Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 187 186. Turn your hands into clouds, turn your hands into rain (6000) (subscribe!!!)

After hearing the name An Le said, Jiang Yun frowned: "Are you sure?"

An Le said indifferently: "I never do anything I'm not sure about."

Jiang Yun thought for a moment, but said decisively: "Then I will trust you again!"

She didn't say what she would do if An Le misjudged her. After walking on the road of cultivating immortals for so long, she should know that there is a price to be paid for saying something.

Don't look at Jiang Yun's subtle attitude towards An Le and provoke him many times, but in fact, this just shows that Jiang Yun attaches great importance to An Le.

Jiang Yun clearly understands that whoever really treats this handsome young man as a harmless, gentle and pure little sheep will definitely suffer a big loss!
— as she herself had been before.

It is precisely because of this view that Jiang Yun chooses to trust An Le again.

After listening to the conversation between the two, the faces of many monks behind Jiang Yun also showed strange expressions, thinking secretly.

"Do spies really exist? When did they sneak in..."

"Friend Daoist An, how did you know about this?"

"Could it be that he wanted revenge..."

Most of them are still half-believing. After all, Anle has not presented any real evidence right now, so it is difficult to convince these people.

It was only because of Jiang Yun's prestige that Lin Ningqian and the others did not raise any objections.

Jiang Junliang, Cheng Yuemei, and Ye Linger did not doubt Anle's judgment at all.

Especially Jiang Junliang, after he realized that he had misunderstood An Le last time, he had almost unconditional trust in him.

Jiang Junliang looked at An Le's back in admiration, thinking to himself.

"You Daoist An dared to do this, he must have his confidence, I don't need to know the reason behind it, just follow it is enough."

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When An Le and his party arrived at Zhang Haiyun's residence, he was already waiting outside the door.

An Le did not hide their whereabouts, not to mention the tip-offs of other monks on the road, Zhang Haiyun could easily detect their movements with Zhang Haiyun's grasp of the magic circle here.

Zhang Haiyun's face was stern, and the breath of Yuanying was faintly visible, bringing a sense of oppression.

Behind him, several monks came one after another, staring at An Le and the others vigilantly.

"Audacity! What are you trying to do?"

"Do you want to start a war with the entire Qinghan branch hall?"

Before Zhang Haiyun opened his mouth, other monks asked loudly.

Although Zhang Haiyun is relatively selfish, he has been running the Qinghan branch for decades, so he is naturally prestige and has many loyal subordinates. These people will never sit back and watch An Le attack him.

Zhang Haiyun waved his hand, suppressed the voices of others, and asked in disappointment with a look of vicissitudes on his mature face.

"Friends Daoist An, Fellow Daoist Jiang, Zhang asked himself, he has been treating you with courtesy these days."

"Whatever your request is, I will try my best to satisfy it, and I have entertained you several times."

Zhang Haiyun's expression was faintly filled with grief and indignation, and his tone was even more aggrieved.

"But now, what did I do wrong that you want to treat me like this?"

Seeing his appearance, Lin Ningqian couldn't help muttering in her heart: "This situation makes us seem to be the villains who bully others."

An Le still said unhurriedly: "Master Zhang, you misunderstood."

"I mean no offense."

"I came here just to ask you for a monk."

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Zhang Haiyun became more and more puzzled, and asked with a frown, "Who are you looking for?"

"Tian Qiutong, Fellow Daoist Tian."

An Le looked at the door of Zhang Haiyun's residence: "At this moment... she should be in your room, right?"

Zhang Haiyun's brows were furrowed, and he didn't understand what An Le meant.

"Why are you looking for her?"

"This Fellow Daoist Tian is a spy of the Great Tai Dynasty. If she is not removed, then the inside and the outside will cooperate, and the Qinghan Palace will be in danger."

Hearing this, Zhang Haiyun suddenly changed color, and said angrily: "It's a bunch of nonsense! It doesn't make sense!"

"Tian Daoyou is a monk who was here at the beginning of the establishment of Qinghan branch hall. He is loyal to this hall and has never overstepped. How could he be a spy of the Great Thai Dynasty?"

"Even if you're looking for an excuse to provoke trouble, you still have to find someone who is a little more decent?"

Zhang Haiyun was obviously really angry, Yuanying's aura overflowed, and even the air became sticky and dignified.

The magic circles inside the Qinghan branch hall were also pulled by this breath, as if they were about to explode.

Not far away, the monks of Qinghan Branch Hall also said aloud.

"I have known Daoyou Tian for so many years, and I have never heard of any connection between her and the Great Tai Dynasty."

"This is definitely spitting blood!"

"Master Zhang, you must never hand it over to others, otherwise it will appear that we are weak and can be bullied?"

The Qinghan Branch Hall is only this big in total, and in addition to its closed and remote location, the relationship between the monks is far closer than that of the outside world.

Not to mention, the slightly absurd atmosphere here.

With Tian Qiutong's qualifications, there are not a few monks who have skin-to-skin relationships with her.

Hearing An Le's baseless words now, naturally no one would believe them, and instead aroused people's anger.

For a moment, the crowd was passionate, and An Le and the others suddenly became the targets of public criticism.

Regarding this, Jiang Yun couldn't help frowning slightly, and looked at Anle worriedly.

'Is he really sure? '

But in the face of this situation, An Le still didn't change his face: "Yes or no, it doesn't count if you say it."

"Why don't you ask Fellow Daoist Tian to come out and confront me face to face, the result will be clear at a glance."

His eyes were sharp, and he looked at Zhang Haiyun without fear: "I don't know what Zhang Haiyun wants to do?"

Zhang Haiyun's eyes flashed, and finally he sneered: "Why?"

"Based on your few words, do you want the disciples of this hall to confront each other?"

"Don't deceive people too much!"

"Ugh……"

An Le sighed faintly: "I can understand why Master Zhang is worried about his daughter, but the situation is urgent now, please forgive me."

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

"daughter?"

"Tian Qiutong is the daughter of Master Zhang, this...?"

The monks in the Qinghan branch hall looked surprised, they had never heard any rumors about it in the Qinghan branch hall.

This time, even Ye Linger looked at Anle in surprise, shocked by the amount of information revealed in this sentence.

Zhang Haiyun's eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief, "How did he know?"

He didn't even mention this secret to the person next to him. In the entire Qinghan branch hall, only he and Tian Qiutong knew about it.

Zhang Haiyun even planned to bury this secret in his heart for life.

At this moment, being pointed out by An Le on the spot, he was naturally shocked and angry. He didn't understand where An Le got this news from?And why can you say it so firmly?
Zhang Haiyun only lost his composure for a very short moment, and soon returned to his usual expression, and shouted in a deep voice: "Nonsense, I don't know what it means!"

But those present were all immortal cultivators with high levels and extremely keen spiritual sense, and they all vaguely noticed the change in his state of mind.

So, I was even more surprised.

"Is this... is it true?"

"Does that mean..."

An Le continued to say unhurriedly: "I not only know that Tian Daoyou is your biological daughter, but also that her biological mother's name is Tian Chunhua, who is the previous Hall Master of the Qinghan Branch Hall."

"It is also because of her that you can justifiably sit on the position of the Palace Master."

Hearing this, the complexions of several older monks changed slightly. They are the older generation of the Qinghan Branch Hall, so they have naturally heard of this name.

"Why does this Anle even know the name of the former hall master?"

"How much else does he know?"

An Le didn't care what other people thought, and stared at Zhang Haiyun with burning eyes.

"It's just that Tian Chunhua didn't expect that you, Zhang Haiyun, would do such a careless thing to your daughter."

"In order to conceal the truth, you transferred most of the old people who knew about this place, buried the past, and spent decades of painstaking efforts to make this place your one-word hall."

"And in order to take care of your daughter, you specially arranged for her the most leisurely job - guarding the entrance and exit of the fortress. You also gave her control of part of the magic circle, which caused disaster."

After An Le finished speaking, the surroundings were completely silent and extremely quiet.

The crowd was no longer as excited as before.

Everyone looked at Zhang Haiyun with extremely complicated eyes, waiting for his response.

Although the ethos of the Qinghan branch hall is open, it is not to the point where human relations are reduced to nothing.

If all the secrets revealed by An Le are true, Zhang Haiyun's prestige will undoubtedly suffer a great blow.

Zhang Haiyun's face was gloomy like water, and the horror in his heart was like a stormy sea.

He didn't expect that An Le not only knew the deepest secrets in his heart, but also knew such details, even the cause and effect.

Even if there are still fallacies in the details, it is basically the same.

"It is absolutely impossible for him to investigate it himself. There must be other forces secretly helping behind it."

"Is it the Jiang family? Or my enemy?"

"Or... from the very beginning, the target of this Anle was me, trying to pull me down from this position?"

Zhang Haiyun was terrified when he thought about it carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was conspiracy and malice in it.

His greed for power also determined that he would guess in this direction.

However, as a Nascent Soul, Zhang Haiyun's concentration is far superior to that of ordinary people. On the surface, he can still act nonchalantly, and said coldly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Not to mention that you have made up some non-existent things since just now, I want to ask you, is there any connection between this and the Great Thai Dynasty?"

"How do you prove that Fellow Daoist Tian is a spy of the Great Thai Dynasty?"

Zhang Haiyun saw it very clearly. As the master of the Qinghan Branch Hall, his authority in the hearts of everyone must be above Anle.

As long as he bites to death and refuses to admit it, even if An Le talks too much, the majority of people believe in him.

"I still say the same thing, as long as Fellow Daoist Tian comes forward, the truth will naturally come to light."

An Le turned her head and glanced at the monks gathered nearby: "Don't you want to prove Fellow Daoist Tian's innocence?"

By this time, everyone was no longer as hostile as they were at the beginning.

Even though they didn't want to admit it, based on what they knew about Zhang Haiyun, that kind of scandal was really possible.

As a result, the credibility of An Le's discourse has improved a lot.

Someone said aloud: "Master Zhang, why don't you ask Fellow Daoist Tian to come forward, and it won't be too late to deal with this person after his innocence is proved."

"Yes, I believe Fellow Daoist Tian must have a clear conscience, so what is there to be afraid of?"

Most of the people still believed that Tian Qiutong would not be a spy of the Taitai Dynasty, but they just wanted to slap Anle in the face after verifying his innocence, so they appealed.

This is exactly the purpose of Anle not hiding her whereabouts.

He just wanted to attract people and make this matter as big as possible!
The darkness in Zhang Haiyun's eyes was deep and intense, and he thought to himself: "He even counted this?"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Haiyun said to others: "Your fellow Daoist Tian is unwell and cannot see anyone for the time being."

"I suspect that he knew this and made such an unreasonable request at this time."

If Zhang Haiyun had said this at the beginning, most people would have believed him, but at this moment, anyone with a discerning eye could see his evasion, and they would inevitably become more suspicious.

Jiang Yun smiled and said, "I'm afraid even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe what Master Zhang said?"

"If Master Zhang refuses to let her come out to meet people, then we have no choice but to force our way in to meet her."

As she said that, a hot and fiery breath spread from her body, as if even the air could be ignited.

Ye Linger also took a step forward.

The fat all over his body trembled slightly, and his huge body brought an exaggerated sense of presence. The eyelids of many monks next to him twitched, feeling a strong crisis.

If this mountain is pressed down, it is afraid that ordinary monks will be crushed into meat.

And the elite monks behind Jiang Yun, Jiang Junliang, Cheng Yuemei... also showed a bad breath.

But Zhang Haiyun still had no intention of avoiding it, and stopped in front of everyone, his whole body's aura gradually rose.

Seeing this, many monks also stood behind him, confronting An Le and the others.

No matter how bastard Zhang Haiyun was, most of them still received his favor and training, and naturally they would stand by his side.

It's just that they are no longer as confident as they were just now.

Just when the atmosphere between the two sides was gradually tense and tense.

"Father, stop it."

A hoarse female voice came from Zhang Haiyun's room.

The door was pushed open from the inside, and Tian Qiutong came out.

Her face was pale, her breathing was weak, and she looked like she was suffering from some kind of illness.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yun couldn't help being surprised: "So he really didn't lie?"

Ye Linger stared at Tian Qiutong who was not far away, sniffled slightly, thoughtfully: "This breath..."

"Qiu Tong..."

Zhang Haiyun's expression froze, guilt flashed in his eyes: "You shouldn't have come out."

Tian Qiutong smiled and looked at An Le: "Friend Daoist An, I heard everything you said just now."

"It's just that you're wrong about one thing."

"It wasn't my father who did that to me, but I seduced him actively. He didn't want to damage my reputation, so he hid my identity."

An Le shook her head: "I'm not interested in your family's private affairs."

"I just want to ask, why do you work for the Great Thai Dynasty?"

All eyes were on Tian Qiutong.

They were extremely nervous, and her answer at this time would undoubtedly determine the direction of the situation, and even the future of the entire Qinghan Branch Hall.

Tian Qiutong frowned, with anger on her pretty face: "Friend Daoist An, you can call me flirtatious, you can say that I don't obey women's morals, but why did you pour this basin of sewage on my head?"

"I can swear to the heavens, I, Tian Qiutong, are definitely not a spy of the Taitai Dynasty, otherwise the golden core will be shattered, the intestines will be rotten, and there will be no place to die!"

As she spoke, there were vague fluctuations in the air.

Immortal cultivators never swear casually, because the oath itself has a unique power and is connected with the heavens.

"The oath is fulfilled."

Jiang Yun narrowed her eyes and looked at An Le beside her: "My qi-watching technique can identify the authenticity of words, she... didn't lie."

She was in an odd mood like never before.

An Le spent so much effort before, inviting himself to act, and revealing Zhang Haiyun's secret, finally forced Tian Qiutong out, but finally came to such a result?
Isn't this slapping yourself in the face?
On the side, many monks in the Qinghan branch hall breathed a sigh of relief.

Some people mocked and said: "Let me just say it, how could Tian Daoyou be a spy?"

"An Le, if you don't apologize sincerely, it won't be justified!"

"Hehe, I thought someone was confident, how sure was he? It's really funny."

Having been suppressed so badly by An Le's aura before, of course they now want to pay back verbally.

But Zhang Haiyun felt something was wrong, his brows were furrowed, and he held his breath suddenly: "Did he...see it?"

At this moment, Zhang Haiyun heard An Le continue talking.

"I heard that there is such a kind of evil living in Yueyuan."

"It barely has the shape of a human, but its whole body is made of ice and snow. Its face is a piece of ice that is as flat as a mirror. After it comes into contact with a living person, it will gradually become that person's appearance, and the body's body will gradually approach it. on the other side."

"Next, learn the exercises, realm, and spells together."

As he spoke, the surroundings became quiet again little by little.

The coldness slowly climbed up behind everyone's back, and the slightest bit of coldness seemed to be climbing up the spine.

"And when its appearance changes completely, even the memory of the monk will be acquired, forming a nearly identical personality."

"The saddest thing is that this evil spirit no longer thinks of itself as an evil spirit, but regards it as the replaced monk himself."

"This kind of evil spirit is called Ice Soul."

An Le raised her head and looked at Tian Qiutong with pity and sympathy.

"Tian Daoyou, in fact...you are already dead."

As he spoke, An Le lifted out an ice coffin from the storage bag, in which lay a cold corpse.

Judging by her appearance and clothes, who else is it but Tian Qiutong?
When the corpse was carried out, the scene once again fell into deathly silence.

People did not expect that the truth of the matter would be so cruel and treacherous.

"I, I am... Bing Po?"

"Tian Qiutong" who was still alive murmured, pain, struggle, and confusion appeared on her face. Two completely different chaotic memories collided and blended back and forth in her mind, so that she couldn't tell which one was the real one. Own.

Her whole body began to melt like ice and snow, and recovered from time to time, like the snowflake screen on an old TV when the signal was poor, which looked very strange.

"what!!!!"

Immediately afterwards, "Tian Qiutong" let out an extremely sharp scream.

It is not like any sound that humans or even animals can make, directly piercing everyone's eardrums.

The cultivators who had contact with such evil spirits as Bing Po confirmed her identity again.

However, before they could make a move, a big hand made of spiritual power covered "Tian Qiutong".

Zhang Haiyun said in a soft tone that people have never heard before: "Close your eyes, don't listen to anything, don't look at anything."

"You are Tian Qiutong, my daughter, you should sleep for a while."

The powerful hand not only isolated "Tian Qiutong" from the outside world, shielded the sound and sight, but also continuously sent out soothing emotions, so that the evil spirit quickly returned to a stable state and fell into a peaceful sleep.

Seeing this scene, the monks present had complex expressions and were speechless.

Someone couldn't help reminding: "Master Zhang...she is not fellow Daoist Tian, ​​but just an ice soul."

Zhang Haiyun turned a deaf ear and looked up at An Le and the ice coffin beside him.

"Where did you find this corpse?"

An Le replied indifferently: "It's less than two kilometers away from the Qinghan branch hall."

Of course he wouldn't say that this was the position he had spent a lot of time locking in after deduction with Bing Po in vain.

The hardships of the process are not enough for outsiders to understand.

It was not until yesterday that An Le obtained such crucial evidence.

"Is that so...Thank you for finding her."

Zhang Haiyun stared at the female corpse in the ice coffin, and murmured, "Friend Daoist An, I have a question for you."

"A person's thoughts, actions, and character are shaped by past experiences."

"And the way experience affects thought is memory."

"When a person completely inherits another person's memory, is he the original person, or has he become another person?"

An Le sighed inwardly.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, Zhang Haiyun may have noticed Tian Qiutong's abnormality long ago.

It's just that he didn't want to expose this point, and took Bing Po, who had Tian Qiutong's memory, as a substitute for his daughter.

This has evolved to where it is today.

An Le didn't bother to discuss this kind of philosophical issue, so she said directly in a deep voice.

"Master Zhang, that ice soul was tampered with by the people of the Great Thai Dynasty. If it is not dealt with as soon as possible, a large number of monks from the Great Thai Dynasty will use her as a coordinate to come here."

"Hall Master, please kill Bing Po!"

Jiang Yun, Lin Ningqian and others said: "Please kill the Bing Po, the Palace Master!"

Immediately afterwards, the other monks in the Qinghan branch hall cupped their hands and said: "Please kill the ice soul, the master!"

Although they had mixed feelings, they clearly understood that Bing Po was just an evil spirit after all, not the Tian Qiutong they knew well.

Killing the evil spirits as soon as possible is the most correct choice.

"You... all think so?"

Zhang Haiyun looked around, and what he saw was sincere and firm eyes, as if the whole branch hall was against him, and there was a feeling of betrayal.

It is inevitable that there will be a bit of loneliness and bitterness in my heart.

He smiled bitterly: "Friend Daoist An, turn your hands into clouds, and turn your hands into rain."

"It's a good move!"

As he said that, Zhang Haiyun's big spiritual hand slowly clenched the ice soul inside.

Just when everyone thought everything was coming to an end.

The entire Qinghan branch hall suddenly trembled violently.

(End of this chapter)