I was banned by the Revitalization event.

The old man pondered briefly, and a few seconds later, he suddenly understood.

This boy...

Could he be the son-in-law of the Jiang family?!

Although he didn't understand the affairs of young people, he believed that love must mean romantic love.

Who cares who he is?

Since they're all connected to Jiang Hai, he's going to kill them all, leaving no one out!

And who knows?

We can also get information about where the Jiang family is hiding from this boy!

"This Qin Luo, is he your relative?"

Closing the notebook, Bi Zhiyi's eyes revealed a hint of pity and pleasure, and the firebird on his shoulder burned even more fiercely.

Jiang Zhe: "..."

The next second, he tried his best to twist and turn, but the scorpion stung him and he slumped back down.

The old man became even more certain of his idea.

really!

He's panicking! He's panicking!

"I'll go and grab him right now. I want to see if his mouth is as hard as yours!"

Bi Zhiyi laughed heartily, and the firebird on his shoulder screamed as it flew high into the air, crashing back into the jade pendant. Behind him, the bat phantom reappeared, and the old man, like a nimble bat, ran out of the factory without looking back, grabbed a shared bicycle at the gate, and sped off towards the South City.

……

Around 8 o'clock, at the express delivery collection point in Yangguang Community, Xianning.

After finishing dinner, Qin Luo went downstairs to pick up a package. On his way home, he received a call from Jiang Qiaomiao.

I don't know what happened.

I thought about it.

Qin Luo answered the call casually and then tucked the package under his arm.

"Teacher Jiang."

"Qin Luo, are you free right now? Can you do me a favor?"

The girl's voice was very soft.

Compared to her usual energetic tone, Jiang Qiaomiao sounded somewhat lacking in confidence. Qin Luo could detect a hint of worry and panic in her voice.

problem occurs?

"Tell me, but let's forget about anything too troublesome. I'll do my best." Qin Luo became more serious.

You take someone's money and do their bidding.

He is a retainer of the Jiang family, so it is only natural for him to contribute his share.

Moreover, having more friends means having more options, especially since Jiang Qiaomiao is a very wealthy woman among his friends.

Worth helping.

"Qin Luo, I have an older brother named Jiang Zhe. He's been missing for a week. We can't reach him by phone or text, and we can't find him anywhere. Dad is very worried about him, but he doesn't want to contact you and waste a chance to call... Please help me, okay? I beg you."

Jiang Qiaomiao said in a low voice.

Towards the end, Qin Luo could hear a slight sob in his voice.

Jiang Zhe...

Qin Luo suddenly realized, "Isn't that the young man in the suit who gave Jiang Qiaomiao the task a few days ago?"

I remember he said he was going to investigate heretical practitioners.

It seems that he disappeared and could not be contacted since then.

"Tell me in detail," Qin Luo said, leaning against the streetlight.

"Thank you, Qin Luo! When my brother is found, I... I'll treat you to breakfast..." Jiang Qiaomiao sniffed twice on the other end of the phone, so moved she was about to cry.

It turns out Qin Luo is really a good person.

Even though he stole her breakfast, he was still willing to help her when she was in trouble.

We'll talk about it later.

"Yes. My brother went after someone named Bi Zhiyi, a particularly wicked evil cultivator from Liaozhou. He probably..."

“Wait, isn’t he over sixty years old, very old, and wearing a black robe?” Qin Luo interrupted her.

"How did you know?" Jiang Qiaomiao was taken aback.

That's amazing.

Is this what a Taixu expert is like? He can even see what others are thinking!

"I understand, I'll contact you later, bye."

hang up the phone.

Qin Luo put his phone into the inner pocket where it wouldn't fall out easily.

He turned around and looked at the gloomy old man who had just ridden in on a shared bicycle from the entrance of the community. The old man was looking up, checking the unit numbers of each building, and asking his neighbors for directions. He fell into deep thought.

I also rode a Hello.

In this day and age, those who practice unorthodox cultivation are truly simple and unpretentious.

Chapter 20 Debut Battle!

Besides referring to evil demons who commit murder, arson, and all sorts of atrocities, those who rapidly increase their strength through unorthodox methods can also be considered a type of evil cultivator.

So strictly speaking...

Qin Luo, who practices the Returning to Origin Technique, is also a heretical cultivator.

There is a mutual attraction among evil cultivators. Just like when Qin Luo discovered him, the old man pushed his Hello Bike into the community. As he walked, he felt a kind of mysterious pull. He suddenly turned around, and his gloomy eyes met Qin Luo, who was standing by the roadside with a package under his arm.

Bi Zhiyi was taken aback at first.

He then let go, allowing the shared bike to fall over, and let out a cold, mocking laugh.

It came without any effort.

He was worried that he wouldn't be able to find this guy in such a big neighborhood, but unexpectedly, the guy walked right into his trap!

The boy stood there, still wearing oversized slippers, though he couldn't sense any spiritual realm...

But without a doubt.

He is also a Qi Refining cultivator!

The old man walked towards Qin Luo, and Qin Luo also walked towards the old man.

Upon seeing the boy's courage, Bi Zhiyi tilted his head, lifted his cloak, revealing a bat phantom behind him, and gave a low, cold snort.

"Instead of running away in fear, you're walking towards me?"

Where is Jiang Zhe?

Qin Luo asked casually, touched his pocket, took out the mask artifact he had made that afternoon, and put it on his face.

A large hammer then appeared in his hand.

Spiritual artifacts are weapons for cultivators, which can greatly reduce the consumption of spiritual energy and increase output efficiency. They do not need to be distracted by using spiritual power to construct spells, and their combat power can also be greatly improved.

This old man is a bit weak...

The feeling of being halfway through the Qi Refining stage.

I glanced at my watch. I need to finish this quickly so I can bring Jiang Zhe back. He needs to go home and unpack the packages with his sister.

"Jiang Zhe? He's dead. Soon you'll be reunited in the underworld."

The old man reached into his robes.

He took out a jade pendant.

He then shouted loudly, and a cut suddenly appeared on his left hand finger, splattering blood. Bi Zhiyi pressed the blood onto the jade pendant, and the blood was absorbed by the jade pendant, turning into raging flames. A phoenix cried out and flew out of the jade pendant, then landed on the old man's shoulder.

He was controlling the firebird.

Bi Zhiyi sneered and looked at the large hammer in Qin Luo's hand.

hammer?

It's just an inanimate object, not even comparable to a spirit beast, so how could it compare to my noble and powerful phoenix?

"This hammer was summoned using this mask? It seems to be a spirit weapon of the same type. Kid, I admire your courage. The phoenix is ​​the strongest spirit weapon in the world. I'll let you attack first and see how much faster and stronger my phoenix really is."

Bi Zhiyi crossed her arms and looked at Qin Luo's shoulder with disdain.

When a person is on the offensive.

The first part to move is inevitably the shoulder.

He was at the Foundation Establishment stage, and with the incredibly powerful Flame Phoenix, he could immediately see through Qin Luo's attack patterns and burn him to ashes with Phoenix True Fire as soon as Qin Luo moved his shoulder!

Bi Zhiyi was still waiting for Qin Luo to swing the hammer.

However, the boy pulled up the hammer and lifted it slightly. The head of the hammer seemed to be pulled by a mechanism, and it split slightly to the sides, revealing a round object.

"???"

While Bi Zhiyi was still in a daze...

Qin Luo raised the hammer slightly, and with a loud boom, the violent energy blasted straight past the old man's face.

The wind howled.

A second later, a thin bloodstain burst open on the old man's face, splattering a little blood.

With a sharp pain on his face, Bi Zhiyi instinctively turned around. The firebird that had been perched on his shoulder was gone, leaving only two feathers floating in the air. The firebird had been blasted into a trash can dozens of meters behind him by a single shot. The metal trash can was smashed into a dented lump of iron, and the firebird had lost most of its feathers, igniting the surrounding trash. It slumped inside, its life force waning.