dejected fairy

Chapter 190 Fake Can't Be True?
"The hometown of Qishan Sect, the old house of Xuyan Bell."

Holding the little Void Flame Bell in his hand, feeling the tremors on it, Chen Yuan felt a mighty torrential aura covering the entire island, with murderous intentions hidden everywhere!
"The big formation covers the island! This formation is related to the Banner Mountain Sect, and it is even more related to the Void Flame Clock! Moreover, this formation has the ability to mark outsiders, and it is actually similar to the methods used by the gods in Shenzang to inspect the gods."

Squeezing the Yin Jue with his hands, avoiding the invasion of the big formation, and touching the breeze on the island, a scene of mountains slowly emerged in his mind.

Among the continuous mountains, in a mountain stream.

Clear springs and deep pits contain mysterious wonders.

"It's the picture rubbing in the magic treasure, maybe it's related to the Qishan ruins, the relics, and the black abyss of the myriad worlds that the population of Fox Road..."

The essence of the Void Flame Clock is a Void Flame Clock that degenerates after being damaged.

The Void Flame Bell is of a very high grade, and it also involves the mystery of the Heavenly Demon. It seals the Heavenly Demon's real fire, and even if it is placed in the Hollow Realm, it is also a precious treasure.If it wasn't for the special environment of the Xuwang Palace and the "assistance" of the Heavenly Demon, it would have been difficult for Chen Yuan's real state at that time to truly refine it.

He tried to follow the connection to find the clear spring in the mountain stream.

Jingle bells - jingle bells - jingle bells -

The bell rang softly, and he vaguely grasped a little vein, followed the vein with his eyes, and looked towards the depths of the continuous high mountains, where the clouds and mists were thick, but the next moment, a gust of wind blew, and the vein dissipated.

"After all, it has not been completely refined before it can be felt. It is more like returning to the homeland, the information leaked by a flash of inspiration, so it is vague and illusory. But if you can follow the vine, not only may you be able to find the legacy of Qishan , if we seize the time and rhythm of the past, we may be able to further refine this clock, and even repair the damage to the clock body! Let this treasure regain its former power!"

thinking about...

suddenly!

A memory welled up from the bottom of his heart, but it was a ruin in the middle of a mountain, and a figure sitting cross-legged could be vaguely seen.

"This is... the scene I saw when I used the spirit of the fairy. Feeling touched by the scene? On a whim? Yes, if the severed finger is regarded as a magic weapon, is it the same as today, pointing to the owner of the severed finger? It refers to the origin of the immortal, so is that figure an immortal corpse? Then where should this corpse be? Which mountain is this ruin in?"

Thinking of this, he calmed down, his mind became a knife, and he cut off his thoughts at once.

"Although it may point to the immortal corpse, there is a high probability that it is an illusion that infects the soul. If you think too deeply, if you fall into it, your heart will be infected!"

"coming!"

At this time, Zhang Zhuang and Ma Yuanzhong spoke in unison.

Chen Yuan restrained his thoughts, looked forward, and saw a group of scholars walking towards him. The leader was tall and straight, followed by a half-grown girl.

"Let me introduce to my uncle." Ma Yuanzhong pointed to the person who came, "my second senior brother Lin Xiangjuan walked over, and next to me was junior sister Jingxuan. Senior brother Lin is one of the few seeds of cultivation in my Xingzhai generation. The realm of fake pills with grandeur in his chest and qi circulating in the sky! Master said that he is expected to condense real pills within 30 years! Junior sister Jingxuan is not ordinary, she has reached the peak of Qi transformation in less than a hundred years of practice, and there is hope for fake pills!"

Chen Yuan nodded, and said, "That's right, the Qishan lineage has successors."

Ma Yuanzhong felt a little weird when he heard it.

Lin Xiangjuan has arrived.

"This is Senior Chen?" He saluted Chen Yuan first, and then asked, "Which one of my eight sects does senior belong to? I can also inform the General League."

Zhang Zhuang said first: "Uncle Master Chen is my elder in Mingxia Valley. He was once the guide of Zhenjun Shanxia. He was also separated from the sect on the migration road. Because of another adventure, he has been cultivating until now and has just returned."

At the time of the great migration, all parties were extremely chaotic. It can be said that there are many cases where disciples of this kind of sect were separated. Because many files were lost, even the roster of disciples of the sect was incomplete.Coupled with the fact that many people lost their witnesses during their fall, it can be described as a mess.

"The guide of Zhenjun Fanxia?"

When Lin Xiangjuan heard it, his eyes widened, his pupils trembled, and there was a lot of panic, but he immediately suppressed it and said to Zhang Zhuang: "The name of the real monarch is taboo, don't mention it lightly!"

The head of the Red Blood Sect and Zhenjun Fanxia are the current face figures of the Eight Sects, and they are also one of the foundations for Qishan Island to maintain its hegemony in the Northern Territory.

"It's really not good when it comes to this person. However, the True Monarch has now sealed his cultivation and conquered the God's Treasure. He is not in the door, and there is no way to prove it! If this person is scheming, or knows that the True Monarch is not there..."

In recent generations, Xingzhai has not produced a true king of refining gods, and his power has weakened slightly. He is at a disadvantage in the face of Mingxia Valley, so Lin Xiangjuan is suspicious in his heart, and he dare not go sideways at this time.

Instead, Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Looking at you, it seems like you don't believe me?"

Lin Xiangjuan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said, "Senior misunderstood..."

"Eat the six qi and drink it, wash the Zhengyang and embrace the morning glow." Chen Yuan recalled the "past" with a calm face, "He is cunning and cold. On the way of migration, he betrayed his original teacher and took refuge in Mingxia Valley. He shouldn't be accepted, but the sect is messy and in danger of declining, and Fan Xia's talent in cultivation is really good. I gave him the title of 'Fan Xia', just hoping that he can cut off from the past and reform. What happened before!"

In the Ascension to Immortal Terrace pass order in his kit, two souls of the Eight Sects were also sealed and imprisoned, all of which he captured in the Shenzang Realm.

One is a complete living soul, named You Shouzhi, who is the head of the Dingxing Hall of the Seven Star Gate and a great monk of Jindan.

The other is the incomplete soul, which is the real person Fanxia.

This person proved the Tao and refined the gods more than a hundred years ago, and achieved the yin god, and the law has the primordial spirit.In order to be able to return to the Divine Treasure, Daoist Mingxia did not hesitate to anoint himself as a cultivator, causing his realm to drop to one level, so as to maintain his cultivation of transforming spirits, so as to visit the Divine Treasure.

Now, the remnant soul has been sealed for a long time, has lost its self-consciousness, and has trivial memories scattered. Although it is not easy to investigate in depth, it is barely enough to be used for perfunctory.

"It's a pity that the time mirror is not repaired enough, otherwise it wouldn't be so troublesome, and I would have to spend my time making it up..."

Lin Xiangjuan took a deep breath, stopped asking more questions, and turned to say: "Senior, you have worked hard from afar, and my house has prepared a feast for you..."

"Don't be so troublesome, just have a place to live. By the way, prepare a place for my entourage and those who are traveling with me."

Chen Yuan was also polite and explained.

Lin Xiangjuan took a deep breath and said: "Then please go to the mansion to rest first. Two junior brothers, you follow me first, senior, this matter..."

"I know, I won't ask."

Lin Xiangjuan is the city lord of Huaiji Port, and the mansion he is talking about is the city lord's mansion.

When he arrived at the place, Chen Yuan noticed the change of luck on his body, and it was covered with a layer of fate luck of the Eight Sects of Qishan Island.

"Another layer of vest."

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, tilted his head, and looked to the side.

"The quiet room is isolated from the inside and outside, and my spiritual thoughts can't go deep. It should be the handwriting of the master of Huashen Dao. Su Qian of the Lei family said that there are two gods in the eight sects of Qishan. In addition to Reverend Fanxia, ​​there is also the sect master of the Chixue sect. I killed a Chixue elder in Shenzang, and I already have a grudge with that sect master..."

As he thought about it, he clapped his hands lightly, and a green bamboo flew out of his sleeve and burrowed into the ground.

the other side.

Zhang Zhuang and Ma Yuanzhong followed Lin Xiangjuan and Jing Xuan into the quiet room.

As soon as he entered it, Lin Xiangjuan pinched the seal formula with his hand, and pointed at a fist-sized night pearl by the door.

The bead glowed brightly.

Yingying brilliance, enveloped the quiet room and the outside, isolating the inside and outside.

Zhang Ma and Zhang Ma didn't find it strange, they just thought it was necessary to keep it secret.

Ma Yuanzhong also asked: "When will I send a letter to the leader?"

Jingxuan said: "Brother, didn't you say that you want to test the authenticity of that person? Why is it that you can't speak clearly when he mentions Zhenjun Fanxia? Are you afraid?"

"Because there is no need to say more." Lin Xiangjuan said in a deep voice, "He is a fake!"

"what?"

The other three were all startled.

Ma Yuanzhong immediately said: "Brother, did you make a mistake, the island guard formation never rejected Master Uncle..."

Zhang Zhuang even said: "Now the situation of the Eight Sects is extremely unfavorable! The incident of Tuoxuan Mountain has been exposed, and we all know that our door is empty, and we need people like Master Uncle to sit in it!"

Jingxuan said, "Brother, you haven't said a few words, how can you be so sure?"

Facing the questioning, Lin Xiangjuan fell silent.

When Jingxuan wanted to urge him again, he sighed and said, "You swear with your Dao heart first, what I will say to you next will not be leaked."

Despite their doubts, the three of Jingxuan still made an oath.Immediately afterwards, they heard a piece of news that made their scalps tingle!
"Zhenjun Fanxia has fallen."

"what?!"

The three exclaimed again, but this time, their faces were filled with horror.

"This is impossible!" Jingxuan frowned, "Zhenjun Fanxia has gone to the lower realm, how can he lose his life?"

"We don't know the reason, but Zhenjun left a life card before he went down to the realm, and now the life card has been broken!" Lin Xiangjuan smiled bitterly: "I know you are confused, Zhenjun Shanxia is the true king of refining gods. , the yin spirit is perfect, how could it easily tear the soul and leave a life card? There is a reason for this..."

Jingxuan suddenly said in horror: "If this statement is true, could it be that the person who came with the two senior brothers is the murderer?"

Ma Yuanzhong and Zhang Zhuang were also shocked by the news of the demise of the refining god, and they trembled when they heard the news.

"It's not sure yet, there is no basis for judgment." Lin Xiangjuan paused, "However, as far as I personally feel, it's very possible."

Jingxuan said anxiously: "Why don't you contact the leader immediately? Let the leader suppress this person!"

"Leader?" Lin Xiangjuan's face was full of bitterness, "The leader has been seriously injured and will die soon! Our eight sects are now nothing! If the person outside can really suppress and kill Zhenjun Fanxia, ​​not only You can't expose it, and you have to be careful with you! Otherwise, once he gets violent..."

"how is this possible?"

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

"The leader of the alliance is a god-refining cultivation base! How could it be?"

"The root cause is still in the fate card!" Lin Xiangjuan smiled wryly, "I don't know what Zhenjun Fanxia thought, but he hid a spell in the fate card, and after it was broken, karma gushed out, infecting the leader who was caught off guard. With many elders! To make matters worse, there were still people sneaking into the mountain gate at that time, and the leader was severely injured!"

After a pause, he said to Zhang Zhuang and Ma Yuanzhong: "Before the two juniors left, the lord was seriously injured. In order to prevent the spread of the spell, he insisted on opening the altar and bless the people on the island! Mentioning the name of Zhenjun Fanxia on the island is a taboo, and it will be contaminated with karma!"

The remaining three people also understood why Lin Xiangjuan was able to see through the identity of "Chen Chuan".

"This person enters the battle as usual, talking about the name of the true king without being affected by the karma of the spell, either his cultivation level is higher than that of the caster, or..."

Lin Xiang rolled his eyes and was frightened.

Jingxuan said in surprise: "Behead the caster! Cut off the karma!"

At this time, a voice came from the center of the room——

"That's right, this person is most likely the real culprit who killed Luo Shanxia."

The person who spoke was a painting on the wall. The person in the painting was dressed in a black cloak, with long beard hanging down his chest, a pair of eyes glowing faintly with blood, not arrogant, his cheeks were sunken, and his complexion was as pale as paper.

"I've seen the ally!"

When several people saw the person in the painting, they immediately bowed and saluted.

"There is no need to be polite." The person in the painting shook his head slightly, "Since Xiangjuan has already told you, you should also understand the current crisis. That person has a mysterious background and is not something you can deal with. Don't let him If you see the clues, you must first stabilize."

"Yes Yes."

"Xiangjuan." The person in the painting said to Lin Xiangjuan again: "Don't show your flaws, first find a way to lead people to the Red Blood Gate. I still have a little strength left, but I have no strength to leave the mountain gate. You bring people here , I will clean up the hidden dangers for you at the end, and when the disciples who have traveled abroad return, they will close the mountain for a hundred years, cough, cough—”

"Alliance!"

Several people saw his appearance and thought about the situation of the alliance, all of them showed sadness.

Jingxuan couldn't help but said: "Thinking that my eight sects have come to dominate the Northern Territory, how have I suffered such grievances, being cut off as the mainstay of the sect, and still laughing with me, lying down to a fake elder..."

"Since it's fake, it can't be true after all!" The person in the painting stroked his chest and looked straight at the people, "Although I've been plotted against, it's not just anyone who can come here to be presumptuous! Even if he suppresses Fanxia! When this person comes to the Red Blood Sect, make him pay the price!"

　The second is about nine o'clock...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)