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"Wait a minute, please tell me clearly, when is the specific time?"

"It was probably Mao hour just now..."

In the bones of the black turtle, "Mao Shi?" Bai Hu frowned, "Little Shitou, you just received Zheng Tong's bone box last evening. This morning, the Lingxiao Sword Sect knew that you were coming to Beiling. This was too fast. "

Long Er exclaimed, "Does Taiji Sect still have spies from Lingxiao Sword Sect?"

Old Man Zheng continued, "...The villain was meditating in the house. Suddenly, a man in black walked quietly in front of my bed. His magical power was so strong that the villain didn't notice it, so he was restrained by him. .

The man in black threatened that today someone named Shi...that is the ancestor, you will come to Beiling and ask me to poison him.

He disguised himself as A Jian's brother and worked in the mountains first so as not to stay indoors and expose his flaws.

After you arrive, ancestor, ask Ajian to inform him.

The man in black said that if the villain didn't follow his instructions, he would kill A Jian and me.

The villain's magic power is weak, so he really has no choice but to not disobey..."

Shi Feng interrupted, "Did you put poison on the bone box?"

Uncle Zheng opened his eyes wide, "Ancestor, you are really a god, you know everything!"

Shi Feng saw that his left palm was poisoned, but his right palm was not. He thought about it carefully and found that he had always been cautious. After entering the house, he didn't touch anything and didn't take a sip of the tea.

Even when Old Uncle Zheng invited him to sit down, Shi Feng flicked his robe sleeves before sitting down, and the strong wind swept over the bamboo stool. If there was any poison on it, it would have been swept away long ago.

Only once, I took out the box of Zheng Tong's remains and put it on the coffee table.

Uncle Zheng held the box and cried bitterly. Shi Feng looked sad and turned his face away.

After that, Old Uncle Zheng pushed the bone box back, took it with his left hand, and immediately put it into the storage bag.

It must have been at that time that Old Uncle Zheng quietly smeared the poison on the box, touched the wooden box with the edge of his palm, and was immediately poisoned.

"What kind of poison is this?"

Old Uncle Zheng said with a sad face, "I don't know..."

This was not beyond Shi Feng's expectation. Even he couldn't figure out the origin of this poison. What could a mere qi training disciple understand?

"Tell me what that poison looks like?"

"What it looks like? It's just some white powder. Once exposed to the air, it will become colorless and traceless..."

White powder, colorless and traceless? Shi Feng silently wrote it down in his mind, but Old Man Zheng's next words shocked him.

"...Well, that's it." Old Uncle Zheng said, taking out a small glass bottle from his arms.

Shi Feng stretched out his hand, and the bottle was sucked in and suspended in mid-air. Sure enough, there was some white powder inside.

This small bottle is extremely delicately designed. Just touch the bottom of the bottle and the powder inside will spray out, which is very convenient.

Old Uncle Zheng had hidden his hands in his sleeves and secretly sprinkled the powder on the bone box without even Shi Feng noticing.

"Why do you still have medicine powder on you?"

Old Uncle Zheng murmured, "It was given by the man in black. He said that if the poison in the house fails, he would sprinkle some more on the tombstone..."

Shi Feng was here to deliver Zheng Tong's ashes for burial. Naturally, he had to erect a tombstone and engrave words on it, so he would inevitably have to touch the tombstone. Poisoning the tombstone was foolproof.

Long Er shouted, "This old immortal guy is afraid that he won't be able to kill you with poison, so he actually has a back-up plan. It's so insidious! Kill him! By the way, seal him in the tomb so that their family can reunite."

When Old Uncle Zheng saw Shi Feng's gloomy face, he was so frightened that he trembled into a ball, whimpering, tears and snot staining his beard, "Old ancestor, please forgive me, the villain is forced to have no choice but to do it..."

He took out two storage bags from his arms, "This is the spiritual stone that you rewarded me, ancestor. I will return it to you. Please, ancestor, let me go. No, please let Ajian live. My death is not worth it." , woo woo..."

Shi Feng sighed, "Old man, you don't have to be afraid, I won't embarrass you. You can also accept the spirit stone. You don't have to give it back to me. Remember, every year during the Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival, come and give Xiao Tong a stick of incense."

Old Uncle Zheng was overjoyed and hurriedly agreed, "Definitely, definitely, I will definitely..."

He leaned down to kowtow to Shi Feng, but in a flash of clear light, Shi Feng was gone.

Old Uncle Zheng escaped from death as if he had had a nightmare. He hurriedly kowtowed to the grave a few more times to thank Zheng Tong for his blessing.

It was completely dark by now, and the night wind howled like a ghost.

Although Old Uncle Zheng was a monk, he did not dare to stay long. He picked up the storage bag on the ground, turned around and left in a hurry.

After another cup of tea, something slowly squirmed on the grave of Zheng Tong's parents and emerged from the soil.

Look carefully, that thing is the bone box that Shi Feng buried before!

The seal on the bone box will open automatically without any wind.

There were no ashes inside, only a purple gourd lying inside.

The mysterious light flashed, and two figures appeared on the ground, a tall old Taoist, and a tall and tall young man in his thirties.

The two of them were the master of Tai Chi Sect, Xuan Yi, and his most famous disciple, Master Li Qing.

Xuandao stretched out his hand and collected the purple gourd. Then the box was closed, the seal was affixed, and it was slowly submerged into the cemetery.

"Qingshi, what do you think of today's events?"

"Reporting to Master, it is obvious that Elder Shi is not a traitor."

Xuan Yi snorted coldly, "I can only say that he is not a spy of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, but I can't guarantee anything else. What I'm asking about is not this matter, but his swordsmanship."

Master Li Qing sighed, "There are two things that I didn't expect. First, I didn't expect that Elder Shi was such a talented man that he had mastered Yan Shang Sword Qi and Run Xia Sword Qi. Second, I didn't expect that the two sword qi were so powerful that even Yuan Junde couldn't. opponent..."

Xuan Yi looked arrogant, "Qingshi, back then the Patriarch swept the world with his five unique swordsmanship, without any opponent. This created the five-thousand-year foundation of our Tai Chi Sect. Of course this swordsmanship is amazing!"

It’s just that the disciples of my generation are incompetent, and only a few have mastered the Three Ultimate Sword Formations, let alone the Four Ultimate and Five Ultimate. "

Master Li Qing nodded, "Yes, one generation is worse than the other. Now, let alone the three skills, even those who have mastered two sword energies, in addition to Junior Brother Shi, can also be traced back to Master Tianyang four hundred years ago."

"Qingshi, why does Shi Feng make the sword energy run down?"

"This, this..." Master Li Qing smiled bitterly, "Except for what Junior Sister Qin taught him, this disciple can't think of any other possibility!"

"Then how should this matter be handled?" Xuan Dao's face darkened.

"Disciple dare not speak nonsense. This matter will naturally be handled by Master and the Council of Elders. But..."

"But what?"

"I hope Master will show mercy. In the final analysis, Junior Sister Qin is probably more to blame."

"Hmph! Now that things have happened, are you still pleading for Qin Bing?"

Master Li Qing did not speak. The relationship between Shi Feng and Qin Bing was now known to everyone in the sect. Naturally, he felt very uncomfortable. However, he had his own pride and took the opportunity to add insult to injury and make slanderous remarks, but he could not do it.

Xuan Taoist thought in his heart that the Five Ultimate Sword Techniques are the supreme treasure of the sect. They must be proposed by the elders of the sect and approved by the council of elders before they can be granted.

Qin Bing passed on the Runxia sword technique to his lover without authorization and should be severely punished.

However, Dao Xuan meditated on all the sect's rules and regulations, but could not find any that could convict Shi Feng of death.

After all, Shi Feng is an elder of Iron Sword Peak, and if his disciple learns the magical power of his sect, there is no reason to put him to death even if he breaks the sky.

The result of the deliberations of the Presbyterian Council was that Shi Qin and Shi Qin would be reprimanded and imprisoned for several years at most. Then he followed the trend and passed the Runxia Sword Qi to Shi Feng. After all, he could use two unique sword skills, and the sect gained another top master.

"Qingshi, how does your magical power compare with Shi Feng's?"

Master Li Qing shook his head, "I originally thought that Elder Shi and I were in the same league, but after we met today, I realized that I am no longer his opponent.

It’s not just me. I see that among the five leaders of Taiji Sect, except for you, Master, the other leaders are no match for Elder Shi! "