Staring at the palm that was imprinted in his heart, Liang Zhe felt no pain at all.

He even felt like he was slapped by a mortal, but the next moment, a scent of hard to understand passed through his body with the strange palm wind and directly embedded in Liang Zhe's mind.

It was a strong wind containing eternal malice, a pair of eyes full of endless hatred, a heart-wrenching curse, and a rainstorm that unexpectedly came in the cold night.

Liang Zhe seemed to have become an ordinary person. He could not detect his cultivation and could only experience a terrifying feeling. He returned to his youth and even childhood, becoming an isolated child, hiding in the corner, the dilapidated house did not even have a roof. The cold rain fell and turned into layers of ice.

Heads appeared on the walls, some were old and young, some were yelling and some were crying. Liang Zhe even saw his relatives, and they broke into blood mist in front of his eyes.

Finally, the angry and desperate Liang Zhe rushed out of the illusion.

He roared and grabbed the enemy. He remembered that he was framed and recognized that the young man in front of him was the initiator. He wanted to kill the other party, otherwise he would be killed in an unmanned prison.

The enemy was smiling, as honest as a mountain villager. Liang Zhe wanted to strangle the other party to death. He stretched out his hands desperately and got closer to the enemy.

Soon, Liang Zhe heard a ghost-like howl from behind him. When he looked back, he did not see the ghost body, but instead saw himself.

He saw his hideous appearance and saw that he was tied up, as if he had no breathing anymore.

"That's not me, not me..."

Liang Zhe could not believe what he saw, he actually saw his body!

"I'm not a traitor!!!"

Gathering his last strength, Liang Zhe rushed towards the enemy, and then was flooded by the rolled black wind and swallowed it, and his last soul disappeared.

"The evil thoughts in my heart are irritating, and the malice is like the wind. Such a wonderful skill is indeed extraordinary..."

With a palm as evil as the wind, even Liang Zhe's soul was destroyed. Xu Yan nodded with satisfaction.

The door of the sect sect opened, and the uncle who appeared in front of the sect leader looked very sad. He sighed first and said, "I committed suicide for fear of crime. I am a hero. You can interrogate the remaining accomplices."

"suicide?"

"Fear of sin?"

Before Jia Panqi and Ma Qiaofeng said a few words, Xu Yan came out, not even a cup of tea, so why did he commit suicide fearlessly?

The two Nascent Souls knew it well, and both saw a helpless look in each other's eyes.

"Since Liang Zhe committed suicide, the remaining relevant people, I will be responsible for interrogating them." Ma Qiaofeng had no choice but to take over this mess.

"Uncle Master, how long will the Great Elders stay in the sect?" Jia Panqi accompanied Xu Yan to the sky prison, and asked quietly on the road. Ma Qiaofeng, who was standing beside him, listened with his ears.

"Master is in seclusion, maybe it will be in seclusion for a long time. You can't see that. In fact, Master is seriously injured and I didn't even dare to ask more questions."

"It doesn't matter?"

"It should be no big deal. Master looks good."

"That's good, that's good. The Great Elder is a powerful god-transforming man, and he will definitely be able to turn danger into safety."

After talking to the sect leader for a few words, the three of them came to the gate of the Heavenly Prison.

Xu Yan stopped and did not rush to leave the Heavenly Prison. Instead, he looked at Ma Qiaofeng and said, "Elder Ma has been practicing in the sect for many years, so he should have a lot of spirit stones."

"It's true that there is some savings." Ma Qiaofeng didn't understand, so he didn't understand Xu Yan's intention for a while, and didn't know why the other party asked her if she had any spirit stones.

"I have some high-grade spirit ore. I want to find someone to change some spirit stones. I don't want to leave anymore. I can exchange it for Elder Ma as a cheaper one." After Xu Yan said that, he threw out a storage bag and said, "One hundred thousand kilograms of high-grade spirit ore, you can count as five thousand top-grade spirit stones. I am an elder, and I will suffer some losses if I suffer some losses."

The storage bag flying towards us was not connected, and neither did Ma Qiaofeng nor did he not connect. Jia Panqi's eyelids twitched and moved a step aside without any trace.

That's not a storage bag, but a bad debt.

A top-grade spirit ore of 100,000 jin is roughly equivalent to three thousand top-grade spirit stones, which is 300,000 low-grade spirit stones. Xu Yan said it lightly and had to exchange for five thousand top-grade spirit stones when he opened his mouth. This was a desperate attempt to snatch 200,000 low-grade spirit stones from Ma Qiaofeng's hands.

Ma Qiaofeng couldn't let too much thought about it. The storage bag had arrived. Although he was unwilling to accept it, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall still took it down with a tough bullet.

"Uncle Master, 100,000 kilograms of high-grade spirit ore can be roughly replaced by these..." Ma Qiaofeng did not say it clearly, and poked out three fingers to indicate that he could be replaced by three thousand high-grade spirit stones.

"Has the price of spiritual ore been reduced recently? The top-grade spirit stones are only 4,000. I have something to do with the spirit stones, and I don't have time to delay here." Xu Yan showed an impatient expression, as if I had suffered a great loss.

Ma Qiaofeng was stunned and looked at his fingers, thinking that's right, this is three, how can he think of it as four?

"The best-grade spiritual ore of uncle's master must be of pure quality, and it is definitely not comparable to an ordinary spiritual ore." Jia Panqi smiled from the side. Since it was Ma Qiaofeng who was cheated, the sect leader was relaxed.

"I wonder where the spirit ore of uncle's uncle comes from?" Ma Qiaofeng gritted his teeth and pointed out four thousand top-grade spirit stones. He only came to the Heavenly Prison and brought a thousand top-grade spirit stones.

"Master, why? Is there a problem? It should be a top-grade spiritual mine. If not, I will ask Master to change it. A powerful god-transforming powerhouse can't even cheat my disciples."

"No problem, no problem!" Ma Qiaofeng waved his hand and explained as soon as he heard this: "The top-grade spirit ore is true, the quality is excellent. This is four thousand top-grade spirit stones. I have collected it."

"The traitor's interrogation is over, the spirit stone transaction is over, it's time for me to go back. Let's say goodbye to you and stay." Xu Yan showed a honest smile, nodded and then flew up, drove the scroll out of the Jiufeng Cave, and did not return to Tengyun Mountain, and headed straight for Yibao Pavilion.

I got 400,000 spirit stones for free, and now I have money to buy spirit grass.

Seeing Xu Yanfeiyuan, Ma Qiaofeng shook his head and sighed, and Jia Panqi smiled bitterly. The two of them had some experience of the arrogant uncle's arrogance.

A flash of light flashed from the sky prison, and a figure came from mid-air, and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. It was Wan Peng, the elder of the Spirit Mine.

"Sect Master, seventeen carts of high-grade spirit mines were lost in the No. 1 Peak Mine Cave, totaling 97,000 kilograms. They should have been taken away by the junior master." Wan Peng actually came long ago. When he learned that the junior master was accompanying the junior master uncle in the Heavenly Prison, he waited outside and waited until Xu Yan left before he appeared.

"Everyone is here, I've changed to four thousand top-grade spirit stones." Ma Qiaofeng took out the storage bag with a frown, and the spirit ore inside was exactly 97,000 kilograms.

"Sect Master, the uncle of the junior teacher is young and frivolous. If he always makes such a fool of himself, it would be inappropriate."

"Yes, Sect Master, it doesn't matter if our Nascent Soul Elder suffers some losses. If the disciples of the sect are angry, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Ma Qiaofeng and Wan Peng were both more bitter than the other, and they were both victims.

"You all said that the uncle of the junior master was young and frivolous. I think this is not a bad thing." Jia Panqi smiled profoundly and said, "Young people should be like this, with clear edges and angularity. If they are ordinary people, how can they be valued by the great elders? You must know that the closed disciples of the strong men of all generations are the most talented and the most opportunity to surpass their masters."
Chapter completed!