Chapter 878: Tracking

"The three big brothers, the outside world, are all dream poison infection areas?"

This question was also mentioned when Wu Chong and the three brothers of the Zhang family met for the first time, but at that time, he didn't even go out of the valley, so he naturally didn't know the situation outside, so the question was relatively broad. At that time, Zhang Laosan's answer to him was that the world was too big, and he didn't know.

But limited to the vicinity of the bluestone workshop, these organized herb pickers know a little.

Sure enough, after hearing Wu Chong's question, Zhang Laosan replied.

"I don't know about other places, but outside our Qingshi Fang, it's basically this kind of area."

"There are also clean places, but that is an area where only the direct descendants of the Immortal Mansion can live, and we inferior people are not qualified to go there." Boss Zhang knew a little more, so he mentioned it in passing.

Wu Chong had a rough idea in his mind.

The area where the bluestone workshop is located is one of the few safe areas here. In the safe zone, there is a rune array arranged by the Immortal Mansion, which can guard the order and not be eroded by the dream poison outside, but the Immortal Mansion outside has no way to manage it.

First, the wild is too big, and secondly, it has no strategic value, so from the perspective of the Immortal Mansion, the wild is completely laissez-faire, and as long as they don't come to harass them, no one cares. This may also involve the struggle at the top, but it is not clear from Wu Chong's current perspective.

There are only two problems he is currently facing, one is the poison of aura, and the second is the poison of dreams. The poison of the aura and other 'human fur coats' should be solved after changing another layer. But it's hard to say about dream poison.

He didn't know what this so-called 'dream poison' was.

I thought it was made up by the origin-level bigwigs who passed through the ultimate gate, but now it doesn't seem to be like this. Because he will also be affected by the 'dream poison'. If this is still the case at his level, it must be the same for other origin levels, maybe it will be worse than him.

"The big people of the Immortal Mansion, what did they rely on to walk in the 'Dream Poison Zone'?"

Wu Chong recalled what he had seen in the valley before.

The monk who fought against the 'Golden Man' was free to walk in the valley without being affected by the 'Dream Poison'.

"That's the talisman."

Zhang Lao Er said.

"Talisman?"

Wu Chong remembered the talisman he had drawn in his mind. That kind of ghost painting talisman that sprinkles beans into soldiers and calls for wind and rain!

"The talisman is a product of the Heavenly Palace of the Immortal Mansion, which can isolate the invasion of dream poison." A hint of yearning flashed in Boss Zhang's eyes.

If he has the talisman of the Tiangong Hall of the Immortal Mansion, he will not go sideways to collect medicine in the future, and he will pick wherever he wants! At that time, he Zhang Boss was the king of medicine pickers, and he galloped with him in the wild.

"What are these things for, things that you can't touch in your life anyway, drink, drink!"

Zhang Laosan had no interest in this topic, and picked up his wine glass to end the boring conversation.

Boss Zhang also woke up from the fantasy of the 'King of Herb Pickers', and then also picked up the wine glass and drank it.

Qingshifang Lingshan.

The disciples returned with the roster.

It took him half a day to bring over a list of all the entrances and exits in and out of the Bluestone Workshop, which contained all the information on the homeless people during the time period required by the elders.

"So much?"

Wang Chenghai glanced at it and found that there were as many as tens of thousands of people entering and leaving the Qingshi Workshop in half an hour.

So many people are like looking for a needle in a haystack, and there is no way to find them.

"When it broke out before, it was due west." The emaciated Taoist reminded.

Although the time of the outbreak was short, it was still easy for a master of their level to track the general direction.

"That's going to be easy."

Wang Chenghai threw the extra roster back and grabbed one due west.

At this time, the number of people above was much less, directly reduced to about 1,000 people.

"A thousand people is still too much, and it's dawn after all the checks. And if the movement is too loud, the Dream Demon will definitely take advantage of the chaos to escape. ”

As the managers of the Bluestone Workshop, they naturally knew how chaotic this kind of place was located on the border. There are a mix of snakes, fishes, and dragons below, and there are some minions of other Xianfu factions who are organizing here. If there is a large-scale search, it is very likely to have a bad impact, and it will be reported to the Immortal Mansion by someone with a heart, and their management points will be reduced.

This is entirely possible, like Wang Chenghai, a second generation who has failed in the struggle, his enemies are staring at him all the time.

"Entering the Qingshi Workshop is Wang's material, can you let him run away?"

Wang Chenghai took out a round mirror from his chest, the back of the mirror was made of copper, engraved with special runes, and the front edge also had three circles of circular veins. The mirror body is flowing like mercury, and people can't even project their own images on it.

"Dust Heart Mirror?"

The emaciated Taoist was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Wang Chenghai to have such a good thing in his hand.

This dust mirror is a treasure produced by the Heavenly Gong Palace, and it can lock the traces of the dream demon. As long as there is a dream demon, you can use this mirror to search for it. Inside the Immortal Mansion, the Dust Heart Mirror has always been in short supply, and only some people with special relationships can get it.

"Why didn't you take this thing out earlier."

"Expensive!"

Wang Chenghai responded with a simple word,

I saw him leap forward. A flying sword appeared at the bottom of his feet, carrying him in the direction of the West Gate. Seeing this, the emaciated Taoist also hurriedly followed.

The cultivation of both of them is very high, and flying from the top of the mountain to the west gate is a blink of an eye.

After falling, the guards who were still dozing off were scared.

The images of these two are known to all the people who asked in Qingshifang. Occasionally, there are people who don't remember their appearance, and they all know the clothes on their bodies, the manager's uniform, not everyone dares to wear them!

"Big Man"

The guards were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, and they didn't dare to raise their heads. The captain of the guard was even more frightened, and he couldn't speak well.

In the face of people who can decide their life and death at will, it is not okay not to be nervous.

Wang Chenghai and the two of them don't have time to take care of these ants. After falling, Wang Chenghai first checked the roster magic weapon, and after confirming that it was this direction, he took out the dust heart mirror. Place the roster behind the dust mirror so that the two fit snugly together.

The roster is an introduction, and the dust mirror can help him quickly filter the breath inside.

The mirror slowly floated under Wang Chenghai's spell, and ripples appeared on the mirror's surface. The roster behind it seemed to be being scanned, and a large number of names began to flicker. When we reached a certain tipping point, the mirror suddenly lit up.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chenghai quickly took out a spirit stone from the storage bag and threw it in. As soon as the spirit stone entered the mirror, it was burned clean in an instant, and the flow of information became faster and faster.

The emaciated Taoist understood what Wang Chenghai meant by 'expensive' before.

A medium-grade spirit stone!

It's too extravagant, what kind of magic weapon is this, it is clearly the ancestor who burns money.