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Chapter 116: The aroma of meat gives the secret away, and the bloody catastrophe leads to murderous intent [Two-in-one reading required]

"How sure are you?"

Nan Liansong asked quickly, he knew his sister's temper too well.

He usually likes to play and make trouble, and acts rashly and blindly.

But when it comes to judging people, he has a unique talent.

As long as it's the same person, she can tell the difference no matter whether you are taller or shorter, fatter or thinner.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to be good-looking, otherwise, she won’t even bother to look at you.

Nan Lianzhu and Guangbai, a casual cultivator looking down from the boat, made eye contact and nodded to each other in a friendly manner.

"I'm about 70% to 80% sure. The smell of this person's flesh and blood is almost the same as Yan Ming's." Her nostrils twitched slightly, and she seemed to be sniffing something in the breeze.

Somewhat surprised, Nan Liansong glanced at her and said, "When you said he looked like Yan Ming, I thought you were serious. How come you're only 70% or 80% sure now? Are you not joking?"

When she was in the sect, many familiar disciples knew about Nan Lianzhu's ability. When they met her, they always liked to disguise themselves in various ways to make her guess her identity.

As a result, the phrase "I feel like you are very familiar" almost became her catchphrase.

"Of course this isn't a joke. This person is at the foundation-building stage. If it's really Yan Ming, it's normal for his flesh and blood aura to change after he successfully built his foundation."

Nan Lianzhu looked like he didn't even understand this.

"The aura has changed. Where does your confidence come from?" Her expression irritated her brother's authority a little, and Nan Liansong was a little dissatisfied.

Giving him a coquettish look, Nan Lianzhu hummed, "You wouldn't understand even if I told you. The scent of flesh and blood, well, the underlying flavor is hard to change."

"It still tastes like the bottom, do you think you're eating pot?"

Nan Liansong obviously didn't believe his sister's somewhat mysterious explanation, but he was helpless. He then sighed with disbelief on his face.

"Speaking of which, Yan Ming actually relied on that low-grade, almost useless pill in his hand to successfully establish his foundation. This guy is really lucky."

As they were talking, the male cultivator who called himself Guangbai but was Yanming in their eyes had already completed the formalities and slowly boarded the ship.

As the other party approached, the smell of blood and flesh became stronger. Nan Lianzhu couldn't help but take a deep breath and murmured, "It smells so good!"

"what?"

"Ahem, I mean it's not luck or anything like that. The scent on him is very clean, without any smell of poison. It's obvious that he hasn't taken many pills. He didn't even take the lower-grade [Foundation Building Pill]."

Having said that, Nan Lianzhu couldn't help but tilt his head and look at his brother next to him.

The brother and sister looked at each other and said in unison: "This is a new furnace."

"There's something fishy going on over here in Qingmu Immortal City. This time it should be the work of an alchemist from the Qinghua Sect. Maybe he's even a great cultivator, wow." Nan Lianzhu rolled his eyes and said with some gloating.

Nan Liansong shook his head: "How could a great cultivator be so easily tricked? This guy is also an alchemist himself. Maybe he made it himself. The previous joint refining was just..."

Later on, he couldn't go on. If Yan Ming could refine the [Foundation Establishment Pill] by himself, then why would he bother looking for someone to refine it together?
Lu Xiu's interrogation had already ended. He explained how he fell into the trap, how he was poisoned by the [lust poison], and what elixirs he had refined under the coercion of Monk Hehuan.

He also took the opportunity to explain everything he saw and heard during his interactions with Monk Hehuan.

Among all this, the information related to Yan Ming naturally attracted the attention of the interrogators. As the arresters, the brother and sister also learned some of the information afterwards.

I know that the other party is an alchemist of high level, and that the [lust poison] in Lucius was accidentally removed by him. He is rich, very rich, extremely rich.

Nan Lianzhu said pretentiously, "If that's the case, the world of alchemy will be shaken. In front of us, Tang Hao stole the limelight by refining nine furnaces of different elixirs at the same time, and behind us, there's the Hehuan Master... Ugh!"

"Little aunt, everyone has left, and you are still talking." Nan Liansong covered his sister's mouth with his hand and nodded to the two people who came and stood not far away in front of him.

Beishan Ming narrowed his eyes and glanced at the brother and sister. He felt that these two were the ones who were pointing fingers at him just now.

However, he was more concerned with something else at the moment. He bowed and said, "Excuse me, fellow Daoists. The Tang Hao you mentioned just now is an outer disciple of my Qinghua Sect."

Tang Hao, who was standing by, also looked over curiously: "This brother and sister and I seem to have a strong connection."

When he was checking in there, he noticed the two men whispering to him.

It's just that the distance was too far and he couldn't make out the content for a moment.

After boarding the boat, I could vaguely hear the other party, but he was no longer talking about me, but was talking about the previous case.

Thinking of this, he was slightly stunned, and for a moment he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: 'It seems that they are still talking about themselves, including the last part, and even talking about my alchemy.'

"[Shape-Changing Technique] is really effective, Brother Yuan Tong is reliable." Tang Hao looked at the two people in front of him who looked him up and down but didn't recognize him at all, and he laughed heartily.

He thought to himself, "This feels really good. I can be with someone I know but I don't recognize them. It's a pity that this method conflicts with the [Black Turtle Breathing Technique]. Otherwise, it would be even more perfect."

At this time, the black tortoise rune in Tang Hao's Dantian Qi Sea was dim except for the heart area which was still functioning.

The magical power structure of [Black Turtle Breathing Technique] is not only spread across acupuncture points, skin, and meridians, but also penetrates deep into the internal organs, bones and blood.

Getting fatter, thinner, or growing physically is a slow process, and your mana structure will adjust accordingly.

But the [Shape-Changing Technique] is different. It is a change in a very short time, and he will not maintain another image for too long, so there is no need for drastic adjustments.

"Besides, during the use of this technique, depending on the degree of transformation, I can only exert 70% to 90% of my strength. Well, unless one day I need to change my appearance and hide my identity."

While Tang Hao was pondering, he noticed that Nan Lianzhu was already chattering away, telling about his heroic feat during the certification. He immediately showed a look of shock and horror on his face.

At the same time, he glanced at Beishan Ming. The guy's expression was similar to his own, and he couldn't help but laugh again.

When they heard that the matter had spread among low-level alchemists and even some high-level alchemists had heard of it, their expressions changed.

Tang Hao continued to be shocked.

Beishan Ming's face twitched and his expression became gloomy.

"Damn the Tang family! Tang Hong finally died, and now there's another Tang Hao, whose talent is even more monstrous than Tang Hong's."

"An unknown bloodline capable of entering the inner gate, an incredible talent for alchemy, ha ha ha, and most importantly, what makes you so closely related to Yu Mian?"

Fragments of information he had received from various sources flashed through his mind, and anger rose in his eyes: "Just wait, when I get the secret treasure, I will wipe out your family along the way."

"Hmph!" Beishan Ming snorted coldly and walked away.

The Nan family siblings looked at each other in confusion. They were chatting happily, why did he suddenly get angry?

"He's really sick!" Nan Lianzhu curled his lips and then stole a glance at Guangbai, or Yanming, who was standing beside him: "This guy's appearance is actually not even a little worse than that Tang Hao."

She coughed lightly and pretended to be serious. "Daoist Guangbai, right? Um, I heard your name when you were paying the boat fare and registering."

"It's me. What are your names, fellow Taoists?" Tang Hao was staring at Beishan Ming's receding back thoughtfully. Upon hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and turned around, bowing slightly.

The brother and sister also bowed their heads and said, "Nan Liansong (Nan Lianzhu) greets fellow Taoist."

"You lecher, you filthy scoundrel, I'll see how long you can keep pretending, humph!" Nan Lianzhu saw that there was nothing unusual on his face.

She couldn't help but feel secretly proud: "You certainly can't imagine that this lady has already seen through your identity. If there is a chance, I will definitely trick you and make you embarrassed..."

She didn't bear any grudge against Yan Ming now, only a trace of resentment.

The main thing was that the other party took away her storage purse, which contained all her belongings since she started practicing.

Nan Lianzhu suddenly thought of something and shuddered. "Oh no! Didn't this guy look closely at what's inside? This is over! This is so embarrassing!" He watched his sister greet him, then stare at Yan Ming in silence, his expression changing from provocative to complacent to resentful before finally falling into a daze.

Nan Liansong swallowed and looked at Tang Hao, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Tang Hao saw Nan Lianzhu staring at him without saying a word, with his expression changing constantly, and his heart was pounding.

"What's going on? Did he recognize me? That's impossible!"

He looked at himself in confusion and thought to himself: "Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, thin lips, and the key is that he is five centimeters taller. I definitely won't recognize him."

He and Nan Liansong looked at each other awkwardly and both laughed dryly.

"Well, fellow Daoist, you two look alike and have similar names. Could you be siblings?" Tang Hao casually picked a topic to talk about.

After all, we just exchanged names, it would be bad to just leave. We had to bite the bullet and talk about a topic, just one. This was basic etiquette in the world of immortal cultivation.

Nan Liansong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him speak first: "Yes, we are twin brother and sister."

"So they're twins, a boy and a girl." Tang Hao immediately understood and said casually, "Pine, bamboo, and plum, just one missing makes them the three friends of winter. Your father and mother are indeed elegant people."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder brother of the Nan family showed signs of following his sister's example.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me, I just suddenly remembered my younger sister who died young. Her name was Nan Lianmei." Nan Liansong recovered his composure.

Then he said in surprise, "I've never heard of the Three Friends of Winter. My parents told me that the yard where we were born had these three plants growing there, so my three siblings and I were named after them."

"Nan Lianmei is gone, and the topic is even more awkward." Tang Hao laughed awkwardly, "That's what we say in my hometown. So, I'll take my leave first."

Nan Liansong also nodded repeatedly: "Daoyou, please go to your room and clean up. Goodbye! Goodbye!"

"Huh! He finally left." After watching the other party enter the cabin, he let out a long breath and stroked his chest.

"Huh? What about people?"

A moment later, he heard a voice and turned around, only to see his sister's little face flushed and her head moving like a rattle, as if she was looking for Yan Ming's whereabouts.

He couldn't help but knock her on the forehead, and then said to her "ouch" as she said, "You suddenly became dazed. We really have nothing to talk about, so he went to his room."

"Oh." Nan Lianzhu responded, lowered his head, and twisted his sleeves with his fingers.

"By the way, what happened to you just now? How…"

"Hey, brother, I'm going back to my room first. You can play here." After saying that, Nan Lianzhu ran towards the cabin as if escaping.

"baffling!"

Muttering something, Nan Liansong shook his head and followed.

Since that day, Tang Hao discovered that Nan Lianzhu seemed to be avoiding him for some reason.

Sometimes when they met in the cabin, just when he was about to wave and say hello, the other party would turn around and run away.

Today it was a similar situation, but on the deck.

He came out of the cabin, found a good seat, and watched the magnificent waves on the boundless sea.

His eyes were attracted by a huge sea beast that rushed out of the sea. He turned his head with a sense of something and saw Nan Lianzhu secretly looking at him not far away.

Tang Hao smiled slightly and was about to wave and say hello to "scare her away". Just as he raised his arm, he heard bursts of screams coming from near the side of the ship.

He quickly looked in the direction of the sound and found that something had happened to the giant sea beast.

At some point, the other party's body was wrapped in scarlet mist, and he was twisting and struggling wildly, making a shrill howl of "Moo~Moo~".

This scene is not uncommon in the vast ocean. It is just the hunting and killing of sea beasts.

However, as time goes by.

When the huge sea beast turned into a dried corpse, its body broke into pieces and fell into the sea.

A cry of "Blood Cultivator!" spread throughout the merchant ship.

A warning sign also arose in Tang Hao's heart, and he glanced around.

Sure enough, there was a petite figure shrouded in blood mist from the sea beast, rushing towards the merchant ship at an angle like lightning.

Although the merchant ship was high in the sky, it was actually only a few miles away from the sea surface, so the figure could arrive in an instant.

Tang Hao didn't dare to delay, he immediately mobilized his Qi and blood, activated the [Shape-Changing Technique], and began to quickly transform back to his original appearance and shape.

"He's definitely coming for me. This bloodline aura really can't be leaked out. I've never heard of all the Tang family members doing this."

He kept trying to activate the [Black Turtle Breathing Technique] while running.

At this time, there was chaos on the deck and no one noticed his change.

only……

"Huh? Why is Yan Ming gone?" Nan Lianzhu kept walking, but his eyes darted around searching for him.

Then, her gaze suddenly paused, and she exclaimed in surprise: "Tang Hao! Why is he here?"

The next moment, she caught a glimpse of blood-red out of the corner of her eye. It was the blood cultivator.

'You're coming so fast!'

Nan Lianzhu's heart was pounding, but he saw the blood mist covering the place. He could vaguely see the petite figure of the blood cultivator in it. He suddenly paused in the air, and then swooped down like an eagle.

"Does this blood cultivator have his own goals?"

Seeing the other party flying over her head, she suddenly understood, and then she found that the target of the blood cultivator seemed to be Tang Hao!

"careful!"

Not only did she notice it, many others also noticed it and immediately exclaimed and warned people.

"[Black Turtle Breathing Technique] has been activated, why are you still staring at me! "

I saw myself about to become a rabbit attacked by a hawk, at the moment when the two sides were about to make contact.

Tang Hao suddenly spun around, facing up and his back down. The [Dust Purification Technique] quickly filled into a ball in his hand, and he pressed it into the blood mist.

"puff!"

A glazed white halo suddenly appeared in the blood mist.

Then the blood mist melted away instantly like thin ice and snow under the scorching sun.

A little girl about ten years old rolled her eyes as she passed him and fell to the deck with a plop.

At the same time, countless silver threads suddenly stretched out from all around, coiling and twirling, and a little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth stepped out from them.

A crisp scolding sounded.

"Evil beast! How dare you hurt someone? You... uh, what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)