Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 209
Looking at the copper figure puppet who spoke suddenly, the bamboo man said in horror: "Bai, the white bottle contains antidote, open the bottle, put it in your nose and smell it, and you will wake up immediately. "

Zhuo Jianxian pinched the bamboo pole man's neck and found eight silver notes with a face value of 1000 taels, two bottles of Huiyuan pill, and one bottle of Sanyang pill.

Including the bald man and the one-eyed man, a total of 7000 taels of silver notes, six bottles of Huiyuan Dan and four bottles of Sanyang Dan were found.

"Hehe, this is a small windfall for us." Han Yi stood up stiffly.

Zhuo Jianxian gave this guy a blank look, this lazy guy is still the same, as long as the two of them are together, he will be lazy if he can.

Throwing the bamboo pole man's body into the bushes, Zhuo Jianxian came to Xu Changsheng, squatted down, uncorked the bottle, and put the mouth of the bottle on the opposite side.

Quasi-Xu Changsheng's nose.

"Ha Qiu~!"

Xu Changsheng sneezed, and a carp sat up straight, retching.

Does this thing stink?

Zhuo Jianxian glanced at the white porcelain bottle in his hand, put the lid on and handed it to Xu Changsheng, and told him how to use it.

"Master, fortunately, you are here."

Xu Changsheng glanced at the corpse of the man with a bamboo pole not far away, feeling lingering fear in his heart. If there is no Master this time, they will surely die.

"Go and save people."

Zhuo Jianxian returned to his original position and stood still, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

The others woke up with retching one by one, looked at the bamboo pole man's body, and were terrified.

"Changsheng, let's not go too deep next time." A young woman was terrified. Human traffickers have no moral bottom line. Once a woman falls into their hands, she will be humiliated.

"Yeah, I'd rather earn less contributions and rewards than run into these insidious human traffickers." A young man echoed.Although the government and the demon-killing guards expressly prohibit human trafficking with yin bone creatures, once captured, they will be killed on the spot.However, driven by huge interests, human traffickers still emerge in endlessly.

Ordinary people are one or twelve.

A master of the rivers and lakes is 100 taels.

A third-rate master is 500 taels.

Ordinary second-rate masters cost 5000 taels each.

A top second-rate expert is 1 taels.

Ordinary first-class masters cost 3 taels each.

A top first-class expert is 5 taels.

Practitioners are more expensive, starting at a minimum of 10 taels.

Clearly mark the price, pay with one hand, and deliver with one hand.

This human trading transaction initiated by Yin bone creatures has a history of 200 years.

The Demon Killing Guards of Lijiang County can only catch and kill one by one, and cannot destroy them at all.

A group of people picked up the loot, didn't dare to stay for long, and went straight home.

Now, Yinbone Mountain has joined the Red Lotus Army. In the past, the Yinbone creatures around Yinbone Mountain were definitely not so active.Only those desperadoes who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth dare to stay here.

Probe, Yin Bone Mountain is probing.

In other words, it is stuck in the arrangement.

And it's still conspiracy.

For the safety of the urban residents, once the problem on Yingu Mountain is noticed, the county lord must send troops to take precautions.

This is a dilemma.

Once too many troops are deployed to the Yinbone Mountain.The county will be in danger, and there is a possibility that the Red Lotus Army will steal the camp.

But if there are fewer troops coming and they can't stop the infiltration of Yinbone Mountain creatures, then ordinary people will suffer.

Han Yi and Zhuo Jianxian saw it very clearly.

If there is no high-level combat power to suppress Yingu Mountain, even if the county can hold the first day of junior high school, it will not be able to hold the fifteenth day.

After Yan Ping's Yin spirit left the county seat, he flew to the outskirts of Yingu Mountain not long after.

He was flying high in the sky, overlooking the entire Yinbone Mountain.

Yin air is like fog, covering the mountain, high above the sky, there are four huge gray clouds rotating, the cold wind howling in the mountains and forests, and countless yin bone creatures are moving on the ground.

Yan Ping focused on the four gray clouds that took up half of the sky.

Yin and Yang are reversed, and the four elephants protect the mountain.

Being able to set up this formation, it seems that it is not easy with the Yinbone Demon King of Yinbone Mountain, at least he is a genius in the formation.

The Yin Bone Demon King hides at the bottom of the Yin Bone Mountain to practice during the day, and will only show up at night to attract the moonlight to practice. It does not mean that Yan Ping, the Yin God body, cannot catch the Yin Bone Demon King during the day.

Rather, if he wanted to find out the Yinbone Demon King, he would have to split the Yingu Mountain, which would inevitably hurt the root of the Yingu Mountain. The root of a big mountain is responsible for gathering the mountain, water, and luck of a mountain, and regulating the aura and yin energy in the mountain.

Once the root of the mountain is broken, the yin qi accumulated in the Yingu Mountain for more than 200 years will not be controlled. If it bursts out in an instant, it will be difficult to eradicate it with his current cultivation. He will be fine, but at that time, the unlucky one will be Lijiang County of the people.

So I can only wait until the night falls.

Hey, Yan Ping was condescending and saw a few figures running in the mountains and forests.

In one of the youths, he sensed a familiar blood.

It seems to be an old friend.

Yan Ping twisted his hands, and a wisp of breath flew from the young man and landed on his fingertips.

Backtracking Dafa.

Scenes of scenes reverse rapidly, youths become teenagers, and teenagers become children.

Behind the thatched hut, a little boy was sitting on the ground crying. There was a small hole in the ground in front of him, and there were more than a dozen lumps of yellow mud lying in the hole.

The little boy's hands were dirty and covered with mud, and his crying shoulders shrugged.

"My child, why are you crying?"

The little boy said with red eyes: "It's raining heavily, and all my clay puppets were soaked to death."

"Fairy?"

"They are all immortals."

"Of course they are all sword celestial beings. Among the stories grandpa told, sword celestial beings are the most powerful. Flying swords will kill a lot of those villains and monsters."

The little boy made flying sword gestures quickly with his small hands, and began to shed tears as he gestured.

It turned out to be the little iron egg that Yuzuishan met back then.

I haven't seen it for more than ten years, and I never thought it would be this big.

Yan Ping didn't go down to see the former Tie Dan. After watching them leave safely, he found a high place to sit down and waited for the dark.

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high, there are grave mounds all around, some green will-o'-the-wisps are lit, the wind is howling, and there are a few beast roars from time to time in the mountains and forests, which is really a bit scary.

With the help of the faint moonlight, Yan Ping found several corpses lying on the woodland not far away.

The corpses had thick black hair and blue-faced fangs. They were three zombies that had already died, and they were the hairy zombies among the high-level zombies.

Zombies are divided into ten grades from low to high, purple zombie, white zombie, green zombie, hairy zombie, flying hairy zombie, flying red zombie, flying purple zombie, dry mango, silver-haired dog, and golden-haired dog.

**** Black hair grows on the body, and the famous copper-skinned iron bones, the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the body.

Moreover, he moves swiftly, leaps from house to tree, jumps vertically like flying, is not afraid of ordinary fire, and is not afraid of sunlight. He is a veritable king of zombies on the ground, and it is difficult for ordinary Taoists to deal with.

However, at this time, the three hairs on the ground became stiff, their hearts were all pierced, and the corpse energy in their bodies dissipated, becoming three real rotting corpses.

Looking at the wound, it should be injured by a very powerful magic weapon.

Sure enough, not far from the corpse, Yan Ping found a damaged mahogany sword, and blood was still scattered on the ground around it. The blood was red, and it was human blood.

In the Yingu Mountain under the dark night, there are still some tall people?

Yan Ping followed the blood on the ground and ran all the way. After running 500 meters, Yan Ping finally saw a person.

I saw this man huddled in a bush, like an ostrich, with his whole head buried in the ground.

How funny to look.

popularity.

At this time and place, who would have the guts to come to Yingu Mountain.

Jiang Lei quickly pulled his head out of the hole on the ground, waved at Yan Ping continuously, and said through voice transmission while gesturing: "Friend Daoist, quickly restrain your body's anger, switch from external breathing to internal breathing, there is a flying apsaras around here Stiff."

Feitian Maozhu generally has the strength of a third-tier demon king.

This person's cultivation base is only at the peak of the Golden Core level, no wonder he wants to hide.

Just when Yan Ping wanted to restrain his breath, a black shadow flew over from the distant mountains and forests.

That's right, it's flying.

This millennium zombie is a well-cultivated Flying Hairy Zombie, with blue-faced fangs, and a foot-long black hair covering its body. Its skinny hands have blood-red nails, which are long and sharp, and the ends are terrifying.

Flying Maozhi does not mean that it can really fly into the sky and escape from the ground, but that it has the ability to fly.

Zombies who have evolved to this stage of practice have fully recovered their intelligence. Not only are they as strong as a bear, but they can also cultivate by absorbing moonlight or the yin energy of the earth just like non-human species.

Flying Maozhu descended from the sky, covered with thick black hair, blending into the night, Yan Ping could only see a pair of red eyes full of raging and murderous aura.

fast!
Fei Tian Mao Zong's speed is very fast, worthy of the name of Fei Tian, ​​comparable to the speed of sword escape of sword cultivators of the same level.

Corpse aura surging, murderous aura overwhelming!
For the first time, Jiang Lei really felt the breath of death!
The moment Fei Tian Mao Jiang's blood-red pointed long nails appeared in front of his eyes.

Jiang Lei didn't have time to fight back, his survival instinct made his body fall backwards quickly.

puff!

Five or six drops of blood splashed out!

Although he narrowly escaped Fei Tian Mao Zong's claws, Fei Tian Mao Zong's long, sharp blood-colored nails still cut through Jiang Lei's skin. A tiny wound appeared on Jiang Lei's neck, and a Fine blood lines.

Fei Tianmao froze.

He never expected that the human being in front of him escaped his killing blow!
You know, he is Flying Mao Zong, an existence with both strength and speed, and he is still playing sneak attack, but the human in front of him actually dodged it!
Taking advantage of the moment when Fei Tian Mao Zong was in a daze, Jiang Lei stepped on his foot and turned around, turned behind Fei Tian Mao Zang, with his feet a little bit, his figure floated towards Yan Ping.

"Fellow Daoist, hurry up, we may still survive together."

Jiang Lei said while turning his right hand, a stack of talismans appeared, aimed directly at Feitian Maozhu, and sprinkled them out.

boom!
Hundreds of flame talismans flew out, passed through a space of more than ten meters in an instant, and bombarded Fei Tian Mao Zong.

There was an explosion, and the flames shot into the sky, and Feitian Maozhu was directly thrown over 20 meters horizontally by the power of the explosion of the talisman.

Fei Tianmao, who was hit by hundreds of flame talismans, froze and was unharmed.

At his level of cultivation, he is not afraid of the sun, not afraid of ordinary fire, and his body is almost not afraid of any physical attack. The power of the flame talisman explosion is all blocked by the corpse on the surface of his body. Of course, his head is still shocked. , lying on the ground in a daze.

Jiang Lei knew that Fei Tian Mao was so stiff that he couldn't compete with him now.

After knocking Flying Sky Mao Zong into the air, Jiang Lei rushed to Yan Ping, lifted him up, and waved his hand, a two-winged tiger appeared, Jiang Lei lifted Yan Ping, and flew onto the back of the two-winged tiger.

"Go, Xiao Huang, get out of here quickly."

After hearing the order, Xiao Huang ran wildly with both feet, turning into a flash of yellow lightning and rushing out.

"roar~"

After reacting, Fei Tian Mao Zong roared angrily, clapped his palms, his body bounced off the ground, turned into a black lightning bolt, and chased after him.

Fei Tian Mao Zang's flying speed is fast, but it is far inferior to Xiao Huang's. In ten seconds, Xiao Huang left Fei Tian Mao Zang far behind.

Jiang Lei weakly lay on Xiao Huang's back, and said: "Don't run up the mountain, go down the mountain from here, out of this graveyard, Fei Tian Mao Zong will not dare to chase after him."

Xiao Huang ran down the graveyard in the direction directed by his master.

After a stick of incense.

The two and one tiger finally left the boundary of the graveyard safely.

Not long after he stopped to rest, Feitian Maozhi appeared.

There seemed to be some magic circle around the grave, he didn't dare to step out, but just looked at the two from a distance.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared closely at Jiang Lei, and said with a strange smile: "Jie Jie Jie, I just said, how could you escape my attack, it turns out that you are the same person who killed me 300 years ago! A family of Taoist priests trapped in this cemetery come from Qingling Temple, what a pity, what a pity..."

"What a pity?" Jiang Lei said coldly.

"Unfortunately, our great king has formed an alliance with Taoist Honglian. Taoist Honglian is also a person who is proficient in formations, and his talent is even higher than that of the king. It will not take long for them to join forces to break the formation around this grave."

"Hahaha, we can get out of this damn place soon."

"Hahaha, Daoist Qingling, you have trapped me and waited for 300 years, wasted my time of waiting for 300 years, after we go out, I will wait for the Feizomb Clan to wash the world with blood, kill, kill, kill all the people in the world..."

It turned out that the Yinbone Demon King belonged to the Flying Mao Zong clan, and was trapped here by the Qingling Daoist from the Qingling Temple.

Yan Ping glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him.

This Taoist was actually from Qingling Temple.

The Great Zhou worshiped Taoism, and the Qingling Taoist Temple was the national view of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and all Qingling Taoists in the past were the national teachers of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Here, Fei Tian Mao Zong finished speaking, took a deep look at Jiang Lei, and left with a big smile.

Realizing something, Jiang Lei's already pale face instantly turned even paler.

"Friend Daoist, what's the matter with you?"

Yan Ping asked curiously.

Jiang Lei reached out and wiped the black blood on his neck, and sighed, "This fellow Taoist, this Flying Hairy Zombie is not an ordinary zombie. It doesn't need to be bitten at all. Being scratched by it can poison people and turn them into a zombie within three days." .”

Jiang Lei raised his head with a wry smile and said, "Fellow Daoist, I was really tricked by you this time. It's dark night, why did you come here when you have nothing to do? If it wasn't for reminding you, I wouldn't have exposed it, just I can't be hurt by Feitian Maozhu, hey, maybe this is fate!"

Yan Ping touched his nose in embarrassment, he didn't expect this to happen.

"Fellow Daoist, do me a favor, kill me!"

Jiang Lei suddenly said, Fei Tian Mao Zombie's corpse poison has entered his body, if there is no way to deal with it, Zhang Long will be forced to become an unconscious zombie in three days, a zombie controlled by Fei Tian Mao Zombie.

Unconscious, controlled, Jiang Lei shudders just thinking about that scene.

He didn't want to be a walking dead.

Yan Ping thought for a while, and said: "If you are poisoned by a corpse, do you just need to pull out the fangs of the zombie, grind them into powder, make a medicinal soup and drink it, and fight the poison with the poison to heal?"

Jiang Lei shook his head and said: "No, this method is only suitable for middle and low-level zombies such as purple zombies, white zombies, and green zombies, and high-level zombies above hairy zombies. There is only one way to get rid of the corpse poison."

Yan Ping asked: "What method?"

Jiang Lei said: "Blood in my heart."

"Only by killing a Flying Hairy Zombie of the same level, digging out its heart, refining the blood of its heart, and consuming it, can the corpse poison be completely removed!"

"Okay, you wait, I'll go back as soon as I go."

(End of this chapter)