"You dare to kill me?" The woman in the pale yellow dress couldn't believe it.

These were the last words she left.

Qin Chuan glanced at the dead woman, then took the Yin Zhi horse, and then searched for a token from the female corpse on the ground.

"Heavenly Dao Alliance."

What is it?

Qin Chuan carefully searched through the memories from the inheritance of the old master.

I vaguely found a little bit of a record.

"Spiritual Shrine?"

Qin Chuan summoned a phosphorus fire, burning the woman's body and detaining her soul at the same time.

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…

In the deep mountain forest, there is a cave covered by miasma, and there are many poisonous insects and ghosts in the cave, or a bloody hand sticks out from the mountain wall, or a ghost face floats in the cave, and even the lamps in the cave are sparkling ghost fires.

There were handymen who came and went, and they were obviously used to it, and they didn't think that the environment in the cave was eerie.

The deepest part of the cave is a wide hall, and a stone door opens on the middle of the mountain wall, and a middle-aged king dressed in a black Jiao pattern costume walks out of it, and the miscellaneous servants in the hall worship him.

The king sat on the throne high in the center, looking down on the people in the hall.

The green ghost fire illuminates his white and flawless appearance, and at the same time, he exudes the majesty of controlling life and death, as if anyone standing in front of him cannot live or die by himself.

"See the Ghost King."

The ghost king glanced at everyone lightly and said, "The Yin Zhi horse has been taken away, I want to go to Qingzhou Mansion for a trip, and you can take good care of the cave mansion, and there can be no mistakes." ”

"Yes."

The ghost king left the cave mansion and came to the outside of the ghostly mountains, and transformed into a Taoist priest with fairy wind and bones.

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Qingzhou Mansion.

A Taoist priest surnamed Wang came to the capital of Qingzhou Mansion.

In front of the city lord, Daoist Wang performed a wall-piercing technique.

The lord of the city saw that the Taoist priest was a stranger, and invited him to admire the moon with him, surrounded by a large number of servants and maidservants.

The lord of the city is old, and what he fears most is death. Naturally, he mentioned to Daoist Wang the topic that he never got tired of asking, how to achieve immortality. Daoist Wang smiled slightly, and then his mouth was like a river, and he talked endlessly to the city lord about various Taoist theories of longevity and longevity, in short, it was empty and far-reaching, and it sounded very unfathomable.

And among these contents, there is no lack of weird and evil content such as purple river cars.

But the city lord ate this very much, and nodded when he heard it.

Unconsciously talked about the late night, Wang Daoist smiled and said: "City Lord, I see that you are a little thirsty, wait for Poor Dao to pick a peach for you." ”

The city lord said: "At this time, there will be no peaches. ”

Daoist Wang smiled: "Have you heard of painting cakes to satisfy your hunger? ”

The lord of the city said, "I heard that someone was hungry, so he drew a piece of bread, hoping to fill his stomach." He smiled and said, "Could it be that the Taoist chief wants to draw a peach to quench the widow's thirst?" ”

Daoist Wang smiled and said, "Please also ask the city lord to give me rice paper, pen and ink." ”

The city lord was curious, he guessed that this Dao chief had the ability to show his hand again, so he said: "Why are you still stunned, quickly get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone." ”

After a while, a maidservant girl brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Wang Taoist asked people to unfold a roll of paper, dip a brush in ink, and soon draw a lifelike peach tree on rice paper.

Then the Taoist reached into the painting, and when he took it out again, there was an extra pink and plump peach in his hand, and the peach tree he painted happened to be missing a peach.

The lord of the castle was amazed, so he grabbed the peach in his hand and took a bite.

Sure enough, it was soft and juicy, and the juice of the peaches was very tender and pink.

But the maidservants and servants next to them all showed frightened looks.

Because in their eyes, where is the peach in the hand of the city lord, it is clearly ......

It's just that seeing the intoxicated appearance of the city lord, they didn't dare to speak at all.

Daoist Wang smiled: "City Lord, how does this peach taste?" ”

The city lord nodded, "It's really a delicacy that is hard to find in the world, and I even ate the milky flavor." ”

Daoist Wang smiled: "Taking a young woman's rennai can prolong life, and it seems that the city lord is also well versed in this." ”

The city lord said: "I just heard about it, so I raised a few nurses on weekdays, and I didn't have much hope with the mentality of trying it out." When the Taoist chief said this, it really worked, but why can't I feel it? ”

Daoist Wang smiled faintly: "Lord City Lord, decline is a fixed number of heaven, and taking these things is nothing more than delaying aging." Therefore, of course, the lord of the castle will not experience any effect of rejuvenation. ”

City Lord: "Then what can be done to make people truly rejuvenate?" ”

Daoist Wang said softly: "Naturally, it is taking elixir. ”

"Elixir?" The city lord groaned, and then said, "I have also obtained this kind of thing before, but it is extremely rare, and after taking it, the effect is not as good as the legend says. ”

Daoist Wang shook his head, "That's because you don't know how to do alchemy, city lord." If the elixir is refined into an elixir and the elixir is taken, the effect is far ten times and a hundred times better than that of taking the elixir directly. ”

"Does the Dao Master know how to do alchemy?"

"Naturally, it will, but it's a pity that there is no good elixir in the poor road."

City Lord: "I understand what the Dao Chief means, it turns out that the Dao Chief is planning to let me help you find the elixir, as long as the Dao Chief can practice the elixir for me, the matter of the elixir will be wrapped up in me." ”

Wang Daoist: "Poor Dao knows where there is a high-grade elixir, as long as the city lord gets this medicine, then the poor Dao will definitely be able to practice the elixir for the city lord to rejuvenate and rejuvenate." ”

The city lord was a little excited, "I don't know where the elixir is?" I'll send someone to fetch it right away. ”

"It's just outside the city at the view of rejuvenation. The lord of the city should know about this place. If the city lord plans to ask for the elixir, he must act as soon as possible, otherwise ......it will be late," Wang Daoist stroked his beard and said slowly, "It's too late to say that he is still there." ”

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At night, the moonlight is shining.

The concept of rejuvenation is like stagnant water and empty light.

Outside, it was surrounded by the soldiers of Qingzhou Mansion. Among them, there are many warriors.

The most elite soldiers of Qingzhou Mansion are here.

Such a force made the Taoist priests and miscellaneous servants of the Rejuvenation Temple tremble.

Knowing that it was the city lord who had arrived, Qin Chuan asked the Taoist priests to open the door and invite the city lord to come in.

In the small pavilion in the view.

The lord of the city saluted first, and the two sides sat down.

After Qin Chuan heard the intention, he smiled slightly: "Xiao Dao has indeed obtained an elixir recently, since the city lord wants it, just take it." ”

The city lord thought that he was going to use swords, but he didn't expect that the young master of the rejuvenation view was so knowledgeable, and he knew the current affairs better than the old master before.

But in the end, he is a young Taoist priest, and his ability is definitely not good, so he will be soft as soon as they meet.

Seeing that he could easily get the elixir, the city lord naturally didn't want to be rude.

If you can, you won't rob, this is the gentleness of the lord of a government to the people under his rule.

The city lord clapped his hands and asked someone to bring good wine and drink with Qin Chuan.

Next, of course, there is a staggered plan.

Wang Daoist only served as a guest from beginning to end, and did not interject.

The lord of the city drank together.

Qin Chuan smiled and said: "Such a good day, such a bright moon, how can you dance without a beauty?" And let the poor road call a dancer to help the fun. ”

The city lord smiled: "Okay." ”

Qin Chuan didn't know where to take out the pen and paper, and drew a delicate woman with three points of heroism.

He then clapped his hands gently, and the woman actually walked out of the painting.

I saw that she was slender and slender, with slender jade legs, white and tender ankles, delicate collarbones, and a beautiful complexion.

Her beautiful and moving carcass is hidden under a thin white veil, and the jade body looms, causing infinite reverie.

The lord of the castle has seen many dancing girls, but none of them can dance as moving as the woman in the painting. All kinds of unimaginable sultry dances are shown by the woman in the painting.

With the dancing of the woman in the painting, it is even more fragrant, the city lord is dazzled, his heart fluctuates, and his heart shakes as the woman raises her hands and feet.

A strand of hair swept past the tip of his nose, and he saw the beauty in the painting holding a bottle of wine and serving it in front of the city lord, "City lord, let's have another drink." ”

The lord of the castle has been fascinated ever since.

Daoist Wang frowned on the side, and he suddenly poured the wine from the wine glass in his hand at the woman.

Seeing this, the woman immediately took out a short sword from the sleeve of her robe, and the target was not the Wang Daoist who attacked her, but the city lord.

The dagger was already pressed against the castle lord's neck.

The city lord felt the coldness of his neck, and a chill came out from head to toe.

"Lord Qin Guan, what do you mean by this?"

Qin Chuan smiled lightly, and the sleeves of his robe had already blocked the wine spilled by Daoist Wang.

The Qingxuan Sword was immediately unsheathed.

There are many lights and shadows in the air, which dazzles people.

At present, Qin Chuan's cultivation is still very shallow, so the swordsmanship of sword light differentiation is simplified and turned into a swordsmanship of "splitting light and catching shadows".

When the Taoist priest saw Qin Chuan's swordsmanship, he immediately slapped his palm.

This palm immediately turned into a blue-black ghost claw, and there was a thunderclap breaking through the air.

This ghost claw is powerful, changeable, zigzag and changing in the small pavilion, ghostly.

When the city lord saw the ghost claws of the royal Taoist, he immediately understood in his heart that the royal Taoist priest was either an evil way or a demon. It's just that right now, it's obvious that Qin Chuan is even more hateful.

It's just that he is constrained by the short sword of the woman in the painting, and he doesn't dare to act rashly.

The woman in the painting has a cold expression, as if she doesn't care about the victory or defeat of Qin Chuan and Wang Daoshi, and the short sword in her hand is tightly clenched, ready to take the life of the city lord at any time.

It's just that her heart fluctuates in her heart, which can be described in words.

It turned out that Qin Chuan used the swordsmanship of splitting light and catching shadows, obviously fighting for life and death, but he walked leisurely and calmly.

Until now, the sword light has not even broken a single thing in the pavilion, but it is the ghost claw of the king Taoist, who can't contain his strength, and obviously falls behind.

But after a while, the woman found that the ghost king's scattered energy was absorbed by an invisible black hole.

And that black hole is Qin Chuan itself.

"Unfathomable."

The woman was none other than the female cultivator of the Heavenly Dao Alliance who died in the hands of Qin Chuan-Liu Qing.

Liu Qing originally thought that she died in the hands of Qin Chuan because of the other party's surprise, but now it seems that Qin Chuan is indeed unfathomable.

Dealing with Wang Daoist is like a cat catching a mouse, as long as he spends a little more effort, Wang Daoist will inevitably be defeated.

It's just that she couldn't figure out why Qin Chuan wanted to deal with Daoist Wang like a frog boiled in warm water.

Where did she know that Qin Chuan's current strength was too weak.

There is not much force at all.

Therefore, Qin Chuan used the method of guerrilla to absorb the ghost qi of the Wang Daoist bit by bit, and waited until he absorbed enough, and then made a thunderous blow.

The more Wang Daoist fought, the more anxious he became.

He didn't have to wait long before he suddenly heard a thunderclap.

Rumble!

The clothes on Daoist Wang's chest were actually torn, revealing a big gap. A long sword wound appeared, but no blood flowed out.

Immediately, an earth-shattering explosion appeared.

The pavilion was blown up.

With this loud sound, many sergeants were stunned, and a few of the martial arts masters did not faint, but their eyes were full of fear and fled one after another.

However, the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple were driven farther out, because the people inside suffered more damage, but they escaped the catastrophe, but they were affected somewhat.

A cloud of green smoke left like a flying dragon in the explosion.

The lord of the city has become a puddle of rotten meat.

Liu Qing appeared in front of Qin Chuan in a mess, and his figure was a little scattered.

"That's the ghost king of Qingfang Mountain." She said to Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan was also very embarrassed, but he didn't look injured, there seemed to be an invisible net just now, absorbing most of the power of the explosion, and the impact on Qin Chuan was not serious.

Qin Chuan: "It seems that this world is more interesting than I imagined, but that's all. ”

When he finished digesting the Yin Lingzhi that had almost become an elf, it was a mere ghost king, and it was nothing to say.

Liu Qing: "Who are you, your supernatural powers and your breath do not match at all." Who are you? ”

Qin Chuan smiled: "It's not a dead person anyway. ”

"Dead people?" Liu Qing showed a strange smile when he saw Qin Chuan.

"You people are very interesting, and death is the right way. But don't you know? There is no difference between you and the ghost king. ”

Liu Qing: "What do you mean?" ”

Qin Chuan said leisurely: "I didn't kill you, you were already dead." ”

"You're talking nonsense."

Qin Chuan: "Believe it or not, it's all true." But if you follow me, you may have a chance to become a real human being. ”

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Such a big thing happened, Qin Chuan had no choice but to abandon the stronghold of Huichun Temple, and even left Qingzhou Mansion overnight.

Alchemy requires a quiet environment that does not tolerate sloppiness.

Through Liu Qing, he found a place that was safe and quiet, and very suitable for alchemy.

A haunted house.

There are many ghosts in this world.

Many people are afraid of ghosts, but they don't realize that even if the ghost house is in the middle of the city, the people around them will not move away. In their consciousness, as long as they don't go to the ghost house and don't enter the ghost territory, then everyone can be safe.

Ghosts can also take advantage of this to live in the yang world peacefully.

It's just that ghosts should live in the underworld.

So is this world really the yang world?

Qin Chuan was skeptical.

The ghosts in the haunted house are all unconscious ghosts, living in this very large mansion according to a certain law.

After Qin Chuan arrived, he didn't know what method he used, and he actually let these ghosts attach themselves to the grass, trees, insects and fish in the house.

"Dotting?"

Liu Qing saw that these grass, trees, insects, and fish were possessed by ghosts, and then they formed human appearances.

It's just an illusion, not an avatar.

With Qin Chuan's current knowledge, he naturally figured out the principle of the Illusion Pill that Qingqing took back then. So he turned this into a supernatural power, which is "pointing".

The igniting shapeshifter demon needs yin energy to sustain it.

It was just right for Qin Chuan to expel the yin qi from Yin Wind Valley and the Ghost King.

(End of chapter)