Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Tangning turned her left hand and took out 20,000 spirit stones from her storage bag and handed it to her: "Take it! This matter is over now, don't bother me anymore."

Gu Yuanya took the storage bag and said, "Master, I want to ask you one more thing."

"What's the matter with you?"

"If my third brother can cultivate to the point of perfecting Qi refining, can you prepare something for him to build his foundation?"

"Okay, I'll give him the Foundation Building Pill, the Marrow Cleansing Pill, and the Water Cloud Formation."

"Is that all there is? And what about the soul-controlling milk?"

"You really came out of your mouth. Do you know how precious Soul Controlling Spirit Milk is? Look at the sect with so many people, how many of them can use this thing?"

"My third brother has poor qualifications and has never practiced advanced techniques. If he didn't have the soul-controlling spiritual milk, I'm afraid it would be very difficult for him to pass the foundation building level. Master! If you help others to the end, just spend some spiritual stones and buy him a bottle. Okay? Disciple, please."

"We'll talk about it after you build the foundation!"

"I'll give you a gift." Gu Yuanya turned her left hand and took out a red three-foot long sword.

Tangning smiled and said, "What kind of gift is this? Didn't you say it was for your third brother?"

Gu Yuanya said: "I lied to you. I originally wanted you to propose marriage on my third brother's behalf, but you refused."

"Save it for yourself to build the foundation and use it later!"

"Then you can keep it for me first, and then return it to me after I build the foundation."

Tangning then took the flying sword and put it in her storage bag.

"Master, after I build the foundation, can you help me arrange to come to Yuanyi Palace? I can help you handle a lot of things!"

"Stay in the Supervisory Department first! If you have the chance to reach the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, then come to Yuanyi Palace and become an supervisor or something."

"You still have to wait for the middle stage of foundation building? Then I don't know how many years it will take! Maybe my disciple may not be able to reach it in this life."

"So practice hard."

"Then after I build the foundation, can I move to Master's cave?"

The master and apprentice chatted about future plans.

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Heavy rain poured down. In the Taoist temple in the south of the Yangtze River, a ray of light came out, and a tall man appeared. He disappeared from the light and fell, and a man came towards him. He looked at him warily and said: "Who is the senior? This is The Jiang family’s property, I hope…”

Before he finished speaking, his head suddenly rolled down, and his body fell straight down, stained red with blood.

Screams and angry shouts rang out, but after a while, it returned to calm. The Taoist temple was filled with corpses, blood flowed across the floor, and broken limbs and arms were scattered on the ground.

The man showed no expression as he came to the main hall and turned around on the candlestick. The ground suddenly moved to both sides, revealing a basement where many women in their prime were imprisoned, huddled in a corner with depressed expressions.

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In the Xuanyu Mountains, a figure came down with a sword and came to the majestic and majestic hall. The figure of a fair-faced man appeared. He looked panicked and walked straight into the hall in a hurry.

Inside, a middle-aged man with a beard and full cheeks was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his eyes closed and practicing. He was Jiang Liuyun, the head of the Jiang family. He opened his eyes, frowned slightly and said, "Why are you so flustered?"

"Father, it's not good, our shop in Yuanqian Mountain was robbed, and both Wenxuan and Shuyuan were killed," the man said.

Jiang Liuyun was slightly surprised after hearing this: "Who did it?"

"I don't know. According to the casual cultivator who witnessed it at the time, he was a late-stage foundation-building monk. He seemed to be deliberately targeting our Jiang family. At that time, there were three casual cultivators buying and selling items in the shop. After he came in, he only said lightly In a word, people from the Jiang family should get out quickly. Wenxuan stepped forward and asked why, but he killed him on the spot, and then he destroyed the entire shop before leaving. "

"A late-stage foundation-building monk." Jiang Liuyun was shocked: "Are you sure?"

"The boy didn't see it with his own eyes. The monk who bought and sold the items said so. The boy thought it was correct. This is his portrait." The man said, flipping over with his left hand, taking out a scroll and handing it to him.

Jiang Liuyun took the scroll and saw the figure of a man with a swallow jaw and a tiger beard painted on it. He pondered for a long time: "Go and call everyone back to the clan immediately."

"Yes." The man left in response. Before he could walk out of the hall, a tall and muscular man hurried in from outside. He walked to Jiang Liuyun and saluted: "Uncle, our people stationed at Baiyun Taoist Temple were attacked. Wen Jun and A Yuan died, none of the other guards survived, and all the imprisoned women escaped. "

"Are you sure who did it?" Jiang Xiaoyuan asked quickly before Jiang Liuyun could ask.

The man replied: "We are not sure yet, because there are no survivors in the Taoist temple. We have captured two women. According to them, it was a burly man who did it."

"Is it him?" Jiang Liuyun handed him the scroll.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, it could be."

As soon as the man finished speaking, a big-eared man from outside quickly walked into the hall and said in a panic: "Master, it's not good, Uncle Ping has been killed."

"What?" Jiang Liuyun couldn't sit still, stood up and asked, "What happened? Who did it?"

"According to the monks in the gambling house, it was done by a monk in the late stage of foundation building. After the man entered the gambling house, he started killing without saying a word. At that time, the gambling house was in chaos. Uncle Ping sat in the middle and came out to stop it. But he was killed."

"Recall everyone to the clan immediately, Xiaoyuan, and arrange a large formation to prevent the invasion of powerful enemies."

"Yes." The three of them responded with stern expressions, turned around and left the hall.

Jiang Liuyun walked back and forth in the hall, his thoughts racing, who is he? Casual cultivator? A member of the Qian Yizong or the Youmei Sect? What is the other party's purpose?

After much deliberation, he couldn't guess the identity of the other party. Logically speaking, this place was under the jurisdiction of the Qianyi Sect, and the Youmei Sect monks should not appear, and he had never offended them.

It is also unlikely that Qian Yizong. I have always had a good relationship with them, and there is no collusion with Youmei Sect.

If it was a casual cultivator who had offended unintentionally, he could count all the casual cultivators in Chu who had reached the late stage of foundation building on two hands. He knew them all, unless they were from Qi or Wu.

Jiang Liuyun was puzzled. As time passed, the children of the Jiang family outside received the news and rushed back to their clan one after another.

A large formation outside has been set up, and a huge light curtain covers a ten-mile radius.

In the main hall, all the children of the Jiang family gathered together. Jiang Liuyun sat high on top, and next to him sat three men, all of whom were foundation-building monks of the Jiang family.

Dozens of disciples below stood with their hands hanging, and Jiang Liuyun said: "You must all know that there is currently an unidentified late-stage foundation-building monk who is madly targeting our Jiang family. He first killed the guard in Baiyun Temple, and then let him go. A woman who has not transformed from the mortal world.”

"Later, he killed people and robbed goods at the Yuanqianshan store. He also killed Jiang Ping and other management disciples at the Lianyunshan gambling house, and robbed the gambling house's savings."

"We still don't know his true purpose, but I speculate that he may act again, so I urgently recall you. We must work together now and not be defeated by him individually."

Next to him, a man with gray hair on his temples answered: "The most important thing now is to find out the identity of this person."

"You can ask Qian Yizong for help. Our loft and gambling house submit taxes to them every year. Now that something like this has happened, it's time for them to do their best."

Everyone talked about it.

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Tang Ning was sitting cross-legged in the cave. There was a knock on the door outside. Mu Tiancheng pushed the door open and walked in. He bowed and said, "Master, Master Wu Yong from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs wants to see you."

"Invite him in."

"Yes." Mu Tiancheng took the order and left. Not long after, footsteps sounded, and one or two gray-haired men walked in. They bowed and saluted: "Disciple pays homage to Master Tang."

"sit down!"

"Yes." Wu Yong sat down as he was told, pulled out a file and handed it to him: "Uncle Master, these are the cultivation resources handed over by Jiangdong Industrial Land this year. They have all been transported back to the sect. Please take a look."

Tang Ning took the file and took a look at it. It was densely packed with places of cultivation, various metal ores and liquid elixirs. He stamped, signed and pledged it, handed it back to him and said, "Put it all in the warehouse!"

"Yes." Wu Yong took the file and responded: "Uncle Master, there is one more thing. Recently, the Jiang family in Jiangdong was attacked by unidentified late-stage foundation-building monks. Several disciples, including a foundation-building monk, were killed. He asked us for help. I don’t know what Uncle Master’s intention is.”

"The Jiang family? Who provoked them?" Tangning asked in confusion.

"We don't know yet."

"Let them resolve this personal grudge by themselves!"

Wu Yong said: "Uncle Master, we are involved in several shops, lofts and gambling houses owned by the Jiang family. They have to pay tens of thousands of spiritual stones to us every year. If we ignore them and don't ask, I'm afraid it's not suitable."

"Then send someone to help them find out who is causing trouble. Your Foreign Ministry should be responsible for this!"

"Yes." Wu Yong stood up and left.

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In Xuanyu Mountain, in front of the blue light curtain, two escaping lights shot out, and two men wearing Qianyi Sect costumes appeared. They were Su Zhongping from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Mo Xuanmao from the External Relations Section of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Mo Xuanmao waved his hand, and the talisman sank into the room. After a while, the light screen disappeared and a ray of light flashed out. Jiang Liuyun smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Su, Daoist Mo, you are here to welcome us. It's too late to greet you from afar!" "

Su Zhongping said: "This sect sent me and I to help fellow Taoists and find the murderer."

"Two fellow Taoists, please come in quickly."

The three of them entered the inner room together, came to the main hall, and sat down separately.

Jiang Liuyun said: "I am extremely grateful to you two fellow Taoists for coming to help our Jiang family and capture the traitors."

Su Zhongping said: "We have distributed the portrait of the thief to various places. If there is any news, the Intelligence Department will report it immediately. We will just wait for the news. I don't know where the other Taoist friends in your mansion are?"

Jiang Liuyun said: "My brothers went out to look for helpers and inquired about the thief. Jiangdong is our territory after all. Many casual cultivators and cultivating families have good relations with my Jiang family. With more people, we are more powerful!"

Su Zhongping said: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, please tell me the specific situation!"

"Okay" Jiang Liuyun then told the story of the future truthfully...