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Chapter 292

Except for Gu Yingxi and He Zongtao who stayed in the guest garden, everyone followed Yu Xian to Fubao Building.

Fubao Building is one of the best shops in Changhuan Mansion, even in wartime it did not affect its booming business.In their spare time, they were talking with the shopkeeper about selling materials, and Jing Yingrong walked around.

Walking to a row of shelves, her eyes were attracted by a volume of books——

"The Exploration of the Human Race's Path to Taoism".

There are several volumes next to this volume. The author and the title of the book must belong to the same series, which are chapters such as "Exploration", "Development", "Evolution", and "Contradiction".

Jing Yingrong dipped her spiritual sense into the book, browsed through the content of the sample part, and then called the shop assistant to buy the whole series.

Jishajian: "Why did you buy this?"

Jing Yingrong: "The writing is very rigorous and meticulous. Even if it is a story from a long time ago, there are not too many mistakes. The author has carefully researched it, so it is worth reading."

Ji Yanzhu: "Who is the author?"

Jing Yingrong glanced at the signature, and replied, "Smell the rose."

Extreme Flame Bead: "I've never heard of it."

Jijie Pen: "Maybe it's just a pseudonym."

Afterwards, Jing Yingrong bought two boxes of bait for aquatic spirit beasts, and the affairs of Yu Xian and the others were settled, and the group left the Fubao building, preparing to return to the guest house by the same route.

Halfway through the journey, a disciple of the Wufeng Sword Sect hurried towards him. They didn't pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly, when the other party's eyes swept over him, he suddenly stopped and shouted, "Huo Xiumao?"

Huo Xiumao looked at the sound, was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered something, said: "It's you."

That person was Shao Yi who had clashed with him in Songlan City back then, and now he has a Nascent Soul Stage cultivation.

Yu Xian nudged Huo Xiumao lightly with his elbow, "Are you an acquaintance?"

Huo Xiumao: "No, it's just acquaintance."

Shao Yi looked at Yu Xian, his eyes were fixed, and there was a burst of fighting spirit.

"Idle!"

"Hiss—" Yu Xian picked out his ears, winked and said: "My fellow Taoist, my ears are very good, so I don't need to be so loud."

"..."

Shao Yi was a little embarrassed, pursed his lips, and said still unconvinced: "I know you have defeated Brother Mo, and I must ask you for advice in the future!"

Yu Xian: "All right, all right, see you in the future, let's go first and say goodbye."

"and many more!"

Shao Yi stepped forward and stopped a few people, "We brought back some people who need to be resettled. I just went to find the owner of the palace, but he was not there. You are a disciple of Taichu Guan, can you also be responsible for this matter?"

Yu Xian was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Where did you bring the man?"

Shao Yi: "We were ordered by the master to arrest the evil cultivator Ren Cen. This time we finally found his whereabouts. When we chased him to his hiding place, we accidentally let him escape, but some of the people captured by him were still alive. He brought them back. This person previously attacked the monks who transferred the people everywhere. After killing the monks, he took the people away. The hometown of these people has been occupied by monsters and they are now homeless. We will continue to track down Ren Cen. There is no way to bring them back to the gate, so we have to let them stay here."

Shu Pinghui asked curiously: "Why did he arrest so many mortals?"

Shao Yi glanced at her, thought for a while, and said: "Forget it, it's okay to tell you. This person has a master, and he is also a villain with no conscience. He takes pleasure in slaughtering people. According to our speculation, he should have The people captured were used to send his master, and the people found in his hiding place are far less than the number of missing people, hum, it’s just hateful!"

He clenched his fists, resentful.

Huo Xiumao's body shook, and he asked eagerly, "What's his master's name?"

Shao Yi replied, "Ke Changmiao."

Huo Xiumao's pupils shrank suddenly, and Yu Xian looked at him thoughtfully.

Shao Yi didn't notice Huo Xiumao's strangeness, he said to Yu Xian: "I've said everything I need to say, how about it, can you make the decision?"

Yu Xian smiled and said, "Where is the person, let's go and see first. By the way, I don't know your name yet."

Shao Yi stated his name, "Those people are still outside the city gate, and they can only come in with the order of the museum owner. I will take you there."

After saying that, he turned around and led the way.

A group of people followed Shao Yi out of the city, and at a glance they saw a hundred people gathered at the foot of the city wall, and several monks from the Wufeng Sword Sect were waiting beside them.

Yu Xian scanned the more than 100 mortals with his spiritual sense, and asked Shao Yi, "Have you all known their personal information?"

Shao Yi was stunned, and said: "No, I only asked a few of them, and I know that they are all from the same place."

Yu Xian raised his eyebrows and didn't speak.

At this time, those few monks came forward, and from their titles, we could tell that they were all Shao Yi's younger brothers and sisters, and Shao Yi was explaining to them that he had brought Yu Xian and others here.

At the same time, Jing Yingrong stared at someone in the crowd without blinking.

She said in the sea of ​​consciousness: "That person, the method of hiding his cultivation is very clever."

Jisha Sword: "Why is he pretending to be a mortal?"

Jijie Pen: "Maybe I want to sneak into the city. Is it a magical power that you haven't seen in the mirror?"

"En." Jing Yingrong responded, and then said: "It's a combination of techniques and external objects."

She pondered, and asked with a smile, "Are you interested?"

Jing Yingrong: "I want to know, maybe it can be used as a reference."

Ji Yanzhu: "Go and ask him."

Jishajian: "Are you sure he will say it?"

"If you don't want to," Ji Yanzhu said in a natural tone, "I will let him be willing, because the mirror really wants to know."

Ji Shajian thought about it, and said, "That's fine."

Jijie Pen said helplessly: "You two, don't be so violent. Mirror, I think he has already noticed that you are paying attention to him, and you can give him another layer of pressure by getting closer. After entering the city, you can find him in private. He, if he's smart enough, he'll know what to do."

Jing Yingrong agreed, and walked towards the other party.

It was an old man with sallow complexion, thin skin and white beard and hair. He had no spiritual power leaking from his body, and he was hunched over and blended inconspicuously among mortals.

As Jijiebi said, he had long noticed Jing Yingrong's undisguised gaze, although his expression was still calm, there was tension in his eyes.

With Jing Yingrong's movement, the old man's expression changed slightly, and the calmness he was trying to maintain was in jeopardy.

When he found out that the eyes of those people in Taichuguan were following the woman as if nothing, he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

The guilty conscience in his eyes turned into madness, and he shot a fierce and fierce light, and immediately rushed towards Jing Yingrong.

The sudden burst of spiritual power was like thunder on the ground, and everyone present was instantly startled.Everyone saw an afterimage passing by, and a sharp snake-shaped dagger rested on Jing Yingrong's neck.

Behind Jing Yingrong, a man pretending to be fierce showed his fierce face, holding a dagger in one hand and imprisoning her arms with the other.Where he stood before, a pile of clothes and a complete human skin were scattered.

The human skin was fresh as if it had just been peeled off from a person, the torso and limbs were intact, and the face of the old man could be seen from the head.Daoes of light flashed on the inside of the pale human skin, exuding a hidden meaning, so it can be seen that it is a treasure.

The mortals around screamed and scattered, and the Wufeng Sword Sect saw the man's appearance clearly, and said in astonishment: "Ren Cen?!"

Without the cover of human skin, the man's mid-Yuanying cultivation was exposed to everyone.He clenched the dagger tightly, and sneered darkly: "It almost succeeded, but unfortunately... it's all your fault!"

He gouged out Jing Yingrong's eyes bitterly, and then said to the others: "If you want her to survive, you need to be acquainted..."

Ren Cen's voice became quieter, and he couldn't continue, because he found that the people in Taichu Guan on the opposite side were looking at him with strange eyes.

How much shock, how much shock, some admiration, and perhaps a little pity.

He suddenly heard an "ah" from the woman in front of him.

Yu Xian and the others all turned their gazes to her.

Jing Yingrong: "I was held hostage."

Everyone: "?"

Jing Yingrong: "Help."

Everyone: "..."

(End of this chapter)