It was already night when Wang Shuo returned to the Black Spirit Gate, and it started to rain again in the gloomy sky.

Wang Shuo's figure kept flickering like a ghost, and soon he arrived in front of Uncle Jin's house.

After knocking on the door, Uncle Jin's voice came from inside: "Who is coming here at this late night?"

"Uncle Jin, I am Wang Yue!"

"Wang Wangyue?"

The door of the room opened, and Uncle Jin appeared at the door, looking at Wang Shuo in disbelief. Wang Shuo smiled slightly, walked in unceremoniously, and closed the door: "Uncle Jin, I don't know about entering the Golden Pavilion.

It doesn’t count!”

Uncle Jin frowned, then relaxed, with a cheerful senior expression: "It's easy to talk, if you want to go someday, just say my name. Where are Jin Quan and them?"

Wang Yue sneered and sat down at the table: "Uncle Jin made a mistake. The Taiyan spider in the cave has reached the eighth level, and we are no match at all!"

Uncle Jin's expression changed: "You mean Jin Quan gave birth to him?"

Wang Shuo poured himself a cup of tea: "May I ask Master Jin, is Jin Quansheng really going to get the Taiyan spider poison? Or does he have other plans?"

Seeing Wang Shuo's disrespectful look, Master Jin's originally cheerful expression immediately turned to anger: "What do you mean, deliberately stirring up trouble? Don't forget the seniority between you and me. Don't think that you are a relative.

The elder’s grandson-in-law can do whatever he wants!”

"What do you mean?" Wang Shuo crushed the teacup in his hand and sneered: "Jin Quansheng and I had an intersection. He wanted to kill me, but as a disciple of Tianlinggen, he didn't dare to do it. Jin Quansheng could just borrow yours.

He called me to hunt down the Taiyan Spider, and as his uncle, you do not hesitate to help him!"

Uncle Jin stopped his anger and sneered instead, and his body's spiritual pressure exploded: "So what? It's a pity that Jin Quansheng is too stupid, and he got himself killed by his own game!"

When Master Jin saw that Wang Shuo had no reaction to his golden elixir level spiritual pressure, he immediately felt strange and vaguely felt that things were not simple.

"Although Master Jin didn't intend to kill me, you helped Jin Quansheng, so you should be an accomplice!" Wang Shuo turned his head and looked at Master Jin, his golden elixir level cultivation clearly revealed.

"You" felt Wang Shuo's spiritual pressure, and Master Jin felt something bad in his heart. Knowing that there was a spy in the Black Spirit Sect, he turned around and was about to escape.

Unexpectedly, Wang Shuo sneered, and Jin Quansheng felt a sharp pain in his head. He immediately rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, and his body couldn't stop twitching.

Wang Shuo stood up slowly: "You deserve it, you deserve it!"

After taking a few steps to stand in front of Uncle Jin, he pierced his abdomen with one hand, pinched his golden elixir with two fingers, and then suddenly took his hand back.

"The early stage of the golden elixir, almost the middle stage of the golden elixir!" Wang Shuo looked at the thing in his hand and sneered, threw it into his mouth, then shook off the blood on his hand, put his foot on the man's chest, and made the golden master

Bo slid along the ground to the corner.

After a meal, Wang Shuo returned to Hongxiu Hall, went up to the third floor and saw Qi Yuhui, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The sound of rain and wind was a natural sound. Wang Shuo fell into a very comfortable sleep listening to this sound. He didn't know how long it took, but when Wang Shuo opened his eyes, the rain had stopped.

He rubbed his eyes and stood up, and saw the unplaced coffee table on the table. He knew that Qi Yuhui had come back, but he saw that he was sleeping soundly, so he didn't disturb him.

Wang Shuo stretched himself and lay in front of the window, looking at the streets below, which were still busy with traffic. Then he raised his head and looked above the canyon, where it was still night.

"It looks like I slept at least the whole day!" Wang Shuo said with a smile.

At this moment, Qi Yuhui pushed the door open and entered the house, and saw Wang Shuo getting up: "I thought you had enlightenment in your dream. You slept for three full days before you got up!"

"Three days?" Wang Shuo blinked, then smiled: "I thought it was just a day's sleep!"

"By the way, the night you came back, Uncle Jin was taken out of the golden elixir and died. Even his nephew Jin Quansheng disappeared!" Qi Yuhui frowned: "Didn't you meet Elder Jin before you left? Well, will you see him when you come back?"

Wang Shuo raised his eyebrows and looked like he had nothing to do with me: "I went directly back to Hongxiu Hall and fell asleep. How could I know there were so many!"

Qi Yuhui nodded: "The murderer must have relied on other people's golden elixirs to improve his cultivation. The sect is tracing the disciples and seniors who practice this kind of technique!"

Wang Shuo rolled his eyes: "There shouldn't be many people practicing this kind of technique!"

"There are so many! It would be troublesome to track them down! What kind of skills are you practicing? I didn't see you use them in the previous fight with Jin Quansheng. You just used your hands to kill him!"

Seeing Qi Yuhui's curiosity, Wang Shuo smiled slightly: "I don't need to tell you!"

Qi Yuhui was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered, and no longer asked about the matter, but sighed: "Grandpa hasn't returned to the clan yet, can something happen?"

Wang Shuo thought in his heart: "It's best to do this, otherwise wouldn't the great gift that Master prepared for me be lost?"

Suddenly Wang Shuo said: "I want to stay in seclusion for a while, but I'm afraid that my brother and sister will have no one to protect them!"

Qi Yuhui glanced at Wang Shuo: "Don't worry and go to retreat, I will support those two!"

Wang Shuo showed a proud smile: "Thank you so much, Miss Qi!"

"I'm not taking care of them for you for nothing. You have to give me something in exchange!" Qi Yuhui said with a smile.

Wang Shuo rolled his eyes: "How about this? How about I find Wang Shuo's portrait for you?"

Qi Yuhui's eyes shone: "Seriously? You actually have a portrait of Wang Shuo?"

Wang Shuo smiled crookedly: "My father once had a relationship with it! Then I'll go get it first!"

Then he opened the door and left in a flash.

The next day, Wang Shuo returned to Hongxiu Hall, but Qi Yuhui was not in the house. Although Wang Shuo and Qi Yuhui lived together on the third floor of Hongxiu Hall, after the two became Taoist monks, only Wang Shuo lived there, and Qi Yuhui usually stayed with him. Together with her good sisters, she would come back to visit Red Sleeve Hall occasionally.

At this time, Qi Yuhui was showing off to her good sisters that Wang Yue wanted to get Wang Shuo's portrait for her, which made the sisters around her sigh.

After feeling that everything was in order, Wang Shuo went to the depths of the Black Lingmen Canyon, opened a cave and set up restrictions.

Speaking of which, this was Wang Shuo's first serious retreat. The last time he was forced to retreat underground in the Heavenly Lady's Kingdom for 60 years was still fresh in his memory.

After Wang Shuo sat down cross-legged, he took out the magic sail magic weapon of the Black Spirit Poison Fire Cultivation Technique and the large cauldron he found in an unknown dead man's gourd.

"After practicing this poisonous fire, you will be able to take the next step mentioned by the master. You must speed up!"

When Qi Yuhui arrived at the third floor of the Red Sleeve Hall, he didn't see Wang Shuo. He felt disappointed for a while, but when his eyes fell on the scroll, he happily stepped forward to open it.

A lifelike white-haired man appeared in front of his eyes, which immediately captured Qi Yuhui's soul: "How handsome! Take it to show to the sisters!"

Then he pushed open the door and quickly disappeared into the street.
Chapter completed!