natural fairy species

Chapter 61
"Senior Brother Bai, you don't necessarily need to be poisoned yourself. Just the day before Junior Brother Kuang was poisoned, I happened to meet you, a servant disciple, and traded a bottle of Wind Breath Snake Venom with him."

Seeing Junior Brother Kuang's body trembling, Quan Guanzhong signaled that his eyes remained silent, and cursed inwardly as useless.

Thinking of Senior Brother Xiong's instructions, the legacy of my ancestors is getting thinner with use, and my future is uncertain, so I can only go to battle in person.

He glanced at it, and Quan Guanzhong immediately pointed at Su Lie when Mo Changfei sent someone to tell him that he was a middle-aged handyman disciple whom he had bought.

"A bottle of wind-breathing snake venom is at least ten spirit stones. Excuse me, Senior Brother Bai, will the handyman disciple spend so many spirit stones on an item that is completely useless to him?"

Bai Zichen's heart was shocked, and he even bought the disciple who was a handyman.

He looked at Su Lie, who had always been calm and orderly, and was a little panicked, and stayed where he was in astonishment.

"No, Elder Ma, I have never bought wind breath snake venom!"

Su Lie hit the ground with his head, bang bang, blood flowed out after a few hits, his expression did not seem to be fake.

Bai Zichen's complexion was difficult to understand. Originally, he thought that his spiritual consciousness was often scattered on weekdays, and even if the two handyman disciples made small moves, they would not be able to hide it from him.

But if Su Lie was really bought by someone and received the so-called wind-breathing snake venom, then he would be completely speechless.

"No, if Su Lie has already betrayed the lord, he shouldn't be in this mood at this time, just pretend that he can't stand the threat and drag me into the water...Even acting is too much!"

Bai Zichen was a little confused for a moment, unable to figure out what tricks the opponent who planted and framed him was hiding.

"Bai Zichen, what else do you have to defend?"

Ma Ming raised his squinting eyes, staring at him coldly, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake, his whole body turned cold.

"I heard that there is a soul-searching spell in the sect. Why don't Elder Ma try it and know whether Su Lie is lying or not."

Bai Zichen suddenly thought of the spell of asking the heart and telling the truth mentioned in the classics, which is also a self-certification method.

"The heart-questioning spell can only be performed by the two Alchemy Ancestors. Searching for souls... the recipients are always stupid, and our Qingfeng sect is not a magic sect. How can we cast such insidious spells on disciples in our sect."

Ma Ming squinted, consciously seeing through Bai Zichen's thoughts.

"But don't think that you can escape punishment without similar spells. The meerkat and snake-like monsters I raise are natural enemies, and the wind-breathing snake venom is great for it. As long as you have been in contact with it recently, you can't escape Its sense of smell!"

Ma Ming shook the spirit beast bag at his waist, and a spirit beast the size of a house cat emerged, with a long body, long tail, and a pointed head.

With a stretch of short limbs, he jumped onto Ma Ming's shoulders and greeted his master affectionately.

"Go, find out who has the smell of wind-breathing snake venom!"

Listening to the mongoose got a spiritual fruit given by the owner, jumped forward, ran around Su Lie twice, shook his head in doubt, and ran towards Peng Jinhu again.

He didn't smell his favorite wind-breathing snake venom for a long time, listened to the ground mongoose and jumped to Bai Zichen's side, but also got nothing.

After sniffing twice, the mongoose simply gave up the target guided by its master, jumped onto Junior Brother Kuang and Quan Guanzhong in a blink of an eye, and let out a sharp squeaking sound.

"Uncle Ma, it seems that your spirit beast didn't find the wind-breathing snake venom at my place, but smelled it at the informant's side. This junior Kuang smells like snake venom because of poisoning, it's justified. Junior brother Quan, I bought a bottle The person who breathes the poison of the wind and the snake is yourself!"

The dramatic change in the situation on the field made Bai Zichen smile easily.

No matter what mistakes were made by those who plotted against him secretly, which led to this result, but it was obvious that Quan Guanzhong had trapped himself in it.

"Impossible...how could this be..."

Quan Guanzhong was stunned, it was normal for him to be contaminated with the wind-breathing snake venom, the bottle that Junior Brother Kuang took was brought by Mo Changfeng and handed over by him.

But according to what Li Mo Changfeng said, a whole bottle of wind breath snake venom was buried in the yard, and the mongoose should have discovered it long ago.

Unless, what Mo Changfei said was all false!

He didn't bribe the handyman disciples at all, he didn't bury the evidence of snake venom at all, everything was a lie fabricated by Mo Changfei, and he foolishly believed it and fell into it.

Why are you trying to frame me?Isn't Bai Zichen the object of his hostility?With Mo Changfei's character, how could he design to make me fall into the pit?
Quan Guanzhong's mind went blank, and he wanted to open his mouth to explain a few words, but found that he didn't know where to start.

"Damn things!"

Ma Ming's face was ashen, and he poisoned his fellow disciples. He thought that he had a real hammer for such a horrible thing.

Looking at it now, it was simply a clumsy planting, the kind full of loopholes.

It was a waste of face to run for nothing, Ma Ming had already remembered these three outer disciples in his heart, and he would leave if he caught his spirit beast.

"Uncle Ma, it seems that it's not me who poisoned others, but these two people trying to frame me... I don't know what kind of crime is it in the sect to falsely accuse an inner sect disciple?"

Bai Zichen would not let these outer disciples go easily, even if they were just pawns in the open.

It's easiest to use words to control Ma Ming and deal with it with the hands of the Law Enforcement Hall, and it's also disgusting to this elder who established the foundation.

"False accusers, you will be convicted of crimes against you, and you will be accused of poisoning, then you will be accused of poisoning them! The specific punishment will need to be discussed in my law enforcement hall!"

Ma Ming threw out a rope magic weapon, which was good at windward, trapped the three of them in a string, and Yu Guang left.

In the distance, the three begging for mercy can still be heard.

"Who the hell is plotting against me? He stopped at the last step, and instead blew a few people in the crown..."

The relaxed expression on Bai Zichen's face receded, it felt very uncomfortable to be secretly hiding from an enemy.

"It's still not enough cultivation. If I have become a true disciple, I just cut off other people's thoughts, and no one will attack me."

In the past few days, from the chaos in the market to today's people coming to plant and frame him, Bai Zichen has already clearly understood that Qingfengmen is not as good as the outside rumors say.

There is also intrigue, and there is also darkness and filth.

"And, as the competition becomes more intense in the future, I'm afraid there will be no shortage of covert methods!"

For the quota of true disciples, the eligibility of the master to accept apprentices that everyone guessed, and even the opportunity for foundation building in the future, new competitors will emerge every time.

Bai Zichen pulled Su Lie and Peng Jinhu over, and persuaded them gently and kindly, so that they don't have to be frightened by today's accident.

Do things well and keep your door open.

After making all these arrangements, Bai Zichen returned to the practice room, took a Qi-tonifying pill, and continued the process of refining spiritual energy.

What happened today gave him a great sense of urgency.

"It's no wonder that the clan has seldom sent disciples to Qingfeng sect these years. I still have the status of an inner sect disciple... If a handyman or an outer sect joins the sect, life will be more difficult, and the phenomenon of ostracism is probably more serious."

Although the Bai family had some internal struggles, they were far inferior to the swords and swords of the Qingfengmen.

"Until the late stage of Qi refining, I will never leave the level!"

Bai Zichen set a small goal, and as the medicine dissipated, he quietly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)