Fuji Avenue

Chapter 330 When You Bravely Stop the Marshal's Blood, the Night Matters Are Unfinished
After the dojo was over, Li Yunjing was about to retreat to the apse.

Suddenly, an unattractive psychic disciple who was originally sitting in the front row of the dojo hurried up to her, saluted respectfully, and reported that his family was Cang Jianyi, a disciple of Huashan Sword Sect.

It was quite rare for the disciples of the psychic realm to stop the commander of the descending camp. The nearby disciples all stopped to see the excitement.

"What's the matter?" Li Yunjing asked.

Zang Jianyi stood up straight, folded his fists, and maintained a respectful salute posture, "This junior also wants to be your outer disciple, Marshal."

After speaking, I heard the voices of people around, whispering and discussing.

Some people's sneer and sarcasm had already reached Cang Jianyi's ears, which was harsh.

Li Yunjing was about to refuse.

Zang Jian hurriedly said: "Please listen to me, Marshal."

Li Yunjing's voice turned cold: "I am busy with military affairs and the road is urgent, so you pick the key points. If I am not satisfied with what you say, and it wastes time, you should know that I will not forgive you lightly."

Zang Jianyi replied calmly: "Commander, I have two reasons."

"First, my Zhenhai Beast is the same sword owl as you, and the same way to control several swords."

"Secondly, I come from a mortal family and I am based in a small sect. I have mediocre qualifications, but in the previous two desolation competitions, I took second place in both the individual competition and the team competition. Compete for the upper reaches, only seek the leader, it fits with your upstream, not willing to be anything special."

"Based on these two points, the younger generation mustered up the courage to make this ruthless request."

In addition, he has one more important reason that he did not mention.Outer disciples don't need to join Chang Yuanzong, even if he worships Li Yunjing as his teacher, he can still continue to be a disciple of Huashan Sword Sect to repay his teacher's kindness.

Li Yunjing remained silent.

She sees that Cang Jianyi is indeed a talent, and has a lot of fate with her family.

He dared to stop himself in front of everyone, and explained the reason clearly amidst everyone's ridicule and sneer, which also proved that he did have the courage to go against the current and not be resigned to being ordinary.

But Li Yunjing couldn't be in the mood to accept another apprentice now, not just because he didn't have the time and energy to give advice.

She was always on the verge of being possessed by demons, one more disciple, one more risk of exposure, and two, she was unwilling to involve innocent people in it.

Thinking this way, he waved his hand and told Cang Jianyi to leave.

The great opportunity is just missed.

Zang Jianyi felt extremely bitter in his heart, looked at his back, looked up to the sky and sighed.

The onlookers around did not leave for a long time.

……

When they arrived at the apse, Chu Zhi was waiting here, feeling a little jealous, and asked Li Yunjing: "Wei Buer is such a humble character, and what virtue and ability do you have to treat him so kindly. With your identity, if you want to Tell him to listen to you wholeheartedly, just say a word. Even if you want benefits, you should give them little by little, so as to whet his appetite."

Li Yunjing said: "I have always treated my subordinates like this. I generally think that Wei Buer is a person who knows how to repay his kindness. Rather than threatening his life, it is better to influence him with virtue."

He said with a sneer, "Of course, when I should be cruel, I will never be soft on him."

After hearing this sentence, Chu Zhi immediately felt at ease.

I think that I am unique in Li Yunjing's heart after all.

Li Yunjing asked Chu Zhi again: "Are you still looking for those Zhenhai beasts?"

Chu Zhi smiled and said, "I tried fishing recently, but unfortunately I didn't get the bait. Let me think of another way."

Li Yunjing shook his head and said: "I still say the same thing, you don't need to waste any more energy on this matter. If you delay the road, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life."

As he spoke, he remembered a big event, "Is there any news about the war?"

Chu Zhidao: "I heard that there are great differences between the Eagle and Dove factions. The envoys of the Dove faction are still working hard for the other clans. The Eagle brand has begun to mobilize supplies, and they will not give an inch to each other, so there is no conclusion yet."

"So," Li Yunjing seemed slightly relieved, and took out a palm-sized silver ball from his bosom to observe carefully, "We still have time."

……

Bu Er and Li Han followed Zhang Jianfeng to a teahouse.

Inside, I saw Lin An who had been waiting for a long time, and several disciples of our sect who were in Longnan.

"Why do you need to alarm these people?"

Zhang Jianfeng's face was serious all the way, which made Bu Er suspicious.

Du Wenguang was usually restless and impatient, so he asked Uncle Zhang what was the matter.

Zhang Jianfeng said solemnly: "What I'm going to say next is an important secret in the army, and it also concerns the life and death of our Yunyin Sect in the northwest. You must keep your mouth shut."

The crowd nodded in agreement.

Zhang Jianfeng continued: "This sect has recently received news from my secret line. It is said that the senior members of the sect alliance may be planning to fight the horned demon. If there is such a thing, we must prepare in advance. The news has not yet been confirmed. I came to Longnan just to find some There are clues to identify the truth of this matter. But now a large number of low-level monks have flooded into Longnan City, and the business is chaotic, and it is difficult to distinguish. I have enough energy to spare, and I need you to help me."

After hearing this, Bu Er immediately thought of what he had seen with [Disaster to the Soul] after he broke through to the middle stage of the psychic realm in Quxie Mountain.

The two armies of man and devil confront each other, and the war is imminent.

The illusion of [Misfortune to the Soul] ends in the Horned Clan formation, the gaze cast by a Purple Horned Demon.

Leaving aside the mysterious and strange supernatural powers of the Purple Horned Demon, it is only said that a war between the two clans is really brewing.

Zhang Jianfeng and everyone present gave detailed instructions, and arranged to visit various places in Longnan City, looking for evidence that the war was imminent.

Buer really wanted to tell him that there was no need to investigate further, although he didn't know the exact time, but in all likelihood, he wouldn't be able to run away during the war.

It's just that Bi Fei's roots must not be easily exposed, and the matter of [Disaster to the Heart] must not be told to others.

He could only keep silent.

Zhang Jianfeng sent the rest of them to other places, and finally only one person remained.

"No two, it is your blessing and the luck of our sect that Marshal Li has taken you under his sect."

He only said a polite sentence, and then got straight to the point, "Because of the fact that our sect voted for Daweifeng before, we are now in an embarrassing situation in the Jiangshiying Camp. I think you are aware of it. If Jiangshiying intends to embarrass us, we will not be able to do it even for a day." I can’t survive. If the news of the Great War is confirmed, if any cultivator in the Heavenly Human Realm in the Incarnation Camp thinks about it, we will be destroyed forever and reduced to ashes. This is by no means alarmist.”

"So, we hope that you will go to Li Yunjing to ask for advice more in the future, build a good master-student relationship, and say a few more good words for this sect, which is better than our hundreds of merits in the Northwest battlefield."

After listening to it, he thought that Li Yunjing could not protect himself now, so he would not bother to find Yun Yinzong.You are thinking a lot.

But he naturally agreed.

After Zhang Jianfeng finished his instructions, he arranged for Buer to go to the Feizhou Wharf outside Longnan City to inquire about news.

After leaving, he took out a map of Qingjiang from his storage bag, and followed the Ganlong area in the east of the map with his palm to the west, until he reached a city called "Kaze" on the edge of Qingjiang. .

He took out a few small stones with people's names written on them from the storage bag.

After staring deeply for a long time, his face was full of hope.

……

Lin An was wandering in Fangshi in the west of Longnan City with a worried face.

He was arranged by Zhang Jianfeng to inquire here, but he was still unable to get involved.

The big thing in his heart is naturally where the magic horn with the blood of reincarnation Gu in the auction house went.

He didn't care about the excitement in Longnan City at all, and he just thought in his mind: "Since the magic horn has already been auctioned in the auction house, the possibility of another one is not very high. After all, this kind of magic horn is extremely precious. In the whole world, there is only one, right?"

But the evil teacher will definitely not let it go, and will continue to lure himself into the bait.

Which way will he do it?

Lin An pondered, walking on the streets of Fangshi, and suddenly saw a few franchised firms.

One of them is a firm specializing in magic horns in Changyuan Zongli.

He suddenly thought of something and hurried into the business.

I saw hundreds of glazed squares built around the four walls inside, and the squares were full of blue and yellow magic horns in different shapes.

The shopkeeper was a door-opening cultivator. Seeing Lin An entering the door poorly, he thought he was not generous, so he greeted him lightly.

"What are you looking at, fellow Taoist?"

"Just take a look." Lin An replied.

The shopkeeper monk ignored him, and studied carefully with a roll of paper books.

Lin An was completely relieved, and wandered around the store by himself.

Everyone in the monk world knows that the only ones that are qualified to sell magic horns are the affiliated firms of the Zongmeng, Changyuanzong, Fahua Temple, and Beastman Tower.

And Chang Yuanzong's firm is the largest, most comprehensive and most powerful among the four.

Looking at this shop again, it does not occupy a large area, but there are many kinds of magic horns. Lin An even saw the label of red magic horns and put them on the shelf.

It can be seen from a glimpse of the leopard in the pipe, which proves the strong strength of Changyuanzong Commercial Bank.

The labels of all kinds of magic horns in the shop roughly have two attributes, one is which clan of horned monsters they come from, and the other is which bloodline of strange beasts are inherited from the magic horns.

Strange to say, every Horn clansman seems to have more or less the bloodline of inheriting rare beasts in their blood essence.

Some magic horns even inherited the blood of five to six different beasts.

Lin An felt that this could be regarded as one of the great unsolved mysteries in this world.

He looked around carefully, but he never saw his target.

Disappointed, he murmured to himself: "It is said that Chang Yuan Zong's store is big, but it's a pity..."

As he spoke, he shook his head and walked out with a disappointed expression on his face.

"What a pity?" The shopkeeper monk heard, with a look of disbelief on his face, he insisted on stopping him: "You finish talking before leaving."

Lin An replied: "It's a pity that there are not many bloodlines that are too rare, and it feels a bit misnamed."

The store-watching cultivator laughed angrily: "Dare to say that the name of this business firm is not worthy of the name, you are probably the first in the Hongran world. How can rare goods be put on the shelves? You boy, tell me what your own sea-suppressing beast is, and see if our firm is I can take it out for you."

Lin An was about to say that he knew a fellow Taoist who said Zhenhai Beast was a reincarnation Gu, so you must not have one.

However, he thought that this was simply keeping his own grounds, so he replied: "Which person have you ever met who would easily expose his roots?"

"How about that."

Lin An said: "Doesn't your firm have a detailed list of magic horns for sale? I'll see if I have them."

This kind of detailed list is often requested by large customers, and the magic angle that cannot be known to outsiders is not included in the detailed list, so it is not considered confidential.

"Tell you kid to open your eyes."

The shopkeeper monk thought about it, and simply got him a copy.

Lin An was secretly happy, took the detailed booklet, looked at the catalog, and went straight to find the treasure zerg.

Sure enough, I saw the name of reincarnation Gu.

There was a burst of ecstasy in my heart, but there was no expression on my face, I was about to turn to the page of reincarnation Gu, when I suddenly felt a whim, a throbbing.

Sweeping aside from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the doorkeeper cultivator secretly staring at him, there seemed to be a gloomy light in his eyes.

He was sweating on the top of his head, knowing that he had bumped into the door of the enemy's trap, he immediately looked down, compared the catalog with his fingers, and stopped when he found the name of a phantom leaf Nirvana butterfly.

Flip along the marked page number, pretending to check it carefully.

But he didn't know that the eyes of the monk beside him flickered unpredictably, and he had already marked it on the palm of his hand...

……

It seems that under the influence of Longnan City, the Feizhou Wharf outside the city is also very lively.

According to Zhang Jianfeng's order, Buer came here to look for clues that the war was about to start.

Of course, there is a prophecy of [disaster to the soul], this is simply superfluous.

He had already made a plan in his heart, trying to find some signs that could prove that the clan alliance was planning a big war, and went back and told Zhang Jianfeng directly that the possibility of a war was very high.

The flying boat dock is indeed a bit unusual.

He patrolled around the pier for a long time, made some statistics, and obviously felt that the airships dedicated to cargo transportation were much more frequent than before, which seemed to be a side evidence.

Of course, this is just my own feeling.

It would be best to find detailed records of recent airship take-offs and landings from a certain airship firm as evidence.

He immediately thought of Tianshi Zhouxing, which he had dealt with before.I still remember Qin Nan Xueye, who rented the flying boat of Tianshi Zhouxing all by himself, and went all the way to the place where Mu Wanfeng's accident happened.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously went to Tianshi Boating.

Entering the lobby, there is a lot of bustle inside, people who lead the way, those who settle accounts, and those who report the route, shouting endlessly, which shows that the business is booming recently.

The screens in the hall only show the forecast of the route for the next few days.

After inquiring casually, I realized that the past shipping records involved the privacy of customers and firms, and were sealed in a special record room.

Just when he didn't know what to do, suddenly there was a throbbing in his chest, and he felt inexplicably uneasy.

"An indiscriminate disaster?"

While thinking about it, facing the route forecast on the screen, the [Misfortune to the Soul] was triggered by a ghost.

The illusion suddenly fell, and I saw that in the hall of the Tianshi boat, a man and a woman, two monks wearing Changyuan Zong Taoist clothes and with the logo of "Three Flower Cave" on their armbands, walked slowly in front of the shipping screen, carefully Watching.

Bu Er hurriedly sent a divine sense into the light yellow scroll, and his whole body seemed to turn into a flying mosquito and sneak into the illusion.

Everything is clearer.

Bu Er even saw clearly the route information displayed on the shipping screen in the hall.

The first line shows departure at [-]:[-] a.m., and the airship bound for western Sichuan is ready and about to depart.

second line……

This female cultivator's face was very familiar, so she had to carefully identify it, and recognized that it was He Jingjing who had participated in the siege of Mu Wanfeng at that time, and later survived in the bloody night.

The male cultivator had an unfamiliar face, a square face, sharp eyebrows and star eyes, a high nose bridge, slightly thick lips, a sense of righteousness in his eyes, a humble and confident demeanor, and a sharp and sharp look.

Just by looking at it, you can tell that it is a powerful character.

The management deacon of Tianshi Zhouxing here is very solemnly dressed, accompanied by two or three entourages, and greets them with smiles.

I only heard the strange male Xiu and the deacon of the boat company ask: "Two days before and after Qin Nan's bloody night, how many times did your bank go there?"

The deacon replied respectfully: "Reporting to seniors, it's been a long time. Forgive me for my bad memory, and I can't tell the exact number for a while. In the secret room of our bank, there are shipping records over the years. Why don't I take you two to have a look?" .”

"Please."

After the strange male cultivator finished speaking, the deacon led the two of them through the corridors and aisles in the boat house, turned several corners, and arrived at the door of a rather remote and hidden room, with two guards at the door.

The management deacon was about to open the door when the light yellow scroll's mana suddenly swayed, and the illusion of [Disaster to the Soul] suddenly disappeared.

Bu Er opened his eyes and looked around, he was still in the hall.

Judging from the situation shown in the illusion, although it seems that the situation has been calm for a few years, the people in [Sanhua Cave] are still secretly investigating Qin Nan's bloody night.

He thought again of what happened that night.

At that time, the monk who was flying the boat had died of illness, but the driving record was still there.

If someone with a heart checks and analyzes it, his suspicion will immediately increase to the extreme.

The noisy sounds around him never stopped, as if to cover up the danger hidden in the dark.

On one side of the hall, a red-painted door opened, and the management deacon of the boat company came out in a hurry, leading two or three entourages, and went straight to the door of the hall.

When he arrived at the door, there was a little panic on his face, and he kept looking out, as if he was waiting for some important person.

Buer frowned, suddenly realized, and looked up at the shipping screen.

I saw the top line, the airship that was about to set off for West Sichuan at [-]:[-] a.m., had arrived at the pier, and set off in a quarter of an hour.

"Could it be that today is what is shown in the illusion?"

If this is the case, it will be less than a quarter of an hour before the two of He Jingjing arrive at Tianshi Boat Tour.

But looking at the deacon, he seemed to be dressed plainly, which was far different from that in the illusion.

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly heard a sentence: "My lord, just wait a moment."

Turning around to look, I saw a handyman hurrying along the corridor with a suit in his hand.

The standard color of the costume is exactly the same as that worn by the deacon in the illusion.

"I see,"

He calmed down a bit and made the fastest judgment.

"We must get ahead and destroy the evidence."

He took a deep breath, deliberately stayed in front of the screen for a while, pretended to be nonchalant, while observing the layout of the hall and the direction of the corridor, he walked to the information desk and asked about the recent flight routes to western Sichuan.

After a brief question, he calmly walked out of the boat.

Go a few steps to the right along the door.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he turned around again.Walk around the outer wall of the boat for a few feet.

Looking back at the illusion secretly in his heart, the management deacon looked for the route to record the secret room, and recalled the location of the corridor he saw in the hall during the consultation just now.

"Third corridor from the right."

"Turn left at three feet,"

"Go another two feet and turn right,"

He squinted his eyes, and while looking back, he imagined the corridor in his mind, measuring the distance, as if he was walking in the corridor himself.

A little more time passed, and the time left for him was already very tight.

"There is a sloping corridor about three feet long, and there is a side hall in the middle, which is about one foot wide and narrow,"

"..."

"Finally, the secret chamber of records is here."

After that, he opened his eyes suddenly and stared at the outer wall of the boat.

The line of sight seemed to be through the wall, estimated a distance of more than ten feet, and went straight to the door of the secret room.

"Move your body freely." He murmured softly, his body shook violently,
The next moment, the person has appeared in a secret room that is closed on all sides and has no windows.

But the position where it appeared was a bit awkward.

In the middle of the air, he leaned over and seemed to hit the back of a cabinet.

"Wow."

A soft sound.

The cabinet was about to topple over.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly used the body folding technique, one foot propped up on the ground, and the other hooked the cabinet back.

However, there seemed to be some hidden drawers in the cabinet, which tilted out one after another, and they were about to fall to the ground.

"Unlucky!"

He quickly harnessed a few mana and stuffed the drawers and dark cabinets back one after another.

As a result, the movement became a little louder.

The secret room door opened slowly.

He immediately hid his breath and hid behind the wooden cabinet.

He heard voices from outside.

"What are you opening the door for?"

"It seems that there is movement inside. Why don't you go in and have a look?"

Another person said with a sarcasm: "There are a bunch of talismans that have not been used for 1000 years, who will come in."

After finishing speaking, there was a sound of "dong", and the door closed.

Fuji breathed a sigh of relief and looked up to observe the secret room.

There is an ever-burning lamp on the roof.

The bright light shone down, brightening the room.

There are dozens of wooden cabinets in the secret room, arranged neatly in rows.

Each cabinet is marked with a range of years, and the drawers inside the doors are marked with densely packed months.

Bu Er touched the ground with his toes, floating in the air, looking for the target without stopping.

I don't have much time left for myself...

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The last chapter was written in a bit of a hurry. Looking back, I felt that Zhang Jianfeng's life experience and obsession appeared too early, so I made a new adjustment.

There are about 200 readers who have seen the content before the change, so everyone should take it as a spoiler.Sorry, sorry.

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