Qian Yiqun returned to the temple. It was still early, and someone still kowtowed and burned incense under the tall jade tree. He stood under the tree for a while and looked up at the jade flower. He felt that this flower was indeed adorable, but he really couldn't understand why it became the key to the cave and how it was related to the doctor's acupuncture method.

"It's him!" someone shouted suddenly.

Immediately, several strong men ran towards Qian Yiqun, faintly surrounding for a month and a half, limiting the direction of Qian Yiqun's escape.

Qian Yiqun had no intention of escaping. He was a Taoist priest who held orders here, and Qionghua Temple was his home. Whenever a Taoist priest entered the jungle of ten directions to hold orders, the guest asked him: "Can you go back to the jungle when you practice the old man?" The word "心" is enough to explain the problem.

What's more, Qian Yiqun is now protecting his body with the Vajra Bead. Who can easily hurt him?

"It's this lustful Taoist who peeks at my lady!" A servant in a green hat shouted, "Take it down for me and see the official!"

Qian Yiqun frowned and swept the pilgrims under Qionghua, but did not find any lady.

"Catch this Yin!" The strong men also shouted, gradually gathering and surrounding them.

Qian Yiqun is such a meticulous person. Seeing their deception, he thought to himself: They are so crowded and strong. If they wanted to catch me, they would have pounced on me long ago! Unless they know that I am good at my mysterious skills, there is no reason to be afraid of me. Seeing them shouting so loudly, they obviously want to attract attention. Which lady is really going to be peeped at by someone, afraid that it is too late to know!

Qian Yiqun ignored it and subconsciously looked at the Qionghua Tree.

A thin figure was stretching out his hand from behind the tree, twisting his thumb and middle finger, and pinching the stems of the Qionghua.

Qian Yiqun secretly showed the ability of far-sightedness of the heart of plants and trees, and clearly showed the man's movements in front of him.

Although I don’t know how his spiritual aggregate is, this hand shape is clearly the Wuji hand that Qian Yiqun just learned!

It turns out that Wuqi's hands are used to pick flowers!

Qian Yiqun shouted violently: "The thief dares to hurt the sacred tree!" He shouted and pointed at him.

The believers under the tree looked up when they heard this, and saw someone climbing up the tree while taking advantage of the fun of the past, with their hands still on the flower stems!

These believers regarded Qionghua as the flower god and came to worship her for nothing, let alone Qionghua was robbed at this time, so how could they be willing to let go? In an instant, Qionghua's audience suddenly became crowded with people, and they cursed the thief who stole the flowers.

Qian Yiqun stepped forward, took action like lightning, stabbed the man in blue-robed hat with a sword, and asked, "Your master sent someone to steal flowers?"

The servant in the green hat stammered and said, "You, peek, peek at my lady! Instead, he turned around and made a raid!"

Qian Yiqun pulled the corner of his mouth slightly and laughed loudly: "It really attracted everyone's attention so that your family could steal flowers!"

Seeing that he was completely shouted out, the man shouted loudly, "Go away!" After that, he leaned forward and the man had already pounced on Qian Yiqun's sword.

Qian Yiqun was unable to collect the sword, and the ancient sword was very sharp, and it was piercing into the soft part of the man's Adam's apple and straight into the cervical spine.

"The Taoist priest is killing!" Someone around him shouted loudly, and the scene suddenly became chaotic, without any order. Even the believers who were shouting under the tree retreated, fearing that they would cause unintentional disasters.

Qian Yiqun looked up at the flower thief on the tree, and saw that his Wuqian hand did not successfully pick the flower.

I guess the incident happened suddenly, which made the flower thief anxious, so he hung himself on the stem of Qionghua and wanted to use his weight to pull the flower off. Unexpectedly, the hardness of Qionghua's stem is really as hard as jade. The slender one actually made him eat and hold his whole body, making him unable to get down even if he wanted to.

Qian Yiqun flew out his sword and put it next to his neck, shouting, "The thief can't come down yet!"

The man glanced at Qionghua, then at the corpse on the ground, screamed, and let go and jumped off the tree.

This time, it was not just Qian Yiqun's ancient sword, but also many extremely angry believers.

The believers stepped forward one after another, pressed the thief who was stealing the god flower to the ground, and beat him up.

Qian Yiqun was waiting to stop him, but he heard someone in the crowd shouting: "It's a kill!"

Suddenly, the believers scattered like birds and beasts, fled from the murder scene. Qian Yiqun stepped forward and saw that there was a blood hole on the flower thief's head, and blood mixed with brains was gushing out, and he would definitely not be able to survive.

——This is killing people to silence!

Qian Yiqun looked around, and everyone around him was also looking at him. He knew that the murderer was among these people, but he had no way to identify it.

Who is this? Is it a descendant of a doctor? Or is it a secret learning of his hand? So he can't pick the Qionghua...

Qian Yiqun shook off the blood beads on the sword, put the sword back into the sheath, looked at the two corpses on the ground, and sighed helplessly.

The servants who stayed in Qionghua Temple soon came to hear the news and surrounded the murder scene.

Qian Yiqun didn't say much and walked out of the circle. A servant wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Qian Yiqun's eyes and his outstretched hand was hanging in the air. When the servant came to his senses, he only saw the back of a Taoist hidden in the ancient viewing path.

Chen Jianyuan was very surprised by what happened suddenly today, but he had no way to solve the doubts. He simply sat cross-legged in the alchemy room and stopped caring about the noise outside. Many senior executives in the temple, including the guest room, the Prime Minister, etc., had to attack Chen Zhihe out of the quiet realm and ask for countermeasures in unison.

"Have you found Master Zhang?" Chen Zhihe suppressed his annoyance.

"No, Master Zhang disappeared early in the morning."

"It's okay," Chen Zhihe said, "that means that Master Zhang has discovered the strange phenomenon long ago. We don't have to worry about it, and things will naturally pass."

"Master Zhang has discovered it long ago?" Everyone was right when they thought about it, and then asked, "What if he ignores it?"

"Then it's useless for us to worry about labor." Chen Zhihe changed his breath, closed his eyes slightly again, and whispered, "Everyone here, who can draw a real talisman can naturally help."

The Taoists were silent.

These Taoists are not unfamiliar with painting talismans, and have studied the traditional talisman methods of Jingming Zhongzhen and filial piety. If any of them writes down the knowledge of painting talismans, they may be 80% likely to be included in the newly compiled "Daozang" by future generations.

What is extremely cruel is that their talisman can only drink away the extremely weak residual soul.

And if you change the person, even if you haven't learned the magic for a day, as long as you have a firm will, you can get rid of it by swearing.

Talismans cannot open up mountains and cut off the current, cannot kill demons and demons, and cannot be revealed in this world!

——Maybe the same is true for the talismans of the ancestors, but they were just exaggerated by the novelist.

They even think so.

Until one day, Master Zhang smiled with a Jiangxi accent, threw out a talisman and knocked off a huge rock dug out of the vegetable garden. Therefore, they believed that the ancestors had no falsehood.

It’s not a weak talisman, it’s a weak person.

If Master Zhang had known it a long time ago, then leave it to him.

Everyone retreated one after another, leaving Chen Zhihe, the prison in charge who was quiet again. However, Chen Jian in charge did not have much time to sit quietly, and the cloud board was ringing soon because it was late class time.

Qian Yiqun also heard the sound of cloud boards and knew that all the pilgrims in the sight had left. He walked out of the darkness and came to the Qionghua tree again.

This jade tree is more than one meter long, which is also a big tree. Standing under the tree, you can clearly smell the fragrance of jade, and the quietness is mixed with inferior wood ash fragrance. Qian Yiqun saw a group of Taoists coming, and hurriedly took the detour to the tree, and used the spiritual ape to move his body and jumped up to the tree in three or two steps.

His hand shape changed and his spiritual essence was secretly exhaled, so he naturally used the new Wuji hand I learned today.

Once the Wujie hand is formed, the hand is like being immersed in water. You can feel the surging of different water flows, changes in different water temperatures, and contraction and expansion of different pressures. In the originally empty atmosphere, there are also such subtle changes.

Qian Yiqun slowly stretched his hand towards Qionghua.

Cool.

It is obviously two inches away from the Qionghua, but Wu Qi's hands have already touched the essence of the Qionghua. The unique coolness of the plants is transmitted from the fingers to Qian Yiqun's body, and his whole body is comfortable. After Qian Yiqun's heart of plants and trees, his favorite thing is to touch the plants. This quiet creature is always peaceful and elegant.

Wu Qi gently touched the "petals" of Qionghua with his hand, slowly slid down, and touched the "petal stems" of Qionghua.

Qian Yiqun watched his fingers twist gently, as if he heard a crisp sound. Wu Qi's hand had already pinched the invisible Qionghua and pulled it out of the Qionghua.

This invisible jade flower seemed to transform into a wind, and slowly dissipated in the air at a speed that Qian Yiqun could perceive.

Qian Yiqun used his body to protect Qionghua, jumped down from the tree, and ran towards Yugoujing quickly. His figure alarmed the Taoist people who came to protect Qionghua. These Taoists looked up nervously at the Qionghua on the tree. Seeing that the Qionghua was still growing on the branches and was intact, they did not think deeper.

Qian Yiqunxu supported the invisible Qionghua and ran past the surprised gaze of the Taoist priests passing by. When he came to the Yugoujing, there was only one Taoist priest next to the well railing, smiling at him.

"Senior Brother Li," Qian Yiqun stopped, "Is there anything wrong?"

"I have been waiting for a long time." Li Yiqing smiled and said, "Senior brother picked the Qionghua? Well, it must have been picked, otherwise he wouldn't have come here."

"You know?"

"Of course, otherwise I would have lived in this broken place for three years." Li Yiqing glanced around disdainfully, looking like he was about to be liberated.

"Well, no wonder you like Qionghua so much." Qian Yiqun smiled, "I told me this today. Do you want to be friends with me or are you going to kill me to silence me?"

"It doesn't matter." Li Yiqing said, "Give me Qionghua, I don't matter what you know."

"What exactly is there below? Can two people not enter a Qionghua?" Qian Yiqun couldn't help asking.

"Low?" Li Yiqing laughed, "Are you talking about Yughuo Cave God? You will know when I come out. Give me Qionghua now. If you want me to do it, I'm afraid you will regret it."

"Well... I'll think about it..." Qian Yiqun pursed his lips hard and asked with a grin, "Speaking of it, do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are." Li Yiqing raised his head and looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, looking at the gradually converging sky light. "Anyway, those who are enemies of me will be dead."

"I agree, I will die sooner or later, but I guess 99% of them will die of old age." Qian Yiqun slowly put the Qionghua into the golden scale basket, but was not absorbed. Instead, it merged with the white lotus sent by Kuchen.

Qian Yiqun did not have the time to study this strange phenomenon, because there was already a piece of talisman paper in Li Yiqing's right hand, and the appearance of a copper coin sword was faintly revealed in his left sleeve.
Chapter completed!