Cultivate Taoism and farm to make peace in the world

Chapter 61

After hearing what Huang Buren said, Jiang Xuan was speechless for a while.

If he guessed correctly, then the Tufuzi must be Zhang San.

Zhang San's ashes were all lifted by himself, so it is naturally impossible to contact Huang Buren.

Maybe I can send Huang Buren down and let them reunite in the underworld?

I don't know if there is a so-called big tomb in the underworld.

But before that, let's have a chat.

After all, Jiang Xuan is not bloodthirsty.

"Is the Tufuzi you mentioned named Zhang San?"

"Zhang San?"

Huang Buren shook his head after repeating it:

"He told me his name is Wu Jiu."

"But whether Zhang San or Wu Jiu, these are not important, are they?"

Nodding his head, he recognized Huang Buren's words, and Jiang Xuan immediately turned his attention to the half-dead figure hanging from the guard mountain willow:

"What's the matter with him? Are you treating him as an evil spirit?"

Huang Buren waved his hands wildly:
"How is it possible? Even though I'm doing dirty tricks, I'm not going to turn a living person into something evil."

"When I saw him in the morning, he was hanging here, and I spent the whole morning playing the erhu to see him off."

Carefully looking at the figure hanging by the willow guard, Jiang Xuan immediately twitched the corner of his mouth:
"Send off?"

"I think you are planning to refine him after he transforms into an evil spirit?"

"As for the guarding mountain willow, do you want to chop the tree for the heart?"

Huang Buren smiled awkwardly:
"The thing about cultivators should be called subduing demons and eliminating demons."

"When I saw him, he had already turned into a half-evil spirit, even if the gods came, they couldn't save him."

"Training him can not only improve my strength, but also prevent him from going out to harm people. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"

"As for the guard mountain willow, to be honest, I'm not going to touch it."

"Believe it or not, I'm telling the truth."

Looking at Huang Buren quite unexpectedly, Jiang Xuan found out that he really wasn't lying.

So why did he keep guarding the mountain willow?
After thinking about it to no avail, Jiang Xuan simply turned his head again and looked at the semi-evil creature who was hanging by the guard mountain willow.

"This person has been hanging here for a few days, and he will probably become a real evil spirit tonight."

Seeing that Jiang Xuan was very interested in Banxie, Huang Buren took the initiative to introduce:
"Semi-evil is between life and death, and it is the best material for refining yin demons. If you take a fancy to this evil, I will take the mark on it and hand it over to you."

Looking at the vaguely familiar face on Banxie Chong's face, Jiang Xuan shook his head:
"People can't, at least they shouldn't take the initiative to refine their own people into yin demons and puppets."

"Some things, once you have started, you will not be able to stop."

Jiang Xuan thinks, if the sky collapses after time travel, then in order to survive, he must do such things as refining half-evil spirits.

He would probably do even more cruel things than this.

After all, the sky and the earth are big, and my own life is the biggest.

But after he crossed, it was Tianhu's start.

If you want exercises, the cheap master directly arranged all the introductory classics.

Needless to say, I gave 108 complete sets of lightning strike jujube wood swords.

Fearing that he would be in danger on the mountain, he gave him a formation plate that could block all mana realms.

When there is danger, the master will come as soon as he shouts.

Going out to experience, there is a tiger in the mana realm to protect him.

In addition, he also has the golden fingers necessary for traversers.

In this situation, if he loses the bottom line of being a human being and tramples on the three views he has established for a long time at will, then he may not be able to cultivate very far in this way.

This belongs to different encounters and different moods.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan looked at the figure hanging from the willow branches and sighed:
"After killing him, let's burn it. The ashes will be thrown in the Qingshui River."

Constantly flipping through his memory, Jiang Xuan finally remembered who the old man hanging from the tree was.

Song Laosan from Songjia Village, Lingtai Town.

30 years ago, Song Laosan became rich by selling opium, and at one time wanted to make the opium hall bigger and stronger.

But I don't know if selling opium caused retribution.

In the second year after selling opium, the two sons and one daughter accidentally fell into the water and died in Qingshui River.

Unable to bear the blow, his wife hanged herself in the old house.

Later, maybe God couldn’t see the big smoke. The big smoke hall was hit by a thunderstorm in the winter, and it was burned to a white ground.

After his family was destroyed, Song Laosan immediately went crazy.

Every day, I either summon my soul by the Qingshui River, or sing in my dilapidated old house.

After 30 years, he almost turned into an evil spirit unexpectedly.

Hearing that Jiang Xuan was going to burn Banxie, Huang Buren's eyes showed a hint of distress.

But looking at the house-sized tiger beside Jiang Xuan, he finally chose Congxin.

Untie, cut off evil spirits, set fire to corpses, blow ashes with the wind.

After a set of extremely skilled operations, Huang Buren came to Jiang Xuan with a flattering expression:
"Young Xia, I have finished what you ordered, can I go?"

Looking at Huang Buren, who was pleasing to the eye with low eyebrows, Jiang Xuan shook his head:
"Tell me what you planned to call me just now."

Huang Buren's pupils shrank immediately when he heard the words.

But looking at the tiger standing beside Jiang Xuan, he finally spoke silently:

"If I'm not mistaken, the fox on your shoulder should also be a spirit beast, right?"

Jiang Xuan nodded in acknowledgment.

After returning home from his apprenticeship, he forcibly bought a spirit beast, a fox. Many people knew about it, so there was nothing to hide.

"60 years ago, when I first stepped into Daoji, I stumbled into a dark place. Although I hurt Daoji in that ghost place, it was not without gain."

"One of the gains is a drop of human fox tears."

"It is said that after the spirit fox swallows the tears of the human fox, it can obtain the inheritance of the human fox."

"In these years, I am not only looking for a great medicine that can restore Daoji, but also looking for a suitable spirit fox."

"Unfortunately, neither was found."

"I saw the spirit fox on your shoulder today, and I wanted to buy it from you."

"But I think you won't be short of some money, and this man's fox tears are useless to me, so I am willing to offer this man's fox tears with both hands."

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan turned his eyes away from Huang Buren, and turned to look at the wide Qingshui River:

"Is it buying or extorting, or robbing, or killing and seizing animals?"

Huang Buren was silent.

It's just that although he didn't speak, the violent mood swings already explained everything.

After getting the answer he wanted, Jiang Xuan secretly sighed, and a thunder flashed in his palm.

It's just that before the golden blue thunder light fell on Huang Buyen, it was blocked by the dark green turtle shell that suddenly appeared on his body.

"Really refuse to give me a way out?"

Seeing the black command flag appearing in Huang Buren's hand, Jiang Xuan raised his eyebrows and stepped aside.

Obviously, he is not Huang Buren's opponent.

Even if he took a sudden attack, because of his lack of realm, he couldn't even break through Huang Buren's body shield.

So, professional things still have to be done by professional people.

"Ah Huang, come on."

"Just don't beat him to death, I'll keep him useful."

(End of this chapter)