Darkness enveloped the entire city of Osan in the dead of night.

Shen Tian sat cross-legged, and the spirit stones were spread on the bed as if they didn't want money.

The soldier beside him stared blankly, his eyes full of envy and yearning.

When will he be able to squander his aura cultivation like this! I can't even dream of it.

You must know that although for the disciples of the True Transmission of the Holy Land, hundreds or thousands of spirit stones are like pocket money.

But for the vast majority of sect disciples, this is already a huge amount of wealth.

After all, in the mortal world, one spirit stone can be exchanged for a thousand taels of silver.

Those who can consume spirit stones without pressure are all super rich!

And for a person like Jun Han, who was born in an ordinary family, every spirit stone has to be saved.

This man held the rank of captain in the Osan Army and was already in the middle of the Osan Military Camp.

However, even so, his monthly salary was only half a spirit stone, that is, 500 taels of silver.

If the Osan army can go out of the city to hunt and get extra gains, they may be able to make some extra money.

But now there are blood demons and mosquitoes in the city from time to time, and people are panicking.

The Osan army can only be on guard at all times and guard the city every day.

These spirit stones used in Shen Tian's cultivation at night were converted into military salaries.

It is estimated that it is comparable to his savings for hundreds of years without eating or drinking in this Wushan City!

I have to say that a rich person's cultivation is worth the poor person's life savings, and it is the same in any world.

When the last Great Zhou Tian was over, all the spirit stones around Shen Tian lost their crystal luster.

Shen Tian exhaled turbidity, and the energy that had been consumed in the rush had finally recovered.

He looked at the military man and said, "Housheng, what's your name?" ”

The burly man said cautiously: "The villain's surname is Zeng, and his single name is Biao." ”

Zeng Biao?

Shen Tian thought about it, a mere Qi refining Triple Heaven dared to stop the Holy Son of the foundation period, it was quite strong.

Shen Tian took out a red big knife from the Cangming ring: "This is a low-grade magic weapon knife. ”

"Then I will ask you something, and if you answer well, the knife will be yours."

This low-grade magic weapon knife was picked up by Shen Tian on the ground during the chaos in Misty City.

Shen Tian had a lot of spiritual weapons on his body, and he even had a whole set of holy weapons, and to be honest, these magic weapons were not used at all.

But for Zeng Biao, a low-grade magic weapon knife is at least worth hundreds of spirit stones.

Based on his income, he would have to go decades without food or drink to afford it.

Moreover, for him, the inferior magic weapon can just exert its power.

Stronger medium-grade magic weapons and high-grade magic weapons, he can't control them very well.

On the contrary, it is easy to harbor their sins, which will arouse the covetousness of some high-level cultivators, and they may be robbed.

As long as he can get this low-grade magic weapon, Zeng Biao's strength can be increased by at least 5 percent, and he will be reborn.

In the future, he will be safer when he goes out hunting, and his ability to save his life will be increased many times over.

Thinking of this, Zeng Biao hurriedly said: "Although the seniors asked, I know everything!" ”

Shen Tian nodded with satisfaction: "Tell me everything you know about mosquito spirits." ”

Although it has been in the chance picture of the Holy Son of the Big Dipper before, the time and place have been completely determined.

But with the lesson of the last overturn in the Misty Plains, Shen Tian still felt that it was not enough insurance.

Therefore, he must know everything about this mosquito spirit, and do it like the palm of his hand!

It's as simple as that? Zeng Biao was ecstatic, isn't this equivalent to giving treasure?

Sure enough, I had been praising my predecessors for being handsome, and the immortal master was happy.

I'll just say, the handsome immortal master seniors must be generous and very bold!

Zeng Biao was extremely glad that he had stopped Shen Tian's decision before, and at the same time began to introduce the mosquito essence.

……

From Zeng Biao's mouth, Shen Tian learned that this mosquito essence had suddenly appeared in recent months.

In the beginning, it only attacked the cattle and sheep pastures outside the city of Osan to suck the blood of cattle and sheep.

Moreover, its cultivation is not very strong, and it is around the Qi refining period.

Wushan City sent some elite warriors in the Qi Refining Period to search and hunt it.

I thought I could easily solve the demon.

Unexpectedly, the mosquito spirit was extremely strong and killed all the soldiers.

After killing all the fighters, the mosquito spirit disappeared strangely, as if it had left the vicinity of Osan Castle directly.

Two months later, however, it reappeared, this time directly in Osan City.

At this time, the strength of this mosquito spirit had reached the Nine Heavenly Realm of Qi Refining.

Sucks an adult dry in an instant.

It slaughtered the city and frantically sucked the blood of the people.

As a result, the strength of the mosquito spirit has broken through the bottleneck and advanced to the realm of foundation building.

During that battle, several of the foundation-building monks were drained of their blood and turned into dried corpses.

The old city lord of Wushan City in the Jindan period went out of the customs, and in the end he could only be injured and escaped, but he could not leave it.

I thought that this mosquito spirit would not come again after being injured, but I didn't expect that only two months had passed.

This mosquito spirit has reappeared, and its cultivation has already reached a half-step conclusion.

In that battle, the old city lord, who had been in the knot for hundreds of years, was unexpectedly defeated by this mosquito spirit.

He was pressed and beaten by this mosquito essence, and was almost drained of his blood, and he blew up all his magic weapons before he repelled it.

Because of his serious injuries, the old city lord fell within a few days, and there was no Jindan powerhouse in the city.

In the face of the mosquito essence that may make a comeback at any time, everyone is panicking.

Therefore, they sent people to the Holy City of the Big Dipper overnight to seek protection.

Wushan Castle is a vassal of the Holy City of the Big Dipper and provides a large amount of tax revenue every year.

But on the other hand, if Osan City is in danger, the Big Dipper Holy City will also bless it.

Therefore, although most of the people in Osan City are afraid of mosquito spirits, they are not particularly worried in their hearts.

After all, every time the mosquito spirit left before, it would take two months to come, and there was still plenty of time.

As long as the immortal chief of the Big Dipper Holy City arrives, he will naturally be able to subdue this evil beast!

However, Shen Tian knew that everyone in Wushan City had been deceived.

This red-winged black mosquito is not as simple as they imagined.

And the next time it appears won't be two months away at all, just before tomorrow morning!

Because the Holy Son of the Big Dipper will arrive in the early hours of tomorrow morning, and when he arrives.

The entire city of Osan has been turned into a dead city, and there is basically no living mouth.

In other words, the mosquito spirit had already completed the sneak attack and slaughter before the early hours of the morning!

……

After listening to all the news that Zeng Biao knew about the red-winged black mosquito, Shen Tian had a rough idea in his heart.

He nodded, and casually threw the low-grade magic weapon long knife to Zeng Biao.

At the same time, Shen Tian injected a divine thought into Zeng Biao's body.

That was a sword technique that Shen Tian had learned when he was in the Great Yan Kingdom.

Naturally, it can't be compared with the inheritance of the Holy Land Cave Heaven, but it can be regarded as a good exercise.

Although the Thirteen Princes went mad after cultivating, it was a matter of luck, and it really had nothing to do with this sword technique.

Zeng Biao is a big guy and three thick, but he has a good nature, and the most important thing is to understand aesthetics.

After Shen Tian calmed down, he felt that he should reward this guy.

In this regard, Zeng Biao is naturally grateful, after all, this inheritance is much stronger than his exercises!

If you switch to this set of exercises, Zeng Biao's future achievements will definitely be doubled, this is a great opportunity!

Shen Tian generously accepted Zeng Biao's thanks, and then asked Zeng Biao to go back and cultivate with peace of mind.

And he himself continued to meditate, adjusting his state to the best fit for fighting.

Because Shen Tian knew that the enemy army could reach the battlefield at any time!

You have to be at your best at all times.

……

The night gets darker.

The stars are dotted, and they are beautiful.

Most of the people in Osan City were already asleep.

However, in the City Lord's Mansion, Shen Tian's eyes suddenly opened.

A golden thunderbolt rushed straight into Xiao Han and exploded suddenly in the sky above Wushan City.

The sound of thunder resounded throughout Wushan City, waking countless sleeping people from their dreams.

One by one, a foundation building monk rushed to Shen Tianfang and carefully asked what was going on.

Shen Tian took a deep breath, and his body stretched out like a swimming dragon.

He stood proudly in the tower, looking at the sky in the distance.

There, a swarm of blood mosquitoes......

It's coming!

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