Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 419 Inheritance

With this change, the rabbit rises and the falcon falls.

One moment the two were friendly and Mo Qiu was also respectful and polite, but the next moment they suddenly attacked the killer.

One sword, beheading!

The sharpness of the sword light made people jump in fear, and the strikes were even more merciless.

"Plop!"

The head and body of Guanzhu Yun fell to the ground at the same time, and a strong smell of blood permeated the audience.

Not to mention the two daughters Zhuo Baifeng and Ye Zijuan, even Sang Qinghan, who had expected it, shrank his eyes when he saw this.

"What... what's going on?"

Ye Zijuan was stunned, Zhuo Baifeng's delicate body was already tense, and spiritual light gushed out of her body.

The eyes looking at Moqiu are full of vigilance, as if he will attack her in the next moment.

"Brother." Sang Qinghan came back to his senses, surprised at Mo Qiu's decision, and frowned:

"We just took down the doorman. The matter is still unclear, so it's not appropriate to do it like this?"

Although it is known from Geng Leng and his wife that their master is the master of the temple here, it is a one-sided statement after all.

It seemed to her that it was a bit reckless to make a sudden attack without verifying it or discussing it with herself.

after all.

The other party is a Daoist monk, and his origin is not very clear, so he is not an ordinary person.

"Not right?" Mo Qiu shook his head:

"This Guanzhu Yun is a master of formations. If he activates the formations here, even though we have a large number of people, we may not be able to take advantage of it."

Sang Qinghan couldn't be sure that there was something wrong with the temple master, but he could.

At that time, Wanguishou could detect the breath of Yan Luofan with a secret method thousands of miles away.

Don't beg yourself to be able to see the cold mana inside through the aura outside the main body of Yunguan.

That is the magic power passed down from Yan Luozong, which is the same as the old man of all ghosts.

Even, aware of the existence of something.

But these, there is no need to explain to the other party, he looked at the two women Zhuo Baifeng and said:

"Don't worry, we are here to investigate the evil cultivators here. If there is no accident, this Guanzhu Yun is behind the scenes."

"If there are no accidents?" Zhuo Baifeng's mouth twitched slightly, and the voice was a little annoyed:

"Senior, what if there is an accident?"

"Didn't you kill a good man by mistake?"

She has an excellent sense of Yun Guanzhu, she is peaceful and approachable, and has profound Taoism, which fits the image of a hermit and a master.

To be killed by someone with an unwarranted name like this, I was naturally displeased.

"There is indeed an accident." Mo Qiu nodded, seeing the complexion of the three women changed slightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the corpse on the ground:

"However, it's not that Mo killed the wrong person!"

Before the sound fell, as he moved his five fingers slightly, a big hand with illusory flames emerged out of thin air.

Hunyuan Lieyan big capture!

As soon as the big hand is out, it has the ability to capture one side, as if one side of the world is under its control.

And the corpse on the ground suddenly trembled, and a jet-black streamer escaped from it.

Inside the streamer is a small pitch-black banner, and just a stretch of the banner's face shakes away the incoming flaming hands.

Ten Thousand Ghost Banners!

Mo Qiu's eyes lit up, he already had three long banners in his hand, and if he added this one, he would be able to set up a square Yan Luo formation.

In addition, with Yan Luofan as the formation, its power...

"Little thief, damn it!"

Guanzhu Yun's voice came from the black banner, no longer the gentle and amiable voice just now, but full of anger.

A fierce and ferocious intent emerged from the black banner.

At the same time, the entire hall and Taoist temple trembled slightly, and many spiritual lights emerged from the ground.

"How dare you destroy my body, all of you, die to this old man!"

Amidst the roar, the black banner rose against the wind, and the gloomy air spread out, trying to wrap itself in all directions.

but.

In the next moment, the nine-headed fire dragon appeared out of thin air, and rolled in the air, engulfing the black banner.

There is also a sword light, like a stroke of God, passing through the void, cutting through the turning point of the energy mechanism here.

Perhaps Guanzhu Yun is indeed a master of formations, and the Taoist temple here has more mysterious formations.

However, the current him is nothing but a remnant soul that can only exist by relying on magic tools.

It is undoubtedly a dream to drive a large formation in front of Mo Qiu, who has spiritual eyes and exquisite swordsmanship.

The external shock disappeared in an instant.

"ah!"

Only in the raging flames, Guanzhu Yun's screams could be heard repeatedly.

He tried in vain to force Wan Gui Banner to break out of the Nine Fire God's dragon hood, but he still failed to break through the imprisonment.

On the contrary, as soon as he touched the flame, his soul felt a tingling pain, and a burning sensation arose in his mind.

not good!

Guanzhu Yun secretly screamed that something was wrong, and hurriedly wrapped the spirit with the ghost banner, but he couldn't stop the heat in his heart, which became more and more unbearable.

Like an unknown fire, born from the heart.

This fire is formless and hard to extinguish, and the more anxious the heart is, the stronger the fire will be.

But just for a moment.

The illusory fire has already turned emptiness into reality, enveloping the remnant soul, and turning into a green will-o'-the-wisp.

Nine Nether Fires!

This fire is worthy of being tempered by a master of the golden core, and the damage to the soul is astonishing.

Even Daoist cultivators are hard to resist.

It is fueled by the desire of the soul, and the more it struggles, the more intense the flames become.

"ah!"

Guanzhu Yun screamed again and again, and roared angrily in the flames:

"I will fight with you!"

With his cultivation and strength, and in his own Taoist temple that has been in operation for a hundred years, let alone the initial stage of Taoism.

Even if the monks in the later stage of Daoji came, if they didn't have a good magic weapon, they wouldn't be able to get any benefits.

But don't want to.

It was just a momentary carelessness, and he ended up like this, and the aggrieved heart can be imagined.

Amidst the roar, the entire Taoist temple was shaken, and the halls collapsed as if they had lost their pillars.

The earth is also undulating like the surface of the turbulent water.

Instantly.

The people resting in the backyard panicked, and several people were blown away by an invisible force.

only.

Guanzhu Yun's frequent struggles to death came to an end.

Accompanied by Mo Qiu's mana urging, the flames in the arena burst into flames, and the screams stopped abruptly.

"Junior Sister Sang." Mo Qiu looked cold and serious:

"You suppress the other people in the temple, I'll go and see what's going on below, you two go to the backyard."

The three girls came back to their senses, and saw that Mo Qiu stretched out his hand to pick up the Wangui Banner that fell to the ground, turning into a cloud of green smoke, heading towards somewhere underground.

They looked at each other and rushed to the height without thinking.

Looking at it now, there is indeed a problem with Guanzhu Yun's origin, and it should not be that he killed the wrong person.

On the contrary, Moqiu's decisiveness is admirable.

With the strength of a few people, it is easy to suppress the few Qi refining disciples in the mere Taoist temple.

Moqiu is also very fast over there.

Not long after, he emerged from the ground, shook his head towards Sang Qinghan, with regret on his face, and handed over a storage bag:

"The formation disintegrated, and most of the things below have been destroyed, only these are left, but it is enough to confirm the identity."

Sang Qinghan stretched out his hand to take it, and swept his divine sense inward, his pretty face was already chilling.

"so much……"

"snort!"

She snorted coldly and said:

"It seems that the disappearance of people near Mingting Mountain City may have been done by him a long time ago."

"Not bad." Mo Qiu nodded:

"Since Guanzhu Yun came here seventy years ago, the reason why he has been unknown is not because he has devoted himself to cultivating, but because he wants to refine treasures with living people, and he is afraid that any noise will cause trouble."

"This person hides so deeply." Sang Qinghan raised her brows coldly:

"Pretend to be a good old man to the outside world, but in fact he is a murderous evil leader."

"It has been hidden from so many people for so many years!"

Zhuo Baifeng and Ye Zijuan, who were at the side, couldn't help showing embarrassment when they heard the words.

Before that, they also treated each other as hermits and masters.

Think now.

If this person made a sudden attack, I am afraid that their group, including Zhuo Baifeng, would not be spared.

"But it's not necessarily." Mo Qiu revealed his face and pondered, and said:

"The Wang family, in fact, has always known the details of this person, but they have never mentioned it."

"Um?"

"ah!"

The three women were taken aback.

Mo Qiu reached out and took out something from the storage bag, and handed it to Sang Qinghan:

"Although Guanzhu Yun didn't have the habit of recording his thoughts, he still left some clues after all."

"According to this volume, this person has learned incomplete Dharma, but accidentally learned that the Wang family has a lineage of inheritance."

"Thus, he traveled thousands of miles to come here, but due to various reasons, he failed to obtain the method of the Wang family."

As he spoke, he pointed out a section of the book to the three of them.

But this Yun Guanzhu is a casual cultivator.

But the inheritance is incomplete, and there is no hope of further cultivation after advancing to the Dao Foundation, so it is changed to specialize in formations.

This person is also quite talented in formations, but he is unwilling to stop here after all.

Later, he learned that the Wang family's exercises could complete his inheritance, so he came here to seek the method.

to this end.

He also helped the Wang family set up formations, and he wanted to make friends, and they had a good relationship for a while.

Nothing.

After all, he turned his face.

Zhuo Baifeng was a little puzzled: "Since the Wang family knows that this person is a cultivator of evil ways, but still plotting their own cultivation methods, why didn't they report it to the sect?"

"Baifeng." Ye Zijuan shook her head and said:

"Since Guanzhu Yun is an evil cultivator who relies on killing people to cultivate treasures, do you think the Wang family is a good stubble?"

"Report to the sect?"

"I'm afraid that before Guanzhu Yun's accident, the Wang family has already been taken by the sect."

"Not bad." Sang Qinghan nodded, with a sneer on his face:

"I'm afraid it's more than that. Master Yun is trying to plot the Wang family's skills, so why doesn't the Wang family covet his inheritance?"

"not good!"

At this point, her complexion suddenly changed:

"He Chengye is still in Wang's house!"

"He's in danger."

…………

Mingting Mountain City.

palace.

Inside the hall.

Brightly lit, singing and dancing continued.

He Chengye is still being served attentively, living in a gentle town.

However, at this time, he didn't enjoy it on his face, but his face was ashen, with anger:

"Wang Shou, what are you doing?"

He slumped on the soft chair, desperately trying to mobilize his mana, but he couldn't use any strength.

poison!

The Wang family actually poisoned him.

"Fellow Daoist He, don't blame me, Wang can't do anything about it." Wang Shou sighed softly, waved his sleeves and sacrificed a long flag, saying:

"My treasure banner is almost complete, but I lack a fixed banner soul, and I need a basic cultivator to sacrifice his life to sit in the town."

He Chengye's face turned pale.

Sacrifice and sit in town?

It's nice to say, it's nothing more than killing people, seizing souls and refining treasures!

"You...you are so courageous!"

He scolded angrily, and panicked in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be afraid." Wang Shou said with a smile:

"Wang has no malicious intentions, but just wants to make a deal with a fellow Taoist."

"trade?"

"good."

Wang Shou nodded and said:

"It can be seen that Fellow Daoist has a special liking for Fairy Sang, and Wang can try to help the two of them."

"but……"

"Fellow Daoist needs to help me with a few things."

He grinned, his eyes were stern, and the long banner beside him billowed with black smoke.