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The pavilions and pavilions in the Mozong Hall rise and fall one after another, the high place is covered by the sky, the streets are wide, and the places are heavily guarded.

Xuri'an did not talk to Bai Li all the way. He only cared about bowing his head and walked. From time to time, he passed by his disciples saluted him, but he did not respond.

Although Bai Li is still worried, he is more afraid of getting along with Lingshan than the rising sun. The chill in Lingshan's eyes that goes deep into the bone marrow is still a little uncomfortable now.

After the three people turned the corner for a while, a bluestone avenue about several feet wide appeared in front of them, and the end of the avenue was where the Zhantang was located.

It is a large hall. The scale of the wall of the hall is much higher than the surrounding pavilion, and even twice as large as the secret hall. There is a plaque hanging high on the door of the hall, and there is a chopping character on it, and the murderous intention in it suddenly comes to the face.

Walking through the road and walking all the way up the steps in front of the hall, the grand door of the hall finally appeared in front of you. Through the open door, you can see that the wall is full of black dragon hangings and dozens of sword disciples in the hall.

"Say, what the hell is going on!"

As soon as Xuri'an entered the hall, he could no longer hold back the anger in his heart. He punched heavily on the armrest of the seat and roared loudly at Bai Li, who were kneeling in front of him.

Zhang Yibai was shocked by a burst of questions from Xuri'an. He just wanted to answer, but was stopped by Xuri'an's wave. Then he pointed to Bai Li and said:

"You say it!"

Bai Li didn't understand why Xuri'an let himself, a humble person, say it first, so he had to tell the experience along the way, and modified the paragraph of the hatred.

After hearing this, Xuri'an frowned. This news was secretly told to himself from Yin Wusang, the general manager of Chenzhou of Mozongtang, and the action was also arranged by himself. It is impossible to make a mistake in the middle. Is this a fake news released by the Missouri side? Otherwise, there will be a traitor!

After thinking about it for a while, he made up his mind to discuss with Yin Wusang first before making a plan, so he looked up and said:

"You have worked hard all the way. Go down and have a rest first, but you have to send it as you want!"

After Bai Li withdrew from the beheading hall, he asked Zhang Yibai in a low voice:

"Why didn't the Lord Xu Tang ask you, but asked me instead?"

Zhang Yibai smiled helplessly and replied with a sigh:

"Master Xutang has been taught by Yuanshi. He can't get used to us old people in the Magic Hall, but you have also been taught by Yuanshi. Although his cultivation is worse, he looks much more pleasing to you than us."

"Oh, that's what it is."

Bai Li heard about this, and he was a little happy. Maybe he could do something based on this in the future.

Because the official personnel of the Mozong Hall and the handymen did not live in the same place, Bai Li had to say goodbye to Zhang Yibai and go back separately.

Bai Li lived in a remote courtyard in the Mozong Hall. Originally, there was an old man living with him, but recently he went back to the school because he was not feeling well. Now he is the only one, and he is still quiet.

After pushing the door open, Bai Li fell directly on **, looking at the roof with his head resting his arms in a daze.

Even Rayden's cultivation is just a death in the hands of Qiu Yin. I'm afraid that my current cultivation can kill my opponent with one finger. Now he is in this Longtan Tiger Cave. If he doesn't enhance his ability to save his life, what if something is exposed in the future?

No, I must become stronger. In this world where the strong are respected, only making yourself constantly stronger is the way to survive!

Thinking of this, Bai Li turned over and sat up. According to the mind method of Ziyun Palace, he began to refine the qi and practice the true power. However, no matter how he operated, the true power in the meridians was always only a little bit, and the growth was extremely slow, but Bai Li did not give up. He firmly believed that the sand was gathered into a tower.

In the middle of the night, Bai Li opened his eyes and found that although Zhenyuan's power progressed slowly, it was at least a little stronger, and the fatigue of running during the day also dissipated.

He took out a lighting stone and put it on the lampstand, and the whole room immediately lit up. Bai Li took out the stone hanging on his chest and looked carefully. He saw that the stone was milky white, half the size of a baby's fist. The whole was oval, and the surface was as smooth as a mirror. There were two ancient seals behind it, with the word "Yuan Ling" written on it. .

While looking at it, Bai Li suddenly heard a lingering voice from the window. His voice was extremely low. If it hadn't been for the silence of the night at this time, he couldn't have heard it at all.

Bai Li immediately had a warning. The place where he lived was so remote that no one passed by in the daytime. Isn't it strange that people's language appeared in the middle of the night?

After putting Yuan Lingshi into his arms, Bai Li gently approached the window lattice. At this time, the voice was already very weak, and the voice seemed to be outside the courtyard.

Slowly pushing the door open, Bai Li looked around and didn't find anything unusual. He walked lightly to the courtyard wall and heard a soft conversation outside. Only one of them heard one of them say:

"Brother, if you come here, what will Ouyang Jue do?"

"Hey hey, Ouyang Jue is already half-dead. He is in a coma and hasn't woken up yet. Even if he wakes up, he probably can't even get out of bed. Who is happy to watch him all night, so I came to chat with my brother. How about you?"

"Bai Li's cultivation is very poor, and I don't know how Ling Tangzhu suspected him. In my opinion, the person who leaked the secret may be Ouyang Jue. I heard that only he knew the content of the action before leaving."

"That's not necessarily true,..."

Hearing the dialogue outside the wall, Bai Li immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Ling Shan really doubted himself, but fortunately, Ouyang Jue was the most suspicious now. He got the news because Zhang Yibai inadvertently revealed it when talking to him.

In this case, only by pouring this dirty water on Ouyang Jue can you relieve your crisis.

At this moment, the conversation between the two people outside the wall was over. The person who monitored Ouyang Jue got up and was about to go back. Bai Centrifugal God helped me.

He turned back to the house, removed the bed, and uncovered the reed mat covering the wall, revealing a big hole, enough for one person to climb through.

Bai Li drilled out of the wall hole, quickly circled a big circle, rushed in front of the man, and quietly hid in the dark, just waiting for the man to pass by.

As the man's footsteps approached, Bai Li pulled out a black black black dagger from his waist. This was a self-defense given to him by the elder of the Fairy Pavilion before the undercover agent. It was a lower fairy weapon, which could break the protector of the practitioner and take human life.

At the moment when the man passed by, Bai Li suddenly rushed out from behind, and the dagger quietly pricked the man's back.

Unfortunately, his cultivation was too low. As soon as he left, he was detected by the enemy. The man's reaction was also extremely fast. He waved his hand and cut with a sword. Bai Li was caught off guard and was hit by a sword, and blood was immediately sprayed out.

Bai Li didn't expect that he had suffered a big loss instead. He looked at the secluded place and turned around and ran away. The man did not allow him to escape, and then chased after him.

After running into an uninhabited deserted courtyard, Bai Li stopped and turned to face the chasing enemy.

"Hey hey, where do you want to go? Bai Li, it seems that you are the spy. I didn't expect it. If you catch it, it will make a contribution to me!"

The moonlight was like water, shining brightly in the courtyard. The man saw Bai Li's appearance through the moonlight and knew that his cultivation was extremely low. In order to prevent others from taking credit, he rushed up with his sword in silence.

Bai Li's face turned pale, and blood kept coming from his chest. There were bursts of severe pain from the wound. He looked down and almost saw the bone. At this time, the man had arrived, and he had no choice but to fight with his opponent silently.

The more he fights, the more Bai Li feels weak. He knows in his heart that if he delays for a while, he will definitely disturb others. At that time, he will be afraid that his life will be in a risk. He must end the battle as soon as possible, but the other party's cultivation is too much higher than his own. If he wants to win, he can only take a risk.

At this time, the man stabbed with a sword. Bai Li wanted to dodge, but he didn't expect to stagger under his feet. He was passed by the sword, and blood gushed out. The injury was extremely serious. Suddenly, he knelt down on one knee weakly.

When the man saw that Bai Li was tricked, he did not fall to the ground and thought it was successful. He was overjoyed and wanted to grab him. However, as soon as he came to him, he felt a sudden coldness in his waist and abdomen, and then a sharp pain spread all over his body, and the uncontrollable true power in the meridians began to dissipate rapidly.

In shock, he looked down and saw that a black dagger had deep into his body, and the blade was not enough to reach the handle. Just as he was about to open his mouth and shout, Bai Li suddenly stood up, covered his mouth with one hand, and only made a few "woo" sounds.

Although Bai Li's face was pale at this time, his eyes were shining. He grabbed the handle of the dagger and pulled it up hard. The man's chest and abdomen seemed to open his clothes, and his internal blood suddenly flowed to the ground. Bai Li secretly praised that the dagger is sharp, and cutting bones is like cutting tofu.

The man shouted a few times and then gradually lost his voice. Bai Li put him down and covered the wound on his chest and secretly shouted in his heart. If the man had just shouted, he would have been a guest in the secret hall by now. In this way, Lingshan did this matter without telling the truth.

After finding a dry well in the yard, Bai Li threw the dead body and blood clothes into the well, and held some sand to cover up the blood stains on the ground. Then he covered the wound and rushed all the way back to the yard where he lived. As soon as he got out of the hole, he fell down and fainted.

At this time, what he couldn't see was that the Yuanling Stone on his chest suddenly burst out with a violent white light. The white light gathered into the air and fell into a light belt, covering his wound with a slow flow and refusing to disperse.

When Bai Li woke up, he found that the sky was already hazy. He remembered his wound and got up to look at it, but he found that he didn't know when it had scabed. It seemed that he had recovered overnight. Except for people who felt a little tired, there was almost no discomfort.

Now it was Bai Li's turn that the monk was confused. After thinking about it, he couldn't figure out why he could recover from such a serious injury overnight. He simply didn't think about it and quickly changed his blood-stained clothes and threw them into the brazier to burn.

As soon as he changed his clean clothes, he heard a heavy knock on the door of the courtyard, and Bai Li's heart suddenly rose.