When did the brother collapse [Transmigration Book]

It's him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bufan gritted his teeth: "Human sword is one!"

"Shu Yu" emitted a dazzling cold light, engulfing Zhang Bufan, and then three large swords appeared in the air, descending heavily in the shape of a character, setting off a wave of air ten feet high, trapping Xie Feng in it.

Zhang Bufan's whole body was wrapped in silver armor, shining brightly.He flew in front of Xie Feng, pointed with his right hand between Xie Feng's forehead, and kept silently reciting the formula of clearing his heart, which finally brought the latter a brief sobriety.

"What's going on?" Xie Feng looked at Zhang Bufan who was using a big move on him, and subconsciously wanted to touch the thunder whip on his waist, but felt the back of his hand was cold - locked by ice.

Yinjia Zhang Bufan didn't explain, grabbed Xie Feng by the back collar: "I've offended you."

"Shu Yu" flew to his feet, drawing a silver sword rainbow in the air.

Chen Zhisuo turned around, looked at Tuimao Cliff, which was still churning with demon energy, and stopped for a long time.

In the end, the desire to find the real culprit prevailed.

He let out a long breath, clenched his fists, and finally took a look at the place where Lu Li disappeared, and reluctantly left.

Xie Feng was brought to the square on Dengyun Peak. His black face infested with demonic energy attracted the attention of all inner peak disciples present. As the demonic energy affecting him gradually dissipated, his old face was flushed.

He is most concerned about face, and he is the most particular about seniority and inferiority. Now he has lost face in front of many juniors, and he is ashamed and angry.

Those surprised and panicked eyes made him feel like a light on his back, Xie Feng wished that a big hole would appear in the ground immediately so that he could slip in.

"Zhang Bufan, you..." He became furious, took off the lightning whip, and was about to do it, but felt a coercion behind him that he hadn't felt for many years.

Tang Wuji came with his sword, landed behind him, and put his hand on his shoulder: "Junior Xie, it's time to stop."

Xie Feng turned his head, wanting to say something more, Tang Wuji seized the opportunity to strike, as fast as lightning, and pointed his two fingers on his forehead.

His Qingxin Jue is several times stronger than Zhang Bufan's.Xie Feng's pupils shrunk slightly, and the negative emotions such as violence, anger, and shame in his spiritual consciousness were swept away, and the oath he made when he started decades ago echoed in his mind.

"I..." His lips trembled, his eyes were filled with tears, "Did I really, did I do something wrong?"

Tang Wuji didn't answer directly: "You have been entangled in mundane affairs these years, and you have been flattered so much, you should retreat for a while."

Hearing this, Xie Feng put down his hands dejectedly, pulled his shoulders back, and his full energy was pulled away in an instant.

"Master," Chen Zhisuo rushed over, "You know?"

Tang Wuji is obsessed with studying the laws of the operation of all things. He has already seen through everything and rarely cares about the world.Now I see my lover's eyes are dull, his face is bleak, full of love and affection.

Thousands of words finally merged into one sentence: "It's too late to be a teacher."

Chen Zhishuo's nose was sore, he quickly lowered his head and touched his nose, and said in a muffled voice, "Master, I want to find the murderer."

Tang Wuji saw that he did not cry, but calmly made a request, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.

He can only say: "Let's do it, I'm here."

Chen Zhisuo held his breath and pointed to Xie Feng: "I want him to be with me, lest I find out the real culprit and say I lied to him."

"Okay." Tang Wuji agreed, and patted Xie Feng on the back again, both as an exhortation and as a warning: "Junior Brother Xie, don't make the same mistake again."

Chen Zhishuo acted vigorously and told Zhang Bufan to call all the disciples of Neifeng immediately.

"There are barriers everywhere in Neifeng, and you can't enter unless you are invited. Only Neifeng disciples can move around at will. What Sixian saw is very likely to be a Neifeng disciple, or an outsider pretending to be a Neifeng disciple. Brother Zhang, You count the number of people, check their identities, and if there are no abnormalities, take everyone and turn over the entire inner peak inch by inch."

Zhang Bufan was overwhelmed by his unusual and superior aura, and hurriedly nodded in response.

After explaining the task, Chen Zhishuo and Xie Feng returned to the secret room.

Sixian was always inside, guarding Chen Qubing's immortal body, when he heard the sound, he drew his sword immediately in fright.

"Senior Brother Chen," seeing the visitor clearly, met Chen Zhishuo's resolute but slightly indifferent eyes again, Sixian swallowed "Where is Brother Lu?" "

Chen Zhishuo ignored him, went to the couch, knelt down, kowtowed three times to Chen Qubing's immortal body, and made a promise: "Father, I will never let you die without knowing why."

Shang Jie received Chen Zhishuo's voice transmission, and when he arrived, he saw Chen Zhishuo and Sixian kneeling, Xie Feng lost his former vigor, and stood beside him decadently.

"Mr. Shang," Chen Zhishuo knelt for a long time, put his hands on the ground, got up and said, "My father died strangely, I would like you to test his immortal body."

"How is this possible!" Sixian was shocked, "How can Master's immortal body be destroyed at will?"

"Death is like a lamp going out. Only by catching the murderer can we comfort the dead." After all, he is not an aborigine in the book. Chen Zhishuo knows the importance of forensic examination.

Shang Jie was silent for a moment, and asked him, "Are you sure?"

Chen Zhishuo bowed and said, "Please Mr. Shang."

Seeing that his friend's adopted son had such determination, Shang Jie nodded and said, "Okay, I just hope I can help."

Zhang Bufan's execution ability is very strong, and he brought news when Shang Jie was doing the autopsy.

Seeing Master's immortal body being examined by someone at first, he was shocked: "What's going on?"

"Autopsy, looking for clues." Chen Zhishuo didn't explain much, and asked him, "What's the result of the investigation?"

Zhang Bufan couldn't bear to continue looking at the master's immortal body, and turned his head with a dignified expression: "Sure enough, as you expected, a disciple from the inner peak left the Yuxu Gate just before the guardian formation opened."

Chen Zhishuo's heart skipped a beat: "Who is it!"

"Lu Zhengyang, I just don't know where he went."

65. Framed ([-])

◎Downhill◎

"I have a solution." Chen Zhishuo closed his eyes, practiced the divination technique taught by Tang Wuji, put his hands in a flower position, left palm upward, right palm facing himself, and asked Lu Zhengyang under the thousands of stars.

The next moment, he rushed out of the secret room, leaving only one sentence, "Mr. Shang, it's up to you here", and Yujian rushed towards the direction indicated by the hexagram.

Xie Feng and Zhang Bufan hurried to chase after him.

"Lu Zhengyang" was walking on a path rarely visited by people. His body was seriously tilted to the right, his left arm was tucked under his armpit, his left leg could hardly be bent, and he could barely drag it on the ground.

This body was about to decay, but "Lu Zhengyang" was in a good mood, and even pursed his lips, humming a ditty that sometimes went out of tune.

Suddenly, he felt a monstrous murderous aura coming from behind him, and just as he was about to dodge, his back was pierced by a familiar icy object.

He fell to the ground and could only barely turn over, but he laughed loudly: "Chen Zhisuo, is Lu Li dead?"

"It's you!"

Seeing the gradually decomposing body of "Lu Zhengyang" and the familiar ghostly aura emanating from his body, Chen Zhishuo immediately understood: "You killed Lu Zhengyang, took his body, and sneaked into the Yuxu Gate."

"It's not about sneaking in, it's about being aboveboard." Unable to get up, Guixiu simply lay on his back on the ground, laughing wantonly.

Chen Zhishuo's sword pointed straight at his throat, and asked in a cold voice, "What are you looking for with my father?"

"That's your father?" Ghost Xiu rolled one eyeball stiffly, "Oh, that's Chen Qubing, the number one swordsman in the world."

Xie Feng was listening and noticed something was wrong: "Didn't you kill my brother?"

The ghost cultivator clicked twice: "What kind of cultivation am I? How can I shake the world's number one sword cultivator? I just stumbled into it by mistake, and happened to see him go mad and be killed by heaven."

"Why do you know it's the way of heaven?" Xie Feng was terrified, "Shouldn't it be a sword energy?"

"It's just a deliberate imitation of sword energy." Guixiu was a little proud, "You mortals can't see the truth clearly, but I can."

Hearing this, Xie Feng stepped back again and again, leaning against the tree trunk, and sat down on the ground weakly.

He was wrong, really wrong.

"However, Tian Dao deliberately imitated Lu Li's sword energy, clearly to frame him. Now, you look like a dead Taoist companion. Hehe, it seems that Lu Li is really dead." The ghost cultivator was very interested Staring at Chen Zhisuo, licking the corners of his mouth, he wanted to see the painful and crazy expression on the latter's face.

He couldn't help being excited when he thought of the death of the person who made him unable to reshape his body, and the grief of his Taoist companion.

Seeing that Chen Zhishuo wanted to do something, Zhang Bufan persuaded him: "Bring him back, so that brother's grievances can be cleared."

"I won't help Lu Li!" The ghost cultivator broke away from Lu Zhengyang's body and turned into a cloud of smoke, "Even if I die, I will let Lu Li be buried with me!"

As soon as the words fell, countless painful voices came from the smoke, including men and women, old and young.

Their voices gathered together, expressing their hatred for Lu Li: "On Fulin Mountain, Huo Qilin killed me, now, his son should pay with his life."

Zhang Bufan "silenced" sword out, sword energy intertwined into a big net, trapping Guixiu: "I can't help you."

"No, Lu Li deserves to die!" Guixiu's 28 years of hatred overcame the fear of flying away, and countless dead souls emerged from the smoke, gnawing on each other.

The soul fragments floated in the sword cage for a moment before disappearing completely.

Zhang Bufan didn't expect such an accident, he looked at Chen Zhishuo and said, "Junior Brother Chen, what should we do?"

Chen Zhishuo raised his head, glaring at the aloof sky with his red eyes, and said, "The real culprit is still there, I won't give up."

"You want to fight against Heaven?"

"It's not the way of heaven, it's just an ignorant system."

Zhang Bufan was completely confused: "What are you talking about?"

Chen Zhisuo didn't explain much, and turned to Xie Feng: "Uncle Xie, can this prove Ah Li's innocence?"

Xie Feng was extremely regretful, and nodded: "I committed a serious crime."

If it hadn't been for his preconceived ideas, convicting Lu Li with only a few words from Sixian, and refusing to listen to Chen Zhishuo's persuasion, and not immediately checking out the inner peak disciples at that time, Lu Li