After knocking the two disciples unconscious, putting on their clothes and disguising themselves as disciples of the sect, the two entered the Immortality Sect.
As soon as he entered the sphere of influence of the Immortality Sect, Ye Xiong immediately felt that spiritual consciousness was spying on him.
In the past, Ye Xiong was not so sensitive to this kind of snooping. He only knew that someone was snooping, but he didn't know who was snooping.
Now that he has reached the peak of the Golden Core, he can not only detect that someone is spying with his spiritual sense, but he can also discover the location of the spy.
This shows that his strength has been qualitatively improved.
The Immortality Sect has no mountain-protecting restrictions because there are five pavilion masters here, and each of them is half-step Nascent Soul cultivation level.
Looking at the entire Western Star Territory, no sect has such strength. Who dares to come to the Immortality Sect to retreat?
Not arranging protective restrictions is also a symbol of a certain strength.
Each of the five pavilion masters has a mission. Just like now, the one responsible for safety is the master of the Shentong Pavilion. The person who just spied on Ye Xiong's spiritual consciousness came from the Shentong Pavilion.
"Relax, don't let the other party find out." Ye Xiong saw that You Ming was a little serious and quickly asked her to relax.
Only then did Youming relax, just like two ordinary disciples returning to their master's sect. With so many disciples coming and going, the other party couldn't take a closer look!
Finally, the spiritual consciousness was withdrawn, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where should we find people now?" You Ming asked.
She was not as familiar with the Changsheng Sect as Ye Xiong.
"First go to Jiange to look for Jian Wuhen. If Ruan Meigui is caught, he will definitely be imprisoned in Jiange." Ye Xiong said.
The two of them immediately walked towards the Jiange site, and soon arrived at the site where the Jiange was located.
Both of them are disguised. There are thousands of disciples of the Changsheng Sect, so it is impossible for everyone to know them.
It was noon, and many disciples of Jiange were eating in the cafeteria.
"You wait here, I'll go to the cafeteria to see if Jian Wuhen is there." You Ming said.
"Let me go!" Ye Xiong stopped him: "You are a female disciple and it is easy to attract attention."
You Ming admired his wisdom. There were not many female disciples of the Changsheng Sect, so it would be easy for her to attract the attention of the male monks when she entered.
"I'll wait for you here, be careful."
Ye Xiong walked into the cafeteria and glanced around.
The cafeteria is very large, and the disciples of Jiange are the largest group, but most of them are practicing and have not come back for lunch, so the number of people is not large, only more than a hundred people are dining.
Ye Xiong glanced around, but there was no Jian Wuhen here.
He walked out of it and came to Netherworld.
"How's it going? Are you here?" You Ming asked.
"He's not here." Ye Xiong was a little anxious, and he made a very bold decision at the moment: "No matter what, I will use my spiritual sense to search all the sites in the Jiange Pavilion, so I'm not afraid that I won't be able to find him."
"You're crazy. It's easy to be discovered if you do this. If Jiannanshan is here, you will definitely be discovered." You Ming said anxiously.
"So what if he finds out, am I still afraid of him?" Ye Xiong snorted coldly and said: "Last time, Jian Nanshan was asked to explain the matter about the sword demon. Now he may not be in the sword pavilion. As long as he is not there, everyone will find out.
It cannot reach my spiritual consciousness."
Ye Xiong's spiritual consciousness is now unprecedentedly powerful, much stronger than that of monks of the same level, and no one can even think of discovering him.
"Okay, be careful." You Ming nodded, but other than that, she had no other choice.
Ye Xiong walked to the wall, found a hiding place, and sat down cross-legged.
Sitting cross-legged can bring out the best use of one's spiritual consciousness. If they really meet Jian Nanshan, the two of them are likely to have a spiritual war.
Nether is protecting the law by his side, because when he releases his spiritual consciousness, he needs to be highly concentrated. This is when his protection is at its weakest, and he is afraid that someone will take advantage of him.
Ye Xiong closed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness was instantly released, covering him in all directions.
Spiritual consciousness is similar to the radar of human technology, but it is more powerful than radar, because radar only searches for objects, while spiritual consciousness also has images.
Just like a radar with a sky eye, as long as he finds something suspicious, Ye Xiong can use his spiritual consciousness to concentrate and look closely at the suspicious thing.
If you look closely, the loss of mental energy is relatively large.
After reaching the peak of the Golden Core, Ye Xiong's spiritual consciousness became unprecedentedly powerful. As long as there was no special restriction to isolate the spiritual consciousness, nothing could escape the prying eyes of his spiritual consciousness.
In the Immortality Sect, the use of spiritual consciousness is absolutely prohibited, and privacy is very important.
Even if the five pavilion masters use their spiritual sense, they only use it to observe the disciples who enter the mountain gate. It is impossible to use their spiritual sense to spy on the place where the disciples live. Once discovered, this approach will definitely be a heinous crime.
Ye Xiong had no choice. Apart from that, he had no other choice. It was better than going alone and going from place to place.
Under the prying eyes of spiritual consciousness, Ye Xiong saw many different aspects of life, and people who were usually sanctimonious also had a petty side.
In some rooms, there were male and female disciples rolling on the floor and doing shameful things.
In some rooms, there are disciples speaking ill of others and discussing plans to harm others.
In some rooms, some disciples were taking out their magic weapons and watching.
There are people who go to the toilet, people who eat, people who practice, and everything.
Ye Xiong's spiritual consciousness swept through each room. Because he didn't know Jian Wuhen's room, he could only search them all in one round.
However, he could probably guess where Jian Wuhen's room was. It must be one of the best rooms among the disciples' dormitories.
Finally, the spiritual consciousness scanned the last room.
…
Jian Wuhen got up from the bed, stretched and relaxed his muscles.
He was getting ready to go out for dinner. As he walked to the door, he suddenly thought of something and walked to the table next to him, gently twisting the vase on the table.
There was a clicking sound, and a big hole suddenly appeared in the ground in front of me, with a ladder leading into it.
This is his private space, the darkroom he finally made, and his secret that even his parents don't know.
When he walked to the entrance, he suddenly felt as if someone was following him. He looked back and found nothing.
"Grandma, you're getting more and more neurotic." He cursed and walked in.
At the end of the stairs is a small room. Inside the room is a large iron cage.
Inside the iron cage, a woman was locked, her hands and feet were tied tightly, her body was covered in blood, her hair was messy, there were countless sword marks, some of them were not scarred, and they were still bleeding.
.
At this time, she was in a coma.
A soundproof barrier was placed outside the iron cage so that no sound could be transmitted.
Boom!
Jian Wuhen opened the iron door, then picked up a plate of water from the ground next to him, splashed it directly on Ruan Meigui's body, and poured it down from his head.
The icy cold water soaked through her clothes in an instant, waking her up from her daze.
"Hahaha……"
Jian Wuhen laughed loudly and said proudly: "Bitch, you are hungry. As long as you call Jiang Nan a bastard, I will give you food and water. Otherwise, I will make it impossible for you to survive."
, I can’t seek death.”
Ruan Meigui lowered her head, her hair wet and sticking to her face, showing no reaction at all.
"I asked you to speak, do you hear me?"
Jian Wuhen pinched her face, raised her head, and looked at her dirty face.
Pooh!
Ruan Meigui sprayed her saliva on his face.
Jian Wuhen wiped the saliva from his face, which was still stained with blood.
"Bitch, you don't know how to live or die, I will beat you to death..."