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Chapter 777: The Power of Disappearance

As dusk approaches, the orange-red sunset slowly sinks towards the horizon to the west of the fertile soil of Sichuan. The group of people walking among the woods, their stomachs are rumbling one after another.

The four of them stopped, looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked around.

"If you are hungry, tell me, why do you have to hold on?" Morin said.

"It seems that there is nothing to eat here." Fang Yizhu said after looking around.

They hunted casually along the way. Because they walked in the wilderness of the mountains and wilderness, they didn't feel inconvenient. But when they entered the Sichuan Ping area, this method of foraging became awkward. The Sichuan Ping area has been developed and there is not much wild land left, and the crowds are widely and densely distributed, which makes the animals extremely lack of living space. At present, the few people are hiding and walking only a small forest next to the road. The neatly arranged trees are obviously artificially cultivated, and there is no wild game living in this forest.

"Look at it." Lu Ping pointed at it. On the treetops above, a few unknown birds stopped on the branches. Lu Ping regarded as a full meal, and was already eager to try it.

"Don't be anxious. If you punch out, you have to pay attention to it within a few miles." Morin hurriedly pressed Lu Ping's outstretched hand.

"I'll do it." Fang Yizhu said, approaching a little, looking at the branches, suddenly raised his hand, and four consecutive sounds of four birds had already fallen, and the remaining two or three were shocked and flew away, which was not considered a sign of movement.

"No, just one person." Morin exclaimed, ran forward and picked up the four birds.

"Look for a place to clean up." Fang Yizhu said.

"There is a sound of water here." Lu Ping pointed in a direction.

"Go and take a look." Fang Yizhu said, and then headed towards the direction Lu Ping pointed, and the other three people followed. They had long been not paying attention to where the three or two birds flew away when they were hunting birds.

The four of them walked to the edge of the woods and saw a stream that was neither wide nor deep passing through the forest. Morin stopped the three people who were about to go out, looking like a professional expert. After observing the nearby for a few minutes, he turned around and nodded to the three people.

No one laughed at Molin for being careful. The few people left the woods and immediately began to divide the work: Lu Ping picked up the materials and set up fire, Fang Yizhu cleaned up a few birds, Ling Ziyan went to the stream to get water, and Molin continued to pay attention to the fact that he could see a village upstream of the stream, but the distance was quite far. Molin paid attention for a long time and never saw anyone coming here.

At the end of the day, everyone was busy. The birds that had been plucked and washed were already worn on the fire. The smell of meat wafted up. Morin finally relaxed his vigilance and swallowed his saliva and came over.

"I bet you are looking at which one is the largest now." Fang Yizhu said.

"Fuck." Morin looked at it disdainfully, "Can you see how accurate it can be done? You have to weigh it in hand, and the weight is the most reliable."

"Then guess which one is heavier, bone or meat?" Fang Yizhu said.

"I don't guess! I won't bet with you! You can wash your hands." Morin's expression was fed up.

Ling Ziyan, who was cooking bird meat, lowered her head and smiled silently. Fang Yizui was helpless and walked towards the river, but saw Lu Ping, who had just washed his hands, standing by the river, staring at the clear stream, dazed.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Yizhu immediately came up. Although chatting with Lu Ping would be boring, it was better than Morin's attitude towards him now.

"It seems that someone is under the water." Lu Ping said, pointing to the water surface where he was staring.

"What a joke?" Fang Yizhu was not alert immediately. The stream was too shallow, and it probably didn't reach the ankle. The sand and stones under the water could be seen at a glance, and there was not even a small fish. Where did anyone hide it?

It is precisely because of this that Lu Ping himself dared not be sure of it. But his hearing truly sensed the sound of the soul power from the bottom of the water, which had a similar rhythm to the flow of the stream.

Fang Yizhu immediately became solemn after seeing Lu Ping's face that was uncertain, but it was definitely not a joke. He was much more knowledgeable than Lu Ping. Such shallow water seemed to be unable to hide, but the cultivators had a variety of supernatural abilities. Even the Zhou family of Nantian Academy, who is well-versed in ancient times, dared not say that they had seen all the supernatural abilities in the world. It is unknown if there is a way to hide under the shallow cement sand.

"Are you sure you sensed it? You are still there?" Fang Yizhu said hurriedly.

Lu Ping nodded.

"Then why are you talking nonsense? Just hit it!" Fang Yizhu shouted, but rushed backwards.

Lu Ping lifted his fist and was about to swing it out, but suddenly stopped in the air again.

"So what's wrong?" Fang Yizhu, who was already several positions behind him, asked hurriedly, and Molin and Ling Ziyan hurriedly came up there.

"It's gone again." Lu Ping turned around and said in confusion.

Several people looked at each other, and suddenly, Molin rushed back with a quick step.

What? The other three were shocked, and then they saw that Molin had turned around and rushed to the fire frame, catching the largest bird in it. At the same time, they turned around and glanced at the three of them with great vigilance.

"Is Lu Ping such a boring person?" Fang Yizhu looked helpless.

"Lu Ping doesn't, but you are very doubtful." Morin said relaxedly with his biggest one already grasped in his hand.

Fang Yizhu ignored him and turned to look at Lu Ping. When he saw Lu Ping shook his head. He made several more confirmations. He could not sense the sound of the soul power at the bottom of the river before.

"Just in case, let's leave here as soon as possible." Fang Yizhu said, and Lu Ping nodded.

"Are you two really fake?" Morin had already eaten at this time. Looking at the expressions of the two, he finally believed that this was not a trick to compete for food, but that there was a real situation.

"Eat while walking." Fang Yizhu said. Ling Ziyan had already brought the other three birds over here and divided one for Lu Ping and Fang Yizhu, but she herself left the smallest one.

"Look at him." Fang Yizhu glared at Morin.

"After this bird is cooked, it seems to become very small..." Morin finished eating every few days and was complaining about his unfulfilled stomach.

No one paid attention to him. The three of them had already walked back into the woods while eating. Molin, who was at the end, was really not a blind foodie. After quickly dealing with the traces left by the four of them here, they followed up with the woods.

Night fell unknowingly, and the woods were particularly dark. There was silence around the corner, and the sound of four people walking in the forest, stepping through the broken branches and leaves suddenly became noisy.

This voice made Morin feel very uneasy, and he accelerated a few steps to get to the side of several people.

"What happened before?" he asked.

"I started to listen to the sound of the soul at the bottom of the river, but then it suddenly disappeared." Lu Ping said. He no longer suspected that it was someone. If there were really someone, how could it disappear so cleanly and thoroughly at that moment?

"What method do you think is?" Morin asked Fang Yizhu. Although he despised this person, after dealing with him during this period, he knew that Fang Yizhu still had some knowledge and experience.

"I think some supernatural power must have fallen there." Fang Yizhu said.

"So coincidentally, I just found out that this customization was over?" Morin said. The only way to maintain the power of the soul after being out of the control of the cultivator is to maintain the power of the soul.

"If it's not a coincidence, it's troublesome. It means that the other party noticed the exposure and took the initiative to stop the supernatural powers." Fang Yizhu said, "We only aroused the idea in that place. It's impossible for the other party to make arrangements there in advance. So, our actions were targeted early!"

Although he likes to argue with Fang Yizhu, he is quite confident in his abilities, Morin has to admit that Fang Yizhu's analysis is very reasonable. It is very likely that the other party still discovered their whereabouts under his careful alert.

Who is it?

What means are used?

Where is now?
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