Rebellious Contract Beast

While he was talking, Tsurumi Chuyun took out a piece of talisman paper and pasted it on the bamboo tube, and the evil spirits inside suddenly stopped cursing them wildly.

"Let's go."

He whistled in the distance, and Jueying rushed over.

Without stopping too much, a few people got on their horses and walked towards the distance.

On the way, Wu Gong said: "It's good to keep this evil spirit on your body, just in case it can be used again."

"Probably." Tsurumi Chuyun waved the bamboo tube in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"However, this evil spirit has harmed countless people before. It may not be so easy to take advantage of it next time."

"That's right. After all, evil spirits are born evil spirits."

"What's the point? If it doesn't cooperate, boss, release your dharma body and beat it!"

"Yes! You're so evil, you can't resist in front of our boss!"

"Hahahaha!"

When several people laughed, Hejian Chuyun quietly asked Shen Yi in the consciousness space: "Xuanli, what do you think?"

"What do you think I'm watching? I'm not Li Yuanfang. I'm watching it while taking the Yun Beast Pill."

"Who is Li Yuanfang?"

"You don't know, hey, but should I tell you, this black son's talent might actually be useful in the future. How about you influence it and make it willing to do things with you?"

"How to reform?"

"Use your truth, kindness and beauty."

"Uh...what if it can't be reformed?"

"If you can't reform, you will be cremated."

"..." Hejian Chuyun was speechless for a while, rolled her eyes, but she still picked up the bamboo tube and said to the Xie Sui inside: "Hey, just now Xuanli told me that he wanted me to reform you. It would be fine if you were converted. If you don't obey, he will have you cremated, do you hear that?"

There was a rapid "ta-da" sound inside the bamboo tube. I don't know what the evil spirit inside was trying to say, but it was very noisy.

She originally wanted to throw it into the storage space, but after thinking about it, she couldn't bear it. After all, this evil spirit had helped them, so she finally chose to hang it around her waist.

As everyone knows, it was because of this move that she successfully escaped death.

……

Wu Gong and others walking in front were still laughing, but the conversation was no longer about evil spirits.

He was about to tell them to go faster so that they could reach Dahongjiang Prefecture earlier, but before he could open his mouth, Shen Yi said "fuck" in his head.

Following his voice, Wu Gong's laughter in front suddenly stopped.

"Wait!"

"What's wrong, boss?"

"..." Wu Gong was silent for a while before uttering two words: "There is someone."

anyone?

how many people?

Several people could clearly tell that something was wrong with Wu Gong's tone. He Jian Chuyun behind him also hurriedly asked Shen Yi: "Xuanli, what did you find?"

"The guy who stepped on the horse got dumped!"

"What do you want to make dumplings for?"

Hejian Chuyun was confused when he heard it, but she understood what it meant without Shen Yi explaining later.

On the road ahead, I saw a person walking slowly from the roadside and blocking the way of several people in the middle of the road.

Although this man was thin, he was carrying a huge sword box as tall as someone on his shoulders. The moment he saw him, Wu Gong's eyes went cold, and a long black knife appeared out of thin air in his hand. Duan beside him Huai, Wu Sheng, and Zhang Wenyuan each took out their own weapons and looked nervously at the man in front of them.

"who!"

Perhaps to embolden himself, Wu Sheng asked loudly, but the man didn't say a word and silently slammed the sword box on the ground.

click!
The sword box was opened, and six swords with sharp cold light unfolded from the box. With the sharp edges, a powerful aura emitted around him, making several people feel a strong sense of uneasiness.

But this was not over yet. At the end of the road behind the man, a large group of dark figures appeared. Countless soldiers in armor walked towards this side with uniform steps. The sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps was like the sound of war drums. Same, shocking.

Wu Gong looked back and saw that a large number of people and horses appeared from all directions behind him. In a short time, all possible directions for them to break out were blocked.

Among these people, he and Tsurumi Chuyun saw at a glance the half-step spiritual powerhouse who looked like a child yesterday. There were four people with him, and they walked unhurriedly to the man holding the huge sword. Behind the strong man in the box, he lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Pavilion Master."

The other party didn't respond, and his eyes remained fixed on Wu Gong.

The murderous intent in the air became stronger and stronger, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

Wu Gong, who was riding the horse at the front, took deep breaths many times before raising his hand to signal Wu Sheng and others behind him not to act rashly.

He looked at the "Pavilion Master" and asked, "Who are you?"

The "Pavilion Master" was silent for a few seconds, then slowly spoke four words.

"Nine Halls of Mo Palace."

"Nine Halls of Mo Palace!" Upon hearing these four words, Wu Gong's muscles tightened visibly, and He Jian Chuyun's heart suddenly sank.

The Nine Halls of Mo Palace, this is a force closely related to the Royal Family of Dajing. It is an assassination organization with both intelligence and intelligence. Each of the nine hall masters is a venerable person with cultivation level above the Xuan level. The following pavilion masters are just He is just a small boss, but even if he is just a small boss, he is still a strong man whose cultivation is at least at the spiritual level. He is a well-deserved first-rate power in the Great Scenery Kingdom.

Wu Gong didn't do anything wrong, but he got into trouble with such a huge creature.

"Are you from the Ninth Hall of Mo Palace? We have no grievances, so why are we so difficult?" Wu Gong looked shocked and disbelieving. How could he, a young monk with a high level of knowledge, dare to provoke such a being?

However, the other party didn't buy it, and the expression on his face didn't even change. He just snorted: "You know what you're asking."

"What are you asking knowingly? I, Wugong, have been fighting and killing for so many years, but I have never dealt with you!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll give you a chance to find out where the Ying Yuan Wanfa formation chess map is."

"What a chess formation? What is this?"

Wu Gong looked confused, but looking at him like this, a strange and cold smile appeared on the face of the "Pavilion Master".

The next second, he turned the sword box around, and all six swords in the sword box began to tremble. A terrifying aura emitted, making Wu Gong and the others' hearts rise to their throats.

This coercion is clearly a genuine spirit-level diviner!
Seeing that the other party was about to take action, Wu Gong suddenly became afraid and quickly stopped him.

"Wait! Wait!"

Hearing this, the six swords in the sword box settled down, and the pavilion master looked at him expressionlessly.

"That chess diagram you're talking about, is it a black box?"

"..." The Pavilion Master said nothing and still looked at him, but Wu Gong just regarded him as acquiescing and continued: "If that is what you are looking for, I can tell you that I was fascinated by the property in Fengzhou at that time. Eyes, I did touch something I shouldn't have touched, but that thing is not in my hands now. You can go to Fengzhou City. I have pawned that thing and exchanged it for money. It is over there... Jubao Zhai! That's right, Jubao Zhai. fast!"

Wu Gong said anxiously, but after he finished speaking, the other party did not respond at all, but his voice became colder.

"It seems that you won't shed tears without seeing the coffin." The master of the pavilion said, holding the sword box with his hand and exerting force, a long sword flew out. The speed was so fast that people could not react at all. In the blink of an eye, under him The horse howled and fell directly into a pool of blood.

After the horse died, Wu Gong reacted to avoid it, turned over and stood on the ground, with a look of shock and anger on his face.

He couldn't think too much now and shouted quickly: "Stop! Stop! I said! I said that's it!" The sword flying in mid-air paused, and the pavilion master continued to look at him with cold eyes.

Wu Gong seemed to have compromised, and said dejectedly: "I told the truth, I didn't pawn the black box, I hid it."

"Hiding where?"

"I can tell you, but..." Wu Gong pointed to Wu Sheng and others behind him and Tsurumi Chuyun: "You must let them go first, and I will tell you when they leave."

"...You are not in a position to bargain."

"That means there's no need to talk? I only have this one request. If you can't meet this requirement, I guarantee that you will never find that black box in your lifetime!"

There was a bit of pleading in Wu Gong's words, but later it turned into a threat.

The Pavilion Master fell silent, but in the end he could only nod his head and said to the surrounding soldiers in a nonchalant tone: "Let them go."

After hearing this, all the soldiers gave way to a way, while Tsurumi Chuyun and Wu Sheng hesitated.

"Boss!"

"Old Wu."

Wu Gong waved his hand.

"Go, leave me alone."

Several people were helpless, but there was nothing they could do. Staying here was just causing trouble, so they had no choice but to turn their horses around and head towards the path that the soldiers had given up. Just when Tsurumi Chuyun was about to follow, When she turned around, Wu Gong stopped her.

"Little girl."

"Ok?"

She looked at Wu Gong, who blinked at her.

With such an obvious hint, she immediately understood what was going on and nodded quickly.

"Look after the three of them for me."

"I will."

After doing this, Wu Gong looked at the pavilion master, who saw Tsurumi Chuyun and others leaving the encirclement and asked coldly: "Can we talk now?"

But Wu Gong shook his head and pointed at the flying sword hanging in the sky. The meaning was obvious.

The pavilion master's face was sullen, but he didn't say anything. As soon as his mind moved, the sword hanging in the sky turned into a stream of light and flew back.

"I don't have that much patience, so hurry up."

Wu Gong nodded, opened his mouth, and said at an extremely slow speed: "What kind of chess formation are you looking for? It is now hidden by me..."

As he spoke, he looked at Tsurumi Hatsuun who was walking away.

Just when the pavilion master was listening carefully, an accident happened. Wu Gong suddenly released his contracted beast, flew on it, and ran quickly in the direction of Wu Sheng and others.

"No! Stop him!"

The soldiers reacted quickly, but Wu Gong's charge was extremely fierce. Before the military formation could be formed, the giant tiger under him roared and knocked all the soldiers off their feet.

"Boss!"

"Come up quickly!"

Wu Gong's contract beast was very fast and soon caught up with Wu Sheng and others.

Riding a giant tiger, he dodged left and right, dodged the flying arrows, and pulled Wu Sheng, Duan Huai, and Zhang Wenyuan onto the horse. Then he looked at Tsurumi Chuyun. , and she was already standing on the horse, jumped up, used the magical weapon of the spirit to take Jueying into it, and at the same time released Shen Yi.

A ball of light squeezed out from between the eyebrows, fell to the ground and turned into a huge thing more than ten feet long with a "Silla" sound.

The huge dragon wings spread out, covering the sky with shadow, and grabbed Tsurumi Chuyun in mid-air.

Seeing this, Wu Gong also stood up and shouted to his contracted beast: "Take them away!" Then he also jumped over and shouted to Shen Yi: "Xuanli! Catch me!"

Shen Yi didn't hesitate. He turned around and pinched him with his other claw before flying towards the sky.

Just when he was about to tell Wu Gong what the situation was, Tsurumi Chuyun spoke first, with a little anger on his face.

"Old Wu, what else are you hiding?"

Thinking that she would ask this question a long time ago, Wu Gong said apologetically: "As you said, that's what happened. I didn't pawn it, I just hid it."

"Then why did you hide it from us?"

"Not just you little girl, I also hid it from Wu Sheng and the others, just for your own good."

"For our own good? What the hell is that thing?"

"Yingyuan Wanfa chess formation diagram, I guess it should be a spiritual treasure."

"Ling Bao?" He Jian Chuyun's expression stiffened.

She finally understood why they used such a huge array to capture Wu Gong.

What is a spiritual treasure? It is something that is superior and more valuable than a spiritual weapon. Spiritual weapons have a price but no market, while a spiritual treasure is priceless and has no market. It is an existence that can be encountered but not sought.

Not to mention ordinary people, even she, as the eldest daughter of the Tsurumi clan, has never seen what a spiritual treasure looks like. This kind of thing is generally used as a treasure to suppress the clan and the clan, and will not be used unless it is absolutely necessary. Take it out and use it.

It is said that the best spiritual treasure is infinitely close to the legendary fairy weapon, which is enough to change the world. Although no one knows whether there is any exaggeration in it, it is enough to illustrate the power of the spiritual treasure.

And if a spiritual treasure is lost, no force will give it up easily.

What's more, the Nine Halls of Mo Palace?

Wu Gong was not a fool. How could he just take out a spiritual treasure and pawn it in a pawn shop?

Let alone one thousand taels of silver, it is impossible to sell even one million taels of gold.

"Correct."

"Since they are here to hunt for spiritual treasures, why don't you just go back!"

"I would like to give it back, but I have read all the secrets about the Dajing royal family in it. At this point, they won't let us go even if I give it back."

"What's the secret?"

"There is no time, you will know later." Wu Gong replied in a calm voice. Hearing his words, He Jian Chuyun was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Wu Gong didn't answer her, he took off the storage bag from his waist and threw it away.

"Then little girl, listen to me. The person they want is me. I will go over and restrain them. You can take my three brothers to Jiangzhou first. If I am not alive within a year..." Wu Gong What he wanted to say was very simple, he just wanted to explain the funeral arrangements, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Shen Yi.

"Okay, okay, Wu Gong, just shut up. It's not like you have to die to solve the problem."

"You, do you have any idea?"

"The biggest trouble is the spiritual monk. Try to stay away from him first. I'll blow him up with my magical power. We'll deal with the rest one by one."

Shen Yi said confidently, after all, the three nine-level Tianyin Wanling Explosion in his body gave him a lot of confidence.

But he didn't know that compared to the trouble caused by Wu Gong, the trouble he and Tsurumi Chuyun were about to encounter was the most difficult.

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PS: This incident is over, and there is only one incident left, where the male and female protagonists go to Zhu’s house in Jiangzhou. (End of chapter)