Facing Fang Cheng's question, Lao Zhou said bitterly: "Sir, you have just walked on Zhengqing Nu Mountain for a day and have thought of such a solution, let alone us? Several families work together to eliminate bandits. There are so many such things. But there is no way! Those bandits are very cunning and difficult to find. Even if they find them, they avoid fighting and escape directly into the vast green mountains, which is difficult to pursue.

In the past fifty years, the bandits in Qingnv Mountain have been surrounded and suppressed more than 30 times, and even two times the joint efforts of various families, spending a lot of money to invite Jindan monks to come out. You can see the final result too!"

Fang Cheng frowned: "The Jindan monk can't even clear it up even if he takes action?"

Somewhat unimaginable.

The Jindan monk has the power to fly in the air, and is not restricted by the terrain. At the same time, the spiritual consciousness is powerful. Even hundreds of bandits scattered and each escaped in different directions. The Jindan monk can also use his spiritual consciousness to capture them all in an instant, and then crush them to death with one thought.

With such power, can't we clean up the bandits?

Moreover, aren’t those bandits always afraid of Jindan monks and families with Jindan monks who dare not rob?

Lao Zhou explained: "It's not that it can't be wiped out, but that it's not clean. The fundamental reason for a bandit force lies in the foundation-building monks. The foundation-building monks cannot kill them, and there are endless bandits! Qingnv Mountain has a complex terrain, and those bandits have been operating for many years. No one knows how many escape methods they have prepared. Even the Jindan monks are not omniscient and omnipotent!"

Thinking about it this way seems to make sense.

There have always been many monks’ methods.

If a monk, especially a foundation-building monk, wants to escape and has been preparing for many years, there are so many ways to escape!

At this moment, Fang Cheng thought of three or five methods. If he was given time to prepare, a hundred ways to escape would be easy.

Of course, this is mainly because he has too many methods. Although ordinary foundation-building monks are not as good as him, there are still twenty or thirty ways to escape.

A lion can easily kill a rabbit, but once a rabbit gets into the hole, even a lion is helpless.

The same is true for the Jindan monk when facing the foundation-building bandits in Qingniao Mountain.

However, among the bandits, there are only a very small number of people who can arrange many ways of retreat for themselves. Once the Jindan monk takes action, 99% of the bandits will be killed.

Even if a few of the cunning leaders survive, they still need to spend a lot of effort to rebuild their power.

Therefore, these bandits dare not provoke the Jindan family.

I learned a lot from Lao Zhou, and a feeling of helplessness arose in Fang Cheng's heart.

These bandits are really like cockroaches. They can't be beaten to death, and they are disgusting?

Is there really no way to completely solve them?

Fang Cheng frowned and began to think about his own methods.

This is the Fang family's caravan.

And his surname is Fang.

If a little effort can solve the bandits, then Fang Cheng will definitely do it without hesitation.

From childhood to adulthood, Fang's protection, his own resources to enter the Tao, and the books that made him understand the world were the reasons why Fang Cheng was willing to work so hard.

I just thought about it, but I still didn't have any good ideas.

The bandits in the Poison Ghost Village did not appear until the night was dark.

Qingnv Mountain at night is even more dangerous. Not to mention the ambushed bandits have added a layer of protection by the night, but most of the monsters in the mountains are haunted at night.

Qingnv Mountain at night is even more dangerous.

Therefore, the caravan suspended its action and rested overnight.

Fang Cheng looked high.

Why hasn't the original body come back yet?

On a mountain, the corpses of several monsters were lying on the ground, Fang Cheng sat cross-legged, and the wide-winged crane rested.

After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Fang Cheng opened his eyes and his face looked a little unfavorable.

"After all, he is a foundation-building monk, and he has a backup plan..."

After killing the bandits, Fang Cheng originally planned to go back to the caravan directly, but halfway through, he realized something was wrong.

The spiritual consciousness examined the whole body, and then found that there was an inexplicable mark in his body.

He was knowledgeable and immediately saw the effect of this mark.

track!

"It should have been set up in advance and automatically triggered after death. However, when I was in the middle of the mark, I didn't notice it at all. The level of this spell that tracks the mark is not low!"

Fang Cheng sighed in his heart.

Because of this set of marks, Fang Cheng was worried about being involved in the caravan, so he did not go back.

"However, I can feel through this mark that there is only one person who masters this. Once he is killed, no one can sense my existence through the mark. Humph, Black Crow Village!"

Fang Cheng snorted coldly, jumped onto the back of the wide-winged crane.

The wide-winged crane flew up immediately.

Spells like tracking marks are ultimately about using true qi.

Fang Cheng used the true qi breath in the mark and combined with the Liuyu Cangqing Eyes, if he saw the person who used this spell, he would be able to recognize the other party.

The person who used this spell would probably never have thought that the person who should have been tracked by him would come to him on his own initiative.

The wide-winged crane flapped its wings and traveled thousands of miles a day. In a blink of an eye, it arrived at the place where Fang Cheng killed the bandits before.

The six eyes were opened and traces appeared one by one.

"Hmm? Are there two guys who are not dead?"

Among the many auras seen below, two are heading towards the north.

However, there were still ten auras, coming from the northwest, staying here for a while, and then taking everyone's bodies and remaining goods back.

"From the breath, these people shouldn't have been gone for long."

Fang Cheng looked northwest and activated the broad-winged crane to chase after him.

The wide-winged crane is too fast and has already chased after it in more than thirty seconds.

Looking at the bandits with a large number of corpses from afar, Fang Cheng was worried and disturbed them and did not get close.

The night was hazy, and Fang Cheng stayed in the air again, so it was not easy to be discovered.

However, in order to ensure safety, Fang Cheng took out the beautiful cloud fairy handkerchief and created a cloud to block his traces.

Before the sun rose the next day, the team finally arrived at the dense forest.

Fang Cheng could see clearly with six eyes.

Not far ahead, hundreds of different auras appeared.

Those are the bandits from the Black Crow Village!

However, this copycat is not the same as an ordinary copycat. It has no gates or other buildings. It just sets up some tents in the forest.

Fang Cheng observed that these tents are something that can be disassembled at any time and then stuffed directly into the storage bag.

In other words, they can move the entire Black Crow Village to another place at any time.
Chapter completed!