Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 84 83 Dragon Armor Red Dragonfly
what?
Upon hearing this, Li Cunxiao couldn't help but look at the secret book in his hand.

The cover and edges of the book are already frayed, obviously the previous owner worked very hard on it.

He just took a quick look at it and found that this method was actually a genuine low-grade martial art.

It has all the necessary ingredients for remedies, training methods, magic spells, and visualization diagrams, making it extremely rare.

Logically speaking, even if the servant of the He family grain shop is not very strong in combat, his ability to escape must be top-notch.

In order to keep a muscle realm warrior who is proficient in body movements, the other party must at least reach the level of great success in the second level of training during the third level of training.

But such a master, who is well-known in Chuqiu County, why would he attack the He family's grain transport vehicle? What's his intention?
Besides, it’s already winter. Shouldn’t the grain harvest be completed in autumn?
"We're not going to buy grain, we're going to sell grain."

Mr. He's expression was a little subtle. "My dear nephew, have you heard of Qingmiao money?"

Farmers make their living from the land, and in the extremely cold winter they have no means of livelihood and can only rely on their savings.

By the time next spring comes, we will have to start breeding and planting crops, which may not be enough.

The so-called Qingmiao money is the loan of grain or cash to farmers during the period of lean season, which is then paid back with interest after the autumn harvest.

If farmers were unable to repay, they were forced to use their land as collateral, which was the favorite method of exploitation by the landlords.

Mr. He paid out nine and returned eleven, which was considered quite merciful. The more severe ones were called "doubling interest," where the annual interest rate could be more than double, and if you borrowed, you would basically have no way to make a living.

"But in recent years, natural disasters and man-made disasters have resulted in poor harvests. Some people can't even survive the winter, let alone spring farming."

"Plus, I have some old grain that I'm having trouble selling, so I might as well lend it to the villagers to help them out in this emergency."

"Li Lei is my family's old servant. He never hesitates to do anything when he's paid. This time, he was the one supervising the grain transport."

"But who would have thought that after three days of being away, we would receive the tragic news that the people we met were dead and the food was gone."

Mr. He showed a hint of sadness in his expression. It was obvious that he had some affection for Mr. Li because of his many years of cooperation with him.

"Uncle, when the grain cart left, did it fly the Flying Tiger Escort Agency's flag?"

Seeing Mr. He nod, Li Cunxiao's face became serious, and he felt more and more that this matter was not simple.

It is totally unreasonable to kill a muscle-level priest for a batch of old grain.

Because he was able to kill Li Gongfeng, with that kind of strength, he would not be short of food;

Anyone who would start a war over a batch of old grain would not have the strength to kill Li Gongfeng.

Even if we don't mention these, if the murderer doesn't care about the He family grain shop, doesn't he fear the Feihu Escort Agency?
There are not many candidates with such strength outside Chuqiu City, and the answer is obvious.

Despite this, Li Cunxiao thought about it and decided to accept the secret book.

He usually received a lot of benefits from the He family, so it was only right that he should take care of this matter.

When Mr. He saw this, he finally felt relieved.

"My dear nephew, I don't expect to recover the grain. This time, I just hope you can find the murderer so that I can give an explanation to Li Gongfeng's wife and children."

"As for whether or not we can take revenge after we find out, that's the grain store's business. It has nothing to do with my nephew or the escort agency."

These words were very well said, and it could be said that he was worthy of being the one who built the largest grain shop in the outer city.

After a few more drinks, seeing that Mr. He was obviously exhausted, Li Cunxiao tactfully offered to take his leave.

Why bother to send him all the way to the door? He wanted to say something but stopped himself several times, with a guilty look on his face.

"Brother Li, I was unable to accompany you on this escort mission, and now I'm asking for your help on such a trivial matter. I'm truly ashamed."

He said this not because he felt that he was indispensable as Li Cunxiao's right-hand man.

I simply thought that I should support my friends who were traveling far away for the first time.

But he couldn't even do such a simple thing, and now he's using Li Gongfeng's relics to ask for help.
"Brother He, why are you becoming so nagging?"

Li Cunxiao smiled and punched him on the chest, using a little force this time, and Hebi grimaced in pain.

"I've seen how difficult it is for my uncle. As a child, you naturally have to do your part."

"Your father needs you more than the escort agency and me."

Hebi felt warm in his heart, but before he could say anything cheesy, he heard the other party say:

"Starting tomorrow, you are not allowed to go to the brothel anymore. Come to me when you have nothing to do in the warehouse. I will guide you, Qin Yu, and Wei He."

"You three, practice together. Brother He, I will squeeze every ounce of your potential. Don't let yourself be outdone by this brat."

After saying that, Li Cunxiao jumped on his horse with a big laugh, and Chili quickly ran away, leaving Hebi standing there with a struggling look on his face.

After dozens of breaths, he clenched his fist and made up his mind.

Starting tomorrow, quit masturbating!

"Dragonfly skimming the water and leaping"

It was late at night, and Mu Cha, Wei He and others had already rested.

In the training room covered by black curtains, several candlesticks are brightly lit.

"A great dragon shed its skin by the Si River, and from its scales emerged an insect which in a moment transformed into a red dragonfly. Anyone who caught it would be stricken with malaria.

Nowadays, when people see a red dragonfly, they call it a dragon armor or a dragon grandson, and they dare not hurt it.

"Dragon Armor Vermilion Dragonfly. What a powerful demon! He actually has four special abilities?"

During the day, he just flipped through it briefly at He's house, but now, as he carefully read page by page, Li Cunxiao could feel more and more how precious this secret book was.

This dragonfly skimming the water technique, although there is complete body training in the Qi and Blood Realm, the real essence, or even the entry point, is still in the Muscle Realm.

After inducing a magical breakthrough with the help of rare and valuable medicine, and with the support of the demon leader Dragon Armor Zhu Qing, the changes in this light Kung Fu technique can be said to be earth-shaking.

When people compile martial arts, they love to exaggerate. It is not known whether this demon really emerged from dragon scales, but it does have four powers: resistance to poison, strong armor, treading on water, and riding the wind.

Needless to say, the skills of resisting poison, riding wind, and treading water can further enhance Li Cunxiao's poison resistance, speed, and water combat capabilities.

What is really surprising is the hard armor.

Li Cunxiao's current Tiger Demon Fist and Pure Yang Hand have already covered both tendon and bone training, but the skin training is left empty.

The Dragon Armor Red Dragonfly not only has the agility of a dragonfly, but also has the hardness of the scales of a dragonfly.

After this skill breaks through the muscles, dragon scale patterns will appear on the legs. Three scales are the entry level, six scales are the minor level, and nine scales are the major level.

It is said that after reaching the state of perfection, the red dragon scales will cover both legs completely, and one can move freely underwater and on the ground.

As more dragon scales appear on the legs, the warrior's subcutaneous tissue will also undergo changes, developing shell-like patterns, but they are difficult to see with the naked eye.

Its effect is almost as good as that of a lower-grade horizontal training.

If you look at it separately, the effect of this horizontal training can be said to be not very good, but the key is that it is a light skill!
It can also speed up his leather training!

"One martial art, two effects. It smells good, very good."

Li Cunxiao's eyes lit up as he watched. The biggest difficulty in practicing this martial art, the one-horned black snake's reverse scales required for the demon-luring elixir, was perfectly overcome by the Vajra's power to break through obstacles.

If the breakthrough in tendon training had not exhausted all the Vajra, Li Cunxiao would have wanted to break through right now.

In this case, it is imperative to investigate the attack on the He family's grain cart - Vajra is already hungry and thirsty!
"The Flying Tiger Escort Agency is one of the most powerful forces in the inner city, alongside the three other agencies."

"They even dared to rob a grain cart flying the banner of the Flying Tiger Escort Agency. Isn't the murderer afraid of Zhang Lishi?"

"This is no longer an ordinary gangster, we must use heavy punches!"

In the next few days, Li Cunxiao got the route of the grain carts from the He family and began to trace them one by one according to the map.

Unfortunately, the roads through the countryside where the grain carts passed were all dirt roads, and there had been several snowfalls during the time he was away, which almost covered up all the traces.

Even with Professor Wei He's tracking experience, Li Cunxiao found the investigation extremely difficult. Presumably, the murderer had taken advantage of the snowy winter to embolden himself to commit the robbery.

But Li Cunxiao is not a man who follows the rules.

If there are no clues, then choose a suspect first.

There are more than ten carts of old grain. Excluding the possibility of accidental conflicts, it must be a certain number of groups that have such a demand.

Li Cunxiao rode on a red horse and followed the route where the grain carts were transporting grain. He went one by one and raided six or seven bandit dens.

After going around in circles, as expected, Chai Bang came into view.

With this clue, Li Cunxiao returned to the He family and carefully inquired about the scars on Li Gongfeng's body.

Finally, he put on the two-piece armor he had obtained while escorting the convoy, wore a chain mail belt inside, took Wenjie's poison arrows, carried a Mo Dao, rode a Chili horse, and entered Pingqiu Mountain again.

"Another demon is invading the base?"

Song Qifeng listened to his subordinates' report, frowning as if he was thinking of something.

Although demons are fierce and powerful, their habits are like those of animals and their intelligence is no better than that of beasts.

Although there are occasional demons that can't stand the hunger and go out to hunt in winter, they are ultimately a minority.

But for some reason, recently, even though it is almost the end of the year and the snow is a foot deep, the demons have become unusually active.

They harassed the people every other day, but instead of going to the weaker and more populous villages, they kept attacking the various Chai Gang strongholds.

Not right.

"Where's the Fourth Master?"

"The Fourth Master went to inspect the Iron Forge and hasn't returned yet."

The Fourth Master is Song Qifeng’s fourth brother Song Wuling, the other and only one of the two internal organs master in the Chai Gang.

Song Qifeng nodded when he heard this, waved away the servants, and his face gradually became gloomy.

This year's autumn hunting started off well but ended badly, which may be due to the activeness of demons, but in fact, there was another incident during this period that was more suspicious.

Song Qifeng walked out of the door with a sullen face and turned into a house in the back mountain.

Outside the house, there were more than ten masters with great Qi and blood skills, carrying bows on their backs and holding knives.

Song Qingshan and several other worshippers in the Muscle Realm were even more alert, their eyes scanning the courtyard from time to time.

"Father"

"Gang Leader"

Song Qifeng nodded in response.

"Is there anything unusual?"

"No, I should say, I am very content."

Hearing his son's answer, Song Qifeng frowned even more tightly.

He waved his hand gently, signaling everyone to move away, and walked straight into the yard with a gloomy face.

Song Qingshan had a worried look on his face as he quietly moved closer to the courtyard wall, ignoring everyone around him.

A moment later, a faint quarrel could be heard in the yard, interspersed with Song Qifeng's roar and Monk Kong's slow tone.

A few words such as "food", "escort agency", "nonsense", "revenge", and "fort leader" came into his ears. Soon, Song Qifeng pushed open the door and left in a huff.

"There's a demon in the village. Let Master Kong Xiang take people to investigate!"

"Qingshan, you just watch from the sidelines and report back if anything happens!"

The last two sentences almost came out from between his teeth.

Song Qingshan could hear his father's anger, and he also understood his father's subtext:

The Chai Gang is only responsible for watching, and let Monk Kong's people do the work. Whoever makes the mess must clean up the mess!
"Master Xiang, are we pushing too far by doing this?"

"What if Song Qifeng changes his mind and turns around to expose us to that bastard Murong Bo?"

Kong Su followed Monk Kong, strolling in the snow on Pingqiu Mountain with a worried look on his face.

"Scared?"

Monk Kong chuckled and looked around. There were only a dozen or so disciples of the Ming Cult patrolling the mountains and forests.

Song Qingshan's men were all outside the snow forest, setting up tents, roasting fire and drinking.

"Master! I'm not afraid of death, I'm only afraid of not being able to complete the mission entrusted to me by the Holy Church!"

Kong Su's expression was devout and passionate. He was a master in the sect who had recently broken through to the realm of muscle, so Monk Kong naturally wouldn't say too much and quickly tried to comfort him.

"I know you are loyal to the Holy Church, but this leader Song and the Chai Gang have never bathed in the light of the Holy Fire. They just want to drive the tiger to devour the wolf."

"It's been two months since we've been here. Besides helping us build the temple, what else has Song Qifeng done?"

"Nothing. He even secretly restricted our missionary work, carefully calculating the food we were given, refusing to give us anything more than half a pound. Even if we went down the mountain to the countryside, he couldn't show any mercy to those foolish men and women."

"If he hadn't robbed the grain cart and taken down the Flying Tiger flag, Song Qifeng might have considered forming an alliance with the escort agency."

"While the snipe and the clam are fighting, he's the fisherman? Wishful thinking!"

Kong Su suddenly understood when he heard this.

"So you had anticipated this long ago. Was it your plan that the demon's unusual movements would force Song Qifeng to set us free?"

"No," the smile on Monk Kong's face finally faded.

"Song Qifeng will lift the ban on us because the altar master will arrive before the end of the year."

"Song Qifeng and Song Wuling, the Chai Gang only has two people in the Zangfu realm."

"Alt Master Wu Yuan has come here with three other altar masters. Soon, he will no longer have the final say in the affairs of the Chai Gang."

"As for the demons, I'm afraid they're just revenge for what happened at the He family grain shop. But I've never heard of them hiring a priest who's skilled in demon hunting."

"Could it be the Flying Tiger Escort Agency? Or that Li Cunxiao? Where did he get the method to prepare the demon bait?"

Monk Kong frowned.

Robbing the He family's grain store was his carefully selected target.

If the Chai Gang plays both sides, bad things will definitely happen.

He knew that the He family had the amulet of the Flying Tiger Escort Agency, so he deliberately provoked Song Qifeng to completely lose his retreat and have no choice but to turn to the Ming Cult.

"The tiger's power remains even after its death, and the world has not yet changed hands."

The imperial court dispatched a large army to block the Yellow King and the Holy Religion in Bozhou.

"If it weren't for this, the sect only needed to send a Huangting Realm expert here, and Chuqiu would change hands in an instant, and there would be no chance for Zhang Lishi, Murong Bai and the like to show off their power."

Kong Su didn't know what his incense master was thinking, so he couldn't help but laugh when he heard this:

"Master Xiang is worrying too much. During the last autumn hunt, Li Cunxiao was captured by a demon."

"It's a pity that supplies are scarce and there's not enough bait. Otherwise, we might have attracted a third-level demon and wiped out all the forces in the city."

"Okay, so it was you guys who did this!"

It was like a thunderclap exploding out of nowhere. Amidst loud shouts, the snow beside the two men suddenly exploded, and a figure emitting burning blood and energy suddenly rushed out and slapped Kong Su's back fiercely!
(End of this chapter)