The last selfless cry of the black corpse Taoist Ma Liuyin before his death attracted Ye Zhiqiu's attention, but he had already made a killer, and he had no regret at all, but instead ordered the two foxes to turn the extremely sharp magic sword, immediately crushing the hearts of his peers, and the power of the Beidou attached to the sword body immediately attacked, killing it completely.

After defeating the opponent, the system automatically activated, continuously extracting the exercises of this side monk, and then stripping the memory fragments from his resentful soul until it was washed into a blank space and fell directly into the Nine Nether Land.

At the same time, Ye Zhiqiu closed his eyes, absorbing everything from the other party, and couldn't help but secretly applaud in his heart: "Yin Sha Talisman Technique, it turned out to be from the Dao vein of the Xuanyin Sect of the Thirty-six Side Gates, and the correct name is the Xuanyin Divine Curtain." However, I think this Dao technique has a deep evil aura and a faint ghostly aura, so it should be called the Xuanyin Ghost Curtain. Well, this Taoist technique originates from the "Xuanyin True Scripture", and it is a Taoist method that has been inherited. ”

Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu's heart couldn't help but beat heavily, but he also knew that the talisman technique practiced by the Xuanyin Divine Curtain was only a spell expounded according to the Dao Law, and compared with the "Xuanyin True Scripture" of Dao Immortality, it was completely a dime a dime.

Skipping this spell and not mentioning it, Ye Zhiqiu turned his attention to another spell, which was also the life-saving hole card of Ma Liuyin, a black corpse Taoist, borrowing the corpse to return the soul.

"The human body is a house, and the soul is trained into a yin god, so as to get out of the body and enter the body, and seize the ownerless corpse to return to the yang. As far as I know, such a body-changing spell will never lead to immortality. ”

Ye Zhiqiu forcibly held back the unhappiness in his heart, and turned to check the other extracted spells: "The key to refining the ghost dao magic weapon! ”

"The ghost road has three corpses and five ghosts, the corpse of the crippled corpse, the corpse of the harlequin, and the corpse of the immortal, all of which are ancient corpse gods, who are engaged in combat, witchcraft, and beasts, and have their own divine powers, no wonder they can become the source of the Dao vein. ”

"Well, the five ghosts are flawed, the horn resistance technique of the one-horned ghost king, the dark fire of the red-haired ghost king, and the borrowing spell of the strong ghost king, not bad. The power of a bull is comparable to that of a samurai who has been trained to the fullest extent by fascia, and it is indeed extraordinary. However, this kind of strength is borrowed, and the external force is not enough. ”

Ye Zhiqiu had seen several other side door spells, all of which were harmful things, not the path of immortality at all, but the bloody killing technique, so he didn't have much interest.

Immediately afterwards, the memory fragments from the black corpse Taoist Ma Liuyin seemed to pass by in front of him, but most of the past, due to the immersion in the ghost path practice, it became blurred, and there was only a relatively clear figure, a black lotus-patterned Taoist robe, and the skulls of five Taoists were gathered into a hammer-shaped magic weapon, looking like a master outside the world.

"I hit a small one, but I didn't expect there to be an old one in the back. Fortunately, Ma Liuyin, the black corpse Taoist, was completely whitewashed, and I don't want anyone to find out about what happened today. ”

Ye Zhiqiu's courage was not big, it was not small, and he suddenly remembered that he had killed the half-demon ghoul wolf, the little man of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, who was almost eaten by their demonic nature, and immediately used the Pure Heart and Tranquility Technique to cleanse his body and mind, and sure enough, he noticed that countless resentful spirits, densely distorted faces, were eroding and infiltrating his body.

In other words, ordinary people may not be affected, but Ye Zhiqiu has reached the realm of inducing qi into the body, and there are as many as three spiritual apertures opened up by the dantian qi sea alone, and he was inadvertently infected by the resentment of the resentful spirit, so he gave birth to a little arrogant.

"I really can't relax for a moment! Ever since I started cultivating and became a left-handed scholar, I have always felt inexplicable malice, and this world is a little dissatisfied with qi refiners. ”

Ye Zhiqiu didn't continue to think about it, and after repeatedly washing his body and mind with the Dao method, he simply cleaned up the mess, and then beckoned the nearby mount Daqing Donkey, drove it to speed up, and chased all the way north to catch up with the distant caravan.

What happened in the wilderness was quickly covered by the wind and sand, and it was estimated that it would not be long before these simply buried corpses would be digested and cleaned by nature itself.

The Han dynasty has been in decline for a long time, like a big tree overturning, and the wars that occur from time to time in various parts of the world are not only the frontier aliens, but even the ruling order in the hinterland of the Central Plains are gradually collapsing and disintegrating. The gate lords of the scholar clan with ulterior motives not only did not stop it, but secretly added fuel to the fire, probably in order to compete for the world, and have abandoned all concerns.

After Ye Zhiqiu returned to the caravan, Tie Feng, the leader of the guards, took the initiative to come to him, and after looking up and down, left and right, he didn't find anything, so he had to ask.

"Brother Ye left under the pretext of leaving before, and returned to the caravan in a hurry, could it be that he was not at ease and went back to clean the battlefield?"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't shirk anything, smiled and nodded lightly: "The monks of the side door have many tricks of fake death, and they want to capture it, so even if this is the correct solution, they didn't think that they really found it, and they happened to snatch this person's magic weapon, and they have slightly gained from my Taoism." ”

"It's really gratifying! Brother Ye not only suppressed the battle for the caravan, but also cut off a great enemy hiding in the dark, I should take the first credit for you, and return to the Chamber of Commerce the next day. ”

When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he knew that Tie Feng, the leader of the guards, was sincere, so he smiled and thanked him, and the other party hurriedly returned the salute, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

The caravan continued to go north, encountering several chaotic attacks along the way, but due to the proper command of Tie Feng, the leader of the guards, and Ye Zhiqiu, a man of the left way, pressed the formation, and repeatedly defeated the rogue bandits who came to attack, and did not cause many casualties.

After the tenth month, the caravan and his party successfully exited the customs, and Ye Zhiqiu saw that there was an endless prairie in front of him, although it was late autumn, a gust of wind blew closely, still rolling up green waves.

The caravan had its own master who was familiar with the trade routes, and after walking east for most of the day, it came to a hill where a small river detoured.

Suddenly, a team of barbarian tribal cavalry jumped out, and Ye Zhiqiu used the brilliant twilight of the setting sun to see the other party clearly, and his heart moved slightly.

"Hell, these barbarians are humans on the top half and horses on the bottom, and they are clearly fantasy centaurs. Hey, hey...... What's going on in this world!"

Ye Zhiqiu's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, thinking of the wine house in the neighboring town of Hangyang County, and the Yellow Turban Qu Shuai Yu Poison met Yu Daozuo, and he personally subdued the servants.

"It looks like a dwarf, but it's a bit like a halfling. I don't understand, I really don't understand, the Centaurs are the Southern Barbarians, and the Centaurs are the Northern Barbarians. Are they all barbarians, they must be different. ”

At the same time, the head of the caravan who presided over the northbound trade took out a large banner of ox hair, and made the guards hold it high, waving in the wind, and hunting.

Ye Zhiqiu saw that most of the people in the caravan looked as usual, it should not be the first time he had experienced this kind of thing, so he let down a little guard, but he never dared to despise foreign races, whether it was before crossing over, especially after crossing into this world.

This group of barbarians belonged to the Eagle Hoof tribe, and the leading ten-captain saw the caravan display the banner granted by the chief to outsiders, and the original idea of fighting the grass valley had to be forcibly pressed.

He gasped, and with his beastly animal instincts, he sensed that the caravan guards were not easy to mess with, and most of them were of the same strength as himself, that is, with one against ten.

"The caravans of the Han Kingdom specialize in selling salt that adds to the taste of meat, tea leaves that relieve greasyness, and the favorite silk of the tribal chieftains and women, like clouds in the sky. However, why didn't much cargo flow in, the scarcest pig iron for warriors? Tribal warriors now used wooden guns and stone spears, how could they beat the heavily armed warriors of the Han Kingdom. ”

It wasn't just the barbarian leader who thought so, but the other centaurs were also greedy for the caravan guard's equipment. Originally, they were very keen to plunder caravans, but the tribes that did this kind of thing often scared away the merchants of the Han Kingdom, and soon weakened, and then were conquered and annexed by the surrounding tribes.

"But things have taken a new turn. The totem enshrined by our tribe has gradually woken up, and through the wise shaman told the leader that the strength of the Han Kingdom has come to an end and is about to decline, just like a wild boar that has pulled out its claws, anyone can pounce on it and bite it, and the tribe that started early will eat the ground and have a mouth full of oil. ”

The centaur leader did a good job of hiding his true thoughts, turning his head to clear the way for the caravan, not seeing any ill intentions.

Approaching the station of the Eagle Hoof Tribe, Ye Zhiqiu saw hundreds of tents made of sheepskin, standing far or near, each household was a family, and they were scattered around the hills, like countless white mushrooms.

Centrime barbarians weave between tents, herdsmen's pens on the periphery, and brave warriors on the inside, guarding the chiefs and chieftains of the core.

At this moment, he felt a pair of searching eyes fall on Tie Feng, the leader of the caravan guards, then scan the entire caravan, and then stop at himself.

Ye Zhiqiu searched backwards and found that the tribal station enclosed by the wooden fence had a barbarian old man trembling all over his body near the main gate, like a cold fever, a thin body full of quails, his spine was like a boiled green shrimp, and he was holding a withered vine wooden staff in his hand, faintly glowing with blood-colored aura.

The two looked at each other, and they were both shocked, Ye Zhiqiu's pressure was borne by the mount Daqing Donkey, on the other hand, the other party sat down on the ground very simply, his face was very unsightly, and he was obviously annoyed and angry after suffering a dark loss.

Ye Zhiqiu sighed in his heart: "Oops! This old man is also a peer, I estimate that he has a very high status in the tribe, what should I do?"

What to do? Will there be an impact on this trade? What should I do? Will there be a dramatic challenge?

Ye Zhiqiu thought of Ma Liuyin, a black corpse Taoist who was folded in his hand not long ago, and his heart was slightly sunny: "The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge! I have recently learned a few Taoist techniques, and I am looking for someone to try my hand." ”

The barbarian shaman, who had secretly fought and suffered losses, saw that the other party was not only unharmed, but had a eager expression, and his heart involuntarily beat a drum, his eyes were a little dodgy and retreated, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then spread his hooves and ran to the core tent of the tribe.

The chiefs and chieftains were discussing the transfer of the station, and the shaman was about to say something polite when he broke into the tent, but the shaman, who had served the two chiefs, spoke leisurely.

"God prophesied to me that the Han kingdom would turn from strong to weak, but it did not say that the warriors and shamans of the Han kingdom would become weaker. This time, the Han caravan that came to trade according to the agreement, there is a very beneficial shaman, I know that the tribal migration costs a lot, and you can't make a bad idea. ”

"God has said, Be patient!"