The Immortal Taoist Priest in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 293 Demon King

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Late at night, the stars and the moon shine together, and the pale red moon looks particularly magical. To people in this world, this is just an ordinary night.

A platform has now been built in the city's Taihang Hall. It may have been late at night, but the place was deserted, and everyone went home to rest.

Han Bing was walking on a deserted street. From time to time, eyes peeked from the buildings. When he saw it was Han Bing, he looked away.

Soon, I came to a single-family villa in front of me. Owning such a villa in Taihang, where land is extremely expensive, is enough to show how high one's status is.

There were secret whistles and salutes everywhere along the road. Han Bing nodded slightly. He was used to this kind of treatment. What he wanted was a higher status.

Now everyone knows that Jiang Che is the future city lord. Jiang Che has cultivation and means, but he is just the right-hand man of the future city lord.

But is he really satisfied with this treatment?

Han Bing opened the door to his home. Suddenly, his expression changed, his footsteps were silent, and he looked around.

Someone has obviously been in this room.

Even the burning lamp inside was still on. This outsider was a little too brave.

Whoosh!

Han Bing jumped into it from the open window.

Seeing the people sitting over there, I couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Bai Canghai! You are so brave! You dare to come here alone, aren't you afraid that I will call someone?" Han Bing scolded.

The person who came was none other than Bai Canghai, the leader of the Japanese religion.

"Is this what you call an internal response?" Suddenly, a dull and hoarse voice sounded.

Bai Canghai's clothes were seen squirming, as if a tumor moved from his back to his chest.

Click!

The clothes were torn open, revealing a hideous and terrifying face covered with veins.

A sinister and evil aura hit his face.

Han Bing was stunned on the spot and didn't know what to say. The scene in front of him was too weird, a bit close to a myth.

"Han Bing, why don't you worship the Corpse King?" Bai Canghai held back the pain and spoke in a low voice.

Only then did Han Bing realize that this was the legendary Corpse King. This was the first time he had seen the Corpse King in this form.

"Han Bing, pay your respects to the Corpse King!"

Han Bing knelt down half-kneeling, with a respectful expression, even a hint of flattery.

"Excuse me, Bai Canghai, is this what you call an internal agent? Not bad." The corpse king's voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes turned to Han Bing, "How many people can you instigate rebellion tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" Han Bing looked confused, "The situation is urgent. I can instigate up to three hundred direct descendants to rebel, or deceive the city gates to open at most."

Mainly because I was too hasty.

Instigating rebellion does not mean that as long as you speak out, people will follow you. It means doing a lot of preparation work in advance, opening up all the joints, and determining the interests of all parties.

If you don't have enough confidence, how can someone work for you?

Han Bing also has many supporters, but if he tells them that he will rebel tomorrow, I am afraid that these supporters will also have to think about it, and the risk of leaks will greatly increase.

"Not enough, I need more people, Bai Canghai!"

"Yes!" Bai Canghai stood up and kicked the stall away.

Wow!

The colorful lights and shadows almost blinded Han Bing. After a closer look, these lights were emitted by various strange weapons.

There are treasure wheels, jade seals, spears, broadswords, axes...

"This is a magic weapon? One, two, three... thirteen magic weapons?" Han Bing was going crazy. There were actually thirteen magic weapons.

At this moment, Han Bing finally understood.

It turns out that this guy has this support. He originally thought that the corpse king came in person, which was the confidence of Bai Canghai. However, he knew the defense capabilities of Taihang City and knew that it would be difficult for the corpse king to destroy Taihang alone, so he seemed to be in such a dilemma.

It's different now. With the magic weapon, he can even challenge Master Tianxiang alone. If he uses it for a sneak attack, no one can stop him. Bai Canghai can even kill the master easily.

If the original winning rate was 40%, now it is 80%, no, 100%. This is the confidence that the magic weapon brings to them. Lord Xu Xuanzhen created a glorious era with thirteen magical weapons. Now that they also have magical weapons, why can't they create another glorious era?

"He's Bi and the Jingxie Thunder Thorn can be given to you. The He's Bi can increase your strength to the celestial phenomena. With the thunder thorns, you are equivalent to a master at the peak of the celestial phenomena. There are still five hours before the start of the festival. How sure are you? How many people were instigated to rebel?"

"There are many people." Han Bing said firmly, "I will not let you down."

"Very good, let's talk about the conditions. I support you as the city lord, allow Taihang to expand to new cities, and give you a certain number of city lords, but I have a condition." The corpse king's voice was like a devil, Tempting Han Bing to fall.

"Sir, please speak!"

"After the city is broken, I want two million blood meals."

Han Bing gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, but I have to select some people to avoid becoming blood eaters."

"This is natural." At this time, the Corpse King spit out a bright red tentacle with barbs, and slowly stretched it towards Han Bing, "Come, let me see your loyalty."

"Yes!!" Han Bing thought to himself, this was a sign of surrender, so he endured the severe pain and let the tentacles plant mysterious power in his body.

"Go!"

"My subordinates resign!" Han Bing changed his title, then picked up the magic weapon and left.

Two million people...are too many, but not too many.

But as the price for the rise of the human race, he felt it was bearable.

Common people are equivalent to unnecessary branches, and aristocratic families are the main branches. If the branches are weakened and the main branch is strengthened, this deal is still a good deal.

One day in the future, I might not be able to stand up and become the master.

"Whether future generations curse or understand, I, Han Bing, will bear the responsibility."

For both Han Bing and Jiang Che, strength is not the only reason why Jiang Che was elected. The most important reason is philosophy.

Han Bing's philosophy is to develop a large family and expand the power of the family, so that a powerful force can be formed to fight against demons.

Jiang Che, on the contrary, advocated weakening the powerful clans and giving benefits to common people for common development. This idea coincided with Lu Daoji, so he could become the heir.

Knowing that he was impossible, Han Bing angrily took refuge in Bai Canghai. He also represented the will of some aristocratic families.

Late at night, Han Bing quietly visited the heads of major families. Because he was usually responsible for security, he easily bypassed security surveillance.

After showing off the magic weapon he had obtained, he quickly gained the support of most of the aristocratic families, and the relevant core brought them to the villa and accepted the control of the Corpse King.

In the villa, the Corpse King was in high spirits.

"Two million people. These two million people will definitely allow me to break through the transformation. Then I will be the king of the world, haha."

There is a large army outside, and there is an internal response within.

There are also slaves holding magic weapons. How can this war not be successful?

Soon, the sky was getting brighter.

The weather is surprisingly good today. The streets are very lively early in the morning, with people coming and going. The vendors are shouting even harder, and the water that has been left on the ground all year round has disappeared.

In front of the inn, Xu Xuan, Li Yang, and Yuan Xian were waiting, and the others came one after another.

They have all been disguised and do not show their original appearance.

"Reply to the Taoist Master, there has been no news about the Japanese religion recently. He must have gone into hibernation."

"Indeed, it may be here, go to the main hall."

Xu Xuan blended into the crowd.

He wanted to see how the current descendants were doing. If they were all crooked melons and cracked dates, he might as well destroy them all.

Coming to the large square that can accommodate 200,000 people, gongs and drums were played, dragons and lions were danced, and the whole city was filled with excitement and joy.

"Hey, that's a lot of demonic energy, at least it's at the level of someone who has just entered the golden elixir."

Xu Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked in a certain direction.

(End of this chapter)