"The ones who appear in a place like this should be high-ranking members of the sect."
Liang Yan restrained his breath, and while leaning towards the attic, he also used the Hun Hun Gong to the extreme. As his six senses increased, he only heard the voice of a middle-aged man laughing:
"My dear nephew, this is the first time we meet. Do you still like my 'Ten Thousand Treasures Cave'?"
"Senior, you are so humble. It is not just eye-catching, it is an eye-opener. There are many treasures here that make me excited when I see them!"
"Hahaha!"
The two of them laughed in the room, but Liang Yan's heart skipped a beat and a strange look appeared on his face.
"It's him!"
As if he had discovered something interesting, Liang Yan smiled slightly, then released a ray of consciousness from his body and quietly watched the people in the room.
As soon as he reached his spiritual consciousness, he saw two monks sitting in the room. One of them was wearing a blue robe, with a white face and no beard. He looked like a middle-aged man in his forties.
The other person was a young man, about 20 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although he was always polite at the moment, there was an arrogant look on the corners of his mouth and eyebrows.
The two of them were polite in the room, and then the middle-aged man in blue robe asked again: "My nephew has traveled thousands of miles to come to a remote place like ours in the Five Kingdoms of Nanchui, but what is his important mission?
"
"It's not an important mission." The young man waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm not here just because of my good-for-nothing sister!"
"Murong Xuewei?" The middle-aged man in blue robe frowned and asked.
"Hey, that's right!"
"Wasn't she demoted here by the Murong family? What! Even a dead fish can turn around one day?" The middle-aged man in blue robe raised his voice a little higher.
After hearing this, the young man sighed softly and said: "That bitch's father has made great progress recently for some unknown reason, and he has also been recognized by the old lady. There are signs of regaining power."
"What!" The middle-aged man in blue robe slapped the table and shouted loudly: "Murong Xuewei was demoted to Nanchui by his family back then. He was originally going to come to our Tomb of the Dead to serve as an elder. I am of your lineage.
That's why you turned her away! It's only been a few years now, and you're actually telling me that this little girl's father is going to become powerful?"
"Senior Yuwen, please be patient!" The young man calmly picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip, and continued: "Isn't it that I, Murong Wenqin, came here to solve this problem?"
The middle-aged man in blue robe gradually calmed down after hearing this, then narrowed his eyes and asked: "How to solve it?"
"Death without evidence!"
"No!" The middle-aged man in blue robe shook his head without thinking: "How can the descendants of the Murong family be killed at will? Besides, her father has just gained power, and the old lady must be concerned about it. If I kill her, the old lady will
Your magical power will not be able to detect my head? If this matter can be handled so easily, I don’t think you will keep her until now."
What the man in blue robe said was categorical. Unexpectedly, Murong Wenqin laughed loudly after hearing this and said, "I have heard for a long time that Yu Wenshou is cautious in his actions. When I saw him today, he is indeed as timid as a mouse!"
"you!"
Seeing this junior in the Qi training stage pretending to be pretentious in front of him, Yu Wenshou could only clench his fists with both hands and endure it with a livid complexion.
"Actually, seniors don't have to be so afraid." Murong Wenqin laughed for a while and then continued: "Although the old lady has great cultivation, she can't be considered to be the best in the world. In fact, in the final analysis, the reason why she can know these younger generations of the Murong family
His whereabouts depend only on the clan’s life soul lamp.”
Yu Wenshou's expression changed and he asked, "What do you mean by my nephew's words?"
"Haha, senior, why are you pretending to be confused with me? Isn't there a treasure in your dead man's tomb that can cover up the fluctuations of a person's life and soul?"
"What! Are you paying attention to the 'Blood Corpse Cauldron'!" Yu Wenshou screamed: "Absolutely not! That is the treasure of our sect. If there is anything wrong, I will be responsible for the tomb owner's questioning in the future.
Sorry!"
Murong Wenqin's expression did not change, but she just smiled lightly and said: "Haha, you are afraid of the tomb owner's questioning, but you are not afraid of my father's anger? What's more, it was you who took advantage of the tomb owner's seclusion and made the decision without authorization to exclude Murong Xuewei.
, if this matter is exposed, you, Yu Wenshou, will be the first to die!"
Yu Wenshou was choked by what he said, and there was even more regret in his eyes.
"Actually, you don't have to make such a fuss." Murong Wenqin said while the iron was hot: "We are just borrowing the sect's secret treasure and will return it after use. The owner of the tomb is still in seclusion. As one of the three guardians, as long as you keep it secret,
Who would know? What’s more, after this thing is completed, I can still make the decision and add 30% to the benefits my father promised you!"
"This" Yu Wenshou rolled his eyes and seemed to be moving again.
"Senior Yuwen, this matter should be done sooner rather than later! As far as I know, the tomb owner is about to leave seclusion, and we must complete this matter before the tomb owner comes out. As long as Murong Xuewei is killed, there will be a 'Blood Corpse Cauldron' to suppress it
Her life soul is fluctuating, so the old lady can't find it on us. After we use it, we will return the 'Blood Corpse Cauldron', and everything will be as usual!"
Yu Wenshou was silent for a long time after hearing this, and finally sighed leisurely and said: "Okay, I will go and plan this matter. But you have to promise me that the 'Blood Corpse Cauldron' must be kept by me personally and returned immediately after use, otherwise
I cannot bear the anger of the tomb owner."
When Murong Wenqin saw that he agreed, she immediately smiled and said: "Easy to say, easy to say. After all, I don't want to get into trouble. As long as I get rid of Murong Xuewei, everyone will be happy!"
"Then it's settled. I'll let my nephew rest in the guest room for a few days. I'll let you know when I make the arrangements." Yu Wenshou said.
"Okay, I'll take my leave now, junior!"
"No!"
With a creak, the wooden door of the attic was pushed open, and Murong Wenqin's handsome figure walked out. He waved the folding fan in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face.
After he walked out of Yu Wenshou's room, no one came to guide him, but he walked out of the cave on his own.
Although Murong Wenqin was not a disciple of the Tomb of the Dead, he seemed to be quite familiar with this area. At this moment, he was alone, turning left and right in various passages, and finally came to a closed stone room.
There was a young monk standing outside the stone chamber. When he saw Murong Wenqin approaching, he immediately bowed and saluted:
"Greetings, young master!"
"No gift!"
Murong Wenqin waved his hand, fired another magic spell at the door of the stone chamber, and then walked into the stone chamber alone.
However, just when he turned around to close the door of the stone chamber and turned around again, he found that there was an extra person in the originally empty stone chamber!
This man, who was less than twenty years old, was wearing gray clothes and had a sharp sword at his waist. He was sitting at the table, pouring water into a teacup leisurely.
