They all thought they were reborn!

Chapter 150

What the elder sister said to the two quickly became a prophecy.

Only on the way back to the inn, two people were seen in the air fighting with each other.

Among them, the one dressed in white was quite familiar to the two of them, and that was the four people who had appeared at the inn before Shiratorimen.

An uncle at the late stage of the seventh-rank Jindan realm, leading three nephews, was confronting the other party in the Huoyun robe.

The strength and number of the two sides are almost the same, and each other's spells have also been tasted, and no real life-and-death battle broke out.

The two didn't want to pay attention to them at first, but they saw a black coffin behind the group of Bai Niaomen.

They have no personnel attenuation, whose corpse could be in this black coffin?

The first thought that came to Gu Youqing's mind was that they had found Chen Feng's wreckage!
He and Li Qingmu looked at each other.

"Is there a way for the saint to see through the black coffin?"

"No, Qingmu is not majoring in pupil art."

Naturally, she could also forcibly punch the jade block, the medium of "viewing", into the black coffin, but it is difficult to guarantee that she will not be discovered if she does this.

The best way is to wait for them to fight, and then open the black coffin in the chaos.

The two have their own concerns.

If the corpse in the black coffin is really Chen Feng, Li Qingmu has to worry about whether Gu Daoyou's killing of Chen Feng will be revealed, and whether it will attract revenge from Bai Niaomen.

Gu Youqing, on the other hand, was worried about the ancestral hall and Grandma Gu in the Gu family village.

That was the homecoming of what was left of his soul.

He had no intention of getting involved in the battle for the Xiantian Lingbao, but only the Gu Family Village, he hoped to be able to weather this turmoil safely.

Li Qing Muyu used the flying magic weapon to land slowly, and hid in the dark to watch the play with Gu Youqing.

The middle-aged monk with a black goat beard guarded the three nephews behind him, and cursed at the Huoyun robed monk in front of him:

"Why, do you dare to do it or not?"

The Huoyun robed monk was led by a white-haired old man, trembling at the beard of the white bird gate goat beard:

"When did Shiratorimon learn to bite?"

"You said that I, Huoyun Palace, killed your chief disciple of the White Bird Sect, do you have evidence?"

The goatee monk snorted coldly:
"Heh, Chen Feng, our chief disciple, died because the sharp spiritual energy pierced the meridians and bones, causing blood to pour into the lungs. Isn't this the method of fire poison in your Fire Cloud Palace?"

The white-haired monk thumped in his heart.

What the monk at the White Niaomen described really resembled the death of a person who had fallen victim to the unique skill of the sect, the Fire Poison Drill.

For a moment, he himself was a little uncertain. Could it be that someone from the sect really killed Chen Feng?
Impossible, as they are both local sects of Jiannan Dao, although the White Niaomen and Huoyun Palace do not communicate with each other, they usually see each other with their heads down, and they have a certain understanding of each other. The eldest disciple killed it?
Regardless of whether it was killed by people from Huoyun Palace or not, at least he can't take the blame.

"Hmph, I, Huoyun Palace, have no grievances with your White Bird Sect in the past. Why do you want to kill the chief disciple of your sect?"

"Hehe, it's natural to kill people to get treasure. Could it be that you are deceiving yourself and others by saying this?"

"What kind of treasure are you taking, don't deceive people too much!"

Brother Goatbeard sneered: "Nephew Chen Feng is the proud disciple of the head of the White Bird Sect. The head naturally gave him a magic weapon, but now there is no magic weapon on the body of nephew Chen Feng, and even the magic weapon stored has been taken away. I'm afraid that my poor nephew discovered some treasure, which caused the villain to covet it."

The old man of Huoyun Palace blew his beard and stared: "Okay, so you don't have any evidence, so you planted my Huoyun Palace with empty words, do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?"

The goatee cultivator didn't panic at all, and said coldly: "Did the Fire Cloud Palace do it? I will know when I hand over the body of my nephew to the head brother for judgment. If you can make amends at this moment, I will let the past go. Otherwise, if the senior brother in charge knows..."

……

Gu Youqing, who was hiding aside, was amazed, and whispered: "Saint, I figured it out, that guy is ripping off!"

Li Qingmu was also an eye-opener, so this is the way of survival of the small sect?

"Even the local sect dares to blackmail? Could it be that the corpse in the coffin is also fake?"

"No, it should be true, otherwise they would not know the cause of Chen Feng's death."

"Long experience."

Look at those three nephews again.

The young man in white seemed unable to accept Chen Feng's death, and his expression was sad.

The long-haired female cultivator who had always been praised by the goat-bearded cultivator was holding a weapon and looking at the other party, faintly guarded.

Only the short-haired woman was stupid, still sneaking out some pastries from her sleeve to eat.

The state of the three of them made Gu Youqing feel that they were really trying to cheat.

"Then Huoyun Palace might be bleeding a little." Li Qingmu whispered.

"Why?"

"Because they don't dare to gamble, if it is really the disciple of Huoyun Palace who killed the person, then when the time comes, the trouble will inevitably turn into a sect struggle."

I'm afraid that those people in Huoyun Palace can only grit their teeth and swallow this breath.

Of course, if it is later discovered that Shiratorimon is lying to them, conflicts will still erupt at that time.

But so what, for Shiratorimen, the compensation has already been obtained in advance.

This is the way of survival for the old fritters in the practice world.

But the two of them just underestimated the violent temper of the Huoyun Palace old man.

Just listen to him yelling at the goat-bearded monk:
"The old man understands. With you, you are planning to find a hapless ghost who will take the blame for your tragic nephew? Do you think the old man looks like that fool?"

"Hehe, I want to say, good death! I don't know which hero did it. If it is really my Huoyun Palace, I will definitely reward you!"

"If your nephew was really killed by someone from the Fire Cloud Palace, then if you have the guts to seek justice from the Palace Master! Why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail?"

The goat-bearded monk was also angry when he heard it, and he said coldly, holding back the anger in his heart:

"That's what you said, I hope you Huoyun Palace don't regret it!"

The veteran of Huoyun Palace is not to be outdone:

"Waiting for your arrival."

The two sides were at war with each other and broke up unhappy.

Gu Youqing and Li Qingmu were taken aback by this operation.

That Huoyun Palace cultivator is still young.

After the two monks left, the long-haired nun finally couldn't bear it and asked the goatee monk:
"Uncle, why did we deliberately knock on Huoyun Palace?"

The goatee monk said speechlessly:

"Don't you want to find more cultivation resources for you?"

After saying that, he felt a little unwilling: "I never thought that the elder of Huoyun Palace would be so stubborn, and he would risk making an enemy of my Bainiaomen, and he was unwilling to settle down."

The man in white flung himself on the black coffin and wept bitterly: "Eldest brother... woo woo, you died so miserable..."

"The people in Huoyun Palace are too deceitful! After killing senior senior brother, they are still bullying junior fellow students, even unwilling to give an apology. Senior brother, if anyone knows, please protect junior brother!"

"Junior Brother, I promise that if I see Huoyun Palace people who are alone in the future, I will kill them one by one!"

In Gu Youqing's eyes, the way he showed his true feelings always felt a little weird.

It's like the feeling of crying in the wrong grave.

It was the short-haired female cultivator who had been dazed and foolish all this time, and then she muttered: "Brother, what you said is wrong, they wouldn't have given me an apology."

Her words attracted the goatee monk and the long-haired nun, and they all looked at her.

The short-haired female nun looked at the eyes of the three people, a little confused:

"Senior uncle, senior brother and senior sister, why are you looking at me like this? Think about it, if the elder makes an apology, he must pay it out of his own pocket, and the sect will not be able to reimburse him. If it were me, I wouldn't give it."

Brother Goatee: "..."

The long-haired female cultivator frowned, and admonished: "Junior sister, can you have a more sense of belonging and honor to the sect?"

After being reprimanded by the senior sister, the short-haired female cultivator pouted her lips aggrievedly, and whispered: "I understand, senior sister, I know I was wrong."

Seeing her like this, the long-haired female cultivator no longer pursued her, but asked the goat-bearded monk: "Master, why did we choose Fire Cloud Palace?"

The latter carefully explained:

"No one else, it's just because of Chen Feng's nephew, there is a high probability that he was killed by the disciples of Huoyun Palace."

"The old man has carefully checked his injuries and did not deceive them about the cause of death."

"That's why they dare not do an autopsy."

The long-haired female cultivator frowned: "Then the master's magic weapon, the dragon-hunting compass, isn't it also in the Fire Cloud Palace?"

When the short-haired female cultivator heard the compass mentioned by her senior sister, she suddenly realized and said:

"Oh! Senior Uncle! Senior Sister! Senior Brother! I suddenly remembered that before going out this time, the head master gave me a formula!"

The three looked back at her: "What formula?"

"It's to find the formula for finding the dragon compass! The head master said that you can use this formula to find the elder brother!"

silence……

The expressions of the remaining three people were different, but the expressions on their faces were all equally wonderful.

And there are two kinds of emotions, and there are different degrees of experience on the faces of the three people.

One is puzzled, wondering why the master handed over such an important formula to a stupid junior sister?
The second type is jealousy, why does the master pass the formula to the junior sister instead of himself?
Aren't they better than Junior Sister?
This kind of emotion was most reflected on the face of Rapunzel, she was the one who was hit the hardest.

Obviously she has always thought that she is the smartest and astute of the younger generation, and she will definitely be favored by the teacher in the future, just like this uncle, who likes herself very much, but why!
Why didn't the formulas be given to myself?
The second is the goatee monk.

His heart was also extremely unbalanced. The brother in charge clearly ordered him to help Chen Feng, so naturally he should give the formula to himself!Why would you give it to a junior?
Could it be that in the eyes of the head brother, he is not even as good as a demented junior?

On the contrary, the man in white who seemed the most jealous showed the least of these emotions.

He just instinctively thought that he would take over the position of senior senior brother after his death, but he didn't expect that the head of the sect had already selected the next chief disciple.

Only the short-haired female cultivator who "has the crime of carrying jade" has no idea that just being taught a formula by the head master has ruined the brother-sister relationship for several years.

She didn't understand and didn't realize what she was doing wrong.

She just thought that senior brothers, senior sisters, and senior uncles also wanted to know this formula.

She smiled and took a bite of the pastry, and said, "Senior brother, senior sister, senior uncle, do you want to learn too? I'll teach you!"

The long-haired woman looked dignified, with a faint murderous intent flowing between her eyebrows and eyes, it could be seen that she was having a hard time suppressing it.

The short-haired female cultivator didn't care about these, but shared the formula with several people on her own.

"Whether the Dragon Searching Compass is in Fire Cloud Palace or not, let's find out!"

"If it's really there, then we can seek justice for Senior Brother!"

She is still naive, cheering for this small team that has fallen apart.

Fortunately, the goat-bearded monk was still able to hold his breath, and gave orders to several people:
"Since nephew Chen Feng is dead, we will set our goal on finding the dragon-hunting compass. The compass is one of the natal magic weapons of the brother in charge. We must be able to figure out who the murderer is. At the very least, we can also know why nephew Chen Feng is. How did you die?"

Except for the pure short-haired nun, the remaining three followed the direction guided by the mantra with their own thoughts.

……

Li Qingmu and Gu Youqing looked slightly condensed.

Li Qingmu: "I didn't expect them to actually have the formula to find that compass."

She was a little worried about Gu Youqing, so she could only lower her face:
"Or, Qingmu will go and kill them."

You know, although she is usually a neutral and kind Tianxuan Saintess, her nature is not bad at all.

After all, he is a "scumbag" who can deprive Gu Youqing of the hope of living several times in order to keep himself alive.

Gu Youqing didn't know what to do for a while, he didn't really want the saint to act against the rules of the Holy Land for himself, but he didn't want to be targeted by the head of the White Bird Gate because of that compass.

He didn't know about Li Qingmu's past, so he naturally didn't want to taint Tianxuan Saintess because of him.

If only sister Ruoyu was here...

"Saint, in the next few days I have to trouble the saint to teach Gu more." One's own cultivation base and realm are the most convenient and quick means to save one's life.

"Well, even if you don't say it, Qingmu is ready to do it." On this point, she is very strong and will never allow him to refuse.

"Where did the saint throw that compass?"

"Put into Baixiang Lake."

"Then they probably won't be able to find it for a while..."

Although Baixiang Lake is a lake, it is extremely huge, and because it is a barrier lake, the bottom of the lake is not flat, but is formed by the accumulation of rocks, building logs, etc.

The spiritual energy at the bottom of the lake is messy, and there are spiritual vortices left everywhere.

Even if there is a formula, it is not so easy to find.

Otherwise, the innate spirit treasure would have been taken away long ago.

There should be no danger for now.

Gu Youqing persuaded Li Qingmu, who was determined to kill those people, and went back to the inn with her, and then tried to solve this problem.

Walking into the gate of the inn, in a trance, he seemed to see a thin figure in a white dress, flashing past his sight?
Bai Liuli was taken aback and was almost seen by her master. If she really appeared in front of her master, she would definitely be punished by the mistress...

"Young Master Gu?" A familiar voice came from beside my ear.

"Zhang Zhenren?"

He seemed to have indeed changed the future. This time, Zhang Zhenren did not fall at the door of the inn with scars.

Instead, it was intact, but the spirit seemed a little sluggish.

Zhang Qianyan came back to bed early in the morning, and was about to go downstairs and go out, when the two girls faced each other.

Facing Li Qingmu who was exuding a faint sense of distance, Zhang Qianyan made a bow, swallowed the words on his lips, and left after excused.

For some reason, she was somewhat resistant to talking to Mr. Gu in front of that Nascent Soul female cultivator.

(End of this chapter)