"boom!"
With a burst of momentum, Qinglong suddenly kicked towards Shi Lei.
"Qinglong! You..."
Facing Qinglong's sudden attack, Shi Lei's face looked a little ugly.
He didn't expect that Qinglong would attack him directly for no reason at this time.
Feeling the terrifying spiritual power contained in Qinglong's kick, Shi Lei did not hesitate to use his unique salt-frying skills that he had acquired over the years.
"Iron Sand Palm!"
"boom!"
As their feet touched, a figure suddenly flew out and crashed to the ground.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Shi Lei's face turned pale in an instant.
"Jinyiwei, Qinglong!"
Shi Lei gritted his teeth and uttered a few words in a cold tone.
"If you dare to stare at me like that again, I will make sure you can't leave this door."
Qinglong's tone was calm, but everyone present could feel the terrifying murderous intent emanating from him.
Facing the late Grandmaster Qinglong, Shi Lei silently lowered his head and decisively admitted defeat.
A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. Jinyiwei, let’s wait and see.
"Qinglong, it seems that investigating the Beggars' Sect is my mission."
Sikong Xun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qinglong with an unfriendly look.
"Sikong Xun, come if you have the guts. When have I ever been afraid of you, the Six Gates?"
Qinglong's eyes were equally unfriendly. He had long wanted to beat up these guys from the Six Gates.
“…”
"Old monk, what are you waiting for? Hurry and get started!"
Faced with a troublemaker like Qinglong, Sikong Xun could only silently choose to change the subject.
“…”
"Amitabha!"
"Junior Brother Qingdan!"
He glanced at Sikong Xun speechlessly, chanted a Buddhist name, and looked at his junior brother.
"Yes, Brother Abbot!"
Qingdan bowed respectfully to Qingxin and turned his gaze to Hong Tianqi.
"Amitabha!"
"Master Hong, I'm sorry."
Qingdan bowed slightly to Hong Tianqi, and suddenly grabbed Hong Tianqi with his right hand.
His consciousness moved slightly, and the spiritual power in Qingdan's body flowed along Hong Tianqi's left hand into his body.
He frowned slightly, a look of confusion appearing on his innocent face.
"Junior Brother Qingdan, how is it?"
Looking at Qingdan who was silent, Qingxin couldn't help but ask.
"Amitabha!"
Hearing his senior brother's question, Qingdan chanted the Buddha's name again and replied respectfully, "Reporting to Senior Brother Abbot, I have not found any trace of the golden elixir in Donor Hong's dantian."
"So, the one who killed our Shaolin Temple's core disciples wasn't Donor Hong, but someone else?"
Qingxin frowned slightly. He carefully observed the palm injuries suffered by the core disciple.
Although the person who attacked had some traces of concealment, based on his martial arts attainments, it can be confirmed that those were indeed the traces left by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
"Amitabha!"
"Donor Hong, I, the Zen sect, have wronged you. I will send someone to deliver the elixir to you later. I hope you will forgive me."
Since there is no evidence, Qingxin can only admit defeat.
However, Qingxin had no intention of giving up.
"Donor Hong, I have some bad news for you. I can be sure that the murderer must have used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."
"So, if this wasn't done by Donor Hong..."
Qingxin hadn't finished speaking, but everyone present knew what he wanted to say next.
"Master Qingxin, are you saying that someone has secretly learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the inherited and unique skill of our Beggars' Sect?"
Hong Tianqi's face looked a little ugly. If the Beggar Gang's unique skills were leaked, he would definitely be the sinner of the Beggar Gang for thousands of years.
"Amitabha, that's all I have to say. Junior Brother Qingdan, let's go!"
After leaving a thorn in Hong Tianqi's heart, Qingxin prepared to take Qingdan away.
"etc!"
Two sudden voices made Qingxin stop.
"Amitabha!"
"Master Sikong, Brother Zhao, what else do you two need?"
Sikong Xun and Zhao Yi looked at each other strangely at the same time, guessing each other's intentions.
"Let me speak first."
In the end, it was Zhao Yi who spoke first.
Although Zhao Yi didn't know the purpose of Sikong Xun's sudden words, he didn't forget the purpose of his coming here.
"Tianwu Continent, martial arts flourished, and there were many rare items."
“Although there aren’t many techniques and treasures that can hide one’s own cultivation, there are still many that can be found.”
"I heard that all the valuable items in the rooms of the high-ranking officials who were assassinated this time, as well as the storage rings they carried with them, disappeared."
"Obviously, this is a typical case of murder for money."
"It's well known that the Beggars' Sect is very poor, but take a good look at the decorations of this mansion. I'm afraid it couldn't be achieved with just a little bit of gold."
"Therefore, I suggest sending someone to thoroughly search this Beggar Gang mansion."
"Even if a leopard dies, its skin remains. If this was done by Gang Leader Hong, we'll definitely be able to find some clues."
"If the death of our Qingyi Clan's Grand Elder is indeed unrelated to the Beggars' Sect, then our Qingyi Clan is willing to compensate Gang Leader Hong for his loss of reputation with thirty Spirit Crystals."
Zhao Yi had a smile on his face, which made people feel good at first sight.
However, in Hong Tianqi's eyes, this smile looked like a monstrous monster with a bloody mouth, which made him shudder.
"Ahem, my meaning is similar to that of Brother Zhao, so I won't say any more."
"If the search is complete and it's proven that the Beggars' Sect has nothing to do with this incident, I, Sikong Xun, can also pay out of my own pocket to compensate the Beggars' Sect with twenty Spirit Crystals. How do you think that is?"
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