Chapter 36 Bad News
After entering the spiritual transformation realm, time was short, and Chu Zheng only cultivated two magical powers, one was the invisibility technique, and the other was the Tongsheng Seal.
The invisibility technique is to save life, and this Tongsheng Seal was specially cultivated by him for Fu Quanliang.
The Tongsheng Seal has great restrictions. It can only be used on one target. It cannot be used on another creature until the Tongsheng Seal is released or the creature carrying the Tongsheng Seal dies.
The ancient Qi warriors generally used this method to subdue some powerful beasts. As a long-term companion on the path of cultivation, this magical power was born in order to have something reliable behind them.
In fact, the role of the Tongsheng Seal is much more than that. After placing the seal, Chu Zheng was vaguely aware of the changes in Fu Quanliang's mood.
"Huh?"
Fu Quanliang was stunned for a while, and then stood up suddenly, looking at the slightly cold expression on Chu Zheng's face. His face was blue and white, and he struggled for a moment, but was powerless. He sat back and murmured:
"What do you want to do by placing such a restriction on me? How can I help you?"
Chu Zheng pondered. After a moment, he casually threw the wind-walking sword in front of Fu Quanliang and said slowly: "We'll wait until you survive."
"What do you mean?"
Fu Quanliang glanced at Feijian, a little confused.
“You killed the man, so naturally this flying sword should be in your hand.”
Chu Zheng walked to Jiang Cunhu’s body and squatted down, touched around, and soon he Behind his waist, he took out a small pocket as big as a palm.
The rope is tied so tightly that it cannot be pulled open by brute force.
"What is this?"
Chu Zheng did not hide his ignorance and handed it to Fu Quanliang.
"The storage bag requires magic power to open. I can't use it." Fu Quanliang shook his head: "Jiang Cunhu's things should be inside."
Chu Zheng's heart moved, and the energy in his body Qi Qingyong reached into the storage bag in his hand.
A space half a foot square appeared in his mind, with many items scattered here and there.
Chu Zheng took stock and took out a finger-long piece of jade.
Before Chu Zheng could ask, Fu Quanliang on the side took the initiative to explain: "Lingshi can speed up your practice and is considered the gold and silver of the world of cultivation."
"Such a piece can be exchanged for How much is it? Can it be exchanged for worldly gold and silver?" Chu Zheng wanted to find out the purchasing power of spiritual stones.
If it could be exchanged for earthly gold and silver...
"In this earthly world, this piece of money could buy the entire Song family, but no one would exchange it for gold and silver."
Fu Quanliang replied, then shook his head and said:
"It still depends on the region. There is no shortage of spiritual stones in the Holy Land of Cultivation. The value of low-grade spiritual stones is not high. It is shabby to give away to others. In some run-down small towns without spiritual veins, In the faction, I can occasionally get some good things, but they are usually used for practice."
Chu Zheng was a little disappointed, and then he took out all the unfamiliar things and asked Fu Quanliang to answer his questions one by one.
After a while, he put away the storage bag with satisfaction and slowly refined it with his own energy.
Killing Jiang Cunhu didn’t yield much, and the most valuable thing was the wind-walking sword, but it opened up a corner of the cultivation world for Chu Zheng and revealed some scenery.
This is enough.
It was not until dusk that Song Tonghai and Song Lingxue entered the courtyard and began to arrange for people to clean it.
The moment Jiang Cunhu arrived, they heard Chu Zheng’s message and had been hiding until now.
The dancers in the room were so confused that they hugged each other, huddled together, and shivered in the corner, not knowing what was going on outside.
After Song Lingxue sent a few people away, at the request of Chu Zheng, she adjusted Fu Quanliang's residence to the edge of the Song Mansion, far away from Chu Zheng.
Jiang Cunhu is dead, and now Yeguang Pavilion's next reaction is crucial.
Whether Fu Quanliang can stand up as a shield remains to be seen.
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Time is like quicksand at the fingertips, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. In the past half month, the Song Mansion has been calm, without any abnormality. The calmness is a little strange, which makes Chu Zheng feel a little uneasy.
In the early morning, the sky breaks.
Chu Zheng sat cross-legged in the courtyard, circulating Qi around the sky, swallowing the essence of the sun and moon to improve his power.
Unlike when he was refining Qi for a hundred days, his strength gradually began to progress slowly, and the yin and yang Qi around him gradually became thinner for him.
Although you can still practice, the speed is undoubtedly limited.
A burst of footsteps sounded from outside the hospital. Chu Zheng slowly stopped his attack and looked at Fu Quanliang, who was running quickly. He felt a little bad:
"What happened?"
Fu Quanliang had already been hit by him. He warned me that if there is no important matter, I would not move towards him.
"I just received a message from the sect, ordering me to return to the sect immediately, saying that it is the Song family's business and not to worry about it."
As he spoke, Fu Quanliang's expression became more and more strange:
"One of my junior brothers in the sect sent me a secret letter at the same time, saying that Senior Sister Song was ambushed and the protector, Elder Qin, was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but he luckily escaped back to the sect."
" Is Song Lingqing dead?" Chu Zheng narrowed his eyes and spoke to confirm.
"The junior brother didn't mention her life or death in the letter to me, I'm afraid..."
Fu Quanliang didn't finish his words, but Chu Zheng already knew.
Qin Feng suffered heavy losses, not to mention Song Lingqing. Judging from the actions of the Huanling Sect in recalling Fu Quanliang so that he no longer had to worry about the Song family, this person was most likely dead.
Snap——
There was a crisp sound in front of the courtyard door. Song Lingxue stood outside the courtyard with a dazed look on her face, with food boxes scattered on the ground at her feet.
Chu Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and soon he couldn't suppress a low laugh.
This knot has finally been resolved.
Amidst the laughter, Song Lingxue came back to her senses, her eyes were reddish, and she said hoarsely: "Why are you laughing?"
Chu Zheng didn't pay attention to her reaction. The smile on his face grew bigger and bigger. He shook his head and said:
"Song Lingqing is dead now. You have no value at all in the eyes of the immortal sect."
This is true for the Phantom Sect, and the same is true for Yeguang Pavilion.
Jiang Cunhu’s death will naturally be blamed on the Huanling Sect. No one will connect this matter with the Song family.
Even if there is anger, the Song family is now qualified to escape and will not be hunted down by the Immortal Sect.
At least, there is hope to live.
Song Lingxue didn’t listen anymore, turned around and ran to find Song Tonghai.
Chu Zheng slowly suppressed his smile, looked at Fu Quanliang on the side, and said in a deep tone:
"I have something to ask you to do."
"What is it? "Fu Quanliang's heart tightened.
"Before, it was the Phantom Sect that forced you into a dilemma of life and death. Don't you want to take revenge?"
"Revenge?"
Fu Quanliang felt a sense of absurdity: "How to take revenge?"< br>
The word revenge, he has never thought about it at all. How can a low-grade immortal bone take revenge on a giant sect of immortal sect?
“There is always something to pursue in life.”
Chu Zheng stood up slowly, looked far into the distance, slowly raised his hand and held it empty, as if holding the sun in his palm:
"I was born to do great things."
"The Song family is in trouble. You lead me into the Phantom Sect, and I will help you destroy him."
"I will do what you can't do."
( End of chapter)