Chapter 318: Killing, Evidence and Doubt, Jiu Ru

"Hehe, Lao Yi, you can rest assured on this trip. Master Leopard is not always kind."

Hearing Yi Chen's response, Black Panther stroked his beard and laughed.

"Mr. Bao, would you like to take me with you?" A skinny guy who was a little unfamiliar to the drinkers couldn't help but speak out when he heard this.

"Go, go, go and cool off. We already have enough manpower."

Yi Chen took in the reactions of everyone in the tavern with his mind's eye, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Master Bao, how much gold can we earn at least this time in the mountains?"

"At least this amount." The bearded man held up five fingers and said with a proud smile, "Five hundred taels of gold."

Soon, the smile on the bearded man's face froze.

"Master Bao, if that's the case, advance me three hundred taels of gold, and I, Old Yi, will pay for the drinks at the tavern tonight!"

"Brothers, Lord Leopard is generous!"

Yi Chen put his hand on the bearded man's shoulder and raised the wine glass high. The atmosphere suddenly became lively and the bearded man was held high.

Looking at the drinkers around him who were making a fuss, the bearded man, who felt like he was screwed, had already thought of more than a dozen ways to frame Yi Chen. He reluctantly took out three hundred taels of gold and put it on the table, watching someone showing off with his money.

"Bah, old man, no wonder you are in such a mess. There is no hope for you to reach the state of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation in this lifetime."

If Yi Chen knew what the bearded man was thinking, he would definitely give him a thumbs up to show his approval.

But it was obvious that he was not free now, because he was busy chatting with the graceful Mrs. Zhuo in the tavern.

"Madam, have you ever heard of Jin Ping Mei?"

"No, then what about Xiaolin Guangji?"

The bearded man looked at Yi Chen, who was talking nonsense and acting recklessly in the tavern, and the last burden in his heart was put down.

This kind of old-timer who talks dirty all the time can't have that kind of dirty smell unless he has been immersed in the entertainment industry for decades.

The wool comes from the sheep, so he should use the three hundred taels of gold to buy a coffin for the sheep.

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the magpies fly south.

Yi Chen drunkenly walked into a house with five rooms.

As a cultivator, even a low-level one, his means of making money are far superior to those of ordinary people. At the very least, he would not end up living in a shantytown, let alone do such evil things as the female cultivator next door getting up in the morning to empty the urine bucket to water the trees.

After opening the gate and returning to the room, Yi Chen's eyes instantly became clear.

He opened his hand, revealing a small piece of paper.

"Tigers eat people, people eat people, don't go!"

The note was secretly flicked into Yi Chen's sleeve by the proprietress of the tavern using magic.

No one knew that the fierce proprietress of the tavern was actually a master of Qi refining and spiritual transformation who was close to the realm of true person.

There are always people with discerning vision and people who know how to protect themselves among all walks of life.

The tavern proprietress obviously knew some inside information about the bearded monk.

"Haha, you want to eat me? I'm afraid they don't have such good teeth!"

Yi Chen sneered, and a golden flame rose from his palm, instantly burning the note to ashes.

However, he still appreciated the boss lady's kindness.

On the second day, the sky was clear and the breeze was gentle.

Yi Chen, the bearded monk and two sturdy men in black left East City together.

Looking at Yi Chen's receding back as he passed by, the plump and attractive proprietress in the tavern shook her head slightly.

"Good words can't persuade a damned ghost."

The proprietress looked at the clear blue sky, but felt that a dark cloud had already covered the area of ​​Zeyang City.

In Qinglian Mountain, after walking for dozens of miles, a strange fragrance suddenly came. Yi Chen was stunned at first, and then fell down tactfully.

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Inside the Zhengyang Sect.

Qinghui Palace.

A Taoist priest with a charming and handsome face stood in front of the altar, chanting scriptures for the afterlife.

As a clear chime sounded, a sigh of regret came from under the altar.

"Brother, you keep making mistakes. Even if you recite more sutras for the afterlife, will it be of any use?"

The yellow cloth embroidered with talismans hanging on the altar was uncovered by a big white hand, and under the table was a person in a jar, or rather, a head in a jar.

Yun Yangzi leaned under the altar with a big face and sneered, "Brother, you are still as stupid as before."

"Do you really think that I am heartless?"

"Oh? Isn't that so? Why do you keep repairing bridges and roads and chanting sutras?"

"That's why I say you are stupid, Senior Brother. The reason why my business is so big is because of four words: hypocritical!"

"How else could that person trust us so much? Without giving, there will be no gain. Those idiots can contribute their meager strength to our path, and that is their greatest value!"

Yun Yangzi's voice gradually became higher and higher, and he pounded the altar with his fist, his handsome face full of ferociousness.

"Brother, you don't understand. You have never been to the Zeyang Palace. You don't know how high and how long the stairs are!"

"How am I worse than those people! All I lack is an opportunity, Brother. I'm sparing your life to prove you wrong. I want you to see with your own eyes how I climb to the top step by step!"

"The key to a man's work is to be ruthless and unscrupulous, and not to be soft-hearted. That's why you lost to me in the first place!"

"Just wait and see, Brother, I will bring the Zhengyang Sect to a height you cannot imagine!"

Yun Yangzi's tone gradually calmed down, his expression restrained, and the aura of "Banbujiedao" filled the whole place, causing his robe to flutter slightly in excitement!

At this moment, the door opened with a creak.

A Taoist with a gloomy face pushed the door open and walked in. He was not surprised to see the human head in the altar under the altar. He bowed to Yun Yangzi.

"Master, this batch of human medicine is already on its way to the secret cave in the back mountain."

At this time, at the gate of Zhengyang Sect, on a tall green mountain, dozens of men in black were running wildly on the ridge of the back mountain carrying coffins.

Yi Chen opened his eyes, his eyes full of coldness.

Damn it, in just two days, he was sold three times! Was this Zeyang City called Northern Myanmar before?

I've sold it three times, this time it should finally be the best.

"Okay, get out now, I'll be right there!"

After the Taoist left, Yun Yangzi lowered the curtain and sneered, "Brother, please stay still. I will go check this batch of medicine!"

At this moment, a solitary poem was heard from the foot of the mountain.

"Speak when silent, and be silent when speaking."

“White clouds have no fixed mind, green mountains have strange bones.”

"At midnight the moon moves and the old rabbit pushes away; the tides of all rivers rise and the whales sink!"

It happened so quickly that an old scholar wearing a crown and holding a book in his hand climbed the mountain step by step and came in front of Yun Yangzi in the blink of an eye.

Wherever the old scholar passed by, there were disciples of the Zhengyang Sect with their hands and feet in strange and distorted shapes, and the severity of their injuries varied.

The Taoist with a gloomy face who came to see Yun Yangzi before had blood coming out of all his seven orifices and was shocked to death.

"Confucian Drunken Scholar, greetings to Fellow Daoist Yun Yangzi. Do you have anything to tell me about the disappearance of the cultivators in Zeyang City?"

The old man who called himself a drunkard looked at Yun Yangzi with a cold expression.

After much investigation, he finally determined that the Zhengyang Sect was the key node in the case of the disappearance of monks near Zeyang City.

At this moment, Yun Yangzi looked at the terrifying old man in front of him and couldn't help but feel cold hands and feet.

"Drunkard..."

The sudden outburst of powerful momentum naturally could not be hidden from Yi Chen's perception.

He never expected that someone would disrupt his lurking position, and he was afraid that someone would get there first.

Yi Chen immediately opened the coffin and stood up. After easily defeating the man in black who was carrying the coffin in front of him, he unfolded his domineering body and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

The sudden burst of powerful momentum from the back mountain immediately shocked Jiuru.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"The righteousness of heaven and earth, obey my command, show up!"

A clear light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately used the amazing pupil technique.

I saw a purple-gold figure in the sky rushing towards the top of the mountain.

This figure has a ferocious dragon on his back, and ferocious tigers tattooed on his arms. At his waist is a green bull with red eyes that is grunting and digging the ground, as if trying to hit the sky!

The purple divine patterns all over his body reflected the bright magic light under the moonlight!

"How dare you! I was wondering how a small Zhengyang Sect like you could do such a big thing, but it turns out that the evil thieves from the Demon Sect are backing you up!"

Jiuru's face changed drastically, and without waiting for Yun Yangzi to reply, he used his mid-stage Jie Dao cultivation to full effect in an instant, splitting the book in his hand into four pieces, cutting Yun Yangzi into a human pig. Then the pages floated up and transformed again, fitting onto the old man's body, forming a strange armor covered with characters.

With the blessing of this great power, Jiu Ru's hair and beard stood up, he took off the wine pot at his waist, and blew it out with great power! In an instant, the fire dragon rolled like a wave, sweeping across the sky! The fire dragon rolled back towards Yi Chen with overwhelming power, and Jiu Ru did not forget to roar:

"Watch out, you little devil!"

The fire dragon showed off its power and instantly wrapped up Yi Chen. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel furious!

He was beaten! And he, Daoist Master Yi, didn't even attack first! He was so angry, is this world still reasonable?

What was even more murderous was that Lao Deng kept calling him a demon cub, intending to confuse his mind! Even if Yi Chen knew it was a mistake, he would kill him today!

Amidst the roar, Yi Chen's hair that was ignited by the fire dragon was extinguished instantly! As Ji Yuan roared, his momentum increased, surged, and doubled!

Prejudice in people's hearts is as big as a mountain! As a Taoist priest, it is reasonable for him to use a halberd, and it is also reasonable for him to be a little strong.

The Taoist drew his halberd, and the winds and clouds moved in all directions, trying to reshape the mighty old man's three views.

Sensing the rage in Yi Chen's heart, the halberd tried hard to shine, and with an extremely dazzling light, it tore open the sea of ​​fire.

The Taoist stepped out of the flames of war and fought with the mighty old man.

"Damn it, Taoist Yinlong, stop it, this is a misunderstanding!"

Jiu Ru was a little anxious. After fighting with Yi Chen for several moves, he seemed to remember something and shouted! He took the initiative to remove the book armor.

Can't hear! I think can't hear means can't hear!

Yi Chen's Dao domain unfolded, he put away his halberd, his figure turned into a stream of light, and his body was surrounded by amazing martial virtues! Jiu Ru looked around, and there were oppressive fist shadows everywhere! After a cup of tea! Yi Chen once again hammered the old man into the belly of the mountain, and after beating him like a panda, his expression returned to clarity.

"Oh, fellow Taoist, it's all a misunderstanding. I was so angry just now that I thought you were a thief from the Zhengyang Sect!"

"I never expected that he was a master of Confucianism!"

To give others a taste of their own medicine, Yi Chen transformed into Gusu Murong Chen and began to return the gift.

"I wonder why you recognized me, fellow Taoist? Have you investigated me before?" Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and asked the old man.

"Master Yinlong is overthinking. Your reputation is now well-known. There are only a few masters in the world who can use halberds. Master Yinlong, the Star Lord of Zizai Tian and the most powerful halberd master in the world!"

This old Deng now speaks like a human being, and Master Yi likes to listen to him!

Upon hearing this, Yi Chen generously forgave Jiuru.

Although this person had a hot temper, he knew how to correct his mistakes. After recognizing his identity, he just defended himself and did not fight back. Yi Chen just punched him twice, leaving him with panda eyes.

After greeting each other, the two looked at each other and immediately dug out Yun Yangzi, who was buried in the soil stirred up by the strong wind.

"Fellow Daoist, tell me, I can help you and give you a quick death!"

"Haha, I dare to say, do you dare to touch this person?"

"The person I am trading with is the chief steward of Zeyang City Lord. I think you should understand the information here!"

There was an inexplicable light flashing in Yun Yangzi's eyes, and he looked at Yi Chen and the other person defiantly.

Half an hour later, Yi Chen and Jiu Ru looked at each other, then at the pile of letters and evidence beside them, and both fell silent!

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think we should do about this matter?" An old panda said solemnly to Yi Chen.

"If the person behind this is really the Ming Wang, I think that if a prince breaks the law, he should be punished the same as a commoner!"

"Your words are enough for me, fellow Taoist. However, the Taoist priest is a member of the sect, so let me take charge." The old panda pondered for a while, and finally let out a long sigh.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, to be honest, he admired the strong Taoist in front of him, because someone was on the same path as him, working for the people of the world! He spent a lot of effort to find the Zhengyang Sect.

What Jiuru didn't know was that as long as he took the money, the Taoist priest in front of him would be reliable in doing anything!

"Fellow Daoist Yinlong, this matter involves King Ming after all. Although the evidence we have now points to King Ming's chief steward, we are unable to convict King Ming. How about we discuss this in Youmeng Tower tomorrow?"

Jiu Ru pondered for a moment and immediately made a suggestion.

Yi Chen understood the elegant meaning of the music and instantly grasped Jiuru's intention.

Their surprise attack on Zhengyang Sect today will definitely not be hidden from the person behind the scenes.

But the people behind the scenes could not have imagined how much evidence they had obtained from Yun Yangzi.

Nuclear weapons are always most powerful when they are not launched. Jiuru's suggestion is to shock the enemy with a warning! The people behind the scenes must be mobilized! Only after they are mobilized will they make up for it, and once they make up for it, there will be more loopholes.

Looking at the old scholar with a deep expression, Yi Chen didn't know how much the old man in front of him had mastered, but since things had developed to this point, he might as well play a show with him.

After all, two people are better than Master Yi carrying it alone!

If the person behind the scenes is really the Ming King Qin Ming, for the sake of his safety when he attends the Great Qin Dharma Assembly, he will definitely give up this good reputation!

Of course, he must kill people.

After all, he received payment from Quelong!

The two agreed on a time and then left! The next morning.

Inside the wine shop.

A bearded monk who had made a fortune was drinking morning wine with a hot and plump woman in his arms.

He was in high spirits at this moment!

Just when the bearded monk wanted to have a glass of mellow wine with the beautiful fairy he had spent the night with, an unexpected figure appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Leopard, good morning!"

"you……"

Bang! Yi Chen grabbed the bearded monk's hair with his big hand and threw it to the ground fiercely. The plump female monk immediately let out a sharp scream!

There is still some time before the agreed time at noon, so Yi Chenzi will collect some interest first! An excellent Taoist priest must also be an excellent time management master! This is reasonable!

(End of this chapter)