Xuantian Law Envoy

Chapter 145 The Last Relic
"Director, are you looking for me?"

Prisoner Dragon City Patrol Division.

Chen Jian walked into the main hall of the former director Zhao Jun and met the new director Liu Qingfei.

Liu Qingfei nodded, looked at Chen Jian who was looking for a place to sit down, and said, "Okay, don't sit down, I'll finish soon."

Chen Jian raised his eyebrows, and stood there in a little embarrassment.

Liu Qingfei glanced at Chen Jian, and said calmly: "I heard that you have been hanging out with that outsider for the past two days?"

Chen Jian frowned and said, "I'm investigating those murder cases according to the request of the Secretary."

"Oh?" Liu Qingfei snorted, "Is there any result?"

Chen Jian shook his head.

Liu Qingfei snorted coldly: "Chen Jian, the former director invited you to do something. We give you 500 yuan of low-grade spirit stones every month, not for nothing."

"You must know that your salary is five times that of our ordinary policeman."

Chen Jian said lightly: "Chen has always kept this in mind."

Only then did Liu Qingfei casually say: "Very good, as long as you can remember."

"Now, those homicide cases are temporarily put on hold. I will let you investigate the old enemies of the former director Zhao Jun."

"This is the dossier I summarized for you. Now the four major families and all the monks in the city are paying attention to the Patrol Division, expecting me to give them a result."

"Let Prisoner Dragon City restore its former peace."

"Maybe you can do something to let me see what the five times the salary is worth? If you do a good job, there may be a possibility to increase it."

Hearing this, Chen Jian didn't say much, but nodded: "This subordinate understands."

Liu Qingfei was very satisfied with Chen Jian's reaction.

He thought his beating had worked.

However, he still threatened Chen Jian.

Before leaving, Liu Qingfei said to Chen Jian: "Remember, I'm watching you, try to make as few mistakes as possible, don't give me a chance to expel you."

Chen Jian waved his hand, turned and left the main hall.

As soon as he walked out of the main entrance, his face darkened, he took out the sound transmission order and took a look, then walked quickly towards the archives.

Not long after, he walked out of the archives, frowned and left the Patrol Division.

Prison Dragon City East Tianshui Lane.

This is the "slum area" of Prisoner Dragon City.

Most of the people who live here are poor casual cultivators.

They couldn't find the treasured cave in the Lingshan Mountain to clean up, so they could only do some odd jobs for the four major families in Prison Dragon City to earn some spirit stones to maintain their cultivation.

Soon after, Chen Jian appeared in front of a family's door.

After knocking on the door, he found that the door was unlocked, so he opened the door and entered.

After entering the yard.

Chen Jiancai discovered that this family seemed to be wearing mourning clothes.

The yard is filled with white flags.

In the main hall of the courtyard, there is a coffin.

Two bleak figures were kneeling in the courtyard.

From time to time, qi refining monks with the appearance of casual cultivators stepped forward to offer incense to the spiritual tablet, as if they were paying homage to the master.

"Excuse me, is this the home of Tong Daoyou?"

Chen Jian asked a Qi Refining cultivator who was about to leave.

The man looked at him in surprise, and then sighed softly: "Fellow Daoist came to him because he had some questions about cultivation, right? You are late, Senior Tong has already gone west."

"What?" Chen Jian was slightly taken aback.

At this time, the elderly woman who was kneeling on the ground got up and looked at Chen Jian: "Is this fellow Taoist also here to pay homage to her deceased husband?"

Chen Jian nodded, and only after the rest of the monks gradually dispersed did he ask about Tong Sheng.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then said sadly: "The deceased husband was plotted against when he came back from the Fairy Meeting in the Spirit Pagoda. He died on the spot and was rescued by fellow Taoists desperately."

"Being plotted against?"

Chen Jian said in surprise.

This person was one of the two people Xu Qing was looking for in the news.

It is said that he is a master craftsman. Although he is only at the early stage of foundation establishment, he is able to refine middle-grade magic weapons, and he is quite famous in the Ten Cities Alliance.

But died recently?
"When did this happen?" Chen Jian asked quickly.

"Just three days ago," the woman cried.

Chen Jian sighed, said a few words of comfort, left a middle-grade spirit stone behind, and then turned to leave.

When he went out, he felt a little heavy.

If the last person on the list also suffers the same misfortune, then their line is broken again.

The remaining one is named Wu Zhen, who is also a master craftsman.

But this person is not in Prisoner Dragon City, but in the adjacent Tianhe City.

For this point, it seems that Xu Qing needs to go there in person.

After sending Wu Zhen's address to Wang Qian, Chen Jian came near the city gate.

Seeing that the city gate was still closed, he could only wait patiently in the city.

In the evening, the city gate finally opened.

And Wang Qian also hurried back.

"Where's Xu Qing? Did you go to Tianhe City?" Chen Jian asked with concern.

Wang Qian nodded worriedly and said: "That's right, he went as soon as he received the news, Master Chen, is he okay?"

"Him?" Chen Jian shook his head, "It's not him, but us that you should worry about now."

At this moment, a stream of light suddenly flew towards Wang Qian, which attracted the attention of many people on the street.

Wang Qian jumped and grabbed the sound transmission talisman with a curious expression on her face.

As Chen Jian said.

There are still people using this thing these days.

As a result, Wang Qian scanned the letter with her spiritual sense and said in amazement, "What did he ask me for?"

Chen Jian looked at her with surprise.

I heard Wang Qian say: "It's my master's former friend. I haven't contacted him for a long time. He suddenly said that he wants to see me."

"Let me accompany you, just in case." Chen Jian thought for a while.

Wang Qian didn't refuse either.

"In Panlong Lane in the north of the city."

Chen Jian was a little surprised: "The oldest ancient street in Prison Dragon City?"

Wang Qian nodded: "That's right, this senior's family has a longer history than Prisoner Dragon City."

Chen Jian suddenly looked surprised, and became somewhat curious about the senior.

soon.

Panlong Lane in the north of the city.

Chen Jian and Wang Qian looked at each other and walked into a dilapidated talisman shop.

It is very old now, but there are some brand-new elementary talisman seals hanging all over the wall at the entrance. A one-eyed old man is sitting on the rocking chair behind the counter, humming lazily: "Qian'er? Here you come."

Wang Qian greeted quickly: "Senior Qiu! I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are still in good health."

The old man just got up and walked towards the back of the house, without talking nonsense: "Let's not talk about politeness, I called you here today to give you something."

"Your master gave it to me five years ago."

"I sensed that you activated the Chihong Sword recently, so I guessed that you might have some troublesome things."

"I think these things should be able to help you."

Wang Qian opened her mouth, and was about to ask how the old man knew that she had activated the ancestral magic weapon.

But it was interrupted by the old man's agile movements.

soon.

The old man took out a wooden box in the back room.

The wooden box was sealed on all sides, and there was no opening.

Just when Wang Qian was surprised.

The old man raised his hand to signal Wang Qian to take out the ancestral magic sword.

Then in front of her and Chen Jian.

Gently put the dharma sword on the wooden box.

In the end, the wooden box unexpectedly fainted a circle of spirit patterns.

Centered on the magic sword, the wooden box split in all directions.

Many gaps were exposed.

Then, like a mechanical reorganization, a gap was slowly opened.

revealed what was inside.

Inside the wooden box was an ancient book, a stack of files, and a crystal green branch.

"This is a branch of the Sansheng tree!!" Chen Jian recognized the crystal green branch at a glance.

"Master Chen has good eyesight." Old Man Qiu gave him a surprised look and nodded.

He turned to Wang Qian and said, "This is left to you by your master. It can greatly improve the wood attribute in your body, and help you cultivate while promoting your spiritual energy and promoting blood circulation."

"This exercise is a remnant of a high-grade fire attribute exercise. I don't know where that old guy found it for you."

"In short, your wood attribute aura is most suitable for practicing this technique."

"Combined with the branches of the three-life tree, there will be no problem for you to reach the golden core."

"The last stack is the file left by him when he investigated the case back then, and I will hand it over to you today."

"I guess these files are related to his death that year."

After listening to the old man's words, Chen Jian was taken aback.

dead?

Didn't Wang Qian's master cut off his meridian?

"Senior Qiu, didn't my master commit suicide?" Wang Qian asked in shock.

"Suicide?" Old Man Qiu gave a wry smile, sighed, then looked at Wang Qian firmly and shook his head, "It's absolutely impossible!"

"We have known each other for more than 50 years. Don't look at his usual appearance, but he has never committed suicide."

"His death was anything but simple."

Wang Qian took a deep breath, the old man regained his composure unexpectedly, took the wooden box and put away the things inside, and was about to leave.

"Where are you going? Look here, my basement can be said to be the most secret place in the entire Prisoner Dragon City."

"It's not safe anywhere else."

The old man shook his head, and led the two of them towards a basement.

Entering the basement, I looked at the densely packed seals and talismans all over the wall.

Even Chen Jian gasped.

Wang Qian wasn't in the mood to pay too much attention, so she put down the file and started looking through it.

Chen Jian was not idle, and also began to study these files.

After flipping through a few books at random, he suddenly asked in amazement: "Why are all these files related to the Yu family?"

When mentioning the Yu family, Chen Jian immediately became serious and asked Wang Qian, "What exactly was your master investigating before he died?"

Wang Qian said in a daze, "I don't know either."

Tianhe City.

Xu Qing turned into a ray of light and landed on the ground. Looking at the majestic city gate and the monks and ordinary people coming and going, he was suddenly a little surprised.

This is a city where ordinary people and monks live together.

After entering the city, he quickly found Wu Zhen's residence according to the address given by Chen Jian.

And luckily yes.

Wu Zhen is still alive.

After hearing Xu Qing's explanation of his intention, Wu Zhen was surprised.

However, he soon became serious and realized the seriousness of the problem.

In a restaurant.

Wu Zhen said to Xu Qing: "Li Daoyou and I didn't talk much, but what we discussed were the circulation methods of spirit stones."

"There are also the uniqueness of the spirit stones produced by the alliance and the method of distinguishing genuine spirit stones from fake spirit stones."

"However, you also know that Beizhou has a long history, vast territory and rich resources, and it is impossible for all spirit stones to come from the alliance."

"Before the alliance controlled the spirit veins, many spirit stones were already in circulation."

"If it is true that someone is mining spirit stones privately as you said, these spirit stones that have not been processed by the alliance's special means will flow into the market once they are released."

"It will definitely attract attention in the North State, and the alliance is not a fool."

Xu Qing said via voice transmission: "But as far as I know, as long as you master the alliance's special method for dealing with spirit stones."

"Then, even if we harvest spiritual veins privately and create spiritual stones, no one will be able to discover them?"

Wu Zhen nodded: "Theoretically, it is so, but it is still possible to distinguish, but the method of distinguishing is quite special."

"There are not many people like this in the whole Northern State."

Xu Qing suddenly understood: "I think Senior Wu is one of them, right?"

Wu Zhen smiled wryly: "That's right, the dead Tong Sheng is another person."

He sighed: "I never thought that Tong Daoyou would die like this, and his death is unclear."

"If he is still alive, the simplification and universal research on low-level refining methods will probably improve in the next 200 years. What a loss for cultivator Xuantian."

Xu Qing also sighed: "Senior Wu, in this way, you will have to remain anonymous for a while."

After thinking for a while, he took out the magic jade card: "You keep this thing for self-defense, I think you will know how to use it with your qi refining skills."

Wu Zhen just glanced at the magic jade card, and couldn't look away: "This, this is. This is the law—"

Xu Qing waved his hand to stop Wu Zhen's exclamation.

Wu Zhen finally came to his senses, and quickly thanked Xu Qing: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Xu, for the gift, but—"

"Senior, don't think too much. You use this object to hide your identity in Tianhe City. After the matter over there is finished, I will come to you and ask for the treasure back."

Only then did Wu Zhen smile: "Okay, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

Xu Qing nodded, and released the aura of recognizing the owner of the magic jade card.

Turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

Wu Zhen looked at Xu Qing's back and nodded slightly in admiration: "Such a treasure is easily given to me for self-defense. The origin of this son is not simple. Alas, it's just a pity for that child's voice."

After half a day.

Prison Dragon City.

After receiving the order from Chen Jian and Wang Qian, Xu Qing rushed to Panlong Lane quickly.

But I saw Wang Qian who looked furious.

As soon as he entered the yard, Xu Qing heard Chen Jian exclaiming.

"Stop her, Fellow Daoist Xu!"

Xu Qing tore off Wang Qian who jumped up, held her firmly and looked at Chen Jian: "What's wrong?"

Chen Jian sighed.

Xu Qing looked at Wang Qian again: "What happened?"

Wang Qian's eyes were red, and she sternly said to Xu Qing, "My master didn't commit suicide, someone killed him! He was killed! He, he."

Immediately, Wang Qian knelt down on the ground as if she had exhausted all her strength, covering her face and weeping bitterly.

Xu Qing glanced at Chen Jian in surprise, saw the other party nodded, then squatted down and whispered in Wang Qian's ear: "Crying, there is no way to solve the problem, and it will not bring your master back to life."

"Only revenge."

Wang Qian suddenly raised her head to look at Xu Qing, with tears on her face, she nodded fiercely: "Then you are still holding me?"

Xu Qing pursed her lips: "But, if you lose your mind because of this, then you will never find the murderer."

"You may even lose your life because of this. When you calm down, I will help you."

Wang Qian stared at him blankly.

After taking a few breaths, he calmed down: "Okay."

Xu Qing nodded and walked towards the house: "Let me see what your master left behind."

(End of this chapter)