Demonic World: I Pay to Win in Cultivation

At noon, the sky was cloudy and rainy.

On this rainy day at lunchtime, only a few pedestrians can be seen on the streets of Tongqufang.

The eaves of restaurants and restaurants are mostly wide, so that their windows can be opened wide, so that leisurely guests can enjoy the rain by the window without worrying about the rain foam being blown into the store by the slanting wind.

In a restaurant along the street and by the river, a strangely dressed group of four sat at a table by the window on the second floor. They were an iron armored warrior wearing a full armor stomach, a pretty bald nun in bright yellow monk robes, and a thin and hugging nun. A swordsman in green with a gorgeous long sword, and a burly man who was eight feet tall and shirtless.

Their appearance caused the few guests in the restaurant to retreat to the first floor for dinner.

Most of these evasive people are mortals. Of course, it is impossible for everyone to be so discerning, but after seeing a few low-level monks who were dining on the second floor, they hurriedly checked out and left. The people of Canglan City in the air voluntarily gave up the second floor.

The waiter in the store also hurried downstairs after serving all the dishes, fearing that if he heard or said something he shouldn't have heard or said, these middle-level monks would chop him down.

Canglan City expressly stipulates that although monks are forbidden to fight privately in the city, if middle-level monks kill mortals without reason in the city, the punishment is only to pay some money, so mortals will instinctively stay away from these scourges.

"It's nai, the hexagram that the eldest son asked someone to calculate is really unreliable. He only said that the two yin and yang fish and dragons were all in Canglan City, and did not indicate a specific location. What else, when the opportunity comes, the fish and dragon The dragon will appear in front of us by itself, I think it is a magic stick, how can we find this huge Canglan City."

The samurai closest to the window pushed up the iron mask on his helmet, revealing a square face, grabbing a pig's elbow and tearing it.

"It is said that the fortune-teller came from a big family in the capital city. The family has passed down the art of observing people and predicting fortune for nearly a thousand years. I think he is obviously too young and has not yet mastered his spells. Only the eldest son will believe his words. But it has hurt us, and we have been looking for it for three days, looking for a needle in a haystack, but we haven't found any news."

The shirtless burly man, who had already eaten and drank enough, picked the food residue in his teeth with a toothpick, and the pretty nun who was watching lewdly beside him also complained.

"What the eldest son ordered, we just do it honestly. Even if we can't find something, it will not lose our monthly money. Why are there so many complaints?"

The nun drank the strong wine in the big bowl in front of her in one gulp. After all, she still felt that this kind of ordinary wine was not enjoyable to drink. She frowned slightly and looked at the swordsman who had been silent all this time.

"You learn more from Brother Jian, this kind of temper that is neither arrogant nor impatient can make things happen."

The swordsman remained indifferent after hearing the words, only the sword in his arms trembled slightly in response.

The samurai and the strong man looked at each other, ignoring the charming but boring nun, and got together to play boxing guessing.

Seeing this, the nun could only wipe the remaining wine from Cherry's mouth, turned her head to look at the wind and rain and the passers-by outside the window, and softly recited many Buddhist precepts: "No killing, no sexual misconduct, no gambling, no drinking..."

These four were naturally one of the teams that Xue Yingjun sent to search for the Yin-Yang Ichthyosaur. There were two other teams like them in Canglan City, searching in different directions in the city.

The most powerful of the four is the seemingly delicate nun. She has a vajra indestructible dharma body that has been cultivated all over her body a few years ago. Except for the nine orifices and the ten doors on her body, the blade of the magic weapon is indestructible. Idle spells cannot hurt.

The samurai is a monster soldier who wandered from other countries to the blue sea. No one knows what kind of magic ritual he was trained by, but he only knows that he will never take off a set of mid-level armored stomach soldiers. Very capable.

The brawny man practiced the mantis double swordsmanship. A pair of big swords in his hands were as powerful as middle-level magic soldiers, and he was good at attacking and defeating the enemy by force.

As for the last so-called swordsman, the real swordsman is the demon sword in his hand, and the young man holding the sword is actually just a puppet controlled by the sword demon. under the command of Xue Yingjun.

All four of them have the strength of the fourth level, plus the other two teams scattered in the city, it can be seen that Xue Yingjun's strength is strong.

Just when the four of them thought that they were going to hang out in the restaurant for another day today, the nun who had been looking at the scenery outside the building suddenly fixed her eyes, and her eyes locked on a hurried figure on the other side of the river.

He is tall and strong, with a tiger head and a tiger brain. Although this man was not the thieves he chased when he was in the dragon world, he was one of the thieves when they saw this face when they managed to separate the yin and yang fish and dragons to escape.

The nun imprinted this person's appearance into her heart with just one glance. She slightly deviated from her line of sight and turned the wine glass into powder in one hand. With ecstasy on her pretty face, she whispered to her colleagues.

"Brothers, what that little magic stick said is actually true. The fish and dragon appeared in front of us. It's time to perform meritorious service."

For a monk with keen five senses, it is easy to be noticed when someone suddenly looks at him in his line of sight.

They were all veterans, and they didn't turn their heads to look out the window immediately after hearing the sound, but waited for the nun's order, and the nun got up and led the team downstairs until the figure was about to disappear from the window.

In the process of going downstairs, the nun took out a token from her bosom, pressed a button on it heavily, and the news of finding the target was successfully passed to the hands of the other two teams. Come meet up.

The four of them walked to the entrance of the lobby on the first floor of the restaurant. The nun looked at the figure who had already walked into the distance and said.

"It has been a few days since the opening of the Dragon Realm, and the fish and dragon may not be still on him. Let's follow him first, follow them all the way to their lair, and catch the culprits after the manpower is assembled."

Afterwards, three of the four continued to stand still in the restaurant, and only the swordsman walked out of the restaurant, fishing behind that person from a distance and started to follow him.

Even in Canglan City, where monks can be seen everywhere and there are many strangely dressed people, the appearance and clothing of the nuns, warriors, and strong men can be regarded as eye-catching, but only the ordinary swordsman controlled by the sword demon is the most beautiful. Good for tracking.

It wasn't until the tracking target completely disappeared from the sight of the few people that they followed the body fluid sprayed on the swordsman by the warrior in advance, followed the smell of the body fluid, and drifted away in the sparse crowd.

And after these people walked away, a sedan chair that had been on the ground for a long time in the side alley got up silently, and followed them far behind in the same direction.

In the sedan chair.

The white-haired Chai Guiling was thinking about the scene he had just seen. On the pitch-black shell behind him, a complicated hexagram was arranged on it.

"I did a divination for myself yesterday, and it turned out to be a sign of bad luck. This hexagram can be interpreted as: ups and downs, good and bad are difficult to distinguish, bright and dark, great success and failure. It seems that my good and bad luck today is unpredictable. Xue Yingjun's pursuit has nothing to do with the young man I met today, but at this critical moment, it's better to be cautious."

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The light rain falling from the sky made the air in Canglan City extraordinarily fresh.

Large streams of air are inhaled into the nasal cavity at a constant speed, the smell of human body, the smell of rouge on passing women, the smell of mules and horses’ excrement, the smell of food in the noon dwellings... All the various smells are transformed into the smells that can be picked up by the sensitive nose. Concept of human understanding.

Most of the mixed smells are useless, not worth Huang Feihu's wasting energy on them, only the two most impressive smells linger in the nasal cavity, guiding him in the direction.

It was the body odor of the man and woman he met this morning. Huang Feihu smelled the unique smell of dragons in it. They must also be monks who practiced the nine methods of transforming dragons.

Following the guidance of the scent, Huang Feihu walked on the streets of Canglan City, passing through the city gates one after another, and finally left Canglan City from the left gate in the south of the city, and entered the path in the wilderness in the south of the city.

After leaving the city, without many restrictions in the city, Huang Feihu let go of his footsteps and ran in big strides, but the speed at full speed did not close the distance with the two people. Through the freshness of the smell in his nose, Huang Feihu was sure that they would also go out after leaving the city. Speed ​​up.

Of course, Huang Feihu is not the real name of "Huang Feihu", but after being in the world for a long time, his nickname seems to have become his first name. It has been a long time since anyone called him by his original name, even now he only calls himself Huang Feihu.

Huang Feihu felt that he had suffered a lot of bad luck recently. First, he gritted his teeth and received a sum of money in the Dragon Realm, which was enough for him to withdraw from the big business of providing for the elderly in Jianghu. Became a polished commander.

After finally escaping from birth, he took half of the mission objectives in exchange for rewards, but was forced by his employer to put an iron hoop on his head. And it explained that if he couldn't get the other half back, the iron hoop would keep shrinking until it turned his head into a rotten watermelon.

Had he known this, he would not have been greedy for the promised five thousand taels of gold, and guarding the one thousand taels of gold deposit given by the other party would be enough to spend the rest of his life. Leaving fish and dragons can also help self-cultivation.

But it was too late to regret it now, Huang Feihu could only become a chess piece, with an iron hoop on his head, braved the rain to track down the two enemies whose strength was unknown.

The road ahead is getting more and more remote, which makes Huang Feihu feel that the other party is deliberately leading him here, but there is no turning back when he opens his bow. Although there is a dragon in front, there is also a giant turtle behind him, so he can only keep walking go down.

Finally, after turning over a small hill, a big river appeared in front of him, and a tall dock stood beside the river.

In an instant, the body odor in the tiger's nose also became fresher.

Those two stopped here!

The moment he realized this, Bi An's transformation was activated immediately, and Huang Feihu, who had become half-human, half-tiger, walked slowly towards the dock.

The dock was obviously abandoned, new weeds had grown on the surrounding land, the willows on the shore were swaying in the wind and rain, and the door nails on the gate of the boathouse were also slightly rusted.

The sound of wind and rain rang in his ears, and Huang Feihu walked vigilantly to the gate of the boat workshop. He didn't encounter a surprise attack or see a living person along the way.

The moment he put his tiger claws on the door and wanted to push the door in, Bi An's natural vigilance made him withdraw instinctively and fly back.

What was originally an ordinary dilapidated shipyard seemed to have become a dragon's pond and a tiger's den in his eyes.

Behind the gate of the boathouse, Du Kang, who was standing in a row with the Five Elements Demon Boy, couldn't help shaking his head slightly when he saw this scene.

If one strategy failed, the backup countermeasure was activated immediately, and the yellow-faced boy floating beside Du Kang immediately threw himself into his chest. Under the dazzling yellow light, Du Kang quickly sank into the ground.

After Huang Feihu retreated more than ten feet, the alarm bell in his heart never stopped. Just when he wanted to retreat further, a piercing pain suddenly emerged from the soles of his feet.

Looking down, it turned out that the soles of his own feet stepped on the two claw blades, and golden red blood spurted out from the wound. Enduring the pain, he touched the ground with his toes, and jumped into the air.

While his body was flying, Huang Feihu held his hands empty, and a huge beheading knife condensed in his hands out of thin air, and chopped towards the ground where he stood just now.

boom!

Mud, water and clods splashed, and this sharp blow left a large oval pit five feet deep and ten feet long in place.

But there was nothing in the pit except for the soil and scattered stones, and there was no corpse or blood of the attacker just now, as if the sneak attack just now was just an illusion.

Huang Feihu landed after a short linger in the air, and a black ray of light spread out from his feet that were in contact with the ground, infecting the land around three feet around him with him as the center.

【Bi An Law·The Prison of the Black Prison】

Not only the surface soil, but also the three feet below the ground were covered with black. Du Kang, who went deep into the ground, tried to use his claws to cut the soil.

However, it was discovered that the nature of the soil had completely changed, becoming like a pool of hard and sticky asphalt. Although the claw blade could cut through the soil, the speed was not very fast.

Once the sneak attack from the ground loses the speed advantage, the whole sneak attack will be meaningless. Seeing that there is nothing to do, Du Kang escaped from the ground not far away, and smiled helplessly at Huang Feihu.

"The Nine Techniques of Transforming Dragons really have their own mysteries. It's a pity that they failed to kill you in the sneak attack. They can only make you struggle for a while longer."

Taking this opportunity, Du Kang glanced at the information on the panel when the claw blade stabbed the opponent.

[Name]: Huang Feihu

[Biying method]: Take the eyes of the tiger demon, gouging out the eyes in exchange for the eyes of the tiger, you can get the power of the tiger. In the middle level, bathe in dragon blood, and after condensing the blood of Bi An, you can even gain the power of hell and hell.

Grade: Grade E

Skill:

Prison of the Black Prison (Five Levels)

Blood of Juan (five levels)

Punishment unknown (fivefold)

Advanced conditions: in charge of a prison, two years of impartial verdicts, no wrongdoing, automatic promotion of spells.

Status: Wearing an iron hoop to control beasts, life and death depend on the thought of others.

Huang Feihu glanced around, but he didn't see the woman. Feeling the wound on his foot that couldn't be healed even with strong physical resilience, he only had the idea of ​​a quick battle in his heart, so he raised the big knife in his hand and rushed towards Du Kang.

Miraculously, when Huang Feihu charged, the prison under his feet moved closely with him. From Du Kang's perspective, he flew towards him as if being supported by a black carpet.

The distance between the two shortened in an instant.

Before Huang Feihu arrived, the prison at the foot was already close to Du Kang, and a total of five pitch-black ropes shot out from it, respectively going towards Du Kang's limbs and head.

【Punishment Unknown·Five Horses Divided Corpse】

An intuition emerged in Du Kang's heart. If he was caught by the rope, this kind of embodied power of punishment might really pull his body to pieces. He didn't want to compare with the opponent's moves. The strength of the bones of gold and steel is stronger than the strength of the opponent's five horses.

whoosh whoosh—

The claw blades waved in mid-air into a wind wall, with claw blades cursed with breaking demons and demon slaying, cutting the incoming ropes into pieces.

But within this delay, Huang Feihu had already approached Du Kang, and the big knife in his hand cut towards his waist.

【Punishment Unknowable·Cut in half】