Fu Shifeng

Chapter 27
The cold wind is howling, mixed with a little bit of rain and snow, falling on the face like a sharp steel needle, making people wonder whether God is going to cut off a piece of his flesh.

"The vulture's nest is high on the cliff." Afu appeared and said after a cloud of green smoke fell.

Cheng Sanwu blinked, he was blessed by Mr. Changqing's magic, even in the dark night, he could still see things as usual.If you look hard, you can vaguely see birds' nests made of branches on an uneven cliff, and you can also see some bones of livestock lying around below.

"I went to see it just now. The vulture's nest is a deep cave with no defenses around it." Afu said: "The cave has traces of being dug by magic, and the edge of the cave is square. It should be a place dedicated to raising vultures."

Mr. Changqing pondered: "Monsters like vultures prefer to live in filthy and rotten places, so they can nourish the rotten air in the body. It seems that they must be prepared to get rid of the miasma poison before they can go deep inside."

"So that's how the black smoke from the monster bird's body came from?" Cheng Sanwu thought of the big vulture back then, and felt a little nauseous: "Isn't this just retting in the pile of rotten meat?"

"Is it so simple?" Mr. Changqing took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a few pills, and handed them to the two: "This is the anti-poison pill, take it now."

"I don't need it." Afu shook her head.

Cheng Sanwu reached out to take it without asking any further questions, and swallowed it with his head up, took out the leather pouch from his waist, and took a sip of wine for himself.

Mr. Changqing took the pill himself, and continued: "The vulture feeds on flesh and soul. The vultures that have become a climate can not only spread rot and poison everywhere, causing harm to one party, but also gather the souls of the dead and be driven by them."

"Like those wandering Taoist priests who command little ghosts?" Cheng Sanwu straightened his weapons and tightened his belt.

"How can you praise the scum from the side?" Mr. Changqing was very displeased.

Cheng Sanwu didn't argue: "Hurry up when you're ready, and kill all these monster birds!"

The monster lair is located high on the cliff, but it is not difficult for these three people to reach.

Although Cheng Sanwu doesn't know the clever lightness kung fu of walking a spider and swimming over a wall, he can still climb and leap like an ape.And Mr. Changqing twirled the magic formula with his hands, lightly lifted the hem of his robe, his body was as light as a feather, his toes lightly touched the cliff, and he walked straight up quickly.As for Afu, it was even easier. She turned into a cloud of green smoke and went straight to the door of the lair.

Cheng Sanwu was the last one to arrive. Just as he stood firm, he smelled an unbearable rotten stench coming from the cave, and he quickly covered his mouth and nose.

"What the hell? Your pill doesn't work!" Cheng Sanwu cursed in a low voice.

Mr. Chang Qing was also frowned: "Bi Du Pill, as the name suggests, is used to get rid of poisonous miasma, regardless of the smell."

Cheng Sanwu pulled out the horizontal knife, and said with restraint: "It doesn't matter, the demon bird is probably asleep, and it happened to catch them all in one go."

The entrance of the lair on the high cliff here is more than two feet high. There is no obstacle for ordinary people to enter and exit. There are calculations in mind.

The three of them gradually went deeper, and they could feel the humidity and warmth in the nest, and they couldn't tell whether it was feces or rotting flesh under their feet, and there were dense mushroom clusters growing in the corners.

Fortunately, Cheng Sanwu was used to fighting scenes, and he got used to it after he endured it. He settled down steadily and tried not to make too much noise. On the contrary, Mr. Changqing's face became more and more ugly.

However, the three of them did not find any trace of the vulture along the way. At the end of some forked paths, there was not a single living thing except for the piles of bones of various livestock.

Cheng Sanwu was full of doubts in his heart, and looked back at Mr. Changqing, who was just pointing at a winding passage with a gloomy face, and there was a faint light coming from there.Afu relied on the mist to go, and went to check the situation first.

After a while, Afu turned back and said, "It's an altar, where all the vultures gather."

"Altar?" Cheng Sanwu was puzzled.

"There is a corpse vulture that has cultivated a human form." Afu said: "It looks like half a man, half a bird, and the aura around it is unusual. All the corpse vultures seem to obey its orders. The will-o'-the-wisp hovers on the altar, and it may be practicing demon magic."

"It's just right to get together and take care of them all." Cheng Sanwu was a little excited.

"How many pairs of wings did it grow?" Mr. Changqing asked an irrelevant matter.

Afu thought for a while: "Its arms should be transformed from a pair of wings, and there seems to be another pair on its back, and the feathers on its body have not faded."

"Featherman?" Mr. Changqing pondered for a while, motioned Cheng Sanwu to come closer, took out the twelve Taihuang bells, and walked around Cheng Sanwu while silently reciting the mantra while shaking the bronze bell.

The copper bell swayed without making a sound, Cheng Sanwu felt a subtle force enveloped him, and his body became much lighter, as if he could jump five or six feet, and the horizontal knife in his hand was also covered with a chill.

"I bless you with two spells, namely 'Huang Zhongce Qi Slaying Demon Sword' and 'White Feather Heihe Flying Steps'. The former can easily injure the body of evil spirits, and the latter can help you move and dodge." Mr. Qing said in a low voice.

Cheng Sanwu was stunned for a moment. He couldn't remember any of the names of the spells, but he understood the effect: "Is there no body protection spell? I don't want to be bitten so that my limbs are incomplete."

Mr. Changqing had no choice but to take out the talisman, and ignited it with his mana with a look of reluctance, pointing his sword at Cheng Sanwu.

"This is the Iron Clothes Unsolved Technique. You are now wearing iron armor, which is enough to resist the bite of the corpse vulture."

Ever since Mr. Changqing learned that Cheng Sanwu had defeated Wu Maocai with his bare hands, he had understood the shortcomings of Wu Bing Pin Yan Shu.This Iron Clothes Unsolved Art is what he learned from Daguan Daoist. It is a combination of the Bing Yinyang family's witchcraft blessing spell, and it is not a very authentic Taoist spell.And right now, there is no way to attract the energy of heaven and earth, and it would take a lot of mana to draw such a spell on his own. Mr. Changqing only has two in his hand, and he originally wanted to keep them for himself.

Just considering that Cheng Sanwu would have to fight the monsters head-on later, so he had to bless him with various spells.

Cheng Sanwu was blessed by the spell, feeling full of strength all over his body, eager to try: "I'll take the lead and attract those monster birds. After you circle around, just stare at the single killers, don't let them escape."

Mr. Changqing has nothing to say, he originally planned to do so.

I saw Cheng Sanwu walking through the passage with excited steps, the faint blue light in front of him became more and more conspicuous, and he could also hear the incomprehensible voice of chanting prayers from inside.

"Can monsters also chant scriptures?"

Cheng Sanwu smiled secretly, and when he reached the end of the passage, he saw an empty cavern, with four huge stone pillars supporting the upper rock formation, and a round altar in the center, piled up with snow-white human skulls to form several hills, lighting up the ghostly fire. Floating and flickering around the pile of skulls.

And outside the altar, a figure stood upright, roughly recognizable as a woman's figure, with a pair of black feathered wings on her back, folded together, and her outstretched arms were just like what Afu said, with thick wing feathers, The strange sound of praying came from her mouth.

As for the banshee, there are dozens of corpse vultures the size of a calf, lined up in order to listen to the banshee's prayer, which seems to be quite pious.

These monsters all turned their backs to Cheng Sanwu and did not notice his arrival.Cheng Sanwu thought of making fun of it, quietly picked up a stone, and threw it towards the back of the banshee's head.

There was a muffled sound, and the banshee's prayers stopped for an instant, and the group of monsters turned their heads one after another, with malicious intent appearing in their eyes.

"Hey, are you holding a Fa conference here? Why don't you call me?" Cheng Sanwu walked forward leisurely, just in time to see that the banshee also had feathers on her face, with a bird's beak on her nose, her face Horrifying.

I don't know if the banshee understood, she opened her beak and let out a piercing scream, which echoed in the cave, dozens of corpse vultures also screamed together.

"It's so noisy——!"

Cheng Sanwu's chest surged with arrogance, and he shouted angrily, like thunder on the ground, even overshadowing the screams of the demons. At the same time, he stepped on the ground, cracks appeared on the ground under his feet, and his body was like a sharp arrow, heading straight for the demons.

With the blessing of "White Feather and Black Rod Climbing the Air and Flying Steps", Cheng Sanwu felt that he was as light as a feather, and he would not be blown by the strong wind and fly around randomly, and he could easily control the movement of his body.

Seeing Cheng Sanwu spun around in the air, the horizontal knife whirled like a dragon wind, the light of the knife flashed randomly, and it slammed into the group of corpse vultures, exploding a bloody flower and broken feathers.

The leading banshee did not expect such a ferocious arrival, she spread her arms and wings, flapped her wings, and a gust of dark wind whizzed out.

Cheng Sanwu's body froze, the blade was seven or eight feet away from the banshee, and then she slapped her back quickly.

"Kill!" At this time, the banshee spit out words and gave orders, and the rest of the vultures also flapped their wings and took off. They took advantage of the wind to attack Cheng in groups.

"How can it be so easy?!"

Cheng Sanwu landed on the ground and pressed down on his body, ignoring the cold wind touching his hair and skin and condensing thin frost, he swayed left and right, slashing quickly with horizontal knives, relying on the protection of the iron clothes undiscoverable technique, let the corpse vulture's iron beak and steel claws add to his body, Wrestle with them.

Because the horizontal knife is also blessed by magic, the Taoist monster-slaying profound art is paired with Cheng Sanwu's powerful inner strength, and the blade's passing is like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

Cheng Sanwu was so excited to kill, he even took the opportunity to grab a corpse vulture by the neck, and threw it like a blunt weapon, causing blood to flow and rot to fill the air.

Seeing the successive deaths and injuries of the descendants, the leading banshee let out a shriek, and waved a little will-o'-the-wisp on the altar, which turned into a raging wave of fire.

Cheng Sanwu instinctively sensed the danger, and jumped out of the group of monsters, avoiding the dangerous blow.

The blue fire wave didn't hit his face with scorching heat, on the contrary, it was like the gloomy wind just now, exuding a bone-chilling chill.Cheng Sanwu predicted that if he was hit by the will-o'-the-wisp's fire, even if he had a protective spell, he would still be frozen stiff and breathless.

Seeing that Cheng Sanwu escaped the will-o'-the-wisp, the banshee simply turned away from the distance and sought closer. She flapped her wings on her back, and transformed into a swift black shadow, pounced in front of Cheng Sanwu in an instant.

"So fast!"

Cheng Sanwu was startled suddenly, and saw the banshee raised her arm and stretched out her hand, her nails suddenly became longer and sharper, as if a sharp sword was coming straight to her heart, clearly planning to take out her heart and liver in one fell swoop.

Cheng Sanwu didn't dare to bet on whether the body protection spell could be resisted, but fortunately, he thought about it, and before he could think about it, the horizontal knife was inserted into the gap between the banshee's sharp claws, and then he twisted his strength, intending to twist her five fingers broken.

However, the Banshee's reaction was also extremely fast. She flapped her wings and flew upside down. At the same time, the majestic wind was blowing towards Cheng Sanwu, pulling away from each other.

"Good monster, come again!" Cheng Sanwu enjoyed the fight very much, he stepped forward and attacked fiercely, the blade was like unfurling a piece of silver silk.

The banshee's hands and claws were as sharp as blades, parrying again and again, and sparks burst out from the clash between the two.Seeing that Cheng Sanwu was vicious and difficult to deal with, she flapped her wings again and retreated, returning to the side of the altar, intending to induce the will-o'-the-wisp to cast spells.

At this moment, Afu, like a ghost, appeared behind the banshee, and the horse's head dagger came out through the wind, landed heavily on the back of the banshee, and cut off one wing.

The banshee was wounded and screamed, turned around madly and waved her claws, but how could she catch the dominatrix who fled away in the mist?

Afu seldom reveals her true strength, and it's hard to guard against just this one blow, so many masters have suffered because of it.

Cheng Sanwu, who witnessed such a situation, didn't think much, and flew in front of the banshee, attacking and killing her violently.

At the same time, the vultures, who realized that the defeat was certain, fled away one after another, and Mr. Changqing, who was hiding his secrets, finally made a move. Seeing him twisting the magic formula in his hands, his true energy was full, the internal fire was burning externally, and the yellow talisman flames soared between his fingers.

With a loud shout, Mr. Changqing raised his arms and flew the talisman, and the yellow talisman instantly turned into a ball of fire the size of a castan, and with the terrifying heat of melting gold and iron, flew into the group of corpse vultures and exploded!
Daomen Lihuo is not only used to smelt golden elixir, it can also restrain all kinds of demons and ghosts.This group of corpse vultures escaped from Cheng Sanwu's demon-slaying blade, but they couldn't escape Mr. Changqing's burning fire, and their flesh and blood were burnt to pieces in an instant.

Shocked to see that the descendants were all dead and injured, the banshee was filled with grief and hatred, and the sharp claws that were broken in many places tried to force Cheng Sanwu away, and then let out a shrill scream. .

"court death!"

Cheng Sanwu faced the screams, but he seemed to be completely okay. He instinctively sensed that the banshee intended to kill everything, and immediately threw the horizontal knife with both arms, hitting the banshee's chest.

As soon as the banshee screamed, Cheng Sanwu stepped forward and held down the handle of the knife, pushed it in deeply, pierced through the banshee's torso, and nailed her to the side of the altar.

"I'll let you scream!" Cheng Sanwu yelled angrily and swung his fist, hitting the banshee's ferocious and inhuman face hard.

After more than a dozen punches, the banshee had been beaten beyond recognition, she was paralyzed, and cracks were even cracked on the stone slab behind her head.

"You..." The banshee has a tenacious body. If it were an ordinary person, her head would have already been smashed into a pool of rotten flesh.

"Want to say the last words?" Cheng Sanwu got up and stepped on the body of the banshee, and slowly pulled out the horizontal knife.

"You... have my husband's... smell." The banshee's voice was like a thread, and every inch the horizontal knife was pulled out brought her great pain.

"Your husband?" Cheng Sanwu immediately understood, and laughed out loud: "That big corpse vulture is your husband? Monsters also have couples?"

The battle in the cave was over, and Afu and Mr. Changqing approached without speaking.

"Master...will not forgive you." The banshee said with difficulty.

"I don't care who he is, he's still going to die!" Cheng Sanwu stopped talking nonsense, and simply cut off the banshee's head.

With a sigh of relief, Cheng Sanwu threw away the blood and put away the knife, and looked around: "It seems that they are all wiped out? It's still easy to use spells, and it will be done in a few strokes."

Mr. Changqing and Afu both stared at the body of the banshee, both showing puzzled expressions.

"What? What's there to see?" Cheng Sanwu asked.

"She hasn't changed back to the original monster body." Mr. Chang Qing looked solemnly, staring at the motionless corpse of the banshee, and said: "This is her original body."

(End of this chapter)