Chapter 344: Searching for someone
Xiao Yi would never have imagined that a person could be so shameless.
In everyone's eyes, he was already dead.
Jiang Yantian actually fed golden juice to a dead person.
How could there be such people in the world?
But Xiao Yi had no choice, he was faking his death now.
If you forcibly split the effect of the elixir, you will really die.
The humiliation I endure now is just for the sake of living a better life.
Forbearance! ! !
After Jiang Yantian fed him a full bowl of food, he did not continue to torture him.
The amount of humiliation generated is too low.
It is decreasing significantly.
In two days at most, the value will be basically squeezed out.
Every time we get to this point, something is destined to happen.
The opponent has no value, so we can only kill him.
Xiao Yi's death did not cause much sensation.
Everyone listened to Jiang Yantian, ate and drank their fill, and went back to rest.
Jiang Yantian asked Sheng Xianxian to stay.
Xiao Yi was conscious, and although he was shielded, he still had some sense of his surroundings.
People are gone.
Jiang Yantian did not leave.
And there is Sheng Xianxian.
Sheng Xianxian didn't say anything, just leaned in Jiang Yantian's arms.
The two seemed to be admiring the raging sea under the moonlight.
But after a while, Sheng Xianxian raised her head and began to kiss Jiang Yantian.
Xiao Yi was about to explode.
It’s really too scary. I’m already a “dead man”, and Jiang Yantian still wants to humiliate me like this?
Sheng Xianxian was very gentle. She hugged Jiang Yantian's neck while kissing him and slowly introduced her sweet tongue.
After kissing for a long time, Jiang Yantian finally picked him up.
Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief and was finally leaving.
But he was also very angry. He didn't need to think about what he was going to do at this time.
But he had no choice but to feel aggrieved.
Who would have thought that although Jiang Yantian looked like he was leaving, he actually didn't leave, and he didn't forget him either.
He waved his hand, and several steel chains emerged from the ground and wrapped Xiao Yi's body.
Imprisoned on the beach.
Xiao Yi screamed inwardly.
Almost crazy.
Jiang Yantian took out another magic house and placed a ban on it.
It isolates all sounds and movements inside and outside.
Outsiders can only see a Dharma house and cannot hear or see any other movement.
Even if Xiao Yi heard the slightest noise, it would be considered disgusting to me.
In addition, Sheng Xianxian screamed very loudly, so there must be a ban set up in the magic house.
"Xianxian, are you feeling better today?" Jiang Yantian asked.
Sheng Xianxian smiled very gently and nodded gently: "Well, it's okay now, you can be more unrestrained."
When a stunning beauty says that she can be more unrestrained, it is simply irresistible for anyone.
Jiang Yantian was a pervert, so naturally he couldn't resist such temptation.
He went straight into the Dharma room and the barrier closed automatically.
Soon there was some movement inside.
Of course, no one outside can hear it.
Xiao Yi's heart was bleeding.
The woman I have loved for a hundred years was actually being ravaged and bullied by a bastard.
Xiao Yi's body was lying on the beach, and no one could sense anything.
Time passed little by little, and Xiao Yi was still suffering.
But the scene in the Dharma House was still bustling with activity.
As for to what extent, it is easy to guess.
.......
On the other side, Chu Fan, who had been looking for Jiang Yantian, had already appeared in Mount Xumi.
Chu Fan searched for the auras he had obtained from the suburbs one by one.
But none of them are the people in the photo stone.
And all the aura was reduced to a black aura.
The black energy made him extremely uncomfortable.
When I tried to sense it, I felt inexplicably irritable.
He was surprised by this.
You know, he is now in the realm of true immortal.
In the upper realm, it is also an invincible existence.
His Tao heart is even more stable.
Under such circumstances, he couldn't control his emotions when he sensed the black energy.
It can be seen how terrifying the owner of the black energy is.
This is what made him feel more and more that the black energy must be the murderer who massacred the Jiyin Sect.
Following the location where the black gas had stayed, he came to Mount Sumeru.
It is also the place where the black energy is most violent, but it becomes very faint afterwards.
The magic weapon in his hand is still searching.
Pointing directly to one of the inns.
When Chu Fan entered the inn, he immediately took out the portrait he had drawn and handed it to the innkeeper.
"Have you ever seen this person appear in the inn?"
The shopkeeper was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. When he saw the portrait, he actually recognized it as Jiang Yantian.
Jiang Yantian is really too easy to recognize.
He has silver hair and wears a black robe, and he is extremely handsome.
Women's hearts beat faster when they see her, and men's jealousy surges.
But as a shrewd shopkeeper, he naturally wouldn't speak nonsense.
Why bother talking about things that are of no benefit to you?
You can tell at first glance that the silver-haired strong man is not someone to be trifled with.
If the person in front of him was looking for trouble with him, that would be fine, but if he was looking for revenge.
If the other party comes back one day to investigate who leaked the information, I'd be in trouble.
"I've never seen it!" The shopkeeper acted as if nothing had happened and continued to fiddle with his things.
Chu Fan was such an expert that he could tell at a glance that the other party was lying.
But even so, he did not torture him to extract a confession.
Instead, he took out something that made people open their mouths.
A pile of spirit stones!
These low-level monks only care about this.
When the shopkeeper saw the spirit stone, he was tempted.
It’s different with spirit stones.
He pointed at the spirit stones: "Are they all mine?"
Chu Fan was disdainful in his heart, but he still nodded: "Yes, just tell me, have you seen this person?"
The shopkeeper took him in his arms and said, "I have seen him before. I have seen him before. He lived here a few days ago."
Chu Fan's eyes flashed with anger: "Which direction did you go?"
The shopkeeper shook his head when he heard this: "Fellow Daoist, I really don't know. I run an inn and I don't know anyone who lives here."
"Many of them just stay for one night and then leave. I don't ask where they go."
Chu Fan did not make things difficult for the other party, that was indeed the case.
How could a shopkeeper possibly ask where his customers were going?
But coming here also brought a great gain, which was confirming that Jiang Yantian was getting closer and closer to him.
He did not stay and left the inn.
Chu Fan frowned as he watched the magic weapon in his hand begin to spin rapidly.
The magic weapon in his hand is called Liuhe Plate, which is an acquired spiritual treasure.
By placing the breath in it, you can find the person who left the breath.
But now even the Liuhe Pan can’t be tracked accurately.
This can't be the last stop.
Chu Fan took a step, flew into the air, and strolled above the sky.
He first tried to walk east, but the Liuhe disk did not respond.
Then I tried in various directions, and found that the Liuhe disk was only a little confusing in the southeast direction.
A low probability is still a probability.
Chu Fan headed straight to the southeast.
This direction is Nuhaiwu.
Go to Nuhaiwu first, if it’s not there, look somewhere else.
The hatred for the extermination of a clan is greater than the heaven.
Chu Fan has already made up his mind that his future plans will be about revenge.
After revenge is achieved, he will return to Jiyin Sect and erect a monument for the Sect Master and his fellow disciples.
Finally, he released his aura to its full potential, triggered the divine calamity, and ascended to the ninth heaven.
The road is still long, so keep your mind clear.
If his worldly ties were not resolved, he would not be able to concentrate on moving towards the position of Daoist Patriarch that all cultivators yearn for.
