Ziwei Immortal Path

Chapter 27 Demon

The lamp is as small as a bean.

Huang was awakened from her sleep by the sudden brightness. With her sleepy face wrinkled, she reached out to block out the light and cursed, "You're just pooping, why are you lighting a lamp? The moon is so big outside, can't you see?"

"You bastard! You can sleep like that, get up now!"

Old man Chen, wearing slippers, pulled his wife out of bed and said angrily,

"Hurry up, hurry up and get up, I forgot something! I forgot something!"

"What did you forget?"

The spring night was quite cold. Huang saw the old man's anxious look and quickly picked up the coat from the bedside and put it on. She looked puzzled and asked as she put it on.

"You idiot!"

Old man Chen squatted under the bed with a lamp in his hand and found his shoes. He took them out and put them on, cursing,
"Did you forget what our eldest son gave us? Where is it? Why don't you find it for me right away?"

Huang cried out in surprise, hurriedly slipped on her slippers, went to the house to find the key, opened the cabinet, took out a small cloth bag, and stamped her feet, saying, "Yes, how could I have forgotten about this matter! What should I do now?"

"What should I do? The immortal is still at the ferry, and tomorrow is Grain Rain. Is there any need to ask? Hurry and bring me the lantern!"

Old man Chen turned around to look for his hat.

"Yes, yes, yes! Send it over overnight!"

Huang put the cloth bag on the table, turned around and hurriedly went out of the inner room, came over with a lantern and handed it over, then picked up the cloth bag and held it carefully.

"Open it again and take a look, don't take the wrong one!"

Old man Chen fiddled with the lantern, glanced at it and said casually.

"Good good."

Huang didn't dare to make a sound. She lowered her head and opened it carefully. This thing was originally given to her by Old Man Chen for safekeeping. He didn't want her to forget it. At this moment, she was in the wrong and naturally didn't dare to talk back.

The cloth bag was opened, and in the flickering light of the fire, three golden ingots were revealed.

It turned out that after hearing Xu Boyang's story about his son, Old Man Chen was so happy that he could not help but throw Xu Boyang's warnings out of his mind. Not long after, he ran to the town to tell his eldest son.

His eldest son was already running an inn in the town and lived a wealthy life. When he heard that his younger brother was in charge of the Immortal Market, he immediately came up with an idea.

He had been in Wuyin Town for many years, and was also running an inn business. He traveled a lot and had long known that there was an immortal market on Xinyue Lake, and that many mortals made a living there.

He immediately proposed to his father the idea of ​​opening a shop in Xianren Market.

Old man Chen didn't understand any of this. When he heard that his eldest son was going to open a shop on the fairy mountain, he thought it was a great thing. As long as the shop was opened, he would have a reason to go to the fairy mountain. In this way, he would be able to see his son every day. He immediately smiled from ear to ear and agreed and came down.

Considering that opening a shop requires money, the eldest son generously took out three gold bars and gave them to Old Man Chen to bring back, and asked him to ask in the letter first. As a result, the old couple only talked about their youngest son today, but completely forgot about the eldest son.

Old man Chen couldn't sleep well all night and kept thinking about it. Finally, he remembered it in the middle of the night when he slapped his forehead.

"It's all your fault. The Immortal has been here for so long, you should have taken it out earlier. Why did you lock it in that broken cabinet? Idiot!"

Old man Chen carefully packed up the cloth bag. He was in a depressed mood and still cursed before leaving.

After being married for so many years, Huang was already used to hearing this. She remained silent, holding onto the door frame and admonishing, "Dad, please walk slowly. The immortal won't leave until tomorrow. There's no rush. Walk slowly, okay?"

"I understand! Noob!"

Old man Chen replied impatiently, holding the lantern, he walked out of the yard, looked around, and then went to the ferry.

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Chen Baochong tossed and turned on the bed in the room. At his current level, he no longer needed to sleep to conserve his energy. Just meditating could make him feel a hundred times more energetic.

It was a pity that his mind was not stable today and he gave up several meditation sessions. There was nothing he could do as his heart had already flown to the south bank of Xinyue Lake, to the reed marsh that he had been dreaming about.

When I thought about going home tomorrow and seeing my parents tomorrow, I was so excited that I couldn't feel any more. There was no point in practicing kung fu or meditating. I was so anxious the whole day today that I couldn't muster any interest in doing anything.

After all, he is young, his cultivation is shallow, he has not yet established a foundation, and he has not yet built up a heart of Tao.

I have never seen the withered bones of the green mountains, I have never seen the rise and fall of buildings, I cannot sever the ties of the world, and I cannot understand the sorrows and joys of the world.

Since I can’t meditate, I can only sleep peacefully.

As a result, I couldn't fall asleep and kept tossing and turning in bed.

Until midnight, it was too hard to bear, so I just got up and cursed in my heart:
"Chen Baochong, ah Chen Baochong, you are still too honest!"

"Tomorrow is Grain Rain, and with so many Jiangzuo disciples still here, you won't be missing when the handover takes place. Since you have the abbot's token, no one will dare to stop you. Why don't you set off tonight? You'll arrive in half an hour at most, and then you can give your parents a surprise!"

After all, he was young and had a determined mind. He packed up immediately and was ready to go in just a moment.

After leaving the dormitory, he looked at the sky, and without hesitation, he summoned his flying sword and soared into the air.

Sure enough, I met a fellow disciple who was on night duty on the way, but I didn't recognize him.

Chen Baochong took out the token and shook it, saying loudly: "I am under the order of the abbot to leave the mountain for an urgent matter!"

When the disciple saw the token, his expression changed immediately. He dared not say anything else and immediately lowered his head to make way for him to pass.

Chen Baochong smiled faintly: "My dear senior brother, it is the dead of night and the matter is urgent. I am Chen Baochong, a cultivator from Jiangzuo and the on-duty steward. Please inform the on-duty hall of my departure tomorrow!"

"Sure, sure! It's just a piece of cake!"

Seeing his politeness, the monk immediately agreed.

"Thank you!"

Chen Baochong clasped his fists and immediately used his flying sword to fly out of the mountain protection formation, dragging a long sword energy across the night sky.

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Under the moonlight, in the reed marsh, shadows danced, and a red light flashed as fast as lightning!

Five feet away, Xu Boyang became alert, and then he suddenly heard a gust of wind behind him. He was startled and had no time to use the "magic movement technique". He stepped forward with his left foot, fell down, and quickly retreated, blocking the way with the Qingyuan sword in his hand!

"Oh!"

A muffled sound!
An incomparable force came over him, and Xu Boyang only felt a sharp pain in his arm. With a thought, the spiritual energy of Huangting in his body [Shanyin Night Snow] was like a wandering dragon, instantly filling his limbs, and he finally managed to resist it.

Suddenly, the figure fell backwards from the boulder, shocked and angry, his brows raised, he looked up and said in a deep voice:

"How dare you! Who are these rogues who dare to attack in the middle of the night?"

He was about to speak when a red light descended. Xu Boyang's pupils suddenly contracted in shock. Atop the boulder, a half-man, half-fish monster bared its teeth, gazing gloomily at him.

Demon!
This word immediately popped up in Xu Boyang's mind!

His heart was pounding with fear, his chest heaving, and he stared at the other person carefully, not daring to move.

This fish monster was no more than three feet tall, its lower body as naked as a child, but covered with crimson scales. It had a white head, but its mouth and neck were crimson. It had a pair of wings on both sides of its cheeks, flapping them. Its two copper bell-like vertical pupils revealed a ferocious look, and its big mouth was dripping with mucus, slowly opening and closing.

"Qiang Qiang!"

He suddenly opened his mouth wide and an obscure and ear-piercing sound came from his throat.

In the middle of the night, a monster with such an ugly appearance suddenly appeared on the wilderness mudflat and made such a strange noise. Xu Boyang shuddered and felt a chill down his spine.

"This... is a fish monster? Where did it come from?"

Xu Boyang stared at it intently, not daring to leave for a moment, but his heart was thundering and full of doubts.

He had been on the south bank of Xinyue Lake for three months and had never found any ferocious creatures. In fact, he had not seen any monsters since the white-winged bird monster. According to Fei Wenyu, weren't these wild monsters hiding in the Ten Thousand Mountains?

How come you suddenly appear here?

"No, this monster is in the water. It's probably not the barbarian monster Fei Wenyu mentioned!"

"It can only make strange noises, so it probably hasn't awakened yet. Logically, its strength shouldn't be very strong. Let's just repel it first."

His mind raced, and he suddenly understood. His mood gradually calmed down from the initial panic. He then silently practiced his profound skills, made a sword move, and the Qingyuan Sword lit up again with a "swish" sound, spitting out a sword light.

He shouted in a deep voice:

"You bold monster, retreat immediately!"

"Qiang Qiang!"

When the fish demon saw the sword light, he suddenly became extremely irritable, and he screamed loudly, and fell to the ground with his hands and feet. His round eyes were bulging with bloodshot pupils.

Suddenly, a red light flashed, and it opened its bloody mouth, dragged a long line of mucus, and rushed towards him again!

Under the moonlight, Xu Boyang saw it clearly, and stepped out with his left foot, stirring up pebbles on the ground!
In an instant, his body turned three times in the air, moved away, stepped forward with his right foot, shook his hand, and started with the sword move of "Canglang Sword Technique", and a sword light of Qingyuan Sword was swung out!
Fortunately, Xu Boyang guessed it right. This fish monster had no intelligence and was just a stupid creature. It didn't know anything about attack and defense. It just relied on its thick skin and rushed forward recklessly.

It missed its target and didn't know how to dodge, so Xu Boyang immediately seized its weakness and stabbed it in the back with a sword. It immediately screamed in pain with its mouth open!
The sound of "clang! clang!" never stops!
Xu Boyang succeeded in his first move, but he didn't dare to advance any further. He quickly drew his sword and jumped back three feet, fearing that the fish monster would make a follow-up move and use some strange magic again.

He performed a "divine movement" technique and slapped it on his leg, preparing for battle. Unexpectedly, the demon had no tricks up its sleeve, just clawing at the ground and screaming. Seeing a large hole in its back covered in blood, he secretly rejoiced.

"It seems that it is really just a stupid monster that uses brute force, not a big monster or a monster. Now that my sword skills are perfect and my sword light is ready, the little fish monster is looking for death."

The fish demon was stabbed by a sword and staggered. He was furious with pain and turned around. A pair of wings on his cheeks flapped up, making only a buzzing sound. Suddenly, his whole body slowly floated up!
"This beast can actually fly?"

Xu Boyang felt something was wrong, and sure enough, he saw it let out a strange cry and flew towards him again!
Duck down and get away!

Hold the sword and slash upwards!

Another sword light flashed by!
"Hey!"

Immediate results!

Another hole opened in the fish monster's abdomen!
“Clang, clang, clang! Clang, clang, clang!”

The more injured the fish monster was, the more it screamed and the crazier it became. It didn't care about its own torn flesh and skin, and kept circling in the air, attacking Xu Boyang in an overwhelming manner!

Xu Boyang moved around, becoming more and more courageous as the fight went on. The sword shone fiercely, blood spurted out, and his whole body moved as fast as fallen leaves swept by a strong wind, yet not a single leaf touched him.

But in a moment, he was confident.

"Hmph! Stop yelling! I want to see which is stronger, your body or my sword!"

He snorted coldly, stepped on the golden light, and turned from defense to offense. He dodged a bite like a shadow, and in just three steps he got behind the fish monster, swung out the Qingyuan sword, and slashed at its back!

"Hey!"

This sword light seemed to have captured a moment of moonlight, and the immortal picked up a strand of it and let it fall down!

Blood splattered everywhere!

Before the fish monster could react, it was cut in half by a sword!
Blood was splattered all over the mudflat!
Xu Boyang was hanging upside down on Qingyuan, and couldn't help laughing out loud, with a look of great triumph on his face. He had thought it would be a fierce battle, but he didn't expect to win so easily.

This was largely due to his many years of escorting and his extensive experience in fighting enemies. He had long since realized that this monster was just stronger and faster, with no other changes. He only needed to avoid the strong forces and not engage in a head-on confrontation with it, and he would be invincible.

Then he thought again and felt a little regretful. It was a pity that his cultivation was not enough at the moment and he could not use any powerful magic. Otherwise, why would he do this? He could probably kill him with just one sword!

"I remember that the Taoist priest also took the bird demon away last time. Could it be that the demon has some spiritual object?"

Xu Boyang thought in his mind, walked over and squatted down to check the body of the fish monster. Sure enough, he found a small ball of flesh like a bead in its abdomen, which was blue all over. Unfortunately, its body was split into two halves by his sword.

After taking a look at it, he felt a little sorry for it. He reached out and tore it off, then examined it carefully in the moonlight.

A hundred feet away from him, underwater, a young man in white scale armor was spitting out his tongue. His pair of vertical pupils looked through the pitch-black lake water, silently watching everything that had just happened, with deep resentment in his pupils.

There was also a fish monster next to it, which looked exactly the same as the one that attacked Xu Boyang on the shore, except that there was a red blood mark on its white head. It was five feet tall and shaped like a yellow-mouthed child, holding a trident in its hand.

"This damn Daozi!"

When the blood-marked fish demon saw Xu Boyang tearing off his inner elixir, his heart trembled. He summoned his demonic power, cursed, and said directly to the man in scaly armor:
"She Pingfu, can you see this guy's strength?"

It opened its big fish mouth and spoke fluently, but its tone was a little stiff.

She Pingfu beat his chest and stamped his feet, sighing:
"Yan Gang, you and I have both been fooled by this kid!"

Ray was startled and asked, "What kind of trick did you fall for? What did you see?"

She Pingfu was heartbroken and furious, and shouted:
"You and I have been leading our tribe to the south bank for ten days! If it weren't for this kid sitting on this big rock every day to block our way, we would have escaped by now!"

"I saw him dressed neatly and with an outstanding temperament, absorbing spiritual energy here every day. I was afraid that he was a foundation-building master sent by Daozi, deliberately waiting here for an opportunity. So I didn't dare to get close to him easily, let alone act rashly. I didn't expect that when I took a risk today, he turned out to be a minor cultivator without any spiritual awareness!"

"It really pisses me off!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Gang was overjoyed and said, "Brother She Ping, what are you and I waiting for? I'll go and quickly gather the troops and my tribesmen and kill them all!"

She Pingfu gnashed his teeth, slapped his chest, and said with bared teeth:
"That's right! Quickly gather the tribesmen. I'll go up and kill this damned brat first!"

"If we can't break out of Xinyue Lake and go to the Southern Wilds for help, how can we be worthy of the deceased General Yuan Fin? I heard that Daozi is internally empty. Tonight, we will massacre the South Bank with blood! To comfort his spirit in heaven!"

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