Many of the residents got up from the ground and trembled back to their homes, and the streets were empty again, without any communication with each other, as if the word "Heavenly Master" could not be mentioned.

"Who is the Celestial Master?" Shi Yan asked the coachman, sitting in the carriage.

"Heavenly Master?" Hearing the word Heavenly Master, the coachman's expression became respectful, like thinking of a god, but he refused to say a word.

"Alas......" Shi Yan sighed faintly, he felt more and more that something was wrong with the people in Ning Qiancheng.

"Xuan'er, go take a look. ”

"Childe, wait a minute. Xuan'er swept out of the carriage, circled around the corpses, and examined the carriage that had been split in two by the gray-clothed man's knife.

The gray spiritual power swept out with one breath, and withdrew with another breath.

"Spirit envoy?" The coachman's eyes widened, his lips trembled twice, the rich son Shi Yan he was going to slaughter this time, his maid turned out to be a spiritual cultivator?

Thinking that he had just made a detour and was about to ask for more money, the coachman couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Blackmailing the master of spirituality, isn't this looking for death?

"Childe, there was no one in the carriage in the first place, this is a trap. Xuan'er returned to the carriage.

"A trap?" Shi Yan looked into the distance of the street.

In the night, a boy dressed in Taoist clothes appeared, and kept throwing yellow Taoist talismans into the sky, first ten people, then more and more, Shi Yan swept away at a glance, at least a hundred people.

Among these children, there are dozens of adult Taoists in the center, carrying a sedan chair, the sedan chair is open-air, there is no sedan car wall, only light yarn, swinging with the wind.

"Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law of the Tao, and the Tao is the law of nature......"

Everyone's lips trembled, and the sound of the Tao was endless, like the secret sound of Buddhism.

Shi Yan could still hear it clearly at first, but in the end, it became denser and denser, humming constantly, which was a headache.

Shi Yan's five secret powers circulate, and the six senses are sealed.

Xuan'er's spiritual power flowed, but it was useless, and finally used spiritual blood and blood power to stop the invasion of Daoyin.

Compared with Shi Yan and Xuan'er, the coachman did not feel any pain for Daoyin, but looked comfortable and respectful, leading the horse to stop the carriage against the wall, so as not to block the sedan chair of the Heavenly Master, and he knelt in front of the carriage.

After a while, the residents who had just returned reappeared, kneeling down in unison, listening to the sound with a look of obsession.

Shi Yan frowned and stared at the central sedan chair, was it the Heavenly Master sitting there?

In the direction where the gray-clothed man left, there was a sound of fighting, and he could see that the roof of the house in the distance was full of guards and Taoist boys, and the shadows of the knives were continuous, and the blood stained the sky.

The Heavenly Master's team passed by Shi Yan, and at such a close distance, the moonlight slightly penetrated the white veil of the sedan chair, and one could see a person sitting cross-legged inside, holding a whisk.

His gaze seemed to be able to look through the curtain and meet Shi Yan.

At the moment when the sedan chair and the carriage were parallel, the procession suddenly stopped, and the sound of the road did not decrease, and it did not move forward.

Seeing this, Shi Yan chuckled, leaned on the edge of the carriage, held the handle of the Soul Devouring Sword with one hand, and looked at the people in the sedan through the curtain.

Xuan'er's eyes became cold, her pupils showed a touch of gray, the sky, the aura began to gather, and the wind and clouds were mighty.

The spiritual wind born from the convergence of spiritual energy blew down, blowing the curtain of the sedan chair into a hunting sound, and the figures inside appeared and disappeared from time to time.

I can vaguely see that it is a purple-robed Taoist, and I can't see him.

"Ahem!" The purple-robed Taoist inside coughed lightly, and the violently swaying curtain instantly stopped and became motionless.

The stopped team moved forward again, and the voices became higher and denser.

The team gradually lost sight, and the sound of the Tao drifted away and could not be heard.

Xuan'er frowned and said, "Childe, there is something wrong with this person." ”

"Well, just wait and see what happens, this Ning Qiancheng is getting more and more interesting. Shi Yan dispersed the secret power of the five knots, and rubbed the hilt of the Soul Devouring Sword with his palm.

"Chejia, please go to Fuyuan Inn quickly. ”

"Yes, yes. The coachman got up from the ground, not daring to delay any longer, from the eyes of Shi Yan and the Heavenly Master, he could see that Shi Yan was very strong, and those who usually saw the Heavenly Master not kneeling and bowing down were all dead.

Soon, the Fuyuan Inn arrived.

"How much?" Shi Yan and Xuan'er got out of the car.

In front of me, there is a three-story inn, made of a mixture of wood and stone, the walls and wood are old, and the inn looks like it has been around for some years.

The four characters of Fuyuan Inn on it are very conspicuous.

"No money, no money. The coachman waved his hand and laughed.

Shi Yan smiled back, but the coachman didn't understand what Shi Yan meant, and then piled up a richer smile.

In the next breath, Shi Yan's eyes turned yellow, the breath of the great wilderness was permeated, and the two-wheeled whirlpool was imprinted into the coachman's eyes, making the coachman look in a trance.

"Who is the Celestial Master?"

The coachman's expression was slightly struggling, and under the intensification of Shi Yan's Great Wilderness Six-Character Ecstasy Sutra, he became calm, and shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

"Tell me everything you know about the Celestial Master. Shi Yan asked a different way.

The coachman said sluggishly: "The heavenly master is the master of the city, is the most trusted person of the city lord, came to Ningqian City more than half a month ago, the ghosts in the city are all destroyed by the heavenly master, because of the superb Taoism, he is respected as the heavenly master by the city lord, every day at noon, midnight practice, divided into yin and yang two methods, the day to destroy ghosts and demons, and the night practice can get holy water, drinking can make us strong, and all poisons do not invade......"

Hearing this, Shi Yan didn't want to listen to it anymore, this Ningqian City Lord was set up by the Heavenly Master, or was he enchanted?

"The Heavenly Master let you die, will you die?" Shi Yan pointed directly to life and death.

Hearing this, the coachman showed a touch of fanaticism on his face, and knelt on the ground with his hands on his chest: "After drinking the holy water, you will no longer be afraid of death, death can usher in a new life, and you can become a person like a heavenly master in the next life, and your soul will not be extinguished." ”

Swish!

Shi Yan erected his arm and condensed, and an arm was cut down, and the coachman's body was cut in two.

After the body was cut open, the coachman's expression was relaxed, and Xu Qingming recovered in his eyes, there was no trace of blood under his body, but there were small multi-legged insects, the insects touched the air, the young and mutilated convulsions died a few times, and the other intact insects burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

The coachman died.

The fire condensed, burning the corpse of the coachman and the remnants of insects to ashes.

Shi Yan and Xuan'er entered the inn, and the coachman's body had been gnawed by insects, and he didn't know how to survive until now and what to rely on to maintain his body.

From the outside, it looks like a normal person.

He also found out when his internal strength penetrated into the coachman's body, how many living dead people were there in the entire Ningqian City, such as the coachman?

The center of the inn is the counter, and there is a bearded man behind the counter, who looks like a shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, is there a vacant room?" Shi Yan swept around, and there were many people sitting on the first floor, these people watched him kill the coachman, but they didn't see the insects in the distance.

They are all warriors who come to hunt for treasures, not natives of Ningqian City.

Shi Yan swept it away and found that one person couldn't see through it, and the others were all acquired martial cultivators, not even one innate or spiritual.

Seeing Shi Yan sweeping, they all lowered their eyebrows and didn't dare to look at each other, only one person looked at Shi Yan, and picked up the wine glass in his hand and toasted with a smile.

This person is wearing a black hat, slightly fat, and can't see the true face, it is a woman, and it is the person who Shi Yan can't see through the cultivation.

If you don't practice the practice of resting and breathing, if you are not an ordinary person, or if you don't cultivate to be similar to Shi Yan, there is no other possibility.

Although he can't see the true face, the scars on his wrists and arms are extremely ugly.

"Yes, how many do you want?" the shopkeeper smiled all over his face, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

The shopkeeper just saw clearly, Gang Qi, although he is an ordinary person, he can't tell the difference between Gang Gang Qi and Gang Qi at all levels, but Shi Yan is the weakest and congenital, and the innate means that he is no longer a mortal.

"One. Xuan'er replied first.

"Okay, two guest officers, please come with me. The shopkeeper drove Xiao Er away, personally took Shi Yan upstairs with the lamp, and the registration was exempted.

Room A on the third floor, on the edge, window facing the street.

Shi Yan looked at the room furnishings, had no opinion, took out a silver ticket and turned around and handed it out.

"If you need anything, you can tell me at any time. The shopkeeper took the silver ticket with a shy smile and left the door.

Xuan'er opened the window, and there was silence outside, without the hustle and bustle of the streets of Fucheng.

On the street, the innkeeper took the carriage away and cleaned up the charred remains of the coachman on the ground.

Shi Yan stood at the window, Jiangyang Town has not yet arrived, this little Ning Qiancheng will make him unable to see through, but he is not worried, Ning Qiancheng can't see through it, can there be Jiangyang Town?

Ghosts are cunning and their abilities are too miscellaneous to be underestimated simply by hierarchy.

Jiangyang Town is a place where ghosts and things gather, Ningqian City is so close, and it has surprised him that he has nothing to do for a month, it is normal to be weird, and it is a great horror to be weird.

Xuan'er began to make the bed.

Midnight.

The moonlight is like a substance, converging into Xuan'er's body, and there is a stream of moonlight, which is filtered by Xuan'er's body and then turned into a sky crystal and disperses.

Shi Yan sat cross-legged and absorbed all the Jinghua.

At this time, there was a noise outside the street.

Shi Yan stopped his cultivation and opened his eyes suddenly, and Xuan'er also jumped up from the bed, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

Xuan'er's ears were filled with spiritual blood, and her beautiful eyes closed and she affirmed: "Childe, there is a sound of killing." ”

Shi Yan's figure flashed, appeared in front of the window, and looked down.

It can be seen that the street is full of guards and Taoist children armed with torches and weapons, and there are many inns on this street, and these soldiers and Taoist children are looking for inns.

Families went in and searched, and then there were sounds of beatings and killings, and then the dead and dead were carried out of the inn, chained, and stuffed into prisoner carts.

The prisoner carts lined up in the streets, with no end in sight, and many of them were stuffed with people, squeezed together like stuffed beasts, until they could not be put down at all.

Hundreds of guards had already entered the Fuyuan Inn and started arresting people.

"Childe, it seems that they are all outsiders, and the locals don't touch any of them. Xuan'er told what she had found.

"Yes, you look there. Shi Yan shifted his gaze towards the center of the city.

A flame rose in the center of the city, staining the sky red, and a sound became higher and higher, about to spread throughout the city.

The so-called sacrifice can obtain holy water, drink it to strengthen the body, and enter the six realms of reincarnation without damage.

"According to the coachman, this is the midnight sacrifice, right?

Shi Yan's eyes were deep, and he said quietly: "Because sacrifices are needed." ”

Xuan'er's body shook, sacrificing people?

At this time, there was a sound of fighting in the corridor outside the house, and the warrior was not a lamb and would be slaughtered.

Shi Yan pointed to the guards below and said: "Look at these guards, they are obviously talented and refining the body, and the stronger leaders are only able to quench their bones, but they are all fierce and powerful, comparable to the martial arts cultivation of quenching bones and moving blood realms, Xuan'er, don't you think it's strange?"

"Strange. Xuan'er nodded heavily, and speculated tentatively: "Could it be related to the holy water obtained from the sacrifice?"

"Correct. ”

Boom!

The door of the house was slammed open, and a group of guards broke in, and when they saw someone in the house, they were ready to arrest someone with a knife.

In this regard, Shi Yan didn't bother to look back, and with a palm in the air, the Soul Devouring Sword standing against the table in the center of the house was instantly unsheathed.

Boom!

Only a sword sound was heard, and the Soul Eater Sword was thrown to the ground in front of the door, the stone ground was like tofu, and the Soul Eater Sword was easily inserted halfway.

Wow!

The black sword stood on the ground, and the tadpole-like runes spread out like a cat that smelled fish, blinking like an octopus with teeth and claws, blocking the door of the house, entangling and devouring several people who had rushed in.

Wrapped and twisted, all souls were devoured and died.

The guards who hadn't rushed in didn't escape, and the tadpole-like runes took the initiative to attack and devour them all.

Compared to the killings and conflicts in other rooms, Shi Yan's room was exceptionally calm, with a pile of dead corpses in front of the door, a soul-devouring sword standing quietly inside the door, and tadpole-like runes converging back to the sword body.

Shi Yan put his hands behind his back and looked down.

At the door of the Fuyuan Inn, there were two Taoist boys standing quietly, looking up at Shi Yan together.