Yuan Feng had just arrived and didn't know much about the Zoroastrian Society.
Of course, his focus is not on any cult. As a god king, he is more concerned about the rise and fall of a sect.
"Master Bai, are there only a few people in the Chuma Immortal lineage now?"
Yuan Feng looked at the scattered people in the yard and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Mr. Bai said sadly: "That's almost it... Three generations of Chumaxian's lineage have served in thirty-six offices. In the battle with the Zoroastrian Society, many elders in the clan died... Otherwise, I, a member of the Bai family, wouldn't have had my turn. The old man comes to take charge of the hall."
At this moment, Yuan Feng was in awe. He didn't expect that this humble old house was filled with loyal people!
"Master Bai, I see that you are very familiar with the tens of thousands of years of shamanism history. You must have a detailed genealogy in your family, right?"
Mr. Bai replied: "The Great Immortal has an insight into everything! Indeed, the clan treasures many historical documents of shamanism and ancestral genealogy."
"If it's convenient, can you show it to me? Maybe I can sort out the origin of your lineage of magic, and maybe it can help you regain your lost psychic skills."
When Master Bai heard that the awakened person wanted to help, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stood up quickly and bowed deeply.
"Convenient, convenient! This is the greatest glory of our clan. We can't ask for it. We can't ask for it!"
After saying that, he couldn't wait to ask Yuan Feng to move to the back hall, and carefully held out the yellowed family tree and a thick stack of documents.
Yuan Feng read through it carefully, his expression gradually becoming serious.
Despite his age, Mr. Bai was waiting quietly beside him like a primary school student. Seeing that Yuan Feng remained silent for a long time, he couldn't help but ask: "Great Immortal, have you discovered anything?"
"Let me think about it and give you a reply after some time..." Yuan Feng seemed to be answering, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
Seeing his expression, Master Bai hesitated and said again and again: "Great Immortal, although you don't say it, I know that you must be closely related to the ancestors of our clan..."
He paused and continued with some embarrassment: "Now that the Chuma Immortal lineage has declined, I am the only remaining old man with seven or eight descendants holding on to the last incense. I know that I am stupid and cannot understand the legacy left by my ancestors. The powerful immortal method, but I absolutely don’t want to see the inheritance of Chuma Immortal be ruined in my generation! So... Great Immortal, please point out a clear path for our clan, so that the future generations can see hope, and there is hope. Follow..."
Yuan Feng was deeply moved when he heard what he said.
Thinking back then, when the sect was in crisis, it was also such a group of disciples with firm beliefs who accompanied him to move forward. Only then did he make a turn for the better, and then step by step compete with the world.
"Mr. Bai, I admire you for your determination and perseverance. Don't worry, with me here, your lineage will be passed down from generation to generation."
When Master Bai saw the promise made by the woke man, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He hurriedly bowed his hands and bowed as a great salute.
"I, the Immortal Clan, will never forget the grace of the Great Immortal!"
When Mr. Bai came out of the back hall, his whole mental state was different. It was the joy and relief of suddenly seeing the light after being confused in chaos for most of his life...
He originally planned to leave Yuan Feng to have a meal in the hall, but now the clues in the case are complicated and he really has no time to relax.
After Master Bai arranged for his disciples to do their best to find out Huang Sanchi's whereabouts, the three of them returned to the thirty-sixth building together.
There is another person in the mind map drawn by the Tianyan system - Huang Sanchi.
Zhou Dongming was surprised to find that Huang Sanchi also purchased a flight ticket to Buhan Mountain in three days.
"I think Huang Sanchi is probably still in this city now." Zhou Dongming analyzed.
Yuan Feng agreed with his conclusion, but reminded: "We destroyed his magic circle, he should have noticed it."
At this moment, Mr. Bai's cell phone rang. It was news from the hall that Huang Sanchi had been found!
Zhou Dongming was overjoyed and was about to set out to arrest people, but was stopped by Master Bai.
"Huang Sanchi's methods are extraordinary and he is one of the top masters among practitioners. Don't act rashly!"
Zhou Dongming stopped. He always obeyed Master Bai's words. Since Master Bai said this, it means it must be extremely dangerous!
Zhou Dongming thought for a while, looked at Yuan Feng, and asked: "You are an awakened person. You must have a safe way to deal with practitioners, right?"
Yuan Feng looked like he was thinking, and then said: "Officer Zhou, please tell me first what the material of the red bullet is."
Zhou Dongming didn't hide anything and took out a photo to give to him.
"According to records, some famous magic weapons in history also contain substances that can emit special radiation. The magic-breaking bullets are made by smelting those, such as the Qinglong Yanyue Sword."
After saying that, he pointed to the big knife in the photo...
Yuan Feng didn't have any special reaction, but he shocked Mr. Bai and said in disbelief: "You melted the Qinglong Yanyue Sword?! Then which one is in the museum now?"
"Fake." Zhou Dongming answered lightly, and then told the two of them: "This is a top secret. If you know it, it's over. Don't tell anyone!"
"Give me some bullets and I'll use them to make preparations to help you."
Yuan Feng stretched out his hand and waited for Zhou Dongming to unload the magic-breaking bullet to him.
However, Zhou Dongming flatly refused on the grounds that the magic bullets were non-renewable resources and each bullet was registered. How could they be used casually for experiments...
Only then did Yuan Feng think back. No wonder Zhou Dongming wanted to take out the bullets and recycle them in the Yin Mansion. They all say that getting on the pole is not a business. Seeing that Zhou Dongming didn't appreciate it, he didn't bother to say more.
Zhou Dongming didn't seem to expect Yuan Feng to give him a perfect solution. He said carelessly: "Our thirty-sixth office has its own way of doing things, so you don't need to worry about it. If you want to follow, just watch from the side and don't come forward." , so as not to accidentally hurt you again."
This time, Zhou Dongming learned wisely, put on a special helmet and was fully armed.
The three of them drove to Huang Sanchi's hiding place - a dilapidated bungalow in a shanty town.
Zhou Dongming squeezed his hands and sneaked to the door. When he was about to break in, the door opened with a creak.
A thin man in his 40s came out of the house carrying a suitcase and almost bumped into Zhou Dongming!
After the man's eyes briefly met Zhou Dongming's, he quickly moved to Bai Ye and Yuan Feng behind him. He suddenly looked frightened, suddenly picked up the suitcase and threw it at the three of them, then turned around and ran back into the house.
"Huang Sanchi! Don't run!" Master Bai shouted.
The three of them rushed into the house, but Huang Sanchi was nowhere to be seen.
"Escaped?" Zhou Dongming looked confused.
Yuan Feng walked to the bed, bent down, pointed under the bed and said, "It's not an earth escape technique, it's a tunnel."
Sure enough, there was a big hole under the bed...
"Chase!"
Zhou Dongming took out his pistol and was the first to get into the tunnel.
"Captain Zhou, please show mercy if necessary and don't hurt his life!"
Master Bai looked embarrassed and followed him down the tunnel.
The tunnel below was much larger than they expected, and the passages were complicated. If you weren't careful, you would get lost.
Zhou Dongming was so focused on chasing Huang Sanchi that he didn't realize that he was separated from his teammates.
When he chased him to a spacious secret room, Huang Sanchi, who had been running away, stopped running. I saw him clasping his hands together and bowing devoutly to an immortal statue enshrined in the secret room.
Zhou Dongming aimed his gun and shouted: "Put your hands up! Stop playing tricks!"
Although Huang Sanchi was unarmed, Zhou Dongming still did not dare to be careless at all. He had experienced too many strange scenes and knew that the incense enshrined in such a dark place was definitely not a good thing!
Sure enough, Huang Sanchi slowly turned his head and said in a sharp voice: "Do you think I look like a human or a god?"
Zhou Dongming looked horrified. He saw that Huang Sanchi's face had turned into the look of a weasel, and his two round little eyes looked like daggers, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.
The moment he looked into those strange eyes, Zhou Dongming felt his whole body stiffen and couldn't move!
Another illusion? !
It stands to reason that this helmet can isolate all brain wave interference, so there should be no more illusions!
Zhou Dongming was shocked and confused, but losing control of his body was the biggest crisis right now.
"Do you think this is an illusion? Ignorant mortal, hahahaha!"
Huang Sanchi's smile was distorted, and he came to Zhou Dongming with three trembling steps, stretched out his fingers to knock on his helmet, and then asked in a sharp voice again: "Let me ask you, do you think I look like a human or a god? If you answer If you don’t come up, then go to hell!”
After saying that, sharp claws like steel knives grew out of his five fingers and slowly wiped them towards Zhou Dongming's neck!
"If you don't use magic, it's really hard for me to find you."
At the critical moment, Yuan Feng's voice came from the entrance of the secret room.
Huang Sanchi turned his head and looked, stunned.
"Yuan Feng?! Is it really you? Impossible! How can you still be alive?!"
From his panicked tone, Yuan Feng roughly guessed that the murderer of the original owner of this body was not Manager Zhang, but Huang Sanchi!
"You were alive and well, how could I die so easily?"
In order to confirm his inference, Yuan Feng followed his words.
Huang Sanchi was furious and cursed: "You are a traitor who steals the inside and outside, and wants to swallow the blood and gallstones for yourself! If you are not loyal and protect the master, you are worse than a pig or a dog!"
Yuan Feng was not angry and replied with a smile: "What qualifications does a mere weasel have to say that this king is a pig or a dog?"
"I'm sorry for you! I'm going to make you lose your soul today and see how you can live again?!"
Huang Sanchi became so angry that he rushed towards Yuan Feng like lightning, his steel knife and sharp claws piercing his heart!
Yuan Feng remained calm and stood there waiting for him to attack.
When the sharp claw was three inches away from Yuan Feng, it was suddenly blocked by an invisible barrier!
"Crack-"
The moment the claws touched the barrier, they were shattered into slag!
Yuan Feng raised his hand and grabbed Huang Sanchi's throat, and said calmly: "Little beast, this is a matter between this king and him and has nothing to do with you. I'll give you a second to go back and forth from where you came."
"hiss--!"
Huang Sanchi's face was distorted, he let out an extremely abnormal scream, and his human appearance instantly returned.
He never expected that the other party would scare away Wong Tai Sin, whom he invited at the cost of his longevity, with just one word...
"You...you are not Yuan Feng! Who are you?!"
