Swords are rare, encounters are even more difficult, and now you can see it, a sword is cold.

Wushan has been training soldiers for seven days and seven nights, thanks to his special literary spirit, otherwise he will fall short sooner or later.

And at this moment, what appeared in front of Wu Shan's eyes was no longer the body of the moon snake demon, but a sword.

This sword is very peculiar, the hilt is pitch black, the sword body is snow-white, three feet and three inches long, the two blades are like two snakes bent upward, and the tip of the sword is convex and the crescent.

Wu Shan stretched out his hand and held the long sword in his hand, feeling very heavy, and the meaning of coldness was obvious.

"Full Court Moon Snake Wisdom Sword"

This is the full name of the long sword in his hand, and of course, Wushan prefers to call it the Wisdom Sword.

"The sword is a good sword, let it be slain for the sake of doing good"

Wu Shan's chest qi surged, and the sword was included in the treasure bag after floating in front of him for a while.

Seeing that Wushan had successfully forged the Moon Snake Demon Body, He Zhang, the red-robed general of the gods, released the burden that had been pressing on his heart, and was pleasantly surprised.

"Thank you, Mr. for removing the big trouble for the people on this side, and also for relieving the big stone in the heart of the young general"

Wu Shan shook his head slightly and did not speak.

Now that the world is evil and chaotic, how can there be any people in this Anmu Mountain.

"I'm tired of General He"

After the red-robed general He Zhang saluted, he cast a spell to move Wushan out of the sealing space.

Requiem Temple, inside the main hall.

The appearance of Wushan, the happiest is Liu Hong, Li Biao, Xiong Da, and Xiong Er.

"Childe, what do you have?" jujiáy

Liu Hong was careful, and stepped forward to ask if Wushan was in good health.

Wu Shan shook his head and waved his hand to stop Liu Hong.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Wu Shan came to the clay statue of the red-robed general He Zhang in the main hall.

Just when someone wanted to ask why Wushan was like this, Wushan spoke.

"You're hiding here, you should still have thoughts about the demon body, it's a pity"

Wu Shan stretched out his hand, his hands were agitated, and he washed straight towards the face of General He's clay statue.

In the next second, a wisp of demon spirit rose from the face of the clay statue, and a small moon snake could be faintly seen swimming among it.

"Scattered"

As soon as this word came out, everyone saw a scorching light appear in the main hall, and the moon snake demon spirit was completely annihilated and dissipated.

Before everyone could react, the light disappeared without a trace.

After a long time, everyone returned to their senses, and the voice of Wushan also sounded in the main hall.

"The clay statue was injured by the demon spirit before, and the face was corroded by the demon power, and the demon spirit was hidden in the face of the clay statue, thinking that there was a trace of luck in my heart, and I had confidence in the demon body, and I was waiting for me to fall short."

"It's a pity that when I entered the main hall a few days ago, I happened to renovate the clay statue, and a soul-sealing array was depicted on the clay phase."

"If it weren't for this soul sealing array, I sensed that the demon body was forged and refined before, and this demon spirit might have really escaped for it."

"Hehe, it's really time, life is also"

Flowers bloom and fall, the tide rises and falls, whether it is a person or a demon, no one can beat this fate.

Wu Shan shook his head, sighing that the Moon Snake Demon was clever about himself, but instead he had ruined a trace of his vitality here.

"Everyone, the Moon Snake Demon has been exterminated, you can sleep well tonight"

No one responded to Wushan, and at this moment, Wushan's figure was infinitely higher in everyone's hearts.

Even the old master Zhang Yang, a scholar of the academy, looked at Wushan with a shocked face.

From the beginning of Wushan's fierce fight against the Moon Snake Demon Spirit, to the method of forging soldiers, and then to the demon spirit that has just been noticed and hidden, this calmness is unmatched, not to mention the endless methods of opposing the enemy.

Zhang Yang, a university scholar, exhaled slowly and sighed.

"My academy, there are successors, successors"

That night, except for the city guard brothers on duty, after a meal of wine and meat porridge cakes, everyone finally put their hearts at ease and slept soundly.

Wushan, who has not closed his eyes for seven days and seven nights, is even more sleepy.

If you sleep deeply, you are prone to dreams.

The drowsy environment, the familiar courtyard, the old mansion in memory.

Wushan felt a little vague, but the person in his arms was familiar, close, and of course smooth.

Some things happen naturally when you feel each other's breath face to face.

"Husband, the concubine took the things"

After the clouds and rain stopped, Wushan vaguely heard someone talking to him, but he was very tired, and after humming twice, he fell asleep.

On the second day, three poles were sunburned.

Wushan woke up, Liu Hong and Li Biao had already prepared water and porridge for Wushan.

"Childe, you're awake"

Li Biao came to Wushan with water in one hand and meat porridge in the other.

"Xiong Da, Xiong Er, are they gone?"

"Not yet, the brothers who were on duty in the second half of the night have just woken up, and they will wait a while before they leave camp and hit the road."

Wu Shan nodded, took the water and washed his face and hands, then took the meat porridge and drank it.

A mouthful of meat porridge in his stomach, Wushan felt a lot more comfortable.

"Go and ask General Wei, Xiong Da, and Xiong Er to come here, and I'll write a few letters and ask them to pass them on."

"Okay, Childe"

After a while, Wei Jidao, Xiong Da, and Xiong Er, who were dressed in military uniforms, walked into the main hall and saw that Wushan was loading the letter paper into the envelope.

"Brother Wu"

"Brother Wu, are you awake, have you eaten?"

As he spoke, Xiong Er had already taken out a dry cake and a small packet of dried meat from his arms and handed them to Wu Shan.

Wu Shan was not polite, and after taking the dry cakes and jerky, he handed the two envelopes on the table to Xiong Da.

"Well, this letter is for my teacher, your brother will help me forward it."

"It's Zhou Langkun, the Taoist master of the academy, remember, don't make a mistake"

"And this one, for Duan Yiming, you can also help me pass it on to him"

After Xiong Da and Xiong Er patted their chests and assured Wushan that they would be delivered, Wushan gave Wei Jidao a look, and Wei Jidao came to his senses, and took Xiong Da and Xiong Er out of the military affairs.

Wu Shan took out two more envelopes from his arms and handed them to Wei Jidao.

"General Wei, do me a favor"

"One is for Miss Chu, and one is for you to hand it to Qinglian Ju."

Wei Jidao put away the envelope and nodded in agreement.

Wu Shan sighed, and his eyes fell on the two brothers Xiong Da and Xiong Er, who were busy outside the main hall.

"General Wei, if it is difficult for their brothers to be promoted, please send them to the Hutchi, is it okay?"

"Don't worry, sir, I understand"

"I'm tired"

Next, after Wushan sent Wei Jidao out of the main hall, he found Xiong Da and Xiong Er, and stuffed two pots of Qinglian Lake wine to their brothers, before standing outside the Requiem Temple and watching the thousand-person camp leave.

"Childe, shall we also set off today?"

"It's high, why not"

After Wu Shan asked rhetorically, he turned around and went back to the main hall to pack his things.

After a while, the wail of Wushan came from the main hall

"Tiger girls, I knew that it would be okay to dream of you"

Unfortunately, when Wu Shan packed up his things in the text space, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

The fruit tree that Wushan temporarily placed in the text space is gone

Thinking of last night's spring dream, Wushan instantly understood that it must have been taken by the tiger girl Jun Youlong.

After wailing, Wushan recovered quite quickly, because he figured it out.

The Returning Yang Fruit Tree needs a lot of Yin Qi to nourish it, and Jun Youlong is in the Underworld World, where it is more suitable for the Returning Yang Fruit Tree to be reborn into Nirvana.

"Brother Shen"

"Hmm"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.