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Chapter 605: The Assassin's Memory

When Wang Ping recovered from the thunderbolt, he immediately took back the "Tian Tong Fu", then used hand gestures to drive the wood spirit in his body to disperse the remaining thunder and lightning power.

Yu Lian asked in the spiritual sea: "Are you okay?"

"Don't worry, not only is everything fine, but it has made my soul a little stronger." Wang Ping called up the light screen panel while answering. The progress of soul cultivation actually increased by 2 points under the bombardment of thunder punishment just now, reaching (45/100).

The idea of ​​using thunder punishment to practice only flashed through Wang Ping's mind. Thunder punishment represents the way of heaven. Being punished by heaven for a long time will not benefit his advancement at all.

He calmed himself and turned to look at Hongyuan, Qin Zifeng and Qingjiang. When they took action at Wudao Mansion just now, he thought about killing Qin Zifeng. After all, it has been confirmed that Qin Zifeng is Ziluan's puppet. But then he thought that Hongyuan might also be a puppet, and he now needs Qin Zifeng to stabilize the hearts of the people in Nanlin Road.

Moreover, the person who spread the rumors must not be Zi Luan, because by doing so he would not have any chance of gaining anything. Instead, it would reduce his luck and would be very detrimental to his promotion to the fourth realm.

"I've met Master Changqing!"

The three of them clasped their fists and bowed at the same time.

Wang Ping gently waved his hand in response, then his eyes fell on Hong Yuan and said, "You have to go back. Jinhuai City cannot be in chaos. Only the two of you can stabilize the situation in Jinhuai City!"

Hong Yuan hesitated a little, but Qin Zifeng said simply: "I will follow your orders!"

Wang Ping nodded, not caring about Hong Yuan's answer, and said: "Go to the front hall to find Wen Yi, he will arrange it for you." After that, he stretched out his right hand and pointed, two blessing talismans appeared and sank into the bodies of the two people.

The two of them changed their expressions slightly. Yu Lian raised her head and said, "These are two blessing talismans. With them, you will not be afraid of any poison or curse below the third realm. Even if you are beaten half-crippled, the wood spirit energy inside will repair your body."

"Thank you, Masato!"

"Go!"

Wang Ping waved his hand.

Yu Lian had something else to say in her mind. If the two dared to act recklessly, these two talismans would directly disrupt their spiritual veins and make them live a life worse than death.

After the two left with mixed feelings, Wang Ping set his eyes on Qingjiang.

"You go down too."

Qing Jiang bowed silently and said, "Junior Brother Hongyuan is obviously at a loss. If he goes back, it may make things worse. Although Junior Brother Qin is calm, he can't restrain Junior Brother Hongyuan."

Wang Ping understood Qingjiang's words and asked, "Do you want to follow them to Jinhuai City?"

"Correct!"

Wang Ping nodded thoughtfully and asked, "What do you want?"

In the world of cultivation, no one can make such selfless contributions, and Wang Ping would not believe such a thing.

Qing Jiang bowed again and responded: "I want to use the waterways of Sanhe Prefecture to plan the third realm. I hope you can help me!"

She bowed.

"That's a reasonable request!"

Wang Ping did not refuse, and waved his hand, saying, "Go to the front hall to find Wen Yi, he will make the arrangements."

Qingjiang bowed silently again, and walked backwards out of the courtyard, then walked cautiously towards the gate of the dojo, looking a little lonely and silent. Yulian looked at her back and said in her spiritual sea: "She is now rootless and floating, and it seems that she may be blown away by the wind at any time. You have to work hard and must be promoted to the fourth level, otherwise Xiaozhu and Shuang'er will be like this."

Wang Ping silently reached out his hand to touch Yu Lian's head, and Yu Lian gently rubbed his palm.

"Now, we have to go check on those unexpected guests!"

As he spoke, his figure flashed and he brought Yu Lian to the underground prison below the barrier formation. In a dark prison deep in the prison area, seven second-level cultivators who were tied up by vines were imprisoned there.

Interrogation was impossible. Wang Ping did not have that much time to waste. He summoned two spare puppets and controlled them to use the "soul-searching technique" to directly check their memories.

The first cultivator whose memory was read was the one on the far left, a water cultivator. He had lived an ordinary life, like most cultivators. He grew up in a large family and was chosen by a nearby Taoist temple since he was a child because of his good physique.

Then, he continued to practice in the Taoist temple. As the years passed, he quietly watched his loved ones pass away one after another. His Taoist heart survived this test and successfully reached the second level. Then came another long and boring period of practice. This time, his path to immortality seemed to become increasingly vague, and he finally decided to give it a try.

"Shiquan Temple, a large sect of independent cultivators in the north!"

The most important part that Wang Ping read from the monk's memory was that he received the task from Shiquan Temple in the north, went south, and then received dispatch at a county government called Tashan County north of Mozhou Road.

This news made Wang Ping raise his eyebrows, it actually involved the northern faction!

He suppressed his doubts, got rid of the monk who had just read his memory, and then shifted his attention to the second monk on the left.

During the process of Wang Ping reading his memory, Yu Lian always lay quietly on Wang Ping's shoulder, always paying attention to whether there were any traps in the other party's soul and memory.

"Qingyuan Temple, such a familiar name..."

"When you purchased the Soul Induction, Cheng Xi wanted to use it to lure you out. That second-level Taiyan cultivator registered and created his identity at Qingyuan Temple."

Wang Ping immediately remembered this incident. Later, more information about Qingyuan Temple was presented to him. These materials showed that Qingyuan Temple was a brokerage business, so Shiquan Temple might also be the same.

As expected, the memories of the other five people were almost the same. They all had clean identities, and were all approaching their deathbed, so they wanted to make a last attempt to find a way out. Moreover, they all came to the south through some scattered Taoist temples that specialized in brokering business, and their destinations were all small counties in the north of Mozhou Road.

This is a common method used by many cultivators of higher realms to ambush others. Qianmu Guan sometimes also does this. For example, Ruan Chunzi is now using this method to deal with Cheng Xi.

Although these people were pitiful, Wang Ping showed no mercy because they were very dangerous.

After cleaning up the mess in the prison, Wang Ping brought Yu Lian back to the mountaintop dojo. His soul swept through the front hall, and then he flashed to the underground cave and opened the communication array in the corner.

Wu Quan's projection consciousness immediately appeared, followed by Gan Qi.

"Is Fellow Daoist Ziluan really missing?" Wu Quan asked anxiously.

"It may be a disappearance for us, but not for Daoist Brother Zi Luan himself. He disappeared on purpose!" Wang Ping's tone was certain, and his words showed his dissatisfaction with Zi Luan.

"Why did he..." Wu Quan started to speak subconsciously, but stopped abruptly after saying three words. It was obvious that he had thought of something, and finally he let out a sigh, "This is too unfair. After all, we have known each other for more than a thousand years!"

Then there was silence.

After a short silence, Gan Qi stood up, clasped his fists and saluted to Wang Ping and Wu Quan, saying, "Two seniors, I don't want to get involved in the next fight. I plan to move to Dongzhou with my disciples and adopted sons!"

(End of this chapter)