My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 281 Transfiguration

"Yang Zhen? Who is Yang Zhen?" The monster monkey glanced around and asked coldly.

Mu Tianlu's lips moved slightly, but there was no sound.

Under the murderous eyes of the monstrous monkey, the other disciples trembled in fear and dared not speak.

"He's not here!" Yin Nanxing shouted.

"Huh?" The monster monkey clenched its fingers, and its face showed a fierce look: "Do you dare to play with me?"

Yin Nanxing was caught and almost suffocated. He quickly pointed to his throat, signaling to let go.

The monster monkey loosened its fingers slightly.

"Cough cough," Yin Nanxing coughed several times, panting, "Yang Zhen ran away with that parachute!"

"parachute?"

"It's the kind that opens up like a big mushroom and can float in the air." Yin Nanxing explained.

Thinking of what he saw on the cliff just now, the monster monkey believed it a little bit, and a haze appeared on his face.

According to his nature, he wished to kill all these monks before he could relieve his anger.

But if he really did this, he would completely offend the Cloud Firmament Sect, and in the end it wouldn't end well.

In the anger just now, killing one or two people is not a big problem, and Yun Xiaozong has nothing to say.

Now that he knows who the murderer is, and he has a debtor, he can only find that kid named Yang Zhen to settle the score.

However, the sect has restrictions on him, within ten days after the opening of the secret realm, he is not allowed to leave the area of ​​Xiaolang Mountain for half a step.

How to do this?
Glancing at the kid under his feet, the monster monkey had an idea in his mind:

"Both of you, hand over the teleportation token!" He pointed at Yin Nanxing, and the other person was Feng Changqing.

Yin and Feng felt bad, but under the threat, they dared not refuse to make friends.

Grasping the two tokens in their hands, the monster monkey showed a sinister smile on its terrifying face:

"Both of you, bring Yang Zhen back to me within a day, or—"

He shook the token in his hand and made a crushing motion: "You guys stay in the secret realm for the rest of your life!"

……

So, where is Yang Zhen now?
A quarter of an hour ago, he controlled the hang glider and landed in a valley a few miles away from the valley.

After seeing that there was no one around, he put away the aircraft and walked a hundred steps forward. After making sure that no one was following him, he took off his clothes and changed into a gray Taoist robe.

It was Niu Youde's attire.

Immediately afterwards, he recited the formula silently and circulated his mana to his face.Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, his face changed little by little, and even a few more rat whiskers appeared on his chin.

In the end, what appeared was a face almost identical to Niu Youde's.

This is [Transformation], which comes from the exercise book that was taken from Hou Xian back then.

At that time, Hou Xian used this spell to impersonate Cui Zhongjiu, but his unprofessional demeanor gave him away.

This exercise requires the use of spiritual consciousness, so Yang Zhen has been stored in the space, and only started practicing a few months ago.

Inside the Yunxiao Sect, because the sect has always claimed to be righteous, it is considered a crooked technique to exchange for this kind of concealment and stealth transformation. Not to mention the contribution, the qualification review is also very strict.

Not only is it required to be an inner disciple, but it is also required to have served in the sect for several years.

Just like the isolation disk, the value may not be high, but it is not easy to obtain.

After the facial transformation was completed, Yang Zhen then stretched her body, becoming as skinny and tall as Niu Youde.

This process involved the stretching of the whole body's bones, which was very painful, and he gritted his teeth to endure it.

After the whole process was over, he crawled on the grass and began to move towards the waterfall.

Be cautious all the way, after half an hour, he finally came to a dense forest less than a hundred feet away from the waterfall.

He couldn't go any further, because Yiyi told him that someone was already waiting there sixty feet ahead.

Yang Zhen ran the [Dead Wood Art], her whole body was as stiff as a dead wood, and her heartbeat dropped to once every ten breaths.

For monks in the late stage of Qi training, although their spiritual consciousness can reach hundreds of feet away, it is impossible for a monk to turn on the detection of spiritual consciousness all the time. As long as they are not close to one-tenth of the distance from his spiritual consciousness, they will not alarm the opponent.

Even if someone's mind scans occasionally, it is difficult to find Yang Zhen who is no different from a dead tree.

Through Yiyi's description, he roughly outlined the appearance of the three people in front of him.

One of them was dressed in a black robe with a black cloth covering his face, which was consistent with the appearance of the convener described by Niu Youde.

The other two, one is blue and the other is purple. The latter looks like a woman, and is also covered with this black cloth that can conceal the detection of the spiritual sense.

Although the faces of these two people are unknown, their attire is the same as what Niu Youde described, and they both appeared in the last meeting.

Yang Zhen frowned slightly. She was dressed in a cow-like manner, and if she didn't try to hide it, wouldn't it appear that she was trying to hide it?

However, he changed into this form, and he didn't think that he could fool those casual cultivators with his acting skills.What he was planning was stealthy tracking, and this decoration was just a trick to confuse the line of sight in case it was exposed.

……

The three of them were silent and waited quietly. It was less than a quarter of an hour before the agreed meeting time.

At this moment, a hearty laugh sounded: "I have seen three fellow Taoists."

On the other side of the dense forest, a thin bamboo pole Taoist priest wearing an apricot Taoist robe came out.

This person was somewhat similar in appearance and height to Niu Youde, and Yang Zhen had also paid special attention to him at that time.

To his surprise, this person did not cover his face, and even his decorations did not change, obviously he did not care about his identity being exposed.

"Fellow Daoist Chu," sure enough, the cyan-robed man had already recognized this person, with a look of surprise on his face: "You are very upright!"

"Haha!" Chu Daoyou said with a smile: "We are all in the same boat, we are all grasshoppers on the same line, why not be honest?"

"What we will do later, if there is a big movement and let the sect know, there are only 33 casual cultivators in total, can't we still find out?"

"If the sect doesn't know, why should we cover it up?"

"Aren't you afraid that someone will go out and sell you?" the green-robed monk asked.

"Sell? Where can I sell it?" Daoyou Chu sneered, "If I get the opportunity to build a foundation, I will find a barren mountain and wild ridge, promote myself, and then change my way of life. Where will he come to me?"

"Without a token, how do you change your identity?" The green-robed monk was even more puzzled.

Daoyou Chu smiled proudly, but he refused to answer again, looking confident.

The green-robed monk's expression changed, and he suddenly tore off the black cloth on his face, revealing a white and beardless face.

"After the matter here, I ask Brother Chu to point out the way for Huang."

"It's easy to say, easy to say!" Chu Daoyou Nianxu laughed and agreed.

The woman in purple was silent.

Daoyou Chu bowed his hands to the caller again: "Brother Zhu, you're being polite."

The convener let out a "huh".

Yang Zhen's thoughts turned, Niu Youde didn't know the surname of the convener, but the surname of Chu did.

Could it be that this person and the convener have known each other for a long time?

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