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Only then did Cong Yun understand Kong Jiao's intention. He clasped his hands together, saluted the corpse, and said with emotion: "The White Emperor's power is involved in creation. It is rumored that it has been in the Ascension Immortal World thousands of years ago."

"The bloodline he left behind can restrain all evil spirits in the world. No wonder the black mist in this hall dare not come in. It turns out that the corpse of the old prince is here."

Hearing Congyun sighing about the extraordinary bloodline of the Tianqi royal family, Kong Jiao seemed very worried.

He put down his fingers and slowly closed the old prince's eyes again.

As his eyelids closed, the source of the golden light surging in the hall was also cut off.

Only three candles as thick as arms were left in the hall, still burning.

Kong Jiao's face was so pale under the candlelight that there was no trace of blood. He gently said four words to Cong Yun: "This is a serious matter!"

"The old prince died in Kuruo Temple, and there was no reaction from the royal family at all."

"Tianqi doesn't have any rumors about the old prince's death in Kuruo Temple."

"Not even Master Puhui knows about this."

"Unknowingly, a powerful and powerful person disappeared in Tianqi."

"Such a method is appalling."

After saying this, Kong Jiao's hands and feet became cold.

Before the old prince, there was Zen Master Jishi who was at the peak of his life, but his body was not found.

The truth about Kuruo Temple is simply not something they can bear.

He already regretted coming in.

Congyun was silent for a moment. He seemed to have more precise information about the old prince. He sent a message to Kong Jiao and said: "After Master Puhui returned to Tianqi from Kuruo Temple, he and the old prince have been together for hundreds of years. Correspondence."

"We even had two meetings in Tianqi along the way. These were all said by Master Puhui himself."

"The young monk is sure that this old prince has died."

Kong Jiao rubbed the center of his eyebrows and smiled: "End of life?"

"When the life span of the royal family is approaching, they will enter the ancient city of the Emperor."

"That is the mausoleum set up by the White Emperor for the Tianqi royal family. Unless an immortal comes, no one can take away the corpse of the Tianqi royal family from the ancient city of Chaodi."

Kong Jiao also has the order of passing down the world in his Qiankun bag.

No one knows the status of Chaodi Ancient City in Tianqi better than him.

Therefore, Congyun's speculation does not hold true.

This sentence made Cong Yun frown. It was obvious that this was a doubt that he ignored.

Now that I think about it carefully, it makes my hair stand on end.

Kong Jiao had already stood up silently and took a look at the main hall.

He originally thought this was a safe place, but unexpectedly it made him more uneasy than the black mist.

He swallowed a sip of saliva, sent a message to Congyun, and slowly said a suspicion that arose in his heart: "Monk, you said that Master Puhui said that he was possessed by a sign, and he didn't realize it until he passed away."

"Could it be that when he entered the Kuruo Temple, the old prince who was with him had already died in the Kuruo Temple."

"The person who walked out of Kuruo Temple with him was not the real old prince."

"After all, Master Puhui at that time could no longer tell the old prince's true identity."

This inference by Kong Jiao is just a guess.

But there are also those that go along with the logic.

After all, as soon as he entered Kuruo Temple, he was trapped in a fantasy for ten years.

It is not impossible that the existence that wiped out Kuruo Temple overnight could blind Master Puhui.

As soon as this inference came out, even Kong Jiao felt creepy.

Not to mention Congyun, whose brows had already furrowed into a line, he asked softly:

"Then who is the old prince who has corresponded with Master Puhui for so many years? They met twice in Tianqi."

"The Patriarch Puhui was blindfolded. How powerful is the Tianqi royal family, so many masters are also blindfolded? Can't they see any clues?"

What Cong Yun said makes sense.

Kong Jiao was speechless for a moment.

But the corpse of the old prince in front of him was definitely not fake.

There were too many mysteries, which made Kong Jiao confused.

But deep down in his heart, he hoped that the culprit had left Kuruo Temple.

In this way, at least he and Congyun are safe.

"No matter what, the old prince's body must be taken away." Kong Jiao pointed to the old prince's body in front of him and said resolutely: "My wife is the fifth princess of the Tianqi Dynasty. I want to take the old prince's body to In front of her."

"My wife, my wife, will find out all the cause and effect."

If Kong Jiao's inference is true.

Then the culprit who disguised himself as the old prince might still be hiding in the Tianqi royal family.

His master's wife and his junior sister Huangfu are all in the imperial city.

Kong Jiao can no longer stay out of the matter.

"Okay, young monk can accompany Donor Kong to the Imperial City." In order to find out the truth, Cong Yun also expressed his intention to go to the Imperial City with Kong Jiao.

The old prince mastered cultivation, so his Dharmakaya was naturally quite good.

And there is rich Human Sovereign blood in it.

Kong Jie tried many times, but couldn't put it into the Qiankun bag.

This made Kong Jiao look embarrassed.

"Donor Kong's storage bag is not an ordinary thing, it can store ordinary spiritual items."

"But the old prince's corpse is not an ordinary spiritual object. If there is no corpse-fixing spell, it cannot be taken in."

Fortunately, Cong Yun saw the clues, and as he spoke, he cast a corpse-fixing spell to temporarily seal the old prince's Human Sovereign blood, and then Kong Jiao took it into the Qiankun bag.

Otherwise, I don't know how much noise would be caused if I carried such a palm-born corpse out.

Congyun used Yunmo's unique skills many times, which made Kong Jiao look at him with admiration and sighed sincerely: "Monk, you are probably a well-known figure in Yunmo."

Congyun smiled and said nothing.

The two got acquainted through wine and meat, and experienced hardships together in the Kuruo Temple, which can be regarded as a foundation of trust.

Now that they were witnessing the old prince's body together, the two of them had a common goal of uncovering the mystery.

Trust goes to the next level.

As a result, the tone of both parties became much more casual.

As the prince's body was taken away by Kong Jiao, the black mist hovering outside the palace began to move again.

Without the shock of Human Sovereign blood, they began to tentatively approach the main hall.

A lot of black mist rolled, making the door panels of the main hall rattle.

Kong Jiao turned his head, glanced at the black mist that began to pour into the main hall, and urged Cong Yun: "Let's go, keep moving forward!"

"I have seen Zen Master Jishi's courtyard in the illusion of silence, and I know in which direction it is."

"Let's go there now, maybe we can find some clues."

At the same time, he silently added that there might be clues to the Black Tortoise furnace.

Hearing the name of Zen Master Jishi, how could Congyun have any reason to refuse? He immediately took the relics and walked out of the main hall under the guidance of Kong Jiao, heading towards the courtyard of Zen Master Jishi.

During this process, it was natural to be disturbed by the surrounding black mist.

Fortunately, there is Master Puhui's relic, and even the light it emits passively is enough to make it difficult for those evil things to get close.

Kong Jiao glanced at the relic in Cong Yun's hand while walking, and secretly speculated: "This relic is probably a Law Treasure of the level of a spiritual weapon."

After all, it is the condensation of the eminent monk's cultivation as a Buddha statue.

In terms of dealing with evil spirits, it is probably more powerful than ordinary heavy spiritual weapons.

Fortunately, Cong Yun had this relic, so that they could be helpless in the Kuruo Temple and save them a lot of trouble.

After thinking about it, the two of them were not far from the courtyard of Zen Master Jishi.

The black mist seemed to have discovered their intentions, and the waves surged even more violently.

call! The violent wind blew down many buildings, forming extremely strong wind pressure, which pressed against Kong Jiao and the two of them, trying to prevent them from moving forward.

But when the relic is strong, it becomes stronger.

Boom! Brilliant colorful rays of light burst out from Yun's hands, instantly illuminating their land within a hundred feet.

The moment the black mist touched the light of the relic, the ice melted instantly.

In an instant, everything in the area was clear and bright.

After being swept away by the power of the relic, the black mist realized that the relic was not easy to mess with.

He only dared to linger a hundred feet away, not daring to take another step forward.

"Hmph!" Kong Jiao looked at the black mist that was retreating, and immediately snorted coldly, and said to Cong Yun: "The manipulator behind this black mist is definitely conscious, and his intelligence is not low. Eighteen percent of it is that Silent Mist." round."

"Let's go!" Congyun didn't say much, just held the relic and continued to move forward. (End of chapter)