This morning, news came.

Su Ting has reviewed it and has not recorded the news that Ding Yan is dead.

If he died yesterday, based on Ding Yan's weight in the new dynasty, a disciple would report the news to him, the true king of Netherworld who was in charge of the Middle Earth.

"White silk hanging?"

The Taoist of the generation Yu generation said in surprise: "I'm afraid he is a person from the Qiyun Duke's Mansion, he has just died."

Su Ting glanced at him and said, "You are ordered to monitor the disturbances in the capital, and the news seems to be not very informative."

The young Taoist suddenly had a fever on his face, gritted his teeth slightly, and whispered: "In the capital, no matter which family has any accident, no matter how much incense is there, the Taoist temple can know it, and thus spread it to our sect... This incident may have happened shortly after, and the people from the Qiyun Duke's Mansion just took the white silk and hung it on it."

Su Ting nodded slightly and waved: "Go back."

The Taoist man was even more surprised and said, "Don't the elder go and see?"

This elder Su claimed to be an old acquaintance of Ding Yan, the Duke of Qiyun, and was quite considerate to come to the mansion of Duke of Qiyun.

But at the moment when the funeral happened to Mr. Qi Yun’s mansion, he turned around and left, without any intention of inquiring, and seemed to be completely careless.

This makes people feel quite surprised.

"Ding Yan is not dead yet."

Su Ting smiled and said, "He is still alive, and the other one dies. I have seen it, so let's go back."

The Taoist of the generation Yu nodded in a daze.

For some reason, I always felt that Elder Su from this sect seemed to have deep meaning in every word, action, and every move.

As a disciple, he did not dare to question the elders or refute them. He followed his steps and hurriedly caught up with him.

——

It was already night.

In the Taoist temple.

The candle is dim and sways gently, releasing a little warmth.

"Elder Su, this is the news from Duke Yun of Qi’s Mansion today."

"Let's put it here."

"yes."

"No need to prepare anything. We are already fasting. You can go down."

Su Ting waved his hand and signaled the young Taoist of the Yu generation to retreat.

Seeing this, the Taoist of Yu generation also retreated.

Su Ting opened the paper, glanced at it, lit the candle, and lit it into ashes.

He sat in the chair, closing his eyes slightly.

According to the news, Ding Yan, the adopted son who had just recognized him, suddenly fell ill this afternoon and died suddenly.

"Diet so fast."

Su Ting said with a roar and said, "Is the dignified Yangshen real person really dead? Or is he pretending to escape?"

This evening, there was a lot of news in the capital.

Some people speculate that Ding Yan, the adopted son of Qiyun Gong, was poisoned by someone.

Some people speculate that the one who poisoned Ding Yan's adopted son was Ding Yan's opponent in the court.

Some people also suspect that it was Ding Yan's side who poisoned his adopted son out of jealousy or interests.

Some people even suspect that the one who poisoned Ding Yan's adopted son was Ding Yan himself.

But in addition to the words of poisoning, some people also believe that it was this young man who was injured when he saved Ding Yan, Qi Yungong, and he was only in trouble at this time, and he was unable to turn things around.

Among the people in the capital, there was a lot of discussion, which was recognized that he was poor and had little virtue and was just a rude life. He could not bear the identity of the son of Qi Yun and did not enjoy the fate of glory and wealth.

But Su Ting knew that this person was not an ordinary person.

"Yangshen Zhenren, who worshipped the ordinary people and was willing to be his adopted son, was quite calm and did not put honor and disgrace in his heart."

Su Ting pondered: "But is he really dead? It is not surprising that such a person pretends to die. But since he pretends to die, why did he seek such an identity? Or should he borrow his identity and sneak into the residence of Qiyun Gong and get something? But with his cultivation, why should he condescend and sneak in?"

Thinking of this, Su Ting breathed out and his eyes flashed.

This young man named Chen, who was over 20 years old, became a stunning and talented person who was almost as outstanding as his disciples, might have really died.

But the death of a true man named Yang Shen is not an easy task.

But at this moment.

A ray of light came from Su Ting's waist.

It was his token that shone with the luster from the Shouzhengdao Sect.

That was personally issued by the head of the Shouzheng Taoist Sect.

Su Ting's eyes narrowed slightly.

——

Being at the gate of righteousness.

The head sect put down the token with a serious expression.

In front of him, there was a book.

He has turned to the last page.

On the last page, there are more than a dozen names.

If Su Ting could see it, he would find that these more than ten names were also the names on the list in his hand.

"There is no need to worry about the rest."

The head of Shouzheng nodded slightly, then reached out and crossed out the top name.

This name has three characters.

Chen Jiudian.

——

Inside the capital of the new dynasty.

In the Taoist temple.

Su Ting looked at the news from Shouzhengdao Sect and couldn't see clearly.

"It seems that Shouzhengdao Sect has succeeded."

He smiled and said, "It's so powerful. Using the excuse of searching for the demon Lord Su Guaner, he quietly killed a true man of Yangshen in the mansion of Duke Qiyun... Silently, there was no impact on the fighting. Not only was the capital not damaged, but even the mansion of Duke Qiyun was not damaged. The true man of Yangshen seemed to have died of sudden illness. Could it be that he still used a spell when he guarded the righteous gate?"

The last sentence was quite sarcastic because he knew in his heart that the Shouzhengdao Sect was disdainful to use spells.

But I didn’t expect that Shouzhengdao Sect’s open and upright style would actually have this technique of “building a plank road openly and traveling to Chen Cang secretly”.

In this news, the head of the Shouzheng Taoist Sect said that he found that a demon-wrought Yang Shen Zhenren was about to penetrate the new dynasty and had been killed in time. He searched for his followers and wanted to kill them all, and not to be retained.

At the end, the head of the Shouzheng Taoist Sect still spoke in a sincere tone, asking the Lord of the Netherworld to find out where Su Guaner was in time and stop him. Otherwise, the source would be endless, and it would be useless to kill the demons and the Demon Sect would appear sooner or later.

"If I hadn't found out in advance, I would have believed his words in the Shouzhengdao Sect."

Su Ting said intimately: "Su Guaner, the great demon, is hidden in the Middle Earth, which is enough to make people feel troubled. The Shouzhengdao Sect always secretly messes with things. It's really a mess... Why don't you understand that the overall situation is the most important thing?"

Su Ting did not feel too much about the murder of this man surnamed Chen, after all, he didn't know each other.

But what he was quite angry was that the elders of the Shouzhengdao Sect were on his order to do things and search for Su Guan'er, but they acted secretly, killing Yangshen Zhenren on his back, and framed him for this as a contribution.

"But why did Shouzhengdao Sect so much trouble killing him? And he had escaped for twenty years, but he died so quickly this time?"

Su Ting was full of doubts, but at this moment, the real person in Yuanfeng Mountain's head sect heard another news.

The heavenly master Liu Bojing, who was ordered by the Emperor of Heaven, came down from the world to help Su Ting, the true king of the Netherworld, investigated the whereabouts of Su Guaner, the leader of the Demonic Dao.
Chapter completed!