Chapter 1237 The Art of Destroying Souls
The sect leader was already seeing the khan at this moment.
He no longer had the calm look he had at the beginning. Although he was still as usual in the eyes of his disciples, Tang Feng could see that his body was a little stiff and his face was ugly, but he was just restrained.
Tang Feng could see that no matter what happened to Zhao Xiaoshan, there must be deep grudges between him and Qinghong Sect. When the sect leader heard that Zhao Xiaoshan was dead, he was quite concerned about it and couldn't wait to see the situation.
However, Tang Feng was sitting in the main seat of the conference hall at this moment, looking leisurely. Naturally, the sect leader didn't care that Tang Feng, who ignored his existence, sat in his position. What he was thinking in his heart was just how to deal with the current problem.
Yi Su looked at the sect leader with a consulting gaze. Seeing that he had not spoken, he asked Yi Nian again: "How did he die?"
Yi Nian shook his head and said, "I can't see that there are no scars on his body, nor any signs of struggle and resistance. It can be seen that it was not because of falling or drowning. We have no way to judge for a while, so we can only report."
Yi Su said "Oh" softly and looked at the sect leader again.
The sect leader frowned, but still refused to speak.
"Can it be poisoning?"
Yisu turned his head and asked Yinian again.
Yi Nian shook his head again and said, "He looked normal on his face, and he looked calmer, and there was no sign of poisoning."
"Are there any traces of magic left around?"
"This, my brothers and sisters have never noticed that all the auras around me are normal. It is possible that that place is not where he died, and it is also possible that our cultivation is low and we cannot see any clues."
Yi Su said softly, "Well, what other abnormal things are found around you?
Has anyone else been there any trace left?”
Yi Nian still shook his head and said, "I can't tell, let alone other people's, even his own footprints were not left behind. So a senior brother felt that he might not have walked there by himself, but was discarded after he died."
Yi Nian's answer can be said to be just a matter of course.
With his cultivation level, if he encounters high-end magic, he will be indescribable.
After hearing his answer, Yi Su looked a little embarrassed on his face, and looked at the sect leader again, and there was a little anxiety in his eyes at this moment.
From the beginning, he had been watching the sect leader frequently and waiting for the sect leader's words, but the sect leader never responded to him.
Tang Feng looked at him and felt a little funny.
It seems that Yi Su is not the other junior brothers look down on him. His temperament is really not suitable for being the position of this senior brother.
As a senior brother, he has the strength to speak within the sect.
Under the circumstances just now, he had the right to give orders to his junior brothers below, but he didn't say a word and wanted to look at the sect leader, as if he wanted to know whether he should do this.
Judging from his cultivation level, he is over 500 years old, and this sect leader does not seem to be a nitpicking person. Why is he so worried?
It's just because of his personality, and he is not used to making decisions by himself.
He stood up at this moment because of the circumstances.
The sect leader was reluctant to speak, with a strange expression on his face. As the uncle of the master, Jing Jie stood there blankly, motionless, with his back to everyone, and no one could tell what he was doing.
Yisu also couldn't figure out what was going on.
Among everyone at present, Yisu, who is the senior brother, has the highest status, so he has no choice but to bite the bullet and ask Yinian.
But every time I say something, I can't help but want to see the reaction of the sect leader. Now the sect leader has not spoken, which really makes this incompetent senior brother feel a little difficult and has no idea what to do next.
Tang Feng looked at the group of people in Qinghong Sect with a smile. The more embarrassed the sect leader looked on his face, the more leisurely he smiled.
Lin Mengjia couldn't see Tang Feng's expression in the Mirror of the Forefair, but she could guess Tang Feng's gloating look at this moment through the expression of the sect leader, and she couldn't help but be amused.
Zixuan couldn't help but say, "Zhao Xiaoshan died strangely. Could it be that someone had taken his soul into it?"
Once something happens, everyone will think about it from the direction they are best at.
Zi Xuan is best at the magic trick about the soul.
The first thing she thought of was that based on her own ability, she could cause no signs of trauma or poisoning, and could kill people.
Xue Rui said softly, "Miss Zixuan, will this be the case if she has taken the soul?"
Zi Xuan smiled slightly on her face, looked at him, and said, "If there is no soul in a human body, it will naturally die. Once the soul is extracted, there will be no injuries on the surface, and ordinary people will not see the cause of death."
Lin Mengjia said in surprise: "But, Hu Yue'er's soul was taken before, didn't she live all the time?
If she dies without her soul, she will never have the chance to be saved."
She remembered clearly that it was because of Hu Yue'er that Tang Feng found Zixuan, and then obtained Hu Yue'er's soul from her soul bead and penetrated into her body again, which created a so-called "medical miracle" and made him a household name in Pingyang.
Zixuan nodded to Lin Mengjia and said, "Madam, the reason why Hu Yueer was able to live was because she was rescued at that time and had been lying in the ICU ward. It can be said that it was not that she was alive, but that the instruments maintained the operation of her body. Once the instruments stopped, she would not last long."
Xue Rui nodded, looking suddenly enlightened, and then said, "Zhao Xiaoshan died in the forest. There is no one around, and there is nothing to save him. If his soul is taken, he will definitely die!"
Then, he frowned again, looked at Zixuan with some curiosity, and asked to her: "Can't that the person who killed Zhao Xiaoshan also had the same magic as Miss Zixuan?"
His words made Zixuan stunned for a moment.
She just thought that she could kill people silently in this way, but she didn't expect whether the other party could use it.
After a while, Zi Xuan murmured: "This technique was passed down from me by my master, and outsiders should not understand it. Are there any alien monks like me in this world?
But why haven’t I heard from Master?”
Chapter completed!