In half an hour, a total of forty-two divine thoughts were emitted.
It was one quarter past three in the morning, and it was still early for the sword tower to close. Although there were some cultivators leaving the formation area, they were very few.
Xiang Sheng waited from 1:00 pm to 3:00 pm, and there were only 23 people in total, among whom only four were cultivators marked by divine thoughts.
To be on the safe side, Xiang Sheng waited for another quarter of an hour. After six marked monks had been found, he set off in the direction where the first marked monk had left.
After a moment, she simply gave up and went after the next one.
Lu Yuncheng's appearance was widely circulated, so she had naturally seen it before. Lu Yuncheng was hiding now, so he must have changed his appearance a long time ago, but it was difficult to tell from his appearance.
However, the people in the Pantheon have been busy with this matter and should have been secretly monitoring it for a long time.
However, the person she was tracking just now had no spiritual awareness around him, so it naturally couldn't be Lu Yuncheng.
Xiang Sheng looked at the next few people one by one and excluded them all.
When the fifth person arrived, Xiang Sheng followed his divine sense and came to the door of a small inn in the city.
Before she even stepped into the inn, she sensed at least four obscure spiritual senses sweeping over her in the dark.
Her heart moved, but she remained calm on the surface and stepped into the door of the inn.
"Dear guest, would you like to stay in our hotel?" a waiter came over and asked with a smile on his face.
Xiang Sheng nodded slightly, threw a bag of spirit stones over, and said calmly: "No need to go up to the room, just clean it."
"Dear guest, please follow me."
The waiter put away the spirit stone and led Xiang Sheng to the door of an ordinary room. He asked, "Venerable guest, what do you think of this room?"
Xiang Sheng shook his head: "Too small."
The waiter scratched his head and immediately took Xiang Sheng to the next room: "What about this one?"
Xiang Sheng showed disdain: "It's a bit dirty."
The waiter's face froze slightly as he continued to lead Xiang Sheng inside. "...How about this one?"
"Why is the layout so strange?"
“…”
If you are so picky, why don’t you just move in?
Poor guy!
The waiter cursed in his heart, but considering that there were still quite a few spirit stones that he could keep for himself, he still patiently continued to change rooms.
This time, six rooms were changed.
It was not until they reached the room next to Lu Yuncheng's that Xiang Sheng reluctantly nodded and said, "Forget it. They all look the same. Let's take this one."
The waiter had been impatient for a long time, but when he heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and turned away.
Xiang Sheng pushed open the door and sat down directly in front of the bed, pretending to meditate and practice.
This scene, seen by the Pantheon monks who were secretly monitoring the scene, immediately caused discussion.
"This person looks unfamiliar. He must be a casual cultivator who recently entered the city."
"Your cultivation level is only at the foundation building stage, and you are dressed in ordinary clothes. You must be very poor, so it makes sense for you to live here."
"Most likely they are not here for Lu Yuncheng."
"A mere foundation building skill can't cause any trouble."
"Don't be careless. Let's observe for a while longer. If the master's plan goes awry, no one can bear the responsibility."
“…”
While the people in secret were discussing, they did not notice that a faint light flashed in Xiang Sheng's palm, and a paper man appeared.
The surface of the paper figure was stained with blood, and in the blink of an eye it turned into flesh and blood, continuing to sit cross-legged in front of the bed to practice in place of Xiang Sheng.
Xiang Sheng himself hid in the Hidden Spirit Shuttle, passed through the void, and came to Lu Yuncheng's room.
The feeling of being watched is even stronger...
Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes, glanced at the middle-aged monk who was meditating in the room, stretched out his fingertips and pointed at the void, and the power to deceive the sky surged out instantly, enveloping the entire room.
The Pantheon spies who were secretly monitoring were still talking about the monk next door, completely unaware that Lu Yuncheng's room, which was under their surveillance, had been covered by an illusion created by the power of deceiving the sky.
Xiang Sheng waited in the dark for a moment, making sure that the sense of being spied on had completely disappeared before he appeared.
Lu Yuncheng had been living in fear and anxiety for the past two days. Although he was meditating, he was not in a state of concentration. When he saw someone suddenly appear in the room, he was so frightened that his hair stood on end and he wanted to escape without saying a word.
But before he could form any seals, a sharp force wrapped around his neck, making him unable to move.
A clear voice rang in my ears.
"Friend Lu, my cultivation is far superior to yours. If I wanted to kill you, why would I wait until now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sharpness on his neck also dissipated.
This alternation of tension and relaxation immediately calmed Lu Yuncheng down.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled bitterly, and said, "I have been very careful recently. I wonder how you recognized me?"
“That’s easy.”
Xiang Sheng smiled leisurely: "I followed the Pantheon's spies all the way here. The Pantheon has the most spies here. Apart from Fellow Daoist Lu, I can't think of anyone else who can be so closely watched by the Pantheon."
As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Yuncheng's face changed instantly.
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