Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

From then on, Anle no longer dared to fly too high in the remote and uninhabited mountains and forests.

While flying downwards, Anle said to himself.

"When I have the chance, I still have to get a good flying sword and learn the sword-controlling technique."

******

Watching the number of foundation-building passengers in the cabin continue to decrease.

Dry Ice's beautiful eyes dimmed.

I felt a little anxious, but helpless.

Of course, she had no means to locate the Ghost-Faced Man and could only rely on her inferences in her mind to search for him.

In Qian Bing's opinion, the true identity of the Ghost-Faced Man must be a tall, mighty, and ferocious man.

It’s a pity that after looking around, I didn’t see any suspicious targets.

"what?"

Suddenly, Qian Bing noticed An Le's gradually receding figure and let out a light exclamation.

"This person's aura..."

She felt that the other person's temperament was somewhat mysterious, not like that of an ordinary cultivator.

But soon, Gan Bing shook his head, looking disappointed.

"He's too thin to be the Ghost Face Man."

The ghost-faced man wearing ghost armor is more than two meters tall.

It doesn't match this frail, pale-faced scholar at all.

******

Not long after.

The streets of Hongshan Town.

"A new store is open! We have a big sale on magic tools, buy three get one free!"

"Selling pills! Snakegrass Suoyang Pills, Xiaoyao Pills, Dragon and Tiger Strength Pills...all for sale at a low price!"

"Fresh monster meat, ten low-grade spirit stones per pound!"

"Maps, maps for sale! This is a map personally surveyed and drawn by Yun Tianzong. There are only 100 copies available. Sell while stocks last."

"..."

There are crowds of people here and a constant flow of people.

Various shouts came one after another, making the scene very lively.

An Le, who had restrained his breath, walked among them, not conspicuous at all.

He noticed that many shops had just opened, and some were still being decorated.

The vendors carrying goods on their shoulders on the street don't look like locals.

Many people had dusty looks on their faces.

Anle understood after thinking about it carefully.

Such a grand event as Taixu Palace recruiting disciples is bound to attract a large number of cultivators to Yuntian Domain, especially border towns like Hongshan Town.

With more people, there are more demands in all aspects.

Demand drives consumption.

Naturally, quite a number of people will be interested in this benefit and come to buy, sell and do business.

Anle took two glances.

I found that the prices of things sold here are extremely high and there is a mix of good and bad goods.

For example, 80% of the pills on the vendor’s shoulder pole are fake.

It can only be used to deceive some ignorant Qigong practitioners.

There is also the so-called "Yuntian Domain Map", which Anle was quite interested in at first.

But after using his spiritual sense to perceive it, he confirmed that it was worthless.

In contrast.

Or those female cultivators who exude the scent of cosmetics and wave and say, "Uncle, come in and play" are more real.

These signs made Anle give up the idea of ​​buying a flying sword.

He now has a little bit of savings, but he still has to be careful with his money so as not to be slaughtered.

Anyway, there will always be someone who will come to your door, right?

At this time.

A short figure passed by Anle.

Click!

Before the man could take two steps, a huge hand like steel had already firmly grasped his wrist, making a sound of dislocating joints.

"Uhhhhh!!!"

The other party screamed like a pig being slaughtered, attracting the attention of passers-by.

But after sensing the foundation-building pressure emanating from Anle, they immediately looked away, not daring to look any further.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"

The other party gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and put on an apologetic smile.

I groaned in my heart, how could this person be at the foundation building stage?

He took the risk because he saw that An Le had a subtle aura, looked delicate, and the material of her clothes was extraordinary.

Not only was he caught red-handed, but the person he encountered was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator whom he could not afford to offend.

"Ok?"

Anle originally wanted to tell the little thief to get away.

But his keen spiritual sense noticed something and asked.

"Are you from Hongshan Town?"

"Yes."

"Come with me, I have something to ask you."

Anle dragged the thief away from the downtown area and came to a remote corner.

Then, without saying a word, she lifted up his shirt.

The thief, sweating profusely from the pain, opened his eyes wide, and his face turned grim as he guessed a terrible possibility.

But he didn't dare to struggle or resist and could only close his eyes silently.

If I had known earlier, I would have been...

"What are you doing?"

Anle frowned and pointed at a mark on the thief's body with his folding fan and asked.

"What is this?"

On the opponent's abdomen, there is a small piece of gray scale three knuckles wide.

Like fish scales or snake scales, it looks a bit slippery.

Just now, Anle's [Demon Yuan Heart Cavity] shook slightly and produced a weak reaction.

Over time.

The demonic energy in his body could not be replenished and gradually dried up.

This mysterious power has a miraculous effect on physical deduction, and Anle attaches great importance to it.

The thief answered in confusion.

"Ah? This is a birthmark. I've had it since I was born."

"Birthmark... Are there many people in Hongshan Town with birthmarks like yours?"

"There should be quite a few. My father and mother have them all."

The thoughts of peace and happiness are turning.

These traces are obviously related to the power of the monster.

Could it be that the residents of Hongshan Town have the blood of demons flowing in their bodies?

Anle continued to speak, trying to learn more information from the other party.

******

at the same time.

The peak of Yuntian Domain.

On the high attic.

Two monks in white robes were standing still and looking into the distance.

Standing in this position, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Yuntian Realm, which makes people feel the grandeur unconsciously.

“What a stunning sight!”

Looking at the flying boats approaching in the distance and the endless stream of monks, one person sighed with emotion.

"I haven't seen such a scene for a long time."

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Since the death of the old sect leader, the Yuntian Sect has been declining. I don't know when it will be able to return to its peak."

The other person spoke seriously.

"Master, it's almost there, it's almost there!"

The Yuntian Sect itself is slightly different from other sects.

It was founded by an elder of Taixu Palace hundreds of years ago and has continued to grow.

Although the elder did not actively use the connections and relationships in Taixu Palace, his existence itself is the most valuable resource of Yuntian Sect.

In just a hundred years, several cities sprang up and many people from other places migrated here.

As a result, the Yuntian area is not large, but the cities are relatively densely populated.

The total population is almost the same as that of some sects with huge territories.

There are also some people who like to gossip and call the Yuntian Sect "Little Taixu".

This is enough to show its deep connection with Taixu Palace and its special status.

But the good times didn’t last long.

The elder died when he was about to break through the realm.

Death is like a lamp going out.

The Yuntian Sect lost its biggest backer and began to decline rapidly.

It feels like the sun is setting in the west.

But despite their decline, the monks of the Yuntian Sect still have considerable pride and high aspirations, and are attempting to recreate their former glory.

The selection of the location for the Taixu Palace trial was also one of their efforts.

"Seniors from Taixu Palace, how many days will it take for them to arrive?"

The leader of the Yuntian Sect asked softly.

In the path of cultivating immortals, the one who is accomplished can be the teacher.

Although he is the leader of a sect, it is only natural for him to respectfully address the cultivators of Taixu Palace as "seniors".