I was just solving crimes, how could I become an immortal?

Chapter 106 Dao Sect Corpse Puppet
  In Shangjiang City, there has been a lot of noise recently.

The departure of the Jinwu Guards made the city defense extremely empty, and some usually fearless bandits began to jump around.

But just as Cao An guessed, this was a little ploy by the Sanfa Division to boost performance at the end of the year. By eliminating these thieves, the ancestor worship ceremony in the spring of next year will be easier.

However, Pang Shi from the Imperial City Division couldn't laugh.

Seven whole days have passed, and except for a group of small thieves, not a single big fish has been caught?
  The black hand hiding in the dark was trying every means to send Cao An away, but now that Cao An has left, there is no sign of any action!

Or is it that the other party has already made a move, but I just can't see it?
  The more Pang Shi thought about it, the more he couldn't sit still. He got up and went to the Tsing Yi Department, where he met Zhu Xian with a frown on his face.

He quickly went up to say hello. He now wanted to know something about Cao An's progress in Beiyan.

"There is indeed progress. Cao An found out that a county magistrate of Beiyan was killed and replaced."

"Oh? Really?" Pang Shi felt very excited. At least he had some good news and could report it to the court.

It's a pity that Zhu Xian just wants to show off now. .

"Now, this is the news that Cao An just responded to from Feiying, but I don't know how to write a memorial anymore."

"What's so difficult about writing a memorial? How about I help you with the details?"

"Thank you Pang Duzhi. I've given this message to you. You can just write it and send it to the court."

With lightning speed, Zhu Xian thrust the newly received letter into Pang Shi's hand, as if it would explode if left for one second longer.

This is just a memorial, how difficult can it be?

Ponzi opened the letter.

[Last night, three groups of robbers pretending to be county magistrates were captured in Tianshan County. 】

[The first group of robbers: the monkey demon, has committed suicide by taking poison. 】

[The second group of robbers: Thief, you smashed one of my decrees and ran away. 】

[As for the third group of robbers: They were a group of snowmen. They were not sent back because they were worried that they would melt on the way to Beijing. 】

Pangshi:......

"Otherwise, we won't start this matter?"

"I think so."

The summons was the same as what was not said. Those who didn't know it thought Cao An had killed the county magistrate and seized power.

Let's wait until he comes back.

……

At the foot of the Holy Mountain, Cao An led a group of experts from the Tsing Yi Department to the cave again.

After two days of excavation, Jinwuwei finally opened the entrance again conscientiously.

However, looking at their posture, they were still immersed in the work of searching for monsters, so Cao An did not interrupt them. After exchanging words with Colonel Shi, he headed towards the depths of the cave.

Because this expedition involves mountain climbing, Ma Lao's carriage is naturally not suitable, so he just stayed behind to guard the magistrate of Tianshan County.

Don't get me wrong, he was not appointed by the imperial court, but was asked by Snowman to stay and replace him.

There is no need to eat, no pay, just take a sip of the northwest wind when you are tired, and you can work diligently all day long. It is simply a perfect worker, much easier to use than a real county magistrate.

snowman:? ? ?
  After passing through the cave and arriving at the agreed-upon meeting point, the tinder glowed slightly with its demonic aura, and the snowmen jumped out of the snow one after another. They were waiting for them on the mountainside outside the entrance of the cave.

The big one is 7 feet tall, and the small one is only 1 foot. They have all kinds of strange shapes, but they all have the same body of snow. Cao An doesn't believe it when you say they were born from the same mother Xue.

The snowmen on the opposite side also don't believe it now.

"Dare I ask this big demon, you said you would help us retake our homeland, are these the only helpers?"

A snowman with a few strands of ice on his round face looked like the elder of this group of snowmen. At this moment, he was representing him and was communicating with Cao An and the others.

But in the eyes of the snow people, the enemies were huge and numerous, far beyond what these human reinforcements with small arms and legs could resist.

Ying Huorong turned his head and glanced, nodded: "With us here, it's enough."

Yes, that's enough.

Ying Huorong himself is in the fourth level. Even if he is in trouble, he still has the help of the Red Fox Demon King, who is very powerful.

In addition, the Twelve Chaos led by Pan Daxi and the Eighteen Monks led by Sanyang can kill a group of little monsters. Isn't it easy to capture them?

Hearing that Ying Huorong was so confident, the snowmen didn't waste any time and glided in front of everyone, guiding them and informing them of the specific situation.

Snow people have lived on the holy mountain for generations, but very few people can climb to the top because there is a natural snow formation in this place.

After passing through the cave, they saw a spiraling upward road. Generally speaking, any mountaineer would choose the road first, and only choose to climb when there is no way.

But unfortunately, if you choose to walk, you are already trapped in the maze and ready to go home.

The snowmen took Cao An and the others and started climbing directly up the mountain. The snowmen jumped up and down the steep cliff. There were very few places to step down along the way. Those with poor light skills would not even have a place to borrow strength for fear of death.

Moreover, this climb requires following a weird route so as not to trigger the maze.

"It doesn't feel like it was formed naturally." Pan Daxi observed the terrain while climbing. If it were a natural magic circle, it would be difficult to create such a scheming arrangement.

Cao An was surprised: "You also know the battle method very well?"

"Haha, it's not that I understand it, it's just that this place looks very much like the handiwork of a Taoist sect."

Everyone crawled for four hours at a stretch. Cao An also relied on the blessing of the water embroidery pattern to barely break through the illusion formation.

Landing on a platform, Pan Daxi looked down, stretched out his hand as if to measure the person, and then said decisively: "This must be the Taoist formation, but it is more powerful with the help of the mountain." .”

How many gestures can you see through? You also said you don’t understand formations?
  Feeling Cao An's gaze, Pan Daxi smiled honestly: "I only have a superficial understanding of the secrets of Taoism."

Ten years ago, the Taoist sect had a very high status in the Daxing Dynasty. Perhaps Pan Daxi had seen some Taoist sect secret techniques at that time.

"But with such a large formation guarding you, how could you still be captured?" Cao An looked at the snowmen strangely.

The snowmen shook their heads: "We don't know either, but those monsters have appeared several times before, and they were beaten away by mother every time."

"What about this time?"

"This time, my mother was sick and couldn't exert her strength, so the monster succeeded. Mother asked us to run out of the Holy Mountain. She will find a way to deal with the enemy, but don't let people from the Daxing Dynasty go up." It seems that A sick snowman mother failed to deal with the enemy and was still besieged by the enemy.

But looking at the expressions of these snowmen, there must be some connection between the two. The snowman's mother is probably not dead, but the situation is unknown now.

Just as he was thinking about it, several white shadows suddenly fell down in front of his eyes, setting off bursts of snowflakes.

Everyone hurriedly alerted, and sure enough they saw the bird monster the snowman mentioned.

He is one foot tall, covered with snow-white feathers, and has a foot-long sharp beak in his mouth. He looks very weird.
  But calling it a strange bird is still exalting it.

This monster's limbs are all in the shape of chicken claws. It does not fly at all, but uses its claws to hook onto the rock mass to climb.

"A bird without wings? What a disgusting alien species." Ying Huorong, who loved roasting wings next to him, couldn't help but curse.

And these alien birds are obviously not highly intelligent.

He made a cooing sound from his mouth, tilted his head in a twisted manner, and looked at them repeatedly with his eyes as big as mung beans, feeling as if he was confirming their identity.

Finally, there was another burst of cooing, and it seemed that it was an enemy. It opened its beak, and a...

boom!
  A fist hit the head of the strange bird, sending the leading one flying off the platform. It flapped its wingless claws twice and fell off the cliff in a daze.

Everything you do is so clean and neat, Sanyang, you still say you are a compassionate Buddha?
  "My Buddha is merciful. As a bird, if you can't even fly, you deserve to fall to death. A poor monk is not responsible for salvation."

Good, and for very good reason.

Ga! !

The strange birds were attacked, and they made sharp and piercing cries, kicked their hind paws, and rushed toward them ferociously.

Naturally, everyone was not to be outdone.

Cao An's debut performance last time was interrupted by the imperial decree. This time it's a group of strange birds, so it'll be fine.

The Qiushui sword technique has a deeper artistic conception in this cold and freezing place. With the blessing of the water embroidered pattern, Cao An's [Ten Thousand Waves of Strength] sword sweeps away like a stormy wave.

The one-foot-long sword was cut down before the strange bird could pounce, and it was ripped open and split into two halves.

A few more climbed up the mountain wall and swooped down, trying to sneak up on Cao An.

But seeing the sword in his hand still glowing, he twisted his wrist and raised it upwards.

The sword was very light, but the power of the sword was very heavy. [Wanchao Jin] exploded directly this time, and the sword light turned into blue waves and surged into the sky. The three strange birds only had time to let out a mournful cry before they were chopped down at the same time.

This so-called monster army has this little strength?

"No, no, no, there are more behind, be careful." The snowmen shouted excitedly behind them.

As soon as they finished speaking, the terrifying cold air came straight towards them.

Cao An's heart trembled, and he quickly turned around and retreated, blocking the Hundred Water Sword in front of his chest. He only heard 'Bang! ' With a sound, the person was knocked back two steps, but he didn't suffer much damage.

But the blade that was hit was quickly stained with a layer of ice, and it was spreading along the handle towards his hand.

On the back of the hand, the water embroidery pattern shimmered again, and the body-protecting Qi circulated autonomously, instantly dissipating the cold air and saving Cao An from the danger of frostbite.

The fourth-grade treasure is indeed extraordinary. It is really amazing to be able to automatically protect it from such a strange sneak attack.

However, the attack was blocked, and our own offensive was forced to stop. New enemies appeared in front of us. These were not the stupid birds just now, but a group of humanoid monsters.

He was tall with a haggard face, wearing a set of cold iron armor and holding an ice crystal sword in his hand.

On the pale face, a pair of strange blue eyes stared at everyone, as if they were seeing food, and roared like a beast.

"These are... strange ghosts?" Cao An seems to have heard of these things. Every time winter comes, they will appear. Is there one in this place?
  Before Cao An could finish his analysis, these strange ghosts touched the ice sword with their right hand, and pale ice flames instantly ignited in their palms.

Then he pushed outwards uniformly, and several ice waves of cold air surged toward them, which was exactly the move he used to sneak attack Cao An just now.

When Sanyang saw it, he shouted loudly: "This is a Taoist technique! Be careful not to be hit directly. The ice flames will penetrate the body's protective energy."

"What? A strange ghost who knows Taoism?" Cao An was shocked. Have all ghosts started to practice Taoism now?
  "Wow! Run quickly! These monsters are invulnerable and powerful, and they can also release powerful ice flames. If they get hit, they will be dead!" The snowmen behind him were now in a mess.

This was how they were attacked in the first place. Dozens of snowmen rushed towards them, but not enough to kill a single white walker.

Who knows 'Bang bang bang! With a few sounds of ', Pan Daxi arrived first, swinging the thick golden chains in his hands wildly, and actually formed a wall of chains in front of everyone, perfectly blocking all the ice flames.

Then the corner of his mouth suddenly showed the same bloodthirsty sneer he had when Sanyang was violent: "I didn't expect to see Daoist corpse puppets on this cold day. I really came at the right time this time."

Come on...right?

Cao An took half a step back slightly. He was so happy to meet the enemy. The Tsing Yi Department was indeed not a normal place.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Monk Sanyang: You kid, you won't rush out and go crazy too, right?
  Sanyang understood Cao An's meaning, clasped his palms together and said a Buddhist doctrine, with a warm smile on his face: "The poor monk has always been kind, how could he go crazy? It's just that the person who controls the corpse puppet will have a hard time. "

The person who controls the corpse puppet?
  Cao An was about to continue asking, but Sanyang had already rushed out.

The thick golden chain in his hand opened and closed, like a golden storm sweeping the entire place.

What invulnerable armor? After being hit, the breastplate shattered on the spot and flew five meters away. The ice flame that was said to freeze everything also disappeared without a trace the moment it touched the golden chain.

With this fighting method, Sanyang alone was enough to deal with hundreds of corpse puppets.

"Is Sanyang so powerful?"

"Of course, the chain in his hand is the nemesis of Taoism, so it's natural. Oh? The real master is here."

After the words fell, everyone raised their heads and looked into the distance.

I saw an old man with an immortal spirit, wearing a Taoist robe and flying a flying sword in the air.

With just a tap of his fingers, the corpse puppets and strange birds that were so ferocious just now all froze, like pets, and obediently returned behind him.

The old man flicked his fly whisk, made a Taoist salute, and asked with a kind face: "Everyone, why do you come to the top of this mountain to fight against this poor Taoist's little demon?"

The real master appeared, and he could tell by his appearance that he was an old Taoist priest. Cao An also waved his hand and temporarily stopped the fighting.

He took a step forward and responded: "I am the Northern Yan imperial envoy appointed by the Daxing Dynasty. I heard that there are monsters causing trouble in this mountain. We are here to kill the monsters and eliminate them."

"Haha! Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I heard that there are monsters in the mountain, so I came to surrender. Please come with me."

The old Taoist priest laughed and put away his sword, made an invitation gesture, and headed towards the top of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)