Pei Ling's pupils narrowed.

He and the Ji family were in the same hall just now. Although both parties occupied a corner of the hall, this distance was no obstacle to the foundation-building monks at all!

Moreover, when the Ji family entered the main hall, there was a brief confrontation between the two parties.

At that time, out of caution, Pei Ling used the [Spiritual Eye Technique] to carefully check everyone!

With his cultivation level, only such a short amount of time has passed. It should be expected that he should be able to deduce from the remaining Ji family members in front of him who the missing person is, whether he is a man or a woman, and his specific appearance... But he turned out to be like these mortals, recalling

Got up, no impression at all!

In fact, Pei Ling began to doubt his memory after recalling it for a while: Were nine people or ten people coming in from the Ji family?

It seems like there were only nine in the first place...?

While he was concentrating on his thoughts, the two monks who were preparing tea and enjoying the meal also frowned after listening to the story from beginning to end.

The life and death of a mortal is insignificant in their eyes.

But this mortal disappeared inexplicably under their noses. With their cultivation strength, even if their thoughts were not on these mortals at the time, they did not notice at all, which shows that this matter is strange!

Thinking of this, the male alchemy cultivator said: "Mortals are weak and easily deceived. Asking them is just a waste of time."

"You juniors, have you discovered anything?"

Hearing this, the three Qi-training period casual cultivators did not dare to neglect, and the yellow-robed monk hurriedly answered cautiously: "Senior, we have just arrived here not long ago, and we have never met these mortals. After entering the temple, we mostly communicate with fellow practitioners.

, and didn’t talk much with them. Therefore, how many mortals there were originally, and who the few were... we really don’t know.”

The two alchemy cultivators looked at each other after hearing this, and then looked at Pei Ling together.

Pei Ling shook his head slightly and said, "The young one should be an ordinary guard, but I can't remember who it is."

He then continued, "Besides, the initial destination for those of us is probably not Peng Yingguan."

"But now, they all walked in inexplicably."

"It seems like there's something weird about this place, I'm afraid it's not simple."

As he said that, Pei Ling looked at the two alchemy cultivators calmly.

This Peng Ying Temple is strange and very dangerous.

Although Senior Sister Li valued him, there was a high probability that the Jiua Li clan would not fool him with a fatal situation, but the test given by such a top wealthy family in the world of cultivation, he knew, would be infinitely close to his limit.

Otherwise, he will fall short of the mark and miss the throne of the Holy Son!

Not to mention the other people in the palace at the moment, these two alchemy-forming casual cultivators may be able to help, but they are worth reminding...

Upon hearing this, the two alchemy cultivators immediately froze.

The two looked at each other, as if recalling the situation before entering the Taoist temple. Immediately, their expressions changed slightly: yes, they did walk in inexplicably!

Even before Pei Ling spoke to remind him, he didn't notice anything was wrong!

Realizing this, the male alchemy cultivator immediately turned back to look at Pei Ling and asked in a deep voice: "Junior, how did you get in?"

"I was going to Lanke City not far from Pengying Temple." Pei Ling said truthfully, "But as I was walking, I suddenly saw the gate of Pengying Temple. From then on, I regarded this temple as Lanke City.

Kecheng, after walking in, it was like waking up from a dream."

Hearing this, the three casual cultivators immediately cast doubtful glances at Pei Ling.

Before Pei Ling realized the meaning of this move, he saw the male alchemy cultivator frown and said: "I remember that this Taoist temple is alone in the mountains, and there is no city around it!"

No city?!

How is that possible!

Pei Ling's heart skipped a beat, but before he could think about the problem clearly, he saw the male alchemy cultivator asking the three casual cultivators again: "How did you three get in?"

The three casual cultivators said quickly: "Reporting to the seniors, the three juniors were on their way overnight to sell some medicinal materials at the nearby market, but when they passed by Pengying Temple, for some reason, they walked in confusedly..."

The expressions of the two pill-forming monks remained unchanged, and they looked at the Ji family and the others: "Where are you?"

"We..." Ji Youzhong and others were listening to this conversation. They had already felt a chill from the soles of their feet to the sky, and even their hands and feet were a little numb.

At this moment, his mouth was dry for a while, and then he managed to calm down and said cautiously, "We are the stewards and guards of the Ji family. We are ordered by the old lady to escort the eldest lady who is out to visit relatives back home. And the Ji family is in Lanke.

In the city! Because there was heavy rain on the way, I was afraid that the eldest lady would not be able to bear it, so I came in to take shelter from the rain."

Pei Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief when Ji's family mentioned Lanke City.

It seems that there is something wrong not with my own memory, but with the five monks in front of me!

The two pill-forming monks frowned even more tightly, looking at everyone in the Ji family with suspicious eyes. Then as they looked, they were surprised to find that there seemed to be one less person in the Ji family!

Just like before, they only found a few members of the Ji family, but they didn't notice how they disappeared or who was missing!

At this time, Pei Ling also discovered that there were only eight people left in the Ji family, and he also found no clues.

"Everyone, all of us, let's exchange our names first." Pei Ling said as he took out a blank jade slip.

The weirdness in this contemplation can obviously obscure memories.

Just in case, he planned to burn everyone's names into the jade slips.

No matter who is missing next, it will be clear at a glance, and it may be able to bring some clues to myself.

Hearing this, the two alchemy monks have not yet responded, but the three young monks who are in the Qi training period said tremblingly: "Since this place is strange, why don't we leave quickly? Why do we have to stay here and take risks?

"

"It's not that I don't want to leave, but I've already tried it before you came in." Pei Ling glanced at him and said in a calm tone, "You can only enter this Taoist temple, but you can't leave. We are all trapped now.

It’s here.”

The female cultivator who had never spoken a word suddenly took out a thumb-sized doll from her sleeve.

The doll looked like it was made by someone who had just learned acupuncture. It was so crudely made that one could only barely make out the human shape.

The female cultivator held the puppet and recited a few words in a low voice, and the puppet let out a sneer, broke free from her hands, jumped to the ground, and stumbled out.

The puppet ran to the courtyard very smoothly, followed the female cultivator's control, exited the moon cave door, bypassed the screen wall, and went straight to the door.

After a moment, the female cultivator raised her eyebrows and said, "He's out."

Immediately, she and the male alchemy cultivator looked at Pei Ling with subtle eyes.

"The time is too short." Pei Ling said calmly.

Hearing this, the two alchemy monks said nothing and continued to wait.

After a while, when the two of them were almost impatient with waiting, the female cultivator suddenly changed her face and said in a deep voice: "Gone!"
Chapter completed!