Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Han Juyuan muttered: "Immediately send people to search for him. Since he has a broken arm and is injured, there will be traces wherever he goes. Tell me, whoever can provide important clues will be rewarded with a thousand spiritual stones." "

"After you find him, find out his purpose this time. If he is just a money-obsessed thief who takes risks and does not know whether to live or die, then just kill him. But if there is someone behind him to instigate and support him, or someone is instigating it, you must find out who is behind the scenes. "

"Yes." The man responded, turned his left hand, took out the severed arm from the storage bag, handed it to him and said, "Master, this is the severed arm we chopped off."

Han Juyuan took the severed arm, glanced at it, and frowned: "Youmei Sect?"

"Yes. Judging from his clothing, he should be a disciple of the Youmei Sect."

Han Juyuan frowned: "Is it normal to wear the clothes of the Youmei Sect when you go out to commit crimes and rob money? If the sect knew about it and wanted to behead him, could someone be framed and framed?"

The man said: "My nephew is also thinking about this. It is unlikely. If he is framed and framed, the price will be too high. Not only will he lose an arm, he will also be seriously injured and almost beheaded by us."

"What is the purpose of wasting this boss's efforts to frame a Qi Refining monk? The Demon Sect is already a mixed bag, with everyone there. There are countless people who are greedy for wine, sex, and money. It is not unusual for a few people to want money rather than their lives occasionally. thing."

"As for him wearing the Youmei Sect costume, I think he was in a hurry and didn't think much about it. My nephew thought that he might have made an impromptu decision. Seeing his seventh uncle walking away, he risked his life and took a risk. He had already put his life and death at risk. . Unexpectedly, after a fierce fight, his arm was cut off and his identity was exposed through his inner clothes."

Han Juyuan nodded: "What you said makes sense. Let's do this! Let others continue to pursue and capture this person. You go and pass the news to Hu Xufan. Since they are disciples of Youmei Sect, let them themselves Go check it out. They take the dividends from us every year. They can’t do nothing. If something like this happens, it’s their turn to help.”

"Yes." The man responded and flew straight with his sword. After walking for a day, I came to a Taoist temple and my sword stopped in front of one hall.

A man wearing blue Youmei Sect costume stopped him: "Who are you?"

The man opened his mouth and said, "I, Han Xianmao, have requested to see Senior Jin on the orders of our head, Han Juyuan."

"Wait here." The disciple said, turned around and entered the hall. After a while, he came back and said: "Uncle Jin, please come in and talk."

Han Xianmao followed him inside and bowed to the old man sitting cross-legged on the futon: "Junior Han Xianmao has met senior Jin."

"Why did Fellow Daoist Han send you here?"

"Yesterday night, someone made a big fuss at the Yuanxiu Peak Gambling House, killing and injuring my gambling disciples, and taking away the spiritual stones stored in the pavilion. According to the clues we have, this person is a disciple of your sect. The head of the family sent me here to ask Senior Jin to tell you. Senior Hu, your noble sect, asked him to seek justice."

"You said it was a disciple of the Youmei Sect. Have you captured him?"

"Unfortunately, during a fierce battle between us, he was injured and left."

"Then you must know this person. Who is this?"

"This person is wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat. We haven't seen his true face, so we don't recognize him."

"You neither captured this person nor knew his identity, how can you identify him as a disciple of the Youmei Sect?"

"While we were fighting with him, we cut off one of his arms and saw that he was wearing the clothes of the Youmei Sect under his black robe, so we knew it."

The old man was silent for a while, then waved his hand and said, "I understand, go ahead! I will tell Uncle Hu about this."

"Thank you, senior. I'll take my leave, junior." Han Xianmao said, exited the hall, and flew away with his flying sword.

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On Xushu Mountain, outside the majestic cave, a ray of light shot out, revealing the figure of a man with a square mouth and a wide mouth.

He waved his hand, and the talisman floated into the thick fog. Soon, a path appeared in the thick fog.

The man walked straight inside and reached the main room of the cave. He bowed down to the old man sitting cross-legged on the jade bed and saluted, calling him master.

"You're here, what's going on?" the old man asked.

"Just now, Senior Brother Jin received news that someone was causing trouble in the Han family's Yuanxiufeng gambling house, committing murders and robbing wealth, and that it was a disciple of the Youmei Sect. The Han family would like to ask the master to investigate who it is and provide justice for them."

"Go and check out the situation! If it's one of ours, you can handle it yourself. If it's a disciple of the Youmei Sect, hand him over to Headmaster Zheng." The old man said nonchalantly.

"Yes, disciple, please leave." The man responded, left his cave, and turned into a ray of light.

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In another cave a few miles away, Zhang Zifeng's expression moved slightly as he listened to the man's report. He pondered for a while and said, "Go and find out why he went out. Don't alert others. I want to know what exactly he went to." places, and who they came into contact with.”

"Do you want to send someone to follow him?" the man sitting opposite asked.

"Don't send anyone to follow him for the time being, lest he be discovered and let him be on guard. Just figure out his actions and the people he comes into contact with."

"good."

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Outside the Han family's house, a ray of light fell, and the man with a broad face strode forward.

A man came with a sword, stopped in front of him, bowed his head and saluted: "I don't know who the senior is? Why are you here at my residence?"

"I am Zheng Wei of the Youmei Sect. Go and tell your family master that I am here."

"Senior, please wait a moment." The man said, and left with his sword. Not long after, he saw a ray of light coming towards him, revealing the figure of a tall and thin man in his forties or fifties. It was Han Juyuan, the head of the Han family.

He said with a smile on his face: "Friend Daoist Zheng has come from afar, and I haven't come far enough to greet you. Don't be offended. Please come in quickly."

The two of them came to the main hall one after another and sat down separately. Zheng Wei said: "Fellow Taoist Han, let's stop chatting. I came here on the order of my master. I heard that there were disciples of Youmei Sect causing trouble in a gambling house in your mansion. What's going on?"

Han Juyuan immediately told the whole story, took out the severed arm from the storage bag and handed it to Zheng Wei, saying: "Friend Zheng, please see, this is an arm that was chopped off during a fierce fight between the nephew and his nephew."

"The thief escaped with serious injuries and his whereabouts are still unknown. I have sent many people to search for him in the past few days and issued a wanted reward order. Unfortunately, there are no clues."

"This matter concerns the disciples of your sect. Han cannot be arbitrary, so he quickly informed Senior Hu."

Zheng Wei took the broken arm and took a look at it: "Based on just one broken sleeve, you all concluded that this was the work of a disciple of our sect. Isn't that a little too arbitrary?"

"This is the arm of the thief that my nephew cut off with his own hands. If this thief is not a disciple of the Youmei Sect, or someone deliberately framed a disciple of the Youmei Sect, otherwise why would he have done this in vain? If it was a frame-up, the price would be too high. Han really I can’t imagine why I would pay such a high price to frame an unknown Qi-refining monk from the Youmei Sect.”

"Let's go check out your gambling house!"

good.

The two of them left the main hall and turned into light.

After walking for an hour, we arrived at Yuan Xiufeng Gambling House.

After this incident, the gambling house tightened security and had monks guarding it inside and outside.

The two entered the pavilion, and the children of the Han family hurriedly came to salute. Zheng Wei asked the several parties involved at that time in detail, and said to Han Juyuan: "I will return to the sect to investigate this matter to see if there is any broken arm. Disciple returns to the sect, if it is really a disciple of our sect, we will give a satisfactory explanation to fellow Taoists."

"Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Zheng."

"What's the point of thanking you for what you're doing, and saying goodbye." Zheng Wei said, and left the hall in the form of light.

Outside the attic, a pair of eyes were staring at him. Seeing him leaving the hall, the figure left quietly.

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In the cave where he couldn't even see his fingers, there was a muffled groan, and the man from the Youmei Sect slowly woke up. A sharp pain came, going straight into his heart, and his internal organs were churning.

ah! The man screamed, and then he realized that his left arm had been cut off completely. His chest seemed to have been hit hard by some magic weapon. His whole chest was sunken, his ribs were broken, and he felt severe pain from then on.

The man wailed a few times, and the desire to survive made him hold back the pain. He stood up, held his right arm on the wall, and staggered out.

Not long after Fang walked out of the cave, he saw a figure coming down with a sword. Judging from his appearance, he had a big face and big ears, and was at the ninth level of Qi refining.

When the man from the Youmei Sect saw him coming straight towards him, his face turned ashen for a moment, and he thought he was the monk guarding him.

Unexpectedly, the man glanced at him and said with confusion on his face: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The man from the Youmei Sect couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard what he said. He was not a monk specially guarding him. He hurriedly said: "I am Li Fu, a disciple of the Youmei Sect. After I came out of the Yuanxiu Peak Gambling House, I was attacked by a mysterious monk. I fainted for an unknown amount of time. In time, I hope my Taoist friends will save me, and I will be rewarded generously."

The big-eared man on the other hand shook his head: "Forget it! Since the other party can hit you hard, it must be beyond my reach. Maybe it is a foundation-building monk. I don't have the ability to fight against a foundation-building monk. It's better to do less than to do more. I There is no need for a casual cultivator to get involved in the disputes between you. I was just passing by this place, and when I heard the wailing, I came down to take a look. I don’t want to cause trouble, so I said goodbye as if I hadn’t been here.”

After saying that, he was about to fly away.

Li Fu hurriedly grabbed him. The person in front of him was like his life-saving straw, and he was not willing to let him go.

He was seriously injured and his body was restrained. The area of ​​​​the mountain forest was unknown. If there were any big insects and beasts, his life would definitely be at stake. In addition, the mysterious man did not know when he would return. It can be said that his life was hanging by a thread. Now with such a situation. A way to survive, no matter what, I won't let go.

"I swear on my inner demons that as long as my fellow Taoist can help me, I will be rewarded generously. Whatever conditions my fellow Taoist has, just ask them and I will never refuse."

On the other hand, the big-eared man seemed a little moved and glanced at the storage bag on his waist.

The man from the Youmei Sect immediately understood and hurriedly took off the storage bag from his waist and handed it to him: "I don't have anything else to give you as a present. This storage bag is for some pills, magical tools, and fellow Taoists that I have collected over the years." Just take it, you will be rewarded in the future.”

On the other hand, the big-eared man took the storage bag, opened it, took a look, and then put it into his sleeve robe: "In that case, I will take some risks. If I can save your life, it will be considered a meritorious deed."