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Chapter 9 Nascent Soul's Five Consecutive Kills

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    Under the cold moonlight, a group of ghost monks with sad and angry faces dug into the ground three feet everywhere. Every inch of the ground and every blade of grass were carefully searched.

    The five supreme elders of Lanruo Temple are suspended in the air, overlooking the vast land like gods.

    Pieces of thick dark clouds were pulled by invisible forces and covered their heads.

    The grass and trees on the ground have condensed with hoarfrost, and the flowing river water has frozen into layers of ice.

    The violent emotional fluctuations of high-level cultivators will trigger the spiritual reactions of nature. Although the expressions of these five Nascent Soul monsters seem to be neither sad nor happy, the different appearances of heaven and earth clearly express how angry they are now.

    The natal soul tablets of the Linggufu battle group were continuously broken, and the impact caused to everyone in Lanruo Temple was simply beyond description in words.

    How could a golden elixir master and twelve foundation-building masters just go after a traitor who was at the tenth level of Qi refining, so that the whole army was wiped out and no one was left alive?

    Even though it took some time to report the matter, the five Yuanying elders asked themselves and did not delay at all. After receiving the news, they immediately cast spells to locate Ling Gufu and rushed to the scene of the murder as quickly as possible.

    This is still empty, showing how powerful the murderer is!

    It is absolutely impossible for Nie Xiaoqian, who is at the tenth level of Qi refining, to wipe out the entire Linggufu law enforcement team in such a short period of time.

    The murderer must be someone else!

    Jiumopo, the head of Lanruo Temple, flew to the five supreme elders respectfully and handed over a string of interesting bells.

    ¡°Elders, after searching all over the place, I only found Nie Xiaoqian¡¯s ¡®Soul-Calling Bell¡¯¡­¡±

    The five Nascent Soul elders all snorted coldly, and Jiumo Po could not help but shrink her neck in shock.

    This person from the world of martial arts gave the golden elixir ghost cultivator nicknamed "Grandma the Dryad", but he actually knew very well that the murderer would most likely not be found because the clues that could be found were too confusing.

    There are two traces of the monks' war in this mountain village, and the traces of the Linggufu regiment only occupy one of them.

    Judging from the state of the remaining corpses, some of the mortals in this mountain village were killed by fire-attributed scimitar instruments, while others were killed by 'mind blast'. This shows that the murderer included at least one who majored in fire magic.  A monk and a Buddhist cultivator - and he is a high-level Buddhist cultivator who has awakened the eighth divine consciousness, Aliya Consciousness, and has the idea of ????divine consciousness, "Excitement".  Although Buddhist monks in the "Multiple Heart Sutra" focus on the soul, awakening the eighth spiritual consciousness is not easy. At least half of the Jindan monks in Maha Infinite Palace, Mojia Mountain, and Winter Yum Palace have only awakened the seventh spiritual consciousness.  Dhana consciousness.

    As for the Linggufu battle group, eleven foundation-building ghost cultivators died from the 'touch of the soul', which shows that one of the murderers was a ghost monk with extremely domineering soul cultivation; there was also a foundation-building ghost cultivator whose remains were  On the ground, there was actually a butt mark that was as clear as a knife carving. There was no trace of true energy left on it. It was not the damage caused by magic. There were several similar butt marks left. Judging from the size,  Comes from two women respectively.

    As for Linggu floating on the surface, his body has disappeared, so we don¡¯t even know how he died. However, judging from the footprints left by the Five Elements Elementalist and the Yellow Turban Giant Spirit God, the monks who clashed with him were at least three years old.  Above the name, it can be seen that Ling Gufu has really tried his best. There are ashes of grass snakes set ablaze by Danhuo, a red porcelain kiln pit burned out by the 'Silver Ion Divine Light', and a 'Celestial Treasure Noodles' exploded  The pig-head-shaped magma pool that emerges, as well as the straight-line assault path of 'sacrifice'.

    The fire magic cultivators and Buddhist cultivators in front did not leave any traces in this battle, and seemed to have completely disappeared.

    With so many messy clues mixed together, ¡®Grandma Dryad¡¯ Jiumopa¡¯s head suddenly became three times bigger, and she couldn¡¯t find any clue at all.

    Famous monks usually have their own unique fighting styles. Sometimes a monk's unique skills are even more famous than himself.  If they are monks from a sect, the characteristics of this spell will be more obvious. As long as their spells leave a few clues, others can roughly delineate the object of suspicion.  But the traces of the battle here are too complicated and weird. There are ghost cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, and fire magic cultivators. There are spells, lightning strikes, and butt marks from unknown origins. Jiuma Po has completely numbed her paws.  I don¡¯t know which direction to doubt.

    "Idiot!" Elder Nascent Soul, whose body was covered in a large wine vat, only revealing his huge, deformed head and slim arms and legs, yelled: "What do you want to do with this traitor's 'soul-inducing bell'?  Can this thing tell us who the real murderer is?¡±

    "The disciples are still continuing to search. We hope the elders will give us some time." Jiuma Po quickly admitted her mistake.Chu Chu, as long as the murderer cannot be found, as the head of Lanruo Temple, he will inevitably be used to vent his anger by the elders.  To put it bluntly, this loss is too heavy. Any of the eight famous cultivation sects in Xiaofozhou can be regarded as a heavy blow if they banish one who is good at fighting the golden elixir and twelve foundation-building monks. What's more,  What's more, Lanruo Temple is still at the tail end of the eight wealthy families. There are only 128 foundation-building monks and only nine golden elixir monks. The dishes are small and the capital is small. Such a big loss can be said to be a strain.  It's bone-shaking.

    And Ling Gufu¡¯s death in battle was not just as simple as the death of a golden elixir. He was the most skilled golden elixir fighter in Lanruo Temple, and he was also a magic weapon warrior carefully crafted with all the efforts of the sect!

    His death dealt a blow to Lanruo Temple, almost as much as the loss of an ace army in a mortal country.

    Jiumopa felt that if she had been killed in the battle this time, the five supreme elders would not be as sad and angry as they are now.

    "Master, let's stop here. There's no need to waste time." A Yuanying elder sighed. Her ears were lobed, her hair was like a conch, and her whole body was as golden as a gilded Buddha statue. Her sacred and solemn appearance was completely  Unlike an undead creature: "But if we can't find any clues now, it doesn't mean that we will never find any clues. Since the murderer took away Ling Gufu's set of magic weapon 'Seven Cuisine War Chess', I don't believe that he can survive forever."  Hide and tuck!"

    "Should we report this matter to Bangchui Villa?" Jiumapa asked timidly.

    The elder Nascent Soul, who looked like a female Bodhisattva, hesitated for a moment: "No, we can't afford to lose face like this."

    "Elder Ayitula, I suspect that the Buddhist cultivators who once appeared here may be elder-level monks from Maha Wuliang Palace and Winter Yin Palace. Only they can restrain the golden elixir's escape technique and do it in this way.  Kill Senior Brother Linggufu in a short time"

    "Master, your conclusion is too arbitrary. The traces of battle here do not conform to the style of the elders of those two families." Another Nascent Soul elder coldly interrupted Jiumopa's words. His lower body was  A funnel-shaped black smoke. The upper body is that of a muscular man who looks like King Kong in the temple. His exposed skin is a dreamy dark blue. His bald head is tied with a single braid that towers into the sky. Every word he speaks is filled with nervousness.  The last sentence "What is your wish?" If you are not a familiar disciple, you will not understand what he is talking about: "Besides, even if your inference is correct, as long as there is no real evidence, 'Bangchui Villa' will not help us.  The one who administers justice.¡±

    Jiuma Po was immediately discouraged and went around dejectedly to greet the disciples of Lanruo Temple, intending to close the team.  Just at this moment, a foundation-building ghost cultivator burst out of the ice from the bottom of the river. He didn't even have time to shake off the water spray all over his body. He hurriedly flew to her side and presented a dusty, semi-circular chess piece-like object to her.  To the leader.

    Jiumopa recognized it at a glance. It was the golden elixir of a ghost clan monk, although only half of it was left.

    This golden elixir was obviously chopped into two pieces, and all the spiritual energy inside it was drained away. It has weathered into a waste residue like ashes and relics. If you don't pay attention, it can easily be ignored as pebbles at the bottom of the river.

    "Keep looking, there must be another half." The leader of Lanruo Temple quickly ordered all the disciples to come over, focus on investigating this section of the river bottom, and then dedicated half of the golden elixir to the eagerly awaited Nascent Soul elders  , as excited as a puppy wagging its tail to take credit.

    It¡¯s no wonder that Jiuma Po is so happy. The golden elixir relic is the true essence crystal of the golden elixir monk¡¯s life. Although it was cut in half and became a waste, its true essence crystal structure can be faithful to the scar.  Reflecting the true energy rhythm of the other party, it is like the red drop left behind by the briquettes rolling across the snow.

    There are no two identical leaves in the world, and the same is true for the true rhythm of monks and even magical weapons and magic weapons. As long as the unique true rhythm is captured, the murderer will not be able to escape unless he appears in front of the monks of Lanruo Temple.

    "Huo Shi Ni Ma!" The elder of the wine jar wiped the circle on the edge of the golden elixir with his finger, and stuck out his tongue in surprise: "What a sharp cut, the edge of this golden elixir is as sharp as a razor!"

    "Could it be that Ling Gufu was killed by a sword cultivator from the Diaolong Sword Sect?" A Yuanying elder dressed as a white-faced scholar doubtfully took the remains of the golden elixir and looked at it over and over. The more he looked at it, the more he became confused: "Why did I start from here?"  On half of the golden elixir, I can only find the remaining True Yuan Rhythm of Ling Gufu, but not the murderer¡¯s True Yuan Rhythm? Is it because I¡¯m not good enough? Or is the opponent too strong?¡±

    "If you can't feel it, I definitely can't either." The female Bodhisattva-like Elder Ayitula handed over the remains of the golden elixir that the white-faced scholar gave to her, and threw it to the blue-skinned Elder Yannan: "But I'm sure  , Ling Gufu was definitely not killed by the Number Gang. Among the sword cultivators, there were indeed people who could split Ling Gufu's golden elixir with flying swords, but they definitely couldn't split it.?Light and fierce cutting effect.  "

    The blue-skinned elder Yan Nan did not find the murderer's true energy rhythm from the remains of the golden elixir. He was really embarrassed and quickly handed it over to the last elder with a crescent moon mark on his eyebrows: "It's better to listen to the old man.  Damn it, he has a trace of the underworld listening blood, he might be able to find out something we don't know."

    The Heitan-head elder did not disappoint everyone's expectations. He first brought half of the golden elixir to his nose and sniffed it, then stretched out his tongue and licked it. His face suddenly looked strange: "I can smell it on this half of the golden elixir."  The remaining true energy is consistent with the rhythm of Ling Gufu. It is true that the murderer's true energy rhythm was not found, but I actually found a trace of the innate fetal breath from the living beings."

    The Heitan-head elder put half of the golden elixir under the tip of his nose again and took a sniff, then nodded firmly: "Yes, that's it."

    The other four Nascent Soul elders and Jiuma Po were all stunned. The innate fetal breath is a professional term used by ghost monks. It refers to the essence that human beings use to hang their lives. Human warriors train their muscles, bones and skin externally and internally.  One breath, this breath is the innate fetal breath, which constitutes the internal strength of human warriors.

    The elders quickly realized that this half-golden elixir had been hit by humans with internal force!

    It should be to whip the corpse to vent your anger, right?  They thought naturally.

    As for the human warriors using their internal power to cut open the golden elixir of ghost cultivators, they had never even thought about the possibility. Although there were legends of mortals killing monks with swords in the ancient war of gods, the secret sword of Vajra has been cut off for a hundred years.  It's been thousands of years, how could it suddenly pop out and hit me on the head?

    They still think that the one who can split the golden elixir must be some kind of special spell or magic weapon, which can ensure that no true energy is left behind.

    "This murderer is so crazy." Elder Jiu Jarzi sneered: "If he left the true rhythm, we might not be able to find him for a while, but he just left the innate fetal breath. How is this?  Seeking death?"

    "Don't the murderers know that we ghost cultivators have a 'ghost shadow' spell, which can accurately recreate his last dynamic appearance in the world of spirits through the innate fetal breath left in his golden elixir?" Female  The Bodhisattva-like Elder Ayitula became angrier as he thought about it. Since the other party could easily kill Ling Gufu, he was obviously not an ignorant person. Moreover, he had plundered all the trophies, but left the remains of the golden elixir behind. How crazy is this?  provocation?

    "What are you waiting for? Let's join forces now to see who this bastard is." Elder Heitantou doesn't know why this murderer is so cowardly, but he believes that even if Lanruo Temple can't do anything to you, Bangchui Villa  It will definitely kill you - Xiaofozhou Kangbazi has issued a ban long ago, and no Jindan monk is allowed to enter the territory of other sects.

    The five Nascent Soul elders just did what they said, and the baton seemed to be chanting the mantra of "Ghost Shadows".

    The mantras chanted by the ghost monks not only do not have a spooky and terrifying tone, but are very pleasant to the ear. It is said that thousands of ghosts sing, but the mantras and mantras of the undead monks are never chanted, but chanted with the soul. This point  Completely different from the living monks.

    The five Yuanying old monsters sang together, which not only made the wind and clouds change color and the mountains and rivers whimper, but also made a group of Lanruo Temple disciples listen intoxicated.

    The Foundation Establishment monks and Golden Pill monks who were still in the door tonight all rushed to the scene of the murder, but few of them were lucky enough to hear the grand scene of the five Supreme Elders jointly holding a spell.

    The spell 'Ghost Shadow' only has more than 200 verses. The five Nascent Souls worked together to shorten the spell to the time of one stick of incense. As the last note was cut off, half of the golden elixir flowed out - colorless and invisible streams.  The innate fetal breath, or inner force breath, whirled and penetrated into the eyebrows of the five Nascent Soul elders.

    In the soul world of the five Nascent Soul elders, the innate fetal breath gradually grew into a handsome silhouette, and then quickly grew from the silhouette into a pale green boy with a gradually clear face. His eyes were calm and cruel, and he held a hand in his hand.  A divine sword that seemed to be condensed into moonlight slashed out with one strike, opening up the world!

    Even though this is the imaginary Vajra Secret Sword, its unreasonable and indestructible killing power, which is as unreasonable and indestructible as the Big Bang, still directly affects the soul world of the five Nascent Soul ghost cultivators.

    The five Nascent Souls did not feel any pain. The cuts of the lightsaber appeared together with the young man's face. They were completely immersed in the young man's beauty, and they did not even have time to pay attention to the brilliance of the Vajra Secret Sword.

    The head of Lanruo Temple, Jiu Mopo, led a group of disciples and was looking at the five supreme elders with smiles. Suddenly, he noticed that a look of infatuated surprise appeared on the faces of the five elders, and the soul fire suddenly disappeared into nothing.  , the body fell straight from the sky to the ground like a weight.

    boom!boom!  boom!  boom!  Snapped!

    When the five corpses fell to the ground, they made loud noises one after another.

    The last crisp sound came from the disintegration of the natal soul altar on the elder of the wine altar. It was not broken, but broke by itself.

    The death of the elders was so sudden that even their personal magic weapons failed to provide spontaneous protection.

    All the disciples of Lanruo Temple couldn't believe their eyes. They didn't understand what happened at all. They only knew that a bone-chilling coldness ran from their hair to their toes.
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