Murong Bai calmed down the agitation in his heart and regained his composure. He knew the secret method of the Alien Spirit Art passed down by the Lianxin Sect. It could easily destroy the defense of the Alien Spirit Art. It was probably the secret art of heaven-level souls.
However, as a well-known old naughty boy in the cult, he still couldn't help but asked:
"Is it possible that you are not good at practicing? Someone broke the secret technique with one trick, and then exaggerated to save face?"
"...Murong Bai, do you really want to try my skills?"
Facing the gnawing eyes of the high priest of the Heart Refining Sect, Murong Bai tugged at the corner of his mouth with disdain, his expression became more serious,
"You are the only one who still claims to be old in front of the Taoist Master? You didn't know which mud pit you were playing in when I turned into Qi. But having said that, there is someone in charge of He Xicheng who is really difficult to deal with."
Murong Bai took a sip of wine, thought for a while and continued:
"In this way, in a few days, when your injury is suppressed, you can go with me to the city to test it out. If it really can't be done, then give up."
"Is it just a test? Our two sects have made so many arrangements in Hexi City. How can you be willing to accept the death of so many people?"
Regarding the doubt about the divine purpose, Murong Bai smiled and said,
"There is nothing to be willing to do. If the plan fails, we will make arrangements next time. As for the death of the monks in the sect... Haha, I once had thirty disciples, and now only three are still alive."
Murong Bai walked slowly behind Granny Shenmu, leaned into her ear and said softly:
"I still remember the first time Taoist Master accepted a disciple. You were just a junior in the Lianxin Sect. Now you are sitting here, and my cherished disciple has already entered reincarnation.
In fact, his talent is no worse than yours, but if his luck is a little weaker, he will still be unable to escape the erosion of time. The juniors in these sects will die when they die. We don’t have many other people who practice evil, only low-level monks."
Feeling the hot breath of Murong Bai beside her ears, Grandma Shenmu frowned slightly:
"If your words are known to the people below, I'm afraid it will chill a lot of people."
"It's just chilling. How loyal do you think they are?"
Murong Bai didn't care about this,
"Anyway, I won't fight to the death in He Xicheng. At worst, I can just go back and give them some compensation."
Hearing this, Granny Shenmu couldn't help but sneered,
"Murong Bai, I see that you are getting more and more alive, and your momentum has weakened by three points without even seeing Yan Yun's face. The Ancient God Sect has an elder like you who teaches skills. No wonder the disciples below are so greedy.
Afraid of death."
"So what? I have overcome all the difficulties and dangers along the way to attain the Tao and attain elixirs. I have practiced a Qi-nourishing Kung Fu and can easily live for thousands of years. My path is promising and I can live forever. You let me fight with a fierce and murderous man.
Swordsman fighting to the death?
Don’t forget, the methods she reveals at this moment can easily defeat you. It’s still unclear whether there are other trump cards in the future. Do you think everyone is like you? What do you seek when you embark on the path of spiritual practice? Immortality! Not letting go.
Unending hatred!"
Being ridiculed by Shenmu again and again, Murong Bai couldn't help but tone his tone a little more aggravated. He really couldn't understand Shenmu's thoughts. Some old things from hundreds of years ago could be remembered so clearly and meaningfully.
Why bother?
Old friends come and go on the road to eternal life, and I don’t know how many have passed away. Family ties and friendships have long faded. Apart from the scenery at higher places, what else can I not let go of?
In the final analysis, this battle between good and evil is still a battle of interests. Since there are no benefits in Hexi City, then just change the goal.
Creak——
The ebony seat armrests were broken into pieces. Shenmu Granny looked at Murong Bai's extremely cold eyes and took a deep breath.
"I will do as you say, but if it really doesn't work out, I will immediately switch to the Dark God Realm. No matter what, I will make the Yuwen family bleed!"
"……good."
Murong Bai nodded slightly. Although it was somewhat different from what he had expected, the basic goal was still achieved. After all, Granny Shenmu was an ally of the Dan Formation, so she still had to save some face.
The next moment, the serious expression on Murong Bai's face disappeared, and his cynical smile returned again. He gently patted Shenmu's shoulder,
"By the way, Shenmu, you have a long life. In fact, there is no need to maintain an old appearance. You were so beautiful when you were young. And looking at you, you can remind me of my granddaughter."
"roll!"
With an angry shout, as the ebony chair was completely shattered, Murong Bai also disappeared into the main hall.
The smoke and dust dispersed, forming a light beam with the falling sunlight. Grandma Shenmu touched her wrinkled face, gritted her teeth,
"You want me to be your granddaughter, are you worthy of being an immortal like you?"
Staring at the horizon, in a trance, the wandering residual clouds seemed to have turned into an old man with squinting eyes, and the old man's face always had an expression of a smile hiding a knife.
The clouds rolled and relaxed, and the remaining clouds dissipated with the wind.
…
In the following days, the monks of the Yuwen family and the Yin Division of Hexi City made every effort to inspect the entire city. Countless hidden weirdnesses were uncovered.
With rounds of cleaning, the number of strange and harmful incidents has rapidly decreased. The streets at night are often windy, and even thieves who often commit petty thefts unconsciously restrain themselves a lot.
The restoration of public security has gradually calmed down Hexi City's originally agitated people, and restored its former prosperity once again.
…
Chai Jiangcui was sitting cross-legged in the secret room of the Yuwen Family's East Garden Guesthouse. There were a large number of weird storage items piled up in front of her, as many as hundreds of them.
These are the results of the inspections of the Yuwen family and the Yinsi over the past few days. A strong sense of strangeness filled the secret room, and many strange things had secretly revealed their true identities.
It's just that at this moment, these weird things are no longer as scary as before, and each one is struggling fiercely to escape from this place.
The card box is suspended above the storage object, suppressing all weirdness. A large amount of strange energy is absorbed by the card box at every moment.
"Futile resistance!"
For a moment, his sleeves were waved, and the broken belongings everywhere were swept into the corner. The corners of Chai Jiangcui's eyes were filled with joy. After dealing with the weirdness, it was time for the exciting moment of drawing cards.
After picking up the card box, the dark yellow halo completely illuminated the entire secret room. There seems to be no clear grade classification for the cards that absorb evil spirits, but most of the things obtained from them are quite good.
"After working for so long, you must give me something good."
Chai Jiangcui gently held the card at the top with two fingers, golden light flashed, and a jade bead slowly emerged.
edict
Words serve as orders, and laws drive away gods.
Looking at the vague introduction on the card, Chai Jiangcui crushed the jade beads without hesitation. But what she didn't expect was that no skills were introduced this time, but her mind sank into a mysterious and mysterious state.
In the mysterious feeling.
In the silent secret room, half a day passed quickly, and Chai Jiangcui finally woke up from his enlightenment.
"This edict is really mysterious."
Heaving a long sigh of relief, Chai Jiangcui felt even more joyful. This time he drew cards, he really made a lot of money. It was indeed a secret method obtained by spending so much cunning energy.
The art of edicts is said to be a "skill", but it is more like a "method" that is close to the way of heaven.
At a shallow level, it can be used to restrain gods, summon ghosts, and change celestial phenomena. In severe cases, it can even determine a person's life path with a single word. If you practice it at a high level, you may be able to get a glimpse of the legendary words and Dharma.
After realizing the new method, Chai Jiangcui was a little itchy and couldn't help but want to find someone to test it on.
"There are monks from the Yuwen family nearby, so
Let’s try the ability to restrain God first.”
The art of restraining gods is very rare in the world of spiritual practice, and it cannot be used indiscriminately. After all, gods also have thoughts, and they can be summoned for no reason. If the practitioner is not strong enough and the gods have a bad temper, even being beaten up is just a light punishment.
of.
The City God was so helpful, but the people from the underworld were a little unreasonable in their experiments. After thinking about it for a moment, Miss Chai quickly made a decision in her mind.
Lifting his left foot and stepping lightly on the ground, Chai Jiangcui said an order:
"I would like to invite Hexi City Land to come and meet us!"
After finishing speaking, a mysterious aura penetrated underneath. Two breaths later, a whirlwind suddenly rose in the secret room, and a short old man holding a stone staff appeared in confusion.