Chapter 680

Hearing that, the orange cat showed a human-like expression of 'sighing in relief'.

"With the Soul Gathering Pill, my cultivation will be restored in just a few days" the orange cat spoke in human language with a casual tone.

In a place like the capital, it was still very dangerous to not have the ability to protect oneself. You might be discovered by the Royal Court's lackeys, or you might run into someone who was also hiding in the capital.

Is the Soul Gathering Pill really that effective? That's great, if the Daoist priest recovers, I'll be able to privately chat with him in the Earth Tome group … Xu Qi'an was pleasantly surprised, then asked in confusion:

"Since you're both from the Taoist school, why did the Daoist priest still ask for pills from Renzong? Is the Earth Sect not good at pill-making? "

The orange cat went silent for a bit, then answered without much of a tone: "The cost of a Soul Gathering Pill is around a hundred taels of gold. And some medicinal ingredients can't be bought even with money "

It's not that our Earth Sect is bad, it's that Renzong's wealth is inhumane … what a tragic story! Xu Qi'an wanted to laugh, but was too embarrassed to do so.

"Did you find anything today?" The orange cat leapt onto the table and sat down next to the oil lamp, his yellow cat eyes appeared eerie and terrifying in the dim room.

Xu Qi'an explained the information he received from Prince Yu's estate, as well as his own deduction.

The orange cat listened to everything with a serious expression, then instinctively raised his front paw, wanting to lick it, but stopped himself and put it down without batting an eyelid:

"Your analysis is correct. The elopement of Monk Heng Hui and Princess Ping Yang was related to the internal strife of the Royal Court … but I don't understand, if Heng Hui was still alive, why didn't he appear earlier or later, but only after the Sampo Case was over? Furthermore, with his strength and level, he wasn't qualified to participate in the Sampo Case "

Although it was a question, there was no confusion in his eyes.

Xu Qi'an understood and nodded: "He had another force behind him, and I thought that force was the King of Zhenbei … If it wasn't for rebellion, then what was the purpose of releasing the Sealed Artifact? After so long, only Count Ping Yuan was killed … Daoist priest, do you think it was King Yu who released the Sealed Artifact to kill all his enemies? "

"You mean that Princess Ping Yang is already dead, and King Yu is avenging his daughter … that's unlikely. If King Yu knew about this, with his status as a prince, he wouldn't need to go to such extremes" the orange cat shook his head:

"Why do your thoughts always stop at the royal family?"

Xu Qi 'an said dejectedly, "The suspicion on the North Garrison King is getting lighter and lighter. I'm really a troublemaker … sigh."

"King … King … King …" the orange cat King.

"All our previous efforts have been in vain," Xu Qi 'an replied.

The orange cat's expression froze for a bit. "You sure have a nice way of talking"

If not for Heng Hui's appearance and the Sealed Artifact remained dormant, Xu Qi 'an would have retained his suspicions of the North Vanquishing King, believing that he was preparing for a big move.

However, Monk Heng Hui's current actions did not match the style of a Sealed Artifact.

But Xu Qi'an didn't give up on his suspicions. The Sampo Case was still shrouded in mystery, and he could barely see half of it.

However, Xu Qi 'an did not completely give up on his suspicions. The Sang Po case had always been shrouded in mystery, and he could barely see half of it. King Heng Hui's tail swayed as he suggested: "I think you might have made a mistake"

The orange cat lightly swung his tail and offered his opinion: "This humble Daoist feels that you might have made a mistake"

Xu Qi 'an frowned. "What do you mean by that?"

"Be it the North Garrison King or King Glory, they are all members of the royal family. You suspect them because only Emperor Yuan Jing knows about the Sealed Artifact under Sang Po?"

"Both the King of Zhenbei and the Yuanjing Emperor are members of the royal family. You suspect them because only the Yuanjing Emperor knows about the Sealed Artifact under the Sampo?"

The orange cat continued: "Excluding the supervisor and Emperor Yuan Jing, the Buddhists also know"

Xu Qi 'an shook his head. "Buddhism was one of the leaders in the past. After the seal of Sang Po was lifted, Abbot Coiling Tree of the Green Dragon Temple went to the west.

Xu Qi'an shook his head. "The Buddhists were one of the leaders back then. After the seal on Sampo was lifted, the Green Dragon Temple's Abbot Coiling Tree went to the West, which shows how much importance he attached to it"

These two simple words suddenly gave Xu Qi 'an an epiphany.

"I've always thought that the mastermind is a member of the royal family. If it's the Initial Supervisor who was sealed, it makes sense … But if it's not the Initial Supervisor, then it's not just the Yuanjing Emperor, the Supervisor, and the Buddhists who know about the seal on Sampo. There's another force that I've overlooked.

That's the force that the Sealed Artifact belongs to …

Sealed for five hundred years without being destroyed, it's definitely a terrifying top-level Powerhouse. Such a person can't be a rogue cultivator … Could he be a demon? Hmm, this needs to be verified.

Xu Qi'an took out the porcelain bottle, put it next to the orange cat, and said casually, "I saw the Grand Preceptor today. Hmm, he's a bit different from what I imagined."

The orange cat glanced at him. "He's not as sage-like as you think."

When Xu Qi'an was about to nod, the orange cat added, "Maybe he's even more attractive than the girls in the Musical House. You must be drooling over him."

No, no, I just can't help but want to give him a handle … Xu Qi'an realized, "There's really something wrong with her."

At home, there's a beautiful woman like his aunt, a beautiful girl like Lingyue, the lively and cute Chu Caiwei, the charming and affectionate nightclub queen, and the cold and arrogant ice goddess Princess Huaiqing … Xu Qi'an has seen many beauties.

But he's never lost control of his mind, and his mind is always thinking about the color of banana peel.

This can only be the Grand Preceptor's problem.

The orange cat didn't answer directly, but asked back, "Why do you think Renzong is called Renzong? Why does Luo Yuheng want to be the Grand Preceptor? "

After a pause, he continued, "Luo Yuheng is the daughter of the former Renzong Taoist."

Why are you telling me this? Are you implying that I can have sex with that woman? Xu Qi'an smiled on the surface.

"As far as I know, among the three Taoist sects, other than Tenzō, who has no feelings or desires, Renzong and the Earth Sect can all marry normally. Daoist priest, do you have any children? "

The orange cat shook his head. "I thought about it when I was young, but as I grew older, I became less interested in relationships. As for the love between a man and a woman, it's too vulgar. "

It really is vulgar, and not because I have no choice but to soak wolfberries in a thermos flask when I'm middle-aged? Xu Qi'an sighed.

"Daoist priest has already transcended vulgar interests, admirable."

If all the men in the world are like you, I'll be happy … he added in his mind.

…

Late at night, the streets of the inner city were empty. The cold wind blew through the treetops, letting out a mournful howl.

The sound of uniform footsteps could be heard from afar as a group of patrolling guards came from the end of the street. After the massacre of Count Ping Yuan's family last night, the inner city's security had increased by several times.

A black shadow was walking through the inner city. He passed through the streets, seemingly not trying to avoid the patrolling guards, the Imperial Blade Guards, and the Golden Sentinels, but whenever someone's gaze fell on him, they would be blocked by some sort of obstacle. Sometimes it was the walls, sometimes it was the eaves.

Just like that, he arrived at the Ministry of War's Minister of War's manor. Looking up at the plaque, the lower half of his face could be seen through the hood. A wicked purple smile appeared on his lips.

"Who's there?"

It was only now that the guards noticed the black-robed man. While loudly shouting, they also drew their standard sabers.

The black-robed man raised his right arm under the cloak. His bright red skin was protruding with blue veins, like the arm of a devil.

He aimed his palm at the guards, then at the gate, then abruptly clenched his fist.

Boom!

The gate was pulverized, the guards were pulverized, and a shockwave rippled out from the explosion, pulverizing the walls and everything around it.

In the Minister of War's Minister of War's manor, the lamps lit up one after another. Cries of fear and screams could be heard.

The guards in the manor ran towards the gate with their sabers.

There were no more obstacles in front of the black-robed man. He strode into the Minister of War's Minister of War's manor. Under the cloak, his deep black eyes stared coldly at the lights in the manor.

Suddenly, the moment he entered the Minister of War's manor, the scenery around him changed. The black-robed man's face under the cloak turned slightly as he examined his surroundings.

He appeared in a desolate district. The streets were dilapidated, and the surroundings were filled with withered weeds. In the distance, he could vaguely make out a simple house.

This was a desolate area where even the poor couldn't be bothered to come. There were many places like this in the capital, but the capital of Daibun was too large, so places like this were selectively forgotten by the imperial court.

"I've set up a teleportation array in the Minister of War's residence," someone said.

The black-robed man turned around and saw a figure in white standing a hundred feet away. The figure's back was facing him, his hands were behind his back, and his long hair and white robe were fluttering in the wind.

His bearing was outstanding, and it gave people a sense of deja vu.

"Who are you?" the black-robed man asked in a hoarse voice.

"There's actually someone in the capital who doesn't know who I am. Man, you've successfully attracted my attention, "the white-robed man said.

The black-robed man snorted coldly, raised his right arm, and lightly grasped at the white-robed man.

In the explosion of Qi, the white-robed man's figure dissipated like a reflection in water.

"You thought I was there, but I'm actually here." The white-robed man appeared in another direction, his back still facing the black-robed man.

"A fourth-rank warlock?" the black-robed man said in a low voice, and then he sneered, "A mere fourth-rank warlock dares to stop me."

His tone was extremely arrogant, as if he didn't care about high-ranked powerhouses.

"A mere fourth-rank warlock dares to stop me …" The white-robed man muttered a few words in a low voice, and then he praised, "Well said. Very bold words, and they have given me great inspiration."

He paused for a moment, and then said with a smile, "You're just a fourth-rank Warrior. Do you think you're qualified to watch from the sidelines?"

The black-robed man was stunned. He didn't know what the white-robed man meant, but he soon understood. In the east, west, north, and south, there was a night watchman wearing a black uniform and a short cloak with Jinluo embroidered on the chest.

In the east, Jinluo's face was cold and expressionless; in the west, Jinluo was as handsome as a woman, and there was a cold smile at the corner of his mouth; in the north, Jinluo was holding a long sword instead of a standard long saber; in the south, Jinluo's gaze was as sharp as a knife, and there were fine crow's feet at the corner of his eyes.

"Click, click, click …" On the white-robed man's left, rows of continuous crossbows had appeared out of nowhere, and were automatically cocked.

On the right, there were small cannons.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

Arrows and cannons were fired at the same time, concentrating on the black-robed man.

The cannons encountered a transparent air wall and exploded in mid-air, creating a magnificent wave of fire along the air wall.

While the cannons shook the air wall, the talismans carved on the arrows lit up, and they easily penetrated the air wall, shooting toward the black-robed man.

The arrows themselves belonged to a small formation.

The black-robed man didn't panic. He raised his right arm, and the arrows collided with his arm and broke into pieces.

The cloak turned into pieces, revealing the black-robed man's real body. He was a handsome and evil young monk, and his right arm was much thicker than a normal person's, ugly and scary.

"… Copper skin and iron bones?" The white-robed man, who had his back to the others, said in surprise.

At this time, the four Jinluo attacked at the same time. The sharp Spear Will and Sword Will burst out, and they attacked the black-robed man first. Nangong Qianrou and Jiang Lvzhong didn't use weapons, and chose to fight hand-to-hand.

"Buddha said, be merciful." The black-robed man put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha.

The sharp Spear Will and Sword Will hesitated for a moment, and became no longer sharp, but they returned to normal in an instant.

The black-robed man took advantage of this critical moment to slap his right arm continuously, defeating the unavoidable and unstoppable Spear Will and the all-penetrating Sword Will.

Then, he twisted his waist and hit back, colliding with Jiang Lvzhong's unparalleled fist will.

Jiang Lvzhong grunted, and blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth. He staggered backward.

The black-robed man took the opportunity to turn back, and punched Nangong Qianrou's chest. Puff … The short cloak on his back exploded into pieces.

Puff … In the horrifying suction, Nangong Qianrou's face turned pale bit by bit.

Nangong Qianrou's eyes were scarlet, and his handsome face was ferocious. He let out an inhuman roar from his throat, and smashed his head on the black-robed man's face.

The two retreated at the same time, and fought again, unwilling to admit defeat.

Four Warrior and an unknown monster were fighting in the desolate city. Wherever they went, the place turned into ruins.

Qi Ji exploded, setting off a terrible hurricane that swept across a radius of a few miles.

The Warlock in white maintained a distance that was neither too far nor too close to them. In close combat, the Warrior was invincible in the same realm.

The Warlock's battle was naturally more elegant and graceful … The Warlock in white stepped on the ground, and said in a clear voice, "Death from the Earth!"

The formation pattern spread from the soles of his feet, and included the Warrior who was fighting. The ground, which was already full of scars, suddenly shook, and a terrible force condensed.

The Warlock in white stepped on the ground again, and said, "Death from the Heaven!"

Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the night sky, and electric snakes swallowed and spat. Lightning was condensing.

"Death from the Human!"

As the Warlock in white finished speaking, the force of the Heaven, the Earth, and the Human condensed into one, and rushed toward the black-robed man.

It put him in a situation where the whole world was his enemy.

That ferocious and terrible right arm seemed to be stimulated, and woke up on its own. An indescribably terrible pressure exploded, and the protruding blood vessels suddenly lit up.

The handsome and evil monk grinned and clenched his fist.

Boom … The explosion of Qi Ji swallowed everything.