Shushan and Maoshan have been pioneers of Taoism since ancient times.
Mount Shu is famous for its sword immortals, who can fly into the sky and into the sea.
Maoshan is famous for its talismans, and the magical uses of its various talismans are beyond people's imagination.
Xu Changqing knew very well that the poisoning case was difficult to investigate. With just an outsider like him jumping around, even if the truth was finally uncovered, countless people would continue to suffer in the process.
Therefore, he needs help, someone who can help him solve the case as soon as possible.
The mysterious and unpredictable master of talismans in front of him, who should not be underestimated, is undoubtedly a good person to seek help from.
Qin Yao thought about it and said, "Okay."
If there is no benefit in helping the other person, then he can naturally choose to "give up the helping complex and respect the fate of others."
But the key point is that his top priority now is to change the plot as much as possible.
If the plot is not changed and the general trend is not altered, wouldn't he still die tragically at the hands of the Evil Sword Immortal as in the original novel, without even a chance of resurrection?
"Let's go together." Jingtian rolled his eyes and raised his hand.
"What are you following me for?" Xuejian asked bluntly.
She didn't see any point in having the thin guy and the fat guy follow her, especially the thin guy. She got angry every time she saw him.
Jingtian put his arm around Qin Yao's shoulders and said, "Maomao and I are Biping's right-hand men. He can't live without us for a moment. Right, Biping?"
Qin Yao couldn't help laughing and nodded, "Yes."
In fact, he could vaguely guess Jingtian's thoughts.
First of all, Jingtian had a dream of being a fairy hero. When he saw the disciples of Shushan, he subconsciously wanted to get closer to them to see if he could get some opportunities.
Secondly, and most importantly, he has always wanted to bring honor to his family, and he believes that the way to do so is to turn Yong'an into his own property.
If he did nothing, there would be no such opportunity. But if he made a contribution in the poisoning case and made his presence felt in the Tang Sect, the outcome would be different.
Only by seeing through things but not speaking them out loud can friendship last. Qin Yao really needs his friendship, so he naturally won't say much at this time...
early morning.
The sun rises in the east.
Tang Xuejian walked into the Tang Family Castle with Qin Yao and others in the golden light of the morning sun.
Along the way, countless servants stopped and saluted her when they saw her, but she didn't even look at them, fully demonstrating the arrogant mentality of a young lady.
Qin Yao knew that Tang Xuejian had a willful and capricious personality in her early days. It was not until her grandfather passed away and she had to support Tangjiabao alone that she gradually changed her temper.
Soon after, the group arrived in the backyard and stopped in front of a wooden house.
"Miss." Seeing her in person, the two Tang Sect masters guarding the wooden house hurriedly bowed and saluted.
"How is grandpa?" Tang Xuejian asked with concern.
"He still hasn't woken up. Have you collected the flower dew?" asked the master on the left.
Tang Xuejian shook the bottle in her hand at the other party, and the two of them hurriedly opened the door.
After a while, everyone walked into the room. Xu Changqing sat beside the bed and carefully observed the situation of Lord Tang. Then he made a sword gesture with both hands, quickly wrapped it around his chest, and pointed a finger at the other party's eyebrows.
"Miss." said the Tang Sect master who followed in.
Tang Xuejian waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, this is the hero Changqing from Mount Shu. He's here to treat Grandpa."
As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of golden light flew out from Xu Changqing's fingertips and penetrated into the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows of the Lord of Tang Castle.
As the golden light entered his body, the old man on the bed's face quickly turned rosy, and in less than half a cup of tea, he even opened his eyes.
"call."
Xu Changqing let out a long breath and silently withdrew his hand.
"Grandpa." Tang Xuejian shouted excitedly.
"Xuejian..." Tang Kun sat up from the bed, looked around at everyone, and asked doubtfully, "Who are these people?"
Tang Xuejian quickly spoke up, "Let me introduce them to you. This is the Great Hero Changqing from Mount Shu, and this is the Great Hero Biping from Mount Mao. The fat and thin guy behind them are the two followers of the Great Hero Biping."
Qin Yao: “…”
Jingtian: “…”
Maomao: "..."
"And this time, thanks to the spell cast by Hero Changqing, you were able to wake up." Tang Xuejian did not notice the complicated expressions of the three people, and continued.
"You are Changqing. Your master, Taoist Qingwei always mentions you in his letters, saying that you are the light of the Shushan sect." Tang Kun looked at the Taoist in white in front of him, his eyes full of intimacy.
Not to mention the relationship with Qingwei, even if there was no such relationship, the other party saved him, which was worthy of his closeness and gratitude.
Xu Changqing bowed and said, "I am unworthy of the title of the Pride of the Sect. Fort Master Tang, you are still very weak. I will stay in Tang Family Fort for two days to continue to recuperate you."
"That's great." Tang Kun looked at him, then at his silly granddaughter, and was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
His biggest wish now is to find a good husband for this silly child as soon as possible, and Xu Changqing seems to be the most suitable one.
"Lord of the Castle, there is one more thing." Xu Changqing said again.
"You say." Tang Kun said quickly.
Xu Changqing's expression turned serious. "Many red-eyed poisonous people have appeared near Yuzhou City. They look like zombies, but they are not as stiff as zombies. Anyone who is scratched or bitten by these poisonous people will become a new poisonous person. They are extremely terrifying."
As he spoke, he took out a copper plate and summoned a poisoned man with a yellow talisman on his forehead: "I want to ask the castle lord to see what kind of poison this is?!"
Tang Kun sat up straight and said, "Please, Changqing, get some of his blood."
Xu Changqing picked up a medicine bowl on the table, then grabbed the poisoner's arm, and his fingers were like swords, easily cutting the other person's skin.
When the dirty black blood dripped out, a strong stench followed, which was disgusting.
“It stinks.”
Tang Xuejian almost vomited, and quickly ran to the window and opened it completely.
Jingtian and Maomao ran straight to the gate and even pinched their noses with their hands.
In front of the bed, Tang Kun's face changed immediately after smelling the odor.
Xu Changqing studied his expression and said softly, "It seems that Fortress Lord Tang knows what kind of poison this is."
Tang Kun nodded: "Please, Changqing, take this man and this bowl of blood away."
Xu Changqing activated the copper plate, collected the poisoned man and the poisoned blood, and stared at the Lord of Tang Castle.
Tang Kun exhaled lightly and said, "Although it has mutated, this is indeed my Tang Sect's poison, called the Celestial Spirit Pill."
Xu Changqing immediately asked, "May I ask who in the Tang Sect knows how to make this poison?"
Tang Kun hesitated for a moment and said, "Tang Tai, Tang Yi, and I can all make this poison."
"May I ask who these Tang Tai and Tang Yi are?" Xu Changqing asked further.
"Tang Tai is my third brother and the current person in charge of Tangjiabao. Tang Yi is my second son. His mother is a maid, but he himself is very talented. He is responsible for raising poisonous beasts in the family." Tang Kun said.
Qin Yao suddenly said, "If that's the case, then if nothing unexpected happens, this poison is definitely related to Tang Yi."
"Why are you so sure?" Tang Xuejian asked.
Qin Yao asked, "Between your grandfather, your great uncle, and your second uncle, who do you think would come up with such a vicious person?"
Tang Xuejian hesitated and asked, "Could it be that someone outside has stolen the secret recipe for the Celestial Elixir?"
Qin Yao spoke again: "Is this kind of poison recorded in the book?"
Tang Xuejian was speechless.
Many sophisticated poisons are passed down orally for fear that they will be leaked and cause harm to others.
Tang Kun was silent for a moment and said, "Listen to the wind and turn it into rain."
"Lord of the Castle." The two guards standing at the outermost edge bowed immediately in response.
"Go and investigate Tang Yi to see if he is secretly making poison." Tang Kun ordered.
"Wait." Qin Yao said in a serious tone.
Although Tangjiabao has now directly targeted Tang Yi because of his existence, he feels that this kind of investigation still carries certain risks.
"The Poisoning Case" is the first case that Jingtian and Xu Changqing have experienced, and it is very consistent with their current strength.
But with Qin Yao's current strength, he can end the case at any time.
He was here to change reality, not just follow the plot. Therefore, he chose to directly reveal the answer and flip the table!
"Master He, what advice do you have?"
Perhaps because he was not sure about the true status of this Maoshan Taoist priest, Tang Kun had no choice but to ask politely.
Qin Yao pointed at the two guards and said, "It's not that I don't trust them, it's just that if they investigate like this, it's very easy to alert the enemy. I have a plan that will be foolproof."
Tang Kun blinked and looked at Xu Changqing. Seeing him nod at him, he asked, "What's the plan?"
Qin Yao lowered his arm and said, "Old Castle Lord, can you send someone to invite Tang Yi here? I have a set of magic spells in Maoshan called the Mantra Talisman, which can make people speak only the truth when they are clear-headed. When the time comes, I will use the Mantra Talisman on Tang Yi and after questioning him, you can have these two people find evidence. It will definitely be foolproof."
In fact, there is no such thing as a mantra talisman in Maoshan magic. Otherwise, in the world of "The Complete Biography of the Eight Immortals", he would not have needed to ask Taibai Jinxing for a mantra pill.
But he can read Tang Yi's memory through soul-searching, and can control the other's soul with his god-level mental power, forcing him to say what he wants him to say.
In this way, it can also have the effect of a mantra talisman.
Having said that, it would actually be easier to control Tang Yi using the Dark Book from the Doctor Strange dimension, but he was somewhat wary of using this unholy magic weapon, so he wouldn't use it unless absolutely necessary...
Tang Kun thought about it for a moment, then ordered, "Tingfeng, go find Tang Yi."
"Yes, Lord." Tingfeng bowed and accepted the order. His body instantly turned into a shadow and disappeared in the room at a high speed.
"Biping." After Tingfeng left, Jingtian slowly came behind Qin Yao and reached out to pull the corner of his clothes.
"What's wrong?" Qin Yao turned around and asked.
Jingtian rubbed his palms together and chuckled, "Brother Ping, Brother Ping, how many spells do you know now?"
"Do all of them count?" Qin Yao asked.
Jingtian was stunned, not understanding what this meant, but he nodded and said, "Everything counts."
Qin Yao pondered for a moment, then stretched out his right hand with five fingers spread out towards the other party.
"Five?"
Jingtian said this, thinking to himself that it was possible. If he could master five kinds of magic and use them well, he could definitely become rich.
The ancients said that the five ghosts can bring wealth, and the five magic spells can definitely bring wealth as long as you can master the right methods.
Qin Yao shook his head.
Jingtian's eyes widened immediately, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Could it be... fifty kinds?"
Fifty kinds of spells, it’s exaggerated to think about it.
Qin Yao continued to shake his head and said seriously: "All the spells added together, more than 500..."
The various magic talismans of Maoshan, the two heavenly books obtained from the Ghost Hunting Co., Ltd., the various spells learned in Kamar-Taj, the Book of the Dark God, the Book of Vishanti, the inheritance of Sun Wukong... Along the way, he learned too many spells.
There is no problem in having more than 500 kinds of spells added together.
only……
Having experienced countless worlds, he didn't think this was a big deal, but for the others present, what did it mean to know more than 500 spells?
This is a living god!!!
A true god.
For a moment, everyone was stunned and astonished, and the room fell into deathly silence.
Qin Yao came back to his senses, looked at the shocked faces, and spread his hands and said, "Don't look at me like that. I can only use many spells, but I can't say I'm proficient in them."
Everyone: “…”
Knowing how to use it and being able to use it well is already an exaggeration, okay?
After a long time.
Others were not in a position to say anything, but Jingtian was unconcerned: "You're not bragging, are you?"
Qin Yao said calmly, "The immortal in my dream taught me magic for three years. I forgot when it started, but he taught me a small spell every day. Over time, I learned quite a lot."
"Why didn't this immortal come to me?" Jingtian complained, "Oh, and the old man who came to me was the same. He appeared in my dream, but he didn't teach me anything. Next time I see him, I will definitely give him a good scolding."
Maomao licked his lips, his eyes shining: "Biping, can you turn stone into gold?"
Qin Yao nodded: "Yes."
Maomao was immediately delighted: "I'm rich, I'm rich."
Qin Yao added: "But I won't use the gold, as this will damage my virtue."
Maomao's smile froze, and he said, "Then what's the point of learning this magic?"
"Vague." Jingtian glared at him and said, "You already know magic, why are you still staring at that yellow and white thing?"
Qin Yao smiled and said, "Jingtian is still more aware."
"Hehe." Jingtian said with a flattering look on his face, "Brother Ping, can you teach me a few little spells?"
"What little magic do you want to learn?" Qin Yao asked.
Jingtian immediately said: "Let's start by learning this little trick of turning stone into gold."
Qin Yao: “…”
How dare you call me Maomao?
I don't even want to expose you.
"Brother Jing, why don't you change your magic skills?"
Xu Changqing suddenly said, "The Midas Touch isn't permanent. When the magic fades, the gold will turn back into stone. It will definitely end up hurting others. I think that's why Fellow Daoist He said it would damage one's virtue."
Jingtian argued cunningly: "I just used it to practice, I never thought of actually using it to extract gold."
But how could such hypocritical words be hidden from other people's eyes?
Even Tang Xuejian, who was relatively simple-minded, could see that his words were insincere.
"Fort Lord, Tang Yi is here."
At this time, Tingfeng suddenly appeared in front of the door and bowed and said.
Tang Kun's face, which had been a little surprised, suddenly turned serious. He said in a deep voice, "Let him in!" (End of this chapter)
