As soon as the elder of Wanbao Pavilion died, it confirmed that there was indeed a problem with the injury treatment pill in Wanbao Pavilion. This is definitely not a injury treatment pill but a deadly pill. [y]

The relatives of the deceased were immediately in anger and rushed to Wanbao Pavilion, threatening to demolish the unscrupulous store of Wanbao Pavilion and avenge the dead relatives.

Just when the chaos outside was in chaos, there was movement inside the Wanbao Pavilion. A monk exuding endless momentum came out of the Wanbao Pavilion, and his body exuded a sense of pressure intentionally or unintentionally, covering everyone on the venue.

Feeling this powerful pressure, the monks who were clamoring were quiet. They knew that this time they must be a person with the final say, and maybe they could solve this problem well.

"Everyone, please be careful not to be impatient!" The monk's sharp eyes were like two daggers with cold light, stabbing everyone.

"I am Zhao Qilin, the deacon of the Cultivator Alliance. This happened in Wanbao Pavilion. On behalf of the Cultivator Alliance, I will give you a satisfactory answer. However, before the matter is confirmed, please calm down. If this kind of trouble continues, there will be no good results, and it will be even more unfavorable to the matter." Zhao Qilin's tone was still favoring Wanbao Pavilion.

"The matter is already very clear. You are still favoring Wanbao Pavilion. What is your intention? Is this the attitude of your Cultivator Alliance?" The monk who stabbed the elder was not afraid of this monk at all, and he made a questioning voice to him.

"Who are you?" Zhao Qilin pretended not to know who he was, but in fact he had already clearly known that this monk was one of the deceased's relatives.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is how your Cultivator Alliance handles this matter. If we don't give a satisfactory reply, I will set fire to this black-hearted Wanbao Pavilion!" The monk said word by word with his heart gritted his teeth, showing his grief and anger deep in his heart because of the loss of his loved ones.

"My fellow Taoist should not be angry first. The matter needs further confirmation. Our Cultivator Alliance will not let anyone do such a thing, but it must also be strictly confirmed. You cannot make a conclusion in a hurry. What do you think?" Zhao Qilin asked.

"Okay, I want to see how you confirmed it. I dare to confirm it in public. To be honest, the fact that Wanbao Pavilion can do such a thing is obviously inseparable from the support of the Cultivator Alliance behind it. If you don't confirm it in public, we are really worried." The monk was completely disappointed with Wanbao Pavilion and the Cultivator Alliance.

"Yes, let's confirm here, we're not at ease." Everyone followed and said.

Zhao Qilin smiled slightly, "I'm just thinking that, someone else!"

With his whisper, a monk walked out of Wanbao Pavilion.

"Deacon Zhao!"

"Well, you can verify here what the cause of these people's death is, and then verify whether there is any problem with the injury treatment pill sold in Wanbao Pavilion.

The monk agreed and started working immediately.

He held several special bone needles in his hand and stabbed them into various parts of the deceased's body. Then he pulled them out and found that the originally fair bone needles had turned black and dark.

Wipe off the black on the bone needle, and then check the dead and verify it. Each dead person has the same change.

"Report to Deacon Zhao, these people died of a very poison." The monk said to Deacon Zhao.

"Go and check the pill inside." Zhao Qilin ordered.

The monk immediately entered Wanbao Pavilion and saw him coming out soon after, his face looked a little bad.

"Deacon Zhao, all those elixirs carry the same toxins." The monk responsible for verifying the elixir reported.

Zhao Qilin's face suddenly became extremely ugly, "Have you tested other elixirs?"

"All the pills sold inside carry this toxin." The monk said with a serious expression.

A series of changes occurred on Zhao Qilin's face, which became extremely ugly.

"Who is responsible for refining these elixirs?" Zhao Qilin asked.

A person in charge of Wanbao Pavilion came out quickly, "Reported to the deacon, these pills were purchased."

"Why are all acquired? Our own alchemists?" Zhao Qilin's expression was very serious.

"Report to the master, Elder Wang is responsible for all this acquisition."

Elder Wang is the dead guy just now.

"It is said that the purchase price of these elixirs is much cheaper than that we refine ourselves, so we bought so many at once."

Zhao Qilin immediately knew the trick. What is the low price? It is clearly because Elder Wang has gained huge benefits from it.

"Then our alchemists were all dead at that time, so I don't know how to test it." Zhao Qilin was really angry this time. This was a danger of destroying Wanbao Pavilion.

"Sir, you can't blame the alchemists in Wanbao Pavilion this time. Apart from my special bone needle, they cannot detect the toxins in the pills." said the monk who verified the toxins.

The fact is as he said. The alchemist in Wanbao Pavilion also verified the pills and found that there was no problem. The quality of these pills was even a little stronger than those refined by Wanbao Pavilion.

The bone needle in the hands of this monk who verified the toxin is also a magic weapon, which can verify various toxins.

"How about it? Since it has been confirmed that the pills sold to us by Wanbao Pavilion are poisons, what should you do?" The cultivator who made the most fuss asked Zhao Qilin.

"Don't worry, the Cultivator Alliance will definitely give you an explanation for this matter, and will find the real murderer. You also heard that Wanbao Pavilion is also a victim. This time we will never let this guy who is secretly bad." Zhao Qilin didn't dare to be too fierce to others, because they are the real victims.

"I can't care so much. I don't care whoever harms you. I just know that my elder brother will die because he bought the injury treatment pill from your Wanbao Pavilion. This matter is not just forgot about it." said the monk.

"Yes, let's settle the accounts with the Wanbao Pavilion and the Cultivator Alliance." All the relatives of the deceased yelled.

Zhao Qilin also felt that this matter was difficult to deal with. It was obviously too impossible to find a monk who secretly sold poison to Wanbao Pavilion. How could he show up after selling the poison? Maybe this was a conspiracy specifically targeting Wanbao Pavilion. He needed to report to the senior management and wait for the senior management's decision. He could not make any guarantee here.

"Immediately put away all the pills and send a message to the monks who bought pills as much as possible, asking them to return the pills they purchased so as not to hurt more innocent people." This is the only thing Zhao Qilin could decide.

And just then, someone came out of the crowd.

"You are the manager of the Cultivator Alliance." The visitor asked Zhao Qilin.

"Well, I am Zhao Qilin, the deacon of the Cultivator Alliance, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Qilin's heart was a little hung up now. He was afraid that someone would die because of the pills. After all, the Cultivator Alliance did not want to make things worse.

"Look, this is the magic weapon sold by Wanbao Pavilion, a subordinate of your Cultivator Alliance." The monk threw out a magic weapon casually.

"Do!" The magic weapon was thrown at Zhao Qilin's feet.

Zhao Qilin waved his hand and called the magic weapon into his hand. This was a sword, but at this time there were obvious cracks on the sword, like a spider, spreading throughout the sword body, densely packed.

"What's going on, tell me." Zhao Qilin's head was so big that the problem of elixirs had not been solved yet, so there was another problem of magic weapons. What was wrong with Wanbao Pavilion?

"I bought a sword from Wanbao Pavilion a few days ago. It was used by a cultivator in the Soul Refining Stage. Who would have thought that this sword has not been used yet. It has become what it is now after being idle in my house for less than five days. I hope you Wanbao Pavilion will give you an explanation." The monk said.

A sword from the Soul Refining Stage was completely destroyed in less than five days and turned into a piece of scrap iron. It is impossible to accept anyone's body.

"Look at my magic weapon, that's the same." A monk came out of the crowd and handed Zhao Qilin a jade seal, which was covered with turtle patterns, and was completely destroyed.

However, before the matter was finished, hundreds of cultivators appeared, throwing all the magic weapons in their hands in front of Zhao Qilin. Each magic weapon showed many broken patterns and would immediately turn into scrap iron or something.

"What's going on with these magic weapons?" Zhao Qilin shouted to the Wanbao Pavilion manager behind him.

"Sir, these magic weapons were basically purchased a few days ago and then sold."

The manager was sweating all over his head. After this incident, his status would definitely not be preserved. If his head was still there, it would be a great luck.

"How many such magic weapons are there?" Zhao Qilin asked.

A monk hurriedly ran in and counted it, and soon came to report with a ugly expression.

"Sir, all the more than 5,000 magic weapons are like this."

Zhao Qilin's face turned green, all five thousand magic weapons were scrapped, and the manager of Wanbao Pavilion could die.

But before the matter ended, a voice roared: "What's going on in your Wanbao Pavilion? Are you all short of money and you're going to die? You can't harm people like this."

A figure rushed from a distance.

Oh my God, Zhao Qilin didn't dare to imagine what else was going to happen.

A burly monk came to the gate of Wanbao Pavilion and threw a talisman formation at Zhao Qilin's feet.

"Look, this is the invisible talisman sold by your Wanbao Pavilion. What a fucking invisible talisman. Please hide it for me and let me see." The burly monk stood up and looked up, and he was not a good person at first sight.

A monk from Wanbao Pavilion picked up the invisibility talisman and applied it to him casually, but there was no change. Even he himself understood that he had not hidden his body.

More and more monks came, and various magic weapons and talisman arrays were thrown at the door of Wanbao Pavilion.

All the magic weapons are covered with turtle patterns, and the talisman array is also a piece of waste paper.
Chapter completed!