Chasing the fairy trail.
This ointment is secretly made from angelica dahurica, lavender, duheng, amomum villosum, borneol camphor, silver bone charcoal chips, etc.
Angelica dahurica, lavender, Duheng, and borneol camphor together have a strong smell, long-lasting dispersion, overflowing fragrance, and refreshing.
Amomum villosum and silver bone charcoal chips absorb fragrance and remove odor.
Mix it together and condense it, it will be light and tasteless, and it will refresh your mind. It is difficult to remove when exposed to water, and it will take ten days to dissipate when exposed to the air.
Therefore, the hunter only needs to apply some ointment on the lone prey and let it escape back to the forest. Then, without the prey being aware of it, he can use his spiritual perception to determine its whereabouts, find the prey's nest, and catch them all in one fell swoop.
At this time, there are two killers who are following their prey.
It might not be too difficult to slip away from a new killer.
But it is not easy to escape from the hands of a senior killer, not to mention that the prey disappeared in front of the two killers at the same time.
That means the prey was probably released deliberately by two hunters.
Chasing the Immortal Trace is an ointment unique to the Demon Palace, used to trace the traces of assassination targets.
One of the hunters was Leng Mei from the Demon Palace, and the other was Jiang Yichen.
Not so long ago, they were prey to hunters.
And that prey was Yin Li.
Not too long ago, he was a hunter hunting down prey.
Leng Mei smeared the Wizard Chaser on the toes of her shoes, and the target she kicked would no longer be able to escape from her grasp.
Yin Li was kicked by Leng Mei during the battle, so Leng Mei let him go.
Some people may notice that their whereabouts have been exposed because of the extra fragrance on their bodies, but no one will find out that their bodies have been tampered with just because they feel refreshed.
Naturally, Yin Li didn't notice anything fishy about him, but he was a cautious person. Leng Mei would let him go, which meant that she was sure to catch him. She might want to get it right, so he would have to make her pay the price. .
So, he came to Xiaofeng Mountain, which he had discussed with Ji Qianlin in advance.
Ji Qianlin has already made the cloth here, just waiting for the prey to fall into the trap.
He originally thought that he no longer needed to rely on the Tushita Gang, but when the identities of hunter and prey were exchanged, if he wanted to survive, he could only rely on external forces to make the hunters who came to hunt his prey become The prey in other people's mouths.
Of course, the subsequent treatment of these prey has nothing to do with him. He can only find a secluded place to heal himself.
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Xiaofeng Mountain is not a mountain, but a group of hills connected together to facilitate concealment.
In the Xiaofeng Mountains after sunset, the autumn wind blows and the chill is cool.
Seeing Yin Li's figure duck into the cave, Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei's figures also fell into the trees not far from the cave entrance.
"There is indeed a nest in this mountain." Jiang Yichen thought to himself.
Seeing that Yin Li had been in the cave for a while, Leng Mei stood up and wanted to step forward, but a hand put on her shoulder, stopping her movement.
"That's it, be careful if you go further." Jiang Yichen's voice came from the side.
"It's too late." Leng Mei sneered, slapped Jiang Yichen's hand away, and ran out of the bushes.
"Young lady is right. It's too late to leave now." Before Jiang Yichen could react from Leng Mei's words and deeds, an unexpected yet reasonable voice told him that it was indeed too late.
Jiang Yichen sighed softly, then rushed out of the bushes and landed next to Leng Mei.
"Have you discovered it early?"
Although he knew it would be difficult to respond, Jiang Yichen still asked out loud because he was really depressed. All the shrewd women were acting and thought they were the oriole, but he was the cicada who was kept in the dark.
What responded to him was the rustling footsteps of Ji Qianlin leading eighteen figures around him, and the scene gate that Leng Mei erected on the ground.
"I thought that five martial arts masters would be enough to capture my little brother, but I never expected that my little brother is not only extremely lucky, even a thousand-foot-high valley can't knock you to death, but he is also very blessed. The beauties around him have changed one after another. One, the slave family is really falling in love with you more and more, and wants to be by your little brother's side, so that you can enjoy this good fortune. How about if the little brother comes to follow the slave family, and the slave family will make sure that all your wishes come true and all your requests are answered, how about it?" Ji? Qian Lin was naturally aware of Leng Mei's skills and did not dare to get too close. However, his piercing eyes seemed to crawl onto Jiang Yichen, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
"You're really not ashamed." Jiang Yichen muttered in his heart, but then he said, "I'll answer my request? Okay, how about you let some friends from the Emei sect, Zui Hongyan, Wuxiang Sect, and Taiji Village go to show your sincerity?"
"Hey, little brother, this is my little daughter-in-law, so she's asking for a dowry gift before she's even married. Isn't it too impatient?" Ji Qianlin said coquettishly.
"How much longer do you have to go on?" Leng Mei said impatiently before Jiang Yichen could say anything.
Jiang Yichen choked at Leng Mei's words, then immediately said: "That's enough."
Immediately, the swords swung in all directions, like a white lotus suddenly blooming in the dark night. Dozens of celestial magic sword energies swayed in a circular shape like ripples towards the opponents surrounding them, while Leng Mei flashed towards Ji Qianlin. .
It turns out that when Leng Mei set up the scene, they had a simple countermeasure. They used the opportunity of dialogue to delay the opponents from appearing one by one, taking them by surprise and attacking them unprepared.
Jiang Yichen had secretly activated the Heavenly Intention Art. With Jingmen's blessing, his sword intent surged and his energy surged. He swung the sword and shot out several times more Heavenly Illusion Sword Energy than usual. The momentum was like a spring, moving forward indomitably.
If it weren't for the supernatural and heaven-defying footwork such as "Jinghong Guo Gong" that was too overbearing and used too frequently in a short period of time, it would damage the heart and muscles. Otherwise, Leng Mei would not have any hesitation. The moment Ji Qianlin approached, , he will definitely let her taste the pain first to avenge the obsession Gu.
"Huh, little brother and little sister are too cruel! If you bully the slave family like this, then the slave family will have to ask these eighteen eminent monks to suppress you." Although Ji Qianlin looked carefree on the surface, in fact he was very careful. Fa, Jiang Leng already noticed something was wrong the moment they talked. When Leng Mei launched a surprise attack, she had already stepped aside, and there were five black shadows next to her, blocking Leng Mei's offensive.
The eighteen eminent monks Ji Qianlin mentioned were the eighteen figures surrounding her.
They are said to be eminent monks, but they do not look like monks. All of them have their hair disheveled, wearing masks of ferocious evil spirits, half of their black robes, and the other half of their robes hanging down, revealing their strong bodies. If you look closely, you will see that they are engraved with Black Sanskrit.
If there is anything about them that is related to the word "monk", it is the Sanskrit characters and the weapons in their hands that are like sticks and pestles.
If a dozen celestial magic sword qi are used against only one person, they may pose a great threat. However, if used against more than ten people, the other party will be able to easily dodge the sword qi even if it is exposed to rain and dew. Its effect is nothing more than Let the two people trapped in the middle find a position suitable for their challenge in that moment.
The five black-robed monks blocked Leng Mei back, but after a few rounds, Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei discovered that the martial arts of these black-robed monks were not exquisite, but they were fierce and fierce. Their bodies were like copper pouring iron. The casting does not hurt at all, and there is a crisp ping-ping-pong-pong sound after hitting it. Could it be that it is not a mortal body?
As the fight progressed, every move made by the black-robed monk gradually gave off a soft and peaceful Buddha light.
This Buddha's light was incompatible with their attire.
In the light and shadow there are flying dragons, tigers, giant elephants, angry lions, golden bowls, golden pagodas and so on.
"Could these eighteen people be from Shaolin?" Jiang Yichen was shocked. These scenes seemed to be similar to the rumored Eighteen Arhats or Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin.
"Eighteen Arhats Demon Subduing Array! We can't get out." Thirteen black-robed monks used their own methods to make Leng Mei vulnerable from both sides. Leng Mei used the opening of the door to change shape, looking for an opportunity to break free from the encirclement, and was about to attack again. When Ji Qianlin stepped forward, she found that her steps could no longer cross a scratch on the ground that was glowing with Buddha light intermittently. A quick glance showed that the scratch seemed to be a circle, trapping her, Jiang Yichen, and the eighteen black-robed monks in it. .
What made her uneasy was that even if she could set up the opening formation outside the circle, she could not rely on this strange armor-hiding technique to displace herself outside the demon-subduing formation.
The longer time passes, the power of the Demon Subduing Array will slowly appear, and the Buddha's light will suppress the evil in the world. In this formation, she and Jiang Yichen are the "evils", and at that time, the movement of inner energy will be controlled. Once the protection of internal strength is lost, the power of the sword cannot defeat these invulnerable bronze men. How can we get out of trouble with only two fists?
