In a dark, damp underground room that smells of old earth.
With a thought in Ye Feng's mind, a simple storage bag and a compass made entirely of meteorite fine gold and engraved with mysterious patterns appeared in front of him.
One million top-quality spiritual stones!
Ye Feng's consciousness swept across the storage bag, feeling the pure spiritual energy that was almost overflowing. Even though he was used to seeing wind and waves, his heart still beat a few times more than expected.
What made him even more jealous was the high-grade Taoist artifact - the Heavenly Star Disk.
The object was warm to the touch, and as he slowly injected his spiritual power, a miniature galaxy appeared on the surface of the compass, with 36,000 stars, slowly rotating according to some mysterious law. It was beautiful, but also concealed murderous intent.
"Good stuff!" Ye Feng's eyes sparkled. This day's astrolabe is not only a treasure for deducing formations, but it is also a killing formation that can be carried around. If arranged in advance, it is not impossible to activate the star power to trap and kill the monks who are in the tribulation stage.
With this object, the "Dayan Star Formation" that he has not fully mastered will have the best carrier.
But these are just appetizers.
Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes and his mind sank into the city protection formation at Tianshu Peak.
There, the "Guiding Star Array" he left behind had been temporarily suppressed by Xuan Jizi's great magical power, and the demonic energy was also sealed. But under the polluted core, a unique rune jointly imprinted by the origin of the dragon soul and the origin of the stars, like a dormant poisonous snake, quietly integrated with the energy circulation of the entire formation.
That is not a simple backdoor, it is more like a virus.
As long as he wants, he can use this "virus" to detonate it again at any time, and even...at a critical moment, briefly steal control of the entire city defense formation.
This is his biggest gain from this trip, and it is his biggest trump card for daring to continue to stay in Tianxuan City.
"Dong, dong dong."
There were three long and two short knocking sounds on the wall, which were the agreed upon secret signals.
Ye Feng put away the treasure and waved his hand to open the stone door of the secret room. Xiao Wuhen, who was in a state of embarrassment and with a few streaks of black ash on his face, flashed in like a thief.
"My Uncle Ye, you are really my dear uncle!" Xiao Wuhen sat down on the ground, drank a few sips of water, and said in a hushed voice, "Do you know what's going on outside? The whole city is under martial law! There are patrols everywhere, even in the mouse cave. They all sent people to block it! I was almost surrounded as a remnant of the Demon Sect!"
"Why are you panicking?" Ye Feng tossed a storage bag leisurely, "The promised reward is one hundred thousand top-quality spiritual stones, no matter what."
Xiao Wuhen caught it hurriedly, and with a quick glance of his consciousness, his eyes immediately straightened. He just made an explosion at the foot of the mountain, it was purely a friendly appearance, and it was not a big deal to watch the excitement. I didn't expect Ye Feng to really give so much.
He cleared his throat, stuffed the storage bag into his arms, and said seriously: "Well, seeing as you are so sincere, let's forget it this time. But seriously, what should we do now? How do we get out? The interrogation at the city gate requires even the eighteen generations of monks' ancestors to ask questions. There are also magic weapons that specialize in identifying aura and disguise. It's hard to fly with wings."
"Who said we are going out?" Ye Feng asked.
Xiao Wuhen was stunned: "Aren't you going out? Are you staying here to die? That witch named Luo Li has a nose as sharp as a dog, and that old monster Xuan Jizi can turn the entire Tianxuan City upside down. We can't hide for a few days."
"The most dangerous place is the safest place." Ye Feng smiled, "Everyone in the city is looking for a "Spy of the Demon Sect" who is so bold that he disrupted the formation conference. Who would have thought that this "Spy" "Where are you now in the most prosperous restaurant in the city, drinking wine and listening to music?"
Xiao Wuhen opened his mouth wide, pointed at Ye Feng, and was speechless for a long time: "You...are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy." Ye Feng's smile gradually faded and his eyes became sharp, "I was just wondering how Fairy Luo Li would find me."
As soon as he finished speaking, his brows suddenly raised slightly.
He raised his right hand and looked at it carefully. There, there was nothing. But with his powerful spiritual perception, he could "see" a strand of light gray aura that was countless times thinner than hair and almost integrated with his own soul, firmly imprinted on his palm.
This aura is extremely hidden and carries the unique mark of the "Soul-Eating Eye". It's like a coordinate. No matter where he goes to the end of the world, Luo Li can sense his approximate location through this coordinate.
What is even more insidious is that if he tries to remove it with brute force, the mark will explode instantly, like fireworks in the dark, completely exposing his position.
"So it turns out that it's not that I have a good nose, but that an invisible rope was tied to me in advance." The corner of Ye Feng's mouth once again raised a playful arc.
He expected that Luo Li had a back-up plan, but he did not expect that this woman's methods were more insidious than he imagined. In such a situation where everyone was watching and even the mystery was not noticed, she actually unknowingly set a trap for herself.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Wuhen looked at Ye Feng's changing expression and felt a little scared.
"Nothing." Ye Feng stood up and stretched his muscles, and the muscles and bones on his face made a subtle crackling sound. Soon, his appearance, height, and even his whole temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.
The originally handsome "Gu Feng" turned into a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, dull eyes, and an honest look.
"I just feel that this cat and mouse game is getting more and more interesting."
He looked at the invisible mark on his palm.
"Fairy Luo Li gave me such a great gift. Wouldn't it be rude if I didn't return the favor?"
The night is like ink, but Tianxuan City is as bright as day.
Countless patrol teams, holding bright magic weapons, are like intertwining streams of light, blocking every street. There was a tense and chilling atmosphere in the air. Every household of ordinary people was closed, and most of the monks kept silent for fear of being arrested as suspects.
In a remote alley, several monks wearing the deacon uniforms of Tianxuan Sect were surrounding a man in black who was covered in wounds and had a weak breath.
"Tell me! What's the plot of your Heavenly Demon Sect sneaking into Tianxuan City this time?" the leader of the deacons asked sharply.
The man in black spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were fierce, and Jie Jie said with a strange smile: "Want to know? Go to hell and ask the King of Hell!"
"Looking for death!" The deacon was furious and was about to give the order to take action.
At this moment, a slightly fat, middle-aged man wearing ordinary merchant clothes was cautiously passing by the alley, carrying a food box. When he saw this formation, he was so frightened that he almost dropped the food box in his hand.
"A few... a few immortals, the younger one...the younger one is delivering midnight snacks to Yuelai Inn. I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!" The middle-aged man nodded and bowed, with a look of fear on his face, and he wanted to shrink into a ball.
The leader of the deacon glanced at him impatiently, seeing that his spiritual energy fluctuated weakly, and he was just a low-level casual cultivator, so he waved his hand: "Get out!"
"Yes, yes, thank you, Immortal, thank you, Immortal!" The middle-aged man crawled away as if he had been granted amnesty.
Seeing his cowardly appearance, several Tianxuan Sect disciples couldn't help but smile with disdain.
No one noticed that at the moment when the middle-aged man passed by the besieged man in black, an invisible gray breath quietly floated out of the middle-aged man's palm, and then, as if it had life, penetrated into the body of the man in black, fusing perfectly with his already chaotic and violent demonic energy.
This process is as fast as lightning and extremely mysterious.
After running far out of the alley and confirming that no one was following him, the "honest" middle-aged man, Ye Feng, straightened up. The panic on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a faint smile.
The cicada sheds its shell by replacing flowers with trees.
Luo Li's soul mark is indeed brilliant. But despite all her calculations, she couldn't calculate that there was a real dragon soul living in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness.
Using the original power of the dragon soul, the mark was carefully "wrapped", and then the "Blood Evil Grimoire" was used to simulate the same source of demonic energy to disguise it, and finally, it was transferred to a real demon cultivator without anyone noticing.
For Ye Feng, although this operation is time-consuming, it is not difficult.
"Brother, it's not that I want to trick you. If I want to blame you, just blame your bad luck." Ye Feng looked back at the direction of the alley, and observed a tenth of a moment of silence for the unlucky demon cultivator.
He is now a blank piece of paper, with no possibility of being traced.
And that Fairy Luo Li will soon receive a "surprise".