Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Chapter 397

Speaking of the Sacred Fire Cult, Qin Jinsong, the governor of Jiantiansi Town, obviously has more say.

"If you want to talk about the origin of the Sacred Fire Cult, you have to mention the immortal leader of the Sacred Fire Cult, Mr. Qiu Ru."

Lin Ji looked like he was listening carefully, but in his heart he remembered the soul of the leader of the Holy Fire Cult who once briefly controlled Beishuang in the Holy Fire Secret Realm.

"So her name is Qiuru Jun? She's still a woman!" Lin Ji thought to himself.

"What does it mean to die or not?" Lin Ji asked again, which sounded a bit weird.

"Jun Qiuru is already dead. He was besieged and killed by several seniors in the monk world. It was hundreds of years ago."

"But she's not dead." Lin Ji said this firmly.

"That's right, she is a strong Daoist, as long as her Dao is not destroyed, she will continue to exist."

"Holy fire?"

"Holy fire!" Qin Jinsong nodded and said, "Before Mr. Qiuru died, he turned his big prop into a holy fire, then disintegrated the holy fire and scattered it all over Yunzhou."

"Since then, the Sacred Fire Cult has turned from light to dark, and began to send fire hunters to collect the holy fire, in order to restore the holy fire to its integrity."

"The Dao is complete, so Qiu Ru-jun will naturally be able to return. There may be other points in this, but this must be a monk who has achieved the Dao to understand."

Hearing this, Lin Ji already understood why this was such a big trouble.

"So the holy fire in my hand is something that the Holy Fire Cult will never give up. As long as I still have the holy fire in my hand, they will never stop with me, even if I flee to the ends of the earth?"

"That's the reason." Qin Jinsong said helplessly, "Brother Lin, why do you have such a thing as the Holy Fire? I thought that before you went to the Holy Fire Secret Realm, Master Fang would have told you not to touch the Holy Fire, let alone covet it." .”

"It's all accidents." Lin Ji prevaricated casually.

He couldn't tell what he had seen the leader of the Sacred Fire Cult.

Thinking of this, Lin Ji got up and said, "Let's go to the prison to see Zhang Jing first, at least get some news from him."

"That's the reason." Zhang Jinsong and Lu Nanting naturally had no objection.

The three of them once again came to the prison of Supervisor Tiansi.

In the deepest cell of the prison, not only Zhang Jing with a Chinese face, but also Zhang Qixian, whom he had met before, was also there.

A green pear fruit rolled on the ground, Zhang Qixian knelt on the ground and kowtowed non-stop, his forehead was bloody, but he didn't stop at all.

"Father, you were bewitched by a cult. My son asks for nothing but you to eat this green pear fruit."

"Get out!" Zhang Jing cursed weakly, and turned his face to the other side.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ji turned his head and looked at Qin Jinsong who was at the side.

Qin Jinsong said in a low voice: "Brother Zhang took good care of me back then, and I am the one who is sorry for Brother Zhang. I have always felt guilty all these years."

"Qi Xian is Brother Zhang's only son, but I brought him up. He has been trying to save Brother Zhang all these years."

Lin Ji shook his head and said, "Help? That Zhang Jing doesn't look like he's being coerced at all."

Hearing this, Qin Jinsong let out a long sigh and shook his head slightly.

Lin Ji didn't care about these things, he walked over first and pulled Zhang Qixian up.

"It's none of your business here, go out."

Zhang Qixian still wanted to resist, but Lin Ji threw him out of the cell with a sudden force.

"If you dare to talk nonsense, I will punish your father." Lin Ji said coldly.

Hearing this, Zhang Qixian died down, but he didn't want to leave, and looked inside through the cell door.

Lin Ji didn't care about this.

The relationship between Zhang Jing and Qin Jinsong and Zhang Qixian has nothing to do with him.

He only knew that he was plotted against by Zhang Jing, and the wound on his body was still hurting.

Soon, the head of the cell brought three chairs, and Lin Ji grabbed a chair and sat in the front, looking at Zhang Jing.

"How did you do it? It seems that although your cultivation base is a day tour, your realm is vain, and you are not considered a powerful figure among monks of the same level. When you attacked me earlier, my blood suddenly collapsed, and my soul was sluggish. .Is it because of the holy fire?"

Zhang Jing closed his eyes and didn't answer, his face was filled with a will to die.

Lin Ji was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "You don't have to say anything, as long as you don't die, the news will definitely not come back to your Holy Fire Cult so quickly, and I can leave Yunzhou and go back to the capital to go out of the gate of the Tiansi General Yamen If you don't step forward, you will never take back the holy fire in my hand."

After the words fell, Zhang Jing remained unmoved on the surface.

But Lin Ji's other mind had already seen through Zhang Jing, and his heart was obviously shaken.

He may not care about his own life, but he will not care about the mission of the Holy Fire Cult.

However, this threat seemed not enough to make Zhang Jing speak.

Lin Ji looked back at Zhang Qixian at the door of the cell.

"Your son is really not a thing. He stole green pear fruit to save you, but he didn't care about my colleague's life or death. If this matter is investigated, I will at least charge him with murdering a colleague."

"Brother Lin" Qin Jinsong's face moved slightly, but he didn't say anything, but saw Lin Ji turn his head back with a cold face.

Lin Ji, who was always amiable, showed a stern aura at this time.

Inexplicably, Qin Jinsong couldn't utter a word, and at this moment, he felt a little panic in his heart.

Lu Nanting on the side also noticed this scene.

"The power of the primordial spirit is so strong that even I am a little startled." He thought to himself.

Lin Ji continued to look at Zhang Jing.

When the topic turned to Zhang Qixian, Zhang Jing obviously panicked.

Sure enough, you have to hit seven inches to hit a snake. It seems that this guy still misses his son.

Lin Ji smiled and said: "You answer what I ask, if you hide and hesitate a little, your son's fate will not be very good. I, Lin Ji, swear on my life, if I can't match my words and deeds on this matter, heaven and earth will perish."

After the words fell, Zhang Jing finally opened his eyes.

He looked at Lin Ji, neither sad nor happy.

"Ask, give me a good time after asking, don't make things difficult for him."

"Father!" Zhang Qixian shouted from outside the guard.

But he was taken away by Qin Jinsong soon, and Qin Jinsong never came back.

Obviously he couldn't bear it, but he also acquiesced to Lin Ji's methods.

Lin Ji asked: "Is the change in my body because of the holy fire?"

Zhang Jinsong reached into his arms and took out a token.

"This is the fire-seeking order, which contains the means left by the leader to control the holy fire."

Lin Ji took the token and looked at it for a while, but couldn't see the way.

"So, as long as you have the holy flame on your body, you will be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of you fire hunters?"

"This is the method left by the leader when he disintegrated the Dao, in order to gather the holy fire smoothly."

The answer was irrelevant, but it affirmed what Lin Ji said.

All of a sudden, Lin Ji's face became extremely ugly, and the benefits brought by the previous holy fire disappeared.

"The bullshit is invulnerable to all poisons, the holy fire of rubbish, it's killing me."

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