Lord of Deception

After confirming that the general direction was indeed related to Wenjun, Yu Ziqing immediately closed his eyes and stopped looking.

Because after watching Hajime's Stone Wall last time, I was inspired by the magic and contacted the wig white water egg.

This time, there is a great possibility that something similar will happen.

Yu Ziqing just looked at the material of the stone slab. It was unknown and unknown, but the texture was harder than black iron, and the edges were rounded, but edges and corners could still be seen in some places.

After countless years, the edges and corners have still not been completely smoothed away.

If you want to engrave words on it, it is not something that ordinary people can do.

Yu Ziqing put it away and continued to wait quietly.

After waiting for a month, no news about Wenjun came out.

In other words, Wenjun's name has not been officially discovered yet.

He is like Hajime in the past. Everyone knows that there is such a person who started the way of refining gods, but they don't know who it is or the details.

Today's Wenjun is almost in the same state. Only those who have seen the complete memorial text know the word Wenjun.

Some people know, but more information and more things carrying information are buried.

This time, the new No. 10 has made a great contribution.

If the new No. 10 hadn't promptly updated the information, he wouldn't have known that the wig white water egg might have arrived.

From the moment he got the black slate, he would definitely start looking at it without hesitation.

At that time, I will have a distance contact with the wig white water egg.

The two of them were on the same piece of land, and the guy might be able to lock onto him directly.

Even if he knew that after this guy arrived, his strength would definitely be less than tenth level, Yu Ziqing didn't want him to know.

Even if he might have to confront him, Yu Ziqing didn't want to confront him in this capacity.

Just like Yu Ziqing didn't want outsiders to know the current situation of Dacheng and his identity in Dacheng.

It would be particularly troublesome anyway.

Therefore, the winery plan, on the surface, seems to have less and less effect as time goes by and things develop.

But a little inadvertent piece of information could save him from falling into the wrong hands.

The follow-up must continue, and the traitor must continue to develop.

Isn't it possible that No. 1 could have guessed that all the information was leaked by that painting-skinned idiot last time?

Then continue to develop the traitor until all the people around him are traitors.

From the people who are investigating, to the people who are doing the work, to the people being investigated, everyone is a traitor.

Then there would be no traitor.

Yu Ziqing attracted profiteers and hungry ghosts.

"Where did that stone slab come from? How did it come from?"

The profiteers and hungry ghosts are already prepared.

"I got it from a person who came to buy it. He couldn't understand what it said, but he knew the material was excellent.

I originally wanted to sell it to Li Huoyuan, and it should be able to sell it at a high price.

But last time I mentioned that if you have any weird things, you can bring them.

In order to get more demonic materials from us and maintain his current status, he sold the slate to me at a low price.

I found out clearly that it was dug out of an abandoned cave.

And I also sent people to take a look at it. It was the tomb of an ancient powerful man.

The cave had undergone tremendous changes a long time ago. Coupled with the erosion of time, all the protection was destroyed and all valuable things were dug away.

It is indeed not artificially arranged and sent to us on purpose. "

Yu Ziqing nodded and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If someone could deliver it directly to him, it would prove that someone was already eyeing Jin Lanshan, maybe he was already eyeing him.

“Well, if you have similar things in the future, try to collect as much as possible, don’t be afraid of spending money.

Lose a hundred or a thousand, as long as one of them is valuable, it is a blood gain.

It is even said that the above information is valuable, so no matter how much you lose, you have to do it.

Do you understand? "

"Young man, I understand that where money should be spent, it must be spent on death." The profiteer and hungry ghost agreed with a smile and responded.

Of course he understood that Yu Ziqing had always been worried that he was too profiteer, and worried that he would give up his life rather than his wealth.

But those who can be profiteers don't understand that unprofitable business is often the most important.

These things are also the foundation of a profitable business.

Let the profiteers and hungry ghosts go away, and Yu Ziqing is here to think about it.

The stone slab, roughly equal to the stone wall, is a key introduction.

Regardless of whether someone sent this thing to him intentionally or not, he must prepare as if it was intentional.

He had read the memorial text before and read it twice, bursting into tears.

If he gets the slate about Wenjun, there is no way he will not read it.

As long as you look at it, 80% of it will lead to changes.

If he doesn't look at it, he may be suspected of bringing it upon himself.

It's quite a dilemma.

Once the introduction is there, someone must open it.

After thinking about it, Yu Ziqing quietly went out.

It's better to be cautious.

Yu Ziqing hurriedly walked from time to time to reduce his traces. He went all the way south, quietly entered the abyss of the mountains, and came to the edge of the cave.

Yu Ziqing sat on the edge of the cave and threw down some wine from Daduishun.

"Brother, have a taste of this fine wine that has experienced the precipitation of time. Drink a little less."

In the darkness, there is a gem floating next to Ju Lao's eyes. Together with Ju Lao, he is listening to Yu Gui and learning about the outside world.

Seeing the wine fall, the giant took a sip and immediately laughed.

“It smells a bit familiar.

Guess what this little guy is throwing again this time.

He regards my place as a place to throw garbage.

However, it is quite appropriate. There is quite a lot of garbage here. "

Sure enough, a black stone slab fell down the next moment, and Yu Ziqing's voice also floated down.

"Brother, there is something related to Wenjun. It should be the introduction to Wenjun's name being dug up again.

Moreover, that faceless guy might have already arrived.

I probably can't beat him. This guy is too insidious and hides information very well.

I was really scared, what if I was tricked to death.

Just give this thing to big brother. "

"Hahaha..." The giant man laughed so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes.

The gem on the side was also trembling slightly, as if it was laughing non-stop.

Fear?

Damn it, there is no one more audacious than this guy.

As soon as the giant heard this, he knew that he was driving a person who didn't have much sense of time into a hurry.

Anxious to come in person and kill him.

Now this little guy is trying to trick people.

The giant was unimpressed and glanced at the gem.

"Your old rival has arrived in person. Do you want to kill him once?"

"Oh, you're right. Your current strength is really rubbish. If you go there, you will die."

"Then is there anything you need to tell the little guy?"

"Okay, I'll tell him for you."

"Hey, how do you know that this little guy can't kill him completely? I don't think it's impossible."

"You have just regained some consciousness. I'm afraid you don't know that the biggest change in these years was caused by him."

"I found an opportunity and beat up the Heavenly Demon King and Jiu Nian King. He also killed the Earth Demon Lord, tricked the Qi Yin King, and even took away one of the Qi Yin King's arms. Can you do that?"

"No? No, why are you forcing yourself here?"

Evil Lord shut himself up on the spot and said nothing more. The giant man would not save face for him.

If you can slap him in the face on the spot, you will definitely not spit on his face.

The black slate floated in front of the giant man. Looking at the familiar words on it, he could directly recognize it.

The giant man sighed.

“This is history written with fate.

After so many years, the loss of history and the loss of anchor points is really serious.

They have long seen what will happen in the distant future, and have made preparations in advance, leaving behind a fire.

I am indeed far inferior to them, but unfortunately, they are all dead, but a useless thing like me is still alive.

No matter what, since I have the chance to meet and see it, then it is my turn to light this fire. "

The giant man's eyes suddenly lit up with brilliance, illuminating the darkness.

On the black stone slab, the past recorded appeared before his eyes.

A man in robes with a warm smile on his face, with his hands clasped in his arms, seemed to be blooming with brilliance, with his head held high and his chest held high, walking ahead to light up the road ahead.

Wherever he passed, sparks of fire were ignited in the darkness and turned into torches, illuminating the surroundings.

Then more flames lit up, connecting bit by bit, allowing the flame to continue to pass on.

So far, there is always light, illuminating the darkness.

This is the obsession with inheritance that is engraved in the blood of the human race.

It ensures that when the brightest torch slowly goes out and disappears, there will always be a new torch to continue to light up the way forward and illuminate the darkness.

Whether it is intense or weak, at least it can be guaranteed that it will never return to that dark age again.

Wenjun put his hands in his sleeves, opened his mouth and spat out the first fire.

Even if he dies, the fire will never go out again.

The giant man directly glimpsed the essence. He closed the divine light in his eyes and waited quietly.

The next moment, a smile appeared in his eyes.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a big mouth, grinning.

There is an inexplicable force that is trying to erase everything about Wenjun.

…

A smile appeared on Tao Jiajie's lips.

The wait finally came and I caught the fish.

He closed his eyes and used the part that had descended and the body standing on the edge of the cliff of nothingness to sense together.

The next moment, two huge cracks were torn apart in the void on the edge of the cliff. After the cracks opened, a pair of huge, cold eyes appeared.

In the void, something seemed to be twisting, and big hands kept appearing.

But the next moment, a bigger, invisible hand directly grabbed the giant hand that had chased Yu Ziqing and squeezed it casually.

Then one could see that in the formless giant hand, the terrifying power was compressed and solidified, constantly collapsing, like a big sun suddenly being ignited.

Then it collapsed in a very short period of time, and finally turned into nothingness.

The invisible giant hand crossed the void and became smaller and smaller. When it finally reached the edge of the cliff, it had reduced to less than one foot.

And the hand that is less than one foot is enough to hold the wig white water egg in the palm of the hand.

The body of the wigged white water egg was forcibly squeezed into a ball, constantly collapsed and shattered, and was forcibly annihilated.

Then it appeared out of nothing and continued to complete the process of annihilation.

After being killed dozens of times in a row, the invisible giant hand dissipated.

During the whole process, the wig was white-watered, without screaming or resisting, but just quietly enduring it all.

When the giant hand dissipated, those eyes looked at the right hand with the white water egg in the wig turning into a withered bone, and let out a long sigh.

"It's really disgusting."

His power far exceeds Yu Ziqing's who knows how many times.

Even if he finally took advantage of the opportunity, he directly locked its body.

Still can't kill this wig white water egg.

The real damage caused by killing him dozens of times is not as good as one beating from Yu Ziqing.

The giant man's eyes disappeared, and the white-haired wig still stood quietly on the edge of the cliff.

The sleeve of his right arm cracked and part of it fell off. Originally, only one hand was covered with dead bones, but now, the range of dead bones has expanded to cover the entire forearm.

He looked down at his arms and remained silent.

The damage caused last time has become his biggest flaw.

He didn't dare to move or even resist, because he was afraid that the ruthless man would discover this biggest flaw.

As long as that person discovers this, that person will definitely kill him thousands or tens of thousands of times at any cost.

When will you grind him to death, and when will it end?

What a terrible guy. How could that guy be so strong?

Pure combat power is almost invincible.

Why isn't he dead yet? Why isn't he dead yet?

Why has he lived for so long and not died yet?

Why can't I survive him?

Wig Bai Shuidan had intense emotional fluctuations in his heart, and faces began to appear on his smooth and innocent face, all of them extremely ferocious.

He was beaten by the guide, but he didn't even break his defense.

Now he is like a little chicken being held in someone's hand and killed dozens of times in one breath.

This feeling of complete powerlessness directly made him break his defense.

He wasn't afraid before because this kind of pure combat power couldn't kill him at all.

Now he is really scared, because he has a huge flaw, and there is really a slight possibility that he will be crushed to death by this pure power.

He wanted to give it up, continue to hide, continue to wait.

Waiting for when I can beat that monster to death.

But as soon as he saw his right hand, he didn't dare to wait anymore.

He was afraid that if he kept waiting, another monster would appear and kill him completely.

Forget about one monster, you can slowly kill that monster.

But if another monster appeared, he might not even have a chance to survive.

This is a calamity that cannot be avoided or evaded, we can only face it head on.

The newcomer who might grow into a monster must be killed as soon as possible and completely.

Only in this way can we see if there is a chance to restore ourselves to perfection.

He didn't know how the ruthless man caught the opportunity that he let go.

But it doesn't matter anymore, that ruthless man does have this ability.

He wants to search again.

…

Yu Ziqing sat on the edge of the cave, drinking tea and eating snacks, waiting quietly.

After a moment, a black shadow flew up from below and fell into Yu Ziqing's arms.

It was the black stone slab that Yu Ziqing threw down.

Yu Ziqing was slightly startled.

Eh?

what's the situation?

Can the things that were thrown down be thrown up again by the giant?

At this time, the giant man's words rang in his mind.

"Take it away, you don't have to worry now, you will run into trouble if you look at the records in it.

Just go ahead and find everything about Wenjun.

Take this thing out and let everyone know about it.

His name and everything should not be buried. "

Yu Ziqing could tell that the giant man seemed to be in a bad mood. After saying this, he stopped paying attention to him.

Yu Ziqing was silent for a moment and began to read the content on the slate.

Just like the stone wall he encountered last time, as he began to examine the contents, the source of the earth in his mind shook slightly.

Everything around him changed.

It still starts with children.

A child is practicing the Dharma.

A book of True Meaning Dharma Door, with various symbols recorded in a mess, and Yu Ziqing did not recognize those symbols.

As the child practiced, he realized that in the beginning, there was no such thing as runes.

The key point of the method is actually the true meaning, and the symbols are just things that carry the true meaning.

It's just that when a powerful Qi practitioner enters the true meaning book, he follows the symbols written by instinct.

Without their true meaning, those symbols are nothing and have no effect.

Most of the time, there is only one monk, who gives step-by-step instructions and uses his own strength to guide the newcomers to move their Qi.

One with one is the most common situation.

The true meaning book is already a great invention.

Although the number is extremely small, and there are very few powerful people who can be recorded in the true meaning classics, at least to a certain extent, they have got rid of the restriction of having to carry one with them.

This gave the Qi Refiner the initial opportunity to grow.

However, from a very young age, children begin to wonder why this symbol means this and why another symbol also means this.

Isn't there a unified symbol that can clearly express the meaning?

Yes, very few, and those symbols are two completely separate things from the true meaning of the classics.

Slowly, as he grew up, he didn't like to fight, but just liked to study these things.

Because his body and bones were weak, he was basically unable to refine his Qi. He just caught up with the good times and the road to spiritual refinement opened up.

He was born with a powerful soul, so powerful that it almost overwhelmed his weak body.

As he began to refine his soul, he slowly began to gather his strength and began to feed his physical body back. At least his physical body would no longer be overwhelmed by the powerful soul.

He never went to the front line to fight. In that era, he was an anomaly.

Called a coward.

He didn't care, he was smiling all day long, holding his hands, practicing his mind honestly, and studying what he wanted to do in peace and mind.

When someone asked, he said that he wanted to find a fighting method suitable for god-refining monks.

Even if a pure god-refining monk goes to the frontline battlefield and is not strong enough, he will be a burden and will restrict the strength of his teammates because he is too weak.

He still keeps his hands hidden all day long. In the eyes of others, he is just a bastard.

But Yu Ziqing saw that he worked harder than anyone else, and his soul had been injured dozens of times in order to develop a fighting method suitable for a god-refining monk.

It's just that he was born with a powerful soul and extraordinary talents, and he was able to recover on his own.

He maximized his abilities and was injured almost all the time.

The injuries suffered by those on the front line were much more tragic.

The pain of the soul is far beyond the pain of the physical body, because it cannot be reduced or shielded.

It's just that many people don't understand it, because the way of refining gods has just been opened and no one is familiar with it.

From the time he started practicing God to the seventh level, he had never made a move with anyone.

Until one day, a team of tens of thousands on the opposite side bypassed the flanks and attacked the rear.

Millions of mortals, right here.

However, there are only two thousand defenders here, and the strongest Qi Refiner is only at the seventh level.

No one knows how the enemy crossed the long front and made a surprise attack to the rear.

But at this moment, it no longer matters how it came about.

With no way to retreat, he still walked out of the simple city with his hands in his hands and a smile on his face.

Others thought he was finally brave. At this moment, at least he did not lose his blood. If he wanted to live and die with the people here, he had to die first.

However, I heard him smiling sincerely as he looked at tens of thousands of enemy troops.

"Please retreat, I don't like fighting very much."

The cheerful laughter resounded throughout the world, and the enemies were all amused.

Then, the person who had always been so genial and smiling with everyone suddenly stopped smiling.

The others couldn't laugh anymore.

"If you don't want to leave, then don't leave."

A song that this bastard kept on his lips every day and hummed twice whenever he had nothing to do was sung by him.

The usually soft ballads were full of chilling atmosphere at this moment.

He put his hands in his sleeves as he chanted expressionlessly.

The enemy's eyes turned red, and their reason was drowned in the chanting.

Tens of thousands of enemies are killing each other like crazy.

No matter how brutal the sound of fighting was, it could not suppress his low chanting.

When everything returned to calm, the mountains of corpses and seas of blood were filled with silence.

A smile appeared on his lips again, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he fell straight down.

Someone took him back and found that his soul was full of cracks and was on the verge of collapse.

At this time, no one knew how to treat such a serious injury to the soul.

I thought he was dead, but unexpectedly, he recovered on his own in just a few months.

There is still nothing wrong in his mouth, humming that cheerful song.

Then, everyone knew that when he hummed this ballad, his soul would definitely be hurt.

He's really been doing something, and he's not a jerk.

Like he said, he doesn't like to take action and keeps his hands in his sleeves.

He's still there when you really need him.

He said that his hands were for writing, not for killing.

No one dared to laugh.

Because, more enemies died under his words than 99% of the soldiers.

The gods demanded his life by name, and even gave him a condition of 30,000 miles of territory in order to kill him.

Naturally, there is no such stupid deal like this among the human race.

With him here, the human race can get three hundred thousand miles.

He still continued his research without forgetting his original intention.

Time passed bit by bit, and slowly, the biggest flaw of the human race began to be exposed.

Life span is too short.

Just a few hundred years passed, and generations of people died, and some died accidentally in battle.

Such things as lost information began to appear.

Just the true meaning method is no longer enough.

The war began to fall into disarray, and the land regained was taken away again.

The older generation died, and the new generation was brainwashed bit by bit and returned to the god's command.

In just a few generations, all the hard work had been wiped out.

They started to rise from the bottom. However, now the gods have learned to brainwash the most ordinary mortals to rebel against them and dig out their foundation.

Dull knives kill people, slowly, but effectively, because the gods can afford it, but they can't.

At the end of the war, the territory was continuously reduced.

He is also getting older slowly, and his hands are still in his sleeves.

At this time, there was another big battle, and he cursed three little gods to death by himself.

The God King, who had part of his Tao taken away from him, made new conditions.

As long as he dies, he will give the human race a thousand years of peace and will no longer suppress him.

He went to negotiate, and in addition to the above conditions, he added another condition. From then on, the gods were not allowed to interfere in the affairs of all mortals except for Qi Refiners, and they were not allowed to kill mortals indiscriminately.

As a price, he can die.

If the gods did not agree, he would fight to the death and use his life to pull all the gods who could be cursed to death.

The god didn't want to see the last trapped beast still fighting, so he agreed to this condition.

A thousand years, for the gods, is just a snap of the finger.

Their understanding of time is completely different from the human race's understanding of time.

And it was this deviation that created the Jedi's great comeback.

He returned to the human race, finally took out his hand and picked up the pen.

He wrote down symbols.

Later, some people called it runes, or words.

Everyone can understand what is recorded without using the true meaning.

Including the most ordinary ordinary people.

From today on, nature cannot hide its secrets, and monsters cannot hide their shapes.

Everyone can accurately use the most common words to record everything he wants to record.

This is the basis of inheritance.

His soul, this time, could no longer bear it and could not recover.

He ignited a raging flame, and his soul turned into light in the flames.

The initial fire of inheritance was ignited.

Wherever his light shone, the flames swayed, igniting one fire after another.

Imprint the thought into the blood and into the soul.

At this moment, he is called Wenjun.

Because he knew that to ignite the initial fire, he needed blood to pave the way.

Therefore, I used my last chance to make a blackmail.

In exchange for a thousand years, there are also all the rules for mortals not to be killed indiscriminately.

With the foundation and inheritance, the meaning of this thousand years is completely different.

Of course, the gods at that time had not yet felt for themselves what the next thousand years would mean.

At this point, the scene completely dissipated, and Yu Ziqing came back to his senses.

The image of Wenjun clasping his hands with a warm smile on his face is still imprinted in his mind.

One person, just standing there and smiling quietly, can stop several gods from taking a step forward.

He stopped smiling and immediately made the other person run away in panic, fearing that if he ran too slowly, he would be cursed to death by this monster.

He looked at the last record on the tablet.

In a thousand years, the Qi Refiner's methods were recorded and disseminated, and their numbers began to explode.

Secret arts and techniques exploded, and spells began to spread among the god-refining monks.

It only took a few hundred years for the gods to become timid. Not surprisingly, they would rather pay a huge price to break the contract.

However, it was too late.

The pyramid-shaped structure of the monks has been constructed.

The extremely large number of low-level monks at the bottom level can, in sufficient numbers, spawn stronger ones.

Then the stronger will give birth to the stronger.

The structure is exactly the same as today.

In the end, the world controlled by the gods was overturned.

Yu Ziqing looked at the stone slab in a daze.

This time, he encountered no obstacles and had no power to try to erase his memory of Wenjun.

Apparently the giant has overcome the initial set of obstacles.

He put away the stone slab and cupped his hands towards the bottom of the cave.

"Brother, I'm leaving first. I'll pass this thing on."

Yu Ziqing quietly left the mountains and abyss and returned to the health club.

He looked inside the empty club and asked casually.

"No one is looking for me these days, right?"

"No." The figure of the hungry gatekeeper appeared silently beside him.

Although it appeared so unexpectedly in his perception, Yu Ziqing didn't feel the suddenness. Instead, he felt that everything was normal.

This guy's presence is getting lower and lower.

Especially his weird-looking outfit, which didn't make people feel out of place, and the contradictory feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Yu Ziqing took out the slate and handed it to the hungry ghost gatekeeper.

“I don’t feel comfortable if someone else takes care of something.

I think it's the most reliable thing to do if you're the only one who can do it. Just go out and do it. Is that okay? "

Yu Ziqing coaxed the hungry gatekeeper and told him to go out more and not interact with others, so he should see more and meet more.

The gatekeeper was a little hesitant, but he still agreed.

"no problem."

"Send this stone slab to Lihuoyuan and tell Wen Lingyou that it was just acquired by us.

Then he couldn't understand the method recorded on it and asked him to decipher it. The stone tablet could be given to Lihuoyuan.

When I come back, I'll think of a way to give you a better-looking face. "

Upon hearing this, the hungry gatekeeper, who didn't want to go out, immediately became energetic. He took the slate and disappeared from Yu Ziqing's perception in an instant.

Yu Ziqing deliberately sensed it, and then vaguely realized that the hungry ghost gatekeeper walked directly through the formation and left.

That ghost formation didn't even react at all.

It's getting more and more extreme. His sense of presence is so low that even low-level formations can no longer detect his presence.

The gatekeeper is reluctant to go out, but when necessary, he is not too resistant.

He took the slate with him and walked all the way. When he passed outside Busi Town, he looked at a flying boat.

He climbed up, and no one noticed his presence.

After riding the flying boat and flying near the capital of Dali, he went straight to Lihuoyuan.

Follow a student from the Lihuo Academy and enter the formation while it is activated.

A mirror on the door of Lihuoyuan flickered slightly, and a vague figure appeared, but it disappeared so quickly that it was impossible to react.

The head guard opened his eyes and checked for a long time, but couldn't find anything.

He frowned slightly and came to Wen Lingyou's residence.

When he reached the place, his heart skipped a beat and he felt someone glance at him.

He looked around, thinking of what had just happened, he squeezed the seal with his hands and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt that someone was standing not far from him, looking at him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a hungry ghost with weird hair, face, and clothes standing there holding a black stone slab, and asked politely.

"Is this the residence of senior Wen Lingyou? I'm here to deliver something to Lihuoyuan."

The head guard frowned slightly.

"This is it, how did you get in?"

"Ah, I came in directly. No one paid attention to me. My master asked me to deliver something."

"Just give it to me."

"No, my master said that I want to give it to Wen Lingyou. Are you Wen Lingyou?"

The head guard sighed secretly and laughed at himself, why should he compete with a hungry ghost?

"You come with me."

He led the hungry ghost into Wen Lingyou's yard, and Wen Lingyou came back not long after.

The hungry ghost gatekeeper repeated the words, then bowed politely, turned around and left.

After taking three steps, he completely disappeared from their perception.

The head of the guard frowned slightly. He couldn't find this strange hungry ghost unless he consciously sensed it.

"Don't worry about him, most hungry ghosts are mentally retarded and have deep obsessions.

He doesn't mean any harm, he just doesn't understand everything. "

"No, I just think that there seem to be more and more weird guys among the hungry ghosts. Do you really not need to worry about it?"

"What's the use of caring?"

"..."

Wen Lingyou looked at the stone slab and tried to decipher the words on it. The more he looked at it, the more solemn his face became.

…

A month later, Yu Ziqing received a summons from Lihuoyuan.

After deciphering the things recorded on the slate, he gave him a copy.

After asking for his opinion, he announced to the world that he had found the stone tablet recording Wenjun.

Obviously this is to compare with Langya Academy.

Tao Jiajie, who had been waiting for news, finally got this news.

He immediately used Bai Shui Dan's channels and Dow's channels to start reverse tracking.

It’s not difficult at all. It can be traced clearly, where the stone slab was first found and whose hands it passed through.

It was even discovered that the shops in Busch Town had been manipulated.

But this news is of no use.

Because Langya Academy came out immediately and said that they knew Wenjun's name earlier, and that the memorial article was written by Wenjun.

As secrets are uncovered, more and more things emerge.

That stone slab was actually not what was originally discovered at all.

The messy information was so mixed that Tao Jiajie couldn't tell which one was the original introduction.

Because he didn't even know what the trigger was for the giant man's overbearing suppression.

After fishing for a long time, nothing was confirmed, and I was killed dozens of times.

However, he had no success here, but Tao got him some information.

Basically everything related to hungry ghosts is related to Jinlan Mountain.

In Jinlan Mountain, there is a person who has been confirmed to be practicing the Hungry Ghost Path while also refining his body, named Qing Ziyu.

As for whether there are others, I'm not sure. Jin Lanshan has always been very mysterious.

At least for now, he is looking in the right direction.

He entered Dali all the way and headed to the town of Bushi.

In the name of detoxification, come to the health club.

"Senior, please forgive me. Our family is not here these days. It may take a few days to come back. If senior is not in a hurry, you can come back in a few days."

Of course Tao Jiajie knew this, he came just to see that Qing Ziyu.

While he was serving tea here, he saw Yu Ziqing walking out of the back building.

With a ninth-level powerhouse coming, Yu Ziqing had to give some face and come out to meet the guests.

"Junior Qing Ziyu, how do you call me senior?"

Tao Jiajie looked at Yu Ziqing with a smile on his lips.

"Tao's Taojia Festival."

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Around seven o'clock, the code reached 9,000, and when it reached 10,000, it was probably almost eight o'clock. Forget it, let's update it at normal times.

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