She is good at concealing murderous intentions, and she is also particularly sensitive to murderous intentions. When a faint hint of murderous intent flashes away, she thinks it is Chu Li.
The so-called mutual jealousy may be because he feels threatened.
Chu Li sighed: "Since Mr. Bao can deduce the secrets of heaven, let's calculate Zhou Yong's whereabouts first."
"This is natural." Bao Cheng nodded: "Since the Wuxiang Sword is on Zhou Yong's body, it is natural to figure out Zhou Yong's whereabouts first."
Song Manyin could see through Chu Li's thoughts at a glance, but she didn't reveal it.
She also wanted to see how capable Bao Cheng, who had long been famous, was, and whether she could figure out that Zhou Yong had already been executed.
Bao Cheng picked up two pieces of underwear, massaged them gently twice, closed his eyes and started to move his fingers. A strange breath fell from the void, slowly falling, lingering around him.
Chu Li nodded secretly, this Bao Cheng is really quite capable and is indeed proficient in the art of deduction.
After a while, Bao Cheng opened his eyes, looked first at Chu Li, then at Song Manyin, and said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Song, congratulations, Zhou Yong is no longer alive and has been killed!"
"Senior Brother Zhou's life or death is a trivial matter, the key is the Wuxiang Dao." Song Manyin said: "Has Mr. Bao found the Wuxiang Dao?"
"I'm afraid it won't work with just this sword." Bao Cheng shook his head: "If you have nothing to rely on, it's best to have the traces left by the Wuxiang sword."
"That's only my injury." Song Manyin said: "I was severely injured by the Wuxiang Sword, and the sword's energy is still there."
Bao Cheng hesitated for a moment, then thought about it and said, "You can give it a try!"
Song Manyin looked at Chu Li with a smile: "Master Li, what about you? Do you want to try it too?"
Chu Li waved his hand: "I'll just forget it. I'll do it. If I get nothing, I won't waste my efforts anymore."
"With the sword energy of the Wuxiang Sword, maybe the calculation will be more accurate." Song Manyin said.
Chu Li shook his head.
Song Manyin looked at him deeply and smiled: "Does Young Master Li really not want to get the Wuxiang Sword?"
Chu Li said: "I don't practice flying knives, so what's the use of this phaseless sword!"
"You can exchange for the instant light sword." Song Manyin pursed her lips and smiled.
Chu Li chuckled: "Can I exchange a Heavenly Sword Token for the Instant Light Sword?"
"...That's okay." Song Manyin hesitated for a moment, then finally hummed.
Chu Li chuckled twice and said no more.
Song Manyin glanced at him and then looked at Bao Cheng: "Mr. Bao, please—!"
Her bare hands were like jade, and she gently lifted it to Bao Cheng.
Bao Cheng also extended his hand.
Song Manyin held his wrist and penetrated with a knife force.
"Poof!" Bao Cheng flew backwards, fell ten steps away, and landed heavily on the corridor.
This was because Song Manyin had tried her best to control the strength of the knife, otherwise Bao Cheng would have been killed in one blow.
Bao Cheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sat down cross-legged, motionless with his hands in a seal, and slowly closed his eyes looking at the sky.
Chu Li sighed and said, "This Mr. Bao is really quite capable."
"It shouldn't be difficult to calculate that Senior Brother Zhou is dead," Song Manyin said.
She didn't fully believe in Bao Cheng. She heard what she heard and saw what she saw. She had seen Chu Li's power with her own eyes, but she couldn't find the Wuxiang Sword. It was hard to say whether Bao Cheng could find it.
Chu Li said: "Isn't Mr. Bao's derivation master from the Lanxing Sect?"
"Xuankong City." Song Manyin said: "The other branch is good at deduction, but Lanxing Sect is an explicit sect, while Xuankong City is a hidden sect. It is almost unknown to the world, and its disciples hardly ever live in the world."
Chu Li nodded lightly: "Xuankong City..."
He now has a deep understanding of the martial arts in this world. He has heard the legend of Xuankong City, but it was already ten thousand years ago. It seems that he has been hiding in the world for ten thousand years, so he thought it was a legend.
"Xuankong is a mirror technique." Chu Li sighed and said, "Mysteries are endless."
"Xuankong is a mirror, and heaven and earth are lakes." Song Manyin said: "People in the world are like fish. Looking at the fish in the lake in the mirror is like looking at the patterns on the palm. Everything is in the eyes. The deduction skills of Xuankong City are not inferior to those of Lanxing Sect.
, it’s a pity that the rules are too big, resulting in few disciples.”
Chu Li said: "Yes..."
His original murderous intention has dissipated, and Xuan Kong City cannot be offended for the time being.
Even though he possesses the Flying Star Technique and clairvoyance, he doesn't dare to say that he can defeat Xuankong City. He often plots secretly without knowing it, and is always on tenterhooks, unable to defend himself.
But he suddenly felt a little worried, wondering whether his arrangement could withstand the derivation of the secret.
"Poof!" Bao Cheng suddenly spurted blood and his body shook like a sieve.
He opened his eyes and shook his head helplessly.
"Mr. Bao!" Song Manyin hurriedly stepped forward and said with concern: "Is it okay?"
"It's no big deal." Bao Cheng waved his hand and said with a solemn expression: "Song Zong is mainly disappointed because he failed to figure out the location of the Wuxiang Sword!"
"Oh——?" Song Manyin stared at him curiously with bright eyes.
Bao Cheng shook his head, stood up with difficulty holding on to the railing, wiped the corners of his mouth, looked at the blood on his hands, and said with a wry smile: "What a Wuxiang Knife!"
"Mr. Bao!" Song Manyin said angrily, "Come and tell me!"
"Alas..." Bao Cheng said: "This knife involves too much, the secrets are unpredictable, it looks like a mess, it takes too much energy."
Chu Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
I chose that natural formation place in vain. The Wuxiang Sword was hidden within that formation, and the secrets of heaven could not be deduced. It seemed that the Xuan Kong Mirror could not spy on it. If one had clairvoyance, he might not be able to see it.
This is because he was cautious and arranged in advance to prevent Song Manyin from using this method.
"Is there really nothing I can do?" Song Manyin frowned.
She stared at Bao Cheng closely, half convinced.
Bao Chengruo figured it out but deliberately pretended not to figure it out. Afterwards, he secretly found it and found it. There was nothing he could do.
She sighed softly and said: "I originally found a secret stone to exchange with Mr. Bao, but now I'm afraid..."
Chu Li's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at Bao Cheng.
To ordinary people, the Secret Stone is just an ordinary stone, useless, but to those who practice the art of deduction, it is a supreme treasure, which can increase the power of the art of deduction by several points.
Sometimes just a tiny bit can make the difference between life and death.
But the Tianji Stone is extremely rare, and even if ordinary people see it, they can't distinguish it and just regard it as an ordinary stone.
This Tianji stone is no different from ordinary stones. It has no fixed appearance. Some may be a pebble, some may be a bluestone, and some may be a small stone.
Therefore, obtaining the Heavenly Secret Stone is purely luck. There is no other way. You can't get it even if you ask hard. For those who practice the art of deduction, this Heavenly Secret Stone is ten times, a hundred times and countless times more precious than the Wuxiang Knife.
Song Manyin said: "Mr. Bao, I can only say I'm sorry."
"Wait a minute!" Bao Cheng said in a deep voice: "Since Sect Leader Song shows such sincerity, I have no choice but to fight tooth and nail."
Song Manyin smiled and said, "Is there anything else Mr. Bao can do?"
"Let's give it a try!" Bao Cheng nodded slowly and carefully took out a small box from his arms. After opening it, there was a small piece of purple wood inside, about the size of a little finger.
"This is the secret insect." Bao Cheng said: "Can you help me!"
"Thank you, Mr. Bao!" Song Manyin smiled.
Bao Cheng gently took out the Tianji Insect and wiped it on one side. Suddenly a thin smoke floated out, curling up and exuding a strange fragrance. Chu Li's eyes suddenly fell into a trance.