Meng Zhou felt lucky that he did not enter Lu Quan's courtyard rashly.

Who would have thought that Lu Quan would turn waste into treasure and completely integrate erysipelas into the formation of the entire courtyard.

Before its power was truly exerted, Meng Zhou, who stood on the outside and watched the whole process through the moon mirror, did not discover when and where Lu Quan had activated the effect of erysipelas.

Before that, he really didn't expect that this courtyard that he thought he had a clear view of could still hide such a killer move.

Meng Zhou was glad that he was habitually cautious, otherwise, if he was really exposed to it, he would not be able to guarantee that he would be able to completely shield himself from the harm of erysipelas.

Regarding the erysipelas that can pollute the soul, he found that he did not have many means, and he still lacked too much knowledge in the field of the soul - or in other words, for all foundation building, the touch of the soul was only a superficial touch.

And his ability in treatment basically focuses on the two aspects of "jing" and "qi", and has almost no involvement in the "spirit" aspect.

Because of this vigilance in his heart, even the last move was the only one, that is, using the soul-shaking technique to "knock out" the two people. He also lurked tens of meters deep underground, from beginning to end, including collecting

None of the trophies were meant to be shown.

And he only used appropriate strength to "knock out" the two of them with the soul-shaking technique instead of killing them directly, also because he was alert.

Because he heard some rumors that the core disciples of big forces such as Qingxuan Sect and Alchemy Sect could not be killed easily.

Even if you have such an opportunity, never be the one who ends up taking their lives.

Otherwise, they may use some special methods to track you without you even knowing it.

No matter what grudges Qiao Yu and Lu Quan had, Meng Zhou didn't care. He didn't want Lu Quan to die here, but he also didn't want to be responsible for killing another core disciple of the Alchemy Sect.

Therefore, Meng Zhou just used the soul-shaking technique to knock Qiao Yu unconscious, kill him, and leave it to Lu Quan to deal with it himself.

As for what he would do when Lu Quan woke up and found that he had crushed his fellow disciples into bones and dregs with his own hands, that was none of his business.

Meng Zhou took away all the valuable loot, but Meng Zhou did not touch the natal flying sword and let it fall in the courtyard.

Meng Zhou did not put the trophies he harvested into his storage bag, nor did he take them home. Instead, he buried them underground far away from Lujiazhuang and also far away from Zhuangtianzhuang.

Although he was very curious about what was inside, Meng Zhou decided to "isolate" from them for a while.

It's not too late to check again after everything passes.

…

time flies.

In the silent courtyard, the spikes that were circling like a mad dog gradually stopped as Lu Quan's mana dried up.

In the end, he couldn't even maintain his ability to control the air, so he dropped from the air and fell to the ground.

Also due to the depletion of mana, the natal magical weapon could no longer maintain the form of heavy black steel armor and turned into an ordinary black robe, leaving Lu Quan's figure exposed without protection.

Because the two chaotic divine winds have never invaded the sea of ​​consciousness, they are constantly being consumed in the continuous confrontation with the soul-protecting pill, and under the rules of the great world.

Finally, not even the last trace remains.

After persisting for a while, the protective barrier built by the soul-protecting pill outside the consciousness finally dimmed little by little, and finally shattered like a bubble and disappeared without a trace.

I was trapped in the sea of ​​consciousness cautiously, unaware of the changes in the outside world.

Lu Quan, who had long been confused about the passage of time in the outside world, finally reached out his consciousness nervously and urgently, and quickly took over his body again.

The physical feeling of being depleted of mana was not wonderful, but after Lu Quan immediately confirmed that his hands and feet were intact and that he had not suffered any additional trauma, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He immediately took out a high-quality rejuvenation pill and swallowed it, quickly recovering part of his mana.

It wasn't until this moment that he began to seriously explore other issues with a confused and confused look on his face.

Seeing the long nail magic weapon that fell not far away, he had recovered some of his magic power and took a photo of it.

The long nail magic weapon on the ground suddenly returned to his hand. As soon as he grabbed it, the sticky texture quickly brought him back to reality while his thoughts were still a little dazed and confused.

Looking down, his eyes quickly focused on the spikes.

The semi-coagulated blood almost covered the spike.

His pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes turned, and he looked towards the ground where the long nail instrument was. It was not the ground at all, but it was clearly a uniformly laid meat carpet.

Looking again, centering on the place where his body was, there was a large area surrounding it, filled with finely minced bones and meat and semi-coagulated blood.

A strong sense of nausea, accompanied by the strong smell of blood, opened his nostrils savagely.

Lu Quan's expression was blank and sluggish. He lowered his head and saw that the black robe transformed from his natal magic weapon was also stained with semi-solidified blood, and there were also many shreds of meat, minced meat, broken bones, and various kinds of things hanging on it.

Suspicious, finely divided human tissue.

Lu Quan knocked on his empty head and groaned: "What on earth happened?"

Half an hour later, the courtyard became fresh again, no trace of the smell of blood remained, and all suspicious objects disappeared completely.

Even the erysipelas that filled the entire courtyard were quietly collected by Lu Quan.

Lu Quan, who inexplicably escaped the disaster, was not very happy, but was very worried.

He didn't know what was happening in the outside world when his consciousness was protected in the sea of ​​​​consciousness by the soul-protecting pill.

The only thing that was certain was that the self-protection measures used as a last resort had all four of them, including his fellow disciples, minced into mincemeat.

Although it is incredible, it is true.

Lu Quan's consciousness penetrated into his dantian. Deep in his dantian, there was an extremely obscure aura that he could not remove with his current methods.

This aura not only exists deep in the Dantian, but also exists deep in his heart, bone marrow, and brain.

When they become the core disciples of the Alchemy Sect, after a ceremony, they will be implanted with a strange mark by the sect's seniors.

This kind of mark has no other effect, but if you are killed by someone else, then this mark will be deeply implanted in the murderer's body like gangrene attached to the bone.

It can't be avoided, it can't be stopped, it can't be eradicated.

This is a kind of protection, but also a kind of deterrence, which makes people dare not kill people from the Alchemy Sect at will.

But now, this has become the proof that he killed his fellow disciple.

After realizing this, the first thought that arose in Lu Quan's mind was to take the initiative to confess the whole story to the sect.

To be honest, he is the most innocent one and the one who should be comforted by the sect the most.

But soon, he dismissed this idea.

Qiao Yu is dead, died in his hands, this is a fact.

But precisely because he died, many things became unproven, and his one-sided rhetoric could not be completely trusted by the sect.

For example, why did Qiao Yu come to kill him and pay such a high price? There must be a reason. What is the motive?

He couldn't even explain it himself.

Even though he swore and swore, and endorsed his words with heart-to-heart oaths, he still could not completely put the matter to rest, and many troubles would still arise. He would eventually become an outlier among his peers for killing his fellow disciples.

After some struggle, he found that it was safest not to be too fussy, not to talk too much, and to just pretend that this matter had never happened.

For him, it is also the most beneficial.

He believed that no matter what the reasons and motives were, Qiao Yu would definitely do a good job in covering up.

Even if the sect confirmed his death through the life tablet, they would never associate it with himself in the outer realm.

As long as he doesn't say anything, it can be treated as if it never happened.

The only problem is the breath in the body.

If this aura is not eliminated for one day, the hidden danger of this matter will not be eliminated.

And he also thought of a way.

There is no foolproof method in the world, including this kind of strange mark. As a member of his own family, he is well aware of the shortcomings of this method.

First, it will not exist forever. As long as he is willing to put in the effort and keep washing and scrubbing it, with his current ability, he will be able to completely scrape it out of the body in twenty or thirty years.

However, he does not have twenty or thirty years to spend on this.

Moreover, the longer the time goes by, the greater the possibility of exposure. By then, his situation will be worse than if he voluntarily confessed and surrendered.

However, there is another way to speed up the elimination of this breath.

That is to say, more killings are used to cultivate a strong murderous intention and evil spirit from the inside out.

The stronger the murderous intention and evil aura, the faster that aura will be washed away.

He believed that with his ability, as long as he kept doing it, he could completely wear away this aura in as little as one or two years or as long as three to five years.

However, he had no intention of going on a killing spree in the Qingxuan Domain.

Don't say that he doesn't have this idea. Even if he has this idea, he can't really do it. It will only make him fall into another deep pit.

"Evil veins, monster."

His thoughts became clear little by little.

He realized that he had to leave here as soon as possible. Although the possibility was very small, if someone from the sect came again, the situation would not be good.

Before his aura is cleansed, the evil veins filled with monsters are the most suitable place for him to hide.

And his ability is just right for surviving in the dangerous evil veins. As long as he doesn't provoke the third-level demon, his life is basically safe.

And the reason is easy to find. The alchemy monks of the Qingxuan Sect Law Enforcement Hall and the Lihen Cult Demon Master with ulterior motives made him make the decision to abandon the mission and stay away from the Sanchuan Plain. The persuasiveness was enough.
To be continued...