Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 92 Chapter 91 Bow down, Shanshan is late

"White Ape Spiritual Marrow Pill, the secret medicine for the Ye family's White Ape Cannon Punch"

"According to Master Zhang, its bone-cleansing and marrow-cleansing effects are as effective as tiger bone chalcedony paste."

"There are sixty pills in five bottles. I'm afraid it's enough for me to complete my bone training."

Li Cunxiao played with the celadon bottle and poured out a pill. The pill was black and brown in color. He put it to his nose but could not smell anything. However, there was clearly no wax coating on the outside.

"Is the medicinal property so restrained?"

Li Cunxiao swallowed it down with a gulp, and soon felt a gentle medicinal power in his stomach, which was continuous like a silk thread, penetrating into the bone marrow along the flesh and fascia, and a tingling sensation spread all over his body.

"So gentle?"

Li Cunxiao now understood why the White Ape Spirit Marrow Pill was so famous.

According to Zhang Lishi, the pills were not calcined by the Taoist Dan Ding using the fire of true qi, so they were not actually pills at all, but just pills made of medicinal mud.

Because these pills contain demonic materials, they are often very potent and cause severe reactions when taken, but they also often result in a lot of waste.

In the past, every time Li Cunxiao took a pill, he would do it as if he were going to a battle, and he would practice boxing and stance training as quickly as possible to digest the medicinal effects as much as possible.

Otherwise, once time passes, the unabsorbed medicinal power will be excreted along with the waste in the body.

Even though Li Cunxiao now has a strong constitution blessed by the three demons, he cannot absorb the medicine 100% when taking it. He will always lose 20% to 30%. The situation for other ordinary warriors can be imagined.

"But this White Ape Spirit Marrow Pill is like the Silk-Wrapping Hand in martial arts. It penetrates deep into the bone marrow and remains lingering, allowing the body to absorb the medicinal power to the greatest extent."

Li Cunxiao took the pill after lunch, but the medicinal power was not fully absorbed into his body until dinner time.

The bone marrow deep within the body felt hot and itchy, as if undergoing a new growth.

"Junior Brother Ye, this gift is truly precious."

After Mu Cha and Ye's father and mother finished their dinner and left the table, Li Cunxiao poured a glass of wine for Ye Chengxiao, who quickly took it with both hands.

"Brother, you saved my family's life. What are a few bottles of pills?"

So arrogant? If you don't know, you might think you opened the Ye family warehouse.
Li Cunxiao was trying not to laugh in his heart, but he wasn't too worried about the Ye family causing trouble later.

To put it bluntly, this time it was the Ye family and the Xiao family who were secretly plotting something. They deliberately chose Xiao Mei to deal with Ye Chengxiao just because the two were from the same school. If the incident were to come to light, Zhang Lishi would be embarrassed, but the two families would be able to get away with it cleanly.

But correspondingly, if things fail, it is the Feihu Escort Agency's internal affairs, and it is not the turn of the Ye and Xiao families to interfere.

The secret medicine was stolen?

That's because you didn't guard it properly!

I, Li Cunxiao, am Zhang Lishi’s direct disciple and a rising star in Chuqiu City. Do I need those pills from your family?

As for Junior Brother Ye?
We are all family. At worst, I can just take a little loss and act as a peacemaker.

Besides, putting aside the facts, aren't you at fault at all?!

Almost done.

"By the way, Junior Brother, I see that this White Ape Spiritual Marrow Pill has a mild medicinal property. Can it be used to improve my brother's bones and lay a solid foundation?"

Ye Chengxiao's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he looked at Li Cunxiao in disbelief.

There are many people who have achieved great success in the three muscle exercises, but how many people have been stumped by the perfection of the three exercises?

Secret medicines such as the White Ape Spirit Marrow Pill have always been in short supply and are rare resources that are traded between several major families.

Ye Chengxiao sneaked into the warehouse and took only twenty bottles, but he still reluctantly gave a quarter of them to repay his family's benefactor.

As for the rest, without the support of the Ye family behind him, if he wants to maintain his vigorous and diligent progress in cultivation, he can't just rely on the monthly salary from the escort agency.

He took fifteen bottles of White Ape Spirit Marrow Pills, kept some for his own use, and sold the rest on the black market. The money he earned was enough for Ye Chengxiao to cultivate to muscle perfection.

But now Li Cunxiao said that he wanted to use such a precious secret medicine to cut the bones and cleanse the marrow of a ten-year-old child?
What a luxury!

"Brother, it's okay, but isn't it a bit too extravagant?"

Li Cunxiao only heard the first half of the sentence and made up his mind to start cutting Mu Cha's bones and washing his marrow tonight.

As for himself, with the blessing of the vajra, it is not difficult for him to break through the realm.

He has realized that he cannot use the same educational methods from his previous life on his younger brother.

If you truly love your family, you must give them the power to protect themselves and the mind to match that power.

Otherwise, the path of demonic martial arts is extremely difficult and dangerous. If you take a wrong step, you will either go crazy or die.

The foundation of wooden fork must be laid from an early age!

"Fortunately, I can purify the evil spirit in my flesh and blood, so the risk of Mu Cha becoming possessed by a demon is much lower than for others."

"I can't always be a loving mother. It's time to train my younger brother."

Li Cunxiao looked at his younger brother playing in the courtyard, who sneezed for some reason.

Mu Cha: I feel uneasy.

"That's good. By the way, Junior Brother, what did you want to say just now?"

Ye Chengxiao saw the concern in Li Cunxiao's eyes for Mu Cha.

He suddenly felt a sense of envy inexplicably, and at the same time, he immediately made a decision, and the words on his lips suddenly changed:
".I mean, if we need to cleanse Mu Cha's bones and marrow, aren't the five bottles we gave him earlier too few?"

After saying this, under Li Cunxiao's surprised gaze, Ye Chengxiao forced a smile and took out two more bottles of White Ape Spirit Marrow Pills from his arms.

"This is my rent for staying at my senior brother's house."

"Please take good care of me in the escort agency in the future."

Good boy, you want to improve so much? You've already paid the protection fee.
Li Cunxiao looked deeply at the young man in front of him.

Although the two are only one or two years apart in age, he always appears more mature because of his appearance and behavior.

Although Ye Chengxiao was immature in the past, he has been able to stand up again and again after suffering setbacks. He has even become more flexible in dealing with people and even knows to ask for more money?
There is a future.

"Junior brother, I don't like to play tricks, I'll just say it straight."

"From today on, we are family. If you run into trouble in the future, come find me."

"I'll invite Escort Chief Ge Yingyang and some escorts I'm familiar with to come to my house for a drink someday. You can sit next to me."

This means to fully accept Ye Chengxiao.

"As for this elixir, I, Li Sanlang, never take advantage of others—Wei Ying, get me one thousand taels."

"After you leave the Ye family, you will need money a lot in the future. If you don't have enough, come to me."

Ye Chengxiao turned around and saw Wei Ying, the housekeeper of Li Cunxiao's mansion, coming forward with a tray.

There were not only silver notes of denominations of ten, fifty, and one hundred taels, but also some silver ingots and loose change for pocket money, which had obviously been prepared long ago.

Ye Chengxiao looked at the mighty young man beside him again, and seemed to feel the domineering aura emanating from him. His heart was shocked, and he bowed his head:

"Big brother!"

"Good brother!"

The two men held each other's arms, full of sincere friendship. Li Cunxiao didn't know why he thought of Cao Mengde again, and he blurted out:

"I have a virtuous brother to help me, just like having a fierce tiger!"

The wooden sword in Mu Cha's hand slammed to the ground. He looked at the two of them from a distance, and his little face suddenly deflated.

Oh no, our house was robbed!
"Xiao Yi died? At home?"

These words kept echoing in Xie Donglai's mind. Wearing armor stained with blood, he roughly pushed aside the servants who had no time to greet him on the way, until he pushed open the simple mourning hall decorated with white silk flowers.

Zhao Xiaoyi lay on the ground with a purple face, a strange smile on his face. Xie Donglai was furious for a moment.

“Who did this!!!”

"uncle."

Murong Bo was about to step forward, but was stopped by Murong Bai, who also had a sad face.

"Xie, Brother, I'm sorry for this. That thief was so fast that even Bo'er, who was at the Viscera Realm, couldn't catch up with him."

"Please accept my condolences"

I'm so sorry! It wasn't your nephew who died!
Xie Donglai's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a hint of madness in them. Murong Bo's face suddenly darkened, and he used a special method to stimulate his vocal cords:
"Xie Donglai!"

Although it was not the authentic Buddhist lion's roar, this wake-up call finally interrupted those crazy thoughts.

Reason and sadness returned to Xie Donglai's eyes. He was silent for a moment, and after a while he said:
"I want to be alone with Xiao Yi for a while."

The door closed, and Murong Bo secretly glanced at the armored figure kneeling beside the corpse, as if he was thinking of something in the past.

"The demonic martial arts are nourished by the darkness of the human heart. Normally, one can handle things with clarity, but when faced with a major change, extreme joy, sorrow, and hatred can easily lead to insanity and demonic possession."

"Old Xie has practiced for many years after all, so he'll be fine after a while."

Murong Bo thought his son was worried about his subordinates, so he casually explained and asked with concern:
"Bo'er, are you feeling okay?"

Murong Bo bowed his head respectfully, "As long as I have the cassock, I am fine."

Although he said so, there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his expression.

At that time, he was stuck at the critical moment of breaking through the internal organs and could not make any progress. At this time, he suddenly heard that the stone and iron were advancing into the internal organs, and his emotions suddenly became confused and he became crazy.

Now that he has been in seclusion for many years, he is confident that he has calmed his mind, but his father is always worried that he will have another attack, which makes him a little unhappy.

"Bo'er, can you tell what kind of Qinggong the person fighting with you is using?"

His father's words interrupted some bloody memories, and Murong Bo thought about it carefully.

"That man has perfect muscles at best, and his boxing and hidden weapon techniques are not typical in the city. But his agility is unprecedented in my life."

"If I must say, he does resemble Li Lei, the patron saint of the He family grain shop, whom my father mentioned before."

"You mean the Dragonfly Leaping Technique?"

In the small city of Chuqiu, all the muscle warriors have names.

No matter his background or martial arts skills, after years of mixing together, nothing can be hidden except the trump card he has kept.

Murong Bo couldn't help but snort coldly when he heard this.

"War is coming. Now that the Ye and Xiao families have returned, it's time to keep the food in our hands."

"The He family grain shop is quite sensible this year. They've been able to hold back on lowering the price. But after the New Year, we still can't keep them."

"This Li Lei had some friendship with the old man of the He family. It's appropriate that he died now."

"Otherwise, we could use this as an excuse to kill a bunch of pigs before the New Year."

Cold words came out of Murong Bo's mouth, but Murong Bo's expression did not fluctuate much after hearing them.

"Father, this thief claims to be the leader of the Ming Cult. How credible do you think he is?"

"I don't even believe it's half done." Murong Bo raised his hand to catch the flying snow and said sarcastically:

"The Ming Cult is a cesspool. All the dirty deeds of all kinds of people are dumped in it."

But when he said this, he changed the subject.

"But it's not inappropriate to put the blame on the Ming Cult. It's not the first time anyway."

There was a creaking sound behind him, and Xie Donglai pushed the door open and walked out.

His expression returned to calm, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that he was just suppressing his inner anger, like a dormant volcano, which, once erupted, would unleash a terrifying rage.

"Your Excellency, the Ming Cult thieves attacked and killed the relatives of the government officials. Their audacity is unparalleled, and their crimes are extremely heinous. I petition you to immediately conduct a city-wide search, arrest the Ming Cult's spies, and then, with lightning speed, exterminate all the evil members of the rural cult to set things right!"

Hearing his old friend's words one by one, Murong Bai couldn't say no.

Moreover, war was not far away, and eliminating dissidents and controlling the city was exactly what should be done, which coincided with his idea.

"Yes! In addition to the 150 city guards, I will also give you 50 private soldiers of the Murong family."

"We must do our utmost to achieve our goal. We would rather kill the wrong person than let him go!"

Xie Donglai clasped his hands together, saluted, and turned away without saying a word. The armor plates on his clothes rubbed against each other, making a clanging sound.

That night, two hundred soldiers searched the entire city, and the shantytowns in the outer city were targeted.

Although dozens of Mingjiao spies were indeed captured and killed, the number of innocent poor people who died was four or five times that number.

When the vegetable market was filled with the heads of Mingjiao monsters, Xie Donglai, who was still furious, immediately led his troops to attack the villages within a radius of 50 miles from the county town.

When they returned to the city every day, these soldiers were all covered in blood and had a strong murderous aura, as if they were transforming into real warriors.

It is unknown whether the victims under his sword were Mingjiao demons or refugees suffering from hunger and cold.
"You bastard official! This is too much!"

On a peak of Pingqiu Mountain, in Wuming Temple, forty or fifty people in white clothes and black hats gathered here, and the mood was very excited.

"What Zhao Xiaoyi? I've never heard of him. It wasn't one of ours who killed him!"

"It's all the fault of those scumbags in the martial arts world. They always try to pin the blame on the Holy Church, causing our brothers and sisters in the Church to suffer undeserved disasters!"

"We can't just sit there and wait for death. If we let Xie Donglai, that lackey, continue to kill, all the strongholds we've painstakingly built will be wiped out!"

"But now that Master Kong Xiang is dead, what can we, the group at the Qi and Blood Realm, do?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone suddenly became depressed.

The dozens of people who are here now either escaped the disaster due to luck, or were secretly brought here under the protection of the Chai Gang.

Xie Donglai was arresting and killing people everywhere. Song Qifeng thought that the matter was exposed and almost wanted to sell out the remaining members of the Ming Cult.

However, since the leader of the Ming Cult, Wu Yuan, was not coming, he did not dare to act rashly and could only support these survivors first.

"Now that I'm here today, you don't have to worry anymore."

Suddenly a voice was heard outside Wuming Temple. Everyone was startled and rushed out of the door, only to see a man in white clothes, a black hat, and a golden robe leading the way, followed by three people dressed similarly but wearing ordinary patchwork clothes.

Further behind him came Song Qifeng, the leader of the Chai Gang, who had a complicated but somewhat relieved expression.

"You, you are the leader of the Wuyuan Sect!"

Everyone was overjoyed, and some even choked up.

"Master, it's good that you're here. That dog official is going too far."

Wu Yuan gently pushed his palm and spoke softly, as if there was a strange power that soothed everyone's emotions.

"I already know everything. Murong Bai killed my brothers and sisters, and he must pay with blood."

Song Qifeng's heart skipped a beat, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Master Wu, Xie Donglai's army is at its peak right now, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate..."

"I don't intend to confront him head-on right now. Besides, my followers are injured and need to recuperate."

Wu Yuan smiled like a spring breeze, and the words he uttered made the congregants excited, but made Song Qifeng, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, feel like he was falling into an icy cave:

".Wait until the 18th, during the Lantern Festival. Gang Leader Song needs to join forces with me. We will work together."

"Cut off Murong Bo's dog head!"

(End of this chapter)