The Shadowless God of the Six Doors

Chapter 270 Is there a ghost in the store?

Zhang Wenjin saw Daoist Feiyun running away, but did not pursue him, even if he did catch up, he would not be able to kill him, maybe he was still in danger.

A team of imperial court troops rushed over, and the first officer stopped his horse. When he saw the body of the ancestor of the Huo family on the ground, he frowned and said, "What's going on? Who killed it?"

The tavern keeper hurried out and said: "Master Jun, more than a dozen bandits came here just now, trying to capture a young master, but they were beheaded by the young master. Later, two old men came, one was the one on the ground, and the other This one is a Daoist. The person lying on the ground was also killed by that young master, and another old Taoist escaped. Young master..., He was still here just now, why did he disappear?"

Zhang Wenjin hid in the crowd and fled when the officers and soldiers asked about the situation.Go towards the capital.

After passing the Gourd Valley, Zhang Wenjin had to stop, because the blood silkworm had reacted and was about to spray out the golden liquid.I found a small cave on the nearby mountainside, and after simply dealing with the entrance of the cave, Zhang Wenjin got in and meditated cross-legged. At this moment, a golden liquid spurted out from the mouth of the blood silkworm, and quickly followed the blood to the cave. The body exudes.

"This is a blood silkworm. This golden liquid is a good thing." The demon god looked at the golden liquid sprayed out by the blood silkworm and licked his lips.

At this time, Zhang Wenjin had already started to use the method of nine breaths to absorb qi, continuously converting the golden liquid sprayed out by the blood silkworm into internal force, and his internal force was constantly improving, becoming thicker and thicker.

After the second watch on the next day, Zhang Wenjin stopped his cultivation, and all the golden liquid sprayed out by the blood silkworm was refined by him. In addition to the accumulation of these years, his internal strength has been greatly improved.

Zhang Wenjin shook off the dust on his body with internal force, and Yun Gong felt his cultivation base.

"What's the matter? I've been practicing for so long, and the accumulation of transformation energy is many times thicker than that of ordinary warriors, but the accumulation of these years and the golden liquid sprayed out by refining blood silkworms can only allow me to reach the middle stage of transformation energy .How come the internal force required to break through the transformation energy seems to be hundreds of times more than the dark energy!"

Zhang Wenjin shook his head helplessly. What he practiced was pure Taoist exercises. Even among the Taoists, there were not many people who practiced the method of nine-breathing and breathing.The main reason for this is that cultivation is too slow, no one is willing to settle down and concentrate on cultivation without going out of the mountain for decades.

People in the rivers and lakes do not want fame and convenience, or both.Even people from the Taoist sect can hardly resist the temptation of the colorful world.Even if there is some great power, it is not for fame and fortune, but it is always necessary to consider the children and grandchildren, and it is impossible to accumulate prestige in a short period of time by practicing the method of nine breaths, and it is impossible to protect the younger generation.

After coming and going, the method of nine-breathing and breathing is only practiced by a few Taoists who are really pure-hearted and ascetic.

Zhang Wenjin learned the method of Nine Breaths to Breathe Qi by mistake, but he couldn't change to other exercises, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to move forward.In fact, Zhang Wenjin's cultivation speed is already very fast. If it weren't for the presence of blood silkworms, it would be good to be able to reach the cultivation level of Huajin by the age of five or sixty.

Gulu Gulu, the Temple of the Five Viscera sang a big show, Zhang Wenjin practiced for a whole day and night, and consumed a lot of energy, his stomach was already empty.People in the world often say that if you are full of energy and don’t think about food, a cultivator will not be hungry, but for Zhang Wenjin, this is only half true. Zhang Wenjin’s cultivation level can’t reach the point where he can’t eat or drink completely by Qi .

"Looking at the sky, it's already midnight, so hurry up and rush to the next town. The lodging is important." Zhang Wenjin stepped out of the cave and walked down the road quickly.

Traveling at night was faster than during the day, and Zhang Wenjin was hungry just after training, forcing him to use all his strength for half an hour before arriving at Baishui Town.

"Shop, do you have a guest room?" Zhang Wenjin walked into an inn and asked.

Hearing the sound, the clerk came over, drooping his head and said, "Master, you should find an inn in the town ahead. We've been taken over here."

"Huh? It's a good thing that this inn has been taken over by someone. It means that the business is good. Why does the shop assistant look like this?" Zhang Wenjin was very puzzled.

"Dude, look at the sky, it's almost dawn when I arrive in the next town, can you do me a favor and find a room for me to stay in?" Zhang Wenjin asked.

"Guest officer, it's not me chasing you, it's really..."

The buddy had a distressed expression, and he was halfway through speaking when he heard someone behind him speak.

"Zhou Fu, go down." The old man walked out.

"Yes, the shopkeeper." After speaking, the man shook his head and turned to leave.

"Master, I'm the innkeeper. We really don't have any room here. I can't help it," said the innkeeper.

Zhang Wenjin could tell that the shopkeeper's brows were tightly furrowed, and something must have happened.

"In this case, I won't stay at your store. I've been traveling for a day and I'm hungry. Can I ask the shopkeeper to get me something to fill my stomach?" Zhang Wenjin saw that the shopkeeper didn't want him to stay in the shop. So he settled for the next best thing, and planned to have a meal before thinking of other ways.

"This...well, I'll order the stove to get some dishes for you, please wait a moment." The shopkeeper turned and went to the back kitchen after speaking.

Zhang Wenjin found a table at random and sat down, thinking about finding a place to stay overnight while waiting for the food to be served.

About the time of a cup of tea, the man brought four dishes and a jug of wine.Zhang Wenjin was already so hungry that he grabbed his chopsticks and started eating.After a while, the four dishes were eaten like a storm.

"Man, some more dishes." Zhang Wenjin said loudly.

The clerk came over with sleepy eyes. There was only vegetable soup left in the four dishes, and he almost licked all the dishes. The clerk was really taken aback.It should be said that the amount of food provided by the inn is sufficient, enough for two people to eat, and Zhang Wenjin ate it all by himself.

The clerk looked at Zhang Wenjin suspiciously, and said, "Master Ke, have you eaten all of it?"

"Otherwise? Serve up any delicious food." Zhang Wenjin looked at the waiter with unsatisfied interest.

"Wait a minute!" The man turned around and walked towards the kitchen, thinking that this man must have been reincarnated from starvation.

Not long after, the waiter came over with a tray and said, "Master Ke, there are only these left in our store. This pot of wine was given to you by the shopkeeper. Would you like to feel wronged?"

Zhang Wenjin took a look and saw two chickens, three catties of sauced beef, and a jug of wine on the tray.

"Okay, let's put it down. Thank you!" Zhang Wenjin doesn't care what food the inn has now, as long as it can fill his stomach.

Reaching out to unscrew a chicken leg, Zhang Wenjin began to tear it open.

At this moment, a group of people walked in from the gate of the inn.

"Shopkeeper, how are you doing? How are you thinking about it?" The leader was bald and full of belly, and his body was trembling with fat as he walked.Behind him followed more than a dozen people, all of them pouted and wearing their hats on one side. They could be identified as bald thugs at a glance.

"Young master, didn't you agree to let me think about it for two days? Why are you here tonight?" The shopkeeper hurriedly trotted out from behind.

"I gave you two days to praise you, and you have to give me this inn if I want you now." The bald head said.

"Young master, if you have something to buy, I have something to sell, we can negotiate the price, but now the situation is different, I can't give it to you at this inn." The shopkeeper said aggrievedly.

The bald head stared and said, "Why?"

"My shop is haunted!" said the shopkeeper.

(End of this chapter)