Not long after taking the medicine, Tao Zi held on to her body and hurried on with the others.
Li Xiu looked at her and said, "The spirit ship is gone and we can only rely on our legs. Are you sure you can bear it?"
"No problem, we can't stay any longer. The people of Minglan Sect are not trash."
A few of them left the place in a hurry, and the flower monk skillfully destroyed the traces.
Soon after, someone arrived at the place.
The leader was Fifteen. He scanned the place with a sullen face and said, "They have been here. Keep searching!"
They searched little by little, and Fifteen looked calm. Although he had a normal relationship with Thirteen, Thirteen was from the Minglan Sect. Killing Thirteen would be a slap in the face of the sect.
A disciple suddenly appeared in front of him and said respectfully: "Uncle Fifteenth, I found some medicine residue over there."
He looked over and saw that the disciple stretched out his hand. There were scattered medicinal residues on it.
Someone next to me sneered: "What can you tell from such a small amount of medicine residue?"
The disciple said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "You can tell from the weak smell of the medicinal residue that they were not fully prepared - the disciples had seen this medicinal material not far away, and they were getting the medicine on the spot. What's more, This is also enough to prove that some of them were injured, which is consistent with the picture returned by the spiritual trace in the mind of the Thirteenth Master."
"What's the use? Judging from these points, there is no trace of them at all." Thirteen squinted his eyes and looked at him.
The disciple smiled slightly and affirmed: "The disciple would venture to guess that they do not have medical practitioners - medical practitioners usually prepare medicines, so they will inevitably go to the city to seek medical treatment; secondly, they are not from a sect, otherwise they would not Even these ordinary medicines are not fully prepared, so they should not have too many utensils, especially those used on the road, to stay here. Thirdly, the medicine residue is still vaguely warm, which means that they just We haven't gone very long, so we shouldn't use spiritual weapons to chase them, as it would be easy to miss them."
Thirteen raised his eyebrows and asked, "What if you guessed wrong?"
"This is just a disciple's guess. Whether you believe it or not is up to your uncle."
He laughed and asked, "Where are you a disciple?"
"The new disciple who has joined the execution hall in recent years is named He."
"Yes, I will give you a group of people, and you will lead them to find the person."
"Thank you, Uncle Master, for your trust." The disciple surnamed He responded respectfully.
Not long after, he led the people to a soft land. He lowered his eyes and looked at the fresh soil under his feet, and calmly said to the people behind him: "There are many trees here. Pay attention to whether there are people on the trees."
"Yes, Senior Brother He." The disciples agreed one after another and looked up at the tree cautiously.
He stood there steadily, motionless, until the disciples came over one by one and said nothing was wrong, he frowned: "Keep going, look to the west, there is a small town over there, they may go there ”
As he said that, he also called a disciple and said: "Go and tell the Thirteenth Master that there is nothing unusual here. Let's see how the other three teams are doing. If there is any news, we will go and help."
"Yes, senior brother."
He left here as if nothing had happened, and during the process he also checked whether there were any signs in the grass.
Not long after they left, a hand reached out from the land, and the flower monk popped up from the ground, panting: "I almost couldn't help but want to come out and fight."
Han Yueshan also raised his head with difficulty: "That man stepped on me and it hurt my chest."
After several people appeared one after another, Xi Jing was shocked: "Where is senior sister?"
They hurriedly dug and finally dug out Tao Zi, who was about to fall into coma.
"No problem, we can't stay any longer. The people of Minglan Sect are not trash."
A few of them left the place in a hurry, and the flower monk skillfully destroyed the traces.
Soon after, someone arrived at the place.
The leader was Fifteen. He scanned the place with a sullen face and said, "They have been here. Keep searching!"
They searched little by little, and Fifteen looked calm. Although he had a normal relationship with Thirteen, Thirteen was from the Minglan Sect. Killing Thirteen would be a slap in the face of the sect.
A disciple suddenly appeared in front of him and said respectfully: "Uncle Fifteenth, I found some medicine residue over there."
He looked over and saw that the disciple stretched out his hand. There were scattered medicinal residues on it.
Someone next to me sneered: "What can you tell from such a small amount of medicine residue?"
The disciple said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "You can tell from the weak smell of the medicinal residue that they were not fully prepared - the disciples had seen this medicinal material not far away, and they were getting the medicine on the spot. What's more, This is also enough to prove that some of them were injured, which is consistent with the picture returned by the spiritual trace in the mind of the Thirteenth Master."
"What's the use? Judging from these points, there is no trace of them at all." Thirteen squinted his eyes and looked at him.
The disciple smiled slightly and affirmed: "The disciple would venture to guess that they do not have medical practitioners - medical practitioners usually prepare medicines, so they will inevitably go to the city to seek medical treatment; secondly, they are not from a sect, otherwise they would not Even these ordinary medicines are not fully prepared, so they should not have too many utensils, especially those used on the road, to stay here. Thirdly, the medicine residue is still vaguely warm, which means that they just We haven't gone very long, so we shouldn't use spiritual weapons to chase them, as it would be easy to miss them."
Thirteen raised his eyebrows and asked, "What if you guessed wrong?"
"This is just a disciple's guess. Whether you believe it or not is up to your uncle."
He laughed and asked, "Where are you a disciple?"
"The new disciple who has joined the execution hall in recent years is named He."
"Yes, I will give you a group of people, and you will lead them to find the person."
"Thank you, Uncle Master, for your trust." The disciple surnamed He responded respectfully.
Not long after, he led the people to a soft land. He lowered his eyes and looked at the fresh soil under his feet, and calmly said to the people behind him: "There are many trees here. Pay attention to whether there are people on the trees."
"Yes, Senior Brother He." The disciples agreed one after another and looked up at the tree cautiously.
He stood there steadily, motionless, until the disciples came over one by one and said nothing was wrong, he frowned: "Keep going, look to the west, there is a small town over there, they may go there ”
As he said that, he also called a disciple and said: "Go and tell the Thirteenth Master that there is nothing unusual here. Let's see how the other three teams are doing. If there is any news, we will go and help."
"Yes, senior brother." After saying that, he also called a disciple and said: "Go and tell the thirteenth senior uncle that there is nothing abnormal here. Then we will see how the situation of the other three teams is. If there is any news, we will Come over and help." After saying that, he also called a disciple and said: "Go and tell the Thirteenth Master that there is nothing unusual here.
