Jiuhua Xianzong

"This is where the strange thing happened. The other nine seriously injured people accused in unison that it was my Xianzong disciple who injured them and killed three casual cultivators. However, after the drunken cultivator sobered up, he admitted it was He moved his hand..."

Lin Minxiu was full of doubts. This is strange. The injured person put the blame on the person whose dantian was destroyed, while the drunk person admitted that he did it. Which side is lying?Logically speaking, no one would forcefully accuse themselves of crimes, and it is a crime of death, but after investigation, the nine seriously injured people had no contact with each other in the past, so there is no reason to lie together, let alone why they lie, let them go The real murderer, but to plant an innocent person.

"Have you reported this to Master Fan of Jiuhua City?"

Mo Bule asked, and the voice just fell. Seeing Lin Minxiu's uncomfortable face, he knew that the question was for nothing. He must have not reported it, otherwise he would not have come to him. Although this matter was caught by the sword cultivators, but Once they report to the City Lord's Mansion of Jiuhua City, there will be nothing for the sword cultivators.Fan Huanghe is from Qingyun Palace, and Jiuhua City is also under the jurisdiction of Qingyun Palace.

"Cough... that's why I came here to ask senior brother to show me..."

Lin Minxiu probably also knew that the sword cultivators had made their own decisions on this matter. Logically speaking, what happened in Jiuhua City should be reported to the City Lord's Mansion for handling. The sword cultivators didn't want to fight for merit. Only by making things clear and clear can they be handed over to the city lord's mansion. The sword cultivators are fighting for face. If they hand it over in such a mess, wouldn't they be laughed at for their incompetence.

The corner of Mo Bule's mouth twitched, Fan Huanghe didn't know what even Bao Suyi knew?I'm afraid he has already asked the sword repairers to surpass others, and the sword repairers have no reason to stop him, so they came to pull him, the big brother, to top the tank.Thinking of this, he couldn't help sneering, it was fortunate that Mingjing was in retreat, otherwise, with the temper of the sword cultivators, if Fan Huanghe dared to forcibly demand someone, he would have started a fight. Now it is Fan Huanghe who sees that no one can beat the city lord's mansion, so it is his turn to come forward. Anyway, he is also the senior brother of Luoxia Palace. His status is there. Sword cultivators cannot represent Luoxia Palace, but he can, even if Fan Huanghe He has a high seniority and a high cultivation base, so he can't forcefully suppress him, the senior brother of Luoxia Palace.Otherwise, it will be a sign of a war between the two palaces.

Who said that sword repairers are careless, this calculation is not well done.

"Where are the people?"

The sword cultivators did not behave properly, but they were still their own juniors. There was nothing wrong with them, so Mo Bule could only pinch their noses and wipe their buttocks.

"In Yitianwu."

Yitianwu is located in the east of the inner city of Jiuhua, facing the water ring. It is a foothold in the inner city for the sword cultivators of Luoxia Palace when they go out. The place is not very big, but the location is excellent. Whether it is water or land, it is extremely convenient.

Of course, this is also a good place for Tibetans. Staring at the name of Luoxia Palace, dozens of sword cultivators slid up to the top of the wall for a while, their swords flashing and murderous, and no one dared to force their way into it.

This battle... Are you going to have internal strife?

"God gave you the talent of sword repair..." Mo Bule closed his eyes and fell silent for a moment. After he had browsed through the entire Xianzong Codex in his mind, he patted Lin Minxiu on the shoulder and sighed, "You guys Used to get into trouble..."

Lin Minxiu: "..."

In Yitianwu, Mo Bule first went to see which unlucky ghost whose dantian was destroyed, no matter what, he would die with his master brother.

The surname of the unlucky ghost is Qiu, and the single name has the word Ren. This surname has a taste of bitterness and hatred. , In fact, it's a bit of bad luck.Of course, Mo Jiejie won’t be preconceived, it’s just a name, it’s given by his parents, he can’t decide by himself, just like himself, how careless his parents are, that’s why he was given the name “Unhappy”. , Isn't this cursing your child to be unhappy for the rest of his life?Fortunately, the ancestors were strong enough to pass down a surname of Mo, and even together, it became "Don't be unhappy", and the whole meaning changed immediately.

With his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment, Mo Bule soon had the secret feeling of "brother is indeed a genius" in front of this unlucky man, even though he had only just been promoted to the middle stage of foundation establishment.

With just one glance, Mo Bule was sure that the matter of killing three and wounding nine was definitely not done by Qiu Ren, the three who were dead were not counted, and the nine who were seriously injured, Lin Minxiu said on the way here, two Qi refining three layers , one Qi refining fifth level, three Qi refining eighth level, one Qi refining Dzogchen, and two foundation building stages.

That is to say, among the seriously injured, there were at least two of them who had the same level of cultivation as Qiu Ren, and the disparity in strength was such that Qiu Ren could kill three wounds and nine out of nine, unless he was as evil as Ming Jing.

Obviously this is impossible. The first seat in Lianshanyuan is Bao Suyi. What is Bao Suyi doing? Dingling Tianshi, the disciples he accepts are of course Dingling Tianshi, if not, at least he is Xunlingdishi, Although the disciples of this line are respected and enshrined by others, they are probably not as good as alchemists in terms of combat effectiveness. At least when Elder Dange is in a hurry, he can rely on a higher level of cultivation to challenge Cheng Baimei, who can leapfrog. The sword cultivator was seriously injured by the slash, and Bao Suyi, even if his cultivation base has reached Mahayana, whether he can defeat Cheng Baimei who is in the distraction stage, I am afraid it is still a matter of debate.

So it's not that everyone is happy to look down on people, it's that Qiu Ren's cultivation is there, and he can't look down on him even if he wants to.

"Junior Brother Qiu... I am not happy..."

Showing the waist card of the first disciple of Luoxia Palace, Mo Bule sat down opposite Qiu Ren. Needless to say, he could understand Qiu Ren's mood at this time, just like when he was destroyed by the poisonous spirit root in his body , You don't even need to look at Qiu Ren's face, you know that at this moment, this dear man must be in mourning and death.

Qiu Ren's appearance is very good, Xie Buyan looks like a virgin, but at least there is no weakness between his brows, and Qiu Ren's facial features are as delicate as Xie Buyan, and his temperament is even weaker and helpless If it weren't for the Adam's apple on his neck, he would really look like a woman.

"Brother, since he woke up, he hasn't said a word." Lin Minxiu whispered beside him.

Qiu Ren sat there like a clay puppet, which made people feel pitiful.

Mo Bule waved his hand and said, "Junior Brother Lin, you go out first, I'll have a chat with him alone."

Lin Minxiu hesitated for a moment, then backed out as promised.

"Junior Brother Qiu, you and I will meet for the first time at any time, but I understand your feelings..." Mo Bule slowly hung the first apprentice's waistband back to his waist, then leaned forward, and met Qiu Ren's eyes, "You don't You know me, but at least you should have heard that I was in the same boat as you... More than 100 years ago, I was plotted against by someone, I was poisoned by fire, my spiritual root was destroyed, and my life was cut off..."

Qiu Ren's body trembled slightly, his dull eyes gradually regained some vitality, and fell on his face unconsciously.

"But look, I'm right in front of you right now. Just the day before yesterday, I've advanced to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Hehe, I'm one level higher than you. A genius is a genius. You don't have to be envious of that..."

Mo Bule stood up slowly, no longer restraining the breath of the whole body, and the cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment was suddenly revealed. Although the breath still seemed a little unstable, the cultivation base was solid.It was originally a comforting word, but after saying it, it couldn't help but turned into showing off.

Qiu Ren's hands clenched into fists, wanting to punch someone.

"You have a good master!"

He opened his mouth and paused every word.His facial features were exquisite and weak, but his voice was unexpectedly low and full of masculinity.

"Are you envious? Or jealous?" Mo Bule had a half-smile, but his expression was very beating.

Qiu Ren was silent again, but clenched his fists even tighter.

Mo Bule carefully observed his movements, and then said with a smile: "Momou does have a good master, this is a chance, I got it, so today I can stand in front of you and feel proud."

It was still a very beating tone.

"You..." Qiu Ren was furious, his exquisite face turned purple, where did such an angry guy come out, and what grudge did he have with him, and he rushed to add insult to injury.

"Are you angry? That's right, if I were you, I would have exploded with anger."

Then Mo Bule sat down again leisurely, took out Qingxin tea, the peony tea set was not brought out, but this room has its own tea set, he opened two tea bowls casually, turned them in his palms, The tea leaves are brewed.

"How, are you in the mood to chat with me now?"

The elegant lotus fragrance permeated the air, and Qiu Ren's angry mood suddenly eased, and the redness on his face gradually receded, returning to his original fairness. Did this annoying guy in front of him deliberately make him angry?

In any case, Qiu Ren is really not as muddy as before, and his heart is ashes. A wave of blood is churning in his chest, but his mood is surprisingly calm.

He took a deep breath to let Lian Xiang calm down, and then frowned and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Just one question, what happened at that time?" Mo Bule stretched out a finger and shook it.

Qiu Ren glared at him and said, "Why don't you ask someone else?" He just came to ask this hopeless person.

"I only believe what you say." Mo Bule said earnestly. At this time, his expression was no longer so beating. On the contrary, it was full of sincerity and made people feel trustworthy.

Qiu Ren was stunned: "Why?" Did they never get along well?

"Because we are of the same clan." Mobu Le smiled softly, like a gentleman, gentle as jade. Because we are of the same clan, so, if you don't believe me, who will you trust?

"What I said may not be the truth..." Qiu Ren turned his head without looking at him.

"Anyway, if you can't find out the truth, if you can't avenge yourself, it's you who suffer, I don't care..."

Qiu Ren turned around and glared, bastard, he started to get angry again without saying a word.