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Just as Shi Feng was dragging Cui Meng's body into the black turtle bones, thousands of miles away from the Qingdi Valley, in the deep black mountains, swirling black mist, and in a cave ten feet in diameter, an old man with a simple face appeared. He was meditating with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, revealing a hint of surprise.

He stretched out his right hand and made a seal with his five fingers. After a dozen breaths, he let out an angry roar, moved his fingers, and the copper bell on the stone table next to him emitted a long series of clear tones.

It was not long before a voice came from outside, "See you, ancestor, disciple..." Before he could finish speaking, the ancient-looking old man shouted, "No need to talk nonsense, come in."

Two middle-aged men hurriedly walked in outside, one tall and one short, one in the middle stage of the golden elixir, and the other in the late stage of the golden elixir. They came in and knelt down to pay homage.

The old man said, "Get up and speak! Let me ask you, has something happened to Qing'er?" The tall middle-aged man said hurriedly, "Just as I was about to report to the ancestor, the disciple also just found out that the third nephew's birthstone suddenly shattered. , I’m afraid...”

"Pah!" A loud slap hit the tall middle-aged man on the right side of his face, knocking him staggering. The two of them just stood up and hurriedly knelt down again.

The old man roared like thunder, "Trash! A loser! I gave you countless instructions before going into seclusion, asking you to take good care of Qing'er. Why did something happen to her?"

The tall middle-aged man covered his face and said, "Disciple, how dare you forget your ancestor's instructions? Since you went into seclusion, we asked our third nephew to practice well at home. It was always safe and sound. But not long ago, we had a visit to the Qingdi Valley Underground Palace. After opening the door, the third nephew insisted on collecting black crystals with Yichen and the others. The disciple tried hard to dissuade him, saying that he was not allowed to leave the mountain gate until you left the gate, but he just refused to listen and said that he was stuck. It has been ten years since the foundation was established, and a breakthrough is urgently needed. The disciples are in charge of internal affairs, but do not have much say in external affairs. Junior Brother Chen knows this better."

Another short middle-aged man said hurriedly, "Although this disciple has been favored by the master and is in charge of external affairs, the candidates for the trip to Qingdi Valley were drafted by Master Qian. There was indeed no Master Nephew Cui on the list at that time, but Master Nephew Cui came temporarily. Please insist on going, Master Qian said that Master Cui has great magical powers and is a shrewd person, so it doesn’t matter if he goes.”

The ancient-looking old man had put away his anger at this time, but his face was still gloomy, "Junior Brother Qian has returned from a long trip?" the short middle-aged man said, "Yes, Junior Uncle returned to the sect two years ago."

The ancient-looking old man said, "With Qing'er's ability, there should be no danger above the third floor of Qingdi Valley. Could it be that he went down to the fourth floor, or provoked the Golden Core monk? Do you know who the murderer was?" "

The two big men shook their heads together.

The ancient-looking old man's voice was cold, "Then do you know that Qing'er actually took away the soul-raising coffin during this trip?"

The faces of the two big men changed, and Qi Dao didn't know.

The ancient-looking old man cut his hands upside down and walked back and forth impatiently, "Qing'er has my mark on her body, and there is my mark on the soul-raising coffin, but now with my cultivation level, I can't sense both marks. How is this possible? , the body can be destroyed, but the soul-nurturing coffin cannot be destroyed."

The short middle-aged man said, "The person who killed Master Cui's nephew must have coveted the soul-raising coffin. This thing is so precious. Who in the entire Qinzhong Continent doesn't know that it is your treasure, master. How dare he walk through the market with such arrogance? I'm afraid some kind of restriction has been imposed. Hidden the treasure."

The ancient-looking old man snorted coldly, "How can a mere golden elixir monk cover up my mark?"

Although the short middle-aged man is the old man's direct disciple, he has always been as afraid of the old man as a tiger. When he heard that the master's tone was not kind, he immediately became silent and did not dare to speak.

The ancient-looking old man walked around for a few times, knowing that he would not be able to find a name for himself with these two people. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he kicked out, "Get out, get out, you two useless guys, you guys immediately send the order and go all out to arrest and kill Qing Qing." My son’s murderer dares to touch my great-great-grandson, Mr. Cui, and I will make his life worse than death.”

The two of them said yes again and again, turned around and walked out quickly, only to hear the ancient-looking old man gritting his teeth and saying, "Also, the soul-raising coffin must come back safe and sound, otherwise, hum." The two of them felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet, and their mouths were busy. He said, "Yes! Disciple, obey!"

The two of them came out of Jiuyou Cave, hurriedly drove their magical weapons, and crossed the sea of ​​clouds.

After flying dozens of miles out of the forbidden area, the short middle-aged man said, "Senior Brother Wu, you were a bit unreasonable just now. How did you show the little brother out?" The tall Senior Brother Wu was a little embarrassed, "Junior Brother Chen, right I can't help it, haven't you seen that the ancestor is so angry? How dare I say anything more, and after all, you are his direct disciple, so I have no choice but, hey, I can't help it."

Junior Brother Chen sighed, "Senior Brother Wu, you and I have been friends for hundreds of years, and I don't really blame you. It's just that although I am a disciple of the ancestor, there are only a dozen of disciples of the ancestor, and there is only one blood descendant. What's more? Cui Qing is very talented, he has practiced to the middle stage of foundation building at a young age, and he has cultivated both Dharma and Body. He is the most valued by the ancestor. The ancestor is determined to pass on the mantle to him. Who knows if it is gone like this, how can he not be furious? !”

Senior Brother Wu sneered, "Although Cui Qing is a rare genius, how could he have achieved such success without his ancestors protecting him? How many natural resources and treasures have been spent on him since he was a child! What's even more outrageous is that, The ancestor of the soul-raising coffin has never given it to his direct disciples like you, but he has given it to Cui Qing for him to use as he pleases. Otherwise, how could his soul be so powerful in just forty years? The ancestor pampered him too much, his eyes were too high, and he didn't know how to restrain himself. It was only a matter of time before he stabbed Lou Zi. Besides, hey, Junior Brother Chen, I'm afraid it's too late for you to be happy. "

Junior Brother Chen smiled awkwardly and whispered, "Brother Wu, who in the whole family likes him? I'm afraid Uncle Qian agreed to let him go, but... But we brothers just talk about this, we dare not delay the instructions of the ancestor."

Brother Wu said, "Of course, especially if the soul-raising coffin is lost, if we can't find it back, I'm afraid you and I..." Junior Brother Chen said, "That's right, you and I will gather people and quickly send people to Qingdi Valley to contact Yichen and others to find out the truth."

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Shi Feng was relieved after he took Cui Meng's body into the black tortoise bone. He immediately took out seven or eight pills from the storage bag and stuffed them into his mouth.

In this life-and-death fight with Cui Meng, Shi Feng's magic power, consciousness and even physical strength were all exhausted. He was in the depths of the ghost well and didn't know whether Liu Er had left, so he didn't dare to get out of the ghost well for a while. At this moment, he was no match for Liu Er.

Shi Feng had no shortage of spirit stones, and the pills on his body were all top-grade. After a meal, his mana and physical strength had recovered 40% to 50%.

Shi Feng sat cross-legged and looked inward. The ghostly aura in the well adhered to Shi Feng and entered Dantian along the meridians, but as soon as it entered, it immediately disappeared under the rotation of the stone pill.

Shi Feng tried to circulate his mana, but it was not affected at all. He was very happy. In this case, he didn't need to use the mana shield at all, and his cultivation would not be suppressed.

Shi Feng read it over and over again, and was very satisfied. He chanted a spell and drilled into the black tortoise bone again. He walked directly to Cui Meng's body, first took off his storage bag, then condensed his claws and grabbed the body, and with the other hand, he brushed open the lid of the Five Elements Cauldron and threw the body directly into the furnace.

Shi Feng could hear Cui Meng's words before his death clearly. This person was actually the descendant of the ancestor of the Nine Infants Sect. No wonder he was so amazing.

The remains of this person must be handled cleanly. It is said that the Ghost Dao Sect has all kinds of incredible methods. He had suffered a loss before, so he took a peek at the jade slip, and Cui Meng planted a mark in his consciousness, which secretly influenced his judgment.

There must be a mark on Cui Meng's body. He first wanted to use a fire snake to burn the body to ashes, but he still felt uneasy, so he simply threw the body into the furnace. The Five Elements Cauldron was pushed to the extreme, and even the fine iron would melt. The mere flesh body had turned into nothing in a moment, and not even ashes were left.

After dealing with the body, Shi Feng shot another fire snake at Cui Meng's storage bag. There are almost restrictions on the storage bags of cultivators. This kind of restriction can be broken by consciousness, but Shi Feng dared not touch Cui Meng's things now. He directly chose to break it with brute force.

The storage bag is a small space magic weapon. Once it is burned through, the space restriction will be invalid, and the things inside will fall to the ground from the burnt through.

Not long after, "puff" a hole was burned in the storage bag, and a lot of things fell down with a clang.

Shi Feng slowly approached a few steps and saw a large pile of black crystals on the ground. The number was so large that Shi Feng was stunned. It is estimated that the black crystals used by the four people of Jiuyingmen to hunt monsters are all kept by Cui Meng.

Shi Feng flicked his sleeves and a strong wind separated the black crystals.

Among the remaining things, there were spiritual stones, elixirs, talismans, magic tools, and jade slips. Shi Feng had learned from the previous experience, so he dared not touch Cui Meng's things.

He took a square jade box and put Cui Meng in it. This thing is called Qingci Box. Qingci was originally a memorial to heaven during secular fasting and offering. It is said that it is presented to the Emperor of Heaven and no one else can know it except oneself. Therefore, the secular world uses jade boxes to store it and affix seals it to keep it secret.

This treasure is named Qingci, which means to seal and store privacy.

Since the other party is a descendant of the Yuanying ancestor, there is a high probability that the ancestor's mark is hidden in the items. How can I, a mere foundation-building cultivator, distinguish it? It is better to put it away completely. I believe that with the double isolation of the black tortoise bone and the green box, even the Yuanying ancestor would not be able to find it.

And the spiritual mark has a time limit. After ten or eight years, when the mark fades and disappears, you can slowly look through it.

When Shi Feng packed Cui Meng's things, he did not use his hands directly, but took them up with his magic power and put them in one by one.

Cui Meng did not have many magic weapons on him. Shi Feng was a master of refining weapons. He knew the purpose of these things as soon as he touched them.

Suddenly, he stopped and was stunned. What he took was a light yellow box, no more than four inches long and only two inches wide. It looked like a small coffin. He didn't know what it was used for.

Shi Feng flicked his finger, and a strong wind hit the box. The "ding-dong" sound was clear, as if it was made of jade.