Master's Chief Disciple

An inn somewhere in Yunhan Town.

There was a knock on the door outside, "Knock knock"

"Wen Qi."

"Creak" the door was opened.

"coming."

Originally, the two were preparing to set out to look for Mu Qing and others.

But who knew that Feng Yichen would send a message.

"It is rumored that the Sunset Forest is very vast. Hey, don't you want to discuss a plan?" Gao Moqiu leaned against the wall and looked at Wen Qi who walked out of the door.

"Let's go and find out the situation first." Wen Qi looked lazy.

"Heh, you guy." She shook her head at the lazy look on him.

"Why not ask those monks? Maybe they know something."

"That's exactly what I meant!"

Half an hour later, they arrived at a bamboo forest, but they still couldn't find any trace of the group of wandering cultivators.

"Tsk! How come I can't find anyone at the critical moment?"

"Old man, I want to ask you a few people, where is the monk who lived in that room before?"

Gao Moqiu grabbed a white-haired old man and asked.

"I saw them playing chess a few days ago, but they are gone today." The old man frowned and shook his head.

Wen Qi was seen making seals with his hands and muttering: "Time will turn back, revealing its traces, and all traces will appear."

In an instant, Wen Qi's spiritual consciousness entered the place where those monks were.

In the picture, those wandering cultivators were circling around one person.

"Who are you? How dare you follow us?" One of the monks pointed at the other and said domineeringly.

I saw that the other person's mouth and nose were covered, only a pair of purple eyes were exposed.

"Who is following you? I just happened to pass by." A cold male voice sounded.

"Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. You were clearly following us just now."

The other party snorted coldly but said nothing.

Just as I was about to leave, they blocked my way.

"Since you're here, don't think about leaving without leaving something behind."

Suddenly, the purple eyes emitted a cold murderous intent, which frightened the man so much that he took a few steps back.

After a while, the group of wandering cultivators stabbed at him with swords, but before the swords reached them, they were immobilized and unable to move.

I saw that person with a purple aura all around him, and he turned around and walked past the group of wandering cultivators.

Suddenly they covered their heads as if they had a splitting headache.

After a moment, several people followed the man like puppets.

He found that the leading monk was not there. When he looked around, he didn't know what was going on, but a pair of cold purple eyes were staring at him.

Wen Qi was sure that the man had discovered him, so he quickly ended the spell tracking.

"How about it?"

He told him what he had seen.

"The direction that person left was the Sunset Forest. Wen Qi pointed at the path ahead, his eyes full of doubts.

"Another strange thing is that he seemed to notice me when I was casting the spell."

"He has a very strange aura, a bit like a monk, but also a bit, how should I put it, a very messy feeling."

"Could he be the person our master asked us to investigate?" Gao Moqiu suggested.

He nodded to show his agreement with him. "Under the current situation, we have to find the leading monk first. Maybe he knows something."

Finally they found a way to find the monk.

"Tell me, what exactly happened at that time? And do you know about the Sunset Forest?" Wen Qi handed him a cup of tea.

The hand that took the teacup trembled slightly.

"gollum"

"Here's the thing."

After hearing this, the two looked at each other for a while. Sure enough, it was exactly the same as what Wen Qi saw. He was not lying.

"Who is that person? Why can he control that group of independent cultivators?"

"..."

He paused, his eyes dodging, "I don't know his background either..." He seemed to be hiding something in his conversation.

"But when you first heard us mention him, it was obvious that you seemed very afraid of him."

"Okay, if you don't want to tell me, forget it. He has discovered us anyway." Wen Qi stood up, kicked the stool away, and was about to leave.

"If a fight breaks out later, we may not have time to protect you." After saying that, Gao Moqiu took the wine on the table.

My body was shaking constantly, and I kept wondering whether or not to tell them.

As the two stepped out of the inn, they heard a few "whoosh" sounds behind them.

Several hidden weapons were thrown over.

Wen Qi dodged and grabbed the hidden weapon, while Gao Moqiu bent down and dodged.

They both looked towards the inner room at the same time, "Not good!"

Several sharp blades pierced the monk's chest.

Blood was oozing out of two holes that were visible to the naked eye.

Upon seeing this, the guests around screamed and ran away.

"Hey, tell me who that person is?" Gao Moqiu asked him as he tried to infuse spiritual power into him to heal his wounds.

"He is a sect composed of independent cultivators. In the Sunset Forest, that sect has his cultivators, but they are not his. Be careful with him and don't let him be controlled." He grabbed his arm and used up almost his last bit of strength and breath to mumble a bunch of incomprehensible words.

He died after he finished speaking.

Wen Qi punched the wall, "Damn it."

The owner and the waiter at the counter were so frightened by the sudden attack that they kept trembling and hiding behind the counter.

Until Gao Moqiu shouted, "Shopkeeper."

They staggered to their feet and said, "Hey, here, here."

Then he threw a bag of silver onto the counter and said, "Take this money and find a good place to bury him."

Finally, he pointed to the wall to indicate that there was still money for repairs.

The two of them settled down in the original bamboo forest, hoping to see if they could wait and see if they could catch something.

"The clue is broken. What did that casual cultivator mean?" he said after drinking a pot of wine.

Wen Qi reached out, and Gao Moqiu took another pot of wine from the ring and threw it to him, "Maybe he meant that."

"There is a sect that is made up of independent cultivators. Their base is in the Sunset Forest. He controls people to be careful. He is a cultivator but not a cultivator."

Then he dropped his head onto the table, "I forgot that I get drunk when I drink."

Gao Moqiu pushed him, and finally had no choice but to help him into the inner room to lie down.

When he was about to leave, he pulled him down.

Gao Moqiu lost his balance and fell beside him.

I heard him mutter, "Hey, Gao Jue, come and solve the puzzle."

It took great effort to pull his hand away.

Then he fell asleep leaning against the window.

The sun gradually sets and it is evening.

The sound of a bird chirping woke them up.

Wen Qi staggered to his feet, touched the tea on the table, and drank it in one gulp.

Gao Moqiu used his spiritual power to get the tea from the table.

"woke up?"

"Is there anything going on?" he asked, shaking his slightly dizzy head.

"The magic circle has not been broken, everything is normal." Gao Moqiu replied him.

"What do you think that monk meant by what he said?" Wen Qi asked, leaning against a pillar.

"I think it's similar to your previous analysis."

"But the few words he said were about his identity, and they were very confusing." Wen Qi thought, resting his chin on his hand.

"We currently have no idea who he is, but what is certain is that he is not a good person," Gao Moqiu analyzed.

"It seems there's no hope today. They're waiting for us to take the bait." Wen Qi sighed.

"We have to find a way to lure him out."

"I have a good idea, but it's too expensive." Gao Moqiu stared at the empty bamboo house.

"Tell me, there is no shortage of silver."

"We set a trap for him and let the people around spread the word that the missing group of independent cultivators has alarmed some sects and they will send people to investigate soon. I believe that he knows the news and will definitely come to us first."

"Gao, it's you as expected, Gao Moqiu."

The other party smiled knowingly.