Shi Yan wiped his palm on the old man's body, and a green gourd appeared out of thin air with a flash of light in his hand.
Shaking the gourd, Shi Yan pulled out the plug from the mouth of the gourd, and a foul smell suddenly wafted out.
Shi Yan poured it carefully, and the black viscous liquid slowly flowed out and dripped on the old man's wrinkled forehead. Thick smoke suddenly rose up, the skin and flesh creaked, and the smell of rotten flesh made him shudder. Roll your eyes.
Even Xu Tingfeng, who was sitting in the inner hall, almost felt sick. He quickly covered his mouth and nose and shouted angrily: "Shi Yan, what are you doing?!"
Seeing that Shi Yan was silent, Xu Tingfeng suddenly appeared beside Shi Yan. The old man on the ground had no bones left, leaving only tattered clothes.
"It's still not as good as that kid. His poison is obviously more powerful and moisturizes things silently. It would be great if I had his hands! Killing people, destroying corpses, and destroying traces all in one go..." Shi Yan murmured to himself.
Xu Tingfeng frowned, not hearing clearly what Shi Yan was muttering, and looked at the green gourd he was holding and asked, "What is in this sapphire gourd?"
Shi Yan just came back to his senses, grinned and said: "Hall Master Xu is so knowledgeable that he actually knew that this is a sapphire gourd! The thing inside is the venom of the corpse weasel."
When Xu Tingfeng heard this, she immediately took a step back. Based on her experience, she naturally knew that the poison of the corpse ferret was so powerful that even the slightest contamination could lead to death.
She looked at Shi Yan's empty left arm and the sunken position on his back, and suddenly narrowed her eyes: "Hall Master Shi was playing with fire and burning himself!?"
Shi Yan shook his head and put the jade gourd into the ring. The corners of his eyes twitched a little. He obviously didn't want to mention this matter anymore, so he changed the topic.
"I just said that guy will come back to the city. Lei Fang's guys are working hard, but it's just in vain."
Xu Tingfeng said calmly: "Don't underestimate Lei Fang. His cultivation level is not good, but his brains are better than yours. I advise you to show your kindness to him."
"That's right, that old boy Lei Fang looks like a monkey on his face. I feel ashamed for playing tricks. This is my meeting gift to him! You will have to bear witness for me then, Hall Master Xu!" Shi Yan pointed to the pile of rotten clothes on the ground.
Xu Tingfeng raised the corner of his lips and reminded: "You'd better leave as soon as possible. If he leaves the city early, he will enter Qianji Lake by now! Don't forget Lei Fang's words, that person has already broken through. We’ve reached the third realm.”
The third realm Xu Tingfeng mentioned was the Earth Spirit Realm. At first, she didn't believe Lei Fang's words, but she believed it after hearing Liao Furong's evidence.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! I can catch him even if it's half a day later! Are you sure that the sect master is going to die this time!" Shi Yan smiled confidently, and then looked at Xu Tingfeng.
"Maybe you're afraid that you won't be able to capture him alive." Xu Tingfeng teased, obviously still thinking about that night at Zuiyue Tower. If Shi Yan hadn't blindly competed with Wu Tao, Lin Chuan would have been captured long ago.
Shi Yan smiled and disappeared into the courtyard.
Xu Tingfeng looked at the pile of rotten clothes on the ground and couldn't help but sigh.
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Lin Chuan said goodbye to Lu Dabao, and then went south to Xiling Ferry with Murong Longyue.
At noon, the two of them had just crossed Qianji Lake. The ferryman was a young man. Although his hands and feet were quick, his ability to control the boat was not good.
The young boatman apologized profusely, saying that today was his first day taking over from his father on the ferry, and he was really sorry for delaying the merchant's time. Finally, he refused to accept Lin Chuan's money.
Lin Chuan was not the kind of person to procrastinate, so he hurriedly thanked him and left with Murong Longyue.
The two of them arrived at a small town. Lin Chuan planned to find two fast horses in the town and find a restaurant and teahouse to eat and drink.
Lin Chuan saw that the name of the town was a bit familiar, and it was called Qiaojia Town.
He instantly thought of Qiaojia Village on the southern border, and then thought of Qiao Waner, but it was a pity that he had not had the chance to go to Dongxuan Academy yet.
At the moment, he has to take care of the matter of Xiling Crossing first, and then he has to go to the Demon Forest. The heart-attached seed in his heart is always a heart disease. Aunt Gai's prescription treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and the time to suppress it is gradually shortening.
After settling the matter, he had the opportunity to visit Qiao Waner in the Academy, provided that he was still alive.
As soon as the two entered the town, they ran into a group of cars and horses. Passers-by gave way one after another. Seeing this, Lin Chuan pulled Murong Longyue aside.
The leader of the cavalry looked sideways at the two of them, specifically at Murong Longyue. Although Murong Longyue's face was covered by a gauze veil, her tall and proud figure could not be concealed.
Lin Chuan released his spiritual pressure slightly, and the leader immediately withdrew his gaze, raised his hand towards Lin Chuan, and then raised his whip to urge his horse to leave.
He didn't want to cause more trouble, but that didn't mean he was a person who was afraid of trouble. Lin Chuan and Murong Longyue continued walking towards the town.
The streets in the town were bustling with people, and the liveliness was no less than Thousand Machines City. This was beyond Lin Chuan's surprise. Lin Chuan guessed that it was probably because it was close to Thousand Machines City, but it was not as harsh as Thousand Machines City.
Lin Chuan's guess was soon confirmed. The vendors in the town were all spiritual masters with good cultivation, and Lin Chuan had a minimum level of cultivation in the Mysterious Spirit Realm.
There were many fishy monsters among the passers-by, and they did not hide their blood-red pupils. Lin Chuan even saw two monsters with animal heads and human bodies, most of which were the beast monsters from the Southwest Fang Tooth Ridge.
These vendors are not protected by the patrolling spirit guards like those in Qianji City. There is a high possibility of forced buying and selling. If there are no passers-by to help, everyone will have to rely on their own abilities.
Fortunately, there were many people here, and no one dared to break the rules in front of so many people. They shouted hard, and Lin Chuan bought two Xuan Dan.
To capture it, almost all the spiritual essence in his body was spent.
Lan Yin'er doesn't want to suck human blood, so she can only use the Breaking Realm Pill to suppress the practice of demonic nature. This can indeed avoid being controlled by the demonic nature, but the price is too high. Even if he is as rich as the Eastern Emperor, he may not be able to do it.
I can't afford a fishy monster.
The two of them entered a teahouse, and the teahouse waiter was quite discerning. He trotted up to them and greeted them with a smile.
"What kind of tea would you like to drink, gentlemen?" Lin Chuan was about to ask what kind of tea was available, but he saw the people around him suddenly cheering. Following their gazes, Lin Chuan saw an old man with white beard and hair pouring from his insides.
The hospital walked out.
Lin Chuan was about to turn his head when he suddenly looked at the old man again, but heard the clerk beside him say: "Oh, this is the new storyteller in the town. If you are interested in the Hong furnace artifact, you might as well listen to it."
listen."
After being reminded by the waiter at the teahouse, Lin Chuan suddenly thought of the storyteller he met in Licheng. The impression in his memory overlapped with it, but it was undoubtedly that person, just a little more old-fashioned.
"A pot of bamboo leaf tea and some refreshments."
"Come on!" The boy disappeared in a flash.
"Everyone, be quiet. My surname is Lu. Yesterday I introduced today's twenty-one Hong Furnace artifacts. Today I'm going to talk about the Hong Furnace itself!" The old storyteller patted the table, and the crowd around him gradually became quiet.
"I just came today! But I don't know the ranking of those artifacts. Sir, can you tell me again!" A red-ridged man carrying a machete on his back shouted loudly.
As soon as this voice came out, some people agreed and some objected. The two sides were arguing. Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, they suddenly heard the teahouse waiter say loudly.
"The first one is the Heaven and Earth Furnace, the second is the Scorching Sun Sword Spirit, the third is the Xie Jiao Han Cui Nail, the fourth is the Pocket Ballista, the fifth is the Eight Thousand Tooth Saw, the sixth is the Rock-Splitting Mace, and the seventh is
The dragon and tiger break the military halberd, the eighth is the moon-shattering meteor hammer, the ninth is the moon-hiding cicada-wing sword, the tenth is the shadowless bell... the twentieth is the wishful pipa, and the twenty-first is the fire-avoiding ice skirt."