Ling Chen was walking in the village and looked back again at the tall watchtower behind him. There was obviously a pair of eyes on the fence watching him.
Ling Chen's face was as calm as ever, with no ripples visible. It was as if a small boat had left the stormy ocean and docked in a quiet harbor...
"...It's not the time yet."
It’s not time yet…
And one last thing...
Only after this last thing is confirmed can we truly judge what should be done...
so……
With a creak, the door opened. Ling Chen, with a white robe with a little gray on his body, stood like a ghost in front of Senior Brother Wang and his wife who were having dinner, with a cold tone;
"Tell me about the monster Chongli."
"all----"
"Junior brother, don't be persistent. I have already said what needs to be said. We can only wait until July 1st before sending back higher-level talisman messages to the sect. With our current strength, it is best not to offend the monster beasts.
Good distance”
Senior Brother Wang stood up and wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips. He seemed to have figured it out. He was no longer as dull as the previous few days and seemed particularly peaceful.
"Senior brother, if you add me, we can give it a try." Ling Chen also wanted to persuade Senior Brother Wang.
"Needless to say, it's useless to add you, because Zhongli has probably mutated into a mortal monster, and I have to be responsible for the junior brothers stationed in this village." Senior Brother Wang's attitude was very firm, and he could not refuse these cold words.
Ling Chen fell silent. It was getting late now. Behind the tight-fitting white robe, when no one was paying attention, the long black sword suddenly flashed a trace of scarlet light, briefly illuminating a dark corner of the hall.
Ling Chen silently returned to the guest room. Looking at the silent moonlight outside the window, he fell into great confusion for a moment.
Of course, all this confusion may be fully clarified tonight.
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In the dead of night, Ling Chen opened his dark eyes, without using any demonic energy. He listened quietly to the smell outside the door——
Senior Brother Wang and Xiao Li were breathing evenly, indicating that they were sleeping soundly. Perhaps in order to take care of this gentle and beautiful woman, Senior Brother Wang lived an ordinary life.
Quiet, very quiet...
I looked up at the window and saw that the night was getting darker. The wind passed by the distant hills and hurriedly emerged from the jungle, leaving only a confused look of coolness and a series of "rustling" sounds.
Ling Chen turned over and put his long sword on his back, pointed at the window and jumped out——
Under the dark night, except for the occasional calls of wild birds from the fields, there was only the rustle of the cold wind passing through the hills.
Ling Chen hunched over and squatted on the ground, carefully looking around.
The dark pupils reflect the surrounding distant mountains, nearby trees, jungles, and mounds, all hazy, as if covered with a veil. The night is not uniformly black, and the mountains and woods have different colors;
There are jet black, thick black, light black, light black, and black and gray like silver.
The whole body is shielded, and no demonic energy escapes. Ling Chen is now an ordinary person.
"call"--
Along with this cold wind, three spiritual consciousnesses of different strengths slowly swept across the entire village from the three tall watchtowers in the quiet village.
Ling Chen has calculated that the village covers an area of approximately 700 to 800 meters, and the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the early stage of gathering souls alone cannot completely cover it.
They were arranged in three directions, each monitoring the situation on one side, and then their slowly moving consciousnesses met in mid-air in the village and reported each other's information. With the three people's tacit cooperation, their consciousnesses could also monitor the movements of the entire village.
Ling Chen's half-crouched body remained motionless, disappearing into the darkness like a wooden sculpture.
Immediately, in the darkness above his head, a patrolling consciousness slowly swept across. When this invisible consciousness swept across the darkness where Ling Chen was, it paused.
Under the detection of spiritual consciousness, every plant and tree can feel something strange. This invisible spiritual consciousness seemed to find a little more black spots in the darkness. It stayed here in confusion and launched a more intensive carpet search.
Ling Chen held his breath and let himself enter the turtle-sucking state, and the black long sword behind his back trembled slightly.
"What's going on? Senior Brother Li, did something happen to you over there?"
Just when this dense spiritual consciousness was about to carefully detect Ling Chen, a sudden voice of inquiry came from the dark sky above Guye Village. It turned out that only two of the three intersecting spiritual consciousnesses were exchanging information in the center of the village.
, so a suspicious inquiry came from a watchtower.
"Uh, it's okay. I'll be more careful with my detection here." Then candlelight flickered in the watchtower closest to Ling Chen, reflecting the weather-beaten face of a smiling Taiyi disciple, looking towards the other two standing in parallel.
A watchtower responded.
"Senior Brother Li, there is no need to be so careful. Presumably, the monster Zhongli is still deep in the spiritual mine. There is no way that beast's fluctuations can be hidden from the three of me."
"Haha, that's true. Junior Brother Feng, how are you doing there?"
"Besides the cold wind, there is still cold wind. Alas, continue to monitor..."
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The invisible fluctuations of spiritual consciousness gradually faded away, and Ling Chen's dark pupils became even deeper. He stamped the ground hard, jumped a few times in the dark night, and disappeared into the depths of darkness——
Not relying on demonic energy, just the explosive power of the physical body. This is the advantage of the body-building monk. Without the demonic aura, he can still move freely.
"Wow!" The spiritual consciousness above his head came over again with the sound of wind. Ling Chen's body, which was moving at high speed, suddenly stopped and stood still. After the roughly swept spiritual consciousness went away, Ling Chen and several others
After jumping, he had climbed over the rock barrier deep in the village and stood in front of a huge dark mine. At the same time, he was also out of the detection range of the spiritual consciousness on the watchtower.
The dark night could not block Ling Chen's sight in the mine that exuded a hint of cold air. Without hesitation, he walked into the mine with steady steps.
Along the winding mine, there are narrow passages extending in all directions, leading to the mines everywhere. Following the cold wind blowing from the hills, I walked towards the depth of a passage. The cave walls were full of small holes.
The spiritual energy here is very strong, many times stronger than the ancient night village outside. If someone practices here, it can be regarded as a good place.
This mine, like most mines, extends underground. Half an hour later, Ling Chen arrived at the end of the mine in surprise. What blocked him was a thick stone wall with scattered rocks inside.
There was a crystal that emitted a faint light. Ling Chen knew that this was the spirit stone.
Ling Chen took out a shovel-like object from his storage bag. This is also a tool specially issued by the sect for mining. After the magic energy is injected into it, it can be easily inserted into the stone wall to remove the spirit stone.
Dig it out, and the spiritual stone is very conspicuous in the stone wall, so you are not afraid of being damaged.
Hearing a "dong-dong" sound, Ling Chen had already started to test the strength of the stone wall with a shovel. With his current physical strength, he didn't need any magic energy at all. The stone wall was very fragile in his hands, and he could dig in with just a little force.
Ling Chen was preparing to mine the spiritual stones embedded in the wall to see if this thin spiritual mine had produced rare mid-grade spiritual stones.
Sudden!
Ling Chen's firm skin felt a shiver of hair stand on end, and the hairs all over his body stood on end!
An evil thought quietly emerged from behind the wall and spread throughout Ling Chen's body——
Suddenly there was a feeling of being spied on in his heart. This feeling only lasted for a while and then disappeared strangely. But this also shocked Ling Chen. He suddenly thought of a question and listened to the exchange on the watchtower.
, that first-order demon beast Zhongli is hidden deep in the spirit mine, and "it" will be discovered in every move he makes.
no!
Ling Chen was very unwilling that his plan to dive into the depths of the mine veins would fail like this. He slowly dug out the spirit stones while thinking quietly. If he gave up like this, he might not have such a good chance to sneak in next time.
Entering the mine. Previously, Ling Chen had repeatedly asked Senior Brother Wang to take him into the mine veins to investigate, but Senior Brother Wang vetoed them all righteously.
After calming down, Ling Chen had some thoughts in his mind, but he was still very cautious. After all, what he was going to do was crazy, and he couldn't help but be careless. With his current strength, he might not have a good chance of winning against the mutant monster Zongli, whose details he didn't know.
, the evil aura just now silently retreated to the depths of the mine, so fast that even Ling Chen’s consciousness had no time to lock on it. It is conceivable that Senior Brother Wang and the others were worried about the monster Chongli and did not dare to confront it head-on.
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But Ling Chen is not without some trump cards. Perhaps the extraterritorial demon-forming ** that has broken through to the late stage of Gathering Spirits can play a special role in this mine.
In the dark mine, there were only a few sparse lighting stones dotted with faint white light. Ling Chen's consciousness reached out of his body and carefully searched where the evil thought came from underground and how it disappeared mysteriously. Could it be that
, is it really impossible to kill that mutated first-order monster in the later stage of Gathering Spirits?