Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

For physical cultivators like Anle who already have strong Qi and blood, this benefit also exists, but it will take some time to fully manifest.

Every moment becomes a little stronger than the last, and this feeling is addictive.

But for now, Anle can only overcome this addiction temporarily.

Open the game panel.

【Begin deduction! 】

******

[On the 3th day, the Qinghan branch temple was destroyed.]

【you are dead. 】

After the deduction, Anle looked at the line of text and was no longer as surprised as the first time.

This outcome was within his expectations.

"Sure enough, the Qinghan branch hall entered a state of preparation for war, but not only did it fail to avoid being breached, it actually brought the time forward?"

"Is the enemy starting to get anxious?"

Anle touched his chin, silently thinking about the reasons behind this.

The reason why he did not leave the Qinghan Branch Hall was also because of this ending.

Although Anle was not very familiar with the monks of the Qinghan branch temple, and did not have a deep bond with them, he even had some considerable conflicts with Zhang Haiyun.

But Zhang Haiyun is just one person and cannot represent the entire Qinghan branch.

After all, they are all cultivators of Taixu Palace. Anle is still willing to save some people's lives to the best of his ability.

Even though the effect is weaker than that of [Abandoned by Heaven], based on Anle's personal experience, the term [Better than Building a Pagoda] has indeed improved his luck in reality to a certain extent.

"According to the time, the enemy should have sneaked into the Qinghan Branch Hall by now, right?"

An Le thought to himself: "I didn't expect it would be her..."

"But Zhang Haiyun probably won't believe me."

"In the end... it still depends on strength."

In this simulation, Anle has already identified the traitor.

But her identity was even more special than Anle had originally expected.

"To be on the safe side, let's wait another day and test Zhang Haiyun's attitude during the simulation."

******

In a blink of an eye, another day has passed.

Early in the morning.

This was a relatively quiet time in the Qinghan Branch Hall, with only a few monks passing through.

They walked hurriedly, with serious faces, and there was a solemn atmosphere.

Ever since Zhang Haiyun officially acknowledged the news of the Da Tai Divine Dynasty's attack, the Qinghan Branch Hall has entered a high state of combat readiness, with many monks searching for traces of the enemy every day.

But the harvest was very little.

Usually, after spending most of the day, no valuable information is found.

It was fine in the short term, but after a long time, the monks began to feel a little frustrated, and some restless troublemakers even began to doubt the authenticity of the information.

"Do you think the Great Tai Dynasty will really come? There is no trace of the enemy around here at all?"

A group of monks who had just returned happened to talk about this topic.

"Let us go out to investigate in Yueyuan, but we didn't even see Mao. Isn't this tossing people?"

"Some fellow Taoists encountered ferocious monsters and died unfortunately! We are lucky to be able to return safely."

Two or three monks complained in their voices, showing some dissatisfaction with the order.

Someone shrugged: "Who knows? It's best if you don't come. I don't want to fight!"

"I suspect that the Palace Master spread false information in order to please the noble lady of the Jiang family, and we have to suffer as well."

One of them sneered and said, "Oh, in fact, the Jiang family's noble lady is not the culprit. An Le who came a few days ago is the one who is really hateful!"

His companion's expression changed slightly, and he was about to remind him, but he heard him continue speaking.

"What? Is there anything you dare not say?"

"Then An Le is acting so recklessly because he relies on his senior sister and the daughter of the Jiang family who are both Yuanying to protect him."

"It is really despicable that they forced Palace Master Zhang to issue such an impolite order..."

The man's words got stuck in his throat halfway through and he couldn't continue.

Because in his spiritual consciousness, he happened to see an extraordinarily handsome man passing by.

Behind the man were two female nuns and several monks.

One of the two female cultivators was wearing ice silk stockings that could ward off evil spirits. Her long legs made her look very noticeable, and her figure was graceful and beautiful.

The other man was shaped like a mountain of flesh, and with every step he took, the ground of the fortress shook slightly.

"Why, you don't want to continue?"

Jiang Yun's beautiful eyes moved, her gaze fell on this group of monks, and her tone was kind and gentle.

The monk who was speaking ill of this person behind his back felt as if he was being stared at by a beautiful and dangerous snake. His expression was stiff, cold sweat was oozing out of his body, and he lowered his head and dared not speak.

"Don't scare him, we have important things to do."

Anle glanced at Jiang Yun helplessly, and continued walking forward without stopping.

Jiang Yun chuckled and said, "Okay, I get it."

Wait until Anle and others leave.

Only then did these monks come to their senses and find their backs were wet with cold sweat.

The man just now said angrily: "Damn it, he is indeed a playboy! He actually doesn't even take me seriously!"

He felt sour in his heart: "Isn't it just that she looks better?"

"If you didn't have these two protecting you, what would you be?"

However, he didn't even dare to say this out loud, for fear that Jiang Yun and the others would hear it.

The others looked at Anle's departing figure and asked in confusion, "What do they want to do by gathering together?"

"That direction is Palace Master Zhang's..."

******

"Tsk tsk, your reputation in the Qinghan branch hall is not good now!"

Jiang Yun walked beside Anle, and the strides her long legs took were amazing. She said with a smile.

"They all say that you are a gigolo who relies on women and is a troublemaker who spreads false military intelligence."

"Friend An, do you have anything to say about this?"

An Le didn't even frown, and said calmly: "Why should I explain to others what I have done in my life?"

"As expected of a monk who dares to plot against me, that's a good thing to say."

Hearing this, Jiang Yun's eyes lit up. She thought that although the words were simple and crude without much literary grace, they did sound very domineering. She thought she might try to say it once someday in the future.

"So, you called us here so early in the morning, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Could it be that they really want to force the emperor to abdicate and take action against Zhang Haiyun?"

Jiang Yun was the first to express her attitude: "It's true that I don't like his style, but he is at least a branch hall master recognized by Xuyuan Hall. It would be a serious crime to attack him without reason."

"I'm not looking for Zhang Haiyun, but someone else."

Anle explained calmly: "She is a spy lurking in the branch hall."

"spy?"

Jiang Yun narrowed her beautiful eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in them.

If it were an ordinary person saying something like this without any basis, she would definitely not believe it.

But based on Anle's previous performance, Jiang Yun subconsciously believed it a little, and she asked.

"Who is that person?"

Chapter 187 Turning your hand becomes clouds, turning your hands becomes rain

After hearing the name Anle said, Jiang Yun frowned: "Are you sure?"

Anle said calmly: "I never do anything that I am not sure of."

Jiang Yun thought for a moment, and then said decisively: "Then I will trust you again!"

She didn't say what she would do if Anle misjudged her. Having been on the path of cultivation for so long, she should know that there is a price to pay for some words.

Although Jiang Yun's attitude towards Anle is very subtle and she has provoked him many times, in fact, this just shows how much Jiang Yun values ​​Anle.

Jiang Yun clearly understood that anyone who really regarded this handsome young man as a harmless, kind and gentle little lamb would definitely suffer a great loss!

—Just like she herself had done before.

It is precisely because of this view that Jiang Yun chooses to trust Anle again.

After listening to the conversation between the two, many cultivators behind Jiang Yun showed strange expressions on their faces and thought secretly in their hearts.

"Do spies really exist? When did they sneak in?..."

"Friend An, how did you know about this?"

"Could it be that he wanted revenge..."

Most of them were still skeptical. After all, Anle hadn't produced any substantial evidence yet, so it was difficult to convince these people.

It was only because of Jiang Yun's prestige that Lin Ningqian and others did not raise any objections.

Jiang Junliang, Cheng Yuemei and Ye Ling'er did not doubt Anle's judgment at all.

Jiang Junliang, in particular, developed almost unconditional trust in Anle after realizing that he had misunderstood him last time.

Jiang Junliang looked at Anle's back with admiration and said in his heart.

"Friend An must have the confidence to do this. I don't need to know the reason behind it. It's enough for me to just do it."

******

When Anle and his group arrived at Zhang Haiyun's residence, he was already waiting outside the door.

Anle did not hide their whereabouts. Not to mention the other cultivators on the road who tipped them off, with Zhang Haiyun's mastery of the magic array here, he could easily detect their movements.

Zhang Haiyun's face was stern, and the aura of his Nascent Soul was looming, bringing a sense of oppression.

Several monks came one after another behind them, staring at Anle and others vigilantly.

"Bold lunatics! What do you want to do?"

"Do you want to go to war with the entire Qinghan Branch?"

Before Zhang Haiyun could open his mouth, other cultivators asked loudly.

Although Zhang Haiyun is a relatively selfish person, he has been running the Qinghan branch for decades, so he naturally has great prestige and many loyal subordinates. These people will never sit idly by and watch Anle take action against him.

Zhang Haiyun waved his hand to suppress the voices of others, and asked with a look of vicissitudes on his mature face, seeming to be very disappointed.

"Fellow Daoist An, Fellow Daoist Jiang, I have to ask myself, have I always treated you with courtesy these past few days?"

"I will try my best to satisfy any requests you may have, and I have entertained you several times."

Zhang Haiyun's expression was faintly filled with grief and anger, and his tone sounded even more aggrieved.

"But now, what have I done wrong that you treat me like this?"

Seeing him like this, Lin Ningqian couldn't help but mutter in her heart: "This situation makes us seem like the villains who oppress others."

An Le continued to speak calmly, "Palace Master Zhang, you misunderstood."

"We don't mean to offend."