Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 372
In the next few days, Qin Guan practiced even more, and quickly consolidated his cultivation base on the seventh floor.

During meals these few days, Qin Dashou kept talking.

"The old-fashioned demon-killing things are ready, and they say they will leave tomorrow."

"The old Taoist set off with fifty yamen servants to look for the Hanba."

"I heard people say that it seems to have been discovered in Niujiazhuang. It is said that it was in an ancestral grave of the Niu family. The old man wanted to dig up the grave, but the Niu family refused. Broken family feng shui."

Through his father's nagging, Qin Guan was finally informed of the latest developments in this matter.

When having lunch that day, Qin Dashou's face was a bit unsightly, Qin Guan found out and asked, "Father, what's wrong."

"Hey, the old Taoist priest is back, but he was carried back. The yamen servants who went this time killed more than a dozen people. The monster was too powerful. It severely injured the old Taoist priest and alarmed the Hanba. It is difficult to go to Guangling. Alright, Guan'er, should we hide somewhere else?" Qin Dashou said.

Qin Guan was startled, and asked: "How could this happen, what about the old Taoist priest?"

"It's not dead yet, but it's dying, I'm afraid it won't last today, but the old man is also a person who does things, and he still muttered, let's hurry up to invite an expert, or the drought will come out, and the dead will be killed by then." Going all over the world, Guangling will definitely ruin lives." Qin Dashou said worriedly.

Qin Guan frowned, he knew that he couldn't ignore this matter, because it had already involved the safety of his family.

After lunch, Qin Guan came to the county government office. At this time, the old Taoist priest of the Taoist sect was stopped here, waiting to die.

When Qin Guan saw him, he was also taken aback.

The old Taoist's whole body was pitch black, as if he had been baked in an oven, his whole body was mushy, beyond recognition, his original beautiful beard was gone, and his Taoist robe was tattered into a beggar's attire.

Lying on the bed board, the breath is more and more close to the breath, as if it is about to die.

The county magistrate, chief bookkeeper, county lieutenant, and respectable old gentry were all there, all of them frowning, not knowing what to do now.

Qin looked at the old man, and stretched out his hand to hold his pulse. Everyone was taken aback, not knowing what Qin Guan was going to do, and Di Zhixian asked, "Young Master, do you know how to see a doctor?"

Qin Guan shook his head and did not speak, continued to feel his pulse, put down his hands after a while, and helped the old Taoist up, someone just wanted to stop him, but Qin Guan shut his mouth again, Qin Guan straightened the old Taoist, put him in a cross-legged meditation position, from his arms He took out a elixir, stuffed it into his mouth, and slapped it on the back, and the elixir slipped into the Taoist's throat.

"Grumble~"

The old Taoist's stomach roared,
"Puff~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~."

He actually let out a big fart, everyone smelled a stench, covered their noses and ran out of the house, Qin Guan waved his hand, and threw the stench out, immediately the people in the courtyard smelled the stench again, Everyone hides again.

Qin looked at the old Taoist who woke up slowly, and said, "Old Immortal Master, it's getting better."

The old Taoist looked at Qin Guan, and said in a weak voice: "Thank you for your help, fellow daoist. I met fellow daoist before, but I didn't realize that he was a fellow daoist."

"Since the Taoist priest is healed, it's not in vain for me to spend a panacea." Qin Guan said.

The old Taoist sighed, and said: "Although the elixir of fellow Taoist has restored my body, I have been poisoned by the corpse fire of the Hanba, but there is no cure. I have no way to save myself. Five days."

Qin Guan laughed, this old man is so cunning, he still wants to help him detoxify the dead body.

Qin Guandao: "Tell me about that monster."

The old Taoist took a breath and said with difficulty: "We went to Niujia Town the day before yesterday, and I found that the evil spirit was the heaviest there, and I finally confirmed that the Niujia ancestral grave is the place where Hanba hid. The house was considered a good place. But somehow, he turned into a Jedi in the end."

"At first the Niu's family disagreed, but finally the county magistrate ordered it, so the Niu's family was willing to open the grave. At noon yesterday, I wanted to use the time when the Yang Qi was at its heaviest to suppress the Yin Qi, but the moment the museum opened, the monster in the coffin suddenly It broke out and wounded people, killing more than a dozen yamen servants in a row, and finally I fought with him."

"Unexpectedly, after thousands of years, the monster has reached the state of Xuanshi, that is, it has become the commonly known as the flying scorpion. It is not afraid of the sun, and its body is as strong as iron. The magic weapon I brought can't hurt him at all. Fortunately, I had a talisman and I almost surrendered him, but the Hanba spewed out a mouthful of corpse fire, and I was accidentally burned by him and almost died."

"Fortunately, he is not afraid of the sun but he doesn't like the sun. There is no one around, so he went back to the tomb by himself. I think he is still in that ancient tomb now."

After Yuan Tong finished speaking, he looked at Qin Guan and said, "Brother Dao, this monster can't stay. If you give him some time and let him practice to the realm of the corpse, by that time, he can't be destroyed without the power of the golden core. It must be a big trouble for one party."

"Do you still have a spell that can control that demon corpse?" Qin Guan asked.

"There are still some, but they can only be suppressed for a short time, but they can't be controlled." Yuan Tong said.

"It's good to suppress it for a while, just give it to me."

Yuan Tong's eyes widened. Those talismans were all made by him with great difficulty. This man wanted it, but he should have given it to him after he saved him.

In my dharma pocket.

Qin Guan was also polite, picked up Yuan Tong's pocket, and grabbed a handful of talisman seals from it, Yuan Tong's distressed face twitched, Qin Guan asked him how to use it, and the old man explained one by one, Qin Guan had mastered these symbol.

Qin Guan took out another detoxification pill, fed it into Dao Yuantong's mouth, poured some water from the water hyacinth in a bowl, and fed it to Yuantong to drink.

After drinking this bowl of water, Yuan Tong felt as if he was drinking the spiritual liquid of a wonderful spring. His body, which seemed to have been dried out, was greatly nourished, and his whole body seemed to have recovered, not as if he was just dying.

Yuan Tong knew that he couldn't die, and he was overjoyed, "Thank you, Brother Dao, I haven't asked Brother Dao for his name, what sect is he?"

"Shushan Sword Sect, Qin Guan."

After Qin Guan finished speaking, he went out of the room directly.

Yuan Tong looked at Qin Guan's back in a daze, and murmured, "I didn't expect that he was a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect. The disciples of the Dapai are rich. No wonder they can take out two top-quality pills to treat their injuries." Woolen cloth."

After Qin Guan left, the magistrate felt that the smell was gone, so he brought people in, but found that the old Taoist priest was very energetic, not like he was about to die before. Everyone was surprised and happy, and the magistrate asked: "Master Taoist, Hello."

The old man shook his head, "It's just that he can't die, and it will take some time to recover."

"Oh, what about the Hanba? Didn't you say that if the evil spirit is not eliminated in time, it will cause harm to the world?"

The old Taoist said: "There is no need to be an old Taoist anymore, there are experts to deal with that beast."

(End of this chapter)