Chapter 1458 Goodbye Murong Zhuer

The figure rising in the smoke was blurred, and its face could not be seen clearly. There was fire in its eyes, exuding astonishing spiritual pressure.

"Junior brother Lin Mo suddenly burned incense and sent a message. I don't know why?"

The figure said calmly.

"Shadow is dead!"

Lin Mo, the shopkeeper of the medicine shop, said in a deep voice.

"Um?"

The casual expression of the figure in the smoke suddenly faded, and turned to reveal a bit of coldness, saying: "Who did it?"

"There are no clear clues yet, but I have sent him to investigate a person before. If I guess correctly, Shadow probably died at the hands of that person." Lin Mo said.

"Is this the monk who had two three-hundred-year-old grasses that you mentioned to me?" The figure in the smoke was a little surprised.

"Not bad." Lin Mo nodded.

He took a breath, his face showed solemnity, and said: "And Shadow died under the Soul Forbidden Curse."

"This is impossible!"

"Although the dead soldiers we trained have been cursed with soul-forbidden spells, this curse will not be triggered unless someone uses the God-Searching Technique to plunder their memories. What you mean by this is that that kid cast a God-Searching Technique on the shadows. ?”

The figure's words suddenly became a few minutes lower.

"The shadow has been following me. How did he die? I don't know yet?" Lin Mo said lightly.

"But didn't you say that the boy selling the spiritual grass is just a Daoji monk. With the realm of shadow, how could he possibly have his soul searched?" the figure said uncertainly.

"What if he is a soul cultivator?" Lin Mo said quietly.

The figure in the smoke was shocked.

His eyes were half-closed and he said nothing more.

After being silent for a while, Fang said: "This matter has come to an end. Junior brother Lin should not act rashly again. This person can have such a high-level spiritual grass and has also cast a soul search on the shadow. This shows that his identity is extraordinary. We There is no need to be an enemy of him.”

"My original intention is not to be hostile to him, but I just want to find out how he obtained such a high-level spiritual grass. If possible, I can win over him, and it might be of great benefit to us."

Lin Mo frowned and said, "As for Shadow's death, I didn't expect it. I guess there was some misunderstanding that made him think we were hostile to him."

The figure in the smoke remained silent.

After a pause, he asked: "What did he find in Shadow?"

"Senior Brother Ling, do you still have any worries about dead soldiers?" Lin Mo rolled his eyes and said, "Once the Soul Forbidden Curse is triggered, both body and soul will be destroyed immediately. Even if that kid casts a soul search on the shadow, it is impossible to detect anything. "

"That's good."

The figure in the smoke nodded and said: "Although three hundred years of spiritual grass is precious, if this person is a high-level soul cultivator, no matter how powerful the power behind us is, we may not be able to suppress him."

"In addition, I need to report this matter to the big shot behind us. Before getting any orders, junior brother must not investigate this person again to avoid causing more trouble."

After saying that, the green smoke in the furnace flickered and dissipated into thin air.

Lin Mo's eyes flickered and he looked at the dissipating smoke quietly, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

…

"Hehe... the spirit gathering array in the Heavenly Spiritual Chamber of the Lingxian Mansion is really amazing. The gathered spiritual energy is at least ten times denser than the Kunlun Secret Realm."

In the heaven-level spiritual chamber, King Nanxuan revealed his form, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy coming from the spiritual chamber, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

He had expected that the spiritual energy in the heavenly spiritual chamber would be stronger than other spiritual chambers, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"The Spirit Gathering Formation of Lingxian Mansion is indeed very different from the general Spirit Gathering Formation."

Ye Chunyang touched his chin and murmured softly.

With a thousand years of cultivation, his knowledge of formations is unparalleled by few in the entire demon and god world. However, the Spirit Gathering Formation of Lingxian Mansion has its own unique features. Even he can only understand the mysteries of the sixth and seventh levels. .

Of course, this is also because Ye Chunyang is a local monk in the Demon God Realm. His knowledge and cultivation come from the human world. There will be some differences between the two interfaces. It is normal for him not to be able to see through these spirit gathering formations.

But it was probably because of this that Lingxian Mansion was able to attract monks of all levels, but it never caused any disputes.

"With the strong spiritual energy of this place, if I practice here for a year and a half, my true energy will probably be restored to about the third level. Fellow Daoist Ye, I will go into seclusion next. If you have nothing else to do, please don't disturb me! "

King Nanxuan said excitedly.

"Sorry, fellow Taoist Nanxuan's wish to practice here for a year and a half will probably be disappointed. The current spirit stones I have can only last for half a month at most." Ye Chunyang said lightly.

King Nanxuan's expression froze, and he could only say nonchalantly: "Okay, just half a month, at least half a month can help me replenish some energy!"

Although a heaven-level spiritual chamber is good, the amount of spiritual stones consumed every day is also an astonishing number.

Ye Chunyang was amused in his heart, but he ignored the old demon. After sacrificing the Dust Bead, his soul escaped into it.

At present, the main body cannot improve his cultivation level, and the avatar remains in Kunlun Ruins. The heaven-level spiritual chamber is of little significance to him, so the current cultivation goal is naturally on the soul.

However, King Nanxuan provided him with a lot of help after all, and this little effort was nothing to Ye Chunyang.

And just when Ye Chunyang was cultivating the Chenchen Bead, in a spiritual room on the seventh floor of Lingxian Mansion, Liu Huayuan was practicing with his eyes closed. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at a rune flashing in his hand, his expression changing. .

The talisman squirmed up and down, with green light lingering around it. It looked sinister, but due to the isolation restrictions in the spirit chamber, the aura of the talisman was not revealed.

"The Nether Talisman is moving unexpectedly. Could it be the Dust Bead?"

"But Yun'er died a few months ago, and it is impossible to complete the task assigned to him. Why does the Chenchen Bead appear here?"

Liu Huayuan murmured low words, with a cold look on his face.

"At the beginning, I sent Yun'er to sneak into Kunlun Ruins to find out the news about the Chen Bead. Later, his spiritual memory disappeared, and he was probably in danger. Now that the Chen Bead appears here, Yun'er's death must be related to the person holding the Chen Bead. related."

"No matter who he is, if he dares to kill my grandson, he will definitely pay the price with blood!"

Liu Huayuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He held his hand, and the green light runes quickly disappeared, and then he stood up and walked out of the spiritual chamber.

…

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside the Lingxian Mansion, a beautiful girl and an old man appeared.

It was Murong Zhuer and Yue Lin.

"We have visited all the medicine shops in the city during this period, but there is still no news about Lingsu Flower. It seems that it is indeed as hard to find as Master Yan said."

Yue Lin walked with a faint sigh in his mouth.

Seeing the haggard look on Murong Zhuer's face, I couldn't bear it.

In order to find the Lingsu Flower to curb her mother's cold poison these days, the girl went through countless difficulties, but she never gave up.

"There is nothing we can do about it. After all, the only Lingsu Flower was bought by Fellow Daoist Ye." Murong Zhuer forced a smile, "But I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Ye actually left the inn, and there was no one like him in the entire Black Rock City. The news has probably left the city by now!"

She once returned to the inn with a glimmer of hope, trying to persuade Ye Chunyang to sell Lingsu Flower to her, but the other party had already disappeared.

"Well, even if that kid is still in the city, I'm afraid he may not be willing to give us the Lingsu Flower. I have already informed Master Yan about this matter to see if he has any other ways to contain Madam's cold poison."

"But that kid can be considered fast. Otherwise, how could I let him go so easily?"

Yue Lin said fiercely.

Although Murong Zhuer's words that day made him a little scrupulous, he could not kill Ye Chunyang, but he could give him some lessons. It was even easy to wait for him to get out of the city and seize the Lingsu Flower.

I just didn't expect that Ye Chunyang suddenly disappeared from the world without any news.

"Next, let's wait here for news. If Master Yan has other methods, we don't need to look for the Lingsu Flower anymore."

Yue Lin finally sighed and gave words of advice.

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the Lingxian Mansion in front of him, and said: "But I heard that someone in this Lingxian Mansion lived in a heaven-level spiritual chamber not long ago. I don't know who has such ability? This is Lian Kunlun Xudeng. Something that no Xuan Taoist can do.”

Murong Zhuer was also startled and said: "You must be a big shot to be able to live in a heaven-level spiritual chamber. I'm afraid even my father is inferior to him."

"No matter who he is, he has nothing to do with us. Let's settle here for a few days before talking about it."

Murong Zhuer nodded slightly and walked into the Lingxian Mansion in silence.

As the daughter of the headmaster of the Huayu Sect, she was naturally a distinguished guest of the Lingxian Mansion. After taking out a piece of Lingxian Order with the word "五" printed on it, the woman in red immediately arranged a fifth-grade spiritual chamber for her that matched her martial arts. .

The two immediately went upstairs.

Things are just such a coincidence. The moment Murong Zhuer stepped onto the stairs, Ye Chunyang appeared in front of her.

"Fellow Daoist Ye?"

Murong Zhuer was startled at first, and then showed great joy: "Little girl, I thought you had left Black Rock City, but I didn't expect you were also in Lingxian Mansion."

On the other side, Yue Lin was gloomy and silent when he saw Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang was also a little surprised, and then nodded calmly, "It turns out to be Fairy Murong. Nice to meet you."

Hearing Ye Chunyang's cold words, Murong Zhuer felt a little sad. It was obvious that Ye Chunyang still had a grudge against what happened that day.

Murong Zhuer realized that she had made a huge mistake. If she had asked for kindness at the beginning, she might have made the other party relent, but now she could only regret it.

But it was a matter of life and death for his family, how could Murong Zhuer give up so easily.

She lowered her posture, stepped forward and saluted sincerely: "Fellow Daoist Ye, the little girl was very offended that day. I would like to apologize to you. Lingsu Flower is really important to me. If you are willing to part with me, no matter what you want, This little girl is willing to pay for it.”

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, not expecting that this woman had not given up yet.

But seeing each other again today, the other party's attitude made him feel relieved a lot.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, Zhu'er has repeatedly expressed his kindness to you. Don't be ignorant of your compliments. Otherwise, you will not benefit from going against our Huayu Sect."

Ye Chunyang was about to say something, but Yue Lin's sneering voice came from beside him.

Murong Zhuer's expression changed, and she felt bad.

Sure enough, Ye Chunyang sneered when he heard this.