The strange screams coming from the woods on both sides of the official road are terrifying.
Jiang Yang couldn't help but stretched out his hands and rubbed his arms, muttering in his mind...
Do all bad people smile like this?
Although it's scary, it looks funny.
The next moment, there was a "boom".
The man fell from the sky and shook up countless fallen leaves on the road!
A bald man wearing gray-white monk robes, arms crossed across his chest, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on the official road, blocking Jiang Yang's path.
Jiang Yang stood still, blinking.
His brows suddenly furrowed into a "Chuan" shape.
He stretched out his hand forward and put it down again the next moment. He had something to ask.
But endured it.
He wanted to ask:
Master, why are you turning your back to me?
Yes, the bald man fell from the sky with his back to Jiang Yang.
Does this make him appear in a very special way and look like a superior person?
Jiang Yang was a little confused.
"May I ask, what does this master do to block the path of a poor man?" Jiang Yang looked at the back of the bald man's head and asked.
The bald man slowly opened his eyes and found that there was no one in front of him.
Um?
Where are the people!
Jiang Yang's voice came from behind again: "Master? Master?"
Only then did the bald man realize that he was going in the wrong direction. He quickly turned around and raised the corner of his mouth: "Jie Jie Jie..."
"When you meet me, I can only say that you are unlucky." The bald man smiled and shook his arms suddenly.
Shout!
There was a strange sound, like a copper bell!
Then, I saw the bald man's body glowing with golden light, as if the real Buddha had descended to earth.
"Golden bell cover, iron cloth shirt!" The bald man shouted, raised his right palm, flew towards Jiang Yang and slapped him: "Arhat Palm!"
Jiang Yang was startled...and subconsciously prepared to pull out the peach wood hairpin from his hair crown.
Shall I go? Do you have any grudge against me?
How come I don’t know this myself?
When did I offend the master?
No impression.
Not impressed at all.
Jiang Yang looked at the bald man using "Golden Bell Mask, Iron Cloth Shirt", his whole body glowed with golden light, and his eyes were filled with envy.
Buddhist magical powers, I really want to learn them!
"Gudong"
Jiang Yang couldn't hold it back and swallowed.
The bald man opposite was stunned. Why was he swallowing?
As soon as he made his move, Jiang Yang already knew the bald man's cultivation level.
The peak of god refining!
The strongest person I have ever met!
It is much stronger than the already dead Tie Tianyuan.
In the Wind River Valley, he was able to defeat Tie Tianyuan with the help of the "Words and Methods" talisman.
After that time, Jiang Yang knew how powerful Fu Zhuan was.
From then on, Jiang Yang cherished every talisman and seal.
Because using one less is not critical, Jiang Yang will not use the talisman easily.
But the peach wood hairpin is different.
Come and go as soon as you wave...
There is no limit to the number of times.
Moreover, the peach wood hairpin is one of Jiang Yang’s strongest trump cards.
The bald man is at the pinnacle of god-refining, and he must also use his strongest attack.
So Jiang Yang subconsciously pulled out the peach wood hairpin from his hair crown.
rub--
…
The bald man walked peacefully!
…
The bald man struck with an "arhat palm", and Jiang Yang was about to pull out his hairpin to fight back.
But before the hairpin was pulled out, a rope hanging around his waist suddenly came to life.
Jiang Yang was surprised for a moment and moved slowly, half a beat.
This rope was kept by Nan Yuan to pay off his debt. After getting it back, Jiang Yang found that this rope could not be put into the Qiankun Bag.
Nan Yuan himself said that this rope is called "Demon Binding Rope" and it is a magical weapon.
Since it was a magical weapon, Jiang Yang carried it with him everywhere, hanging it on his waist silently.
Unexpectedly, it suddenly "came alive" today.
The demon-binding rope is red all over, with golden threads woven inside, trailing the tail light.
At an extremely fast speed, it circled towards the bald man with a "whoosh" sound.
Then.
Then, Jiang Yang saw the demon-binding rope tying up the man flying in the air.
Tighten suddenly.
Before the bald man could react, he fell solidly to the ground with a "pop".
The demon-binding rope was tightened, and the "golden bell and iron cloth shirt" on the bald man's body were crushed to pieces in an instant.
The battle is over before it even begins.
Jiang Yang stood there, still keeping the action of pulling out the hairpin... The bald man was squirming on the ground, with veins popping out on his neck, trying with all his strength to break free from the broken rope.
However, he desperately found that his peak god-refining strength could not be used at all under the constraints of this rope.
Moreover, as he resisted, the rope became tighter and tighter.
The bald man felt that his two arms were about to be broken by the rope.
But the next moment, the bald man discovered that as long as he didn't resist, the rope would loosen a little.
So, the bald man lay quietly on the ground.
Keep the green hills and don’t worry about running out of firewood!
Tread——
Suddenly a handsome little Taoist priest appeared in front of him, and the little Taoist priest smiled evilly.
The bald man was startled: "What are you going to do?"
"What do you think?"
The little Taoist priest grabbed the bald man on the ground and carried him on his shoulder with one hand.
As the demon-binding rope subdued the bald man with one move, Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
He picked up the bald man and walked towards Qingyuan Temple.
He didn't ask so many irrelevant questions.
Looking at it for now!
The bald man seemed to be his enemy. As soon as they met, he would hit him without saying a word.
It would be better to carry him back to the temple and ask Lao Huang to interrogate him in person.
With his shoulders against the bald man, Jiang Yang felt the wind blowing under his feet, making it difficult to walk on the rugged mountain road. Under his feet, it felt like walking on flat ground.
Soon, Jiang Yang returned to Qingyuan Temple.
As usual, Jiang Yang burned a few sticks of incense with the Sanqing Patriarch in the front yard.
Then he carried the bald man in one hand and came to the backyard.
As soon as the two appeared, several people in the backyard gathered around them out of curiosity.
"Old Huang, I caught a bad guy!"
Jiang Yang lifted the bald man in his hand and told Lao Huang who was sitting on the roof of the thatched house what happened on the way back.
Lao Huang was tasting new wine, his cheeks were dark red and he smelled of wine.
Wow——
Lao Huang turned over and staggered to the front.
He stepped forward to look at the bald man's head, breathed a sigh of relief on the bald man's head, and wiped it with his sleeve.
The bald man roared silently... You can ravage my body, but you cannot insult my personality.
Flicking his bald head with his fingers, Old Huang smiled and said, "Oh? Bad guy?"
"Um."
Jiang Yang nodded and said: "On the way back, he ambushed me and struck at the slightest disagreement. I almost fell into his trap!"
Bald man... Haha, you were obviously the one pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, and you defeated me, a peak god, in one move.
"Let's leave it there for now, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Lao Huang kept opening the wine bottle, holding his own wine gourd, and staggered back.
"That's OK."
Jiang Yang threw his bald head into the yard and ignored it.
Anyway, the big bald guy can't run away.
…
…
late at night.
Juxian Town, Shuxianmen Inn.
In a fine wing, Shen Tucheng, wearing a red robe, was lying cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, meditating, and exercising his power.
"Boom!"
There was a knock on the door, and it was the second disciple of Shentu City who pushed in.
A woman in red named "Hongxiao".
After Hongxiao came in, he first bowed to Shentu Cheng who was meditating, and then said:
"Master, my disciple went to the official road and checked carefully. There was no large-scale fighting there."
At this time, a man in black robe hiding in the dark said:
"Could it be that the fight was not on the official road, but somewhere else..."
The man in black robe is the senior fellow of Hongxiao and the great disciple of Shentu City. He likes to hide in the dark and never shows his true face to others.
"No." Hong Xiao shook his head and analyzed with eyebrows locked: "There is still the aura of the third junior brother there. The battle is there, and there will be no mistakes."
The man in black robe was silent for a long time, his lips moving: "In other words, junior brother was fighting with the people of Qingyuan Temple there, but was quickly subdued?"
Hongxiao nodded and said solemnly: "The person who comes here is an expert!"
In the afternoon, Master sent his third junior brother, who was not very smart, to teach the Taoist priests of Qingyuan Temple.
I originally thought I would be able to return in half an hour.
However, everyone waited until dark, but did not wait for the third junior brother to return in triumph.
Something happened to the third junior brother!
Hongxiao just checked the official road and came to a simple conclusion:
The third junior brother was subdued by the master in two or three moves!
"Master, what should I do? Is the third junior brother in danger?"
Hong Xiao looked at Shen Tucheng, who was lying on the couch with his eyes closed, and asked worriedly.
Shen Tucheng turned his hand and took out a jade plaque from his arms.
The jade sign was not damaged, which meant that the third child's life was not in danger.
Shen Tucheng opened his eyes, threw the jade token to the red ribbon, and ordered: "Take this, you go to Qingyuan Temple tonight, and you must rescue your third junior brother. Don't alert the snake. If you are discovered, return immediately, and do everything possible."
Don’t be fond of fighting.”
"Got the order!"
Hong Xiao clasped his fists and retreated immediately.
Shortly after Hong Xiao left, there was a knock on the door again.
"Dong dong dong!"
The man in black robe disappeared, and then Shen Tucheng spoke:
"who?"
The person outside the door said:
"Guan Kui of Juxian Town would like to see you, sir!"
Guan Kuitong?
The chief officer of Shuxian Sect in Juxian Town.
I heard that this person has been working in Juxian Town for decades and has never been transferred.
This person does not compete or grab, and has no ambition to make progress. He is a mediocre official.
"Enter."
The door was pushed open, and not only Guan Kuitong, but also Guan Kuitong's two assistants came in.
"Guan Kuitong (Zhao Jun) (Liu Yong), I have met your lord!" The three of them bowed.
Shen Tucheng glanced at the three of them, his voice hoarse:
"I would like to obey the order of King Jing. Five days later, I will order the three of you to open the formation barrier of Guimu Mountain in Juxian Town."
The three of them looked at each other and were surprised.
Guan Kuitong raised his head and said, "Sir, is there something wrong with this move? The triennial monster hunting event has not yet come, and there is still a full year left."
Since ancient times, Guimu Mountain has been a place where monsters reside.
Thousands of years ago, after the human race established its dominance over the Nine Provinces, in order to prevent the monsters from Guimu Mountain from coming out to harm the people again, they spent hundreds of years building a circle around Guimu Mountain to form a barrier.
This formation barrier is equivalent to a cage, trapping thousands of monsters in the "Slap Land" of Guimu Mountain, preventing them from going out.
Monster beasts live and reproduce in it, without any hindrance from the human race... However, monster beasts reproduce very quickly and their survival territory is limited. Over time, some monster beasts will unite and attack the barrier in an attempt to escape. Although the barrier is strong,
But it can't resist the attacks of monsters in turn.
Thus, the triennial "Monster Hunting Festival" was born.
At that time, a small exit will be artificially opened at the junction of each place.
When the monster smells an opportunity, it will escape from the open exit.
In this way, it can be regarded as a disguised reduction in the number of monsters living in the Ghost Mother Mountain.
And how could human cultivators let these escaped monsters go?
Monsters are full of treasures and are expensive.
During the "Monster Hunting Festival", each local sect will organize manpower to wait at the exit for the monsters to fall into the trap.
This is where the monster hunting event comes from, which is held every three years without ever going wrong.
"This is Prince Jing's order. Just follow it. If anything happens, I will be responsible for it!"
Seeing this situation, the other two people couldn't say anything.
Only Zhao Juan took half a step forward and said, "Sir, think twice!"
Shen Tucheng glanced at the middle-aged scribe with contempt and said, "Are you questioning Prince Jing's order?"
"Zhao Jun doesn't dare!" Zhao Jun clasped his fists, pondered for a moment, and said, "Please explain the situation to us, why do we need to open the barrier a year in advance? Let me know something in my mind and make preparations as soon as possible."
"Forget it. It doesn't hurt to tell you. The reason why the barrier was opened is because Prince Jing wanted to raise a four-eyed spirit fox. The spirit fox was born on Penglai Island in the East China Sea. Two hundred years ago, two spirit foxes escaped by chance.
Enter the Ghost Mother Mountain. The spirit fox is naturally timid and afraid of people, so it will not easily leave the Ghost Mother Mountain. Only when the barrier is opened and the spirit fox has the idea of escaping back to Penglai Island, will it come out and give it a try."
"At that time, I will take action to capture the spirit fox, and you can seal the barrier again. Then you will be fine."
Upon hearing this answer, the three of them all showed incredible expressions.
Just to trap a four-eyed spirit fox, Prince Jing ordered the barrier to be opened a year in advance?
Is it a little hasty?
"You will be responsible for hunting down the monsters that come out with the spirit fox. Each of the hundreds of sects in Juxian Town will contribute something, so the monsters that escape will not cause any big disaster... Furthermore, this monster
The beast is full of treasures, so hundreds of sects must be willing to help."
"No! There are too many uncertainties in opening the barrier a year in advance."
Zhao Jun looked very anxious and suggested: "If you want to catch the spirit fox, this is not the only way. In fact, we can send experts to search the Ghost Mother Mountain. As long as you are determined, you can definitely..."
"presumptuous!"
Shen Tucheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the pressure emanating from his body made everyone breathless.
"This is Prince Jing's order. How could it be that you, an official the size of a sesame seed and a mung bean, gave it to you?"
The other two people hurriedly stepped forward to hold Zhao Juan, and the official said:
"I sincerely obey King Jing's order, and my subordinates will do it now!"
Shentu Cheng nodded with satisfaction, and immediately threw a bronze key from his arms: "This is the key to the Zhennan Pass underground formation, and I will leave it to you for safekeeping temporarily."
Guan Kuitong stepped forward to catch it, but he was still a little surprised.
It stands to reason that the demon hunting event held every three years is of great importance, so the keys to unlock the formations in various places are kept by the Shuxianmen headquarters in the capital. This key will not be given to local officials easily. Why this time...
But he was not allowed to think too much. Shentu City was already exhausted, so he waved his hand and asked a few people to retreat. This chapter has been completed!