When I arrived at Luochuan Town, it was already evening, the sun was entrenched in the clouds and mist on the side of the mountain, bursting out of a strip of crimson glow, the afterglow was sprinkled on the earth, flashing with golden phosphorescence, the streets of Luochuan Town were deserted, and occasionally pedestrians walked by, and they were also in a hurry, and their faces were sad, and it seemed that the entire Luochuan Town was shrouded in a gloomy and bleak atmosphere.

Mo Wentian walked briskly on the street, silently using his divine sense to sense, after taking six Ten Perfect Spirit Pills, his divine sense range was hundreds of zhang, that is to say, he let go of his divine sense, and nothing within a hundred zhang could escape his sense.

This is a shocking strength of divine consciousness, you must know that the cultivator who has just successfully built the foundation of the Dao Dao, the sensing range is only one mile, that is, one hundred and fifty zhang, and the ordinary Qi Refining Great Perfection Monk, the sensing range will not exceed fifteen zhang, with Mo Wentian's current divine consciousness strength, although it is quite deficient compared to the foundation building real person, but it is several times stronger than the ordinary Qi Refining Great Perfection monk.

Not long after walking, not far from an inn, he suddenly felt a faint aura fluctuation, Mo Wentian's heart moved, followed the direction and walked over, and came to a guest room of the inn, where there were obvious aura fluctuations, obviously there was a cultivator living in it.

Mo Wentian pressed the palm of his right hand against the door, silently operated the aura, and used the mid-level spell Alchemy Breaking Technique to quietly break the iron door bolt inserted inside, and directly pushed the door in.

In the direction of facing the door, there was a young man sitting cross-legged on the bed, meditating with his eyes closed, the cold moonlight reflected on his face through the pane, shining a millstone-like face, under the forehead raised forward, a thick eyebrow horizontally, and a huge garlic nose growing directly below the pigeon's eyes, his appearance was extremely ugly, but it was not Jin Linfeng, a disciple of the inner door of Wujimen.

He was obviously seriously injured, his original face was as black as charcoal, but at this time, it seemed to have lost all his blood, becoming as white as snow, his clothes were stained with blood, and he was extremely messy, and he didn't even realize that Mo Wentian walked in the door, but he was concentrating on operating the aura and recovering the injuries in his body.

Jin Linfeng is a wood and water double spiritual root, and he cultivates wood attribute exercises, and wood spirit qi is inherently full of vitality, and has a unique advantage in healing, and Jin Linfeng also cultivates wood attribute intermediate level exercises Qi Huang Shu.

Qi Huang Shu is a half-year ago in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion refreshed the intermediate level of exercises, for the Qi refining eight layers below the cultivators, the effect of healing is extremely significant, even if the injury is quite serious, can also control most of the injury, if it is on mortals, even if the body is festering, muscles and bones are broken, as long as the body is nourished with spiritual temperature, it will immediately be intact as before, the dragon and the tiger, as long as the mortal knows a little about the Qi Huang technique, he can immediately become the world's divine doctor, by the attention of ten thousand people.

Mo asked a few steps forward in the sky, ran the Qihuang technique, put his right palm on the top of Jin Linfeng's head, and a faint cyan soft light suddenly rose in his palm, lingering on Jin Linfeng's huge head, and could not be dispersed for a long time, suddenly, the pattern of blue light seemed to find a gap in the top of his head, and it was continuously poured into it, and in an instant, Jin Linfeng seemed to be bathed in the blue light on all four limbs, and the whole body was full of light, as if it was the spring rain that moistened all things, as if it was the morning star shining in the sky, and under the moisturization of the cyan soft light, his face gradually became ruddy, The injuries appear to be getting better quickly and at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

After a moment, Jin Linfeng's face surged with bursts of black light, and suddenly with a 'wow', he opened his mouth and spit out a black smoke that was only the size of a fist, but looked like a skull, and the thing seemed to have some spirituality, and let out a baby-like cry, and he was about to leave the room quickly.

"Ghost baby smoke?" Mo Wentian's face changed drastically, and he threw a fireball and smashed it on the black smoke, and the thing let out a sharp and piercing scream, which disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Jin Linfeng woke up, opened his eyes and looked over, his expression couldn't help but be stunned, and he immediately understood, immediately jumped out of bed, fell to the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, Senior Brother Ye was captured by the evil cultivator, you have to save his life!" ”

Mo Wentian helped him up and said in a deep voice: "Linfeng, get up and speak!" What the hell is going on? ”

Jin Linfeng's expression was a little calmer, he slowly stood up, and said calmly: "Master, a few days ago, the disciple and Senior Brother Ye came to the two towns of Huangni and Luochuan to start investigating the murder of nearly a hundred pregnant women. ”,

Speaking of this, he paused and continued: "Last night, the disciple and Senior Brother Ye lurked in Luochuan Town, ambushed an evil cultivator who came to do evil, captured him alive, and forced him to ask where several evil cultivators were hiding, but when deciding on the next move, the disciple and Senior Brother Ye had a dispute. ”

Mo Wentian interjected and said: "Han Ting is chivalrous, he will definitely go straight to the Yellow Dragon, if he doesn't eliminate the evil cultivation, he will not stop!" ”

Jin Linfeng said with a wry smile: "What the head of the sect said is extremely true, the disciple saw that the evil cultivator who was captured was already at the sixth level of qi refining, and there were several powerful accomplices, I am afraid that he would not be his opponent, so he advocated to make the next move after telling the night elder, but Senior Brother Ye disagreed, claiming that if he delayed for one day, there would be a corpse and two lives killed in Luochuan Town, and he had to find a way to kill the evil cultivator as soon as possible, and the disciple couldn't stop it, so he had to let him go." ”

Speaking of this, his face became miserable, and he continued: "After Senior Brother Ye left, the disciple was a little uneasy, so he followed the direction and chased over, and found that Senior Brother Ye was captured by two evil cultivators in the mass grave thirty miles away from Luochuan Town, although the two evil cultivators were both sixth-level Qi refining cultivators, but the disciple was in a hurry, and he didn't care about anything else, so he rushed forward to rescue Senior Brother Ye, but unexpectedly, the evil cultivator released a strange cloud of black smoke, which drilled into the disciple's body, and the internal organs were immediately in pain, and the disciple had to use the Qi Huang technique to suppress the injury, fled back in panic and returned to the inn where Luochuan Town settled to heal his wounds. ”

Mo Wentian said in a deep voice: "That black smoke is called ghost baby smoke, it is to burn the baby alive with yin fire, collect the black smoke when burning, and refine the evil talisman, you have not been eroded by the ghost baby smoke, thanks to the credit of Qi Huang Shu, fortunately, the ghost yin smoke is only a second-order talisman, not very powerful." ”

Jin Linfeng's face was ugly, and he said in a resentful voice: "It turns out that those evil cultivators not only stole the dead babies in the womb of pregnant women, but also used live babies to refine talismans, no wonder there have been many babies stolen in Luochuan Town recently, the disciples thought it was done by human traffickers, but they didn't care, but it was still the case done by those evil cultivators, which was really hateful." ”

Mo Wentian frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Linfeng, lead the way in front, let's go to the mass grave!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Jin Linfeng immediately became excited, and the head of the sect went to go, and those heinous evil cultivators would definitely not survive tomorrow, just hoping to be able to rescue Senior Brother Ye safely.

stopped talking at the moment, pushed open the door and walked out of the room, walked in front to lead the way, Mo Wentian took out the cloak of breathing, and quietly followed.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, the waning moon hung high in the sky, and the faint clouds were pushed by the breeze to cover the moonlight, and the whole world was dimmed, and the surrounding scenery was blurred and difficult to distinguish.

The mass grave is twenty miles north of Luochuan Town, it was originally a fertile soil, but two hundred years ago, Zheng Guo and the neighboring Weiguo of the same first-class Xiuzhen State fought, and killed tens of thousands of prisoners in this pit, and the resentment could not be dispersed for a long time.

Luochuan Town has long classified this place as a forbidden place, but whenever the townspeople talk about this place, they are all creepy and their faces are pale.

Jin Linfeng walked in front, looking at the white bones half-buried in the ground, and the corpse that exuded the smell of rancidity, his face became extremely ugly, but fortunately, he knew that the head of the Dao was following behind, and his heart was a little calm.

But at this moment, there were suddenly bursts of baby-like miserable crying, mixed with the cold wind, indescribably weird and terrifying, Jin Linfeng followed the source of the sound and touched it, and suddenly there was a scorching smoke coming with the wind, not far from the tombstone in front, a fire was lit, it seemed to be a fire made from the white bones of a dead man, phosphorescence flickered, black smoke billowed out, and there was an iron pot on it, which was steaming hot, I don't know what was boiling in the tunnel? Surrounded by two black-clothed friars with grim expressions, smiling as if they were elated.

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