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Chapter 171 Coping

As the true power penetrates, a faint gray light flickers on the surface of the gray-brown animal skin talisman.

"This talisman has been activated, attach it to me, and hurry up to deliver the message."

"yes."

Ximen Zhu quickly put the sealing talisman on Gu Xuan's shoulder, and gray light suddenly spread, covering Gu Xuan's body surface.

With a flash of intense gray light, Gu Xuan suddenly disappeared.

Ximenzhu leaned over and took off the binding talisman from the Gray Feathered Crane's body, then sat on Hebei Mountain and said expressionlessly: "Hurry back to Cuishan without any mistakes."

Without any orders from the west gate pillar, the gray-feathered crane screamed in surprise, spread its wings and flew into the air, circled half a circle in the air, and fled towards Cuishan.

Wang Mang said: "The soul control technique can last for two hours, which is enough for Ximen Zhu to go back and deliver the message."

When casting the sealing talisman, you cannot use telekinesis or force, or even use great force, otherwise the invisibility will be ineffective.

Gu Xuan only felt that his body was like light goose feathers, and with a tap of his feet, he slowly floated out towards the apricot forest.



Hovering outside Qiming Courtyard, the gray-feathered crane was still frightened. When the west gate pillar jumped to the ground, it spread its wings and flew away.

Ximen Zhu didn't care. He looked at the two guards and said calmly: "As ordered by the master, I sent a message to Ximen Qi. Go and report it as soon as possible."

Guard A shouted loudly: "How brave! You actually called Mr. Chess by his first name, how arrogant!"

Ximen Qi was playing chess in the courtyard. When he heard the movement at the door, he quickly used his telekinesis, and then with a look on his face, he sent a message to the door guard: "This person has been soul-controlled by a monk in the Gangli Realm. Bring him in."

When guard A heard this, he was very surprised. He looked at the west gate pillar carefully and then said coldly: "Master Chess is in the courtyard, please follow me."

Ximen Zhu followed the guard Jia to the courtyard and saw Ximen Qi and an old man in brocade clothes sitting at the stone table.

With his late cultivation in the True Power Realm, this old man is not only the steward of Qimingyuan, but also the confidant and think tank of Ximen Qi.

"Sir, we have been brought here."

"Back off."

"yes."

After the gate guard left, the old man in brocade hurriedly sent a message: "Sir, this person is Ximen Zhu, a direct lineage warrior."

Ximen Qi looked at the west gate pillar and asked directly: "Where is the letter?"

Ximenzhu quickly took out the envelope from his arms: "Here is the letter."

"let go."

Ximen Qi used his telekinesis, wrapped the envelope close to him, and winked at the old man in robes.

The old man in brocade clothes immediately understood, and he flicked his fingers with both hands, and tiny rays of energy shot out.

After sending the letter to Ximen Qi, since there was no follow-up order from Gu Xuan, Ximen Zhu stood blankly, letting the aura control his acupuncture points, unable to move.

There were five crooked words written on the front of the envelope: "My dear friend, Chess Taoist."

Ximen Qi only glanced at it, then opened the envelope, took out a folded piece of paper, unfolded it and read it carefully.

The text on the paper was written by Gu Xuan himself, and the lines were staggered, but it did not affect the

In the letter, Gu Xuan claimed to be a casual cultivator of Xi Kingdom. A few years ago, his junior sister was killed by Wang Ling's residual soul. As a result, her soul merged with her, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other.

The three masters and apprentices made a plan together and wanted to hide the matter for fear of angering the Ximen family and causing death.

But last month, his master unfortunately passed away. For the sake of his own cultivation, Gu Xuan thought of handing over his junior sister and asked Ximen Qi for 10,000 spirit stones.

Ximen Qi Jingjing

After reading it, he couldn't help but frown slightly and pushed the letter to the old man in Jinyi: "Come and take a look."

The old man in brocade clothes picked up the letter unceremoniously, read it quickly, and then became thoughtful.

Ximen Qi quickly asked: "What do you think of Uncle Gu?"

The old man in Jinyi said: "The ordinary paper on the market has deliberately concealed handwriting, so we can only judge from the content. The old slave has two questions. If Miss Ling is a remnant soul and has not died, will the yin and yang talisman of knowing her fate be cracked? The soul that seizes the body.

Can I blend with other people’s spirits?”

"These two points are not loopholes." Ximen Qi shook his head, "If Lingmei's soul is damaged and she abandons her body, the yin and yang talisman will inevitably crack. As for the fusion of soul and soul, one body and two souls, there are many records in Taoist books.

Not surprising.”

The old man in brocade clothes said slowly: "What is stated in the letter is difficult to tell whether it is true or false, but it concerns Miss Ling. I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it does not exist. I privately believe that there is a 70% chance that this matter is true."

Ximen Qi raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Please speak clearly to Uncle Gu."

The old man in golden clothes twisted his silver beard in his hand and looked into the distance: "Gillian is still alive, and she has the mark of our family in her body. If Lingmei dies, the other party has no reason to let Linghe go. The old slave boldly inferred that Lingmei was seriously injured at that time, and the driver

The crane ran away and could not use his talent to seize someone else's body. The result was as stated in the letter."

Ximen Qi agreed: "Lingmei is smart and possesses a talisman, so it is possible that she is just like what Uncle Gu said. What does Uncle Gu say if he thinks that the third chance is false?"

The old man in Jinyi sighed: "Ximen Shu's inference about the murderer, I have been thinking about it to this day, but I still can't refute it, I can only agree completely. The murderer must be another family. If he targets the entire Ximen family, if he only targets the young master, there will be no others in the past few years.

There was movement. It was precisely because Miss Ling escaped and the other party's plan failed, that they did not act rashly."

Ximen Qi turned his head and saw that Ximen Zhu still had a dull look on his face. He couldn't help but knock on the table: "What Uncle Gu said, I still think what is said in the letter is true."

The old man in Jinyi solemnly said: "I thought of a possibility. The murderer deliberately detained Miss Ling's soul, forcibly merged it with other souls, and faked Miss Ling's death. This would not only affect the master's cultivation, but also use Miss Ling to deal with the master."

Hearing this, Ximen Qi broke into a cold sweat: "Why is such a vicious plan only 30% possible?"

The old man in Jinyi explained: "Because now is not the best time to take action. If the murderer has such a plan, it will be extremely terrifying. Murdering the young master at this time will not only be difficult to shake the family, but also expose the trump card and scare the snake. And with the murderer's plan, these four

After many years, it is impossible not to have other arrangements."

Ximen Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "What Uncle Gu said is true. Our family has been very peaceful these years. Since this matter is true, how should I deal with it?"

"Let's first consider the person who wrote the letter." The old man in Jinyi analyzed, "Although the other person's handwriting is disguised, it can be seen from the handwriting that the handwriting itself is inelegant."

The old man in golden robe paused for a moment and glanced at Ximen Qi: "The other party asked for 10,000 spirit stones. As far as the old slave knows, the net worth of ordinary casual cultivators in the early Gangli realm is only thousands of spirit stones. The other party took advantage of the absence of the ancestor and the family leader to send a message

, Young Master is limited to arriving at Xinglin within two hours, so he obviously lacks confidence."

Ximen Qi's eyes brightened slightly: "I understand, the opponent must be a casual cultivator, and his cultivation level is at the middle stage of the Gangli Realm."

"Exactly." The old man in brocade clothes showed admiration, "I wonder what the young master's current combat strength is?"

Ximen Qi was full of confidence: "That day in Wolong Valley, I was shocked by Nangong Shang's jade talisman array. I considered it a great shame and humiliation, so I asked the master for the only set of jade talisman array, plus two golden thunder beads.

, with three talismans, I am not afraid of any monks in the Gangli Realm."

The old man in golden clothes said:

"In this case, the young master only needs one person to accompany us. The cultivation level does not need to be too high, but he must be loyal to the young master and be good at being invisible. When the time comes, the young master will be in the light, and the old slave and that person will be in the dark. It will be safer."

Ximen Qi considered it carefully: "Then Ximen Ji, once his jade bone boat becomes invisible, it will take the power of mind in the late stage of the Gangli realm to see through it."

The old man in brocade robes said: "Young Master should consider how to arrange for the young lady."

Ximen Qi's expression moved slightly: "If Uncle Gu has an idea, it's okay to say it."

"Since the junior sister who writes the letter is a casual cultivator, her spiritual potential is definitely not high. Please forgive me for saying this bluntly. Miss Ling is no longer suitable for dual cultivation with the master. However, Miss Ling has a very high mind. The master can use her as a think tank in the future."

Having said this, the old man in golden clothes paused for a moment and sighed softly.

"This old slave is approaching his end, and he only has a few more years to live. Ximen Shu is determined to travel for decades, and it is obvious that he only sees relying on the young master as a way out in the future. The young master needs a reliable think tank."

Ximen Qi hummed: "Ximen Shu, that fellow, promised to give me a copy of our family's development strategy, but now several days have passed, but there has been no news."

The old man in gilded clothes chuckled: "Slow work leads to careful work. If Ximen Shu wants to be relied upon by the young master, he will definitely come up with a piece of true knowledge and insights. If the young master acts according to his strategy, he will come back in embarrassment in the future, and then he can naturally become a think tank."

"I hope so." Ximen Qi turned to look at the old man in golden clothes, "For decades, Uncle Gu has worked hard and made great achievements. I also have a life-extending pill. Uncle Gu can take it and take it. It's better than nothing."

"Old slave has already used the life-extending pill, and taking it again will not help." The old man in Jinyi smiled happily, "Thanks to the respect of the young master, I can use my little strength, this life is enough."

Ximen Qi thought for a while and then returned to the topic: "If we take back Ling Mei, what should we do with the writer of the letter?"

The old man in golden clothes thought about it for a moment, and then his eyes showed a cold light: "I am just a casual cultivator, and it is not a pity to die. If you can kill me, I will kill you. At least I must force him to swear a poisonous oath, go overseas, and never show up in the Kingdom of Xi, so as not to entangle the young lady in the future."

."

The old man in brocade clothes paused for a moment, as if hesitating: "Young Master can see Miss Ling before making a decision. More than four years have passed, and it is still unclear what Miss Ling is thinking. Please forgive me for speaking bluntly. If Miss Ling wants to escape, she will only

I’m afraid I’ve already returned to my family.”

Ximen Qi thought about it carefully and looked a little ugly: "I hope it's not what Uncle Gu said. If Lingmei changes her mind, please help Uncle Gu to persuade her."

"I will try my best."

Seeing Ximen Qi showing murderous intent and looking at Ximen Zhu who looked like he was dementia, the old man in golden clothes quickly stopped him.

"Let's keep this man alive for the time being. If something unexpected happens to us, our ancestors can search for his soul. Please leave another letter, sir, and give it to our ancestors together with this letter, just in case."

"That's fine." Ximen Qi turned around and changed the subject, "The writer of the letter asked for 10,000 spirit stones. I don't even have that much."

The old man in Jinyi said: "I have seen many casual cultivators. They have been struggling for many years, and they are not fuel-efficient lamps. You'd better prepare enough spiritual stones."

"I will go to Zangdao Pavilion and look for Ximen Ridge. I will write a letter when I come back." Ximen Qi stood up and said, "I will leave this person to Uncle Gu."

The old men in brocade clothes stood up together and bowed slightly: "Old slave, I obey."

Ximen Qi showed a satisfied look on his face, flicked his sleeves, and a broad sword flew out from it, and he immediately flew away with the sword.

"Soul control is really amazing."
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