I Can Track Everything

Zhou Lu's expression changed greatly when he heard the words, and his calm expression immediately became panicked.

You must know that it is a powerhouse at the peak of distraction, and it will not take long to get here.

Chen Chen glanced at him, and without a word, flew westward with the red-robed cultivator.

The small sect mentioned by the red-robed cultivator was three thousand miles to the north, and it was impossible for Chen Chen to go directly north, otherwise it would be over if he hit a straight face, so he went in a detour.

Seeing this, Zhou Lu gritted his teeth and followed behind.

After flying for about a quarter of an hour, the red-robed cultivator's communication token came with an inquiry from the two Demon Venerables.

"Where are you? What about the monk who got the treasure?"

Chen Chen glanced at the red-robed cultivator and moved his lips a few times. The red-robed cultivator immediately understood and replied, "Sir, he flew south. Because of his high cultivation, I didn't dare to get too close. I can trace his trace through the residual spiritual power fluctuations in the air, please forgive me, Lord Mozun.”

After saying this, the red-robed cultivator subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but when he reached out his hand, he realized that he was just a primordial spirit now. Where is the cold sweat?

"It takes a quarter of an hour to get to where we were before, which is much faster than me."

Chen Chen thought silently in his heart. At this time, they were still hundreds of miles away from that small sect.

...

After another quarter of an hour, Chen Chen finally saw the so-called small sect.

This sect is called Peach Blossom Sect. There are peach trees everywhere in the sect. Compared with Li Xianzong, there are more Yingying and Yanyan here.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Chen sealed the red-robed cultivator, turned himself into a red-robed cultivator, and escorted Zhou Lu towards the Peach Blossom Sect's mountain gate.

Before stepping into the mountain gate, a charming voice rang in his ears.

"Chijiao, what are you doing here?"

Chen Chen respectfully said: "Master Mozun went out to hunt for treasures. I'm afraid that there will be a loss here, so let me come back to guard."

"Hmph, that dead ghost really doesn't trust me, hey, who is this young man next to you?"

The voice snorted in dissatisfaction, and then mentioned Zhou Lu again.

"A cultivator caught on the road seems to be investigating Lingjin City. I thought he was not strong enough, so I took him back together."

"Hehe, you're really not a thing."

The voice fell, the formation of the mountain gate was withdrawn, and Chen Chenyou blended in without any risk.

I have to say that this time, it is thanks to the disguise mask that Li Xiang gave him, otherwise how could he get in so easily?

As for the place where the group of monks were being held, he had already asked the monk in red, and now, under the guidance of his divine sense, he could be said to be familiar.

Chen Chen's pace was extremely fast, but in a short time he came to the prison where the monks were being held.

Fortunately, the two Demon Venerables walked in a hurry, and they didn't put a too strong formation on the dense cage.

After Chen Chen easily broke the restriction of the secret prison, he walked in so grandly.

The inside of the prison is very dark, and as soon as the door is opened, there is a cold air blowing towards the face.

In addition, there were several screams from time to time in the depths of the secret cell, making the already terrifying secret cell even more gloomy.

Zhou Lu couldn't wait to go deeper, but was held in place by Chen Chen.

"Don't be impulsive, everyone may be watching our every move now."

Hearing Chen Chen's divine voice transmission, Zhou Luqiang suppressed his emotions, lowered his head, and quickly slowed down.

The deeper the two of them went, the stronger the depression in their hearts, and the screams became clearer and clearer.

When the door was opened again, a picture like hell came into Chen Chen's eyes.

This is an incomparably huge hall with hundreds of tall copper pillars covered with array patterns.

At this time, most of these copper pillars were tied to people. Without exception, all of these people were described as withered and their bodies were on the verge of collapse.

Above each copper pillar, there is a black gas that is constantly eroding the monks tied to the copper pillars.

As for those screams, some came from the cultivators who were tied up, and some came from the black qi, as if the black qi had life.

Who would have thought that such a terrifying place is hidden in the underground of a peach garden?

"What an evil means..."

Chen Chen frowned, and after sweeping through his consciousness, he quickly found Shizu Qingmu on a copper pillar.

At this time, Qing Mu was in ragged clothes, covered in blood, with red blood on his gray hair, and the whole person seemed to be dead.

Although he was anxious, Chen Chen's footsteps were still steady. After walking out a few steps, he came to Qingmu.

Seemingly sensing someone coming, Qingmu's drooping eyelids trembled slightly, and said weakly, "Didn't I say it? The Linglong Shenjin is not here with me... I'm just an alchemist, what do I want the Linglong Shenjin to do? "

Looking at his miserable appearance, Chen Chen sighed in his heart, and calmly fed a medicinal pill into his mouth.

As an alchemist, Qing Mu naturally knew what kind of pill he had swallowed, so he instantly became energized and raised his head.

He had seen the red-robed cultivator in front of him, but it seemed a little different today.

Chen Chen did not look at him, but looked at the erratic black mist above the copper pillar.

This thing seems to have wisdom, and it is somewhat similar to the calamity of the demons that I encountered at the beginning.

After thinking for a while, Chen Chen stretched out his hand, and Haoran Shengguang Jue urged, the black mist shook violently, and finally it was irresistibly purified by Haoran Shengguangjue.

Feeling the power of his divine consciousness that had become stronger, Chen Chen couldn't help but sighed at the power of his mighty holy light.

When he arrived in the upper realm, he naturally knew that Haoran Holy Light Jue belonged to the category of secret arts.

However, he had never heard of a heaven-defying secret technique like Haoran Shengguang Jue, and even the Wanbing Jue was far inferior.

After the black fog was swallowed, the spiritual light on the copper pillar began to dim slowly, and finally Qingmu slowly slipped down from the copper pillar.

"Master, don't be impatient."

Chen Chen's divine sense transmitted a sentence, and Qing Mu's originally dim eyes suddenly flashed a ray of light, which was full of shock and disbelief.

However, these emotions disappeared in an instant, but in an instant, Qingmu turned into that half-dead look again.

Chen Chen put down his master, walked slowly towards the other copper pillar, fed the medicine pill, and swallowed the black mist in one go.

That fluent, unhurried gesture does not seem to be rescuing the hostages, but to put down the hostages and escort them to the court.

Not far away, Zhou Lu obeyed Chen Chen's orders and did not move, just silently watching Chen Chen's operations.

To be honest, this person's ability has far exceeded his imagination.

If he hadn't met this person, he would still be wandering around the ruins of Lingjin City like a headless fly. Where would he have the chance to find Master so quickly?

Seeing that the master was also rescued by Chen Chen, Zhou Lu breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time was full of gratitude and admiration for Chen Chen.

However, just after rescuing twenty monks, the coquettish voice from outside the prison came again.

"Chi Kok, what are you doing? Do you want to lock them elsewhere?"

To be honest, with Chijiao's calm movement, the Sect Master of the Peach Blossom Sect never thought that this guy was actually saving people.

"Yes, Lord Mozun said that it is not safe to be held here." Chen Chen said flatly.

"Oh? Is that so? Then I'll ask Demon Venerable."

After that, she took out a communication token, and the atmosphere in the secret room became weird at this moment.