The beggar, still limping, wandered around the county again, and then left through the south gate of Changshui County after being inspected by the soldiers at the city gate tower. After going out, he looked around and saw No one noticed him, so they turned around and disappeared into the dense forest outside the county.
After a while, an old man with a thin face, carrying a stick and a stick, came from the south gate. He entered the county. After a while, he went out from the north gate of Changshui County.
Not long after, another dandy came from the south gate. He entered the county with a cynical look and walked out from the west gate holding a paper fan.
Not long after, another beggar entered from the east city gate and stayed in the county. Half an hour later, a hawker came out of Changshui County, dressed plainly, and left from the north city gate carrying some fruits.
"Phew! It's so dangerous..."
The hawker walked for a while and came to a remote road. Seeing no one around, he destroyed the fruits on the spot, cast a spell on the pole and burned it all, and leaned against a tree with an expression on his face as if he was surviving the disaster.
This person is none other than Chen Mo who escaped from the Lingshi Mine!
The disciples of the Tianjian Sect do not distinguish between inner and outer sects. They are only respected in terms of cultivation. The blue sword embroidered on the Taoist robe is for Qi refining cultivation, the green sword is for foundation-building monks, and the Taoist robe with the red sword can only be used by core disciples. Wear it, and the symbol of the core disciple is...the late stage of foundation building! !
Originally I just wanted to go into the city to inquire about the news, but I didn't want to be bumped into by the foundation-building monks of the Tianjian Sect. It's a miracle that I didn't die on the spot!
"Fortunately, I took the antidote pill before entering the city, so my cultivation will disappear temporarily..."
"This person must be someone sent by the sect to investigate this matter. I haven't gotten the portrait of the fugitive yet, so I was able to escape."
"Thousands of miles away from the Lingshi Mine, only the Qingniu Town serves as a supply for the guards in the mine. The Lingshi Mine is in ruins and there is no need for investigation. He should go to Qingniu Town..."
Chen Mo took off the green plain clothes worn by the vendor and burned them on the spot. He muttered a spell silently and at the same time patted the small storage bag on his waist. Several pieces of burlap clothes and a complete map appeared in front of him like magic. .
He held a small dead branch and simulated the pursuit route of the disciples of the Tianjian Sect on the map. This was his innate habit of planning and then acting.
"Four hours is enough for a round trip at the foundation-building stage, but to catch me... he won't just rely on himself, those guards should be the main force!"
"Suppose he went to Qingniu Town for two hours and knew my existence when he got there. However, it would take at least half a day for the guards to reach Changshui County and come after me... I have already traveled a long distance... ."
Chen Mo thought of this and took out a brown talisman paper from his pocket. On it was a simple image of a swallow carved with cinnabar. He recited the incantation silently, and the talisman suddenly started to flutter rapidly. In a few breaths, it became about three feet tall. Square, floating above the ground.
"Quick!" Chen Mo shouted low, put a little force on his feet, and jumped onto the talisman. The cinnabar on the Yanxing Talisman suddenly showed a dazzling red color. After a while, he left the dense forest outside the county and was the same as the previous one. Like monks, they rose into the sky.
This was not Chen Mo's first time flying. At this moment, he was concentrating and controlling the flying talisman to speed towards the south, because the only way to survive was to escape from the northern border of Zhao and fly to the middle border.
The spiritual power in the Qi Refining Stage monks' bodies is not enough to control flying swords, so the flying talisman is their main flying tool. Each talisman can fly for one day. After use, the spiritual power will be lost, and it is no different from waste paper, but Even so, each flying talisman is expensive and cannot be controlled without spiritual power, which also prevents mortals from trying to get involved.
Chen Mo touched the remaining four flying talismans in his arms and felt a little depressed. He found out on the map that he wanted to fly to the middle of Zhao country. He needed at least twenty flying talismans in his arms, or even more.
His four cards can only allow him to escape for a while, and then he needs to rush there on foot.
Speaking of which, having these five flying talismans is already a great blessing among misfortunes. On the way to escape from the Lingshi Mine, I hid, flew east and west, and took countless detours before escaping capture. I escaped from the guards in the mine. There were not many talismans left on him.
Chen Mo controlled the flying talisman while thinking about the next countermeasures. He didn't dare to stop and rest, and kept driving day and night. The next day, he activated the second talisman. Not long after flying, the outline of a plan appeared in front of him. It comes to mind....
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In fact, as he thought, the first thing Yuan Hua did when he returned to Changshui County was to block the four main gates of the east, west, north, and south, and sent government officials to inspect the county and bring all the beggars before him.
"Chief Zhou, are you sure these are the only beggars in the county?"
Yuan Hua glanced at them with his spiritual consciousness, but he didn't get the face he wanted, as he expected.
"The Immortal will never hide anything!" Commander Zhou said swornly.
Yuan Hua signaled that they could leave, and called the soldiers from the four city gates who were on duty today to the Yamen for questioning. After all, flying in the city was too big a target, and anyone would choose to leave the city before escaping.
"Have you met this person today?"
Yuan Hua took out the portrait and showed it to the soldiers guarding the city.
"....Isn't this the beggar?!"
Someone recognized Chen Mo's face at a glance. This soldier was stout and said confidently: "Sir, this person left through our south gate!"
Yuan Hua's face lit up, and he was about to speak when he suddenly heard the soldier next to him mockingly: "Xu Ting! Are you sleeping stupidly? How dare you deceive the Immortal? I've seen this man too! He's a Young man, he obviously left through our west city gate!"
Another soldier said: "I'm sorry, what both of them said is wrong. I'll guarantee it with my life. This person left through the North City Gate!"
Soon the house became a quarrel, and Yuan Hua's newly complacent mood was completely shaken, and his face gradually became gloomy.
Commander Zhou watched the words and cursed: "You stupid pigs, what are you arguing about! Is this the place where you are quarreling? This is obviously a fugitive's tactic to cover up! Tell me in time! Don't dare to talk nonsense again If you offend the Immortal, no one can save you!"
Yuan Hua nodded and said nothing more.
The soldiers woke up after being drunk like this. The person in front of them was a genuine foundation-building monk! They actually ignored this matter because of this man's mild temper. At this moment, they all knelt down in fear and admitted their mistakes again and again.
"Okay, business matters, hurry up, Yuan's time is limited." He was indeed impatient.
Finally, based on the inference of the soldiers, after learning that the beggar finally returned to the city and disappeared, Yuan Hua dismissed the soldiers expressionlessly and ordered that all vendors and shop owners who bought and sold maps be summoned to the mansion. Ask anyone who has purchased nearby maps recently.
From a slightly fat shopkeeper, he learned that a thin young man wearing brocade clothes had purchased a map of the entire Zhao Kingdom. Through his eye liner, he learned that he had returned to an inn in the county, and Yuan Hua went there in person. , kicked open the door of the guest room, and found that there was only a fat man who was tied up and lying on the bed in a coma.
This time, Yuan Hua completely lost his temper. Unexpectedly, Chen Mo, a mere monk in the Qi refining stage, was so flawless in his work that he, who could kill him ten times and hundreds of times with a casual blow, had nowhere to start. He couldn't help but order He was a little annoyed, and now he could only watch the tracking of the guards.
"Damn you boy...you still have some skills...don't let Yuan catch you!"
Yuan Hua's sinister expression disappeared in a flash.
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At night, Chen Mo used up all the flying charms on his body and landed in front of a primitive dense forest that could not be seen.
Chen Mo held the map and looked forward for comparison. If he flew in the wrong direction, this would be the Sunset Forest marked on the map. As long as he could pass through this place, he would be able to reach the middle border of Zhao Kingdom in about half a month's flight time. By then, he would have time and plans to escape from the pursuit of the Tianjian Sect.
His original plan was to make some preparations on the open plain and have a fierce battle with the pursuers, but he couldn't figure out how many pursuing monks were behind him. If there were one or two Qi Refining monks, he could barely handle it. If you say more, your life will be in danger.
Without hesitation, he rushed into the forest in a few flashes. It was not that there were no other states and counties on the map. It was too risky to pass through. Another reason was that he did not have a flying talisman anymore. He was met by the pursuing monks. We still have to fight, so why not take the lead and go in to observe.
This dense forest seems to have no trace of human beings for a long time. On the periphery of the dense forest are many towering ancient trees that Chen Mo cannot name. The dead leaves that have passed by over the years have been impacted by the rain and are scattered on the soft soil. They have accumulated about half a foot. It was so high that when he stepped on it, it felt like he was stepping on mud. Chen Mo used his spiritual power and blessed himself with a lightening spell. The feeling of being stuck in the quagmire was reduced a lot.
It is easy to lose your way in the dense forest. Chen Mo was cautiously wary of the ferocious beasts that might appear in the dense forest. On the other hand, he paid attention to the sound of water flow and moved closer in that direction. His hard work paid off. After about one stick of incense, he finally arrived. He walked out of the dense forest path, and through the faint moonlight, he saw a small lake not far away.
This actually made him more vigilant. Places with water sources meant that ferocious beasts would appear more frequently, especially at night.
"Squeak!!"
A sharp scream came from the trees behind Chen Mo, and a cold edge radiating under the moonlight came in an instant and hit the back of Chen Mo's neck!
But in the next moment, Chen Mo's figure suddenly blurred, and he moved half of his original position, brushing away the approaching black shadow, and quickly flicked his right index finger beside him.
With a muffled sound, the black shadow fell heavily to the ground, no longer alive. Chen Mo glanced at it and saw an ape with a brown body and a ferocious face. At this moment, the neck and body showed an exaggerated bending angle. If he succeeded, Chen Mo would be lying on the ground in the same way.
"Aokizaru?! Could it be that his unyielding opponent, the Phantom Sound Bear, is here!"
Chen Mo withdrew his gaze and raised the corner of his mouth with a smile. The most difficult part of the plan in his heart seemed to have been solved naturally.
His figure became erratic again. In a few flashes under the moonlight, he plunged into a dense bush somewhere. He used his skills to control his aura to the extreme. He patted the storage bag on his waist and ate it. A purple elixir about the size of a baby's fist.
