Old Man Dong really wanted to talk, not a bluff, Li Tianqiu was also eager to talk. Time was pressing. He thought it was a secret conversation between two people, but he did not expect that there was one more person in the tent, a thin old man with a goatee. The man's eyes were bright and restrained. He saw that he was a master of cultivation, but he had never met before.

"Let me introduce it, Mr. Zhong, Li Hao's master." Old Man Dong's expression was solemn, and his tone was not as serious and stiff as he was when he talked before, but it felt particularly heavy.

A short sentence revealed the weight of the other party. Zhong Sanpu was Li Hao's master. I don't know how many generations he was. I think he had a very high seniority. Liuyunguan blood case, the young cultivation team led by Li Hao was destroyed, and even the corpse could not be found. All of them turned into blood. The descendants of the younger generation were cut off, and the old antiques that were escaping the world in the deep mountains of the countryside could no longer hide.

The old man looked at Li Tianqing silently, without saying anything, and had no expression. His gray and black eyes were full of vicissitudes. Apart from hatred, there was no complex emotion. The air in the tent was very dull, and the ubiquitous pressure slowly appeared with the heavy breathing of Old Man Dong, and the air became sticky.

"Haoer said that she met a peerless master before her death. Xiao Dong also told me that you are a good person." Zhong Sanpu finally spoke, but in just one and a half words, there was a smell of medicine.

"Old Dong praised." Li Tianqiu was neither humble nor arrogant, so he pulled a stool and sat opposite the old man. He didn't have to do this, but for Li Hao's sake, he gave the old man the respect he deserved, "If you have any advice, you might as well say it."

"There is no question of advice." The old man snorted coldly, and the tent suddenly shook. It seemed that the small space suddenly felt relieved after being subjected to some invisible pressure. All the furnishings were moved in place, with simple tables, chairs, benches, folding beds, and even Old Man Dong couldn't help but make a mistake. Only Li Tianqiu sat peacefully, as stable as Mount Tai.

I have to say that just by this cold snorting, Li Tianqi could judge this person's cultivation level. This inconspicuous old man has actually reached the peak of the God Transformation Stage. He is the only master he has seen so far who can touch the ascension realm. No wonder he is a little arrogant, and no wonder the awesome old man Dong is also quite concerned about this person. It seems that there are still some real hidden masters in the mortal world, which is a good thing.

Zhong Sanpu narrowed his eyes, "During the death of the bloody crime, I heard that Haoer had a close contact with you, but I wonder how my friend explained this?"

"The normal working connection is very small. I asked him to record the observation of the crack every day and report it to me. The same is true for Feng Jun from Xinglong Mountain." Li Tianqiu said this, and he looked at Old Man Dong intentionally or unintentionally. The other party's expression seemed to have never changed since he came in, and it was still so solemn, like a ripe persimmon wrapped in a thin layer of skin, which could fall to the ground at any time and become scattered. "In addition, I suspect Xiao Yanda has a problem, so through Old Man Dong, please help me follow him."

"Why choose my Haoer?"

“Still reliable.”

"What position do you have? Can you order my Haoer at will?"

The old man seemed rather unreasonable and had no taboos in front of Old Man Dong. However, Old Man Dong, who was slapped in the face, responded to all changes without changing, and was silent and silent, with an extremely strange atmosphere.

"With the old man, is he also concerned about common things?"

"The problem is that my Hao'er is dead."

"Resist the invasion of creatures in another world, and there is a battle at any time, and it is impossible not to die." Li Tianqi finally understood that for the sake of Li Hao, Zhong Sanpu came to trouble Old Man Dong, and Old Man Dong could not afford to offend the other party, so he threw the blame to him without any morality. No wonder he looked like a rotten persimmon. Is this a condition? Or a test?

"It was Hao'er who died."

"What do you want to say?"

"Who will be responsible?"

"How do you take responsibility?"

"Find out the murderer, if I can't find it, I'll look for you."

Facing the old man pressing step by step, Li Tianqiu also narrowed his eyes, "What position do you have? Can you order me at will?"

"In the world, except Hao'er, I am free from worries, but if you are a hundred years old, you can order you!"

Li Tianqiu laughed loudly. His realm was hard to see through, or even not understand at all. According to principles, this is a taboo in the world of cultivation. Not being able to see through the opponent's cultivation often shows a problem. The opponent's cultivation is far higher than you, so you should avoid it. Unexpectedly, the old man was tantrum like a child, and the pain of losing his relatives is understandable, but such a mixture of relying on his seniority is wrong.

In addition, in this life, Li Tianqi is indeed only in his early thirties, but how long has Li Xiu survived after the merger? Thousands of years? Tens of thousands of years, and even he himself has not calculated it seriously. The old man's words made him laugh and cry.

"What are you laughing at?" the old man slapped the table and was furious.

"I laugh at you for being aware of practicing, not asking about the world, not asking about it, but you have to rely on your seniority."

"Random!" Zhong Sanpu snorted coldly before, and released a strong Yuan power to test the depth of Li Tianqiu. Is it as powerful as the legend? As for Li Tianqiu who brags about it, he comes from the gods outside the domain. The old man sneered at it. With his unique status in the world of cultivation, he would not believe it at all. Even if so many creatures in the world of other worlds appeared, the old man would not believe it.

But the test was unexpectedly like a stone sinking into the sea. Zhong Sanpu was a little stunned, but he didn't take it to heart. The cultivation level he just showed was less than one or two of the strength. The little baby could be considered careless, but who knew that his subordinates were merciless, but this boy didn't buy it. He dared to speak rudely. It was unbearable. Then don't blame the old man for his methods.

With the silence of shouting, Zhong Sanpu put down his foot, which was crossing his legs. It seemed to be slow and casual, but when the soles of his feet landed on the ground, it was like a huge rock hitting the wilderness. With a thud, it was extremely dull, and a powerful and terrifying aura was violently spreading, and it was about to tear everything around him.

Old Man Dong changed his color. He didn't expect that Zhong Sanpu had been escaping the world for so long and his liver fire was still so strong. This was a fierce attack from the peak powerhouse of the God Transformation. No one among the practitioners could bear it. Li Tianqiu was too a bastard. Will he die if he let him die? But now it seems too late to regret trashing the blame.

With a thud, the sturdy marching tent collapsed instantly, the strong and durable canvas was torn into countless pieces, and all the items in the tent were destroyed and the earth cracked. Old man Dong did not want to throw out his big fan at the critical moment, but used his master's unique Xuanmu Shield and used his energy to sacrifice a very strong iron-wood shield, but his body was not completely blocked, and his sleeves were shattered from the shoulders. The two snow-white arms were covered with fine bloody holes, which looked like elbows that had just been shaved on the meat stall.

Such a huge noise scared the instructors and guards not far away. Because of why the heavy weapons went off fire, they all seemed to be facing a great enemy. After the strong wind and sand, the strange scene made the nervous people stunned. In the ruined tent, the two were sitting, and there was a squatting in a mess. He was blocking a black sign in front of him, revealing half of his face. It was the shocked and very awkward Old Man Dong.

The two sitting people, on the left, were thin old men with goatee beards, glaring at the person sitting on the right. In fact, there was more horror and confusion in their eyes. Li Tianqing quietly held a disposable cup, as if he had just taken a sip of water. The three-foot floor around him was not damaged at all, or even stained. The thick crack on the ground stopped abruptly at his feet.

"If you have these two tricks, it is better to kill those bloodthirsty creatures in another world. Even if you can't kill Shen Wenyu, you can comfort Li Hao's spirit in the sky." Li Tianqi threw the water cup, slowly stood up, ignored Zhong Sanpu, and turned his attention to Old Man Dong, "I am not a world-destroying theory, but if you don't pay enough attention to the blood clan this time, there will be big problems."

Li Tianqiu floated away without feeling disappointed. He was just a little tired and tired. He said everything he should say and did everything he should do. It seems that it is still difficult to avoid the passive situation of fighting each other, but time probably won't be on Fansheng's side.

"Stop!" Zhong Sanpu shouted.

Li Tianqiu did not stop.

"There is still a serious matter." Old Man Dong shouted.

Li Tianqiu's pace is steady and powerful.

The instructor stopped Li Tianqiu. He didn't know what happened just now, but knew what he had. "I haven't talked about the serious matter yet. Be patient. You know there are always some helpless things, but I heard that the old man is not bad, so I'll understand."

The old case twenty years ago not only involved the secrets of the blood clan, but also a heart disease of the instructor. Li Tianqi finally stopped.

Old Man Dong changed into a tent and changed into a dress. Zhong Sanpu's thin and indifferent face seemed to have a little vitality. After the three of them sat down again, the old man pretended that nothing had happened. Looking at Old Man Dong, there was a slight eye contact between the two, which was very obscure, but under the insight of Li Tianqiu, there was nowhere to hide, and he didn't say anything.

Zhong Sanpu took out a small cloth bag from his arms, which was flat and folded very carefully. He was very careful when he opened it. There was a hand-written copybook that looked like a yellow one. Judging from the black cover, it had been at least hundreds of years.

"This is a record of a ruin by my master, and there are illustrations on it." Zhong Sanpu carefully pushed the booklet in front of Li Tianqiu. His gray and black pupils no longer had any previous emotions, and they were all filled with solemn breath.

Old Man Dong took out a few photos from the file bag at hand and slowly placed them in front of Li Tianxi. "I have compared it repeatedly and it is almost exactly the same as the objects in the illustration."

The photo was taken in Liuyun Temple, which was the very strange triangular conical altar in the corridor. The person who took the photo was of good quality. He took one from several directions and different angles. Under the view frame, he tried to avoid the ubiquitous blood stains.

Li Tianqiu seemed to understand something, and his expression suddenly became solemn. He slowly flipped through the not-so-thick booklet and saw an illustration on the third page. His pupils suddenly shrank. There was a big stone array in the picture, and a triangular cone-shaped altar in the center, with a crack in it.
Chapter completed!