Each of the white cranes that can live on Baihe Peak is extremely agile, but the only one that Changsheng caught.

His eyes were dull and lazy, and his eyes were white and he looked listless, and he was indifferent even if he was caught.

Looking around in a daze, the silly white crane seemed to have not woken up yet, making people suspect that it was not a lively crane, but a silly goose.

After carefully looking at Baihe's head, he pinched the white crane's feathers. After confirming that it was a crane, Chang Sheng said funny: "A good white crane has a pair of dead fish eyes..."

He tied the long neck of the white crane with a hemp rope. In order to prevent it from singing and disturbing others, he deliberately sealed the crane's mouth.

Holding the rope, Changsheng walked in front of him and took Baihe to Fuyao Peak without any effort.

"I have seen a silly goose, but I have never seen such a silly crane."

When he tied the white crane to the yard, Chang Sheng felt that the white crane was too stupid and didn't have to close his mouth. He didn't say a word along the way. When he arrived at Fuyao Peak, he put his long neck on his head and fell asleep.

To catch such a stupid crane, you don’t even need a rope.

Before nightfall, Xiaomianhua slipped away. Changsheng didn't plan to enjoy the delicious food alone, so he planned to wait for his apprentice to come back to eat together.

Return to the house, open the book, and check out the cracking methods of illusion.

Only by knowing oneself and one’s enemy can one never be defeated in a hundred battles.

The sound of the pages being turned is rhythmic and sometimes sounds, and Changsheng reads it very seriously.

It is recorded in the book that illusion specializes in human souls and is an extremely special attack method. It is not only dangerous, but also unpredictable.

To crack the illusion, you need to be careful in advance.

The simplest way to defend is talismans, and the lowest level illusion can be resisted by talismans that protect the mind and the mind.

The second is the spiritual pill. Taking the lower-grade spiritual pill that stabilizes the soul in advance can also offset the damage of low-level illusions.

The most convenient thing is magic weapons. If there is a defensive magic weapon that protects the soul of the heart, it can be used to activate it during battles to form a defense, protect the user's mind and avoid the control of illusions.

There are three methods, each with its pros and cons.

Defensive magic weapons that can protect the soul are usually very valuable, similar to the price of flying magic weapons. They often cost thousands of spirit stones, and Changsheng cannot afford them at all.

The spiritual pill that stabilizes the soul is not cheap either. The spiritual pill that reaches the lowest level is at least dozens or even hundreds of spiritual stones, and it is still impossible to afford it in Changsheng.

Only the last clear mind talisman is cheap and is the best way for cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage to fight illusions.

Found a way to deal with illusions, Changsheng closed the books and guessed Bai Qi's identity.

Chen Zhouhua once said that Bai Qi was the first person under the eldest prince, a hermit, and there was no other force behind him.

"It is rare to kill and robbery hermits."

I always talk to myself coldly.

He definitely wouldn't believe the statements of the hermits. If Bai Qi was really the murderer who killed Wang Wuming, how could he be a hermit?

The hermit refers to a person who escapes from the world and goes to the mountains and forests to study knowledge. Changsheng has never heard of a hermit who likes to study the science of killing.

No matter what Bai Qi's identity is or where he comes from, if he is really the murderer who killed Wang Wuming, Chang Sheng will definitely kill him.

Dangdangdang.

While thinking, the gate of the courtyard was knocked.

Chang Sheng thought it was Xiao Cotton who had returned, but as soon as he left the house, he saw a tall, long-haired and eagle-oriented old man standing outside the yard gate.

Chang Sheng was slightly stunned and quickly recognized the person.

Perhaps others don’t remember that this long-haired old man who sat in his master’s position always had the deepest impression on him.

This person is the great elder of Baihe Peak, Helianmu!

Unexpectedly, Helianmu visited in person, Chang Sheng was very surprised, but there was no flaw on the surface and he looked at the other person silently.

There was already a pair of dead fish eyes, and Changsheng's eyes could not see any fluctuations. After opening the door, he neither spoke nor went out, standing on the ground, waiting for the other party to answer without expression.

The silence lasted only for a short time, and Helianmu bowed and bowed.

"Helianmu, pay homage to the uncle."

"What's wrong with you?" Chang Sheng nodded slightly, his tone was calm.

"I'm here to apologize to Uncle Master." Helianmu said, pushing open the yard door and walking in, with an apology smile on his lips, standing in the center of the yard.

"What's your fault?" Chang Sheng said expressionlessly. With Helianmu's footsteps, he could hear his heartbeat.

"The younger generation in the family neglected their teachings and became arrogant and domineering, which caused the resentment of heaven and others, and caused the uncle to be furious. It is really my Helianmu's sin. I hope my uncle will punish him."

Helianmu said as he bowed again, and could not bear to bow.

It turned out that this great elder was apologizing for the descendants of the Helian royal family. It seemed that Helianmu had learned about the regicide that happened in the palace.

As the real ancestor of the Helian family, Helian Mu's identity is unmatched. He is the only one in the Qianyun Sect, but facing Changsheng, Helian Mu is still the younger generation.

This is the difference in seniority and identity.

Seeing that the other party was so respectful, Chang Sheng felt a little relieved.

The one he least wanted to see was this great elder.

"I don't blame you for not teaching strictly." Chang Sheng signaled the other party to get up and prepare to send Helianmu away.

If there is nothing else, I will forgive you if you apologize. Anyway, it was Changsheng who killed the lord at that time, and no one else hurt him, his uncle.

"Thank you, I don't blame you for your kindness."

When Helianmu stood up, a trace of hesitation appeared in his eyes, but this trace of hesitation quickly became firm. At the same time, Chang Sheng's clothes swayed.

There is no wind, but the clothes are shaking. Even Chang Sheng feels puzzled by this strange phenomenon.

It wasn't that he was trembling, Changsheng's courage was not that small, but an invisible breeze appeared around him.

This breeze cannot be sensed, at least he does not feel the wind appear. If it weren't for the shaking of his clothes, he would have no idea.

The invisible breeze quickly disappeared, and Changsheng's heart sank.

He finally remembered a method that only monks above the foundation can use, called spiritual perception.

Spiritual consciousness is a unique perception ability of cultivators. It can silently sense the breath, pulse, heartbeat, and even the level of cultivation and the severity of injuries.

Oops!

When you notice the appearance of spiritual consciousness, you will always live to know that it is broken.

He actually thought a long time ago that he would be suspected sooner or later, but he didn't expect that the day would come so quickly and suddenly.

Finally it was time to get out of the way.

Chang Sheng had no way to survive unless he had the ability to compete with the Jindan. Unless he had the strength to compete with the Jindan, he would be unable to escape death.

Especially Helianmu, Changsheng had already made enemies with the Helian royal family, so he cut the old emperor with a knife. Although the emperor was not dead at that time, who would know if he would be seriously injured and died after that.

Perhaps the Emperor Helian Mountain of Tianyun Kingdom has already returned to the underworld at this time.

The heavy mood was fleeting, and Changsheng gritted his teeth, his eyes sank, and he stared at the long-haired old man opposite him.

In the courtyard, Chang Sheng, as the uncle, said nothing, while the eldest elder Helian Mu, as a junior, looked gloomy.
Chapter completed!