While Chi Xuan was sleeping soundly, Jicheng had already exploded.
The soldiers and soldiers kept silent about what happened that night and refused to talk to anyone.
However, there were many people who knew about it, and even if no one said it, it spread. The people in Jixian County's awe of Chi Xuan has reached a new level.
Originally, although he also respected Chi Xuan, it was only because Chi Xuan had skills, but he was not too far away from them.
Things were completely different after last night.
To them, Chi Xuan was already a first-rate immortal who could soar into the clouds and mist, and he killed the county captain and rushed out of the city. Of course, such a ruthless man could not retaliate with his original attitude.
The people in the city who were on good terms with Chi Xuan couldn't help but feel excited.
Double Yang is in the sky.
It also brings rising temperatures.
When a ray of morning sun crossed his face, Chi Xuan turned over and slowly woke up.
He opened his mouth wide and yawned, then stretched himself out of the back hall.
This sleep turned out to be extremely sound.
There was no trace of the anxiety or nervousness after killing someone, especially the one who was killed was the magistrate of Ji County.
When he thought of the county magistrate, Chi Xuan's eyes suddenly widened. He remembered that he had not disposed of Magistrate Hu's body yet.
Of course, no one would believe it if I told him that the spirit placed in front of the clay sculpture of the Patriarch would be the magistrate of Ji County.
Tu Shanjun inside the banner saw that Chi Xuan had woken up and said, "It's time to go."
"Walk?"
"Do you think you can stay in the Taoist temple safely after killing the county magistrate?"
"Send a message that you are traveling far away and will not return in a short time."
"But doesn't this make me look suspicious?"
Tu Shanjun curled his lips lightly.
It doesn't matter whether they are suspected or not, they don't have that much time to waste on this kind of thing.
The monks of the Holy Spirit Sect may come after you at any time, and the Great Cang Dynasty has spread epidemics in order to harvest incense quickly.
No matter which one you face, with your current level of cultivation at the fifth level of Qi training, there is only a dead end.
Tu Shanjun doesn't think he is invincible. Maybe he is powerful enough, and there are eight golden elixir gods sitting in the banner. However, without cultivation, it is even more difficult to accept that he has power but cannot use it.
"A battle of wits and courage with them will do no good to the improvement of your cultivation."
"If you are looking for the excitement of walking on the edge of a cliff, I won't give you much advice." Tu Shanjun's voice sounded very plain. He respected the banner master's personal choice, no matter what the person's cultivation level was.
"The devil is joking, how can a poor man like that kind of life? It's just that the people in the city are worrying. If I leave, many people will die..."
Chi Xuan smiled. He was used to Tu Shanjun's indifference. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and it calmed down the surging emotions in his heart.
Maybe this is the benefit of staying around emotionally stable people, even your own mood will be well affected.
However, when it came to the second half of the sentence, Chi Xuan hesitated a lot.
He was so reluctant to give up.
I can't bear to leave Chishan, and I don't want to leave my hometown.
There were many diseases among the people in the city, and he wanted to cure the diseases and save people as much as he could.
The exorcism talisman is useful. When his cultivation is a little higher, he should be able to completely eradicate the evil spirit of the disease, and then he can use medicine to treat it.
Tu Shanjun said: "Saving them is treating the symptoms but not the root cause."
"What does the devil mean by this?"
"If you don't control the source, it's useless to save a city."
"I will tell you the truth, my enemies may appear at any time. Without cultivation, you and I will both die."
"Is the Demon King's enemy a famous and upright sect, or a righteous sect..."
Hearing Chi Xuan's words, Tu Shanjun laughed heartily and rarely.
It's not that he was mocking, but that he found it interesting. It was interesting to think that the people who were chasing him were not the famous ones, but the guys who were called demons by the Demon Sect.
Chi Xuan also reacted at this time and laughed as well.
It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil in this world. He put himself in the so-called righteous position just because he has done two or three good deeds. Isn't it too foolish?
You know, he just blew up the county government cave in Long County a few days ago, and last night he killed the county captain and magistrate of Ji County.
The imperial court will definitely classify him as a demon.
No wonder the Demon Lord laughed so much, because even he himself felt ridiculous.
Chi Xuan immediately packed up his belongings.
In fact, there is nothing to clean up.
It's just a baggage with a breeze on its sleeves.
He closed the door, wrote a letter and wandered away.
Chi Xuan turned back and glanced at the Chiyang Palace, but did not say anything. Today, he should stay away from the Chiyang Palace in Chishan. He could only pay homage to his ancestor and his own master.
After saluting, he went deep into the mountain.
If you want to change, you need to be strong enough not to be assimilated by this damn muddy world.
…
"Haven't found it yet?"
"Back to the county magistrate, my brothers searched all over the city. No matter whether it was the wooden houses, the buildings, the boats or the secret doors where the county grandpa often went, they could not find the county grandpa's figure."
"I haven't heard any news."
"What's the use of you?"
"Get out!"
The head of the squad ran out of the hall in disgrace. He, the head catcher, did not dare to compete with the county magistrate. He had no choice but to nod and bend, and finally fooled him, and almost even the hair on his head flew out.
The magistrate in the middle hall looked solemn. Although the magistrate did not tell him exactly where he went, he had already guessed something.
After the clash at the city gate last night, the county magistrate should have gone to deal with Chi Xuan.
Whether it was because Xiang Huo was possessed and disappeared, or he was too injured to return to the county office, or the most unlikely thing was that he was killed by Chi Xuan, it all shows that the county magistrate's situation is very bad.
He still preferred the second option and did not return after being injured.
However, we cannot make such arbitrary guesses. Maybe there are other things that need to be dealt with, or there are other high-level orders that need to be handled by Magistrate Hu, so there will be delays.
"The flag officer of Jiangmo Yamen also had a confrontation with Magistrate Hu, but he probably wouldn't take action."
"Did he discover the imperial envoy's will, or were those people..." The county magistrate paced back and forth. Without any clues, he felt that anything was possible, but the most likely thing was to stop Chi Xuan.
Magistrate Hu said that the epidemic was caused by the imperial envoys from above, and anyone who stood in the way would not survive.
"Here comes someone."
The head catcher who had just walked not far away quickly dissipated his majesty and returned to his embarrassed appearance. He hurriedly walked in and said respectfully: "Sir, do you have any other orders?"
"Go and see if Chi Xuan is at the Taoist temple."
As soon as the prisoner heard what the county magistrate said, his scalp went numb.
Although he had never had much contact with Chi Xuan before, he could at least be able to talk to him. However, last night's battle completely changed his view.
Compared with Chi Xuan, the talismans and the little bit of Qi they mastered are nothing at all.
If you send people to the Taoist temple at this time, isn't it like sending someone to death?
Facing the county magistrate's indifferent gaze, Lao Bao shuddered. He didn't bother to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and said quickly: "Yes, I will send someone to Chiyang Palace to have a look."
The chief labor officer who walked out of the central hall walked out of the county government office without stopping.
He was afraid that if he stayed for a while, he would receive more deadly orders.
When Lao Baotou was mentally prepared and took the people to Chiyang Palace, they breathed a sigh of relief, because the Taoist plaque was hung on it, indicating that the owner of the Taoist temple had gone on a long trip.
It can range from a few months to a few years.
"Brothers from the squad, how can you explain this to the county magistrate?"
"Explain?" The head laborer suddenly raised his voice two or three times, and looked at the young catcher who spoke with a pair of wide eyes: "It is a blessing in misfortune that I didn't meet Chi Xuan."
"You were not involved in what happened that night, so you don't know how powerful Chi Xuan is."
"One hundred and twenty archers cannot get close..."
The head laborer rambled on about the matter again, and finally said: "The major affairs of the county government are not something we should worry about."
…
Two years later.
The Taoist priest with negative sword appears in the catwalk.
He didn't walk very fast, but he walked very easily. After a while, he had appeared at the door of the Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple has been sealed, with two yellowed seals attached.
The crumbling walls around it add a bit of dilapidation, and there are a few collapsed low walls, but they are still intact.
He was wearing an indigo robe. He was not thin but rather strong. The worn bamboo hat just held his hair that was like a chicken coop. He reached out and pushed the bamboo hat aside, revealing his bright eyes.
These eyes are so bright that it's scary, and if you look closely, you can see that they contain a hint of ferocity and murderous intent.
The unkempt beard covered half of his face, but he seemed to have a maturity that had gone through many vicissitudes of life.
This bearded Taoist priest is none other than Chi Xuan, who has been away for two years.
Now his cultivation aura is far better than before.
He didn't want to recall how he got through this year. At first, he just practiced ordinary practice. He ate green fruits when he was hungry and drank dew when he was thirsty. He took pills and refined pills every day.
Except for the relaxed and freehand feeling at the beginning, every day after that I felt like I was pushing my limits.
After taking the Yinhun Pill, it must be combined with other spiritual liquids that strengthen the body, nourish Qi, refine pulses, and the spiritual materials of Millennium Fire Ginseng, as well as a bunch of pills, powders, and spiritual liquids that he couldn't even name.
When he developed drug resistance, Tushanjun immediately changed to another elixir.
He felt that he had become a complete medicine jar.
Chi Xuan asked Tu Shanjun, wouldn't his foundation be very frivolous in this way, so that his progress will be slow in the future, and a lot of impurities in the elixir will accumulate in his body.
Tu Shanjun told him that he didn't need to worry about these things because he could practice thousands of elixirs.
As for the impurities in the elixir, there will indeed be accumulation, but he will also help with the refining.
Even the top disciples of major sects would not receive such treatment.
This completely eliminated all Chi Xuan's excuses.
Chi Xuan felt that he could accept such a monotonous life, but he still had the idea of spiritual practice, and even more, he had to fall asleep and fight with the monks in the big city during his rest time.
If he didn't take action, those monks would kill him over and over again.
He didn't know how many times he had experienced the pain of death.
It was very uncomfortable at first, but I gradually got used to it.
In order to ensure his state of mind, Tu Shanjun would also take him to cultivate his moral character by drinking, reading, and reading under the big locust tree.
Chi Xuan felt that no one else could bear it, but he endured it.
At this point in my practice, I have finally gained some semblance.
Seeing his portrait on the door panel, Chi Xuan tore it off, took off the seal, and pushed open the dusty door in front of him.
The wooden shaft rotates and dust scatters.
It seems like it will fall apart at any moment.
Chi Xuan was not surprised that there were other people outside.
(End of chapter)
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