My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 264 Torture (Second Change)

The person here is a casual cultivator.

Each of the several factions that entered the secret realm of Langshan this time wore uniform clothing.For example, Yang Zhen was wearing the Zhao family's black robe at this time, with a silver sword engraved on the back, making her look majestic.

There are only casual cultivators, but they have different clothes, some are fancy clothes, dressed like mortal nouveau riche, and some are slovenly, even worse than a beggar in Baihuguan.

This casual cultivator who was approaching, according to Yiyi's description, was wearing a gray Taoist robe, which didn't match any of the clothes.And following Xiaodong's description of this person's appearance, Yang Zhen couldn't help laughing.

A few wisps of mouse whiskers, skinny and tall, isn't this the guy who looked fierce at him?
acquaintance!
This person's movement is strange, like a dry log, he moved forward a few feet in the blink of an eye, but if he looked carefully, he didn't seem to find any movement.

Yang Zhen pretended not to notice this person's approach, but looked up at the sky, silently calculating her position.

The sun in the secret realm is no different from the outside world, but its position in the sky is different every moment.

With the help of the difference in corresponding positions at different times, and comparing it with the angle at which you are, you can calculate your own position.

Yang Zhen quickly concluded that she was in the southeast direction of the secret realm, about two hundred miles away from the nearest meeting point of the Zhao family.

This distance, with his current body, is at most two hours.

It was still early, and he felt relieved. At this time, the casual cultivator had already approached three feet away from him, hidden among the bushes.

This distance, theoretically speaking, should be safe.

The spiritual consciousness of a monk is like the radar in Yang Zhen's previous life, the farther the distance, the less sensitive the sensory.

And within one-tenth of the length of the consciousness, monks can achieve precise sensing, so usually those who follow and spy will be outside this range.

The distance of three feet is equivalent to this person's estimation of Yang Zhen's spiritual consciousness, which is within thirty feet.

It's a pity that Yang Zhen doesn't need to pay attention to him at all.

Because there are clothes.

Every move of this person cannot escape her attention.

I saw this person sneered, and a flying knife was already in his hand.

Although his cultivation base is much higher than that of the young man in front of him, but after so many years in the rivers and lakes, what he pays attention to is the word "stability".

Those who can win by sneak attack will never fight head-on!

He penetrated mana into the flying knife magic weapon, raised his right hand quietly, and prepared to throw it out.

His movements are very slight, like a cheetah in the jungle on the eve of its prey, and his whole body is highly focused.

Even if it's a sneak attack, I have to hold on!
He was proud, as if he saw the next breath, the boy was lying half dead, and he was looking through his storage bag triumphantly!

Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and a dazzling light exploded above his head.

Suddenly, a question flashed in his mind:
It's broad daylight, where's the lightning?

……

After a few breaths, the man's face was scorched black, his body was tied with a fairy rope, and he was lying half dead. A young man was squatting on the ground, looking through his storage bag.

Some golden ling fruit, hundreds of spiritual herbs, that's all!
Thanks to you, you are still able to complete Qi training, even half of me is not enough.

Contemptuous in her heart, Yang Zhen continued to look through, um, a few stones.

This is the Chiyang Stone, weigh it in your hand, it's about ten catties, worth three or four hundred spirit stones.

Not bad!

Yang Zhen figured out from the calculation just now that his location is Chiyang Mountain, which is rich in Chiyang Stone.

It's just that the minerals in the secret territory are generally seldom mined because there is not enough time.

Unexpectedly, this person picked up a few yuan on the road, which happened to be cheap for him.

Adding up the other magic tools, pills, and talismans, there are about two or three hundred spirit stones.

On the contrary, there are only a dozen or so real spirit stones, presumably because they know that they won't be used in the secret realm, so they try not to bring them with them.

Add up seven seven eight eight, less than one thousand spirit stones, hey, casual cultivators have a hard time!

Suddenly, an atlas caught his attention.

This atlas is similar to the one issued by the Zhao family, the difference is that there are no descriptions such as the meeting point of the Zhao family.

However, on the general map, there is also a small black spot in the valley near Xiaolang Mountain.

He marked this place!

This person, like Hou Xian, is also a participant!
Yang Zhen was overjoyed, scooped out a cup of cold water and splashed it on the face of this person.

"Brother, don't pretend to be dead."

"Little brother, I was struck by lightning, did you save me?" The man opened his eyes with a grateful expression.

"Okay, stop acting," Yang Zhen said with a smile: "Brother, tell me your name and identity, we know each other."

"Niu Youde, Guest Qing of the Qin Family in Yunyou County, Liuxian County." The visitors were very cooperative.

Liuxian County is a large county in the south of Yunzhou. As for the Qin family, Yang Zhen doesn't know much about it.However, it must not be a big cultivating family to invite a qi cultivator to be a guest.

"Well, go on!"

"Four Spiritual Roots, complete Qi training, 53 years old." Niu Youde revealed all the details about himself.

"How many of you are there?" Yang Zhen asked coldly.

"What?" Niu Youde was taken aback.

"Stop pretending," Yang Zhen began to fool around: "You know what you want to do in the secret realm this time. As for me, some know and some don't. It depends on whether you want to say it."

"Don't hide it!" Yang Zhen took out this man's throwing knife and gestured at his face: "Otherwise, I won't be able to keep my handsome face!"

"Don't, don't!" The man pleaded repeatedly: "Brother, I really don't know what you are talking about! Aren't I just trying to rob you? Take everything away, let me go."

"It seems that you don't want to talk about Xiaolang Mountain!" Yang Zhen drew a long gash on the man's cheek with a knife in his hand.

"Ah!" Niu Youde screamed, but unfortunately his hands were bound, unable to cover the pain, let alone carry out treatment.

Yang Zhen cast a [healing technique] together, the wound immediately stopped bleeding and the man began to recover slowly.

"This time it's a warning, I don't want it to happen again," he said coldly, "Tell me everything you know!"

The man swallowed his saliva, his expression was very ferocious, it was because the itching from the wound healing made him unbearable.

After a moment of silence, Niu Youde faltered and said: "We have seven, no, eight."

Yang Zhen looked at him calmly, without questioning the change in his words.

This made Niu Youde feel uncertain about how much this young man knew.

He continued to stammer:
"The last call was a month ago. There were seven people at that time..."

Yang Zhen remained expressionless and did not urge him.

"Later, another person came with his face covered. We don't know what he looks like. We also covered our faces."

"This person told us that everything in the secret realm must follow the arrangements."

While talking, he looked at Yang Zhen's face, but he still didn't see anything from the young man's face.

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and confided, "This convener is a woman!"

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