This middle-aged monk is naturally Li Qingfeng. He came to kill these disciples of the Ghost Control Sect at the request of Zuo Ni.
Although he thought that it was unlikely that Zuo Ni would help Yu Zihua set up a trap for him, Li Qingfeng still chose to come to the camp a few days in advance and brought the talisman and the two spiritual weapons with him, so that he could fight against Yu Zihua. This late-stage foundation-building monk was confident that he could escape smoothly.
Fortunately, since he arrived here, no breath of Foundation Establishment monks has appeared in the area. It doesn't look like a trap. After this group of Ghost Control Sect monks who fit Zuo Ni's statement appeared, Li Qingfeng quietly followed them. For two days, he didn't show up until he was sure there was no problem.
In order to prevent his identity from being exposed, he used the disguise technique to change his appearance this time, without using any usual magic weapons or spells. The reason why he survived was because he wanted to take this opportunity to understand the factions within the Yuguimen Deacon Hall. In this way, he can have more initiative when facing Zuo Ni in the future.
"Are you disciples of Zuo Ni's sect?" Li Qingfeng asked coldly, looking at the female cultivator in front of him who did not dare to raise his head.
Hearing the other party call the elder in the hall by his name coldly, the petite female cultivator was stunned for a moment, secretly guessing that this person who spoke like this could be the enemy of Elder Zuo? Then she mustered up the courage to raise her head and glanced up. Sure enough, she saw the other person's face was gloomy. She was frightened and trembled in her heart. She quickly lowered her head and complained repeatedly in her heart. She and others belonged to the lineage of Elder Luo and had nothing to do with Elder Zuo. Today, she actually Being approached by Elder Zuo's enemies was really unlucky.
But thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel relieved secretly. If the other party had a grudge against Elder Zuo, she would have a chance to survive.
"Senior Mingjian, we do not belong to Zuo Chang...Zuo Ni's sect. We are disciples of Elder Luo Dezhi's lineage. Speaking of which, we, Elder Luo's lineage, have never been at odds with them."
Li Qingfeng frowned: "Aren't you from Zuo Ni's family? Tell me about him."
After hearing this, the petite female cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that she might have made the right bet. She was finally no longer so afraid, and her voice was much calmer, but she still did not dare to neglect, lowering her head and raising her hands in a respectful gesture. In this way, he told Li Qingfeng all the information about Zuo Ni in his mind.
"I see……"
Li Qingfeng murmured, according to what the female cultivator in front of him said, there are seven elders in Yuguimen Deacon Hall, in addition to the hall master and a deputy hall master. There are conflicts and factions among the elders. Specifically, she I don’t know, I just know that Luo Dezhi and Zuo Ni have always had a grudge. They have been competing for resources and stumbling between each other for many years. In the early years, Luo Dezhi’s lineage was at a disadvantage, but recently it seems that Luo Dezhi is at a disadvantage. He got on the line of a senior member of the sect and took over a deacon's position from Zuo Ni in the inner hall deacon election some time ago. His reputation increased greatly. Li Qingfeng guessed that this should be the direct reason for Zuo Ni to take action against him. Induced.
The female cultivator who had been secretly observing Li Qingfeng saw him turn his gaze to her again after he pondered. She couldn't help but trembled in her heart. She gritted her teeth, raised her face and cupped her hands and said, "Senior, what the little lady said just now is true. Dare you ask me, senior?" Spare my life, even if you want me to be the furnace cauldron, I can still do it as senior!"
Facing the other party's gaze, the female cultivator showed off her face and figure. She felt that her appearance and qualifications were both good, and she was very valuable to men. Whether the man in front of her would save her life or not was just a matter of thought, no matter what. How about it, save your life first.
After listening to her words, Li Qingfeng's expression did not change at all. He just raised his hand and made a magic spell in front of the other party. Seeing his actions, the female cultivator was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized in her heart, When he realized that the other party was not going to let him go, he couldn't help but look frightened, frightened and angry. He turned around and wanted to run away, but where could he escape? After flying a few steps, a metallic spell penetrated his chest and he fell straight from the air.
Putting away the magic formula, Li Qingfeng landed on the ground and walked towards the body of the female cultivator. He had killed a disciple of the Ghost Control Sect this time. How could he survive? If something leaks out, it won't be described as "troublesome".
He simply checked the storage bags of the ghost-controlling monks. It may be because they were on a mission. These disciples did not carry much property with them. The most valuable items may be some magic weapons, elixirs, etc. Li Qingfeng simply didn't have anything. Without picking up or cleaning up the body, he lifted up into the air with a pinch of Fa Jue and headed straight to the south.
Although Zuo Ni had said that all the spoils after killing people would belong to Li Qingfeng, but since he did not want to be exposed, the captured magic weapons could not be used and were difficult to deal with. If he really wanted to deal with them, I am afraid he would have to rely on Zuo Ni. The choice is still easy to make. It only costs a few hundred spiritual stones in total, so there is no need to cause trouble for yourself.
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About half a month later, a foundation-building elder of the Ghost Sect wearing black robes flew in mid-air. He was holding several dark wooden signs in his hand. At this time, he was looking at the disciples of the Ghost Sect below who were collecting the corpses. They looked gloomy.
He is Xie Hong, the elder of the Yugui Sect Deacon Hall. A few days ago, a group of Deacon Hall disciples who were out on a mission reported that during their mission, they discovered the bodies of many Yugui Sect disciples in a place southeast of Guangxiu Mountain. , and according to the records in the hall, there was indeed a group of disciples who went out and failed to return overdue. Therefore, the hall sent Xie Hong to lead a team to investigate the matter.
Every disciple of Yugui Sect has a waistband that shows his identity. Which hall he belongs to, the hallmark of that hall will be engraved on the waistband. With the mark on the waistband collected from the corpse, Xie Hong can You know, these dead monks from the Ghost Control Sect are undoubtedly the disciples from the Deacon Hall who have overdue their return.
"Elder, we checked their storage bags. Most of the belongings are there, and the murderer didn't take them away."
A disciple flew to Xie Hong's side and reported to him.
"Not for money...is it a vendetta?"
Hearing this, Xie Hong frowned. Indeed, he had just observed that there were only corpses of Yuguimen monks in this scene, and there were no traces of fighting. Judging from the direction of the corpses, they all seemed to have been killed while escaping. Killed.
"Put everything away and give it to Yuansheng for safekeeping."
After casually giving instructions to the disciple, Xie Hong fell to the ground. The "Yuan Sheng" in his mouth refers to his direct disciple Zhu Yuansheng, who is also an inner deacon of the Deacon Hall. His qualifications and cultivation are not too high. Gao is just a smart person who knows how to handle things. Xie Hong plans to ask the other party to report this batch of property as a "loss" when reporting it. As the saying goes, mosquito legs are also meat, not to mention that there is already a lot of this stuff, at least it is just a piece of pork belly. He knew that as long as he said this, the other party would understand what he was thinking.
