Zhu Lingwu felt a little strange in his heart, and this level seemed a bit unusual.

Although the tax officials and soldiers at this level are just ordinary people, they are not pretending to be evil demons and heretics, and some of the surrounding people and merchants also have no smell of spiritual power fluctuations.

But why did the tax official suddenly do this? It doesn't seem like he was suddenly sick? Could it be that he was really hurt by the magic of the Qi Refining disciple?

The inner qi refining disciple who was responsible for going up to solve these blocking levels was also surprised. He was not a teenager. As an inner sect disciple of the Chunyang Immortal Sect, he now has the eleventh level of Qi refining.

He didn't believe that the spell he released would be so uncontrollable. It must be because the tax officer was sick, and he must be sick.

But things have happened, and if the tax officer doesn't speak, the gate will not be opened to let their convoy pass by.

It’s not that they really can’t get through, they just rushed in full view of everyone. Then, wouldn’t their pretended caravan have completely exposed their identity?

(Uh, okay, it has been exposed a long time ago, but these Qi Refining disciples are not clear about it yet.)

So when he looked at the tax officer who was rolling on the ground with his head in his arms, the Qi Refining disciple frowned slightly, and he casually shot a light of inspiration at the tax officer.

As the inspiration penetrated into the tax officer's mind, the tax officer stopped wailing, but not long after, his whole body twitched, his eyes turned pale, and he fell straight to the ground and died.

The soldiers around all burst into screams. The tax officers here were originally implied that the ** spell temporarily blocked their minds, and they would let the caravan over in a daze.

But now seeing the tax officer dead, the soldiers on the side suddenly seemed to wake up. Nearly a hundred soldiers rushed out of the level with their weapons and surrounded the five and six Chunyang Sect Qi-refining disciples in front of the caravan in front.

"Demon, what kind of demon are you? You actually killed someone with magic!"

"Don't let them run away, go find the immortal master, go find the immortal master, this must be a demon. I just saw that demon using the magic trick!"

"Yes, yes, it seems there is some light!"

The soldiers also shouted in various ways. However, they seemed to see that these Qi Refining disciples were unusual. After all, they just saw that the tax officer was not touched by the Qi Refining disciple, and then they suddenly died.

Originally, the Qi Refining Disciple used the Spiritual Arts and Spells and emitted the Spiritual Light, which was not something that these mortal soldiers could see, but now someone seemed to see the Spiritual Light.

I don’t know if it’s true or false, maybe it was the soldier who shouted casually, but he won the bid in a daze.

After hearing the shouts of these soldiers, the merchants and travelers who were already gathered in front of the checkpoints to wait for inspection and clearance could not help but surround the strange caravans' carriages and trucks.

Many private soldiers from the business and travelers even showed their weapons. They faced the entire caravan, and according to the rules of the Jin Dynasty. This is also normal.

If you encounter bandits on the road and the thieves resist the encirclement of the imperial court, private brave soldiers from all over the country have the obligation to help the officers and soldiers. Of course, if you successfully help the official arrest and eliminate the crowd, they will also receive official rewards afterwards.

Therefore, now the tax officials at the checkpoints have had an accident, and the soldiers surrounded the suspects. Since the private soldiers of the caravans have also caught up, they naturally need help.

But when the soldiers shouted at the demons, these private soldiers did not dare to take action easily, but just surrounded the caravan.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted in the caravan beside him, "Don't be afraid of these demons. We have black dog blood to break the magic here. Come on, splash them with the blood first, and they can't use the magic to perform magic!"

With this shout, someone from another caravan on the side brought a bucket of fishy blood. I don’t know why he started to splash the hundreds of Qi-refining disciples standing in the caravan where Zhu Lingwu was.

However, the so-called black dog blood and evil theory is just a rumor in the world. This principle is a bit better, and it is only effective against ordinary low-level qi-refining cultivators in the world.

The black dog blood is a natural yang and evil thing in the world. If it is poured on some low-level qi refiners, it will indeed cause the spiritual power in the bodies of these low-level qi refiners to be confused, and naturally it will not be able to condense spiritual power to cast spiritual magic spells.

However, now facing these inner qi refining disciples, most of them have the cultivation level of about ten levels of Qi refining. Many people's cultivation level is even above ten levels of Qi refining, so how could these dirty blood objects in the world fall on their bodies?

So although the golden elixir and foundation-building monks in the caravan also knew what was happening outside, they did not come forward to do anything.

After all, the surrounding people are also ordinary mortals, so why do they need to take action? If they really come forward, wouldn’t it be digested when they spread it? It can be regarded as a trial for those Qi-refining disciples.

As for Zhu Lingwu's heart, everything that happened now seemed a bit strange. The most important thing was that the tax official died too strangely. Zhu Lingwu believed that the Qi Refining Disciple who came up to speak would not be unable to control his spiritual power.

But now there are no evil monks coming forward. Under the scanning of soul thoughts, there are indeed only some mortals around, so Zhu Lingwu did not do anything, and was just cautiously watching the show.

As for the Qi-refining disciples standing outside the carriage and truck, they did not take these mortals and common people's methods into consideration. Many of them just spread a layer of protective inspiration outside their bodies.

Many Qi Refining disciples just looked forward with a little bored feeling. They were still a little gloating and wondering how the fellow disciples who caused trouble in front would resolve such problems.

Some Qi Refining disciples were still smiling and whispered to each other.

The Qi Refining Disciple in front of him frowned when he looked at the dead tax officer. He felt even more inexplicable. How could he die like this?

No matter how weak the body of a mortal is, he will not die in an instant. He is very clear about how much spiritual power he has just used.

"Wait! This person's death has nothing to do with me, how can you do this!"

The inner qi refining disciple was not ready to think too much. He waved his sleeves at the other wing soldiers again, and released a circle of inspiration, preparing to use magic to hypnotize these wing soldiers to eliminate hostility.

Anyway, he can't explain this matter clearly now. What's the matter with dying a mortal? Maybe it's because this ordinary people in the secular world are sick and died just now.

However, when this tax official who could make the decision died, he had to spend more time controlling all the soldiers here. As long as these soldiers no longer mess around, the other passers-by who watched the fun would naturally not become hostile to them.
Chapter completed!