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Feng Chenyue stood on the top of the mountain and looked around. There was nothing but the dead masked civet.

He said a little confused:

"Uncle Qiuhan, there is nothing here, what should we do now? Continuing to search like headless flies is not an option."

This Shuangcha Ridge stretches for several kilometers. In such a large place, it is difficult to find traces of a single person.

And there are only two of them. Looking for someone in such a deep mountain is no different than a blind cat going out to kill a mouse.

Zhang Qiuhan said slowly:

"If we continue searching like this, we don't know if we will find Monkey Nian Ma Yue. Maybe by the time we search the whole place, that person will have already left here."

Feng Chenyue sighed, "What should we do?"

Zhang Qiuhan said:

"There is no other choice but to use Julingshuang to communicate with the nearby wild fairies and inquire about information from them."

After hearing this, Feng Chenyue felt a little embarrassed and said:

"Juling Qianjiang can indeed communicate with wild fairy spirits, but I am only at the Xiaocheng level now, and the range I can use is only three meters away."

"Even if my father has reached the level of Dacheng, his communication range does not exceed twenty meters."

"Besides, that requires consuming a lot of true energy. Isn't it too risky to consume a lot of true energy in a place like this?"

Feng Chenyue naturally knew that it would be faster to communicate with the wild immortals in the mountains by using the Juling Dispatch to obtain information, but the state of the Juling Dispatch was extremely demanding and consumed a very large amount of energy.

Under normal circumstances, they might be able to give it a try, but now the two of them are in the dangerous depths of Shuangcha Ridge. They don't know what dangers are hidden nearby, and there is a person who is stronger than him to deal with.

At this time, it is really not a wise move to consume a lot of true energy to communicate with wild immortals.

Fengchenyue is in trouble.

Zhang Qiuhan said:

"Who said you should be the one to communicate? I'll do it."

Zhang Qiuhan said with a relaxed expression, as if he was talking about an ordinary and trivial matter.

Feng Chenyue heard this and was confused, "Are you coming? If I remember correctly, haven't you just been practicing Julingshuangjiang for about ten days?"

Zhang Qiuhan said:

"That's right. Are you trying to say that I have only been practicing for ten days or so, so my level must be very low, not as high as your Ju Ling Dispatch General level?"

Zhang Qiuhan seemed to have read through Feng Chenyue's thoughts and directly expressed his thoughts.

Feng Chenyue scratched her head and smiled awkwardly.

He thought in his mind: Isn't it?

Zhang Qiuhan ignored Feng Chenyue's doubts and looked towards the higher mountains.

He opened his mouth and said:

"This hilltop is full of corpses of wild fairies. I guess there shouldn't be any wild fairies here. Let's go to the higher hilltop and look for any wild fairies."

To communicate with wild fairies using Ju Ling Sen, you also need to confirm that there are wild fairies nearby.

The low mountain they had just climbed up was filled with corpses of wild fairies in the dense forest. Thinking that the other wild fairies would be scared away by that man, they had no choice but to head towards the high mountain next to them.

The two of them cautiously walked along the mountainside. During this period, Zhang Qiuhan said nothing. His true energy came to his eyes, and there was a faint golden thunder light flashing in his eyes. He could see everything in the mountain forest clearly.

The two wandered around the higher mountains for a while. Zhang Qiuhan's eyes narrowed and he saw a figure of a four-limbed animal in the distance, walking slowly among the weeds.

Zhang Qiuhan stretched out his hand to press Feng Chenyue's shoulder, and at the same time stretched out his fingers to signal Feng Chenyue to be silent.

Feng Chenyue was still wondering what Zhang Qiuhan was going to do.

The faintly flickering golden thunder light in Zhang Qiuhan's eyes dissipated, and his eyes turned into two black holes as black as ink.

It is the performance of using the spirit to dispatch generals.

Seeing this, Feng Chenyue hurriedly followed Zhang Qiuhan's gaze and saw a figure walking quietly about a hundred meters away from the two of them.

He wondered in his heart, now that the two of them were so far away from the guy who seemed to be a wild fairy, why would Zhang Qiuhan use Ju Ling to send generals now?

Is it possible to capture the wild fairy spirit from such a distance?

Don't be ridiculous, even his father Feng Zhenghao couldn't reach this distance, not to mention that Zhang Qiuhan had only practiced Ji Ling Sen General for more than ten days.

Feng Chenyue lowered her voice, leaned close to Zhang Qiuhan's head, and whispered:

"How about I sneak over there, capture it, and then use the spirit-binding general to forcibly capture its essence?"

Zhang Qiuhan's eyes, which were like black holes, showed no expression. He said calmly:

"Don't be so troublesome."

After that, he stretched out his right hand and pointed it at the little wild fairy, exhaled and shouted in a low voice:

"arrest!"

A black smoke spurted out from his palm, like a tumbling black rope, twisting and heading straight towards the little wild fairy.

Before the wild fairy in the grass noticed anything unusual, he suddenly felt his head sink and his body fell straight to the ground. Then his essence was pulled out of his body and flew backwards quickly, led by a wisp of black smoke.

In the blink of an eye, the spirit of the little wild fairy was forcibly pulled in front of Zhang Qiuhan, shivering and not daring to raise his head.

Feng Chenyue's eyes widened when she saw Zhang Qiuhan forcefully extracting the wild fairy's spirit from a hundred meters away.

Several thoughts flashed through my mind at once.

He thought, what Zhang Qiuhan used just now was Ju Ling Dispatch General? It shouldn't be, Zhang Qiuhan has only been practicing Julingshuangjiang for more than ten days!

Feng Chenyue has been practicing Ju Ling Qian Jiang for more than ten years, and has only just reached the level of Xiaocheng! Even if he, Zhang Qiuhan, is a genius, he cannot cultivate at such a terrifying speed!

It must be a technique that seems to be used to restrain spirits and dispatch generals!

Yes it must be so!

But based on Feng Chenyue's understanding of Ju Ling's generals, this is clearly the method of Ju Ling's generals!

He also thought, could it be that the Ju Ling Dispatch General technique taught to him by his father was not a complete technique? Is that why it is so different from Zhang Qiuhan's Julingsend?

Feng Chenyue shook his head. He felt that his mind was a little confused. He actually questioned his father Feng Zhenghao, and the instructions he taught him about the spirit-controlling generals were incomplete.

Zhang Qiuhan glanced at Feng Chenyue, who looked strange, and said:

"Don't be surprised, and don't think too much. I just mastered the method to quickly improve my realm. It's more important to do business."

Zhang Qiuhan explained a little casually and stopped talking to Feng Chenyue.

Feng Chenyue was even more surprised now, what do you mean? Practicing for ten days is equivalent to the achievements of others who have practiced for more than ten years. Why don't others think more about it?

Feng Chenyue pursed her lips and was silent for a while before suppressing all the thoughts in her heart.

After Zhang Qiuhan captured the spirit of the wild fairy, he lowered his head and took a closer look at its appearance.

This wild fairy is not big, about the size of a puppy. It has a black and white face, a pointed mouth, and two small eyes full of fear.

It was a masked civet.

Zhang Qiuhan asked the wild fairy masked fox condescendingly:

"Can you understand me?"

The masked civet didn't dare to raise its head, its little eyes kept looking upwards, and said timidly:

"Sir, the little one can understand."

The voice was like a child's, and his words were full of timidity.

Zhang Qiuhan felt strange. He didn't expect that this spirited animal could actually talk.

He asked again:

"Has anyone been killing you wild fairies here recently?"

The flower-faced raccoon spirit hurriedly replied:

"Yes Yes."

Zhang Qiuhan asked again:

"What does that man look like? Do you know where he is?"

The flower-faced raccoon spirit said: "Back to my lord, I only heard that one of them has yellow hair, and the other one is wearing a black robe. I don't know what he looks like."

It added: "As for where the two of them are now, I really don't know. I only heard that they went to the mountains to the north."

After saying that, the masked civet bowed its little paws and kowtowed, begging for mercy: "I hope you will be merciful and let the little horse go."

Zhang Qiuhan and Zhang Qiuhan looked at each other after hearing what the masked fox said.

There are actually two people killing wild immortals!