Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 167 Demonic Soul
"Fat Yellow!"

"Lu Xiaoyu!"

A fat man with a belly so big that his clothes almost burst out laughing when he heard Lu Yu's voice.

Although Lu Yu's face had changed, the fat man still recognized Lu Yu's identity at a glance.

Although Lu Yu's disguise skills are not as good as Bai Yuan's, they are good enough to be mistaken for the real thing.

Apparently the fat guy has his own unique way of judging people.

The fat man was at least eight feet tall, and with his face full of flesh, if he were to fight with others, the opponent would already be intimidated before the fight even started.

The unique murderous spirit among the army made the fat man even more ferocious.

Lu Yu punched the fat man in the stomach with a playful smile on his face.

The fat man called him Lu Xiaoyu because Lu Xiaoyu was his nickname, so he was not actually deceiving Bai Yuan.

"Fatty Huang, it looks like you've gotten a lot of benefits."

Lu Yu punched the fat man surnamed Huang in the stomach, but the fat man's stomach did not change at all, not even a dent.

What a strong, horizontal Kung Fu practice!
Bai Yuan was shocked when he saw this scene.

Obviously, this fat man must also be a good soldier in the army.

The martial arts skills of the Lingzhou Army's martial artists are very different from those of the sect disciples. In addition to not paying attention to the realm, they also have extremely high requirements for survival and endurance.

After all, we only have one life, and we can't exchange it for another every time.

If all the soldiers in the army fought so desperately, the Lingzhou army would have been wiped out long ago.

Therefore, martial artists in the army all like to take the path of horizontal training. The reason is that they are simply more resistant to attacks and can kill more enemies to gain military merit.

Veterans like Zhao Han all know that surviving on the battlefield is more important than killing the enemy.

Only recruits who have never been to the battlefield would fight desperately with the enemy like a fool.

A martial artist like the fat man Huang in front of him can withstand at least several more attacks than a martial artist of the same level.

On the battlefield, anyone who knows his stuff would not provoke someone like him with a muscular body.

Lu Yu: "Is there really such a method here?"

Fatty Huang chuckled and nodded: "The intelligence from the Lingzhou Army should be reliable."

All the intelligence that can be sent to Lingzhou Army are military reports, which require extremely high accuracy.

He had a good relationship with a Lingzhou military commander who received intelligence, and he stole the information.

The Lingzhou Army has extremely strict military discipline, and anyone found leaking military intelligence will be sentenced to death.

In the entire Lingzhou Army, only Fatty Huang dared to do such a bold thing as stealing intelligence.

Because he has a strong backer.

He is the prefect's brother-in-law, it's that simple.

If he didn't have someone behind him, he would never dare to leak military intelligence.

As soon as he got the news, he informed his good brother Lu Yu immediately. Of course, it was mainly because he couldn't beat him, otherwise he would have taken it all to himself.

Fatty Huang looked at Bai Yuan and asked, "Who is this brother?"

Bai Yuan: "Bai Yuan from the Divine Palace."

Since both parties want to cooperate, there is no need to conceal his identity. Besides, Lu Yu already knows his identity, so there is no point in concealing it.

Fatty Huang showed a look of surprise on his face and couldn't help but look at Bai Yuan a few more times.

There are not many people in Huanglong Mansion that Fatty Huang can remember. Among the younger generation, besides Murong Jiujiang, the other one is Bai Yuan.

Refining blood and killing into strength, such a record is absolutely amazing even for Lingzhou Army.

Fatty Huang stretched out his big hand and patted Bai Yuan on the shoulder.

A light film covered his hands.

This slap is enough to kill a cow.

Power!

Bai Yuan was shocked. The fat man in front of him was not very old, but he was already a master.

Lingzhou Army is indeed a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are present.

When Fatty Huang saw Bai Yuan, who remained motionless after he slapped him, the smile on his face became even brighter.

The Lingzhou Army all knew that Fatty Huang liked to make friends, but in fact he only liked to make friends who were strong enough. The others were just bad friends who were just playing around for fun.

The reason why he and Lu Yu became close friends was not just because they had similar interests.

Although Lu Yu has not been able to break through to the entry level, he knows that Lu Yu has only suppressed his realm, and his actual combat power is already comparable to that of the entry level strongmen.

After some probing, Fatty Huang has determined that Bai Yuan is qualified to be his friend.

He had a smirk on his face.

"Brother Bai, why don't you come back to Lingzhou with the two of us tomorrow and have a taste of the Jiaofangsi together."

The so-called Jiaofangsi was actually the place that managed official prostitutes.

In Xuanyang, officials who committed crimes and had their property confiscated were either dragged to the Meridian Gate and beheaded, or their male relatives were sent to the army and their female relatives were naturally sent to the Jiaofangsi to become official prostitutes.

Most of the girls in the Jiaofangsi were daughters of officials before their families were ruined, and their quality was much better than that of ordinary brothels.

I heard that the Jiaofangsi of Lingzhou even has the wife and daughter of the previous prefect whose property was confiscated, which can arouse men's interest the most.

But the Jiaofangsi is not a place that anyone can enter just by having money. Only people of prominent status can go there.

Fatty Huang wanted to use the four strongest relationships of a man to trap Bai Yuan.

"Definitely next time."

Bai Yuan neither agreed nor refused.

Whether it was Lu Yu or the fat yellow man in front of him, he had not yet figured out their true backgrounds. If he rashly went to Lingzhou, he would only fall into a passive position.

"Let's go, I can't wait any longer."

Lu Yu urged.

Of course he was tempted by the technique that could bring people back to life.

It's just that the Tianxin Sect has always kept this technique very secret, so very few people know the ins and outs of it.

There is a small hill outside Sanhua Town.

The locals call it Xiaoshigang.

There is a temple on the small stone hill. The temple is not big, but it is very popular and people go up the mountain to pray every day.

"Is this the Tianxin Cult hideout you mentioned?"

Lu Yu looked at Fatty Huang suspiciously.

This is a very ordinary temple no matter how you look at it.

What's more, the Tianxin Sect actually worships the devil, so it seems strange no matter how you look at it, that they are competing with the Buddha for incense.

"It's right here. It's absolutely true. The old monk in the temple is the leader of the Tianxin Sect."

Fatty Huang pointed at the kind-looking old monk who was answering questions for the faithful men and women and said this.

Seeing that Fatty Huang was so confident, Lu Yu said no more.

The Xuanyang Buddhist and Taoist factions are very powerful, but have almost no influence in the northern border, and the Lingzhou army has razed countless temples and Taoist temples.

I think the Buddha would not blame them for destroying a Tianxin Sect den disguised as a temple. They were not in a hurry to take action, but observed patiently from a distance.

late at night.

The Hongfa Temple in Xiaoshigang finally saw off the last wave of pilgrims.

The young monk put his hands together, smiled gently and chanted "Amitabha" to an old woman in Sanhua Town.

After the old woman walked away, the young monk planned to lock the wooden door of the temple.

But just as the wooden door was about to close——

A young man suddenly rushed in first.

Although the young monk was resentful, he still remained patient.

"Donor, today's karma has run out. Why don't you come back tomorrow?"

The young man was grinning: "Buddha is a god, he definitely doesn't need to sleep, I'll just go burn some incense, kowtow twice and leave, Buddha will definitely bless me to marry a woman with a big butt and good fertility."

The little monk couldn't help but frown.

The young man called Buddha "Master" all the time.

Is this what the Buddha is called?

A god?!

Blessing to marry a wife
The young monk just felt a headache, but he had seen many pilgrims like the young man in front of him, and most of them would not be blessed by the Buddha.

"Ok."

The young monk didn't want to cause trouble, and since the boy just wanted to burn incense, he let him do as he pleased.

He led the young man to the Buddhist temple.

A huge golden Buddha sits in the hall.

This is of course a giant Buddha painted with gold and made of pure gold. Hongfa Temple does not have so much money from incense donations.

When the young man heard that a stick of incense cost three cents, he simply skipped the step of burning incense and knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

The young monk saw that the boy had finished bowing.

"Donor, please go back."

He was ready to close the door and send the guests away.

But the young man suddenly said, "I was wondering, by doing this, have you offended both the Buddha and the Devil?"

When the young monk heard the boy utter the word "demon", his face changed drastically.

The two palms that were originally clasped together suddenly slapped towards the young man, and it turned out to be a master of strong Zangguan!

The boy snorted coldly.

A handful of green powder was scattered and all fell on the little monk.

The little monk let out a heart-wrenching howl, and soon he turned into corpse water.

The young man shook his head.

If Bai Yuan took action, he would probably be able to do better. My skills in using poison are still far inferior to Bai Yuan's.

Yes, this young man is Lu Yu.

Just as the little monk turned into corpse water, two young men, one fat and one thin, also walked into the Buddhist hall.

"This old monk is quite capable."

Fatty Huang was holding the old abbot of the temple, who was also the leader of this Tianxin sect den.

This old monk is very powerful. If it was just Fatty Huang alone, he might have been able to escape.

Fortunately, Bai Yuan took action and blocked the old monk's retreat with his exquisite hidden weapon, preventing him from being beaten by Fatty Huang and having all his bones broken.

Lu Yu squatted down and looked at the old monk with a smile: "Hand over the secret method of resurrection, and I can let you die more comfortably."

"Don't think about it."

The old monk spoke in an almost inaudible voice.

"You're quite courageous."

Lu Yu uttered a cry of pleasure.

He didn't waste any words. He used his right hand to pull off the old monk's arms with brutal means.

Lu Yu: "I have learned some of the Thirty-Eight Major Penal Laws of Xuanyang, and today is a good time to test my skills on you."

An hour later.

Lu Yu walked out of the Buddhist hall with satisfaction, but the old monk's body was nowhere to be seen.

Bai Yuan witnessed the entire process of Lu Yu's torture with his own eyes.

Too brutal and not spiritual enough.

Judging from his perspective of having practiced so many techniques, he still has a lot of room for improvement.

Fortunately, the old monk finally handed over the soul-resurrection technique.

Lu Yu looked at the book of magic soul techniques in his hand, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

If he has a second life, then he can do whatever he wants in the future.

The three of them left the temple and hid in Sanhua Town to study the magic of the soul.

But the more the three of them understood, the less they smiled.

"If I were to be resurrected using this technique, could I still be considered myself?"

Fatty Huang couldn't help but ask questions.

This is also what Bai Yuan and Lu Yu thought.

They finally understood why the Tianxin Sect's magic soul technique was so overbearing, but the Xuanyang royal family remained indifferent. They thought that the Tianxin Sect was hiding too deeply. Now they know the reason.

The practice of magic soul technique is not complicated. The first step is to worship the devil, and the second step is to refine the equipment.

The followers of Tianxin Sect must devote their memories to the Demon God without reservation when offering sacrifices to him, similar to how Bai Yuan stored his memories in cloud computing in his previous life, and then once the body dies, the Demon God will put the memories into the prepared vessel.

Such means are considered evil even by the murderous Fatty Huang.

They finally understood why the Xuanyang royal family did not learn the magic soul technique. It was impossible for them to do the first step of worshiping the demon god.

At least not overtly.

Is it possible that there really is a devil?

This question rang in the minds of the three of them at the same time.

This method is exactly the same as sacrificing oneself to the devil in the storybook.

All three fell into silence.

Because they are not sure whether they will still be themselves after being reborn after their souls are sacrificed to the devil.

As for the utensils, they were extremely evil.

It is necessary to plant the devil seed in a child when he is three years old, and then soak him in the blood of people who died unjustly every three years until he reaches adulthood, and then he can become a real vessel.

In other words, it would take at least seventeen years, which was too long.

In short, this resurrection does not seem to be as useful as Bai Yuan and the other two imagined.

(End of this chapter)