"How could this happen? I almost saw his head being chopped off just now, and blood was spraying everywhere!"

"Is this what the book calls awe-inspiring sword power? A skilled swordsman strikes out with one strike, and before the sword reaches his body, the opponent already thinks he is dead."

"Looking on the sidelines can still be so intimidating, but if you really take action in person, how powerful and unstoppable will it be?"

Zhang Chuanshu's temperament is different from Zhang Chuanhong's. He is more steady and down-to-earth and loves to read all kinds of books. Therefore, after Zhang Chuanhong confirmed that the demon cultivator was not dead and had only had his magic power banned, he no longer cared about this matter. However, Zhang Chuanshu reasoned a lot in his mind.

Many things come to mind.

It didn't take much time to lurk and bring down the demon cultivator. Zhang Chuanshu carried the demon cultivator and Zhang Lie and the others back to the temporarily dug cave.

Zhang Xiangshen was sitting cross-legged and meditating at the entrance of the cave, seemingly loose and tight. He gradually relaxed after seeing Zhang Lie and the other three people returning.

"We caught this guy practicing magic in the village just now. It seems that this serious plague is closely related to magic cultivation."

"You can't say that. These rat-like guys always burrow in wherever there are more people dying."

"Take him to the Wei family. When you get there, people will naturally use various means to concoct him. Remember, we are just here to help. We will do what we are supposed to do. Don't do what we are not supposed to do. Otherwise, not only

If you don't get good things, it will make the Wei family feel afraid."

The words of the patriarch, Zhang Xiangshen, are very objective, mature and prudent words. The Wei family is so powerful that it is somewhat out of balance. Many times, many things are done more and more wrong.

Two more hours later, Qin Suxin, Bai Wenjing and all the Zhang family qi-training monks had rested and recovered.

They just thought that nothing had happened after a peaceful night's sleep. Suddenly, a monk in gray and black robes appeared at the feet of the patriarch. Of course, there were some whispers and low-pitched conversations.

"Okay, let's set off now that we've rested. We should arrive at Wei's house today. It would be great if we can start offering subsidies from today."

Zhang Xiangshen knew very well what to say to improve everyone's morale. Of course, the senior monks in the family had the considerations of the senior monks, but the Qi-training monks also had their own interests to choose from.

A wise leader can bring these two things into line so that the people can think in one place and work hard in the same place.

Biliufang is a market founded by the Wei family in Yunling County. It has now been transformed into a defense line against the plague.

Under the Biliu Mountain, millions of refugees gathered. The monks of the Wei family first used the Little Flame Technique to turn the medicinal liquid boiled in the cauldron into medicinal mist. Then they used the Little Cloud Rain Technique to turn the medicinal mist into mist.

It is transformed into medicinal rain and poured over the bodies of the victims: cure the disease if it is sick, and prevent the disease if there is no disease.

The victims cried out loud, calling for help from gods and goddesses to save the people in distress and protect the world. However, the number of monks gathered in Biliu Fang was a drop in the bucket compared to the millions of victims.

Even if we try our best, how many people can be saved?

"In the current Biliu Fang, the alchemists at the Foundation Establishment Realm are responsible for refining the Qingwen Powder, and the monks at the Qi Training Realm come out to perform the Little Flame Technique, the Little Cloud Rain Technique, and maintain order. But this kind of plague that is spreading now, even the monks

It can also be contagious, and even taking poison-proof elixirs is not very safe. Some foundation-building monks have already contracted the disease and died, and now people in Biliufang are panicking."

"Although most of the Foundation Establishment monks who contracted the disease are old, injured, or pregnant, it is an indisputable fact that the poison of the plague becomes more and more severe as time passes. We all suspect that this is a demonic cultivator secretly taking action to destroy our sect.

Foundation.”

Within Biliu Fang, in a hall, the heads of various families and even the heads of small sects who had arrived were already talking about this matter.

There is no one who is not looking sad. Because immortal cultivators have long lifespans, many people are more afraid of this kind of plague that can kill immortal cultivators. It is quite a headache for these people present to suppress the people below. The plague cannot be left untreated, but the plague

Nowadays, the treatment is becoming more and more intense, and it is necessary to continuously fill in the lives of immortal cultivators in exchange for mortal lives. It is impossible for everyone to have no complaints in their hearts.

Zhang Xiangshen took Zhang Lie with him and asked him to attend this gathering. On the one hand, Zhang Lie's alchemy skills were already quite good, and on the other hand, the demon cultivator who was practicing magic in the abandoned village on the way,

It was Zhang Lie who discovered and captured him.

"Come here, bring that demon cultivator up."

The monk in charge of Biliu Fang at this time is Wei Yuanchen, a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm of the Wei family. He is wearing a yellow silk purple robe and has a majestic face. The person who is responsible for exorcising the plague is a master of Danyang Palace, a fourth-level monk wearing a blue robe.

Alchemist Kun Xiu Qi Sihong.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting in the front and back seats, waiting for the family monk to catch the tall and thin Taoist.

And poured several basins of cold water on him to wake him up.

"Tell me, how many of your comrades are still in Yunling County? Does this plague have anything to do with you?"

Under the surrounding gazes of the clan leaders and cave masters, the psychological pressure on this demon cultivator can be imagined. However, although Xu knew that he was going to die, in the end, this man smiled coldly and refused to say any extra words.

.

Demonic cultivators tend to be extremely resentful of the world, and this kind of reaction is perfectly normal.

Wei Yuanchen, who was sitting at the top, narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this, raised his hand and fired out a magic power. This purple energy magic power penetrated into the body of the demon cultivator like a spiritual snake. Within a moment, the man twitched and twisted,

Although his mouth was open, no sound came out, and the sweat on his body was overflowing at a speed visible to the naked eye. You can imagine the tremendous torture and pain he was enduring at this time.

"What you say now, of course I can't let you go directly, but I can still destroy your magic power to ensure that you live the rest of your life peacefully, and you can also avoid a lot of unnecessary physical pain."

In front of all the monks present, Wei Yuanchen used various methods to torture him. However, the demon cultivator was extremely stubborn and bit him randomly, but refused to tell the truth. In the end, Zi Mansion

The cultivator Wei Yuanchen couldn't help it, and suddenly took out a spiritual talisman from his sleeve robe and pressed it on the forehead of the demon cultivator.

This is a third-level question talisman. Once the spell is successfully used, you can ask about three questions, and the recipient will tell you everything they know.

The reason why Wei Yuanchen did not use this talisman at the beginning was because the Questioning Talisman was expensive and the number of questions that could be asked after use was limited. The most important thing was that demonic monks often used it on their own disciples.

Restriction, once a disciple is controlled by the God-Questing Talisman, the demonic restriction will occur instantly. In just a moment, the disciple can be refined to death, or even the corpse can be destroyed.

However, the situation this time was different. After using the magic talisman, Wei Yuanchen, even a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm, seemed extremely nervous. He was mentally prepared for the rare devil prisoner in front of him to die. There were even monks around him who backed away slightly.

, lest he be splashed with blood.

But this time after Wei Yuanchen used the God-Questing Talisman, the monk fell into a coma. After a while, nothing happened, and the spell was actually successful.

Seeing this, Wei Yuanchen's eyes flickered and he was quite excited.

"Are you inheriting the demonic path from outside the territory, or are you a local demonic path?"

"What is the method to eliminate the plague in Yunling County?"

"Where are your master's elders hiding?"

None of these three questions are redundant. The harm done by foreign demonic cultivators is far greater than that of local demonic cultivators. They are almost inhumane, and their actions are illogical in the eyes of ordinary people. Many of them are influenced by the evil thoughts of foreign demonic gods, and they are almost gone.

Turn into a puppet.

His behavior is no longer based on his own interests as the first priority, but on the joy and anger of the demon god outside the territory.

"...We are...the inheritance of the Holy Path."

"... Yunling County plague needs to use evil-fighting lotus as the main medicine and refine Qingwen powder to cure the disease."

"The elders of my sect are... here, ah, ah, ah, ah... in King Peng Mountain!"

When this person yelled out this last sentence, the next moment a red light came out of his body from the inside out, his face suddenly became extremely distorted, and bursts of beast-like noises came from his throat.

He screamed, as if he was suffering unbearable pain, and in less than a moment, he completely turned into a puddle of mud, and died in excruciating pain on the spot.

"What's going on? Why is he still able to answer our questions even though he's been planted with magic?"

Next to Zhang Lie, an old Taoist with white hair and beard asked with a frown.

Demonic monks have many deceitful methods, and it is impossible to deal with them carelessly. No matter how many lives you have, it is not enough to kill you.

"I can explain this. He should have secretly broken half of the demonic restrictions on him, so the onset of the restrictions was postponed so that he could answer our questions; the alien demons confuse people, but as long as they are monks, after all

They still want to maintain themselves, and there are many successful monks among them, otherwise, where did our local demon sects come from?"

The person who said this was Qi Sihong, a fourth-level alchemist from the Zifu Palace in Danyang Palace. With this female cultivator’s knowledge and experience, she can certainly guarantee this.

In fact, this is the origin of many powerful demon sects in the Xuanhuang world. Casual cultivators cannot get the inheritance of the orthodox sects. Some who have the opportunity will join the demon path and practice the traditions of those outside the demon gods, and then return to the demon sect.
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