Chapter 28 From the depths of the Nine Netherworld
Xiaolin Town. Zhao Rucheng and Du Yehu have lost their fighting power, and Ling He is carrying Zhao Rucheng on his back, so only Jiang Wang can take action on the way back to the middle palace. Fortunately, at this time, he already has considerable experience in dealing with those wandering souls, and the Purple Qi Donglai Sword
He becomes more and more proficient in this kind of non-stop battle.
There is no need to worry about physical problems. Since returning from Tangshe Town and practicing Chongmai, he has accumulated more than 70 Dao Yuan. Although he used one less Dao Yuan before Dao Xuan was generated, it really came to a critical moment.
, each Dao Yuan can give him enough feedback, and there is not much pressure to support such an intense battle. In fact, these Dao Yuans are his trump card for four people to defeat Xun Palace. He did not expect that Zhao Rucheng was suddenly in danger.
And Du Yehu was so decisive.
"Let me tell you, don't keep crying all the time." After a while, Zhao Rucheng couldn't help but speak again: "Isn't it just excessive loss of qi and blood, and there is no way to remedy it."
"What can we do?" Before Du Yehu said anything, Ling He became excited first, holding Zhao Rucheng's hand and shaking him: "Speak quickly."
While Jiang Wang was cleaning up the wandering souls, he couldn't help but glance at him, and really wanted to give him two swords. This kid, if he had a way, he didn't tell him earlier, and he kept holding back the bad things.
"Hey, hey, you made my handsome head dizzy." Zhao Rucheng finally calmed down the 'temporary mount' and continued: "I happen to know that someone bought a solid stone from Yun State at a high price a few days ago.
The Yuan Dan is about to be resold. This pill has miraculous effects in nourishing Qi and blood and stabilizing the foundation. Some nobles take a Gu Yuan Dan before opening the pulse, so that the true spirit of the Dao channel will be stronger after opening the pulse.
He's so agile! Not to mention Du Laohu's mere loss of energy and blood."
"I just don't know..." He even raised the corner of his mouth, "Whether some people are willing to buy it."
Du Yehu paused for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I don't have any money."
"You can ask me for a loan. The rules in the industry are that you will come home at the end of the day." Zhao Rucheng said with a smile.
"Loan sharking is okay, Brother Hu likes loan sharking." Du Yehu smiled innocently.
"Okay, okay." Jiang Wang had a black line on his forehead. Among all the loan sharks in Maplewood City, who doesn't know that Du Yehu is famous for not repaying loans? In Du Huhu's words, these people are doing loan sharking anyway.
Those who do business are not good people. They can earn a little money for drinking. If he hadn't been born in a Taoist temple, he would have been thrown into the moat long ago.
"Xiao Wu, who is that person? How much money do you want to sell?"
Jiang Wang had secretly decided that no matter how much the person offered, he would find a way to raise enough money.
"The person who bought Guyuan Dan is actually named Zhao. What a coincidence?" Zhao Rucheng pretended to sigh, "What's even more coincidental is that he is actually from my house. What a coincidence!"
Jiang Wang took a deep breath and warned himself that Lao Wu was seriously injured and could easily be beaten to death. Only then did he control the urge to hit.
This kid went around and around for a long time, and finally said that he had a Gu Yuan Dan at home, which could make up for Du Yehu's loss. Just this sentence whetted the appetite of several brothers.
Even a man as generous as Linghe feels pain in his teeth.
However, with this guarantee, everyone felt much more at ease. Just as he was talking, he returned to the middle palace.
Li Jianqiu and Zhao Lang were already waiting here, discussing something with Wang Changxiang. There were some other brothers present, and they were not in very good condition. Wei Yan went to Duigong to support him, and he was the only one who had not been defeated yet.
Formation point.
"Junior brother Jiang is doing well." Li Jianqiu greeted casually.
Wang Changxiang also nodded to him.
"Ashamed, it was all due to the outbursts of Brother Yehu and Rucheng." Jiang Wang said with a bitter smile.
In front of several main players, he decisively gave in. The most important thing at this stage was to let them successfully open their pulses. The reason why Linghe was not mentioned was because the states of Du Yehu and Zhao Rucheng were more convincing.
Ling He didn't care either.
Li Jianqiu and others had experienced hundreds of battles, and they knew what kind of state Du Yehu was in at a glance, and were secretly frightened by how powerful his energy and blood were.
"When Wei Yan comes back, we will go straight to the middle palace." Wang Changxiang said, "This time everyone worked bravely to slay evil spirits and performed admirably. Maplewood City will not forget your contribution, and the Taoist Temple will not forget your merits.
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"Exactly!" As he spoke, Wei Yan had already walked out of the thick fog, followed by three Taoist disciples. Two more disciples did not show up. It seemed that he was already unfortunate.
The fierce battle did not stop at the Xun Palace. Except for Wei Yan and Li Jianqiu, who almost eliminated the resentful ghosts in the town without any damage, the rest of the squadrons suffered casualties. Eleven people died, and the battle fatality rate was nearly half! Almost everyone who was alive also took care of them.
Injuries. Even Zhao Lang was almost disemboweled, leaving a hideous wound on his abdomen.
If Wang Changxiang, who was sitting in front of the central palace, had not made timely arrangements, this detachment operation might not have been successful.
Wei Yan solemnly said: "If I can go back for this battle, I will be the first to ask for credit for everyone."
"I didn't expect the danger of this battle. But now Maplewood City's combat power is empty, and only you can stand up to the battle." At this point, he actually bent down and bowed, "I represent Xiaolin.
To suppress the souls of those who died in vain, on behalf of the people of Maplewood City, I would like to thank you for your bloodshed!"
"Brother Wei is serious," Li Jianqiu said.
Everyone turned aside one after another, refusing to accept this gift.
"What are you talking about, General Wei? You are from Maplewood City, don't we grow up here?" Du Yehu said dissatisfiedly, "Stop talking about false etiquette here, let's not delay!"
Even in such a weak state, this guy still showed his bravery.
Wei Yan took a deep look at him, raised his knife and turned around, "What this junior brother said is, follow me and charge! Let's see who is the monster who is poisoning our fellow villagers here!"
The eighth palace was broken, and the fog wall in the middle palace also lost its foundation, disintegrated silently, and no longer blocked the road. However, the thick fog has not dissipated, always blocking the view.
Wei Yan took the lead, with Li Jianqiu and Wang Changxiang supporting him. Although Zhao Lang was injured, his overall combat strength was intact and he was sitting at the back of the team. The group of people explored the middle palace with full vigilance.
At this point, there is no need to say more about the danger of Xiaolin Town. After experiencing the hardships of killing the resentful ghosts in the other eight palaces, everyone has imagined the evil of the middle palace position.
If those monsters who are doing evil in Xiaolin Town have their own agenda, they must be in this center.
This group of people can be said to represent the hope of the younger generation of Maplewood City. If they all die here, it can be said that the entire Maplewood City Taoist Academy will never be able to survive again.
But no one said anything about backing down. The road ahead is indeed dangerous and scary, but this is their hometown!
They were born here, grew up here, learned here, and are willing to die here.
In addition to Zhao Rucheng and Du Yehu, three Taoist disciples have also lost their fighting power. Xiaolin Town is so dangerous that it is of course impossible to leave them where they are. Therefore, Linghe still carries Zhao Rucheng forward in the team, and Huang Azhan serves as Du Yehu.
Yehu's old drinking buddy was also watching over him.
Unlike Du Yehu, who was almost exhausted, Huang Azhan was alive and well. In the previous battles, he was one of the few who remained intact, which showed that he still had some strength and was not entirely arrogant.
As the team was advancing, Huang Azhan suddenly stopped. He sniffed hard: "I smell the fragrance."
The team then paused,
He added: "It's a woman's rouge... no, it's body fragrance."
Everyone looked sideways.
He added: "It's a beauty."
Du Yehu said angrily: "Is that a dog's nose?"
"Ah! Gorgeous female ghost!" Zhao Rucheng suddenly became excited, "I just said yes? Du Laohu, please pay for my affair!"
No one paid attention to these two living treasures, because they had already reached the center of Xiaolin Town and saw the huge, moving vortex.
Apart from this, there is nothing else in the entire middle palace.
The girl in red dress, the white-haired old man, and the black-robed cultivator seemed to have never appeared before.
It's not just that they don't exist. There are no people, no animals, not even a brick or a brick, except for the endless thick fog, there is only this weird, lonely maelstrom.
"Why is the government office here missing? What the hell is this whirlpool?"
No one could answer this question. Only Wang Changxiang's eyes widened with inexplicable horror!
"Brother Wang, do you know him?" Wei Yan asked in a deep voice, holding a knife on guard.
But his question soon came to an answer.
Because from the deep darkness at the center of the whirlpool, a dark thing slowly poked out.
Seeing darkness from darkness is a very awkward description. But that's how it is.
That dark thing was in the darkness, but it was like the center of darkness, allowing everyone to see its appearance clearly. As it rose little by little in the whirlpool, its full picture was gradually revealed in front of everyone.
It was a stone archway, and it was not grand in style. It was just a layout of three rooms, four columns, and seven floors. If you ignore the dark texture and the scene in which it appears, then it is no different from the archways that people see every day.
But the plaque in the middle of the archway has already made it extraordinary.
There were three words written on it. No one here knew the font, but everyone understood its meaning at first glance.
