Zhou Wangchao was furious, and Chu Yunqing talked about some of the moves Ye Chengfeng used when he fought against him.

"There is no mysterious art that belongs to our Qingjing Sect." Zhou Wangchao sighed and said: "There are the Qingshen lineage from the North and the witchcraft from the Southern Xinjiang, but if we really want to talk about orthodoxy, isn't it still our Qingjing Sect?

"

Chu Yunqing didn't say anything. What he was thinking about was what Ye Chengfeng said before - no matter what kind of magic it is, as long as it can kill people.

Come to think of it, in the eyes of the other party, the mysterious technique of Qingjing Sect is not as useful as these two in the battle of life and death.

"In any case, Ye Chengfeng learned a lot of tricks in Qin Tian Prison." Chu Yunqing said: "No matter who he learned the art of incarnation from, I couldn't kill him tonight.

, but it made him wary. If he wants to take action again in the future, I'm afraid it won't be easy."

Ai Xiaozhou nodded and said: "The most important thing is that you showed up. It is not difficult to draw a portrait of you. He will definitely investigate."

In other words, Chu Yunqing's situation at this time was no longer safe.

"How about leaving the capital with the old Taoist, studying abroad for a few years and then coming back for revenge?" Zhou Wangchao suggested.

Chu Yunqing glanced at him and smiled, "Maybe Ye Chengfeng's status will be further improved and his cultivation level will be higher by then, but it will be a waste of time."

Zhou Wangchao thought of himself, isn't this the case in the past few years? He stopped talking.

"What are your plans?" Ai Xiaozhou asked.

Chu Yunqing's eyes darkened and he said, "Kill Ye Chengfeng and solve the problem."

Ai Xiaozhou was stunned.

Chu Yunqing pointed at the straw man and said: "Since this art of incarnation is still a straw man now, I think Ye Chengfeng has not yet mastered it. I think even if he separates his spiritual thoughts, his body will not be too far away."

Just as far as possible."

Zhou Wangchao frowned and said: "In fact, the old Taoist doesn't know much about this incarnation technique, but there are bound to be flaws in martial arts or mystical skills in the world. Even if it is to kill three corpses, the spiritual will is incomplete in the early stage, and the distance between the clone and the main body cannot be too large.

Far away, otherwise the spiritual thoughts will lose contact and eventually dissipate."

Ai Xiaozhou's eyes lit up, "So, Ye Chengfeng is actually in Qintian Prison!"

Chu Yunqing nodded and said in a deep voice: "At that time, there were only three or four places with lights on in Qintian Prison, and there were not many people. He should be somewhere among them."

Zhou Wangchao said: "He has a habit of always lighting up a lamp at night, and there should be light all around when sleeping."

"What kind of habit is this?" Ai Xiaozhou asked.

"He's been like this since he was a child." When Zhou Wangchao said this, his voice dropped.

Chu Yunqing also thought of the previous alchemist named Fang Xing. He also said that Ye Chengfeng had such a habit. The room in that class was always as bright as day every night.

Thinking of this, he stood up, moved his fists and feet, and was about to go out.

"Why are you going?" Ai Xiaozhou said quickly: "Don't you want to go now?"

"He must not have thought that I would come back with a counterattack!" Chu Yunqing smiled confidently.

Zhou Wangchao frowned, but still stopped him and said: "You may not have alerted others in your previous fight, but since Ye Chengfeng was broken by you, he must be vigilant. It is very likely that he has already notified the people and strengthened the guard. Even if you were caught by surprise at this time, when you arrive,

The forces we face may be even greater.”

Chu Yunqing shook his head. He touched the small Qingxuan ax in his arms. This time he had already made up his mind to kill this beast.

Ai Xiaozhou saw the determination in his eyes and asked Xiang Wangchao, "Old Taoist, if the clone is destroyed, it must be that the spiritual mind is cut off. Will that affect the main body?"

"Although he has cut out his spiritual thoughts, they are still connected to the main body, just like a kite and a string." Zhou Wangchao affirmed: "He has not yet reached the state of 'spiritual thoughts transformed into seeds'. I am afraid that after this battle, his consciousness will be lost."

Already traumatized.”

Ai Xiaozhou felt relieved.

Chu Yunqing smiled coldly, "This time, I have to kill him in front of his true form."

Ai Xiaozhou was about to speak.

"I can go by myself." Chu Yunqing interrupted and said seriously: "Wait until I come back!"

With that said, he strode away.

Ai Xiaozhou's eyes were filled with panic, and he subconsciously took a few steps to chase after him. However, looking at the figure who used Qing Gong to move away, he knew that he was determined in his heart and had made up his mind.

"He is calculating and will definitely not be reckless." Zhou Wangchao sat down on the chair and said.

Ai Xiaozhou turned around and snorted.

Zhou Wangchao hurriedly said: "Brother Chu is a master of arts and is brave, so he will definitely be fine."

Ai Xiaozhou ignored him.

…

Chu Yunqing came to Qintian Prison.

Observed from the outside, it seems to be no different from when I came here before. I even feel that maybe because it is almost dawn, there are even fewer guards here.

He still climbed over the wall and entered, landing silently and no one was around.

There are still lights on in Qintian Prison. Compared to the last time, there seem to be a few more lights on.

Chu Yunqing thought of what Fang Xing had mentioned before, saying that some alchemists were out drinking tonight.

With this thought in mind, he glanced at the main room in the middle, where he broke into Ye Chengfeng's clone.

The three-story attic over there is still brightly lit, and no change can be seen at all.

The attic door was closed, and I didn't know if anyone had gone in or out.

Chu Yunqing looked at it and suddenly remembered something.

Before, when he was face to face with Ye Chengfeng or that straw man's clone, he remembered that there was a lot of food and wine on the table in front of him.

Can a straw man clone still eat and drink like a normal person?

Chu Yunqing frowned. He had forgotten to ask Zhou Wangchao, but after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable that a straw man could be as good as a real person and that he could eat and drink.

Furthermore, those meals may have been left behind by Ye Chengfeng to confuse the public after he had eaten them.

Or maybe, Ye Chengfeng is in that attic.

Chu Yunqing licked his lips and felt a rare hint of nervousness.

It's not that I'm afraid of Ye Chengfeng, but a kind of expectation for the unknown, a little eager to try, but also a little nervous due to uncertainty.

It's been a long time coming. He thought, and walked to the squad room where Fang Xing was, intending to test the situation first.

…

Fang Xing, or the real Ye Chengfeng, was decoction at this time.

It is hard to believe that the head of the outer sect of Qingjing Sect, a talented alchemist who has not been born for a hundred years, can actually cook medicine by himself, or that he can actually get injured.

But it is true that the spiritual thoughts in the avatar were cut off, causing his soul to be damaged. Although he had taken a lot of pills before, his mind was still feeling heavy.

Ye Chengfeng didn't make any big announcements, call people, or anything else. Instead, he took the medicinal materials from the warehouse and healed his own injuries.

By tomorrow, everyone in Qintian Prison will know that Ye Chengfeng is not here, and they will guess that he must have returned to the sect, but in fact he has not.

Therefore, Ye Chengfeng knew that he did not have much time. He had to use the face-changing method to restore his original appearance during these few days when he was back to his full strength.
Chapter completed!