Heavenly practice

Shen Zhuo didn't go back in a hurry, but followed the traces of the faint dark air in the air all the way to search, but he couldn't find it, even the previous traces disappeared.

"Did you see each other that day?"

The two walked back to the inn along that street, and Shen Zhuo asked the people beside him.

"Ghost cultivator, Golden Core Realm."

"That's it."

Shen Zhuo's expression became serious, and he looked at Ying Tianbai, "Can you remember the breath of that ghost cultivator now?"

"breath……"

Ying Tianbai suddenly raised his hand towards a corner of the wall, and a cry that did not belong to humans sounded from that corner, but the passers-by on the street seemed to have heard nothing, and were calmly busy with their own affairs.

But Shen Zhuo could hear it very clearly, even harshly. He immediately turned to the corner, and sure enough, he saw a man in a tattered Taoist robe hiding in the corner, his body trembling. Yalai, after recognizing Shen Zhuo, he immediately hid behind Shen Zhuo.

Ying Tianbai's face became even colder.

The mad Taoist was extremely clever, and he immediately understood what he meant, and while he was far away from Shen Zhuo, a black air began to appear on his body.

Shen Zhuo's eyes froze, and he immediately took a step back and stood in front of Ying Tianbai. With one hand, he waved his hand around his body, and formed a formation around him, blocking the cold black air.

"Wu Ban!"

He gave a low snort, and at the same time gave Ying Tianbai a wink to signal that he should not provoke him.

Ying Tianbai stared at him coldly, as if he didn't want to obey.

Shen Zhuo had no choice but to give in, "Please..."

So someone averted his eyes lightly, took a step back, and his aura instantly weakened.

Wu Jin in the corner of the wall stopped trembling immediately, his eyes hidden under his gray and disheveled hair showed a fierce light, green and glistening, staring at the two of them motionless.

Shen Zhuo pretended to comfort him, but in secret, he had already transmitted it to Wu Jin's mind with his spiritual sense.

[It is not allowed to keep the things about the God Market secret from everyone except me. If there is any violation, I will immediately break your spirit. ]

The light in Wu Jin's eyes dimmed a bit, a strange low growl sounded from his throat, and his gaze towards Shen Zhuo became cold and severe.

But Shen Zhuo didn't realize it, and slowly stepped forward, "Did you see a ghost cultivator here at the end of Shenshi yesterday?"

"... seen."

Wu Ban replied with his weird voice that seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

"Where did he go out of town?"

"……East."

East?Shen Zhuo thought for a moment, there were two places to go to the east, so he asked again, "Can you find the ghost cultivator?"

Wu Jin's green eyeballs rolled around, and he simply said, "Yes."

Shen Zhuo showed a satisfied smile, turned his head and said to Tian Bai, "It seems that we need one more companion."

Ying Tianbai glanced at him, "Know him?"

Shen Zhuo's smile remained unchanged, "I don't understand what you are talking about, didn't we discover this person by accident?"

"En." Ying Tianbai still looked expressionless.

Shen Zhuo smiled more satisfied.

Half an hour later, the two went out and the three came back. The people who stayed in the inn fell silent when they saw the person coming.

Shen Zhuo explained that he was his friend, and the other party was good at finding people. This time he invited the other party to go on the road together to find Su Tianming.

"Wu...ban? What a strange name."

Ning Feiyue leaned forward to take a look, and felt that this person exuded a strange cold aura, but this person was still one of the few friends of her elder brother Shen, so she bit the bullet and made a friendly gesture.

"I'm Ning Feiyue."

The rest of the people also reported their names, and they were familiar with each other.

Wu Jin stared at them for a while, and finally his eyes fell on Xue Junmi who was behind them.

Those green eyes were like cold will-o'-the-wisps, Xue Junmi couldn't help frowning, when the other party suddenly appeared in front of him when he was about to speak, Xue Junmi was shocked, subconsciously stepped back, and at the same time touched the hilt of the sword with his hand.

"Disgusting smell—"

Wu Jin's strange and hoarse voice sounded slowly, Xue Junmi's scalp went numb when he heard it.

Ning Feiyue was unhappy beside him, "You are really... My Senior Brother Xue smells so good!"

"..."

Xue Junmi glanced at her, and took his hand off the sword.

Shen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, he stood in front of Xue Junmi and looked him up and down, his brows furrowed uncontrollably.

"What's wrong?" Long Xiang asked.

Shen Zhuo pursed his lips, looked at Xue Junmi with some complexity, "You..."

Xue Junmi felt suspicious, "Say it."

"..."

Although Ming Xin and Jiang Li were not there, Shen Zhuo still didn't say anything, thinking about his concerns, he simply held Xue Junmi's hand without asking anything.

Everyone: "???"

The two girls, Ning Feiyue and Hong Yue, stared round at Long Xiang, then at Ying Tianbai, and finally at Jiu Yuan. The three of them were actually very calm.

Xue Junmi just let it go in a daze, and the next moment he saw countless tiny silver streaks slowly appearing on his hand held by Shen Zhuo, winding and circling like countless living silver dragons. It covered his entire hand, and he could even feel the runes spreading all over his body.

A slight heat covered the whole body, it felt quite weird, Xue Junmi couldn't help but frown, and several people hurriedly asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xue Junmi shook his head, "It's a bit hot."

Everyone couldn't understand, so they had to look at Shen Zhuo.

"All right."

After Shen Zhuo said this, everyone realized that his face was frighteningly pale, and they were shocked.

"what happened!"

When Long Xiang stepped forward to support him, he also pressed his hand on his pulse, his face turned dark immediately, "The pulse condition is false, what have you done?"

"...Just treat it as if I gave you an amulet."

Shen Zhuo looked at Xue Junmi, with impatience and helplessness in his eyes, "Xue Junmi, promise me, you must live well."

Xue Junmi stared at him for a while, but this time he didn't return him.

Shen Zhuo sighed in his heart, broke away from Long Xiang's support, and waved his hands, "Go out, I'll be fine by myself."

The few people naturally couldn't let go, but Long Xiang knew that Shen Zhuo was different, subconsciously thought that Shen Zhuo had a way to heal himself, just like before, he was afraid that someone would disturb Shen Zhuo, so he persuaded everyone to go out, even Ying Ying Tianbai did not stay either.

As soon as the person walked away, Shen Zhuo couldn't hold it anymore, and sat on the stool as soon as his body softened, while frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.At the same time, he couldn't help complaining in his heart, his current behavior is like a kidney deficiency, it's so bad, he wants to marry a demigod.

Taking a deep breath, when he looked up, he saw a flash of black in his vision.

"answer--"

When Shen Zhuo looked towards the corner, his words stopped abruptly, and he smiled, "Why, you are worried that I will come here to take a look?"

In the corner, a stern man in a silver-patterned black robe quietly appeared there, with long silver-white hair hanging down to his ankles, and deep-set eyes, like an unearthly fairy.