Zhao Hai walked around outside as if nothing had happened, and then returned to the hotel where he was staying. He did not immediately go to the clone cultivators who came with him to discuss it, because he knew very well that they might have been targeted now. If he discussed it with those people, it might arouse the other party's alertness. Therefore, Zhao Hai did not have any contact with others, but returned to his room and had a good rest for a night.

The next morning, after having breakfast in the hotel, Zhao Hai and the others rode their magic horses away from Moxiang City. When they were in Moxiang City, Zhao Hai sat on the magic horse and used the kung fu to transmit the voice to the clones and said to the monks in the clone stage: "Guys, everyone should be careful today. When I went out to stroll yesterday, I felt like we were targeted."

When they heard Zhao Hai say this, those people couldn't help but make it happen, but they were not fools who knew nothing. When they saw that Zhao Hai did not turn around, they immediately understood what Zhao Hai meant. They also pretended to have nothing to do, but they used the secret technique of transmitting the voice to the secret and said: "Captain, what's going on? We are really targeted."

This kung fu of transmitting sounds into secret is not so ordinary kung fu. transmitting sounds into secret is a kind of exercise that uses spiritual energy to extremely compress the sound and then transmits it with mental power. This kind of exercise has no power, but it can make people pass what they want to say into other people's ears without others discovering it.

This kind of music transmission and secret technique is different from the general mental communication technique. The general mental communication technique has very large power wave power, but the fluctuation of music transmission and secret technique is very small.

It is also different from the general sound transmission technique. The general sound transmission technique uses spiritual energy to compress the sound and then transmit it to the person who wants to transmit it. However, in that case, the fluctuations of spiritual energy will be too great and are easily discovered by people.

It is precisely because of this that this method of transmitting the sound into secret is the collection of spiritual energy and energy. The compressed spiritual energy is wrapped with mental power. In this way, the fluctuations in the spiritual center are not large, and the fluctuations in the mental power are not large. It is the best technique to transmit messages at a short distance.

When Zhao Hai heard someone talking to him, he immediately said, "It's true. The other party was eyeing me last night. I'm afraid they found something, so I didn't go to find you yesterday. Be careful. If we encounter an attack, we must listen to my command."

The monks responded, but when they were making a sound, they kept their original appearance and did not change much, as if they were just rushing on the road normally.

Soon they came out of Moxiang City. Zhao Hai and the others still maintained a rapid advancement speed, but at the same time, Zhao Hai released Liu Yinchen and paid attention to everything around him carefully.

I walked for more than two hours but didn't find anything. However, these people are also very patient people. In fact, as a monk, if you are not patient, then you have no way to practice. Don't say two hours, even twenty hours, these people can afford to wait. They are still rushing to the road, and they will talk and laugh, and there is no abnormality.

But in fact, they had already added caution, and everyone began to be careful, but they just couldn't see it on the surface.

The morning passed, but nothing happened. During lunch, Zhao Hai called everyone together again, and everyone was eating with laughter. However, during the process of eating, Zhao Hai reminded everyone to pay attention, because he had already felt that the other party had set his sights on them.

There was still nothing wrong with the afternoon trip, but everyone still did not relax their vigilance. These people did not dare to underestimate Zhao Hai's warning because they knew very well that Zhao Hai was not such a random person.

As the sky slowly darkened, Zhao Hai and the others missed Sutou. They had passed by a village before, but now hundreds of miles have passed. It was too late to go back, so they could only walk forward.

Seeing that the moon eyes had come out, Zhao Hai looked at the sky and then looked at the surroundings. They were now in the middle of a forest. To be honest, this is not a good camping place, because it is in the woods. Even if there are no other monks attacks, they may encounter attacks from monsters. If you camp in such a place, you must be careful.

But it was getting late now, so Zhao Hai and the others must find a camping place. After looking around, Zhao Hai said in a deep voice: "Brothers, it seems that we can only spend the night in this woods today. Everyone find a place to clean up, and then deal with it for one night."

When everyone heard Zhao Hai say this, they heard a wave of grievances. Of course, these were all pretending. They knew that Zhao Hai was spending the night in the woods to show the other party, and wanted the other party to attack them.

It is precisely because of this that although everyone was complaining, they still cleaned up a piece of land in the woods, and then took out pieces of animal skin from their own space and spread it on the ground.

Speaking of which, this monster skin is a good thing. These things are not only moisture-proof, but also have a very warm feeling when lying on them. It is precisely because of this that monster skin has become a must-have product for low-level monks to go out.

In the True Spirit World, there are few low-level monks who will use spells to build a house for themselves when camping at night, because in the True Spirit World, if your strength is too low, if you use spells to build a house, you must always use spiritual energy to maintain the existence of the house, otherwise the house may disappear.

Of course, some low-level monks can also use some permanent spells to build houses, but that is a minority after all, so in the True Spirit World, if low-level monks spend the night in the wild, they will use more of the skins of some monsters.

Soon a temporary camp was established, and everyone raised a bonfire and talked and laughed by the bonfire. After eating, Zhao Hai arranged for two people to watch the night, and the others returned to their skins to rest.

Zhao Hai was lying on his animal skin, but his mental power was always paying attention to the surroundings. He felt that the hostility around him was getting stronger and stronger. He knew that the other party was going to take action.

Two hours later, a very even breathing sound came from the camp. Except for the two vigilants, the others seemed to have fallen asleep. At this moment, a sudden gust of wind broke out, and the two vigilants immediately shouted loudly: "Enemy attack!" After that, he pulled out his sword and started dancing.

At this time, the camp was in a panic. The monks who had just woken up seemed a little confused, and were very panic. From time to time, screams came. Zhao Haiding stared at it. The sound of breaking the wind was a rain of arrows.

After this rain of arrows, another rain of arrows shot. As soon as this rain of arrows came, Zhao Hai's face changed because he felt that this rain of arrows was stronger than the previous rain of arrows, and it was obvious that the other party was closer to them.

After two rains of arrows, the camp was in a mess. Many monks were lying on the ground without moving, and some were screaming on the ground, while others were in a state of terror. Even so, there were only about ten monks who could stand there.

Zhao Hai stood there and snorted coldly: "Who is the rat who actually used this despicable trick to deal with us? Come out."

"Hahahaha!" A burst of crazy laughter came, followed by a voice: "I didn't expect that the demon sword Zhao Hai would have time to be afraid. Okay, let you know who is dealing with you today." After that, the group slowly appeared around Zhao Hai and his team, surrounding Zhao Hai and his team.

Zhao Hai glanced at these people. There were only about forty people around them. They were all wearing gray warrior uniforms and had all kinds of weapons in their hands, but there was one thing. Each of them held an arrow in their hands.

When Zhao Hai saw this situation, his face changed: "Shenji Sect, it's you. We will enter the territory of Shenji Sect in two days, but he didn't expect that at this time, you will actually attack us."

The monk snorted coldly and said, "Of course we have to attack you at this time. If we enter the territory of our Shenji Sect and attack you, then you will guess who is attacking you? We don't want to be revenge by the madmen of the Badao Sect."

Zhao Haiyi looked at the monk as an idiot and said, "Are you an idiot? As long as the people in the Badao Sect come here and see, you will know that we are being attacked by the Shenji Sect of your Shenji Sect. Then are you attacking us here in Guiyuan Sect or attacking us at Shenji Sect? What's the difference? If we are attacked in Shenji Sect, you can also say that someone wants to blame you. If you attack us here now, isn't that equivalent to telling others, you did it? This is the idiot's idea."

When the leading monk heard Zhao Hai say this, his face turned red. Obviously, he made the idea. Then he snorted coldly: "Stop talking, Zhao Hai, you are dead today. Even if the people from the Badao Sect find that it is our Shenji Sect attacking you, we don't recognize it, who knows, you will die." After saying that, the strong man in his hand aimed at Zhao Hai and the others at one time, swept the collapse spring, and a slow arrow shot towards Zhao Hai.

When Zhao Hai saw this situation, the long sword in his hand danced a lot of sword flowers, protecting himself and other cultivators from the Beast Sword Sect. Zhao Hai's sword skills were very clever, but he did not use his strongest defense ability. The sword flowers he danced were only comparable to the magical sword technique, but even so, it was very amazing. The slow arrows were blocked by Zhao Hai's sword.

The monk led by the Shenji Sect could not help but snorted coldly when he saw this situation: "The rumor of the world Zhao Hai is a sword genius. It seems that it is true today, but you are destined to die here today, with thunder in your palm." After saying that, he flipped his hand, and there was a black ball in their hands, and then the ball was thrown to Zhao Hai.
Chapter completed!