Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 201

Chenzhou, Siming Mountain, Lower House of Yuqing Road, the mountainside of Back Mountain.

It was windy and rainy, and it was past midnight.

Elder Song, who had almost lost his mind, was bit by bit using his nephew as the material for entrusting the curse aura for the last time.

In the dark inner room, all the lights have been turned off, only he is talking to himself.

"Ordinary cultivators have too much miscellaneous qi in their bodies, and the looted qi is often not pure, which will leave hidden dangers.

After plundering, although one's understanding and foundation will greatly increase, but it is a hindrance when one becomes a loose immortal, and it will gradually develop in the future, and it will be even more difficult when refining the Yangshen after the earth fairyland. "

"That's why... I need you to absorb the miscellaneous qi for me! You see, after you have filtered it in this way, you have absorbed most of the turbid vitality. I just need to take it from you, and I don't have to worry about taking in too much miscellaneous qi. make the foundation impure."

Song Ying on the ground was unconscious.

"What?! You don't want to?
I don't want to either!Do you think I want this?

This matter is serious, and the first seat of the upper court will come down, and it will be revealed immediately!

······For decades, in order to test the crippled methods in the heavenly scriptures, do you know how many talented seedlings I have destroyed!Do you think the monastery can accommodate me? "

"Why should I stay in this small place and be an ordinary elder?
So what if it alarmed the first seat in the House of Lords?I'm also an Earth Immortal, so I'll just walk away.

...The world will be so big at that time, where can it not be accommodated?

As long as I am here, the Song family will be there.

This is the third time, and each person can only use it three times. In order to maximize the benefits, I cultivated you, and then harvested the fruits...

The spirit of ordinary disciples is not as solid as that of Sanxian..."

Crying and laughing, confused, Elder Song talked to Song Ying in his imagination in the empty direction.

The scene looked so chilling.

There was another gust of wind and rain, hitting the window sill quickly, and there was a whimpering sound in the wind, which was the sound of the wind blowing through the valley.

When the severe pain came, Song Ying opened her eyes in a daze, and barely used the true energy in the natal talisman, a small milky white halo appeared on her hand, illuminating the room.

At this moment, he saw his uncle, laughing and cursing into the air.

After listening for a while and adding his own guesses, he roughly understood the whole story.

Despite the sadness in his heart, he didn't resent the clan uncle.

He is well aware of the plan of his uncle and nephew, which has killed too many people. Once it is exposed, the end can be imagined.

"Uncle, I don't hate you... Anyway, I'm already a useless person, so I might as well fulfill you."

He clenched his fists tightly and put them down weakly.

He knew his own affairs, the natal talisman was severely injured, there were cracks everywhere, and time was running out.

Even if he survived, he would still be dying, not even as good as ordinary people.

"That's what you said..."

"Elder Song" smiled triumphantly and turned around.

Then, a large shadow engulfed everything...

The next day, sunny day, early morning.

There have long been Taoist boys running back and forth to fetch water and jumping up and down the long rocky mountain road. They more or less have not weak martial arts, they are as light as a swallow, run like flying, easily cross obstacles, and wait for the wild animals It can also be sent with bare hands.

It's another morning class.

The leisurely ancient bell was ringing by early Taoist priests just like the past hundred years.

A huge log hammer, pushed down by a Taoist, knocked over, boom——

Stepping on the bell, following the path that was stepped on day after day, and taking shortcuts, the disciples stepped into the Yushi Square, standing in groups of three or four, talking in a low voice, waiting for the arrival of Elder Song.

In the morning class, the elders usually urge the disciples to recite the scriptures, conduct spot checks according to the course progress, and make assessments from time to time.

Elder Song would occasionally tell some anecdotes in his spare time.

In the past, Elder Song always arrived early.

Today was uncharacteristically, until everyone in the square arrived, even those who were used to being late lately, everyone still did not see Elder Song.

Originally, everyone was just talking softly, but now that no one has been seen for a long time, the volume suddenly increased.

The two active outer disciples couldn't help talking about what happened yesterday.

"I heard that Elder Song became an Earth Immortal yesterday, and there will definitely be an envoy from the upper court today. Elder Song is probably busy entertaining distinguished guests right now!"

"It's very possible! In our Dao Academy, the only person in charge is the Earth Immortal. Elder Song's cultivation as an Earth Immortal will definitely alarm the Upper Academy!"

At this time, a familiar disciple leaned over and said mysteriously.

"You don't know yet? Elder Song had an accident last night. I heard that someone broke into the Taoist monastery and attacked Senior Brother Song. Elder Song pursued and killed him. He went to track him down alone and has not returned yet."

Looking around, the disciple hooked his fingers, and when he saw the two approaching, he proudly showed off.

"I have a friend who is in charge of the elixir cabinet in Lanxiangyuan. She told me that Senior Brother Song has been drained of all energy and energy, and he seems to be half-breathed. The thief really did it—tsk tsk, really What a big enmity! I heard that Senior Brother Song can't even become a reincarnation, and he can barely do ghost cultivation, and now he is even worse than ordinary people!"

"Elder Song must be in a hurry. This is the murderer who must be caught and killed!"

The two outer disciples were dumbfounded. That Senior Brother Song, who was so famous before and after, is just so useless?
Song Ying's popularity is still good.

At least these two disciples usually have a good sense of him, so they can't bear it.

"Senior Brother Song...is it really that serious?"

"Can't even the elixir and elixir in the gate be able to save it? Didn't you say that there is the incense of resurrection in the courtyard?"

The well-informed disciple is not familiar with Song Ying. He often travels outside, at least ten days a month, so he doesn't feel much about it.

I saw him pouted and said:

"Don't mention it, Huan Hun Xiang can make up for the lack of primordial spirit. Why didn't the elders try it? But it didn't work. The head of the courtyard came to see it, and only then did they know that the primordial spirit was hurt."

"Yuan Ling?"

"This is how to do?"

"Who knows! We can only see how the upper court approves it. However, I reckon that even if there is such a elixir, it would be reluctant to use it on a useless person."

The messenger disciple snorted:
"Who doesn't know, our Taoist monastery is the most unpopular among all the lower monasteries. No matter what good things happen to us, there is no shortage of offerings that should be handed in."

"Ugh……"

Speaking of this, the three of them fell silent and lost their interest in talking.

At the back of the mountain, with a long sword on his waist, the elder deacon in a white robe is carefully inspecting a spot of black blood-stained soil on the ground.

Before he entered Taoism, he was a famous arrester in the dynasty of the world, and he had handled countless criminal cases, so he arrived first after this incident to scout for clues.

It was claimed that an assassin broke into the monastery, after assassinating Song Ying, he chased and fled for Song Ling...

This is the news he released deliberately, just to calm the storm as much as possible.

However, the truth is that not only he, but even the head of the court, and the upcoming envoys of the upper court are waiting!
"Qin Feng, Ming He, these two boys disappeared without any reason, and then Song Ying was attacked, and Song Ling left in a hurry, leaving behind only a ghost painting talisman with unknown meaning..."

Bending down and carefully examining the missed clues on the ground, Huang Kongming tried to piece together the truth from the scattered clues like a jigsaw puzzle.

"In the past 15 years, a total of 360 seven disciples have disappeared, and there are no bones left. What they have in common is that they are all moderately talented, hardworking and studious, and have no background behind them..."

"The person most suspected, I think, is the elders in the Taoist temple. Song Ling is extremely suspicious."

"However, what's going on this time? Why did Song Ling attack Song Ying? Why did Song Ying defend Song Ling who wanted to kill him?"

After thinking a lot and still not understanding the motive, Huang Kongming read the left letter again, and every time he read it, he felt distressed. This is a "ghost painting" written under such pain!

He judged that this letter was not left by Elder Song who "tracked the enemy" at all, but was written by Song Ying who was "assassinated". Due to the severe pain, the writing on his left hand was deformed. This is why he denied all impossibilities After that, draw the conclusion.

"I can't figure it out... Why do you want to protect the murderer? Why do you want to kill your nephew? What are the motives?"

"Also, how do I explain what are the fish scales and tentacles left at the scene?"

"Brother Huang, haven't you found the truth yet?"

Shangguan Han walked over. He was an important witness and the last person to see Song Ling.

"No, we can only ask after Song Ying wakes up."

Sighing, Huang Kongming shook his head.

"Then there's nothing we can do. His condition is very bad. I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up..."

Shangguan Han's face was also ugly.

(End of this chapter)