Aiming for the Immortal Path

At the same time, eleven figures were standing in the air above the river, only a few miles away from Xiaoshi Village.

Among them, ten figures stepped on flying swords, and they were monks in the foundation building stage.

And there was a person in the middle, with a figure in the air, wearing a black and white robe, his hands behind his back, his palms emitting a cold light, and his hands were actually wearing a pair of dark red iron gloves.

The gloves flashed red and contained rich spiritual energy. One look at them showed that they were extremely extraordinary.

The man's face looked extremely young, like a boy in his early twenties.

Her long oily white hair spreads behind her back, dancing like a wild wind.

The angular face is as sharp as a knife and an ax, and it is extremely handsome.

A pair of eyebrows, showing arrogance.

Under the eyebrows, the fiery red pupils, deep pupils, flashed with a violent aura like angry flames.

This person is the third elder of the Duanmu family, Duanmu Fenlong.

The aura around Duanmu Fenlong was violent and powerful, and within a radius of more than ten feet, no one else dared to get close.

Eleven figures looked calmly at the river. Their eyes swept across and all landed on a corpse on the riverside.

Immediately afterwards, a figure of a monk with a long face flew out and landed next to the corpse.

After a quick inspection, the long-faced monk quickly returned with Song Mingyang's body ten feet away from Duanmu Fenlong.

"Third Master, this person's name is Song Mingyang. He is from the Song family in Qinghe City. He is also a registered disciple that you accepted some time ago."

"Judging from his death state and the aura around him, it is the same as the aura we found in the dense forest."

"It's just that... Miss Mu and the others were completely destroyed in body and spirit, but Song Mingyang's body remained, but I don't know why."

"But what is certain is that the murderer who killed Miss Mu and others is the same person who killed you, the registered disciple."

The long-faced monk looked at Duanmu Fenlong with respect and spoke quickly.

When Duanmu Fenlong heard this, his expression remained unchanged. He didn't even glance at Song Mingyang's body. He turned his head and stared at the river not far away.

After a moment, he asked without raising his head: "Yes, I understand. Are there any other discoveries?"

The long-faced monk hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly said: "There is a sentence left under Song Mingyang's body."

"The one who killed me is Demon Shadow Palace Li Canghai!!!"

Hearing the words Demonic Shadow Palace, Duanmu Fenlong raised his eyelids slightly, and then he spoke again: "Oh? It actually involves Demonic Shadow Palace?"

"What do you think?"

The long-faced monk looked thoughtful. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Judging from the handwriting on the ground, it is indeed Song Mingyang's handwriting."

"Under the handwriting, there is also the unique aura mark of our Duanmu family's secret method. Unless there is a traitor in the family,...it is most likely that it was left by Song Mingyang."

"It's just that the other party left Song Mingyang's body instead of destroying it. This has to make people suspicious."

"According to my subordinates, it means nothing more than two things: framing the blame, or warning!"

The long-faced monk quickly analyzed and said.

The matter involved the Demonic Shadow Palace, and he didn't dare to mess around.

After all, the Demonic Shadow Palace has a great reputation and is above the Duanmu Family in terms of reputation and strength.

Duanmu Fenlong squinted his eyes and said calmly, "It doesn't matter, no matter whether it's to blame or to give a warning, send someone to the Demon Shadow Palace to inquire."

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br\u003e "If it is a frame-up, it means that the person who did it has a grudge against the Demonic Shadow Palace. How can we let the Demonic Shadow Palace relax?"

"If it's a warning, then I...maybe I should go to the Demon Shadow Palace in person to ask for an explanation!"

Duanmu Fenlong put his hands behind his back, his eyes always staring at the river, but his whole body exuded strong confidence.

When it comes to the Shadow Palace, there is no fear in his words.

In terms of overall strength, the Duanmu Family is indeed inferior to the Demonic Shadow Palace.

But he Duanmu Fenlong relied on his own true strength.

Even if he faces the Demon Shadow Palace, he is not afraid at all! ! !

The long-faced monk heard this, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and immediately said: "Don't worry, Third Master, I will send someone to the Demonic Shadow Palace after I return from this trip."

"Then what should we do now? Should we send people to search for traces of the murderer in the southern part of Muyun Prefecture?"

Duanmu Fenlong turned around and asked, "Oh? Why...do you have any other clues?"

The long-faced monk hurriedly said: "According to the news received by my subordinates, many stragglers have gathered in Qingfeng City in recent days, and they seem to be plotting against our Duanmu Family. Among them, one of the strongest ones has a strong golden elixir!"

"My subordinates suspect that the person who took action is probably among those monks!"

Duanmu Fenlong immediately said: "Oh? Is this happening? No wonder the eldest brother wants the entire Qinghe City to be buried with Mu Yatou. It seems that he has known about this for a long time."

"In that case, we have to go."

"We should also let some unsighted guys know. How can anyone in the Duanmu family be provoked?"

Duanmu Fenlong sneered. Although he finished speaking, he was hovering in mid-air with no intention of taking action.

Eyes like flames were always staring at the river ahead.

Duanmu Fenlong didn't move, and everyone else had their swords hanging in the air, not daring to act rashly.

A pair of eyes fell on Duanmu Fenlong, puzzled by his meaning, but did not dare to ask more questions.

Seeing this, the long-faced monk followed Duanmu Fenlong's gaze and looked towards the river.

Um?

Could it be...that there's something in the river?

The long-faced monk was feeling strange when Duanmu Fenlong suddenly asked again: "Yunfeng, tell me... what kind of treasure can the spiritual essence be far above the spiritual weapon?"

Although the long-faced monk is only in the foundation-building stage, he is one of the persons in charge of Duanmu time intelligence.

Not to mention the entire Muyun Prefecture, at least the southern part of the Muyun Prefecture, he is responsible for organizing and conveying many messages.

The long-faced monk blinked and murmured: "The spiritual essence is far above the spiritual weapon? Isn't that a rare magic weapon?"

"Third Master, you mean... there is a magic weapon under the river?"

Duanmu Fenlong shook his head, "Not now, but there should have been not long ago, and... the grade is probably not low."

"In Muyun Prefecture, among the old guys who are proficient in weapon refining, are any of them refining magic weapons recently?"

The long-faced monk thought for a while, shook his head and said: "This... magic weapon is extremely difficult to refine. It not only requires extremely high refining skills, but also requires extremely rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Looking at the entire Muyun Prefecture, it has not been seen for hundreds of years. One person can refine it.”

"Recently, I haven't heard of any senior refining magic weapons."

"Could it be that the magic weapon left behind appeared before? If so, did Song Mingyang and Miss Mu have a conflict with the murderer because of the magic weapon?" At the same time, above the river only a few miles away from Xiaoshi Village, Eleven figures stand in the air.

Among them, ten figures stepped on flying swords, and they were monks in the foundation building stage.

And there was a person in the middle, with a figure in the air, wearing a black and white robe, his hands behind his back, his palms emitting a cold light, and his hands were actually wearing a pair of dark red iron gloves.

The gloves flashed red and contained rich spiritual energy. One look at them showed that they were extremely extraordinary.

The man's face looked extremely young, like a boy in his early twenties.

Her long oily white hair spreads behind her back, dancing like a wild wind.

The angular face is as sharp as a knife and an ax, and it is extremely handsome.

A pair of eyebrows, showing arrogance.

Under the eyebrows, the fiery red pupils, deep pupils, flashed with a violent aura like angry flames.

This person is the third elder of the Duanmu family, Duanmu Fenlong. .??.

The aura around Duanmu Fenlong was violent and powerful, and within a radius of more than ten feet, no one else dared to get close.

Eleven figures looked calmly at the river. Their eyes swept across and all landed on a corpse on the riverside.

Immediately afterwards, a figure of a monk with a long face flew out and landed next to the corpse.

After a quick inspection, the long-faced monk quickly returned with Song Mingyang's body ten feet away from Duanmu Fenlong.

"Third Master, this person's name is Song Mingyang. He is from the Song family in Qinghe City. He is also a registered disciple that you accepted some time ago."

"Judging from his death state and the aura around him, it is the same as the aura we found in the dense forest."

"It's just that... Miss Mu and the others were all destroyed in body and spirit, but Song Mingyang's body remained, but I don't know why."

"But what is certain is that the murderer who killed Miss Mu and others is the same person who killed you, the registered disciple."

The long-faced monk looked at Duanmu Fenlong with respect and spoke quickly.

When Duanmu Fenlong heard this, his expression remained unchanged. He didn't even glance at Song Mingyang's body. He turned his head and stared at the river not far away.

After a moment, he asked without raising his head: "Yes, I understand. Are there any other discoveries?"

The long-faced monk hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly said: "There is a sentence left under Song Mingyang's body."

"The one who killed me is Demon Shadow Palace Li Canghai!!!"

Hearing the words Demonic Shadow Palace, Duanmu Fenlong raised his eyelids slightly, and then he spoke again: "Oh? It actually involves Demonic Shadow Palace?"

"What do you think?"

The long-faced monk looked thoughtful. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Judging from the handwriting on the ground, it is indeed Song Mingyang's handwriting."

"Under the handwriting, there is also the aura mark unique to our Duanmu family's secret method. Unless there is a traitor in the family,...it is most likely that it was left by Song Mingyang."

"It's just that the other party left Song Mingyang's body instead of destroying it. This has to make people suspicious."

"According to my subordinates, it means nothing more than two things: framing the blame, or warning!"

The long-faced monk quickly analyzed and said.

The matter involved the Demonic Shadow Palace, and he didn't dare to mess around.

After all, the Demonic Shadow Palace has a great reputation and is above the Duanmu Family in terms of reputation and strength.

Duanmu Fenlong squinted his eyes and said calmly, "It doesn't matter, no matter whether it's to blame or to give a warning, send someone to the Demon Shadow Palace to inquire."

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br\u003e "If it is a frame-up, it means that the person who did it has a grudge against the Demonic Shadow Palace. How can we let the Demonic Shadow Palace relax?"

"If it's a warning, then I...maybe I should go to the Demon Shadow Palace in person to ask for an explanation!"

Duanmu Fenlong put his hands behind his back, his eyes always staring at the river, but his whole body exuded strong confidence.

When it comes to the Shadow Palace, there is no fear in his words.

In terms of overall strength, the Duanmu Family is indeed inferior to the Demonic Shadow Palace.

But he Duanmu Fenlong relied on his own true strength.

Even if he faced the Demonic Shadow Palace, he was not afraid at all! ! !

The long-faced monk heard this, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and immediately said: "Don't worry, Third Master, I will send someone to the Demonic Shadow Palace after I return from this trip."

"Then what should we do now? Should we send people to search for traces of the murderer in the southern part of Muyun Prefecture?"

Duanmu Fenlong turned around and asked, "Oh? Why...do you have any other clues?"

The long-faced monk hurriedly said: "According to the news received by my subordinates, many stragglers have gathered in Qingfeng City in recent days, and they seem to be plotting against our Duanmu Family. Among them, one of the strongest ones has a strong golden elixir!"

"My subordinates suspect that the person who took action is probably among those monks!"

Duanmu Fenlong immediately said: "Oh? Is this happening? No wonder the eldest brother wants the entire Qinghe City to be buried with Mu Yatou. It seems that he has known about this for a long time."

"In that case, we have to go."

"We should also let some unsighted guys know. How can anyone in the Duanmu family be provoked?"

Duanmu Fenlong sneered. Although he finished speaking, he was hovering in mid-air with no intention of taking action.

His eyes, which were like flames, were always looking at the river in front of him.

Duanmu Fenlong didn't move, and everyone else had their swords hanging in the air, not daring to act rashly.

A pair of eyes fell on Duanmu Fenlong, puzzled by his meaning, but did not dare to ask more questions.

Seeing this, the long-faced monk followed Duanmu Fenlong's gaze and looked towards the river.

Um?

Could it be...that there's something in the river?

The long-faced monk was feeling strange when Duanmu Fenlong suddenly asked again: "Yunfeng, what kind of treasure do you think...the spiritual essence in it can be far greater than the spiritual weapon?"

Although the long-faced monk is only in the foundation-building stage, he is one of the persons in charge of Duanmu time intelligence.

Not to mention the entire Muyun Prefecture, at least the southern part of the Muyun Prefecture, he is responsible for organizing and conveying many messages.

The long-faced monk blinked and murmured: "The spiritual essence is far above the spiritual weapon? Isn't that a rare magic weapon?"

"Third Master, you mean... there is a magic weapon under the river?"

Duanmu Fenlong shook his head, "Not now, but there should have been not long ago, and... the grade is probably not low."

"In Muyun Prefecture, among the old guys who are proficient in weapon refining, are any of them refining magic weapons recently?"

The long-faced monk thought for a while, shook his head and said: "This... magic weapon is extremely difficult to refine. It not only requires extremely high refining skills, but also requires extremely rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Looking at the entire Muyun Prefecture, it has not been seen for hundreds of years. One person can refine it.”

"Recently, I haven't heard of any senior refining magic weapons."

"Could it be that the magic weapon that was left behind appeared before? If so, did Song Mingyang and Miss Mu conflict with the murderer because of the magic weapon?"