He didn't laugh.

This is because he knows that the monk is heading to Daheishan.

Not only the monks, but also the ghost cultivators who took action.

What they are targeting is not ghosts and ghosts, but Daheishan.

"Now that we have found them, it's time for us to set off."

…

There is a small town in the distance, which is quite lively.

Humans and demons live together.

In this world, on the contrary, you can find a moment of peace where you are protected by monsters.

This is what Shangyang Village is like.

The same is true for Huaifeng City.

The monk did not step into it.

He looked up at the sky, above the high clouds, a light gray shadow floated by, and left after less than a breath.

The red-haired Taoist next to him didn't even raise his head and said calmly: "This is the sixth falcon that has come. It circled in a circle and left early. I'm afraid they don't want us to notice them."

The falcon has no cultivation at all, and has no aura attached to it. It is just an ordinary mortal.

Monks are very sensitive to the fluctuations of mana, and the external spiritual consciousness is even more precise in capturing mana. Because of this, monks will not be suspicious and vigilant of humans, birds and beasts without spiritual energy.

Because they naturally feel that there will not be any threat.

Even if there is, it doesn't hurt to strike later.

So I won't be more prepared.

However, no matter how mortal it is, how could the monk not notice it after searching for it for so long?

The monk did not take action to kill the falcon in the sky, and the red-haired Taoist seemed not to notice it and did not pay much attention to it.

The red-haired Taoist sniffed for a long time, and could even hear the sound of his breathing, and then he heard: "There is good wine in the town, made by monkeys. I can already smell the smell of wine."

The monk shook his head and said, "Senior, it's time for us to leave."

It's time to go.

Because the pursuers will come soon.

The bird above the head has changed its shift, and it is estimated that it will face a fierce battle in another day and a half.

Entering the village means bringing disaster.

So when he saw the town from a distance, the monk stopped and stopped moving forward.

"Go? Where?"

"If you go somewhere with beautiful mountains and clear waters, that would be great."

The red-haired Taoist smiled: "Hey, why do you need a graveyard to bury your bones?"

"At least it's better than here."

After the monk finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Chapter completed!