Night.

Remote mountains.

In a dark cave.

An old man in a black robe.

Sit cross-legged.

On this man's head, there was a straw hat, and around him were placed extremely fast dry bones, faint candle flames, surrounding him, accompanied by the words in his mouth, these candle flames, flickering from time to time.

A gust of wind, blowing from behind him, lifted his cuffs.

If you look closely, there is a severed finger on one of his hands.

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and quickly turned his head to look behind him.

In the darkness, under the moonlight, there was a drop of black blood, rushing towards him!

The old man with the severed finger hurriedly raised his hand and grabbed this drop of black blood, then slowly spread his palm, lowered his head and squinted at it.

After a moment's scrutiny, his brows twitched slightly.

"Oh? This is...... Blood of the Yakshas?? ”

Thinking about it, the old man with a severed finger got up and walked to the outside of Shandong behind him.

When he looked up, he saw that in the middle of the night, drop after drop of Yaksha's blood flew towards him.

"Look at this...... Is it some Nakshatra...... He's dead? ”

The reason why the Yaksha is a sinister and deceitful race is, of course, because of course they are scheming, and on the other hand, because the Yaksha has a lot of strange methods that cannot be guarded against.

One of them is their method of transmitting information.

When a Nakshatra dies, he can use all the power he has left to sacrifice his blood, and then incorporate some spiritual consciousness into it to deliver the message.

And at this moment......

The old man with the severed finger thought for a moment, and then apparently realized this.

Without thinking too much, he took all the Yaksha blood that flew from mid-air into his palm, and then swallowed it directly into his mouth.

Cross-legged!

Airplanes!

As this stream of Yaksha blood entered his body, he quickly connected his spiritual sense with the snack residue in it, and felt it carefully, and then a pair of eyes flashed with a gloomy light.

"This kid named Ling Qiu...... It's so strong?? ”

Yaksha blood, though can bring some intelligence.

But...... But he couldn't explain the whole thing clearly, after all, this was just a piece of information that Yang Yunzhi injected into his spiritual sense with his last bit of strength and thoughts when he was dying.

Therefore, the spiritual intelligence obtained by this old man with severed fingers probably said three things.

First, the person who died was Yang Yunzhi.

Second, the person who killed him was Ling Qiu.

Third, Ling Qiu was very strong, beyond his previous judgment.

He does not know anything else about the situation on the battlefield at that time.

This old man with severed fingers......

It was the first person who participated in the selection of that fake ghost official and was the first to be chosen by the Yaksha bloodline!!

And the master behind Yang Yunzhi ...... That's him!

This old man with severed fingers is one of the few people in the Yang world who has the blood of the Yaksha and directly obeys the orders of the Yaksha from the Netherworld Palace!!

"It's a pity...... Now I'm in the critical stage of cultivation and promotion...... Unless he broke through to the level of the Ten Hands Yaksha, he was not completely sure of defeating that kid named Ling Qiu. ”

The old man with severed fingers fell into deep thought.

The formation used by Yang Yunzhi was one of the three killer tools that the Yaksha King gave to this old man with severed fingers.

The old man with the severed finger saw that Yang Yunzhi was very smart, so he gave him one of his killer features, the Yaksha Clan's Blood Condensation Mist Array!

I didn't expect ......

Even so, it turned out to be defeated.

This shows that Ling Qiu's strength is ...... It is estimated that it has reached a level comparable to that of the Ten Hand Yakshas!

However, in this spiritual intelligence, the old man with severed fingers did not know...... Ling Qiu knew how to use the pupil technique.

Of course, he knew that Yang Yunzhi could perform the pupil technique, but ...... That Yaksha Pupil Technique is just an auxiliary technique in the formation, and it is not a real Yaksha Pupil Technique, so in the eyes of the old man with a severed finger...... Even if Ling Qiu defeated Yang Yunzhi, he didn't necessarily have to be able to use pupil techniques.

However......

It was such a wrong judgment that made him bypass the most critical information!

……

The wind is blowing.

The old man with severed fingers stood up, looked at the moon in the night sky, and pondered for a long, long time.

Finally, he shook his head: "The time has not come, the time has not come...... Next, it is still mainly tempting. It's just a little weird...... Lord Yaksha, who obviously has a strong terrifying strength, why didn't he choose to attack Ling Qiu directly? By Ling Qiu's side, there were obviously the existence of the Ten Halls of Yama Spirit Veins, all of which were the targets of Lord Yaksha...... But Yaksha-sama has to think about it in the long run......"

This is something that the old man with severed fingers has never been able to figure out.

However, the so-called heavenly power is unpredictable.

In the eyes of the old man with severed fingers, Yaksha-sama's thoughts were not something he could figure out thoroughly, so he simply didn't think about it.

"Jiangdong Province, I have made a mistake, then Ling Qiu should guess my existence. - That's it, I'm going to go to Tokai City to help Yaksha-sama find something, so let's get out of here for the time being. ”

Thinking of this, the old man with severed fingers returned to the cave, packed up his things, and left the mountain at a very fast speed.

……

About five minutes later.

Ling Qiu's figure suddenly appeared on this mountain.

“……”

Ling Qiu sensed the aura around him and found a cave.

Smack.

Ling Qiu landed on his feet and checked the breath inside, smelling a smell of Yaksha.

"It seems...... Or is it a step too late? ”

Ling Qiu smiled, walked out of the cave, and looked towards the place where the old man had just fled.

He didn't chase it.

Even if he chases it now, it is estimated that he can find traces of the other party, but ...... He didn't do that.

There is still this cultivation aura here, and there are also a lot of candlesticks, which means that this is a long-term den, and if you lose this place and leave directly, you obviously realize that you will be tracked down.

"That's it...... Anyway, there have been a lot of things lately, so it's not bad to take a break. ”

Ling Qiu yawned and stopped thinking about this mess.

All he knows now is ......

Now that I have karma, my thirst for cultivation is countless times stronger than before!

So......

Ling Qiu needed enough aura and soul power to support him.

The level of aura and soul power of his current body is already a little reluctant.

And if you want to solve this problem as quickly as possible...... Now in front of Ling Qiu, there is a clear path.

That's ......

Under the darkness of the night, Ling Qiu walked briskly, while editing a text message on his mobile phone.

"Where are you now?"

The sending object is Song Ningxue.

After a while, Song Ningxue's message replied.

"I'm in the hotel arranged by Mr. Fang."

"Send me the address and room number."

After a while, Ling Qiu received a reply text message, confirmed the location, and accelerated his pace.