A natal soul lamp is worth a lot of money. Only the high-level monks of the Yuling Sect will have a natal soul lamp. Once they die, the natal soul lamp will be extinguished. Bing Canren is a refiner and refined one for Xu Xin. A natal soul lamp, stored in the secret room of Ice Silkworm Valley.
"When did this happen?"
Shen Long asked with a frown.
"Half a year ago, I was practicing at that time and didn't know about it. Senior Brother Xu's friend couldn't find him for a long time, so he went to the Yuling Sect to inquire in person. I went to the secret room to check, and then I found that Senior Brother Xu's natal soul lamp was extinguished."
Chen Bing said slowly.
"Did Senior Brother Xu offend any enemies?"
Shen Long continued to ask.
"According to what he said, before the incident, Senior Brother Xu had a quarrel with several casual cultivators. Other than that, it is not clear who Senior Brother Xu had a dispute with."
Chen Bing said.
Shen Long asked a few questions, and Chen Bing answered truthfully.
"Senior sister, I will go to the Yu Kingdom myself! Don't tell the master about this yet."
Shen Long said.
It is not surprising that the foundation-building monks of the Yuling Sect died while traveling. It was impossible for the Yuling Sect to send people to investigate. Xu Xin died in a foreign country, so it would be too difficult to trace.
"Why don't you say hello to the Law Enforcement Palace and ask them to send someone to check first?"
Chen Bing said.
The monk Jiedan said, the Law Enforcement Hall will still send someone.
"The State of Yu is relatively far away from the State of Qin. When they arrived at the State of Yu, the clues were probably broken. I have old acquaintances in the State of Yu, so it would be better for me to go there myself."
Shen Long said in a deep voice.
"Then it's all thanks to you, Junior Brother Shen."
Chen Bing said.
"This is what I should do, you go back first! Don't tell the master yet, wait for my news."
Shen Long said.
Chen Bing nodded and agreed.
"Uncle Shen, disciple, please come with you! I can't help you with big things, but it's okay to run errands."
Qian Dafu volunteered.
Shen Long thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay! Then you can come with me."
With a flick of his sleeves, the cross-sea boat flew out, floated in mid-air, and stepped on.
Qian Dafu took out the interrogation tray and explained a few words to Lin Shan.
With a squeeze of Shen Long's magic formula, the sea-crossing boat suddenly lit up with a dazzling blue light, flew high into the sky, and quickly disappeared.
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Sirius Mountains, Sirius Tribe.
Golden Wolf Garden, pavilions, waterwheel corridor.
Gu Hong was sitting in a blue stone pavilion, and Lisanya was reporting to him.
"That traitor has human blood and may have escaped to human territory. I have activated the spies hidden within the human race and asked them to pay attention to the news about this person. Once discovered, they will be executed immediately."
Lysanya said.
"Malha and the others went into the Valley of Ten Thousand Fires to hunt for treasure, and finally got a rare material. We must find him and get that material back. Our tribe's fourth-level weapon refiner may be able to refine a spiritual treasure. It's impossible to get it. To destroy it, it cannot fall into the hands of human monks, they are better at refining weapons than us."
Gu Hong ordered, his tone stern.
"Yes, Elder Gu."
Lisanya agreed wholeheartedly.
Gu Hong thought of something and said, "There's no news about that thing yet?"
"Not yet. I've already arranged the manpower and asked them to pay more attention."
Lysanya said.
"As soon as there is news, we must get that thing at all costs."
Gu Hong said.
Lisanya agreed, looking solemn.
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The Kingdom of Yu is one of the thirty-six kingdoms in the Donghua Immortal Realm. It has a vast area and is mostly covered with mountains, rivers and hills.
The Qingtong Mountain Range is located in the central part of the Yu Kingdom, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, with beautiful peaks and towering ancient trees. It is the ancestral home of the Song family.
The Song family has been inherited for thousands of years and has many alchemy monks who have a certain influence in the Yu State.
In Qingtong Garden, a rosy-faced old man in green robe and a tall, thin man in golden robe were sitting in a stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.
The old man in green robes took out a communication disk with flashing green light, entered a spell, and a respectful man's voice sounded: "Ancestor Qingyu, there is a senior named Shen Long visiting outside."
"Shen Long? Please invite him to the reception room quickly. I'll be there right away."
Song Qingyu ordered.
"Yes, Ancestor Qingyu."
The man agreed.
"Uncle Liu, what is the origin of this person? Do you value him so much?"
The man in the golden shirt asked doubtfully.
"Fellow Daoist Shen can refine high-grade elixirs and is from the Yuling Sect. Now you understand!"
Song Qingyu said.
The Song family does not have an alchemist who can refine high-grade elixirs, nor does it have a Nascent Soul cultivator.
"When did you meet fellow Daoist Shen? I've never heard you mention it."
The man in gold shirt asked puzzledly.
"In the early years, I went to Jiang State to hunt the third-order dragons and met many fellow Taoists. Fellow Daoist Shen was one of them. Shuheng, come with me to meet Fellow Daoist Shen! It would be nice to get to know each other."
Song Qingyu explained.
"Yes, Uncle Liu."
Song Shuheng agreed.
They arrived at the reception room, and not long after, Shen Long followed a young man in blue shirt and walked in.
"Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Song."
Shen Long said hello.
The Song family has a certain influence in the Yu State. If the Song family is willing to help, it will be much easier for Shen Long to do things.
"After many years, Fellow Daoist Shen has entered the middle stage. Congratulations!"
Song Qingyu congratulated him. He pointed at Song Shuheng and introduced, "Fellow Daoist Shen, this is my nephew Song Shuheng."
"I've heard Uncle Liu mention Fellow Daoist Shen many times, and today I finally saw him in person."
Song Shuheng said politely.
Shen Long sat down, and a green-shirted attendant came in, put down three cups of fragrant tea and left.
Song Qingyu chatted with Shen Long while drinking tea.
After chatting for a cup of tea, Shen Long said: "By the way, Fellow Daoist Song, I heard that your family is good at cultivating elixirs. How about I use two bottles of beast-nurturing pills to buy some elixirs from you that are five or six hundred years old?"
He took out two cyan porcelain bottles and handed them to Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu opened the cork of the bottle and poured it into the palm of his hand. Many beast-nurturing pills rolled down on his palm. Each pill had nine pill lines on its surface.
"High-quality elixir!"
A look of surprise flashed in Song Qingyu's eyes.
It looks like a business, but in fact the Song family is making a lot of money. There are very few high-grade elixirs for sale on the market, and they basically keep them for their own use.
Showing courtesy for no reason, Shen Long must have something up his sleeve.
Song Shuheng's eyes were fiery. With the high-grade beast-nurturing pill, his spirit beast might be able to advance to a small realm.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, if you have anything to say, just say it!"
Song Qingyu said seriously.
"My senior brother was traveling in the Yu Kingdom. He was a foundation-building monk. He stayed in Jincanfang City for a while and was killed just after leaving Fang City. I would like to ask your Song family to help investigate. If the real murderer is found, I will send another Thank you very much."
Shen Long promised.
Song Qingyu's face softened and she said, "It's a trivial matter. Can you provide more clues? For example, who he has a grudge with."
Shen Long took out a green jade slip, handed it to Song Qingyu, and said, "This is the situation of some casual cultivators who have a grudge against my senior brother. I'm sorry to trouble you, Fellow Daoist Song."
He had already been to Jincanfang City, and there was a lot of crowds. The disappearance of a foundation-building monk would not attract too many people's attention. It would be better for the Song family to come forward.
Qian Dafu inquired about information in other places to see if there were any evil cultivators.
Song Qingyu swept his consciousness, nodded, handed the jade slip to Song Shuheng, and said: "Shuheng, go and do it yourself, send someone to check if there are any evil cultivators, and those who provide clues will be rewarded. We will investigate in secret. Don't Big fanfare.”
"I understand, Uncle Liu."
Song Shuheng agreed, took the jade slip, and left as ordered.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, I can't find out for a while. You stay in our Song family first. If there are any clues, I will inform you immediately."
Song Qingyu said.
"Then excuse me."
Shen Long agreed.
"Don't bother me, as long as you don't dislike it, Fellow Daoist Shen."
Song Qingyu laughed. It was a rare opportunity to get closer to Shen Long, so he naturally had to seize it.
In this way, Shen Long lived in the Song family.
(End of chapter)
