Ever since the Longmen Sect had its gate destroyed by a few of us, it was doomed to never recover. Unfortunately, they caused more trouble themselves, and this time, the Longmen Sect was completely destroyed.

In addition, the sloppy Taoist priest also told me another piece of news, saying that the Gu Diao seemed to no longer be in Fuxian Lake. No one knew where it had gone, and it was possible that it had fallen into the hands of those people from Yiguandao.

The people of Wanluo Sect have been looking for the Gu Diao that appeared in Fuxian Lake. After the people of Longmen Sect were defeated, several groups of people went to look for it, but they couldn't find any trace of the Gu Diao. Wanluo Sect deduced that the people of Longmen Sect might not have been killed by the Gu Diao, but might have been killed by the people of Yiguandao.

Only those from the Longmen Sect know the exact situation.

Let’s not worry about these trivial matters. The reason we went to look for the Gu Diao was to bring Uncle Hu Zi back to life. Now that our goal has been achieved, the Gu Diao is no longer something we are particularly eager to get.

For now, we still have to deal with the black-handed skeleton. That guy has very strong cultivation. If he is swallowed by the blood refining ball, my cultivation will definitely improve a lot.

After returning to the dormitory of the special task force, I took out a few pieces of clothes that I found in the dilapidated temple. These were all left behind by the black-handed skeleton. I asked the sloppy Taoist priest to take a look and see if they were useful.

The sloppy Taoist took the clothes and looked at them carefully. He said helplessly, "What a pity! It's not the guy's underwear. The Thousand Mile Tracking Technique can be used, but we can't find his exact location. We can only determine his approximate direction."

After a pause, the sloppy Taoist suddenly changed the subject and looked at me with a smile: "Wu Laoliu, aren't you good at using ice whirlwind to take off people's pants? How come you didn't get any pants this time? If you had, it would have been so easy for us to find that guy."

"Get lost. I don't have your special hobby. It's okay to determine his general location. With so many of us, if we search carefully, we will definitely find his hiding place."

The sloppy Taoist priest didn't say anything more. He took out a scarecrow, burned the clothes, and performed the Thousand Mile Soul Chasing Technique. The scarecrow soon fell to the northwest.

The sloppy Taoist priest walked over and picked up Jingna's scarecrow, saying seriously, "It seems that the man is not far from us, just in the northwest direction."

"There are vast mountains to the northwest. If the Black Hand Skeleton is hiding in the deep forests, it will be really hard to find it. It feels like looking for a needle in a haystack." Team Leader Bai said with some concern.

"Team Leader Bai, if you catch this Black Hand Skeleton, it will be a great achievement for you. You will probably get a promotion and get rich, right? The Black Hand Skeleton is a wanted criminal by your special task force." The sloppy Taoist priest grinned at Team Leader Bai.

Team Leader Bai smiled awkwardly: "It's possible to get promoted, but forget about getting rich. Even if you get promoted to a higher level, your salary won't increase much."

"Team Leader Bai, this time we will fully cooperate with you to capture the Black Hand Skeleton. You also need to put in more effort on your side and call some experts over, and we will go into the mountains together." Sloppy was good at fooling people, and he made Team Leader Bai very happy with just a few words.

"Don't worry, I will fully cooperate with you. There happens to be a group of Taoist priests from Qingyun Temple in the special task force. They can go with us to capture the Black Hand Skeleton." Team Leader Bai suddenly became excited.

Without much ado, we got into the special task force's car and headed towards the mountains in the northwest.

This time, there were seven or eight people from the special task force and a dozen or so veteran Taoists from Qingyun Temple following us. We used three vans and drove towards the old forest in a mighty manner.

A few hours later, we arrived at an old forest not far from Zhangjiabao.

The black-handed skeleton had been hiding not far from Zhangjiabao, mainly because of the Tai Chi dizziness.

He's lingering around here and refuses to leave. It seems he's still determined to do this. If we leave, I think he might continue to harm the people of Zhangjiabao.

No matter what, we must get rid of this old thing.

There was no path ahead, so we had to get off the car and walk into the deep mountains and forests.

The sloppy Taoist priest was responsible for leading the way for us.

The closer he is to the Black Hand Skeleton, the more effective his Thousand Mile Tracking Technique becomes.

But the prerequisite is not to be discovered by the Black Hand Skeleton. Once discovered, with the Black Hand Skeleton's cultivation level, he will try his best to hide his aura. At that time, the Thousand Mile Tracking Technique will be useless.

The sloppy Taoist priest walked in front, holding a compass in one hand and the scarecrow in the other, and moved very quickly.

A group of us followed him in silence.

At this time, I glanced at Uncle Huzi beside me, and suddenly remembered something. I took out a big knife from the Dragon-Tiger Mirror and handed it to Uncle Huzi: "Uncle Huzi, this knife is from a robbery. There is a tiger soul sealed inside. The tiger soul is not very powerful, but this knife is good. You can use it."

Uncle Huzi glanced at the knife in my hand and said, "Master, I don't know how to use it either."

"How did you use a knife to cut people when you were a double-flowered red stick? Why can't you use it now?"

"At first I didn't know I was a tiger demon, I just chopped with the knife randomly, without any method..." Uncle Huzi was helpless.

"You are a tiger demon now. As long as you have the knife in your hand, you will know how to use it in a fight. You take it first." As I said that, I stuffed the knife into Uncle Huzi's hand.

As soon as Uncle Huzi took the knife, a layer of golden light appeared on the blade. He waved it casually, and a dull whistling sound was heard. The birds within a two-mile radius were frightened and flew away.

"It's a really good knife. It would be a shame for me to use it." Uncle Huzi said excitedly.

Team Leader Bai and the group of old Taoist priests from Qingyun Temple who were not far away also looked towards the knife in Uncle Huzi's hand, revealing envious looks in their eyes.

This knife was specially prepared by me for Uncle Huzi, and now it finally comes in handy.

However, when he was fighting with others, he often transformed into a gorgeous tiger, so the knife didn't seem to be particularly useful to him.

I will wait until one day I find a set of powerful sword techniques and let Uncle Huzi practice it. Maybe Uncle Huzi can become a top master in swordsmanship.

We followed the sloppy Taoist priest and walked seven or eight miles along the mountain road in one breath. As we walked, the sloppy Taoist priest suddenly stopped and looked ahead vigilantly.

As soon as I saw his expression, I knew something was wrong.


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