Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 209 Magic Road Restriction
"How did this happen? I almost saw his head cut off just now, and blood sprayed everywhere!"

"This is what the book says about the sword's intimidating intent? When a skilled swordsman makes a move, he slashes with his sword. Before the sword reaches his body, the opponent already thinks he is dead."

"Watching from the sidelines is still such a shocking force, but if you really attack in person, how fierce and unstoppable will it be?"

Zhang Chuanshu's temperament is different from Zhang Chuanhong's. He is more calm and down-to-earth and loves to read all kinds of books. Therefore, Zhang Chuanhong no longer cares about this matter after confirming that the demon cultivator is not dead and is only banned from mana.But Zhang Chuanshu reasoned a lot in his mind and thought a lot.

It didn't take much time from lurking, to bringing down the demon cultivator. Zhang Chuanshu carried the demon cultivator back to the temporary cave with Zhang Lie and the others.

Zhang Xiangshen was meditating cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, seemingly loose and tight, and he gradually relaxed after seeing Zhang Lie and the other three returning.

"We caught this guy and he was practicing magic in the village just now. It seems that this serious plague has something to do with magic cultivation."

"You can't say that. These rat-like guys always go where there are many dead people."

"Bring him to Wei's house. When he gets there, people will naturally concoct him in various ways. Remember, we are only here to help. We will do what we should do, and don't do what we should not do. Otherwise, it will not only If you don’t get it well, it will make the Wei family fearful.”

The words of the patriarch Zhang Xiangshen are very objective, mature and prudent.The Wei family is so powerful that it is already a little out of balance. In many cases, many things are done more and more mistakes are made and less mistakes are made.

After another two hours, Qin Suxin, Bai Wenjing and all the Zhang family's qi practitioners had rested and recovered.

They just felt that they slept peacefully all night, and nothing happened. They saw a monk in gray and black robes suddenly appearing at the foot of the patriarch. Of course, there were some whispers and small conversations.

"Okay, let's go when we're all rested. We should arrive at Wei's house today, and it would be great to be able to count the offering subsidies from today."

Zhang Xiangshen is very clear about what to say, which can improve everyone's morale. Of course, the high-level monks of the family have the consideration of high-level monks, but the monks in the Qi training realm also have their own interests.

A clever head of the family is to bring the two together, so that the people of the clan can think in one place and work in one place.

Biliufang is a square city opened by the Wei family in Yunling County, and now it has been transformed into a defense line against the plague.

Under Biliu Mountain, millions of refugees gathered. The monks of the Wei family first used the Little Flame Art to turn the medicinal liquid boiled in the cauldron into a mist, and then used the Little Cloud and Rain Art to disperse the mist. It is converted into a rain of medicine and poured on the victims: cure the disease if there is a disease, prevent disease if there is no disease.

The victims of the disaster were crying and shouting for the gods to save the suffering and bless the world, but the number of these monks gathered in Biliufang is completely a drop in the bucket compared with the millions of victims.

Even if they tried their best, how many people could they save?

"In the current Biliufang, alchemists at the foundation level are responsible for refining Qingwensan, and monks at the Qi level come out to perform the Little Flame Jue, Little Cloud and Rain Jue, and maintain order. But the plague that is spreading now, even the monks It can also be contagious, even taking anti-drug pills is not very safe, there have been foundation-builder monks who died of the disease, and now people in Biliufang are in panic."

"Although most of the foundation-building monks who contracted the disease were old, injured, or pregnant, it is an indisputable fact that the poison of the plague has become more severe as it has been cured. We all suspect that this is a secret attack by a demon cultivator to destroy my Taoist sect. foundation."

In Biliufang, in a hall, the heads of various families and even the heads of small sects who had arrived were already talking about this matter.

There is no one who does not look sad. Immortal cultivators have a long lifespan, so many people are more afraid of this plague that can kill immortal cultivators. It is quite a headache for these people present to suppress everyone below. The plague cannot be cured, but the plague Now that the regime is getting worse and worse, it is necessary to constantly fill in the lives of immortal cultivators in exchange for the lives of mortals. It is impossible for everyone to have no complaints in their hearts.

Zhang Xiangshen brought Zhang Lie by his side and asked him to participate in this gathering. On the one hand, Zhang Lie's alchemy skills were already at a considerable level; It was Zhang Lie who discovered and captured him.

"Come on, bring that demon cultivator up."

At this time, the monk in charge in Biliufang is Wei Yuanchen, a monk in the Wei family's purple mansion. He is dressed in a yellow silk robe and has a majestic face. Alchemist Kunxiu Qi Sihong.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting in the front seat and the second seat, waiting for the monks of the family to arrest the tall and thin Taoist.

And pour a few pots of cold water to wake him up.

"Tell me, how many comrades do you have in Yunling County? Does this plague have anything to do with you?"

Surrounded by the patriarchs and cave masters all around, the psychological pressure on this demon cultivator can be imagined, but perhaps he knew that he was going to die, but in the end this man smiled coldly and refused to say a single extra word .

Moxiu is often extreme and resentful of the world, and it is normal to have this kind of reaction.

Wei Yuanchen, who was sitting at the top seat, narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this, and raised his hand to shoot out a stream of mana. This stream of purple air mana penetrated into the body of the demon cultivator like a spirit snake. After a while, the man twitched and twitched. Although he opened his mouth, he couldn't make a sound, and the sweat on his body overflowed at a speed visible to the naked eye. One can imagine the great torture and pain he was enduring at this time.

"What you're saying now, of course I can't just let you go, but it's still possible to abolish your mana to keep you safe for the rest of your life, and you can also avoid a lot of unnecessary physical suffering."

In front of all the monks present, Wei Yuanchen tortured each other with various means.However, the demon cultivator was extremely stubborn, and he bit at random, but refused to say a word of the truth. In the end, Wei Yuanchen, a cultivator in the Purple Mansion, couldn't help it, and suddenly took out a magic talisman from his sleeve robe, and pressed it on there. The place between the forehead and eyebrows of the famous demon cultivator.

This is a third-order questioning talisman. Once the spell is used successfully, you can ask about three questions, and the recipient will know everything and say everything.

The reason why Wei Yuanchen didn't use this talisman at the beginning was because the questioning talisman was very valuable, and the number of questions that could be asked after using it was limited. Most importantly, monks of the magic way would often use it on their disciples. Restriction, once the disciple is restrained by the asking god talisman, the magic way restriction will occur instantly, and the disciple can be killed in just a moment, and even the corpse will be wiped out.

However, the situation this time is different. After applying the Asking Talisman, Wei Yuanchen, even a cultivator in the Purple Mansion, seemed extremely nervous. He was mentally prepared for the death of this rare demonic prisoner in front of him, and even the cultivators around him retreated slightly , so as not to be splashed with blood.

But this time after Wei Yuanchen used the asking talisman, the cultivator passed out. After a long while, nothing happened, and it turned out that the spell was really successful.

Seeing this, Wei Yuanchen's eyes flickered with excitement.

"Are you the inheritance of the foreign magic way, or the local magic way?"

"What is the method to eliminate the plague in Yunling County?"

"Where is your elder teacher hiding?"

None of these three questions is superfluous. The harm of foreign demon cultivators is far greater than that of local demon cultivators. They are almost inhumane, and their actions are illogical in the eyes of ordinary people. Many of them are affected by the evil thoughts of foreign demon gods, and they are almost Turn into a puppet.

Behavior is no longer based on self-interest as the first priority, but on the joy and anger of foreign demon gods.

"...We are...the inheritance of the Holy Path."

"...Yunling County needs to use evil-proof lotus as the main medicine to refine Qingwen powder, so that the medicine can cure the disease."

"My elders in my teacher are ... ah ah ah ah ... in Pengwangshan!"

When this person yelled the last words, a red light burst from his body from the inside out the next moment, his face suddenly became extremely contorted, and bursts of beast-like screams came from his throat. Roaring, as if he was enduring unbearable pain, within a moment, he turned into a puddle of mud, and died on the spot in extreme pain.

"What's going on here? He's obviously been planted with magic, why can he still answer our questions?"

Beside Zhang Lie, an old Taoist with white beard and hair frowned and asked.

Demonic monks often have deceitful means, and it is impossible to be careless in dealing with them. No matter how many lives, it is not enough to die.

"I can explain this point. He should have secretly broken half of the magic restriction on him, so the onset of the restriction has been delayed so that he can answer our questions; the foreign demon gods are bewitching people, but as long as they are monks Those who still want to maintain themselves, and there are many successful monks among them, otherwise, where did the magic sects in our homeland come from?"

The person who said these words was Qi Sihong, a fourth-rank alchemist in the Purple Mansion of Danyang Palace.With the knowledge and experience of this nun, of course, this guarantee can be made.

In fact, this is how the origins of many powerful magic sects in the Xuanhuang Great World came about. Loose cultivators cannot get the inheritance of the orthodox schools, and some who have the opportunity will join the magic way, practice the orthodoxy of those demon gods outside the territory, and then Breaking through the door and regaining freedom, those who can do this are the masters and real-life monks who started at the golden core level, and it is no problem to start a sect with their magic.

(End of this chapter)