Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 15 The Action of the Ghost

It is still this deep secret room, still dark and empty, with a stone throne in the depths, candles flickering on two rows of stone pillars, and the atmosphere is strange.

A wisp of blue smoke rose out of nowhere, and a figure in black appeared. Not long after he appeared, black air rose from the throne, and his face could not be seen clearly, but a pair of eyes shone faintly in it.

"Greetings, Lord Holy Master."

Qingyan bowed her body and saluted respectfully, the golden flame totem on her chest was particularly abrupt.

Hearing this, the black mist shook for a while, and then the voice of the Holy Master came: "Ahem, Qingyan, how is it?"

Although the Holy Master's cough was subtle, Qing Yan still noticed it. He frowned immediately, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then said: "Moon God followed Tang Ge for a few days, was found, and was seriously injured. .”

The Holy Master seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then there was a voice of dissatisfaction: "The Moon God has no patience? But how can the cultivation of the kid Qin's state of mind hurt the Moon God?"

Qingyan lowered her head slightly, and did not refute the Holy Master's words. As one of the Nine Nethers, Moon God is eager for quick success and instant benefit. Huanyang's death ignited his desire, but he was also foolish and seriously injured. .

After pondering for a while, Qing Yan said: "My lord, according to what Moon God said, Tang Ge was seriously injured by relying on a single sword energy."

"A sword energy?"

The voice of the Holy Master's suspicion came from the black mist. The realm of the Moon God should not be underestimated. As one of the Nine Nethers, he has already been a master of the Qianyuan Realm who has been famous for many years. It hurts like this.

Unless Tang Ge hid his cultivation, or that sword energy was not owned by Tang Ge.

The Holy Master was in the dark, and fell into a long period of contemplation.

Qing Yan said: "Tang Ge is a member of the Kunlun Mountain School. Could it be that he is hiding something?"

"To be able to seriously injure the Moon God with a single sword qi, that person has at least the cultivation base of the Formless Realm. Among the practitioners of the Formless Realm in the world, which one is not a legendary generation? Could it be that Kunlun Mountain has produced such a powerful master of swordsmanship?" ?”

The Holy Master in the black mist finally responded, as if he was asking Qingyan, or asking himself.

Qing Yan stared at the ground, and said: "There are a lot of practitioners in the Kunlun Realm who use the sword to inquire, but those who can seriously injure the Moon God with a residual sword energy are no more than those few people."

He didn't continue to speak, but there was a disdainful cold snort in the black mist, only to hear the Holy Master quite dissatisfied: "Impossible, the sword master fell under the Zhuxian formation ten years ago, Qing Yan, you have to know that there will be no living people under Zhu Xian's formation."

"But the mountain master survived."

Qing Yan raised her eyes suddenly, looking into the black mist, her gaze was exhausted, as if she wanted to see through the thick black mist.

"The Lord of the Mountain just wanted to save the body of the Sword Saint. Although he is the most powerful man in the world, he was also seriously injured under the Jade Immortal Formation. There has been no news for so many years. Maybe he has already fallen somewhere."

The Holy Master's tone sounded disdainful, but there was a look of admiration that could not be concealed. Even if this Holy Master held a high position in the ghost organization, even if he had an irreconcilable position with Kunlun Mountain, he could not avoid his respect for the Mountain Lord and the sword. Holy admiration.

Qing Yan nodded in agreement, and said: "But there are still a few people, although they are not as superb as the Sword Master, but they still look down on the world."

The Holy Master was silent again for a while, and then said: "It's almost impossible, do you think the one from Luochahai or the one from Yunjianzong will seek refuge in Kunlun Mountain?"

Qingyan lowered her head and said, "Master Holy Master, from the first day I joined Ghost, I remember you told me that in this world, things that seem least likely to happen are often the most likely to happen."

This night, the Holy Master seemed to be silent for many times. After a while, he only heard him ask: "Based on your inference, whose sword energy is more like it?"

Qingyan clasped her fists in both hands, and said: "According to what the Moon God said, that sword energy contains the awe-inspiring righteousness of heaven and earth, and even has a trace of mysterious and yellow energy from Kunlun Mountain. From what I can see below, this person must have been secretly trained by Kunlun Mountain for many years, and his cultivation of Qin Xinjing is just a cover-up."

The Holy Master said: "What can make such an important person reveal his identity?"

Qing Yan said: "Perhaps it is a catastrophe related to the life and death of Kunlun Mountain."

The black mist on the throne swelled a little, it seemed that the Holy Master stood up, and he said: "Stop investigating this person for the time being, we still have important things to do right now, this seat's millennium plan is here. "

"Yes, this subordinate respectfully abides by the order of the Holy Master, and will go through fire and water without hesitation." Qing Yan shouted in a deep voice, a faint light flashed in the depths of her eyes.

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It was still this late night, all the lights of Wanjia were extinguished, only a few places were still flickering, and the activities during it were unknown.

In Qinglong District, the Fang Mansion was completely silent. Except for the guards on duty, everyone else had already fallen asleep. In the depths of the courtyard, there was another room with a bright light. If you look carefully, you can see a fat figure lying in front of the desk.

This is already the number of sleepless nights. Fang Zhongyu sat alone in front of the lamp, the faint light shone on his fat and oily face, but the fat figure seemed extremely small at this moment, like a drop in the ocean.

In fact, everyone is just a drop in the ocean, as light as duckweed, swaying in the world.

Originally, Fang Zhongyu's daily life was only dealing with money, but Tang Ge's sudden appearance broke his original rules, and he had to become the pawn of the Kunlun Mountain disciple.

Being able to make Fang Zhongyu, who is rich in the world, willing to work for others shows that he has a very close relationship with Kunlun Mountain.

"Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles."

Although Fang Zhongyu's eyes were the size of soybeans, they were extremely radiant. He stared at the verses on the file, and couldn't take his eyes off for a long time.

"Ugh……"

After a long time, Fang Zhongyu looked away from the file and leaned against the back of the chair with a slightly pale face and empty eyes.

With his head resting on the back of the chair, Fang Zhongyu's eyes were looking at the dark place on the beam, and he was rubbing the purple gold wrench on his thumb in his hand.

The purple gold ring finger shimmered under the light, which was a bit dazzling in this dim room, but at this moment, Fang Zhongyu was not in the mood to pay attention to it.

Over the years of ups and downs in the business world, he is no longer the only person who promises, and his ability to observe words and emotions has been perfected by him.

Although Chaotian City is calm and calm at the moment, at this time, the people of Kunlun Mountain suddenly descended from the mountain. Although there is only one person of low morals, Fang Zhongyu is afraid that it will be difficult to cause disturbances in the city, but Fang Zhongyu feels more and more uneasy. Keen sense of touch.

call out!
Suddenly there was a strange sound from the room, like a long arrow piercing the sky, and like the sound of a flame suddenly going out and turning into green smoke.

Fang Zhongyu suddenly sat upright, his nerves tensed, and his fat body trembled. His eyes were fixed on the open space in front of him until the wisp of green smoke slowly emerged.

Accompanied by a strange sound, a wisp of green smoke curled up, and then a figure in black slowly walked out of the smoke. Fang Zhongyu's eyes widened instantly, and he held the armrest of the big chair with both hands, dragging his fat body , stood up suddenly.

The man in black said, "Old Fang, long time no see."

(End of this chapter)