The water stains on the ground gradually dried up, and Qin Lan's eyes were also dry.

Having the experience of being the young master of Fengyun Pavilion, Qin Lan knew the value of Hong Fu's writing of this technique. It can be summarized in four words:

Rare in life!

According to the records in Mengtian Secret Technique, those who successfully practice Mengtian Secret Technique can completely hide the aura around them, and will not be able to detect it unless the opponent is much higher in cultivation than themselves.

One can even deceive the secrets of heaven by cultivating to the highest level, and cannot be divined by others.

Qin Lan has always needed a technique like this, because the people in the Fifth Palace have never forgotten him and have been looking for his traces for so many years. In desperation, Qin Lan had to passively hide in a deserted place until he had some self-protection in the past two years.

Only with the strength can you dare to come out.

Therefore, his name is not included in either the Tianjiao list or the combat power list.

If this method can be practiced, it will be easy to avoid being tracked by the Five Halls!

Sensing Qin Lan's fiery eyes, Hong Fu smiled and said:

"Don't stare out your eyes. I will write to you again when the water dries up."

Qin Lan paused and asked sheepishly: "Uncle Hong, you taught me such an important thing, aren't you afraid that I won't admit it later?"

"You? A tough guy who was whipped by Wang Ye for three hours without changing his expression. Will you ignore your pride just because of a spell?"

Hong Fu chuckled and said, "I'm a little curious, what did you do to make Wang Ye hate you so much?"

"I killed half of the elite members of Wang Ye's wild wolf mercenary group, and also destroyed his son's cultivation."

Qin Lan looked normal when she spoke, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

Hong Fu looked startled, then laughed and said: "Okay, okay! Good boy, you have two brushes! Help me get rid of the bad breath in my heart! I really saw the right person."

"Old boy, I have no elders above me and no youngsters below me. I am alone with no cares and no inheritance. I can meet you here today and pass on my skills. Old boy, I will die with no regrets!"

Hong Fu laughed angrily, dipped his hands in water and wrote another paragraph on the ground.

"This is the qi movement method of Mengtian's secret technique. In conjunction with the mental method, I will keep teaching you these days until you can understand this technique."

"Thank you senior for all your hard work! Junior is in tears!"

Qin Lan stood up straight and bowed solemnly to Hong Fu.

Hong Fu waved his hands impatiently and said, "Oh, seniors and juniors, just call me Uncle Hong! You read it quickly, don't worry, I'll write it when the water dries up."

"good."

Qin Lan didn't say much anymore. Neither of them were pretentious. They quickly got into the mood. One was reading seriously and the other was writing continuously.

"Boss, please help me prepare everything written on the paper now. Thank you."

After coming out of the cell, Ye Xiaoxiao briefly organized her thoughts and went to the pharmacy in South Lane.

The boss looked at the expensive medicinal materials on the note, his face lit up with joy, and he said repeatedly: "Okay, girl, wait a moment, it will be fine in a while."

This pharmacy is indeed the largest pharmacy in Yanzhou City. Ye Xiaoxiao easily got what she wanted, paid and left in a hurry.

The boss looked at the money bag on the counter, his eyes gleaming, and he thought to himself: This rich lady is addicted to medicinal herbs, should I kill her more?

It's a pity that Ye Xiaoxiao will not come again. After finishing preparing the medicine today, she still has a lot of things to do.

Evening, Lin family

Commander Lin and his family were having dinner. Commander Lin was sitting in front of the table without changing his clothes. He picked up and put down the chopsticks in his hand, and finally sighed heavily:

"You guys eat first, I'll go back to the room and take a rest."

Commander Lin’s wife and children

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After looking at each other in shock, Commander Lin picked up the chopsticks again after leaving.

"Mr. Lin, what's going on..."

Commander Lin has been very flustered recently. Ever since Yanlong found him last night and sent troops to Yan Mansion, he felt that he was even more flustered.

Normally, he should not listen to Yanlong's words and mobilize the city defenders at will, but Yanlong said that he had found the murderer who murdered the old city lord. Thinking of the old city lord's kindness to him, he agreed immediately.

The young man they besieged at that time was truly terrifying...

Commander Lin can still clearly recall the image of Qin Lan facing the siege of hundreds of people without fear, one person and one stick almost breaking through the siege.

From Qin Lan, what Commander Lin felt was iron bones and Ling Yun's arrogance.

Would someone with such strength really use a method like poisoning to assassinate the old city lord?

"Am I being taken advantage of by someone?"

Commander Lin sighed heavily, as if he wanted to spit out all the worries in his chest.

"Maybe Commander Lin is really being taken advantage of."

A voice as gentle as the breeze floated in from the window.

"who!?"

Commander Lin immediately pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted coldly:

"Commander Lin, don't be excited. There is a tips bag outside Commander Lin's room. If Commander Lin is determined to save the old city lord, he will definitely succeed if he does what is said in the tips bag."

Commander Lin walked out of the room with a cold face. He wanted to see who was playing tricks in his house!

A kit lay quietly on the ground, with a line of beautiful small characters carved with spiritual power next to it:

See you later!

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Commander Lin cursed secretly in his heart, but took the kit on the ground with his hand.

Even though it was very suspicious, Commander Lin opened the bag of tips driven by curiosity.

There is a note in the kit and a packet of medicinal powder.

Opening the note, it read:

The poison poisoned by the old city lord is called mist. It was poisoned by Yanlong. It needs to be burned to form particles that enter the human body through the air to produce toxins. The person who was poisoned will also be stained with the mist particles. The powder in the kit will be poisoned when it comes into contact with the toxin.

It will turn into water. If Commander Lin believes it, he can apply the powder on his hands and touch Yanlong. If the place in contact becomes wet, Commander Lin can do whatever he wants.

After reading, Commander Lin was shaken all over, and the look on his face became cloudy and uncertain. He stood there with his hands hanging in the air for a long time without moving. Finally, his heart suddenly crossed, and he put the powder into his pocket.

Ye Xiaoxiao was relieved when she saw Commander Lin making up his mind on the eaves.

If Commander Lin just brushed it off without even looking at it, she would be really sad.

This holy lady of the Tsing Yi Pavilion has people queuing up outside just to catch a glimpse of her beauty, let alone to save people in person.

But when she came to Yanzhou City, Ye Xiaoxiao never enjoyed the treatment that a saint should have. She walked around on the eaves of other people's houses every day, and those who didn't know it thought she was some gangster.

There is no time to think about it here, go to the next thing!

Qin Lan's blood-covered figure flashed in her mind. Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help clenching her pink fists more tightly, speeding up her pace back to the inn to brew medicine. Inadvertently, with a glance from the corner of her eye, she saw a carriage passing her in the direction of Yanfu.

Drive away.

Ye Xiaoxiao frowned slightly and said secretly: "Isn't this the Taishen Temple's car? Why are they back?"

After Taishen Temple's carriage entered the city, it went straight to Yan's Mansion. Lu Shan took the three of them out of the car without knocking on the door. He drove away the guards guarding the door and entered Yan's Mansion directly.

"Yanlong, come out to greet the Taishen Temple!"

Lu Shan walked slowly into the courtyard, his voice mixed with

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Silk spiritual power resounded throughout the Yanfu compound.

Yanlong who came up was dissatisfied but did not dare to show it on his face. He smiled and reached out to pat Lu Shan on the shoulder: "God Son Lu Shan, I have been waiting for you!"

A trace of disgust flashed in Lu Shan's eyes, and he took a step back without leaving any trace: "Let me introduce you to the people behind me."

"Lu Lin, one of the divine sons of the Tai Temple, and two elders, Elder Sun Yan and Elder Li Yan."

Lu Shan turned sideways and introduced Yanlong one by one. Yanlong's face was instantly filled with a smile, and he bent down and extended his hand to express his goodwill. None of the people in the Tai Temple raised their eyes, and Yanlong's hand stopped in mid-air and could not be closed or released.

No, he smiled awkwardly in the end.

"Have you used the things I gave you before?" Lu Shan asked, surpassing Yanlong by half a body.

The last time I came here, Lu Shan gave Yanlong an incense burner, and what was burning in the incense burner was poisonous mist!

Lushan and the others were afraid that there was still room for the old city lord to be rescued, so they asked Yanlong to add another poison!

"It's no use yet. I'm just busy dealing with things in the house today."

Several members of the Kung Fu Tai Temple who were speaking walked in front of Yanlong. Yanlong lowered his head slightly and followed them, as if they were the masters of the Yan Mansion.

Elder Sun asked from the side: "Have you found the seal of the old city lord?"

"I found it. It's here, but it's of no use."

Yanlong took out the old city lord's seal from his arms, which was personally awarded by the current emperor to every city lord. Inputting one's own spiritual power will form a unique mark in the seal, which can only be counted when printed on official documents.
To be continued...