dead body search

Chapter 499 Returning to the Immortal Grass Bowl

world of dust.

Sichang Island.

Under Qinglong Peak.

There is a cracked ground, going down along the cracked ground, this is a neat stone road, the stone road leads to the depths of the ground.

In the stone chamber deep underground, there are three shrines buried.The place is dim, damp and cold, and the only source of light is the lavender light emanating from the shrine.

In each shrine sits three statues.

They are not clay sculptures and wood sculptures, but three purple gold corpse emperors with powerful aura.

At this time, a tall puppet figure stood outside the shrine. Although it was a wooden figure, it had strange and sharp eyes.

Facing the three Zijin Corpse Emperors, his gaze seemed pensive and hesitant.

The easiest way to gain tyrannical combat power in a short period of time is to refine these three purple gold corpse emperors.

However, the enemy I am facing is the Yuanying Patriarch of Tianqingmen. Those old guys are proficient in exorcising corpses. Maybe they can make these three corpses turn against each other when they are about to fight.

At that time, it may cause huge trouble for yourself.

Do not!
These three Zijin Corpse Emperors still have to be brought, not to deal with Yin Xuan but to prevent Zi Tong, that woman is not a cheap lamp, if she doesn't have a trump card to guard against her, I'm afraid she won't even know how she died.

Think about this.

The tall puppet's eyes flickered, and then disappeared in a teleport.

outside world.

Wang Xianpo.

Alchemy room.

Wearing a mask, Hou Dongsheng waited quietly in the yard outside the alchemy room.

three years ago.

A mysterious alchemist came to Wangxianpo. As an alchemist, she always appears mysteriously and disappears mysteriously. She always refines pills with a veil and never reveals her identity.

Ordinary disciples in the qi refining period dare not ask her about her identity, they only know that she is a senior expert of the school, and the head of the school, Liu Heng, respects her very much, so ordinary disciples call her the Hall Master of Dantang Liu.

Hallmaster Liu's level of alchemy is extremely high, and the success rate of building foundation pills has almost reached a certain level. It is rumored that Hallmaster Liu can also refine third-order pills, and he is the alchemy master of Xuanyangzong.

Wearing a mask, Hou Dongsheng quietly waited for Hallmaster Liu to finish refining the elixir, and the two met in the small courtyard.

At this time, there was no one in the courtyard, and Hou Dongsheng took off his mask.

"Is there something wrong with your husband?" Yue Ningshuang asked.

This alchemy master of Xuanyang Sect is none other than Yue Ningshuang, the founder of their sect.

Hou Dongsheng showed hesitation, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Ningshuang, I came to you this time mainly to ask about the condition of that flute."

"The flute for controlling the corpse?" Yue Ningshuang asked.

Hou Dongsheng nodded.

"Why did my husband suddenly ask this?" Yue Ningshuang asked with a slight frown.

"Although we are stable now, but strong enemies look around, we need to control some powerful cards." Hou Dongsheng didn't say too much, after all, it's meaningless to say too much.

After a moment of silence, Yue Lingshuang said: "I haven't refined the bone flute yet."

"Why hasn't it been refined for such a long time? Is it because of insufficient cultivation?" Hou Dongsheng asked.

Yue Ningshuang flipped her hand and took out the fourth-order magic weapon to control the bone flute.

"If you don't mention it, I will never forget it." Yue Ningshuang sighed.

Yue Ningshuang stroked the bone flute and said: "It's not that I don't have enough cultivation, but I don't know how to use it. This thing is the highest secret of my Xuanyue family. Now that the family is destroyed, the method of how to use it will naturally disappear."

Hou Dongsheng took the bone flute and asked, "Is it feasible to refine it with great mana?"

Yue Ningshuang shook her head: "It should not be possible, this flute will break."

"Forget it then." Hou Dongsheng turned and left.

"Husband, what are you hiding from me?" Yue Ningshuang asked.

"No." Hou Dongsheng shook his head, put on his mask and turned to leave.

Divine Sword Gate.

Meng family.

Hou Dongsheng, wearing an iron mask, walked into a small courtyard alone.

The graceful girl Meng Qin in plain clothes had been waiting there for a long time.When she saw Hou Dongsheng, she was surprised and delighted: "Why are you here again? It will be dangerous."

"Don't worry, I'm not here to make trouble." Hou Dongsheng said with a smile.He walked towards Miss Meng Qin and gently held her hand.The two looked at each other and smiled, and that smile was full of the affectionate reunion after a long absence and the concubine's love.

"Where's your mother?" Hou Dongsheng asked.

"You, dead man, ask my mother as soon as you come,

Do you still have a conscience? "Meng Qin's face was livid with anger.

Seeing that his daughter was angry, Hou Dongsheng quickly explained: "I just asked casually."

"Hmph! You'd better be honest with me, don't think about eating two bowls with one chopstick, or... hum..." Meng Qin sneered a few times, expressing his warning to Hou Dongsheng.

"Hehe, don't worry, how could I do anything to hurt Qin Qin?" Hou Dongsheng gently stroked Meng Qin's hair.

After some tenderness, Hou Dongsheng still got the news he wanted.

"So your mother has retreated and started attacking Yuanying?" Hou Dongsheng asked.

"That's right." Miss Meng Qin nodded and said, "But this time it's a secret attack, no one knows about it."

"Where is the ancestor Zitong? Does she know?" Hou Dongsheng continued to ask.

"Zitong is my master, not my mother's." Meng Qin gave Hou Dongsheng a white look.

"Then do you know what Zitong is doing now?" Hou Dongsheng continued to ask.

"Master's whereabouts have always been very mysterious, but she told me that she wants to close the concept of life and death so that no one in the sect can disturb her."

Close life and death...

There is no major event that cannot be disturbed in retreat.

Closing life and death is a huge matter, and it cannot be disturbed.

Either Zitong is really comprehending Taoism, and the critical moment has come, or she has gone out and will not be back in a short time.

For a sect, the late Yuanying ancestor is a strategic force. Even if he really goes out, he will declare to the outside world that he is closed to life and death.

If Zitong didn't lie, then Yuan Lingzi should have taken Yinxuan, Zitong, Tianjiao and other late Yuanying monks to other continents.

In other words, the Northern Continent is extremely empty now, and he just happened to overturn the Tianqing Gate and obtain the other half of the Riyu Holy City.

After obtaining the Holy City of Jin Zun, he can also obtain the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, and possess the power of the late stage of transforming gods.

Although facing Yuan Lingzi, he may still be too immature, but at least he already has a desperate card.

How much can make Yuan Lingzi a little jealous.

Of course, it's best not to mess with old monsters like Yuan Lingzi, but Hou Dongsheng can't do it if he wants to.

Zitong knew Hou Dongsheng's identity, if Hou Dongsheng didn't help Zitong explore the secrets and return to the ruins, it would be very easy for this woman to turn her face, all she had to do was file a complaint.

It's just that Zitong didn't know Hou Dongsheng's confidence, and he didn't dare to threaten him.

Hou Dongsheng nodded: "Okay, I see, thank you... Fortunately, I have your help, otherwise I would know nothing about the situation of Shenjianmen." He smiled slightly at Miss Meng Qin, their eyes met, It was a deep understanding and trust.

They continued chatting and did not leave separately until late at night.

……

After half a month...

Azure Gate.

Fangshi.

A millennium-old fairy grass bowl.

In the hall of the fairy grass bowl, there was a diner in Tsing Yi, sitting alone at a table.

A large stone bowl was boiled on the table, and there were several dishes of small dishes. There was a burst of fragrance from the stone bowl, which made people feel refreshed and appetite greatly increased.

This table is filled with top-notch ingredients, at least hundreds of spirit stones, and the diner in Tsing Yi also has a daunting foundation-building cultivation.

The diner in Tsing Yi holds a chopstick and puts a piece of straw mushroom into his mouth.

"Hmm..." He snorted softly, nodded in satisfaction, "It tastes good!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out to several other dishes.

Every time he picks up a dish, he will praise it, as if tasting some peerless delicacy.

The diner in Tsing Yi is naturally Hou Dongsheng. Although the food taste of the fairy grass bowl is good, but the memories of the past are the real endless aftertaste.

Sudden.

A burly monk walked into the hall and sat across from Hou Dongsheng's table.

This person is none other than Mao Jiugang, the master craftsman of Tianqing Gate.

Mao Jiugang looked at Hou Dongsheng, with a hint of anxiety on his face, and said in a low voice: "You shouldn't come, Tianqingmen is looking for you."

"Why do you have to be so sad when you meet an old friend, let's have a drink first." Hou Dongsheng grinned, with a look of disdain.

Mao Jiugang sighed, "It's futile for you to do this, you can't escape."

Hou Dongsheng smiled lightly, "Brother Mao is too famous, I won't throw myself into the trap, I just came here for a drink."

After the two had a few drinks, Hou Dongsheng suddenly changed the subject, "Brother Mao, would you like to go to Xuanyangzong?"

Mao Jiugang fell into deep thought, "What are you going to do?"

Hou Dongsheng's eyes were deep, "Go and help me refine the weapon."

Mao Jiugang shook his head: "Brother Hou, you are not authentic. Now that you are in danger, you still want to drag me into the water?"

"Brother Mao, who said I can't protect myself?" Hou Dongsheng laughed.

"Isn't it? You thought you could leave today?" Mao Jiugang asked.

"Brother Mao, just don't worry, after today, I won't be wanted by Tianqingmen. We haven't seen each other for a long time, let's have a drink." Hou Dongsheng patted Mao Jiugang on the shoulder and said.

"Really?" Mao Jiugang looked incredulous.

Hou Dongsheng nodded.

"Who are you looking for?" Mao Jiugang asked in a low voice.

"Yin Xuan." Hou Dongsheng replied.

"Patriarch Yinxuan?"

"Hmm... is this relationship hard?" Hou Dongsheng nodded.

"Tough! Your relationship is really tough."

"You must, drink." Hou Dongsheng smiled.

Mao Jiu followed suit with a smile: "You boy, it's fine, you are indeed my brother, and you are promising... If that's the case, let's have a good drink."

Hou Dongsheng also laughed.

The two were drinking and chatting like this, and soon a monk in white came uninvited.

The white-clothed monks of any sect are disciples of the Law Enforcing Hall.

These monks came one after another, and they persuaded others to leave. At this time, there was a tense atmosphere in the hall.

After drinking for three rounds, Mao Jiugang lost his sense of the outside world, and he couldn't feel the suffocating tension at all.

Hou Dongsheng put down his wine glass and sighed, "Brother Mao, it's almost time, you can go first."

"What? I just started drinking, and I haven't had enough." Mao Jiugang waved his hand.

"Brother Mao, when we meet, there must be parting. You see, it's extremely rare for us to see you today. Let's talk again when we have a chance."

"This..." Mao Jiugang was about to refute, but found that the surrounding atmosphere was not right.

The white-clothed disciples were indistinct, and a tense atmosphere pervaded everywhere.

Mao Jiugang was sober, he was more than half sober from the wine!

Brother Hou said that he had already negotiated with the ancestor Yinxuan, but he was afraid that he was deceiving himself.

"Uh... well then, Brother Hou, you can do it yourself." Mao Jiugang nodded in agreement, then stood up and walked out the door.

As soon as Mao Jiu went out, he saw a gloomy scene in the middle of the market.

Numerous Qi Refining Stage disciples wearing Law Enforcement Hall costumes stood at the entrance of the restaurant.

What awaited them seemed an inevitable duel.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the disciples of Law Enforcing Hall shrank back and gave way to a passage.

A tall, middle-aged man walked along this passage.

Mao Jiugang recognized this person, and it was Daokui, the chief elder of the Law Enforcement Hall of Tianqing Gate.

Daokui stepped into the fairy grass wave bowl alone, and saw Hou Dongsheng sitting alone, drinking fine wine and eating side dishes, looking very relaxed and comfortable.

At this time, Hou Dongsheng was not hiding his cultivation, his cultivation at the early stage of Jindan was fully revealed.

In less than a hundred years, this child's cultivation base has been cultivated to this day, which is indeed formidable for future generations.

Dao Kui nodded with admiration, then walked straight to Hou Dongsheng and sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it down.

It's easy to talk after drinking!
"Hou Daoyou, you are a monk of my Tianqing sect, why did you choose to leave the sect?" Daokui Daoist took the lead.

"Hehe..." Hou Dongsheng smiled faintly, but did not answer.

"Fellow Hou Daoist, if you return to our sect today, you will show your heart to the sun and the moon. The old man understands that as long as you explain the whereabouts of the two rebels of the Xuanyue family, or hand over the three purple gold corpse emperors, all grievances between you and our sect will be cancelled. The Law Enforcement Hall will never embarrass you." Dao Kui said sincerely.

Hou Dongsheng drank the wine in the glass silently, put down the wine glass and said slowly: "It is impossible for me to tell the whereabouts of Shuang'er and Xue'er. You can give up this kind of heart, but it is not appropriate to solve it in the spirit of enemies." In conclusion, it’s okay to give away the three purple-gold corpse emperors, they are of no use to me.”

Hearing that Hou Dongsheng was willing to hand over the Zijin Corpse Emperor, Master Daokui was overjoyed.

The reason why Tianqingmen wants to arrest the two sisters of the Xuanyue family is not because of Zijin Corpse Emperor. Now that Hou Dongsheng is willing to hand them over, naturally all the problems can be solved.

"Hou Daoyou...You really know the current affairs. You are worthy of being a hero in the world. I would like to offer you a glass." Daokui filled a glass of wine and handed it to Hou Dongsheng with both hands.

Looking at the glass of water and wine, Hou Dongsheng smiled contemptuously: "The three Si Zijin Corpse Emperors each have the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage. If you want to trade these treasures, you Tianqingmen must find someone who has weight." Come talk to me."

"Hehe...weight? Who does Hou Daoyou think is worthy to talk to you?" Daokui's voice became colder, and his chest was full of anger.

After all, no one wants to be looked down upon by others, let alone Hu Dongsheng in front of him, a hundred years ago, he was just a minor qi refiner, and he could be pinched to death with a single finger.

"At least find an ancestor Yuanying to talk to me about." Hou Dongsheng said calmly.

"Hahahaha..." Daokui Daoist laughed loudly: "You Daoyou, you are only a mere Jindan early-stage cultivation base, but you want to negotiate terms with the Yuanying ancestor of our sect. In order to be unqualified, it is important for a person to have self-knowledge, and I hope fellow Taoists must not make mistakes."

"By the way... fellow daoist may have misunderstood, our sect never intends to make a deal with fellow daoist, the three purple-gold corpse emperors were originally belonging to my Tianqing sect, and you handed them over to us to return them to their original owners, so what's the deal? Dao Kui said with sharp eyes.

"So there's nothing to talk about?" Hou Dongsheng asked with his eyes narrowed.

"Hahahaha... What? You still want to do something? This is the inner gate of the Tianqingmen. Do you know how many ancestors of Yuanying are there? Do you dare to try?" Daokui sneered again and again, and his momentum suddenly rose. There is actually a half-step Nascent Soul Realm.

Dao Kui, who thought he had the upper hand, suddenly felt an unspeakable palpitation!
It's murder!
It's a real killing intent!
boom!
Hou Dongsheng just slapped cleanly. At such a close distance, the body-refining cultivator at the Golden Core stage was caught off guard by a slap.

It can't be stopped at all, and it's impossible to stop it.

If it weren't for Dao Kui Dao Kui himself being a half-step Nascent Soul and having an extremely strong physical body, I'm afraid that this palm would have killed him.

The surging force weighed heavily on his body, Daokui fell deeply into the ground, smoke and dust rose all around, and the wooden building made an unacceptable creaking sound.

Hou Dongsheng flew over Daokui's head as if teleported.

I saw a terrifying scorching sun suddenly appearing behind Hou Dongsheng, from which immense power gushed out, turning into destructive energy.

Hou Dongsheng bombarded him with a punch, and the void was shattered, and the terrifying energy directly enveloped Daokui Daokui.

"The first form of Taihao Divine Fist, the sunset sky!"

Daokui Daokui believed himself to be superior in strength, and he was in the heart of Tianqingmen. Unexpectedly, the little qi refining cultivator a hundred years ago was so powerful. Before he could react, he fell silent, and life leaked out from his fingers.

Tianqing Gate Law Enforcement Hall.

Three hundred disciples in white clothes stood neatly outside the inn. Their faces were stern, their eyes were firm, and there was a murderous aura around them.

Dao Kui, the chief elder of the law enforcement hall, went to the meeting alone, and just a moment after he entered, he heard a muffled sound, and the whole inn trembled, as if it was about to be torn apart.

Everyone had no time to react,

Suddenly.

A round of dazzling sun appeared out of thin air, bursting out endless light and heat.

The white-clothed disciples heard thunder roaring in their ears, and they all covered their eyes in unison.

Then a powerful energy erupted rumblingly in the middle of the inn, as if the sunset had set, the space was shattered, dust was flying, and a large amount of debris, wood boards and dust were flying all over the sky
It was an unprecedented force, this force could almost suffocate them, eardrums began to buzz, severe pain hit, and many people fell to the ground.Some white-clothed disciples with relatively shallow cultivation levels even fell unconscious on the ground.

The century-old store in Tianqingmenfang City was destroyed after all, and it was destroyed by Hou Dongsheng's punch.

Of course, the life of Dao Kui, the chief elder of the law enforcement hall, also disappeared along with this century-old shop.

(End of this chapter)