After rebirth, I became a national teacher

Chen Qingzhu explored behind closed doors in the imperial study for a day and a night, and finally developed a tracking talisman that could track the aura of luck.

At that moment, she injected that ray of luck into the tracking talisman.

Using spiritual energy to activate the tracking talisman, the talisman patterns on the yellow talisman paper lit up instantly, and her sea of ​​consciousness indicated the location of the force of luck.

One is very weak, the other is slightly stronger.

The weak ones are close, while the slightly stronger ones are hundreds of miles away.

It is clear at a glance who is Emperor Yong'an and who is the evil cultivator.

After counting the various talismans in the storage talisman, Chen Qingzhu felt that they were enough, so he followed the guidance of the breath in his mind to find the soul of the evil cultivator.

After spending about half a day, she finally found the peace locket in a group of people fleeing to the east.

By the way, the people in this team have a close relationship with Chen Qingzhu. They are from the family of the Minister of War, Pang.

The one wearing the peace locket was Pang Shengrong.

Chen Qingzhu did not forget that it was this person who tortured Rong Niang to death in her previous life.

Even if these things did not happen in this life, there are still many other innocent girls who died at the hands of Pang Shengrong.

Chen Qingzhu landed about ten miles away from the fleeing team and began to practice, allowing the spiritual energy in his dantian to return to a full state before chasing after them again.

The remaining soul of the evil cultivator soon sensed her approach and immediately controlled Pang Shengrong to ride his horse at full speed.

"Master, what are you doing?"

The other people in the Pang family were all very surprised.

However, Pang Shengrong acted as if he had heard nothing and rode his horse forward desperately.

But in terms of speed, an ordinary horse was no match for Chen Qingzhu. In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingzhu caught up with it.

As soon as he approached within four or five miles, Chen Qingzhu felt a fierce spiritual attack coming towards his sea of ​​consciousness.

This time she was not completely powerless like she was in the Qi Refining Stage before. She immediately controlled a stronger wisp of spiritual consciousness to fight back.

The opponent was severely injured and immediately withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

Chen Qingzhu continued to chase.

Soon, Pang Shengrong was seen sitting on the horse in a daze, obviously unaware of what had just happened.

Without hesitation, she reached out to him and took back her own storage mustard seeds.

After sweeping with his spiritual sense, he found that the remaining soul of the evil cultivator was no longer there, and the storage mustard seed was now in an ownerless state.

When his spiritual sense probed in, he discovered those things that belonged to him.

Except for some elixirs and all the natural treasures for nourishing the soul, everything else is still there.

Immediately, she took out one of the snow-white swords.

This is her natal magic weapon, the Qingxue Sword.

The reason why the natal magic weapon is called the natal magic weapon is that it is bound to the soul and can do magic as it is recited.

Chen Qingzhu's mind moved, he stepped onto the Qingxue Sword, and soon controlled the Feixue Sword to continue tracking in the direction of the evil cultivator's remaining soul.

Flying with the sword, her speed doubled.

But the other party gave up the safe locket that provided shelter and moved in the form of soul, and his speed was more than three times faster than that of a normal cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

But at the same time, it left the peace locket that could protect it, and was also strongly repelled by the natural rules of this world, and its soul state was weakened at a very fast speed.

After running for two hours, it finally stopped and revealed its figure after Chen Qingzhu caught up with it.

She was a middle-aged female cultivator in a red robe. She had a beautiful face. Even without any expression, her eyes and eyebrows revealed her alluring charm.

Chen Qingzhu looked at the somewhat faint soul and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"It's actually you."

The person in front of her was none other than an evil cultivator whom she had led the disciples of Yuqing Sect to eliminate, named Yuanming Zhenren.

I don't know how this evil cultivator had the chance to come to this world with her.