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Star Absorbing Technique! Xuanyuan Yuheng was extremely anxious, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, his footsteps made a whistling sound, and he slapped Sikong Bujui's broad back with both palms.

"boom!"

Sikong Buqiu's powerful Qi swept across his body in an instant, and a sweet feeling surged in his throat. However, his face was ferocious, and instead he strode into the stone door. At the same time, Sikong Buqiu's body flew out of the stone door, fiercely.

He fell hard onto the yellow muddy ground.

"Brother Sikong!" Jiang Chengfeng was fighting fiercely with the old ghost Huangtang. When he saw Sikong Bugui falling to the ground in a miserable state, he exclaimed in disbelief.

With the combination of Sikong Bujie's identity as the master of the stealing sect and the exorcist of Xiangxi's corpses, who among the people present is the rival?

But he was defeated by the faceless man. What kind of cultivation level did this faceless man have?

Everyone present was shocked, looking solemnly at the faceless man who stepped into the stone gate.

The old ghost Huangtang narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a brilliance in his eyes. The Faceless Man made a big promise when he invited him, but the reason why he agreed to the invitation was not because of the big promise, but because of the Faceless Man's cultivation and him.

Similarly, he can first obtain the secret book with the help of the faceless man, and then make a sneak attack to obtain it.

Now that the leader of the Thieving Sect has been defeated, he has to re-examine the Faceless Man, and also has to rethink his cooperation with the Faceless Man.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xuanyuan Yuheng stared at the people fighting outside the stone gate and laughed heartily. He had not laughed like this for many years. Now the "Phaseless Prajna Sutra" is in the coffin in front of him, and he can get it at his fingertips.

How could he not laugh out loud?

Under the anxious eyes of everyone, he pushed open the coffin lid, and the coffin lid made a harsh and dull "w-w-w-" sound as it rubbed.

"Bang!"

The coffin lid fell to the ground, revealing the white bones and broken cassocks inside the coffin. There was no trace of half a book of scriptures.

"Where is the formless prajna?" The smile on Xuanyuan Yuheng's face froze, and his lips trembled as he murmured:

"Where is the formless prajna?"

It must be under the bones! His breathing couldn't help but quicken, and an inexplicable panic arose in his heart. He stretched out his hand towards the bones.

"Death!" A purple-robed figure flew through the crowd and slapped Xuanyuan Yuheng on the chest.

Xuanyuan Yuheng groaned, and wisps of blood suddenly flowed out from under the evil ghost mask. He flew upside down and held his body with one arm on the ground.

The visitor is Ji Wuming, the elder of the Ji family, one of the aristocratic families in the world.

The Ji family is famous for its wandering steps. The reason why Xiangxi's Phantom Step is cut off in the eyes of people in the world is precisely because it was defeated by the Ji family's wandering steps.

It comes and goes without a trace, its steps are hard to find, and its body movements are hard to predict. This is a wandering body.

The Xiangxi Phantom Step can be used by experts to see the flaws and predict the trajectory. For example, the Qianlong Sect's protector Anping has been able to see the flaws several times.

But Ji Jiayou's movement is different. Even if you can see through the flaws, it's difficult to predict its trajectory.

Now, the "Phaseless Prajna Sutra" is mine... Now Ji Wuming is standing in front of the coffin, feeling proud in his heart. He will not bring the Phaseless Prajna Sutra back to the clan. He wants to practice it himself, and then in one fell swoop

Defeat the current head of the Ji family and take the position of leader of the Ji family!

A real man was born in heaven and earth, how could he live in depression for a long time! He was unwilling to be suppressed by the head of the Ji family all the time!

Ji Wuming was stunned for a moment when he saw the bones and cassocks in the coffin. Then he thought of the Faceless Man's previous actions and thought that the Formless Prajna Sutra should be under the broken cassocks and bones.

He reached out with his big hand, and sure enough he touched a stiff object under his cassock, like gold and iron.

Could it be that the secret book is similar to the alchemy book and the iron certificate? The secret method is carved on gold and iron? Ji Wuming's inner thought is also that if it is stored in gold and iron, it can be better preserved in the years.

He took out a hard object. When he saw the object, he was suddenly startled. He saw that the object was a token with fine workmanship and grandeur, with four big characters "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss" flying and phoenixes dancing in the air.

It is indeed a secret book of formless Prajna. Just look at this token and you will know... Hmm? Token, what token? Why is it a token? Qianlong Zaiyuan, isn't this a token of the Qianlong Sect? Why does it appear here?

?Where are the secrets?

Ten thousand questions flashed through Ji Wuming's mind. He quickly picked up the bones and cassocks of the sweeping monk and found that there was nothing else except this token.

Where's the secret book? He didn't notice the anger in Xuanyuan Yuheng's eyes or the figure rushing towards him at all. He was already occupied by doubts.

"boom!"

Xuanyuan Yuheng slapped Ji Wuming's heart with his palm, and the sound of broken chest bones was heard. Ji Wuming took a few steps back, a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth and nose, and he sobbed incoherently.

At the same time, people outside the stone gate also rushed in frantically. They all looked into the coffin. Inside the rotten wooden coffin were only bones and cassocks.

"Hand over the secret book!" There was a roar from the crowd, and two groups of people rushed towards Ji Wuming and Xuanyuan Yuheng.

"There is no secret book!" Xuanyuan Yuheng yelled, trying to defend himself because he had not seen the secret book at all.

The token of the Qianlong Sect fell from Ji Wuming's hand and fell to the ground with a clang. His eyes were blurred and he was supported by the people who gathered around him. Before he died, he stretched out a finger and pointed at Xuanyuan Yuheng tremblingly, as if
Chapter completed!