There are people patrolling the Chashan Fort day and night.

In addition to teams of local warriors, there are also ten powerful warriors wandering around various areas holding lanterns.

As they passed the workshop area, they heard the sound of forging.

"Clang clang clang!"

"Huh? Who is still forging iron at this late hour?" The first one-eyed warrior asked the people around him.

Someone else replied: "There must be craftsmen working late at night..."

They followed the sound and came to the outside of the forge. Looking inside, they saw rows of blacksmith shops. Only one of them was lit, and the fire was brightly lit in the night.

I saw a young man from a distance, with a focused expression, tense muscles, hammering hard... He had forged one round, then quenched it, and while waiting for tempering, he kept hammering another piece.

Repeatedly without any intention of resting.

"Oh, I remember him," a warrior said, "This kid offended Manager Liao and was fined with dinner. Maybe Manager Liao asked him to work hard all night and didn't allow him to sleep."

"Why?" the one-eyed warrior asked.

Someone else replied: "Don't we know about Manager Liao? He's a villain! So I'm not surprised if someone is punished and not allowed to rest."

The one-eyed warrior chuckled lightly. He was neither given food nor sleep, and still had to do such heavy physical work, just to torture people to death.

Doesn’t that young man know that it’s late at night and no one is looking after him, so he doesn’t know how to be lazy for a while? Is he really honest?

But he pondered for a moment, and without saying anything, he led his men to continue patrolling: "Everyone, please be alert, there are monsters in Chashan Mountain recently."

"Instructor Ma, are there really monsters?" asked a thin warrior.

"Really!" Coach Ma touched the cloth covering his left eye and said seriously: "And the evil spirit is terrifying! The castle master went up the mountain to test it himself. It may be the spiritual consciousness stage..."

"hiss!"

Hearing the words Divine Consciousness Stage, many warriors present became nervous. To warriors, this was definitely a big monster.

"Don't panic, the castle is very popular, what do we have so many warriors afraid of? Moreover, the castle owner has a noble status, and the monsters dare not harm us. We have all obtained military status. The castle owner is sure that even if the monster comes, he will probably eat a few.

Untouchable." Coach Ma's tone was calm.

The emaciated warrior said worriedly: "But... what if the monster insists on eating us regardless of the fire in the mortal world?"

Coach Ma laughed loudly: "We martial arts practitioners are indeed very helpful, but the backlash of red dust fire is even more harmful. Why bother if the harm outweighs the benefit?"

"The monk used magic to kill a well-organized sergeant. If there is no special secret method to resolve it, it is estimated that a year of moral conduct will be damaged by the red dust fire."

"What is this concept? The most famous powerful man in the world, Penglai Immortal An Qisheng, has been practicing since the pre-Qin Dynasty. He has practiced Taoism for at least five or six hundred years. This... is enough to kill five or six hundred soldiers.

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"A hundred years ago, Sun Bofu, the little overlord of Jiangdong, was arrogant and arrogant. He offended Taiping Taoist Yu Ji and wanted to kill him several times. However, because the little overlord paid homage to the prefect of Kuaiji, and attacked the Marquis of Wucheng, he even had a vague idea of ​​separatist rule.

The king's appearance, the red dust and the fire, can be said to be equivalent to seventy or eighty years of Taoism, so in the end Yu Ji only frightened ghosts every night, plus secret calculations, and the use of ordinary cause and effect to cause him to die suddenly."

The warriors nodded, they had all heard of this. The nobles were the most powerful, the poor men were the second most powerful, the sergeants and sergeants were the second most powerful, and the untouchables were the weakest.

If immortals and demons are counterattacked by the red dust fire, they will be burned away and their realm will fall.

The emaciated warrior said nervously: "A noble person's fire is strong, but it does not mean that he is immune to all evil. If he is homeless, hungry, cold and desolate, and is reduced to the miserable situation of a refugee, the red dust fire will rapidly decline."

Everyone's expressions were solemn, as the world of mortals and fire is not static.

In the current era of great chaos, many noble families have fallen into disgrace, and many people have been displaced. The anger has become even weaker, and then evildoers are everywhere!

The emaciated warrior continued: "And I heard that there are many ways for immortals or demons to weaken the mortal fire of us mortals?"

Coach Ma curled his lips and said: "There are indeed many ways... Some noble gentlemen acted unscrupulously and were stupid and hopeless, so they were killed by monsters."

"But most of them are seeking their own death!"

The emaciated warrior looked confused: "Self-inflicted death?"

Coach Ma said: "There are many ways to weaken the red dust fire. The most serious one is the curse! It is permanent and unrecoverable."

"For example, the young master of the Shen family in Leling loved to flirt with women the most. The monster used some tricks to deceive him, saying that she was some kind of Wushan goddess who wanted to have sex with him and be a fairy couple forever... He really believed it!"

"Then the monster coaxed her to make random vows to God. The young man was so lustful that he swore several oaths but refused to do so. He was cut into 90% of the earthly fire and died in the hands of the monster."

All the warriors laughed: "How audacious are you to dare to swear to heaven casually? If heaven protects him, then he will be a ghost."

"Young masters from rich families should know not to swear at will..."

"He knows it from above, but doesn't know from below!"

"Hahaha! It's really a knife in the head for sex!"

The emaciated warrior was a little surprised: "Instructor Ma is really well-informed, he even knows the secrets of such a wealthy family!"

Coach Ma smiled proudly: "Our Yanshan sect has been a famous family for hundreds of years. How can it be that our reputation is in vain?"

Everyone is envious. Although the Yanshan sect has now lost its gate due to the raging barbarians, it was indeed a famous sect before. Coach Ma learned his skills in Yanshan, and even the wealthy are treated with courtesy, and they are like country warriors.

Naturally different.

The emaciated warrior cupped his hands and said, "I don't know what other taboos there are. Please tell us, Coach Ma, so that we, the crude warriors, can be wary of monsters."

"Yes, yes... please ask Coach Ma to give some guidance to the brothers!"

Many warriors present did not understand the red dust fire, so they asked for advice one after another.

Coach Ma's face was full of pride: "In that case, I will tell you... Do you know if you can kill the world of mortals?"

"Behead the world of mortals?" All the warriors were confused.

Coach Ma smiled: "You have never thought about it. The emperor obviously pursues immortality, why doesn't he cultivate immortality?"

"Because there are no immortal bones?" the emaciated warrior replied.

Coach Ma shook his head and said: "Let me put it another way, if there is a person with immortal bones in the royal family, why should he not be the emperor? Even the people with immortal bones and natural talents in the major aristocratic families are not the heads of the family? All the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty loved to talk about mystical doctrines.

But there isn’t a single cultivator?”

"It's because the first step into the immortal path is to kill the world of mortals!"

"Cut away the fire of this mortal world and become an outsider from now on!"

"They cannot have any worldly power! Only in this way can they use immortal bones!"

"Those who temper their bodies cut through the mortal world, activate their immortal bones, condense their magic power, and then have psychic vision and step into the immortal path. This is the magical stage."

The warriors suddenly realized, but they were all hopeless people, so this was just a story.

The emaciated warrior asked in confusion: "What does this have to do with us? We don't have immortal bones, how can we kill the mortal fire?"

"Yes!" Coach Ma said solemnly: "Anyone can make a wish to the way of heaven and cut off the fire of this mortal world."

"In the past, the young master of the Gao family in Pingcheng was deceived by monsters. After he died in the mortal world, he became a meal on the plate..."

All the warriors were stunned: "This... this is too stupid!"

Coach Ma shook his head: "The young master has immortal bones, but he is young and has not yet tempered his body. The monster helped him temper his body. When the two called themselves brothers, the monster asked the young master to cut through the mortal world immediately and break through quickly. The young master did not have much

I thought, so..."

All the warriors looked at each other: "Anyway, we don't have immortal bones, so we won't be killed in the world of mortals... No one can coax us!"

"Hong Chen Huo doesn't have to kill himself, others can kill him too!" Coach Ma gave them a sideways glance.

"What!" Everyone was shocked.

Coach Ma continued: "There are three things that can kill the mortal world. The first is the way of heaven! The second is the emperor!"

"As long as the emperor has formal rituals and prayers in the sky, he can kill anyone within the control of the country! Well, if a wealthy family controls the government, they can do it with the help of the emperor."

The emaciated warrior asked: "What about the third one?"

"Of course it is a magic weapon!" Coach Ma said with admiration: "It is said that a person who has achieved the Tao realm can refine a magic weapon that contains the patterns of heaven. This thing can cut through the world of mortals. So don't really think that the immortal family can't

They just don't bother to kill mortals."

The emaciated warrior smiled and said, "Are our monsters not that powerful? Are there other taboos?"

"Haha, yes, what kind of superior existence is it to achieve great power in the Tao realm? The monsters that haunt the tea mountain will never achieve it in their lifetime, so killing the world of mortals is not something to worry about."

"Yes, Coach Ma, let me tell you something simple."

The warriors were chatting and laughing, and had already inspected the livestock shed.

Unexpectedly, Coach Ma's face darkened: "There are simple ways, but what if the monsters listen to it?"

"What if this monster is hiding in the dark and doesn't know how to cut off the red dust fire? When I tell it, it learns it!"

"Uh..." Everyone's expressions changed.

Coach Ma glanced at them suspiciously: "You have been making noises, asking me to tell you how to peel off Hongchenhong! I almost took it lightly!"

"Is it possible that the monster is among you?"

He paid attention to everyone's expressions, but everyone looked at the others nervously in shock.

The performances are all natural, no one looks like a monster.

"Instructor Ma, could there be a mistake?"

"We have worked together for many years and know each other well..."

They were all talking nonsense, and Coach Ma became irritated and shouted: "That's enough! Monsters are the best at deceiving people. I'll kill anyone who talks nonsense again!"

Then he drew his sword and pointed it at the emaciated warrior, with sharp eyes: "You! You were the one who started teasing me, and from the beginning to the end, you were the one who encouraged me to tell me the method!"

For a moment, everyone looked at the emaciated warrior. Thinking back, it was indeed true!

The thin warrior's eyes widened, he took a step forward and explained anxiously: "No, I just..."

"Don't let him get close to me! Kneel down!" The sword in Coach Ma's hand was full of murderous intent.

The emaciated warrior quickly knelt down with a puff: "Sir! It's really not me!"

Seeing that he really knelt down and did not resist, Coach Ma's face softened slightly: "It seems that it's not you. Otherwise, you would either take action or run away at this time. How could you kneel down?"

"Oh, that's right! It's really not me!" The emaciated warrior breathed a sigh of relief.

Coach Ma held his sword in front and said coldly to the others: "What about you? Kneel down, too!"

Everyone knelt on the ground, and then they saw a young man walking out of the barn, holding two bundles of grass in his hand.

They all recognized him as the blacksmith boy they saw not long ago.

This person is a pariah. They would have been unhappy if he had been there before. How could they kneel down to him?

But now the situation is special. Seeing that the young man did not get out of the way quickly, but looked at them with curiosity, and accepted it calmly, all the warriors could only swallow this breath. The top priority was to clarify themselves and find the monster.

As for this untouchable, just kneel down for him and get over the matter before you first.

But at this moment, Coach Ma's voice suddenly became calmer: "You are all so obedient. It seems that you are not monsters...I am."

"You...you!" All the warriors were horrified.

"Let me continue. There is a little-known method of cutting down the mortal fire..."

"That year, the young master of the Qu family in Beihai County was deceived by a monster into thinking that a woodcutter on the mountain was a sage, and he knelt down to him. As a result, his body was weakened by red dust and fire, and he became the monster's meal."

"It turns out that the woodcutter was just a pariah, and he was homeless and terminally ill. He had nothing and cursed the sky, causing all the red dust fire in his body to disappear."

"And if you take the initiative to kneel down to the untouchables who have no earthly fire at all, your own anger will plummet."

Coach Ma's voice was erratic, and a terrifying and cold aura enveloped them like maggots on the tarsal bones and seeped into the bodies of the warriors.

After hearing those words, the warriors hurriedly tried to stand up, but it was already too late. They felt so weak under the cold air that they couldn't stand up at all!

"Help...help!"

"There's a monster!"

"Don't kill...don't kill me..."

"Gululu..."

They howled in despair, but tentacles like water spread from behind, sweeping across their bodies.

Soon everyone was wrapped in the water, floating in the air, struggling desperately.

Coach Ma's voice became more and more like a woman's, and he said with some emotion in his recalling tone: "Actually, the young master of the Shen family in Leling back then was not a philanderer, but he really loved me."

"I made him swear ten oaths, but in the end he only reduced 90% of the red dust fire... Only when I ate him did I realize that he was sincere when he swore he would marry me."

"Oh, so in order to commemorate him, from then on I will be called Shen Leling... cluck hee hee hee..."

The nine warriors trapped in the water were terrified and in extreme pain, feeling that their energy and spirit were being drained away.

The emaciated warrior reached out from the water to the untouchable boy and shouted: "Quick... call... someone!"

However, even his voice could not break through this layer of water.

"Kekeke... aren't we just the patrol team? Who else do you want to call?"

"I just took you around twice. The spiritual consciousness covers a hundred feet in radius. There is no one else nearby except this young man."

"What a good luck. As soon as I sneaked in, I met a mortal who has no mortal fire."

Shen Leling still occupied Coach Ma's body at this time, and countless streams of water spread out from behind Coach Ma's one-eyed blindfold.

When using this magic, Coach Ma's skin was as pale as a dead person, his pupils were dilated and lifeless, and his body was stiff and dry. It could be seen that he had been dead for a long time.

Gurgling, countless bubbles emerged from the water film, and the nine warriors stopped moving, as if they had been squeezed dry.

With a snap, the body was thrown to the ground and shattered into pieces, as crisp as dead leaves in autumn.

"Hey! Young man, you are miserable. You don't have any red dust fire at all." Shen Leling was very happy. She was able to eliminate nine warriors so smoothly because the young man in front of her had no red dust fire at all.

This is actually quite rare.

Being homeless, miserable, and living in poverty will only weaken a person's worldly life, rather than erase it.

As long as one's background is decent, no matter how downcast one is, there will still be some security. Many refugees, disaster victims, and untouchables actually still have a little bit of security. If they have been soldiers or officials before, their security will be even greater.

There are very few mortals in the world who have no mortal fire at all. God knows what they are like when they come from a humble background... Or do they often curse and scold God for fun? She has only met one such 'forsaken person' in her life, and he died of illness very quickly. , I didn’t expect to meet another one now, who is actually strong and full of energy.

"Giggle, poor boy, there is no cost to me eating you." Shen Leling's voice rang out from the gurgling water.

A stream of water flowed like a thread, wrapping around the boy, strangling his throat, then surrounding it upwards, and finally formed a woman's face beside the boy's left ear.

The young man asked curiously: "Are you a monster?"

"..." Shen Leling's laughter faltered, and he twisted his numerous water-current tentacles a little doubtfully: Isn't it obvious enough that I'm a monster?

"Yes! I am a monster! A shocking monster!"

The young man carefully looked at the countless water tentacles, his expression was like looking at a rare animal: "I heard that monsters are cruel and vicious, so will you whip me too?"

"Whip? Hahaha!" Shen Leling trembled with laughter: "No, I will eat you!"

The young man looked solemn: "Will he die?"

Shen Leling was speechless. Didn't he know that people would die if they were eaten?

At this time, the young man touched the water flowing around his body, and then suddenly stretched out his tongue to lick her condensed face!

After licking it, I smashed it in my mouth and found that it had no taste.

"You!" Shen Leling shouted and withdrew the water. The young man's behavior was beyond her expectation.

He was stunned and said: "Grrrr... I can eat countless people! Young man, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Afraid! Don't eat me."

Shen Leling smiled: "Okay, then you have to listen to me. From now on, I will let you...hey, why are you going!"

"It's fine if you don't want to eat me. We'll talk about it tomorrow. I don't have time tonight and I have to go blacksmithing!" The young man ran away when he heard that he wasn't going to eat him.

Shen Leling was confused. What kind of fool is he? He wants to go blacksmithing after seeing a monster?

No wonder he offended the manager, it’s really not unreasonable.

"Chuck cluck hee hee hee... interesting."

She did not chase this boy, nor did she want to eat him. After all, he was a mortal without fire, and only hungry monsters would eat him. She had to make good use of him.

In an instant, countless water flows went back from the eye sockets. The body of the horse coach slowly returned to blood color, and the pupils shrank again.

He smiled faintly, fixed his blindfold, cleaned up the scene, and ran away pretending to be panicked.

"There are monsters! There are monsters!"

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Chapter completed!