Chapter 464: Gathering

Let Hong Xiu take Feng Qianli to settle the newly received Yin spirits, while Chen Mu took Shen Yan out of Qiandeng City and began to track them overnight.

With the Di Ting Fa, the dim light at night did not affect his investigation. Moreover, he and Shen Yan could escape into the breeze and easily avoid most dangerous monsters active in the night.

After a busy night, he successively gathered four scattered small groups of Yin spirits.

When the blood sun rose in the east, Chen Mu did not find any trace of the large army.

In Qiandeng City, looking at the increasing number of human-shaped spiritual fields, he could not be happy.

"It's not that there are no Yin soldiers in the auxiliary barracks. They can resist one or two at least. How can such a large group of people disperse?" Chen Mu scratched his head.

Shen Yan looked at the Yin spirits gathered yesterday, frowning: "Five teams were gathered last night. Not to mention the Caiyuan Department, the leaders of the two Yanxing Departments were not Yin soldiers."

"If the Yin soldiers ran away by themselves, it would be fine. I'm afraid they were deliberately withdrawn by someone with ulterior motives!" His face was solemn.

"Purposely withdraw all the powerful Yin soldiers?" Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but open his eyes wide: "Gather the elite, and then let a large number of ordinary auxiliary soldiers serve as bait to attract the water ape?"

Is it impossible?

So stupid?

Chen Mu suddenly remembered that the team split up soon after escaping the camp, and a small group of people ran to the southeast alone. Could it be the Yin soldiers led by the generals of the auxiliary soldiers?

They are obviously powerful Mingxin Yin soldiers, and the generals of the troops are even Yin spirits in the Divine Embryo Realm.

Doing such a thing?

So cowardly!

...

Three days later.

Qiandeng City, in a small courtyard.

Bai Qing is a tall and strong man with a dark complexion. His upper body is wrapped in bandages, with faint bloodstains on it. He sits respectfully at the round table with his back straight.

"Military Supervisor, there was indeed a military order to summon me, but I didn't go." Bai Qing shook his head, and then said with sarcasm: "I can't pee in the same pot with those old soldiers from the city defense camp."

"These bastards are really deserters!" Shen Yan's face was livid.

These days, they have been tracking and collecting a lot of Yin soldiers from the three divisions of Yanxing, Gongzao and Caiyuan, but none of the leaders are the general flags of Yin soldiers. Until today, I met Bai Qingbai, the general flag, who was besieged by three water apes in a small valley.

"Why didn't I see the Yin spirits of the Yaoshi Division?" Chen Mu asked curiously.

These two days, the most fleeing soldiers were the Yin spirits of the Caiyuan Division, followed by the Gongzao and Yanxing Divisions. The Yinfeng Division flew away on the cloud, so it was normal not to meet them. But the people of the Yaoshi Division didn't meet them either.

"They should have been taken away by the Yinfeng Division, and we didn't meet them either." Bai Qing's face was not very good.

"Hu Cheng is a coward. He only dares to lead the Medicine and Stone Division with a small number of people. He is afraid that too many people will slow down the speed and be tracked by the water ape." Shen Yan snorted coldly.

Chen Mu sat at the stone table and grinned.

The two divisions of Gongzao Yanxing were defeated. The two divisions of Yinfeng Yaoshi were still there, but they could fly and disappeared long ago.

When can we expect these bastards to return to the underworld?

...

Five days later, in Qiandeng City, in a small courtyard.

Chen Mu sat at the round table, carefully donated the hot barbecue with a piece of dark green vegetable leaf, sprinkled some spicy seasoning on it, and then swallowed it into his mouth.

"Are you not in a hurry at all?" Shen Yan looked at Chen Mu in surprise.

After five consecutive days of searching, they encountered only small groups of Yin spirits, and as time went by, the number of Yin spirits found became fewer and fewer. Whether dead or far away, the more than 100,000 auxiliary soldiers of the three divisions of Caiyuan Gongzao Yanxing may have really disappeared.

"There's no point in being anxious." Chen Mu shrugged and slowly stuffed another piece of barbecue into his mouth.

He hasn't had a peaceful few days since he started practicing. Facing this kind of uncertain situation, he has more experience than the three-hundred-year-old ghost in front of him.

Now he has Qiandeng City to hide, so he doesn't have to worry about food and drink. It's just that it's a little difficult to return to the underworld, and it's not dangerous at all.

Small scene!

"Besides, aren't you still here?" Chen Mu glanced at Shen Yan and laughed.

He was shocked by the collapse of the huge camp before, and was influenced by Shen Yan, running around all day to collect the ghosts.

He gradually came to his senses after a little free time these two days.

Following the large army may save effort and time to return to the underworld, but if he really can't find those people...

As long as the knowledgeable Shen Jianjun is tied to his side, there will always be a way to return to the underworld. The rest is just a matter of time and difficulty.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu felt more and more relaxed.

...

After dinner.

Chen Mu prepared a cup of Huiyuan soup for himself and a cup of... Yulu water for Shen Yan.

There was not much antler black mutton stored, so he dared not waste it casually.

"With these three thousand ghosts, combined with your Yumen spell, can you call back the Ghost Gate from a distance?" Chen Mu glanced at Shen Yan, raised his chin and asked towards the dark ghosts in the distance of the courtyard.

"They are not ghost soldiers, most of them are new ghosts from the Caiyuan Department." Shen Yan shook his head: "Besides, I don't know where the Ghost Gate was taken by Lan Zhang. If it is too far away, or imprisoned..."

It seems that it is still useless.

Chen Mu took a sip of Huiyuan soup.

"We have to keep searching for Yinfeng and Yinling."

"But... we can't run around like headless flies."

Shen Yan frowned slightly: "Do you want to stop?"

"The Yinfeng Yaoshi and Yinfeng Yaoshi are hard to find, and the Gongzao Yanxing and Yinling are scattered. If we want to return to the underworld, we can only rely on ourselves."

"And the more Yinling we gather, the easier it will be to recall the Ghost Gate. How can we stop?!"

Chen Muhun waved his hand without caring: "The surviving Yinlings are either hiding or running away. I still have to practice, so I don't have enough energy to track them everywhere."

He raised his chin towards the Yin Ling outside the courtyard: "There are so many auxiliary soldiers, it would be a waste if we don't use them."

Compared to running around, he still prefers to stay in Qiandeng City.

Searching the mountains for people?

Then we have to let these auxiliary soldiers take action.

In fact, it would be better if Shen Yan took the lead, but unfortunately, there is no way to plant the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed in this old ghost, so he can only keep it with him at all times, wasting a great master in vain.

…

The next morning.

Countless soul-guiding lamps were lit one by one, and Qiandeng City had a veritable thousand lamps.

A group of Yin Lings came to sit down not far from the courtyard skillfully, and began to activate the Three Paths Curse at the same time, and a huge secret aura suddenly filled Qiandeng City.

Chen Mu lay in the rocking chair, the Pingxin Sutra flowed, and the Yin Ling's divine power trembled and changed qualitatively, like a net, exploring the source of the Wangchuan River.

The strands of weak water breath were intercepted and taken out, and then poured into the secret acupoint between the eyebrows and disappeared.

In the distance, Bai Qing, Hong Xiu, Feng Qianli and other general flags also hurriedly organized their men to collect jade dew to store food for their three thousand Yin spirits for a day.

Qiandeng City was suddenly filled with various spells.

Accompanied by the dripping sound of the bamboo tube, a morning passed in a flash.

Buzz!

The air vibrated slightly, and the dazzling white light suddenly shone from the small courtyard, and then slowly disappeared after a moment.

Many Yin spirits were not surprised, collected their own spells, and led by the general flags of each department, stayed away from the small courtyard.

"Another improvement." Chen Mu looked at the prototype of the God Fetus with satisfaction, which was still bumpy, but the hollow gap was indeed a little smaller.

Then, densely packed needle-sized demon spirit seeds flew out from it.

"Give birth to another child?" Chen Mu was quite speechless: "This Cloud Mirage Sky Demon, won't he put all his skills into giving birth to a child?"

Because the spirit seed is fragile, it is extremely difficult to achieve symbiosis, and the crappy ability to confuse the gods can't work, so he creates as many as possible, and then casts a wide net to try his luck, and counts as many as he can get?

Tsk! This kind of weak and helpless temperament, holding his breath and struggling, is a bit silly.

Fortunately, I have the order of the King of Yama, which can make the Yin spirits obey unconditionally and swallow voluntarily, otherwise...

Humph! Crappy demon god!

...

In the afternoon.

After implanting the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed into the last Yin spirit, Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, except for Shen Yan, all the Yin spirits in Qiandeng City have become his own people, eliminating the possibility of gathering to make trouble. However, the transmission of the Three Paths Curse is still a big project.

"It would be better if the divine fetus is more perfect." Chen Mu thought to himself.

When the divine fetus is perfected and the origin is enhanced, the power of the Yin spirit will surge. Maybe he can complete the transfer in one go.

"Do you have any better secret method to trace the origin of the divine fetus?" Chen Mu looked at Shen Yan with a smile.

"Even in Fengdu City, at least 80% of the Yin spirits in the divine fetus realm are cultivated by the Pingxin Sutra." Shen Yan glanced at Chen Mu.

"The Pingxin Sutra is best at tailoring to the individual. The higher the potential, the more weak water can be pried, and the divine fetus can be cultivated faster."

"Dislike the slow cultivation speed? Ha..." Shen Yan glanced at Chen Mu with a country bumpkin: "That's your own fault!"

Hey!

Has this old ghost eaten gunpowder recently? Why is he so arrogant? !