The moon and stars are scarce, and the breeze is rustling.

The dusty street wrapped in darkness seemed to exude an inexplicable cold atmosphere, and the breeze rolled up pieces of palm-sized sycamore leaves, rising several feet high and low, rotating irregularly for seven or eight circles, and then falling leisurely.

The first pre-meeting lottery meeting of the "Treasure Tasting Meeting" has long since ended. Most of the Jindan monks who gathered here were still interested in participating in the main meeting, and most of them were living in the temporary cave at the western end of Luchen Street, while most of the monks who were just thinking of making a fortune and bumping into their heads returned to their respective outpost islands through the teleportation array.

Walking on the dusty street, there is a down-to-earth sound of "stepping" and "stepping" with rhythm and rhythm. He did not run against the wind, but just maintained the speed of ordinary people's walks and walked leisurely.

Blameless and thinking to himself. Didn't it mean that Yu Xuanzong had completed absolute control over the inner islands of Zhongqu Island? Even if he was as lawless as the Red Cloak Society, he was only intercepting and plundering in the barren sea, and he had to stay away from the scope of Yu Xuanzong's patrol of the island. Is it because he only has spiritual cultivation, which causes the other party to misjudge the situation, or is it because the things in his hands are too important to that person, so that he takes risks?

After the hat monk had exchanged the treasure and left for a few breaths, Gui Wuyi felt a faint qi machine sticking around him. You don't have to bother to tell the difference, you know that it was the person who used a false shot, pretending to leave, but secretly watching. It's just that he doesn't know how to blame and has clearly reached the limit of the spirit form realm, and the roundness and subtlety of the qi machine are not inferior to that of the Jindan monk. This level of probing is like holding a lantern and candle high in the night, and it can't be more dazzling.

If you want to hide the induction of blamelessness, unless it is a real person who is more than ten miles away, carefully probing with his divine sense.

The scenery on both sides of the dusty street, the palace buildings, the grass, trees, mountains and stones, the fallen leaves and flying flowers, gradually surging towards each other at a faster and faster speed.

Gui Wuyi's steps became brisk, faster and faster, more and more floating, as if this street was a wide river, and Gui Wuyi was one of the lonely boats going down the river.

Half an hour later, the quiet Luming Mountain Courtyard was in front of me. Blameless and retreated, striding into it.

Due to the fact that it has not been inhabited all year round, the Luming Cave Mansion has not arranged any decent magic circle. The day before yesterday, when he first came to this place, he also temporarily set up a three-return power array. But surprisingly, he seemed to have forgotten to open the magic circle at this time, and the middle door was wide open, so Shi Shiran went to the inner room.

The Lumingshan Annex, which is half a cave house and half a palace structure, is more spacious than ordinary residences.

Outside the quiet room, it can be clearly seen through the doors and windows. Gui Wuyi first lit a few pieces of spices, and then the sound of rustling seemed to be fiddling with the teapot and starting to boil tea. After a quarter of an hour, the sound of water gradually sounded, and the sound of the water flowing through the four watches, along with the aroma of tea leaves, seemed to flow in the air together.

After another quarter of an hour, it seemed that after drinking tea, Gui Wuyi closed the door, and after a while of the figure shaking, it could be vaguely seen from the afterimage on the window, Gui Wuyi sat cross-legged, looking like he was cultivating.

A hundred feet away from the door of this quiet room, there was a strange and eerie shadow shallow attached to the treetop of an old locust tree, quietly watching all this.

After waiting for half a pillar of incense, this ghostly and hidden person moved. After only three or four steps, his figure became fainter and lighter, shallower and shallower, until it was completely transparent, melting into the deep and infinite darkness of the night. Among the small supernatural powers that conceal their tracks, this hand can be regarded as extremely clever.

He walked briskly, but didn't make a sound. At the moment when his body completely turned into silence, he could vaguely see that his feet were still five or six inches away from the ground.

The monk was more sensitive to volleys, so he chose to walk as usual, but in order not to make a sound, he was not down-to-earth. This flying technique of a few inches above the ground is not clever in terms of supernatural powers, but it is old and spicy in terms of strategy.

Ten Zhang... Nine zhang....eight zhang...

Five-zhang distance.

This man is like a lion tiger that is dormant and hunting, and suddenly shows its fangs, and his right arm in a dark night suit suddenly turns into a red-hot soldering iron, and the whole body is red and diffuse, revealing the temperature that melts everything!

His whole body turned into a straight long sword and broke through the door, its speed was like the wind, its momentum was like fire, wrapped in the surging power of Dansha, and went straight to the meditation and vomiting.

At this distance, a Jindan monk personally attacked and killed a spirit monk. There is hardly any chance of surprises!

Gui Wuyi seemed to be unaware of the earth-shattering changes around him, still with his eyes closed, his hands on his knees, and sitting cross-legged.

It worked?

Just when his body was still three feet away from being blameless. The man suddenly felt ......

The world in front of me seemed to be unreal, and it was shattered in an instant.

This valley, this ashram, seemed to shatter like a blister. After the dream bubble, everything went back to the way it was, as if nothing had happened?

Right now. He was shocked to find that his body was weak, like a punctured ball, and suddenly it was in a state of air leakage. A feeling of inadequacy rose up, and he was about to fall to the ground.

He is also an old Jianghu, and he instantly understands that he has been calculated, although he can't understand what kind of calculation it is!

But he thought he still had a chance. The formless and colorless means used by such spiritual monks can only suppress themselves for a while at most. But he didn't believe that he could pose a mortal threat to Brother Jindan! As long as he struck a blow and killed the person in front of him and fled quickly, he would have a chance to heal his injuries. This game is still won by himself.

It's all just a flash of lightning. If there is a third bystander here, in his eyes, a shadow breaks through the door, raises his arms like a knife and goes straight to the meditating Gui Wu, and the whole process is done in one go...... Except that the shadow seemed to flicker slightly.

This man is not more than an inch away from his arm's arm!

Pierce hard!

And then....his arms, his body, pierced through the blameless body. With a thud, he felt the whole floor seem to stand up, touching his forehead, touching his nose, his lips. He finally realized that his calculations were more powerful than he had imagined. He can't hold it anymore.

His mind was still clear, even though it repeatedly sent the message that he had missed, that he had missed the strange methods of a spirit monk.

The footsteps of "stepping" and "stepping" sounded again. In a small study connected to the southwest corner of the quiet room, Gui Wuyi walked out slowly.

Although the person in front of him was dressed in black clothes and black boots, and masked with a black cloth, he knew it clearly. The man in front of him was the man who wore a wide hat during the day.

The voice of the innocent was calm and slow, and there seemed to be no trace of pyrotechnics: "One ninety-eight, one in seventy." Such coincidences are rare, and they were originally a good fate. It's not impossible to even take the opportunity to make friends. After the lot was drawn, they exchanged their favorite treasures, wouldn't everyone be happy? Do you see that I only have spiritual cultivation, and I think it is very easy to deal with, so I am greedy?"

The person lying on the ground tried to invoke Dan power several times, but he felt that Jin Dan seemed to be out of his body, and he couldn't draw any strength. He was silent for a moment and finally spoke, his voice hoarse: "You're right, I am..."

Gui Wuyi quickly interrupted him: "What I said is not right. ”

The man's blow knocked down the doors and windows, and at the same time, he easily extinguished the lights in the room. At this time, it was pitch black in the quiet room, and it was completely impossible to see the person's face. But from his flickering eyes, you can vaguely detect his surprise and surprise at this time.

Gui Wuyi said: "I have taken a fancy to that demon pill. Without hesitation, he went straight out and placed a heavy bet. You are a Jindan monk, the power of spiritual sense will not be weaker than mine, right? People who have lived for hundreds of years will not be weaker than me in their decisiveness and old habits. Then, you waited a long time before you finally got the signature. What are you hesitating about?"