Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 71 Are you a human or a demon? (Happy New Year)
Pale golden armor.

Pure black long knife.

Cyan dagger.

Jade long ruler.

……

These are all instruments.

In the mortal world, every magic weapon is a precious treasure for guarding great powers.

In the world of practice, these are also hard-to-find treasures in the hands of low-level practitioners.

Zhang Li was deeply touched when he fought with Dongfang Jing on the chessboard today.

Although this is an ordinary world, it doesn't mean that the practice here is really backward.

The magnanimity displayed by the great master Dongfang Jing is only available to the strong in the world of practice.

Today's chess game has no winners and losers, Dongfang Jing is congenital with swords, Zhang Li said that he would challenge his swordsmanship, but in retrospect, I am really not sure.

He still has a good understanding of his own strength.

The cultivation base has rapidly increased to the seventh level of Qi training, but his ability to protect the way has not improved at the same time.

The magic weapon vitality shield has a strong defense, which can make him invincible, but he really doesn't have many attack methods.

The thunder in the palm is domineering, but it consumes a lot of energy, and it is not easy to activate it. When fighting a real master, it is difficult to use it to injure the enemy.

Boxing can only be regarded as proficient, it is far from being able to master it, and can hurt people with a raised hand or a foot.

Swordsmanship is even more inexperienced, bullying some ordinary warriors is okay, but if you use it to fight against a master who is innate with a sword, it is just asking for embarrassment.

However, Zhang Li came from the world of practice, and his swordsmanship is no match for Dongfang Jing, so he can find a way to make up for the gap.

For example, a sufficiently strong offensive magic weapon.

Coincidentally, his cultivation base has reached the seventh level of Qi training, and he can also refine the second magic weapon.

Stretching out his hands to caress the several magic tools, finally, Zhang Li picked up the black long knife.

Breaking Yuan Knife.

It is made of heavy-yuan black iron, with three heavy-pressed spirit patterns engraved in the seal, and a heavy-yuan saber energy is hidden in the blade body.

Inspired by the power of true essence, it can activate the sword glow and condense into sword energy.

This kind of saber energy can be said to be invincible.

In Zhang Li's view, this is a one-force reduction of ten meetings.

Let your swordsmanship be superb, I will only go down with one blow.

Put away the other instruments, and a few high-grade spirit stones appeared in the palm.

Use the aura in the spirit stone to purify and infuse the magic weapon, and at the same time to refine it, stimulate the hidden power that may exist in the magic weapon.

Holding a black long knife in his hand, his body was flowing with real energy, and a faint cyan streamer enveloped the blade.

The spirit stone shattered, and the spirit energy in it was guided and poured into the blade.

There seemed to be comfortable cheers coming from the long knife.

On the blade, the spirit pattern shone with a golden halo, and a pale golden blade glow emerged, revealing three inches of the blade's edge.

This sword light is the strongest point of the Duan Yuan Dao, regardless of gold or iron, it can be broken with one blow.

Gently stroking the long knife with the palm of his hand, feeling the tremor in it, a smile appeared on Zhang Li's face.

The vigorous aura flowed into the blade, as if opening one of the hidden gates.

After the two high-grade spirit stones were crushed, the blade trembled slightly, and the spirit energy absorbed was even more turbulent.

"Om-"

Above the long knife, a golden python phantom emerged.

The boa constrictor was no more than three feet long, wrapped around the knife, and kept swimming.

Sure enough, there are hidden attributes!
Slowing down the speed of refining, Zhang Li slowly realized the power in the blade while warming it up.

After being refined, the Duan Yuan Dao has two forms.

One is a one-foot-long black hairpin, which can be inserted in the hair, or can be shot to hurt people.

One is a three-foot long knife with a black blade and a golden blade. It can be slashed with the handle in hand, or it can be activated by the power of true essence and soul, and fight in the air.

The magic weapon Duan Yuan Dao has the characteristic that the saber energy is invincible.

Inspired by true energy, it can condense the three-foot sword light, and the sword light gathers and turns into a three-inch sword energy.

To maintain this saber energy, it would take a lot of real energy.

According to Zhang Li's calculation, with his cultivation base, a quarter of an hour is the limit.

Only when the realm of foundation building is reached, and the true essence circulates endlessly, can the magic weapon be truly activated and its full power be aroused.

No wonder when I was in Yunlan Mountain, the teachers in the sect always said, don't try to take shortcuts, if you don't have enough cultivation, if you give you a magic weapon, you can only use it as a stick.

Although these words are a bit rough, thinking about it now, they are really famous words of truth.

After all, cultivation is the foundation of a cultivator.

Unlike the Yuan Qi Shield, the Duan Yuan Saber has three methods. In addition to the sword glow gathering the sword energy, this sword only has the second hidden method, the sword glow transforming into form.

It is that golden boa constrictor phantom, which can be divided into ten three-foot golden mangs, intertwined around the body in a half-foot radius.

This is transformed by the light of the sword, although it is not an indestructible sword energy, it is also extremely lethal, and ordinary ordinary weapons will break when touched.

As for the flesh and blood, it is conceivable.

Standing in the quiet room, Zhang Li searched for a secret book of sword techniques and opened it to practice.

If you don't seek to cultivate powerful saber skills, you must have a certain image. Otherwise, if you can't even hold the saber, how can you use it?

The magic weapon long knife is also a knife.

For several days, Zhang Li didn't leave the small courtyard, and only warmed up the Duanyuan Dao carefully.

He could feel the power of the Yuan Duan Dao, but the quiet room was narrow and it was difficult to use it for a while.

Zhuo Shi and Zhuo Lin will send all kinds of information collected by Yuanwutang and Jingyuanguan Zhongqing Taoist to Zhang Li's desk.

Through these messages, Zhang Li can roughly grasp the trends of various parties.

King Wu Zhaocheng's anti-insurgency army has already engaged in land battle with Yongzhou Army.

The vanguards of the three thousand forest guards formed an array to charge, and King Wu personally fought, killing all the ten thousand rebels blocking the way.

The victory of this battle was reported to Luo Jing all the way, causing Luo Jing to shake up and down.

All parties in the court originally wanted King Wu to take advantage of the victory to pursue and defeat the rebels in one battle.

It's just that the emperor said that the matter of suppressing the rebellion was fully in charge of Wu Wang, and the rear should not interfere.

According to reports in the next two days, the counter-insurgency army slowed down its offensive pace and focused on surrendering.

Su Ming, the imperial envoy, stepped forward to appease the local government, promising that those who returned to the surrender would be punished lightly, and those who could take the blame and make meritorious deeds would be let bygones be bygones.

At the same time, each of the prefectures in the southeast sent out [-] soldiers to listen to them under the tent of King Wu.

Eight hundred soldiers may not seem like many, but it represents an attitude.

For the chief officials of those state capitals, if they did not send even [-] soldiers, the state capital here must have no intention of submitting, and what is waiting must be a large army to suppress, and Wusha will not be guaranteed.

If [-] soldiers were sent, it would be a huge pressure for the Yongzhou rebels, which meant that their secret allies had already betrayed them.

The imperial envoy Su Ming's method is that those veteran officials in the court feel that there is no leakage, and they can see through human nature.

The suppression of the rebellion in Yongzhou is progressing smoothly, and Luo Jing's evil disaster is also trying to quell it.

Jingzhao Mansion blocked Luoshui that day, Xuanyuewei and Yulinwei guarded the upper and lower rivers, and the people within a radius of ten miles were not allowed to enter or leave.

The members of Jingyuan Taoism Gate take turns to dispel the demonic energy every day, and kill the demonized fish, shrimps and birds.

According to the arrangement of the Ministry of Household Affairs, the Minister of State, the major commercial firms in Luojing City will do their best to ensure the supply of Luojing's materials, and the Jinjiang River is sailing like a tide.

Yuanwutang and other Luojing gangs that originally belonged to the Jianghu forces were recruited to be responsible for the transportation of supplies everywhere.

The business of swimming across Luoshui in the past can now be done aboveboard.

In the northwest border, the army retreated ten miles, and sent envoys to discuss the marriage of the two countries to the state of Wei.

Although Luo Jing is still in turmoil, it is generally considered stable.

Dongfang Jing lived up to the prestige of a generation of celebrities and was able to suppress such turmoil to a minimum.

"The demon poison," Zhang Li burned all the scrolls in his hand to ashes, and then whispered softly, "Looking at it this way, the final calculation is all on the demon poison."

The mortal world still cannot solve the demon poison.

This is a dead end.

All parties are making a fuss about the evil poison.

As for those who have been poisoned by the demon, that is, what will happen to those who are infected with the demon, no one cares.

Can't handle it either.

Demon poison, almost no one in the mundane world can solve it.

The other paper scroll was sent by Zhang Chu, which densely recorded the changes of the demon poison in the past few days.

"On the first day, I didn't feel it. I just woke up in the middle of the night and felt hot all over. It seemed that there was tyranny spreading in my heart."

"On the second day, the energy in my body rose greatly, but the tyranny was even stronger, as if I had a desire for blood."

"In the evening of the second day, dark blue scales appeared on the arms."

"On the third day, the cultivation base unexpectedly broke through, and the strength of Qi and blood increased. I felt that the surrounding scenery was turbulent and stained with blood."

……

This Zhang Chu has firm perseverance. After three days, Hu Shanhai swallowed the poison-dispelling pill to get rid of the evil poison. Zhang Chu insisted on carrying it until today.

It's the fifth day.

Putting away the scroll, Zhang Li walked out of the courtyard.

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Outside Jingyuan Temple, Qingshi Square was already full of people.

Surrounding them are wooden cages as tall as a person.

Those who are not infected with the evil spirit can go home after being investigated by the disciples in Jingyuan Temple, and those who are infected with the evil spirit must step into the wooden cage and wait in self-imprisonment.

There is no way to do this.

One after another, hundreds of people have been infected with evil spirits.

If these people were all beheaded, it would inevitably cause panic throughout the city.

But these people can't let them go back, they can only be temporarily imprisoned in wooden cages.

The imperial physician from the imperial city prescribed all kinds of prescriptions, and bowls of soups and medicines boiled in the surrounding large stoves were delivered bowl by bowl.

Not to mention, so far, there is really no human demonization.

"Zhang Chu, hurry up and swallow the elixir given by Mr. Zhang to get rid of the poison." Outside a wooden cage, Hu Shanhai whispered.

In the wooden cage, Zhang Chu's hair was a little disheveled, and he lowered his head slightly.

"I can still carry it." Zhang Chu's voice was a little hoarse, and his arms tucked into his sleeves trembled.

He looked up, with a trace of blood red in his eyes.

"Hey, we've already recorded the message that Mr. Zhang wants, what else do you insist on?" Hu Shanhai looked around and said in a low voice: "If someone finds out that you've turned into a demon, it's not for fun."

If you really want to demonize, the disciples in Jingyuan Temple will not be soft-hearted.

"I know." Zhang Chu gritted his teeth and sat up slightly.

"Brother Hu, please record it. Today, my cultivation base has broken through again."

"The tempering of the qi, blood and body by the evil spirit can take ten days of ordinary time in one day."

"But I felt my internal organs churn, and it seemed that the damage was serious."

Cultivation is a breakthrough.

In the past five days, Zhang Chu's cultivation has soared from the beginning of training to the state of bone strengthening.

This kind of entry is impossible even for those martial arts geniuses.

Martial arts practice, these foundations are all step by step, and need to be constantly struggled to achieve.

Zhang Chu's cultivation is through the eruption of monster energy in the body, and with the help of the monster poison.

Hu Shanhai was stunned for a moment, and said anxiously: "Don't you want to use the evil spirit to cultivate the demon law? This is not the right way."

Hearing his words, Zhang Chu squeezed out a smile on his pale face: "Why?"

"I have Mr. Zhang who promised to teach the immortal law, how can I practice the demon law."

These words made Hu Shanhai heave a sigh of relief.

He nodded, stood up and said: "Weigh it yourself, if you really can't bear it, take the elixir."

Zhang Chu nodded: "I know it."

When Hu Shanhai walked away, a young man poked his head in the wooden cage next to him.

"Brother Zhang Chu, is the elixir Hu Butou mentioned, the pill that you asked Brother Chang to put into the cauldron of soup and medicine?"

There was a trace of eagerness on the young man's face, and he whispered: "Brother Zhang Chu, the pill is gone, what should you do?"

Two days ago, Zhang Chu asked the disciples of Yuanwu Hall who were on duty outside to put the elixir into the soup pot, and only said that the medicine was given by Mr. Jing Yuan Guanzhang, and it might be useful for getting rid of the demon poison.

But Zhang Chu didn’t say that there was only one pill.

"Hehe, if so many people can live, what does it matter if I, Zhang Chu, become a demon?" Zhang Chu whispered softly.

Although that pill could not remove the evil poison from everyone, it could temporarily suppress it.

So far, as long as anyone who has drunk the decoction has not been demonized.

Zhang Chu turned his head, with a smile on his pale face.

"I can't watch so many brothers become demons one by one, and then be beheaded?"

His words froze the face of the young man in the wooden cage.

"But--"

The young man wanted to say more, but Zhang Chu shook his head: "Don't worry, if something happens to me, Mr. Zhang will save me."

"There is no solution for us to enter the body with evil energy. I believe that Mr. Zhang must have a way."

After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and felt the changes in his body.

Not far away, several figures stood aside.

In the lead was a monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe, and a young man with a spear wrapped in a green cloth on his back.

The disciples walking in the Xuankong Temple knew that Jiang Jingyuan, one of the twelve envoys of the Zhenma Division, was the Silver Spear Envoy.

Behind the two, a white-haired old man with his hands behind his back, his eyes shining brightly.

There are also two Taoist priests in blue Taoist robes, their faces are young, but there is a glimmer of cloudiness in their eyes.

"Master Liaoran, Jiang Shaoxia, as you can see, Jing Yuanguan is raising demons." The white-haired old man looked at Zhang Chu in the wooden cage and spoke in a low voice.

What the old man said made Monk Liaoran and Jiang Jingyuan look gloomy.

"Senior Ding, Jing Yuan Guan also doesn't want to cause too many murders, so there is nothing wrong with Jing Yuan Guan's handling."

Jiang Jingyuan shook his head, his eyes swept over the wooden cages around him, a trace of melancholy flashed across his face.

His words were pale and untenable at all.

Whether it's Jingyuan Temple or Zhenmasi, it's the Xuankong Temple. Isn't the reputation of Megatron the world earned?
Senior Ding, Ding Cang.

Martial Dao Grandmaster is a strong man, enshrined in the Prince's Mansion of the East Palace.

Although the crown prince was banned, his subordinates, the Demon Slayer League and the strong men in the mansion, were not banned.

The Xuankong Temple is clear, and Jiang Jingyuan, the chief of magic, was invited to the East Palace to meet the crown prince.

According to what the crown prince said, Jingyuan Temple now does not kill those people who are contaminated with evil spirits. On the surface, it seems to be merciful, but in fact it has other plans.

The evidence he presented was very simple, Luo Jing's demon chaos was caused by Jing Yuanguan.

He arranged for his subordinates to pretend to be demons, and arranged for the Demon Slayer League to capture the demons, but they were all destroyed by Jing Yuanguan in the end.

"The crown prince speculates that because there is no great master in Jingyuan Temple, I am afraid that he has some other thoughts."

"As for Mr. Zhang who holds Thunder in his palm, hehe, who knows if it's a human or a demon..."

The prince's words were in my ears, and what I saw right now, Jingyuan Temple really seemed to be suspected of raising a demon.

If not, just kill him directly, why bother.

"The poor monk agrees with Senior Ding and the crown prince's point of view." Monk Jiao Ran whispered, holding a string of light blue Buddhist beads in his hand, he walked forward slowly.

Ding Cang showed joy on his face.

Jiang Jingyuan frowned and followed.

"Benefactor, tell me, are you a human or a demon?" Standing outside Zhang Chu's wooden cage, Monk Zhiran looked at Zhang Chu, who was bowing his head, and spread his hands, with a faint red light shining from the Buddhist beads in his palms.

"I am..." Zhang Chu raised his head slowly, his eyes were bloodshot!
(End of this chapter)