The facts pulled Chen Qiye out of his fantasy, wanting to become a demigod?

Let’s break through to the Four-Yuan Gentleman first!

If you want to become a four-yuan gentleman, hard work and talent are the top priority, but if you don’t have the luck to become a four-yuan gentleman, no matter how hard you work and how talented you are, even if you have outstanding talents and the best in the world, you will never be able to become a four-yuan gentleman.

In fact, Chen Qiye already felt that his cultivation speed had slowed down.

Although he didn't dare to think in that direction, he had already had a cognition in his heart: his path to cultivation would probably stop at the top three-centered gentleman.

Even if he didn't dare to think or was unwilling to think in this direction, Chen Qiye's subconscious mind had already thought of this possibility.

It's just that he doesn't want to admit it.

After being awakened by reality, Chen Qiye sighed. Now the matter is the most important thing now.

"If the Zhetian Sect killed the residents above, why did they do that?"

"I have surveyed five scenes, and each of the five scenes has been broken into blood vessels, and the blood of the dead has completely dried up and flowed into the ground."

"Does the murderer deliberately do this? Is it that he wants to do something witchcraft?" Chen Qiye asked in a low voice.

"Within my knowledge, there are two formations and one spell that requires so much blood."

"The Blood God Array, the Evil God Array, and the Nine Transformations of Spiritual Blood." Wu Chushuo said.

"The function of the formation is to trap and kill, while the function of the spell is to change blood."

"Which type do you think is the most likely?" Wu Chushuo chuckled and threw the question to Chen Qiye.

"Blood change?" Chen Qiye frowned, "How is this blood change method? Why do you need to change it?"

"We believe that there is great power in the blood. If we exchange the blood of a person with good talent for ourselves, then we can inherit that talent."

"That's why there is a saying that blood exchange is changed."

Chen Qiye secretly smacked his lips. What is the Blood Temple researching? Why do you even have this kind of spell?

but……

After listening to Wu Chushuo's explanation, Chen Qiye thought about the five corpses in the scene he had surveyed.

Then, he shook his head and denied the possibility of this spell.

"This is impossible. All the dead are businessmen in the Demon City. Their ability depends on the strength of the medicine piled up. How can we say that there is talent?"

"If they really change their blood, it may not be to improve their talents, but to lower them."

"So there are only two possible ways to form?" Wu Chushuo interrupted and asked at the right time.

To his expectations, Chen Qiye shook his head.

“Especially.”

"Oh?" Wu Chushuo became curious, "Why?"

"I am a master of formation myself. If there is a formation, I can't tell it?" Chen Qiye said in a contemptuous tone.

In terms of strength, he may be a younger brother, but in terms of formation attainments, he claims that he is not inferior to the True Lord of the Sky.

"So confident? Young people are not afraid of the wind blowing their tongues." Wu Chushuo laughed softly, and there was no sarcasm in his tone, just like a joke between friends.

Chen Qiye snorted lightly, "I have obtained the formation inheritance of the leader Yin Jiuxiao, which is not a big deal."

Wu Chushuo had obviously heard of Yin Jiuxiao's name, and he stared at Chen Qiye in surprise.

"I see!"

"If that's not the case, is it possible that the Zhatian Sect wants to hit our Blood Temple?"

Wu Chushuo stroked his chin and said, "Now we are recruiting people and want to expand our influence. I wonder if this is the reason?"

"oh?"

The Blood Temple also wants to expand its influence? Why?

Chen Qiye asked his doubts and the answer he got was "I don't know".

Although Wu Chushuo claimed to be the 13th Deacon of the Blood Temple, he seemed to be a marginal figure. After that, Chen Qiye asked him seven or eight questions one after another, and only two or three of them could answer.

In the end, Zhao Sheng could not bear to see Chen Qiye's aggressive look and stopped him. Otherwise, Chen Qiye would have asked Wu Chushuo as a fool who didn't know anything about it.

Chen Qiye sighed helplessly and looked at Wu Chushuo with some regret.

Zhao Sheng held Chen Qiye's hand and shook his head with amused feeling. A three-yuan gentleman could actually tremble with the top four-yuan gentleman asking. If he said this, he might be regarded as a crazy person.

"All right, what do you think about the hundreds or thousands of residents who died in Tianshi District this time?"

Chen Qiye changed his statement.

"It must be the Zhetian Sect that is framed by us!" Wu Chushuo said conscientiously, and his trembling appearance disappeared, and he replaced it with solemnity.

"If we really take action, blood wouldn't have penetrated into the bed and the ground! We wouldn't allow such wasted things to happen!" Wu Chushuo patted his chest to assure.

Chen Qiye couldn't help rolling his eyes. Why is this guy very proud to talk about this?

Although he felt that his words were a bit terrible, Chen Qiye still wrote it carefully in his mind. If this is true of the practice of the Blood Temple, it seems to be Ores' order?

Thinking of this, Chen Qiye looked up at Wu Chushuo, "Do you really have no doubt that it was your Blood Temple who killed those residents?"

"Of course!" Wu Chushuo said very solemnly: "In our eyes, blood is as important as food. Will you let tens of thousands of kilograms of food be trampled on?"

Chen Qiye thought about it and he really couldn't do such a thing.

"Okay, I believe you for now." Chen Qiye said lightly.

"Do you have anything else to tell me about the Zhatian Sect?" Chen Qiye said lazily, his tone as Wu Chushuo's tone when they first arrived at this place.
Chapter completed!