The second day after Li Chen and Li Sao left Xiangfei Valley.

Nuerzhai suddenly came out in full force with the Secret Order of the Xuanjing Commander.

The entire city lord's palace in Anhou City was surrounded by water.

But anyone who resists will be killed immediately.

A few days later, the imperial edict from the Emperor of Great Zhou arrived.

He Lianchen's eldest son, He Lianbo, was ordered to inherit the position of city lord.

The case will be thoroughly investigated by the Xuanjing Division.

The next day, Zhao committed suicide out of fear of crime.

Anhou City shook up and down.

This incident was like a tsunami, shaking the entire southern Xinjiang.

…

Southern Xinjiang, Ghost Cult.

In the dark secret room, there is an altar.

The altar was lit with green ghost fire.

The surrounding area is gloomy and makes people shudder.

"What?"

"The ghost ant has been cracked?!"

The voice was hoarse, but it came from a ghostly shadow on the altar.

"who is it!"

Venerable Guizhu carefully presented a volume.

"No. 199 on the "Golden Scale List"."

"Sasheng Temple...Yimao Monk...Li Chen!"

"Seshoji?!"

Hearing this name, the ghost figure was in a trance for a few times, with anger already building up in his tone.

Venerable Guizhu, sweating profusely, recounted what had happened.

"Hmph, a ruined temple in decline actually dares to ruin the important things of my ghost sect."

At this point, the ghostly figure tilted and said coldly: "With your strength, even if there are no ghost ants, you won't get nothing."

"Where's what I want?"

Venerable Guizhu showed bitterness on his face. He was fully prepared for this action, but he didn't expect it to fail so completely.

Seeing Lord Guizhu hesitate, a shadow stretched out.

Huh~

A bloody hole opened in Venerable Guizhu's abdomen.

Gurgling blood flowed out.

In this flash of lightning, Venerable Guizhu had no time to react.

He did not dare to resist, so he could only lie on the ground, enduring the severe pain and begging: "Left is a clear mirror, Zuo is a clear mirror.

It’s not that my subordinates are not trying their best, but that there are hidden masters in Xiangfei Valley.”

"Hidden master?!"

"Humph, only that tigress Yuyun is a bit difficult to deal with in the Xiangfei Valley, the others are nothing to worry about."

"Zuo Shi, in fact, besides her, there is another person, the rumored 'wine carving master' Mr. Fen Ji.

At least it’s the peak location, and my subordinates are no match for me.”

Venerable Guizhu is a powerful person in the realm of outdoor scenes, and he is ranked among the best in the entire southern Xinjiang.

He was actually defeated by a reclusive winemaker.

"Strength is greater than yours?!"

Ghost shadows were floating around on the altar, and there seemed to be thoughts in the dark air.

"Fen Ji... Fen Ji... Fen Ji... Fen Ji!"

"It must be you! It must be you!"

"No wonder he suddenly disappeared for so many years."

"No wonder the monks from Shasheng Temple would appear in Xiangfei Valley."

"Sashoji! Sashoji!"

"Loneliness, loneliness!"

The flames on the altar rose.

That ghost looked like it was going crazy.

The sound was erratic, making it difficult to tell where it was coming from.

"It's time to put aside old and new grudges!"

I understand all the new grudges, but I don’t know what the old grudges are.

…

Flying to Luzhou, Zhao family.

Bang~

The finest pieces of your porcelain were shattered in response to the sound.

"Axu...you are doing this to avenge your elder brother!

Big brother hurt you!

Brother, I’m sorry for you!”

Zhao Boduan fell down on the chair as if he had lost his soul, and burst into tears.

After a long time, Zhao Boduan raised his head again, but now he was furious and breathing rapidly.

"I, Zhao Boduan, swear that I will wash the Xiangfei Valley with blood in my lifetime!"

After saying that, his tiger eyes were shining and he asked: "How is my nephew He Lianbi doing now?"

The spy didn't dare to raise his head and said tremblingly: "Now the entire city lord's palace is surrounded.

Our people can’t get in or get out.”

"And...yesterday, people from the Xuanjing Division entered the city."

"who is it?"

"'Qiuhao Mirror' Xu Sanxiao."

Zhao Boduan's eyes widened, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his head.

Behind him is a monk dressed as an aide. He has narrow eyes and a faint smile on his face.

At this time, we are turning to the last page of "Golden Scale List".

"Shasheng Temple, Monk Yimao, Lichen."

"The ghost ants that cracked the ghost cult in Xiangfei Valley..."

"With Princess Shenxiu, cut the bamboo and combine it!"

Seeing the man here, his eyes narrowed and he quickly said to the spy: "You have nothing to do here. You can go down and receive the reward first."

The spies felt like they were being pardoned, so they quickly thanked him and left.

After he walked away, the monk walked to Zhao Boduan's side.

"Master, don't worry too much. Although Xu Sanxiao is powerful, but Prince Liang..."

When he said this, his finger was pointing at the four characters "Bamboo Cutting and Combination".

Zhao Boduan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly regained his energy.

…

Emei Shushan, Qixing Cliff.

Zhaoyang told the story of the trip exactly as it was.

Master Beichen was slightly surprised: "Shasheng Temple?"

"Yes, that little monk has condensed the Buddhist round light, and is now ranked 199th on the "Golden Scale List."
To be continued...