Villain: I am not good at fighting.

There was a faint smell of blood at the entrance of the rockery cave, and spiritual sense was unable to detect the situation inside. Zhou Rui looked unreliable, but he was very cautious.

He chased into the cave and found the corpse. The puppet emperor escaped from his spiritual sense again, so he withdrew immediately without even taking a look at the situation inside.

"No hurry, first ask Senior Sister Wang for some information, he can't run away."

Under the cloak, the formation plate hung with a red rope around Liu Muqing's waist rotated on its own, and the corresponding heavenly stems and earthly branches on it echoed with the formation flags outside the city.

The flag of the Five Elements Array represents the earth element. It is apricot yellow in color and looks like flying sand. Invisible ripples are spreading, and the runes cast with medium-grade spirit stones are burning like candles.

The sand is returned to the forbidden area and started!

"Sister Wang, you are colluding with the Demon Cult. Even if we kill you now, the sect will have to explain it. If you know what's best for you, tell us the truth. What is the name of this puppet emperor and who he is?"

Liu Muqing knew that the puppet emperor was the third prince of Zhou Kingdom and a remnant of the Demon Sect, but others did not know.

"Haha...Okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."

Wang Xiaoxiao's expression suddenly became ferocious, not caring about his own life or death, and he shouted:

"Everyone, kill them at all costs!"

His voice was sharp and shrill, hysterical, and his eyes were fanatical, like a brainwashed fanatic.

boom!

Before the surrounding Qi-refining monks could take action, Bian He knocked Wang Xiaoxiao unconscious first. The illusion manipulator would lose consciousness, and the person being manipulated would wake up from the illusion.

The Qi-refining monks who had already sacrificed their magic weapons and performed spells looked confused for a moment and then clear-headed, and most of them tactfully stopped.

But there were still three people, whose eyes were the same as Wang Xiaoxiao's before, crazy and extreme, like fearless warriors, rushing towards the three people.

These three people are undoubtedly the ones with higher cultivation among the Qi-refining cultivators, including the master of the middle-aged man from Xiao Yan Sect.

"The illusion technique used to manipulate them is very clever."

Bian He picked up the unconscious Wang Xiaoxiao and commented as he looked at the people who rushed over.

"It should be a soul-controlling technique that directly controls the soul, which is better than illusion... Eh? Junior Sister Liu, spare his life!"

A jade ruler magic weapon appeared in Zhou Rui's hand. He was about to subdue the three Qi-refining monks when he saw a black shadow flash beside him and a biting cold wind blew past.

First, the Qi-refining monk was frozen into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye, and then turned into crystal points and dissipated.

"Brother Zhou, what did you just say?"

After the Bixiao Sword was inserted into the throat of the second Qi Refining cultivator, Liu Muqing slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Rui in confusion.

He drew his sword and swung it horizontally. Blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing on the cat-head mask. The cuteness and innocence went hand in hand with the bloodthirstiness and cruelty, giving the two of them a creepy illusion.

"Uh, I was just about to say, under the sword..."

"puff!"

The third Qi-refining cultivator who rushed over was also pierced through by the Bixiao Sword. His body froze and turned into crystal points that dissipated in the wind.

"never mind……"

Seeing Liu Muqing turning back again, Zhou Rui didn't want to talk anymore. He just wanted to take off the innocent mask and see the face to see if it was the devil.

Bian He looked at the three sword-energy cultivators who turned into crystal and disappeared, and then took a deep look at Liu Muqing who was wiping the sword.

The disappearance of corpses is the characteristic of the ten thousand year old black ice and the mutated ice spiritual roots. He underestimated this Junior Sister Liu not only in terms of intelligence but also strength.

"Everyone, disperse. Pay attention to maintaining order in the city. Do not try to get close to here, otherwise, you will die!"

Liu Muqing spoke in a light tone. The Qi-refining monks around them, who had just gotten rid of the illusion and woke up, were all silent and fled as ordered.

In an instant, the three Qi Refining Stage 12 cultivators were reduced to ashes. This was not a fight that Qi Refining cultivators like them could participate in.

"Brother Bian, is there any way to get Sister Wang to speak?"

After resolving these troubles, Liu Muqing returned to the state of the girl next door, and her voice was soft, gentle and tender.

"Have."

Bian He nodded, took out three silver needles from the storage bag on his waist, and inserted them into the three flowers on Wang Xiaoxiao's head. Then he pinched his fingers together, chanted the Taoist Sutra and the twelve-word mantra.

Each mantra corresponds to a gesture. At the end, Bian He's middle finger and index finger are flexed, and his left hand holds up his right hand, like the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King.

"Duh!"

Wang Xiaoxiao, who was in a coma, was forcibly awakened. Her eyes were blank, she was in pain, struggling, and her consciousness was blurred.

"Junior Sister Wang, what is your relationship with that person? What is his identity? How did he control you?"

Wang Xiaoxiao looked dazed and a little dazed. After a long while, he murmured:

"He is my master, the Holy Son of the Divine Dragon Cult. I was seriously injured by him and was branded with a spiritual mark..."

The three of them were stunned. No wonder they were able to ignore the premise of the illusion and perform the conditions of a realm. It turned out that they had been mentally imprinted.

What is certain is that this mental imprint can control a very limited number of people, and it requires the help of Wang Xiaoxiao's illusion to achieve the goal of manipulating all the civil and military officials in the court.

Wang Xiaoxiao's illusion relies on his realm to forcibly suppress the spirits of low-level cultivators, and the controlled target cannot be too strong.

Otherwise, if the target has a strong consciousness of resistance, Wang Xiaoxiao's consciousness will be backlashed. The reason why Wang Xiaoxiao's illusion can control so many people is mainly because of the target of control.

They are Qi-refining monks. Their spirit and will have not been integrated to give birth to divine consciousness, so they can be easily manipulated.

In other words, if all the civil and military officials in the court are at the foundation-building stage, and the Jindan cultivators use illusions, they will not be able to control them all. They can only control a small number of people whose Taoism hearts are unstable.

"What is the purpose of the Holy Dragon Son? Is there a leader behind the Shenlong Cult?"

Bian He changed his angle and directly asked the puppet emperor about his purpose.

"Concentrate your luck and refine the Qingdan. The Shenlong Sect has no leader. The leader has been refined by the Holy Son."

Liu Muqing's eyebrows jumped. She didn't expect that the Son of the Dragon God would dare to play such a big game.

"What is Qingdan?"

"I don't know..."

Bian He obviously didn't know about Qingdan and mistakenly thought that condensing luck and refining Qingdan were the same thing.

"One last question, Senior Brother Long Ye, did you kill him?"

"Yes."

Wang Xiaoxiao was dazed and answered every question.

"Bastard!"

Bian He slapped Wang Xiaoxiao in the face, and Wang Xiaoxiao fell into coma again.

Killing fellow disciples is a serious crime. No matter what the outcome of this trip is, their mission will be declared a failure after such a thing happened, and they may even be subject to more severe punishment.

"Brother Bian, I think it is necessary to remind you."

"Junior Sister Liu, what do you want to say?"

Bian He suppressed his anger and looked at her quietly.

Liu Muqing looked at him calmly and explained word by word:

"This Qingdan is not some kind of elixir. It refers to the pure energy in the human body."

Bian He was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he understood and said:

"Let's go in and catch the evil thief!"

Bian He rushed into the entrance of the rockery cave in a hurry, and Zhou Rui sighed and followed closely behind him.

The upper part is clear and the lower part is turbid. Immortal practitioners know the clear and avoid the turbid and avoid being contaminated by turbid air, while mortals cannot distinguish between the clear and turbid and want to obtain the clear air in their bodies.

Just extract it like refining medicine!