"Arrow wound?"
Zou Zhen's eyes flickered, and he squatted down next to Irene's body and took a closer look at the wound on Irene's throat.
After more than ten seconds, he raised his head and said with a thoughtful look in his eyes:
"Qingfeng, you mean... is the person from two months ago?"
"There are very few practitioners who use arrows, and there is also a powerful practitioner who can kill Nascent Soul with arrows. And they are all in Shencheng. Do you think it is possible that there will be two such people at the same time by coincidence? "
"……almost none."
Then Zou Zhen thought for a while, and then turned his eyes to Capone's body next to him.
"What about him? He only had stab wounds on his body. Who killed him?"
"Why can't it be the same person, but someone else?"
Old Taoist Qingfeng stared at Zou Zhen and asked a question.
Zou Zhen glanced at Old Taoist Qingfeng in confusion. He knew Old Taoist Qingfeng very well after having known each other for many years. This old Taoist was a truly free and honest man in the Taoist sect, a real Taoist like a "Taoist" priest. However, at this moment, the old Taoist's mood was a bit... Sharp, somewhat serious like a member of his own Confucian sect.
"You should know the strength of the two of them, especially if they join forces, you have to kill them both at the same time, unless you have the strength of a land god."
Then Zou Zhen said this.
"Of course, it's also possible that that person does have the strength of a land god."
"Lao Na felt the breath of broken souls here, and the Nascent Souls of these two people were also completely destroyed."
Master Daoji spoke slowly at this time.
Regarding the soul, Buddhism is always better than Taoism and Confucianism.
"So, these two people cannot die anymore!"
The old Taoist Qingfeng stood up and smiled.
He turned around, and behind him stood most of the second-generation disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance in Shen City, and those standing at the front were naturally the four major immortal species.
Old Taoist Qingfeng's eyes fell on Mu Chisang, the disciple from Moyun Sect.
"Muchisang, use your time sandworm to find out what happened here last night."
Old Taoist Qingfeng said to Mchisang in a deep voice.
Mchisang responded with a command, then took out a colorful sachet and took out the fat white sandworm.
Then Muchisang started to walk around holding the sandworm in his arms.
Because of her time sandworm, her current ability can only replay events that occurred within a ten-meter radius.
Soon after, fragmentary scenes appeared in front of everyone in the Seven Immortals Alliance.
Then everyone from the Seven Immortals Alliance spent a lot of time putting these broken pictures together.
...A bullet appeared out of thin air and penetrated into the forehead of an old man who was drinking soup. The old man turned into a ball of fire...
...The dome glass of the restaurant suddenly broke into a big hole...
...Capone soared into the sky...
...an iron arrow suddenly appeared in front of Capone...
...Irene floating in the air chanting a spell...
...the woods come alive, the earth walls rising from the ground...
...the separated lake water, Capone jumped into the lake water...
...restore calm lake surface...
...an iron arrow shot from under the calm lake surface...
...Irene's slowly falling body...
Mchisang finally stood next to Irene's body, and as the scene gradually faded, the surrounding scenery returned to normal.
The whole story of what happened last night has been revealed in front of everyone in the Seven Immortals Alliance. The only thing that has not been revealed is the figure of the person who made all this happen.
Everyone in the Seven Immortals Alliance was silent for a while.
"...Sure enough, it's that person..."
After a long time, Zou Zhen said something like this quietly.
More than two months ago, they all saw the same iron arrow by the river.
"But we still can't see him. This person has an extremely mysterious technique of concealing the secrets of heaven."
Master Daoji sighed deeply.
The old Taoist Qingfeng looked at the four immortals behind him with a smile and asked:
"Did you see anything? If we must find this person, did you find any useful clues in these pictures just now?"
"He had a gun."
The first person to speak was Xi Chu from the Confucian sect. This delicate-looking and somewhat frail immortal had a slight frown on his face and a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"The bullet has spiritual power attached to it, and it should be the spiritual power of a practitioner of the path of fire. However, it is not certain whether the spiritual power comes from the person himself."
"As for the gun or the bullet with spiritual power attached to it, they should be a weapon-refining object that combines the technological power of today's mortal world with the cultivator's weaponry. This weapon-refining technique is quite popular in the Western Continent. It is very common, but in our Dahua, there are very few people who practice this kind of weapon refining."
Having said this, Xi Chu paused, seemed to think again, and finally said a few words:
"This kind of magic weapon, which is a combination of technology and weapon refining methods, has great flaws in stability and often has some problems, so it must be repaired from time to time."
"The disciple is not sure whether the gun was made by the person himself. If not, then if there is a problem with the gun, he will have to find someone to repair it. And the weapon master who can repair this kind of magic weapon, I think even in Shencheng , there should be only a few, maybe we can pay some attention in this regard."
"Disciple, you've finished."
Qingfeng Lao Taoist nodded appreciatively, glanced at the other second-generation disciples and said:
"Everyone has heard it. In the future, if you find practitioners using such strange firearms, you must pay special attention to them. It does not necessarily have to be firearms. Anyone who uses this kind of thing that combines technology and weapons, we must take good care of them. Check it out.”
"As for the most powerful weapon refiners in Shen City, we have to contact them. If someone comes to them to repair this kind of firearm, ask them to notify our Seven Immortals Alliance immediately. I think those weapon refiners will not refuse. The request of our Seven Immortals Alliance."
Qingfeng Lao Dao finished speaking and then looked at the other three immortals.
"This person seems to have practiced Taoism in many ways."
The next person to speak was Monk Huaiyue.
"Based on what the disciple just observed, this person has performed the Taoist arts of the three paths of wood, earth, and water. Especially on the path of water, his Taoist realm is even more profound and powerful than this female cultivator from the Western Continent."
Old Taoist Qingfeng nodded. Regarding this point, he was actually deeply shocked just now.
Because he is very aware of Irene's strength in the Five Elements Taoism, and that mysterious practitioner was able to deprive Irene of the control of the lake, so this person's Taoist realm in the morality of water is different from his own. The Tao realm on the wind path is at least comparable.
At this time, Mu Chisang, a disciple of Immortal Seed from Moyun Sect, said something.
"What that person used was not Taoism."
Qingfeng Laodao immediately turned his head and looked at her.
I saw Mchisang walking to the edge of the small lake, squatting down sideways, wearing a gorgeous pleated skirt, showing off her perfect body curves.
Mchisang put one hand into the green lake water, scooped up a handful of water, put it in front of his nose and sniffed gently.
"I smell witchcraft."
She said with a dazed look in her eyes, but her tone was extremely confident.
"What that person performed was not Taoism, but a very ancient and pure witchcraft."
Qingfeng Lao Dao, Zou Zhen, and Master Dao Ji looked at each other.
They did not question Mchisang's judgment.
Because Mu Chisang comes from the Moyun Sect, and the Moyun Sect is located in southern Xinjiang. Southern Xinjiang is the place where witchcraft remains the most in the world. It is even said that deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, some practitioners are extremely In the extraordinary places that are difficult to set foot on, there may still be some ancient witch clans surviving.
Of course, this is just a legend in the world of cultivation. Even the Immortal Moyun of the Moyun Sect cannot be sure of the authenticity of these legends.
So now that Mchisang said that the man was performing witchcraft, the three ancestors did not question anything.
It's just that the so-called witchcraft inherited in southern Xinjiang is actually not a real witchcraft, but a mutated technique combined with Taoism.
But just now Mchisang said that that person was performing the purest form of witchcraft. Apart from the real witches, how could any living beings be able to perform real witchcraft?
Could it be that that person is actually a witch clan?
There was a trace of doubt in the eyes of Zou Zhen and Master Daoji.
There was also a trace of doubt in Qingfeng Laodao's eyes.
But his doubts were completely different from those of the other two ancestors.
Then Qingfeng Old Taoist looked at Li Changqing.
"Chang Qing, what did you see?"
Li Changqing didn't speak just now. She seemed to be recalling something, and her expression was a little hesitant.
"swallow."
When Old Taoist Qingfeng asked her, Li Changqing said these two words with uncertainty.
The people around were suddenly startled, and many people did not even realize what the word "swallow" that Li Changqing said at this time meant.
Qingfeng Laodao understood immediately.
"Do you think this person is Yanzi? Is it because Shishaworm can't show that person's appearance? Or did you discover something else?"
Old Taoist Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and said thoughtfully.
"No, this is just a disciple's feeling."
Li Changqing said a little embarrassedly.
The three ancestors looked at each other, but Zou Zhen said with a smile:
"Senior nephew Changqing's sword is transparent and clear. I heard Lu Zu praised it personally. Perhaps the truth of the matter is revealed by nephew Changqing's thought."
"And it is not impossible to say that this person has some relationship with Yanzi. You must know that there was no Yanzi in Shencheng before, but after that person appeared by the river for more than a month, there was an additional one in the city. Yanzi, maybe the two are really the same person."
Then Zou Zhen said this again.
Then everyone looked thoughtful.
Zou Zhen was right. The two appeared very close to each other at the same time, and both of them possess a powerful magic that conceals their own secrets. This is also a rare coincidence.
"What Brother Zou said is true. Maybe the two are really the same person."
Old Taoist Qingfeng nodded and then smiled at everyone.
"Well, no matter how mysterious that person is, even if he can hide the secret, as long as he appears every time, he will inevitably leave some traces. Now we know more about him."
"This person has a pair of extremely powerful bows and arrows, possibly an equally powerful knife, and a very special gun. He knows many ways of Taoism and witchcraft. In the future, as long as everyone finds a certain practitioner, If you have these characteristics, remember to pay more attention.”
The implication of Qingfeng Laodao's words seemed to be that he was ready to end this discussion.
At this moment, a weak voice sounded from behind all the second-generation disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance.
"Ancestor Qingfeng, I would like to say a few words."
The speaker was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. He was wearing a jacket. There were some wrinkles on the jacket and even some oil stains, indicating that this middle-aged man was usually a slovenly person.
But it was Ye Fan, the Immortal Attendant of the Seven Immortals Alliance in Shanghai.
As for the fact that he appears here with a group of disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance at this moment, it is because he had another matter today and came to report to some ancestors. While discussing the matter, he got news from the Golden Oak Club. , the news came from a cultivator who originally dined here.
So the ancestors who rushed over quickly brought Ye Fan with them.
As for those movie-like scenes just now, Ye Fan has been watching them seriously, even more seriously than many disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance.
And this is not the first time he has seen this kind of movie-like scene appearing out of thin air. Last time when the teenagers were killed, the middle-aged man who is usually a senior detective in Shanghai was not too shocked. So he noticed some details in the initial image.
Then he had just been thinking about some truth revealed by those unusual details.
Some of them he had already figured out, and some of them he felt he needed to ask these immortal masters some questions before he could make a final judgment.
Seeing that Patriarch Qingfeng seemed to be ready to end the discussion, Ye Fan quickly spoke up.
Everyone's eyes fell on him.
This immortal attendant, who had some gray hair on his temples and a somewhat weathered appearance, quickly smiled humbly at all the immortal masters in front of him, and then said:
"Fellow Immortal Masters, I wonder if you have noticed that in this Golden Oak Club tonight, the 'that person' you are talking about killed a total of three people."
Ye Fan's words were like a bolt of lightning flashing across the hearts of everyone in the Seven Immortals Alliance.
Everyone was suddenly startled.
Yes!
When Sandworm looked back, the first scene was of an old man drinking soup, who was hit in the head by a spiritual bullet, and then turned into a ball of flame.
But after they came here, they were all attracted by the two dead Nascent Soul powers from the Western Continent, and also by the battle scene between the "invisible man" and the two Nascent Soul powers.
For their practitioners, these are the things that attract them most easily.
But at this moment, after Ye Fan reminded them, everyone in the Seven Immortals Alliance discovered why that person came here to kill Capone and Irene?
They never thought about this most important motive.
And when Ye Fan was talking, a young man who seemed to be sleeping soundly on the winding corridor suddenly frowned, as if he had had a nightmare.
