In the night, all the dark eyes disappeared.

Snakes, insects, rats, ants, birds and beasts, keep retreating under the pressure of the superior realm.

A man walked out of the mountains and forests, wearing golden patterns and white clothes, and was as elegant as a fairy in the moonlight.

"Qihara...Mr...."

The old Taoist priest stayed for a while.

Qi Yuan was even speechless.

On the contrary, Qi Ming stepped on Jian Haisha's face and stepped on the master's face in the dust. He kept crushing his feet, gritting his teeth and said, "Damn it!"

Qingyuan walked back to the stone steps and went up the steps.

Looking at the figure, the old Taoist priest and Qi Yuan looked at each other and looked a little dazed.

In the past few days, Mingyuan Taoist Temple was in a panic and uneasy under the threat of Jian Haisha.

This old Taoist priest fought with him for several games, and with the formation of the Taoist temple, he was finally at a disadvantage. His injuries have not yet recovered. He knows the power of Jian Haisha.

As for Qi Yuan, knowing his uncle's ability, he naturally guessed that Jian Haisha, who was better than his uncle, was indeed capable. He has always been respectful to Mr. Qingyuan, but he did not think that Mr. Qingyuan was so powerful. Even after listening to his master's words, he still had doubts.

But now, Jian Haisha, who made Mingyuan Taoist Temple panic, was thrown to the door of Mingyuan Taoist Temple in a blink of an eye, and was stepped on by his junior brother Qi Ming and stepped into the dust.

Before and after...it seems like it's only a few breaths?

It was not too far from the Taoist temple to Jian Haisha’s hiding place, but even if Qi Yuan tried his best to run over, it would have to be at least ten breaths. But Mr. Qingyuan took down Jian Haisha within this time, which shows that Jian Haisha had never had enough time to meet in the hands of Mr. Qingyuan.

"Leave a living."

Qingyuan came up and said with a smile: "I have some more things to ask him, and I will hand it over to Taoist Master Shuiyuan tomorrow."

The old Taoist priest was a little hesitant.

Qingyuan could roughly guess this.

Because Jian Haisha came for a treasure in Mingyuan Taoist Temple, if Qingyuan interrogated him, he would probably have to know what the treasure was.

But beyond Qingyuan's expectations, the old Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and then said, "The person was captured by Mr. Qingyuan, and Mr. Qingyuan should be dealt with."

This old Taoist priest obviously passed many thoughts in that moment, but it was not stopped.

Kiyohara bowed slightly and smiled.

This old Taoist priest is decisive in his work. Although he is the junior brother of Taoist Master Shuiyuan, he is not only older than Taoist Master Shuiyuan, and seems to be more experienced in his work.

Qingyuan guessed that it was mostly because Taoist Master Shuiyuan was free and unruly and was always outside, but the old Taoist Master was in charge of various things, so he had such a different personality.

"Qi Ming, drag him over."

Qingyuan walked in front.

The old Taoist priest took a step back a little.

Qi Yuan and Qi Ming lifted Jian Haisha.

Looking at the upright back at the front, the three uncles and nephews were quite complicated.

Ahead is a master with unimaginable skills.

...

Jian Haisha had a very literary face. He was wearing a white shirt, like a scholar, but was covered in dust. He was also restrained by Qingyuan using magic, and looked quite embarrassed. But his cheeks were slightly tilted and his hair was shook, as if he paid great attention to his appearance.

In fact, Jian Haisha's ability is indeed not low among the masters. It is just because Qingyuan has immortal martial arts and has learned extraordinary things. He has two treasures of his own life and many profound Taoist techniques, which are really too powerful in comparison.

Even the green bull god in Kanling Town was killed by Qingyuan, let alone Jian Haisha?

Qingyuan looked down at this Wensheng and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Some time ago, I was in Muyang City and faced a group of real people and even half-immortals. Although I finally benefited, I also avoided many dangers in the process. But they were all big figures from all sides, almost the best people in the world today. Now that Qingyuan has escaped that matter, he unknowingly realized that he is already a superior person and has transcended the boundaries of the mundane.

An ordinary master is no longer his opponent.

Jian Haisha, who was regarded as a great enemy by Mingyuan Taoist Temple, was just a master of Yuan Ling.

At this time, Qingyuan was quite concerned about the inheritance obtained by Jian Haisha.

The Beast Control Sect inherits evil and Jian Haisha’s temperament is different from ordinary people, so Qingyuan thought about how to ask questions and immediately said, “Jian Haisha, get up, I have something to ask you.”

Jian Haisha sneered, turned his head away, without saying a word, but was very tough.

"I've seen what you are from."

Qingyuan smiled and said, "You are not a tough person, but a humble and cowardly guy. You are not capable, you like to be arrogant and sensational. In other words, the reason why your family was destroyed and your family was finally able to embark on the road of cultivation was because you laughed at others in the city, and finally made a joke with your superficial talent."

Jian Haisha's face was gloomy, his eyes were flickering, and he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Many people know that they have shortcomings, but they never want to look at them directly, and even in the end, they think they do not have these shortcomings. But if someone makes all these words clear, then they will be bloody and will make them want to kill the person who has opened the scars.

Jian Haisha believed that he had outstanding talent and knowledge. Even if he embarked on the path of cultivation, he still regarded himself as a scholar. What he hated most in his life was the four words "telling and learning" that were light.

"In terms of talent and learning, I met a down-and-out scholar in Nanliang, who should be better than you."

Qingyuan said: "There was a scholar living in this Mingyuan Taoist Temple before. He was really talented and unfathomable. And you only had a few taels of ink in your stomach..."

Jian Hai's sandy eyes were about to break and he kept struggling.

Kiyohara stood in front of him, stepped behind him and said, "If you move again, I will kill you."

Jian Haisha immediately stopped and his whole body stopped.

After a while, Jian Haisha whispered: "I will answer you, have you let me go?"

"I have seen your story. Since you killed your mother and wife, you have never distinguished between good and evil. You have acted at your own pace. You have been in Shu for many years, sometimes killing people and sometimes saving people. You have been the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the one

Kiyohara said slowly: "People like you want to live from me, of course they can't."

Jian Haisha suddenly laughed and gritted her teeth and said, "Then why should I answer you?"

"Because you are cowardly and weak." Kiyohara said: "People like you are not only afraid of death, but also fear that life is worse than death."

Jian Haisha's cheeks twitched, and there was a little blood in his eyes.

Kiyohara lowered his body and said, "As a master, you should not think that you are such a person... But everyone has nature. After practicing, they may become calm, gentle, or profound, or elegant, etc. But nature is nature after all."

"Jian Haisha, you are just a weak person who doesn't have much talent and is too weak."

"You said that when you were angry, blood splattered three feet away. You killed your mother. In fact, you felt guilty and wanted to kill yourself, but then you didn't dare to kill, so you killed your mother. Then the last bit of guilt and human nature were wiped out."

"But you are undeniable that you are a weak person."

Kiyohara said to him: "I don't know the technique of soul searching. If I meet a tough person, then I can't do anything. But if I meet you, it's simple... because I have the means to make you live worse than death."

And there was already a little fear in the depths of Jian Haisha's eyes.

Since his practice, he has been a noble monk, but the person in front of him has revealed his deepest shortcomings in blood.

That was the weakness and fear that he himself thought had disappeared.

"You have obtained the inheritance of the Beast Control Sect, and you should know a kind of evil technique that can absorb the essence and blood of the human body to help you practice."

Kiyohara took a step back, then looked into his eyes and said seriously: "I know this kind of evil trick."

Jian Haisha's eyes suddenly shrank, and the fear in his eyes became heavier.

"Not only that, but I have another one."

Kiyohara said: "This is a Taoist technique called the Blood Transformation Yuan technique. I have sealed your magic power now. As long as you get one, your flesh and blood will be eroded, and you will suffer from torture. Life is worse than death. I can guarantee you that you will definitely think about dying, but this last magic will indeed take your life, so you don't have to worry about this."

After saying that, Qingyuan stood up and waved his fingers, with a little red light.

Blood Transformation Technique!

"I said!"
Chapter completed!