Mysterious mirror hanging high

In the middle of the night one day, Jing Yu was resting with his eyes closed at home when he suddenly felt a divine thought sweeping across several nearby courtyards. His mind was moved, but he did not move. Instead, he continued to lie on his side.

However, at this moment, the mysterious mirror in his dantian glowed slightly, and it was obvious that the detection mode had been turned on.

Monitoring the surrounding environment through the mysterious mirror, Jing Yu "saw" a man in black who had restrained his aura sneaking around and landing in the courtyard of Mu Shan's house. Without triggering the warning formation in the courtyard, he entered Zhao Mingyu's room.

Although the black-clothed man's aura was perfectly restrained, the previous divine sense detection and the warning formation that did not trigger the Qi training level had already completely revealed his identity -

A genuine foundation-building cultivator!

A dignified foundation-building cultivator would do such a sneaky thing... I wonder which abbot it is, Jing Yu complained in his heart.

He didn't seem surprised by the appearance of this foundation-building cultivator, and even turned over in bed.

After a full hour, the man in black walked out of Zhao Mingyu's room and disappeared in a flash.

Seeing that the person had left, Jing Yu simply removed the surveillance. This time he really closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

For several days thereafter, the two neighboring courtyards of Mushan and Jingyu were calm and nothing worth mentioning happened. However, as the auction was about to begin, more and more foreign monks came to the entire market. The number of mobile monks in Wushan Market now exceeded 3,000, almost more than the registered monks.

With more people, disputes naturally increase. In Wushan Market, there are only a dozen or so law enforcement monks registered in the Xiaoyao Alliance, plus more than thirty non-staff law enforcement monks, which together make up only about fifty people. Faced with various disputes nowadays, they are already a little overwhelmed and have to hire some monks in the market to temporarily maintain public order, but it is still a drop in the bucket.

Even the old monk Zhao Yunlong from the law enforcement team came to Jing Yu, hoping that he could help maintain the law and order in the market, but Jing Yu refused on the grounds that he had reached a critical moment in refining a furnace of precious pills.

One day, Jing Yu was practicing the art of spiritual cultivation in a quiet room. Suddenly, his eyes opened and he flew out of the room.

"boom!"

A huge roar resounded throughout the entire Neifang North Street, and even Jing Yu who lived on West Street could hear it clearly.

He transformed into a streak of light and fled towards North Street, only to discover that one of the deputy masters of the market, Taoist Cangsong, who had brought the Zhao people to the market, was floating in the air, shouting with thunderous tongue:

"Who are you? You actually took advantage of the weakness of the city's defenses to openly attack and kill the monks in the city!"

Afterwards, several figures jumped out from a small courtyard on North Street and tried to escape by climbing over the wall.

"You can't leave!"

Taoist Cangsong smiled slightly, made a hand gesture, and suddenly several water balls appeared around him. Then each water ball split into several water arrows, which pierced through the figures who were trying to escape!

"Ah! Ah!"

Screams rang out one after another. None of the eight fleeing figures escaped. Seven of them were shot directly through the chest and died instantly. Only the masked leader had his legs pierced by water arrows and fell to the ground. It was obvious that Cangsong wanted to leave one of them alive.

"This Cangsong's skills are quite good..." Jing Yu thought silently, "He already has some of the style of Yun Xuance in his Qi training stage."

This was of course a joke. Although Taoist Cangsong was only in the initial stage of foundation building, he was an old cultivator of more than two hundred years old after all. He still had the standard foundation building combat power. In terms of combat power, Yun Xuance in the Qi training stage could not catch up with him. But if it came to the subtle level of mastery of magic, Yun Xuance, who had the fate of [Exquisite Wisdom Heart], was not necessarily much worse than Taoist Cangsong in the foundation building stage in the Qi training stage.

At this time, there were already quite a few monks gathered to watch the excitement. The colorful lights in the sky were very beautiful.

Jing Yu cautiously hung at the back of the group, watching the cultivator's escaping light approaching to investigate, and couldn't help but complain in his heart:

"You're standing so close to watch the fun, aren't you afraid that Taoist Cangsong will mistake you for an accomplice who came to help..."

After a while, Taoist Cangsong flew over, carrying a masked man whose legs were covered in blood and who was already unconscious. He greeted the monks who had come to watch the excitement.

"Just now, a few thugs intended to assassinate Puppet Master Wu Qi. Fortunately, I got the news early and ambushed them here, so no disaster happened... Now the main culprit is in my hands, and the rest have all been killed!"

Among the onlookers, there was a monk who was on good terms with Wu Qi and asked with some concern, "Senior Cangsong, I wonder how Master Wu is doing?"

"It's just some minor injuries, nothing serious." Taoist Cangsong said with a smile: "With me here, how can such a villain succeed?"

Then he said righteously, "I want to see who this person is! How dare he take advantage of the auction being imminent and the law enforcement monks in the market being overwhelmed to harm the monks registered with the Free and Easy Alliance!"

He pulled the mask off the masked man, revealing the old face underneath.

"Ah? Isn't this Old Man Duan?"

Someone in the crowd recognized this person: "A seventh-level body cultivator is practically the leading figure among the mortal body cultivators in the market! How could it be him?"

At this time, several law enforcement monks also flew over, carrying several corpses, and said, "Reporting to the Deputy Master, those who participated in this assassination are all mortal body cultivators, and their cultivation is above the fourth level of body cultivation..."

"Why is this happening?" Someone in the crowd, unaware of the grudges involved, asked.

"Oh! How else could it be... Didn't Master Wu reduce the annual cost of the improved Hercules puppet to less than one spirit stone a few days ago? No one is hiring mortal body cultivators to do those simple heavy tasks anymore."

"As the saying goes, cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents... This is a body cultivator holding a grudge and deliberately seeking revenge on Master Wu!"

"This improved Hercules puppet has already been developed. What's the point of killing Master Wu...other puppeteers can also create it."

"Isn't it just that Master Wu announced a few days ago that he would improve the combat puppets again? He's planning to cut off all chances for mortal body cultivators to fight! Sigh... Master Wu really did go a bit too far."

"What's wrong with that? You can't kill people no matter what! These mortal body cultivators are truly a bunch of cancer..."

"Humph!"

Taoist Cangsong snorted coldly and laughed angrily:

"Great! These mortal body cultivators actually harmed my Free and Easy Alliance cultivators for the sake of a few spirit stones! I'm afraid there are more than just these few people involved in this matter, there must be someone behind the scenes... Investigate! Investigate it thoroughly! It seems that despite decades of self-cultivation, these scoundrels really think that I, Taoist Cangsong, am made of clay!"