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

Anle smiled gently and restrained his aura, becoming no different from an ordinary scholar.

Led by the waiter, we walked towards the room upstairs.

Wait until his back disappears on the second floor.

The silent little building finally came back to life.

"He, he is also building a foundation?"

"I really can't tell! He looks too young."

"Maybe... it's a disguise."

"And I feel that this is more terrifying than the ordinary foundation-building aura?"

People talked in low voices, not daring to talk too much, and quickly changed the subject.

Don't be fooled by their big talk and casual comments on geniuses like Qian Bing, because in fact they are just practicing Qi.

When they really meet strong people who have established their foundation, they become more honest than quails.

Among the guests, Du Fenghua's eyes lit up slightly.

"If it's a foundation-building cultivator, then he should be able to..."

******

Come to the guest room.

Anle is not in a hurry to rest, but to release the suppression of hearing.

Slowly, various subtle noises around him, including the vibration of the ground, other people's breathing, shouting on the street... began to enter his ears.

This process cannot be too fast.

Otherwise, excessive information will cause certain damage to the brain.

That is to say, Anle dared to do this after several deductions in his brain and relying on his spiritual consciousness after breaking through the foundation.

Spiritual consciousness is like a precision instrument.

Quickly and effectively remove unnecessary noise and leave only the sound of people talking.

Anle naturally would not completely believe the one-sided statement of the little thief Wang Dong. Only the information that has been verified many times is credible.

This process lasted about ten minutes.

Anle stopped only when he felt a dull pain between his eyebrows.

He took a pill of Qingxin Pill and let the medicine nourish his mind.

At the same time, the collected information is analyzed.

He was basically certain that the rumors Wang Dong had mentioned were true, but because of the arrival of Taixu Palace, not many people cared about these trivial matters.

If what Lao Mo said is true, this might be... a good opportunity to gain the upper hand.

There are still eleven days left before the scheduled start of the trial at Taixu Palace.

During this period of time, I have nothing to do.

It is better to investigate the situation first.

Of course, the time spent on deduction must also be utilized well.

******

evening.

It's getting dark.

The number of pedestrians on the roads in Hongshan Town has only increased and not decreased.

The powerful aura of a cultivator is everywhere.

Sometimes you can encounter foundation building that is rarely seen in normal days.

There is a prerequisite for Taixu Palace to recruit disciples this time, only practitioners below the Jindan level can participate.

Although it was not directly stated that cultivators in the Qi training stage were not qualified, everyone knew that if one did not even have the combat power of the foundation building stage, it would be basically impossible for them to be noticed by the Taixu Palace.

It would be more realistic to try to join other sects.

At this time.

An Le stayed away from the noisy crowd and came to a secluded place with few people.

Here, there is an ancient City God Temple, located at the outermost area of ​​Hongshan Town.

There is a small woods around it.

The place is overgrown with weeds and quiet.

Most people probably can’t find the temple hidden there.

The walls of the Chenghuang Temple are tall and the structure is solid and stable.

You can vaguely see its former glory.

However, the red paint on the two columns supporting the house had long since fallen off, and even the coiled dragon carved on the eaves had broken off, leaving only a small half.

It's already deserted and lonely.

Anle heard that some people said that the statue wandering at night was the City God, so he came to find out.

He continued to go deeper.

squeak-

Push open the old wooden door.

A stale smell hit me in the face.

For someone with keen senses like Anle, it was a disaster.

The temple is full of dust, not to mention being cleaned, it seems that no one has been here for a long time.

Anle was confused.

"Why does this place have a city god, and why did it decline?"

"Is it because of the Yuntian Sect?"

The City God is the god who protects the city.

In this world where gods and ghosts coexist, it doesn't seem surprising even if such gods really exist.

But since Anle traveled through time, he has traveled through various areas.

No one in either Akabane Manor or the Banshan Sect had ever seen a similar existence, and had never even heard of any related legends.

After all, the methods used by immortal cultivators are already divine in the eyes of many mortals.

It is difficult for gods in the traditional sense to find a basis for belief.

"Or is there a way to become a god through incense and wish power in this world?"

Anle was thinking while carefully observing his surroundings.

Even though he felt that everything was normal in his spiritual consciousness, there was always something indescribable weirdness in his heart.

******

Not long after.

Anle walked into the main hall of the City God Temple.

Empty! Empty!

The footsteps hit the ground, making a hollow echo.

Looking up, he saw an extremely tall statue overlooking him.

The image of the statue was not quite what Anle had expected.

It was actually wearing a Taoist robe, a jade crown on its head, and a long sword fixed behind it, creating a visual effect similar to "floating".

He looks exactly like an immortal cultivator.

He was just given the title of "City God".

The statue is made entirely of bronze, and there may have once been a layer of gold on the surface, but it was probably scraped off by someone.

Now it looks bumpy, uneven and has traces of rust.

Its facial features are very majestic, and its eyes are wide open.

Being stared at by it in this enclosed space is extremely oppressive.

Maybe he was a generous man in the past.

Just now...

Even the temple where he was worshipped was almost abandoned.

Anle felt inexplicably emotional.

But no matter how you look at it, this statue is just an ordinary object. It does not have any spiritual fluctuations, and there is no smell of evil.

Anle made a judgment in his heart.

“The statue that roams at night should not be this one.”

According to Wang Dong, there are stories of statues of gods wandering around at night in many places in the Yuntian Territory.

It's normal that you don't hit it exactly.

When Anle was about to leave.

Suddenly, Xiao Xiaohong's words came to my ears.

"here."

The graceful figure of the woman in red appeared behind the statue at some point.

There is a different color on the little face.

Anle followed quickly.

At the same time, the smell of alcohol entered his nostrils.

"Where's the wine here?"

Before Anle could figure this out, a rude and impatient voice rang out from the small space behind the statue.

"Hey, little brother, what are you sneaking around for?"

Anle was startled and his hair stood on end.

The ghost armor almost drilled out from under the skin, showing its strongest fighting state.

In this corner, a little old man suddenly appeared.

He was short and unremarkable.

The tattered linen clothes gave off a smell of rotten wine.

His hair was as messy as a bird's nest.

Anle narrowed his eyes, spiritual energy circulated in his body, and he was ready for battle.

During such a long time, his spiritual consciousness did not even detect the other party's existence!

Sensing Anle's hostility, the man's scalp tingled and he said.

"Don't be nervous! Don't be nervous!"

"I'm just hiding here to drink a few glasses of wine. I don't mean to bother you, hiccup~"

As he spoke, he burped, as if to prove his innocence.

That's when.

Outside the City God Temple, there was a sudden surge of powerful spiritual energy.

Chapter 111: Ghost Face's Fierceness Becomes Famous