Chapter 198 Tracking

"Brother Bu..." A sad cry, as if he couldn't believe this fact, slowly knelt on the ground, his eyes were full of tears, the ragged clothes in front of him, and the bloody remains were Bu Yizhen. Among the disciples of Tianzong, everyone has a word in their name. Although Bu Yizhen is not the eldest brother of the disciples of the first generation, because of his extraordinary talent and cultivation, he has long been the leader. With his care, these brothers and sisters under him dare to bully, and these brothers and sisters also look at their brother-in-law. As a god, it is difficult to have an enemy in the world, but I didn't expect that Bu Yizhen had no news since he came out of the mountain three years ago.

In fact, this is not the first time for such a thing. As a disciple of Tianzong, it is extremely normal to explore historical sites and search for magic weapons for ten or eight years. But what everyone didn't expect was that ten days ago, the bronze statue of the true spirit left by Bu Yizhen in the sect suddenly broke and turned into dust. This shocking change made the sect realize that something was wrong, but the leader was allowed to take action in person and deduce the heavenly machine, but he got nothing at all. The sky is chaotic and miscellaneous. The real person in charge spit out three mouthfuls of blood and shouting "what can't be done". This is impossible. He sent the most good inquiring about the traces in the sect to investigate the reason for the fall of Bu Yizhen. What's more, he wants to bring back the copy of the Lianshan Book of Changes on Bu Yizhen's body. Zhongmen Chongdian, and there is no loss.

Yiqing knelt on the ground, with a face of pear blossoms and rain, which has a sad and touching charm, which is lovely. The remains in front of him are undoubtedly Brother Bu in terms of clothing, but why is the originally rich and handsome face folded with chicken skin and old-fashioned? There was a huge hole in the top of his head, which was extremely frightening. A pair of blue-gray eyes stared straight ahead, and Tang Yiqing was a little scared. Although she has admired and worshipped this brother Bu since she was a child, freedom grew up in Tianzong and regarded her as the apple of her hand. How could she ever see such a terrible body? Therefore, although I was sad, I didn't dare to look forward for a while.

Yiping is also very sad. Brother Bu, who gets along with each other day and night, is like this. How can he not be sad and inexplicably? But why do I seem to be slightly relieved in my heart during my grief? He caught a glimpse of Yiqing's senior sister with pear blossoms and rain, and the sad and touching beauty made him a little distracted. At this time, why did he finally have that idea in the Ming Dynasty? With this amazing and gorgeous brother Bu, he could never get close to this beautiful sister Yiqing, but now... But looking at Yiqing's heartbroken appearance, Yiping's heart is mixed, and he is actually a little jealous. I don't know if it is this corpse. If it were me, would Sister Yiqing be so sad?

He ignored the two people who had their own thoughts, and gently brushed the cuffs of the real person. Bu Yizhen's tattered back was exposed. He was crying with a clear "ah" and stopped crying because of the tragic situation in front of him. The material of Bu Yizhen's back has been shattered by the magic blood knife. The knife body entered from the back of the waist and went up along the spine. The extremely strong knife spirit was not at all what Bu Yizhen's already qi and blood decayed body could resist at that time, so the skin and flesh at the spine of the back had already burst one after another, revealing the white bones inside.

Finally, because of chasing Bu Yizhen Yuanshen, a blood hole was opened on the top of his head, which looked even more terrible. He looked at the miserable corpse for a while and sighed slightly, "Alas..., Yizhen's nephew is obviously poisoned by a bad man. Looking at him like this, he must have been trapped here and can't get out of it until the decline of qi and blood before he met this evil thing!" With that, his fingers pointed to Bu Yizhen to reveal the scars of the white bones inside. "Look, it is obvious that Yizhen's nephew has reached the point of qi and blood decline. I was a practitioner until my body was spotless and dust, and his breath at this moment was exactly the exhaustion of the five declines of heaven and man. At this time, he was attacked, bullied and stabbed by this evil thing, and finally died. It was really..."

Since you have brought these two disciples out, you have to give them some advice. Although their brother in front of them, they can't take care of them. They said solemnly, "This man is cunning and cruel. You two turn around immediately and report to the sect. When I go to track them, don't let this thief escape!"

"No!" Yiqing, who had been kneeling on the ground and crying, suddenly stood up and said, "Don't hide it from me. The time here is completely different from the outside world. If we go back and come back, maybe decades have passed in this witch tomb. Uncle, do you want to run away from us and meet this person alone?" Who couldn't stop choking between his words, but he couldn't say the perseverance: "Brother Bu Yizhen's qi and blood declined, and his cultivation is not as good as 1% as usual. This man actually has to sneak up. Obviously, his cultivation is not very high, but extremely cunning. Don't worry, Uncle Shi, I'm going to kill this with my own hands, and my little Zhou Tianguan Qishu has been completed. At that time, I can help my uncle.

With that, Yiqing turned his head and looked aside, "Brother Yiping, what do you think?" Yiqing was dressed in white and had tears in his eyes. Although a pair of beautiful eyes were red and swollen, they were particularly adorable. How could Yiping object? He quickly bowed to the indifferent and said, "Wanwang uncle, take us with us. We will kill this scorpion with our own hands and avenge Brother Bu." As he spoke, the corners of his eyes kept looking at the clear on the side and signaled repeatedly.

I was worried that I was extremely helpless when I saw him look so much. In this witch tomb, the most excellent deduction of hexagrams of Tianzong is extremely difficult to display. After all, time and orientation are very different from the outside world. A year has passed in this witch's tomb, and the outside world has a short time. No wonder his head has calculated the reason for the death of a real nephew, but he can't figure it out. Among them, it is inherently due to the chaos over the years, the sky is chaotic and the aura riot, but the time gap in the witch's tomb is also a huge reason, and according to the real person of the head, the thing that kills a real nephew is also extraordinary and a fierce thing.

If this person hadn't taken away the classic "Lian Shan Yi" of his sect, he would not have to explore this dangerous witch tomb, and he could slowly investigate it in the future. Unfortunately, he had to go to the witch tomb at the present. He also knew that Yiping's eyes. As the beloved daughter of the head, this Qing is usually spoiled and spoiled by everyone. He has already developed a stubborn temperament. If he drives it away now, he will have to turn around and explore this dangerous place alone. He sighed in his heart that his life was hard and shook his head.

"That's all, that's it. Since you insist on walking with me, you should listen to me. Don't be stubborn at all, you know?" Hearing the light-hearted turn of his mouth, he was overjoyed, "My nephew should go down." Looking at her happy appearance, Yiping was quite uncomfortable in her heart. As a dead person, Yiqing, the head of Qianjin, actually took risks in person. It can be seen that this person is of great importance in her heart.

Seeing that the two of them were like this, he didn't say anything more. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a crystal clear bead the size of a sesame grain appeared in his palm, and the figure inside was looming. Yiqing was slightly curious and looked on tiptoe. There was a young man in white, carrying a huge black sword, and a red flame beating on his shoulder, just because he was too small to see his face. It has been a year since the outside world is here, but it has been a year. It has been more than ten days since the bronze statue of a true nephew was broken. That is to say, in this world, a true nephew was poisoned ten years ago. It's a pity that this fierce beast still has too little experience..."

While speaking, the faint-hearted real person sneered a few times, "Although it is impossible to deduce the sky in this witch tomb, and it is difficult to speculate about his murderous blade that killed his nephew. However, he should not have stayed here for ten years. Although he has left for more than a month, the remaining breath has been captured by me!" In this witch tomb, the time change is chaotic and confused. In addition, the magic blood knife used by Gan Ping to kill Bu Yizhen was originally not within the number of days in this world, but a great evil thing in another space. Therefore, the number of divination of the head of Tianzong was unparalleled in the world, but it was impossible to calculate Gan Ping's identity, so it was shot. I came to visit indifferently.

As a person in the Tianzong, he has learned a variety of his own qualifications. He is really talented. What he practices is the secret scriptures of the sect and the mountains, and this indifferent six knowledge is keen, and what he is practicing is the method of capturing gas by mountains and rivers. Everything in heaven and earth is gathered by qi. Mountains have aura, rivers have water qi, and people also have their own breath. In this way, we can predict the future. This method of capturing gas in mountains and rivers is different from the method of watching Qi in Yiqing's Xiao Zhoutian. This method can capture the residual breath on people, and can also use it to track others, which is extremely wonderful.

Unless it is cultivated into a Mahayana golden body, the breath is restrained, and does not reveal a single point, it will not be taken advantage of this spell. He waved his big sleeve indifferently, put the broken corpse on the ground into a treasure box, and took out a boat overflowing with treasure in an instant. The boat muttered to himself and twisted the formula, and the boat soared into a big boat of more than 20 feet and stayed in the air. Yiping knew that this was the magic treasure ship that Danxin's beloved uncle was the most popular magic weapon. The integration of attack and defense was the most indestructible. Looking at the treasure ship, Yiping's eyes couldn't help flashing with envy.