After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 659 Qiao Mingtong is here, don’t leave now!

"Your girlfriend?"

Tong Xin asked in surprise.

"Get lost."

Chen Yang scolded and walked towards the main room.

On the sofa, the man was wearing black clothes and had long hair. He was tall and almost as tall as the child standing there.

He turned and looked at the two of them.

He has white eyebrows and black lips, and his face is as beautiful as jade.

She is not a woman at all, she is clearly a real man.

She looks no more than thirty, but,

"Cough cough..."

Tong Xin was so shocked by this scene that he almost choked on his own saliva.

"who are you?"

Standing at the door of the main room, Chen Yang looked at the man in front of him warily.

Instinctively, Chen Yang felt threatened by this man.

A very strong sense of danger.

As he asked this question, he immediately used the system to scan the information of the person in front of him.

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Name: Qiao Mingtong.

Physical fitness:27350.

Mental power: 30225/33256.

Divine thoughts: 19852.

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It's him?

The other deputy leader of the Gushen Cult besides Murong Qian.

Qiao Mingtong, known as the Little Poison King of Raojiang.

Why is he here?

Chen Yang's heart trembled. He never expected that it would be this person.

Qiao Mingtong picked up the remote control, slowly turned off the TV, and looked up at Chen Yang.

"Sorry, no one was home, so I came in by myself."

He smiled and said sorry, but there was no apology on his face.

"My name is Qiao Mingtong, from Raojiang. Your name is Chen Yang? You should have heard of me, right?"

Qiao Mingtong spoke slowly.

He picked up the tea he had brewed on the table and took a sip.

"Old man?"

Tong Xin found it a little funny that a man who looked to be in his thirties used such an old tone and called himself an old man in front of them.

It's a bit funny indeed.

However, when he met Qiao Mingtong's eyes, he immediately knew that he was wrong.

These eyes are too old.

Especially the look in his eyes, which were full of vicissitudes. He was definitely not a man in his thirties, but more like an old and frail man.

But in this vicissitudes of life, there is a hint of sharpness, like a poisonous needle hidden in cotton. Just a glance is enough to make the childish heart shudder.

awesome.

What a sharp look.

Tong Xin subconsciously took a step back to avoid the man's gaze, but still felt vaguely suffocated.

Qiao Mingtong?
What kind of place is this? How could there be so many masters in such a small place like Jiapiqiao?
Is this some advanced copy?

In just one or two days, Tong Xin felt that his worldview had been turned upside down.

It is rare to see powerful people in the realm of creation in normal times, but now you can run into a few of them easily?
Qiao Mingtong ignored him and looked directly at Chen Yang. "You must be tired. Have some tea and take a rest first..."

He poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Chen Yang, making people feel as if he was the master here.

Chen Yang looked at the tea in the cup and didn't move.

"What? Are you afraid that I will poison you?" Qiao Mingtong said with a smile.

Chen Yang was very calm when he heard this, "You are the Little Poison King of Raojiang. How dare I touch anything you have touched, let alone tea."

Frankly speaking, this is really frank.

Raojiang Little Poison King?
Tong Xin was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on Qiao Mingtong, and he became a little more wary.

Although he didn't know this person's identity, when Chen Yang mentioned this identity, people knew it was not a good one.

He’s already called the Poison King, how can he get better?
"Ah."

Qiao Mingtong's face turned slightly cold. "The Poison King is the Poison King, why do you have to add a small word? The thing I hate to hear the most in my life is a small word."

Chen Yang laughed dumbly.

Is the point this person is focusing on the key point?
"What do you want to do?"

Chen Yang stood at the door of the main room but did not enter.

Tong Xin didn't dare to go in anymore.

Qiao Mingtong stared at Chen Yang for a while before he smiled, "Don't be so nervous. I came to see you today without any ill intentions."

"Do you think I will believe it?"

Although Chen Yang had never met Qiao Mingtong, he had heard of this man's character.

How could Chen Yang believe that he had come to his doorstep and had no ill intentions?

Qiao Mingtong shook his head. "Whether you believe it or not, I always prefer to use courtesy before force..."

"well, let's get back to business."

Qiao Mingtong changed the subject, not wanting to say any more nonsense, and waved it away.

A strong wind blew.

But he was not coming for Chen Yang, and Tong Xin was directly blown in the face by the wind from his sleeves.

Tong Xin was stunned for a moment, and the next second, his pupils dilated and he fell down, losing consciousness in an instant.

"you……"

Chen Yang's face changed slightly, and he didn't care that this was his home, and he was about to take action immediately.

"Don't worry, I just fainted. I'll wake up in an hour or so."

Qiao Mingtong called Chen Yang and looked at him intently, "What is your relationship with Qiao Mingyu?"

"I don't know him." Chen Yang answered decisively.

Qiao Mingtong frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Chen Yang's answer, "Not bad, you have character."

He asked again, "Does the Poison Sutra have you?"

He looked at Chen Yang with burning eyes.

"never heard of that."

Chen Yang just shook his head, his face cold and icy, keeping people at a distance.

"hehe."

Qiao Mingtong just smiled. Even a fool could tell that Chen Yang was not telling the truth.

In fact, he already had the answer in his mind, and this question was completely unnecessary.

Qiao Mingtong stood up.

He was definitely over 1.9 meters tall, almost touching the light in the main room.

"Young man, you are still young and have a bright future ahead of you. Don't let a momentary mistake ruin yourself."

Qiao Mingtong spoke earnestly, his voice surprisingly kind, "Actually, I should thank you. I heard that you helped me get rid of Murong Qian, a man I hate very much. If it weren't for the Sect Leader's pressure, I would have killed him long ago..."

"So, I'm going to give you a chance. As long as you give me the [Poison Sutra] in your hand and the things Xue Chonghua gave you before he died, we will pretend that nothing happened..."

"I like to be frank and straightforward, so I won't hide it from you. This time I came to Shu on the orders of the leader to kill you. But don't worry, as long as you hand over the things, I will guarantee you in front of the leader..."

"You can ask for any conditions you want, including, if you want the first half of the [Poison Sutra], I can copy a copy for you."

……

His tone was calm, as if he really spoke with great sincerity.

Chen Yang said, "Before I came back, you should have turned my house upside down, right? Did you find what you wanted?"

"Ah."

Qiao Mingtong sneered and said, "If I found something, would I still sit here waiting for you to come back?"
"I told you, I don't know what [Poison Sutra] you're talking about. If you don't believe me, do you want me to search you?"

Chen Yang simply spread out his hands, looking like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

Qiao Mingtong just smiled indifferently.

He sat back on the sofa and picked up a jar from the other side of the coffee table.

When Chen Yang saw the jar, his expression changed slightly.

"It's not a good thing for a child to tell a lie."

Qiao Mingtong said lightly, then opened the lid of the jar and took a deep sniff.

There was a hint of obsession on his face, as if the jar was filled with some fine wine.

He took a tea bowl directly from the coffee table and poured out the liquid in the jar.

The dark green liquid, just by looking at it, makes people feel that it is not something to be trifled with.

However, Qiao Mingtong picked up the cup and looked up at Chen Yang.

Giving a meaningful smile.

He stuck out his tongue and licked it gently, then drank it all in one gulp.

Chen Yang was stunned.

I've seen people seeking death, but I've never seen anyone looking for death.

That jar was exactly the jar of poison that he had buried in the bamboo forest in the backyard.

The liquid inside was naturally a deadly poison. He actually drank it?

This was something Chen Yang never expected.

Qiao Mingtong said, "The original zombie poison is of pretty good quality."

Chen Yang's expression changed again when he heard this.

He knew that the jar contained the original juice of the deadly poison, so why did he still drink it?
But then, Chen Yang thought of this person's identity.

The Poison King’s son, the Little Poison King.

Since he dared to drink it, it meant that the poison could not do anything to him.

"But it's still a little off!"

Then, Qiao Mingtong changed his expression to a slightly disappointed one, "It would be better if it could be more poisonous."

He turned to look at Chen Yang again, "This [Zombie Poison], even I can't control it. You can't possibly tell me that it grew out of the ground, right?"

When he arrived in the afternoon, the first thing he did was to use his mental power to search the Chen family's old house inside and out.

But he didn't find anything suspicious. He even doubted whether the information given by the leader was wrong. He wondered if he had found the wrong place or the wrong person.

But after he expanded the search range and found the jar for cultivating [Zombie Poison] in the bamboo forest in the backyard, Qiao Mingtong was extremely excited. He knew that this trip was definitely not a wrong one.

[Zombie Poison] is a deadly poison recorded in the Poison Sutra. Although he has not read the second half of the [Poison Sutra], he has been exposed to it since he was a child and has definitely seen [Zombie Poison] and even used it. He knows everything about it, but he just doesn't know how to refine it.

The fact that this kid can cultivate [Zombie Poison] is enough to prove that the lower half of the Poison Sutra is definitely in his hands.

Chen Yang had nothing to say.

When the facts are laid out, all explanations will seem pale and powerless.

Seeing that Chen Yang was silent, Qiao Mingtong said, "The Poison Scripture is extremely important to me. I have been looking for it for many years, but there has been no news. I don't care how it got into your hands. I also don't care whether Xue Chonghua gives you the things or not. But you have to give me this half of the Poison Scripture. I can exchange the other half with you..."

Chen Yang didn't say anything.

If possible, he thought, they could have a fight.

This person's cultivation is actually not much stronger than his. Even if he uses the Golden Body Technique, he will not necessarily lose to him.

But this is his old house, in the village.

Chen Yang was afraid of using the wrong weapon.

"I said before that I came to see you today with no ill intentions. I will use courtesy before force."

Qiao Mingtong looked Chen Yang up and down, and with a scan of his mental power, he knew whether Chen Yang had hidden the things he wanted on him.

It’s not at home, and it’s not on me. Who knows where he might have hidden it.

"I'll give you two days to prepare your things. I'll come back in two days. If you still have the same attitude as today, young man, I believe you don't want to see my methods."

Qiao Mingtong smiled slightly, said something, and walked out without even looking at Chen Yang again.

A tall figure walked past Chen Yang.

Chen Yang almost took action, but he finally held back.

He was not sure of winning, and he was indeed considering too many things.

Qiao Mingtong came to the yard.

The next second, a flock of crows flew in from behind the house and landed in the yard.

One of them was quite large.

Looking at its aura, it is undoubtedly the realm of nature.

Qiao Mingtong slowly stood on the crow's back.

"No need to send."

He looked down at Chen Yang and said, "We'll see each other in two days. Young man, don't play tricks. If I get angry, people will die. By then, I'm afraid I won't be the only one here."

Before Chen Yang could say anything, the crows flapped their wings and flew away.

"Gah, gah, gah..."

Amidst a group of hoarse and creepy cries, the flock of birds slowly rose into the air and disappeared into the mountains under the night.

"Grass."

Chen Yang spat on the ground.

I hurried to the doghouse to take a look.

Fortunately, Hei Hu was just in a coma and had no external injuries on his body, just like Tong Xin.

"Whoosh!"

A black light shot out rapidly.

"What's wrong, where is the person?"

It was an eight-winged centipede.

Just now, Chen Yang contacted it using the Shanyu Seal, but he was still a step too late.

"Ran."

"Run away? Where did he run to? I'll chase him." The eight-winged centipede rubbed his hands together.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Yang dragged Tong Xin into the house, threw her on the sofa, went into the bedroom and closed the door.

He sat directly on the head of the bed and took out the box containing the little white snake.

……

After a moment, a small white snake flew out of the window, merged with the eight-winged centipede, and flew straight into the air.

Damn it, now that you’ve come to bully me, how can I let you just leave so easily after saying those harsh words?
……

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High in the sky, under the bright moon.

A group of black crows, surrounding a man in black, were flying through the moon.

The wind was blowing, her long hair was dancing, and she looked like she was walking on the clouds. If someone saw her, they would definitely think they had met a god.

However, this group of crows, coupled with his black clothes, seemed a little bit evil.

"Master, where are you going?"

The Black Crow King at his feet asked via voice transmission.

"Luoshan, Zhao family."

Qiao Mingtong said lightly.

He looked down and saw that he was still in Qishan area. Under the night sky, clouds flew by like cotton candy from time to time.

He met this young man today and found him to be indeed outstanding.

At such a young age, he has already entered the realm of creation. With this speed, how can he be as fast as I am?
However, it is still too tender and not difficult to control.

He has already shown his sincerity. If he is willing to do as he is told, then everyone will be happy. The purpose of his trip is only for the [Poison Sutra]. As for what the leader has told him, he doesn't take it to heart.

But if this kid doesn't cooperate, he will try to play some tricks.

He has plenty of ways to deal with it. The simplest one is that the hundreds of people in the village are his biggest bargaining chip.

Although he didn't want to go that far, it was worth it for the sake of the Poison Sutra and for breaking through the Dao Zhen realm.

"sieve!"

Just as he was daydreaming, a white light came after him from behind.

When Qiao Mingtong saw it, he was slightly stunned.

A small white snake.

"Isn't this Brother Xiuyuan? What a coincidence."

Qiao Mingtong smiled brightly, obviously recognizing this little white snake and knowing that it was a puppet made by Bai Xiuyuan.

They are all members of the Gu God Cult. Qiao Mingtong is the deputy leader and the two Yinshan elders are the protectors. Although the two Yinshan elders are not from his sect, he knows their methods very well.

The soul-transferring technique is indeed magical.

Some time ago, the two elders from Yinshan also came to Shu. At this time, Bai Xiuyuan appeared as a puppet, so the two must be nearby.

The little white snake did not respond to him at all. It just flew around him and turned to fly towards Ebei Mountain.

Qiao Mingtong paused for a moment, then asked the Black Crow King to turn around and follow.

He thought that the two brothers probably wanted to meet him.

He also wanted to talk to the two brothers to see if he could persuade them to join his camp.

The little white snake was very fast and the Black Crow King couldn't catch up at all. The little white snake flew for a while and waited for a while, obviously letting Qiao Mingtong catch up quickly.

Qiao Mingtong did not suspect anything, after all, they were all brothers.

Before I knew it, I was flying farther and farther, and higher and higher.

"Brother Xiuyuan, do you know that the leader has selected a new deputy leader from nowhere? Ha, the leader is really something. He wanted to choose a new deputy leader without telling us..."

"All of you Dharma protectors have worked hard and made great contributions. If it were up to me, even if we were to choose a new deputy leader, we should choose from among you Dharma protectors. I have always been optimistic about you two brothers."

"Now that Brother Murong is gone, the Xiaoheishan lineage has become divided and has no future. Brother Xiuyuan, what are your plans for the future, Brother Xiuchan?"

……

Qiao Mingtong talked to himself, trying to build better relations with them.

The situation within the sect is now very clear. After Murong Qian's death, the members of the Xiaoheishan lineage have long been divided, and many have already defected to the Daheishan sect. Only a few of Murong Qian's diehards are still holding on.

However, what are they holding on to? Murong Qian can't possibly come back alive, and when the new deputy leader arrives, will they be willing to be driven by a newcomer?
Therefore, in his opinion, the Gu Shen Cult does not need two deputy leaders at all. One is enough. In fact, in the future, perhaps even a deputy leader will not be needed.

He is a very ambitious person.

This can be seen from the fact that he killed his father to seize power. This person is born with a rebellious nature. If you can suppress him with absolute strength, he will definitely be obedient. However, as soon as you can't suppress him and let him see the slightest hope, he will definitely bite you back.

At this moment, the little white snake flying in front suddenly stopped.

Qiao Mingtong looked down and realized that he had lost track of how high he had flown. It was pitch black below him, like a bottomless abyss.

The moon is bright in the sky, the air is thin, and even the wind is gone.

The bright moonlight shone on his face, making him look like a ghost. The atmosphere seemed frozen, as if foreshadowing something ominous.

"Brother Xiuyuan..."

"Shh!"

As soon as Qiao Mingtong opened his mouth, he saw the little white snake's aura surging and its energy and blood bursting out suddenly.

A terrifying force of qi and blood condensed into a blade and rushed towards the Black Crow King under Qiao Mingtong's feet.

(End of this chapter)