Chi Xuan Wushen's eyes suddenly appeared in his spirit.

He bent down and vomited wildly, almost vomiting out all the overnight meal.

The body is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

Most importantly, his body is not strong.

The pain in my body surged like a tide.

It was not just the soreness of his muscles, he was sure that his bones had definitely broken a lot.

It is unimaginable to deal with the tiger demon with martial arts.

The most surprising thing is the flag officer of the Demon-Subduing Yamen.

The eyes were full of disbelief. The tiger demon, who he had worked hard to get even more than a thousand hardships, died because of a spiritual talisman: "Is it the Taoist priest's secret treasure? I heard that the Taoist priest comes from the Red Sheep Palace."

In fact, the Red Sheep Palace is just a small Taoist temple that is so dilapidated that it needs to be patched from time to time.

Chi Xuan doesn’t have any talisman secret treasures.

In fact, Chi Xuan saw it very clearly.

When his body was controlled by unknown objects to fight against the tiger demon, every time he hit the tiger demon's wound, he stuffed a talisman into it.

It is precisely because of so many talismans as the foundation, and the fatal sword of the flag officer, that the life of the tiger demon ended.

This kind of fighting method opened the door to a new world for Chi Xuan. He never thought that magic and martial arts could be used in this way, and finally he made the final decision.

It satisfies all his fantasies about fighting.

When I think about it, I feel my stomach tumble.

I didn't vomit anything while retching, but I just felt uncomfortable.

When everyone was attracted by the fire, the evil spirit squeezed around them also burst out.

But they didn't notice the disappearance of a soul.

However, as the closest person, Chi Xuan certainly knew that something was absorbed by the soul banner, but he didn't know what it was absorbed, and it looked very much like the spirit of a tiger demon.

"At the time, Chang Xun, the small banner official of the Demon Subduing Yamen, is rude." The limping banner official recalled his magic weapon, flying sword, and just roughly wiped the blood on his face and body, and bowed to Chi Xuan.

Chi Xuan didn't dare to be arrogant. He was an orthodox qi-training man in the court. He was a half-baked man, and now he was so guilty that he dared to bear such etiquette. He hurriedly replied: "The general is really a mess."

"If there is no Taoist priest, this time it will definitely cause the tiger demon to rage."

"The master of the head is Master Chi Xuan. I believe everyone else thinks so too." As he said that, Chang Xun glanced at the two people still standing, one of whom was Mr. Dan.

The old guy is so afraid of death that he doesn't fight in close combat at all.

The other is a scholar. The first witchcraft seems to be of great value, but his Taoism is too shallow and not very powerful.

As for the rest, a knight died and a crazy warrior, the butcher who fell out first was most likely to be in danger. The open-minded swordsman was full of the inner energy of a congenital warrior, and he was suffering from the lack of method to transform, so he was not successful.

Only Taoist Master Chi Xuan.

Chang Xun looked up and down and was amazed. He really didn't realize that Master Chi Xuan's martial arts was so powerful that even he could not get it well.

The first-hand fire talisman adds a bit of mystery to Chi Xuan.

It was a real surprise.

Chang Xun said so toughly, and the remaining two people dared not refute at all.

Old Dan was afraid of death and was not very concerned about the gains and losses of a spirit stone. He was an alchemist. Although a spirit stone was very tempting, it would be bad if he lost his life.

Old Dan smiled and bowed, "I deserve it. Congratulations to Master Chixuan."

The scholar wanted to speak but stopped, but finally sighed and bowed his hand unnaturally.

No matter what, Taoist Master Chi Xuan saved his life, and he saw the credit he had done and could not compete for it.

The butcher was dug out of the ruins, and his vitality was tenacious and he still had a breath.

The swordsman was injured relatively lightly, and he was a congenital warrior, and only six or seven ribs were broken. The right hand holding the sword was broken, so the other injuries were not serious.

The county chief clerk did the work of appeaseing the county government.

The county magistrate died and the court would react.

No one needs to worry about these.

Chang Xun approached the tiger demon's body.

Take out the token and seal it on the tiger demon's head, pinch the magic formula and recite the words.

After a long time, he frowned and said, "Strange."

The token cannot collect the soul of the tiger demon.

Maybe it was blown up by the red talisman, or it was strangled by the sword energy.

Chang Xun didn't think much about it and put the tiger demon's body into the object talisman.

All these have to be taken back.

The monster's corpse is a good material and a certificate of his contribution.

Next is when I was rewarded on the merits and practices. Dao Chi Xuan got a spiritual stone and was qualified to enter the Demon Subduing Yamen.

The Demon-Subduing Yamen is an institution for the court to cultivate orthodox qi training men, and it is a job of supervising the world.

Although you can't just go in and become a Qi training man, a monk like Chi Xuan who has magic power should have a great chance.

Chi Xuan was very moved, but unfortunately he had to run around to modify the martial arts.

He doesn't have that big ambition.

He just wanted to guard the Chiyang Palace and his own inheritance.

He was idle and dealt with the little ghosts and disasters around him, and then took in one or two qualified apprentices so that the incense of the Red Sheep Palace would not be cut off in his generation.

The flag official pondered a little and said, "The Taoist priest can also sell the inheritance of the Red Sheep Palace to the Demon-Suppressing Yamen. At that time, not only can he get an estimated spirit stone, but the Yamen will also select suitable people to inherit."

Chi Xuan bowed slightly and said, "General, I am really hard to reach the elegant hall of this little trick."

Chang Xun heard Chi Xuan’s implication, and he knew that his thoughts were too presumptuous.

Inheritance is a secret to everyone, and it is the ability to settle down in this world. With inheritance, you can always have food to eat.

He did not insist on it, and finally exchanged the quota for a spirit stone to supply Chi Xuan.

Taoist Master Chi Xuan got two spirit stones together. He was absent-minded and did not stay in the county government for much. Moreover, because his stomach was surging, he didn't even eat the celebration banquet prepared by the county government.

The delicious food that made him salivate in the past has no appetite today.

Now he just wants to rush back to Taoist temple.

On the way, Chi Xuan walked in a hurry, but he was tripped by something. He looked down and saw that he was a thin boy sleeping on the side of the road.

The boy seemed to have been awakened, opened his eyes, looked at Chi Xuan, and begged weakly: "Master Dao, be fine, please give me a stutter."

Chi Xuan touched his purse and was about to take out the broken silver, but he saw a pair of lit eyes gathering in his sleeves. It reminded Chi Xuan of the hungry green-eyed wolf pack he had seen before.

"You are here to wait for me."

Chi Xuan turned around and ran into Fang Street, bought two steamed buns and stuffed them into the hands of the thin boy.

He knew he couldn't get the money.

Whether it is copper coins or silver, this powerless young man cannot keep it. Even if he eats it, he has to eat it under his nose before he finally gets into his stomach, otherwise there will be a risk of being snatched away.

"Okay, Mr. Dao, okay."

"Master Dao..."

"You are always good."

"You are such a great person, Mr. Dao."

The more and more beggars gathered, most of them were old, weak, sick and disabled. Chi Xuan was like a life-saving straw that appeared, making them gathered to catch them, begging them to get something.

Whether it's money or food.

Until Chi Xuan spent all the last copper plate in his wallet.

They just scattered their birds and beasts.

Chi Xuan couldn't help but look at the empty cloth bag in his hand. It used to contain twenty taels and twenty three copper plates, but now there is nothing left.

Fortunately, the fifty taels were silver notes, which he put on the lining. Otherwise, the silver that was originally planned to pack the Taoist temple would have to be put in.

"How difficult the world is." Chi Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

There is no idle land in the world, and most people starve to death.

With natural disasters and man-made disasters, as well as the court's levy of taxes, more and more people are homeless. However, the Da Cang Dynasty has been standing for thousands of years, and these things have long been used to them and have experience in dealing with them.

After the good heart, Chi Xuan left Jicheng and returned to his mountain.

He named it Chishan because it gave him a sense of home, just like when he talked about that place, he knew it was home when he said it.

Chishan is actually a branch of the Jishan Mountains, and it used to not even have its own name.
To be continued...