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Chapter 148: Junior Brother, Please Respect Yourself (29)
Tian Yanzong.

"It's not good, Master Zifu, Elder Jiuqing, something is not right."

At this moment, a disciple rushed up to Tianxuan Peak, knelt down in front of Xie Jiuqing, and said in a crying voice.

"What's the matter?" Xie Jiuqing suddenly felt an ominous premonition and asked loudly.

The disciple glanced at the purple-clothed girl beside Xie Jiuqing, and cried out, "The suzerain's natal soul card is broken, broken..."

"How is it possible, Daddy..." Zifu's body shook slightly, and her already fair cheeks lost their blood color at this moment, no different from thin paper.

Xie Jiuqing supported her.

"Senior Brother Jiuqing, Dad is in a distraction period, how could he die so easily..."

"No! Impossible!" Zifu almost collapsed, crying bitterly, "It must be fake, it must be fake."

Xie Jiuqing comforted her: "Sister, please calm down. With the strength of the suzerain, even if you are in danger, you will not die easily. Maybe it is because the jade used in this natal soul card is not good enough to shatter on its own. Things are not as bad as we thought."

The so-called natal soul card is made of high-quality jade, refined with the help of a ray of soul by the secret method of the sect, and the card is broken when a person is alive.

The natal soul card was shattered, which also meant that the suzerain had lost his soul and died.

The suzerain is a strong man in the distraction period, and he is far from reaching the end of his lifespan. If he is measured by his cultivation base, he can even be said to be at the peak of his spring and autumn. How can he say that he is gone?
Xie Jiuqing also felt a little unbelievable.

Zifu tugged on Xie Jiuqing's sleeve, her voice choked up: "Brother, take me to the ancestral hall of the sect, I want to confirm with my own eyes whether Daddy's soul card is really broken..."

"it is good."
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In the depths of the mountain behind the main peak, an ancient ancestral hall stands in the cold wind, and the sound of the wind howls, showing a sense of loneliness and desolation.

There are several rows of stone shelves in the middle of the ancestral hall, on which are enshrined the spiritual tablets of the predecessors of the Tianyan Sect, and at the bottom of the spiritual tablets, there are several crystal clear jade charms flowing with strange light.

Looking closely, the middle one shattered and turned into a pile of dull and dull jade.

There is no doubt that this is the suzerain's natal soul card.

Looking at the broken jade, Zifu staggered, tears streaming down her face.

"How come..." The girl broke down in tears.

"Brother, can you tell who killed my father?"

Xie Jiuqing looked at Zifu and couldn't bear to refuse her: "I'll try."

He can indeed use the trace of the suzerain's soul left in the natal soul card to retrieve his remnant soul scattered between heaven and earth, so as to find out the truth of the suzerain's death.

It's just that this divination technique is very harmful to him, let alone whether he can succeed, even if he succeeds, his vitality will be seriously injured, and even his life will be in danger.

Xie Jiuqing let out a breath slowly, closed her eyes, and was immersed in a state of ecstasy.

At this time, the stars around him gradually emitted light. Although it was a blue sky and a bright day, the pictures around him seemed to make people step into the Milky Way.

A galaxy-like power continuously circled around him.

Looming, a picture appeared in front of my eyes.

The person holding the sword standing opposite the suzerain was actually a stunning young girl in her prime.

Xie Jiuqing was taken aback.

How could it be her?
He wanted to continue looking down, but he felt some liquid rushing up from his throat, and the strong smell of blood pierced his nostrils.

The man's expression changed slightly, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood with a "poof".

(End of this chapter)