Inheriting the old celestial master at the beginning, invite me out of the supernatural bureau

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The old man explained: "To put it simply, I don't know who has lost the three magic weapons in the world. If they can be gathered together, they will gain immense power.".

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The old man's face was ashen, and he said to himself: "It's just a little bit, really it's just a little bit..."

Zhang Qingxuan asked: "Do you know where the remaining two magic weapons are?"

The old man shook his head slowly, indicating that he did not know.

"Actually, cultivation is the purest way to become stronger. Relying on foreign objects will eventually backfire." Zhang Qingxuan persuaded, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Han Qingde.

He briefly described the situation here and asked Han Qingde to send someone over as soon as possible.

After explaining all this, Zhang Qingxuan put away his mobile phone and went to An Ning.

An Ning was so excited that he bowed repeatedly to 03 and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang! Without you, my An family would no longer exist!"

"Your help to us, I will remember forever!"

Zhang Qingxuan waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, and said, "How did you get this bead?"

An Ning explained: "This bead actually existed when my grandfather was still alive, and it has been passed down from generation to generation in our family."

Zhang Qingxuan paused, and said: "Mr. An, to be honest, this bead is really not suitable to stay with you."

"The energy contained in him is too powerful. If he can't deal with it in time, it will definitely cause serious trouble."

An Ning looked down at the bead in his hand, handed it over without hesitation, and said, "Mr. Zhang, I understand what you mean, take this thing."

"Because what happened to it, after all, I have seen it with my own eyes."

"It's just a bead, and it can't be compared to your help to us."

Zhang Qingxuan nodded, reached out and brought the pillar over, and said, "Don't worry, since it is a family heirloom of your family, I will take good care of it, and if one day I can solve the energy inside, I will return it to you."

An Ning nodded gratefully.

Then the two had a brief conversation here.

Not long after, the people sent by Han Qingde arrived here, took the old man away, and Zhang Qingxuan left with them.

……

for a long time.

The matter of the old man was also completely over. After his failure, Han Qingde investigated Wang Chuiming and found that he was doing everything under the control of the old man's Yuan Qi for a long time.

Due to the long time, Wang Chuiming himself suffered a lot of injuries and is now lying in the hospital.

……

hula la...

One rainy night, the sky was raining heavily, and the howling wind was blowing a dense forest.

The gloomy weather was endlessly gloomy.

"Quickly, dig quickly, don't get ink stains!" A man in a raincoat was urging the other three men.

Three men, armed with shovels, are struggling to dig a cemetery.

Because of the rain and the muddy ground, their movements became somewhat sluggish.

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After a while.

boom!

The shovel in a man's hand shoveled something particularly hard, and he said slowly: "Okay, it seems that I dug up the boss."

The man in the raincoat was the boss he was talking about. He took a step forward and began digging the soil with his hands in a frenzy.

Soon, an object glowing with white light appeared in his field of vision.

The boss couldn't help laughing, and kept saying to himself: "Yes, yes..."

The wet soil receded, and a long sword that emerged from the mud and remained unstained was revealed in his vision.

The boss held it in his hand without any hesitation, raised it above his head, and shouted: "Finally let me get it!".

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Under the wind and rain, the long sword continued to glow white.

The thunder and lightning in the sky flickered continuously, briefly illuminating the ground.

The three men behind the boss had excited expressions, rubbing their hands together, and said, "Boss, you have found everything, and our money can be called..."

Under these words, the boss didn't respond at all, and kept the original movement, holding the long sword above his head.

A man came up and patted him on the shoulder.

Only then did the boss react, and he turned around slowly.

The three men noticed that his eyes had turned red and a dark spot had appeared on his neck.

In the next second, a gust of wind blew by, and the screams of pain echoed in the jungle...

……

The next day.

A place called the Rumor Refuge Villa.

Zhang Qingxuan lived here, and he started one of his few vacations. There are mountains and rivers, singing birds and fragrant flowers, and the villagers are very enthusiastic.

A secluded path, Zhang Qingxuan strolled here, admiring the scenery along the path, on the left is a small river with continuous streams, and on the right are flowers attracting butterflies.

He was in a happy mood, with a smile on his lips.

suddenly!

There was a rush of footsteps not far ahead.

Zhang Qingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked intently, and found that a group of men were rushing towards him at a fast pace.

After getting close, he found that it was Lin Zhantao.

"Mr. Zhang!? Why are you here?" Lin Zhantao stopped beside Zhang Qingxuan, wondering.

Zhang Qingxuan explained: "Come here for vacation, what is your mission?"

Lin Zhantao sighed, and said, "I just received the notice that three people were killed in this place. Director Han asked me to come and investigate."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Qingxuan frowned slightly.

"Sure, what's wrong?" Lin Zhantao asked back.

Zhang Qingxuan: "I was here a few days ago, and I haven't heard anything about it."

"Where did it happen?"

Lin Zhantao pointed to a jungle in the distance and said, "There."

"Let's go, I'll go and have a look with you." Zhang Qingxuan said.

"Okay." Lin Zhantao nodded, and took him to the place where the incident happened.

……

moment.

Everyone came to the dense jungle.

Zhang Qingxuan followed Lin Zhantao and the others. He looked around and observed briefly. He found that many trees were leaning on the ground, and there were still deep marks on the few tree stumps.

Such a flat incision is probably made by a practitioner.

he thought to himself.

Soon, Lin Zhantao and others stopped beside a huge deep pit.

Zhang Qingxuan looked around and found that there were three corpses inside, the dead elephants were extremely cruel, and blood was flowing all over the place.

Lin Zhantao jumped down, checked with his hands, and said, "` 々 Report the situation to Director Han first."

"Check the surrounding area to see if there are any other clues."

"Yes!" The members who came and went with him answered in unison, and they went to different (good Zhao) places one after another.

"Don't move!" Zhang Qingxuan shouted.

Lin Zhantao's hand touching the corpse froze in the air, and said weakly, "Why, what's wrong, Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Qingxuan jumped into the deep pit, grasped the ancient dragon bird sword out of thin air, and at first not only moved the ground, but gradually, a huge wooden box was exposed.

"Huh!?" Lin Zhantao was a little surprised.

Zhang Qingxuan opened it cautiously, and suddenly, a powerful burst of Yuan Qi burst out.

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The Yuan Qi bursting out of the box was so powerful that it shook Lin Zhantao back again and again, and he didn't stop until his back was pressed against the wall.

Zhang Qingxuan's feet were strengthened by the Yuan Qi, and he stood on the spot. After the Yuan Qi dissipated, he looked with his head and found that the box was empty.

Lin Zhantao was a little surprised and said: "In it, what was put there before..."

Zhang Qingxuan made a brief observation and found that there were specifications inside.

He looked at the ancient dragon bird sword in his hand, put it in tentatively, and overlapped perfectly with that specification.

He guessed: "It should be a very powerful long sword."

"Find the whereabouts as soon as possible, otherwise this place 337 will become uneasy."

Lin Zhantao nodded repeatedly, but before he could say anything, there was a rush of footsteps outside the pit.

Da da da……

"Team Lin!" Shen Muyun ran to the edge of the pit, with a anxious expression on his face, he hurriedly said: "Ahead, another corpse was found, similar to the one here."

"Quick, take us there."

Lin Zhantao and Zhang Qingxuan left the pit, and led by Shen Muyun, went to the place where the corpse was.

After a while...

They came to the depths of the jungle, where there were all large and small potholes, and most of the trees had been cut down on the ground.

Zhang Qingxuan looked forward, and saw a man lying in a pool of his own blood, and his death was extremely tragic.

Shen Muyun said: "It's here."

Zhang Qingxuan took a step forward, his right hand was wrapped by Yuan Qi, and he started to check, looking at the face of the deceased, he always felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

Lin Zhantao said: "Mu Yun, tell everyone to search carefully, and don't let go of any details."

"Yes." Shen Muyun replied and left the place.

Zhang Qingxuan half squatted beside the corpse, wiped the blood on the face of the deceased, and kept recalling in his mind.

He vaguely remembered that this person should be a villager from the Rumor-Burning Villa. He forgot what his name was, but he was certain that he had met him.

At the same time, Zhao Li came here with a villager, and he said: "Team Lin, I met in the jungle just now, and said that my child has been lost for several days, and I want us to look for it."

The old man beside him is full of white hair, aged in his 70s, with his back stretched and his face haggard.

"Uncle Zhang." Zhang Qingxuan recognized the existence of this person.

Uncle Zhang coughed heavily, and said with difficulty: "Qingxuan, have you seen me these few days..."

While speaking, his eyes looked at the corpse on the ground, his eyes shrank for a while, his feet trembled uncontrollably, and he fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

Uncle Zhang slapped his hands on the ground and cried loudly, "Son, my son!"


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