Chapter 114: Tracking the Demon Cultivator
It's not that Jinghong doesn't want to take away the reincarnation tower as soon as possible, but there are priorities, and she really doesn't want to miss this opportunity to investigate the clues again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
She couldn't watch the other party become stronger and stronger because of devouring the lives of the Jiyun Gang monks, otherwise in the end, it would definitely be all the Jiyun Gang disciples including her who were unlucky.
And the Reincarnation Tower has always been there, and after solving that demon cultivator, she will always have a chance to take it away.
While comforting himself, Jing Hong followed the two monks who were transferred to the front mountain, all the way to the dense forest where the accident occurred.
The two monks didn't notice that they were being watched, and when they came to the dense forest, they went to see the Great Elder who was in charge of investigating the clues with a heavy face.
After eavesdropping on their conversation in the trees, he escaped through the ancient trees that flourished around him to the place where the two monks had been killed.
Considering that the Great Elder was not far away, Jing Hong did not go out to check it out.
She hid in the middle of the trees and cautiously poked out her senses, observing the flowers and plants on the ground little by little.
Sure enough, after a while, she noticed that some flowers and plants were faintly black because they were contaminated with demonic energy.
And the most interesting thing is that the black color of the roots of the flowers and plants is significantly darker than the parts of the leaves and flowers.
These days, she has been wondering how this demon cultivator managed to escape the perception of the whole mountain dozens of times a day by the head and elders.
At first, she thought that this demon cultivator must have some hidden magic weapon or some hidden spell, but later this demon cultivator hid for several days, and she naturally ruled out the possibility that the demon cultivator used spells to become invisible.
After all, his magic power is not infinite, and if he uses it all for concealment, then he will not have the ability to kill people silently and continuously.
But if it was judged that this demon cultivator had a magic weapon for concealment, Jing Hong felt that it was too arbitrary.
Because, she found that this demon cultivator had not been able to completely conceal her demonic qi at all.
Especially at the murder scene where he stayed for a relatively long time, although the demonic energy around him was thin, it could indeed be perceived.
It's not a spell, it's not a magic weapon, but it has allowed him to hide safely for so long.
Little by little, the perception of Shocking Hung covered the ground, and then little by little it went deeper into the ground.
What could be more convenient than hiding and raiding without attracting attention, and with the ground beneath their feet?
A bright light flashed in her eyes, and then she immediately chased in the direction of the relatively strong underground demonic qi.
At the same time, she didn't forget to let go of her perception and look ahead to determine if her judgment was correct.
Fortunately, this time she really guessed that after the demon cultivator killed someone, he did use the earth escape technique to get out.
Soon, Jing Hong found a faint demonic aura in the ground about 800 meters away, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and she chased all the way.
Because the demon cultivator had been escaping for a while, Jing Hong chased him all the way to the back mountain and couldn't catch him.
However, from the trajectory of his escape, Jinghong saw some clues.
First of all, the path of this demon cultivator, although he was not walking in an absolute straight line, his direction was undoubtedly the Spirit Grass Garden and the small valley where these garden-guarding disciples lived.
Then there was the trail of demonic qi left by this demonic cultivator, and it was easy to find his pickiness about the soil - all the places with slight demonic qi remained, without exception, were not areas with softer soil and no rocks.
Jing Hong felt that nine times out of ten, he had caught the weakness of this demon cultivation technique.
Thinking of the living human lives in the Spirit Grass Garden and the valley, Jing Hong decided not to follow the demonic qi anymore.
She used the Wood Escape Technique to return to her room, and then pressed her palm against the bluestone floor, continuously transporting the pure fire spiritual power with a little golden light in her body into the ground.
In just three or four breaths, the spiritual power input by Jinghong had already formed a circular light curtain with golden rays in a foot (about 0.33 meters) deep underground, covering the Spirit Grass Garden and the small valley where they lived from the bottom up.
Jing Hong threw an emergency spirit pill into his mouth with a tired face, and then took out a high-grade spirit stone and held it in his hand to continue to replenish spiritual power.
At the same time, she didn't forget to let go of her perception and pay attention to the movements around her and underground.
Sure enough, a moment later, she felt that the spiritual light curtain she had placed underground had been corroded by something.
She casually threw the spirit stone that had not yet been absorbed into the storage bag, then jumped up and rushed in that direction.
However, by the time she reached the thinner position of the light curtain, the demon cultivator had long since disappeared.
Jing Hong was not surprised in the slightest - if this guy was not so cautious and cunning, how could the leaders and elders of the Jiyun Gang not be able to catch him all the time.
Easily repaired the light curtain that had been corroded and thinned by the demonic qi, and the corners of her lips hooked up a light smile of unknown meaning - it's good to be cautious, be cautious that her trick can come in handy, otherwise she will have to worry about this guy waiting to kill a horse pistol.
Ever since he discovered that the target of that demon cultivator was the Spirit Grass Garden and the Small Valley, a good way to kill two birds with one stone had sprung up in his heart.
She has lived here for a long time, and she has already thoroughly touched the surrounding environment.
As far as she knew, the Spirit Grass Garden and the small valley were surrounded by strange rocky slopes, and only the direction in which the demon cultivator came from and the direction near the Reincarnation Tower were the soft soil that met his requirements for retreat.
And there is also a very important point, that is, on the other two sides of the hillside, there is nothing that the monster wants—a fresh and delicious cultivator.
Therefore, Jing Hong had already made up his mind to force the demon cultivator out of the Spirit Grass Garden and the small valley, and then take advantage of the convenience of the environment to lead him to the place he wanted him to go.
And that demon cultivator did not live up to Jinghong's expectations, he rubbed for a long time, and finally carefully bypassed the underground light curtain and fled in the direction of the reincarnation tower.
Jing Hong's perception had been tracking him from the moment the demon cultivator plunged headlong into the light curtain, and when he saw him change direction, Jing Hong immediately chased after him without hesitation.
However, the demon cultivator did not go straight to the reincarnation tower, because he had no interest in the tower, and his target was the team of monks who were patrolling the vicinity.
After sneaking up near the two Jindan monks, it didn't immediately rush out of the dirt and take their lives.
As with every previous sneak attack, it hid underground, carefully sensing the distribution of the monks on the ground, patiently looking for an opportunity to strike a single blow.
Jing Hong was very satisfied with the demon cultivator's caution, because she could just use it to take Jing Hui away during the time he was watching.