"If there's the demon's hair, maybe you can find his traces." Li Yanchu said softly.

"The method of the beginning of the Dao will be tracked?" The middle-aged mage of Lingxi Temple reacted instantly.

Li Yanchu bowed slightly.

Master Huizhen's eyes flashed with joy,

Immediately

He took out the strand of hair that had been pulled from the evil creature and handed it over.

It's really hair. Li Yanchu glanced at this so-called hair,

He found very dark, very fine, curly hairs, especially to certain parts.

Li Yanchu reined in his mind and performed the tracking technique recorded in the "Huangting Dao Sutra".

An invisible qi rose from the strand of hair and gradually converged in Li Yanchu's palm.

As tracking takes shape,

Between Li Yanchu and the owner of this strand of hair, a kind of induction was established in the dark, as if it was an invisible line.

Li Yanchu exhaled lightly and said with a smile: "It's done." ”

"Good, good, the Taoist is proficient in this kind of spell, this is the time when this evil animal should be punished, and the poor monk is willing to help the first Taoist master." Master Huizhen said.

Li Yanchu bowed slightly.

Turning to Bai Hongtu and said, "Then Lao Bai, you stay here, just in case." ”

Bai Hongtu said calmly: "Okay! ”

Thereupon.

Li Yanchu and Master Huizhen of Lingxi Temple chased them out, leaving the government officials and Bai Hongtu to guard here.

With the footsteps of the two, they quickly chased them out.

Whoa—

Half a day later, the two of them heard the sound of rushing water.

The faces of the two of them froze at the same time, could it be that this beast is an evil creature in the water that came ashore?

Water is an extremely cathode thing, which can block yin, and those who fall into the water will also be trapped in the mysterious water and cannot be reborn.

A lot of the water actually contains great horrors, but it is often unknown.

The rushing river in front of me was covered with a faint mist, deep and cold.

When Li Yanchu first chased here, he could still faintly see the appearance of the other side through the fog.

But as the two of them continued to go deeper, they went directly into the mountain along the river.

There is a lot of miasma and fog in the mountains, and not only the road under your feet has become rugged and difficult, but also fog has begun to appear around you.

At this time, apart from Master Huizhen beside him, Li Yanchu could no longer see anything else, and the visibility was extremely low, let alone seeing the other side.

In my ears came the sound of Si Si Suo, as if something unclear was crawling in the darkness.

It's as if a dense crowd of people whispers in your ear.

It is inevitable that there will be these strange noises in the mountains at night, sometimes it is the sound of the wind blowing, and sometimes it may be that something unclean is following you.

Li Yanchu was determined and had experienced many vicious battles, so he naturally would not be frightened by the calm atmosphere in front of him.

He kept holding that ball of qi in his hand, sensing the breath of the evil thing.

and Master Huizhen chased after them all the way.

Along the way, except for the necessary exchanges, the two rarely spoke, and their minds were focused on tracking down evil things.

After walking for more than ten miles, the two came to a precipitous existence.

The rocky road at your foot is wide and narrow enough for only one person to pass, and down there are steep cliffs, and then there is the rushing river.

This mountain road, the villagers call it a first-line cliff, and even the best medicine pickers dare not take this road.

In the past, many people would fall to their deaths on this first-line cliff every year, fall into the river and be swept away by the turbulence, and there are no bones.

Now, not only in the vicinity of Wuzhuang, but there are no medicine pickers in several villages, and they dare to take this road.

The mountain road at night is difficult to walk, and this cliff is very narrow, because of the heavy humidity, the feet are actually slightly slippery.

Fortunately, Li Yanchu is now a first-class martial artist, not only in terms of speed, reaction, strength, and body control, but also in all aspects, he is at the world's first-class level.

It is also as stable as a rock on this first-line cliff.

To Li Yanchu's surprise, this Master Huizhen was still following behind him unhurriedly with a heavy Zen staff in his hand.

Obviously, he is not weak.

After running so far on the mountain road, this Huizhen mage still had a steady breath and his face did not change.

Master Huizhen, who had been silent all the way, suddenly spoke: "Recently, a stone statue of Baxia appeared by the river, and the Taoist chief is from Weicheng, do you know the origin of this stone statue?" ”

Li Yanchu's ears were filled with the whistling mountain wind, as well as the sound of the rushing river like thousands of horses galloping.

However, the voice of this Huizhen Master still reached Li Yanchu's ears very clearly.

Li Yanchu didn't stop, shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

After half a ring, Master Huizhen did not speak, and fell silent again.

Li Yanchu couldn't help but turn around and glance at the other party with his spare eyes, confirming that the other party was indeed still behind him, and not stumbling and falling.

"This master asked this sentence and ignored me?"

He chuckled, continued to sense the aura of the evil thing in his hand, and walked forward.

"The poor monk knows." Master Huizhen's voice rang out again.

Li Yanchu's body paused slightly, and he turned his head and looked at this Lingxi Temple monk incredulously.

Master, this is showing off to me?

It's better to play with me.

Fortunately, he and Lao Bai have been together for a long time, and complimenting has become an instinct.

"Oh? Does the master know the origin of the statue? ”

"Not bad."

There was silence again.

Master Huizhen stopped talking, and Li Yanchu smiled bitterly: "Master, I don't know what the origin of that stone statue is?" ”

On the professional accomplishment of a proclaimant.

On this steep and steep riverside cliff, in the night filled with thick fog, the words still do not fall to the ground.

"I'm sorry Dao Chief, Fang is the poor monk who lost his mind, the stone statue under Naha is related to a cave blessed land, after tonight, the poor monk can explain it to the Taoist in detail."

Li Yanchu raised his eyebrows and bowed slightly: "Okay." ”

After walking for about a stick of incense on the cliff, the road under his feet suddenly became more narrow.

You can only walk close to the rock wall.

Suddenly!

Li Yanchu's ears suddenly came with vicious curses, desperate screams, and the sound of battlefield fighting, which was extremely clear.

It was as if something was staring at him naked in the fog around him.

There was a ghost crying wolf howling in my ears!

The aura of the Five Thunder Fa began to fill his eyes, ready to disperse the demons.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn sounded, countless grievances roared, and the whispers of evil ghosts all retreated.

It just stopped.

There was a soft golden light on Master Huizhen's body, which made people feel a burst of peace.

"It feels different to have a master in charge." Li Yanchu thought of it.

Roar –

A low roar suddenly came from the river, which was deafening, and it directly overshadowed the sound of the rushing river.

Roar –

Another low roar.

Li Yanchu moved, and looked at the river under his feet, what kind of monster is there in this river?

The power of Fang Cai's voice was not something that ordinary evil things could emit out.

(End of chapter)