The city surrounded by Chicheng Mountain is full of prosperity.

The two main roads that run through the east, west, south and north divide the entire city into 4 equal parts. This structure is by no means for beauty, but for the convenience of Onmyoji to set up corresponding magic circles in the city.

There was a constant stream of people on the road, and the shouts from vendors could be heard from the streets and alleys. Ordinary people would probably think that they would travel through time and space to the ancient sunrise.

But you can still see a big difference when you look closely.

Even ordinary people living here look full of energy and strong physical strength. Due to the world level, ordinary adult men have the physical qualities of first-class extraordinary people in the real world.

On this basis, if you join the practice, the starting point is much higher than that of ordinary practitioners, and the upper limit of growth is even more out of the way.

Because of the application of spiritual power, the world just seems backward, but it has rich resources, and the living standards of ordinary people are still very high.

A faint sound of collision came from a street shop in Nan City.

Sharp!

On the display stand on the front of the store are bright long swords and short swords. From time to time, people will stop asking for the price and complete the transaction after bargaining.

The person in charge of entertaining a young man with a somewhat tender face, who was just an ordinary apprentice and could not participate in the real casting process.

The sky was getting darker and pedestrians were gradually becoming fewer. There were shouts coming from behind the blacksmith shop. After the young man finished his work, a middle-aged man with a tall, red face walked out from behind.

"Taro, come here early tomorrow to open the door. I'll go out if I have something to do."

"Is it still the priest above to come down to investigate the matter?" the young man asked curiously.

“This is not something you should care about.”

"You are always wasting your time every few days, and there was no time to replenish the goods, and many customers expressed their dissatisfaction." The young man muttered in a low voice.

"Shut up, what are you talking nonsense?"

The middle-aged man raised his palm and said, "Why don't you go back for me quickly?"

"Although there is a Yin-Yang Magic Formation to protect the city, it is best not to go out and wander around at night. Let's go!" the middle-aged man urged angrily.

The young man curled his lips and muttered a few words in a low voice, but he still packed everything and left.

As the sun sets, the city, which was originally very noisy during the day, quickly became quiet. At first, there was no feeling, but as the young people walked, they felt that the pedestrians around them gradually became scarce.

He couldn't help but speed up and finally returned to the courtyard where he lived before the last ray of sunlight disappeared.

This is a small yard with a small area. There are some casting equipment in the yard, and there are training tools for polishing strength next to it.

No matter in any world, blacksmiths work hard. In addition to having a strong body, if you want to further your strength, you also need to master the application of spiritual power.

"Get off quickly and get up early tomorrow."

After eating something and washing up, the young man climbed onto the bed early, the sun disappeared, the world became dark, and the young man quickly fell asleep.

Bang!

He turned over in his sleep, his face facing down, exposing his back.

At this moment, a faint light flashed, and a little man cut from white paper, as big as a palm, fell off the young man's back, then crawled out along his collar, used his hands and feet, and quickly came to the door.

The paper man's body trembled and drilled out through the crack of the door.

Chicheng Mountain is a hot place. Even at night, the temperature is not low. A breeze blows across the outside. The paper man waves his limbs and his body floats up along the wind, and quickly disappears into the darkness.

At the same time, in a remote courtyard somewhere in Chicheng Mountain, two red flames were jumping in the dim room. When they got closer, they found that it was not the flames that were burning at all, but the restless spiritual power in the eyes of an old man.

"It's another one." The old man said softly. At this time, a paper man came in under the crack of the door, and then jumped automatically along the floor to the old man's shoulder.

The paper man's hands closed and made a statement. The old man kept nodding. Not long after, the light on the paper man gradually became dim and then turned into an ordinary piece of white paper and fell down.

At the old man's feet, several pieces of white paper of the same size were stacked.

"Xuezi..."

The old man's eyes flashed with uncontrollable worries, "I was the one who harmed you. I thought everything had been planned, but I didn't expect that there would be a mistake at the last moment."

"It's only a little bit too long. If everyone thinks I'm dead, no one will cause trouble for you again."

"But now, although the main owner has not come to the door, hey..."

He picked up the white paper stacked at his feet and obtained all the information he passed from it. It was useless to keep these things.

"They caught Xuezi?"

The old man clenched his fists and soon, he slowly let go.

"What a despicable means."

He sighed, if the news he received was true, he really had no choice.

but.

As if he had thought of something, the old man formed a handprint with his hands, and a red light flashed across his body. Then, a red tiger jumped out of the old man's body.

After three or two breaths, the tiger grew to 5 meters long and continued to grow.

Bang!

In the end, the entire house could no longer accommodate the tiger's size. The next moment, the fiery red tiger penetrated the house and disappeared strangely into the air.

“Thanks to this place.”

The old man is nothing but Morita Morita Daohiro who has been searched by many sources.

Morita Morita's face showed a hint of gratitude.

He looks about 50 years old, tall, dark face, and thick joints of his hands, making Kong Wu powerful.

"That is, in this special place of Chicheng Mountain, otherwise it would be really not easy to drive Yin-Yang Technique quietly in the city."

A trace of splendor flashed in his eyes.

"Let me determine if Xuezi is really in your hands."

Morita Daohiro had made up his mind. If the other party really caught Xuezi, he could only submit.

He took a pendant woven from his neck, woven from his black rope.

A flame tiger the size of a fingernail is carved on the pendant.

He bit his fingertips and reached out to press his hand on the pendant. At the same time, the flame tiger that disappeared due to the expansion just now suddenly appeared, and then shrank at an extremely fast speed and drilled into the pendant in his hand.

This thing is a tool created by Morita Daohiro, which can determine the approximate locations of each other through the connection between the guardian spirit and bloodline.

Before this, he had tried it quietly several times, but at that time, the pendant had no feedback due to the intervals between different worlds.

He knew that with Xuezi's ability, he could not enter the world through his own means, but if the pendant gave feedback at this time.

That means...

Every second I waited was extremely long. After several breaths, the pendant in my hand shone brightly, while Morita Daohiro felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Pick.

The pendant fell to the ground, his limbs were stiff and his face became extremely ugly.

"Xuezi...is actually in the world!"

"These guys, these guys..."

The red light emitted from the pendant reflected the face of Morita Dohiro Morita's face, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but at this moment, a hidden fluctuation was transmitted from the pendant.

Morita Morita's face changed and he picked up the pendant on the ground.

"Xueko is responding to me?!"

"What's going on?"

"Hasn't she been arrested? How can she still drive the spiritual power in her body?"

A flash of inspiration in my mind, Morita Dohiro suddenly realized a problem.

"wrong!"

"If Xuezi were really in the hands of these guys, they would probably have made it public with great fanfare. There is no need to be obscure about this kind of news."

"It's also almost impossible for me to notice."

“That is,…”

Morita Daohiro strengthened the fluctuations of spiritual power on his palm, and as time passed, the feedback from the opposite side became more and more stable.

Morita Daohiro realized that his guess was most likely correct.

He stood up.

"No, I have to leave here as soon as possible."

Even if he faces a trap, he has no choice.

Put the pendant on his neck again, and the light on it was beating like a heart. Morita Daohiro knew that as long as he gave him some time, he would definitely be able to follow this feedback and find Yukiko's location!

The peak turns.

Not long ago, he was considering how to ensure Xuezi and his safety after surrender.

He stretched out his hand and pointed his index finger on the pendant. The red flame penetrated into his body along the wound on his fingertips, and the fluctuations on the pendant disappeared.
To be continued...