Chapter 167 Quintiles

Five days later.

Eating and sleeping all the way, the two of them almost crossed the area actually controlled by the Hehuan Sect.

Even with Chen Mo's physical strength, it was a bit too much, but such high-intensity physical exertion made his boy's skill more stable.

Yao Li relied on one breath to hold on until now.

The two finally found some clues.

"Ahead is the Black Stone Forest. Judging from the behavior of this pulse-seeking rat, Feng Luo is probably hiding here."

After Yao Li put away the pulse-seeking rat, she looked wary and said thoughtfully.

Chen Mo was also looking at this black stone forest.

There are no monsters here, and it is a safer route from Yuanshi City to Hehuan Sect.

However, due to the special landform, it is a good place for killing people and stealing goods. There are rumors of casual cultivators disappearing here all the year round.

The reason why this place is called the Black Stone Forest is because the stone peaks rising from the flat ground are like sword mountains rising from the ground. They are intertwined. There are often a large number of gaps between the rocks, covered by weeds and jungles. There is only one

The path crosses it.

"here?"

Chen Mo looked around, also on guard, but had no intention of stepping forward to find out.

Yao Li knew that this disaster demon was completely unreliable.

After snorting coldly, she stepped forward alone.

Although Yao Li did not know this Feng Luo, she was one of the best disciples in the inner sect. Even if she fell to a lower level due to backlash, this Feng Luo would probably not be her opponent.

After all, it is just a century-old elixir. It is really ridiculous that he defected from the sect for this reason.

As long as you find him, no matter whether you live or die, your mission will be completed.

Thinking of this, even though she knew there might be danger ahead, she had no way out and walked forward step by step, with Chen Mo following closely behind.

The pulse-seeking rat kept making squeaking sounds to guide the two of them forward.

After a while.

The two of them actually saw a rotting corpse, dead in the weeds, and the squeaking of the pulse-seeking rat suddenly stopped, which made Yao Li's face change.

It is easy to judge from the clothes of the corpse that it is a male cultivator of the Hehuan Sect.

Judging from the performance of the pulse-seeking rat, this was exactly the person the two were looking for.

"It seems that this person must be Feng Luo. He was unable to return to the sect because he was poisoned. I don't know who did it, but he dared to murder my disciples of the Hehuan Sect."

As she spoke, she ignored the stench and carefully searched for the body, trying to identify the cause of his death.

"There is no storage bag. Judging from the cause of death of the body, it should be high-temperature burns from the Sanyang Sect, or fire-attributed magic weapons from other sects."

"Sanyangmen?"

When Chen Mo heard this, he recalled the Sanyang Sect information, thoughtfully.

The reputation of this sect has been increasing rapidly in recent years, and it has become vaguely the number one sect in the Leilan Kingdom, and is very powerful.

Yao Li looked grim.

"Hehuan Sect and Sanyang Sect have been hostile for a long time. The disciples of the two sects meet and kill each other. There is no need for a reason. This makes sense."

Although she did not know this Feng Luo, they were both disciples of the Hehuan Sect. When she learned that the other party did not defect, but died, she could not help but feel as sad as a rabbit dies and a fox dies.

"The storage bag he was wearing was probably taken away by the attackers."

It is different from the natural disaster victims who directly summon the storage space.

Once a natural disaster victim dies, the items in the storage space will also be recycled by the disaster world. The monks will carry storage bags with them and put the things they need to carry on a daily basis into them to reduce the burden.

It can be seen from this.

The level of development of the monk profession is already quite advanced.

Chen Mo shrugged.

"Now that the body has been found, do we still need to continue tracing it?"

"never mind."

After thinking deeply, Yao Li shook her head and said: "If it were normal, if we continued to investigate, we would definitely gain a lot, but now that the ancient secret realm is about to open, and the undercurrents of the five major sects are surging, we should be careful."

Although she is very interested in the things missing from Feng Luo, the most important thing now is to prepare the magic-inducing perfume as soon as possible, subdue this disaster, and use the technique of absorbing yang and replenishing yin to make up for her losses and complete this mission.

Trial.

in this way.

Yao Li took out a crystal ball artifact, recorded the corpse's condition, endured the discomfort, recovered the sect's clothing, and released the pink skull to return it to dust.

"Let's go."

After doing all this, Yao Li felt emotional.

"We monks, Chang Sheng Wen, are going against nature. We not only have to fight with heaven, but also with humans. Maybe one day, I will end up like this."

This sentence actually spoke to Chen Mo's heart.

Natural disasters are not like this.

In this barren and desolate world, it can be said that there is no grass growing. If low-level natural disaster victims want to survive, they can only continue to go to one world after another, act as mercenaries, and collect a small profit after completing the mission.

Even if he dies one day, he can't even leave his body behind.

Just when the two of them were about to go back.

Chen Mo suddenly thought of something, couldn't help but stopped, and his expression changed.

"wrong!"

In Yao Li's puzzled look, Chen Mo said vigilantly: "What the Pulse Seeking Rat is looking for is the elixir, not this corpse. The elixir is still nearby!"

When Yao Li heard this, her expression also changed.

Although her mission was only to investigate the missing disciples, and she had now completed her mission, she couldn't help but shudder when she thought that the monk who attacked Feng Luo was probably secretly peeping nearby.

"Since you are still here and haven't shown up yet, do you have to wait for my little sister to find you?"

The sound echoed.

Yao Li and Chen Mo watched their surroundings vigilantly, with serious expressions on their faces.

"Hehuan Sect?"

A figure, I don’t know when, was standing on the Sword Mountain.

Yao Li and Chen Mo, who were waiting carefully, couldn't help but hold their breath when they saw this person's clothes. Sure enough, he was from Sanyang Clan.

"wrong!"

Yao Li noticed something strange about the pulse-seeking rat, and her expression changed drastically.

"He doesn't have the aura of elixir on him, there are other people here!"

When Chen Mo heard this, he couldn't help but show vigilance and kept looking around.

When the Sanyang Sect monk who stood on the Sword Mountain heard this, he couldn't help being stunned, and then he was overjoyed and sneered.

"Hmph, Junior Brother Xiaoyang, since you are here, why don't you show up?"

A male cultivator hidden in a gap in a rocky mountain appeared calmly.

After noticing the elixir aura on this person, Yao Li immediately shouted.

"The bold thief dares to murder my disciples of the Hehuan Sect!"

The man snorted coldly and did not respond.

At this time, there was a wolf in front of him and a tiger behind him. He was in danger of escaping. He said calmly: "That Hehuan Sect disciple was indeed killed by me. If you want revenge, just come here."

"You two, please stop."

The disciples of the Sanyang Sect standing on the Jian Mountain stopped Yao Li with a loud shout, and Chen Mo jumped down after him.

Um?

Yao Li, who was about to bluff and try to escape from here, couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this. She noticed the weirdness in it and suppressed her thoughts.

This disciple of the Sanyang Sect actually took the initiative to bow to Yao Li and Chen Mo with clasped fists.

"I am Kuntai, a disciple of the Sanyang Sect. On the orders of my master Yang Yuanzi, I have come to arrest this evil disciple who has defected from the sect. Now is the time when the ancient secret realm is opening and the five major sects are working together. Fairy please do not participate in this incident.

Door matter."

When Yao Li heard this, her eyes lit up and she breathed a sigh of relief.

So it wasn't an ambush, was it just a coincidence?

This person is actually a true disciple of the Sanyang Sect.
To be continued...