Chapter 180: Victory in the Destruction of Xinqing City
Before dawn, the whole city was littered with the corpses of monster soldiers. There was not even a place to stand. The blood everywhere was so horrifying that it was impossible to look straight at it.
Su Fan stood on the roof of a residential house and looked at the old man helplessly. He smiled bitterly and said: "Although I am not opposed to killing, but... we should also leave a way out of here for ourselves."
A smile suddenly appeared on the serious face of the withered old man. He held up his sleeves and held a piece of paper talisman in his hand. He threw it away, and the corpses of the demon soldiers immediately burned.
Whether it was in the streets or in the ditches and rivers, all the corpses of the monster soldiers were ignited in raging fires. Of course, ordinary fire could not cause any damage to the corpses of the monster soldiers.
But the paper talisman was not ordinary. In less than half a quarter of an hour, all the corpses of the demon soldiers turned into fly ash. As the morning wind blew by, they blended into the soil of this morning and became the dust of tomorrow.
In just a moment, the entire Xinqing City was covered with restrictions. Su Fan couldn't imagine how the fisherman did it. The restrictions could be removed with just a wave of his hand.
But if you want the lake, the stacked buildings, and the new willows and spring flowers beside the road to be covered with restrictions, it won't be that fast.
"You don't have to doubt the fisherman's forbidden technique. He is a remnant of ancient times. His duty in the temple back then was to teach the forbidden elders." Old Man Ku noticed Su Fan's suspicion and immediately explained.
Formation originated from ancient times and was proficient in ancient times. In ancient times, formation was developed into restriction. At that time, the method of restriction was at its most glorious.
Later, the ancient monks appeared, and the way of spell puppet gradually appeared. Because the prohibition required too high a level of understanding on the monks, it was gradually abandoned. Until now, the prohibition has been classified as inferior, and few people are proficient in it.
So Su Fan was surprised when he saw that the fisherman had placed restrictions all over the city in just a moment. In fact, the fisherman was just showing his ordinary skills.
Before anyone could crow, the fires at the street stalls in the city were lit.
The mellow smell of rice hits your face, and the residents who get up early to practice boxing and swords also get up early. Everything last night seems like a dream. This morning, you are still doing what you need to do, as if nothing happened.
Perhaps a few broken willows on the shore attracted the attention of some old men, but according to the lies told by those who liked to tell lies, it was normal for the strong wind to blow down a few trees last night. This sentence covered up the whole story of last night.
"Tian Yao Pavilion" is still open normally. Perhaps they are the only people in the city who know what happened yesterday. Because they are from the Wu clan, they don't need to pay attention to anything about the Tian Yao clan.
Su Fan and his party walked through the bustling streets and walked directly into the city lord's mansion.
Willow Bank Bridge.
The elegant waterfront residences and a picture-like scene come into your eyes, making you feel refreshed.
It is not easy to have a river outside this area that is extremely short of water. There are actually people who can create a lake at home. If those outside were to know about it, I wonder how they would gossip about it.
Walking across the small bridge in the morning mist, the old man said he would take the fishermen to search the city lord's mansion in preparation for future battles.
Su Fan and Liu Tiejiang have no interest in this aspect. Liu Tiejiang is interested in the sweet fruits that attract bees and butterflies in the garden, while Su Fan is interested in the quiet pavilions.
Living outside the territory for a long time, it is rare to see items such as fruits. Although they have long since disappeared from the world, encountering such items can still attract the attention of some monks.
I randomly picked a few sour fruits and stuffed them into my mouth without even bothering to clean them, just like a child in the mountains who entered a wealthy family and was at a loss.
Su Fan unconsciously started to laugh. He didn't expect that the person who looked like a butcher last night would actually have such a cute side this morning.
The pavilion is a wooden pavilion. Although it is not as magical as the Huxin Pavilion of the Xuanji Sect, which is independent of the water, it is still comfortable enough. I thought that the craftsmen who built this pavilion must also be from the Song Dynasty.
Because those people from the rude and martial tribe only know how to practice weapons casting skills. Not to mention ghosts and demons, cultivation is the first priority. Only the people of the Song Dynasty who have infinite leisure and elegance all day long have the interest to study all day long.
This elegant thing.
There is no need to worry about Tianyao City bringing troops to attack, because the whole city has already set up a dragnet. This city is designed to attract prey.
Old man Ruoku said: "In the past, we killed generals, but today we also kill a commander for fun."
Xinqing City is not a prosperous big city. This type of city is mostly populated by mortals. There are not many monks. Most of them are just the demon soldiers protecting the city in the city lord's palace.
Nowadays, this place is an empty city in the eyes of those who know it, and a peaceful town in the eyes of those who don't know.
There is no need to worry that they do not know the situation here and cannot attract people from Tianyao City. How can nearly 20,000 demon soldiers not strictly inspect it.
What's more, the old man from the Sky Demon Tribe who was acquainted with Commander Zhao was let go. How could he let go of this opportunity to report the news? There must be a reason for letting him go, otherwise how could the old man let him leave, the temple and the Sky Demon City?
Su Fan witnessed the deep hatred and hatred last night.
What's more, how could Su Fan let him take away the Feng Yu Crossbow for nothing?
There are so many fruits in the yard that I don’t even know how to cultivate them. There are fruits that are available in Tianyuan County, and there are also fruits that are not available in Tianyuan County. There are so many varieties at once.
Tiejiang Liu was so excited that he tasted each piece one by one. He didn't even notice the withered old man looking at him with a strange expression and was still devouring it.
"The widow has just sent back information. This time it is Commander Zhao, the ninth of the nine commanders. Liu Tiejiang fought with him in the early years, and Liu Tiejiang was injured." The old man said slowly and calmly.
"Fart, if I hadn't been besieged by them back then, how could I have been injured in a one-on-one fight." It seemed that it touched Liu Tiejiang's sadness, and he cursed angrily.
The old man said with a smile: "If I give you another chance, can you kill him?"
Blacksmith Liu looked startled, and hurriedly ran towards the crowd, saying solemnly: "The old man's cultivation has reached that point now. I have been concentrating on forging in recent years and wasted my cultivation."
The old man glanced at Blacksmith Liu with disdain, then slowly turned his head to look at the painter, and said loudly: "Recently, the painter has entered Taoism with a talisman, but he has barely entered the third realm of Taoism. Do you dare to fight with Commander Liu?"
"You can't be like this, it's been so many years, how do I know that there will be a day of comeback." Liu Tiejiang shouted anxiously: "That year when I said that I wanted to enter Tianyao City, you stopped me. Wait a minute.
Just a few hundred years..."
The withered old man still had a smile on his face and looked at Blacksmith Liu with deep meaning without saying a word.
"Okay, let me go in this battle. It doesn't take ten moves to kill him." Liu Tiejiang said seriously.
After that, Blacksmith Liu turned around and disappeared into the garden. Before leaving, he did not forget to say: "The painter is already very old, so you are not afraid of him slipping up to his waist."
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After looking at each other and smiling, the three of them, the withered old man painter Su Fan, were left in the garden.
The painter is very old and usually rarely talks, so he doesn't communicate much. It is very rare to be able to sit and talk like this today.
At some point, the old man took out three wine glasses from his sleeves, and then took out a wine bottle from his storage bag.
"Peach Blossom Wine." Su Fan looked slightly startled and said softly: "Sir, have you been to Peach Blossom Creek too?"
The old man smiled faintly and said casually: "Of course I have been to Peach Blossom Creek. When I was in Tianyuan County, I also gave one person several bottles of peach blossom wine."
"That man is wearing purple clothes?" Su Fan asked.
The old man slowly poured wine for the three of them and said in a harmonious voice: "It is the old man in purple, your master."
"oh."
In response, Su Fan slightly picked up the wine glass and took a deep sip. He thought about it a thousand times and seemed to see the kind old man and the master who was drinking with him.
"I am proficient in the art of deduction, and I predict that you will eventually meet that person." The old man did not say who the person was, but it was already obvious to Su Fan.
Su Fan had no doubts about the withered old man's deduction skills. What he was a little obsessed with was what he would say if he really met him in the future.
The painter who was sitting silently aside suddenly sighed and said solemnly: "Young Master Su should know a monk named Wuming."
Su Fan paused slightly and looked at the painter.
"Young Master Su, there's no need to be surprised. It's not strange for the old monsters that have survived here to go to the domain. The seal of the Realm Master has long been unstable, and any Immortal King he appointed has long since disappeared." The painter's expression
Calm, as if describing an ordinary thing.
But it sounded different to Su Fan. Back then, in Pluto's tomb, Pluto used his last lifespan to seal the ghost king, but at this moment, many seals had been broken.
"I am also one of the people who got out of the seal. I am good at spells, so the seal has no hindrance to me. After I broke the seal, I planned to look for the remaining sealed brothers, but I met Wuming." At this point.
The painter was a little excited and drank a glass of wine.
He continued: "I accepted him as my disciple, and his cultivation level improved quickly, but then I met Mr. Ku, so I left. I wonder if he is okay now."
Su Fan opened his mouth, then smiled lightly and said: "He is a genius. He broke through the Tianyuan Sect. I haven't seen him since."
After nodding solemnly, the painter fell into calmness again.
"Tiejiang Liu is back." The old man suddenly smiled.
Following a whistling sound, Blacksmith Liu was seen carrying a middle-aged man wearing black armor and dropped it in front of the withered old man.
The withered old man raised his eyes and suddenly laughed and said: "It is indeed Commander Zhao. As expected, Mr. Liu's sword is still young."
"One hundred thousand demon soldiers were all wiped out in Fengxia Ridge." Liu Tiejiang said excitedly about the results of the battle.
Su Fan looked calm, but in fact he was shocked. One hundred thousand demon soldiers was not a small number, and it was enough to attract the attention of senior officials within Tianyao City.