A seal of immortality

Chapter 562 Investigate the news
After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng appeared on a crowded street.

There are shops of different heights on both sides of the street, and immortal cultivators come in and out from time to time.

Wang Changsheng observed carefully that the clothes of passers-by on the street were relatively loose, and some female monks wore revealing clothes, half of their breasts were exposed, and the clothes on their bodies only covered their vital parts, and they dressed very boldly.

Wang Changsheng was wearing a black robe, very conspicuous in the crowd.

After a little thought, he walked into a shop selling clothes.

Half a quarter of an hour later, when Wang Changsheng came out of the shop, he had changed into a different attire, and he looked no different from the locals.

He restrained his breath and walked slowly along the street.

Like other square cities, Qianzhufang City has all kinds of craft shops and alchemy shops, but Wang Changsheng is not interested, his target is the bookstores that sell the classics of exercises.

Wang Changsheng bought some classics introducing the customs of southern Xinjiang and the forces of cultivating immortals, found an inn to stay, took out the books and jade slips he bought, and looked them up one by one.

After more than an hour, Wang Changsheng took off the jade slip between his eyebrows, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

According to the classics, more than [-] years ago, there was a super sect in southern Xinjiang - the Five Immortals Sect, with more than [-] disciples, it was the largest sect in southern Xinjiang.

But then the leader of the Five Immortals Sect suddenly disappeared. In order to snatch the position of the leader, the top leaders of the Five Immortals Sect fought violently. The internal strife split into several sects, and other sects took advantage of the momentum to rise, forming the current situation.

There are more than a dozen medium-sized sects in southern Xinjiang. The strength of these sects is not much different, and no one sect is capable of overwhelming other sects.

Among them, there is a sect of cultivating immortals called the Five Poisons Sect.

There are many theories about the origin of the Five Poisons Sect, one of which is generally accepted. After the Five Immortals Sect split, some loyal followers of the Five Immortals Sect gathered together to form the Five Poisons Sect.

The Five Poison Sect's unique school "Five Poison Secret Code" is known as the number one poison skill in southern Xinjiang, but after so many years, the Five Poison Sect has experienced several turmoil one after another, and its talents withered and gradually declined.

Wang Changsheng never imagined that the "Secret Code of Five Poisons" was actually a unique skill of a sect of cultivating immortals, but it can be called the number one poison skill in southern Xinjiang, which is enough to show how powerful this skill is.

No matter how the Five Poison Sect falls, there must be Nascent Soul cultivators sitting in command, otherwise the Five Poison Sect would have been wiped out by other sects long ago.

If Wang Changsheng came to snatch the follow-up exercises, it would be tantamount to courting death.

"You can't take it by force, you can only take it out of your wits." Wang Changsheng thought to himself.

Thinking about this, he put away the classic jade slips and walked out.

Opposite the inn is a tea house, where many low-level monks drink tea and chat.

Wang Changsheng ordered a pot of tea and sat down on the second floor by the window.

Because Wang Changsheng restrained his breath, others only regarded him as a foundation cultivator, so they didn't care, what should he do.

For the next five days, Wang Changsheng would go to the teahouse to drink tea every day, and he would sit for a whole day.

Not to mention, he got a lot of useful information from the chats of these low-level monks.

"Okay, fellow daoists, that's all for today, let's talk another day." A shrewd middle-aged man clasped his fists and said, after finishing speaking, he drank the tea in his teacup, turned and left go downstairs.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng drank the tea in his teacup and followed quietly.

He has observed that the middle-aged man is very familiar with the situation in southern Xinjiang, such as which sect recruits disciples, and which sect's ancestor holds a birthday, he is very clear.

After leaving the teahouse, the middle-aged man had not gone far when he put a palm on his left shoulder.

The middle-aged man frowned, and subconsciously grabbed his left shoulder with his right hand.

Just as his right hand touched the palm on his left shoulder, a pinprick sensation came into his mind.

"You...Senior, what's the matter?" The middle-aged man was furious, turned around, and was about to yell, when he saw that the other party was a monk at the alchemy stage, his expression changed drastically, and he He swallowed the words again, his expression a little apprehensive.

"I want to ask you something, come with me." Wang Changsheng glanced at the middle-aged man and ordered.

"This..." A look of embarrassment appeared on the face of the middle-aged man.

He was just a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, and a strange monk in the alchemy stage came to him for questioning. It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid.

"What? Can I please not move you?" Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's expression darkened, and he said coldly.

"No... no, this junior is here." The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he hurriedly explained.

Wang Changsheng's face softened when he heard the words, and he took the middle-aged man to another teahouse and asked for a wing room.

"Don't worry, I don't have any malicious intentions. I just want to ask you about something and answer my questions carefully. This is yours." Wang Changsheng closed the door and said so. After speaking, he took out a mid-level spirit stone, Put it on the table.

"Senior just ask whatever you want to ask, and this junior will know everything." The middle-aged man's face softened a lot when he saw the spirit stone.

"How much do you know about the Five Poisons?" Wang Changsheng asked straight to the point.

"I don't know which aspect the senior wants to ask?" The middle-aged man heard the words, pondered for a moment, and asked cautiously.

"Say everything you know."

The middle-aged man nodded, thought for a while, and said: "Well, the head altar of the Five Poison Sect is in Wuxian Mountain. The leader died more than a hundred years ago, and now the two protectors are temporarily taking care of the teaching affairs... ·”

"Wait, interim? Didn't the Five Poison Sect choose another leader?" Wang Changsheng stopped the middle-aged man and asked with a strange expression on his face.

"There is already a candidate for the leader. Qu Yun, the daughter of the previous leader, is said to have left a last word to take charge of the Five Poisons Sect after Fairy Qu Yun entered the Nascent Soul stage. The younger generation does not know if this is true or not." The middle-aged man said word by word.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng showed a thoughtful expression on his face. After thinking for a while, he continued to ask:

"How often does the Five Poison Sect recruit disciples? Are there any requirements?"

"Recruitment is once every 20 years. The Five Poison Sect just recruited a group of disciples half a year ago. It seems that people inside the Five Poison Sect must be recommended. They don't accept strangers." The middle-aged man said hesitantly, with a slightly disturbed.

"Do you know where the branch of the Five Poison Sect is? Or the shop they opened?" Wang Changsheng raised his brows after hearing this, and then asked.

"This... this junior doesn't know." The middle-aged man shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"I hope that no third person will know the content of today's conversation, do you understand?" Wang Changsheng glanced at the middle-aged man carefully and threatened.

"The younger generation understands, the younger generation understands." The middle-aged man's face changed when he heard the words, and he nodded honestly.

"This is your reward, you go down!" Wang Changsheng threw the middle-level spirit stone to the middle-aged man and ordered.

"Thank you senior for the reward, and this junior will leave." The middle-aged man thanked him and left quickly.

After leaving the teahouse, the middle-aged man's face was uncertain for a while, and he walked quickly towards the exit of Fangshi.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and few people chose to leave Fangshi at this time.

After leaving Fangshi, the middle-aged man flicked his sleeves, and a black flying boat flew out of it, hovering a few feet above the ground.

Just when he was about to jump up, he only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and a puff of black air climbed up his face.

The middle-aged man covered his abdomen with his hands, his face twisted, as if he was in great pain.

After a while, his legs went limp, and he fell straight down, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng also appeared here. He bent down to search the middle-aged man's storage bag, threw a fireball amulet and burned the body.

When Wang Changsheng approached the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man was doomed to die, and only dead people would not leak secrets.

(End of this chapter)