"Sure enough, what you see on paper is ultimately shallow. According to the classics, after the soul leaves the body, it moves with the spirit and is inspired by the mind. Therefore, what it sees and hears will be different from the physical body. Now it seems that this has nothing to do with memory and attention.

Everything is related."

"Near the bedroom, there are familiar things everywhere, so the colors are clear and every detail is visible. Only when I get here do I realize that the outside world is dangerous."

Li Zhen thought of this and stared at a certain place specifically. The spirit body followed the habit of the physical body and made an action like widening its eyes. The place that he concentrated on became bright and clear.

But human attention is limited. When it is moved elsewhere, the original place becomes blurred again.

Li Zhen is like a person with night blindness walking with a dim lantern in the dark night. It is not easy to prevent the road from being slippery in the dark and afraid of getting lost.

"No wonder it is said that it is difficult for a soul to leave the body and travel far away, and it is even harder to return."

"The great monks are not floating close to the ground like me, but they are flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, wandering in the ether. While their mobility is greatly increased, the risks are also infinitely increased."

"But the spiritual sensing range and analytical abilities of the great monks are far beyond my reach, and the level of danger is actually about the same."

"Perhaps the only difference is that I can smell it and follow the trail."

"If there is a special spiritual fragrance used as a mark, the risk of traveling far away from the body can be greatly reduced!"

Li Zhen suddenly had an inspiration and thought of something.

Unknowingly, he came to the long street outside the north gate of the mansion, slipped into the alley opposite, and then stopped under the courtyard wall of a house.

"The smell is stagnant here, and it probably stayed there for a hundred breaths."

Although a short time had passed, Li Zhen still smelled the smell of many pedestrians here, mixed with various things, and even the servants he knew from the mansion were passing by.

After ignoring irrelevant clues, he quickly made a judgment in his mind: "Wei Du hid here, evaded them... and then walked this way."

Li Zhen walked around not far away and found traces of Wei Du climbing over the wall.

This time, he did not rely on any special talent, but directly sensed the trampled branches and soil in the grass with his spiritual consciousness.

At this time, the path formed by the smell becomes weird.

They folded and intersected, going back and forth several times, like knotted threads, forming a chaotic path.

Li Zhe patiently walked around to another nearby alley and suddenly noticed a special smell of wine.

"This is the smell of Senior Brother Zhu. He should have chased me here in the evening, but why did he go there?"

Li Zhen has known Sloppy Taoist for several years, and is of course very familiar with this smell. If others smell like various vegetation or animals, he smells like wine.

This man was a heavy drinker, but he was still friendly to him, so he smelled like wine.

It is not difficult to tell through the intersection of smells. Zhu Ming has found a trace and chased eastward with several guards, but Wei Du actually returned to the place where the smell was messy, like lines knotted together!

This was a bit unexpected. Li Zhen carefully sensed it with his spiritual mind and suddenly realized it.

"You are really cunning, you are actually deliberately misleading the pursuers!"

Turning back, the routes overlapped, but the shades were different. In fact, it was not difficult to distinguish. It was just that he had such an extraordinary talent, but others did not.

Even late stage Qi refining monks like Zhu Ming were misled and pursued the wrong direction like other searchers.

Li Zhen was secretly vigilant and continued to follow the scent.

Knowing that Wei Du might turn back again, he became more attentive to the overlapping places on the route, constantly sorting out clues and finding newer scents.

Finally, after drifting for more than five miles, Li Zhen successfully found Wei Du under the eaves of a house.

As expected, he changed into an unfamiliar face and huddled in a dark corner of the wall with his eyes closed to meditate.

Seeing this, Li Zhen couldn't help but think of the slovenly Taoist Brother Zhu, who wore tattered clothes all day long and wandered around drunk. People who didn't know it thought he was a beggar.

But in fact, they are training their minds and playing games in the world of mortals.

He can live without food, and can go without eating or drinking for a period of time without any problems. His body is strong enough to withstand wind, frost, snow and rain, and he is not afraid of diseases. Mentally, he does not care about worldly views. He cannot change his dignity, honor or disgrace. He is a truly extraordinary person.

To capture mortal spies, you can also search the entire city, check every inn and post office, order neighbors to supervise each other, and take the initiative to report any suspicious persons.

Ordinary people have to eat, drink, have sex, and pay various expenses. It is impossible to survive outside of society, so it is possible that the trap will be exposed.

But these methods can't help this kind of monk at all, because he just casually finds a place to hide in a corner, determined to only eat the bigu pills he carries with him, and does not communicate with others, so there is no clue at all.

The ordinary soldiers of Wangchengsi and City Patrol Guards were unable to release their spiritual consciousness and conduct induction, so they all made up the numbers. Moreover, Wei Du practiced the camouflage method that matched the disguise change. During Li Zhen's induction, he even lost his energy.

He looks so much like a real mortal that it is difficult to tell the difference from this aspect.

"However, no matter how clever your methods are, you can't change your taste."

Li Zhen came to Wei Du, floated around him a few times, and after confirming that he would not leave in a short time, he floated out of the house and walked back leisurely.

The imperial court of Xuanxin Kingdom was arresting spies, and the city patrol guards also put in a lot of effort, sending people to search and set up defenses at various street corners and important thoroughfares.

After all, we have to deal with the superior officials and let them know that the people under their command are doing their best. As for whether it is of any use, only God knows.

Li Zhen came to a tea stall and saw several city patrol guards wearing soap clothes similar to those of government officials sitting there to rest. One of them, who looked like a leader, even dozed off out of boredom.

Li Zhen ignored him, and his spirit body reached for the message paper talisman around his waist.

During the spiritual induction, the paper talisman becomes fluorescent due to activation.

The sloppy Taoist Zhu Ming once said that even if he is not popular, he is also extraordinary. He is talking about this kind of extraordinary thing passed down from the immortal sect.

"Boss, why do you smell burnt?"

After a while, the lazy patrolling guard suddenly shrugged his nose and said with a strange look on his face.

"Damn it, what's going on? Why did my paper charm get used up?"

The leader jumped up and hurriedly dumped his luggage.

"Enthusiastic people, report online..."

Li Zhen chuckled secretly, and his spirit body retreated, hiding his merit and fame.

…

In the royal city, Zhu Ming stood on a high platform and drank wine, his face full of confusion.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked down the long street, where a man was galloping towards him on a fast horse.

"Hush!"

Amidst the roar, the fast horse raised its hooves on the empty street. Driven by inertia, it took a few steps before finally stopping.

The rider was a military attache wearing leather armor and carrying a sword at his waist. He said loudly: "Master Zhu Xian, someone reported that the thief is hiding in a residential house to the east!"

"You actually ran to the east?" Zhu Ming's expression changed, and his body floated down like a big bird, "Lead the way!"

"Yes!" The military attache pulled the reins, turned around and galloped the horse.

…

During the tea time, several teams of warriors armed with crossbows quickly and secretly came to the nearby courtyard wall and occupied dark corners such as the bottom of trees.

The archers were in position, each occupying the high ground, ready to act at any time.

The cavalry team is behind, patrolling the outer circle, monitoring possible escape routes that the target may choose.

Then the infantry armed with spears or swords and shields entered the scene.

The biggest difference between these people and the servants guarding the courtyard is that their ranks are orderly, their advance and retreat are orderly, and their equipment is mostly long soldiers.

Because the enemies to be dealt with were Qi Refining monks, light armor was useless, so they all wore light cloth. However, each team must have an old pawn or a person who was good at using concealed weapons to carry dart shuttles and other items to serve as long-range firepower in case of a stalemate.

There are also a number of sword and shield players, holding shields made of ironwood spiritual materials. This kind of inferior magic weapon has extraordinary defensive power, and it is easy to jam the weapon when suffering a piercing attack. It can block flying swords and assassinations to a certain extent.

Move around.

In addition, two Qi Refining monks who were stationed in the city approached, holding formations on the east and west sides.

They are Cao Mang casual cultivators recruited by the imperial court of Xuanxin Kingdom, and deacon disciples sent by Tianyun Sect for training.

But they were not the real main force. After everyone surrounded the place, Zhu Ming jumped up and climbed over the walls, spreading his consciousness to the limit.

This time I came prepared, and it only took me a moment to discover something.

"Found it!"

The range of Zhu Ming's spiritual consciousness was obviously much larger than that of Wei Du. When he found the opponent, Wei Du had no reaction at all, which gave him a huge advantage.

Zheng!

The sound of piercing the sky was heard, and the sword came out like a dragon, with the force of thunder.

As the murderous intention emerged, the spiritual consciousness that came over suddenly changed, and Wei Du immediately opened his eyes in alarm.

In the crisis, the flying sword lying on the ground jumped up and successfully blocked with a bang.

However, Zhu Ming's attack was powerful and heavy, and he still stabbed him forward, piercing his right shoulder and even nailing his entire body to the wall.

At some point, a yellow cloud appeared.

The clouds and mist like miasma enveloped Wei Du's body, making Wei Du's whole body seem to be trapped in the fluffy clouds formed by the mist.

Bang!

In the violent explosion, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the wall.

Wei Du's internal organs were also shattered by the strong impact, he spit out a mouthful of blood and died on the spot.
To be continued...