Brother Qingxi lay in the blazing flame. The real Samadhi flame was hotter than usual, which was not something he could bear, and his hair showed signs of being scorched.

The teacher father stepped forward. After all, this was his disciple who was brought up in one hand. Even if he did a big rebellious thing, watching the former disciple suffer so much, he couldn't bear it: "I know you are not bad in nature, unlike the real Qingxi, Qingxia, Tell me, did someone coerce you to do this?"

Brother Qingxi snorted coldly: "No one has ever intimidated me, I just see you not pleasing to your eyes."

The teacher wiped his tears and continued: "You have also seen the ability of the little brother next to you. If you really have any difficulties, I can ask him to help you. Master is not capable, but Master can help you."

The senior fellow Qingxi was startled, and seemed to be touched. Just as Lu Shan was about to speak, a short sword was inserted into the throat of senior fellow Qingxi.

The throat is one of the most important organs in a person's body. If the throat is damaged, not only will you die, but you will also be unable to speak.

Poison was slashed on the short sword, and the senior brother of the real Qingxi pointed to a place in the crowd, his eyes were full of incredible.

One person in the crowd dashed up, stepping on the heads of a group of senior brothers, ignoring the almost murderous eyes of real brother Qingxi, and took out from his clothes a volume of classics written in bamboo slips, and the meat Huhu bugs.

"Hahaha, you have looked down on me all your life, but you didn't expect that one day your lifelong learning would fall into my hands."

"Qingming you..." The disciples in the Taoist temple betrayed one after another, and the footsteps of the teacher's father were a little unstable. "You... Qingxi, Qingxia..."

"Yes, the two of them are just my lackeys. I lied to them that this insect biting gong can greatly increase the skill. You are selfish, so you don't let them practice. I didn't expect those two fools to believe it." Qingming Zhenren was excited and laughed up to the sky. "God helps me too, and God helps me too."

"So..." Looking at the fleshy bug in the hands of Real Qingming, the teacher suddenly understood. "You fed this worm with the flesh and blood of the two of them?"

"Unexpectedly, you are an old man who is quite smart, but it is too late now, your good apprentice is dead." Qingming real laughed wildly, and his body was thirty feet away in a blink of an eye.

The teacher's father stood upright, spouting blood from the donation, and he fell heavily to the ground.

In the quiet room, Lu Shan thought carefully about the whole thing, which was much more complicated than he had imagined.

Dao Qingming wanted to practice insect gu, but he knew the harm of the insect, so he didn't feed it himself, but chose Dao Qingxi and Qingxia.

If Lu Shan didn't guess wrong, Dao Qingming should have chosen Dao Qingxi first, but Dao Qingxi hadn't had time to cultivate insects before he was already dead. Only then did Dao Qingming turn his attention to Dao Qingxia.

He has never had a chance to seize the Insect Gu. Today, Lu Shan controls the real Qingxia. It depends on the matter to be revealed. Where is the real person Qingming willing to give up such a good opportunity, so he chose to show up and seize the Insect Gu.

Human greed is the most undesirable thing. If a person has greed, he will continue to ask for it, and even ignore the lives of others when asking for it, knowing that he will be lost in it in the end.

With so many things happening in this little Taoist temple, he accidentally got involved in a dispute. He didn't dare to jump to a conclusion about the final result of this dispute, but he was willing to fight for it.

"Master, Master, it's not OK." Someone outside slapped the door heavily, crying in his voice.

Lu Shan went out and saw that the visitor should be a disciple from the Taoist temple, but he didn't know why he was so anxious, his hair was messy, his body was full of mud spots, he lost one of his shoes, and his feet were stained with red blood.

Knowing that the matter was serious, Lu Shan quickly asked, "Is the real Qingming person back?"

"No." The disciple shook his head anxiously. "It's Master, something happened to Master."

Following the disciple to the quiet room, Lu Shan saw the teacher's father sitting in the center of the quiet room at a glance. The teacher's father looked calm and seemed to have been sitting down.

Lu Shan stepped forward and probed the teacher's father's breath. He was no longer breathing, but the teacher's face was ruddy, as if this was an ordinary meditation.

"How could this be?" Lu Shan whispered.

Wasn't it okay when I left yesterday? Even if you want to sit down, it is definitely impossible without warning.

The little disciple who brought Lu Shan replied weepingly: "We don’t know what’s going on. I didn’t see Master this morning. We came in to see him and didn’t bother Master. I didn’t expect that Master hadn’t come out yet, so I took a closer look , I found out... I found out..."

"Who was the first person to find?" Lu Shan suddenly snapped.

"It's me." A trembling little disciple came out from the crowd. He should be twelve or thirteen years old. It is estimated that he had just been sent up the mountain.

Before Lu Shan could ask questions, a big disciple next to him said, "He was just collected by the master, so he should be taken with him first, and he will do some daily tasks, so he can often get in touch with the master.

"Who are you?" Lu Shan asked.

"I am the big disciple here, my name is Qingyun." The disciple of the next song Yili said.

Lu Shan nodded and swept his cold gaze over all the disciples present. Before the matter was found out, everyone in it could be a murderer. He had to be careful. Of course, the most suspected person was Qingming.

If it is really Qingming real person, then this person's scheming would be too terrifying, Qingxi real person and Qingxia real person no matter how bad they are, they will not hurt the teacher, this Qingming real person is really intolerable.

"I will check this matter carefully. Close the door before the matter is clear. No one is allowed to enter or leave at will. If someone has to go out for something, he must say hello to me." Lu Shan took it out. The token the teacher gave him, whispered.

Although there were a few disciples in the next section who were dissatisfied, they all silenced the moment they saw the token, and no one said anything.

"Well, you guys step back first. I'll check things here. If anyone has any clues, you must tell me as soon as possible." Lu Shan ordered.

After all, the teacher's father is kind to him. Now that the teacher's father has something wrong, he must find out this matter himself. Now, he only believes in himself.

After the disciple inside was about to check, Ning Zetao called and Lu Shan had to pick it up. On that day, Qingxia took his mobile phone, but after the death of Qingxia, the phone returned to his hand. in.

"I waited for you for several days, why didn't I see you back?" Ning Zetao's tone was a little worried.