The Wuke Monk who turned into a ghost master was shocked, and then his anger and murderous intent surged.

He and Murong Xian are brothers, and the old tomb king is his father.

Ten years ago, his father's death made him suspicious, and what Chu Yunxi said today even more confirms that point.

"Madam Chu, do you say that the old tomb king has a secret order for the tomb attacking faction, can the secret order be preserved?"

He held back his anger and asked in a deep voice.

Baili Wuhun, who had been calming down, looked at Chu Yunxi again, and wanted to see the secret decree and make the final confirmation.

Although Mrs. Chu has great kindness to him, he is the chief envoy of the imperial court after all. He cannot just believe in simple words, but must have substantial evidence.

"The secret purpose is to be sealed by the Luo family's ancestral hall, so I'll have someone to invite the secret order!"

Chu Yunxi said as she signaled to her husband Han Tianxiao beside her. Since the matter has been said, let’s talk about it to the end.

Some people in the Tomb King City are still worth fighting for, and they cannot be harmed by Murong Xian.

Han Tianxiao understood and rushed to Luo Family's ancestral hall.

The Luo family’s ancestral hall is only ten miles away from Wuqing Valley, and it takes only one stick of incense to go back and forth with Han Tianxiao’s light skills.

"This is the secret order of the old tomb king. Please check it out!"

He respectfully sent the secret decree to Baili Wuhun and the other two. Han Tianxiao's respect was not for the two people in front of him, but for the secret decree and the old tomb king who wrote the secret decree.

He was grateful to the Old Tomb King. He had a conflict with his wife back then, and the Old Tomb King had mediated. Although he did not succeed, he did have kindness to him.

Not to mention that the Old Tomb King is also a friend of his grandmother. It is even rumored that the Old Tomb King pursued his own ancestral tomb when he was young!

"It's the handwriting of the father...the old tomb king, that's right!"

He hurriedly unfolded the bamboo slips and looked at the familiar handwriting on it. Monk Wuke's heart was filled with anger.

Sure enough, there was a problem with the death of the father back then, otherwise such a secret decree would not have been left behind.

Moreover, the secret decree states that his elder brother is orthodox. Murong Xian succeeds to the throne, which is to usurp the throne against his destiny, and even more so to kill his father and usurp the throne. It is hard tolerate the law of heaven!

"This matter is indeed not something I can interfere!"

I also read the secret bamboo slips, Baili Wuhun sighed gloomyly. This matter is too big and far beyond the scope of his own ability. If forced treatment is not a result.

Even if he forced Murong Xian to be impatient, he would kill him.

If someone dares to kill his biological father, what else can't be done?

"What are Mrs. Chu's plans for the future? If you need it, please speak up. If you can help, please do your best."

Roll up the secret bamboo slips and hand them to Han Tianxiao for him to take them back to Luo Family's ancestral hall to continue to preserve them. Baili Wuhun looked at Chu Yunxi.

This is the case, no wonder Mrs. Chu did not return to the tomb royal city. That tomb royal city has changed. It is no longer a tomb guarding sect, but a tomb robber!

"Old son is the general tomb envoy of Guzi Tomb. Now that Guzi Tomb has been destroyed, I have the responsibility to rebuild it and let the remains of our ancestors be buried in peace."

He said something meaningfully, and Chu Yunxi knew that Baili Wuhun would understand the deep meaning inside.

"Mrs. Chu is the contemporary general tomb envoy of Guzi Tomb, who is in charge of all affairs of Guzi Tomb. Now that Guzi Tomb is destroyed in the hands of his wife, it is indeed a responsibility to rebuild it and let the ancestors rest in peace.

This method is within the ancestral system and there are no errors or omissions.

Today, I, Baili Wuhun, sent the imperial tomb to command Chu Yunxi to rebuild Guzi tomb with all his might, without any mistakes."

Baili Wuhun was a sensible person. He immediately gave Chu Yunxi a judgment, or a name, as the head envoy of the imperial court, which happened to be within his responsibilities.

"The general tomb of Guzi Tomb is sent to Chu Yunxi to receive the order!"

Chu Yunxi bowed, and Han Tianxiao and others behind him bowed in response, and their hearts were relieved.

With this name, what they do will not violate the ancestral system, and many things will be much more convenient to do.

At least Han Tianxiao had the face to go back to meet his grandmother. He was afraid that he would be beaten to death by his grandmother with a crutch when he went back!

"The matters in the Tomb King City will be discussed here. We will never let the Tomb King use this as an excuse to make things difficult for the Chu Du family. Please rest assured Mrs. Chu!"

Secretly transmitting a message to make a guarantee that Baili Wuhun is a person who will repay kindness. Gu Dian

Mrs. Chu and the Chu Du family were very kind to him back then, and it was time to repay him, and this was the responsibility of the chief envoy of the execution hall.

"Thank you, the first envoy!"

Nodding his head to thank him, Chu Yunxi seemed to remember something and said, "If you remember correctly, there should be a commander in the Hantie Tomb. If you encounter people from the Tomb Attack Sect, you can report your name as an old man. Don't fight to the death and exercise your own responsibilities. Don't interfere in the planning of Murong Xian and his son, and protect yourself first."

A kind reminder, Chu Yunxi was very optimistic about Baili Wuhun back then, and was a good man who valued love and friendship, and should not be so detrimental.

"Thank you, Mrs. Chu for your tips, and I've written them down."

Nodded, Baili Wuhun looked at the head of the ghost messenger beside him, with doubts.

This person's reaction seems to be abnormal.

"First Lord, this is your ghostly sword, and now the object has returned to the original owner!"

Han Tianxiao took the knife box from a Guzi Tomb envoy beside him and handed it to the Wugui monk who was still in resentment.

For three years, he has been living as the head master of the ghost messenger. He is the substitute of the incomparable monk and has always been in charge of the ghost messenger's blade. Now that he has restored his true name, the ghost messenger's blade will naturally get things back to the original owner.

"The Devil's Blade!"

After taking the knife box, the Wuke monk looked at the ghost blade that was carried behind Han Tianxiao in confusion.

The Devil's Blade is clearly on your back, so what is inside the knife box?

I suppressed my doubts and opened the knife magazine. A big sword with black body and fiery red marks appeared. It was my devil's blade, especially the kind of sword spirit that cannot be faked.

"No! No!"

Picking up the Devil's Blade, the monk Wu Nao shook his head.

This is not my devil's blade, at least the blade is not, and the amount of it alone will be wrong.

However, the blade strength seems to have increased a lot, something is wrong.

"Previously, the Devil's Blade was damaged. I asked the other side peak to recast the Devil's Blade and incorporate some better materials into it, so that the blade body quality will be improved."

Han Tianxiao spoke and explained, but his expression was a little unnatural.

He didn't expect that the cheap son-in-law had such forging techniques, and could use some materials that were not irradiated iron to fuse part of the irradiated iron to forge alloy steel with this irradiated iron characteristic, and it had higher strength.

Originally, the Devil's Blade was melted and cast into ten new Devil's Blades, and returned to the incompetent sword spirit with the Devil's Blade, which was the most powerful.

"Thank you!"

After sensing it, he confirmed that the Devil's Blade has indeed become much stronger. He nodded to thank him. He carried the Devil's Blade on his back and nodded to Baili Wuhun.

"Madam Chu, I have to go back and report my life and say goodbye!"

Baili Wuhun stayed for a long time, and then bowed his hands and prepared to leave and return to the tomb royal city.

"etc!"

Chu Yunxi suddenly spoke, then flashed and came to Baili Wuhun and Wuke monks, slapped out with both hands, and the poisonous power was activated.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two of them took a step back, but they were not angry, but instead bowed and bowed.

"Madam Xie Chu shows mercy!"

After all, this time I was ordered by the king. It is indeed difficult to explain when I go back directly, but if I get poisoned, there is an excuse to go back.

"The magical power of the poison-turning hand of the middle-aged and old man must obtain the unique antidote of our Chu Du family within one day, otherwise he will definitely die."

Leaving a word, Chu Yunxi turned around and returned to Wuqing Valley.

Baili Wuhun and others were not stunned for a long time, and jumped back to the Tomb Royal City.

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Chapter completed!