Chapter Eighty-Three: Resentful Spirits and Ghost Fires
With a soft click, the coffin where Li Sheng's body was parked was opened, and his body also appeared in front of Yun Moyin.
Because of the existence of the Huanyan Pearl, even after so long, Li Sheng's body did not decompose.
Only his pale complexion and the huge blood hole in his chest told Yun Moyin who he was now.
Yun Moyin stood at the coffin like this, and passed everything in front of him to the red tassel in the demon beast space.
At this time, Hongying was controlling the spirit worm in the demon beast space.
I saw that she pinched the trick as usual, and soon the spirit worm flew out from her hair and stopped in front of Li Sheng, and after about a few seconds, the spirit worm flew up again and flew towards the southeast.
At the same time, Hongying's happy voice also came into Yun Moyin's ears: "I can find it." ”
Just these three simple words made Yun Moyin breathe a sigh of relief.
After getting the answer, Yun Moyin briefly checked the other coffins, and after not finding any clues, he went to Elder Qingwei's residence and told Elder Qingwei what he knew.
Elder Qingwei, who learned of this, was obviously relieved as well.
"Yun Moyin, you go back first, and I will tell the disciples of the Hehuan Sect and the other sects that came to support me later."
"By the way, go back today and rest early, and I'll be busy tomorrow."
Yun Moyin nodded at Elder Shangqingwei's concerned gaze.
Needless to say, the status of the Hehuan Sect is in the cultivation realm, not to mention that Li Sheng, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, guarded one side when he was alive, and did no less good deeds, and he was one of the most upright immortal monarchs in the cultivation realm, so he was called the Cihang Immortal Venerable by the world, and his status was no less than that of the Lingchen Divine Venerable of the Streamer Sect.
Now that his death is unknown, and even a sect has been destroyed, no matter who he is, he can't swallow this breath.
On the way back, Yun Moyin kept thinking about this.
It wasn't until she returned to her residence that Yun Moyin put aside these thoughts for the time being.
Recently, her consciousness has been tense all the time, if she doesn't have a good rest tonight, it won't be good to drop the chain at the critical moment tomorrow.
Yun Moyin thought as she closed the door.
This night, Yun Moyin rested.
Early the next morning, Yun Moyin finished washing up and came to the mourning hall, and at the same time, there were also elders and disciples from the four major sects who came to support.
One by one, they looked at Yun Moyin who was standing behind Elder Qingwei, and their faces were full of anticipation.
They also heard last night that Yun Moyin, the little apprentice of Jinghe Divine Venerable, was carrying a spirit by his side.
As one of the hidden alien races, spirits rarely appear in the outside world.
Seeing that the people had arrived, Elder Qingwei looked at Yun Moyin and said, "Let's start." ”
Yun Moyin nodded calmly and summoned the red tassel.
Because Hongying had already made sense with Yun Moyin, as soon as she came out, she used the tracking technique.
As the spirit insects flew out, the hearts of all the monks also rose.
They are not afraid of who the murderer is, but if they can't find the murderer, then there is really no way.
However, they were still very confident in the spirit race's tracking technique inherited from the sky.
After the spirit insect appeared, Yun Moyin had been observing the movement of the spirit insect, but fortunately, the result this time was the same as yesterday, and he flew to the southeast.
The moment the spirit insect moved, Hongying took the lead in following.
"Let's go." Seeing that the red tassel moved, the remaining monks followed without hesitation.
Xu is the reason why the murderer is far away, the spirit insect flies extremely fast this time, and it will soon disappear.
Therefore, Hongying had no choice but to fly with Yunmoyin Edgeworth.
The spirit insect flew for a day and a night, and the monks followed it sleeplessly for a day and a night, because Yun Moyin's cultivation was low, and he couldn't hold on early, but fortunately, Elder Qingwei found it in time and took Yun Moyin for a ride.
After passing through the vast woods again, the spirit worm finally stopped.
Looking at the spirit insects fluttering their wings and hiding in the red tassel's hair, whether it was Yun Moyin or everyone, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, only the red tassel had a condensed face.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Hongying's face was not good, Yun Moyin asked secretly.
Hearing Yun Moyin's concern, Hongying shook her head and said, "It's okay." ”
Hopefully, she's thinking too much, how does she feel that this place is familiar.
Moreover, the sense of crisis that this place brought to her was extremely obvious, as if she had died here.
However, with so many people coming this time, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Hongying retracted her thoughts and said to Elder Qingwei: "The murderer should be at the end of this forest, and I can't help the rest, so I'll go back first." ”
As he spoke, the red tassel turned into a streamer and returned to the vase in the monster space.
Elder Qingwei did not stop Hongying, seeing that Hongying had returned to the demon beast space, the surrounding monks were all vigilant, it seemed that they were very close to the murderer.
"Let's go." Elder Qingwei glanced lightly at the vigilant crowd and took in their expressions.
Because the cloud flower tree in this dense forest is tall and large, and there is cloud flower mist at the top of the tree, everyone can't fly with a sword.
The Cloud Flower Tree is mostly born in the place of vain death full of corpses and bones, its trunk is high and straight, and the top of the tree has a cloud flower mist that can stun the monk, and the effect of absorbing it is comparable to that of Hua Gong San, which will take effect immediately, so no matter if you are not sure, the monk will not easily fly on the top of the Cloud Flower Tree.
After collecting the sword, Elder Qingwei walked in the front, the middle were Yun Moyin and other disciples, and the last were the elders of other sects.
Yun Moyin walked in the middle, always vigilant, and at this moment, Lin Guanyin came up.
He looked at Yun Moyin, whose face was tense, and said softly, "Don't worry, I will protect you." ”
At first glance, Yun Moyin was moved when he heard Lin Guanyin's words, but now he only needs to protect himself, so Yun Moyin directly rejected him: "I don't need anyone's protection, and besides, this place is very dangerous, you better rest some." ”
As he spoke, Yun Moyin followed behind Elder Qingwei and stopped talking.
In the twilight, this cloud flower forest looked particularly gloomy, the ghost fire in the woods was bursting, a gust of wind blew, and the ghost fire swayed a little more, but fortunately, Elder Qingwei walked in the forefront, and took the lead in extinguishing the ghost fire with a sword, but no one knew that the ghost fire would rise from that place in the next moment.
These ghost fires are not simple ghost fires, but resentful ghost fires that can only grow after people die when their bones are buried in the ground that does not see the light of day, and after 10,000 years of changes and absorbing the resentment of the ground.
Whether it is a mortal or a monk, as long as it touches it lightly, it will instantly damage its body, causing it to instantly turn into blood water, and the effect is comparable to corpse water.
No, maybe it's better than corpse water.
However, these resentful spirits and ghosts had only appeared in the history books of the Streamer Sect before, and Yun Moyin never thought that he would one day see the real resentful spirits and ghosts.