Chapter 8.30

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date="2020-12-24"

title="Chapter 8.30 "

weight="113511"

series = ["My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World"]

mode = "manual"

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All of a sudden, there was a mess at the auction.

Such a cruel and unconscious method made the monks panic and vigilant, because everyone in the field has the possibility of committing crimes.

Seeing that Wang Zhenren's death was so tragic, the disciples sent from the early days were very excited and clamored for Jinguangge to give an explanation.

The Yuebai woman's face was also very ugly, she was embarrassed, and she noticed that a very strong pressure was coming, which was enough to cultivate!

Because of the formation barriers in the room, including the real Wu Chen, the others are only slightly uncomfortable, but the people on the first floor and the second floor are extremely uncomfortable, as if the ants are facing a giant elephant, that is an irrepressible instinct. Of fear.

Fortunately, the people who released the coercion were measured and didn't really hurt them.

The noisy lobby was quiet for an instant, and an old man appeared in the crowd and said: "I am the Jinguang Pavilion dedicated to the Daoist priest of Libo, please stay calm and restless. Today’s matter is my Jinguang Pavilion’s inadequate hospitality. I will definitely give you one. Confess!"

Taoist Wu Chen was taken aback: "True Monarch Libo?"

Jingyue: "Who is he? I have never seen him on the Flying Fairy List."

True person Wu Chen: "He was originally an elder of the Sanxiu League, with a cultivation base in the cave world, but I haven't heard from him for more than 100 years. I didn't expect to have come to Jinguang Pavilion as a guest clerk."

Jingyue: "A Jinguang Pavilion auction can invite real people to sit here. No wonder the name of the first auction house is so stable."

In the Chuanjing Stone, Daoist Libo waved his sleeves, and the golden light pavilion array opened wide. The golden cage surrounded the lobby from all sides, trapping everyone in it.

"Mr Libo, what do you mean?"

"Yeah, why did you lock us up? Does Jinguangge want to silence it?"

Someone in the crowd asked angrily, but Taoist Libo calmly said: "This matter is strange. I suspect that the murderer is among you. Please cooperate for a while. Once the suspicion is cleared, you can go anytime."

Although what he said is human nature, who is willing to be forced to stay?

Someone said: "It is clear that your Golden Light Pavilion is improperly defended. Why do you want us to cooperate? If we delay other things, how can Golden Light Pavilion compensate!"

"That's right, the Wang Zhen was very arrogant just now. I was afraid that there were many enemies. If you want to ask questions, you should also ask their disciples sent in the beginning or the people around him?"

"Yeah! I said that the purple mansion repairer wearing a mask is the most likely! Maybe he used some secret method to retaliate! But he is gone. If you don't chase after him in the Golden Light Pavilion, what are we doing to embarrass us?!"

These words have received a lot of approval, but at the beginning, a few disciples and more than a dozen monks who were unlucky sitting near Wang Zhenren were dissatisfied. So you came and I quarreled with each other. In the end, I deviated from the original intention. The chickens and the ducks talked about being unbelievable, even turning over the old accounts.

Daoist Libo's eyebrows couldn't help shaking, and when he couldn't help but want to repress/suppress again, suddenly his expression changed insignificantly.

The hall was still noisy, no one noticed, the Libo Taoist swept away the corpse, and a flash appeared in front of the first room.

The door opened, and Daoist Libo said directly: "Do you know the cause of death of King Wang?"

The person he asked was the real Wu Chen, and the latter bowed his hand to salute, "I have seen True Monarch Libo. The reason why I have spoken to you is that I have found some clues, but I need to see the corpse to find out."

Taoist Libo: "I brought the body."

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

Jingyue was originally comforting Blue Phoenix, who was trembling in his arms. Seeing this scene, the roots of his teeth felt a little itchy.

He sniffed, and he smelled the expected smell, so he motioned to the real person Wu Chen with his eyes.

The latter immediately said: "This is a kind of witchcraft. The spellcaster takes human essence and blood and refines it into a rune puppet, and then uses the spell to fix the bone nail on the head, heart, and lower Yin of the rune puppet. The cursed person will die instantly."

Taoist Libo looked at the corpse intently, but didn't notice Jingyue's eyes. At this time, he heard Wu Chen's truth, and said in horror: "Tibetan ghost charm! It's the Asura Tower!"

But then he paused and said: "Impossible! Asura Tower broke the inheritance as early as the demon tribulation chaos!"

The Asura Tower is a group of demons, with unpredictable methods and extremely cruel, but it can only be passed on to one person in a generation. And for eight thousand years after the demon robbery, no descendants of the Asura Tower have appeared in the cultivation world, and the people in the right way have only been destroyed as the inheritance of Asura Tower.

True person Wu Chen didn't argue with him much, and said to himself: "To make Tibetan ghost charms, you must use a kind of Sophora japonica as the material. Sophora japonica grows in extremely humid and dark places, with a fragrance similar to pine. People with this curse will also have this smell on their bodies, do you smell it?"

Once reminded, Daoist Libo really smelled the faint pine wood fragrance. He restrained the shock in his heart and reluctantly said: "That's what you want...No one at the scene can commit crimes. The movement of Tibetan ghost charms is not small, could it be Is it really the Zifu repairer just now?"

Master Wu Chen shook his head: "It's not him." Then he pointed to the door of Yajian: "If the murderer is in Yajian, he can perform the spell as well without being noticed."

Daoist Libo frowned, "How are you sure that it is not the Purple Mansion Cultivator?"

True person Wu Chen: "The true monarch only knows one, but he doesn't know the other. After all, there are very few people who understand Tibetan ghost charms. But in fact, this kind of spell can only be performed by women, and the person who casts the spell As the center, the range of the spell cannot exceed one mile."

Taoist Libo's eyes sharpened: "How did you know?"

The real Wu Chen smiled, "Cold Cloud Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and you always know more secrets."

The other disciples in Yajian were all sluggish, what secret? They don't know anything? Why did the ancestor Jing whisper a few words to the real Wu Chen who was going to run away, and it didn't take long for Taoist Libo to come in, and then things developed to this point?

Daoists in Libo hadn't had time to ask about their origins. They only knew that there was a distinguished guest in the first room. Only then did they know that they were from the Cold Cloud Sect.

He relaxed his vigilance a little, and said: "So, so, how can the cultivator of the Purple Mansion get the blood of True Man Wang? But if the murderer uses the Tibetan ghost charm to commit the crime, then she is not agitated for a while, but has already planned for it. Kill Wang Zhenren, why not choose to do it in a private setting?"

Real person Wu Chen pondered for a moment, "Most of her are acquainted with Zhenren Wang, and perhaps to get rid of suspicion, she chooses a crowded place. She should be familiar with Zhenren Wang's character and know that he is easy to make enemies, so she followed Zhenren Wang and waited for opportunities to fish in troubled waters in order to get married. disaster."

Taoist Libo: "And the dispute between Wang Zhenren and the Zifu repairer just now gave her an opportunity? Then she didn't know enough about the curse, so she wanted to blame a man."

Real person Wu Chen: "I'm just guessing, but the technique should be a Tibetan ghost charm."

Daoist Libo thought for a while, and said: "Please wait a while, I will go to the other rooms to check immediately."

True person Wu Chen: "No. People who have been spelled by Tibetan ghosts will gather the grievances of the caster in the wound, which is illegally visible, but they can be captured by burning them with ordinary fire."

He lit a ray of flame with his fingertips, and with a flick of his fingers, the flame split into three points, which entered the three wounds of the corpse's head, chest, and lower yin. Immediately, a cloud of purple-black air grew from the wound of the corpse.

Taoist Libo stretched out his hand and nodded to Real Wu Chen, pinching his finger, and instantly disappeared from the room.

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

In this way, Jinguangge captured the real murderer, and it was an apologetic and a promise to send the rest of the guests away.

On the way back, Cold Cloud Sect and his party were silent, and the atmosphere was particularly solemn.

The murderer was Wang Zhenren's fellow junior, and the entanglement of grievances was quite complicated. Jingyue was not interested in paying attention. That was something that the early school should worry about.

But the murderer still refused to say how the Tibetan ghost charms were obtained. There is no way. The real Libo has to search for the soul himself. The other disciples in Taichu did not dare to object.

However, from the memory fragments of the murderer, it was learned that the person who taught her was a close friend of her boudoir, who used this to exchange for an ancestral glass bead she was wearing.

Checking it again, the close friend has been dead for many days, and the clue is completely cut off.

Jingyue wondered, the close friend of the murderer was originally a righteous person. Where did she get the Asura Tower inheritance technique? Why died again? What's the point of the bead she changed? Does this matter have something to do with the Asura Tower?

Now that the Demon Sect and the Demon Race are not at peace, it seems that the Heavenly Dao Fruit will cause chaos.

Upon returning to Qingzhuzhai, real Wu Chen immediately informed the various factions of this matter, and Jingyue also returned to the guesthouse.

As soon as he entered the door, he received a messenger from Jin Baozhu.

Jin Baozhu has merged with Cuicheng in the future, and now he has learned the price of the tire-shaping talisman, and his tone is very excited.

"...The future talisman will not be sold at such a high price, but this talisman is precious and must be in short supply. Therefore, I plan to set a price of 20,000 spiritual stones. I wonder what the ancestor thought? By the way, you can refine it in one day How many characters?"

Jingyue thought of the fetal shaping talisman he had sold by the five hundred spirit stones, and felt pain again.

After thinking about it, Jingyue replied to Jin Baozhu, "The price is up to you. I can refine about forty talismans every month, and I will give 10 of them to Cold Cloud Sect."

Just after replying, he received another messenger.

Jingyue was stunned, opened it, and it was actually sent from Jinguang Pavilion.

"For today's matter, I would like to thank my ancestors for helping. My ancestors were the distinguished guests in my pavilion, but I was terrified that I was not able to entertain them well. Therefore, the pavilion will present the five elements of fire as an apologetic, and sincerely hope that the ancestors will laugh at it. ."

Jingyue smiled, and the Lord of the Golden Pavilion estimated that he had heard the ins and outs from the real population in Libo, and guessed that he was helping. After all, the pavilion master couldn’t know who the owner of Room One was.

However, he was willing to a ray of the five elements of fire, it seems that the pavilion master attaches great importance to him, and don't know if he is interested in his method of refining the fetal talisman, or he values ​​his identity?

That night, Jingyue received the pill furnace from Jinguang Pavilion, and the five elements of fire naturally existed in the furnace.

He looked at the five-color flame, and finally dispelled the psychological shadow of the five hundred Lingshi selling the fetal talisman.

One night passed.

Early the next morning, as soon as Jingyue opened the door, he saw Zheng Bai standing outside, his hair tied neatly, and a brand-new Taoist robe. Even the sword box was shining brightly. In short, he was very coquettish.

Jingyue: "...what's the matter?"

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

Jingyue: "I know, but why are you so... radiant?"

Zheng Bai smiled triumphantly: "I think if I'm lucky enough to be a bamboo man, I will give the sect a long face if I dress a little... Hahahaha, what if?

Jingyue: "..."

At that moment, the four-character proverb taught to him by Jiji suddenly popped out of his mind-because of lack of thinking.

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