In the wilderness, alone.

This should have been a sad thing, a young man dressed like a noble son, but he was humming a song, his steps were steady, and he was wading through mountains and rivers, without a trace of difficulty.

Jing Zichu had a reason to be happy, he ransacked a medicine garden and obtained a large amount of spiritual grass, as long as he found a black market to change hands, it was enough for him to refine the sixth layer of qi cultivation, and rise two small steps.

"The steward of the medicine garden probably thought that the spirit grass was really being suppressed by the demon beast."

Ning Hua Yuan is the property of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, he doesn't dare to underestimate it, even if he has the ability to kill all those slaves, he still plans slowly, and arranges the illusion of demon beasts raging.

It worked well, he successfully cleared the suspicion and played those people around.

Next, it was far away, and when Guangxiu Immortal Sect saw something, he also fled.

"Squeak Squeak......"

A fist-sized rat ran out of Jing Zichu's neckline, its fur was smooth, its eyes were blood-red, but it was shining with a smart luster, and its head was slightly raised, as if it was asking for merit.

"You have a lot of credit, and when it's safe to do so, I'll reward you."

Jing Zichu explained softly, the existence of bloodthirsty rats cannot be exposed, the cheapness of Guangxiu Immortal Sect is not so greedy, if it is discovered, one person and one rat will definitely die.

The reason why he took the risk was that his wealth was moving, he was barefoot, he had no other business, he thought about taking a risk once, and he ran away, and he would not be discovered after all.

"Ignorance and scattered cultivation are really bold."

Chen Sheng relied on the cultivation of the seventh layer of qi refining, pursued it, and after many twists and turns, he finally caught the culprit.

At this time, his Taixuan Breathing Technique was running to the extreme, and the breath on his body was completely obscured, like grass, trees and stones, inconspicuous.

Only a pair of eyes, through the mottled leaves, staring at Jing Zichu and the bloodthirsty rat, slowly calculating in his heart.

A sixth-layer gas refining.

A four-layer gas refining.

On the front bar, he has a good chance of winning.

However, there is no need to deal with such treacherous people, especially Jing Zichu, as a bloodthirsty rat, the beast master is very likely to sacrifice bloodthirsty rats and run away alone when there is a danger of life and death.

In terms of speed, he doesn't have an absolute advantage, so it's better to be a little more guarded.

"Mix the spirit to attract incense, and lead you into the urn."

Chen Sheng thought of a method, when he was learning alchemy knowledge from Xi Fu, he had seen a recipe that used several ordinary spiritual herbs, beaten into medicinal mud, and then roasted with fire, which would exude a unique aroma.

This aroma, like the aura emitted by the spirit grass when it is ripe, has a certain hallucinogenic effect, which makes people convinced.

After deducing Jing Zichu's route, he overtook in a bend, came to a leeward hillside, and concocted Lingyin incense, and roasted it over a small fire, and immediately a peculiar aroma wafted away in all directions.

Immediately, he found an inconspicuous stump, with grass on both sides, and lurked down, his body at the best angle for his sword, waiting to deliver a sharp blow.

"Huh? What smells. ”

Jing Zichu's nose twitched slightly, and he smelled the air, which was filled with a very comfortable breath.

"Squeak Squeak......"

The bloodthirsty rat ran out, jumping up and down, his blood-red eyes revealing excitement, gesturing with his hands and feet, pointing to the direction where Lingyin incense rose.

"You're saying there's a precious spirit grass hidden behind that hillside."

The royal beast and Jing Zi were originally figured out, he understood the meaning of the bloodthirsty mouse, his eyes lit up, the deep mountains are full of treasures, and it is not uncommon for cherished spiritual grass to be born.

"Squeak"

The constant beating of the bloodthirsty rat means yes.

"Okay, let's go."

Jing Zichu was full of interest, he was really lucky, first intercepted a large amount of spiritual grass in Ninghua North Garden, and then met the birth of spiritual grass, maybe his cultivation path began to become smooth.

One person and one rat, walking towards Lingyinxiang.

The closer you get, the more fragrant the breath of that rare spirit grass becomes, which makes people's hearts happy and unbearable.

"Let's go and see."

Jing Zichu was a cunning man after all, and he was getting closer and closer to his goal, but he slowed down and let the bloodthirsty rat take the lead, anyway, this was his spiritual pet, and he couldn't eat alone without his consent.

The bloodthirsty rat didn't know how to calculate, and after getting the consent of the beast master, he jumped up and down towards the back hillside.

All of this fell in Chen Sheng's eyes, he was unmoved, just quietly hibernating, coldly watching the bloodthirsty rat run away, and a pair of eyes were placed on Jing Zichu's body.

Jing Zichu was very cautious, but it was just a matter of nature, and he didn't find any traces.

The distance between the two is narrowing.

Near point.

Closer.

Chen Sheng lurked in the mountains, his head slightly tilted, the mottled leaves and grasses covered his hair color, and the iron sword was sticking to the skin of the mountain rocks, steady.

His eyes have always been sharp and firm, firmly locked on Jing Zichu.

He could feel that Jing Zichu's attention was drawn by Lingyinxiang, with greed in it, and Lingyinxiang's own illusionary effect at work.

It seems that soon, I can draw my sword.

"Squeak?"

At this time, the bloodthirsty rat entered the back of the hillside, and its body briefly left Jing Zichu's sight.

Then, it let out a stunned sound.

"Qiang"

Meantime.

The loud sound of the sword roared through the sky.

Chen Sheng drew his sword.

There was no rare spirit grass in the first place, and he knew that the bloodthirsty rat would definitely warn him when he discovered the truth, so he had been preparing.

A sword slashing the stars, trying its best to bloom with brilliance.

It seems to be far away, but compared to the distance between the earth and the stars, it is extremely close.

The blatant sword brilliance shone in the void, and the breath of the sword-wielder was very dim, and only one iron sword was raging, and he was strong and energetic.

"Traps? Damn it. ”

Jing Zichu reacted, but it was much too late.

The bloodthirsty rat was not there, and he couldn't pull it to block the sword, so he could only reluctantly, shrinking his head and retreating, trying his best to save his life.

Burst!

Chopping Star tore his muscles, from the position of the abdomen, obliquely, and on the right shoulder, the flesh was extremely deep, and it was visible that the white bones had left deep sword marks.

"Almost, I can be cut in half, after all, I am not a professional assassin."

Chen Sheng stared at the bloody scene and shook his head slightly, he was too righteous and bright after all, and he couldn't do it neatly when he started the assassination.

"I have no grievances with Your Excellency, why do you want to kill me."

Jing Zichu didn't know Chen Sheng's psychology, otherwise he would vomit blood, he hurriedly swallowed a lot of wound medicine, and then transferred back to the bloodthirsty rat and accompanied him, so he had a little sense of security.

After doing this, he looked at Chen Sheng with a frightened look.

The seventh layer of qi refining is against the sixth layer of qi refining, and he even engaged in a sneak attack, he was afraid of such a character.

With his current injuries, he will never fight if he can.

"The deacon of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect Medicine House is here to kill the thieves of Ninghua North Garden."

Chen Sheng shook the sword, and drips of blood fell, and his body stood upright, with an awe-inspiring meaning.