Fifteen miles away, a stag was lying on a large spider, thrusting its hips and sprinting.
The big spider tilted its round buttocks, held its head with its four front paws, and grunted, "I have come out of the swamp and haven't reached Maharaja Mountain yet. It has been seven times along the way. I don't understand, Yuyang, where are you from?"
Such a strong idea?"
The stag gasped and said, "My dear little Pansi, don't you like it? You still have the energy to complain. It seems that I have to use the third level of skills."
The big spider smiled charmingly and said, "I like it! I can't do it anymore. I really have no strength. I remembered a poem, the waiter... um... lifted up the fragile and feeble, it is the time when the new... kindness... favor."
The Buck asked, "What are you talking about? What are you talking about? What are you talking about? What are you doing by scolding people?"
The big spider secretly cursed, "Vulgar! But this tool is really useful."
These two are the Immortal Linglu Yuyang and the Immortal Spiritual Spider Pansi.
After Pansi Daxian encountered the murder on a rainy night, he gradually understood and felt very frightened, so he planned to fly away. In short, he must leave Shangluo Mountain, or even leave Shaanxi.
She first traveled hundreds of miles north in one breath. She felt deeply that the north was too lonely and her life was very cold. Moreover, she did not have her favorite "Junshan Notes" to read. After half a month, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she simply
She had the courage to go south. She didn't dare to go back to Shangluo Mountain, so she simply came to Songfan, where she had been going back and forth many times.
Pansi Immortal and Yuyang Immortal have known each other for a long time, but Pansi Immortal has always kept a straight face, and Yuyang Immortal has never succeeded, and can only secretly covet. At this moment, Pansi Immortal is homeless, so he simply goes to look for Yuyang.
Immortal. One is a homeless girl, and the other is a wealthy man with a house. After they met, they both gave in and got into a ball.
Yesterday, Immortal Yuyang received a letter from Taoist Nangui, which was an order from Fairy Toad Palace, the Heavenly Supervisor of Dajun Mountain Cave, asking him to come to Dajun Mountain to pay homage to Zhao Xingxing. Immortal Yuyang did not dare to neglect, so he brought him along just in time to see Xinyi
Pansi Daxian from the "Junshan Notes" issue is coming towards Maharaja Mountain.
However, the two demons who had just gotten together were in their prime. In less than 200 miles, they rolled seven times in a row and are still on the road with two cultivation tools.
When they were refining happily, the two demons looked up to the sky at the same time, and saw a ray of light flying from the sky, directly hitting the place where the two were refining their weapons.
The two demons were startled. The Great Immortal Pansi twisted her round hips desperately to get out, and shouted, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, quickly, quickly!"
Immortal Yuyang shouted, "You little goblin, just take it now. I'll wait until this great immortal sweeps this thing away, and I'll make you feel so comfortable until you die!"
Immediately, Immortal Yuyang took two steps back and shook his waist. The magic weapon he had been practicing for a long time suddenly grew in size and rose to a height of seven or eight feet. Like a mountain, it swept up against the incoming brilliance.
There was an explosion, and the light was hit by Immortal Yuyang's huge magic weapon on the spot, and flew back along the same trajectory.
Zhao Ran had just chased him a few steps when he saw the wave of light surrounding his opponent flying back from the sky and hitting him three feet away, creating a six-foot-deep pit on the ground. He looked into the pit again.
By that time, the waves had dispersed, and wisps of green smoke were rising. The whole body of the person he was fighting with had fallen apart, and he was piled in the pit like a puddle of mud. His human form could no longer be distinguished.
Zhao Ran found a Buddhism magic weapon Zen staff from the storage ring, reached into the pit, and picked out the scattered body. He couldn't see the way out anyway, and could only vaguely make out the clothes full of blood and flesh.
It seems to be a gray bottom robe.
The man in gray died under the Yang Mountain? Could it be this person he was talking about? But there is no mountain here, so what is going on? Zhao Ran was puzzled.
There was a skin bag hanging on the body of the dead body. Zhao Ran took it out and spent a moment breaking in. He found that it was an ordinary storage magic weapon, which was similar to the small storage magic weapon the teacher gave him. The space was not large.
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I poured out all the contents of the storage bag. Inside was a pile of scattered gold ingots and silver nuggets, estimated to be only a hundred and eighty taels. In addition, there was a short knife, a gold box, and a bunch of other things.
There are dozens of talismans of various colors ranging from the first to the fourth level. In addition, there are several bottles of heart-nourishing pills and other elixirs that can replenish mana and restore the spirit.
I searched and searched, but couldn't find anything that could identify this guy.
Why did this person want to kill Renduo Aqi? Zhao Ran began to think about this problem and returned to the felt bag to search carefully, but there was no clue either.
Could it be that he came to kill me? But why didn't he take action first when he went in? What's more, he didn't plan to come over in the first place. Judging from the development of today's events, it obviously had nothing to do with him.
Looking at the corpses of Uncle Aqi and his wife, Zhao Ran couldn't help but sigh, dug a hole on the spot, and buried the old couple hastily. Later, he still had to inform the Ren family and ask Baozhong to come and relocate the remains of the old man.
That's it.
Thinking that such an honest herdsman had been killed, and thinking that not long ago he had a conversation with the old man about the development prospects of Hongyuan, Zhao Ran felt a burst of sadness in his heart.
Collect that guy's things first. Look at the quality. The short knife is a high-level magic weapon, but it doesn't have any markings. And those talismans, especially the three fourth-level magic talismans among them, are worth a lot, but I don't know about the gold box.
What kind of object is it? It's a pity that killing people and seizing treasures can't be done in the world ruled by Taoism, let alone involving murder.
After finding a bag, he packed the murderer's scraps of meat and threw them into a storage bag. Zhao Ran set off and finally made it back to Maharaja Mountain in the evening.
Zhao Ran first came to Wenqing Valley and gave instructions to the layman Kun Dao who was the deacon outside the valley, saying that he wanted Zheng Yutong to come out to meet him. Kun Dao also knew that most of the affairs of the Zongsheng Pavilion were handled by the second-generation junior brother of Lou Guan in front of him.
After all, he didn't dare to let him wait outside the valley like before, so he quickly invited Zhao Ran into the valley and sat in the pavilion to serve tea.
While Zhao Ran was sipping the honey tea made by the Taoists of Qingqing Valley, he was thinking about what happened this evening. He once again wondered why the dignified Master Jindan wanted to kill two ordinary mortal old people. Or was it the target?
Is it really me? But if it were him, why would he go to Uncle Archie's house to kill people again? If he hadn't suddenly decided to go there and have a rest, the two of them would never have met at all.
At the same time, what gave him a huge headache was that the death of the golden elixir murderer was because he used the plum blossoms to count, or was it really a coincidence that he died because he broke it?
Starting from the beginning to clarify the context, he accidentally tripped over a stone, so he divined and divined the result of the murderer's death under the Yangshan Mountain. Then he thought of going to Uncle Archi's house to temporarily avoid the bloody disaster, so he discovered the murderer.
Kill someone, and then kill him. From this, if you don't have a divination, you will not cause the death of the murderer, so there is no divination result?
Or maybe the murderer was actually destined to die, but he accidentally broke through and changed his way of death. Instead of dying under the Yangshan Mountain, he died in front of himself?
The logical relationship here is really confusing...
In addition, Zhao Ran also thought of a question, what was the talisman used by the murderer to escape? In the talisman Taoist book he had read, there seemed to be no record of the relevant spell-casting characteristics. If only he knew about it, he would definitely learn it.
It's truly amazing to be able to find a way out of your own illusionary formation and break out of it.
However, this talisman also seems to have a weakness, that is, it does not choose the direction when escaping, and there is a certain probability of flying back to the original place. Therefore, when refining, it is necessary to start from the principles of the rune and strive to make some improvements.