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

In the river, the baby's bones were swept away by the current.

More and more dark red shadows appeared at the bottom of the river.

It looked as if the dark river was dyed red.

Anle stopped and frowned.

He temporarily ignored the remaining fleeing demon cultivators and shouted loudly.

"Everyone, be careful of the leeches jumping out of the river!"

"They will control the minds of the monks."

After saying this, Anle picked up Ji Zimo beside him and headed towards the depths of the dark river.

******

Wow – Wow –

Wow…Wow…

The sound of water gradually became noisy, interspersed with disturbing cries.

After taking a few healing pills, Ji Zimo's condition improved a lot.

He couldn't help but ask.

"Why did you save me?"

"smoothly."

Anle is concise and to the point.

Although the dark river still underwent changes.

But compared with the deduction, it is obviously much weaker.

He also couldn't be sure whether Ji Zimo's death would have any impact now.

Just keep it with you first.

Of course Ji Zimo wouldn't believe this answer.

After a long silence, he turned his head and uttered something in an extremely cold and harsh voice.

"Thanks."

Ji Zimo added.

"But don't get me wrong. I won't be grateful to you and obey you just because you saved my life."

"If you have any purpose, you might as well say it as soon as possible."

Anle was too lazy to pay attention to him and crushed two quietly wriggling leeches to death.

I observed it by the way.

Compared with their counterparts outside the dark river, their aura is much stronger, but compared with those in the deduction, they can still be easily solved.

"In this way, those monks should not lose control too much."

According to the memory in the deduction.

It didn't take much effort for Anle to reach the source of the underground river.

An extremely fat and bloated "big snake" is lurking here.

"Is this the Dragon King that the villagers are talking about?"

Ji Zimo, who got down from Anle's shoulder, was in a strange mood.

This is not a dragon, nor even a big snake, it's just a huge leech.

Ugly, bloated, and smelly.

It is constantly splitting into tiny offspring and flowing into the underground river.

But right beneath its body, countless heads were piled together.

They are all babies under one year old.

In addition to this small village, couples from other places in Yuntian Territory would also come to the Birth Bridge to offer sacrifices.

Thinking of this, Ji Zimo smiled sarcastically.

Anle jumped up, Shenlong fell down, and the leech was immediately cut open.

"hiss--"

It wailed weakly, but its body could hardly move.

Only numerous offspring rushed in one after another, but all of them turned into nutrients for the blood flames.

The combat power of this leech itself is very weak.

Not even as good as the group of demon cultivators just now.

At this distance, the fragments of the jade tripod in Anle's storage bag responded faintly.

"Do the fragments attract each other?"

Anle seemed to be thinking about something.

He quickly found the fragment inside the leech.

It was stuck in a pool of rotten meat, but still exuded a unique spiritual aura.

Anle was excited: "The second one."

He took out the fragment and took out the piece from the storage bag.

put it together.

As soon as the two pieces of jade tripod fragments came into contact, they merged together, becoming indistinguishable from each other, and spiritual light flowed.

There is not a single crack on it, which is quite magical.

Ji Zimo looked at it with envy, but had no intention of competing for it.

After getting the fragments, Anle turned around, set fire to the rotten corpse, and left quickly.

Chapter 121 Too Far Away from Us

Looking at Anle's departing back, Ji Zimo was slightly stunned.

He originally thought that after obtaining the fragments of the Jade Tripod, the other party would start to deal with him.

Unexpectedly, Anle left so cleanly and neatly, as if... saving his life was really just a matter of convenience?

Ji Zimo opened his mouth with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Next time we meet, I won't let you ignore me..."

To be honest, he has always believed that he is the top talent among the younger generation.

But after seeing the strength of the Ghost-Faced Man, Ji Zimo had to admit that the other party was much better than him.

He felt somewhat unwilling, but at the same time, he felt a strong desire to win.

Moreover, this was the first time that Ji Zimo had received kindness from a stranger since he was a child.

This first time was deeply engraved in his mind and he could never forget it.

******

Not long after.

The monks from various sects and independent practitioners finally resolved various crises along the way and arrived here, but they only saw a huge charred corpse engulfed in flames.

They are bound to feel frustrated.

"Damn it, I'm still a step too late!"

Someone sighed softly.

"As expected of a ghost-faced man..."

******

Same day.

It was almost noon.

Zhang Lang and Jiang Yulan arrived at the gate of a town early and waited quietly for Anle's arrival.

After what happened at the banquet that night, both of them were convinced by Anle.

They also discussed a plan to act together.

Without revealing his identity as the Ghost-Faced Man, Anle's strength was not that strong, and he was only above average among those participating in the Foundation Building Trial.

Two more companions are always better than two more enemies.

"Brother Lu is really slow, could it be possible that... you have encountered some enemy?"

Seeing that Anle had not arrived yet, Zhang Lang frowned with some worry.

Jiang Yulan looked relaxed: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Lu is not an ordinary person, he is very powerful, even the Puppet Daoist can't do anything to him, how can ordinary people dare to cause trouble to him?"

"That's true."

"It's a pity that the old beast escaped."

Zhang Lang sighed, feeling a little unhappy.

At this time, an ordinary-looking cultivator nearby spoke up.

"Is the Daoist friend Lu you are talking about the Jade-faced Scholar Lu Bin?"

"Exactly."

The casual cultivator sneered and said with disdain.

"Oh, I think he is just a man who is seeking fame and fortune."

"I'm just lucky. I happen to have the means to control the human puppet."

This person also participated in the banquet last night.

But his attitude towards the Jade-faced Scholar is completely different.

Afterwards, many people came to their senses and found the disintegration of the human puppet to be very strange. Coupled with some jealousy, they spread this rumor.

What's more, there are rumors that Lu Bin and Puppet Taoist are in the same group and this is a self-directed and self-acted drama.

Zhang Lang was so angry that his eyebrows raised.

"you!"

He was about to retort when another monk passing by came over and asked with narrowed eyes.

"May I ask if you are Brother Daoist Zhang Lang?"

"…Who are you?"

The man was wearing a valuable robe, had a distinguished temperament and a gentle attitude.

"I am Pang Yuan, a guest official of Jiugongyuan. We met last night."

Jiugongyuan?

The expression of the casual cultivator changed slightly.

This is also one of the famous top sects in the vicinity, and its overall strength is similar to that of the Yuntian Sect.

He dreamed of joining such a sect.

But soon, he heard Pang Yuan chuckle.

"I came here this time just to ask where Daoist Fellow Lu Bin lives so that I can visit him someday."

This is clearly an attempt to make friends and recruit people.

People like the Jade-faced Scholar, who have certain strength but are not as good as the first-tier cultivators, are all within the scope of observation of various sects.

How could the casual cultivator not understand?