Zhang Qin's complexion changed drastically, and she had to let go hastily.

But the soft satin was tied tightly and refused to let go.

Under the moonlight, the soft satin had a strange luster, faintly shining, even though Chang Ming had a lot of knowledge, he couldn't recognize what material it was made of for a while.

Zhang Qin's face turned red, and a sentence popped out between her teeth.

"Seeing that the Blood Sect and our sect are not enemies, why does Fellow Daoist Xu keep humiliating people like this again and again!"

"Master Zhang made a mistake in saying this! I can't bear to see this gentleman being ruined by you. How can it be called humiliation? It should be someone who sees injustice and draws his sword to help, or a hero who saves the beauty. Whichever sounds better, that's it!"

On the other side of the soft satin, a slim figure came gracefully, like a fairy descending, attracting countless amazing eyes.

The eyes can't help but be drawn to it, even though many people know that beneath the stunning exterior is a terrifyingly murderous invisibility.

The purple-clothed girl walked slightly on Lingbo, and landed silently. There was still a distance of one or two feet, but in the blink of an eye she was already in front of them.

"Okay, I'll just let go. Head Zhang doesn't have to be so excited. If you have something to say, I won't stop you."

She spoke in a soft voice, as soft as cotton, accompanied by the crisp and crisp bells, almost fascinating people's hearts.

The bell was not worn on her body, but was tied at one end of the soft satin, and the soft satin was retracted and turned into a belt wrapped around Xiaoman's waist. The bell was as if it was tied on her body, beautiful, lovely, and gentle.

"Oh, isn't this Liu Xiaoyu, fellow Daoist Liu, how could he lay his dead body here?"

Zhang Qin said in a deep voice: "I'm going to ask you, Fellow Daoist Xu, why did you come over immediately after hearing the news about Xiao Yu's accident? Is there something else that I don't know about?"

He was extremely angry, but his tone calmed down.

Xu Jingxian said innocently: "Look at what you said, Senior Brother Liu and I are just exchanging ideas in the daytime. There is always a winner or loser in the exchange of discussions. Senior Brother Liu is not as good as others. Do you want me, a little girl, to let him have a hand?"

She looks as immature as a child, and when she shows an innocent expression, it is hard to bear to criticize her more.

"I have every reason to suspect that, in order to prevent Senior Brother Liu from visiting us as a guest of the Blood Sect, did Sect Leader deliberately make such a commotion and ask Senior Brother Liu to feign death to avoid the call of the Blood Sect? No way, Brother Liu can't afford to lose so much?"

"you!"

Zhang Qin couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into anger.

"I asked just now, this person's origin is unknown, when he met a recruit from our sect at the foot of the mountain, he took the initiative to join him, he not only lied a lot, he was also the first one to come to the scene, how could you know that it wasn't you who saw the Blood Sect's placement in our sect meticulous work!"

Xu Jingxian smiled instead of anger: "Master Zhang spit out blood, and deliberately tossed such a farce. In the end, he wanted to go back on his word and not befriend the blood sect, right? That's okay, a delicate little girl like me is outnumbered, No matter how you say it is a disadvantage, I have no choice but to go back and report the ins and outs to the suzerain, as for the suzerain's reaction, that is beyond my control!"

After she finished speaking, she turned and wanted to leave.

"Friend Daoist Xu stay behind!"

When Zhang Qin made a sound, his expression changed, and it took a long time before he uttered a word.

"There is still room for discussion on this matter. Let me arrange Xiao Yu's funeral first, and then we can discuss it in the long term."

Xu Jingxian looked back and smiled, understanding.

"This is as it should be. Sect Leader Zhang's mourning has changed, and I will be bothering you at the Qixian Sect for a few more days."

She didn't speak for Chang Ming anymore, Zhang Qin waved her hand and asked someone to take Chang Ming away.

The death of Liu Xiaoyu shocked Qixianmen.

The marriage with the Xiao family was naturally cancelled. The Xiao family took the bride-to-be and left the Qixian Gate overnight without leaving a word. Zhang Qin had to write a letter and send it to Xiao Zangfeng to explain and apologize.

But that's not all.

The seven-string gate followed, and the situation was full of wind and rain.

Zhang Qin actually knew that Xu Jingxian didn't need to kill Liu Xiaoyu.

Even if he wanted to kill him, with Xu Jingxian's strength, he might be able to kill Liu Xiaoyu, but he would definitely be vicious and hurt both sides. Even if Liu Xiaoyu couldn't beat him, he wouldn't be able to send out the distress message and die.

Also, what is even more strange is, why did Liu Xiaoyu go to Linde Peak, the outer gate, in the middle of the night?

Zhang Qin asked all the disciples who were good friends with Liu Xiyu on weekdays, but no one heard that he had friendship with people from the outer sect. Zhang Qin's wife also told him that many disciples reported that Liu Xiyu was arrogant and valued strength very much, so it was unlikely that he could play well with the outer sect. The outer sect had always looked up to this senior brother from afar.

If a person can silently kill the most respected disciple of the head of his sect, does that mean that he can enter and leave the land as freely as no one? Those people whose cultivation base is not as good as Liu Xiaoyu's, are their lives in danger at any time?

The Qixian Gate went up and down, and people were panicked ever since.

Despite the chaos outside, there was a dead silence in the dungeon.

Chang Ming thought that he would be forced to confess by his words and deeds, and he had even prepared a puppet stand-in to be tortured instead of himself, but after a few days passed, everything was calm. Not only was he not tortured, but no one came to question him.

Naturally, no one came to deliver food.

He seems to have been completely forgotten, and no one cares about him.

The quiet environment gave him time to think and practice.

Chang Ming still remembered that when he was at the bottleneck of his cultivation and was searching for a breakthrough, a technique called Zhiyu Nianyue once entered his sight.

This is a mental method created by two people named Zhiyu and Nianyue hundreds of years ago. Its greatest effect is to reshape the meridians, cleanse the marrow and cut the tendons for a person whose spiritual veins have been abandoned in a short period of time.

Zhiyu and Nianyue were ordinary people with no spiritual power, but because they didn't want to be content with being ordinary for half their lives, they traveled all over the world, read classics and historical books, and searched for high-level hermits, and finally created a magic art.

The magic door in the eyes of the world is not the same concept as the real monsters and ghosts released from the abyss.

People in the Demon Sect act perversely and extreme, use extreme means to seek to advance their cultivation base, spare no lives to achieve their goals, have no traditional moral bottom line, and are despised by Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

The reason why Zhiyu Nianyue is called the magic art is also because this evil art has surpassed the scope of ordinary cultivation methods.

Everything in the world is not free. If you want to get one thing, you must pay for another thing. This is exactly the case with Zhiyu Nianyue. If you don't use other people's spiritual power for your own use, you must exhaust your own lifespan to the limit.

Zhiyu was unwilling to use other people's cultivation base to achieve himself, and finally when he reached the eighth level of training, he died of exhaustion due to excessive energy consumption, gray hair overnight, and weakness.

Nianyue didn't want to repeat the mistakes of her friends, she did everything she could to seize the monk's spiritual power for her own use, her cultivation improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, and she once became one of the top masters in the magic sect. However, because her targets were not divided into sects or factions, she quickly offended everyone and attracted all parties to join forces to eliminate them.

Although the two Zhiyu and Nianyue died, this magic skill was handed down in the form of their own records, and it was never a secret. Later, many people who wanted to make a move and wanted to reach the sky in one step practiced this skill, and all of them were tragically tortured. Backlash is the end.

When Chang Ming saw this exercise, he had already memorized it in his heart. Although he has been wandering in Huangquan several times and survived a catastrophe, he has not forgotten this set of exercises.

His spiritual power was exhausted, his meridians and roots were almost useless, and if there were no accidents, there was almost no possibility of becoming a monk again in this life, so Qixianmen didn't immediately attack him, because they also thought that it was impossible for ordinary people like Chang Ming to kill him. Liu Xiaoyu.

What they didn't know was that the body that was weaker than ordinary people was actually the soul of a peerless great master who was almost immortal.

Liu Xiaoyu's death put him on suspicion of murder, and made him need to speed up his practice.

But taking a shortcut and going through the back door takes far less time than others, and you need to pay a higher price.

Use Zhiyu Nianyue to reshape the meridians and gather spiritual energy. When practicing to the eighth level, there will be a fatal flaw in this exercise. The only solution is to forcefully tear a hole and inject new external power. Forcibly reverse and change the defects of the exercises themselves.

That is to say, he can quickly regain his cultivation and become a mid-level or even a high-level monk, and maybe even reach the level of a first-class master.

But when this technique reaches the eighth stage, he will have to face the test of life and death, the chance of success is extremely small, and if he fails, his body may disintegrate and his soul will be completely scattered.

Returning to the world and starting over is not necessarily a good thing.

His whole body was full of fog, and his way forward was unclear.

First Xiaoyun, then Liu Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyun has been a mystery from beginning to end, appearing suddenly and disappearing mysteriously. No one has ever seen him before, as if it was tailor-made for him.

So, what is the ultimate purpose of luring him out, killing Liu Xiaoyu and blaming him?

Wouldn't it be for the Qixian Gate to lock him here, or even kill him?

Since the murderer can kill Liu Xiaoyu, he naturally has the ability to kill him. It would be a waste of time and effort to do so.

They come, the security.

Chang Ming closed his eyes, and began to silently recite the Judgment of Zhiyu Nianyue.

All the demons in the world are born from the heart, and the Tao is not disturbed, you can know it from one side.

Because the Lingtai is confined and the mud and pellets are chaotic, it is necessary to use external objects as a furnace to capture spirits and gather essence, refine them and improve them. One is vegetation, the other is livestock, and the third is humans, ghosts, and demons. This method can be used by all intelligent things...

"Lang Jun is so determined that he has been imprisoned here, and he can still meditate and rest in peace. Wouldn't it be a shame and a pity for such a talented person to help cook in a third-rate sect?"

The delicate and pretty voice came from far to near, interrupting his meditation.

Xu Jingxian's feet were not dusty, and she came floating in the air.

"After so many days, no one came to visit you. I was the first one. Isn't your husband moved?"

She smiled and stood outside the railing, holding a basket in her hand.

The aroma is overflowing.

Without opening it, Chang Ming knew it was Chef He's handiwork.

"You must be full of questions, just open your mouth, I will answer all your questions."

She put the basket on the ground, opened the lid, and put all the dishes in it, so that it was convenient for the other party to take it, and she was considerate and thoughtful.

Chang Ming was not too polite, he reached for the food and ate it with his chopsticks.

Xu Jingxian: "Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"

Chang Ming didn't raise his head: "The fairy is so beautiful, she definitely wouldn't do such a thing."

Xu Jingxian raised her eyebrows, knelt down to watch him eat, and watched with relish.

"Many people in Qixianmen want to kill you, they think you are inseparable from Liu Xiaoyu's death."

Chang Ming: "Thank you Fairy for bringing me the meal. This roasted matsutake is one of Lao He's best dishes. I will have no regrets if I can eat it once before I die."

Xu Jingxian pouted: "Why don't you have the slightest curiosity, are you sure they dare not kill you?"

Chang Ming said sincerely: "Because I was wronged, they will naturally not kill innocent people by mistake."

Xu Jingxian choked, almost unable to continue the chat, so she had to change the topic.

"I heard that your name is Changming? Changye Huiming, with such a nice name, how can you be someone who is unknown?"

Chang Ming: "Fairy, have you heard of Wang Jiuyou?"

Xu Jingxian: "No, where is this sacred?"

Changming: "He is the Second Uncle Wang of our village. Because his mother dreamed of a pomelo that had been stored for a long time when she was pregnant with him, she named him Jiuyou. It became Jiuyou. It can be seen that the name has nothing to do with the ability."

Xu Jingxian stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said: "To tell you the truth, I also hate that guy Liu Xiyu, he is arrogant and arrogant, that is to say, a small sect like Qixianmen would support him and change to other places. I don’t even know how you died! Even if you killed the person, I will only applaud you.”

She took out half a paper fox puppet that hadn't burnt out and put it on the ground.

Chang Ming remained calm.

Xu Jingxian: "I picked this up near the grass where Liu Xiaoyu died. I also found the same puppet under the pillow in your residence, but don't worry, I put it away. Zhang Qin and the others don't know that you will Art of Imperial Objects, shouldn't you thank me?"

Chang Ming drawled slowly, and uttered an innocent monosyllabic word: "Ah?"

Xu Jingxian: "I have already asked, you entered the Qixian Sect through the recommendation of the disciples of Qingbei Mountain, but no one can tell your origin, that is, the small sect of Qixian Sect, so they will casually treat you Take it in, since you know the art of controlling things, but you are willing to be unknown here, does it make sense?"

The two looked at each other.

Xu Jingxian's probing words failed to find any waves in the other party's eyes.

She can really pretend, she thought.

"Good brother, it doesn't matter if you kill Liu Xiyu, but if you go back empty-handed like this, the suzerain will not spare me. So I told Zhang Qin, let you replace Liu Xiyu, come back to see the blood sect with me, and serve as the suzerain's cauldron. What a glorious honor!"

Chang Ming pretended to be confused: "What is the stove?"

Xu Jingxian smiled and said, "It means personal servant."

Chang Ming hesitated: "I don't know anything, I can only help Chef He with some work, am I standing too high all of a sudden?"

Xu Jingxian: "It's okay, you are so good-looking, the suzerain will definitely like it very much."

Changming thought to himself, I'm afraid that your suzerain will chop you up in fright when he sees his master's fake corpse.

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Small theater unrelated to the main text:

Xu Jingxian: Are you pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Chang Ming: I have never seen a tiger when I grow up. Can the fairy show me to see it?

Xu Jingxian: Hehe, I can send you to the tiger's mouth.