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Chapter 440 Heavenly Soldiers Eliminate Demons
It’s “The Immortal Treasury of Immortality” again!
Li Yan's face was solemn, and he finally figured out many things.

Ma Sandong, only his name is recorded in "The Treasury of Immortals of Longevity", but Li Yan has obtained information on all the seventy-two demon lords through several captures of demonic energy.

This thing is a spirit from ancient times, born from the plague in the mountains. It often transforms into a red boy, controls the wind and sand, travels around the human world, and possesses people to harm them.

Compared to Yuan Zimei who passed down the "Demon Body Longevity Technique" and Ran Tong who passed down the "Longevity Technique for the Ghostly World", Ma Sandong is a little weaker.

But almost all of the seventy-two demon lords have unique skills.

Ma Sandong was born a spirit, and was very good at possessing people. Unless there was a secret method to protect a living being, the body of a living being was like an open door to him, allowing him to move forward and backward as he pleased.

Not only that, this demon has another special feature.

Because it is a dead object that has become spirit, it can refine three kinds of magic weapons.

One is a fan, which can stir up sand.

The second is the gourd, which can be used to cultivate poison.

The third is the air bag, which can absorb plague and miasma.

With the help of these magic weapons, Ma Sandong is a walking god of plague, and he can also create three clones of himself.

The records in the underworld mentioned that where the other party was, three boys with blood-red bodies could often be seen playing with three magic weapons.

Therefore, he was called "Ma Sandong".

What was passed down was called "The Method of Longevity by Eating Air". It was a method of devouring plague and miasma all year round to achieve immortality, just like a poisonous insect.

Qingniu Temple, I'm afraid someone is practicing this evil technique...

After figuring this out, Li Yan stopped talking nonsense and said to the two of them, "Okay, let's go."

This time, it was the two of them's turn to be stunned.

The short and stocky man: "You won't kill us?"

Skinny man: "Sir, please don't play tricks..."

Li Yan glanced at him calmly and said, "If you don't leave now, I might change my mind."

Before he could finish his words, the two of them rushed out of the door and disappeared in a flash.

They ran all the way out of Fengdu City in the night rain, but they knew that a ritual was being performed by the river, so they left from the back of Fengdu.

"Shall we go find Lu Jiu?"

"If we leak the information, the Sichuan Salt Gang will not let us go. We might as well take this opportunity to leave quickly."

"Yes, Jinling and Tianjin are both prosperous places..."

The two men discussed it in the woods and left immediately at night.

After they left, Li Yan showed up, glanced at them thoughtfully, and then returned to the inn.

"This old man is so unlucky."

Sharifei gloated: "You are competing with us here, but you don't know that your nest is about to be destroyed."

"Now is not the time to be happy."

Wang Daoxuan stroked his beard and shook his head, saying, "In this situation, I really cannot do without the help of Qingniu Temple."

"Only if they catch the demon can we clear our suspicion and make it impossible for the Duwei Division to find a reason to take action."

"Qingniu Temple also belongs to Emei, which is the orthodox sect in Shu. It has many friends. If we reveal this, the Salt Gang will be so overwhelmed that they won't bother to trouble us."

"The Taoist priest is right."

Li Yan nodded and said, "Although the Taoist Chongxu from Qingniu Temple is confused, the more hateful ones are the Salt Gang. They have been causing trouble along the way and must be taken down."

"And that purple-faced old man!"

Anger also rose in the eyes of the old woman Bai Huan. "The one who cast a spell to intercept you at Longmen Gorge that day was named Yu Mo, and his master was the purple-faced old man named Wang Mengsheng."

"This man is famous for being sinister. It was him who led the rebellion, destroyed the Taoist temple and released the 'Guest in the Mist'. When we went up the mountain that day, it was most likely because of his instructions and the tip-off."

"Now it seems that he has also come to Shuzhong."

After hearing this, Li Yan's murderous intent in his heart became even stronger, and he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, get ready. If you don't kill these bastards, you won't be able to sleep peacefully..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu San suddenly stood up:
"Something happened at Qingniu Temple!"

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Wow!
The wind was howling and the waves were surging.

At this moment, a strange scene appeared on the river:

There was an area in the middle of the river where the water was calm and a large piece of cold ice had condensed on it. On the ice, there was a pair of footprints standing there motionless.

The surrounding waves were surging, forming a huge whirlpool.

Two invisible forces are fighting against each other. The one on the outside seems powerful, but is gradually losing the upper hand.

The area of ​​ice in the middle is expanding little by little.

The Wushan priestess is a person of high spiritual power, and had to use secret methods to seal her body, making her a tyrannical being who can be described as the living dead.

Her spirit is strong, far superior to those "water tigers".

After merging with the evil spirit, without the constraints of the physical body, the power of the soul was fully exerted and he became a true "demon".

Click!

On the altar, a Dharma flag suddenly broke.

A battalion of soldiers was completely wiped out.

"What an evil beast!"

Taoist Chongxu was both shocked and angry.

He also didn't expect that this demon could actually devour soldiers and horses, not only destroying his sect's foundation, but also gradually growing stronger.

"Master, what should I do?"

Ling Fengzi was holding a tablet next to him, his face full of anxiety.

At this time, Li Yan, Wang Daoxuan and others also walked out of the city gate. Seeing this, they shouted, "Don't panic, old Taoist priest. We are here to help you!"

"What are you doing? Get out of the way!"

Seeing this, the bailiffs hurried to stop them.

Meng Changgui also breathed a sigh of relief and said to the yamen runner next to him: "You, bastard, don't you see that something is wrong? Let the gentlemen talk."

He almost used the Gangling just now.

Unlike Li Yan, who runs around everywhere and is particularly easy to provoke, these living ghost messengers have few opportunities to obtain the Gangling.

That is used to save one's life. How could one be like Li Yan, who would summon the soldiers of the underworld when encountering a night attack by criminals?

It's simply using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

With Li Yan's help, he doesn't have to reveal his identity.

But when Chongxuzi saw Li Yan and the others, his first reaction was anger, "How dare you come out!"

"Ah, you old man!"

Sharifi glared and yelled, "We came here with good intentions to help you, why are you doing this?"

"To tell you the truth, this is a trap. Their real target is you. I'm afraid your Qingniu Temple has already been destroyed by now!"

"Nonsense!"

Chongxuzi was still angry, his eyes bloodshot.

At this moment, even Ling Fengzi noticed something was wrong, and he picked up the soul-calming bell beside him, while chanting: "The Lord determines the emperor's command, sweeping the universe, the twenty-eight constellations, the seven stars in a row, the universe begins to fight, the flying wolf Qian..."

This is a Xuanmen spell to calm the mind and stabilize the soul, and Wang Daoxuan also knows it.

The sound of the soul-calming bell is clear and crisp, even in the wind and rain.

Under the effect of the spell, Chongxuzi suddenly calmed down. He felt something was wrong, but he was unwilling to save face. He said to Li Yan and others in a deep voice: "Let's talk about this later. I will capture this demon first!"

Click!

While he was speaking, another piece of the French flag broke off.

Simply relying on the ancestors' troops is no longer enough to suppress the demon, it can only be trapped temporarily.

Chongxuzi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Lingfengzi, bring me the Purple Qi Treasure Box."

When Ling Fengzi heard this, he immediately became anxious, "Master..."

"Bring it here."

Chongxuzi sighed and whispered, "I am afraid that I will fail this time because of my own selfish desires, but the reputation of Qingniu Temple cannot be lost. If we let the people of Huangquan help us, how can we have the face to stay in eastern Sichuan in the future?"

"Yes, Master." Ling Fengzi immediately understood and quickly jumped off the altar and took out a wooden box from the box guarded by his junior brother.

It looks like it's made of blood dragon wood. It has a simple style, is very old, and is black and purple.

"Master, give it."

Ling Fengzi handed the things over with a look of reluctance on his face.

Li Yan saw it from a distance and also became interested.

It is indeed the orthodox Xuanmen sect. Even though it has declined, it still has something hidden in its treasure chest. I just don't know what it is.

After Chongxuzi took it, he first bowed respectfully towards the wooden box, then gently opened it and took out a bamboo slip from it.

The bamboo slips are very old, with large seal characters written on the front and cinnabar ink on the back, densely covered with scriptures and talismans.

"Start the altar and help me!"

At Chongxuzi's command, all the Taoists on the altar sat cross-legged, holding tablets in their hands, and chanted in a deep voice:

"I sincerely pay my respects to you, the innate commander, the One-Qi God. The great spiritual officer who supervises the heavens, the selfless and fierce officer of the Three Realms, with golden eyes and red hair, known as the Three-Five Fire Train Thunder God..."

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The sound is very rhythmic, full of charm and majesty.

"It's Wang Lingguan's precious edict!"

Wang Daoxuan was a little surprised when he heard this.

At the same time, Chongxuzi also held a bamboo slip, made hand gestures, stepped on the Gangbu step, and worshipped in all directions.

Then, light the bamboo slips and recite the mantra silently.

Call ~
In an instant, strong winds howled all around.

After the bamboo slips burned, they turned into a wisp of green smoke that condensed and did not dissipate, rising rapidly into the sky.

Rumble!
Soon, thunder was heard in the sky.

Li Yan's eyes twitched slightly and he looked up into the sky.

The thunders sounded different in his ears, as if there were loud drums beating and shouts of killing.

Unlike his last dream in Wudang Mountain, no human figures could be seen this time, but the sudden changes in the sky were extremely clear.

This Wang Lingguan also controls thunder.

But unlike the Thunder Department, he is good at using thunder and fire, and has an extraordinary status in the Xuanmen, so he is called "the Great Spiritual Officer of the Capital Heaven".

Just last night, he had fought with the secular gods in the temples on earth.

Thinking of this, Li Yan quickly shrank his neck.

The monster on the river seemed to have sensed the danger, and its footprints on the ice kept flashing and appeared in all directions.

Obviously, want to escape from here.

But the remaining three battalions of the ancestors' soldiers also played a role at this moment. Although they could not subdue the demon, they were able to entangle it tightly.

Rumble!
Boom! There was a roar of thunder in the sky.

Thunder and lightning tore through the sky, falling from the sky, illuminating the dark rainy night, and almost in an instant, connecting the sky and the earth.

The ice surface in the center exploded instantly.

Even the surrounding ancestors' soldiers and horses immediately dived to the bottom of the lake, not daring to move.

In the face of this terrifying thunder, even the troops had to retreat.

The ice surface exploded, and the pair of footprints collapsed instantly. The black mist dissipated and turned back into the purest demonic energy.

Before it could escape, a flash of lightning followed the trace of lightning and connected heaven and earth again.

Call ~
The wind was blowing violently, and the evil spirit completely dissipated.

"Good guy!"

Sharifei was stunned. "During the incident at Liangzi Lake, the people from Longhu Mountain spent several hours to summon the thunderbolt. What kind of magic weapon did Qingniu Temple use?"

"This is not thunder magic."

Li Yan's face was solemn, and he shook his head and said, "It's a talisman soldier!"

That’s right, he finally saw the Taoist weapons.

At that moment just now, he heard shouts and screams coming from far away, and the thunder also carried a sharp aura, as if someone was using thunder and fire as weapons, falling from the sky and directly killing the demon.

This feeling is not thunder magic at all.

No wonder, among all the magic soldiers, the Xuanmen Lu soldiers are the strongest, even the underworld soldiers are slightly inferior.

The soldiers of the underworld need to be driven by the power of the netherworld.

However, this weapon uses the innate thunder as its blade.

That bamboo slip is also a valuable treasure.

In order to summon soldiers, the orthodox Xuanmen sect needs to hold a ritual several days in advance, burn yellow petitions, and ask the heavens to dispatch troops.

It also requires a large altar and the assistance of many high-level masters.

What is the origin of those bamboo slips?
Li Yan also felt a strong curiosity in his heart.

Taoist Chongxuzi didn't seem surprised at all to see the demon was killed. He just looked distressed and put the wooden box away again.

After doing all this, he walked down the altar, his face stern, and said to Li Yan and others: "What did you want to say just now?"

This old man... is still pretending.

Li Yan was somewhat speechless, but at this point, he was too lazy to care about it. He cupped his hands and said in a deep voice: "Senior, there is a terrestrial immortal behind the Salt Gang, and they are plotting against Qingniu Temple, because someone on the mountain is practicing the evil method of immortality..."

"Nonsense!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chongxuzi flew into a rage, "We, Qingniu Temple, have been suppressing the evil spirits in eastern Sichuan, working diligently and not slacking off in the slightest. But you, just by hearing some rumors, dare to tarnish the reputation of our orthodox sect."

"Do you really think that an old Taoist priest wouldn't kill anyone?"

"Master, calm down."

His disciple Ling Fengzi was a kind person. After giving Li Yan some advice, he bowed and said, "Thank you for your reminder, but you were probably deceived by Wu Faluo."

"This person is a lay disciple, and he has too much martial arts spirit. He just learned the Tiangang Finger Qi Jue, and he fought with his fellow disciples and injured others."

"His master also had evil intentions. He was ordered to go to Chengdu Qingyang Palace, but he took advantage of the chaos to steal people's treasures. Later, he was hunted down and his whereabouts are unknown."

"We are also looking for him to get to the bottom of this matter. He has never returned to Qingniu Temple, let alone noticed anything unusual about us."

"Look everyone, do we look like we are possessed by evil spirits?"

Li Yan and Sha Lifei both looked at Chongxuzi.

"Look at what I mean!"

Chongxuzi was immediately annoyed, but thinking of what happened just now, he suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "I failed in my flying sword training and became possessed, which damaged my heart meridian. That's why my heart is burning. It's not something that possessed me."

After hearing this, Li Yan pondered and said, "It seems that Wu Faluo's words are mostly false, but your sect may also have problems."

"The Salt Gang and the Earth Immortals will not waste their efforts."

"Have you ever heard of the red child in Fengdu, holding a fan, a gourd and an air bag?"

Ling Fengzi shook his head and said, "This is the first time I've heard of it."

When Li Yan finished speaking, a trace of shock flashed across Chongxuzi's eyes, and then his face was filled with doubt. He gritted his teeth and said, "I trust you once. Come with me to the mountain."

"Let's go back to the mountain!"

After saying that, he hurriedly packed up and rushed back.

The other disciples were confused when they saw this, but seeing that Chongxuzi had a gloomy face, no one dared to ask more questions.

Li Yan seemed to be thinking about something. He gestured and led everyone to follow closely.

Qingniu Temple was not far from Fengdu City. They arrived there just as day broke. They saw a small hill standing there. It was not high or big, but it looked like a lying cow, which was quite interesting.

“What a treasured place!”

When Wang Daoxuan saw it, he exclaimed in admiration.

But Chongxuzi didn't bother to pay attention and rushed straight up the mountain.

But on the hillside, there stands a Taoist temple of considerable size. It is very old. The autumn rain has stopped and the morning mist is lingering. There are Taoists sweeping the floor outside, creating a peaceful scene.

Chongxuzi finally breathed a sigh of relief and said in a cold voice: "Look, there are no bad guys going up the mountain."

But Li Yan's expression changed slightly, and the letter in his arms suddenly became hot.

This is a sign of a mission...

(End of this chapter)