My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

For a while, the auction was a mess.

Such cruel and imperceptible means made the monks panic and alert, because everyone in the field had the possibility of committing crimes.

The disciples of the Taichu School saw that Wang Zhenren's death was so terrible, and he was so excited that he clamored for an explanation from Jin Guangge.

The Yuebai woman's face was also very ugly. She was in a dilemma, and she noticed that a very strong coercion was coming.

Because of the matrix barrier in the room, other people, including Wuchen real people, are only slightly uncomfortable, but the people on the first floor and the second floor are very uncomfortable, as if the ants face the giant elephant. Fear.

Fortunately, the people who released the coercion had a sense of size and did not really hurt them.

The noisy lobby was momentarily quiet, and an old man appeared to the crowd and said, "I am the King Kong Pavilion dedicated to the Keqing Libo Taoist. Please be calm and calm. The thing today is that I was not well received by the King Kong Pavilion. Explain! "

Wuchen Taoist stunned: "Libo Zhenjun?"

Jing Yue: "Who is he? I have never seen him on the Fei Xian list."

Wuchen real person: "He was originally an elder of the Sanxiu League, and he has cultivated himself in the world, but I haven't heard of him for more than a hundred years. I never thought of coming to Jinguang Pavilion as a guest secretary."

Jing Yue: "At an auction in Jinguang Pavilion, you can actually invite Dongtian to live in town. No wonder the name of the first auction house is so stable."

In the mirror stone, Libo Taoist waved his sleeves, the Jinguang Pavilion was wide open, and golden cages surrounded the lobby from all sides, trapping everyone in it.

"Libo Zhenjun, what do you mean?"

"Yes, why are we locked up? Does Jin Guangge want to die?"

Someone in the crowd immediately questioned, but Libo Tao calmly said: "This is a strange thing. I suspect that the killer is among you. I also ask everyone to cooperate for a while. Once the suspect is ruled out, you can go at any time."

Although he said it was human, who would be forced to stay?

Someone said: "It is clearly that your Jinguang Pavilion is not properly defended, why do we cooperate? If it delays our other things, how will Jinguang Pavilion compensate!"

"That is, the king is so arrogant and arrogant. I am afraid that there are many enemies. If you want to ask questions, you should also ask their disciples in the early days or those around him?"

"Yeah! I said that the masked Zifu practitioner was most likely! Maybe it was what secret method he used to retaliate! But he's gone. Why don't you Jinguangge chase him? What do we do ?!"

These words have received a lot of approval, but in the early days, several disciples and more than a dozen unfortunate monks sitting near Wang Zhenren were dissatisfied, so you came and quarreled with each other. In the end, the quarrel has deviated from the original intention, content The chicken and duck talked wildly, and even the old accounts were turned out.

Li Bo's eyebrows couldn't help shaking, and when he couldn't help but want another repression, suddenly, his look changed indiscriminately.

The hall was still noisy and no one found it. Li Bo Taoist took away the body, and a flash appeared in front of No. 1 Yajian door.

The door opened, Li Bo said directly: "Do you know the cause of the death of King Wang?"

The person he asked was the real Wuchen, who gave his hand and saluted, "I have seen Libo Zhenjun, and the reason why I spoke to you is that I found some clues, but I have to look at the corpse to find out."

Libo Taoist: "I brought the body."

After all, he threw the body in his sleeve to the ground.

Jing Yue was soothing the blue phoenix shivering into his arms. Seeing this scene, his roots were inexplicably itchy.

He sniffed, and sure enough he smelled the expected scent, so he used his eyes to signal the real Wuchen.

The latter immediately said: "This is a sorcerer's magic. The caster takes the human blood and refines it into a rune. The spell is then used to fix the penetrating nail on the head, heart, and yin. The cursed will be violent immediately. "

The Libo Taoist inspected the corpse wholeheartedly, but did not notice Jing Yue's eyes. At this time, after listening to Wuchen's real words, he horrified: "Tibetan ghost charm! It is Shura Tower!"

But then he paused and said, "Impossible! Shulota broke the line as early as the time of the demon!"

Shura Tower is a magical practice, the means are unpredictable and extremely cruel, but only one person can pass it in one generation. But in the eight thousand years after the demon robbery, there is no such thing as Shura Tower in the world of cultivation. People in the path of righteousness should only destroy Shura Tower's inheritance.

Wu Chen didn't really argue with him, and he said: "To make a ghost charm in Tibet, a locust tree must be used as a material. The locust tree grows in an extremely humid and dark place with a pine-like fragrance and died in The body of the mantra will also smell this smell, do you smell it? "

Once reminded, the Libo Taoist really smelled a faint pinewood fragrance. He restrained the shock in his heart and reluctantly said, "That's what you meant ... No one in the scene can commit a crime. The movement of the Tibetan Ghost Charm is not small, is it? Really a Zifu practitioner? "

Wuchen real person shook his head: "It's not him." He pointed to the gate of Yajian: "If the murderer is in Yajian, he can complete the curse without being noticed."

Libo Taoist frowned. "How do you know that it is not the Zifu practitioner?"

Wuchen real person: "Zhenjun only knows one thing, but not the other. After all, very few people understand the Tibetan Ghost Charm. But in fact, this kind of spell can only be performed by a woman, and the person who casts it As a center, the range of the spell cannot exceed one mile. "

Libo said, "How did you know?"

Wu Chen chuckled, "Han Yunzong passed down for thousands of years and always knows more secrets."

The rest of the disciples are all dull, what is the secret? They don't know anything? Why did the ancestor Jing whisper a few words to the real Wuchen who was going to run away, it didn't take long for Libo Taoists to come in, and then things got to this point?

Libo Taoists did not have time to ask them about their origins. They only knew that there was a distinguished guest on No.1 Ya, and at this time they knew that they were Han Yunzong.

He slightly relaxed his vigilance and said, "So it is, so how can the Zifu monk get the true blood of Wang Zhenren? But if the murderer uses the Tibetan ghost charm to commit the assault, then she is not irritated for a while, but has long been premeditated. Kill Wang Zhenren, why not choose to do it in private? "

Wu Chen lived for a moment and said, "She is familiar with Wang Zhenren. Maybe in order to get rid of the suspicion, she chose a place with many people. She should be familiar with Wang Zhenren's personality, knowing that he can easily make enemies. disaster."

Libo Taoist: "The dispute between Wang Zhenren and Zifu Xiu just now made her see an opportunity? Then she didn't know enough about this curse and wanted to marry a man."

Wuchen real person: "I'm just guessing, but the trick should be the Tibetan ghost charm."

Li Bo Taoist thought for a while, and said, "Please wait a moment, I will immediately go to the rest of the elegant room to inquire."

Wuchen real person: "No need. Those who have hit the Tibetan Ghost Charm will gather resentment from the curse at the wound and can see it illegally, but they can only be captured by burning with all fire."

He ignited a ray of flame with his fingertips, and the flame split into three points, which were respectively submerged into the body's head, chest, and genitals. Immediately, a purple-black gas developed from the corpse's wound.

Libo Taoists grabbed their hands and nodded to Wu Chen, a finger, disappeared from Yajian instantly.

Soon, there was a scream of a woman in the seventh room.

In this way, the Jinguang Pavilion caught the real murderer, and it was a gift and promise to send the rest of the guests away.

On the way back, Han Yunzong and his party were very silent, and the atmosphere was especially dignified.

The killer was Wang Zhenren's fellow teacher and sister. The disputes between them were quite complicated. Jing Yue was not interested in paying attention. That is something that the Tai School should worry about.

However, the murderer still refused to say how the Tibetan Ghost Charm was obtained. There was no way. The real person in Libo had to search for the soul himself, and the other disciples in Taichu did not dare to disagree.

However, it was learned from the murderer's memory fragments that the person who taught her the method was her close friend, and the other party replaced her with an ancestral glazed bead.

Once again, the close friend had died for many days, and the clue was completely cut off.

Jing Yue thought, the murderer's close friend was a man of the right path. Where did she get the skill of Xiu Luo Tower? Why did you die? What's the point of the bead she replaced? Is this matter related to Shura Tower?

Now the demons and demons are not at peace, it seems that the heavenly fruit will be chaotic.

Upon returning to Qingzhuzhai, the real person from Wuchen immediately informed the factions and factions, and Jing Yue returned to the guest house.

Upon entering the door, he received a messenger from Jin Baozhu.

Jin Baozhu this time and the future Jade City, now know the price of plastic tires, and the tone is very excited.

"... Fufu can't be sold at such a high price in the future, but it is precious and it must be in short supply. Therefore, I plan to set a price of 20,000 spirit stones. I do n’t know what my ancestors thought? Right, you can refining How many characters? "

Jing Yue thought of the plastic tires sold by his five hundred spirits, and he felt a pain in his heart.

After thinking about it, Jing Yue replied to Jin Baozhu, "The price is up to you. I can make about 40 runes every month, and I will hand over 10 of them to Han Yunzong."

Just after replying, he received another messenger.

Jing Yue froze, opened it, and it was actually from Jinguang Pavilion.

"Today, thank you for your help. The ancestor was a noble guest in my cabinet, but I was not entertained. I was deeply apprehensive. Therefore, the cabinet will present the five elements of fire as a gift. . "

When Jing Yue smiled, the owner of the Jinguang Pavilion estimated that he heard the ins and outs of the Libozhen population, and guessed that he had helped. After all, the cabinet owner knew no more than who the master of No. 1 Yajian was.

However, he was willing to let go of the Five Elements, and it seemed that the cabinet owner attached great importance to him, and did not know whether he had valued his method of making plastic tires or valued his identity?

That night, Jingyue received the Dan furnace from Jinguang Pavilion, and there were naturally five different fires in the furnace.

He looked at the five-colored flame and finally dispelled the psychological shadow of the five hundred spirits selling the plastic symbol.

Overnight.

Early the next morning, Jing Yue just opened the door and saw Zheng Baili outside. He had his hair crown neatly and neatly. In a brand-new robe, even the sword box was shining brightly. In short, it was abnormal.

Jing Yue: "... what happened?"

Zheng Bai: "Go to the bamboo meeting with my ancestors!"

Jing Yue: "I know, but why are you so ... glorious?"

Zheng Bai smiled proudly: "I thought if I was lucky enough to be a bamboo man, I would dress Zongmen with a little spirit ... ha ha ha ha, what?"

Jing Yue: "..."

At that moment, a four-character motto taught to him suddenly popped out of his mind—for lack of thinking.