"What happened?!" He Shuli hurried to the orphanage, without caring about etiquette, he hurried to the main hall and saw Sanniang sitting in the hall at a glance.

He Shuli was still wondering, how could something big happen if the Demon Lord was watching over him.

However, when he entered the main hall, he did not see any familiar figure.

Sanniang gently stroked the face of the flag in her sleeve, and the rough texture made her feel a little reassured.

"Over there at the alchemy shop..."

After telling He Shuli about the matter, Sanniang said in a deep voice: "I guess I will be involved in a lawsuit."

He Shuli suddenly frowned and thought carefully: "Sister, it's a small matter to be in court. I'm afraid someone is plotting against you. Then Mrs. Pei may not be willing to let the nine years pass smoothly."

Sanniang shook her head slightly: "It shouldn't be the Pei family. We have an agreement. The big family still keeps its promise."

"Could it be my colleagues?"

He Shuli rejected it when he proposed it. His colleagues didn't have that much energy. After all, Zhong Han's temperament must have warned him in advance not to be embarrassed.

He was not worried about Tu Shanjun's safety, but he didn't know the whole story.

It is inevitable to feel frightened.

Sanniang asked: "Can't it be an accident?"

"There is absolutely no chance of an accident."

He Shuli said categorically: "There is no problem with the elixir!"

Sanniang looked at the uncertain Mr. He and felt surprised that Mr. He seemed to trust Tushan Jun more than she did.

Maybe this is the friendship between men.

"Tomorrow I will go to the Yangji Department and the Alchemy Society to have a look."

"This...it's better to go deep into the prison and listen to what I mean first. If this is as expected, our good intentions will lead to bad things." He Shuli said cautiously.

He always felt that things couldn't be that simple.

"That's fine."

After seeing off He Shuli, Sanniang took out the Zunhun Banner.

The soul flag turned into a red-haired imp and stood in Sanniang's palm, saying in a deep voice: "There is so much energy in Tianji City, and there is probably only one person who wants to target me."

"who?"

"Gongsun Wan."

"She?" Sanniang was surprised.

"I thought she would never come back after she escaped, or that I would no longer attract attention because of my fake death. Now it seems that your good sister is not willing to let us go."

The red-haired kid groaned.

He couldn't think of any other monk besides this person.

After all, he didn't offend anyone.

Secondly, these interlocking poisonous schemes also made Tu Shanjun feel familiar, as if he was fighting against someone. No, I can't say the person fighting against, but the opponent he fought against was someone he had encountered before.

If you study carefully, you will find that Lu Jing was also well versed in this at that time.

It's just that after Lu Jing obtained the Taoist weapon of the Soul Flag, he would inevitably become bolder in his actions due to his cultivation.

Then there was the governor who Lu Jing asked him to deal with at that time. Although he clearly had the strength, he still used the situation to force him. This behavior was very similar to Gongsun Wan.

organize.

Such thoughts flashed through Tushanjun's mind.

This organization is very mysterious and very powerful. According to that person, the organization has thousands of branches, and the governor of each branch is at least the Great True Lord.

What a huge force this must be.

In addition, why Wu Zhu was willing to deal with Gongsun Wan last time, was it just because of Zhong Songtang's favor? In his opinion, not necessarily. Unless there was something else that forced Wu Zhu to take action.

It is said that an expert attacked the branch of the organization, so the Sick Tiger Gang used more violent methods to recruit children.

Not surprisingly, the person who took action was Wu Zhu.

"Hasn't she been arrested by the Daqi Sect?"

Sanniang said in surprise. After the last case, the Daqi Sect sent monks to investigate and even issued a wanted order, looking for Gongsun Wan.

"Identity is too good to disguise."

"What's more, with Gongsun Wan's status, how many people in Tianji City are her guests."

Sanniang said: "Why don't you fake your own death and escape?"

"no."

"She's not necessarily here for me."

"Who else?"

"you."

"I?"

"good."

"It's time for you to survive the golden elixir tribulation." The red-haired kid looked at Sanniang very seriously, with light flashing in his eyes. If nothing happens, the golden elixir inspiration will come soon.

"But I don't have any fake elixir yet."

"Really not?"

At the same time as Tu Shanjun finished speaking, Sanniang felt that the haze hanging over her head had been swept away, and an illusory fake elixir was floating in the sea of ​​her dantian.

The fake elixir realm should have been established long ago.

The red-haired kid looked at Sanniang without surprise, and Sanniang nodded as if she had expected it: "This is a matter between me and Sister Gongsun, but it has caused trouble for Brother Tushan."

While speaking, Sanniang turned her head and looked at the sword box enshrined in the main hall.

Sanniang originally planned to find Gongsun Wan to understand the cause and effect of this frame-up, but due to her lack of cultivation, she held back for the time being. Unexpectedly, she did not seek him out, but he came to her first.

"What does Brother Tushan think we should do?"

"wait."

"Then just do whatever you want."

"If you put that soul-splitting bait there, someone will always bite it." The red-haired kid smiled calmly.

What he lacks most is patience.

Now that the split soul is in prison, locking up the mana is a good thing. At least it will not consume Sanniang's mana anymore, allowing Sanniang to attack the golden elixir realm with all her strength.

If originally they were in the light and the enemy was in the dark, now the situation has been reversed.

As long as Sanniang can form elixirs and have the magic power to support the avatar of a higher level or even the real person to step out, this situation can be easily broken.

"Where's the ghost body?"

"Don't worry." The red-haired kid transformed into the Soul Reverend Banner again.

the other side.

Tianji City Prison.

The cell where the Golden elixir monks are imprisoned is on the sixth floor underground. It is also a quiet stone chamber. The monks in mysterious black robes sit cross-legged in it, with shackles on their bodies, blocking the movement of mana.

An old man appeared in front of the monk.

The old man had a half-white beard and hair, and was dressed in a rich and embroidered robe. He lowered his eyebrows, put his hands into the sleeves of his robe, and asked respectfully: "My master asked the young master, are you willing to bow your head?"

The monk in black robes grinned, his silver teeth looked like sharp fangs under the candlelight. He looked at the old man calmly and said, "Why don't Gongsun Wan come here in person?"

The old man lowered his hands and stood: "Young master is a smart man and should be able to guess it."

"It's just because I don't want to be caught by the Daqi Sect." Tu Shanjun moved his eyes to look at the monk next to the old man, who was a tall and thin monk.

He was the one who asked him to make elixirs.

Zou Wenbao didn't know why he followed the old man to the prison by accident. He just felt uneasy. It wasn't until he saw the monk in black robes sitting quietly in the stone room that he finally let go of his uneasiness.

He knew that the monks who fell into the big net woven by Gongsun Wan would never be able to escape.

He stared at the monk in black robes and laughed.

Smile reassuringly.

He turned around and left without any hesitation.

He also knows propriety, and since he is at ease, there is no need to stay too long.

He didn't want to know how many secrets there were, and he didn't want to ridicule that monk. He might become a colleague in the future, so he must be kinder to his colleagues.

As the tall and thin monk left, the old man said: "My young lady said that as long as the young master is willing to bow his head and hand over his magical powers, he is willing to give him a suitable position."

"I'm not interested in being a bitch."
To be continued...