The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 8: The disappearing demon pill

　　 The young monk knew this person and knew that it was an adult from the Qingtian Division in Chaonan City. He stood up and bowed.

　　 This middle-aged man, whose surname is Shi, is named Fengchen, and is an important figure of the Qingtian Division. Now he is in charge of related affairs in the Yiying spiritual realm in Chaonan City.

　　Shi Fengchen responded to the young monk, then turned to the old monk, and said respectfully: "I have seen the master."

　　Clear Tianji's officials are mostly practitioners, or have a background of cultivating sects, and Shi Fengchen is no exception.

　　According to the sect, he should call this old monk the uncle master, but after all, he has an official status, which is quite inconvenient. It is more appropriate to call the other master a master.

　　The old monk gently said: "I wonder what business Master Shi has to come here?"

　　 Shi Fengchen said with a wry smile: "Master Hao Jiao learned that two incidents occurred in Chaonan City today. One broke the city and the other murdered, all of which were done by practitioners."

　　The old monk asked inexplicably: "Is it something to do with us?"

　　 The gate of the temple has been closed, and the conversation is not likely to be heard by outsiders. Shi Fengchen directly said: "The people of the Sandu faction are dead."

　　 The young monk was shocked when he heard this, and glanced at the old monk.

　　 Shi Fengchen continued: "It is the people who wanted to calm down the borneol in Curie."

　　 The old monk showed a compassionate expression on his face, and said, "I don't know where the remains of those daoists are? The old monk wants to see Duan Wangshengjing off in the past."

　　 Shi Fengchen said with a wry smile: "The body has been burned to ashes, and the person who started it is very cold."

　　 the old monk said: "Does the lord suspect me and my nephew?"

　　 "Where did these words come from."

　　 Shi Fengchen pretended to be displeased and said: "Who in the world dares to doubt the great virtue of Guocheng Temple?"

　　The young monk thought to himself, if it wasn't for the fixation of borneol, the Sandu faction had died, what did you come to do with us?

　　"Dingshen borneol was finally obtained by two people in room No. 2 of Xuanzi."

　　Shi Fengchen looked at the young monk and asked sincerely: "I don't know the little master, do you know the origins of those two people?"

　　 The young monk looked slightly awkward, thinking about the murderous intent hidden in the sword light that sent the medicine into the temple earlier, and had already guessed the truth of the matter.

　　 At this moment, the old monk suddenly said: "Are they two?"

　　 "Yes, those two people covered their faces with gray cloth, and Bao Shuju's steward could not see their true colors."

　　 Shi Fengchen still looked at the young monk, smiled and said, "I don’t know if the little master has ever met them."

　　The young monk had already decided at this time that the daoist of the Qingshan Sect should be the one who gave the medicine to kill. Of course he didn’t want to say that he was just a monk...

　　 "Don't talk." The old monk said suddenly.

　　 Shi Fengchen was slightly startled when he heard the words, and wondered if this was playing the front line.

　　 The young monk swallowed the words he was about to utter, and looked at his uncle with some anxiety.

　　 He suddenly found that the box containing the calming borneol was missing, and he didn't know where it was hidden by his uncle.

　　 "Crimination, guilt."

　　The old monk glanced at the young monk, then turned his head to look at Shi Fengchen, and said, "My nephew is practicing the closed mantra."

　　Shi Fengchen made a suddenly realized look.

　　 "We really don't know who those two people are."

　　The old monk said: "Sorry for not being able to provide clues for adults."

　　 Shi Fengchen gave a wry smile. Knowing that there was a problem, he didn't dare to ask any more. After a long time, he left the temple gate.

　　 When the voice outside the temple gradually ceased, the young monk breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground.

　　 The old monk sighed and said: "I hope this matter will not cause trouble to fellow daoists."

　　 The young monk wanted to talk, and thinking about what the uncle had just said, he closed his mouth and screamed, looking very anxious.

　　The old monk understood what he meant, and said: "Close your mantra and practice first, and then talk about when you leave Chaonan City."

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　　 Late at night, Hongmao Zhai has closed.

　　, in the inn not far away, in Room A of Tianzi, Zhao Layue was sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating and nourishing her qi, Fusi sword hung over her head, slowly turning.

　　 Jing Jiu has come to the outside of Chaonan City and walked to the middle section of Tongtian Bridge, which is the highest point.

　　 The starlight illuminates the river, and the surging momentum remains unabated, even more dangerous.

　　 Jing Jiu withdrew his sword consciousness and jumped down directly. A spray of water splashed on the river surface, and it disappeared quickly without attracting any sight.

　　 The water of the river is extremely turbid, and it's late at night, so I can't see at all, but I can't cover Jing Jiu's gaze.

　　 sneaked in the swift and cold water for a long time, and he came to a remote corner deep in the cliff in the heart of the river.

　　 The river here has become much smoother, but the pressure is extremely high and it is extremely cold. Even a strong swordsman in the unseen realm can't stay here for too long. If he is not physically special, there is no way to sneak into such a deep place and find the ghost eye.

　　 The ghost-eyed dace is dead.

　　 The ghost eyes are huge, with a body of three stories high. The forefoot is finned, the skin is smooth, and the color is dark. It is embedded in the depths of the cliff and is integrated with the surrounding environment~IndoMTL.com~It is like the most ordinary The rock is indeed extremely difficult to find. No wonder the disciples of the Green Mountain Sect have not been able to find the corpse.

　　 Jing Jiu floated in front of Guimu Muhu, and found that his neck and head were covered with sword wounds, his eyes were closed, and the blue blood was left behind. It was not washed away by the river. It seems that it should be Qingshan. The wounds of the disciple's flying sword, the wounds of those eyes are more like from some kind of volley Dao.

　　 "It really was raised by someone."

　　 Jing Jiu's gaze fell on the two chains, silently thinking.

　　The two iron chains are tightly tied to the back of the ghost mussel, and the other end should be in the deepest part of the cave.

　　Wandering in the dark river water, Jing Jiu circled the huge body of the ghost-eyed carp and saw nothing new except for those sword wounds.

　　 He unfastened the iron sword and pierced it towards the top of the head of the ghost mussel. Unexpectedly, the tip of the sword slipped, and it turned away.

　　 deserves to be the legendary great demon who came from the abyss and swam across the West Sea. Even if he died, his skin was still stronger than steel, and it was by no means an ordinary flying sword that could cut it open.

　　The iron sword of Jingjiu comes from Shiyuefeng Moxian Master. Although it is not a famous sword, it has some extraordinary features, but it is not sharp enough.

　　 The dark river water vibrates slightly. If someone can listen to the sound under the water, they should be able to hear the buzzing group of buzzers, that is, the silver bracelet on his hand is shaking.

　　 Jing Jiu ignored him, floated in front of the ghost mussel, and dropped his right hand.

　　 A straight and clear crack appeared on the tough and tough skin of the ghost mussel, and then opened more and more until the inner membrane and cartilage were seen.

With a soft sound, Jing Jiu used both hands to tear the cartilage on the top of the head of the ghost mussel.

　　 Looking at the empty pill room above the head of the ghost eye, he thought that the demon pill was gone.

　　 In this way, Liu Shisui's whole body was hot, the snow melted, and he was unconscious for a long time... all kinds of visions were answered.