In Dahuang Mountain, within the Seven Kills Gate and Nine Helms, Xiaoqian walked out of a secret room. The world in her eyes has been turned upside down.
Xiaoqian couldn't hide her excitement. Just now she broke through the bottleneck and was successfully promoted to a golden elixir monk!
"Congratulations, sister Xiaoqian."
"Sister Shuang'er." Xiao Qian said happily: "It turns out that the world in the eyes of Jindan monks is like this. Wow, there are so many spiritual seeds attached to Sister Shuang'er's body. Is this the Xuanling root?"
Shuang'er smiled and said, "I'll see how happy you are."
These days, Xiaoqian has already regarded Shuang'er as her closest sister in the rudder. The first time this Shuang'er girl saw her, she enthusiastically extended a helping hand to her. After she stayed in Jiuduo, she cared even more about her little sister.
"Xiao Qian, you have been in seclusion these past few days, and you probably don't know one thing yet. Old Man Ji Le is dead."
Xiaoqian was stunned on the spot.
Shuang'er said: "Feng, Zhushen. In addition, Master Butcher and Master Lan Yu are also involved in this matter."
Xiaoqian was said to be confused.
Shuang'er continued to explain, "It turns out that the master of Lan Yu Hall is the Nine Saints of Jiuyou City."
Xiaoqian immediately caught the key. "So Jiuyou City knew that Old Man Ji Le would go?"
"That's right. Jiuyou City set up a dragnet. Hall Master Lan also invited Master Butcher to be his helper. In the end, the clone of Old Man Bliss was beheaded on the Liujin River."
"Clone?"
The information about the Seven Kills Sect is so well-informed. The battle at Liujin River has already been reported back to the sect. Shuang'er told Xiaoqian about the battle a few days ago in detail.
The Butcher, who returned to the sect, was well aware of the abilities of the followers of the Seven Kills Sect. The scene where the old man of bliss snatched Qin Lan could not be hidden from the eyes of Qishamen. Therefore, he did not conceal the details of the battle at Liujin River.
Xiaoqian's blood boiled with excitement. "In the end, it was Feng who found the true form of Old Man Bliss and successfully killed the god?"
"That's what Lord Butcher said. However, no one saw Feng's specific process of killing the gods. The two heads were brought back by Lord Butcher. He said that Feng was fatally injured. He is now left in Jiuyou City without knowing whether he is alive or dead."
"Fatal injury?" Xiaoqian was silent for a long time.
Shuang'er added: "Feng saved the young master of Jiuyou City. City Master Yun will definitely spare no effort to save his life."
Xiaoqian was in a state of confusion. Back in the secret room again. Shuang'er also followed in.
Xiaoqian took out the message jade paper and put her spiritual sense into it. Her expression suddenly changed.
In the jade paper, the drop of wind's blood is almost transparent. This proves that Feng's soul is on the verge of collapse.
Shuang'er saw Xiaoqian's face pale and asked anxiously: "Xiaoqian, have you established a communication with Feng?"
In the Seven Kills Sect, there is no rule that the person who issues the order and the one who executes the order cannot be summoned. But you must know that summons orders are also limited in number. The general summons for the Seven Kills Sect can contain up to four to five drops of different blood. In addition, the effective distance of the message jade note will also be affected by the number of drops of blood in it.
The relationship between the person who gives the order and the one who issues the order is limited to the physical body. Usually the person who gives the order will not waste the few spots on the person who gives the order.
It can be seen that the relationship between Feng and Xiaoqian has gone beyond work.
In fact, Pei Feng just didn't know the properties of the jade note.
"Sister Shuang'er. He..." Xiaoqian burst into tears.
After a long time, Xiaoqian's crying stopped, and Shuang'er sighed: "Xiaoqian, you are so confused. It is impossible for the person who gave the order to have real feelings for us."
Xiaoqian did not deny it. Tears flowed quietly from his eyes. Her spiritual consciousness has never left the jade note. The only thing that comforted her was that the little man who belonged to the wind did not continue to fade away.
"Xiao Qian, I know that everything you have now is brought to you by him. But you must also be sober. He is a monk from Snake Valley. You should also know what kind of existence Snake Valley is."
In a daze, Xiaoqian shook her head slightly, "He's not."
In a secret room. Wan Long, the leader of the Nine Helms, frowned lightly, "Isn't Feng from Snake Valley?"
The woman in green clothes kneeling in front of him said: "That's what Xiaoqian said. I don't know whether it's true or not."
Wan Long looked at the nine-finger swordsman beside him.
Jiu Jian said: "After all, no one saw the process of killing the gods. Maybe the old man Ji Le didn't die in his hands at all."
"Do you suspect that the person behind him took action?"
"Helmsman, is it possible to kill a god with your soul level cultivation? Just by relying on his poison?"
Wan Long's eyes changed slightly, "Whether you are Lingshan Taoist Sect, Jiuyou Mysterious Sect, or even Tianmo Sect or Shitian Artifact Sect, you can come to my Seven Kills Sect. As long as you are willing to accept orders, you can execute them." Wan Long said. Long changed the subject, "But the sect master doesn't like disciples who can't even see their identity."
Shuang'er interjected: "Master Helmsman, I heard Xiaoqian's voice and it seems that she has seen the true face of Feng."
"You're doing great. Keep staring at her."
"Yes, sir."
Shuang'er is naturally the eye that Wan Long puts next to Xiaoqian.
The huge intelligence network of the Seven Kills Sect is woven from many aspects. One of the sources of intelligence is the identity of the person giving the order.
While each sect obtains information from the Seven Kills Sect, they inevitably leave many secrets of their own sect within the Seven Kills Sect.
Feng's identity is also a huge asset to Bandung.
If he wasn't from Snake Valley, then who was he?
If he was a disciple of the Poison King, why did he get involved in the Seven Kills Sect? What plans does the Poison King have? Can Sanmen have a relationship with Snake Valley through this line.
By digging out the secret behind such a legendary figure like Feng, Wanlong will naturally receive a huge reward from the sect master. There are only two most valuable things in the Seven Kills Sect.
Head. intelligence.
Jiu Jian said: "Helmsman, I always feel that this wind is not good."
Wan Long nodded slightly. In fact, he felt the same way. The success of the killer Feng Zhushen put some pressure on them, the god-transforming monks.
"He'd better not be our enemy. The master who has been hiding behind him is unfathomable."
Jiu Jian said: "Should you report this matter to the sect master?"
Wanlong remained silent.
Jiujian understands Wanlong’s thoughts. If the sect master is reported now, Qishaodian will naturally send people to check Feng's identity personally. Then the credit of their Nine Helms will be greatly compromised.
"Why don't I go and try his trump card myself."
Wan Long stared at the Nine Swords and sneered, "You think I don't know what you are thinking? What does the humiliation of seizing an order count! If he is really the Poison King behind him, kill him, how can your Lingshan Taoist sect bear it?" Arouse the anger of the Poison King?"
Jiujian glanced at Shuang'er and said slowly: "Didn't Shuang'er say that he is not? These days, I have repeatedly thought about the various methods used by the kid who seized the order, and I also think that he is not."
"How can I see it?"
Jiujian shook his head slightly, "It's just a feeling. There is less evil in his eyes. He deliberately hid his sword moves because he didn't want to reveal his identity. But he also used Haitang smile many times. Isn't this contradictory?"
Wan Long smiled faintly, "In just one stick of incense, dozens of my disciples died tragically. Isn't he evil enough?"
"Leader, don't ignore one thing. It's the poison that's scary, not the person who uses it. Even a three-year-old child can still kill people if he uses strange poison."
Wan Long's expression froze.
Jiujian continued: "When a person is about to die, he cannot hide his trump card, let alone his identity. Doesn't the helmsman want to know who he is?"
At this moment, a monk wearing a golden mask hurriedly entered the secret room.
"Captain, something happened."
"speak."
"The blood-killing envoy sent by the Seven Sects is dead."
