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Chapter 127 A ray of sword intent

Qingzhou City.

"Nephew Ning, thanks to you for last night."

After Gong Yangyan used magic to heal his wounds, he once again thanked Ning Daoran, the incarnation of the first-class paper man.

"Uncle Master, you are too polite. This is what the younger generation should do."

The first-class paper man also felt very complicated at this time.

Ning Daoran was still out all night and his life or death was uncertain. How long should I continue to pretend to be him?

His eyes suddenly lit up.

If the real owner dies, wouldn't I become the real owner?

At the waist, there is a Lingpu Cave Heaven which has transformed into a rattan ball.

"Ouch~~"

The big stupid deer yelled in dissatisfaction. He didn't know when his eldest brother would come back. This paper man seemed to have bad intentions.

"Master."

On the side, Meng Xiao frowned and said: "This Qingzhou Competition..."

"What's the point of talking about the Qingzhou Competition?"

Gong Yangyan said: "Even Chen Wuxian was killed. We are lucky to be able to return to Chaos Sect safely."

He frowned, his mind was as clear as a mirror at this moment.

The person who tried to assassinate him last night was a blood-qi warrior in the early stage of Baodan realm. Looking around Qingzhou, except for Chen Li, the other few Baodan realm warriors were all famous figures in the area, and none of them had any reason to assassinate him.

But Chen Li is different.

It is said that many years ago, Chen Li's master was killed by his own master who has been missing for many years.

Therefore, Chen Li and the main line of the Chaos Sect have a blood feud.

At this time, the power of Jiuyun Sect intervened in Qingzhou forcefully, as if it was going to become the "emperor" of Qingzhou.

Chen Li is a martial immortal guarding Qingzhou by the imperial court and represents the Zhenxian Tower of the imperial court.

He probably had already colluded and made deals with the upper echelons of Jiuyun Sect, as evidenced by the fact that the disciples of Jiuyun Sect were able to successfully participate in the Qingzhou Competition.

Perhaps it was because of the support of Jiuyun Sect that Chen Li felt that he would not have any trouble assassinating the Jindan of Chaos Sect in Qingzhou City.

He not only relied on the power of Jiuyun Sect, but also relied on his own warriors in Baodan realm. The Chaos Sect only had a few warriors in early Jindan stage, which was not enough.

Who would have thought that after a night of wind and rain yesterday, Chen Li, who had failed in his assassination attempt, was actually killed in a dense forest in the city.

It is said that he died a miserable death and his bones were crushed to dust.

If it weren't for the evidence of his soul and a piece of broken bone, the government office in the city might not have dared to confirm that the ashes were from Chen Wuxian.

"A good death."

Gong Yangyan was very happy, but he couldn't help but worry that the people of Chaos Sect would also be implicated because of Chen Wuxian's death.

Near noon, many constables from the city indeed came, even the four famous constables from the city were already there.

They are respectively the Love-Asking Master, the Ice-Cold Fairy, the Iron-Hook Martial Saint and the Wind-Chasing Wanderer.

These divine detectives are all warriors in the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, or cultivators in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

After some cross-examination.

The four great detectives considered the matter over and over again and felt that the people of the Chaos Sect were free of suspicion.

First of all, Gong Yangyan was assassinated in the post house. Not only the officials in the post house, such as the innkeeper, but even the nearby constables could testify to this.

Therefore, it was impossible for Gong Yangyan to cross dozens of miles into the dense forest to kill Chen Li while being injured.

As for Ning Daoran, Lin Sheng, Lin Zhuojun, Han Bing and others, they were immediately disassociated from the matter. They simply did not have the ability to kill Chen Li.

Moreover, this group of people all have proof of their alibi. Ning Daoran and others had been guarding Gong Yangyan all night.

In the end, the four great detectives waved their sleeves, and the many cultivators of Chaos Sect had nothing to do with the matter!
……

In the afternoon, Gong Yangyan drove the spirit boat and took Ning Daoran, Han Bing and others to leave Qingzhou Prefecture and return to the sect.

As for the Qingzhou Competition and the Luochen Pill, he did not even consider it.

Not to mention that Qingzhou City is now in a turbulent situation, it would be best for the Chaos Sect to get out of it as soon as possible.

Even if the Chaos Sect really intervened, it would be of no avail.

The Nine Cloud Sect had long been eyeing that Luochen Pill, so there was no way Taoist Yunyan would let it go.

Besides, Chen Wuxian is definitely not the only one colluding with the Qingzhou government and the Jiuyun Sect.

The complicated relationship of interests involved is beyond the ability of Gong Yangyan to handle with his intelligence.

Therefore, it would be a blessing if he could lead all the disciples back to Chaos Sect safely.

On the spirit boat.

"Ouch~~~"

The big stupid deer walked out of Lingpu Cave and bumped the paper man’s arm with his head. Was he just going to ignore his elder brother?

The paper man felt helpless.

Along the way, Han Bing, Lin Sheng and others talked to the paper man, and he could only speak perfunctorily.

Although it has a part of Ning Daoran's soul and spirituality, it is not the real Ning Daoran after all.

Fortunately, everyone had their own thoughts and no one noticed anything.

……

North of Qingzhou.

In a dense forest.

Ning Daoran still hid in the trees under the bird's nest.

His bright eyes stared into the distance.

The Yuanying girl still didn't catch up, and even the mole didn't catch up, so I guess it's safe.

But it's not safe yet, as there's a very low chance that the other party is hiding somewhere, waiting for you to show up.

So to be on the safe side, hide it for half a month first!
He frowned, thinking about the old deer in Lingpu Cave Heaven, and didn't know how it got along with the paper man.

Make sure the paper man doesn't reveal his true identity, otherwise it will be quite troublesome.

……late at night.

Deep in the mountains of Qingzhou, a solitary building stands alone in the mountains, with some windows flickering with light.

In the darkness of the night, occasionally some powerful figures flew into the building and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This building is none other than the legendary Immortal-killing Building.

The Immortal Killing Tower is an extremely powerful killer organization in the world of immortals. It is said that the masters in the tower once set a record of joining forces to kill Yuanying!
Even the Immortal Killing Tower once assassinated an emperor of the Xia Kingdom, which caused a huge uproar hundreds of years ago.

At this moment, a green lamp with a faint flickering light was burning on the roof of the Immortal-killing Tower.

The evening breeze blows, and the red skirt flutters.

A graceful woman sat by the window, holding a jade cup in her hand, with wine swaying in the cup.

She looked lazy and seemed to enjoy the tranquility of the moment.

"Owner."

A sudden old voice came from afar, breaking the tranquility of the moment.

Suddenly, a trace of impatience emerged between the woman's brows. The leisurely days were so short.

She looked up and saw an old man in a green robe appearing at the stairs.

This old man has a very old face, giving people a kind feeling.

However, he is the number one gold medal killer of the Shixian Tower, Tong Hai, a terrifying existence who has the ability to kill late Jindan cultivators.

As for this woman's Nascent Soul, there is no doubt that she is the legendary owner of the Immortal Killing Tower, Shen Luoyan, a great cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!
Moreover, Shen Luoyan practiced both magic and body, and his Dragon Demon Sword technique was unparalleled.

"Have you found out the whereabouts of True Lord Lieyang?" Shen Luoyan asked calmly.

"No."

"Then why are you here?"

"cough……"

Tong Hai said: "It's just a Chen Li, so what if he dies? This kind of person is originally a minion of the imperial court, and it's not worth regretting even if a hundred of them die."

He changed the subject and said, "The person who killed Chen Li... His identity is unknown and extremely mysterious, and he is a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage... Should we issue a reward to find this person?"

"That's not necessary."

Shen Luoyan looked calmly, "This man was hit by my sword power, and the sword power has taken root in his soul. With his strength in the foundation-building stage, he can only live for three months at most. Why bother to add unnecessary trouble?"

"So good."

Tong Hai laughed and said, "No one who was hit by the master's sword power survived."

……

a few days later.

Mountains and forests in northern Qingzhou.

Ning Daoran was still perched among the twisted old trees.

He stretched his waist among the trees. Continuously practicing the Wood Release Technique and the Breath-Containing Technique really consumed too much of his magical power.

Fortunately, the fifteenth level of the Evergreen Art is so mysterious that its magic power is endless, just like his vital body.

However, Ning Daoran felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling in his soul, as if... there was a needle stuck in his soul.

'what's wrong with me? '

He decided to immerse his spiritual consciousness into his physical body to see what was wrong with his body.

It didn't matter that I took a look, I was directly scared!
When Ning Daoran looked inward with his spiritual consciousness and immersed his mind, his body suddenly became light and he accidentally fell into his own spiritual world.

"rustle……"

He opened his eyes and found himself on the side of a mountain. This mountainside seemed familiar. It was where he lived in Longxiang Village back then.

But it is very different from what it was before.

He saw himself and the big stupid deer sitting and chatting beside the spiritual field on the mountainside.

I saw a wooden house that looked like the one in Lingpu Cave sitting nearby.

In addition, there was a strand of silk thread lying across the side of the wooden house. It was the magic weapon Linglong Silk. Hanging on the Linglong Silk were pieces of washed, worn-out clothes.

Under the tree, there was a bronze tripod with garlic, coriander and green onions planted in it. It seemed to be a Chilong tripod.

Magical treasures are all present in the world of spirits and souls.

However, an extremely terrifying pressure came from the air, and when Ning Daoran looked up, he was stunned.

I saw a huge blood-red sword that stretched for thousands of feet and was inserted straight into the mountainside on the side. The sword energy was pervasive, suppressing the entire spiritual world!

"I'm... "

Ning Daoran was stunned, and finally understood the reason why his soul felt oppressed.

What was inserted into the soul was not a thin needle, but a bloody sword!

If I'm not mistaken, it should be the trace of sword intent left by the Nascent Soul woman.

Ning Daoran fell into deep thought. To be able to cultivate a sword technique to this level, he must have at least reached the state of perfection, right? Or even possibly returned to his original state?

He frowned.

Oh my god, there is someone in this world whose talent is even more terrifying than mine, Ning Daoran?

That Nascent Soul woman looked young. How long did it take her to cultivate a sword technique of definitely not low grade to such a level?

As for this trace of sword intent, it is deadly.

However, he was not too panicked. Since the opponent used such a domineering sword intent to destroy the soul, he naturally had a way to deal with it.

……

He began to practice the fifteenth level of the Evergreen Technique, and immediately wisps of emerald green artistic conception spread throughout his soul.

Not long after, he slowly used the power of the Evergreen Technique to permeate the mountain in his soul.

That mountain is actually Ning Daoran’s soul.

Three whole days passed in a flash.

"call……"

Ning Daoran slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Under the nourishment of the powerful vitality of the Changqing Jue, the domineering sword energy became a little thinner.

Sure enough, the fifteenth level of the Evergreen Art can indeed gradually dissolve this terrifying sword intent!
(End of this chapter)