"I'm going to practice today. I originally wanted to use the Yin Evil Qi stored in the Qiankun bag, but judging from your current situation, I'm afraid there is not much Yin Evil Qi in the bag, right?" Chen Luo said this when he heard this.

"Report to the master, the Yin Evil Qi has indeed been absorbed by his subordinates, but the Yin Evil Qi that enters his subordinates' bodies is more pure and can be used by his master." The ghost general immediately clasped his fists and said.

"It's so good. There will be no less task to kill ghosts these days, so you don't have to worry about having nowhere to find remedies." Chen Luo said.

"Yes." The ghost general responded immediately and consciously sat cross-legged across from the sinking.

Shen Luo's eyes slightly condensed, his fingers began to carve them on his arms, and soon he drew a blood-red talisman array with dense patterns.

He pointed his fingers at the ghost general's void, and a pure evil aura began to sweep towards the runes on his arm...

As soon as the light on the rune lit up, the dense pain of the ant-patterned silkworm sucked again. It sinks and then calms down and starts to use the Xuanyin meridian technique carefully.

Time flies, and it is already early morning three days later.

A depressing growl came from the small building, and the windows that had been closed on the second floor were pushed open suddenly.

Standing down at the window, his eyes were full of energy, and the remaining aura fluctuations on his body were still surging. The blue light on the Yangming Large Intestine Meridian on his arm was faintly flashing, which was obviously already penetrated.

In order to open up this Dharma vein, Chen Luo ate more bitter than before, including the opening of the meridian in his dream. During this period, his hand Yangming large intestine meridian broke three times, and Quchi point and Hegu point exploded once respectively.

Three of the vein cuts were fine, but he repaired them with a great venting technique. However, the explosion at Quchi acupoint almost destroyed half of his arm, which caused the chest, abdomen and heart meridians to be seriously injured. If he had not taken the nipples in time, even if he was lucky enough to die, the road to Taoism in the future would have ended.

But no matter how much suffering you suffer, the deposition of this law will eventually be condensed.

He stood at the window for a while and looked at the beautiful scenery outside. His mood gradually calmed down. He sat back on the ground, began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing, and tried to practice the "Huangting Jing".

As soon as he tried it, his eyes suddenly opened, his eyes full of incredible spirit.

When practicing the Huangting Sutra in the past, the feeling of stuttering was significantly weakened. The mana power in his body was much faster than before, and the smoothness was greatly increased.

"Sure enough, the amount of Dharma veins has an impact on the quality of cultivation qualifications. If all Dharma veins of the twelve meridians can be opened, the speed of cultivation will definitely change drastically, right?" Chen Luo said in his heart.

He was thinking this way. When he was planning to continue practicing, a green light suddenly flashed on his waist. He hurriedly looked down and found that it was the dark green crystal stone on the official waist card that was flashing.

He frowned slightly, and could only stop practicing temporarily, get up and go to the Tibetan War Hall.

As soon as I entered the hall, I found that compared to yesterday's deserted situation, there were a lot more people in the hall today.

In addition to He Wenzheng and two other Ministry of War documents, there were also ten monks standing.

These ten people can be clearly seen, and they were divided into two teams, each led by a burly and strong man and a hunchbacked old man.

Among them, the burly and strong man looked quite rough. The few people behind him were all strong. The clothes they wore were very uniform, all of which were blue short-form outfits, and the words "mountain fist" were embroidered on their chests.

The hunchbacked old man looked a little turbid, his skin on his body was shriveled, but his hands were surprisingly smooth, looking like a young man who was a young man of a twentieth age should have.

The four people following him looked not old, each of whom was only about thirteen or fourteen years old. They were bright and charming and quite handsome. Although their clothes were different, they were all wearing purple snake-patterned gloves on their hands.

"Sir Chen, you are here." Seeing this, He Wenzheng immediately stood up and bowed.

Seeing this, the others bowed to him.

"Mr. He, fellow Taoists." Shen Luo held his fists and returned the salute.

"Shen Xian Master, these ten immortal masters are all members of your team." He Wenzheng introduced.

"Senior Chen, Zhou Meng, the elder of the Quan Sect in the mountains, are all disciples. This time they will apply for the sect and work for Chang'an." The burly man said first by holding his fists.

Shen Luo bowed his hand to show his response.

"Senior Chen, Zhao Tingsheng, a disciple of Xiakurong Sect, these are the brothers in our sect. Please take care of them more." The hunchbacked old man also clasped his fists and said.

Chen Luo was a little surprised when he heard this. He stared at him and looked carefully for a while, but forgot to return the gift.

"Sorry, I'm rude." After he reacted, he hurriedly said.

"It's okay, I'll be surprised who sees this now." Zhao Tingsheng, who looked like an old man, waved his hand.

Chen Luo recalled that before coming to Chang'an, he had heard Xie Yuxin mention the Kurong Sect. If he met the monks of this sect, it would be best to stay away from it, because they were good at using poison and could often kill people silently.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, has he practiced the secret technique of the sect, the dry bone heart method?" Chen Luo said curiously.

"Yes, it's the dead wood stage now, which makes seniors confused." Zhao Tingsheng nodded and laughed.

Seeing this, Chen Luo was a little confused. Why did Zhao Tingsheng's words and deeds not match the monks of Kurong Sect that Xie Yuxin said? Most of the monks of Kurong Sect she said had a strange temper and would revenge, and they had a taste of being both righteous and evil.

"After Shen Luo, Xiao Maoshan's Spring and Autumn Contemplation monks. Please help me after the mission." Shen Luo clasped his fists and said to everyone.

When Zhou Meng and his friends heard this, their expressions were all different, and they all hugged him and were quite perfunctory.

Chen Luo knew that most of the people had never heard of the Spring and Autumn View, and they didn't care much about it.

"Since you all know each other, I will talk about the task situation first." He Wenzheng said at this time.

"Please, Lord He." Chen Luo said.

"This mission is to go to Dunyifang, southwest of the city, where there is the largest fireworks workshop in Chang'an City, which contains a large amount of saltpeter gunpowder. If it is used by those who are interested, it will cause huge losses. I hope you can sneak in there and destroy it." He Wenzheng said slowly.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. At the end, two words popped up from Zhou Meng's mouth:

"That's it?"

It was all of them who performed a mission for the first time. They thought they would gather their strength to fight with ghosts, but no one expected that the mission would be this?

"It's just this saltpeter gunpowder destroyed?" Chen Luo couldn't help asking.
Chapter completed!