Chapter 208 Tang He's Plan

"Master, it has been confirmed that Yu Changsheng has arrived in Dongyang City."

When Tang He heard this, the brush in his hand suddenly paused for a moment, and then continued to sketch, without raising his head and said:

"Very good, was there any accident? It wasn't discovered."

"Should..." The black-clothed monk opened his mouth to say no, but in his second thought, he recalled Yu Changsheng's last look and suddenly hesitated.

"Probably...no?" the black-clothed monk said, with some uncertainty in his tone.

"Should?" Tang He frowned casually and asked lightly.

"I don't think that boy is very simple. His spiritual sense seems to be very sharp." The monk in black lowered his head, his tone was weak, and he was a little embarrassed.

Although Yu Changsheng had exposed his golden elixir consciousness in the inner sect trial that day, not everyone was so knowledgeable after all. Except for a few people, most people just thought that Yu Changsheng had used special It's just a means.

In addition, Mr. Wei deliberately concealed the information, and this place was far away from the Wanxiang Sect. Naturally, Tang He would not have thought that Yu Changsheng had spiritual power comparable to the Golden Pill.

They thought their surveillance was flawless, but in fact they had already been discovered when Yu Changsheng entered Dongyang City, but Yu Changsheng was too lazy to alert the enemy.

"Sensitively sensitive?" Tang He continued to write, occasionally raising his head and glancing at the black-clothed monk in front of him, and said lightly:

"Even I can't detect the clues to your shadow fusion method. How can he, a little Qi-refining guy, detect it? You should be worrying too much."

The news of Yu Changsheng's foundation building is currently unknown to anyone in the Wanxiang Sect except for his master, Lu Ruikai, and Shen Xingchen.

In addition, Yu Changsheng had deliberately used disguised orbs to hide his cultivation along the way. People in the Tang family only had the impression that Yu Changsheng was a monk at the peak of Qi refining.

"But what if he noticed something? After all, he is just a boy with no hair.

It's not convenient for me to touch you in Wanxiang Sect and Haoyue City, but now that you are in my territory, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, haha, if something unexpected happens, isn't that normal? "

Tang He chuckled, and the hand holding the brush unconsciously tightened a little more, and he applied the ink more heavily, with a hint of coldness inadvertently showing on his gentle face.

"Since you are here, you should treat me well. Kill my brother and destroy my son. Do you really think that you will be safe if you have a third-level alchemy master to protect you?"

"If that old guy Gongsun Yang doesn't have some connections, who is he?"

"How can you let go of this hatred so easily?!"

Tang He sneered, thinking of the sadness, a trace of pain and hatred flowed in his eyes, and his own cultivation couldn't help but explode. The sense of oppression in the middle stage of foundation building swept over him, like a vast ocean, suffocating, the small study room Inside, the air seemed to begin to solidify.

The figure of the black-clothed monk couldn't help but tremble slightly, and big beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead. He was only at the first level of foundation building, and his cultivation level was also improved through special methods, and he only had the skill of concealment. That’s all.

If you really think about it, with Tang He's cultivation, it would only take a blink of an eye to destroy him. This is why he did not dare to test Yu Changsheng rashly at that time.

Fortunately, the pressure did not last long. In just a moment, Tang He returned to his calm demeanor, and while the lights flickered, his pen and ink became thicker.

"As a beast master, when I heard the news about Qingluo Beast, it was normal for him to come here. I would not deliberately release the news, even if it attracted so many other monks to come, which would increase my chances of capturing Qingluo Beast." The uncertainty of the beast.

But as long as Yu Changsheng falls for it, it will all be worth it. "

Tang He pondered and continued:

"In this way, you release the news that traces of Qingluo Beast have been found again on Honghu Mountain. At the same time, you secretly contact the foundation-building cultivators and follow me for Yu Changsheng. As for the foundation-building within the family, there is no need for it yet. Although The sky is high here and the emperor is far away, so it is inevitable to leave traces.”

"I think those poor casual cultivators shouldn't be able to refuse the reward given to a Qi Refining cultivator."

Tang He sneered, "Foundation Building" is considered a high-end combat force in Dongyang City, even if there are only a few of them in the entire Tang family.

Being able to use this lineup to hunt Yu Changsheng is enough to show that Tang He attaches great importance to Yu Changsheng.

"Now, I think Yu Changsheng will have no chance of escaping."

Tang He slowly closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised. He exerted force with his fingers, and a huge zigzag word appeared on the rice paper amid the dancing dragons and phoenixes——

"die!"

………

On the other side, Yu Changsheng slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, and a smile fell on his eyes.

"So that's what happened. The Tang family, right? Even if the news about letting Qingluo Beast leak out, they still want to kill me. This hatred seems to be irresolvable."

"But having said that, if you look at it this way, at least the news about Qingluo Beast is real. This is a good thing."

From the beginning, Yu Changsheng was skeptical about the news about the Qingluo Beast.

Therefore, from the moment he entered Dongyang City, he was extremely cautious and continuously explored with his spiritual consciousness. After noticing the surveillance of the black-clothed monk, he put a little spirit on him. With the blessing of Wanling Jue, the black monk Every move made by the monk Yi when he entered the Tang Mansion was caught in Yu Changsheng's eyes.

"This Ten Thousand Spirit Art combined with my divine consciousness is really abnormal. It is invisible to the gods and ghosts, and it is impossible to prevent it. It does not emit fluctuations of spiritual consciousness and is not easy to detect. It is indeed a detective magic."

"It's a pity that it can't last long, otherwise it would really be a magical skill."

Yu Changsheng sighed slightly. The magic of Wanling Jue really surprised him. After thanking Wei Lao, he fell into deep thought.

"However, the whole Dongyang City is now mixed with good and bad people these days, so you still have to be careful and don't underestimate the enemy, but... if you really think that a few random monks can get rid of me..."

Yu Changsheng's eyes flashed coldly, and a bloodthirsty smile was raised:

"Then I don't mind making this Dongyang City move. Fighting and killing back and forth is too troublesome. The grudges should be settled early."

The sky is like a curtain, and the stars are embellishments. This night, the bright moon is hanging high, especially bright among the stars.

The moonlight sprinkles on the ancient city like water, adding a bit of charm to the mottled city walls, and falls on the bluestone alley, shining brightly.

The pedestrians were in a hurry, and the various scattered cultivators gradually appeared in the night. Some took the opportunity to kill people and steal treasures, while others were wanted and fled.

The breeze blew, with the coolness of the night, and a faint bloody smell, slightly solemn, killing and peace bloomed at the same time, and in the midst of the excitement, countless cultivators could not sleep all night.

There was no conversation all night.