Chapter 412

At this time, in LingMi City, in the Lord's house, Shentu Tianzheng listened to the reprimand with a pale face.

"Effective? That's what you say is effective? " Looking at Shen tutian standing below, a middle-aged monk was furious.

"There was no success in entering the secret place, but LingMi city won. After coming out, he didn't tell me the actual situation at the first time. He made up his mind to trade with the monk, but he played with him."

Although Shen Tu Tian has a grudge in his heart, he doesn't even have the courage to clench his fist.

"After that, I searched for this person and used Gou Youwei to lead him out. He failed everywhere. Now he has not even seen his shadow. Is he flying?"

"Did you take advantage of the random transmission?" Shen Tu Tian summoned up his courage and asked in a low voice.

"Hum, stupid, where did you say it should be blocked before my grandfather decided to do it?" The monk snorted coldly. If he was not related to his ancestors, he would be killed here with one hand.

"Transmission array?"

"It's not stupid. Otherwise, if the Goujia family escaped from the transmission array, wouldn't it just increase the diaphragmatic response? Therefore, during that time, absolutely no one could use the transmission array. All the things that needed to be used had been taken down on the spot. "

The middle-aged monk is a little proud, which is the most shining place for him this time. Otherwise, if he arranges them to enter the secret place, he will still win the crime of LingMi City, which will definitely make him never turn over.

"The elder is thoughtful and admired by the younger generation. He will either leave from the east gate and fly to Ziyang City from the wild. But Ziyang City is also monitored by monks. Is he able to change his face?"

When Shen Tu Tian saw that he was in a good mood, he immediately offered his kind words.

"Thoughtful? Will thoughtfulness let the unruly disciple go in? Even borrowed my flying sword. Now? Where's the flying sword

The middle-aged monks always boast that they were thoughtful, but this time they were beaten with pain on their faces. No, it was in their hearts.

Even as a friar in the early days of Yuanying, a high-quality magic weapon is enough to make him work hard for decades?

As for disciples, how much do you want?

Shen tutian quickly lowered his head. If he was distressed by the death of his disciple, he could also say that he tried his best to revenge to comfort him.

But if he loves the magic weapon, he is really powerless, even the power of comfort.

"Fortunately, LingMi city was finally captured. I think the spirit stone obtained will certainly satisfy everyone. However, it is the old ancestor who bought it with serious injury, but I don't know whether it is worthwhile to draw? Go away and chase him as far as you can, and the foundation building monk is at your disposal. "

The middle-aged monk seemed to be thinking about the problem that it was not cost-effective. He waved to him. If he was burdened, he showed ecstasy and gave a big thank-you and bowed out of the gate.

After coming out, his face suddenly became confused.

There were at least four magic weapons on Yi Heng, which he had already reported to the police, but there was a mysterious thing that he didn't see clearly that night.

But in retrospect, he seems to be using that mysterious thing to reverse. If, if he can kill and capture him, magic weapons and other things can't be obtained, then.

"It's just that this person is not only powerful, but also delicate and cautious, which is really difficult to deal with."

"Judging from his relationship with fat people and others, I'm afraid he also belongs to a righteous person, so he must want to save it. If he keeps Gou Youwei in a loose place, he will definitely realize that it is a trap.

It's just that he's locked up in the city Lord's house, and the guard is too strict. Naturally, he doesn't dare to come. He has to think of a better way. "

Shen Tu Tian looks at the building in front of him that is being rebuilt, and he thinks constantly.

"The two mortals who died were also guarded by several people, and there has been no movement so far. Are you wrong to guess this man? He is not a warm-blooded friar, but a cold and heartless man? "

"Creak" a sound, Yi Heng pushes open the courtyard door, has not been tidied for a long time, this wooden door has naturally become astringent.

After safely returning to the courtyard, he laid down Qiu Xiyin and sighed deeply.

Now it's very convenient to go anywhere when you enter the central city of Ziyang City. At least in the next month, it will be the center to transmit all over the country and buy miraculous medicine.

Moreover, give yourself one month, and also give Gou Youwei one month. If you can save him, you will save him. If you can't, you will be regarded as poor in life, and you can't blame yourself.

After thinking about it, the next step is the relevant arrangement. There are enough spirit stones available, and there are many things that can be done.

Take out the jade card given to you by Gou Youwei. After sweeping through the soul, the data inside shows that it is 50 million yuan. With the ghost of Chuanshan mountain, its value is hard to estimate.

This is also one of the reasons for trying to save him. Of course, the more important thing is to be able to persist in faith and protect Qiu Xiyin well during this period of time.

Even if you can't find what you said, you don't have any doubts. This person is worth saving.

Of course, if he is rescued, I think there should be unexpected harvest.

Naturally, all this was based on the fact that Shen Tu Tian wanted to set up a trap to lure him into it. Otherwise, he would have no chance at all.

Since it is a trap, it must be able to let themselves dare to try conditions, otherwise who will give up their own lives to save people?If what you expect is not bad, soon after you see that you have not been hooked, there will be news that you have been updated. At that time, it is time to lower your defense and lure yourself.

But how could Shen Tu Tian know that what he was best at was not necessarily close combat, but more likely long-range fighting?

One night later, he left the eagle in the courtyard, and he began to act according to his plan.

He put on a magic mask, and returned to the appearance of a middle-aged monk, and walked out of the courtyard.

An hour later, a middle-aged and frustrated monk came to a restaurant, looked up at the sign "LingMi wine for the first time", nodded slightly and stepped into the door without hesitation.

He spent a thousand spirit stones to find Yi Heng here.

"Is the immortal master drinking?" As soon as he entered the room, a mortal woman came forward and asked respectfully.

He looked at the woman bowing down, his eyes flashed light, shook his head secretly, and said in a soft voice, "a pot of the best LingMi wine will be served naturally, but please bring it to you personally."

The woman's waist was slightly stunned, but immediately replied, "yes, immortal master, wait a moment."

He found a place to sit up and look around, but it was just the morning when there were two or three tables and chairs in the store, which was very remote, so there were no guests.

After a while, a man flashed out of the inner door, carrying a wine plate, a small pot and a cup, with a vigorous body and quick steps.

At will, the person who carries the wine plate is also a mortal woman. The main guests who want to come here are ordinary people.

"Xianshi, there is no good LingMi wine here. I'm afraid it will disappoint the immortal master." The voice is crisp and clear, neither high nor low.

One hand is holding the wine plate, the other hand is placing the wine pot and cup on the table. With an apologetic smile on his face, he is ready to return.

"Qiushui, is the girl's name?" Yi Heng raises the wine pot and slowly pours the wine. She just turns around and asks casually in the "snoring" sound of LingMi wine pouring into the cup.

The woman stopped at once. She didn't seem to know how to answer, but she turned around and said, "no, immortal master."

"Oh? That should be called sad autumn, right? " He put the full wine to his mouth and took a sip, "the wine is not mellow, the taste is tasteless, and the throat is slightly spicy, which is not what the friars like."

"The immortal master is looking for me on purpose?" This one belongs to the woman

"A good one belongs to mortals. I didn't expect there were such strange women in the world. Zeng Mou was admired." Yi Heng sighs a little and looks at her with his eyes.

Dressed in a light yellow coarse cloth clothes, slim, melon seed face, the most important thing he noticed was a pair of apricot eyes emitting sharp light, even if it was only for a moment, he also caught it.

In this world of friars, where do ordinary people dare to say this?

"If there is no other thing, I will leave." The woman recovered in an instant, just like ordinary people, with some fear.

Seeing that he had no more orders, he took a deep breath, turned and raised his feet to leave.

Although it is strictly forbidden for friars to target mortals at will, let alone kill mortals at will, there are few people in charge of humiliation.

"If life is just like the first sight, what's wrong with autumn wind and painting fans? Why don't you sit down and have a chat, girl?" Yu Guang saw that the whole body of the woman suddenly shocked, immediately turned around and looked at himself with frightened eyes.

"Who are you At this time, the fear in my heart has forgotten the identity of the monk in front of me, even the honorific title has not been used.

"Zeng was just passing by. He happened to know about the girl, so he couldn't help being curious. He came here to see her. Now he is really a strange woman. He can't help but want to talk more."

"I'm a mortal girl. What's so good to talk about with the immortal master?" The woman recovered with a forced smile on her face and a mist in her eyes.

"Well, there are too many unfair things in the world. I didn't want to take more care of it. Now that the girl refused, Zeng was happy to be free. After drinking this wine, Zeng left."

With that, he drank all the wine left in the cup, then lifted the pot again and poured LingMi wine.

A series of "snoring" sounds were heard. She lifted the cup and drank it again. At this time, the whole body of the woman trembled slightly, her eyes showed hesitation, and her fists clenched tightly, but she still did not speak.

"Snore" pouring wine sound again, her hands more and more tightly, her face is full of tears, this was once the most usual pouring voice, but now it seems to be like a life.

"Hulu", a pot of wine can only hold six cups, this is the fourth cup, she secretly counted, but still unable to make a decision.

That's it in this life. What monk would be so kind? Thinking of this, pretending not to hear the sound of pouring wine, he turned and left.

In the fifth cup, even if she took two steps, she could still hear the sound clearly, as if it was in her mind.

"Hululu" the sixth cup, she suddenly turned around, instantly sat opposite Yi Heng, eyes tightly staring at his vicissitudes of life face.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Don't talk about your sad things, just talk about the people you hate."An hour later, Yi Heng walked out of the restaurant with satisfaction. The first step has been completed. Next, he has to be busy.

Near the east gate of LingMi City, a middle-aged monk strolled slowly. When he saw his eyes in a lane where ordinary people lived, his eyes lit up and walked quickly towards the lane.

Half an hour later, he slowly came out again, looking at the monks who were constantly coming in and out of the east gate of the city. His face was full of satisfaction.

On the other hand, a mortal boy of about 16-7 years old quit his business in a nearby shop and squatted in the corner of the wall opposite the east gate.

His lips were wriggling, and he was holding some pictures in his hand. Like a fool, he counted the number of monks entering and leaving the city gate one by one.

But the young man was very excited, because it only took a few days to earn a few years' spiritual stones. Therefore, he counted them carefully.

It's just that the more serious you are, the more you look like a fool.

"Daoyou, but do you want to buy pills?"

"Well, do you have any

"This kind of pill is very rare and rarely used by monks. However, you are lucky. Although our shop is not famous in the city, there are several pills."

"How long?"

"The inferior pills are refined and played by alchemists for an hour."

"I bought it." Yi Heng's heart is happy, this kind of pill runs all over the five cities of Ziyang and has never been sold. Now, he finally bought it in Yuanrui mansion.

Luofandan, the friar took it, instantly the spirit fluid dissipated and became a mortal. It recovered after an hour, but no friar was stupid enough to do so.

This should be the result of some Alchemist's boring and random research.

In the next few days, he did not have any rest time, busily shuttling between the five cities of Ziyang and Yuanrui mansion.

Prepare all the things you can think of, and wait for Qiu Xiyin to wake up.

At this time, sitting on the bed quietly watching Qiu Xiyin.

When she wakes up, she will send him to yuanruifu center, the location of Mingxin sword sect, yuanruifu city.

After setting her up, she went to LingMi city immediately.

Although he didn't know much about Shen tutian, he was convinced that he had been waiting for himself to be cheated. Moreover, all the data showed that a change in the way of seduction was coming.

Although he did not know and did not need to know what way he would change, the moment before he decided to change the way was when he did it himself.

And this moment is coming.

"Elder martial brother." A light call wakes him up. He happily looks at Qiu Xiyin who wakes up. He has a lot to say to her, but time is short.

"Shiyin, don't say it. Listen to me."

When they came out of the transmission array one after another, Qiu Xiyin was immediately shocked by everything in front of him.

Yi Heng naturally won't stop her from looking around curiously. After all, it was the same when he first came here.

This is the center of yuanruifu, yuanruifu city.

Mingxin sword school is the main administrator here, and then there are four sects: Ziyang League, Xueguang hall, beast king castle and Bingfeng Shenzong.

As the manager of twenty cities, Mingxin sword school has the extreme natural style, which can be seen from the Fucheng where the sword school is located.

Along the street, four or five Zhang wide street is lined with majestic and ancient buildings, and numerous shops and shops are bustling in front of their doors.

After taking her to the hotel arranged in advance, he left alone.

The one thousand spirit Stone Inn in one day was enough to reassure him to arrange Qiu Xiyin here. As the largest Inn in the city, could he not even guarantee the safety of the guests?

After two transmissions, he returned to LingMi city. At this time, the night was deep, but he knew that the young man must still be waiting for him.

Walking to the east gate, the boy has been sleeping against the wall.

He gently took a piece of animal skin from his hand. The boy recorded this every day, and his handwriting had become no longer scribbled.

There were 30431 in and 23453 out.

This will get a day's reward, a hundred spirit stone.

He wiped the writing on the skin and disappeared. He wrapped it with a hundred spirit stones and put it in his arms. He turned around and left.

No matter who is the Lord of the city, the public order is strictly managed. Moreover, for a few days, the young man is very dutiful and has become a beggar. I think no friars or ordinary people will pay attention to it.

After entering an inn, he did not wake the sleeping woman.

On the first day, there was a difference of 8124 monks in and out, with more going out and less entering.

On the second day, there was a difference of 6341 monks in and out, but the gap was narrowed.

Until the seventh day, there was only 22 monks in and out, but there were more and less monks.

Today, there is a gap of 6978 monks in and out of China.

This shows that many monks searching outside have been disappointed and gradually come back, while the monks in the city are no longer going out.It is expected that the in and out data will gradually return to normal, and there is little difference between the input and the output. At that time, Shen Tu Tian was desperate about this method and was ready to change the way.

Just, how can we accurately grasp his time?

"Immortal master, are you here?" In the morning, the sleeping man woke up and suddenly saw him sitting at the table. He was afraid.

This man, who had arranged himself in the inn in the mortal quarter, would no longer appear. It is now the tenth day.

Do you want to start? Even if she sleeps with her clothes, she still covers the bedding to death. She feels a chill all over her body. She can't help but shiver in her heart. She pinches the corners of the bed tightly with her hands.

"Afraid?" Yi Heng turned her head and grinned at her, "I won't comfort you, because I'm afraid, too."

The mortal woman on the bed was more shaking than ever.

"Why are you afraid? Because no mortal has ever done this before, there is a chance of success. "

He no longer frightens coax, "this time, I want to let everyone know that mortals are human beings, and friars are human beings. As long as they are human beings, they must have their weaknesses."

"Girl, do you dare to speak for mortals?"

I didn't expect that the words just came out and roared: "I don't want to be a hero, I just want revenge." After saying that, immediately after choking up, hands constantly wringing by the corner.

Yi Heng a Leng, immediately return to normal, ordinary people also have an anger, which tube body is a monk?

"Well, then revenge. When this is done, the monk will lie down in front of you and let you take revenge, or become a corpse and throw it in front of you."

"When, when?" It was he Beiqiu who he went to look for mortal women that day.

In this monk's world, every moment and everywhere, ordinary people will be bullied, humiliated and even killed on the spot.

So there are so many mortals like her, who spend a thousand spirit stones to collect thousands of such mortal information, and organizations specializing in such information will not be lacking in any city.