Soon, in the morning, Yang Si arrived at the first location.
However, Yang Si frowned after arriving.
This is the residence of a Jianghu sect in the South China Sea, a very small Jianghu sect.
Yang Si thought it would be the same as Dadao Club.
But after arriving, Yang Si found that the entire Jianghu sect was empty, and there was no one left.
Afterwards, Yang Si walked around the station of this Jianghu sect.
We did see some fleshless bones and some traces, indicating that there were indeed blood cultists here.
But what about those Blood Cultists now?
Yang Si turned on the tracking technique in confusion. After identifying the smell here, he hesitated again.
Do you want to chase me and have a look?
But there was another location on hand.
After taking a look, the location of the second location was not too far away, and I could still make it at my own speed.
Let’s chase them first. The Blood Cultists are hiding very deep now. With the unexpected situation here, if we continue to pursue them, we might get some unexpected gains.
Thinking of this, Yang Si followed those auras and followed them all the way.
Densely packed, there were about thirty or forty auras, and they were not scattered all the way out from the station of this small martial arts sect.
So the best…
Soon, Yang Si followed these auras and came to a temple.
Yang Si frowned, temple?
Since the incident with the demon monk last time, all the temples in Nanhai should have been demolished.
Why is there a temple here?
After observing the surroundings, it was relatively desolate. Some parts of the temple had collapsed and were very dilapidated. It seemed that it was an abandoned temple. No wonder it was spared.
After all, if it was an abandoned temple, the people would naturally not bother to waste time demolishing it.
but…
Yang Si frowned and sensed that within the vision of the tracking technique, there was a lot of aura in this temple.
In addition to the aura in that small sect, there are many people, probably close to more than 300 people.
However, the aura from that small sect is all in it.
There is no doubt that the masters of the auras from those small sects should all be blood cultists.
So…
There is no doubt that the people in this temple are blood cultists.
Sure enough, there was an unexpected gain.
It seems that the people in this abandoned temple should all be blood cultists.
What a great harvest.
Yang Si raised his eyebrows, and it was worth following him.
Afterwards, Yang Si quietly came to the location of the temple, but Yang Si did not immediately take action to clean up these blood cultists.
Now Yang Si estimates that at this time, there are not many blood cultists in the South China Sea, so these guys are hiding very deep.
Yang Si thought about eavesdropping to see if he could hear some useful information, and then follow the clues to catch more blood cultists.
Um?
At this moment, Yang Si raised his eyebrows and someone came.
Afterwards, Yang Si immediately operated the Turtle Breathing Technique in a relatively secret location and hid it.
Fortunately, I didn't take action immediately.
In this case, there is a high probability that the people who can come here are blood cultists.
If he couldn't hold back and took action immediately, these newly arrived blood cultists would probably be scared away before they even got close.
As a result, Yang Si hid even tighter.
Finally, the group of people appeared in Yang Si's field of vision.
Yang Si frowned when he saw the group of people.
Monk?
Why are there still monks?
Moreover, Yang Si sensed that the monk was not weak in strength.
Among them, the old monk who took the lead had a vague aura about him.
end.
The old monk who took the lead was still an old monk.
Why are there still monks who have reached the limit? Could it be that they are demonic monks from the Buddhist kingdom?
Just when Yang Si sensed it, the monk Zhijie frowned. Just now he felt a vague sense of peeping.
However, it was just a fleeting moment.
Illusion?
"Bodhisattva, there is a ruined temple ahead. Let's go and stay first."
One of the monks looked at the ruined temple in front and said.
Monk Zhijie put the feeling he just felt behind him and looked up at the ruined temple.
"That's not right, this ruined temple is alive." Monk Zhijing said with a frown.
"Is it a traveler passing by?" Another monk asked.
"It's not like, with the current situation in the South China Sea, there are still people wandering around."
"Besides, the people inside are probably not good people. I saw the smell of blood. They might be the Green Forest Bandits." Monk Zhijie frowned and said.
"Oh~ doesn't that mean we have to start killing again?"
The other monk sighed.
"Amitabha, it doesn't matter that if he is really a green forest thief, he is a person who deserves death. Buddha will forgive him."
"Let's take a closer look at the situation first. Don't hurt innocent people. If it's not Green Forest Avenue, don't pay attention. I'm just looking for a place to rest for the time being."
Monk Zhijing made a Buddhist name.
Hearing this, Yang Si frowned slightly. Judging from the situation, these monks did not seem to be bad people.
Soon, the monks approached.
"It shouldn't be far from Mingjian Villa here." Monk Zhijie asked.
"Reporting to Bodhisattva, there is not much distance left. We should be able to arrive today." A monk next to him replied.
The old monk Zhijing nodded: "That's good. I hope the Fourth Young Master can agree to let us contribute."
"It should...not be enough to refuse."
One of the monks spoke.
The old monk shook his head: "It's hard to say."
Yang Si's mind became even more confused. Are these monks going to Mingjian Villa to find him?
and…
From what I heard, it seemed like he was coming to help?
Yang Si didn't have time to think too much.
"who!"
These monks did not conceal their whereabouts.
Immediately, he was discovered by the blood cultists in the temple.
"A group of monks are coming outside."
"Monk? Are they the holy monks here?"
"It shouldn't be."
"No, I have seen a group of holy monks. These monks are all strangers."
"Ask clearly, if it is the holy monk and his people, don't flood the Dragon King Temple."
"If not, hey, then there just happen to be too few people in that small sect. Raising a few holy moths is not enough for everyone to share."
Hearing this, Yang Si frowned, as if he had caught something.
At the same time, Yang Si had a bad premonition in his heart.
Who is the holy monk mentioned by these blood cultists?
Yang Si's heart was ringing with alarm bells.
"Hey, who are you monks? Are you members of the holy monks?"
A blood cultist came out, looked at the group of monks and said.
"Amitabha, holy monk?"
The monk in front of him also looked confused.
"Holy Monk?"
At this time, the old monk Zhijie spoke doubtfully, and then remembered something.
"Are you from the Buddhist country?"
Monk Zhijie looked at the blood cultist with a gloomy expression.
Holy monk, this title is the title given to the Buddhist monks.
Now, the reason why Daxia Buddhism has ended up like this is because of the evil monks in the Buddhist country.
"Bah~ I'm not a bald donkey. You didn't see that I have hair."
"I am a member of the Southern Barbarian Blood Cult."
The blood cultist took a sip and spoke.
At this time, all the monks were stunned.
"Amitabha."
Then a group of monks chanted the Buddha's name together.
"It's true that he has no place to look for, and it takes no effort to get it."
