The branches of the ancient locust tree are criss-crossed above the head, making it airtight. The dark red skylight is chopped into countless small light spots and sprinkles on the muddy ground covered with dead leaves.
The feeling under my feet was extremely strange. The layers of dead leaves were soft, but the soil under the dead leaves was unusually hard. Looking out through the gaps between the trees, I could see the thundering area in the distance, with white light illuminating half of the forest in a flash.
The smell in the air is very mixed.
The smell of rotting branches and leaves, the smell of old incense, the burnt smell left over from the battlefield thousands of years ago, and a strong smell of blood.
Dense spiritual reactions began to appear on Liu Suifeng's array disk.
In some areas, the spiritual power is completely vacuum, as if it has been drained by something; in some areas, the spiritual power is as violent as turbulence, with several residual spiritual powers of different attributes colliding with each other, entangled with fire, wood, wind, and thunder, forming a dangerous chaos.
Occasionally, one or two very faint golden light spots will emerge from this chaotic spiritual power, which are the remaining traces of the spiritual power left by Qin Tiexin.
Du Heng smelled the increasingly strong smell of blood in the wind. The body odor of the adult Demon Beast, the astringent smell of Spirit Plant's branches and leaves, the burnt smell of the remains of the ancient battlefield, and other things were hidden under layers of rotten leaves and could not be distinguished. He used his broadsword to push aside a low-hanging ancient locust branch in front of him. A few air roots at the end of the branch shrank and did not take the initiative to attack.
"This place is more evil than my hunting ground." He whispered and continued to move forward.
The five people continued to advance along the golden trace. The scout puppet walked very steadily, and before landing on the ground, he would lightly tap the dead leaves on the ground with his toes to confirm that there were no traps before moving his center of gravity forward. Liu Suifeng's warning array aura was close behind the puppet. Within a radius of ten feet, any fluctuations in spiritual power, any creature with abnormal body temperature, and any moving objects hidden among the branches and leaves would be captured by the array disk and marked on the disk.
Lin Chuan walked at the end, always facing backwards, with the tip of the sword pointing down, ready to block any surprise attack from behind.
The five figures disappeared among the branches of the ancient locust trees at the edge of the dense forest. The golden light spots on the Liu Suifeng array disk were still flashing, guiding the route Qin Tiexin had taken.
The source of the light spot is somewhere deep in the forest. A man, with one arm and carrying a Zen staff, is walking towards the ruins of Pure Land Chan Temple.
Qin Tiexin walked along the path in the bush for about an incense stick, and the entrance behind him had been tightly sealed by layers of ancient locust branches.
He was not in a hurry, and first found a pile of rocks. Three sloping boulders overlapped each other, and the middle was just big enough for a person to enter sideways. The top of the stone gap was blocked by several thick ancient acacia roots. From the outside, it looked like a pile of ordinary Shitou.
He squeezed in sideways and cleared the space inside a little. He took out two array disks from the storage ring, one for sound insulation and one for concealment. These were given to him by Liu Suifeng before leaving.
With the injection of spiritual power, two light cyan formations spread out against the ground, and the sounds and spiritual power fluctuations in the stone crevices were completely blocked.
After doing this, he sat down cross-legged in the middle of the pile of rocks.
The force of Qi and Blood surged up from the ventricles along the meridians, and the scalp began to heat up. The short, hard hair on the top of the head grew outward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few breaths, it grew from less than one inch to about three inches.
Although it was not as long as an ordinary monk, at least it no longer looked like a monk that could be recognized at a glance. He raised his hand and touched it. The hair was thick and thick, which matched his physique.
Then Qi and Blood is used on the face, the muscles at the cheekbones slowly bulge, the line of the mandible expands half a point, the brow bone is depressed, and the eye sockets become deeper.
The temperament of the entire face changed from dull and calm to fierce and gloomy in a few breaths.
This is the ability that Qi and Blood Realm only had after his breakthrough. He can change his appearance by precisely controlling the distribution of facial muscles. Although it is only a slight adjustment, combined with the changes in hairstyle and clothing, it is enough to make it unrecognizable.
Immediately afterwards, he took off his monk's robe, folded it and put it into the storage ring. From the bottom of the storage ring, he took out a black short-sleeve suit. The fabric was thick, and the cuffs and trousers were tightly tightened.
This outfit was his own, and he was wearing it when he was at Wind and Snow Pass. However, after Heavenly South Domain, Chen Xi asked him to change into Mingjue's monk's robe at Falling Star City, and he kept it at the bottom of his storage ring and never wore it again.
The feeling of the strong suit on his upper body was a little strange, but very solid. He tightened the cuffs and moved his shoulders, and the fabric stretched into a strong fold on the shoulders and back.
The Zen staff was also stored in the storage ring. This Zen staff is Law Artifact from Yuanshun. It has been used several times in the Spirit Pivot Sect's treasure house and Spirit Taming Cave's mouth before, so there is no guarantee that no one will recognize it. Since he is going to cross-dress, he cannot leave any traces related to Mingjue.
Finally, he took out the amputated arm from Frost Storage Bag.
As soon as the severed arm left Storage Bag, it began to vibrate violently. The dark golden runes lit up one by one, and the joints of the five fingers made a very subtle clicking sound. It had stayed in Frost Storage Bag for too long, and at this moment it felt the strong spiritual environment of the outside world, and the entire arm was trembling slightly.
The direction of the arm is very clear, heading straight towards the direction Pure Land Chan Temple deep in the jungle.
Qin Tiexin Place it at the fracture of the right shoulder.
The joint between the broken mouth and the broken arm aligned itself at the moment of contact, and the light of the dark gold runes spread from the broken arm to the shoulder, and then extended along the collarbone to the chest. After a few breaths, a right arm that completely matched the body shape of Qin Tiexin appeared beside him.
There is still a very faint dark golden pattern left at the shoulder joint, but it is completely invisible when it is covered by the cuffs of the outfit.
He moved his right hand, made a fist, released it, and bent and straightened his five fingers in sequence. It was smooth and natural, no different from his left hand.
Originally, when wielding a sword with one hand, the left hand always had limitations in strength and angle. Now that both arms are complete, whether it is swinging the sword or blocking, it is more secure. More importantly, after the broken arm is reattached, the sense of pointing to the same thing becomes extremely clear. It is no longer a vague sense of direction, but a precise and stable pointing.
Then he took out Edgeless from the storage ring.
The seven-foot-seven-inch heavy black sword fell into the palm of his left hand. It weighed more than 100,000 kilograms, and ordinary Foundation Establishment monks might not be able to carry it with both hands.
Edgeless's blade trembled slightly and made a very low hum.
He switched the knife to his right hand to test the feel. Edgeless's tremors suddenly became rapid, and the buzzing sound was a little louder, with some obvious dissatisfaction. Switching to his left hand, the buzzing sound became stable again, low and long.
"Don't make trouble." He whispered and put the knife on his shoulder.
Now almost no one can recognize him as the one-armed monk Mingjue. His biggest features, the bald head and the one-armed one, have all been eliminated. As long as he doesn't use Buddhist martial arts, no one will associate him with Zhaoming Temple.
He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and sensed the direction from which the broken arm came.
Pure Land Chan Temple, in the deepest part of the jungle, it takes about half a day to go directly from his location. If there are obstacles and detours on the road, it can be reached in one day at most.
After collecting the things of the same origin, we went on our way with all our strength. Lin Chuan They took a detour route that would take three days. They went straight through the forest and should be able to catch up at the beach.
There's enough time.
He stood up from the pile of rocks, put away the soundproof array disk and the hidden array disk, and squeezed out of the pile of rocks sideways. The figure in black clothing paused for a moment in the shadow of the ancient locust tree, and then took steps in the direction pointed by the broken arm.