Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

Ou Yuzhen took a deep breath, as if recalling the scene during the day.

"This morning, when I was serving tea and water in the teahouse, I met this mysterious senior."

Ou Yuzhen began to speak, her voice a little low, but every word was clear and powerful.

"At that time, the teahouse was bustling with people. I saw this senior in black clothes walking into the teahouse. He had a different temperament, as if the surrounding hustle and bustle had nothing to do with him. I became curious."

"At that time I just thought he was special but didn't think much about it."

Ou Yuzhen paused for a moment, then continued:

“When I went over to serve tea, this senior suddenly spoke to me, saying that I had a spiritual body and asked if I should go to the sect to practice.

Ou Yuzhen recalled: "I suddenly discovered that I had spiritual roots and could practice, so I was naturally very excited and agreed to go to the sect to practice."

"After receiving my reply, the senior gave me a magic talisman, saying it could save my life at a critical moment. After a while, another monk from the sect will come to find me, so I should stay in this teahouse and wait patiently."

"I felt at the time that this senior was truly unfathomable."

Ou Yuzhen's eyes flickered slightly, and she said slowly:

"I didn't expect that this talisman would save our lives tonight."

After listening to this, Liu Qingqing was filled with emotion and could not help but say:
"I see. God bless us."

Liu Yunfeng said in a deep voice: "It seems that Senior Jiang is indeed our great benefactor. We must remember him in our hearts."

The three continued to move forward in the night.

Soon, they returned to the teahouse.

The owner of the teahouse was busy in the teahouse when he heard some noise outside the door. He looked up and saw Ou Yuzhen and Liu Qingqing walking in with serious expressions.

He was slightly stunned, then quickly walked over with a bit of surprise on his face.

"Qingqing, you are back."

The host glanced at everyone and said, "Qi Yunxiao didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Liu smiled slightly and said slowly: "Owner, don't worry, we are fine."

The host breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Liu Yunfeng beside him, and said, "Are you okay tonight?"

Before Liu Yunfeng could say anything, Ou Yuzhen and Liu Qingqing looked at each other.

Liu Qingqing said calmly: "Master, let's sit down and talk first."

After the three of them sat down, Liu Qingqing briefly recounted what happened that night.

When she talked about Qi Yunxiao trying to force her to sleep with him,

The owner's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but sighed: "Qingqing, I hope you don't blame me. The Qi family is big and powerful, and it can't be stopped by a teahouse."

"I really couldn't protect you at that time."

Liu gently shook his head and said gently: "Owner, this is not your fault. After all, Qi Yunxiao is the eldest son of the Qi family and is highly valued by the family. There is nothing you can do."

The poster sighed, his eyes full of guilt and helplessness.

Seeing this, Ou Yuzhen continued, "However, things did take a turn for the better in the end. The talisman of that senior saved our lives."

"Senior? What senior?" the OP asked doubtfully.

Ou Yuzhen then recounted in detail her encounter with the mysterious senior in the teahouse.

When she talked about how the senior saw that she had a spirit body, how he gave her a talisman, and how he told her to wait patiently for the monks from the sect to pick her up, the host's eyes gradually became complicated.

"I see." The host nodded, a trace of awe flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but say: "That senior is indeed a master."

When Ou Yuzhen talked about the real person in the Jindan realm who killed Qi Yunxiao, the owner of the post's face turned pale instantly, his mouth slightly opened, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Jindan Zhenren?!" The host finally found his voice, with a look of astonishment on his face, and subconsciously said: "Miss Ou, you are actually related to Jindan Zhenren?"

Ou Yuzhen nodded and said calmly, "Yes, OP, that senior is Jindan Zhenren."

"He said that a monk from the sect will come to pick me up in a while. I will stay in the teahouse and wait patiently."

The owner was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "It seems that my small teahouse actually has hidden talents."

Liu smiled gently and said, "Owner, your teahouse is not just an ordinary teahouse. Maybe you will need Ou Yuzhen's protection in the future."

The host nodded, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "Yes, it seems that there are really many strange things in this world."

The three of them continued chatting for a while, and the host finally felt relieved and sighed, "Miss Ou, Miss Liu, you have all worked hard tonight, go to bed early."

Ou Yuzhen and Liu nodded gently in agreement, then went back to their rooms to rest.

As the night deepens, the noise outside the teahouse gradually subsides, leaving only the moonlight shining through the window frames, quietly accompanying this peaceful night.

Ou Yuzhen was not asleep. She stood in front of the window, looking at the mountains in the distance, her heart full of longing for the future.

After experiencing what happened at night, she realized that her destiny had changed and her path of cultivation was about to begin.

Liu Qingqing was quietly sorting her clothes aside, looking up at Ou Yuzhen from time to time with a bit of envy and relief in her eyes.

The night was as dark as ink. The Qi family mansion was brightly lit, but it was shrouded in an ominous atmosphere.

In a dark room, there are rows of soul tablets, each of which is engraved with the name and birth date of a member of the Qi family.

These soul tablets are important tools used by the Qi family to monitor the life status of their clan members. Once someone dies, the soul tablet will shatter.

At this moment, a monk who was in charge of the soul tablet was standing in the middle of the room, his face pale, holding a broken soul tablet in his trembling hands.

The three words "Qi Yunxiao" were clearly engraved on the sign.

"This...how is this possible?"

The monk muttered to himself, sweating profusely.

Qi Yunxiao is the eldest son of the Qi family and is highly valued by the family. Now that his soul tablet is shattered, it means that Qi Yunxiao has died. This is undoubtedly a huge change.

He did not dare to delay and immediately ran quickly to the study of the head of the Qi family.

In the study, Qi Xiao, the head of the Qi family, was sitting behind the desk with a frown on his face, seemingly thinking about something.

Qi Xiao is over fifty years old. He is tall and strong, with a strong face and deep and sharp eyes, as if he can see through people's hearts.

He was wearing a black brocade robe embroidered with golden patterns, showing the dignity and majesty of the head of the Qi family. He had a belt inlaid with gems around his waist, and on the belt hung a simple jade pendant with the word "head of the family" engraved on it, symbolizing his noble status in the family.

Qi Xiao was wearing a dragon-shaped ring on his right hand. The dragon's eye on the ring was inlaid with a ruby, sparkling under the light.

He was tapping the table lightly with this hand, making a rhythmic "dong dong" sound, revealing his inner uneasiness and anxiety.

The atmosphere in the study was heavy, as if even the air had become stagnant.

Hearing the hurried footsteps, he raised his head and looked at the person coming with sharp eyes.

"Why are you so flustered?" Qi Xiao asked in a deep voice.

The monk knelt on the ground, holding up the shattered soul tablet with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, it's bad, the young master's soul tablet... is broken!"

Qi Xiao stood up suddenly, his face changed suddenly, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes. He grabbed the soul card and checked it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, he was furious, clenched his fists, and his veins bulged.

"Who dares to attack the eldest son of my Qi family?"

Qi Xiao roared, his voice was like thunder, shaking the candlelight in the room slightly.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then ordered: "Immediately gather all the family monks, seal off the county city, and conduct a thorough search!"

"I want to know who murdered Yunxiao!"

The monk responded quickly and retreated hastily, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Qi Xiao stood in the middle of the study, his eyes flashing with a cold light and his heart filled with anger.

Qi Yunxiao has many guards around him. Anyone who can kill him silently is definitely not an ordinary person.

The Qi family mansion was suddenly filled with shadowy figures. All the monks were urgently summoned and, under the order of the head of the family, all went out to search for intelligence.

The night was as dark as ink. Under Qi Xiao's command, the Qi family monks quickly dispersed and searched in all directions of the county city.

They were dressed in uniform black tights, and they moved quickly and agilely in the night like ghosts.

There was a murderous look in the eyes of every monk.

Tonight's mission is of great importance, and any negligence could cost one's life.

Therefore, everyone looked serious.

In an alley in the southeast corner of the county town, several patrol guards related to the Qi family were talking in low voices.

Their expressions revealed confusion and uneasiness, and it was obvious that they didn't know what was going on.

"Old Li, do you know why the head of the Qi family suddenly ordered the blockade of the county city?" a young patrol guard asked in a low voice.

Lao Li is the leader of this group of patrol guards. He is older and more experienced.

He frowned and shook his head: "I don't know either, but it's definitely not simple."

"Could it be that an enemy has sneaked into the county town?" another patrol guard speculated.

Old Li was about to answer when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps coming from a distance.

They immediately became alert, drew their weapons, and looked vigilantly in the direction of the sound.

A monk was seen running towards them breathlessly. When he saw them, he immediately stopped, his face was pale and he looked extremely anxious.

"Old Li, it's bad! The young master of the Qi family... the young master..." The monk's voice trembled, and he seemed unable to speak.

"What happened to the young master of the Qi family?" Old Li's heart tightened and he asked hurriedly.

"The soul tablet of the young master of the Qi family is broken..." the monk said in a low voice.

Hearing this, all the patrol guards were stunned, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Qi Yunxiao was a playboy of the Qi family, surrounded by a group of guards. How could he suddenly die?
"How is this possible!" the young patrol guard shouted, "The young master of the Qi family has so many guards around him, how could something go wrong?"

"Who dares to touch him in the county town?"

Lao Li took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that now was not the time to question, but the time to act.

"Everyone listen!" Old Li quickly received the message from the Qi family and said in a deep voice: "The news of the death of the young master of the Qi family has been confirmed. The head of the family has ordered the county city to be blocked and the murderer to be thoroughly searched for."

"We must go all out to find the real murderer!"

The guards nodded one after another and quickly divided into several groups to start searching along the predetermined route.

In the county town, the Qi family monks and patrol guards were like an invisible net that spread out quickly.

Every corner and alley was carefully searched. The monks used their spiritual power to sense the movements around them and observe every suspicious place.

During the search.

A group of cultivators also rushed to the restaurant where Qi Yunxiao was hosting a banquet to entertain Liu Qingqing and others.

At this time, the lights outside the restaurant were bright, but the atmosphere was particularly tense.

As soon as the monks arrived at the restaurant, they immediately surrounded the entire building to prevent anyone from escaping.

The leading cultivator was named Qi Feng, a close confidant of Qi Xiao, the head of the Qi family. He had profound cultivation and acted decisively.

Qi Feng strode into the restaurant, scanning the surroundings with eyes as fast as lightning.

Upon seeing this, the restaurant owner came forward hastily, his face pale, obviously frightened by this sudden scene.

"Boss, will Qi Yunxiao, the young master of the Qi family, host a banquet here tonight?" Qi Feng asked in a deep voice, with unquestionable majesty in his tone.

The shopkeeper nodded quickly and whispered in a trembling voice: "Yes, Master Qi, the young master is indeed hosting a banquet here tonight to entertain several distinguished guests."

As he spoke, the shopkeeper's body was shaking.

"Where is the young master's body now?" Qi Feng continued to ask with sharp eyes.

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before he slowly said, "Young Master... Young Master's body was shattered and is still being pieced together."

Qi Feng's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell me the details of the situation!"

The shopkeeper took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and then told the story.

"Tonight, the young master will hold a banquet here to entertain the two girls Liu Qingqing and Ou Yuzhen."

“During the banquet, the young master seemed to have some frivolous behavior towards Miss Liu and Miss Ou, and for some unknown reason, he attracted a Golden Core Patriarch.”

"That Jindan Patriarch was too powerful and attacked quickly. Young Master... Young Master had no power to fight back and was killed."

"An ancestor in the Golden Core realm?"

"Did you read that correctly?"

After hearing this, Qi Feng's expression changed drastically and he looked quite shocked.

In addition to being shocked, Qi Feng's face was as gloomy as water, and anger was burning in his heart.

He knew that Qi Yunxiao was a playboy in daily life, but he didn't expect that this time he would offend Jindan Zhenren and eventually lose his life.

"Take me to the private room."

Since the Golden Core Patriarch was so elusive that ordinary people might not meet one in their lifetime, Qi Feng felt that there might be something fishy going on and spoke out.

The shopkeeper nodded and led the way tremblingly. Qi Feng followed closely behind him, with a steady pace and a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

The two men walked through the long corridor and quickly came to the door of the private room where Qi Yunxiao died.

When he opened the door, a strong smell of blood hit his face.

Qi Feng frowned, his eyes scanning the entire room like a hawk.

The private room was in a mess, with overturned tables and chairs, and broken wine glasses and leftovers scattered on the floor.

What is even more striking is that there are still a few pools of dark red blood on the floor. (End of this chapter)