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Ding Xie tightened his grip on the transmission talisman in his hand.

Monks also have friends. Although Ding Xie spends most of his time on missions, he also has a few fellow disciples he doesn't get along with very often, and Zhang Ran is one of them.

The two met when they were teenagers and have developed a deep friendship over the years.

You can't just watch something happen to the other party.

"Brother Tushan, do you have any other way to find them?"

Tu Shanjun asked calmly: "Does Wanfa Sect have no other means of contact?"

"There is one last step."

"Crushing the token will trigger the formation, transmit the information back to the sect, and the positions of the surrounding Wanfa Sect disciple tokens will also be displayed."

"It's just that this method is quite passive." Ding Xie was helpless. Even if he crushed the token, others knew his location, not him who found Zhang Ran and others.

If I had known this would happen, I might as well have tolerated Li Shengli and not choked him.

In this case, he can also follow.

However, with his temperament, Ding Xie would not let Li Shengli go no matter how many times he came again.

Tushanjun thought deeply.

Zhang Ran has an evil spirit similar to that of the corpse refining.

But Zhang Ran is a real living person, and Tu Shanjun felt the same way when he saw him for the last time.

They have a relationship, at least Zhang Ran is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

‘Could it be Zhang Ran’s hand that made the corpse? ’

‘How could he have such a strong method of corpse refining when he is in the early stage of foundation building? ’ Tu Shanjun analyzed the situation.

The transmission talisman left for Zhang Ran didn't seem to be unable to be activated, but rather seemed to have been torn or thrown into the holding talisman and remained untouched.

There is really no way to communicate when you are in the holding talisman, and destroying the structure of the spell will also cause the transmission talisman to fail.

The other party puts away the transmission charm and does not use it.

It seems that he doesn't want Ding Xie to contact him, which is an obvious signal in itself.

Tu Shanjun felt that it might be counterproductive for them to look for each other at this time.

However, judging from Ding Xie's expression, he probably wouldn't choose to escape.

Tu Shanjun was a little hesitant, wondering whether he should tell Ding Xie about that method.

After thinking about it, he said: "There is another way."

Ding Xie originally planned to conduct a blanket search, but now that Tu Shanjun brought it up, he was a little interested: "What method?"

The two have worked together for so long, and Tu Shanjun can always come up with different techniques to solve problems, which Ding Xie has never considered before.

If he did it himself, he didn't know how long it would take.

"Follow the clues."

Since there is no way to find Zhang Ran, then look for those strange monsters with similar auras to Zhang Ran.

Then follow the clues to find the mastermind behind the scenes.

You should be able to find Zhang Ran's location from the other party's mouth.

Maybe with good luck, he could help Mo Shisan find out the disappearance of the demon cultivator.

Tushanjun raised his hand, and a drop of black blood appeared on his fingertips.

This is the black blood he got from the bear demon. Casting the improved blood spell has a chance to track the opponent.

"This is..." Ding Xie pointed at the black blood and said.

"Bear demon."

"Brother Tu Shan, we are looking for Zhang Ran, not the mastermind behind the bear demon."

"This matter is quite involved. We can help Mo Shisan as much as we can. If we really can't, please ask the sect to take action."

Halfway through his words, Ding Xie suddenly froze on the spot, his expression flashing: "Zhang Ran, it has nothing to do with this matter. Brother Tu Shan, you said that he carries an evil spirit that you have never seen before. Could it be... …”

Ding Xie is not stupid. On the contrary, he is quite smart for reaching the late stage of foundation building at this age.

Now that he was contacted, his expression suddenly became shocked.

No wonder Tu Shanjun immediately used the bloody compass to look for Zhang Ran. It turned out that the evil spirits on their bodies were similar.

Tu Shanjun originally didn't want to say more, but telling Ding Xie would only cause trouble and prevent him from practicing with peace of mind.

It's a pity that he is not good at lying and prefers to take matters into his own hands, so he still uses the compass to find Ding Xie's classmates.

"Without further ado, let's act quickly."

Ding Xie has regained his composure.

At first, he was worried and confused, but now he has dispersed all his thoughts by twice casting the Heart-Cleaning Mantra. He has regained his former calm, and his expression is even more calm.

Ding Xie pursed his lips, drooped his eyelids, and murmured in his heart: 'I hope it's not what I thought. ’

Tu Shanjun didn't pay much attention to Ding Xie and said nothing when he saw that Ding Xie's condition had been adjusted.

There are some things that you should have prepared for a long time ago, and being overly emotional shows up on your face.

The blue-black ghost hand turned over, and the drop of black blood on the oval purple-black nails formed a thread as the technique was drawn.

He opened his palm and took out the blood to form a compass. Under the confinement of the technique, the black blood wrapped tightly and fell in the center of the compass. It immediately unraveled into silk threads and flowed towards the four directions of the compass.

Finally tied to the compass needle.

Scarlet light flashed, and the glowing red seals formed a spell.

The needle on the compass began to move.

Tu Shanjun looked at Ding Xie.

"Walk."

The two of them chased in the direction.

Tu Shanjun's application of these spells has long been no longer limited, and those spell seals taken from the experience of others have been integrated into his own understanding.

If you understand this thing, you can draw inferences from one instance. If you can't understand the secret, you can only use the original technique honestly.

It's also something that requires proficiency. The more you use it, the more you'll understand the technique.

After using it thousands of times, tens of thousands of times, you will still have your own understanding.

It's just that Tu Shanjun has advanced this process.

Generally speaking, this is also due to the systematic education Tushanjun received in his previous life, which laid a foundation for learning, so he can quickly learn other things.

He flew away for a long time.

This is already deep in the East Abyss, thousands of miles underground.

The evil aura around him was extremely strong, and the evil aura mixed in it became more and more obvious.

"This place is called 'Rakshasa Abyss', and it is the deepest part of the East Abyss. I didn't expect that the underground is so vast and has countless tunnels."

"There are still so many building ruins." Ding Xie said with amazement.

It was also his first time to come to Rakshasa Abyss, and he didn't expect that it didn't look like an abyss, but instead looked like a huge ruin.

Looking from bottom to top, there is a line of blue sky, as long and thin as a rainbow.

Looking around, there are countless tunnels all around. These are mines left by treasure hunters.

"Breathe."

Tu Shanjun used seals to form a spell to hide his own aura.

"Ming Shenyin."

The halo in Ding Xie's palm turned, and a gray light suddenly covered his body.

Even Tu Shanjun was surprised. He didn't expect Ding Xie to have such a superb breath-containing technique.

If it weren't for the source of mana being Ding Xie, he wouldn't have been able to discover Ding Xie who was using the breath gathering technique.

The ghost hand let go of the compass, and the octagonal compass rotated smoothly.

Follow the direction of the pointer and drill into the hole.

I walked twisting and turning, and I don’t know how long I walked. In the end, the hole was so small that I could only use my hands to climb.

Tu Shanjun was already tall, but in such a small tunnel, he opened the way for Ding Xie behind him.

Probably a few hours.

The surrounding evil spirits showed a direction of flow.

Ding Xie was about to speak.

Tu Shanjun quickly covered his mouth and pointed in front of him.

Ding Xie's eyes suddenly widened.

A wall of flesh made of broken limbs appeared before his eyes.

The mutilated body, broken head, and eyes that were still staring were squeezed and expanded with blood.

He was someone who had seen big scenes, but facing this thing, he still felt like his stomach was churning.

"Sect monks, casual cultivators, demon cultivators, demon cultivators..."

Ding Xie's eyes moved. The corpses had different auras and different clothes.

There are some respectable monks outside, but the corpses are piled up there like rotten meat.

Tu Shanjun looked solemn, this fucking thing is too big.

The two looked at each other, Ding Xie gritted his teeth, and finally decided to walk over.

The wall of flesh did not block the way of the two of them.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, following the surge of blood, the two appeared above the cave.

Look down.

There was a huge open area in the center, and there were more than a dozen demon cultivators standing there. Their faces were livid, their eyes were dark, and they were moving corpses towards the huge blood-colored pool in front of them.

Like squeezing a rag, squeezing the corpse's blood into the blood pool.

"Bata."

"Bata..."

Footsteps sounded, and a man wrapped in black robes appeared at the bottom. He stood on the bloody rock and said, "Why did you send people to look for trouble in the Wanfa Sect?"

"You ruined our young master's plan. I'm afraid you can't afford to offend me with a crippled golden elixir."

"You should think about who gave you this place."

The man in black robe spoke coldly.

"Plop."

The blood pool surged and exploded.

A figure appeared on the blood-colored rock in the center.

This man was dressed in a bright blood-colored red robe. He was as thin as a skeleton ghost, and his entire skin was wrinkled and clinging to his bones.

I don't know why, but his aura doesn't look as bright as the little sun.

The blood-robed skeleton raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and his black pupils were condensed into needlepoints.

He snorted coldly and swept out the pressure.

A sudden strong wind blew the hood off the head of the man in black robe.

The hood was blown off, revealing a face covered in bones.

The face is covered by cuticles, leading to the neck.

His cultivation level is impressively at the pinnacle of foundation building.

The man who emerged from the blood pool had a stern look on his face, and a bit of sarcasm appeared on his face as thin as a skeleton: "I am not your lackey, but a collaborator."

"If it weren't for the old man sitting in the blood pool, do you want to come out from under it? Dreaming!"

"Junior, please don't make me unhappy."

The voice of the person in the White Bone Cuticle was slightly suppressed, but he still said: "Since we are cooperating, we should not disturb the juniors of Wanfa Sect. Without them, we will not be able to get out, and you will never recover from your injuries."

Tushanjun and Ding Xie, who were lying on the cliff of the circular space, did not dare to move.

The matter is really big.

There is a real Jin Dan underneath!

The mastermind behind the demon cultivator was found.

It seems that the other party also plotted against the disciples of Wanfa Sect.

Unlike Ding Xie's panic, Tu Shanjun noticed the pool of blood underneath.

The evil spirit inside is helping Master Jin Dan recover from his injuries. Will it also help him advance to the Soul Banner?