I have a long pupil

Chapter 129

Before you know it, night falls.

The starlight and moonlight were covered by thick fog, and the surroundings were pitch-black, only the cold wind whistling, and occasionally the roar of unknown animals could be heard.

The firewood crackled and burned, and the fire flickered.

The copper pot hanging over the fire was steaming.

This is a post station that has been abandoned for a long time. Because no one takes care of it, there are only ruins left.

Picking up the copper pot, Zhang Biao saw that the refreshing grass inside was rotten, so he poured out a cup and handed it to Wang Xin, "The refreshing grass should not be taken for a long time, otherwise the five elements will aggravate your erysipelas, just make tea."

Wang Xin took a sip and drank it, feeling the coolness similar to mint, and his confused mind regained consciousness a little bit. Looking at the scales on his arms, he said in frustration, "Brother Biao, I have become a monster. When I meet my parents, they are afraid It would be even more sad."

"What nonsense!"

Zhang Biao reprimanded: "The Huo Luo Cult has experimented on so many people, and only you survived successfully, so you know what a chance it is."

"The road of cultivation is inherently bumpy. Surviving in the gap between heaven and earth, why am I not a monster in the eyes of others?"

"Don't worry, as long as you can master the art of resisting demons, turn the blood snake meridian for your own use, and control yourself, the scales can be retracted."

"Continue, condense your breath."

"The true nature of the primordial spirit is inherently lacking, and a little bit of demonic nature is sent to the dantian. The art of controlling demons first controls the spirit, and the spiritual platform is empty and bright to cast a temple..."

Accompanied by his voice, Wang Xin closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, breathing gradually evenly, and reached a state of meditation.

Seeing this, Zhang Biao nodded in satisfaction.

Shilipo is far from the capital, and it takes several hours to ride a horse.

But firstly, they had no horses, and secondly, Wang Xin wanted to start as soon as possible to stabilize his body, so they only walked halfway.

Seeing that Wang Xin had entered meditation, Zhang Biao sat in front of the fire and took out several cheat books to read them one by one.

It took a risk this time, but it paid off.

Among them, "Pictographic Method of the Beast Sect" and "On the Art of the Beast Sect" are the inheritances snatched by the Huo Luo Sect from the Sect of the Beast. It is to subdue "monsters" into spirit beasts and use their blood to practice black magic.

The "Wan Yao Sect's Blood Control and Demon Refining Method" and "Monster Shadow Assassination Technique" come from the Wan Yao Sect, which are to take the blood of monsters, transform themselves, and practice.

Different from his "Three Yang Jing" qi refining method which focuses on taking food, both of these methods pay more attention to visualization.

Their spirit beasts and demon blood are like magical weapons, they can be fed back to themselves after they are strong, but the stronger they are, the higher the risk of backlash, so they must constantly visualize and control.

Just like the "Wan Yao Cult's Blood Control and Demon Refining Method" that Wang Xin is practicing now, he needs to conceive a temple in the Conscious Sea Viewpoint, imprison the parasitic demon spirits in it, and continuously refine it.

These methods are useless to him.

Firstly, it is still far behind the "Three Yang Classic", and secondly, he already has the civet moon shadow, so he needs to set aside enough mind to complete the Xuanyangzong flying sword technique and control the sword spirit.

The only thing that can be used for reference is the "Monster Shadow Assassination Technique", which is a martial art combined with magic techniques. With the help of witchcraft, it can be used to assassinate among thousands of armies.

Some of the explanations made him suddenly realize.

Many moves in his family's "Soul Breaking Knife" and "Soul Chaser" are very weird, and they have been improved through the generations to have some power.

Thinking about it now, those were clearly intended to be used in conjunction with the spells and flying swords. Although he hadn't found the Xuan Yang sect's spells yet, it gave him a sudden insight.

After all, it is a complete inheritance, even if he does not practice, it is good to pass it on to relatives, friends and disciples.

As for "Shan Hai Fu Wen Jie", it is the most useful.

All kinds of refining techniques are inseparable from "talismans" and "patterns".

"Character" represents the characteristics and direction of aura.

The "pattern" is the root and origin of the technique.

For example, the enchanting mirror is engraved with Sanyin talismans and charm patterns. The Sanyin symbols represent the direction of spiritual energy, and the charm patterns represent the charm and tricks from ghosts.

This "Shan Hai Talisman Pattern Explanation" is the secret book of Wan Yao Sect, and I don't know how many sect inheritances have been stolen. It records many explanations of rune patterns, and it is regarded as the treasure of the sect's weapon refiner.

After carefully putting away the secret strategy, Zhang Biao took out the wristband again, and the eyes of spiritual vision were activated, and the message flooded in:
Invisible hook lock (yellow grade three)
1. The Assassin's weapon from the Wan Yao Sect has a long history. The rope is made of iron-eating spider silk. It is extremely tough and can be controlled by blood and mind.

2. The iron hook, the magic weapon, was damaged and left behind. The chief priest of Huo Luo Sect replaced it with an ominous black and fierce spear head. The incense and fire were tempered with divine power, and it could be attached to magic fire.

3. In those ancient times, the assassins of the Wan Yao Cult caused countless panics with this magic weapon...

It was a third-grade magic weapon!

Looking at the wristband, Zhang Biao was really pleasantly surprised.

The Nuo Mian Jiangliang is a magic weapon inherited by Fang Xiangzong. Although it is a little damaged and its grade has dropped, after the integration of the Nuo Mian Committee and its promotion, it is only the fourth rank, and there are many mysteries.

This wristband can reach the third rank, mostly because of the ominous thing, the black gun head, to be able to advance.

He checked the tip of the gun again.

The origin of this gun head is not simple. It was originally a magical weapon in a vulgar temple. Later, it lost its spirituality in the Dharma-ending era. Because of its sharpness, it was used by He Lianzhao with a gun barrel. Only then will it become the core of the gangster.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Biao immediately sacrificed his blood for refining, and then hugged him in his arms to infect and nourish him with true energy.

Perhaps it was after being tempered by incense, the ferocity contained in the gun head had dissipated, and he did not resist.

In less than a stick of incense, the sacrifice was completed.

Zhang Biao put the wrist guard on his left wrist, circulated his true energy, and the tip of the gun whizzed out immediately, shooting into the darkness.

It seems to have disappeared, but there is a transparent silk thread connected to the wrist guard at the back, controlled by true energy, and quietly suspended.

This silk thread is extremely thin and transparent, curled inside the wristband, and can extend up to ten feet in length, but the longer the distance it shoots, the more true energy it will consume if you want to control it freely.

Zhang Biao's heart moved, and the bloody phoenix fire immediately spread along the spider's thread, like a pillar of fire, illuminating the darkness ahead.

Whoosh!
With a flip of his wrist, the gun head was retracted immediately.

He liked it more and more.

This invisible hook lock is really easy to use, combined with the "Houhunsuo" technique handed down in the family, coupled with the Phoenix Fire, it can not only improve the agility, but also a great killer, not weaker than Mo Wen Dao.

Good man Harold...

He had repeatedly warned Huo Luojiao, but the other party knew that many things had nothing to do with him, so they still cooperated with the emperor and put the name of the demon on his head, and they were merciless in their attacks.

Not all goodwill is rewarded.

In particular, various organizations, such as sects and countries, no matter what beliefs they flaunt, will eventually be driven by interests.

Zhang Biao had seen this kind of thing too much, but he was unavoidably upset.

At this moment, the resentment also dissipated a lot.

After doing this, he took out two more things from the package.

Some fragments of mud tires, and a tablet of Fushou Gong.

When the Fire Luo Cult destroyed the clone of the Boluo God, he simultaneously activated the magic technique: Divine Feast, and stored all the divine power of the incense and fire of the clone in the Nuo Mian Committee.

There are a lot of them, enough to cast the magic spell.

Follow the same line, there are four magic arts:

God's Feast, Imperial God, Forbidden God, Cursed God.

The god food is used to seize the divine power of the incense and fire, and if the body of the vulgar god is killed, there is also a set of alchemy methods for it.

As for the remaining three.

This tablet of good fortune and longevity can be used to control the gods, capture common gods and use them as servants to manage caves, and banning gods is the method of banning them.

Using divine power, it can be refined into a forbidden magic weapon.

As for the curse god, it is a spell specifically aimed at vulgar gods.

These fragments of Fushougong's mud tires are filled with yin and resentment, and they belong to Nightmare Town. They just happened to be made into locust stones to cast spells.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao immediately polished the pieces of mud tires into stone beads the size of walnuts, engraved the incantation patterns of the gods, and then put them in his hands.

At the same time, the Nuo face committee went up, and the power of the incense turned into green smoke, which continuously gathered towards the stone beads.

In the dark, the two practiced separately, the bonfire crackling and burning until dawn...

………………

"It's almost there, and the ten-mile slope is ahead."

The sky was covered by white mist, and two figures slowly appeared on the loess official road, they were Zhang Biao and Wang Xin.

Wang Xin has always been uncomfortable with the scales on his body. Even if there is no one in the wilderness, he still wraps himself tightly in a black robe and hood.

Zhang Biao, on the other hand, wore a Nuo mask, and his sight was not blocked by the thick fog.

Wang Xin couldn't see the distance, but he still looked up and looked a little nervously: "Brother Biao, will my parents still stay in Shilipo?"

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, "Most likely they have already left. The main purpose of our trip is to find out where they went to Huaizhou."

"Ah."

Wang Xin nodded and followed Zhang Biao closely.

He finally started practicing yesterday. Although he has not completely controlled the blood snake meridian, but with the refreshment herbal tea, he can already guarantee to be awake most of the time.

The two speeded up, and after a while, Wang Xin suddenly raised his head, sniffed the air, frowned and said, "Brother Biao, there is a bloody smell."

"I smell it too."

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked to the right side of the official road.

One of the two of them has been transformed by Shura Dan, and the other has reached the state of body training, and his five senses are far superior to ordinary people.

Following the bloody smell, they didn't go far, and found more than a dozen corpses in the weeds beside the road.

These people are all tall and thick men, dressed in military robes and holding sharp weapons, but their bodies are distorted, as if they were squeezed alive by a giant python, their chest and pelvis collapsed, their faces were blue and their eyes protruded, and they died in a terrible state.

"Probably died last night."

As a former headhunter, Zhang Biao could tell the time of death at a glance, and thoughtfully said: "It doesn't look like it was done by humans, so there is some basilisk nearby?"

Wang Xin took a step forward, picked up a token from the grass, anger and madness rose in his eyes, "Brother Biao, it's... the imperial guard!"

"Calm down, stay calm!"

Zhang Biao scolded, took the token and looked at it.

Wang Xin took a deep breath, looked around carefully, took out another corpse, and said harshly, "I remember the birthmark on this man's face. He was ordered by Xiao Shen to knock brother Tie and me unconscious."

"They must be helping the dog emperor to rob children. They don't want to cause panic in the capital, so they target the people in the suburbs of Beijing."

Zhang Biao looked up into the distance, and said in a deep voice, "Let's hurry up, I'm afraid something happened to Shilipo."

The two were very fast, and soon came to the half-hillside.

At this time, Shilipo was dead silent.

Most of the inns are empty, with tables, chairs, and benches strewn all over the place. There are scattered baskets and earthen pots on the street, and the wind blows through the cracks in the wooden windows, making whining noises.

In the dense fog, it was like a dead city.

"Looks like they're all gone..."

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, and brought Wang Xin to the inn run by Uncle Yu Ziqing, only to find that the inside was covered with dust, the underground secret room was empty, and there were no clues left.

Seeing that Wang Xin was a little disappointed, Zhang Biao smiled and said, "It's a good thing, most of them left before the heavy fog hit, at least the road is much safer."

Suddenly, the two turned their heads at the same time.

All I could hear were the sound of horseshoes and footsteps on the street outside, as well as the sound of laughter and shouting.

"Brother, great skills!"

"Those eagle dogs must be very scared!"

Zhang Biao and Wang Xin looked at each other, immediately jumped up, hid in the room on the second floor, and looked down through the window.

I saw a group of men yelling and screaming, all of them looked fierce, not like good people, carrying big bags and small bags, and some people carried half a leaf of pork on their shoulders.

One of the young men, riding on a war horse, was surrounded and praised by everyone, but his eyes were gloomy and there was no trace of joy.

Zhang Biao was a little surprised when he saw it.

He knew this person, it was that little thief named Tian Yue.

To say that this guy had a bit of luck, he was the only one who escaped when he got into the den of thieves, and even worshiped Granny Shu as his teacher, and joined Yuzhen Mansion.

I heard that there was internal strife, he was wanted by the court, and he fled the capital again, which can be said to be a fate.

Why are you wandering here again?

(End of this chapter)