Chapter 155 Ji Yunmiao must not be touched
Neither she nor Lu Qingzhi were skilled in formation techniques, and they definitely could not learn this kind of formation that required complicated operations in a short period of time. They could only summon a shadow-retaining talisman to study it carefully.
Wen Jin was drawing a talisman when he suddenly felt the ancient bracelet in his hand tremble slightly.
Ah Yun's voice came from the ancient bracelet: "I'll come! I'll attach myself to that person and follow him!"
Wen Jin felt a little amused when he heard this, and pushed Ah Yun's head back: "They are looking for you, and you are falling into their trap?"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Jin's eyes suddenly lit up: "We can't catch up, so why not just put a shadow transmission talisman on that person!"
As she spoke, she made a hand gesture with her left palm and two talismans flew out one after another.
An invisibility talisman and a shadow transmission talisman.
The target was none other than the elder who had spoken rudely to Lu Qingzhi in the hall.
Lu Qingzhi followed the wind and flicked her fingertips twice, and the packet of medicine powder that Wen Jin had just handed to her also fell on the elder.
The two smiled at each other, and the next second, a golden light flashed above the formation, and the people who were originally in the spirit stone formation suddenly disappeared in this space with the talismans and medicine powder.
The image talisman floating on Wen Jin's right hand side disappeared into Wen Jin's sleeve in an instant.
Wen Jin raised her left hand, and a water mirror appeared in front of her and Lu Qingzhi. The picture was distorted for a while before it began to become clear.
What was in front of the first-person perspective was none other than the herb box that had been forged just yesterday.
After a moment, the box was placed on a table, and Wen Jin and Lu Qingzhi's vision became clear.
The hall was pitch black, and there seemed to be a flickering bonfire in the distance, but there was no sign of anyone.
Not far away, gray fog gathered into a ball and continued to roll.
Wen Jin and Lu Qingzhi looked at each other upon seeing this.
They left some backup plans in the box yesterday. If they were facing ordinary monks like the group of elders, it would be very useful. However, facing this fog whose depth could not be seen... I don't know if it would have the desired effect - even if it could make the fog dissipate a little, it would be good.
"Master, the spiritual herbs are in hand."
The young elder's voice rang out in the hall, mechanical, stereotyped, with a slight, imperceptible tremor.
"Oh?"
The voice coming from the gray mist was a little surprised.
"The efficiency is pretty good this time."
"This is all thanks to the master's careful planning. We are just following orders."
The elder gave a templated reply.
Hearing this, the voice sneered: "You know what you have done."
"Isn't that right, number thirty-six?"
The elder called "No. 36" didn't dare to utter a word and secretly wiped the sweat from his palms with his sleeves.
"Go tell No. 33 that it's fine to capture Wen Jin and make a puppet, but if you dare to take the initiative again with her disciple Ji Jiyunmiao..."
The voice did not finish the following words, leaving behind a meaningful echo.
Number 36 knelt on the ground with a plop, put his hands on the ground, and responded repeatedly.
Seeing this, Lu Qingzhi glanced sideways at Wen Jin who was mentioned in the conversation.
But Wen Jin's brows tightened slightly, his eyes still fixed on the water mirror, without saying a word.
She was still too anxious.
Lu Qingzhi sighed inwardly. She had cultivated herself and her mind for hundreds of years, and there would be a chance to analyze things after she returned. Why couldn't she keep calm now?
But as soon as her gaze fell back on the water mirror, ripples suddenly appeared in the water mirror and it began to twist!