I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Ancient spirit realm?"

Huo Ling'er heard the words, shook her head, and said: "I'm going to another domain, I have some things to deal with, I'm afraid I can't go back to the ancient spirit domain with you."

If it wasn't for a letter from the Vice Palace Master Zhao Dehou who tricked her into coming to Quyong City, she would have left Tianmang Realm long ago.

"In this case, forget it." Qin Feng nodded.

After all, the cultivation method of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art is to continuously devour the original power of different physiques, and it is impossible to stay in the same place all the time.

The Longevity Sutra that he practiced with him can be said to be two different extremes.

"But if I have time, I will go to the ancient spirit domain to find you." Huo Ling'er smiled.

Then, she returned to her residence.

And Qin Feng started to meditate, and he was about to leave after his cultivation was stabilized.

......

In the next period of time, even though the Valley of Myriad Tribulations blocked the news, the news of the death of the Holy Son finally spread.

After all, there were too many people who saw the Holy Son being burned by strange fire that day.

There are even monks from other holy places who come to find friends to visit.

It is unrealistic to completely block the news, otherwise the Temple of the God of Wealth would not have gotten the news immediately.

As soon as the news of the death of the Saint Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations spread, it caused a huge commotion in various domains.

Among the many holy sons of this generation, the first person to fall finally appeared.

Although we all knew that such a day would come sooner or later, we didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Originally, people in Tianmang Region were discussing the news of Qixia Sect's demise. After all, it was the top power in Tianmang Region and had a huge influence.

But now, no one pays attention to the Qixia Sect anymore, all the attention is on the killing of the Holy Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

No one would think that the demise of the Qixia Sect would have anything to do with the death of the Holy Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, the relationship between the two is too secretive.

Except for the Holy Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations and his maid Chen Wu, no one knew about it, not even the Holy Master of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

The reason for this is that the Holy Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations subdued the Qixia Sect and several sects of similar strength in other regions in order to secretly eradicate those who were his enemies in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

The killing of the personal disciple of the Second Elder of Myriad Tribulation Valley was done secretly by the leader of Qixia Sect in a secret place under his instruction.

"Although the martial arts talent of the Saint Son of Myriad Tribulation Valley can only be regarded as ordinary among the many Saint Sons, he also practiced alchemy and formations at the same time. I thought he would make a difference, but he died like this .”

In a city a hundred miles away from the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, a monk in a restaurant couldn't help sighing.

"Hehe... This proves that multitasking is not enough. If you want to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, you can't think about so many messy things."

An old man who looked a bit sloppy grinned and said, "No one can practice formation and medicine while maintaining martial arts."

"Makes sense."

Many people nodded, nodded one after another.

They also believe that human energy is limited after all, and it is very unrealistic to practice martial arts, alchemy and formation at the same time.

The Holy Son of Myriad Tribulation Valley was too greedy, which led to the failure of refining the strange fire, and even lost his life.

"Does any of you know where the Holy Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations is buried?" A voice suddenly asked from the corner of the restaurant.

The guy who spoke was wearing a black robe, but it was hard to hide the fat all over his body.

"The Valley of Myriad Tribulations is investigating the cause of the death of the Holy Son, and there is no funeral at all." The monk who spoke first said.

"I still need to investigate? Didn't the Holy Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations be burned to death by the strange fire?"

Someone asked puzzledly: "Could it be that this is not the case."

"It was indeed burned to death by the strange fire." A man with the appearance of a wealthy businessman said:

"However, Myriad Tribulation Valley doesn't believe it, and suspects that their holy son was poisoned in his body when he was traveling. That's why after the refining failed, the strange fire completely lost control in his body, and he was actually burned to death.

They dispatched elders with supreme weapons to fight, and they have already arrested several poison refiners who had had enmity with the Valley of Myriad Tribulations. "

These alchemists are all proficient in concealment techniques, and most of them hide in uninhabited poisonous swamps and places full of miasma.

It is very troublesome to catch them and mobilize the crowd on weekdays, and the loss is huge, but now in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, in order to investigate the cause of the death of the Holy Son, it has not cared so much.

Many monks in the restaurant were thoughtful when they heard the words. If the death of the Son of Myriad Tribulation Valley was really caused by someone in the dark, then it is only possible that the poison refiner did it.

After all, it is impossible for outsiders to sneak into the Valley of Myriad Tribulations quietly and attack their holy son. They can only poison them in advance and explode at a critical moment.

.....

In the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, in an ancient and magnificent palace, the Holy Lord of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations has returned after receiving the news.

He sat on the main seat, not angry and pretentious.

The terrible breath makes people shudder.

"How is the investigation going?" The Holy Master of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations asked in a deep voice.

"Those poison refiners who have enmity with the Valley of Myriad Tribulations have searched their consciousness after they were caught, and it is true that they did not secretly poison the Holy Son."

The Second Elder of Myriad Tribulation Valley said solemnly: "Besides, with the intelligence of the Holy Son and his strength, it is unlikely that he will be easily poisoned and plotted against."

"Then what's going on? Could it be that it was really just a failure to refine the strange fire and be backlashed?" The Holy Master of the Myriad Tribulation Valley asked with an extremely gloomy expression.

He couldn't accept it. If this was the case, the saint son cultivated in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations would die like this, and I'm afraid it would become a laughing stock.

"This... I'm afraid it's really like this..." the Second Elder of Myriad Tribulation Valley said bitterly.

The faces of the other elders were also extremely complicated.

"Where are his servants? Have you investigated it?" the Holy Master of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations asked again.

"All dead."

After a pause, the Second Elder of Myriad Tribulation Valley continued: "The Holy Son has planted imprints on their bodies and consciousness, and once the Holy Son dies, they will also die.

However, it is certain that the death of the Son of God has nothing to do with them. As long as they dare to have the slightest thought of being unfaithful to the Son of God, they will be noticed by the Son of God, instantly wiped out, and absolutely loyal. "

He wanted to investigate those servants at the first moment, but apart from Chen Wu, among the servants taken by the Son of Myriad Tribulation Valley, the other five were all strong men with good strength, and they were sent out to do things.

When he went to check the soul jades of these people, he found that the soul jades were all broken. Only one who went to the Shenyaomen to give gifts found the body. Know.

"Then continue to investigate those poison trainers who have enmity with the Valley of Myriad Tribulations."

After hearing the words, the Holy Master of Myriad Tribulation Valley said coldly, "I'd rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go."

"it is good!"

The elders present all nodded, and then they all left this magnificent ancient palace and started to continue their own investigations.