Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 142 Chapter 141, Three ways to kill!Small bone promoted!
Saying goodbye to Mu Qingxue, Shen Lang went to the port horse market first, bought a black horse, and then rode the horse to leave the port, bypassing the capital city of Yingzhou, and galloped northeast along the official road.

Just as he rode his horse and set off.

Above the sky, a giant eagle that looked like a small black spot from the ground was slowly circling among the clouds, its position was almost always in sync with Shen Lang on the ground.

On the outskirts of Fucheng, someone stood on a small hill, looked at the sky with a binoculars, and observed the movement of the giant eagle. When he saw the giant eagle turn to the northeast, he immediately shouted:
"Get on the horse!"

Up and down the hill, there were more than [-] people, all dressed in filial piety clothes, carrying long swords, and at the same time got on their horses, rode their horses and whipped them, and chased in the direction indicated by the giant eagle.

at the same time.

In the city of Yingzhou, in a private room of a restaurant, someone also whispered:
"The direction indicated is changing... Madame, that person has moved!"

After a while, someone knocked on the door and came in, reporting in a low voice:
"That man separated from Mu Qingxue at the port, bought a black horse at the horse market, and rode away alone. He didn't go into the city, he went straight around Fucheng, and headed northeast."

"Start immediately, catch up! Don't forget to send a message over there!"

"Wait! Ma'am, please be safe, could this be a trap? Could Mu Qingxue be using him as bait to go fishing?"

"Hmph, people are coming from the capital, and Mu Qingxue will soon be entangled and unable to escape. Even if it is a trap, we still have plenty of time to swallow the bait! Cut the nonsense, this tripartite cooperation will hunt down our common enemy , even if that kid has wings, he will break his wings and fall to his death!"

Soon, a peregrine falcon flew out of the window of the restaurant, flew into the air like lightning, flew out of the city, flew all the way into a private port by the sea outside the city, and landed on the mast of a ship.

Someone climbed up the mast, fed two small fishes to the peregrine falcon, took a small bamboo tube from the eagle's talons, turned over and lowered the mast, and hurried into the cabin.

In a short while, a group of people stepped out of the cabin and flew directly off the ship.

The leader of the team was one of the two, wearing a tall hat, a white cherry top with a black background, a wide skirt, and holding a three-foot walking stick.
port.

After watching Shen Lang leave.

Mu Qingxue was waiting to secretly follow up and escort Shen Lang for a while, but before she could move, she suddenly frowned slightly and looked sideways.

Not far away, a seemingly ordinary merchant ship was docked at a trestle berth.

On the bow of the merchant ship, a middle-aged man dressed as a rich man stood with his hands behind his back.

The middle-aged man was rich and handsome, with a white beardless face and a friendly smile. He seemed harmless to humans and animals, but the coldness contained in the depths of his eyes was enough to freeze the blood of ordinary people and even lower-rank martial artists, and paralyze their whole bodies.

Looking at the rich middle-aged man for a while, Mu Qingxue looked solemnly, and said in a low voice, "Eunuch Zhang!"

The distance between the two sides was tens of meters, but her voice clearly reached the rich middle-aged ear.

And the slightly feminine voice of the rich and middle-aged "Eunuch Zhang" quickly echoed clearly in Mu Qingxue's ears:

"Mu catcher."

"Eunuch Zhang is not serving His Majesty in the capital, so what's the use of coming to Yingzhou?"

"As per His Majesty's will, I came to Yingzhou for business. Unexpectedly, I ran into Mu Butou here."

Mu Qingxue's voice was cold: "Is it really a coincidence?"

Eunuch Zhang smiled softly: "Why do you need to be so careful? Of course it's just a chance encounter."

"It's just a chance encounter..." Mu Qingxue's eyes turned cold: "Why does Eunuch Zhang use Qi to lock on the head of the police? Could it be that he wants to fight with me?"

Eunuch Zhang smiled:
"Don't dare. Our family has only condensed three of the nine major profound orifices, how dare we fight with Mu Tuotou? It's just that our family's errand has something to do with Mu Tuotou...

"I heard that Mu Butou captured a group of not-so-weak pirates? His Majesty recently built a 'dead camp', determined to put some heinous criminals into the 'dead camp', and after this autumn, the northern barbarians will go south." When the border is violated, the battalion of dead soldiers is sent up to charge and attack, so that waste can be used.

"Our family's trip is to receive these pirates according to His Majesty's order. By the way, the stolen goods confiscated by Mu Butou will also be escorted to Beijing. This way, it will also save the effort of Mu Butou's future escort. That's the way things are, please cooperate with Mu Butou, so let's take our family to hand over the pirates and stolen goods."

Hearing this, Mu Qingxue's heart sank: The emperor's reaction is so fast!
Even if it was only twenty days since she appeared on Shark King Island, and most of the journey was still overseas, the emperor had already heard the news and even sent a great eunuch to Yingzhou!

Is it because of the big eagle of the South Sea Sword Sect?
The only thing that is uncertain now is whether the emperor knows that Jin Yiming was killed by Shen Lang.

If you already know...

Then, during this trip to Beijing, Shen Lang might have to face many cunning shots!

And now Eunuch Zhang has his eyes on her again, even if she wanted to escort Shen Lang for a while, she couldn't get away at all.

I can only hope secretly that the emperor doesn't know that Shen Lang killed Jin Yiming, and he doesn't like him as a little shrimp, so don't send too strong a master to deal with him.

With Shen Lang's protection, with his own martial arts and Taoism...

Well, mainly Taoism and marksmanship.

Shen Lang is very good at practicing martial arts, but he can't do it in actual combat.As for his rigid swordsmanship that can only follow the cheat book one, two, three, four in order, and doesn't know how to adapt to the situation, a warrior with a little actual combat experience will know how to deal with him.

So at least until he has cultivated his internal strength and true energy and can overwhelm others with force, Shen Lang's martial arts should try not to participate in actual combat as much as possible.

But even so, as long as there are no warriors of rank four and above, and monks of rank six and above, he should be able to handle it.

In addition, last night, she had already sent the news of Shen Lang to the Jingshi Shenchuangtang with a magic weapon, and briefly stated Shen Lang's achievements and qualifications.

With his aptitude, he will definitely attract Master Yan's attention.

As long as Lord Yan starts to pay attention, even if he is far away in the capital, Shen Lang can be given great security.

At least, under Master Yan's attention, it is impossible for some strong men who even Mu Qingxue should treat Shen Lang with caution.

Now, I just hope that Shen Lang himself will be smarter and luckier.

But Shen Lang's words...shouldn't be as unlucky as her, right?
While thinking about it, the father-in-law Zhang said sadly again:

"Master Mu has been silent for a long time, but are you not satisfied with His Majesty's arrangement?"

Mu Qingxue took a deep breath, suppressed her distracting thoughts, and said neither humble nor overbearing:
"Don't dare. Please, Eunuch Zhang, express the imperial edict. When you see the imperial edict, I will act in accordance with the edict."

Eunuch Zhang smiled slightly:
"Then invite Lord Mu to board the boat to receive the order!"

……

At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

Shen Lang stationed beside the horse path, led the horse into the forest beside the path to escape the heat, took out water and bean cakes from the Dianjingbi space, and fed the mount, then took out a small horse tie, sat down in the shade of the tree, and chewed on the pancakes with meat , while drinking iced rice wine to relieve the heat.

As for where his iced rice wine came from...

Of course, rice wine exists in the space of Dian Jingbi.

And two days ago, he accompanied Chen Yuniang to buy goods in various warehouses at the port. He didn't have time to practice the seventh-rank spell "Water Mirror Appreciation Technique", so he took the time to spend most of the night and practiced a small western skill "Ice" touch".

This spell, like "Finger of Flame", is for apprentices to practice and familiarize themselves with the composition of spells, and it has no lethality.

But it is very practical in daily life, especially for iced drinks.

After casting the spell, press your hands on the wine jar, and within a short while, the rice wine will be as sweet and refreshing as iced.

After swallowing ten pancakes with meat in one go, ten boiled eggs, two catties of roasted whale meat, and a whole jar of iced rice wine, Shen Lang was finally full.

Resting for another half an hour, just as he was about to continue on his way, he suddenly felt a slight heat from the brand on the back of his hand, and Xiao Gu thought:

"I'm in the psychic realm!"

Shen Lang was not surprised by Xiaogu's promotion.

When he was at sea before, Xiao Gu confidently assured him that he would be promoted within seven days at most.

After that promise, I spent four days at sea and two days in Yingzhou Port, and today is the seventh day.

And just halfway through the seventh day, Xiao Gu has been promoted successfully. Although Shen Lang was not surprised, he was also greatly pleasantly surprised.

He got up and looked outside the forest for a while, seeing that there were no passers-by on the official road outside the forest under the scorching sun, so he went deep into the forest for a while, summoned Xiao Zhao, gave him some fine pens, and told him a few words, Only then did Shen Lang move his mind and enter the fine brush space.

After Shen Lang entered the space.

Xiao Zhao held the semi-bald writing brush in his mouth, leaped with strength on his short legs, jumped more than three feet high, and jumped onto a horizontal branch. After that, he jumped several times in a row, and soon disappeared five or six feet above the ground. among the dense canopy of trees.

Click Fine Pen Space.

Shen Lang noticed the difference at the first sight of Xiaogu.

Its slender bones are more white, and the surface has an extra layer of crystal enamel, as if it has been coated with a layer of glass. It looks exquisite like a work of art, but it does not have the delicate and fragile feeling of a work of art. Indestructible feeling.

Its left little finger with a missing phalanx was also fully restored, and the newly "growth" phalanx was no different from its original bone.

On the other hand, there are two small bony bumps on its forehead, which looks like it is about to grow a pair of horns, but it doesn't look hideous and weird, but rather cute.

The change in appearance is just that.

Of course, the promotion to Xiaogu of the second level demon is not just a simple change in appearance.

[Bones... Ordinary swords... can't cut it...]

Xiao Gu held a refined steel knife in his right hand, and hit his left arm hard.

The steel knife slashed on its arm bone, making a crisp clang, and a little dazzling spark burst out.

Under the chopping of the knife, the bones of the small bone arm were unharmed, but a gap the size of a soybean appeared on the blade of the steel knife.

[Hundred-forged black iron sword... can only... this way! 】

It threw away the steel knife casually, picked up the hundred-forged black iron sword stuck upside down in front of it, and was about to chop off its own arm.

"Wait!" Shen Lang hurriedly shouted to stop.

This is a fourth-grade treasured sword, even if it is not infused with inner strength, true energy, or aroused miraculous powers, it can easily cut through iron armor with its sharpness.

After he stopped drinking, the sword's edge barely hovered above Xiao Gu's left arm, only a hair away from the arm bone.

It tilted its head to look at Shen Lang, the red light in its eye sockets flickered, and it clearly conveyed its doubts with its "eyes".

"Don't cut yourself with a sword. I know you don't feel pain, and your bones are extremely tough, but this is a fourth-grade sword. Wouldn't it be bad if you cut off your hand?"

[Cut, constantly.At most, it will only cut out, one, a small gap. 】

That is to say, even a fourth-grade sword, if it does not use internal force and true energy to arouse miraculous powers, can it still cut through the bones of small bones?

Shen Lang smiled and congratulated, then said seriously:

"Such a beautiful bone, even if only a small gap is cut."

[I can, myself, heal, not leave scars. 】

Xiaogu conveyed his heartfelt voice like this, although he felt a little regretful, he still put down his sword.

In addition, Shen Lang also felt a little bit of secret joy from its emotions.

Is it because you praised its beautiful bones?

Little Skull also knows how to love beauty?
Shen Lang shook his head amusedly, and suddenly realized something:
"Little bone, you still can't speak?"

Xiaogu shook his head, opened his jaw, and pointed to the empty mouth and throat:
[I don't have a voice, an organ... the second level, and I can't speak.Maybe, you have to reach the realm of the demon core to...]

Shen Lang sighed, but soon laughed again:
"Although it's a pity, you can convey your heartfelt voice now much more smoothly than before. It was very difficult before to pass a few words."

As a skeleton ghost, Xiaogu is naturally indifferent and almost non-existent. He usually uses body movements to communicate with Shen Lang, and it is difficult to express his heart vividly like Xiaoyu and the others.

Although it is still a bit stuttering now, at least it can deliver a complete sentence with a large number of words.

At this time, Xiaogu sent Shen Lang another voice:
[My spells have also become, more powerful...]

While speaking, it opened its mouth and blew, and a bone-piercing cold wind howled out.

Where the cold wind passed by, the ground was covered with a layer of cold frost, making a crackling sound. In the turbid cold wind, there were still two phantoms of skeletons wearing broken armor and only the upper body, holding a big knife and doing chopping. Potential.

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