I Can Track Everything

Yuan Qingtian heard the conversation of these people and felt like crying.

Even if it's the peak of transcending tribulation, so what?

There are eight of you who are going through the tribulation. You don’t dare to do this. You are too cowardly!

Although senior brother is usually very steady in his behavior, compared with these people, it is really far behind!

"Let me think about this matter further. Moreover, after the leader of the Shenxiu Sect just heard what I said, he must be setting up defenses now. If I go now, it will just go with his heart. It is better to wait for a while, and then the Shenxiu Sect will naturally Flaws will be revealed!"

After a long silence, Qiu Wen said softly.

"The sect master is wise!"

a group of people chanted in unison.

…

Before I knew it, half a day passed.

Yuan Qingtian, whose freedom was restricted, drooped his head and his eyes were a little dull.

He originally heard that the Wenjian Sect was as timid as a mouse and did not dare to cause trouble, and that it had access to the Tianming Sanctuary, so he came to seek cooperation.

I didn't expect that such a strange sect would appear.

The Wen Wen Sect did not dare to provoke anyone of the same level as the Wen Wen Sect. Those who dared to provoke the Wen Wen Sect were all small sects, and they were all eradicated by the Wen Wen Sect. Of course, no comments would be made.

That's why this sect gained the reputation of being as timid as a mouse.

Just when he was thinking about how to deal with it next, Qiu Wen suddenly walked in with an old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe looked at Yuan Qingtian carefully while playing with the Nether Soul Gold.

"The integrated monk actually swaggered through the market with divine gold. He really didn't know how to live or die! Qiu Wen, you did a good job. You should do this in the future. Whatever you encounter, do it boldly. I'm here to help you. What are you afraid of!"

Qiu Wen smiled naively and said with great respect: "What Senior Heiming taught you is..."

The old man in black robe glanced at him, and then suddenly shot out a black energy from his hand and blasted into Yuan Qingtian's body.

"Boy, I planted a dark seed in your body. You'd better take us to that Shenxiu Sect. If you dare to play any tricks, I will make your life worse than death!"

Yuan Qingtian glanced at the old man in front of him and knew that the old man was a Mahayana monk, and he couldn't help but feel a little less confident.

He never expected that Qiu Wen, whom he called his senior brother's cultivation in the middle stage of the Tribulation, would directly find the backer of the Mahayana Stage of Tianming Sanctuary.

Do you want it to be so stable?

Looking for a backer, does Shenjin have anything to do with the Wenjian Sect? I don’t know what is in Qiu Wen’s mind?

Qiu Wen seemed to see Yuan Qingtian's thoughts, his eyes were rather disdainful.

In this Abyss world, those who like to take risks and are as strong as the fighting saint king have fallen.

Only stability can last forever.

In order to be stable, the most important thing is to find a strong backer. This is also the project that the Wenwen Sect spends the most on, accounting for 80% of the Wenwen Sect's annual consumption.

Generally speaking, if a sect is willing to spend 30% of its income to find a backer every year, it would be good.

"This sand sculpture is probably thinking why I am willing to give the Netherworld Divine Gold to Elder Heiming... Haha, I don't even think about it. Is such a treasure something that our sect can possess?"

Qiu Wen looked at Yuan Qingtian with contempt and disgust in his eyes.

In his eyes, Yuan Qingtian, a fused monk who went out with the Nether Soul Gold was simply treason!

If their Wenjian Sect had such a disciple, they would be defeated by him in a matter of minutes!

"The boy doesn't dare..."

Yuan Qingtian replied tremblingly, his eyes full of fear.

"I forgive you for not daring to do it. Don't worry, as long as this harvest can satisfy me, I can spare your life."

Hei Ming grinned sinisterly.

"Absolutely not!" Qiu Wen exclaimed next to him, and then added weakly.

“If you cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows…”

Hei Ming's cheeks twitched when he heard this.

He's just a fusion monk. Are you so serious?

After glancing at Qiu Wen, Hei Ming flew out with Yuan Qingtian in his arms.

At this time, outside, the Jian Jian Sect's army was already ready.

There are three flying boats in total, and there are fifty monks on each flying boat, all of whom have cultivation levels above distraction.

After boarding the flying boat with the word "steady" engraved on its body, Yuan Qingtian's eyes twitched slightly.

This Jianjian Sect's flying boat is actually not small. It stands to reason that each boat can hold two hundred monks.

But most of the space on the airship is used to set up defensive formations. In addition, a large amount of cultivation resources, spiritual stones and crystals, and spare escape airships are also stored in the cabin of the airship.

In this situation, you can fly 1.8 million miles without needing to stop for resupply.

However, after boarding the flying boat, the flying boat did not move immediately. Instead, it delayed for an hour and waited until it got dark before the flying boat started to set off.

Along the way, the speed of the three flying boats was neither too fast nor too slow, as if they were rushing along.

Yuan Qingtian was guiding the way on the first flying boat, and he couldn't figure out what these Jianjian Sect monks were thinking.

The distance of tens of thousands of miles was nothing to the Wenjian Sect's flying boats. When it got completely dark, the three flying boats had stopped a hundred miles away from Tianshui Mountain where the Shenxiu Sect's mountain gate was located.

Qiu Wen left the flying boat and began to issue orders.

"Everyone does his or her job! Start taking action now!"

At this order, one hundred and fifty Jianjian Sect monks flew out in three groups.

The first batch began to set up blockade formations around Tianshui Mountain. Judging from the techniques, they were extremely professional.

The second group approached Tianshui Mountain from different directions, apparently to spy on intelligence.

There is also a group that hangs high in the air as a reserve team to prevent unexpected situations from happening at any time.

Hei Ming looked at this scene and suppressed the anger in his heart without speaking.

It's just a small sect established in a poor place. How can it mobilize troops and mobilize people like this?

If the Wenjian Sect hadn't given him so many resources, he would have wanted to curse.

Qiu Wen glanced at Hei Ming and said apologetically: "Senior, please forgive me, this is our way of doing things, and there is a saying that goes well, know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be in danger! The more you prepare, the better you will go."

Hei Ming glared at him and said nothing.

…

"Report to the sect master! I found the mountain gate stone tablet. There is no doubt that this place is indeed the Shenxiu sect!"

After a while, a disciple of the Wenjian Sect flew over and reported.

Qiu Wen nodded and waved his hand.

"Explore again!"

"As you command!"

"Report to the sect master! This Shenxiu Sect only has a simple shielding formation and a very weak protective formation! There is no hidden formation!"

…

"Reporting to the sect master, no monks were found in ambush within a hundred miles! There are no powerful true spirits! There are no dangerous Jedi!"

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"Reporting to the sect master, the formation masters have already begun to break the formation silently! It is expected that the formation will be broken in half an hour!"

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"Reporting to the sect master, the blockade formation has been set up. As long as Shenxiu Sect does not have Mahayana monks, it is absolutely impossible to break through the blockade formation!"

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Listening to the reports one by one, the smile on Qiu Wen's face grew stronger and stronger.

The reason why Wenjian Sect can continue to this day is due to Wenjian's ancestral precepts.

A lion fighting a rabbit requires all his strength, but this is nothing to him.

Their steady sect will do their best to fight against rabbits, ants, cockroaches, and air.

In this way, the Wenjian Sect was busy for half an hour. Seeing that Hei Ming was about to lose all his patience, a monk from the Wenjian Sect flew over and reported the final information.

"The Shenxiu Sect's protective formation has been broken through. After investigation, there is only one monk inside!"

After hearing this information, the fat on Qiu Wen's face trembled, and he clapped his hands suddenly and said to Hei Ming: "Senior! It's stable!"