"It turned out to be the legendary nearly extinct Yunhuozhi, and it's nine hundred years old. No wonder you want to take action." Looking at the elixir in the jade box, Wei Yurou suddenly said.
Since entering the grassland, the two have always kept a low profile and will never ask for trouble unless there are special circumstances. The same was true for him just now. He originally planned to leave directly. After all, the internal fighting between the Tuchu people would be resolved by the temple. It had nothing to do with the two Tiannan people, so naturally they would not meddle in their own business.
Unexpectedly, the strong man said the three words "Yun Huozhi" in such a short distance. Naturally, it could not be hidden from the ears of the two people at such a close distance. Moju Rendang chose to take action without hesitation.
If it were any other elixir, even if it was more than a thousand years old, he wouldn't care too much. But Yunhuozhi was different. It happened to be one of the elixirs he needed to refine his bloodline, and it was one that he had been looking for for a long time without any news.
In this case, he naturally had no reason to let it go.
He put away the jade box, then looked up at the ice sculpture, and with a single move of his hand, he directly pulled a shadow out of the ice.
This was naturally the strong man's soul. When he was trapped in the ice sculpture before, he had already seen everything clearly. These were clearly two Nascent Soul stage powerhouses, and he couldn't afford to offend them at all.
There was nothing he could do except beg for mercy, but just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt his soul tightening, followed by a sharp stabbing pain.
"You can't kill me, I am..." The strong man understood the other party's plan instantly, but unfortunately everything was in vain, and he lost consciousness in an instant.
"That's it!" After searching for his soul, Mo Juren finally understood the whole story.
The matter is not complicated. To put it simply, there is a mole in the Qingfeng tribe. By chance, he learned about the elixir and revealed it to a certain immortal master. Later, it happened to reach the ears of the strong man.
Of course, it also involves some past grievances and hatreds, etc., which makes it a long story.
As for the strong man, he is not an ordinary person, but has an extremely extraordinary identity.
The opponent was from the Lihuo Ministry, a large tribe with tens of millions of people. Although it is not as good as those super tribes with a population of over 100 million, its influence is not low.
More importantly, the status of Zhuang Han's mother is even more special. She was originally from the Haoyang tribe, which ranked first in the Tuwu tribe, and was married to the leader of the Lihuo tribe, and Zhuang Han was one of their children.
All in all, this is an existence with great origins.
With such an extraordinary background, he would not look down on ordinary things, but the Yun Huo Zhi that was nearly a thousand years old was different. Even the powerful ones in the Nascent Soul stage would flock to it.
As a monk in the alchemy stage, he was naturally moved and did not care about the rules of the temple.
If it were anyone else, they might be wary if they knew the strong man's identity, but Mo Juren was not among them.
Seeing that the opponent's soul was already a little sluggish, Mo Juren no longer delayed and was about to destroy it, but at this moment, he was suddenly stopped by Wei Yurou.
Mo Juren was a little surprised, and the latter quickly pointed to the iron-winged eagle in the distance that was too frightened to move:
"Can you give me this iron-winged eagle?"
"Do you still need this?" Mo Juren looked slightly surprised, but the latter explained,
"Of course I don't need it, but can I leave it to the younger generations of the family? This is a fourth-level monster, and the blood potential of the iron-winged eagle is not low. It is also a bird, so it is worth a lot of money."
"Well, that's true." Mo Juren immediately realized that he really didn't like it. Even a few of his young disciples had high-level monster cubs that he gave to them, but it wouldn't work if it were someone else.
You must know that this is Tiannan, and monster beasts are absolutely scarce. It is even rarer to reach level four. It is only normal for the other party to have such a request.
Thinking of this, Dangjie raised his hand and fired a magic spell, which went directly into the distance between the eyebrows of the iron-winged eagle, lifting the restriction in its soul.
In this way, even if the strong man as the owner dies completely, the spiritual beast will not be affected.
"It is given to you, but that strong man has an extraordinary origin, and this iron-winged eagle is no exception. He is not unknown, and he may be in trouble in the future..."
As he spoke, he told the story of the strong man's origin and identity. However, Wei Yurou, who heard this, was not afraid at all and immediately snorted coldly:
"He has a background, but I don't have one? No matter how arrogant the Tutu people are, they are only on the grassland. When they reach Tiannan, our Wei family and the Nine Nations Alliance behind us are not afraid."
After saying that, she walked directly towards the trembling Iron-winged Eagle.
Mo Juren immediately shook his head slightly. He was overthinking it. This man was not a good person. With the backing of the Wei family and the entire Nine-Nation Alliance, there was indeed no need to worry about an unexpected person in the pill formation stage.
Looking at the Iron-winged Eagle again, I have to say that this beast did not escape immediately before, which shows that his spirituality is still good. He knows that the enemy is too strong and cannot escape.
When Wei Yurou came closer, the iron-winged eagle suppressed its fear and took the initiative to stick out its furry head and gently rubbed the former's arm, with an unabashed look of flattery in its eyes.
Mo Juren couldn't help but laugh. This beast was quite capable of adjusting to the wind. Wei Yurou was very happy, it would be better if the monster's intelligence was higher.
He successfully replanted the restriction in his soul, and then took out a spirit beast bag and put it in it.
At this time, Mo Juren had completely killed the strong man's spirit, took away the storage bag, and the body was burned cleanly by the dry blue ice flame, leaving no trace.
What he didn't know was that just a moment after the strong man died, in a stone palace in the center of a tribe deep in the grassland, a middle-aged man with ordinary appearance but the aura of a superior suddenly opened his cold eyes. eyes, and then, a figure ran in with a panic expression.
"Clan leader, something happened..."
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"These mortals all went to participate in the spirit-opening ceremony. Now that they are all dead, Tianlan Temple will never give up. What are you going to do?" Wei Yurou returned again and frowned slightly as she looked at the corpses on the ground nearby. .
"Let's deal with them together, so as not to be noticed by the temple too early, which will be troublesome then." As he said that, Mo Ju Rendang flicked his fingers and shot out fireballs one after another, accurately burning all the corpses. ash.
At this time, there were only a dozen large carts left in front of him. He had already scanned them with his spiritual consciousness. They contained elixirs, ores, various spiritual materials, etc.
It's a pity that most of them are just ordinary resources. The monks can still use them in the Qi refining stage, but in the foundation building stage they can only be exchanged for spiritual stones, which are of little value to him.
However, in order to hide the traces, it still needs to be disposed of. The two simply divided it equally, and then set fire to all the vehicles again.
In this way, the two of them did not stop any longer, and immediately turned into two rays of light and flew away through the air.
According to Mo Juren's original speculation, this matter would not be noticed by the temple in a short period of time. By the time a few months pass, the two of them would have been thousands of miles away, and it would be useless even if they knew about it.
However, there are always exceptions. Just three days later, a ray of light happened to pass by.
The person who came was a beautiful middle-aged woman in a Jingchai sarong. She was dressed very plainly, and her temperament was cold and unparalleled. Her cultivation had reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
The beautiful woman had just finished handling a private matter and was about to return to the temple. She had no intention of passing by and glanced downwards.
With just one glance, he immediately realized something was wrong, and his figure appeared on the ground in a flash.
Although Mo Juren handled the scene, it cannot be perfect after all, and it is normal for omissions to occur. After all, he didn't expect that someone would pass by in just three days, and he was also a strong man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
I can only blame luck, I just happened to catch it.
The beautiful woman looked around carefully with a pair of cold bright eyes. Those missing patches of grass were obviously burned, and were done by monks.
If you look closely, you can see that there are bloodstains left in many places in the nearby grassland, and judging from the color, it cannot be too far back.
This shows that there was a battle here not long ago. To be precise, it was more like a massacre, because except for a certain area, there were not many traces of fighting in the rest of the area. Obviously, the dead party was in a very short period of time. Killed within time.
More importantly, there are definitely a lot of dead people, and it is unlikely that they are monks, or almost most of them are mortals.
Combined with the current situation, it is very likely that such a large number of mortals are going to participate in the spiritual opening ceremony.
She instantly had a rough guess in her mind. Someone must have taken action against the mortal convoy participating in the spiritual opening ceremony. The purpose was also very simple. It was most likely to kill people and seize treasures.
On the grassland, similar things have happened more than once. Even if the temple issued strict prohibitions time and time again, there will still be monks who take risks when interests are present.
Thinking of this, the beautiful woman's face instantly turned extremely cold.
This is a provocation against the temple, and every time something like this happens, no matter who it is, there will be a price to pay. After all, if it is ignored, where is the majesty of the temple? Hundreds of millions of people will also live in fear.
Thinking of this, a brilliance suddenly flashed in his hand, and a bronze token appeared. With the input of mana, the surface of the token lit up instantly.
The beautiful woman placed the token in front of her, whispered for a while, and then put it away again.
At the same time, she pinched her hands again and shot mysterious spells into the surrounding grass. The next moment, only a few blood beads floated up, and finally gathered in one place, condensing into a black-red blood ball the size of a fist.
After carefully observing it for a moment, he tapped his fingertips again, and a cyan light shot into the blood cells, and part of the blood beads separated. Unlike the remaining blood cells, which were almost completely black, this part still remained bright red. color, and contains a weak aura.
"It should be the accompanying immortal master, whose cultivation level is above the foundation-building stage." The beautiful woman decided after thinking for a while. However, I became even more angry. This blood obviously came from three different people, all of whom were in the Foundation Establishment stage. The one who could take action against them and easily kill them all must be a strong person in the Core Formation stage.
It's simply too rampant, and it's even more ruthless, leaving no room for error. If such a black sheep is not severely punished, how will he explain it to hundreds of millions of people?
In an instant, she thought more. This matter must be handled in a big and strict manner, and all the unexpected people should know. It is best to catch the murderer. Even if he cannot be caught, it should serve as a strong warning to prevent others from committing the crime again in the future.
With this thought in mind, he took out a jade bottle and temporarily put the blood cells into it.
After doing all this, she stopped continuing. Instead, she stood with her hands behind her hands and waited patiently.
Only one day had passed, and a bronze flying car appeared in the distant sky. Its speed was extremely fast, and it was approaching in the blink of an eye.
There were five figures standing on top of the speeding car. The man in the lead had a handsome face and was wearing a blue robe. He was clearly a strong man in the early stage of Nascent Soul. The four people accompanying him were all monks in the alchemy stage.
The moment they saw the beautiful woman, the five people immediately flew to the ground. The four monks in the alchemy stage paid homage to each other one after another. Even the man in green robes looked very respectful and said:
"It turns out to be Su Jiji. I heard that fellow Taoist monks were traveling around. How did they end up here?"
"I just came back and happened to pass by here." The beautiful woman surnamed Su simply explained, and then pointed to the surrounding grass and said again,
"The opening ceremony has not been long ago. I am very busy even if I come to the temple. I would not be willing to call you here unless the situation is special, but this matter has to be resolved..."
Immediately afterwards, she briefly told the story. After hearing this, the handsome face of the man in green robe instantly became extremely gloomy, and the four monks in the alchemy stage behind him also became murderous.
The temple has issued strict orders time and time again, but some people still turn a deaf ear and massacre their compatriots for profit. They are simply seeking death. Which one is intolerable?
"This temple is in charge of Fellow Daoist Lin. I think you also have the 'Blood Monuments' of each tribe, right? I happened to have just collected some remaining blood beads, so it should be no problem to find out the origins of these dead people." With that said, the beautiful woman handed the jade bottle in her hand to the other party.
The man surnamed Lin did not hesitate. After taking the jade bottle, he waved his arms at the same time. A strange stone tablet about a foot high with complex spiritual patterns on its surface was suspended in front of him.
Shake the jade bottle slightly, and the blood ball will fly directly out of the bottle mouth, turning into a streak of blood light and sinking into the stone tablet. As a low spell sounds, the entire stone tablet lights up with red light, and then two blood-colored words appear.
"Qingfeng!" After seeing the two words, the man surnamed Lin thought for a while and then remembered that it was an emerging tribe within his jurisdiction.
He also knew the patriarch Qingyan. He was an immortal master who had passed the spiritual opening ceremony in the past, but later there was a problem with his cultivation and his path to cultivation was cut off.
This son is also a man of great perseverance. He did not become decadent because he was unable to practice. Instead, he made great achievements in martial arts and studied the art of war. He made considerable achievements in the holy war against the Mulan people and founded his own tribe at the same time. .
Even as a mortal, this son is good enough, but such an excellent person has a bad fate. First, he had problems with his cultivation, and now he has suffered another disaster.
I hope there is no other person among the dead. After all, the Blood Monument can only be easily determined by bloodline, but it is impossible to identify who it is.
Putting away the stone tablet, the man named Lin said again:
"The person who suffered the disaster already knows that he is the Qingfeng tribe, but the murderer cannot be identified. What suggestions does Fellow Daoist Su have?"
"I don't have a good solution, but this matter must not be ignored. A small number of immortal masters are left to preside over the spirit opening ceremony, and the rest are all dispatched to inspect the major tribes in the nearby area one by one.
The perpetrator's cultivation level is at least above the Dan Formation stage, and he should not be an immortal master at the Nascent Soul stage. This greatly narrows the scope, and it should not be difficult to find him. "
"What if the murderer comes from other areas?" The man surnamed Lin frowned and said again,
"Fellow Taoist should know that the temple where I live only covers a small area. There are more than a thousand tribes under its jurisdiction, and there are many who are immortal masters in the alchemy stage. However, the total number of temples in my tribe is sixty or seventy. It covers the entire prairie, so it’s not that easy to check.”
"You only need to check all the alchemy masters in the tribe under your jurisdiction. I will notify other areas." The beautiful woman was obviously determined to solve a major case so as to serve as a warning to the monkeys.
Naturally, it is impossible to just make a small fuss here, other temples must be mobilized. Of course, this matter is very important. Even though she is one of the clan's priests, she does not have that much power.
But it doesn't matter, she just needs to pass the matter back, and then both the great immortal masters and the saintly lady will definitely support her.
Thinking of this, she stopped delaying and left after explaining a few words again. (End of chapter)
