Chapter 49: From the Demon Suppression Division, come in and clean up the place
In the wilderness, a group of martial artists wearing armor performed their lightness skills and crossed the mountains and fields by stepping on the grass tips at an astonishing speed.
"Boss, the fight ahead seems to have stopped."
The Demon-Suppressing Captain Wu Chuanfeng was the first to notice the movement ahead, and felt a little anxious, so he quickened his pace.
A martial artist who has passed the "muscle barrier" can travel much faster than riding a horse if he is traveling at full speed, even if he does not learn light skills.
It only took a few dozen breaths.
"Boom boom boom!"
A group of martial artists rushed to the dense forest.
On the way, the martial artists from the Demon Suppression Division were in a hurry, fearing that they would be late and let someone escape.
However, when they actually arrived at the dense forest, none of the martial artists dared to dive in to find out what was going on.
“Gurgle~Gurgle!”
A martial artist swallowed his saliva, looking horrified.
All I saw was a blaze of fire in the dense forest. Large and small trees were broken in half, branches piled up into small hills, the ground was full of potholes, big and small pits connected to each other, rocks and rubble were splashing, the whole place was in a mess and devastated.
The entire dense forest seemed to have been devastated by the artillery fire of the Shenji Battalion in the army.
Anyone with a bit of experience would understand from looking at this scene that the person who just fought was no ordinary person.
"Is this a Xiantian martial artist? Or a Yin Shen master?"
"He is a cultivator who has become a Yin God."
The martial artist named Ye, who came from a Taoist temple, looked at the charred end of the broken tree and said with a firm tone:
"This powerful Yin God has used a large number of lightning talismans to kill the soldiers and horses. The evil cultivator who is driving the soldiers and horses is probably no match for him."
"Boss, we are late and have been intercepted."
"I know."
Wu Chuanfeng's heart sank and he felt helpless.
They acted quite quickly. After learning about the case, they rushed to Qingmu immediately and used instruments for catching ghosts and summoning ghosts. After much trouble, they succeeded in interrogating the person and found clues to the whereabouts of the evil cultivator.
They never expected that someone would act earlier than them.
"Qingmu Town is truly a place of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. There is even a Yin God master hiding here."
Wu Chuanfeng was secretly a little surprised.
"Boss, shall we go in?"
The warriors of the Demon Suppression Division were all hesitant and indecisive.
Coming from the Demon Suppression Division, when encountering such a thing, they should rush in to capture the demons and evil spirits as soon as possible. However, the enemy is too powerful, which is another matter.
"This"
The Demon-Suppressing Captain Wu Chuanfeng was also a little undecided.
Just as the martial artists were hesitating, a chilly wind began to howl and rumble in the dense forest.
"People from the Demon Suppression Division, come in and clean the floor!"
The sound is like a loud bell, mighty and powerful.
Upon hearing this, the Demon-Suppressing Captain Wu Chuanfeng and a group of martial artists' expressions changed slightly, and they subconsciously wanted to chase after him.
However, somehow, everyone stopped in their tracks.
"Boss, are you going to chase him or not?"
"Go chase your head, quickly put out the thunder fire."
Half an hour later, Qiuzhen Valley.
"Woooooo~"
Bai Zhu held the jar and looked around, his face full of suspicion.
Qiu Zhen opened the cloth, took a quick look at it, and a look of relief appeared on his face.
Master Yanshan did not lie before his death. There was indeed a cultivator named "Shilin Jushi" who had obtained a supreme immortal opportunity. Moreover, he had a premonition that he might fail in practicing the "Supreme Immortal Method", so he left letters and treasure hunting methods to his fellow Taoists in advance.
However, "Shilin Jushi" seemed to be very conflicted and struggling inside. He wanted to leave a method for his friend, but was worried about harming his friend, so he left behind a few methods.
It depends on whether your friends have this affinity.
Treasures belong to those who are virtuous.
Facts have proved that Shilin Jushi's friend did not have the affinity with the Dharma. Somehow, he was killed by that "Master Yanshan" and his opportunity was taken away.
It is also because of this that Master Yanshan only knew that "Shilin Jushi" placed the supreme immortal fate in Qingmu and hid the treasure in the belly of the fish, but he did not know how to find the treasure.
"Fortunately, I didn't take any chances and acted in time."
Qiu Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It is now basically confirmed that the previous owner of the mysterious gold and silk was this "Shilin Jushi".
This time, the Demon Suppression Division didn't seem to know how to find the whereabouts of "Master Yanshan". If he didn't kill him in time tonight, the "mysterious gold and silk" would probably enter the vision of the Demon Suppression Division's top management. Although it would not be easy to suspect him for a while, Qingmu Town would definitely attract the Demon Suppression Division's attention in the future.
He absolutely did not want to see this situation.
Qiu Zhen looked at the cloth in his hand again and didn't find anything else, so he threw it into the fire and burned it clean.
Then, he took out a palm-sized black steel needle covered with blood-colored patterns from his sleeve.
Qiu Zhen played with the flying needle in his hand and probed his spiritual consciousness into it. He felt like he was returning to his body, as if there were meridians and blood vessels inside, running freely and smoothly.
For a moment, the blood-red steel needle in his hand seemed to become a part of his body.
"Yes, it is actually a flying needle spiritual weapon."
Immortal cultivators possess spiritual consciousness, so it is not difficult for them to drive away objects, but if they want to defend against enemies, they need special spiritual tools to bring out the power of spiritual consciousness.
"go with!"
As Qiu Zhenxin thought about it, the black steel needle emitted a red light and flew out, turning into a long blood-red line.
"Pfft~"
The flying needle sank into the rock and penetrated five feet into the solid rock at an astonishing speed.
If this flying needle magic weapon is used with all its might by the Yin Spirit and pierces a person, even if the person is wearing armor, it will probably penetrate him directly, and no amount of hard work will be of any use.
Under the weaving of cloth, people become a bloody painting in a matter of minutes.
"It would be a waste to give such a treasure to Master Yanshan. He can't use its power at all."
Qiu Zhen was quite satisfied in his heart, as only a master of Yin Shen could unleash the true power of a spiritual weapon.
Later, he used the "Thunder Qi" to warm the blood and make the needle even more powerful.
Soon, Qiu Zhen set his eyes on the jar in Bai Zhu's hand.
The jar is covered with patterns, in the middle of which is an inverted statue of a god with his hands on the ground and his feet facing the sky.
This jar is the military magic weapon of Master Yanshan, and it contains the life souls of a group of soldiers.
Just now, he washed the ground with thunder talismans, which blew up the ghosts and caused them to scatter. However, most of them did not actually die, but returned to this jar to recuperate.
After the death of Master Yanshan, the soldiers in the altar became "cold altars". They were already injured, and if no one offered them food and support, their souls would be truly scattered, without even the chance of reincarnation.
Qiu Zhen did not find any "military magic" on Master Yanshan, but he did find the method of scattering food to offer to ghosts in the "Qingwei Dan Jue" which he majored in.
"Forget it, they are just some poor ghosts, just keep them for now."
Qiu Zhen placed the jar of soldiers and horses in a cool place, pasted a thunder talisman on it to suppress it to prevent the ghosts from escaping, and after lighting a stick of incense, he no longer cared about it.
Immediately, he took out the [Miro Palace] from his arms, and transmitted his telepathic consciousness to Kun Dao Yun Rou to tell her how he had successfully killed "Master Yanshan" and avenged the little monk Kong Yin.
Fairy Yunrou might have been busy and did not reply immediately.
However, Qiu Zhen was in a very good mood.
Killing Master Yanshan not only protected his secret, but also put his mind at ease and repaid the little monk for his gift of the treasure.
Qiu Zhen held Bai Zhu's soft hair and stroked it, and his thoughts became clear.
Without the hidden danger of the "mysterious gold and silk", with the blessing of his soul and Dharma body, he has a high level of comprehension and basically has no bottlenecks in the early stages of his practice. If he develops step by step in Qingmu Town, he will be able to grow stronger little by little.
"It's great that I can finally live a peaceful life."
Qiu Zhen sighed and couldn't help but look up at the moon.
"Boom!"
Just after taking this look, Qiu Zhen's expression changed.
The reason is simple: dark clouds began rolling in the sky since some time ago.
With the divine power of the divine eye, he took a peek and saw two giant red lanterns flickering in the rolling black clouds hundreds of miles away, emitting an eerie blood-red light.
"The big monsters in the mountains are fighting again."
Qiu Zhen didn't know why, but he jumped suddenly and felt something was wrong, and had a vague feeling that something was going to happen.
No matter whether it is a congenital martial artist or a Yin Shen master, once they reach a certain level, their intuition will be very accurate.
A sudden impulse or a mysterious feeling is often right.
"This"
Qiu Zhen couldn't help but reach out and slap his face to get rid of the bad luck.
Let you have a bad mouth, let you have a bad mouth.
Bai Zhu in his arms noticed it and was stunned, with a look of suspicion on his face.
Are you possessed?
Bai Zhu was anxious, and without saying anything, he stuck his butt out.
"Baizhu, what do you want to do? Go pee farther away, you almost peed on my face."
"Hey~"
"You bastard, I'm not possessed. Besides, your urine can't cure my possessiveness."
"Hey~"
(End of this chapter)
