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"Immortal Master, all the information you want is here."

A mansion.

The owner of the yard respectfully raised a book on his head.

"Um."

Li Qingxuan hooked his fingers and took the book to his hand and flipped through it.

A day ago, he followed the wheel seal all the way to the small town where he is now based on his insight of his spiritual sense.

There are many traces in the city.

Li Qingxuan didn't know how to search, so the clues were cut off.

However, there are generally not many caravans going to small fishing villages to trade, and the traces in the fishing village are very new, and it is within two or three days, so it is not difficult to find the right method.

The person in front of you is the rich man in the city.

Now that Li Qingxuan is fascinated by his mind, he helped him find information about the power that he had gone to the fishing village below to conduct transactions within the past three days.

"Um?"

After reading it over and over, Li Qingxuan frowned and looked at the fat man standing respectfully below: "This city is not big, why would there be so many forces traveling around Linghu within three days?"

This city is not big, and there are only more than a dozen fishing villages and towns below.

Where can so many fish be collected from so many fleets?

This is not normal.

Although Fatty Man Wai was fascinated by his mind, his mind was clear.

He was just hinted by his soul and obeyed Li Qingxuan's advice.

Fatty official explained: "The immortal master didn't know anything. A few months ago, a huge movement came from the Linghu Lake, which even caused the fish to be restless.

Soon, many strange fish skins flowed out from the inside of Linghu.

After that, more than once, someone saw the immortal master enter the Linghu Lake, and rumors leaked out that the inside of Linghu Lake was actually the place where the immortals practiced.

As a result, in the past few months, many small forces have been active around, wanting to find a fairy fate.”

The fat man paused and whispered:

"Immortal Master, there are actually quite a few people nowadays.

At the beginning, our small town had warriors and immortal masters. However, after the Wang family and Li family of the Tianzhangfu Mansion made a statement, only some small forces are still moving around Linghu."

"How is that..."

After hearing this, Li Qingxuan frowned even more.

The Wang family and the Li family should be the tribe-man forces outside the island, the Wang family and the Li family, the cultivation family, on the previous island.

They have been entrenched in this area for so long, it is normal for some casual cultivators and warriors to be afraid.

As for the so-called movements in Linghu, it is probably because of the previous mass hunting of the Dead Soul Tree, and there is no removal of the strange fish, causing the sucked fish skin and toad skin to flow out of the inner lake.

But now he has a booklet, which records that there are more than a dozen forces who have recently gone to the surrounding fishing villages. Among them, there are two forces that are originally in the city, the rest are temporarily formed.

The people who come and go here are the people who control them behind them, including warriors and hidden casual cultivators, which is very complicated.

Li Qingxuan rubbed his forehead.

"The person who hopes to get my stuff is greedy and hasn't left directly now."

Recording the power information in the booklet in his mind, Li Qingxuan brushed his palm through Yuanwai's eyes in front of him, then he snatched his feet and left the yard quietly.

moment.

The fat man was shocked and looked around in confusion. Then he thought of something, shrank and ran back into the house.

There is a method of searching souls and bewitching souls, and Li Qingxuan searches very quickly.

"That's not it."

...

"Not this!"

More than a dozen forces, as long as they catch one of them and ask in a ecstasy, they can know who has gone out and where they have gone recently.

Unfortunately, searching one by one is not the target.

Gu Zi

Soon, Li Qingxuan came to a restaurant.

"Apart from a temporary team that has disappeared, the last one is this restaurant..."

This is the largest restaurant in the city. The owner behind it is not clear, but it has been safely opened in the city for more than 20 years. The signature dish is the fresh little moon fish caught by Linghu.

Therefore, the restaurant will send people to and from towns and fishing villages around Linghu to collect fish.

If there is no harvest here, looking for a team that is no longer in the city is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"The word is good."

Li Qingxuan glanced at the restaurant sign and walked in quickly.

Wherever he passed, both the guests and the guys were hypnotized, subconsciously avoiding his position and allowing him to move unobstructed.

Li Qingxuan had no hope of finding his own things at this time.

He walked through the crowd and came to the backyard of the restaurant. Under his spiritual storm, he saw the restaurant shopkeeper who was reading a book in the backyard room.

When he walked to the door, Li Qingxuan was about to enter, but he paused.

He looked at the inconspicuous white flowers at the door, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Finally found!"

Almost at the same time.

Inside the house, the shopkeeper of the restaurant who was reading a book stood up, his hair stood up as Li Qingxuan swept his spiritual sense.

The shopkeeper is an old man in his fifties and sixties.

His pupils shrank, but he didn't show any strangeness. He continued to fiddle with the abacus in his hand and looked like he carefully checked the account book.

The next moment.

The little old man's face changed, his figure suddenly retreated, and rushed to a corner of the house.

Boom ~

A dark red fire ball, before him, smashed the door of the house, wiped the old man's body and lit the cabinet in front of him, and at the same time melted the walls on the side into wisps of dark red liquid and flowed down...

The old man took a breath and looked at the door in despair, just in time to meet a pair of dark eyes...

"You can even perceive such a subtle change in the Aerosol Technique."

Li Qingxuan looked at the obsessed little old man with admiration.

This little old man has a somewhat similar personality to him, very cautiously, and mixed toxins at the entrance of the house.

After his test, once he inhales the fragrance of flowers next to the door and touches the faint sandalwood inside the door, it will accelerate the qi and blood, causing burden on the heart.

It would be fine if you don't do it.

Once you do something, the blood boils and the heart will burst.

Li Qingxuan originally wanted to use the air-catching technique to send these toxins around the old man, so that he could poison himself and reduce the movement, but he didn't expect that the old man reacted directly and had no choice but to use the fireball technique.

Walked to the old man.

Li Qingxuan picked up the sandalwood beside him and looked at it: "This mixed toxin is quite mysterious. Understanding the principle and transforming it, it is very effective to assassinate low-level monks."

Especially with his exclusive configuration of the nerve phantom poison, ordinary Qi Refining Cultivator will probably not know what happened until he dies.

However, the most important thing now is to figure out where your stuff is.

Li Qingxuan put down the sandalwood and put his palm on the old man's forehead.

Soul search!

moment.

He withdrew his palm and watched the old man's body turn into a ball of black gray, with his eyes glad.

The small fishing village was indeed destroyed by this little old man.

My own things are also in the other party's hands, but the things are not in the restaurant now, but in Chunwa's place.

Chunwa is not dead.

He is the only survivor of the small fishing village.

The incident happened completely different from what Li Qingxuan guessed before!
Chapter completed!
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