As soon as these words came out, Qingyun, who was eavesdropping on the side, was surprised and said to himself:
"That's not right. Ma Wang was obviously killed by me, so how could he be killed by this group of people?"
Then another sharp voice mocked:
"Old man, don't think that your sixth level of Yuanhua is anything special. Our boss has already reached the eighth level of Yuanhua. He has given you a huge favor by talking to you like this without doing anything. As for you, Then what kind of disciple, who made him lose his eyesight? Half a year ago, he offended the most outstanding Taoist priest Dan Lin among my five Qingxu disciples. Taoist priest Dan Lin sent him to reincarnation, you should feel honored!"
When he heard the name Dan Lin, Qingyun's heart was filled with huge waves. He was very familiar with this name. He was one of the monks who visited Yanliang Mountain a few days before the massacre in Liangren Village. He How could it be possible to kill Ma Wang?
At this time, the boss of this group suddenly changed the topic. He seemed to have changed his mind and said in a deep voice:
"Yemu, although you killed so many of our brothers, your apprentice was also killed by us. I think this matter has been settled. Since you are unwilling to participate in this grand event with us, we will not force it. I hope You should take care of yourself, don’t make a wrong step, or you will be doomed!”
After saying that, Qingyun heard the footsteps of people who seemed to be leaving, but at this moment, there was a muffled bang, and then Taoist Yemu suddenly shouted:
"What a thief, you actually plotted against me!"
Since then, there has been no sound from Taoist Nogi in the house.
As the situation in the house continued to escalate, Qingyun became more and more afraid to make any moves after moving to the corner. He pressed his body tightly against the outer wall of the courtyard and listened to the movement inside the house with only his ears.
What he didn't know was that if it weren't for the uniqueness of the Kirin Devouring Technique, which could cover up his own aura while absorbing the spiritual energy of the world around him, his audacious behavior would have been slapped to death by the monk inside.
After a while, the group of people walked out of the house. Fortunately, Qingyun had already hid on the side of the courtyard so that the group of people did not notice it. They stood at the door for a while and heard the man called the boss. He spoke softly:
"Although this Nomu is not at a high level, he is very experienced. The Soul-Calling Life-Destroying Palm move I just made was obviously quite heavy-handed, but he still took advantage of the terrain to remove most of the palm's power."
At this time, the rich voice from before said:
"Boss, with your cultivation level, the Yuan Hua Realm monk is basically a chicken and a dog. In that case, why don't you just kill him? This old man is not flattering."
"It doesn't matter, the Soul-Calling and Life-Destroying Palm uses dark energy. The spiritual power will continue to damage his meridians. When he wakes up, it will be too late to treat him. The devil is the devil. Xiao Luoyi has been ordered to destroy the immortal old ghost. Ma Wang and Qi Fei, who have gathered the casual cultivators here, must have been fascinated by her beauty, and Dan Lin has definitely taken the blame. Now let's leave quickly and find a place to plot against the old witch Li Xian."
Hearing this, the mean and sharp voice asked:
"Boss, since this wild tree is not dead, how should we deal with it? As usual? Still?"
"Let's keep it as usual. In two months, the old man will probably be tortured to the point of being tortured. Then we will notify the superiors to find an opportunity to send some elixirs to appease him. We don't want him to join us, and we don't need this kind of thing." As a low-level monk who cannot improve his cultivation, we only need him to light a fire here, and then take advantage of the fire to gain some future from it!"
The sharp voice seemed worried and asked again:
"Boss, the sect sent us to Liangzhou to perform the mission, but now the superiors have asked us to come to Yuezhou. Now several of the disciples who were brought out have died. If the Immortal Sword Sect discovers our whereabouts, I'm afraid..."
"It doesn't matter, the Immortal Sword Sect is no longer what it used to be. They will only think that today's casual cultivators have bad tempers and poor abilities, and they are completely indifferent to their life and death. And even if they find us, there will be other arrangements from above. Understand Yet?"
The man's last four words, "Do you understand?" contained an irresistible majesty in his composure, which made the sharp voice dare not speak any more. Upon hearing it, one could tell that this man must be a high-ranking person with the power of life, death, and seizure.
And the aura at this time was obviously a hundred times stronger than when he was in the house, making Qingyun tremble all over from far away. It was obvious that he was not only at the Yuan Hua realm, but also made Qingyun afraid and did not dare to make the slightest move, with his spiritual consciousness. He still knows how powerful it is.
Everyone respectfully said yes, and after collecting the bodies of their companions, they left Taoist Nomu's house.
The person in charge only left Qingyun with a white back with his hair tied up and a crown, and his elegant long hair floating around his temples, and he led everyone down the mountain quickly.
After they left, Qingyun did not rush into the house to check the situation. Instead, he sat on the floor outside the house and carefully sorted out the conversation of the group of people from beginning to end in his mind.
"First of all, this group of people seems to be here to recruit Taoist Yemu, but in fact it is not the case. The boss deliberately pointed out that everyone is from Qingxutian, and used his power to force Yemu to invite him. This move is clearly intended to sow a relationship between him and Qingxutian."
"No, that's not right. Taoist Yemu is not qualified enough to have anything to do with Qingxutian. He just wants Taoist Yemu to feel disgusted with Qingxutian, or to throw dirty water on Qingxutian."
Qingyun's starry eyes suddenly shrank, and he felt that this matter might not be that simple.
"Then this person looks like a polite corporal, but in fact he blames Dan Lin for Ma Wang's death through other people's mouths. No, he doesn't necessarily blame Dan Lin, but he wants to go further to discredit Qingxutian, or in other words There are thousands of wild trees that can be used by them to discredit Qingxu Tian."
As he combed through more and more deeply, Qingyun's thoughts gradually became clearer.
"Moreover, this person seems to want to reconcile the death of Ma Wang through the other party's killing of his disciples. In fact, he is hinting to Nomu that he and Qing Xutian have forged a feud that will never end. If one life is not enough to compensate, how can it be possible to clear both sides?"
With a cold smile, Qingyun then thought:
"Then he injured Nomu with a plotting technique, and then used the so-called Soul-Calming Life-Destroying Palm's injuries to get his real superior to find a way to help Nomu Taoist in order to win over him. I'm afraid this is his real purpose."
After a pause, Qingyun silently recited the word "future" mentioned by this person several times in his mind, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't guess what this so-called future meant.
"Taken together, first of all, this group of people are definitely not people from Qingxu Tian, there is no doubt about this. Secondly, they are definitely not people from the devil's path, because people from the devil's path should not be able to tell what the devil's path is after all. Kind of words."
With a divine light in his eyes, Qingyun vaguely felt that he might have discovered some kind of secret:
"If this is the case, then firstly, this group of people may be a righteous sect that has enmity with Qingxutian, and wants to take the opportunity to suppress Qingxutian's reputation. Secondly, it is a neutral sect that has enmity with Qingxutian. But who it is, these are not things that I can explore right now.”
Suddenly, Qingyun thought of the word "future" that the man said again, and suddenly felt a clear feeling in his heart. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and sneered again:
"Hehe, although I can't figure out their identity and purpose, and I don't know which sect has such great courage, it seems that it's not just me who wants to disturb this muddy water, but there are other people who want to use this... The fire of chaos in the world is taking advantage of the situation to rise!"
His thoughts have actually revealed the identity of this group of people, but Qingyun is still just a miscellaneous fish. Even if he knows the truth, he can't do anything.
"Forget it, what does your fighting life and death have to do with me? It's more important to improve your cultivation, otherwise I won't have the strength to know the truth of all this."
Looking solemnly at the direction where the white-clothed monks and the group were leaving, Qingyun stopped himself from thinking any more useless thoughts.
To take a step back, whether these people are good or bad, as long as they are not the murderers of my father and the lives of dozens of people in Liangren Village, it doesn't matter if they cause earth-shaking troubles because they don't have half a dime.
To put it harshly, the bigger the fuss they make, the easier it might be to find out the real culprit!
After calming down, Qingyun began to hesitate again, because he had not completely fulfilled Ma Wang's last wish. Should he just leave like this, or should he go in and give the poor old man a beautiful dream?
While Qingyun was wandering around, Taoist Yemu seemed to slowly wake up and let out a faint moan.
Listening to this old voice, Qingyun somehow remembered Yan Liangshan's sad expression before his death. His granddaughter was sent away, his neighbors died, and the murderer was just for a so-called treasure in the world.
Isn't Taoist Nogi just a poor old man trapped in a whirlpool?
And those like Ma Wang, Qi Fei, and even Xiao Luoyi are all just shrimps and crabs drifting in the waves of desire?
Maybe they will be swallowed into the abyss in the blink of an eye, but how many people can achieve enlightenment and step onto the other side?
What about yourself? Will he end up as an unknown corpse, eventually buried in a barren mountain?
Or will you lose your true heart and be obsessed with revenge, or have you already determined your path, and the means are just a process to achieve the goal, nothing important?
Qingyun felt sad for a while, but he finally chose to enter the house, hand over Ma Wang's French stick and letter to Nomu, and tell him Ma Wang's instructions in person, which could be regarded as comfort to the poor lonely old man.
In order to prevent the group of monks from turning back midway and fearing that the veteran would misunderstand him, Qingyun waited for a while before calling the door loudly and saying:
"May I ask if Senior Nogi is at your residence? I am here to visit as requested by fellow Taoist Master Ma Wang."
As soon as Taoist Yemu heard the word Ma Wang, his coughing suddenly became louder. He sounded quite excited, and then he quickly shouted:
"Please come in quickly, please come in quickly. I'm sorry that I'm ill and can't stand up to greet you. Please wait in the living room first. I'll come out right away."
