I Am Immortal

  Chapter 149 Jinghe Dragon King, be punished!

  Yue Shiru's expressions and attitudes were extremely polite and respectful.

The young Taoist thought for a while, but didn't correct his wrong name, but only helped to heal his wounds, while Yue Shiru sensed that pure and incomparable innate qi that should never be at the level of a Taoist priest, and he just regarded it as the young man in front of him. A real person with a high level of cultivation and rejuvenation is playing in the world, so his expression becomes more respectful.

  Qi Wuhuo asked him what happened.

  Yue Shiru calmed down and told what happened before.

  But he said that he was ordered by his ancestor to come down the mountain to find the "Dream Responder" of the ancestor, and pass a letter for the elder sister by the way.

  Although his cultivation base is insufficient, he can neither control the wind nor soar through the clouds, but he can travel thousands of miles a day with the armored horse spell.

On this day, I came to Zhongzhou, but when I settled in a village, I found that there was a mutation in the village. When drinking tea, there was miasma poison in the tea, and there were quite a few people in the whole village. There were more than a hundred households, but they were all extremely silent, the voices of people, even the chickens and dogs were silent.

  When night came, the lamps were not lit, and the whole village was as dark as a beast opening its mouth, trying to swallow people into its belly.

  Yue Shiru claims to be a Taoist, and he also has three-point methods.

  Although he is not a Taoist curator like the teacher, he is still very capable.

So he set up the altar, summoned the gods of the Yin soldiers, took out the spell, burned it into ashes and dissolved it in the water, poured half of it on the magic sword, half into the gourd, put it on the side of the waist, and bit his finger to bleed He drew a talisman on his clothes, and after everything was ready, he rushed into the village just now, so that he could explore.

  When mentioning this matter, Yue Shiru still showed a trace of fear on his face.

  Qi Wuhuo asked: "What happened?"

Yue Shiru recovered from his memories, breathed out a turbid breath, and said: "I want to teach the real person to know, but after some investigation, my disciple encountered many people besieging me. At the beginning, I didn't dare to do anything at all, so I could only restrain my hands and feet." , running left and right, it is really embarrassing."

"But later I discovered that these common people's movements are extremely quick and powerful, comparable to warriors in the Jianghu, but they have no rules. When attacking the disciple, the talismans on the clothes radiated light. The disciple knew something was wrong. Gritting his teeth, he took the sword and cut off a man, only to find that his muscles were dead and extremely tenacious."

   "A sword broke through the skin, and the blood that flowed out was black, showing a glue-like texture."

   "It looks like it has been tempered."

  Qi Wuhuo's expression froze slightly.

   After Yue Shiru's spirit was tense, he relaxed and told all these things.

  He was very tired that night.

After realizing that the people here had changed, considering that he was alone, and he was not the kind of Taoist leader who could arouse supernatural powers by raising his hand, he already had the intention of retreating. After all, he was just a Taoist priest, and he had to use his mysterious supernatural powers. It takes time to do the altar method, and only by making preparations in advance can he display his abilities. Such sudden incidents are not his specialty, and he should have escaped.

  However, I, a Taoist disciple, should protect the Tao with my body, and cut off any evil spirits when I see them.

It was discovered that there were still people alive, so they had no choice but to continue to circle around. After a night of embarrassment, all the talismans were exhausted. With the help of the living people, they set up traps and led all the villagers who were killed and tempered to the middle , poured fire oil on it and burned it, and forcibly set up an exorcism altar.

   "Half of the people..."

Yue Shiru's face was sad and indignant, he clasped his hands subconsciously, and gritted his teeth: "A full half of the people, more than fifty people, nearly three hundred people, half of the people in this village are dead, but they are neither dead nor alive." In this state, the physical body is dead, but the soul is trapped and cannot leave the physical body, and the disciple does not have enough means, so he can only burn his physical body to help his soul to be freed."

   "But at that time, he was attacked by this mandrill."

"I just found out that this is the real culprit. The mandrill is originally a mountain spirit, but this end seems to be infected by resentment and hatred. It is no longer the original thing but turned into a demon, but it still retains the mandrill's caution. The disciple didn't like being attacked by him, so in order to prevent the villagers from being harmed by him, he stabbed his waist and abdomen with a sword, but he didn't expect that the mandrill had such a strong demonic energy that the disciple's magic sword was shattered."

"I had no choice but to try to lure him away. He was bound to escape, but he still seemed to have a sense of humor. He mainly teased his disciples instead of killing them. Only then could the disciples run for more than a hundred miles, meet the real person, and survive. This body."

  After Yue Shiru finished speaking, he was speechless for a long time when he saw the young Taoist.

  The young Taoist asked: "A full half of the people?"

"yes…"

   "That's a remote village."

Qi Wuhuo let out a breath, and the jade book gifted by Tao Taigong emerged, turning into a map of the mountains and rivers of Zhongzhou, and asked: "Where is the location of that village?" It was the first time Yue Shiru saw such a magic weapon, slightly Startled, then quickly recognized it, after recognizing it, clicked it not far from here, and said:

   "About here."

   "Is the real person going to visit that village?"

"Um."

Yue Shiru breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The disciple is also worried that there are other demons remaining. If the real person goes, that would be the best..." He saw Qi Wuhuo looking at him, so he said: "It doesn't matter if the disciple is injured. Well, this place is not too far from Zhongzhou Prefecture City, the city is rich in humanity and good luck, and ordinary monsters dare not enter, so after the disciples enter the city, they will have a place to stay."

  He paused slightly, seeing the young Taoist nodding his head slightly, then disappeared immediately.

   Can't help but shake in the heart, and after a long time, he sighed: "...It's really a real person's method."

   "Teacher has been in Xiantian Yiqi for thirty-six years, but he still can't do it."

Standing up with the help of a nearby tree, he jumped over to pick up his sword, only regretting that the mandrill was completely destroyed by a strike of thunder, otherwise even if the sword was broken, he would have to slap the mandrill hard. Only by poking a few holes can the hatred of this body be dispelled.

  Yue Shiru gritted his teeth and swung his sword fiercely before leaving.

   "Azi, Aqi, did that big thing kill people?"

"Um…"

  Little Peacock thought for a while and asked, "How many people are there over three hundred..."

  The young Taoist paused and replied, "A lot."

   "Heavy."

Wrapped in flowing light, using the method of escaping from the ground, he soon arrived at the village. In fact, it was already obvious. A thick charred smoke rushed into the sky. It was only covered by the mountain before, but it was very clear when he approached, and the air was diffused. A scorching smell, especially in this stench.

  It seems that there is still a faint smell of meat, which makes people feel sick even more.

  The village is dilapidated and charred everywhere.

  There are many traces of fighting and burning.

The faces of the people passing by were numb, and they were picking up the broken things, making up for the leaky houses, and tidying up the messy things. If they can be used, they will be kept, and if they can’t be used, they can’t bear to throw them away. Put aside, the whole village looks like an ant nest that has been watered by boiling water.

  Confusion, death, numbness, and still life to go on.

The young Taoist stood here quietly. He saw the land shrine on one side. There should have been a clay statue of an old man sitting there, but now he has no head, and there are marks left by claws on his body. There are only a hundred households in this kind of village. , hundreds of people, the land **** is just an ordinary method, I am afraid that he was attacked by the mandrill at the first time, and then died on the spot.

   Such an environment made Qi Wuhuo recall what happened back then.

  A woman saw Qi Wuhuo in a Taoist robe, came over and asked, "Master..."

She looked to be about twenty years old, she was carrying a backpack, and there was a child sleeping in the backpack, she didn't know what to say, but said: "Just now there was also a Taoist priest who said he was a disciple of the Taoist sect and saved us. She paused for a moment, seeming to recall that the person who set the fire was also the priest, but she still asked:

   "The Taoist leader, he led a monster away, I don't know him..."

  The young Taoist replied: "He is still alive."

  The woman murmured: "That's good, that's good..."

   "Ah, Taoist chief, wait here."

   "Wait a minute."

  She turned around and ran into the house. When she came out, she had two buns in her hand.

After patting the ashes on the wowotou, he carefully handed it to the young Taoist, saying: "Thank you, we don't have anything here, only these, if you don't mind, please take it away." When I stretched out my hand, I saw The bun was scorched black with dust on it, so I wanted to take it back as if I was frightened.

  The young Taoist took it and thanked him.

  The woman went back.

She still needs to help clean up the house, and there are still many things to do. Qi Wuhuo saw that the corpses of the burned people gathered together, and he might not be able to identify who was who, so he had to dig a big pit together. go down.

   A child who was only three or five years old suddenly shouted: "Sister, sister, where is mother? Where is father?"

   "Didn't you say hide and seek? Why haven't they come out yet?"

   "Huh?! I smell it!"

   "It smells like meat."

   "I want to eat meat today, sister."

  The woman who gave the cornbread to Qi Wuhuo looked sad for a while, and then comforted him: "No."

   "How about eating corn bread today?"

   "Wowotou."

  The child stood up reluctantly and cried, "No, I won't!"

   "I could smell it, such delicious meat!"

   "I want to eat meat!"

   "Eat meat, eat meat!"

The woman's expression was extremely sad, and she comforted the child for a long time, but the child became more and more noisy, so she seemed to slap the child on the face uncontrollably, with a crisp voice, the child froze, but saw his sister crying She was even stronger than herself, so she put her hand on her body and said, "Sister, don't cry."

   "I don't eat meat anymore."

   "Don't eat, let's eat something delicious when parents come back."

   "Let's eat when parents come back."

  The woman was crying so badly.

   burst into tears.

  The young Taoist lowered his eyes, broke off the bun, and gently placed it in front of the land shrine that was killed for the village.

He walked in this village, the village is not big, there is only one main road, but he saw men numb and his daughter suffering, children running around, saw the sword marks endless fire and ashes, no one took the bones of the village, and saw a child sitting There, people came and went unattended. I saw someone crying and looking for their family members, saw the black blood, and saw Yue Shiru's broken magic sword.

  Seeing the beheaded head of the Taoist, seeing someone holding the head and crying loudly, resenting the Taoist.

   It was the Taoist who killed his mother, and it was the Taoist who saved him. He couldn't tell whether it was kindness or hatred, so he burst into tears.

The young Taoist wanted to help, but the village didn't seem to welcome him as a Taoist very much. Yue Shiru saved them, but it was Yue Shiru who 'killed' their relatives. These people can't be clearly distinguished, or even if they are clearly distinguished, The many pains also made it difficult for them to accept such a thing.

Seeing the tragic situation, Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes and felt the aura of the demonic energy. The thunder in his palm ran, and the sleeve robe swept across, and the evil energy in the village dissipated. This is to prevent the dead corpses from resuscitating. To be a zombie, only the thunder is powerful and upright, with a bright heart, which can destroy all evils.

   "Miasma, evil and resentment and other demonic qi dissipate, attracting all living beings into barriers, turning them into demons, and slaughtering common people..."

  The young Taoist muttered every word.

  In the words and sentences, there is already a murderous intent.

   "Jinghe Dragon King..."

   Be punished!

He restrained his emotions, left here, and came to the nearby mountain. The escape of demonic energy is very likely to cause the escape of all evil spirits, and even if the North Pole Exorcist Academy takes action, it is impossible to completely wipe out all the demons immediately. Covering, their targets must be many big demons.

   It is also a way to notify the locals so that they can increase their vigilance.

The young Taoist arched his hands towards the mountain, with Yuan Qi in his mouth, and said slowly: "Qi Wuhuo, the mountain **** of Helian Mountain in Beijun, Zhongzhou, came here to visit the mountain gods." After reverberating, there was a moment of air dispersal, and suddenly there was a streamer, and a **** general appeared majesticly, wearing armor, extremely mighty.

   First, he looked at Qi Wuhuo, then slightly cupped his hands, and said politely:

   "I am the guardian of this place."

   "I don't know that the distinguished guest is coming, so what's the important thing to ask?"

  The young Taoist directly stated the importance of the matter and replied:

   "The magic energy has dissipated, and the matter is very serious. Please see the mountain **** here."

  God will ask: "Is there a greeting card?"

  The young Taoist shook his head.

The **** paused his voice, as if he was waiting for Qi Wuhuo to speak, but when he saw that the young Taoist didn't respond, he asked patiently, "Your guest came from afar, what [object] did you bring? How about carrying it?"

  Qi Wuhuo knew that he was asking for bribes, so he raised his eyes slightly, took out a pot of elixir and handed it over.

  The **** general held the elixir, picked up the amount, shook it a little, and couldn't help but look contemptuously, and said:

   "Your guest will wait a moment."

   "I will go to report to the mountain god."

He didn't even invite the young man to enter the mansion, but he disappeared. He followed the veins and entered the mansion. There were sounds of silk and bamboo, and there were beauties singing and dancing. The guests were drinking and heard that a mountain **** was coming, so they waved their hands to stop the singing and dancing, and asked, "Is there any greeting card?"

   Seeing the **** general shook his head and asked again: "Did you bring a gift?"

  The **** general said: "Only one furnace to raise Qi Daner."

  So the middle-aged mountain **** relaxed, looked around while holding the wine and said with a smile:

   "Hey, it's just a poor mountain **** from Beijun, who came here to join me."

   "I don't know what it is, but I came to the door. There is no greeting card, and no gift. I don't have time. I have time to see him? Don't worry about it."

   "Again, he said demonic energy? There are demons coming out from the left, and I'm afraid it will be troublesome again, so they want to come find me."

"Better not to."

  So everyone raised wine, the beauties danced and danced, and the wine was in the cup, isn't it also a peaceful and happy time?

Qi Wuhuo stood with his eyes closed, his mind seemed to have calmed down, but the **** would return after a while, but he had a regretful look on his face, and he cupped his hands and replied, "I want you to know that my mountain **** is currently practicing in seclusion, comprehending the mysterious method. I don’t have much time to come to see the distinguished guest.”

   "If there is anything to do, why not write a letter, if my lord has time, he should read it."

   "Guests, let's go."

   "Retreating to practice..."

   Qi Wuhu murmured to himself, he smelled the wine, so he opened his eyes.

  When Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes, God will see the peaceful eyes of the young Taoist.

  A Taoist disciple should always have peaceful eyes.

  But for some unknown reason, it is extremely deep, like layers of clouds rising to the heavens.

  The young Taoist said: "Got it."

Then he didn't keep the etiquette, and slowly took a step in front of the **** general, the innate qi all over his body erupted violently, and the endless thunder was violent, outlining the [Seal of the Judge of the Five Thunders], it was clear that there was nothing wrong with the [Seal of the Judge of the Five Thunders] Supernatural powers, but at this moment, Qi Wuhuo seemed to fit a certain characteristic of this seal, and the seal suddenly lit up, causing a big earthquake.

   Thunder ran, and because of the means of the ground, it went straight into the veins of the earth.

  The young Taoist said: "The God of Yujie Mountain..."

  The voice fell peacefully.

——

"get out!!"

  (end of this chapter)