Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 230: Protecting the Peace of Qingshan Territory

Under the night.

In a village deep in Qingshan Territory.

The villagers were sleeping soundly, but outside the village, several ghosts came.

The ghosts seemed to smell the breath of living people, and they rushed towards the village impatiently, their eyes turning blood red.

Although the village is small, there are only a few hundred people.

However, there is a disciple of the Holy Way in the village who has opened the Wen Palace.

Although this disciple of the Holy Way was only an old man at the Wentong Realm, he could vaguely sense the breath of the ghost when it entered the village.

The old man Wentong was a little confused, so he put down the book and walked to the window.

He looked at the night sky and the surroundings. He seemed to be able to sense the breath of ghosts. He wondered, "Could it be that a ghost has entered the village?"

He felt it carefully.

It's a pity that he is only a Saint Disciple at the Wentong Realm, and is too weak.

Although Feng Qingyan had discovered that even a Wentong Realm cultivator could practice "Shadow Assassin", the old Wentong was simply not qualified to go up to the Yuntai.

Besides, old man Wentong’s qualifications are really poor.

Otherwise, he wouldn't just be at the Wentong realm.

At this time, he couldn't help but walk out of the house and walked in one direction. It seemed that the breath of the ghost became stronger.

"not good!"

The old man Wentong was shocked.

It seems that there is not just one ghost, but possibly several.

He immediately ran into the house and picked up the "Abhidharma Sutra" which he had been studying day and night.

Although he was only at the Wentong level and had almost no magic to deal with ghosts, the "Lun Sutra" he had studied day and night for decades had already imbued him with a strong literary flavor.

At this time he rushed out holding the "Sutra", hoping that the "Sutra" could scare away the evil spirit.

"There are ghosts entering the village, everyone be careful."

The old man Wentong shouted loudly, trying to attract the attention of the villagers.

After all, there are many strong men in the village, and their blood can play a certain suppressive role, and they can even directly use their hot blood to burn the ghosts...

Many villagers were awakened immediately.

"Ghost?"

"What? A ghost has entered the village?"

Many villagers who were awakened were immediately frightened by the ghost.

They were just ordinary villagers and had no ability to deal with the ghosts. They could only hide in the corner out of fear.

"Master Wentong, what should we do?"

A villager said to the old man Wentong.

"Don't panic, they are just a few ghosts." The old man Wentong looked calm, but he was anxious inside.

Now all his hopes rested on the Abhidharmakosha.

After a while, more and more villagers came running in panic, gathering behind the old man Wentong with terrified looks. After all, the old man was a disciple of the Holy Way at the Wentong level.

"I am a disciple of the Holy Way, why don't you leave immediately?"

The old man Wentong shouted loudly, his voice full of righteousness.

"If you dare to harm anyone, I will report to the Holy Temple and make you disappear in an instant." The old man Wen Tong scolded, "Now retreat quickly, I will pretend that I have never seen you..."

But the ghost was not scared away by the old man Wentong.

They just hesitated.

In the Zhou world, whether it is the disciples of the Holy Way or the holy temple, they are all terrifying existences that suppress ghosts, making all ghosts fearful.

There was once an evil ghost, who was scared away by Wen Tongjing's words.

When the old man Wentong saw that the ghost had not been scared away, he became more and more anxious and had to recite the "Abhidharma Sutra" aloud.

After a while, it seemed that the old man's reading voice brought up the literary atmosphere of the "Abhidharma Sutra".

At this time, a faint literary atmosphere rose up.

The ghosts hiding in the dark were all shocked when they saw the rising Wen Qi. However, they were relieved when they saw that Wen Qi did not attack them, let alone hurt them... After a while, the ghosts seemed to be sure that the old man Wen Tong could not hurt them, so they immediately rushed into the village.

"How dare you, ghost, harm others?"

A scolding came from a distance.

Not only did the old man Wentong hear it, but even the villagers heard it.

At this time, old man Wen Tong and the villagers saw dozens or even hundreds of armored and armed ghost soldiers rushing in from the night, exuding an extremely cold aura, which made their souls tremble and they couldn't help but feel panic in their hearts.

Yin soldiers?

Is this the legendary Yin soldier?

"I am ordered by the City God of Qingshan to capture evil spirits and ghosts in the world and protect the peace of Qingshan." A military officer came from the air, his voice full of pressure, forcing the villagers to kneel down.

Dozens of ghost soldiers rushed forward and captured the ghost in an instant.

"retreat!"

After the ghost soldiers captured the ghost and let the villagers see it, the general waved his hand and said.

At this time, the ghost soldiers retreated like a tide, so fast that the villagers could not react and could not help but stand there in a daze.

"Yin soldiers?"

A villager said blankly.

"The ghost was captured by the ghost soldiers?"

Another villager said, with a look of relief on his face, that it was fortunate that the ghost soldiers arrived in time, otherwise he would have dared to imagine what would have happened.

"Master Wentong, were those ghost soldiers just now?" a villager asked the old man Wentong.

The old man Wentong was also somewhat shocked.

As for the Yin soldiers, he was actually not sure whether they existed or not. After all, he was just a little Wen Tong realm, and he had no connections...

"They are indeed Yin soldiers."

At this time, the old man Wen Tong nodded and said, "These ghost soldiers are ordered by the Qingshan City God to capture the ghosts in the human world..."

"Master Wentong, what kind of god is this Qingshan City God? He can actually control the ghost soldiers? Oh, right, the ghost soldier just said that the Qingshan City God guards the Qingshan Territory? What is the Qingshan Territory?"

"Qingshan City God is naturally the God of Qingshan City God."

"And the Green Mountain Territory... should be the vast green mountains that stretch for thousands of miles..."

The old man Wentong pondered for a moment, but he didn't know what kind of god Qingshan City God was.

Although the Qingshan City God is famous all over the world, the small village has never heard of him. Moreover, the old man Wentong has not left the village in the past few days, so he naturally does not know the news from the outside world...

But, I seem to have heard of it somewhere.

Strange.

The old man Wentong was a little surprised.

He clearly had never heard of Qingshan City God, but he had a feeling he had heard of him.

"Old Man Wentong, if we worship the City God of Qingshan, will he protect us and prevent us from being harmed by evil spirits?"

Another villager said.

The old man Wentong pondered for a moment and nodded.

Under the night.

A military marshal led the ghost soldiers to capture ghosts one by one, even the evil ghosts.

Moreover, every time he met a stranger, the military officer would shout "I am ordered by the City God of Qingshan to capture the evil spirits in the world to protect the peace of Qingshan."

Overnight.

Countless ghosts were captured, and even a number of extremely vicious ghosts were directly killed by the ghost soldiers.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

An old man came from the east of Zhongli City and stood far away on a green hill, gazing at the City God Temple outside the city.

This old man is a great sage of the Wu State.

A moment later, he came to the outside of the City God Temple, but did not enter the City God Temple. He just looked at the City God Temple coldly.

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(End of this chapter)