Although there was no one watching the battle in Changchun Valley, in this world where the immortals appeared, it was very rare to hide anything from someone with a heart.

Although Yu Fei was defeated by the ascetic head, the killing of the green-robed body was also dug up, so he was considered to be a figure at the level of the three immortals and two elders, and was given the name of Changchun Sword Immortal.

Besides, after Xu Feiniang and the Mixed Yuan Patriarch left, she found a place to help the Mixed Yuan Patriarch turn the robbery, and then returned to Wutai Mountain with the token of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, preparing to reorganize the mountain gate and wait for the Mixed Yuan Patriarch to return.

It's just that Xu Feiniang was in a mess in Emei, which led to heavy losses for the Wutai faction, and everyone from Sikong Kan to ordinary disciples had very opinions about it, even if he had the token of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, he couldn't lead everyone, but was forced to almost lose a foothold in Wutai Mountain.

It's just that Sikong Kan, Lin Yuan and others are also unconvinced by each other, in order to prevent the Wutai faction from falling apart, Xu Feiniang proposed that whoever can find Zhu Hong, a traitor, and retrieve the "Mixed Yuan Cheats" can temporarily take the position of teaching.

Everyone did not have the prestige and strength to suppress the heroes, so they also agreed to Xu Feiniang's proposal, and a vigorous search for traitors began.

A few people with high cultivation naturally want to find a traitor so that they can sit in the position of the head of the sect, but more people just use this as an excuse to do evil after going down the mountain, and it is not unreasonable for Wutai to be considered by the world as a side door.

Wutai Taoism was originally created by the Mixed Yuan Patriarch combined with the three teachings, among which there are many cruel Taoist methods remaining, and the Mixed Yuan Patriarch himself acted rightly, but these disciples who only practiced mana and did not cultivate morality did not have such Taoist power, and they often couldn't resist the temptation in the face of these quick evil laws.

However, it was said that on this day, the ninth disciple of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, Seven-Handed Yaksha Long Fei, once again went down to Wutai Mountain under the pretext of looking for Zhu Hong, and came to the place where the Nine Sons Yin Soul Sword was secretly refined.

In a valley outside Yuncheng, Long Fei quietly fell into the light, pulled away the vines that covered the entrance of the cave and walked in.

After passing through the mountain road of about dozens of zhang, there is a large stone room in the innermost, and there is a stone platform in the stone room, on which there is a turquoise flying sword that is being scorched and quenched by the yin fire, and from time to time there are painful wails coming out of the sword.

There are nine stone pillars around the stone platform, eight of which have chains tied to a pregnant woman whose belly has been torn open by life, some of which have turned into dry bones, and some of which are still emitting a foul smell.

It was obvious that these eight pregnant women were all materials for the Nine Sons Yin Soul Sword, and they didn't know how much torture they had suffered before they died.

Long Fei glanced at the flying sword greedily, pondered for a moment, and slowly withdrew from the stone room.

The woman required to refine the Nine Sons Yin Soul Sword is extremely harsh, not only does it require nine eight-character pure yin women's lives, but also the people in the womb also have life requirements, after the two are added, it is even more difficult to find, Long Fei has been planning for more than ten years, and there is still one shortcoming.

But he had found his goal, and he had used his means to delay the woman's pregnancy, and now it was ready to be harvested.

Thinking that after refining the Nine Sons Yin Soul Sword, he would be able to overwhelm the same sect, and it was impossible to say that he couldn't even think about the position of the head of the sect, Long Fei felt a burst of excitement in his heart.

There is a large family in the south of Datong City, Shanxi, the owner's surname is Cao Mingwenzhao, who is a family of generals, and now he is a general of Datong, and he is also a big man who holds real power in his hands.

It's just that this General Cao also has troubles, he is close to forty, but he has never had children, and there is only one daughter under his knees, who was also born to a concubine a few years ago.

After having an heir, Cao Wenzhao knew that it was not his own problem, so he accepted a few concubines, but there was still no movement, so when he thought that his family had killed too much and was destined to have no children, the daughter of an old Xiucai who was accepted last year suddenly became pregnant, which made Cao Wenzhao overjoyed.

Seeing that it was not far from the concubine's birth, Cao Wenzhao was both looking forward to it and apprehensive.

This General Cao also has a nephew, not much younger than that, named Cao Bianjiao, who is also a general under him, serving as a guerrilla general, but he is born with divine power, and has the courage of ten thousand people, with the cooperation of his uncle and nephew, the Houjin of Liaodong outside the Guanxi has failed to please the Central Plains several times.

Tonight, his nephew Cao Bianjiao came to Cao Wenzhao with some side dishes and good wine, but after Emperor Chongzhen revoked the post station, many post guards had no food to eat, which provoked a popular uprising.

The two were drinking wine, and suddenly there was a strong wind in the house, blowing so that the two couldn't open their eyes, and an "ah" cry came from the east room in the backyard, Cao Wenzhao had a pimple in his heart, and shouted loudly:

"Hui Niang."

Cao Bianjiao knew that his uncle had finally ushered in hope, no matter what kind of ghost this yin wind was, he couldn't let it hurt his little sister-in-law, and he couldn't take care of it, so he immediately pulled out his waist knife and rushed towards the backyard.

I saw a black wind about to leave from the backyard, and there was a sound of help in it.

"The general save me..."

Cao Bianjiao was shocked in his heart, and without thinking about it, he slashed towards the black wind, but although Long Fei was an extremely insignificant one among the disciples of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, he was not something that mortal soldiers could hurt, even if Cao Bianjiao had the courage of ten thousand people.

There was a strange laugh from the black wind, and the black wind swept along the blade, and swept Cao Bianjiao away, Long Fei didn't bother to entangle with these mortals, and after wrapping his own sword refining materials, he rushed out of Cao's mansion.

At this time, Cao Wenzhao was about to arrive, and when he saw that his concubine was being taken captive, his face suddenly turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Cao Bianjiao's physique was strong, the black wind was just swept away by Long Fei at will, and it didn't cause any injuries, after seeing his uncle's appearance, Cao Bianjiao only said, "Uncle don't worry, my nephew will definitely save my little sister-in-law." After saying that, he ran towards the outside of the house.

Riding on the good horse seized from Houjin, Cao Bianjiao didn't care about the rules of not allowing horses to gallop in the city, and chased in the direction that Long Fei left.

It's just a mortal horse, no matter how divine the horse is, it can't compare to the monk's escape, and it can still hang a little at first, and the time is a little longer, and under the consumption of horsepower, it is slowly lost.

And as Cao Bianjiao continued to squeeze the horsepower, after running for hundreds of miles, the Liaodong horse foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground, throwing Cao Bianjiao out and eating a mouthful of soil.

After Cao Bianjiao got up, he spit out the soil, looking at the painful appearance of his beloved horse, and he didn't have time to feel distressed. After drawing the knife to end the pain of the beloved horse, he continued to stride in the direction where Long Fei disappeared.

After running all night, it has already passed Taiyuan, even if Cao Bianjiao is physically strong, he can't stand it, from the beginning of running, at this time he can only barely walk, his eyes have become bloodshot, and his lips are extremely dry.

At this moment, I saw two Taoists on the official road coming slowly on horseback, a middle-aged and a young man.

Cao Bianjiao was overjoyed and shouted at the two Taoists:

"This official is the Datong guerrilla general Cao Bianjiao, can you see a black wind passing through the sky?"

"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.