hey demon

Chapter 15
Niujiao Mountain, with two peaks standing side by side, is named for its resemblance to an ox horn. It is a hundred miles away from Songyan Mountain. There are many rocks on the mountain, but little vegetation. Call it Backwind Valley.

Sorting out the geographical anecdotes left by Changqingzi, Zhang Chunyi roughly selected a few places that might meet the conditions for the spell seed · exhaling wind refining, and then Zhang Zhong led several handymen from Changqingguan to visit in person, and finally chose Niujiao Return Wind Valley at the foot of the mountain.

More than five months have passed, and Changqingzi is rarely mentioned in the current Changqingguan, even if he is still the nominal owner of Changqingguan, Zhang Chunyi has become the real No.1 in their eyes, but the master Although people have changed, for these handymen, their lives have basically not been affected.

Of course, to this day, some anomalies in Changqing Temple have also been vaguely spread, but this is also inevitable. Over time, people on the mountain will inevitably have intersections with people on the bottom of the mountain. After all, many of their lives All supplies depend on Zhuangzi at the foot of the mountain.

Riding alone without letting Zhang Zhong follow, Zhang Chunyi came to Returning Wind Valley alone.

"The mouth of the valley is small, with a big belly, and it looks like an open pocket. It is indeed a place to hide the wind."

Stopping and looking at the mountain, Zhang Chunyi's thoughts turned.

Studying the Jade Mother Sutra, although he has not yet started on the road of a land master, he has a different angle of seeing mountains and waters.

Leaving the red-maned horse outside Returning Wind Valley, Zhang Chunyi walked into the valley.

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Strange rocks, no vegetation, low inspiration, it is a truly desolate place.

With the energy circulating, he stabilized his figure, stepped on the stone, and stood at a high point, Zhang Chunyi carefully looked at the scene in the Returning Wind Valley.

"The inspiration is low, so it can be ignored. There are many cracks on the rock wall, which should be the source of the strange wind. There is no evil spirit left, and no monsters have come here in a short period of time. It is indeed a suitable place."

The pitch-black eyes were stained with a touch of greenness, at this moment Zhang Chunyi used the secret method of the soul of Changqingguan, the monster-hunting pupil.

The monster-seeking pupils of Changqing Temple can allow immortal practitioners to see monster energy. When practicing, they need to use the blood of the crane monster to prepare liquid medicine and the power of the soul to refine their eyes according to the secret method. Zhang Chunyi has practiced it in the past two months.

With one step, like a crane soaring into the sky, Zhang Chunyi immediately took action after confirming that Returning Wind Valley is indeed suitable for refining the Dharma Seed Hufeng.

The refining of Dharma Seed Exhaling Wind requires the help of the power of heaven and earth. Zhang Chunyi needs to transform the terrain of Huifeng Valley to a certain extent and arrange a simple formation, which lasts for seven days.

At noon, the sun in the sky was emitting a warm light. This is a rare sunny day in the deep winter, but at this moment, there are evil spirits roaring in Returning Wind Valley.

Huh, the strong wind blows, sand and stones are flying, and the strength is flowing, like a heavy body falling, Zhang Chunyi barely stabilized his body.

"The time has come, the time has come."

Wisps of cloud and mist emanated from the body, and the wind could not disperse, Zhang Chunyi entered the demonized state again.

The demonic power surged, the formation was activated by Zhang Chunyi, and the five materials with the thousand-year-old Pengyu as the core began to sprout halos, which became brighter and brighter.

There is a way in the world, and the passage of the way leaves traces. When the traces of the dao are carried by something and absorb the inspiration of the world, the spiritual things are born, but these traces of the dao are scattered and disorderly, and have no specific meaning.

The Dharma Seeds are the fragments of the Dao formed by the orderly gathering of the traces of the Heaven and Earth Dao.

The process of artificially cultivating and refining dharma seeds is actually reorganizing the scattered dao marks. As long as this step can be completed, dharma seeds will be born.

The wind howls and gradually converges into a tornado, and the eye of the wind is where Zhang Chunyi is located. This is an unprecedented scene in Returning Wind Valley. If someone breaks into Returning Wind Valley at this time, they will definitely be torn to pieces by the raging storm.

The sun set and rose again. Day and night passed, and the scene of the raging storm in Return Wind Valley gradually calmed down. At this time, a touch of green like water enveloped the valley.

"Exhale the wind."

Seeing the thumb-sized, lotus-seed Dharma Seed floating in mid-air, Zhang Chunyi showed a smile on his slightly pale face. Although he was physically and mentally exhausted at this time, he was depressed inside. I couldn't help being excited.

Stretching out his hand, Zhang Chunyi grabbed the dharma seed in his hand, and the vision in Gu Nei disappeared immediately.

The gods are self-deprecating. After the real birth, the dharma seed immediately returned to the ordinary and turned into a dusty stone lotus seed. Even under the detection of the divine sense, there is no abnormality. It is just a dharma seed, and the external manifestations of dharma seeds are actually various. Only after being refined will it become the appearance of a lotus seed, just like the water gathering and fog driving in Hongyun's body.

"The next step is to let Hongyun refine and exhale the wind, but this is not a suitable place."

Looking at the Returning Wind Valley, which was in a mess without any wind gathering, Zhang Chunyi turned and left.

After blowing the whistle, Zhang Chunyi called the red-maned horse who didn't know where it was looking for food, and Zhang Chunyi headed towards Songyan Mountain, but after running a certain distance, Zhang Chunyi reined in the reins.

"Blood-eyed eagle."

Looking up, Zhang Chunyi narrowed his eyes as he looked at the small black dot hovering in the sky. It was an eagle with gray-black feathers, pale yellow claws and blood-colored eyes.

"Is this someone staring at me? Is it because of the vision of the birth of the wind-breathing method?"

The blood-eyed eagle is small in size, about the size of a rabbit, but it flies extremely fast and has a pair of sharp eyes. An experienced falconer can train them into his own eyes and ears.

"There shouldn't be any immortal cultivators in this place without a lot of inspiration. This blood-eyed eagle is just a wild beast, not a monster."

After confirming that he was being targeted, Zhang Chunyi simply stopped. It would be difficult for him to get rid of the tracking unless he dealt with this beast. However, this blood-eyed eagle flew too high, and it was not easy to kill it.

Rumble, the ground trembled, and not long after, a group of more than ten riders chased them up. They rode across their swords and wore various clothes, some of which were stained with blood. With superficial martial arts, he looks like an old bandit at first glance.

"Boy, you are the one who took the treasure in Returning Wind Valley, hand it over, and I will give you a happy ending, or...hehe."

Surrounding Zhang Chunyi, the leading burly man in a tiger-skin jacket with a bald head and a stubble mouth spoke. He kept looking Zhang Chunyi up and down, with a playful smile on his face. The blood-eyed eagle hovering in the sky swooped down and landed on his arm.

Hearing this, the rest of the gangsters also burst out laughing, not paying attention to Zhang Chunyi at all, but this is normal, Zhang Chunyi is dressed in Tsing Yi, fair and handsome, and doesn't even carry a weapon It looks like a lamb at the mercy of others, maybe they have a little background in the family, but they will not be taken seriously by gangsters like them, not to mention that their leader is a powerful warrior with great training.

"I wanted to ask a few more questions, but it seems unnecessary now."

The indifferent expression remained unchanged, and wisps of mist grew around Zhang Chunyi.

Stretch out your hand, spread your five fingers, water vapor surges, and gathers into a fist-sized water droplet in Zhang Chunyi's palm, but it is not transparent, but pitch black.

With a wave of his hand, the water droplets burst and turned into countless small water droplets. With the sound of "swoosh", it was like a strong bow shooting, covering the surrounding bandits.

"Cultivator."

Seeing that this was obviously not an ordinary method, some knowledgeable horse bandits immediately frightened the souls of the dead, wishing to turn around and run away, but it was too late.

Bang bang bang, blood flowers bloomed, and after a brief and mournful wail, the empty grass fell silent, leaving only headless corpses, some of which were even blown into several pieces, red The blood-eyed eagle also lost its head, after all it was Zhang Chunyi's key care object.

There are two kinds of characteristics in Jinli, light and dark. Dark Jin hurts people invisible, while Ming Jin is relentless. When he killed Zhao Shan last time, Zhang Chunyi fused dark Jin in the rain-gathering magic technique, and this time he fused Ming Jin strength.

Walking in a pool of blood, ignoring the tragic scene around him, Zhang Chunyi simply touched the corpse.

"It seems that it is not an ordinary horse bandit."

Looking at the palm-sized copper token engraved with the shape of an eagle in his hand, Zhang Chunyi murmured softly.

The horse bandits don’t have any property other than a few taels of silver, but this is normal, after all, they came out to rob, only this token is special, after all, ordinary bandits don’t make such things like identity certificates, Generally, only those gangsters who gather in the mountains and forests and really become a climate will do this.

"With the eagle as a symbol, did it come from other counties?"

Recalling the situation in Changhe County, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly.

The overall situation in Changhe County is relatively stable. Although there is no shortage of mountain bandits and water bandits, they have not really become popular, let alone a family with an eagle as its symbol.

Thinking to no avail, Zhang Chunyi gathered the frightened horse herd, and with more than a dozen horses, Zhang Chunyi set off on his way home. As for the corpses, they were naturally left for the hungry beasts.

(End of this chapter)