The Taoists in Shangxuanmen originally thought that with that piece of locust tree, they should be able to easily evolve how the World-Honored One was killed.

However, at a critical moment, the water mirror in front of him all disappeared with a phantom.

At the same time, Zhizhen Daoist, who was standing in the main position, looked pale in his face, and felt sweet in his throat, and a mouthful of blood was spurting out of his mouth.

"Junior brother, are you okay?" The Taoist people next to him were shocked.

"I'm fine, it's just a backlash of humanity." Zhizhen wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said with a wry smile.

The Venerable in the Next World died, and he and the other party’s previous agreements could no longer be deceived. Now he is perceived by humanity and is normal to be retaliated.

After an accident, this secret method of tracing the origin naturally cannot continue.

The Taoist knew the Dharma frowned slightly and said, "Master, I'm afraid that other Taoist sects will participate in this matter, so we'd better make plans..."

As the words came to the ground, the other Taoists were silent, obviously there were similar speculations in their hearts.

They couldn't help but think about it. This matter was similar to Jiang Zhushuiyan Yuqing Dao Wanshan Mansion. They were caught off guard without warning in advance.

And he used the secret technique but could not find the murderer.

Such a method is not something that ordinary practitioners can do.

"The battle for the dragon has not started yet, and my Taoist sect has already planned this way." Zhili looked dry and silent, and then said loudly, "Senior Brother Zhifa is right. We will quickly send disciples to check there, hoping to find out what clues are there?

"Do you let the Qianlong start in advance?" another Taoist asked.

"Never" Zhili stopped him urgently, "All the brothers and sisters have seen the fortune of the Great Yan Dynasty. Although evil spirits and resentment are everywhere, they have their own fortune to protect them for hundreds of years. At this time, the Great Yan Dynasty is like a hundred-legged insect, and it has no strength to die without being stiff. If Qianlong raises up at this time, it will be the target of public criticism. It can only cause the imperial court to conquer, and there will even be other Taoist sects behind it to fuel the fire...

Doing this way, you can only make wedding dresses for others, but you can’t do it.”

"Why would you rather send the little disciple and Ling Ying to check together? How about it?" Zhizhen Taoist suggested.

"Okay," Zhili didn't think much about it and nodded.

Chang Jin and Yan Chixia naturally didn't know about the various plots in Shangxuan Gate. They took a short rest in Lanruo Temple and waited until the east was getting whiter, then they walked out of the mountain.

When passing by the Venerable Temple, Chang Jin turned his head and took a look.

Early in the morning, many people climbed the mountain road, and they all went to the Venerable Temple to snatch the incense sticks of burning heads. I wonder what their reaction would be when they entered the temple and found that the statue was broken.

Many times, it is better to seek oneself than to seek others. Putting hope on the gods is never a good choice.

Chang Jin sighed inwardly and turned his head away.

Before we arrived in the town, we saw Wang Qinian standing by the roadside waiting from a distance.

"Brother Yan, that's my friend Wang Qingyuan... He had also witnessed Brother Yan's spirit before on the Dushui River."

"Oh? Like Yun Sheng, is he also a cultivator?" Yan Chixia asked curiously.

"No, Brother Qingyuan is just an ordinary person." Chang Jin shook his head.

When the two of them got closer, Wang Qinian ran over with some excitement, pointed at Yan Chixia and asked excitedly: "Yunsheng, this is the master we met that day. How did you meet?"

"Hehe, Brother Qingyuan, he is Brother Yan Chixia and Yan, a native of Sanqinzhou..."

Chang Jin introduced the two to each other, briefly telling the story of the two meeting while tracing the true body of the Later World Venerable.

"Yunsheng, has the evil god been removed?" After the greetings, Wang Qinian couldn't wait to ask.

"Last night, Brother Yan and I joined forces and took a lot of effort to remove the body of the World Venerable and the soul. From now on, the Venerable will no longer deceive the world."

"That's good, that's good..."

"Okay, let's not stand here and chat, let's go to the town to have some breakfast." Chang Jin suggested again.

Such small towns are not comparable to those of the county town. They just ate a few bowls of beans and spent some time.

After breakfast, the three of them stayed unintentionally and left together.

Shortly after Chang Jin and the other two left the town, two Taoists came to the foot of Ziyu Mountain.

It was almost noon now, and it was the hottest time for the sun, but people were still visiting the mountain to visit.

The Taoist in charge counted a little bit and said in surprise: "I'm afraid there are thousands of people here who visit every day, right?"

"Yeah," the Taoist who fell a few steps behind him nodded, "I had a disciple who had previously sent a message saying that in recent months, there were five or six thousand people burning incense every day. There were more worship days on the first day of the 1st and 15th day of the Gods. Let's go up and take a look?"

"No, the Lord of the Next World is dead, and there is nothing to see when you go up, which can easily cause misunderstandings. Just check it here, let's go to Lanruo Temple to take a look."

After the leader said this, he released his spiritual consciousness.

I saw that the luck above the Venerable Temple had dimmed. Although the people in the temple kept offering incense and thoughts, the breath had just entered the temple and then drifted out again and did not condense.

The Taoist court sent them here to check to confirm whether the Venerable of the Next World died. This situation shows that the Venerable of the Next World has fallen from the divine position, so there is no need to look carefully.

The two looked at each other and turned around and left immediately.

Chang Jin and the other two walked to the intersection of the official road and stopped again. Yan Chixia had something to go north, while Wang Qinian and others had to travel south, with their destinations far apart.

In just one day of contact, Yan Chixia already treated Chang Jin as a close friend. However, they were all free and easy people. When they parted, they would not act like children. They would say goodbye to each other and then go in separate ways.

The destination of Chang Jin and Wang Qinian's trip was Huyang Prefecture City a hundred miles away. It had no rain in the past two days, and the weather became hotter and hotter. After traveling for more than ten miles, Wang Qinian began to complain.

When he arrived at a larger market in front, Wang Qinian said he would not leave anything and said bluntly that he wanted to buy a donkey for transportation.

When they asked someone about where the Niu Xing was, they stepped into it. It was said that it was Niu Xing, but it was actually commonly known as it was, and there were some animals sold inside.

This place is not big, and there are animal feces everywhere. In this weather, the smell is extremely pungent.

Fortunately, Chang Jin was just reborn in this world. He had a poor life with his sister when he lived a poor life, but he didn't think the smell was so bad.

Wang Qinian was different. He beat a young man. When he arrived in the Niuxing, he kept covering his nose: "Yunsheng, let's pick a donkey quickly. After picking and leaving, Brother Yu really can't stay..."

"How can you do it? The next journey is not short. You must pick two good donkeys," Chang Jin looked at Wang Qinian with a sad face and shook his head.

"Good donkey? Could it be that Yunsheng, do you know how to be like a donkey?" Wang Qinian said in surprise.

"Understand" Chang Jin responded. To be honest, he didn't understand Xiang Du, but he could check their luck on his head through his spiritual sense.

All things have spirits. Although luck is not comparable to humans, they can still be observed.

"Really or not?" Wang Qinian looked disbelieving.

"Are you going to buy a donkey, two young men?" They were talking when a thin man with a dark face came over and asked.

"Yes, your donkey sells..." Wang Qinian asked hurriedly.

"Of course, the two young men come here to see. My donkeys are all from Donghe County vendors, so they are definitely of the best." The thin man spitted out of his mouth and led the two into a courtyard.

The yard is not small, with several wooden stakes standing against the wall, and several fat donkeys poked their heads to eat grass in the trough.

"Two guys, how about it? Look at this head, there is absolutely no second in Niuxing. You can choose whatever you want, and one head costs only ten taels of silver, how about it?"

"Ten taels of silver are indeed not expensive." Wang Qinian agreed.

Chang Jin sighed in his heart when he heard this. Wang Qinian, who is usually very smart, started to be confused when he arrived at Niu Xing. He said such words clearly were slaughtered by others. He glanced over and shook his head and said, "Let's go to another house to see it."
Chapter completed!