"I think this person named Xiao Chen should have planned it in advance, or he has developed some kind of magical power related to corpses, such as corpse-refining puppets."
Chen Feng said quickly.
Judging from Lei Dui's memory, it was indeed because his people provoked the opponent for no reason, which led to the death of the ancestor of the gods.
But for this reason, it is completely insufficient.
Lin Xuan was at the scene, so it was easy to say that he was dead.
But Jiang Xingyue was totally in danger, because this man was fighting with him at that time.
Therefore, Chen Feng felt that Xiao Chen had already planned to refine corpses, especially those of peerless geniuses.
"So, my disciple's death has nothing to do with you?" The ancestor of the gods stared at Chen Feng coldly with sharp eyes.
"It has nothing to do with it at all. This junior feels that regardless of whether my men provoke Xiao Chen or not, the other party may take action, and the cause of the matter just gave Xiao Chen a reason and opportunity to take action.
Even the younger generation believed that this Xiao Chen deliberately ran in front of the two true kings so that he could have an excuse to kill and seize the body. "
Chen Feng quickly clarified the relationship. Lin Xuan and Jiang Xingyue were not only the disciples of the ancestor of the gods, but also unparalleled geniuses from the Lihuo Sect.
I'm afraid there will be a huge storm later.
"You fart!" However, following Chen Feng's explanation, Captain Lei felt a little unhappy.
Xiao Chen was walking with the whole team, how could he deliberately run in front of his True Lord? It was your True Lord who came here to die.
But he didn't dare to say this, not to mention that the famous Jiang Xingyue was indeed killed by Xiao Chen. I guess I have to ask the person involved to find out what the situation was.
But does Xiao Chen dare to show up? I guess I'll never see you again in this life.
"You have been with this person for a long time. What do you think of him killing people and taking their bodies?"
At this time, the ancestor of the gods looked at Lei Dui.
The latter's face turned pale, trembling slightly, and said nervously:
"Is there a possibility that Xiao Chen just likes to collect corpses from others?"
During the time he was getting along with Xiao Chen, the other person really just liked to collect corpses, and would take the initiative to ask for help every time. Sometimes he would even giggle after the burial.
"Absurd!" Before the Avatar could speak, Chen Feng spoke first:
"How can a strong man who is suspected of becoming a god like to collect corpses?
If he likes to collect corpses, why not go to Yizhuang, a slum area where people often die. "
"But…"
"enough!"
When Team Lei was about to explain, the Ancestor of the Transformation God interrupted him directly:
"I'll go and come back. You guys stay here for me."
Neither Lei Dui's words nor Chen Feng's words could explain why.
He decided to look for clues himself.
According to Lei Dui's memory, the ancestor of the gods turned into a stream of light and followed the direction Chen Shen left at that time.
"Cemetery?" He passed by a cemetery and stopped.
Buzz!
Lei Dui and Chen Feng, who were still staring at Jiang Xingyue's house, suddenly felt the world spinning, and then they appeared next to the ancestor of the gods.
The two looked confused.
"Are you the ones who buried these newly raised graves?"
The ancestor looked at Captain Lei, who nodded slightly, and then looked at the tomb below.
Then, his expression changed slightly: "In my memory, there were not so many graves last night. These should have been newly buried."
Team Lei said, pointing to the dozens of graves below.
As he finished speaking, the ancestor of the gods fell directly to the ground.
boom!
All the newly erected tombs exploded, and fresh corpses mixed with the soil surfaced.
"Xuan'er, Xingyue!"
The Ancestor of Transformation God found his two disciples on the spot.
The eyes of the two corpses were wide open, and they obviously refused to die in peace.
"Did that evil beast really kill my disciple just to collect the body and bury it?"
The ancestor was filled with murderous intent and shouted gloomily.
All Chen Feng's guesses just now were wrong. The other party killed someone and was actually buried.
If it was for refining a puppet, the body would not be buried here.
But the other party not only killed someone, but also buried the body. What is this?
It's not about destroying the corpse or refining the puppet, it's just about burying it.
How could there be people in this world with such a hobby, killing people just to be buried?
Kill for treasure? There is no need to bury the body.
"Do you know where this person lives in Lingxi City?" Huashen looked at Lei Dui again.
The latter shook his head hastily. They usually go to their respective homes during work, and the other party has never gone to a brothel with them, so the relationship is not particularly deep.
"Check! Check hard for me. Don't let go of a single clue. Even if you dig three feet into the ground of Lingxi City, you still have to find that beast. If you find it, I will definitely cut him into pieces and kill him ten thousand times. Clan!"
After saying the cruel words, the ancestor of the gods left with two corpses.
"It seems that there is going to be a big earthquake in Lingxi City." Chen Feng murmured.
the next day!
Lingxi City was shaken. The news that the peerless prodigy Jiang Xingyue was killed by a mysterious man was like thunder, and all the monks were talking about it.
"I thought it was just a dispute between the city lords that day, but I didn't expect that City Lord Jiang died."
"If a person like this is killed, his master, the ancestor who transformed into a god, must not be furious. The Lihuo Sect may make big moves. It is estimated that Lingxi City will not be peaceful during this period."
"Who is it that a future god-incarnation was killed so violently?"
"It's a bit violent, but it's causing trouble for me and others, so I won't be allowed to leave the city for this period of time."
…
Three days later, countless masters from the Lihuo Sect descended on Lingxi City, spreading out throughout the city and constantly exploring.
All suspects within a radius of tens of thousands of miles were interrogated, with the main focus being those who liked to deal with the corpses of monks.
Although Lingxi City was closed and no one could enter or leave, the news of Jiang Xingyue's death still spread throughout hundreds of countries at an incredible speed.
Almost all the monks from all over the world were shocked and surprised.
The last time Jiang Xingyue aroused heated discussion among hundreds of countries was at the Immortal Fate Conference more than ten years ago.
However, after more than ten years, anyone would be surprised to hear the news of the death of this unrivaled figure.
And this news continues to ferment, and has even spread to places outside hundreds of countries.
Unfortunately, after a month, Lihuo Sect still found nothing.
There is no clue about the murderer of Jiang Xingyue, and the other party left no trace at all.
It seems that except for Lingxi City, there is no way to check the outside places.
"Chen Feng's inability to manage the city has led to many bloody battles between the true kings and numerous casualties among the casual cultivators. He should step down as city leader and choose someone else!"
Li Huozong spoke, but he really couldn't swallow this breath and wanted to have Chen Feng operated on.
After all, the source of the war at that time was Chen Feng.
"Our sect thinks this proposal is feasible. The top three masters of our sect, Li Yin, should be the lord of Lingxi City."
A certain sect was greedy and added fuel to the fire.
But Lingxi City's interests are so great. After Jiang Xingyue's death, all subsequent profits will go to the Shangzong. How could the other party agree?
"Lihuo Sect, do you want to trigger a war between the sects? Last time your clan, Jiang Xingyue, destroyed me, Cangwu, the debt was never settled.
If you must do this, then fight.
Kill him in full swing, fight until the sky is dark and everything is destroyed! "
It was not the senior members of the sect who spoke out, but the superior Ancestor of the Huashen of the Sect himself.
The meaning is clear.
Either the sect fights the Hundred Kingdoms Rebellion, or goes to find the murderer on its own, and don't even think about taking advantage of Lingxi City.
"Is this the end of my death?" Master Jiang Xingyue shouted angrily from the distance.
However, the response he got was a sneer:
"Either fight or shut up. If you insist on taking advantage of Lingxi City, I will be the first to kill the Lihuo Sect and kill you.
You can try it too. "
Then, there was silence.
The Shangzong did not want to easily trigger a war between the sects, and after taking a breath, the Lihuo Sect did not have the courage.
The person is dead. Apart from feeling regretful and angry, even if he overthrows the entire hundred kingdoms, Jiang Xingyue cannot be resurrected.
…
And when the Jiang Xingyue incident in Lingxi City continued to escalate.
Near Cang Kingdom, which is tens of thousands of miles away.
In an uninhabited mountain forest, there is a bush fifty feet down to the ground.
Chen Shen was practicing his sword, recording the visions of the four seasons, sometimes it was raining and snowing, sometimes it was desolate and hot.
"I've been practicing this swordsmanship for more than ten years, but it's a pity that it's only a small success. It will probably take another twenty years to become a master."
He stopped what he was doing and muttered to himself.
After leaving Lingxi City, he took Mu Xiaojin and fled as fast as he could. They ran for tens of thousands of miles without stopping, and did not slow down until they reached the boundary of the Ten Kingdoms.
"The Sword Comes"
Then he went to the deep mountains near Cang Kingdom to open up an underground palace.
He was not in a hurry to go out, and was ready to wait until the storm subsided before making plans.
"Jiang Xingyue's spiritual stones are enough."
After Chen Shen settled here, he opened the other party's storage hosta.
I was shocked at that time.
There are countless treasures of heaven and earth, and there are tens of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones alone.
This is definitely a huge windfall.
It is estimated that this person's income in Lingxi City.
But the bulk of it should be handed over to the sect.
However, it is a pity that it is all in Chen Shen's hands now.
"Don't rush out. After the top-grade spiritual roots, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to improve quickly with the dead monks from hundreds of countries, unless I bloodbath the entire hundred countries."
Spiritual root talent is related to the upper limit of cultivation and the probability of breakthrough. Otherwise, Chen Shen will live forever and will have to become an immortal and become an ancestor.
In this way, the two of them practiced in the underground palace for more than a year.
In fact, half a year later, Jiang Xingyue's matter had calmed down. Few people mentioned it again, and they often only sighed when they thought of it.
In order to be more stable, Chen Shen hid in the underground palace for a year before coming out.
The two had a good meal in a small town ten miles away from the mountain.
They are Jindan Nascent Soul cultivators and have long stopped eating and drinking.
But what Chen Shen and the two enjoyed was the delicious taste on their tongues.
It’s about satisfying your taste buds.
It can be said that delicious food is spiritual food for them, rather than food and clothing.
…
Time flies, and another year goes by. Chen Shen becomes more and more powerful, reaching the late Nascent Soul stage.
In the early morning, in the quiet mountain forest, a wisp of smoke rises, and along with the mist, it rises high into the sky.
Chen Shen no longer lives in the underground palace, but has built several thatched houses in the forest.
The beautiful mountains and clear waters here are very suitable for seclusion, and there are snakes and insects everywhere, and there are hordes of wild animals, but no one will disturb you.
"The big hermit hides in the city, the small hermit hides in the wild." Chen Shen was cautious and could only be considered a small hermit.
"Junior brother, it's time to eat." Behind him, a woman walked out of the house where smoke was rising and shouted.
Chen Shen nodded slightly, turned around and said to himself: "It's time to visit my family. It's been seven years since we last parted."
