Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 261 Good Bat God Evil Bat God

Zhang Lie is not a monk who concentrates on cultivation and ignores common affairs.He knew very well in his heart how huge and amazing the power of a country was.

Liang Xiaoguo mainly kills people to take blood to make alchemy. As long as he is not crazy, he must start from the criminals on death row all over the country. This is a lot of people.

And when pressing a part and reporting a part, the previous copybooks are still shocking, indicating that the number of murders is far beyond imagination.

Liang Xiao, a dog emperor who doesn't know how to practice Taoism, may not feel anything, and even thinks that in order to extend his life as an emperor and restore his energy, he has to kill so many people. If he doesn't kill so many people, he will be sorry for his status.

But Zhang Lie is clear that simply replenishing a mortal's body will definitely not require so much blood essence.So much essence and blood for alchemy is enough for him to eat until he dies.

Moreover, the Essence and Blood Pill was not intended to prolong life against the sky, but to replenish essence and restore Liang Xiao's state.

Therefore, even though he sensed that something was wrong, Zhang Lie did not act immediately, but chose to continue waiting.

On the other hand, since Zhang Lie had already confessed in advance, Wang Zilong did not wait too much with his four disciples. As a monk of the sect, Wang Zilong also had his own conceit. Consciously relying on one's own means and the assistance of four disciples, it is enough to suppress and kill most of the fourth-order monsters, not to mention that according to the information of the Jiuchen Guoshi, the blood bat does not seem to have been promoted to the purple mansion.

After arriving at Wanbat Ridge in Chongyun Mountain, the Zifu monk Wang Zilong took his disciples to check first, and found that the nearby villages were indeed dilapidated, and some creatures had disappeared.

Although it has not yet reached the point of extinction, the mortals living here are more than a dozen or dozens of people living together in a small village, and almost every household worships the Bat God.

"Old man, we are tourists who came out of the city for an outing. We found that your village is deserted and inaccessible. Why don't you move to the village? Isn't there a stone village at the foot of the mountain?"

One of Wang Zilong's disciples asked a question while taking out a piece of silver, which was shining brightly, and stuffed it into the old man's hand.

For cultivators, the value of secular money is extremely low, but there will always be some placed in the corners of the Qiankun bag to deal with the current situation.

"Don't dare, dare not live in the village. The evil bat god catches people at night. If we live in the mountains, there will be no evil bat god at night. The good bat god will protect us."

The old man had lived in the mountains all his life and had never seen much of the world. Although he felt that the men and women in front of him seemed to have stepped out of a painting, with kind faces, and wanted to say everything he knew, his expressive ability was still limited.

"Isn't this just like the human race raising livestock? The monsters in Wanbat Ridge also understand the principle of not eating in their dens, and at the same time coercing them not to live in the village but in the mountains, so that they live scattered and easy to hunt. .”

One of Wang Zilong's disciples said this angrily, feeling that he had grasped the truth.

"No, not necessarily so."

As a cultivator of the Zifu, Wang Zilong was not as impetuous and jumping to conclusions as her disciples. Of course, Zhang Lie's abnormal words and deeds and his early departure also reminded her.

Otherwise, Wang Zilong might not be as delicate and cautious as she is now.

"Old man, what does the good bat god look like, and what does the evil bat god look like?" Wang Zilong bent down, squatted in front of the old man's knees and asked with her head raised.

"The good bat god can fly, and the evil bat god can also fly."

Hearing these words, Wang Zilong's four disciples all shook their heads, not wanting to waste any more time with this fool in the mountains.

"The Evil Bat God kills and robs people everywhere, and he can be very vicious with a knife."

"...Thank you, old man."

In the following time, Wang Zilong and her four disciples searched around Sowanbat Ridge, and found a stone cave in a hidden cliff.

The strange rocks inside are full of people who have turned into mummified corpses. There are so many corpses that almost fill up the stone stream in the cave.

The stone cave is full of ancient inscriptions, and it is still soaked in bright red blood, but it seems that things will be reversed when they are in such a blood hole, but there is no smell of nausea in the mouths and noses of the people, but there is a ubiquitous sweetness. The greasy and fragrant fragrance lingers in the nose, making you want to get drunk when you smell it.

If there were no previous inquiries, Wang Zilong's four disciples would have been filled with righteous indignation and drawn their swords to fight at this moment.

But at this moment, everyone has some doubts in their hearts that are difficult to resolve.

Clang.

Wang Zilong took out a flying sword, pierced it into the ground until the hilt disappeared, and then she pulled it out.On the sword body, only half of it was soaked in blood, but most of the sword body was still bright and clean.

"This place was artificially created. If the real place of blood sacrifice was here, then there are so many bones, the blood has already completely soaked tens of meters underground, and it will not only penetrate the shallow layer like it is now."

"We master and apprentice seem to be played by someone."

When she walked out of the cave with her four disciples, Wang Zilong looked at the small villages among the mountains and couldn't help sighing softly:

"The tyrannical government is fiercer than a tiger. The people here in Daliang would rather put their lives in the mouth of monsters than trust the rule of the same clan."

The good bat god is only difficult to hunt in winter, and will prey on these mountain villagers when he is unbearably hungry.

And those evil bat gods wielding swords, knocking bones and sucking marrow, killing people and sucking blood, but they refused to give any way to survive.

"Master, then shall we return to Yujing to settle accounts with that dog emperor?"

"...No, it's already here, let's hunt and kill the monster bats in Wanbaling Mountain first, and then, the tyranny is fiercer than the tiger. Only by exterminating all of them can we return the people of Daliang to a bright future."

"Follow your teacher's orders."

What Wang Zilong thought of at this time was Junior Zhang Yuanlie who had already gone to Yujing. He thought that this junior was there, and that when he waited for someone to go back, the matter in Yujing would have been resolved.

Let me give the main credit for this mission to this junior, it can be regarded as a good relationship.

"If it weren't for this junior brother who suddenly wanted to turn back, I wouldn't be more vigilant. These four of my disciples are inexperienced in affairs. In fact, I am not much better as a master."

At the same time, Zhang Lie, who had been lurking for half a month on the side of Yujing City in Daliang, had indeed made a new discovery.

Zhang Lie's sword qi is like a strand of method, and he has practiced it purely. As long as he is careful enough when his breath of sword qi is like a thread, even a golden core cultivator may not be able to detect it.

(End of this chapter)