Longevity starts with learning

Chu Mu looked at Wangcai, seemingly puzzled.

"Woo woo woo..."

Wangcai roared again, as if to prove something. He suddenly rushed out of the flying boat, stepped into the air and floated in the sky. He raised his head and roared twice at the sky in front of the left side of the flying boat.

At this moment, Chu Mu seemed to have thought of something, his pupils shrank suddenly, he took a step forward, and instantly appeared beside Wangcai, stretched out his right hand, and landed directly on Wangcai's head.

In an instant, the majestic spiritual consciousness poured into Wangcai's body.

The strong demon body was full of blood, the bones were like gold and iron, the blood was like pumping pulp, and the organs were all shining like jade. The majestic power of Wangcai's demon body was also reflected in the perception.

Chu Mu turned a blind eye to all this. The spiritual consciousness poured into Wangcai's body was like a big net, covering the perception from inside to outside.

Deep in Wangcai's blood, the blood supernatural power that was originally nurtured had disappeared.

It turned into an ancient inscription that seemed to contain the truth of the world, floating and surging in the depths of the blood. When the divine consciousness focused, it was impossible to see its specific appearance. It was as if there were countless changes and interweaving. In an instant, it was a myriad of evolutions!

"Bloodline supernatural power!"

Chu Mu's heart trembled. This was the first time he observed the source of bloodline supernatural power at such a close distance!

In the past, Wangcai's bloodline supernatural power had never appeared. He was not good enough to observe it. He could only vaguely detect some traces, and thus had a guess about the bloodline supernatural power.

After reaching the golden elixir, although he had the qualifications to peek into the bloodline supernatural power, it was obvious that other monsters would not open their bodies without reservation and let him observe unscrupulously.

Other cultivators with bloodline supernatural powers would be even more impossible for him to peek.

And Wangcai, since his transformation to the third level, his bloodline supernatural power has been incubating. Under a mass of chaos, it is even more difficult to peek at it.

At this moment...

A bloodline divine power appeared, and it was a bloodline divine power that allowed him to observe and study...

Chu Mu's heart was burning. After observing for a while, thinking about Wangcai's abnormality just now, he forced himself to suppress the heat in his heart, retracted his majestic divine sense, and still had a bit of excitement in his voice:

"Where is it, you lead the way!"

"Roar, roar!"

Wangcai roared, slightly bent his front legs, and suddenly rushed out, his afterimage flickered in the sky, and in a short moment, he was about to disappear from Chu Mu's sight.

Chu Mu swept his sleeves, and the flying boat suspended in the sky sank into the storage space. He took a step out, as if shrinking the earth into an inch, his figure flickered in the sky, and followed Wangcai.

After about a moment, the flying Wangcai just stopped, roared at Chu Mu twice, and raised his head to roar a few times in front.

Then, Chu Mu's figure suddenly appeared, and when he was suspended in the sky, Chu Mu looked back and his mind moved slightly.

"About... two hundred miles..."

A rough judgment came to his mind, and Chu Mu looked forward. He could vaguely feel the surging spiritual energy fluctuations, and the traces of mana left were very clear, proving that there must have been a fight between cultivators not long ago.

"There are six foundation-building cultivators fighting here..."

After a little perception, the divine sense swept through, and the conclusion was very clear.

Whether it is a cultivator or a monster, any means of fighting to protect the way, even if it is a simple physical attack, will inevitably use the divine sense to mobilize power, so the scene of the fight will inevitably leave very clear traces.

Most of the tracking techniques in the world of immortal cultivation are based on this point.

It is precisely for this reason that Chu Mu has developed the habit of cleaning up traces anytime and anywhere since he entered the world of immortal cultivation.

The traces of the fight in front of him are obviously one party chasing the other party. Whether it is the pursued or the pursuer, it is obviously impossible to have the leisure to clean up the traces of the fight left behind.

At this time, Wangcai roared a few times in a low voice, as if he was saying something.

Chu Mu raised his eyebrows, and his consciousness flowed again, following the traces of the battle left in the sky to carefully sense it.

After just a dozen breaths, as a trace of familiar soul breath appeared, Chu Mu's expression suddenly became a little suspicious.

There were many foundation-building cultivators he knew, but not many of them could let him know the soul breath.

Especially in this land of Bazhou, there are even fewer.

Not to mention, Wangcai could recognize the familiarity of the soul breath...

Chu Mu looked suspicious, following the remaining soul breath to carefully sense it, but in the end, he had to suppress the idea of ​​identification.

He did not practice this kind of identification secret technique, it was just the remnant of the battle traces, and the slight familiarity was really difficult to distinguish clearly.

And now, it seems that there is no need to force identification.

Wangcai's unknown bloodline magical power seems to be worth experimenting with again.

Chu Mu looked at Wangcai and gave him an order. Wangcai roared twice, and without any sign of hesitation, he flew out again.

"It should be some kind of tracking magic power, and it can also ignore the array and identify the target..."

"This dog's nose is really sharp!"

Seeing Wangcai flying out, Chu Mu couldn't help laughing, but soon, his expression became serious.

The tracking magic power that can ignore the array is very useful.

Treasure hunting, tracking the enemy...

In just a moment, countless feasible plans burst out in his mind around this magic power.

At this moment, Chu Mu couldn't think too much. He took a step forward, leaped up, and followed Wangcai.

Following Wangcai's flying, the traces of fighting along the way have become clearer and clearer, and even the remnants of blood and qi can be seen. It is obvious that a cultivator has been seriously injured.

As the traces of the fighting became clearer, the vague feeling of familiarity seemed to become clearer.

"Is it her?"

Finally, Chu Mu looked at the chasing scene not far away and raised his eyebrows, obviously surprised.

In the sky not far away, several rays of light flew past.

The two escaping lights at the front were obviously embarrassed. As they fled, wisps of blood spilled. Behind them, several escaping lights followed closely. One by one, the Foundation Establishment Realm monks cast spells from time to time to control them. Blast out with all kinds of spiritual weapons.

Under such a pursuit, the two people at the front were obviously on the verge of collapse, as if they would fall to some attack at any time.

The light was flying past, and it was difficult to see the figure with the naked eye, but in his eyes, it was obviously meaningless to just cover it up with the light.

With a glance, he could see everything at a glance.

The monks who were being chased by the two escaping lights were also in full view.

"Zhao...Zhao Shuang..."

Chu Mu recalled for a moment, and this already somewhat vague name overlapped with the face that was crumbling in the light not far away.

Immediately, Chu Mu turned his eyes and looked at the several foundation-building monks who were chasing him. They were all dressed in black robes and had a crescent blade on their chests. They were obviously monks from the same force.

"Bad Sword Alliance."

Chu Mu looked slightly solemn.

Why did the Zhao Shuang sisters, whom they met in Dachu, appear in Bazhou and were hunted down by the monks of the Bazhou Alliance?

Chu Mu thought for a moment, deciding whether to help.

A few foundation-building monks can be destroyed easily.

But his trip to Bazhou was to celebrate the Bazhou Alliance, to participate in the Thousand Years' Celebration of the Bazhou Alliance.

He has something he wants from the Tyrant Sword Alliance!

Even though we are old friends, we still have to see if it is worth it.

While Chu Mu was thinking, Wangcai suddenly moved. After roaring several times towards the sky in the southwest, he looked up at Chu Mu eagerly.

Chu Mu looked to the southwest. After about ten breaths, a surge of spiritual energy roared in. It was getting closer and closer, and the breath became clearer.

With his spiritual consciousness far beyond the early stages of the Golden Core, he could naturally perceive it clearly.

"Golden elixir!"

Chu Mu's pupils shrank, and when he looked at the hunted sisters Zhao Shuang, his eyes had a strange color.

Provoking the Bazhou Alliance and being hunted down by such a large formation also caused the Bazhou Alliance's Jindan to take action against the junior regardless of his face...

Chu Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, a faint space fluctuation flickered, and the flying boat appeared. He raised his hand, rolled up Wangcai and stepped onto the flying boat. Along with another faint space fluctuation flickering, the flying boat broke through the air and disappeared. There is no trace...

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