After leaving enough food for Zhang Danwei in the cave, Du Kang used the earth escape method to pass through the narrow entrance of the cave, spread his wings and glided towards Yangchun County.
It takes two days to ride a horse, and it only takes an hour to fly across the sky. Du Kang quickly saw this city that he had not seen for a long time.
Yangchun County, with scattered lights, seems to be no different from before. Familiar streets and familiar buildings fly over the Yingchun Tower, and the ears are still full of laughter and greetings.
Only when flying over the Xueyihui headquarters and seeing the huge, silent and empty courtyard do people suddenly remember that things have changed and people have changed.
Du Kang's figure kept flying, passing over the courtyard, until he flew outside Taoyuan and landed on a nearby roof.
This is outside the back door of Taoyuan. The gate of Taoyuan is closed. All the nearby buildings have been torn down and flattened. They have been replaced by a ten-foot-high wooden wall that surrounds the beautiful garden.
The city wall has been completed, and piles of bonfires are lit nearby. Under the bright firelight, a large number of workers are clearing away construction debris nearby.
There were also groups of guards with swords patrolling back and forth, and Du Kang saw many familiar faces from the Blood Clothes Society inside. Apparently, the cleanup of old members of the Tao family was limited to monks.
When he ran away two months ago, Du Kang's cultivation of Yin Shen Dharma was not high enough, so he didn't notice anything strange about this peach garden. It felt like it was just a big garden that wasn't cold even in winter.
Now that the Yin Shen method has reached D level, the Taoyuan in the spiritual eyes is very different from what it has seen before. A hazy power permeates the space and covers the entire Taoyuan. This is not aura but a higher and higher power.
Hazy but real, it seems to separate the inside and outside of the garden into two worlds.
There is another kind of power on the newly built wall that has not been released. It is obviously a method prepared by the two religions for the Tao family. Now I think that the Wusheng sect collects gold steel and casts some tripod-shaped magic weapon. It should also be to deal with the Tao family.
"No wonder people from the Wusheng Cult and the Rakshasa Cult don't dare to go in. It's completely the home of the Tao family. If the Tao family and I were enemies, I wouldn't dare to go in."
"Hahaha……"
"Woooooooo..."
"Jiejiejie..."
At this time, a nervous voice suddenly sounded in the distance, and a tall figure was seen walking from the shadows. His hunched back looked like a giant turtle monster carrying a turtle shell from a distance.
Only when you got closer to the firelight could you see clearly that this was an old man about ten feet tall, with white beard and hair, and a stooped back. What he carried on his back were not turtle shells but heads. These heads had silly expressions.
, shaking his head on his back, and kept making screams like a madman.
The old man's appearance immediately caused the workers who were moving to panic. People ran in the opposite direction from where the old man appeared, crying and shouting. However, there was another worker whose legs and feet were a little slower, and the old man grabbed him and twisted his head off.
Then the old man threw his head on his back, and the head took root on the ground on his back. Together with the other heads, he screamed like a madman. The old man also followed suit and screamed happily, looking stupid and crazy like an animal.
"The boss?"
Du Kang was shocked. It was actually the leader of the Blood Clothes Society who came. Instead of dying, he turned into a little giant with a head on his back. Although looking at his current appearance, it would be better to be dead.
This is the head-carrying technique. Du Kang had seen an introduction to this technique in the Feng family's library. By attaching a living person's head to a monk's back, part of the lifespan of the living person can be obtained. It is a way to increase lifespan.
By picking up the monk's head, you can even gain some of the monk's magical abilities.
Now that I think about it, the leader of the Blood Clothes Society has been practicing this spell for a long time, but he has been hiding it with a hunchback. He is either practicing the spell and becoming a demon, or he is controlled by the spell.
In his spiritual eyes, his aura was no less intense than that of an intermediate monk, but it was colorful and varied, with more than a dozen colors, obviously a combination of many monks.
As Du Kang's mind was ups and downs, the head master had already arrived at the building where Du Kang was standing. He saw that the head that was still alive and well just after it fell on his back became dry in the blink of an eye, and fell from his back as if dead.
It was like a shriveled orange, which exploded into a ball of pitch-black meat paste after being stepped on by the master. It had obviously been drained of its life force. It seemed that the only thing that could survive forever on its back was the monk's head.
Suddenly, Du Kang saw two familiar faces in his head, a charming woman laughing wildly, and an old man with a sad face and a cigarette stick in his mouth. They were the second and third bosses of the Blood Clothes Society.
They were also immersed in inexplicable emotions and integrated with the boss in this way.
At this time, all the workers outside the door had run away. The boss walked to the door and stopped making any movements. He just stood there in a daze.
Although he did not have a deep relationship with the Xueyi Club, seeing the end of the three of them, Du Kang felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. Before Du Kang's emotions could brew, another set of footsteps sounded from the darkness.
A short figure ran to the area covered by the fire. He held his knees and gasped for breath. He turned to look at the darkness behind him and patted his chest with lingering fear: "I told you I'm afraid of the dark, and you still let me...
It scares me to death that someone is in charge."
The man straightened up and turned out to be a boy of seven or eight years old. He turned his gaze to the big boss not far away and cursed loudly.
"I told you to walk slower, but you still walked so fast. Are you rushing to reincarnate? You are a brainless idiot."
He walked up the steps to the newly built city wall with his short legs, and his steps became calmer. In Du Kangling's eyes, the demonic power in his body was connected with the city wall under his feet, and he obviously received some kind of blessing.
"With such a weak body, it's obvious at first glance that he is not a Rakshasa sect. As for the Wusheng sect... there are no spells to increase body cultivation at all, and I don't know which one of the Five Classics and Six Parts of the Wusheng sect he is practicing."
Du Kang's eyes stayed on the boy. Suddenly, the boy raised his head and looked this way, and at the same time, a will as strong as substance swept over him.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The roof was empty, and the will was withdrawn only when nothing unusual was found. The boy murmured softly.
"I still shouldn't walk alone in the dark. I'm too nervous today. I always feel like someone is watching me wherever I go."
After that, the boy stopped paying attention here and loudly ordered the boss not far away to start working.
"Zombie Demon, hurry up and break down the door. If you can open this door, I will give you the heads of a few more monks."
At this time, behind the house where Du Kang was standing just now, Du Kang was holding one hand on the eaves, and his whole body was shrouded in a pale mist. It was the third layer of ghost mist that allowed him to escape the boy's spiritual exploration just now and was not discovered.
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However, the contact between the other party's spiritual thoughts and Guiwu allowed Du Kang to unexpectedly obtain the other party's information.
【Name】:Miao Jinglun
[Sigh of Nothingness]: The glory and wealth are made of skeletons, and the light and shadow for hundreds of years are like twisting fingers. Born out of the Yin Shen Dharma, he majors in the Yin Shen Dharma, pursuing the way of transcending the physical body and keeping the gods in the heaven and earth.
Note: The Wusheng Sect has six core spells in the "Five Classics and Six Parts", which are "The Enlightenment of Hard Work Volume", "Sighing on Nothing", "The Key to Destroying Evil and Revealing Righteousness", the first and second volumes, and "The Treasure of Righteous Belief, Eliminating Doubts and Unrevised".
, "The Treasure Scroll of the Deep Roots and Fruits of the Mighty and Immovable Mount Tai", each branch can be practiced to the Geng level. It is said that those who complete the merits of the six magics can become a Gui level monk, enjoy immortality and immortality.
Level: D level
Skill: Yin Shen leaving the body (fourth level/transformation)
Degree (fourth level)
Spiritual Thoughts Leaving the Body (Third Level)
Change body like clothes (second level)
Moonlight Heavenly Clothes (Second Level)
Advanced conditions: Survive the shadow tribulation without dying