Late at night, in the southwest corner of Chashan Mountain, a group of cavalry looked at the low mountains with an indifferent expression.

They are the team sent by the Zhang family to eliminate demons. There are thirty-five people in total. All of them are dead soldiers who grew up in the Zhang family and were carefully trained.

Not only is he a dual-tempered body, but he has also participated in many demon-killing activities. He is full of courage and rich experience.

The body is equipped with 'cinnabar', 'realgar' and other things to restrain evil spirits, and has developed a body of yang-heat energy, so that no weak evil spirits dare to approach.

"Sir, there is evil spirit in the southwestern mulberry forest, but no horse hoof prints have been found."

"We don't dare to go deep, lest we scare the enemy."

The tea mountain is not high, only a few hundred feet, but it covers an area of ​​dozens of miles. They took two talismans and searched for evil spirits from far and near. Finally, they gathered it here and judged that the evil spirits had not gone far and were still there.

In the ravine in the southwest corner of this tea mountain.

After hearing the report, Zhang Quan raised his eyebrows and said, "The evildoer deliberately used magic to make the horse's hooves fly through the waves, so he did not leave any footprints."

"I just didn't expect that I didn't go far. How audacious! Did you deceive no one in my Zhang family?"

"Now that we have determined the general location, let's leave it to 'Mr. Feng'."

Zhang Quan ordered his men to set up the altar table, place the incense burner high, light agarwood, and bring in three deer, deer and jade animals.

Then he walked to the altar table, took out a piece of copper foil that looked like a document and contract, held it respectfully with both hands and placed it on the table.

"Pfft!" He bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Mr. Feng, please serve!"

The essence and blood were sprinkled on the copper contract, but there was no movement for a long time...

Zhang Quan's face turned dark and he rolled up the copper deed directly: "That's fine!"

"Hey!" Suddenly a faint light escaped from the contract, and everyone present felt chilled all over, as if the temperature had dropped sharply.

I saw agarwood burning at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. The green smoke was rising straight up, but suddenly it flickered, and a ghost shadow filled the air.

The ghost was hazy, wearing a green shirt, a turban and a sword. He was dressed like a scholar. He was extremely handsome and looked about thirty years old.

"Spray more blood, you're just feeding the mosquitoes!" He complained, his voice was no different from ordinary people, but his words had a coldness that made people's hair stand up unconsciously.

Zhang Quan bowed and said: "Sir, just come out and enjoy the blood food first."

"I've already paid tribute this month, when did your Zhang family treat me so well and make another donation? Hehehe, he must be up to no good!" Mr. Feng smiled lightly.

"Mr. Feng, my Zhang family treats you very well. We offer sacrifices every month and burn incense..." Zhang Quan said.

However, Mr. Feng interrupted directly: "Stop talking nonsense, the incense of your Zhang family is of no use!"

He looked at the wilderness and caught a glimpse of three roe deer and muntjacs. The ghostly figure immediately went over and saw the three fawns jumping around in fright, but they were held by ropes and could not escape.

After a while, smoke came out of his mouth and nose, and he collapsed withered and shriveled.

"You're asking me to do something for you, just a little blood food?" Mr. Feng couldn't get enough of it. Knowing that the Zhang family had something to ask him for, he opened his mouth.

Zhang Quan had been prepared and sent people to fetch many livestock. He then bowed and said, "Mr. Feng enjoys it to his heart's content. He only hopes to help the younger generation eliminate the demons in order to avenge the blood feud of the Third Young Master."

Mr. Feng sucked in the vitality and essence of cattle and sheep and feasted on it. After hearing this, he laughed and said: "So it's a demon slayer? You Zhang family's demon slayers still want to find me? What? The three-light divine energy has been exhausted?"

Zhang Quan also lamented in his heart, if the iron certificate is still there, why would there be any need to ask this old ghost?

It's a pity that the Third Young Master didn't know how he could manage to kill monsters with this magic weapon, or even damage the magic weapon.

"The ancestor's iron certificate has no other use, and today's demon is extraordinary. I am afraid that it has reached the level of spiritual consciousness, so I have to ask Mr. Feng for help."

When he heard that it was the spiritual consciousness stage, Mr. Feng's face became serious: "The spiritual consciousness stage? Why don't you let Zhang Tong come back?"

Zhang Quan opened his mouth and didn't say much. It's just because Zhang Tong is the ancestor of the Zhang family and a monk in the period of calamity. He can sense the secrets of heaven and seek good luck and avoid misfortune. If someone thousands of miles away wants to harm him, he can have a calamity in his mind and clear it up.

Chu.

It is already difficult for a monk at this level to fall, but the devil is as tall as the devil. A few years ago, he was exploring Jiulong Mountain and fell into the hands of the devil.

Somehow, Heavenly Dao didn't seem to remind him that there would be a murderous disaster on this trip, otherwise he wouldn't have gone at all, and naturally he wouldn't have died.

"Ancestor is in seclusion to practice magical powers. It's not appropriate to disturb him." Zhang Quan casually found an excuse to deal with it.

Mr. Feng snorted and didn't bother to care. It happened that the Zhang family needed something from him, so he could take the opportunity to make a request, so he said: "I am no match for monsters in the spiritual consciousness stage. Please ask someone else!"

Zhang Quan said quickly: "Mr. Feng, don't be anxious. We, the warriors, will do our best to eliminate the demons. We just ask Mr. Feng to help dissolve the demons' spells and channel their spiritual energy to prevent the demons from escaping..."

Mr. Feng knew this was the case, he was just manipulating it on purpose.

Although he is only a ghost cultivator in the spiritual stage, but with a group of powerful warriors, he is not afraid of monsters in the spiritual consciousness stage.

"No, no, I'm just a little ghost with low cultivation and trapped in this copper contract. How many spells can I resolve? If my soul is injured, how can this blood food be enough to make up for it? It's not worth it! It's not worth it.

Yes!" Mr. Feng refused frequently.

Zhang Quan said in a deep voice: "How can we make up for it?"

"How can I get a few kilograms of chalcedony?" Mr. Feng asked tentatively.

Zhang Quan said directly: "I would like to offer you three human sacrifices for you to drink. After the event is completed, there will be three more!"

When he heard about human sacrifice, Mr. Feng's eyes widened. Ordinary livestock can only be regarded as blood food, which will keep him from starving to death and will not bring much improvement to his cultivation... But people are different!

The spirit and soul are complete, the energy is complete and the essence is sufficient, the surrounding heaven is perfect, and it is favored by the way of heaven. It is the spiritual leader of all things and the nature of all phenomena! The precious destiny of heaven's materials and the wonders of earth's treasures!

To adopt the Tao, take supplements or take spiritual things every day, and then practice for half an hour to gain one day of Taoism.

The Zhang family imprisoned him in a copper bond and only provided him with blood food once a month, which had long since ruined his moral conduct.

But if it is a natural treasure or a panacea, you don’t need to take it every day.

For example, a pound of chalcedony can be equivalent to half a year of spiritual practice. After eating it, although you still have to increase your spiritual practice day by day, at least for the next six months, you don't have to take it every day. You can retreat in one breath and automatically increase your spiritual practice.

Therefore, providing him with Taoist resources has always been a precedent that the Zhang family has been unwilling to set! The main reason is that they are afraid that after he has practiced Taoism for a few years, he will break through to the stage of divine consciousness and break away from the constraints of the copper contract.

Unexpectedly, in order to eliminate the demon, this person finally relented and actually wanted to feed others as blood food?

After Mr. Feng drained the livestock, he saw two cavalrymen coming on horseback, dragging three slaves with ropes.

They were all handymen from Chashan Fort. Their hands were tied behind their backs and their bodies were covered with injuries. They were pressed to the ground by the cavalry and looked nervous and frightened.

They had already been forced to swear wildly and insult the way of heaven, and now they were dragged over. Seeing this battle, they didn't know that they were going to be sacrificed alive, so they started crying and shouting.

"What a great treat for me." Mr. Feng smiled coldly.

Zhang Quan smiled lightly and said, "What do you think, sir?"

"No matter what, I just want chalcedony." Mr. Feng didn't even look at the three slaves.

Zhang Quan raised his eyebrows, feeling a little distressed. One pound of chalcedony lasted half a year, and three ordinary people also took half a year.

But chalcedony is rare and very expensive. In terms of cost performance, of course it is cheaper to buy it in person.

I didn't expect that after being imprisoned for so many years, this old ghost would still be picky.

"Okay, one pound of chalcedony, and after everything is done, there will be another pound." Zhang Quan nodded.

"It seems that this demon is really powerful. Please tell me in detail!" Mr. Feng still didn't rush to agree. It was not easy to get the resources, so how could it be so easy to compromise?

Zhang Quan immediately said: "This demon has excellent heels and beautiful appearance. It was transformed from a clear spring on Lao Mountain in Jiaodong. It is good at water spirit magic. Twenty years ago, it acquired the authentic Taoist teachings and learned the Shen family's "Yuhua Sutra" , and maybe he also knows how to use water to grow trees. His name is Shen Leling, and his nickname is Lao Shanshui Girl."

Mr. Feng raised his eyebrows and said: "Lao Shanshui Girl? This demon has a close relationship with me! I can't harm her!"

Zhang Quan glanced at his mouth and didn't believe his nonsense at all!

Just because Mr. Feng was subdued by the ancestor in the copper contract fifty years ago, and at that time, the Laoshanshui Girl probably had not yet opened her spiritual orifice. It was just an ordinary clear spring. How could it have a connection?

But Mr. Feng said with a serious face: "Don't believe it! Nalao Mountain has been a famous mountain since ancient times. It is on the East China Sea and has tigers and dragons on it. Therefore, immortals from overseas often come from the west and stop by this mountain... When the First Emperor visited the east, , once visited this mountain, set up an altar high, and prayed to see Penglai Anqisheng."

"How could I not have traveled to such a famous mountain during my lifetime? I still remember it was midsummer..."

Zhang Quan interrupted: "Two catties when it's done!"

"Tsk!" Mr. Feng said seriously: "I really can't harm her! Just listen to me! In the midsummer of that year, I climbed Lao Mountain and looked eastward at the sea. When my mouth was dry, a clear spring suddenly emerged from the cracks in the rocks. The water gushed out. After I took a swig, I suddenly felt refreshed, my fatigue disappeared, and I shouted: What a sweet spring!"

Zhang Quan looked at the tea mountain and mulberry forest, worried that the evildoer would notice if he delayed for too long, so he said: "Three catties!"

"Hey~" Mr. Feng waved his hand and said: "The sweet spring will relieve my thirst. I bowed three times on the spot, pointed to the spring water and said: You must have spiritual wisdom in this sweet spring. If you become a demon in the coming year, I will be rewarded. !”

Zhang Quan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Sir, please don't be too greedy."

Mr. Feng said with excitement on his face: "Do you understand? That sweet spring is so kind to me! How can I harm my benefactor?"

"I'll give you a total of five kilograms of chalcedony. If you don't agree, please take it back, sir!" Zhang Quan said coldly, and then rolled up the copper deed.

When Mr. Feng saw this, he immediately lamented: "Oh, I don't deserve it. I just sigh... things are different and people are not the same, everything is over!"

"Back then, she came to me to drink from the spring, but today I am fighting to the death...can I give the five kilograms first?"

"I only prepared two kilograms." Zhang Quan waved his hand, and someone came up with the box. Inside, there were several pieces of pure white jade that were as warm and moist as oil.

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Feng's ghostly figure floated, and he stroked the beautiful jade back and forth with an expression of enjoyment.

After a while, those two kilograms of beautiful chalcedony became dull and turned into rough and ugly jade. They even became soft and turned into powder when crushed hard.

"Let's go quickly." Zhang Quan urged.

Mr. Feng glanced at them: "Don't worry, how can you not prepare Huangquan water to deal with the demons in the spiritual consciousness stage?"

"The yellow spring water flows dozens of feet underground. If it is taken out, it will have no effect." Zhang Quan said.

Of course he knew that yellow spring water was the most common thing that restrained the soul, but it had to be living water.

Mr. Feng said with a smile: "That's because you don't know how to preserve it. Do monks who use yellow spring water to make elixirs have to stay dozens of feet underground?"

"Please give me some advice, Mr. Feng."

"Just drink it, it's the easiest, hey hey hey."

After hearing this, Zhang Quan's face darkened. The Huangquan water was dirty and cold, and it was muddy water. Wouldn't it be bad to drink it?

Mr. Feng spread his hands: "Anyway, I have an idea. The human body is the best carrier with all five elements. If the coldness of the yellow spring water is allowed to spread throughout the body, then the monster will sweep you with its spiritual consciousness, which will definitely damage your soul."

Zhang Quan said: "Dig the Yellow Spring water now and waste time. I'm afraid the evildoer will escape!"

Mr. Feng looked at the mulberry forest, channeled his energy, and said after a while: "The monsters are not in the mulberry forest. These monsters were deliberately gathered to deceive you."

Mortals can only rely on things like monster bells or talismans to detect monsters. Experienced monsters can easily deceive them and lure them away.

"Then...where is the monster?" Zhang Quan said in a concentrated voice, thinking that it was a good thing that he invited the ghost cultivator, otherwise he would not be able to catch up with him, let alone defeat the monster.

Ghosts are the most sensitive to aura, so their ability to channel aura is more powerful than monsters and humans at the same level.

I saw Mr. Feng pointing to a bare stone peak in the southeast corner of Tea Mountain and said: "There is a sign of condensed moonlight, and there is a vague evil spirit. I think the evildoer must be practicing in that stone peak."

"Don't worry, she can't escape as long as I'm watching! Get water quickly!"

Zhang Quan then sent people to do it. It was not until late at night or early in the morning that everyone drank a lot of dirty water and looked ugly.

"The poison won't kill you in a short period of time. If you spit it out at the critical moment, it can also pollute the monster's original water." Mr. Feng said calmly.

Zhang Quan looked at the sky and said, "It's almost dawn, can you do it?"

Mr. Feng curled his lips and said: "What kind of ghost do you think I am? I am a ghost cultivator! As long as it is not the sun at noon, I am not afraid."

"Take the copper deed and follow me!"

He was leading the way, while Zhang Quan collected the copper deed and followed behind. Although Mr. Feng could travel as a ghost, he could not leave the copper deed more than three feet away.

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Chapter completed!