Chapter 347: Probe

Hao Ruoyan was sent away, Zhou Shumo thought about it.

While he was in retreat, Xin Lao and Hao Ruoyan endured a lot of torture for him. As cultivators with distinct grievances, Zhou Shu must bear the responsibility and cannot escape.

If Zhou Shu is selfish and doesn't care about anything, he will leave with the best magic weapon and go away naturally. The result will never be good. Not to mention that the heart is damaged, and there is a limit to repaying others. Sister Hao If you see him so selfish, I'm afraid you will tell him that the magic weapon is with him, it is really a place for death.

Everything has a beginning and an end, conforming to cause and effect, rewards for gratitude and grievances, peace of mind is good for cultivating immortals and gaining the Tao. You have to bear the things you cause yourself. Although you will encounter many difficulties and dangers, the road to immortality is already full of tribulations. It is the cultivator who should overcome all obstacles and overcome all difficulties to obtain the road.

He will not regret the decision he made, but how to proceed requires serious consideration.

At night, Zhou Shu went down the mountain calmly.

After the best magic weapon was born, and the world’s vision appeared, the defense in Lingyu City was strengthened a lot. The security formation in the city opened several floors. There were three cultivators patrolling day and night, and even the cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage participated in the defense. Strict defense has not stopped until now. Under such circumstance, it is hard to imagine that those few worshippers can leave the city without knowing it. If they are still alive, they must be in the city.

As long as he is still in the city, things will be much simpler. Zhou Shu intends to investigate from the hut of the dead in the East China Sea. He believes that Mr. Yi Xin's wisdom will not be caught with one's hands and should be able to leave any clues. Even if there are no clues, going there is a big help.

Zhou Shu at this time. Did not wear Liuxiazong's vestments. The figure is a lot taller than before. He has also grown a lot stronger, with three centipede-like scars crawling on his face, from the tip of the forehead to the corner of the mouth, from the left ear to the right ear, criss-crossing, ugly and fierce.

I am afraid that no one will recognize him.

Most cultivators don’t need to be disguised, and it’s not difficult for others to recognize themselves. For example, Zhou Shu is now. He didn't use any special disguise techniques, but cleverly combined Mu Yin Jue and Mu Si Jue. The wood auras gathered and formed and merged into roots, forming a lifelike scar on the face, and surrounded the whole body, making oneself taller.

These hands, paragraphs, will not affect his actions, but they can make the divine consciousness inferior to him, and the practitioners who can't make the wooden yinjue cannot see it at all.

Zhou Shu walked slowly on the street, letting out his spiritual sense, and probed back and forth around the hut of the Donghai Wastes.

He is very cautious. Because near the hut, three repairs are watching. Surprisingly. They are all cultivators of Hongyezong, and Deng Yizhou is among them.

"Give me attention!"

"Here is the point. Never relax. Keep an eye on everyone who wants to go in!"

Deng Yizhou yelled at the cultivators on the side, and his consciousness swept around.

His consciousness also fell on Zhou Shu, who was far away from the hut, but he only glanced at it and turned his head in disgust. Such an ugly person, who didn't know where he came from, plainly stained his eyes.

Zhou Shu wandered around in a pill pharmacy, but his divine sense had been scanning the formation around the hut, looking for a way to get in.

Before long, a smile appeared on his face.

"Earth-sand-flow wind gusts, a pretty good warning formation. Countless invisible sand particles are suspended in the wind currents. They are densely packed. As long as anyone touches one, the sand in the formation will gather together to wrap the cultivator. Warning."

This type of formation is not common, and the layout is very troublesome, but Zhou Shu happened to have learned it, and it was taught by Zhao Yueru, a master of the formation, and he also knew how to avoid it—requiring precise spiritual power control. The wind flow is reversed to divert the sand particles so that they can be entered without being noticed.

Zhou Shu looked at a gap, and when several divine senses passed by, his body suddenly moved.

With the help of Fenying Escape Jue, the speed suddenly increased to the extreme. When no one noticed, Zhou Shu had already passed through the formation and fell directly into the cabin.

Although the Shadow Breaking Technique was an evil technique for cultivation, until now, Zhou Shu had not found a substitute, it was really suitable for him. The tactics do not have to be good, but they must be suitable.

After entering the hut, Zhou Shu didn't stop, and quickly pressed against the wall, Mu Dun Jue used it, and almost merged with the wooden house. Then, he looked around.

The familiar cabin seemed to have the breath of an old man, and the things inside were very neat, and seemed to be no different from before. Zhou Shu's spiritual consciousness was divided into thousands of strands very carefully, and he looked up carefully.

"There is no trace of hands-on here. Obviously, the enemy is much stronger than Old Xin. He must be a Golden Core Cultivator. Except for the three swords, it looks like nothing is missing... right, what about the recliner?"

Mr. Xin had always been sitting on a recliner. Zhou Shu knew this very well, but he couldn't see the old recliner here.

"Could it be destroyed?"

Zhou Shu frowned, and soon found the answer.

It was really destroyed, and there were some dusty sawdust remaining on the ground, which seemed to be crushed by a powerful force.

Zhou Shu seemed to see such a picture. Old Xin was sitting in a recliner, and suddenly the enemy came in. He shot without saying a few words. The huge pressure of the Golden Core Realm was moving towards Old Xin. After pressing down, he was directly overwhelmed, and the reclining chair was also crushed into powder, and then Mr. Xin was restrained, and the enemy rummaged in it, but did not find the best magic weapon, so he took Mr. Xin away.

"No, look for it again."

After guessing what happened, Zhou Shu still did not give up, and his actions became more detailed.

Painstakingly, the sky is worth it. In the corner of the wall, Zhou Shu found a small hole. The small hole is no more than the thickness of the chopsticks, and the hole seems to be newly opened.

The spiritual power penetrated several feet deep, Zhou Shu was slightly stagnant, and gently took out a thin bamboo stick from the hole.

The bamboo stick Yanse is ancient, it was left from the recliner. Most of the old Xin knew something was wrong. He left a bamboo stick on the recliner and threw it into the wall as a warning.

"Dianyu Mountain and..."

There are four characters written on the bamboo stick, and the handwriting is exactly the same as the inscription on the horrified salamander sword, obviously written by Mr. Xin.

Zhou Shu suddenly understood that, just like he and Hao Ruoyan had guessed, it was Dian Yushan and Luo Ming who took Xin Lao away.

"It's fine if you are sure."

Zhou Shu put away the bamboo stick, thought for a while, opened the cave, and dived down.

When the cave was opened, aura continuously poured out from the entrance of the cave, it seemed that some mechanism had been activated, but Zhou Shu seemed to have not noticed at all, and looked disapproving.

But when he landed, he quietly took out an object and threw it to the corner.

The refining room in the cave is the same as it used to be, there is no difference, except that the Qihai Qijie Sword has disappeared, and it was taken by Dianyushan and the others.

As he was about to continue his investigation, a loud shout came from overhead, "Who dares to come here!"

With the shouts, the three cultivators fell down and surrounded Zhou Shu firmly in a triangle shape. To be continued.