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Chapter 1039 Demonic Sage

Chapter 1039 Demonic Sage

Eastern suburbs.

Cargo yard.

This used to be a fairly large inn. The owner was old and wanted to sell it, but the price he asked was too high and many people stayed away. Who would have thought that it would change hands so soon.

The temple was built very quickly indeed. The construction which would have taken several years was completed in just two or three days.

What's more, the fact that the script about testing the City God was popular in the city made people even more curious.

Yu Zheng and Zhou Qian are the two bravest ones.

The two left the academy in the evening, and it was dark when they arrived at the temple.

Zhou Qian, holding a lantern, looked at the long steps and swallowed hard. At this moment, the blood rushing in his chest had subsided after such a long time, and he could no longer rely on his blood to move forward. Even his legs couldn't stop shaking.

He moved his eyes with difficulty and looked at Yu Zhengdao: "Brother Yu..."

Yu Zheng was also terribly scared, but he knew that he was not very knowledgeable and there was no hope for him to pass the exam in this lifetime.

Not to mention that there are immortal masters in the temple, even if there really are evil ghosts from the underworld, he also plans to give it a try.

Yu Zheng comforted him, "You're already here!"

"Exactly."

The two of them slowly climbed the long steps under the light of a lantern.

Walking through the gate, they saw that the temple was crowded with people. The two acquaintances both thought to themselves, "Strange!"

Instead of seeing ghosts and gods, they saw many Confucian scholars like themselves, chatting in groups of three or four, and some who were fully prepared were sitting aside with book baskets on their backs.

"My two brothers, I believe you have also studied the examination for the City God?" the outgoing Confucian scholar said with a smile.

Yu Zheng and Zhou Qian nodded.

The scholar looked at the people in the courtyard and said, "They have all read it. I have read it too."

"That……"

"Don't worry, my two brothers. Let's drink first."

"The examiner is still preparing."

The Confucian scholar's words shocked Yu Zheng and Zhou Qian and made them look incredulous.

The two of them could only follow suit and reach out to take the wine bottle.

The scholar smiled and said, "Drink up!"

The two looked at each other and simply raised their heads to drink.

A glass of strong liquor made them look much better.

"Brother..." Yu Zheng didn't know how to address the handsome scholar in front of him.

He opened his mouth for a long time but swallowed his words back, and could only ask in a low voice: "How did the master know that the examiner was still preparing? Is this really the same as the City God Examination? Is this where the City God Examination is held?"

The scholar smiled and was about to speak.

Boom!

The evening drum sounds.

Heavy footsteps shook the earth.

The Confucian scholars were silent.

As the shadows grew deeper, a tall figure appeared under the illumination of two large red lanterns.

With a green face and fangs, scarlet hair, eyes as bright as copper bells, and a strong and muscular body covered in blue and black, this tall evil ghost is wearing a red robe and a black gauze hat.

At the moment the evil ghost appeared, many Confucian scholars in the courtyard collapsed to the ground with weak legs, while some who were still able to move ran and crawled towards the gate.

Unfortunately, the gate was as thick as a city wall, standing there blocking the way of all Confucian scholars.

The evil ghost opened his bloody mouth and grinned, "These idiots are so easy to fool. In the past, we had to hide when catching people, but I didn't expect that someone would come up with the City God of Kao. Now all the missing people can be attributed to the City God of Kao, and they will take the blame for us."

"Catch them..."

"So, it is you who have been taking advantage of the opportunity to tarnish the reputation of the underworld recently."

The young man looked calmly at the evil ghost in the scarlet official robe.

The evil ghost rolled his eyes and sneered, "What a bullshit underworld! Grandpa uses your name to give you face."

Yu Zheng and Zhou Qian were already frightened silly.

They didn't expect that the examination for City God was a trap.

The Confucian scholars who were far away from them were furious.

As he took a step forward, his handsome smiling face turned into a devilish one with round eyes and chiseled teeth.

The evil ghost stepped forward, opened its bloody mouth, and bit down. The red-robed evil ghost that was roaring just now was left with only a headless corpse.

"Pooh."

"The firewood is dry and tastes terrible."

The Confucian ghost spat out the head, crushed it with one foot, and sneered, "Using the name of the underworld, I don't think you filthy little ghosts would dare to do that. There must be someone behind it."

Having said that, the Confucian scholar evil ghost turned his gaze and looked at the Confucian scholars who came to take the exam.

The ghost eye fell on a person and said lightly: "Boy, don't hide. You are the most brilliant among so many people. You are like a shining little sun in the night."

The monk who was hiding there walked out slowly, his face solemn: "Senior, why bother playing tricks? If you want to do something, just give me the order."

The demon disguised as a Confucian scholar grinned viciously and said ferociously: "My king has ordered to select a city god here. Who do you think you are to talk in front of me?"

A pair of wings suddenly spread out from behind the monk, and hung down like a cloak. After revealing his identity, the monk's expression immediately calmed down.

He said: "My cultivation is indeed insufficient, but since you are so ungrateful, I am afraid I will never be able to leave my Feathered People's realm."

The demon looked the other person up and down: "Feathered man?"

"I heard that the leader of the Feathered Clan has not appeared in public for a long time. He should be dead soon."

"Since you are about to die, find a pit, dig it deep, and bury yourself. Otherwise, when I, the Lord of the Underworld, arrive, I will kill the head of your family first!"

The evil ghost transformed by the devil appeared in front of the monk, looked down from above and said: "The underworld is doing its job, living people, get out of the way!"

"roll."

The Feathered Clan monks were so frightened by the demon's pressure that they didn't even dare to breathe.

He could feel that he was no match for the evil spirit in front of him.

As long as he had the slightest thought of taking action, his head would be crushed and his soul would be pulled out. He could only flee under the other party's insults.

The moment the door opens.

The winged monk turned into a beam of light and flew away.

The scholars fled in all directions, leaving only two.

Yu Zheng and Zhou Qian holding a lantern.

The demon walked up to the two of them and said in a deep voice, "You are so brave, but unfortunately you are too stupid. Your stupid heart is full of seven senses, but it doesn't know anything. Since we meet by fate, let me give you a chance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the evil demon raised his sharp palm and tore open Yu Zheng's chest, pulling out a beating heart.

The heart is still connected to the blood vessels and meridians and is still beating.

The demon opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of clear air to clean the heart before stuffing it back in.

Yu Zheng only felt numb but nothing unusual, however, his agitated eyes were full of horror, as he had just seen with his own eyes his heart being dug out.

The demon looked at Zhou Qian again, grabbed the other's lungs, and also exhaled a breath of fresh air.

He said: "If I hadn't helped you, you would have been a tuberculosis patient soon. Without this breath of resentment, you might be able to rise to prominence in the future. But it all depends on your luck."

"Go!"

A big wave of his hand.

The temple gate was immediately closed.

When Yu Zheng came to his senses, he found himself and his friend back at the gate of the academy.

He quickly opened his clothes and looked at his chest.

There was indeed a narrow crack there, but it had long since scabbed over and turned into a thin scar, and it didn't hurt at all to touch.

In comparison, there was a shallow ghost claw on Zhou Qian’s chest.

Temple view.

The demon changed his previous arrogance and endless arrogance, rubbed his hands in a very flattering manner and said: "Sir, how did I do?"

"good."

A nobleman in a dark red robe nodded slightly and said, "It's just a true portrayal, no trace of it."

The devil smiled carefully.

The old devil's emotions are mostly revealed on his face. If he is happy, he is happy; if he is unhappy, he is unhappy. No one is ever in a good mood towards him. Although he lives cautiously, he is never nervous.

But this little devil...

He is indeed a sinister and smiling tiger, and his words and actions are impossible to be understood.

Wu Rong didn't know what the devil thought of him.

As the saying goes: When a child holds gold, all people are devils; when Wei Tuo stands beside you, all devils are saints.

He doesn't care what the devil thinks. No matter whether it is Buddha or devil, as long as he can use it, that's enough.

"Sir, after this beating, they will surely be on their guard."

Wu Rong said calmly: "It's just to alert the enemy."

"It's better for everyone to know."

"There is great terror between life and death."

"They were able to enjoy themselves before, but now terror has arrived. We should be in awe."

With a flick of his sleeves, Wu Rong turned around and said with a smile: "All the scattered ghosts and generals are under your command. Don't mess up the task I have assigned you."

"Please rest assured, sir!"

……

"How brave!"

The monk in the foremost seat was furious.

He had never heard of the underworld.

When it comes to the underworld, he knows a little bit.

However, the other party's reputation was only known in the market town and city, which really made him feel that the other party had no future.

At most, he might be an evil cultivator passing by.

It’s different now. The other party actually dismissed the law enforcement monks they sent out at random.

Although the cultivator is only at the Golden Core stage and is not something that an ordinary cultivator can deal with, he can make the Feathered Clan cultivators return in fear. His cultivation should be top-notch even among the Nascent Soul cultivators, and he may even be able to reach the Divine Transformation stage.

If it was a cultivator who had reached the stage of Divine Transformation, this matter would not be simple.

"Is this a test from some family?"

The winged man Yue who was sitting on the throne frowned suddenly.

He has been very busy recently, and just as he destroyed a newly built small world, such a thing happened.

"Could it be the Wanfa Sect?"

"Impossible. Wanfa Sect will not use any other banner."

Yu Renyue thought about it and felt that it was just a test from those families.

Now that the clan leader is about to die, the selection of the next clan leader is bound to be another bloody battle. The current chaos is just a drizzle and there is nothing to be afraid of.

But as long as the ancestor is safe and sound, it will be fine.

As long as the ancestor is safe, all the evil spirits will retreat.

The Feathered People are still a large tribe in the Eastern Wilderness.

"No matter who is testing you, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Yu Renyue sneered and waved his hand, saying, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Your cultivation level is no match for him. Go down."

The Feathered Clan monk sang: "Yes."

a long time.

"Brother, why are you so angry?"

Yu Renzheng strode into the hall.

"Brother Zheng, you came at the right time. It's like this..."

Yu Renyue narrated the whole story.

"Don't worry, brother. I will tear his head off and bring it back."