Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 227 Was Killed Dozens of Times, Tao Jia Festival Visited (9k)

After confirming that the general direction was indeed related to Wenjun, Yu Ziqing immediately closed his eyes and stopped looking.

Because after seeing the beginning of the stone wall last time, it inspired the magic, and contacted the wig Baishuidan.

This time, there is a great possibility that something similar will happen.

Yu Ziqing just inspected the material of the stone slab, he was not well-known or familiar with it, but the texture was harder than black iron, with rounded edges, and edges and corners could still be seen in some places.

After countless years, the edges and corners are still not completely smoothed.

If you want to engrave on it, it is not something ordinary people can do.

Yu Ziqing put it away and continued to wait quietly.

After waiting for a month, there is still no news about Wenjun.

In other words, the name of Wenjun has not been officially dug out yet.

He is like the beginning of the past. Everyone knows that there is such a person who opened the way of refining gods, but they don't know who it is or the specifics.

Today's Wenjun is almost in this state. Only those who have seen the complete sacrificial text know the word Wenjun.

Some people know, but more information, and more information-carrying things, are buried.

This time, New Ten has made a great contribution.

If New Ten hadn't updated the information in time, he didn't know that the wig white water egg might have arrived.

From the moment he got the black slate, he would definitely start looking at it without hesitation.

At that time, there will be an air contact with the wig Baishuidan.

The two of them were on the same piece of land, and that guy might lock onto him directly.

Even if he knew that after this guy came, his strength would definitely be less than tenth rank, Yu Ziqing didn't want him to know.

Even if it was possible to confront him, Yu Ziqing didn't want to confront him in this capacity.

Just like Yu Ziqing didn't want outsiders to know about Dadui's current situation and his identity in Dadui.

Anyway, it will be very troublesome.

Therefore, the winery plan, on the surface, seems to have less and less effect as time goes by and events develop.

But this inadvertent little intelligence can keep him from falling behind.

The follow-up has to continue, and the traitor has to continue to develop.

Wouldn't it be possible for No. [-] to guess that all the information was leaked by that painted skinny white water egg last time?

Then continue to develop traitors, until the time when the circle around him is full of traitors.

From the person being traced, to the person working, to the person being investigated, all are insiders.

Then there would be no rape.

Yu Ziqing recruited profiteers and hungry ghosts.

"Where did that slab come from? How did it come from?"

The profiteers and hungry ghosts have long been prepared.

"Get it from a guy who came in and couldn't read what was on it but knew the material was excellent.

Those who originally wanted to sell it to Lihuoyuan should be able to sell it at a high price.

But last time I mentioned it, I can bring any weird things.

In order to get more monster materials from us and maintain his current status, he sold the slate to me cheaply.

I found out that it was dug out in an abandoned cave.

And I also sent someone to take a look on the spot, it was the mausoleum of an ancient strong man.

The cave has undergone tremendous changes a long time ago, coupled with the erosion of time, all protections have been abolished, and valuable things have been dug away.

It is indeed not a human arrangement, it was sent to us on purpose. "

Yu Ziqing nodded and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

If someone can deliver it directly to him, it proves that someone has already set their sights on Jin Lanshan, maybe they have set their sights on him.

"Well, there will be similar things in the future, try to charge as much as possible, don't be afraid to spend money.

A hundred losses, a thousand losses, as long as one has value, it is a blood profit.

It even said that the above information is valuable, so no matter how bad it is, you have to do it.

Do you understand? "

"Little one understands that where money should be spent, you have to spend it to your death." The profiteer and hungry ghost responded with a smile.

Of course he understood that Yu Ziqing had been worried that he was too much of a profiteer, and that he would risk his life for his money.

But those who can be profiteers, how can they not understand that the business that does not make money, in many cases, is the most important thing.

These things are also the foundation of profitable business.

Let the profiteers and hungry ghosts go away, Yu Ziqing is thinking about it by himself.

The stone slab, approximately equal to the stone wall, is a key introduction.

No matter whether someone sent this thing to him intentionally or not, he had to prepare it as if it was intentional.

He went to see the sacrificial text before, and read it twice, crying so hard.

If he got the slate about Wenjun, there is absolutely no way he would not read it.

As long as you look at it, it will probably lead to changes.

And if he doesn't look at it, he may be suspected of not calling himself.

Quite a bit of a dilemma.

Once there is an introduction, someone must open it.

After thinking about it, Yu Ziqing quietly went out.

It's better to be cautious.

Yu Ziqing hurried on from time to time, cutting his own trail, and went all the way south, quietly entering the mountains and abyss, and came to the edge of the cave.

Yu Ziqing sat on the edge of the burrow and threw down some fine wine from Da Duishun.

"Brother, try it, drink a little less of the fine wine that has gone through time."

In the darkness, next to the giant's eyes, there is a gem floating, and he is listening to Yugui and learning about the outside world with the giant.

Seeing the wine fall, the giant took a sip and immediately laughed.

"It smells a little familiar.

Guess what this little guy is throwing again this time.

He treats my place as a place to throw garbage.

However, it is quite appropriate, I have a lot of garbage here. "

Sure enough, the next moment, a black stone slab fell, and Yu Ziqing's voice floated down.

"Brother, there is something related to Wenjun, it should be the introduction of Wenjun's name being dug up again.

Moreover, that faceless guy might have already arrived.

I probably can't beat him, this guy is too insidious, and he hides information very well.

I was so scared, what if I was killed by Yin.

Just leave this thing to big brother. "

"Hahaha..." The giant laughed so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.

The gemstone on the side was also trembling slightly, as if it was laughing non-stop.

Scared?
Death laughing, there is no more daring guy than this guy.

As soon as the giant heard this, he knew that he was pushing a person who didn't have much sense of time into a hurry.

Anxious to come down in person to kill him.

Now this little guy is cheating.

The giant didn't care, he glanced at the gem.

"Your old opponent has come in person, do you want to kill him once?"

"Oh, that's right. Your current strength is really rubbish. If you go there, you will die."

"So is there anything you need to tell that little guy?"

"Okay, I'll tell him for you."

"Hey, how do you know that this little guy can't kill him completely? I don't think it's impossible."

"You just regained some consciousness. I'm afraid you don't know that the biggest change in these years was caused by him."

"I found an opportunity to beat the Heavenly Demon King and the Great King Jiu Nian, and he killed the Lord Earth Demon, cheated the Seven Yin King, and took away an arm of the Seven Yin King, can you do it?"

"No? No, what are you pushing here?"

Xiejun closed himself on the spot and said nothing more, the giant would not save face for him.

If you can slap him in the face on the spot, you will never spit in his face.

The black slate floated in front of the giant, and he could recognize the familiar words on it.

The giant sighed.

"This is history written with fate.

After so many years, the history is lost, the anchor is lost, it is too serious.

They have long seen what will happen in the distant future, and they have made preparations in advance, leaving behind a kindling.

I am indeed far inferior to them, but it is a pity that they are all dead, and a worthless creature like me is still alive.

Forget it, since there is a chance that I can meet and see, then it is up to me to light the fire. "

In the giant's eyes, brilliance suddenly lit up, illuminating the darkness.

On the black stone slab, the recorded past appeared in front of his eyes.

A man in a robe, with a gentle smile on his face, with his hands in his hands, seemed to be blooming with brilliance, with his head held high, walking in front, illuminating the way forward.

Wherever he passed, in the darkness, sparks were ignited and turned into torches, illuminating the surroundings.

Then more flames lit up, linking up bit by bit, allowing the flame to pass on forever.

So far, there is always light, illuminating the darkness.

This is the obsession with inheritance engraved into the blood of the human race.

It is guaranteed that when the brightest torch is slowly extinguished and disappears, there will always be new torches to continue to illuminate the road ahead and the darkness.

Whether it is blazing or weak, at least it can be guaranteed that it will never return to that dark age again.

Wenjun put his hands in his sleeves, and he opened his mouth to spit out, which was the first fire.

Even if he died, the fire would never go out again.

The giant saw the essence directly, he gathered the light in his eyes, and waited quietly.

The next moment, a smile appeared in his eyes.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a big mouth, grinning.

There is an inexplicable force that is actually trying to erase everything about Wen Jun.

……

A smile appeared on the corner of Tao Jiajie's mouth.

Finally waited, fishing caught.

He closed his eyes, using the descending part, as well as the main body standing on the edge of the emptiness cliff, to sense together.

The next moment, two huge cracks were torn apart in the void on the edge of the cliff. After the cracks were split, a pair of huge, cold and cold eyes appeared.

In the void, as if something was twisting, a big hand kept emerging.

But at the next moment, a bigger giant hand, invisible and formless, directly grabbed the giant hand that had chased Yu Ziqing, and squeezed it casually.

Then he saw that in the formless giant hand, the terrible power was compressed and solidified, and it collapsed continuously, like a big sun, suddenly ignited.

Then it collapsed in a very short period of time, and finally turned into nothingness.

The formless giant hand crossed the void and became smaller and smaller. When it finally reached the edge of the cliff, it was less than a foot long.

And the hand that is less than ten feet long is enough to hold the wig Baishuidan in the palm of the hand.

The body of Baishuidan with the wig was forcibly squeezed into a ball, which continued to collapse and shatter, and was forcibly annihilated.

Then it reappeared from nothing, continuing to complete the process of annihilation.

After being killed dozens of times in a row, the invisible giant hand dissipated.

During the whole process, the white haired wig did not scream or resist, but just endured it all quietly.

When the giant hand dissipated, those eyes looked at the right hand whose wig white water egg had turned into a dry bone, and let out a long sigh.

"It's disgusting enough."

His strength far exceeds that of Yu Ziqing by an unknown number of times.

Even if it was hard to take advantage of the opportunity, it directly locked its body.

Still can't kill this wig white water egg.

The real damage caused by killing him dozens of times is not as good as Yu Ziqing leading the way to beat him once.

The giant's eyes disappeared, and Baishuidan in the wig was still standing quietly on the edge of the cliff.

The big sleeve of his right arm cracked and part of it fell off. Originally, only one hand was a dry bone, but now, the scope of the dry bone has extended to the entire forearm.

He looked down at his arms and remained silent.

The damage caused last time has become his biggest weakness.

He didn't dare to move, and he didn't even put up a resistance, because he was afraid that the ruthless person would find out this biggest flaw.

As long as that person discovers this, that person will definitely kill him tens of thousands of times at all costs.

When did he grind him to death abruptly, and when did it end.

What a terrible guy, how can that guy be so strong.

Pure combat power is almost invincible.

Why isn't he dead yet, why isn't he dead yet!

Why did he live for so long and still not die.

Why can't I survive him.

The wig-haired Baishuidan had intense emotional fluctuations in his heart, and one face after another began to emerge on his clean and clean face, all of which were extremely hideous.

He was beaten by the guide, but he didn't break the defense.

But now he was like a little chicken, being pinched by someone and killing him dozens of times in one go.

This feeling of complete powerlessness directly broke his defense.

In the past, he was not afraid because of this kind of pure combat power, which couldn't kill him at all.

Now he is really scared, because he has a huge flaw, and there is really a slight possibility that he will be crushed to death by this pure force.

He wanted to stop there, continue to hide, and continue to wait.

Waiting for when to boil that monster to death.

But as soon as he saw his right hand, he didn't dare to wait anymore.

He was afraid that if he continued to wait, another monster would appear, which might really kill him completely.

One monster is fine, you can slowly kill that monster.

But if another monster appeared, he might not even have a chance to survive.

This is a catastrophe, which cannot be avoided, cannot be avoided, and can only be faced head-on.

The newcomer who might grow into a monster should be killed as soon as possible, completely killed.

Only in this way can we see if there is a chance to restore ourselves to perfection.

He didn't know how that ruthless man caught the ray of opportunity that was released.

But it doesn't matter anymore, that ruthless man does have this kind of ability.

He wants to search again.

……

Yu Ziqing sat on the edge of the cave, drinking tea and eating snacks, waiting quietly.

A moment later, a black shadow flew up from below and fell into Yu Ziqing's arms.

It was the black slate that Yu Ziqing dropped.

Yu Ziqing was slightly taken aback.

Eh?
what's the situation?
Can the things thrown down be thrown up again by the giant?

At this time, the giant's words sounded in his mind.

"Take it away, you don't have to worry now, if you read the records, you will encounter trouble.

Just watch it and find everything about Wenjun.

Get this thing out there and let everyone know.

His name and everything should not be buried. "

Yu Ziqing could tell that the giant was in a bad mood, so after saying this, he stopped talking to him.

Yu Ziqing was silent for a while, and began to read the content on the slate.

Just like the stone wall he encountered last time, as he began to examine the content, the source of the earth in his mind trembled slightly.

Everything around has changed.

It still starts with children.

A child is practicing Dharma.

A volume of the True Meaning Method, with various symbols recorded in a mess, Yu Ziqing didn't know those symbols.

As the child practiced, he realized that in the beginning, there were no such things as runes at all.

The point of the method is actually only the true meaning, and symbols are just things that carry the true meaning.

It's just that powerful qi refiners follow the symbols that are instinctively recorded when recording the true meaning classics.

Without their true meaning, those symbols are nothing and have no effect.

Most of the time, there is only one monk who teaches the newcomers step by step and uses his own strength to guide the newcomers to move on.

One with one is the most common situation.

True meaning classics are already great inventions.

Although the number is very small, and there are very few strong people who can be included in the true meaning classics, at least to a certain extent, they have got rid of the restriction of having to take one place and one place.

This gave the Qi Refiners the first chance to grow stronger.

However, from a very young age, children start to wonder why, this symbol means this way, and why another symbol also means this way.

Isn't there a unified symbol that can clearly express meaning?
Yes, very few, and those symbols are completely separated from the classics of true meaning.

Slowly, as he grew up, he didn't like fighting, but liked to study these things.

Because of his weak body and bones, he basically couldn't refine Qi, but he caught up with the good times and the road to refining gods opened.

He was born with a strong mind and soul, so strong that he was about to crush his frail body.

As he began to train the gods, he began to slowly gather his strength and began to feed back the body, at least the body would not be overwhelmed by the powerful spirit.

He never went to the front line to fight. In that era, he was an anomaly.

Called a coward.

He didn't care, he smiled all day long, put his hands in his hands, practiced his mind honestly, and studied what he was going to do with peace of mind.

When someone asked, he said that he wanted to find a fighting method suitable for cultivators.

A pure god cultivator, even if he is not strong enough to go to the front line, is still a burden, and will restrain the strength of his teammates because he is too weak.

He still keeps his hands in his hands all day long, and in the eyes of others, he is a bastard.

It's just that Yu Ziqing saw that he worked harder than anyone else. In order to develop a fighting method suitable for a cultivator, his soul had been injured dozens of times.

It's just that he was born with a strong soul and extraordinary talent, and he can recover by himself.

He used his ability to the extreme, and was injured almost all the time.

It was much more tragic than the injuries suffered by the people on the front line.

The pain of the soul is far from being comparable to the pain of the body, because it cannot be reduced or blocked.

It's just that many people don't understand it, because the way of refining gods has just been developed, and no one is familiar with it.

From the beginning of refining God to the seventh level, he has never fought with anyone.

Until one day, a team of tens of thousands of people on the opposite side bypassed the flanks and came to raid the rear.

Millions of mortals, right here.

However, there are only two thousand defenders here, and the strongest Qi refiner is only at the seventh rank.

No one knows how the enemy crossed the long front and made a surprise attack to the rear.

But at this moment, how it came is not important anymore.

With no way to retreat, he still walked out of the simple city with his hands in his hands and a smile on his face.

Everyone thought that he was finally brave once. At this moment, at least he didn't lose his blood. If he wanted to live and die with the people here, he had to die first.

However, I heard him smiling and looking at the tens of thousands of enemy troops, and his tone was sincere.

"Please back off, I don't like fighting very much."

Cheerful laughter resounded between the heaven and the earth, and the enemies were all amused.

Then, the person who had been very warm and smiling with everyone suddenly stopped smiling.

The others couldn't laugh anymore.

"If you don't go, then don't go."

A song that this bastard talked about every day, and hummed twice when he was free, was sung by him.

The usually soft ballad is full of murderous spirit at this moment.

He put his hands in his sleeves, and chanted along with his expressionless face.

The eyes of the enemy turned red, and their reason was drowned in the chanting.

Tens of thousands of enemies are killing each other like crazy.

No matter how brutal the sound of fighting was, it couldn't suppress his low-pitched chant.

When everything returned to calm, there was a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and everything was quiet.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, his eyes stared straight ahead, and he fell down straight.

Someone took him back and found that his soul was full of cracks, and he was on the verge of collapse.

At this time, no one knew how to treat such a serious spiritual injury.

I thought he was going to die, but unexpectedly, in just a few months, he recovered by himself.

There is still nothing in the mouth, humming the cheerful ballad.

Then, everyone knew that when he hummed this ballad, his soul would definitely be hurt.

He's really been doing things, not a jerk.

Like he said, he doesn't like to shoot, his hands are always in his sleeves.

He was still there when he was really needed.

He said his hands were for writing, not killing.

No one dared to laugh.

Because, the number of enemies who died under his mouth was more than ninety-nine percent of the soldiers.

The gods asked for his life by name, and even set a condition for his life, a territory of [-] miles.

Naturally, there is no such stupid deal on the human race.

With him, the Terran can get 300,000 Miles.

He still continues to study, not forgetting his original intention.

Time passed little by little, and slowly, the biggest flaw of the human race began to be exposed.

Life is too short.

Hundreds of years have passed, generations of people have died, and some people have died in battle accidentally.

Lost such things, began to appear.

It is no longer enough to just practice the method of true meaning.

The war began to fall into a disadvantage, and the land that was regained was taken away again.

The old generation died, and the new generation was brainwashed bit by bit, and returned to the gods.

In just a few generations, the previous efforts have been obliterated.

They started to rise from the bottom, however, now the gods have learned to start brainwashing from the most ordinary mortals, to oppose them and dig out their roots.

Blunt knives kill, slow but effective, because the gods can afford it, they can't afford it.

At the end of the war, the territory was constantly reduced.

He is also slowly getting old, and his hands are still in his sleeves.

At this time, there was another big battle, and he cursed three little gods to death by himself.

The king of gods, who had been robbed of part of the Tao, set new conditions.

As long as he dies, he will give the human race 1000 years of peace and no further suppression.

He went to talk, and in addition to the above conditions, he added another condition. From then on, the gods were not allowed to interfere in the affairs of all mortals except Qi refiners, and they were not allowed to kill mortals indiscriminately.

As a price, he can die.

If the gods refused to agree, he would fight desperately and use his life to pull all the gods who could be cursed to death to die.

The god didn't want to see the last trapped beast still fighting, so he agreed to this condition.

1000 years, for the gods, in the blink of an eye.

Their understanding of time is completely different from the human race's understanding of time.

And it was this deviation that brought about the Jedi's comeback.

He returned to the human race, finally took out his hand and picked up the pen.

He wrote down a symbol.

Later, some people called it runes, or words.

Without the need for true meaning, everyone can understand what is recorded.

Including the most ordinary ordinary people.

From today onwards, good fortune cannot hide its secrets, and ghosts cannot escape their forms.

Everyone can accurately use the most common words to record everything he wants to record.

This is the foundation of inheritance.

His spirit, this time, could no longer bear it and could not recover.

He ignited a raging flame, and his soul turned into light in the flames.

The original fire of inheritance was ignited.

Wherever his light shines, the swaying flames ignite fire after fire.

Imprint the thought into the blood, into the soul.

At this moment, he is called Wen Jun.

Because he knew that if he wanted to ignite the initial fire, he needed blood to pave the way.

So, using the last chance, I took the opportunity to make a fortune.

In exchange for 1000 years, there are also rules that prevent all mortals from being killed indiscriminately.

With the foundation and inheritance, the meaning of the 1000 years is completely different.

Of course, the gods at that time hadn't personally felt what the next 1000 years would represent.

At this point, the picture completely dissipated, and Yu Ziqing came back to his senses.

Wenjun still has his hand in his mind, with a gentle smile on his face.

A person, just standing there, smiling quietly, can stop several gods from taking a step.

He stopped laughing, and immediately made the opponent run away in a panic, for fear that if he ran too slowly, he would be cursed to death by this monster.

He looked at the last record on the slate.

In 1000 years, the method of the alchemist was recorded and disseminated, and the number began to blow out.

Mysteries and mystic techniques exploded, and spells began to spread among the cultivators.

After only a few hundred years, the gods became terrified. Not surprisingly, they would rather pay a huge price to break the contract.

However, it was too late.

The monk's pyramid-shaped structure has been constructed.

There are an extremely large number of low-level monks at the bottom, with sufficient numbers, to give birth to stronger ones.

And stronger ones beget stronger ones.

Exactly the same structure as today.

In the end, the world controlled by the gods was overturned.

Yu Ziqing looked at the stone slab, feeling a little dazed.

This time, he didn't encounter any obstacles, and he didn't have much power to try to erase his memory about Wen Jun.

Apparently the giant has overcome the initial wave of obstacles.

He put away the stone slab and arched his hands towards the bottom of the hole.

"Brother, I'm leaving first, I will pass this thing on."

Yu Ziqing quietly left the mountains and abyss, and returned to the health club.

He looked inside the empty clubhouse and asked casually.

"No one is looking for me these days?"

"No." The figure of the gatekeeper Hungry Ghost appeared silently from the side.

Obviously it appeared so abruptly in his perception, but Yu Ziqing didn't feel the abruptness, instead he felt that everything was normal.

The presence of this guy is getting lower and lower.

Especially his strange and evil-looking attire, but it doesn't make people feel abrupt, and the contradictory feeling makes him very uncomfortable.

Yu Ziqing took out the slate and handed it to the gatekeeper Hungry Ghost.

"There is something that someone else will handle, and I am not at ease.

I think it's the most reliable if only you do it, so you just go out, no problem, right? "

Yu Ziqing coaxed the hungry ghost to go out more and not communicate with others, so he should see more and see more.

The doorkeeper Hungry Ghost hesitated, but still complied.

"no problem."

"You send this stone slab to Lihuoyuan, Wen Lingyou, and say that we just bought it here.

Then I couldn't understand the method recorded above, so I asked him to decipher it, and the stone slab could be given to Lihuoyuan.

After I come back, I will find a way to give you a good-looking face. "

Hearing this, the hungry ghost who didn't want to go out was shocked immediately, holding the slate, and disappeared from Yu Ziqing's perception in an instant.

Yu Ziqing deliberately sensed it, only to vaguely realize that the hungry ghost of the gatekeeper passed through the formation and left.

There was no reaction to that ghost formation.

It's really getting more and more extreme, his sense of presence is so low that even the low-level formations can't detect his existence.

The gatekeeper Hungry Ghost is reluctant to go out, but when necessary, he doesn't resist too much.

He carried the slate and walked all the way. When he passed by the town of Busch, he saw a flying boat.

He climbed up, and no one noticed his presence.

After taking the flying boat and flying near the capital of Dali, he went straight to Lihuoyuan.

Following a student from the Lihuo Academy, he took advantage of the opening of the formation and entered it.

A mirror on the gate of Lihuoyuan flickered slightly, and a fleeting figure was faintly printed, but it was too fast to react, and disappeared.

The head of the guarding courtyard opened his eyes and checked for a long time, but found nothing.

He frowned slightly, and came to Wen Lingyou's residence.

When he arrived at the place, his heart jumped slightly, and he felt someone glanced at him.

He looked around, thought of what happened just now, closed his eyes with his hands pinching the Seal.

In an instant, he felt that someone was standing not far from him, looking at him.

Opening his eyes, he saw a hungry ghost with weird hair, face, and clothes, standing there holding a black slate, and asked politely.

"Is this the residence of Senior Wen Lingyou? I'm here to deliver something to Lihuoyuan."

The chief guardian frowned slightly.

"Here it is, how did you get in?"

"Ah, I came in directly. No one paid any attention to me. My lord asked me to send something."

"Just give it to me."

"No, my lord said, if you want to give it to Wen Lingyou, are you Wen Lingyou?"

The head of the guardian courtyard sighed secretly, laughing at himself secretly, what is he competing with a hungry ghost.

"Come with me."

He brought the hungry ghost into Wen Lingyou's yard, and after a while, Wen Lingyou came back.

The doorkeeper Hungry Ghost repeated what he had said, then gave a polite salute, turned around and left.

After taking three steps, it completely disappeared from the perception of the two of them.

The head of the guardian courtyard frowned slightly. If he didn't deliberately sense it, he really couldn't find this weird hungry ghost.

"Don't worry about him, most hungry ghosts are insane and have deep obsessions.

He didn't mean any harm, he just didn't know everything well. "

"No, I just think that there seem to be more and more weird guys among the hungry ghosts, so don't you really care?"

"What's the use of caring?"

"..."

Wen Lingyou looked at the stone slab, trying to decipher the words on it, his face became more serious the more he looked at it.

……

A month later, Yu Ziqing received a summons from Lihuoyuan.

He deciphered the things recorded on the slate and gave him a copy.

After seeking his opinion, he announced to the world that he had discovered the stone tablet recording Wenjun.

Obviously this is to compare Langya Yuan by the way.

Tao Jia Festival, who has been waiting for news, has waited for this kind of news.

Immediately, he used Baishuidan's channel and Dow's channel to start reverse tracking.

There is no difficulty, and the trace is clear, where the stone slab was first discovered, and whose hands it passed through.

It was even found out that the shops in Busch Town had also been sold.

But this news is useless.

Because Langya Court came out at the first time and said that they knew Wen Jun's name earlier, and that sacrificial oration was written by Wen Jun.

As secrets are unearthed, more and more come out.

That stone slab was actually not the original discovery at all.

The messy information was mixed up, and Tao Jiajie couldn't tell which one was the original introduction.

Because, the giant's overbearing suppression, he didn't even know which one the introduction was.

After fishing for a long time, nothing was confirmed, and he was killed dozens of times.

However, he didn't have much success here, but Dow got him some information.

Anything related to hungry ghosts is basically related to Jinlan Mountain.

And in Jinlan Mountain, there is a confirmed person named Qing Ziyu who is practicing the Hungry Ghost Path while still training his body.

As for whether there are other people, I am not sure, Jin Lanshan has always been mysterious.

At least for now, the direction he is looking for is not wrong.

He entered Dali all the way to Busch Town.

In the name of detoxification, I came to the health club.

"Excuse me, senior. We are not at home these days. It may take a few days before we come back. If you are not in a hurry, senior, you can come back in a few days."

Of course Tao Jiajie knew this, he came only to meet that Qing Ziyu.

He was serving tea here when he saw Yu Ziqing coming out from the back building.

With a ninth-level powerhouse coming, Yu Ziqing had to save face and come out to meet the guests.

"Junior Qing Ziyu, I don't know what to call senior?"

Tao Jiajie looked at Yu Ziqing with a smile on his lips.

"Dow's Tao Jia Festival."

　Around seven o'clock, the code reached [-], and it might be almost eight o'clock when it reached [-].

　　
　
(End of this chapter)