The big black man saw blood spurting from his son's throat. The black-faced rider's eyes were full of fear and despair, and he was bouncing and struggling like a fish out of water.
"Give back my son's life——"
The situation suddenly changed, and before the bandits could react, the big black man howled with grief and hatred, raised his two swords and was about to pounce on Boss Wu.
At this moment, a figure flew out from the side of the carriage. With the piercing sound of swords, the sharp sword aura scratched Mr. Wu's cheeks. He saw a man standing up and holding a sword. With a few clanging sounds, he chopped the big black man into two pieces with his swords.
Count cuts.
"Do it!"
Zhao Shu from behind gave a low shout, and the Qingxuan pen suddenly came into use. The tip of the pen was touched one after another, and the fire arrows flew out and shot at the bandits gathered in a circle.
The fellow Guansheng and the swordsman took action together, either grabbing the weapons from under the cart and dashing left and right among the thieves, or making flying talismans to summon the fire crows to reveal themselves, stirring up fire everywhere.
The scene suddenly became chaotic. These thieves may have heard about the magic, but it was their turn to face such miraculous powers. They all wished their own mothers had two more legs, just like a sand embankment was destroyed by a flood.
It collapsed, leaving behind more than a dozen corpses, and then fled in a hurry.
The big black man who had faced Luo Xixian from the beginning was now scarred by the sword energy, his hands were missing all the fingers, and his blood was flowing. He shouted towards the depths of the camp: "Chief Immortal, save me——"
The name "Xianchang" is a general term for cultivators in the local slang and the market. For monks like Zhao Shu, the word "Xianchang" is really as tacky as possible.
But Zhao Shu didn't care about this at the moment. As soon as he heard the call of the big black man, he immediately activated the Yingxuan Scenery Technique, and saw water columns shooting into the sky from the hot spring pool in the distance. A figure rose into the sky, with a wide robe and big sleeves, but it was above his head.
Bare.
"Where did this rat come from? Dare to offend us, Chi Yundu?"
Anyone who comes can tell at the first glance that he has some cultivation. Although he cannot stay in the air for a long time, he can still spread his wings and glide like a bird.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Mian and others didn't respond at all. Luo Xixian threw off his old leather jacket, showed off his arrow-sleeved armor and black and yellow ribbon around his waist, and leapt forward, his sword energy flying across the air.
The bald monk was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect the arrival to be so brave. Before he even landed, he quickly took out the triangular flag from his sleeve, kneaded the hand and recited a mantra:
"Thousands of divine soldiers from all directions are rushing to protect me. They are as urgent as the law!"
After the incantation was completed, the flags were raised, but before the soldiers and horses could be summoned, Luo Xixian's sword energy came towards him.
The cold light was sharp, and the bald monk moved in a hurry, but one of his ears was still cut off. Fortunately, the ghost soldiers and horses arrived in time, and a cloud of green and gloomy wind enveloped the bald monk and held him up.
"Who is the master? I am Ding Maocai, the capital of Chiyun. If you have any grudges, please stop fighting for now!" The bald monk covered his bleeding ear holes and hung them in the air with the help of the dark wind. The surrounding ghosts, soldiers and horses were difficult to detect with the naked eye.
"Luo Xixian, the scattered minister of Huaiying Hall! Under the orders of the imperial court, we are going to conquer the bandits and rebels!"
Luo Xixian raised his spirits and shouted loudly, and the sword energy was released with the sound, causing Ding Maocai's body to be shaken and the ghosts and ghosts scattered around him.
"Huaiying Pavilion?!"
This situation was obviously beyond Ding Maocai's expectation. In his impression, all the monks in the imperial court were pampered and privileged people. Even if they went out with the imperial army, most of them would be surrounded by guards at the front and rear, and served by servants on the left and right. The movement of people could be noticed from a distance.
Why did it suddenly appear here?
After seeing clearly the black and yellow ribbon on Luo Xixian's waist and confirming that the other party's origin was true, Ding Maocai's courage was already weak. Looking around, he saw hundreds of thieves and bandits fleeing, unable to resist the dozen or so famous monks, Ding Maocai was heartbroken.
, this decline is irreversible.
"Immortal! Help me quickly!" The big black man staggered towards Ding Maocai regardless of his injuries.
"Can you run?" Luo Xixian's movement was fast and fierce. After catching up, he swept the black man's legs, tripped the big black man, and crushed his shin with a heavy kick.
The big black man howled miserably, and Ding Mao saw this and couldn't stay any longer. With the support of the ghost wind, he slowly flew up. When he looked up, he saw a paper crane flying towards him, unfolding the restoration towards him, revealing
A talisman with mottled tiger stripes is full of majesty.
The roar of the tiger generates wind, and a white-fronted tiger appears out of thin air, carrying the power of suppressing evil, like fire and ice, destroying ghosts and evil winds.
Ding Maocai's spell was broken, and he immediately fell. Fortunately, he was not high off the ground. He rolled to steady himself, and at the same time he hurriedly made secrets to activate the armor-horse charm tied to his calf.
"Certainly!"
There was a loud shout from behind, and Ding Maocai felt as if his hands and feet were stuck in mud, his fingers seemed to be cramped, his hand movements could not be completed, his true energy could not be transferred, and it was difficult to perform his spells.
"Air restraint?"
This was Ding Maocai's last thought before he fell into coma. However, the battle was at a critical moment. Even though it only took him a breath or two to break free from the invisible restraints, he was hit hard on the back of his head and fell unconscious on the spot.
"It's so dangerous." Luo Xixian stood next to Ding Maocai. He turned around and saw Zhao Shu raising his hand, with a Qi Forbidden Talisman drawn on his palm.
"He almost ran away." Zhao Shu breathed a sigh of relief: "My Qi Forbidden Talisman cannot stop a master."
Luo Xixian kicked Ding Maocai: "Is this guy considered a master? I can kill him by myself."
"Yes, yes, you, Luo Dajianxian, are the most powerful." Zhao Shu held the Qingxuan pen and quickly drew a forbidden spell on Ding Maocai's hand and throat to prevent him from using magic to escape after waking up.
Luo Xixian reminded: "This is not enough for you, you have to put on a thirty-pound yoke and chain your legs and feet."
"Okay! We don't have those things now, just tie them up with hemp rope!" Zhao Shu looked at the big black man who fell to the ground: "We have gained a lot this time. We captured a bandit leader and Chi Yun.
Capital monk."
"Chiyundu is quite powerful." Luo Xixian waved his hand to others to tie up the big black man.
Zhao Shu looked at Ding Maocai and muttered: "This bald man's cultivation and magical power cannot be said to be brilliant, but if placed in other counties and counties, he can rely on summoning Yin soldiers, sensing ghosts and gods, not to mention rich clothing and food, and it is enough to settle down and build a career. Right now.
But with hundreds of thieves and bandits following him, this is inevitably overkill."
No matter whether monks in the world are dedicated to immortality or not, as long as they can practice a few surgical techniques, they are more or less superior to others. This kind of trick of summoning ghosts and soldiers is not very clever in Zhao Shui's opinion, but it can be used in the streets and countryside to scare people.
Ordinary people. At least the name "immortal chief" is enough, so why bother to follow a gang of thieves to rob your house?
If you think about it carefully, there are probably many monks in Chiyundu behind Ding Maocai. Such a large force cannot be regarded as an ordinary green forest hero.
After tying up Ding Maocai and the big black man, the other bandits had already fled without a trace. Zhao Shu and others searched the camp and found dozens of women hiding in the camp, huddled and trembling.
"What should they do?" Luo Xixian asked.
While Zhao Shui was still thinking, Mr. Wu came over and said, "My lords, there are a few carts in the camp, but they are pulled by mules. I'm afraid they won't be able to move fast with them."
Zhao Shu said helplessly: "Most of the nearby market towns and villages have been plundered. If they are left here, they will be killed sooner or later. But if they are delayed on the road for too long, I am afraid that local bandits will come after them."
Luo Xixian was high-spirited: "What are you afraid of? If you really want to chase me, then I'll kill you again!"
"This time we dressed up in disguise and relied on the other party to underestimate the enemy and raided the camp in Tangpen Mountain. Fortunately, they have few people. The one we really have to deal with is Ding Maocai." Zhao Shu calculated and said: "If the local bandits and Chi
Yundu needs to get serious. It doesn't take much. Send five hundred elite soldiers, dozens of riders, and four or five monks of Ding Maocai's level, and then choose a flat and open countryside. We will probably lose our lives here."
Although Zhao Shu and others have the magic power to kill a few ordinary thieves with little effort, they still cannot gain the upper hand in the face of a large number of well-arranged enemies. Even Luo Xixian, who is the best at fighting at the scene, will not be able to win if he is harassed by other monks.
Even if he was hit by countless arrows, he would not be able to escape unscathed. If he delayed for a long time, he would still be killed.
"Do you think these thieves are a powerful force?" Luo Xixian couldn't help but laugh: "It's still possible that Chiyun sent a few casual cultivators to chase us. How dare the thieves come to chase us? You really are.
Look up to them."
Zhao Shu was about to refute, but he thought that Luo Xixian was a general and had been exposed to the matter of marching and formation since he was a child. He probably knew better in this regard, and he couldn't come up with a better reason.
"Boss Wu, bring the cart." Luo Xixian greeted, walked up to the women, took out the token and said: "We are monks from the Huaiying Hall, and we are here to suppress the bandits under the orders of the imperial court. We will take you away now.
"
Those women thanked them so much, but now there is no one they can rely on except Zhao Shu and the others.
…
Ding Maocai was awakened by the bumps on his horse's back. He did not yell in a panic, but squinted his eyes and fell asleep, quietly looking at the surrounding situation. His hands were tied behind his back and his legs were tied up.
"woke up?"
Ding Maocai heard the voice of the man driving the horse in front. He turned around and saw that it was Zhao Miao who was wearing green clothes and wide sleeves. Even in the ice and snow of Xingluo County at this moment, he still looked invulnerable to the cold and heat. He didn't know whether it was because of his strong physique due to cultivation or because of the battle.
What magic tricks are used to ward off the cold?
Zhao Shu was riding on the horse, playing with Ding Maocai's triangular flag in his hand. The flag was black and shiny, and the material felt cool and moist, with complex lines, similar to fine silk, but a little tougher and thicker.
"Interesting, it's not the Zhaoyin flag made of pickled filth, but the Yun brocade that has been enlightened by the Yin spring." Zhao Shu marveled: "Ding Maocai, Yun brocade is a unique fabric in Dongsheng City, except
It is reserved exclusively for the royal family, and is occasionally given to officials and nobles, but no one will go crazy and sell it to others.
As for the Yin Spring, it is pure Yin Qi that emerges in the world. The several known blessed places of Yin Spring are all in the Xuanming Kingdom. The magical objects and instruments enlightened by the Yin Spring have certain advantages in attracting Yin Qi and sensing the underworld.
Extraordinary effectiveness.
Of course, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to get these two things, Yunjin and Yinquan. I guess the origin of this flag is that someone used Yinquan to enchant a whole piece of Yunjin, and then cut it into many pieces and refined them separately.
Made into different magic weapons. And you got this command flag."
Ding Maocai didn't speak, and Luo Xixian walked beside him and said with great interest: "Yunjin magic weapon? Ask me! I have visited Yuyi Pavilion in Dongshengdu several times. They not only weave Yunjin clothes, but also have excellent weaving skills.
A female cultivator specializes in weaving body-protecting fairy clothes for princes, nobles and relatives."
"This is the first time I've heard of such a place." Zhao Shu was a little surprised. He was quite proficient in enchanting magic objects and refining magic weapons. He had never heard of Yuyi Pavilion in the past.
Luo Xixian smiled sheepishly and said: "This... Yuyi Pavilion is right on the edge of the palace city. Not to mention the officials and citizens of the city, ordinary monks can't enter. But you must know the person in charge of Yuyi Pavilion."
"who?"
"Mrs. Zhuzi."
"The king's teacher?" Of course Zhao Shu knew that she was known as the number one female cultivator in Huaxu Kingdom. And because the current leader of Huaxu Kingdom experienced ups and downs when she was young, her mother and concubine died early, and she was raised by Madam Zhu Zi, so this
This female nun can almost be regarded as a figure similar to the Queen Mother of Huaxu Kingdom.
"Hey, you are in trouble, do you understand?" Zhao Shu turned to Ding Maocai and said: "If you don't explain clearly where Yun Jin comes from, this will involve the nobles of Dongsheng City, and I can't even imagine your fate!
"
"I, I say!" Ding Maocai felt as if there was a lump in his throat, and his breath was suffocating when he opened his mouth to speak. This was the effect of the restriction imposed by Zhao Shu, preventing him from moving his breath and reciting the curse.
"Mr. Yang Liu! This flag was given to me by Mr. Yang Liu!" Ding Maocai's face turned red from suppressing his emotions: "I met him at the Yunyan Headquarters, and all the people in Chiyundu are under his control!"
"Mr. Yangliu?" Zhao Shu repeated this unfamiliar name and looked at Luo Xixian, who also gave him a puzzled expression.
Zhao Miao changed his finger skills and pressed Ding Maocai's throat: "Tell me! Tell me everything you know about Mr. Yangliu's clothes, appearance, and cultivation skills!"
Ding Maocai's throat cleared a little and he gasped: "Yang Liujun always wears a mask and never shows his true face. He is always dressed in leaf green and rarely takes action. I don't know his strength either!"
From this, the popularity machine judged that there was no deception about Yang Liujun. Zhao Shu frowned and said nothing. It was obvious that Yang Liujun was also very guarded against others.
"How many people do you have in Xingluo County, Chiyundu? How many monks like you are there?" Zhao Shu asked again.
"Not many, at most a few hundred people. There are about fifty or sixty monks." Ding Maocai said with a tone of begging for mercy: "I am just a casual cultivator. I only joined Chiyun City two years ago. Many people from the Yunyan Chief Helm are following me.
Just the same, just for the Kunlun Jade and the treasures of heaven and earth!"
"Kunlun jade?" Zhao Shu asked, "I just searched your body and found no Kunlun jade."
"I can't take it with me!" Ding Maocai hurriedly explained: "Yunyan General Rudder has a formation covered with Kunlun jade cloth, which can draw the pure air from the sky down. We all use that place to practice."
"Where is Chief Yunyan?"
"The western section of Panlong Mountain." Ding Maocai quickly added: "But that place is not like Tangpen Mountain. You can't sneak into it, let alone attack by force!"
Luo Xixian sneered and said: "Then you are probably underestimating the imperial court's methods. This time all the offices in Huaxu Kingdom will send people here. I am curious, how capable you Chiyun are?"
"Then I would also advise you not to underestimate the enemy." Ding Maocai dropped a piece of news: "I heard that Mr. Yangliu has close contacts with a group of monsters deep in Panlong Mountain. They are currently mining a large amount of glowstone in an attempt to forge a magic weapon!"