Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 606: The Ghost Clan can no longer afford the trouble

In late autumn, yellow leaves bloom all over the mountains and fields

After several days of continuous rain, the temperature dropped sharply, leaves fell all over the ground, and there was a hint of desolation in the deserted and humid atmosphere.

Su Fan lay slumped on the couch under the sky, quietly watching the misty drizzle.

It has been almost two years since he came to Shiliang Village. Except for occasionally dealing with the village leader Yakun, he has almost spent the rest of his time in the valley.

If it weren't for the fact that there were family members in the Blue Sky Star Territory waiting for him to return to reunite, Su Fan could lie down here until he died.

Since the witch god Aji started preaching here, she has not appeared for a long time.

Occasionally, he appears a few times and asks him to refine the witchcraft statue.

Now Su Fan has helped the witch god Aji to refine hundreds of statues. It is said that her followers have spread to more than a dozen human gathering places throughout the Demon Camel Mountain, with as many as eight thousand if not ten thousand.

However, the human monks who have inherited the witch sect's tradition can practice several times faster than before, and now Bailin is about to break through to the late stage of Qi training.

It's just that he was worried that the high-level monks at the gathering place would see the clues, so he always relied on the secrets of the witch sect to hide his cultivation.

Anyway, the ghost body will never die. If she can stay with her master every day in this life, she will be very satisfied.

Now, Balin and others have long left the gathering place of the Long Valley human race and have spread throughout the Demon Camel Mountain, helping the witch god Aji to preach.

"Master, how is the slave's roast..."

"Add some more chili powder..."

After serving Su Fan, Sister Zhen trotted to the huge grill next to her and saw that the strange beasts on the iron sticks were almost cooked.

Su Fan and Sister Zhen are both monks. Of course they can't feel the chill, but they can also feel the bleak atmosphere of the continuous autumn rain.

At this time, Sister Zhen came over, sat cross-legged opposite Su Fan, and looked at him with a smile on her chin.

She ordered two ghost generals to carry the roasted beast and place it in front of Hush's cave.

Su Fan laughed and said, "I'm teasing you. Didn't you stop until you looked at my mouth..."

"Master, the meat skewers are ready. How do you like it?"

Sister Zhen nodded, took the skewers of meat tendons from Su Fan and placed them on the oven. She grabbed a large handful of chili powder and sprinkled it on the meat skewers.

The witch formation arranged by the witch god Aji can not only block the detection of the incarnate monks, but also help Su Fan hide the secrets and prevent the divination master of the Ghost Clan from calculating his location.

Su Fan glanced at her, picked up a meat skewer and took a bite.

Sister Zhen is like a hard-working little bee, busy from morning to night, serving the two uncles Su Fan and Xi Xi.

"Then what should I do? Should I run away immediately again..."

All the new Wumen believers have good talents, and they are all young men and women in their teens.

"I was negligent. Someone used divination to break the witchcraft formation I arranged for you..."

She turned the meat skewers a few more times, put them on a tray, and placed them on the Kang table in front of Su Fan.

This guy is a foodie. He roasted a strange beast so easily, but he devoured it in just a few bites. It's really like eating peonies.

Ever since Su Fan came to the valley of Shiliang Village, it has been like this every day.

"I'd better run away. What if I'm trapped here by the Ghost Clan..."

What the hell...

Now that Sister Zhen knows that her talent is low, she has long accepted her fate and started living a heartless life.

The guy who shushed was lying in front of his cave, staring at the huge grill next to him.

There was a long barbecue stove next to Su Fan. Sister Zhen was squatting there, constantly turning over various meat skewers, and from time to time she would grab a handful of seasoning powder and sprinkle it on the meat skewers.

At this time, the Kang table was already filled with all kinds of delicious mixed vegetables and smoked sauce braised food, and there was an unopened jar of spiritual wine next to it.

Su Fan took a sip of the spirit wine, then picked up a meat skewer. Just as he was about to take a big mouthful, he heard the voice of the witch god Aji in his ears.

However, she also enjoyed it and lived a very fulfilling life every day.

"Motuo Mountain is so big, you can hide anywhere and they won't be able to find you..."

Sister Zhen stopped immediately after hearing this. Her nose twitched and she smelled the meat skewers on the table.

Only then did a smile appear on Sister Zhen's face, and then she nuzzled to Su Fan's side, rested her head on his shoulder, and quietly looked at the drizzle outside the sky.

"How fragrant it is. Master, are you sorry..."

The autumn rain has been falling for several days, and there is a dampness and coldness in the air, lingering, as if there is a chill in the bones.

Su Fan stood up from the recliner, walked over and sat cross-legged at the Kang table. Sister Zhen had already opened the wine jar, poured him a bowl of spiritual wine and placed it in front of him.

"That's not necessary. I have consolidated the witch formation and added another formation. At most, the Ghost Clan can measure your general direction..."

The two ghost generals were shaking a huge iron stick, with a cow-shaped beast on it, which had been roasted until it was sizzling with oil.

Su Fan lazily sat up from the recliner, took a few skewers of meat tendons handed over by Sister Zhen, picked them up and jerked them off.

"It's okay, I can eat it..."

The Xu beast, which had been waiting impatiently, rushed over fiercely, opened its mouth and bit off half of the nearly ten-foot-long beast, and then started chewing it with big mouthfuls.

Hearing what the Witch God Aji said, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Fan picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, then turned his head and looked at it with disgust.

Su Fan quickly stood up from the ground and waved to Sister Zhen next to him.

"Hurry up and pack up, it's time for us to leave..."

After hearing this, Sister Zhen started to get busy without even thinking about it. In fact, she didn't have much to clean up, she just put away the grills and other things around her.

Su Fan summoned the sleeping "Ghost Crow" and then drove it all the way into the depths of the Demon Camel Mountain.

Magic Tuo Mountain stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and many of its peaks are dotted with various caves, some of which even go thousands of meters underground.

Su Fan flew in the mountains for more than ten days before he found a hidden cave and then went deep into the ground.

He took out a jade key from the ring and entered his personal space.

Su Fan covered the jade key with the skin of the beast, and with the help of several witch formations blessed by the witch god Aji, it was considered foolproof.

He could hide in the mountains and avoid being chased by the Ghost Clan, but the human monks living in this gathering place would be in dire straits.

In order to kill him, the Ghost Clan will definitely attack indiscriminately and completely destroy Demon Camel Mountain.

Thinking of this, Su Fan couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"If the ghost tribe comes to kill, the human gathering place in Demon Camel Mountain will definitely suffer disaster..."

"I was careless. I will inform those believers and try to let the human race here migrate to other areas before the ghost clan comes..."

Hearing what the Witch God Aji said, Su Fan also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, it was rare for this woman to speak like this, which made Su Fan feel doubtful.

Could this bitch expose my scent on purpose? But Su Fan thought about it again and felt it was impossible.

She wants to spread the witchcraft tradition here, how could she possibly cause the human beings here to suffer.

"By the way, help me refine a dozen magical towers in the past few days. The sooner the better..."

"What kind of divine tower do you want to refine..."

As soon as Su Fan finished speaking, some information suddenly came into his mind, which was the refining method of this witchcraft divine tower.

"When the ghost tribe comes, I will try to protect as many of the human tribe here as possible..."

Su Fan felt guilty for causing trouble to the human race here. After listening to the words of the witch god Aji, he started preparing to refine the witchcraft god tower without even thinking about it.

His eyes were focused, and he carefully studied the information in his mind.

After a while, Su Fan couldn't help but frowned.

He found that this kind of witchcraft sacred tower was much more difficult to refine than those witchcraft statues.

The refining materials for refining the Witch Tao God Tower must be rare wood materials.

Each Wumen divine tower is more than ten feet high and as thick as several people can carry it. Moreover, the entire Wumen divine tower must be engraved with various magical symbols of the Wumen.

Su Fan had no shortage of materials. His ring was filled with various rare spiritual materials seized over the years.

But asking him to inscribe the talismans of the witch sect on the entire witch Taoist tower was a very severe test for him.

But no matter how difficult it was, Su Fan had to do it.

Who allowed him to invite the Ghost Clan and cause the human race in Demon Camel Mountain to suffer an unreasonable disaster?

For more than a month, Su Fan worked almost without sleep, refining the witchcraft divine tower day and night.

Fortunately, after years of accumulation, his weapon-making skills are now ready for everyone.

In particular, his years of studying and figuring out the Puppet Way of the Sulun people also made his weapon-making skills improve by leaps and bounds.

In just over a month, Su Fan successfully refined more than ten witchcraft divine towers.

As before, Sister Zhen took the ring containing the sacred tower and sent it to the location designated by the witch god Aji, and her followers would come to collect it.

At midnight, in a stone house in the human gathering place in Wulong Valley, Ba Lin had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, he sat up from the bed suddenly, his back was already covered with cold sweat.

Balin wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, then jumped out of bed, picked up the kettle and took a big gulp.

Lord Witch God just met him in a dream, saying that Demon Camel Mountain will soon suffer a catastrophe, and most of the human monks here will not be able to escape this catastrophe.

Although the Witch God cannot save everyone here, all believers who inherit the witchcraft tradition can receive her protection.

The Lord Witch God has issued an oracle, asking him to speed up his missionary work recently and save as many human beings here as possible.

Balin was shocked by the news. After this year's experience, he believed that Lord Witch God would not lie to him.

Although it was early in the morning, he had no sleep at this time.

Next, he will immediately summon all the believers of the Wumen. The Lord Wushen has assigned a large number of tasks for them to complete.

Balin packed up, then hurriedly left the house and disappeared into the dark night.

In a city in Mierongtian, Venerable Hulan and more than a dozen old monsters who transformed themselves into gods were sitting cross-legged in a stone house.

"I don't know if the divination masters invited from foreign tribes this time can calculate the location of that kid..."

"I hope they can succeed. If this continues, the morale of the clan members will be exhausted..."

"I think there should be no problem. It is said that the divination master invited this time is from the 'Charming Heart Clan'. The divination law enforcement is considered the strongest in the entire Netherbone Star Territory..."

While a group of old monsters from the ghost clan were anxiously waiting for the results, a Nascent Soul monk from the clan hurried in from outside.

"Reporting to Venerable Hulan, the divination results have come out..."

The dozen or so ghost-turned-gods in the stone house suddenly became energetic.

Venerable Hulan took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "What's the result? Have you calculated the kid's position..."

"Reporting to Venerable Hulan, among the several masters, only Master Mangchai from the "Charming Heart Clan" has achieved results, and the others have not succeeded..."

After hearing what the other party said, Venerable Hulan and others all breathed a long sigh of relief.

Finally, there was a result. If it continues like this, all the monks in the clan who participated in the search will no longer be able to hold on.

"Okay...ok..."

Venerable Hulan roared several times before forcing himself to suppress the excitement in his heart.

"The results calculated by the blind guessing master show where the kid is..."

After listening to Venerable Hulan's words, the Yuanying monk from the Ghost Tribe quickly took out a domino from the bone ring.

It inspired the dominoes, and a three-dimensional map suddenly appeared in the room.

The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Ghost Clan reached out and pointed at a certain location on the map.

"Reporting to Venerable Hulan, according to the calculations of Master Mangchai of the 'Charming Heart Clan', this kid should be hiding in this area..."

Seeing the large area on the three-dimensional map, Venerable Hulan and others all frowned.

"I've never asked Master Mangchai if he can figure out the specific location of that kid, even if the area is smaller..."

After hearing what Venerable Hulan said, the Yuanying monk from the Ghost Clan shook his head.

"I asked at that time, and the blind guessing master said that it had tried its best..."

A group of old monsters from the ghost tribe in the room all sighed in unison.

This place is so remote and remote that even the god-transformation monks like them would have to spend a lot of time to get there.

Moreover, this area is also very vast, and there is no space gate nearby for hundreds of thousands of miles.

This kid is extremely cunning. Once he senses any trouble, he will definitely run away.

If the human monk escapes again, it will be difficult to find him in the future.

The area was too big, and it was impossible to determine the opponent's specific location. The dozens of god-forming monks in the clan couldn't even take care of it.

The Ghost Clan had spent nearly two years trying to catch that kid, so they couldn't make any mistakes this time.

There is no way, the Ghost Clan can no longer afford it.

Venerable Hulan thought for a moment and said: "Immediately arrange a group of monks to secretly go to that area. Don't alert the enemy. First build a space gate in that area and wait until all the clan members who participated in the hunt are deployed. , and then launch a search..."

"I will obey His Majesty's instructions..."

The Yuanying monk from the ghost tribe replied loudly, and then left the stone house respectfully.

(End of this chapter)