"Haha! This little lady is so beautiful, come and make me smile."
Just when Dongfang Zimo and the others had not gone far, the loud laughter of a big man suddenly came from behind.
The people around were also attracted by the movement there.
Dongfang Zimo frowned and suddenly looked back.
I saw four or five big men surrounding a woman in purple, teasing her with evil eyes.
Ziyun, who was surrounded by others, still had an expression on his face, and when he saw Dongfang Zimo's gaze, he just snorted coldly.
A big man couldn't bear it and wanted to attack Ziyun.
Ziyun's face turned stern, and he raised his foot and kicked the man away.
When the other companions saw this, they rushed forward angrily.
They were all beaten to the ground by Ziyun two or three times, wailing and screaming.
Dongfang Zimo, who originally wanted to help, had to stop when he saw this situation.
Seeing Ziyun's cold eyes glance at him, Dongfang Zimo just smiled bitterly and continued moving forward.
The three of them came to an inn.
The waiter came up to greet me very enthusiastically.
Dongfang Zimo asked him to prepare three guest rooms and then followed the waiter up the stairs.
The three of them are all cultivators and have already abstained from grains, so no food or drinks were arranged.
Dongfang Zimo was assigned a private room, which was relatively quiet and suitable for practicing without being disturbed.
Dongfang Zimo found a place to sit cross-legged and soon became immersed in cultivation.
This meditation lasted until late at night.
I originally thought I could continue like this until dawn.
Unexpectedly, the sound of cracking wood attracted Dongfang Zimo's attention.
The source of the sound was coming from Ziyun's room.
Dongfang Zimo had a bad premonition, so he got up and went to Ziyun's room.
When he came to the door of the room, he saw that the door was wide open. Dongfang Zimo rushed in without thinking about anything.
The room was pitch dark, with only a ray of moonlight reflecting in from the window, and the window lattice seemed to have been broken through with brute force.
"Senior Brother Yang Chen?" Dongfang Zimo said suspiciously as soon as he saw a figure standing in the room.
"Junior Sister Ziyun was killed. The murderer probably didn't go far. I'll go and track him down first." After Yang Chen finished speaking, he jumped out of the room and flew away with his royal weapon.
Dongfang Zimo was thinking a lot on the spot. It would be okay if Yang Chen chased him, so he had to wait here for news.
However, the noise coming from the room still caught the store owner's attention.
After learning that a tenant had disappeared mysteriously, the shop owner showed a look of horror on his face and avoided looking at Dongfang Zimo.
"Does the store know if there are any strange events happening during this period?" Dongfang Zimo seemed to notice the man's abnormality and asked solemnly.
"May I ask, is this young master a cultivator of immortality?" The strange thing is that instead of answering the question, the shopkeeper asked this puzzling question.
"What does the store mean?" Dongfang Zimo's face darkened and he asked with some dissatisfaction.
"No, no, sir, don't get me wrong, but what I'm about to say is related to the deeds of immortal cultivators. It's just that the three young masters are very impressive, and they must be from a family of immortal cultivators, so I just asked. However, a few things did happen some time ago.
A strange incident occurred. Several monks disappeared one after another. The situation was the same as that of the young master’s companions. They all happened late at night. It is said that the perpetrators were all evil cultivators who specialized in kidnapping immortal cultivators for blood sacrifices. The process was extremely cruel." The shop owner waved his hands to explain.
Said. But when he said the last sentence, he couldn't help but show a hint of fear.
"What! Such a thing could happen." Dongfang Zimo looked a little embarrassed when he heard this.
If Ziyun was really killed and died, then he would not be able to go back and explain.
"I'm afraid the young master's companion is in bad luck." The shopkeeper sighed and went back to rest.
"Wait! Does the store owner know where these evil cultivators are?" Dongfang Zimo asked.
"How could I, an ordinary person, know about such a thing? But the strange thing is that those evil cultivators seem to only arrest the Qi-training monks, and the Foundation-building monks have never heard of anything happening." The shopkeeper shook his head and returned with the candlestick.
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"Qi training monk..." Dongfang Zimo frowned and muttered to himself after hearing the conversation.
He wandered back and forth in Ziyun's room, seeming to be thinking about something.
After nearly half an hour, Yang Chen finally returned to the room.
"How?" Dongfang Zimo didn't see Ziyun, his heart sank, and he asked a little lonely.
"I've searched all around, but I can't see anyone." Yang Chen said solemnly.
The two were silent for a moment, and Dongfang Zimo immediately told Yang Chen what the store owner had said.
"Evil cultivator? I heard from an elder that some monks need to practice human sacrifice to improve their cultivation because of their special cultivation techniques. I just wish I couldn't find the murderer, otherwise he would be used to search for the soul of my junior sister.
His whereabouts." Yang Chen said with a heavy tone.
"Senior brother, don't worry, I have a plan to make your wish come true." Dongfang Zimo said after pondering.
Early the next morning, the originally damaged window lattice was repaired under the arrangement of the store owner.
Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen did not leave the inn.
The two of them still stayed in their respective rooms meditating and practicing.
As if what happened last night never happened.
Soon it was getting dark.
Dongfang Zimo stopped practicing, stood up and walked out of the room until he came to Ziyun's room.
Then I found a futon and continued to sit cross-legged and meditate.
Time passed little by little, the scorching sun ended, and the bright moon shone in the sky.
Dongfang Zimo still sat there cross-legged, motionless.
Soon it was late at night.
There was no firelight in the room, so it was pitch black.
After a long time, suddenly a figure appeared outside the door.
The figure was so sneaky that if Dongfang Zimo hadn't been alert at all times, it would have been difficult to spot him.
"Even the spiritual consciousness cannot sense the existence of this person. It seems that this person is either higher than me in cultivation or possesses a treasure that can shield the spiritual consciousness." Dongfang Zimo thought in surprise.
At this moment, a strange fragrance floated throughout the room.
Dongfang Zimo realized something was wrong, quickly held his breath, and then pretended to be stunned and fell to the ground.
When the figure outside the door seemed to be about the same, he broke in directly and without saying a word, he stepped forward to capture Dongfang Zimo who fell to the ground.
"Hehe! Another Qi Practitioner was captured alive." A hoarse voice laughed evilly.
But when he was less than ten feet away from Dongfang Zimo, a ray of light suddenly shot out and turned into a silver rope to tie up the man in black.
"No!" The man in black realized that he had been tricked, but it was already too late. No matter how hard he struggled, the rope could not be broken free.
"Junior brother, this bundle of evil ropes really works!" Yang Chen, who was hiding on the beam, couldn't help but sneered when he saw that he had really caught the man in black.
"Haha, it's just a little trick. I didn't expect that this person is only in the Qi training period." Dongfang Zimo looked at the man in black who was tied to the ground in surprise.
"What! Foundation-building monk! You actually deliberately lowered your cultivation level to trick me!" The man in black saw clearly that Dongfang Zimo's cultivation level did not have the aura of Qi training. He was clearly a real Foundation-building monk. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood.