As soon as these words came out, the voices of the crowd suddenly dropped. Tang Wanqiu was justified. With the ability of the master of Qinglong Island, it is not a problem to catch a Primordial Spirit cultivator. There is really no need to use a bunch of cultivation bases to hate Can not be repaired without entering the valve.

Tang Wanqiu couldn't speak, but it didn't mean that his brain was unclear, so he immediately said again and again: "That boy, do you dare to sign up? Who is your last name, and what evidence is there to say that there are ghost Taoists on the island? Lectures on the scriptures? The church is held once every ten days, and the Daoist friends also have a lot of private conversations in the middle. Is it possible that no one will know if there is one less person out of thin air? Who are you sent to slander the island owner? Say it!"

Those who were a little more sensitive at the scene had already smelled the smell of sin.

Cheng Qian had an ominous premonition, and he took the time to get rid of distracting thoughts and take the time to adjust his breath. He didn't care about the hustle and bustle of the crowd, he said he could enter into meditation, so Yan Zhengming had to silently protect the Dharma for him.

As long as Cheng Qian was not injured or bleeding, Yan Zhengming looked at his younger brother's blood-stained face, which became more jade-like because of his paleness, and there was always an illusion in his heart, as if Cheng Qian was an iron man.

The loose cultivator cries in hiding: "My cultivation is like an ant. If I don't have a way out, how can I dare to frame the Qinglong Island Lord? Am I going to die? You are naturally powerful. , whoever is missing will cause controversy, and who cares about the lives of us rootless loose cultivators?"

Tang Wanqiu seemed to want to raise his sword and stab him into a honeycomb right now: "Bah, one-sided words, what evidence is there?"

Loose cultivator said: "Of course there is. Brother Bai said that it was a coincidence that I saw the ghost of refining near the island master retreat. There must be a soul-eating lamp there!"

Everyone immediately exploded the pot with a "boom".

It's unheard of, and the evidence says it doesn't say it.

Regardless of whether there is a Soul Eater or not, the island owner of Qinglong will not allow others to search the residence where he retreated and practiced.

That is the master of the world, the head of the Four Sages!

No matter how dizzy Bai Ji was, he didn't dare to mention in person that he wanted to search the island master's mansion. Is this simply unreasonable?

At this time, someone laughed loudly and said, "This fellow Taoist is full of words, is it possible that he wants to encourage everyone to rebel on Qinglong Island?"

Everyone looked back and saw that Zhou Han was leading his group of masked men like black crows over. These masked men were invisible when they were flying swords in the sky, but only when they fell on the ground and walked. ——The team of these people is extremely neat, and everyone's appearance is similar.

Yan Zhengming watched from the sidelines, and suddenly remembered that Zhou Han was instigating Cheng Qian to "worship under his door" when he was in the lecture hall.

As soon as Zhou Hanzheng raised his hand, all the masked people behind him stopped together, but no one took an extra step.

He opened the folding fan, shook it a few times in front of his chest, and said, "Zhou Mou Chengdao, the island master, has been protecting the law on the island for many years, and he has to say something about the innocence of his own island master - to distinguish between ghosts and demons. Xiu, you don't necessarily have to see his soul-devouring lamp with your own eyes. Those who practice ghosts have dirty souls. You only need to borrow a soul mirror and you can see it. My island owner Guangfengjiyue, how could he have anything to do with those evil demons? "

Bai Ji glanced at Zhou Hanzheng's scumbag in confusion. He was not sure what his origin was. Just now that inexplicable loose cultivator appeared, he had already sensed another force on the island, and said cautiously: "According to As far as I know, there is only one soul mirror in the world, hanging on the hall in the palace, is it possible for us to break into the palace together?"

Zhou Hanzheng said with a smile: "It's been a long time since the Lord of the White House has asked about the world's affairs - when the first emperor was the first emperor, the soul mirror had already been given to Tianyan, which is a coincidence, because the last time in the fairy market, the ghosts and demons appeared in the sea, Just in case, I carry this mirror with me."

This sentence is like water, and even Tang Wanqiu was stunned: "What are you from Tianyanchu?"

The island owner didn't answer. He must have been at the secret dock just now. When Zhou Han was tearing his face and turning against the water, he had already guessed a thing or two in his heart, but he was so good at raising his qi that he didn't let the younger generation see it.

Tianyan Department is affiliated to the Qin Tianjian of the current dynasty, a member of the mortal court, nominally in charge of "immortal" things, but in fact no one seems to be able to control - although it is conceivable, Tianyan Department will definitely invite monks In office, but in most people's hearts, they still feel that this is a matter of two worlds.

Many people may have never seen a live official of Tianyan Division until they fell and ascended.

Zhou Hanzheng replied unconcernedly: "Oh, one of the idlers, who has no family, no family, no background, can't compare to the fact that you are behind the family, and you have a fake name to eat."

The Loose Cultivator hiding behind the West Palace was extremely embarrassed and said to Zhou Hanzheng: "The Zuo Hufa is a clean person. If you don't distinguish between cleanliness and turbidity, the younger generation should be like this."

He tried his best to straighten his waist, and there was a bit of tragic meaning in his words. Zhou Hanzheng glanced at him without saying a word, raised a hand, and a masked man immediately stepped forward and held a small package. Inside was a simple bronze mirror, the edges and corners were worn, and the mirror surface was a little dirty.

Zhou Hanzheng clenched his hands and said softly, "Get up."

The bronze mirror soared into the air, turned slowly, and landed on his head, only to see a beam of moonlight reflected in the mirror, falling on top of his head, casting a long shadow of Zhou Hanzheng.

No different from ordinary shadows.

Zhou Hanzheng glanced down and smiled: "It seems that Zhou has three souls and seven souls are in good condition, so there is no problem."

Yan Zhengming's heart jumped wildly. Although he didn't know what role Zhou Han was playing, he also knew that this person was clearly helping Qinglong Island and secretly stabbing a knife.

There are 3,000 devils, and ghosts are extremely vicious. They are the worst of the three evils. Will the island master of Qinglong join them?

If it was before, Yan Zhengming wouldn't believe it if he was killed, but since the loose cultivator came out to identify him, he found that the island owner hadn't said a word, and he couldn't help but feel up and down.

When he encountered Jiang Peng, he was so young that he was too impressed. Now he is also disgusted with ghosts. The island owner has sheltered him for so long. If he really...

Yan Zhengming looked sideways at the island owner, not knowing what to do for a while.

He glanced at Cheng Qian again, and saw that the kid seemed to be deaf to everything around him and was so determined that he had no choice but to bow down in his heart.

The island owner did not speak for a long time, and there were already discussions all around. Yan Zhengming raised his head and glanced at the soul mirror that seemed to wear ancient and modern, and a thought suddenly came to his heart - Wen Ya said that every generation of the Fuyao sect would have evil spirits. Will someone in a generation accidentally go astray?

This thought flashed by, but it was stabbed in Yan Zhengming's heart, making him feel like he was stuck in his throat. His eyes swept over Li Yun, Han Yuan and the puddle. Li Yun was smart and cautious, and a little cautious. Cowardly, it doesn't look like he will be out of the circle. Han Yuan is far better than inquiring about "Zhang's parent, Li Jiaduan", and the puddle... Alas, even though he is still young, he has already shown signs of heartlessness.

In the end, his involuntarily fell on Cheng Qian.

There was still blood on Cheng Qian's face, but he seemed extremely peaceful because he was in samādhi.

Yan Zhengming just imagined this possibility for a while, and his heart was slammed hard. He stared at Cheng Qian for a long time, and then the head who had the least position in history silently thought: "What's the use of thinking about this? ? Even if Xiao Qian really has such a day, I will not attack him anyway, the big deal is to hide him."

Chapter 44

It's a pity that Cheng Qian didn't know how many entanglements and deep friendships in Sect Master Yan's heart.

At this time, he was nothing but a deaf ear, but it was just an appearance. They almost accounted for three words of old, young, sick, disabled, and Cheng Qian was not really big-hearted, so how could he be completely calm?

He has only a few ties with the island owner, and he is quite suspicious, and he can't trust him at all. At this time, while adjusting his breath, he separates his mind and listens to the various movements around him, thinking: "Look at this It's confusing and confusing, and we might have to fight for a while. We'd better get in with the scattered cultivators - the scattered cultivators on Qinglong Island are generally a mob, and they may not be able to get into the eyes of these powerful people. Maybe they can get out of the chaos. ."

Then he thought: "If it doesn't work... then I have to fight. The big deal is to die here. If I can resist them for a while, I will be resting my eyes."

In his heart, he gave up like this, but instead of thinking about it anxiously, the stagnant real energy in his body also became a lot smoother.

In the panic, the island owner finally opened his mouth and explained: "More than ten years ago, I fought with a few fellow Daoists with a great demon, and my soul was damaged, so I am still in retreat to heal my wounds. I don't know what you want to see. what?"

Bai Ji said step by step, "So, Island Master Gu doesn't plan to take a look at this upright mirror?"

The island master glanced at him lightly, a very tired look flashed across his face, and sighed: "If you want to add a crime, why don't you worry about it, even if it is such a ridiculous crime - White House Lord, you can believe it or not. It's also good, Gu has never seen Ling Sun, and has never had a soul-devouring lamp in his hand, as for ghosts..."

He sneered lowly, with a slight sarcasm, as if he didn't want to accompany this farce.

Zhou Hanzheng raised his eyebrows slightly and tapped the palm of his hand with a fan: "I'll be fair, it would be ridiculous to say that a person like the island owner is a ghost, a devil, and a demon cultivator-in that war more than ten years ago, one of the four saints died and three of them died. The injury is very tragic, and it is true, since the island owner has explained that the soul is damaged, and he has retreated for many years to heal the wound, then I think this soul mirror does not look at it, anyway, I believe it."

As Zhou Han was saying this, he squeezed the soul mirror with his five fingers, and immediately left Bai Ji, who had just forced the island owner, to be there alone, as if he was really a righteous and fair person!

Bai Ji was so embarrassed that he blushed, and heard someone behind him sneer: "I'm afraid it's Bai Lao'er who is about to run out of life, so it's fake to look for his grandson, and it's true that he wants to fly by any means?"

Bai Ji said angrily, "Who? Get out!"