Exorcism

Hao Wangu thought he was a sorcerer, but the real sorcerers respected him but refused to admit that he was their own kind. They called him "Yishi Jun" to his face and "Xin Jun" behind his back.

Hao Wangu was upset about this and gradually developed the habit of talking to himself. This was nothing, but he often forgot that there were other demons nearby and cursed out his dissatisfaction and indignation with a bunch of dirty words, which inevitably shocked the listeners and made him lose all possible friendships.

"A leg bone demon pill, ah, aren't you a sorcerer? Don't you think you are very powerful? I learned all your magic from here. When you die, your demon pill will also become my material. I can fiddle with it at will, at will..."Hao Wangu grabbed a still fresh heart and squeezed it gently. A little red liquid spurted out of the blood vessels and fell on the leg bone. The bone was quickly corroded and broke into two pieces.

Hao Wangu was very satisfied. He couldn't perform powerful magic, but with the help of various magic tools he made by himself, his power was not weaker than that of a "real" sorcerer. He threw the heart on the table. The table was more than three meters long and was cluttered with all kinds of strange objects, covered with dust and cobwebs. Small insects settled here and were always very big because of the influence of demonic energy.

Hao Wangu didn't care at all. He liked the dirtiness of this cave. If anyone dared to turn over the things here, even if he just moved a bone a few inches away, he would be furious and would kill the other person. He liked to eat demons, especially biting their throats. After a bite, his mouth was full of blood, and the complex taste stimulated the tip of his tongue. The inheritance of countless generations passed through his mind like words, which always made him intoxicated, more comfortable than drinking a pot of mellow old wine.

Hao Wangu hadn't drunk demon blood for at least five days. His mouth was dry and he turned around to look for it. The general always provided some stupid demon soldiers and human slaves for him to suck blood. Human blood was not as sweet as demon blood, just like the difference between homemade sour wine and pure wine produced in a workshop. However, if it was just to quench thirst, there was no need to be picky.

A demon soldier stood at the door, wearing a huge double-horned bone helmet, looking silly but sweet and delicious. Hao Wangu raised his right arm, his half-foot-long nails were dark and shiny, and his index finger moved, "Come here, little thing, which tribe are you from? No, no, don't tell me, I will tell you later, I can even find out what your ancestors were. Alas, the demon blood is getting more and more mixed, and trying to find a clear bloodline is sometimes like looking for a needle in a haystack..."

The strange history master Hao Wangu is famous, and the demon soldiers who come to serve him are usually terrified. If they are bitten and survive by luck, they will celebrate, but this demon soldier is a bit unique. He strode over, not afraid at all, as if he didn't know the real purpose of this greeting.

The blood of the ignorant demon tastes better, less sour due to fear. Hao Wangu grinned, stretched out his thin and long tongue and gently shook it twice in the air. This was a completely unconscious action, imitating another demon. At that time, he was a little demon who offered blood on his own initiative, and the blood sucker was the old Yi Shijun who made his neck stiff in his memories.

The demon soldier came over, Hao Wangu put one hand on his shoulder and used the other hand to turn his head. His throat was dry and burning, and he urgently needed some nectar-like blood.

The demon soldier suddenly spoke, without fear or pleading, and said four calm words, "The Demon Lord is righteous."

Hao Wangu's whole body froze, "What did you say? How do you know..."

"Take the things and follow me." The demon soldier got rid of Hao Wangu's palm and turned away.

Hao Wangu was stunned for a while, and suddenly reacted. He turned around twice in a panic, then lay on the table, pushed away the piles of utensils with both hands, accurately found a tiger skin bag, and quickly swiped something into it. The more the bag was loaded, the smaller it became. Finally, it became a small bag the size of a palm. Hao Wangu held it in his hand and chased the demon soldier who had already reached the door.

"Let me be your follower." Hao Wangu said happily.

"If you want to be my follower, write two letters for me first." The demon soldier said.

...

When the demon generals in the barracks finally discovered that Xinjun was missing, it was two hours later.

Hao Wangu was not the only missing Yishijun.

Hao Changqing was Hao Wangu's younger brother. He lived in another demon soldier base a hundred miles away. After receiving an ordinary bone fragment, he also disappeared, taking away a lot of precious materials.

Qi Dan hated all Yi Shi Jun except himself, insisted that the old Yi Shi Jun was dead, and publicly declared that his greatest wish was to kill the other four Juns one day. It was such a demon who also left after receiving a bone letter, but he finally left a few words and carved them on the wall, "Nothing is important, only the demon species will be passed on forever."

In a wilderness, surrounded by wild wormwood more than one person tall, the sky was blue, there was not even a bird, and the unclean air was so thin that it was almost non-existent. Yin Buchen introduced with a smile, "Hao Wangu, specializes in the art of transforming demons. If successful, the number of demons in the world will increase exponentially, and each one will have a demon pill."

"It has succeeded." Hao Wangu corrected immediately, "It's just not very stable, and it needs to be improved."

"Yes, it's not a small achievement to succeed once in a hundred attempts." Yin Buchen said sarcastically, and then introduced the next one, "Hao Changqing, who is good at building towers, not the kind of towers you have, but towers with demon power."

"I designed all the bone towers around Baizhang City in the Demon City." Hao Changqing said lightly, as if it was just an ordinary and trivial matter, "When you attack the Demon City, you will know how powerful the bone towers are. "

"This is Qi Dan." Yin Buchen only said his name and was about to introduce the Taoist priests. Qi Dan interrupted coldly, "My name is Qi Dan. I specialize in the method of cultivating demon pills. There are too many methods nowadays. I want to integrate them into one method, Demon Lord Zhengfa?"

The four Ishi-kuns are surprisingly similar. They are all thin and frail, with watery eyes. Even if they are just standing there, their bodies look very stiff, as if they would fall down anytime and anywhere. Only by taking a closer look can you find the actual differences in their appearance. Quite big.

Xin Youtao took a step forward, "Don't be too busy asking for things. Answer me a few questions first." Xin Youtao was extremely surprised. He never thought that it would be so easy to kidnap Yi Shijun. The two demons below were summoned by Hao Wangu who wrote bone letters, all with the same four words - Demon Lord Zhengfa.

"Isn't there a total of five Ishi-kuns? Where is the other one?"

Yin Buchen regarded himself as the representative of the Four Demons and immediately replied: "He is at the Demon Mountain Pass, which is a bit far away from here. It will take two or three days to get there. He is a liar. The original name is too ordinary. He gave himself a new name. Named Dragon Demon, he actually learned nothing from Laojun, but he deceived the giant demon king and gave him the best position and the most materials. "

"I still don't understand. If you are so important, why doesn't Qi Wushang keep you in Baizhang City?"

"Because we have to try new magic frequently, how do we do it in Baizhang City?" Yin Buchen thought this question was very strange, and there was no need to explain it at all. He thought for a while before he realized, "Oh, that's right, Baizhang City has a radius of a hundred miles. The place is full of witchcraft mechanisms, which will interfere with new witchcraft, so we are scattered outside. There are varying degrees of uncleanness in these five locations. The monster soldiers stationed there are also different. There is a sufficient supply of human slaves. ,very useful."

"I have no problem." Xin Youtao returned to his original position, still feeling that success came too easily, "Can they really let Qi Wushang devote all his efforts to searching for it?"

Hao Wangu's desire for blood has been replaced by another pursuit. He stuck out his tongue and shook it twice, staring at the face of a Taoist priest. "Is the Demon Lord's dharma here with you? Take it out quickly."

Mu Xingqiu raised his finger and pointed at his head, "Here, there are seven types in total."

The four Yishi Lords showed excitement at the same time. Hao Wangu stepped forward and carefully looked at the Taoist priest's head, "Let me take a bite and I can take out the Demon Lord's Zhengfa."

Hao Changqing didn't have any brotherly feelings at all, so he got ahead of his brother, "I'll go first."

Qi Dan pushed the two demon brothers away, "Go away, this is mine, I am Laojun's only successor."

The three demons fought together, their thin arms entangled together, and the precious demon pills were no different from bricks in their hands. Yin Buchen looked on with a smile, "Do you believe me this time? In our eyes, the Demon Lord Fa-rectification is more important than the entire demon clan, please untie me."

"Mr. Yishi taught a group of lunatics, and he must be a lunatic himself." Xin Youtao shook his head.

Mu Xingqiu took back the Xiaoyao rope tied to Yin Buchen and cast a spell at the same time to take away the bags and utensils from the other three demons. The three demons hurriedly used their magic to resist. After a few flashes of lightning, they immediately gave in, showing the same flattery as Yin Buchen.

"What kind of spell is this, the method of destroying the buds of demonic seeds?"

"No, I think it's more like a method of dividing demon species. There are three lightning bolts."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, lightning is a common method used by demons. The shape of lightning is often like tree roots, so this must be a method for demon seeds to take root."

The Yishis started arguing again, and even Yin Buchen joined in, with his hands still behind his back, maintaining the bound posture.

Xin Youtao shook his head again and looked at Mu Xingqiu, "I have an ominous sign. I'm afraid we may have made a mistake."

Mu Xingqiu smiled and suddenly raised his voice and said: "The seven methods of dividing, breaking buds, taking root, pruning, reducing flowers, destroying fruits, and then destroying them all have nothing to do with my magic."

As soon as the names of the seven dharma came out, the four princes all fell silent and listened attentively, thinking that the Taoist priest would continue talking. Only Yin Buchen whispered: "I'm right, I didn't tell him these names."

"I want you to perform all the magic you have learned, and then I will tell you a little about the Demon Lord's dharma."

"Not at all. The seven methods are the entire process of the growth of demon seeds. It doesn't matter if one link is missing. We all want it. No, I want it all. You just need to tell me one."

The four demons were about to quarrel again. Mu Xingqiu shouted loudly and raised his right arm. Lightning came out of his sleeve and shot into the sky. The four Yishi Lords in hand were enough. He wanted to send a challenge signal to Qi Wushang.