Xu Dao successfully slain the monster, and he carried the sword box behind him, fluttering and independent, completely different from the chaotic mortals around him.

He ignored the thanks and kowtows of the people of Guo Dong County, first completely destroyed the formation in the Guo clan's ancestral hall, melted down the copper pavilion, knocked down the corpse well, and then set fire to the entire ancestral hall and burned it to ashes.

For Gu Won Bird, Xu Dao plucked the feathers and took blood, leaving the demon head as a proof, and took out valuable parts from it.

After a while, when Xu Dao was about to leave, there was a golden light on the horizon, the sky was white, and it shone on people's faces with a warm meaning.

The people of the county near the ancestral hall are still miserable, and many people are still struggling to find the bodies of their relatives, and the sound of sobbing is heard from time to time.

Xu Dao looked at the ruined scene in front of him, and sighed slightly, but he had already subdued the demons in the county, and the rest of the matter should be solved by these living people.

After thinking about it, Xu Dao took out the few remaining charms, found the paper horse charm from them, and immediately turned into a paper horse and rode up.

"Dao Chief, Dao Chief!" someone next to him saw Xu Dao's movements and immediately shouted.

Someone hurriedly said: "Dao Chief, please stay! Great Kindness and Great Virtue dare not report it!"

Many people knelt on all sides of Xu Dao, blocking the horses, trying to hold Xu Dao.

Xu Dao smiled when he saw this, and patted the paper horse that sat down, "Don't leave it at that!"

The paper horse jumped slightly, immediately jumped a foot away, crossed the crowd, and then ran towards the west with joyful steps.

When everyone saw that they couldn't hold back Xu Dao, they either bowed or knelt for a long time, and shouted in unison:

"Congratulations to the Daoist!"

The paper horse stepped on, and only the ancestral hall was still lonely with green smoke, and it was blown away by the wind after a while.

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After leaving Guodong County, Xu Dao rushed to the White Bone Mountain non-stop, as if something was urging him.

It wasn't until he ran into the White Bone Mountain, entered the realm of the White Bone Temple, and returned to his cave that Xu Dao's complexion eased, as if he was relieved.

The reason why Xu Dao was so anxious was that he was worried that Fang Xiaoshan's death had already been known to his uncle, and he was afraid that the other party would send someone to get him.

Fortunately, until he killed the monster and returned to the cave, no other Taoist came to trouble him.

Walking into the cave, Xu Dao breathed the air with a faint aura in the cave, and the true qi in his body swirled, and his mood immediately calmed down.

He paced to the center of the cave, stepped barefoot into the pool, and then sat cross-legged on a protruding stone platform, and thought quietly.

In the past few days, in addition to the two biggest gains, Xu Dao also collected no less than fifty runes at the ancestral hall, plus his own, a total of sixty-one runes.

If it weren't for the fact that Fang Yu's elixirs, talisman papers, and other things were all defiled by the evil qi, they would have been able to get even more money.

Xu Dao said secretly: "If it is true, people have no windfall and no wealth, and horses have no night grass and no fertilizer." ”

Immortal Dao is noble, but immortality is rare.

Especially in today's immortal path, cultivation is like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, not only to endure loneliness and painstaking practice, but also to be good at fighting and killing, so as to earn the resources of cultivation, so that there is a chance to talk about longevity!

However, "killing people and grabbing treasures" has consequences after all, especially when Xu Dao killed the nephew of the "trough head" in the White Bone Temple.

Although Yu Yangyan, who was traveling with him, had already been killed by him, and the mortals in the ancestral hall had also died tragically at the hands of the demons, Xu Dao might be able to make up a suitable reason to prevaricate.

But he always felt that the other party would not be gullible, and would not even listen to any of his words, but would choose to use secret methods to force him.

Not to mention that it was indeed Xu Dao's killer, even if it wasn't, it was impossible for him to allow someone to use secret methods to force him to question.

It's not about dignity, it's about life and life.

The cultivation of a cultivator is all pinned on the soul yin god, if you use a secret method to force the question, it will definitely involve the soul yin god of the Taoist, and even need to extract memories from it to test the authenticity.

In this way, there is a high probability that this technique will hurt the soul of the person being forced, which will have a lifelong effect.

And at the time of persecution, the life of the coerced person is also in the hands of others, and the other party only needs one thought to decide the life and death of the Taoist.

He would rather have a hard time with the other party than allow someone to use magic to force him to ask him.

However, the "trough head" of the White Bone View is one of the eighteen heads, and the cultivation is definitely in the late stage of qi refining.

There is a whole small realm between the late stage of qi refining and the early stage of qi refining, and the gap between the two is at least fifteen years, and at most forty or fifty years.

Even if Xu Dao's cultivation skyrocketed, and he was only one year away from trying to break through to the middle stage of Qi refining, the other party's Dao was still at least sixteen years higher than him.

Not to mention that the other party has been cultivating for many years, and he can also give Fang Xiaoshan a qi refining level demon horse, his savings must be large, and the means will not be less.

"There is a big enemy, you can't ignore it......" Xu Daopan sat on the stone platform, frowning slightly for a while.

Suddenly, he glanced at the corpse of the Gu Yu bird that he had brought back to the cave, and a thought popped into his mind.

Because Gu Hou Bird was eroded by evil qi, many parts of his body were dirty, harmful and useless, so he only brought back the demon head, hair, and demon blood.

Among them, the demon head is of little use, but can be used as a certificate to complete the task, and it can be exchanged for thirty gongs.

The Hair Bearer is tough and faintly one of the essences of the bird, which can be used to make whip-shaped utensils, and may be sold for a good price in the ghost market.

The demon blood is because it contains evil qi, and its concentration is much higher than that of other organs and muscles, and it can be used to refine poison pills, draw poison talismans, and even reverse refining evil qi...... It is very useful, and it will definitely be sold for a good price.

Xu Dao looked at the three items and pondered one person.

This person was seen in the ghost market in the past when he was not refining qi, and he was called the "Ink Pattern Daoist", and he was also one of the eighteen heads in the White Bone Temple.

The other party was kind to him, although it was a small matter, but it could not be regarded as a trivial matter for Xu Dao at that time.

Xu Dao may be able to pay a special visit, set a close routine, and take the opportunity to ask for help.

Visiting a benefactor naturally can't leave empty-handed, Xu Dao pondered in his heart:

"When the Ink-patterned Daoist set up a stall, the stall was mostly filled with the blood and venom of the monsters. Gu Won Bird is a qi refining level monster, and there is evil qi in its blood, which is rare on the market......"

"And this thing is related to what I ask for, if the other party accepts it, naturally I can't ignore it!"

Although it is also possible that the other party will accept things and not do anything, according to the things that the other party has helped Xu Dao, most of the ink pattern Taoist disciples are not this kind of person.

Even if the other party is, Xu Dao will simply regard it as repaying the kindness.

"So do it!" thought about it, and the thought in his heart was settled.

Xu Daoyin was out of his body, rolled up the items next to him, and immediately ran to the dormitory in the view......