The Monk

Chapter 523: Tracking

King He stands proudly and erect, tall and strong, with thick black hair on the back of his head, revealing a majestic face, giving people a dignified feeling. He looked straight at Chi Zun and said softly: "How about going into the mountains and wandering around?" Although his tone was light, he showed strong confidence, as if everything in the world was under control.

Venerable Chi stopped ten meters away, with a stern expression on his face, and said in a cold voice: "When King He comes to the mountain, I, Lao Chi, must do my best to be a landlord." Since I can't ask you anything, I will pester you.

King He still spoke in a calm tone: "When did the Eighteenth Venerable become so idle?"

Lord Chi shook his head: "Not idle, not idle at all. I'm afraid I'll be busy to death if someone with your status comes here in the past three days. Fortunately, there aren't many people like you in the world."

After hearing this, King He turned around and left expressionlessly. He didn't talk nonsense to Chi Zun, and didn't care whether he would follow him. He just went his own way. As the number one person in the Qi Kingdom, he has developed an arrogant character that is as powerful as a mountain, controls the lives and deaths of hundreds of millions of people, speaks and acts uniquely, and does not consider others at all. To put it bluntly, this guy's aura is not very strong. He doesn't need any movement. Once he stands, he will naturally exert a powerful pressure. Most cultivators may not be able to stand firmly in front of him.

Red Venerable is also at the top level of cultivation, and his strength is also amazing. He has killed people without calculation for many years, and he is arrogant. He has a certain aura in his movements, which can be said to be majestic or murderous. In short, it is extraordinary. But the problem is that there is a mountain god above him, and no matter how powerful he is, he still has to take orders from others. He could talk to his peers on the left and right, but he would never dare to be disrespectful to the mountain god. With this difference, standing with King He would be at a disadvantage.

Seeing King He turn around and leave, Master Chi followed him ten meters away. He had to figure out what the old guy wanted to do.

This mountain forest had been deliberately modified and covered up by Zhang Awei, and the spiritual rain had penetrated it. The traces of the chase were almost erased and disappeared, but it seemed to be of no use to King He. He walked around in the forest, almost without stopping, heading towards Jingtan.

With his level of cultivation, he couldn't tell that there was something wrong with this mountain rain. Although he didn't know when it fell, the spiritual energy contained in it was definitely questionable. It should be related to the death of King Wu.

Lord Chi was also a little puzzled. Spiritual rain fell from the sky? Who did it? What a big deal! Seeing King He running toward Jingtan, I couldn't help but wonder, did Lord Jing do something to offend King He?

Because the mountain rain covered a wide area, King He had to identify the traces, so he naturally walked slower. It took him a day to reach Jingtan, and then he stood at the exit of the pool and pondered, wondering where to go.

In fact, no clues could be found twenty miles away from Tanshui. I came to Jingtan purely based on intuition. I didn't find anything after arriving at Jingtan. Did I go the wrong way?

This is not because King He is incompetent, but because Zhang is afraid of being lucky. He went up the river when he first entered Jingtan. When he was chased, he only remembered this road. They were also going up the river, and the water flow left no trace, so naturally he left no clues.

King He thought for a long time and suddenly asked: "Which venerable celestial being is on the mountaintop in front of you?" Venerable Chi observed him from ten meters away. When he heard the question, he shook his head and said, "Guess." He was deliberately being playful. King He was provoked but could not fight with him. This place was only twenty miles away from Jingfeng. If he could make some noise and call Master Jing, a two-on-one situation would be very enjoyable.

King He looked at him indifferently, not angry. He looked back at the faint mountain peaks in the distance. They were really far away and only those with their level of cultivation could see them. There is a restriction on the top of the peak, and it is impossible to find out the situation inside. It should be the strength of cultivators of the same level, so I ask this question.

At this time, Zhang Wen was sleeping on the top of the mountain and did not know that King He had arrived at Jingtan. Master Jing opened the door and came out. Zhang was afraid of waking up in response to the sound and asked happily: "Done?" Master Jing said: "No, there are people coming down the mountain. One is Master Chi. If the other person guessed correctly, it should be It’s King He.”

When Zhang Awei heard this, he stared and said: "What? So fast?" He worked hard for four days and four nights, wasting water and spirit to cover up the traces, but now it was all in vain. In the end, someone chased him to the door. He stood up and said, "Let me go."

Lord Jing smiled and said, "No need. As the boss of Longhu Mountain, King He should have some taboos."

When Zhang Wen heard this, he said, yes, the Hundred Thousand Mountain Warlocks don't want to fight with Longhu Mountain, and Longhu Mountain doesn't want to fight with the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The strength of the two sides is not at the same level. So he asked, "What should I do?"

Master Jing thought about it and said, "Refining souls is troublesome and time-consuming. If nothing happens, you might as well go to the Mountain God Platform. The left and right attendants will protect you."

Zhang Wen scratched his head, and the more he wandered around, the more he fell into trouble. He actually got so far that he asked for protection. He shook his head and said, "We'll talk about it in a few days."

Lord Jing did not persuade him any more: "I'll go out and take a look." As soon as he finished speaking, there was no trace of the person.

King He walked around the pond and found that the clues disappeared here, and he felt a little depressed. Even if a person is dead, there should be something left behind. There should be something left, including the storage bag of corpse bones, magic weapon, and the Nascent Soul. Could it be possible that even the Nascent Soul has been destroyed? King Wu is a high-level Nascent Soul cultivator. Who can destroy his Nascent Soul one on one?

He was thinking about it, and Lord Chi was also thinking about it: "What happened that made King He search all the way?"

Jing Peak in the distance, the restrictions outside the peak fluctuated, and the white-robed Jing Zun appeared. King He sensed it immediately, looked up and turned around to leave. The man's cultivation level was not lower than his own, and the Chi Zun next to him made him dare not be careless.

Lord Chi smiled and asked: "Leave now?" King He still looked calm and calm, and said calmly: "Do you want to keep me?" Lord Chi shook his head: "How dare you, it's just that King He rarely enters the mountain. I should treat you to a drink before leaving."

King He refused: "Come to my Longhu Mountain for a drink when you have time." After saying that, he walked out leisurely. Lord Chi followed: "I will send you out." He did this because he was worried about King He, but it was precisely because of this that King He believed that King Wu's death had nothing to do with him, but who was that person at the top of the peak? He asked casually: "Don't you want to reminisce about old times with that venerable person?"

Chi Zunzun answered accurately, shook his head and said: "That man is boring, even more interesting than you."

The two of them walked out one after another. Master Jing just appeared and saw the two leaving. He secretly rejoiced in his heart: "It saves trouble." He went back to the wooden house to continue refining Qingsha.

Zhang Ai once asked Master Jing: "How long will it take to get that thing done?" Master Jing replied: "As little as one year, as many as five years, and if there is an accident, it will be even longer." It was the same as if he had not said it. I'm afraid I don't want to stay in the mountain and wait, but I can't go back to Yong'an Lake. That King He is very troublesome, I have to find a way to lure him away.

Based on the information he knew, there was only one way to lure King He away, which was to let the gang at the Hongguang Inn cause trouble, and it was a very serious matter. Obviously Zhang is afraid that he won't do this, let alone whether he can find Hongguang's group. Even if he does, he will not let one group of people kill another group of people, just to achieve his own small goal.