Zhang Yu's Yin God was released from the body, floating dozens of meters above the ground, without the slightest fear of being discovered, ordinary people were mortal with the naked eye, and their spiritual sense was not opened, but they couldn't see him at all.

After staying away from Qing Fangzhai, Zhang Yu's faintly suppressed spiritual consciousness regained its freedom again, and under the cover of the hazy moonlight, Zhang Yu slightly restrained his breath, and his spiritual sense rushed towards Zhong Yuling's location like a tide.

Because he didn't know Zhong Yuling's true identity, nor did he know the human monks in the real world today, Zhang Yu was worried that his identity as a yin god with an eight-rank ghost would not be enough to see from the other party, so he was more cautious and did not go all out, only slightly tested with his spiritual sense, to see the other party's reaction, and then make plans.

Waves of Yin God Spiritual Consciousness, like countless invisible silk threads, were controlled by an invisible hand, pressing towards Zhong Yuling, who was pretending to be indifferent on the ground.

The pedestrians on the antique street are bustling, the crowd is very lively, Zhong Yuling is leisurely, calm, looking around, while secretly concentrating, paying attention to the position of Zhang Yu and a few people not far away, but she did not expect that the person she was following had come to her in another way.

As soon as the spiritual sense approached Zhong Yuling, Zhang Yu was keenly aware of the unique aura on the other party's body, such as mountains and mountains, moving appropriately, walking with a body of breath condensed but not revealed, surging, and when he paused, it was like an abyss, thick and simple.

"The aura on this woman's body is dignified and thick, and it is obviously the Taoist orthodox lineage!"

Through the massive amount of information on the Divine Guide, Zhang Yu learned about the cultivation methods of many Yuan Shen monks in ancient times, most of them were Dao Dharma Heaven and Earth, learning from nature, and comprehending their own unique cultivation paths from all things in the world.

It's just that there are 3,000 spells, and the avenue is difficult, and only a few of the thousands of monks can comprehend the cultivation method that suits them from the natural avenue, so as to embark on the true cultivation avenue.

And the rest of the thousands of monks are often poor all their lives, and they will not be allowed to enter the door, and they will end up sighing!

Therefore, in the process of cultivation, if there is someone to support them, guide them through the maze, and avoid detours, it can be said that it is the most important thing for human monks, and therefore, the inheritance of the sect has become very important in the cultivation world.

And those sects that have inheritance, often exist for at least nearly a thousand years, in order to form a systematic and effective set of cultivation methods, such sects in the disciples of the cultivators, also known as orthodox descendants in the cultivation world, these sects with thousands of years of Taoist accumulation, are called orthodoxy.

Among the practice methods of these orthodox sects, most of them are Taoist practice methods, and over time, they have become recognized Taoist orthodoxy in the practice world.

At the moment, this woman named Zhong Yuling, judging from her breath, Zhang Yu can already judge that she is the orthodox descendant of Taoism in the cultivation world, and her cultivation should not be low, as for the specific realm, for Zhang Yu now, even if others tell him in person, he doesn't understand.

In ancient times, most of the Yin God gods and the earth immortals who had achieved success with the Yuan Shen did not know much about each other's magic, not to mention that now it is only a few days of condensing the Yin God, and a few dead ghosts were caught by mistake, and inexplicably became Zhang Yu, who was poor in the eight ghosts.

Somewhat curious about the other party's intentions, Zhang Yu took the initiative to probe the other party more and more, and his spiritual sense was like an undulating wave, surging away, gradually wrapping Zhong Yuling in the middle.

Zhong Yuling, who was walking slowly on the noisy street, noticed something unusual, and then his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, stopped, and looked around slightly.

Looking at the other party's somewhat vigilant movements, the corners of Zhang Yu's mouth showed a hint of a strange smile.

Chung Yuling was parked at a stall selling antique calligraphy and paintings, the owner of which was a young man in his mid-thirties, wearing a pair of antique large-rimmed glasses, sitting listlessly on a roadside stool.

There was no business all night, and the boss was thinking about whether to close the stall and go home early, but suddenly saw an intellectual beauty standing in front of the stall, looking left and right, as if looking hesitantly.

Seeing the distinguished guests coming to the door, the calligraphy and painting boss was interested, took a pair of calligraphy and paintings from the stall, stepped forward, and said: "Beauty, are you looking for a picture scroll that matches your temperament to decorate your room?"

Zhong Yuling frowned, and was about to open her mouth to refuse, but the boss of calligraphy and painting did not give her a chance to open her mouth at all, and when she saw her turn around, she immediately gushed endlessly, praising her paintings: "Beauty, let me tell you, what is in front of you now is Tang Bohu, the master of calligraphy and painting in the former Ming Dynasty, the most proud work of his life......"

Zhong Yuling didn't pay attention to the guy in front of him at all, and as soon as he made a mistake, he turned around and left the bookshelf.

The calligraphy and painting boss waited for a whole day, and finally waited for a guest, who seemed to be a beautiful customer who traveled alone, and he was thinking about it, where he was willing to give up easily.

As soon as Zhong Yuling turned around, he hurriedly turned to the front, blocking Zhong Yuling's sight, raised his hands, and unfolded the scroll, the painting did not know how much sun and rain it had experienced in the stall, and at this time it was forced by the calligraphy and painting boss, and the dust was suddenly scattered in the face.

Zhong Yuling has the Dao Method, how can she be hit by this bit of dust, she flashed sideways, and when she was about to dodge, she suddenly felt that the surrounding air was compressed, like a tide towards her, and she was suddenly squeezed in the middle by the air around her, as if she was immobilized, and she couldn't move.

So, a handful of dust on the painting hit her head-on, choking her cough and backing away.

Seeing this, the boss of calligraphy and painting hurriedly stepped forward and apologized uncontrollably because he was careless for a while.

"Tell you to follow me and give you some color!"

When Zhang Yu's prank succeeded, he immediately dispersed his spiritual power and withdrew his spiritual sense.

There was a fluctuation in spiritual sense, Zhong Yuling keenly noticed the abnormality, and immediately focused his attention on the location of Zhang Yu's Yin God.

"The Yuan Shen has not yet been completed, and I have not opened the Eye of Heaven, is it possible that I can still see me, the Yin God?"

Seeing Zhong Yuling's eyes shining brightly, and his eyes staring at him with burning eyes, Zhang Yu was a little puzzled.

Just when Zhang Yu was puzzled, Zhong Yu on the street suddenly spread his steps, and he crossed several meters lightly and rushed towards the end of the street.

Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, condescendingly watching the beautiful woman running, and when he found that the direction seemed to be coming towards his own positions, he suddenly reacted.

"It's not good, it's too big, it's been discovered!"

After understanding Zhong Yuling's true purpose, Zhang Yu suddenly scolded himself in his heart for being troubled.

Originally, Zhong Yuling was only interested in the copper furnace, but what she said to Xiao Li in Qingfangzhai was mostly a temptation, and she didn't really want to find out any valuable news from a few people.

But Zhang Yu's reaction was a little sensitive, which made her a little suspicious for a while, maybe a few people really knew something, with the intention of trying their luck, Zhong Yuling came out of Qingfangzhai's door, and began to lock a few people with a gas machine, and followed from a distance of a street.

Even so, Zhong Yuling didn't really have hope for Zhang Yu and the others.

But what happened now, Zhong Yu's spiritual sense was locked and tricked, but it made her affirm the guess in her heart - there must be something strange among the four Zhang Yu!

And among the four people on the other side, there are warlocks who are not low in cultivation.

If not, how can you blur your own perception in silence, and even use your spiritual power to urge the surrounding air currents and oppress yourself?

With such an idea, Zhong Yuling wanted to get ahead of the person who made the move, and asked the answer to his question from Xiao Li's mouth.

At least judging from the performance in Qingfangzhai, Xiao Li and Xiao Cai do not seem to be people with Taoism, in Zhong Yuling's opinion, the only possibility is Zhang Yu and Chen Zhi.

It's a pity that Zhong Yuling guessed almost everything, but she didn't think of one thing, which she couldn't have imagined.

Zhang Yu is not a monk with Taoism, but a Yin God with mana, and an eight-rank ghost in the Netherworld.

No matter how fast Zhong Yu's spiritual body method is, he has to take care of secular public places, and he can't openly perform Taoism, not to mention, Zhang Yu is the body of the Yin God, except for the great monk who has cultivated the Yuan Shen and separated from the body, how can others be faster than him?

After understanding Zhong Yuling's plan, Zhang Yu was angry at his recklessness on the one hand, making the other party suspect him, but on the other hand, he had to return to his senses and leave this place before Zhong Yuling.

In just a few tens of meters, as far as the Yin God is concerned, but in an instant, after the soul entered the body, Zhang Yu didn't have time to explain to a few people, and hurriedly urged: "Now, everyone separates, immediately find a taxi, and go back to the company." ”

Chen Zhi and the three of them were stunned, a little puzzled.

Zhang Yu's face was annoyed, and he said angrily: "Hurry up, that crazy woman is here." ”

"Who's coming?" asked Xiao Cai stupidly.

"The woman who gave you the money, she thinks the things are antiques, and she is ready to kill people, and she has already brought someone over!"

The matter was urgent, Zhang Yu couldn't tell the truth, so he had to make up nonsense and scare a few people.

Xiao Li was frightened by Zhang Yu before, and he already had a little remorse in his heart, and when he heard this again, he was immediately frightened and gave Chen Zhi the red gold stuff in his hand, and then said "See you at the company", turned around and ran to the street after a few steps, stopped a taxi, and left in less than half a minute.

I grass!

Zhang Yu scolded secretly, then glanced at Chen Zhi and urged: "Quick!"

Chen Zhi, who had long suspected that Zhang Yu was the city god, mistakenly thought that the city god had encountered a problem, he wanted to show some "loyalty", politely two words, and did not want to say a word, Zhang Yu threw a sentence "go quickly", and then left a back of his head for him, and disappeared in place in a few steps.

Chen Zhi was a little speechless, and after glancing at Xiao Cai, he had a clear heart, and said in unison: "Run!"

Before the words fell, the two ran away in opposite directions, and each stopped the car at the street corner and left.

Two minutes later, Zhong Yuling ran here with a slight anger, but found that there was no one, she stomped her foot, then closed her eyes, adjusted her breath, and began to probe the surroundings with her spiritual sense.

Half a minute later, Zhong Yuling opened his eyes, his pretty face was frosty, and he said hatefully: "What a cunning guy, his cultivation is not low, and there are still a lot of means!"

Zhang Yu, who was sitting in a taxi and enjoying the cool breeze, was calling to instruct Chen Zhi and several people to return to the company from which directions, but at this time he sneezed for no reason.

"I've cultivated to the Yin God, and I have more than a thousand merits, so I shouldn't be sick, how can I still catch a cold?"

As he spoke, he sneezed several more times in succession.

(A brother has rewarded me!Thank you very much!This is an encouragement and recognition for my writing, thank you K& Brother Desk!)