Zhan Changfeng didn't care who died or what the rumors were. She was thinking about whether to throw away this inexplicable book.
She knew this might be chance, but she also knew what the cycle of cause and effect was. The karma brought by a Dragon Armor Divine Medal was enough for her to drink a pot, and now there was a mountain of good medicine.
Zhan Changfeng thought there was a secret realm in the Good Medicine Mountain, but now someone had broken into it. The child had no choice but to entrust the book to her. The word "Shennong" loomed on the cover of the book.
Her feeling was correct. This book of Shen Nong was a medical inheritance, which not only matched her interest in medicine, but also allowed her to find a way to repair the body.
But she always felt uneasy. There are people with great luck in the world, but are there anyone like her?
What's more, she has already inherited the Nine Revolutions of Rebirth Art and the Dragon Armor Divine Seal. Adding another line, let alone whether she can be distracted from practicing, the feeling of being plotted is extremely clear.
The Dragon Armor Divine Seal was a plot by the founding emperor to make her bear the fate of the Yin Dynasty.
Shennong was involved in the struggle at Haoyaoshan. Just by the destructive aura on the mountain, he knew that the matter was not easy to take over. Who knew what would happen next.
As for the Nine Transformations of Rebirth Art, she felt that this inheritance was the most suitable for her, but she could no longer remember who gave it to her.
Zhan Changfeng sat there for a whole afternoon, thinking deeply. There may not be traps behind the prosperity. What seems to be a lucky one may not be just a flash in the pan before its prosperity and decline.
She had some concerns in her mind, and her mind was no longer affected by this booklet.
Zhan Changfeng practiced quietly for a few days, and Mr. Yangming came to visit.
Mr. Yangming got straight to the point, "What's going on with your body?"
He said openly and aboveboard, "You were unconscious that day. I found it when I asked the doctor to examine you."
Zhan Changfeng wanted to sink herself to the bottom of the pond that day, but she was fished out for some reason. At that time, she knew that her condition could not be saved. Later, Mr. Yangming didn't mention it, and she saw that he was a charming person. People, so I didn’t say much.
"Since sir, you have already seen a doctor, you should know that I am now maintaining my physical life through external objects."
This foreign object can maintain life, which shows its high value. However, Mr. Yangming did not snatch it at that time, and naturally he will not do it now. "Yes, I know."
Mr. Yangming's only doubt about her was her physical condition. Today, she admitted it in person, which made her relieved.
"I know that the murder has nothing to do with you, but the wind outside is not good right now. I will arrange for someone to send you to the Untitled Taoist Temple to be tortured, and to avoid it."
You usually have to go to a Taoist temple for acceptance.
Zhan Changfeng thought for a while, "Thank you, Mr. Yangming, but before that, I want to go to the Si Xun Mansion."
Mr. Yangming agreed without asking why.
That day Zhan Changfeng and Mr. Yangming had just set foot on the road to the city when a huge earthquake shook the earth and the sound of collapse came from the horizon.
Everyone looked in the direction of Good Medicine Mountain in surprise, and saw the huge Good Medicine Mountain filled with white mist, looming, and a huge jade toad lying on the mountain peak, covering most of the sky. Where the tongue rolled, flowing clouds surged. , rocks collapsed.
"Look, is there someone else there?"
Everyone stared attentively, horrified and frightened.
There was indeed a person in the clouds and mist, and the light of his sword filled the sky like a heavenly net covering the Jade Toad. Suddenly he raised his hand, and his huge palm lifted up the sky to break through the clouds and mist, crushing the Jade Toad under his five fingers. In an instant, the sky collapsed and the ground collapsed, and the mountain of good medicine fell. Annihilated in an instant!
The aftermath of the destruction came in waves, with vegetation uprooted, houses roofed off, and people knocked about by the hurricane.
"This..." Mr. Yangming's always elegant face was replaced by horror.
Within a few breaths, several streams of light flew from all directions and sank into the center of the collapse.
The powerful man from Zangyunjian must have come to investigate!
"I didn't expect to see this kind of power in my lifetime."
"What are you sighing for? If you don't leave quickly, the high-level monks will soon surround this place and risk your life."
"There must be some treasure or secret place there."
Some bold monks sneaked into the mountain of good medicine. What monks cultivate is Taoism, but what they compete for is opportunity. Without opportunity, what can be accomplished!
Even if there is no chance, you can still pick up some mistakes. Who knows if you step on the shit and become lucky.
Even Mr. Yangming was a little shaken.
Zhan Changfeng said, "Social studies should have been greatly affected by this incident. Mr. Yangming, please go back and deal with the affairs of social studies. I can just go to the Si Xun Mansion myself."
"Okay, I'll go back to social studies first, and let Kurogie go with you."
He had rescued Zhan Changfeng from the militia group, and asked Heitie to follow him. This was not considered surveillance, but just to give an explanation to the militia group.
Zhan Changfeng couldn't help himself.
After Heitie sent Zhan Changfeng to Si Xun Mansion, he was invited to the side hall for tea.
The person who received Zhan Changfeng was Zhang Rusong, who was recording the case for her at that time.
Zhang Rusong thought she was here to inquire about the progress of finding her assassin, "Of the several suspects you provided, only one of them has been caught so far. You and him were confronted last time, but this person was very stubborn and refused to admit it. Assassination."
He reasoned, "There was insufficient evidence, so he was bailed out by the Gongsun family some time ago."
"I know that." Zhan Changfeng didn't take it seriously and replied casually.
Zhang Rusong was confused, "You know?"
They never informed her of this!
Zhang Rusong looked stern, "Have you met him before?"
Could it be that the front foot was released and the back foot went to assassinate?
How unyielding is this.
Zhan Changfeng shook his head, "I'm not here to file a case for the Gongsun family today. I'm here to file a case on behalf of Qingbai Mountain."
"What's the matter?"
Zhan Changfeng opened his mouth and lied, "The first thing is that a few days before the murder, my residence was damaged by unknown means. The second thing is that six people were killed in the murder, and all of them participated in the siege of the wolves. , logically I am also one of the targets, but I was inexplicably named as a wolf monster. I think the two things are connected, and someone must be harming me."
Zhang Rusong twitched his eyes, "You don't want to say that this was done by the Gongsun family, do you?"
Zhan Changfeng said seriously, "It's very possible."
"..." The deaths in Qingbai Mountain are indeed real, and the circumstances of death are too tragic and the impact is bad. Zhang Rusong didn't dare to relax, "I'll get a pen and paper, and you can explain what you know in detail later."
"Um."
Zhan Changfeng closed her eyes. She had palpitations when she sat down a few days ago, so she used Qimen to serve herself a plate. The prediction showed that something that would endanger her would happen, and the turning point was in the place of great righteousness.
The place of awe-inspiring righteousness is the main altar of the Si Xun Mansion.
Just when Zhan Changfeng arrived at Si Xun Mansion, three monks dressed in ordinary robes wandered into the backyard of Juyi Hall as if they were in a deserted place.
A short-bearded Taoist holding a compass stopped in front of a side room and said, "According to Master's instructions, our opportunity is here."
"But there is nothing worth noting here, and there is no one here." Yi Kundao opened his consciousness and frowned, "No trace can be found, it seems to have been artificially erased."
"Just ask," another Taoist with a pair of eyes stretched out his hand. The front office was planning to organize people to investigate the villagers injured in the landslide. It seemed that someone had picked up Wuhe by the back of his collar and flew him upside down, frightening the surrounding militiamen!
"what happened!"
"Oh my God, there's something really evil here. Go and ask Mr. Zhu Ji from Social Studies to come!"
Wuhe tried not to cry out, but after breaking the stool, flower pot, and short tree, he suddenly landed on the ground.
"You...you..." Wuhe stood up and stuttered again when facing the three monks with restrained divine light, and said cautiously, "Are these three Taoist masters?"
There was a cold light in the Taoist's eyes, "Who lived in this house before?"
Wuhe only hesitated for a few moments before a pressure came up, making his two senses tremble. "Hui Taoist, there was a student from Qingbai Mountain who lived before."
"Where is he?"
"Go to the Si Xun Mansion."
The short-bearded Taoist's face was calm, but slightly condensed, "There is no room for failure here, we will go to the Si Xun Mansion immediately."
