Chapter two hundred and twentieth: who is that variable
Zhenren He looked at He Wuqing coldly, and in an instant He Wuqing understood the meaning of this gaze.
"I understand, is it my disciple?"
Zhenren He stared at the knife box on the table and reached out to lift it. The knife appeared in front of him, similar to a horizontal knife, but wider and longer. The handle was inlaid with various precious gems and some white bones.
"This is the Seven Treasure Soul-Snatching Sword. A knife used by Master Zhang Tian. It is said that there are three hundred souls on it. I don't know if it is, but now it's just added one."
After saying that, the hand holding the knife raised, the Seven Treasure Soul-Snatching Sword had already landed in He Wuqing's hand. He Wuqing was stunned. He could sense that the Seven Treasure Soul-Snatching Sword in his hand seemed to be chirping. The bloody aura and the straits of ghost energy on it made people a little dizzy.
In this moment, he understood what He Zhenren meant. He asked him to kill the disciples with his own hands, and to carry his own breath and the disciples' blood on the knife, which was an explanation.
"Senior Brother"
He shouted, but Zhenren He didn't say anything and closed his eyes again.
At this time, the two disciples outside had already brought Cong Ming in and were detained for two days. Cong Ming's face was full of panic.
If you make a common mistake, you will come out no matter what you do in two days. At least the master valued him very much, but this time it was different.
At this moment, he was thrown to the ground, Cong Ming quickly climbed in front of He Wuqing and kept kowtowing.
"Master Master saves me, Master Master I am wrong. I shouldn't be obsessed with such weapons. But this is not what I stole, it was given to me by that person, took the initiative to give it to me, and taught me a set of sword techniques. Master Master I am innocent!"
He Wuqing gritted his teeth. In fact, he didn't need to say this, he believed in this child.
"It's too late!"
Congming shook his head vigorously. These two words made him collapse. Is it too late to say that he was greedy and did not hand over it in time?
"Master Master is not too late, everything is not too late. I was scared to receive it before. Can we throw him away? Master Master, please speak!"
He Wuqing didn't say anything. He Zhenren opened his eyes and glanced at Congming who was crying.
"Are you the second prince Li Yu?"
Cong Ming was stunned, and his hand holding He Wuqing also let go, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
But in a flash, it seemed as if nothing had happened.
"I am from the Maoshan Sect. I was rescued by my master when I was seven years old and accepted as my disciple. It has been fifteen years now. This Maoshan Sect is my home. How could I be the second prince's member?"
Zhenren He didn't say anything anymore. This question already explained everything. He Wuqing couldn't recognize people clearly and had a detailed work around him, without even knowing it. Perhaps this person had no position at first, but now he must be right.
He Wuqing pinched the Seven Treasure Soul-Snatching Sword and swung it towards Cong Ming, and the long sword was directly inserted into Cong Ming's chest.
At this moment, Cong Ming looked unbelievable. The master who loved him the most actually inserted a knife into his chest.
He Wuqing stared at Cong Ming's eyes and stabbed the long sword in his hand for a few more points. A bloodline merged into the hilt of the knife from the blade, and the seven gems shone even more.
"Wrong is wrong. There are many things that have no chance. For Kaiyuan Temple and the disciples of Maoshan Sect, you must die."
The Seven Treasure Soul-Snatching Sword was slowly pulled out, and blood gushed out from his chest. Cong Ming's eyes dissipated, stared at his chest, and slowly fell down.
The two disciples who were escorting him were shocked. Seeing He Wuqing waved his hand, they walked forward to his scalp.
"The body is buried and sent to the capital later. This talisman is pasted on the body."
The two quickly took over the talisman and carried the corpse down. After a moment someone came in to clean up the hall. Although everything seemed to be restored to the beginning, there was still a smell of blood in the air.
The Seven Treasure Soul-Snatching Sword was not wiped, and it was placed in the box with blood.
"Senior brother, is there someone deliberately unfavorable to our Maoshan School?"
He Zhenren narrowed his eyes, and he had naturally thought about these things long ago.
"If you want to achieve great things, you will naturally stand at the forefront and restrain your disciples well. You don't have to worry about these things, but have you found out about Tianmu Mountain, who is the saint of that demon clan?"
He Wuqing gave a meal.
"I have no clue, but I have found the person I mentioned by my senior brother and sent someone to test it. There is no abnormality on this person, and he is carrying bloody energy on his body, as if he is recovering from the two questions mentioned in the secrets of heaven. This person was just surprised and did not move when he heard it.
But there is no news for my eldest disciple yet. I can sense how bad he is, maybe he is seriously injured or captured, but he has a backlash talisman on his body. Anyone who has experts to investigate will be a fool."
Zhenren He nodded.
"Just cut it off, don't burn it. Do you think that person is nothing unusual?"
He Wuqing nodded and took out a small box from his arms. After opening it, it was a secret bag. The handkerchief stained with black and purple blood, which was completely dried up.
"This is the blood on that man's body, please check it out with my senior brother."
Zhenren He took the veil, pinched it and sat cross-legged on the cushion, and the fingerprints in his hand flew over. A formation appeared, and then several talismans fell on the six corners of the formation, throwing out a few copper coins, throwing the veil into the middle of the formation.
As a flash of light flashed, the talisman was burned out and fused on several copper coins, rolled to the ground, and the handkerchief also floated and fell.
Seeing the copper coins on the ground, He Zhenren was stunned.
"Wrong, this is not the blood of that person, where did you get it?"
He Wuqing was also confused and hurriedly got closer. Although he could also tell fortunes, he definitely did not reach the level of He Zhenren. He naturally would not question such a result.
"When people left, a monster guarded it. The entire county government was protected by a formation. After several disciples were damaged, only one of them was infiltrated. It shouldn't be wrong in the backyard of the Hejiang County Government?"
At the end, He Wuqing was already a little anxious and quickly added.
"I'll call someone over?"
Zhenren He nodded.
He Wuqing personally ordered that a few people were called in soon. Seeing that they knelt down and saluted. Before he could say all of them, He Zhenren stood up from the cushion and jumped in front of the few people.
As soon as he raised his hand, he hit the back of the neck of several people, and only one was kneeling steadily, while the rest fell to the ground one after another.
Zhenren He stopped, his face was already filled with anger.
"Idiot, I don't know what I want you to do if someone keeps my tail? Kill them all, and the soul is stripped."
He Wuqing was a little stunned. He lost so many disciples in an instant, so he still had to do it himself. What kind of face does he have to say compassion for the people in various Taoist temples in the future?
However, seeing the serious face of He Zhenren, He Wuqing knew that today's matter was very big. He personally walked up to several people and grabbed them over their heads. All the people were left with a pair of mummies.
The man lying on the ground was already in horror, and his eyes were closed and he kept trembling. He Zhenren stared at the man and asked:
"Look up, have you confirmed the name of that person?"
"Not even before, but the backyard of Hejiang County Government Office is just in the east courtyard of the main house, and the others are slaves."
"What is the monster and its form?"
"Woman, a woman in white, I can't tell what kind of monster she is, but it's different from those in Tianmu Mountain."
Zhenren He glanced at the man again, as if he was confirming something.
"You followed Tianmu Mountain?"
"yes."
Zhenren He waved his hand, and the man quickly stood up, then stepped back quickly, his legs trembling, but he ran very fast.
He Wuqing was very depressed at this moment. It was beyond his expectations that this person was so difficult to deal with.
"Senior brother, why don't we move this person?"
Zhenren He shook his head.
"It's not that we are always there. The people you sent have not succeeded and have already alarmed the enemy. The other party would not let him go so easily. At first I just thought that this person could change the secrets of heaven. Now it seems to be more serious than I think."
"What should I do? Could this person be able to control King Ning?"
Zhenren He shook his head and subconsciously glanced at the north.
"I promised that if I want to help the prince ascend the throne, I will do my best. After all, his grandfather, the Liu family, has been kind to the Maoshan faction, and at this moment, the Liu family cannot ignore it.
Before peeking at Tianji, I suddenly found that King Ning was incompatible with Tianji's fate. According to the prompts in Tianji, King Ning at this time had been killed due to defeat and was controlled by the Western Zhou Dynasty. Our Maoshan Sect tried our best to resist and protected the Qinling line.
But now it has changed. After searching for a while, I found that this variable is here. I was careless. If I had predicted the secret of heaven three years ago, it would not have reached this point today. Here are a few outer disciples who are in charge of things in the observation, let's go!"
Chapter completed!