The reason why it is said to be the former is because the original inhabitants of Xiushui City are gone.
Even if someone stays in Xiushui City again in the future, no one will know the allusions about Xiushui City or the little secrets that belong to the streets and alleys of this city.
They are just outsiders.
Seen from above, Xiushui City is small and delicate, with the city intact and the houses looking exactly the same, except for a thin layer of dust accumulated above. It is like an old house that has not been occupied for a while, and it is so quiet that it makes people feel uneasy.
It has become an empty city.
But in Fang Chang's eyes, he could see the remaining resentment over the city, and saw tens of thousands of wronged souls wailing in pain.
These are the best materials for magic.
When he first obtained the Eye of the Demon, in order to reduce his consumption, he activated the Eye of the Demon. He also used the demon seeds produced by the Demon Eye to passively collect negative auras in the market.
I also passively ate human blood steamed buns when the weather changed.
For example, when the city is destroyed and the family is destroyed, the Eye of the Demon is used to absorb all kinds of resentment and turn it into demon seed crystal.
At that time, he understood that for high-level demonic monks, ordinary people and even low-level monks were their shepherds and resources.
Therefore, since he founded Qingxiao City, he has encouraged all kinds of cultivation arts to flourish, and all kinds of cultivation professions have flourished, but the devil has been suppressed by him.
In Qingxiao Dao, there are almost no demonic monks, or rather there are, but under the iron fist of Qingxiao City, no one dares to reveal their demonic heritage.
"Is anyone still alive?"
Fang Chang asked the Qingyi guard Baihu next to him, a Jindan monk named Yan Su.
He followed the traces left by the god-transforming demon cultivator, and now he was finally close to catching his tail.
Although Yan Su didn't know why the inspector from the Qingyi Guard headquarters suddenly appeared here and summoned a small hundred households of his, he replied seriously:
"Back to my lord, after receiving the news, my subordinates brought people over as soon as possible. They searched the whole city and indeed found a few survivors.
It was an old Jindan monk who lived in seclusion locally, and it was under his protection that the dozen or so neighbors living around him were able to survive."
"Oh, what happened that day?"
Fang Chang continued to ask.
Yan Su said: "According to what they said, about ten days ago, a demonic wind suddenly blew in Xiushui City. The demonic wind did not harm dead things, but was only interested in living things.
Once contaminated, the flesh and blood will first rot, and then in a moment, the person will turn into a puddle of pus in pain.
According to the last news from the local Tsing Yi Guards, the general situation is consistent with what they said."
"Are there also green-clad guards in Xiushui City?"
Fang Chang, the city lord, is only responsible for upper-level rule. Regarding the development of Qingyi Guards, he only knows that they need more and more funds. As for the specific development situation, he is really not sure.
"Yes, sir, the Xiushui team of Qingyi Guards in Xiushui City belongs to the subordinates. There are five people in total.
However, their cultivation levels are not high, and the team leader is only at the peak of Qi refining. If he had been stationed for another five years, he would have had enough merit to apply for a foundation-building pill.
That's a nice little guy.
Please forgive me, sir."
Zhen Zhen found that he was distracted and went off topic, so he quickly apologized.
"It doesn't matter."
Fang Chang said: "On the road to spiritual practice, there are difficulties and obstacles. He should be mentally prepared for this when he steps on this road.
Even I, my lord, have struggled on the verge of life and death."
"You don't have to be sad. If he has any descendants left behind, just take good care of him in the future. Just keep talking."
"yes."
He continued solemnly: "Xiushui City is not big and does not have any important resources, so nothing major happens on weekdays.
The squad leader will report what happened in Xiushui City to the subordinate side in the form of a weekly diary through the name card.
After being compiled into files by the subordinates, these files will be sent to the branch warehouse for sealing for easy reference in the future."
Yan Su said seriously:
"They never forgot their duties at the moment they died. They would definitely find the murderer for them and comfort their souls in heaven."
"This matter is beyond your ability. You will record the matter truthfully and make it into a file for uploading. Someone will take over later."
But for the first time, Fang Chang realized how rapid the development of Qingyiwei was. This was not a series of numbers he saw on paper, but real details.
Originally, it was his interest to create a personal bodyguard organization that imitated the Jinyiwei. With the rapid development of Qingxiao City, it has been expanding.
Almost every day, a large number of monks and mortals join the Tsing Yi Guard's system. With the help of the spiritual network formation, the Tsing Yi Guard's intelligence network is almost pervasive.
It turns out that even a small and insignificant town like Xiushui City has spies from the Tsing Yi Guards.
Therefore, even Fang Chang, the city lord, does not know how many people there are in the Qingyi Guards now.
Anyway, he only knew that more and more funds were allocated to Qingyi Guards every year, and this year it had exceeded 10 billion spiritual stones.
Of course, the effect is also good.
With the convenience of the spiritual network formation and the all-pervasive Tsing Yi Guards, Fang Chang could easily learn everything that happened in any area within Qingxiao Dao.
Just like now, whenever he goes to a place, he can mobilize the local Tsing Yi guards to let him understand the situation as quickly as possible.
The legion expands outwards, while the Tsing Yi Guard maintains stability internally. At the same time, for the sake of vitality, the two systems circulate with each other.
Many legions' centurions and thousandth commanders will be transferred to Qingyi Guards Baihu or Qianhu.
The former commander of the Tsing Yi Guards, Li Wangwang, had to abdicate because his cultivation level was too low and he was only a golden elixir monk. The commander of the Third Legion, Fang Tiezhu, was also appointed as commander.
This is a bit of a joke, putting both the violence agency and the intelligence agency under the control of one person at the same time.
But Fang Chang is really worried about handing over his eyes and ears to others. Only his sister can make him feel at ease.
Even though Dongdong betrayed him for various reasons, Fang Chang was also sure that Fang Tiezhu would not betray him for any reason.
Of course, although Li Wangwang is no longer the commander, he is nominally Fang Tiezhu's assistant, but in fact he still does the work of the commander.
It's just that he used the name Fang Tiezhu, otherwise he wouldn't be able to convince the public.
After all, there are quite a few Nascent Soul cultivators in the Tsing Yi Guard. Who would be convinced by a cultivator whose cultivation level is lower than his own, even if he is nominally his superior.
"Thank you, sir."
Yan Su actually didn't know how powerful Fang Chang was, but he knew that this was an inspection envoy from the headquarters.
That was a great monk who could inspect hundreds of cities and was at least at the Nascent Soul level. He could even speak in front of the commander.
Now that he has spoken, no matter how powerful the monk who caused this tragedy is, he cannot escape the pursuit of the green-clothed guards.
Just like the forces on this land, no one can avoid the rule of Qingxiao City.
Yan Su was born in a small world similar to the Flame Demon Realm. He entered the Lord Heaven and Earth very early and relied on the environment of the Lord Heaven and Earth to practice for more than ten years before he managed to break through to the Golden Core realm.
In his heart, Qingxiao City is the sky of this earth.
Fang Chang nodded slightly, but was deep in thought.
"The dignified cultivator of gods and demons doesn't even spare the low-level blood food of this small town. Is it because he likes killing, or is it because he is injured and is so hungry?
And recently, his actions have changed from rampant to cautious. Is it because he discovered the actions of Qingxiao City?
He knew he was no match, so he acted in a hurry and even left something slipping through the net."
"No, Qingxiao City is currently under manpower shortage, and the hunt for him has been in the intelligence gathering stage.
Just to appease and inform other affiliated forces, Qingxiao City sent out several warning messages through the Qingyi Guard's intelligence system.
It's impossible for him to be frightened by this alone.
I suddenly left seclusion again, so he couldn't possibly know that I was chasing him."
"But why did he keep running? It must be because he discovered something. If it wasn't me, then it was the person who injured him?!
The man who injured him is chasing him!"
An idea flashed in Fang Chang's mind, and combined with the recent movements of the god-transforming demon cultivator, there seemed to be a thread that united all of this.
"In this case, I have to find him as soon as possible, otherwise he will be slaughtered by others. Who will compensate for my losses?"
"Where are those who survived?" Fang Chang asked again.
Yan Su said: "Many of them were injured, and the injuries were quite weird. They kept recurring and could not recover.
I temporarily placed them in a farm outside the city. I originally wanted to wait until the investigation was clear before taking them back for treatment."
"A humble position leads the way for adults."
"No."
The demon eye hole between Fang Chang's brows is opened, and the demon pupil skill belonging to the Eye of the Demon is fully activated.
"I've found them."
Fang Chang's spiritual consciousness swept across, and he could see hundreds of miles around in detail. Naturally, he also discovered the monks who were placed in the farm, which was not far away from them, about thirty miles away.
Fang Chang grabbed it from the air.
After absorbing the Heavenly Demon's Heart, the power of the Heavenly Demon's Eye has returned to its peak, which is comparable to half of the powerful beings in the Hollow Realm.
If in the hands of the right master, it is possible to exert the strength of the Cave Realm.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be worth Fang Chang spending a whole world to recover.
At this moment, the demonic pupils opened, and Fang Chang's field of vision immediately changed, and he saw traces of faint blood-colored demonic energy remaining on the surviving monks, exuding a fierce aura.
It was this fierce energy that injured them, making it difficult for them to recover from their injuries.
The difference between the God Transformation Master and ordinary monks is the difference between heaven and earth. A weak breath is enough to make them suffer for a lifetime.
When Fang Chang captures this demonic energy, their injuries will become normal injuries and they will recover quickly.
Although the god-transforming demonic cultivator failed to leave any traces in the real world, the god-transforming cultivator initially gained insight into the power of the law and was always in contact with heaven and earth. There is a unique imprint in the magic power.
Therefore, in the eyes of the Dongxu realm monks who control the power of law, his traces are more obvious than ordinary people.
Fang Chang naturally does not have the Dongxu realm, but this does not prevent him from having the vision of the Dongxu realm.
This demonic energy is the best beacon, guiding the direction of Fang Chang.
After finding the traces left by the demonic cultivator, Fang Chang's body turned into a ray of lightning and flew away, thousands of miles away in an instant.
…
Three days later.
Fang Chang appeared from the void with a gloomy look on his face. Although the demonic beacon in his hand was still there, it was already very weak and seemed to be dissipated at any time.
"Mad, you are born in the Year of the Rabbit, so you know how to run away? But you finally stopped."
Within three days, the position of the god-transforming demon cultivator kept changing. In almost a quarter of an hour, the distance of thousands of miles changed.
Fortunately, in the light and dark, Fang Changzai used the demon energy beacon to capture the position of the god-transforming demon cultivator, and then supplemented it with the void demon pupil of the Eye of the Demon, and kept taking shortcuts to get closer.
Until now, the distance between him and the Demonic Cultivator of Transformation is less than ten thousand miles away.
I saw a black vertical eye between Fang Chang's eyebrows, and billowing demonic energy emitted from his whole body. At this time, he looked more like a demon cultivator than a demon cultivator.
Although in essence, he is a demonic cultivator, he practices demonic skills and uses demonic treasures, who dares to say that he is not a demonic cultivator.
Then he used breath control to hide the demonic aura from his body and transformed into a handsome young man.
"I'm on the third floor this time."
Fang Chang flew towards the position of the God Transformation Demon Cultivator.
Fang Chang "slowly" flew over the thousand-mile journey with the escape speed of a normal Nascent Soul cultivator, taking less than two hours.
When approaching a valley, a faint light suddenly came from the bottom of the valley.
Although it is weak, it can be seen by Fang Chang.
Fang Chang let out a light sigh, stopped honestly, and then slowly descended, approaching Baoguang's position.
"This place looks like a barren place, with all its spiritual energy being robbed by the surrounding peaks. How could it be that there is still a treasure hidden there?"
In front of him, he saw a large black stone exuding a faint fluorescent light, green and red, and a faint fragrance in the air.
"There is a treasure hidden in the stone, and I should get it today."
Fang Chang split open the black stone with one palm, and discovered what kind of treasure was inside. It was a young man with a handsome face and a graceful demeanor.
His face turned green and red, and he closed his eyes, as if he had been injured. The precious light just emitted was the mana that escaped when he was healing his wounds.
"Fellow Taoist, what's going on?"
Fang Chang approached with concern on his face, but a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the shadow of the aura of the flying sword in his sleeves flashed away.
The young man suddenly opened his eyes and said weakly:
"Fellow Taoist, I am Mu Chen, the young master of Chunfeng Villa. Unfortunately, I was injured by a demon cultivator on the way. Now I am suppressing the injury with the help of the evil spirit here and I am no longer able to continue my journey.
If fellow Taoist can escort me back to Chunfeng Villa, my ancestor Mu Chunfeng will definitely thank you deeply."
Fang Chang had an enthusiastic look on his face and gave a pseudonym on the spot: "I am known as the little whirlwind in Jiangping who is anxious for public good and righteous. I happen to know Chunfeng Villa and will go to the east from here, 150,000 miles away.
The owner of the village, Mu Chunfeng, is a great monk of Nascent Soul, and he has recently joined the famous Qingxiao City. It would be a great honor for me to make friends with the owner of the village.
Fellow Taoist, I have Chunfeng Yulu Pills, a good healing elixir here, which just matches Chunfeng Villa.
Come on, take one."
Fang Chang handed over the elixir, and along with it, the flying sword flew out from his sleeve and pierced the young man's forehead.
For high-level monks, the heart in Dantian is no longer the critical point. Only when the Consciousness Sea Yuan Shen is injured is the real injury.
Fang Chang's move was a killing move.
But the young man sneered: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
There was a flash of magic light in his eyes, and his momentum was like a mountain pressing down, and a sea of blood rose up behind him.
Fang Chang seemed to have seen something incredible. He threw out a Thunder Fire Bead in his hand and backed away with an exclamation:
"Senior, spare your life!"
The young man said: "It's too late. You shouldn't be so close to me. Your blood and food will belong to me."
The boy's long body was involuntarily sucked in front of him.
The young man took a deep breath and said: "You are so young, with sweet flesh and blood. If you were such a talented person in the past, my ancestor would have taken him by his side as a boy and served him all the time.
It’s just that you don’t have enough luck, and it’s time for your ancestor to get hurt.”
With a wave of the young man's cuffs, Fang Chang's disguise was immediately dissipated, revealing the demonic energy billowing from his body.
"Such pure demonic energy, what a pity."
Fang Chang grinned. At such a close distance, the young man couldn't escape.
His demonic eyes have locked onto all the boy's escape routes.
Just as he was about to take action, he saw purple light falling from the sky, and a thunder struck down along with a majestic roar.
"Ancestor of the Blood Sea, you can't escape this time!"
The young man stopped his movements and said bitterly:
