When Wang Kui heard this, he was immediately frightened. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "Sir, the kid definitely didn't tell any lies. He really didn't see anyone leaving."
"The man's horses are still inside, how dare you talk nonsense."
Zhang Tianyu took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and snorted coldly.
"If I didn't know it wasn't your fault, do you think you could still talk to me?"
"This man is very clever. I don't know how he noticed your traces. Please inform the ghosts here."
"Search for a hundred miles. He must not have gone far. If there is any news, report him immediately."
When Wang Kui heard this, he felt as if he had been granted amnesty and crawled to carry out the order.
Seeing Wang Kui running away, Zhang Tianyu snorted coldly.
"Trash, there are only a few natives in this fairy and demon space who are spiritual. They can't handle such a small thing."
There was a cold light in his eyes, "Run, let me see where you can go. If you leave Emei, there will be no place in the world where I don't have the eyes and ears of the Eighteenth Hell to find you."
At this time, Zhuang Wuming was standing in the inn room next to him, with a gloomy look on his face, "It seems that you have to be careful when entering temples in various cities in the future."
"This man is actually Zhang Tianyu, a figure from the Eighteenth Level of Hell. No information about him can be seen at all. It seems that he also has treasures on him that can shield him from prying eyes."
"Hell? Underworld, it seems to have something to do with the Ming family."
After thinking about it, Zhuang Wuming felt that the only person he had really offended was the Ming family, and this person was probably someone hired by the Ming family.
"It's really haunting. You have your minions wherever you go."
In a flash, Zhuang Wuming left Fengdu Ghost Town.
In this place where there are many temples of City God and Yama, it can be called the base camp of the opposing forces.
If you continue to hang out here, you are really seeking death.
It would be better to leave early, as several twinkles have already arrived ten miles away.
The sky was gray and dark, and it was already night.
"Forget it, let's find a safer place to rest for the night."
"It's really hard to drive at night. It's a night for monsters and monsters."
The magic sense skill swept across a two-kilometer radius, and after a while, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.
"Mountain temple, it seems there are no monsters."
The shadow shuttle was activated, and after a few vertical and horizontal movements, he had returned to a mountainside, which was a mountain temple.
The mountain temple is very dilapidated and looks like it has not been visited for worship for a long time.
The plaque has the four characters "Qilian Mountain God" written on it.
In an ordinary temple, the red paint on the wooden pillars has long since peeled off, revealing the brown wood inside.
The broken windows were covered with cobwebs, making it look as scary as a haunted house.
Zhuang Wuming looked at the dilapidated mountain temple and didn't care. He walked in after a few steps.
In the mountain temple, a dilapidated divine case is placed there, and an ordinary-looking clay statue sits on the divine case.
The ground was covered with dust. I don't know how long it had been since it had been cleaned. There was a pile of hay somewhere, and it looked very good.
After thinking for a while, I came to a corner of the temple, waved my hand suddenly, and a huge strong wind swept across the ground.
Puff puff
Dust was flying, but Zhuang Wuming punched out like a mountain, bringing up countless strong winds. The soft force picked up all the dust and piled it to the other side.
The ground was much cleaner. Zhuang Wuming stood there, put down the planting technique, and began to practice the third level of secret technique, marrow cleansing and blood refining.
After practicing endlessly every day, he had calculated that he would be able to pass the third level in a month at most. By then, the internal energy and external energy would be combined into one and turned into true energy, and his potential would be fully tapped.
Time passed slowly, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye. Suddenly there was a burst of lightning and thunder outside the temple, and a heavy downpour came.
patter
Heavy rain hit the ground and puddles, making countless sounds of water.
"Hurry up, there is a temple over here."
"Let's go over and take shelter from the rain," a delicate voice said.
"The Temple of Wind and Rain Mountain is in a state of confusion," a man's refined voice sounded particularly harsh amid the sound of rain.
"Stop composing poems, we will all become drowned rats," a voice full of complaints said.
.............
Amidst the commotion, a group of young men and women walked in.
Each of them is dressed in silk and silk, and they are either handsome or delicate and beautiful. At first glance, they look like young men and young ladies going out for an outing, with several powerful guards following them.
A group of more than a dozen people entered the temple and instantly occupied most of the small temple.
They saw Zhuang Wuming in the corner. Among the group of people, a young master who was the leader stood out.
He cupped his hands in front of Zhuang Wuming and said, "Brother, please invite me. I'm in Yupan'an. I went out for an outing with my friends from the same city. We encountered wind and rain by chance and wanted to stay here for the night."
"I don't know if I'm disturbing my brother," Mr. Pianpianjia is polite and considerate, and can be said to be a model of a scholar.
Zhuang Wuming glanced at him and said calmly, "This is the mountain temple, not my home. You can do whatever you want."
Hearing this, Yu Pan'an had a smile on his face, nodded and said, "That's enough to bother you."
After finishing speaking, the group quickly began to settle down.
The caretakers built bonfires, boiled water for cooking, and made exquisite dry food for the young men, while the young ladies provided food for them.
A process that is very precise, obviously they do this kind of thing all the time.
Zhuang Wuming sat cross-legged at the side, his expression remained motionless, his eyes closed, as if he didn't care about their existence at all.
At this time, Yupan'an stood up and walked towards Zhuang Wuming, "Sir, you can come over to meet us and have some hot food. It can be considered a meeting."
Zhuang Wuming opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said with a weird smile, "No, I've already eaten. Three meals a day. Don't eat too much. I appreciate your kindness."
Yupan'an was not disappointed when he heard this and nodded, "Brother, you are in such a good state, I took the liberty of doing so."
Turning around and retreating into the crowd, a girl pouted, "This person is really ungrateful. Pan An has good intentions, but he is so disrespectful."
"He must be a lowly person who cannot stand on the stage."
He said angrily and looked at Zhuang Wuming. Although the young ladies around him didn't say anything, they obviously agreed.
Only Yupan'an frowned, "Miss Zhang, please don't be rude. We must be polite and considerate when we go out. This is our identity."
Upon hearing this, Miss Zhang quickly said, "Okay, Pan An, don't be angry."
Looking at this group of people, Zhuang Wuming narrowed his eyes and said nothing, just watching.
Within half an hour, another figure walked into the mountain temple from outside. Several guards stood up instantly, holding their swords and looking at the intruder warily.
The person who came was wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a long sword hanging on his back, and his whole body was filled with an elegant aura, just like a person from the immortal way.
Rumble
Thunder flashes, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the world seems to be covered, and the great abnormal person is set off by the people of the future.
"Excuse me, everyone. I am a disciple of the Swordsman Palace in Cangmang Mountain. I encountered a storm and came here to take shelter from the rain."
As soon as he heard that this man introduced himself, Nayu Pan'an stood up instantly and said in surprise, "He is actually a swordsman, please come here."