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Volume 1: Zhao Shanhe Chapter 67 The Gap between the Enemy and Ourselves

While Ji Yuan and others were concentrating on refining the elixir and recovering from their injuries, Zheng Wanrong finally returned and led a group of people outside Xuantian Temple.

Each of these people had a strong build, uniformly dressed in black robes, and had a long sword hanging on their waist. They looked like they were killing people just by standing there.

A total of twenty men in black were standing in two rows on the left and right in the alley in front of the Taoist temple. They looked straight ahead and no one made any sound.

In addition to these twenty people, there was also a middle-aged man who followed Zheng Wanrong into the Taoist temple and came to the side courtyard where everyone gathered.

"Brother!"

Zheng Wanrong called softly, and then gave way to the middle-aged man behind her.

The moment he saw this person, even Zhao Yuansong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other person would come here in person.

"Brother Zhao, I didn't expect to meet again so soon."

Xu Liuqing clasped his fists and smiled. It was like the first time he met last night. He didn't have any airs on his body, but he was very approachable. It was hard to imagine that the other party was the new leader of the Three Swordsmen Society, and he was also a figure who had been involved in the world and the underworld for 20 to 30 years.

Zhao Yuansong returned the greeting, and then briefly introduced the identity of the visitor to the surrounding police officers and the Zhao family nurses.

And when his words fell, everyone in the courtyard showed shock, and they quickly saluted the leader of the Three Swordsmen Association and the Three Swordsmen Association in front of him, fearing that he would be unhappy.

The Three Blades Society in Qianyu City, although it is said to be a Jianghu sect to the outside world, is actually a gangster force in nature, and all gangs within hundreds of miles follow its lead.

Even within the county, the Three Blades Society controls docks, brothels, gambling houses, underground banks, and other industries. The leaders of various gangs are basically its nominal members.

Not to mention the three gang leaders, even one of the gang leaders is not someone that ordinary gang leaders dare to mess with. Even the county government's police officers will usually treat him with great courtesy.

Most of the time, the peace and tranquility of a city depends on the local county government, but there are also rare times when the help of these gangs is indispensable.

"The area around Baiyun Temple has been sealed off, and ordinary people will never be able to get close."

As soon as Xu Liuqing came up, he went straight to the topic: "The demon in the temple is silent for the time being. He must be waiting for an opportunity."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuansong looked thoughtful: "Brother Xu, do you think it is possible that with our strength we can try to kill this monster?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes focused on Xu Liuqing, especially Hui Xin in the corner. There was both anger and worry in his eyes, and his face looked like he was hesitant to speak.

But he also knew in his heart that once he fell into the ways of demons, he would never be able to regain his humanity, and his thoughts were just a ridiculous extravagant hope.

"I'm afraid it won't work. The other party is at least a second-level cultivation. In addition, Shen Lang has said that Baiyun Temple must have been arranged and a formation was set up to transform it into a place of evil spirits."

Xu Liuqing shook his head and rejected the proposal.

After hearing this, Zhao Yuansong couldn't help but look solemn.

The so-called evil place does not just refer to a place where evil spirits are entrenched. Usually, in addition to being full of evil atmosphere, such existences can receive blessings by standing here, which will increase their own cultivation.

The degree of this improvement depends on the scale of the evil land, and it can even reach a large level by force at most.

And in addition to the blessing of cultivation, the evil land of a certain scale will also give birth to many incredible magical powers, adding more ways for the evil spirits to occupy this place.

"If there are five or six Confucian or Buddhist monks, they will not be afraid of the influence of this evil force."

Zhao Yuansong said to himself: "In addition, whether it is the power of the gods in the City God's Temple or the big seal on the county government hall, it can break away the evil spirits."

It's a pity that no matter which one it is, it has become a luxury hope for them at this time.

August is now entering autumn, and the triennial imperial examination has just been held in rural areas. Most scholars have gone to the county in advance to prepare for the county examination in October. I am afraid that Shen Lang is the only Confucian in the entire Qianyu City.

Scholar.

As for the Buddhist monks, only Hui Xin is left, and the rest have been killed by Master Wu Hai.

As for the Chenghuang Temple and the county government, it goes without saying that both places have become dragon pools and tiger dens, and Baiyun Temple is even more dangerous and has turned into a place of evil spirits.

At the thought of this, everyone couldn't help but fell into silence, and at the same time they felt a headache. It was as if they had entered a dead end and the way back was blocked.

But in this blocked dead end, there is still a wolf in front and a tiger behind. If you can't find a way, you will only end up dead.

Nowadays, things have happened in the county government, Zhao family and Baiyun Temple. It seems that the other party doesn't care about being exposed at all, and obviously has an unimaginable plot.

And anyone with a discerning eye can see that the person who secretly plotted the plan has already played such a big game of chess, and it is impossible to let go of anyone who has any feelings.

"What do Zhenshan Sect and Yuanshan Escort Agency say?"

When everyone was silent, a voice suddenly came from the side.

As their eyes converged, a group of people saw Ji Yuan, who had closed his eyes to heal his wounds, but had opened his eyes at some point.

He waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down, and then looked at Xu Liuqing solemnly.

Seeing this, the latter sat on the ground and said: "The other two heads of the Three Swordsmen Association had already paid a visit last night. When they came, I also ordered my subordinates to report the situation of Baiyun Temple."

"The witnesses and physical evidence are there, and the two families will definitely send people to the Chenghuang Temple and the county government. The chance of finally convincing them to take action is not low."

But as he spoke, Xu Liuqing suddenly shook his head. Although he could indeed persuade the two families to take action, in the end they would be fighting on their own, making it difficult to truly effectively threaten the opponent.

But no matter what, the Zhenshan Sect and the Yuanshan Escort Bureau are one of the three sects in Qianyu City. They are as famous as their Three Sword Clubs, so their strength is naturally not weak.

With their participation, the situation will become less difficult in any case.

"It's still not enough..."

However, Ji Yuan shook his head and his expression became heavier.

Several guards and police officers were confused after hearing this. In their opinion, with the support of the three strongest Jianghu sects in Qianyu City, no matter how powerful the opponent was, they might not be incapable of fighting.

Even when they heard that the Zhenshan Sect and the Yuanshan Escort Agency would probably take action together with the Three Swordsmen Society, they even felt that the crisis was over. Even though there would be some twists and turns along the way, the final outcome would not change.

Only Xu Liuqing, Zhao Yuansong and a few others understood the meaning of Ji Yuan's words in the first place.

Indeed, even though these three Jianghu sects are helping out and even serving as the main force against those who are plotting behind the scenes, it is still not enough.

If we look at the numbers of the three factions, they are indeed enough, and have even far exceeded the strength currently displayed by the other party.

But these three sects have a crucial shortcoming, that is, there are no monks or warriors above the second realm to take charge!

According to the clues that everyone has so far, there are at least four second-level opponents, namely Laohuaishu of the Zhao family, Wuhai of Baiyun Temple, the chief envoy of the county government, and the City God of the City God's Temple.

There are three second-level monks among them. As for whether those in the county government are monks or warriors, we don't know yet.

And this still does not take into account the people who are plotting secretly. Theoretically speaking, the number of existences above the second level will only be greater.

But on their side, Zhao Yuansong is the only one with the second level of cultivation. As for whether Song He from Luohunpo can come, even Ji Yuan himself is not sure.

Although many days have passed, and with the pills he left behind, Song He's injuries should have recovered, but unexpected situations cannot be ruled out.

And for the enemies we will face next, some methods can indeed produce restraint effects, but they are not as obvious as those against evil ghosts. It is difficult to rely on methods to cross the border and kill them.

Calculating it one by one, even with the help of three sects, it is difficult to change the final result. The number of top masters is seriously insufficient.

"I heard that the Zhenshan sect has an ancestor who is a second-level martial artist. He is now one hundred and sixty years old. He usually lives in seclusion in the sect."

Xu Liuqing looked thoughtful and told a secret that few people knew.

But after hearing the sound, Ji Yuan couldn't feel happy at all. Instead, he looked like he was frowning.

He had also heard in the past that the ancestor of the Zhenshan Sect was indeed a ruthless character when he was young. No one in the black and white circles for hundreds of miles around dared to offend him, and he even had a good reputation in the county.

It's a pity that the opponent is now one hundred and sixty years old, and the martial artist is aggressive. Although he is a second-level practitioner, he suffered too many injuries when he was young, and his body is almost empty. It is difficult to retain much fighting skills.

force.

If we really want to calculate it, the ancestor of the Zhenshan Sect is at most half of the second realm. Unless the opponent fights for his life and loses a few years of life, it will be difficult to display the true killing power of the second realm.

"The ghosts in Baihua Tower should also be in the second realm."

At this moment, Shen Lang, who had been keeping his eyes closed and adjusting his breath, suddenly spoke.

He looked at the crowd, his eyes showing his thoughts: "Perhaps we can make a deal with it and bring it to our side."

Hearing this, Ji Yuan's face immediately showed a look of contemplation, and then he slowly told the story about Baihua Tower under everyone's doubtful eyes.

Two days ago, Shen Lang accidentally discovered that there was a ghost in Baihua Building, so he lurked in under the pretense of looking for flowers and willows, and secretly found out the depth of the ghost. However, in the end, he had a conflict with a leader of the Three Swordsmen Association.

After Ji Yuan found Xu Liuqing and rescued him from the hands of the Three Swordsmen, he encountered what happened last night.

Otherwise, they would probably look for an opportunity in the next two days to explore the reality of the ghost in Baihua Tower.

At this time, what Shen Lang said seemed to be reasonable in Ji Yuan's opinion. As for the so-called transaction, he understood the general idea after just a moment's thought.

"You said you could use the Bone-Regenerating Flesh Pill to induce it to side with us and jointly fight against the person who is secretly scheming?"

He looked at the scholar beside him and said thoughtfully.

The Pill of Transforming Bones into Flesh has a miraculous effect as its name suggests. It can make bones grow into flesh and blood. It is a first-rate fairy elixir. It is extremely unsuitable to refine. Even a great alchemist would have difficulty guaranteeing that ten furnaces can be used to make one furnace.

As for the ghost hidden in Baihua Tower, according to Shen Lang's investigation, there is no doubt that it has bones. The importance of this elixir to it is self-evident.

"First of all, we don't have the bone-turning and flesh-regenerating elixir. Secondly, how can we ensure that the other party won't rebel against us?"

Zhao Yuansong frowned and said, "Besides, it's a bit hard to accept such a deal with a ghost."

If it was just a ghost according to his temperament, he would kill it if he refused to cooperate. Unfortunately, with the current situation in the city, there is really no way to do this, otherwise he would definitely knock on the door and directly plant a few restrictions to drive it to death.

for their use.

Otherwise, it would be a bit of an insult to the master's face if word spread that an upright disciple from a well-known sect would fight side by side with ghosts.

"Brother Zhao, your idea is wrong. Extraordinary measures are used in extraordinary times. If you can save the people of a city, so what if you fight against the enemy side by side with ghosts?"

Xu Liuqing shook his head and said.

After hearing this, Zhao Yuansong's expression became serious, obviously he was very educated.

Indeed, compared with the lives of people in a city, this kind of thing is almost negligible. Even if word spreads, no one can say anything wrong.

"But if this is the case, how can we find the Bone-Regenerating Flesh Pill? We can't give that ghost an empty promise, right?"

He looked at the crowd with a rather helpless smile on his face.

The value of a Bone-Transforming Flesh-Regenerating Pill is enough to be exchanged for three or four magical artifacts of acceptable quality. Moreover, it is priceless and has no market. As long as there is a little bit of news, it will be sold out in the shortest possible time.

At this time, how do they want to find it? They can't really make an empty promise after the fact, right?

If this was really done, even if the ghost didn't turn his back on the spot, he would definitely turn his back on him at the critical moment.

Hearing this, Shen Lang turned his head silently and looked at the little Taoist priest beside him.

At this time, Ji Yuan's face looked a little strange. Seeing everyone following the scholar's gaze, he hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "How many of the bone-transforming and flesh-generating pills... I think I have made them?"
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