Book of Disaster

This is the effect of the power to destroy demons.

"Once the Zhenwu Holy Sword is unlocked to a higher level and its power to slay demons is enhanced, maybe... I can be completely immune to the influence of the new world on me."

Bai Qi said secretly in his heart, his eyes becoming much brighter.

Although he had the Heaven and Earth Source Stone to help him stabilize his realm, he was still inevitably knocked down a level by the laws of the new world.

Now it seems that the power of demon-slaying can help him be immune to this influence.

"Mr. Bai, are you all right?"

As he was hesitating, Hao Qianyu's voice came into his ears, his face full of attentiveness and concern.

"It's okay. Thank you General Hao for your help just now."

Bai Qi turned around and said with a smile on his face.

"You are too modest. You are so powerful that even without our help, those Cthulhu monsters can't hurt you at all."

Hao Qianyu also smiled.

"hehe."

Bai Qi just laughed and didn't say much.

He had already begun to doubt the deputy general of Daqian Fort, but now was not the time to fall out with him.

The two of them pretended to be nice for a while.

After everyone had rested, they set out again to explore the new world.

……

And just as Bai Qi and others were going deeper and exploring the new world.

The other side.

Under the leadership of several members of the demon hunting team, Zhou Yixian has returned to Daqian Fort through the teleportation array.

"What new world rules are these? They're targeting me alone. Ugh!"

Zhou Yixian looked indignant, his heart full of resentment:

"Even if you beg me, I won't go to that damn place anymore."

"Groove!"

At this moment, outside Daqian Fort, accompanied by the sound of horse-drawn carriages turning, a group of people were slowly approaching Daqian Fort from a distance, which attracted Zhou Yixian's attention.

From afar, the carriages were loaded with large amounts of supplies, with flags flying with big “Yuan” characters written on them.

The soldiers escorting the convoy were all powerful and had sharp eyes. They were obviously the elite in the army.

The leading general rode a tall black divine horse, his aura was like fire, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Another delivery."

Zhou Yixian just took a glance and then looked away.

The new world is not suitable for human habitation, and it is even more impossible to grow food. Therefore, the Yuan Dynasty needs to transport large amounts of supplies into Daqian Fort every once in a while to meet the daily food and clothing needs of tens of thousands of soldiers in Daqian Fort.

This team was specifically responsible for transporting supplies to Daqian Fort.

They had seen this once a few days ago when they first arrived, so Zhou Yixian was not surprised.

Only this time, in a carriage in the middle of the convoy, there was an old man in tattered clothes.

The old man was wearing ragged coarse cloth clothes, his hair was gray and casually draped, his face was sloppy and dirty with a beard, and he looked like a beggar.

At this moment, he was lying in an open carriage full of supplies with his hands spread out in a "big" shape, holding a gourd in his right hand, burping, his cheeks flushed, and looking drunk.

Even from a distance, Zhou Yixian could smell the alcohol on him.

The old man's drunken and decadent appearance was out of place with this disciplined and well-trained army.

But the strange thing was that no one stepped forward to accuse him. Everyone seemed to have not seen him and went on with their own business.

"Wow, who is that old guy? How dare he get drunk on a baggage cart? He's too arrogant. Isn't he afraid of being beheaded?"

From a distance, Zhou Yixian looked at the old man and was also greatly surprised:

"Could he be the father of Xiao Tieheng from Daqian Fort?"

The laws of the Yuan Dynasty were strict, and the old man's arrogant behavior was a serious violation of military discipline.

Apart from this reason, Zhou Yixian couldn't think of any other reason.

However, seeing that no one else said anything, Zhou Yixian naturally would not be the first to speak. He just glanced at the old man twice and then ignored him.

However, what Zhou Yixian didn't know was that his suspicious behavior of peeking around also attracted the old man's attention.

"Hey, why is that little fat guy always looking over here? Could it be that he has discovered me?"

The old man was drunk and muttering to himself, and he couldn't help but look at Zhou Yixian twice.

It was nothing at the first glance, but at the second glance, the old man couldn't help but stare at it, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily a few times.

"This is... Yi Dao's Bagua martial spirit?!"

The old man originally looked drunk, but in an instant, he sat up suddenly, his eyes were bright, and he immediately became much more sober.

There are tens of thousands of martial spirits in the world, but only one in a million can awaken the Yi Dao martial spirit.

This kind of martial spirit is really a rare commodity.

"Strange, strange... In this barren land, there is still a gem waiting for it?"

But it was only for a moment, the old man relaxed his whole body, withdrew his gaze, unscrewed the cork, drank a sip of the old wine, and fell down drunkenly again.

He was talking to himself, but there was no sign of drunkenness in his eyes.

"No wonder this little fat guy keeps looking this way... Interesting, interesting, this is called fate!"

If Bai Qi and others were present, they would be greatly shocked when they heard the old man's words.

After all, Zhou Yixian did not reveal his martial spirit just now, but the old man could see through Zhou Yixian's strengths and weaknesses at a glance. Based on this alone, this old man was extraordinary.

The old man had his back to Zhou Yixian, his five fingers half-covered, moving rapidly as if he was calculating something.

"Superior physique, superior comprehension, and luck... top notch?! What kind of monster is this kid? But, um... what's going on? He's born lazy and has no ambition at all. This is outrageous!"

When the old man started to calculate, his face was full of surprise, but the more he calculated, the darker his face became, his brows furrowed, and he looked unhappy.

That look was so angry that he was shaking.

"Utter wood, rotten wood! You are a piece of mud that can't be helped!"

The old man blew his beard and glared, and cursed twice, but the old man's temper was like the weather in March and a child's face, changing at any time.

"Hey, it's your good fortune to meet me. It's not easy to meet a martial spirit of the divination type. It can be considered a fate. Today, I will accompany you, little fat boy, to have some fun."

The old man grinned, with a malicious look in his eyes.

"Snapped!"

The next moment, the old man grabbed a few soybeans from the sack under him, then rolled over and fell directly from the carriage full of supplies to the ground with a heavy muffled sound.

However, the team escorting the supplies and the guards outside Daqian Fort seemed not to have seen it and continued to move forward on their own.

"Hey, someone fell over there, is there no one to take care of it?"

However, Zhou Yixian heard the sound and couldn't help but look over and spoke.