I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 120 King Ming Soul Lock
Xie Que didn't expect it.

The thing that the master asked was so simple, just write a poem to worship the gods.

He thought about it and found that he could only remember one song in the original text of Journey to the West, "A little inspiration shines through the void", but the main object of praise was the Golden Cudgel.

I don't know if it's useful or not.

Thinking that I was able to solve these problems by relying on my master, I wrote it down.

Seeing this, master Yan Guang also raised his beard to the sky.

He blew on the golden monkey hair in his mouth, and the golden thread went straight into Xie Que's hair.

Xie Que was also a little confused, not knowing what it was used for.

Master Yan Guang just smiled and didn't say much.

Seeing something happened, when Xie Que was about to leave, he remembered something.

Xie Que coughed and said simply: "Master, my father previously found a corpse collector, but he didn't expect that his literary talent was very good."

"A few days ago, a eunuch came to take a fancy to that kid and took him away."

Master Yan Guang nodded: "Well, when things happen around you, I'll ask Nan Guang to help you find someone."

Xie Que paused again, rubbing his hands: "Master, are you short of money recently? I don't have enough food for this month's meal."

Master Yan Guang raised his head, looked at Xie Que, who was big and round, and was a little stunned.

He thought of the food intake of those master-level monks, and without saying a word, he turned around and took out a wooden box from the corner of the back hall.

Open it, and it turns out that there are layers of gold bars.

Xie Que quickly took it.

Not only meat, spices and other things that are more expensive than meat, their own consumption is also amazing.

But these are at least enough for me to spend for a long time.

Hearing the master speak: "There has been no peace recently. This was donated by a wealthy gentleman in the city yesterday. I want to pray for peace."

Xie Gao said "Hmm," but his eyes fell on the box.

After weighing it a little, I can feel that it weighs about seventy or eighty catties.

Seeing Xie Que's money-obsessed look, Master Yan Guang narrowed his eyes.

He smiled and said: "Come and give some advice to those monks when you have time. My secret sect may be short of everything, but the most indispensable thing is gold."

"If you are willing to join my secret sect and receive a bodhisattva precept, my secret sect treasury will be open for you at any time."

Xie Que nodded repeatedly, but directly ignored the last few words of the master.

Seeing Xie Que pretending to be dumbfounded, Master Yan Guang couldn't help but sigh.

He really wanted to accept Xie Que into the sect, but this kind of thing can't be forced.

Just as Xie Que was about to leave, Master Yan Guang stopped Xie Que again and pointed out:

"Don't bother with the evil by the river, let alone get close to it, you can go home after something happens."

"But this disaster may last for several years. If you still want to recover the body, I can arrange a separate place for you."

Xie Que listened to the teacher's words, and his mind turned tens of thousands of thoughts.

It seems that Master knows some of the reasons.

Xie Que pretended to be surprised: "So long? I think there are a lot of people coming from Shenjing City, so it should be solved quickly."

Master Yan Guang just shook his head: "Don't ask, this matter is not that easy to solve."

Unwilling to give up, he tried again: "I happened to be nearby when the incident happened. I was far away, but I seemed to see a coffin floating in the air."

Master Yan Guang still had a flat expression: "Yes."

Xie Que started to make up: "I seem to have heard about the Black Dragon King? It seems that the villagers near Xiaochegou once worshiped it."

Unexpectedly, there was a blink of thought on the face of the master ancestor, and it seemed to be reminiscing, but his mouth continued to be sloppy: "There are too many dragons in this world, even my secret Bodhisattva Buddha There are several mounts."

Seeing this, Xie Que was even more convinced that Master must know the reason.

However, no matter how Xie Que tried to ask, he was always stopped by Master Yan Guang.

In desperation, he had to give up.

When Xie Que walked out of the Demon Suppression Division, the sky had become brighter.

In addition, it has been a long time since the Son of Heaven was ordained, the common people no longer have to eat only vegetarian meals, and the city is much more lively again.

Xie Que, who wanted to find some way to get rich, also lost his desire after being fed by the master.

He walked to the restaurant opened by He Guangguan with ease. After ordering twenty fried, boiled and roasted whips of various kinds, he also ate a few Linhu eggs as big as fists.

But Xie Que didn't expect that while he was feasting, someone actually sat down in the empty seat in front of him.

Those people were also the same, dressed in dark gray attire, looking extremely smart and capable.

Generally, people dressed like this are almost all warriors.

Xie Que frowned, and the burly man leading the opponent's group also widened his eyes when he looked at the guns on the table.

"Young warriors should be more restrained, otherwise how can they maintain sufficient physical strength and blood?"

The big man opened his mouth, and said to Xie Que in a teaching tone.

"What does it have to do with you?" Xie Que swallowed the food in his mouth and raised his head to look at him.

The big man clicked his tongue, and said in the same tone as before: "Is this the genius that Master Lu said? I didn't expect that he is not only a person who indulges in excesses, but also an arrogant person who doesn't know what respect is."

Xie Que ignored him and just ate his food slowly.

When those people saw this, they also had no good expressions.

But in He Guangguan's territory, they didn't dare to cause trouble.

Seeing that Xie Que didn't care, and even called the waiter to add food, they couldn't hold it in any longer.
The big man in the lead took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "A certain family came from Fengcheng. They heard that the martial arts in Jinmen are strong, so they came to ask a few martial arts schools for advice."

"I didn't expect that these warriors in Jinmen are all consumptive people, and there is no one who can fight."

"On the contrary, the owner Lu of the Heyuan Pavilion can be regarded as a master, but he is too old, and his blood and physique have declined badly."

"It was Master Lu who specifically recommended you to me, saying that your martial arts are unmatched among young masters."

"We have been squatting in front of Zhenmensi's gate for several days and nights, and only this morning did my brothers say that you appeared."

"If you are still considered a warrior, you can finish eating quickly and go to fight with me."

"However, don't use the demon suppressor to oppress us. We are not demons and heretics. We act openly and aboveboard, and we don't fear the majesty of your demon suppressor."

Listening to the crackling words of this big man.

Xie Que raised his head, somewhat puzzled: "Do I know you? Why should I fight with you?"

The big man seemed to be unable to restrain his anger, and the younger brother next to him reminded him again and again, and then he restrained himself and shouted in a low voice: "You ignorant guy, did you eat the stuff in your crotch? "

Xie Que stopped chewing in his mouth.

In the next moment, the big man didn't even know what happened, his face collapsed in an instant, and his whole body flew upside down.

His body knocked down several tables and chairs and hit the wall, leaving a huge bloodstain before stopping.

The back of his head even hit a groove in the wall, and blood continued to flow, and he was completely dizzy.

The shopkeeper behind the counter dressed as a Taoist priest seemed to see someone making trouble and walked out angrily.

Xie Que just slowly took out the cards from his waist, and the shopkeeper smiled instantly.

This hand is not like the previous foreign deacon, the master has replaced it with a more advanced foreign affairs patrol.

"It turned out to be the inspector of Zhenmasi..."

Xie Que wiped his mouth and was not in the mood to eat any more, so he paid the money and went straight out.

The few younger brothers brought by the big man also became stern and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

After all, the big guy said he was weak or not, but at any rate he was only in his 30s and had already reached the pinnacle of a martial arts master.

He was actually slapped by the man in front of him and was sent flying. He didn't even know whether he was alive or dead.

Those people instantly became restless, they ran out after looking at each other.

Kneeling directly in front of Xie Que, he began to say something to please Xie Que.

Xie Que ignored these people and walked towards the market, thinking about which spices to buy.

As he was walking, Xie Que noticed several figures of the Xuanjia army riding tall horses, rushing towards the outside of the city one after another.

Generally speaking, even the Xuanjia army cannot ride horses in the city.

Unless there is something important or information to be passed on.

Xie Que also vaguely heard the words "riverside" and "expedited" from these figures, and his heart instantly felt excited.

He quickly found a corner of the city wall and climbed out, picked up Jinpeng's movement and quickly rushed towards the small car ditch.

When he arrived at the boundary about five miles away from Xiaochegou, Xie Que felt that there seemed to be an invisible bondage that was restricting himself.

But he couldn't tell what kind of restraint it was.

Regardless of qi, blood, gang qi or martial arts will, he can use it normally.

To be more cautious, Xie Que put Wu Chou's face on it, and restrained his breath to the extreme.

Then he slowly rushed towards the river.

But when he reached the boundary of about three li, Xie Que found that this place was already surrounded by the troops of Xuanjia Army.

The positions of these hundreds of warriors seem to form some kind of formation.

And completely collect the energy and blood of their bodies and fuse them into one mass.

Then it was used by several real people who entered the Tao, and wrapped around the body, as if it was magical power.

And there seemed to be some hidden magic circle. If Xie Que hadn't been extremely sensitive to Qi and blood, and could only sense his Yinshen with his martial arts will, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect the abnormality.

Xie Que sensed carefully that the energy and blood power gathered by these hundreds of people was almost catching up with him, reaching the power of more than [-] continents.

However, most of these fighters are just newcomers, and they have not much innate talent.

The grandmaster in this army did not participate in the composition of the formation at all, but stood at the front riding a second-level spirit Linhu.

Seeing this, Xie Que dived into the water and slowly moved forward.

Only half of his head, which was obscured by fallen leaves in the river, was exposed.

Getting closer, Xie Que stimulated his ears vigorously before, and the ears instantly became clear.

"Slowly move forward..."

"Don't alarm those bald thieves..."

"King Ming's soul lock map continues to input living souls, don't stop..."

Xie Que felt awe-inspiring and judged based on what he heard so far.

These Xuanjia soldiers seem to be doing something unfavorable to the Taoist monks by the river.

It's not clear yet.

But if it's just these warriors, I'm afraid one of the real people who is above the triple thunder calamity can wipe them all out.

Is their reliance on the so-called "Ming King Soul Lock Map"?

Xie Que saw the vitality and blood around the real people at the front, and they started talking as if no one else was around:

"His Royal Highness has long been unable to tolerate the big cancer of the secret sect, but he never thought that he would endure it for so long before taking action."

"Great Wisdom Dharma King has been involved. That old guy Yan Guang hasn't noticed it yet. Now that the Living Buddha is not showing up, the rest of the esoteric sect are just big cats and kittens."

"Isn't it rumored that the secret sect produced a holy walker who is the master of secrets? This matter once attracted His Highness's attention."

"He has already cut off his spiritual cultivation and pursued the fourth level of martial arts."

"Holy walker, he will definitely be able to become a spirit general, comparable to the true king of Yangshen."

"He actually abandoned this great road to the sky and pursued the illusory martial arts."

Xie Que had a thought in his mind. He didn't expect that the Holy Walker mentioned by his uncle at the time could actually point directly at the spirit general.

I also know that what they are talking about is Dashun, and I don’t know what is happening to my adoptive father now.

And this general, since he can rival Yangshen?

At that time, I thought that this spirit general was no more than a high-level Daoist.

Xie Que thought of the Luoying Boy who gave him the entry of "martial arts wizard", and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, no wonder even the master was dispatched at that time.

One must know that even real Qi Shan only dispatched a Master Nan Guang.

Having said this, all the real people couldn't help laughing, and one of them continued:
"If you can kill all these real people, it's really... tsk tsk."

"Qianxuan, please don't act recklessly, His Highness has requirements..."

(End of this chapter)