Chapter 110: Summoning the Soul
There is a high platform in the lobby of Feihuayuan, which used to be a stage for female cultivators to show their personal talents and charm.
Today, Nan Zhengxing's cold body was lying on the platform.
One of Nan Zhengxing's eyes was pierced and exploded, leaving his remaining eye wide open, with the dilated pupil filled with indelible horror and fear.
Nan Pingsong stood in front of the corpse with his hands behind his back. His old face was as calm as water, without any expression.
Nan Pingsong was not tall, had white hair and a face full of wrinkles. Even the gorgeous dark blue robe he was wearing could not hide his old age.
He just stood there quietly, radiating his spiritual aura that was like a mountain pressing down on everyone, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
Liu Feihua, Zhou Ye, Huang Ying, Zhu Qinnan and others in the lobby all had extremely serious expressions.
Li Shuanglin, the deacon of Pegasus Group, also had a gloomy face. Nan Pingsong's dominance made him a little unhappy and also made him feel some pressure.
Nan Pingsong is the elder who teaches martial arts in Lianyun Sect and a great cultivator who has lived for almost three hundred years and has reached the stage of foundation building. He has come in person to stand up for his great-grandson, so this group of cultivators dare not take him lightly.
Moreover, the divine consciousness released by this late-stage foundation-building cultivator completely suppressed all cultivators present. This strong and powerful magic power alone deserves respect!
Gao Xian had the lowest status and could only stand at the back of the crowd. He could actually see Zhou Yuling in front of him, but he didn't dare to look at her any more.
In front of the great foundation-building monk Nan Pingsong, any unnecessary expressions or glances might expose his relationship with Zhou Yuling.
Gao Xian was also a little confused. He clearly had nothing to do with the matter, so why was he called over?
He felt a little nervous, so he behaved more cautiously, fearing that he would reveal his flaws and be caught by Nan Pingsong.
Even if other cultivators did not feel guilty, they would not dare to act presumptuously in front of Nan Pingsong.
The lobby of Feihua Courtyard, which used to be lively and wild with laughter, now became like a mourning hall, with an unusually cold and depressing atmosphere.
The elder who passed on the skills, Nan Pingsong, stared at the corpse for a long time before turning to the crowd and saying, "I'm sorry for wasting your time because of this child's matter."
Nan Pingsong spoke politely, but the look in his old eyes was as cold and sharp as a sword. The cultivators who were swept by his gaze were all startled and their expressions became more solemn and respectful.
Gao Xian even lowered his head and looked obedient and honest.
"Although my great-grandson is useless, he is still my direct descendant and a true descendant of the sect. He was killed, and I must get to the bottom of the matter and avenge him..."
Nan Pingsong said in a slow tone that only an old man can: "You are all important figures in Pegasus. Please come here to be a witness."
Liu Feihua's face was pale. Nan Zhengxing died in Feihua Courtyard, and the murderer disappeared. Naturally, she had to take all the responsibility.
Especially since Nan Pingsong came over personally and gathered everyone to make such a big scene, was he going to kill her in public to establish his authority? The Hehuan Sect's influence spread all over the Nine Continents, and its strength was tens of millions times stronger than that of the Lianyun Sect.
But in a small place like Feimaji, a great cultivator of foundation building is enough to destroy Feihuayuan. No matter how powerful the Hehuan Sect is, it may not stand up for her, a disciple from another sect.
Nan Pingsong didn't look at Liu Feihua. So many people present could be the murderer, but Liu Feihua couldn't be the murderer.
Even if Liu Feihua wanted to kill his great-grandson, he couldn't do it in his own home.
Nan Pingsong said loudly: "Come on, set up the soul-calling formation."
As a great elder who teaches skills, he naturally has many disciples and followers. At his command, the disciples and followers began to set up the magic array.
Incense burners, flags, candles, gourds and other objects were laid out, and many complex runes were drawn on the platform. Finally, seven medium-grade spirit stones were inlaid in various places in the magic circle.
It was the first time for Gao Xian to see someone set up a battle array. He was dazzled, but could not understand anything.
As the magic circle was completed, the brightly lit lobby immediately darkened, and a cold wind whistled from nowhere, like the cry of a ghost.
Gao Xian felt cold all over as if he had fallen into an icy cave. Looking at the others, they all had blue faces and were obviously not feeling well.
He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he did not summon Sister Lan.
The main thing is that he is not afraid in his heart. Even if Nan Pingsong can really summon Nan Zhengxing's soul, it has nothing to do with him! Because of this confidence, Gao Xian can remain calm even though he feels very bad.
The other people had different expressions, but most of them managed to remain calm. After all, they had nothing to do with this matter.
Nan Pingsong, a great foundation-building monk, took in all the subtle expressions and looks of everyone present.
This time, the magic circle he set up was not only a soul-summoning formation, but also contained a soul-shocking formation, which was enough to shock the souls of many Qigong practitioners and make them reveal their true emotions.
If he really had something to hide, he would definitely show something strange under the shock of the magic circle! Even Li Shuanglin, who was at the foundation building stage, would inevitably be shocked by the magic circle without any preparation, revealing some clues and flaws.
Nan Pingsong didn't find anything unusual. He was a little disappointed and relieved. It seemed that this matter had nothing to do with the people in front of him.
It seems like this is really unexpected.
Nan Pingsong walked forward holding the soul-calling banner, chanting the seal and incantation. Suddenly, balls of black gas emerged from the hall and the cold wind became stronger.
A ball of green light slowly condensed in the surging black air. The green light was like a broken mirror, reflecting a series of blurry pictures.
Finally, a hideous woman's face appeared on the green light and froze there.
Many practitioners also understood that this must be Nan Zhengxing's last obsession before his death, which was clearly presented under the soul-summoning spell.
It was obvious that this woman must be the murderer who killed Nan Zhengxing!
After a pause, the green light slowly dissipated, and the hideous face of the woman also disappeared.
Nan Pingsong waved his sleeves, and the gloomy wind and dark air all dissipated, and the hall became bright.
He looked at Liu Feihua and said, "Do you know the woman who appeared at the end?"
Liu Feihua sighed and said, "I know her. She calls herself Hong Gu, and is a casual cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training. I saw that she was pretty and seductive, so I took her in at Feihua Courtyard. I didn't expect that she would dare to murder Young Master Nan. Sigh..."
Liu Feihua was really about to cry. Nan Zhengxing died in her Feihua Courtyard. Now it was confirmed that the murderer was her man. She could not shirk the responsibility in any way.
Nan Pingsong ignored Liu Feihua and said to everyone, "You all have seen the face of the murderer, so please help keep an eye out. If you can catch this woman, I will reward you handsomely."
"Teacher, rest assured, we will do our best."
"This woman is extremely daring. We will definitely cooperate with her to capture her!"
Zhou Ye, Huang Ying, the wine shop owner Lao Li and others expressed their opinions one after another, and the lobby suddenly became lively.
Li Shuanglin also said solemnly: "Elder Nan, I will focus on having someone track down this woman."
Nan Pingsong knew that this group of people were just talking and giving face to him, a great foundation-building cultivator.
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Although Feimaji is not big, Tengshe Mountain is very big. As long as this woman goes into the mountain, even if Yuanying Zhenjun comes, it will be difficult to find her trace.
He nodded and said, "You all took the trouble to come and help. I am very grateful..."
Nan Pingsong said a few polite words and then said, "This child died here, and it is not easy to arrange the funeral. I will not trouble you all, you can go back first."
Hearing this, everyone was very happy, and no one wanted to stay in this unlucky place.
The group of cultivators exchanged a few polite words and then said goodbye and left.
Others could leave, but Zhou Ye, as Nan Pingsong's direct disciple, of course had to stay and help his teacher with chores.
When Liu Feihua saw that everyone had left, she hurried to Nan Pingsong.
Without waiting for Liu Feihua to speak, Nan Pingsong knew what she was going to do. The old man said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Liu, let's talk inside."
Nan Pingsong and Liu Feihua went to the inner room and chatted for a while before Liu Feihua left with a tired face!
Zhou Yuling saw it all clearly from the side.
It is an open secret that Nan Pingsong is greedy for money. If Liu Feihua wants to be safe and sound, she can only spend money to avoid disaster.
Zhou Yuling was just a little curious. She wondered how many spirit stones the great-grandmaster had asked for that could make the wealthy Liu Feihua look as if his body was hollowed out.
After dealing with Liu Feihua, Nan Pingsong called Zhou Ye into the room.
He casually ordered: "After you cremate Zhengxing, just scatter his ashes somewhere."
Zhou Ye was stunned. Even if he was a poor man, he would be buried deep in the grave and have a tombstone erected. After all, Nan Zhengxing was a direct descendant of the Nan family. It was too hasty to deal with him like this.
Nan Pingsong said calmly: "His soul is gone, and his body is just a piece of rotten meat. He died a violent death, so just do whatever you want with him."
"Yes, teacher." Zhou Ye didn't expect the teacher to be so open-minded, and nodded immediately.
"That Gao Xian..."
Nan Pingsong said: "I think he is calm and composed, behaves generously, and is quite sophisticated. He is also talented in alchemy..."
Nan Pingsong knew that the Lujiao Powder and Tiangui Dan refined by Gao Xian were very special, and he benefited greatly from them.
When he saw Gao Xian in person this time, he realized that Gao Xian actually had great potential.
Zhou Ye looked at the teacher in confusion, wondering why the teacher suddenly mentioned Gao Xian.
He felt a little guilty. Did the teacher see that Gao Xian and Ling'er were having an affair? Nan Pingsong didn't care about Zhou Ye. He pondered for a moment and said, "I owe him a little about the last time I talked about the Five Elements Kung Fu.
"In this way, I will give him the status of an outer sect steward. With this status, if Gao Xian wants to learn how to build his foundation, he can just go to the Good Merit Hall to accumulate good merits."
Zhou Ye was greatly surprised. The teacher seemed to be optimistic about Gao Xian and was willing to give him some benefits in advance. This was not easy.
Although the outer sect deacons are just a figurehead and have no power or resources, they are still considered to be members of Lianyun Sect.
With this title, he could enjoy the Lianyun Sect's secret techniques, elixirs, and other resources. This was a great thing for Gao Xian.
"The teacher is so kindhearted and supports the younger generation. It is really a blessing for that kid! I thank the teacher on behalf of that kid."
Zhou Ye was beaming with joy, because he had always been unable to raise his head in front of Gao Xian because of the matter regarding the secret method of foundation building.
This time, he can finally give an explanation!
I'll change the update time to the morning, around 9 or 10 o'clock~ If there is a third update, I'll try to update it in the morning~ (End of this chapter)