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Chapter 56 Please Stop Boasting!

I have to say that the Xuan cultivators in Lucheng County are indeed reliable. From the time Mo Ming asked for help, it took only ten minutes at most, and more than a dozen Xuan cultivators, including the priest and Master Yijing, had already rushed over in a mighty force. However, when they arrived at the scene, all they saw was the charred headless corpse, the dilapidated two-story villa, and the traces of thunder magic that could still be clearly perceived.

"What a powerful thunder magic!" The Taoist priest, who was wearing a Taoist robe and looked relatively young, smelled the fishy smell of ozone in the air and immediately raised his eyebrows. There were only a few Taoist practitioners in Lucheng County. Naturally, he knew the four who were on duty this night: one was a paper-cutter, two were shamans, and the other was his apprentice. It was impossible for all four of them to have such attainments in thunder magic.

Thinking of this, his eyes immediately focused on the embarrassed young man.

He had heard a little about this young man. It was said that he was a traveling scholar who entered the city the day before. After discovering that zombies might have entered the city, he had regarded him as a key suspect.

But looking at the lightning aura that still hadn't completely dissipated from him, and the beautiful female ghost and the woman in a Western maid outfit beside him...

"hiss!"

The Taoist priest, who was about to say that rich people really spend money, suddenly took a breath of cold air. That was not a maid at all, that was a transformed spirit demon!
Although the other party's aura was not strong, even if it was a spiritual demon that relied on the mouth to transform, it would take at least a hundred years of cultivation to open its spiritual intelligence and learn the method of transformation. What was even more rare was that the Taiyin energy was pure and flawless. Just by standing in the moonlight, a little bit of moonlight would spontaneously merge into her body.

With this level of cultivation, it is certainly impossible to be too weak. His breath is weak now, and I am afraid that he has consumed a lot of energy in the previous battle!
He knew that such a pure spirit demon must have been guided by a master since childhood to be free from any foul air. In addition, the spirit ghost looked like it had a condensed ghost body, a firm obsession, but no resentment or blood evil. It must have been worshipped in the right way for a hundred years to be so pure.

"I'm afraid he's a direct disciple of some prestigious sect! And he's accompanied by a guardian! This level of attainment in thunder magic... could it be the legendary Shenxiao Sect, whose lineage was cut off during the Yuan and Ming dynasties?"

Taoist Chen made a judgment in his heart, but he followed his fellow Taoists who had arrived with him.

Although the Taoist priest was knowledgeable, there were others who were not so knowledgeable. A man in colorful clothes saw the fatal wound on the zombie's neck and immediately said with a smile:
"Brother Zhang, your incantation is becoming more and more refined!"

"I dare not!" The Xuan Xiu, known as Brother Zhang, heard this and his face changed drastically. He was afraid of stealing the limelight from this real boss, and he kept saying:
"When we arrived, the mutated Soul-Bound Corpse Puppet had already been severely injured. All I did was deliver the final blow. I absolutely dare not take any credit for it!"

After he finished speaking, the other three Xuan cultivators nodded repeatedly. Taoist Master Chen was shocked when he heard this. He quickly pushed through the crowd and came to the corpse, asking:
"Mutated Soul-Bound Corpse Puppet? Leshui! Please tell me in detail!"

The Xuan Xiu who was frightened and slow to react immediately came up and described in vivid detail how this soul-bound corpse puppet, which was not afraid of thunder magic, withstood Feng Xue's extremely powerful Five Thunders Law, and how it easily tore apart the paper-cutter's paper mannequin, and was finally beheaded by a sword from the sorcerer named Zhang who had asked Lu Zu to possess him.

Feng Xue, who was listening from the side, just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but the Xuan cultivators who came nodded one after another. The soul-bound corpse puppet was notoriously evil. Zombies had spirits but no souls, while bound ghosts had souls but no spirits. The combination of the two formed an alternative complement. If they absorbed enough blood and food to completely merge into one, they would become the legendary corpse demon, not afraid of the five elements, not subject to yin and yang, swallowing and spitting out turbid wishes and evil spirits, forming a whole of their own. At that time, only by asking a senior senior at the level of the Ghost King of the Underworld to suppress it would be possible.

but……

"The corpse is fine, it's just a hundred-year-old zombie. The problem might be with the bound ghost... That's right, for normal soul-bound corpse puppets, it's always a new ghost suppressing a zombie tomb, with the zombie as the main focus and the ghost as the secondary. If it were the other way around, there would already be an ancient vengeful ghost suppressed underground, so it's normal for an ordinary corpse to transform after being buried. Unfortunately, even this zombie is from the previous dynasty, so it's impossible to trace the origin of that ghost."

Several masters of the mysterious cultivation world were surrounding the ordinary century-old corpse and commenting on it. Feng Xue wanted to say that it was just an ordinary zombie and a vicious ghost, and that his thunder magic was just a fancy trick. But before he could open his mouth, everyone acted like "Master, you are really awesome! We can feel such a powerful thunder magic from miles away", which made Feng Xue very embarrassed.

Fortunately, Master Yijing was a discerning person. Seeing Feng Xue's strange expression, he thought that the young man was still shy, so he said:

"No matter what, this Soul-Bound Corpse Puppet has been killed, and we can finally breathe a sigh of relief. Let's calm the corpse down first. Tomorrow, we'll report everything to the county magistrate, along with our colleagues. It's getting late now, and Mr. Feng needs to rest after such a great battle. Let's go back first!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes! Mr. Feng has not yet entered the Tao, and it must be difficult for him to use such magic. We should not disturb his rest!" As if awakened by these words, many people also woke up and began to suppress the remains of the corpse politely and return to normal. Even the few unsociable priests took out holy water and began to sprinkle it.

Feng Xue finally breathed a sigh of relief. He bid farewell to the other cultivators and headed back to his own shabby villa, which he had rented only a few days before it met with disaster. Luckily, he wasn't short of money, so he decided to just buy it outright from his agent. Someone noticed the state of Feng Xue's house and invited him to stay elsewhere temporarily. However, Feng Xue's family knew his own business, and he was half-illiterate in the field of cultivation. Wouldn't that reveal his true identity if he spoke?
Don’t think that everyone is being polite now. Who knows if someone will have bad intentions after being exposed?
After being rejected by Feng Xue, the inviter did not feel entangled, thinking that the master did not want to owe anyone karma. Soon, the many Xuan cultivators who had cleaned up the battlefield dispersed one after another, leaving only a few who were originally scheduled to patrol to return to their posts. Yes, although the corpse puppet has been killed, no one dared to be sure that this is the only ghost. It is necessary to use the power of the sun tomorrow to reset the talismans in the city to determine whether it is really safe.

……

After the apprentice changed his position, Taoist Master Chen took him in his arms and hurried to his own Taoist temple, while whispering:
"Leshui, did you see the big monster take action?"

"Big demon?" Hearing this word, Le Shui's face immediately turned shocked:
"Master, you must have seen it wrong. Although it is a transformed spirit demon, it feels like it has only been practicing Taoism for three or four years!"

"Idiot!" Taoist Master Chen slapped his disciple on the back of the head and rolled his eyes.
"If she had thirty or forty years of cultivation, it would be fine. I would just assume she swallowed the Emperor's Blood. But three or four years? Can you run around the streets at three or four years old?"

"..." Le Shui really wanted to say, "When I was three or four years old, you started asking me to wash rice, cook porridge and eat soy sauce." However, he was still sober after being slapped just now, so he just shook his head.

Seeing this, Taoist Master Chen nodded with satisfaction and said:

"That person can attract the moonlight just by standing under the moon. It's obvious that he has cultivated the Taiyin Body to a considerable level. Such a great demon should have a strong suppressing effect on ghosts. Coupled with that terrifying thunder magic, even if the ghost is extraordinary, it shouldn't be able to withstand it, right?"

"But when we saw it before, that spirit... well, the big demon was already injured, and was carried out by Fellow Daoist Feng... Oh! Master, why did you hit me again?"

"You called me Taoist friend? You're so disrespectful! You have to call me Mr. Feng next time you see me, okay?" Taoist Master Chen glared at his disciple, but frowned unconsciously.

"It's impossible to injure a powerful demon... a hundred-year-old corpse is definitely not enough. Could that ghost be a cultivator? Yes! If it's the remnant soul of a demon cultivator, it can explain why thunder magic and demonic energy can't be restrained. But if that's the case, even if it's seriously injured, it can't be killed by a single sword... Not good!"

Taoist Chen's expression changed, and he immediately said:
"If it's the remaining soul of a demon cultivator, I'm afraid he's using a substitute technique. No, Leshui, go back and get the Earth Demon Needle!"

"Then Master, you..."

"Of course I went to find that stinky monk! What are you looking at? Do you want Master to die alone?"

　I wanted to talk about it before, but my schedule was full, so I had to postpone it for two chapters, mainly about firearms.

　　Please, don't think the black market is so omnipotent just because you read some local literature from somewhere, okay?

　　Whether in modern times or ancient times, there are barriers to entry into the black market. It's not something you can just find by simply going into an alley. Not to mention the channels, even if you know where the black market is, they will most likely not do business with you, because without an acquaintance's introduction, no one will sell you things like guns. Not to mention whether you are a good person or not, if you are a fool and don't handle things properly, you will be in trouble if the police track you down.

　　In modern times, he's just a stupid college student who plays mahjong for a few days and expects to go to the black market? Where does he get the confidence that he won't be robbed by the black market?

　　After traveling through time, it's even more outrageous. Just had a conflict with the gang, and you've forgotten it in the blink of an eye? Buying a gun? Dirty joke. You've only been in the county for a few days. If you dare to buy one, will others dare to sell it? You used a gun to kill the county magistrate and the local tycoon, then you stole the money and ran away. If they track you down, will the black market still be open?
　　In the underworld, people pay attention to propriety. Weapons are used to intimidate. If you don’t have the background, no one will know how to use them, and no one will dare to sell you a gun!

　　Still cautious? Selling guns is the biggest imprudence, okay?
　　That's not a fire stick, it's a killer! If you don't buy it, no one will notice you. But if you dare to show any intention of buying it, everyone will stare at you, understand?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)