Mortal Seeking Immortal

With just this one face-to-face meeting, Ye Zhou immediately concluded that these three people must have the information about the demon cultivators he wanted. After all, he found a faint ray of demonic energy that was about to dissipate from one of them.

Ye Zhou guessed that this person had fought against or had contact with demonic cultivators, so he was accidentally infected with this wisp of demonic energy.

Ye Zhou deliberately pretended to be looking at the scenery outside the window, but in fact he was focusing all his attention on these three people.

Sure enough, not long after the three monks sat down, they saw one of them, a tenth-level Qi practitioner who was as thin as a stick. After drinking several sips of tea, he said angrily:

"Brother, that man just now is really overbearing. Everyone can hunt the monsters in Prison Mountain, so why don't we brothers be allowed to hunt them? He will kill us if we disagree with him. It's really unreasonable!"

After saying that, the thin monk angrily slammed the tea cup in his hand on the table, as if to vent his dissatisfaction.

The eleventh-level Qi-training monk in a half-worn blue robe sitting next to the thin monk took out a folding fan painted with ink bamboo from his arms and kept fanning the wind beside him, as if he wanted to blow away the worries in his heart. Angry, he echoed the emaciated monk:

"That's right, brother, I think that man's cultivation is only at the twelfth level of qi training. If the four of us brothers fight together, it's not impossible to kill him! Why do we have to leave the fourth brother to hold him back and let us retreat? !”

"Brother, in my opinion, you have always been too cautious! So much so that now you are hesitant to take action."

Sitting opposite the blue-robed monk, the bearded monk at the eleventh level of Qi training, with a pale face and fearful eyes, seemed to have suppressed the fear in his heart just now.

He looked around cautiously, and after seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he scolded in a low voice: "Shut up, you two!"

"Do you think I'm really afraid of that monk who is at the twelfth level of Qi training?"

The skinny monk asked with doubts in his eyes: "Isn't it true? Brother, what did you discover?"

As soon as the thin monk finished speaking, he saw the blue-robed monk on the side looking at the bearded monk nervously, waiting for the next sentence.

The bearded monk said: "You also know that my spiritual consciousness is slightly stronger than that of ordinary monks of the same level."

"I just discovered that not far behind the twelfth-level Qi Refining monk, there was an extremely terrifying aura leaking out. The owner of that aura is definitely not one that the four of us can afford to offend."

"And that breath makes me feel like I've seen it before. I don't know where I've met it before."

The blue-robed monk said: "Maybe they are not the same group?"

The bearded monk shook his head and said: "I can confirm that the breath is from the same group as the twelfth-level qi-training monk. Otherwise, do you think that with his twelfth-level qi-training cultivation, he dares to provoke the four of us alone?"

"If we continue to entangle, we will probably provoke that person to kill us. Fortunately, I was cautious and asked my fourth brother, who has extraordinary physical skills, to delay the twelfth-level Qi-training monk for a moment. Otherwise, we would probably be four corpses now. ”

After the bearded monk finished speaking, the two blue-robed monks remained silent, and the anger on their faces did not disappear at some point.

After a moment, the emaciated monk asked curiously: "Brother, the four of us travel together all year round. Where have you ever encountered an aura similar to this one?"

The bearded monk frowned, as if he was thinking. After a while, the bearded monk excitedly lowered his voice and said, "I remembered!"

"Do you still remember that we went to a casual cultivator meeting two years ago? On the way, I told you that I had an appointment with a friend and asked you to go ahead and meet at the destination."

"It was at that time that when my friends and I passed through a village, we found that all the people in that village had been slaughtered. That's when I discovered the similar aura from the village."

The blue-robed monk's face darkened: "We slaughtered all the people in the village. Only a demon cultivator can do such a crazy thing. Brother, could it be that the aura we encountered today is a demon cultivator?!"

The bearded monk nodded and said, "It's very possible."

The thin monk looked anxiously outside the inn and said, "Isn't the fourth brother in danger? The demon cultivators are all ruthless people. If the fourth brother falls into their hands, I'm afraid life would be worse than death. No, I'm going to have a look."

After saying that, the emaciated monk was about to get up and look for the person, but was stopped by the bearded monk: "Don't worry, I noticed that the breath seemed to be dealing with other things, so I won't interfere easily."

"With my fourth brother's physical skills, I can easily escape from the hands of the twelfth-level qi-training monk. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to let my fourth brother cut off the rear."

The emaciated monk finally suppressed his inner anxiety, and the three of them sat quietly for a while. During this period, they looked outside the inn from time to time, but none of them saw the familiar figure, and all four of them felt uneasy.

At this time, the blue-robed monk folded his folding fan with a swish sound and said: "Why is the fourth brother not back yet? With his speed, even if he has been entangled with the twelfth-level Qi Practicing monk for a longer time, he should have arrived at Qingyan City by now." You should make peace with us. Could it be that something delayed you along the way?"

The bearded monk pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe, let's wait another two-quarters of an hour. If the fourth brother doesn't come, we will go back the way we came to find him."

Both the blue-robed monks nodded in agreement.

Then I heard the bearded monk say in a deep voice: "In my opinion, we should give up hunting the monsters this time and go straight back home. There are demon cultivators in Prison Mountain, and this seemingly peaceful Qingyan City may also be in trouble." It’s messed up.”

"Sigh, I wonder when all these demonic cultivators wreaking havoc across the Spiritual Fantasy Continent will be eliminated."

Not long after the bearded monk finished speaking, the thin monk sitting on the side facing the door and window said with surprise: "Here he is! The fourth brother is back!"

The three men with beards hurriedly stood up and went out to meet a young man in his twenties who was tired of life outside the inn.

As soon as the four people met, they whispered a few words to each other, and then went straight to the west gate. It seemed that they were preparing to leave Qingyan City through the west gate.

"But can I really leave?"

Sitting in the inn, Ye Zhou's consciousness fell on the storage bag on the young man's waist. There was a black demonic insect the size of a sesame seed lying there. A faint wisp of demonic energy drifted from the black demonic insect. He came out without being noticed by the four people.

This insect is called the Demonic Hidden Insect. It is non-aggressive, but it will leave a faint trace of demonic energy wherever it passes, and it will not dissipate within half an hour. Because the Demonic Hidden Insect is extremely difficult for monks to detect, it is often Used by demon cultivators to track monks.

"It seems that these four people are being targeted by that group of demon cultivators. All we need to do is follow these four people and wait for them."

Ye Zhou released his spiritual consciousness to explore the surroundings and saw that no one was following the four bearded people. Ye Zhou then calmly chased in the direction where the four people left.