When Zhao Zichen left, Cheng Yuren came to the desk, wrote a letter, and then passed the letter through a flying sword.

This letter was passed on to his master Zhou Letian. The content is roughly: Yanjing’s demonic power is extremely powerful, and it is difficult for one disciple to deal with it. I hope that the master will send some people to come, and it is best to send some disciples from aristocratic families.

The reason why he sent aristocratic family is very simple, that is, Cheng Yuren wants to use the power of Yanjing's demonic power to weaken the strength of the disciples of this aristocratic family.

If Master Zhou Letian read his letters, he would naturally know how to do it.

Of course, these disciples of aristocratic families will definitely not deal with them. Therefore, before this, some of the achievements they must make, otherwise the disciples of aristocratic families will be afraid that they will point fingers at themselves and even make themselves cannon fodder. As long as they get some achievements, those disciples of aristocratic families who have passed away will not be able to control themselves before they can produce some results, and they also have room for operation.

Just as Cheng Yuren was thinking, a cold wind suddenly blew.

Cheng Yuren raised his head, but found that there were four more Taoist priests in the room who seemed very old, and each of them was filled with a strong aura.

Cheng Yuren sensed it slightly and knew about the cultivation level of these people.

The leader is an old Taoist with scars on his face. His cultivation is probably in the early stage of foundation building, and he is considered to be relatively powerful.

The other three, two of them cultivated the ninth level of Qi training, and one of them cultivated the eighth level of Qi training.

The cultivation of these four people is stronger than that of Cheng Yuren.

Cheng Yuren looked at the four people, and the four people also looked at him.

"Are you the one who holds the jade pendant of your mentor?"

The old Taoist, who had scars on his face, looked at Cheng Yuren and asked coldly.

Cheng Yuren didn't say anything, and slapped his waist directly. A flash of fluorescent light was taken out by Cheng Yuren and threw it over.

The old Taoist with scars on his face took the jade pendant, looked at it for a long time, and nodded and said, "It is indeed the token of his mentor. Can you ask who you are?"

"A disciple."

Cheng Yuren spoke calmly.

When the four Taoists heard this, their faces changed. They all knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "We have seen the young master."

The sudden movements of the four people made Cheng Yuren slightly stunned.

Cheng Yuren knew that these four people were the forces left by Master Zhou Letian in Yanjing, but he didn't expect that these people were Master's disciples. But Zhou Letian had never accepted disciples?

As if he saw Cheng Yuren's doubts, the old Taoist priest in the lead explained in a low voice: "Mr. Zhou saved us and passed on our Qi training techniques back then. This is a recreation. Although Master Zhou confiscated us as his disciples, we regard Master Zhou as our master. Now Mr. Cheng is actually the disciple of his master, and he is our young master."

When Cheng Yuren heard this, he couldn't help but nodded, but he didn't expect that there would be such a past.

Just now, when he saw these people's cultivation, Cheng Yuren was worried that he could not control these people. After all, his current cultivation level is only the sixth level of Qi training. Although he can exert his combat power than the sixth level of Qi training, in the eyes of these four people, he is only the sixth level of Qi training, so he will naturally underestimate himself. It will be a little bit more to listen to him or not. But now, with this level of identity, there is no need to worry that the other party will not listen to his own affairs.

"I don't know what the young master wants us to come over, but what to do? The young master has given some instructions. We will do it immediately for the young master."

The Scar Dao, who was in charge, quickly said that they were very respectful to Cheng Yuren, after all, they were disciples of their mentor Zhou Letian.

"Today I'm looking for a few people, I'm asking them to join me to wipe out a demonic force in Yanjing."

Cheng Yuren said lightly.

The Scar-headed Master Dao's face changed slightly when he heard this.

Cheng Yuren did not hide it and told the story of the Qin Mansion.

"The young master suspected that the Qin Prince's Mansion was a stronghold of the demonic power of the Soul-Breaking Sect..."

The scar-faced old Taoist in the lead asked.

Cheng Yuren nodded.

When the four Taoists heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other and saw their fear. If it were not necessary, they did not want to provoke the disciples of the Demonic Tao.

Like the disciples of Canglan Sword Sect and the disciples of the Demonic Way, they are not something that they can provoke.

But now Cheng Yuren is a disciple of his mentor and holds his mentor Zhou Letian's jade pendant, which obviously represents Zhou Letian's will.

"Okay, we will follow the arrangements of the young master."

The old man in the lead hesitated for a moment and nodded cautiously.

Cheng Yuren also smiled satisfied.

"I'll set off in the evening. Everyone, let's go down and prepare."

Cheng Yuren whispered.

"So quickly, I'm not planning."

The Scar Dao, who was in charge, said with some uncertainty. After all, the Demonic disciples are not so easy to provoke, so it is better to be cautious.

"I've already alerted the snake today and are delaying. I'm afraid this demon disciple of Qin's mansion is..."

Cheng Yuren whispered.

After hearing this, the four of them stopped saying anything and were all going down to prepare.

At night, after the four of them were ready, Cheng Yuren also waved his hand and said, "Go away", and took the four of them to the Qin Palace.

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It was extremely dark today, and the Qin Palace, which occupied a huge area, was still as bright as daytime.

Cheng Yuren and others sneaked into the Qin Mansion very smoothly, but were not discovered by one. After all, everyone is a monk. It is very easy for people to escape from ordinary people's patrols.

As soon as he entered the Qin Prince's Mansion and learned from a servant that Qin Xiao's room, Cheng Yuren, and he led the four of them to sneak into the Xiao Prince's Mansion.

Soon, a few people stopped at the small building where the little prince Qin Xiao lived.

In the small building in front, there were more than ten guards patrolling. It was not that the more than ten guards made Cheng Yuren and others stop, but that a man who looked a little frivolous at the threshold stopped the others because this person was also a monk.

A man’s cultivation is not high, so he only has the first level of Qi training, and it is not in the eyes of several people.

But if everyone wants to enter the little prince’s building, they obviously have to deal with this person.

One of the four old Taoists did not need Cheng Yuren's instructions, and in just a moment, he approached the man, raised his sword and landed on him, killing him before he even found out.

Cheng Yuren and his other men did not dare to neglect them, so they rushed into the small building.

It's just that the floor is empty, and there is no one except a few servants.

"Running?"

Cheng Yuren couldn't help but frowned.

The scar-faced old Taoist in the lead turned around the room, and talked about the temperature of the bed with his fingers, saying, "There is still a warmth, I just left."

When Cheng Yuren heard this, he said coldly: "Chasing."

After saying that, Cheng Yuren and a few people quickly came out of the building, and indeed saw a blurry figure moving away from afar.

"Chase."

Cheng Yuren had a cold face.

(End of this chapter)
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