Dragon Seal

The land of Kunhua is full of outstanding people, and the wind of seeking immortals and asking questions is very popular.Nowadays, the way of immortality is prevalent and the way of magic is on the decline. Even the number one demon sect, Ku Rongdao, dare not do things that are harmful to nature and justice.Therefore, under the protection of Lingxiao Pavilion, one of the four great immortal sects, the Great Zhou Kingdom has been peaceful for hundreds of years.

The Great Zhou Kingdom, which had been peaceful for a long time, has seen another turmoil recently.

At first, a remote mountain village was slaughtered, and only a few weeping village women escaped.They were so frightened that they went crazy, and their words didn't match up.When Da Zhou's patrol went to the mountain village, the seven-foot man who had seen blood was so frightened that his legs went limp.I saw the severed limbs and corpses of the villagers everywhere, suffocating with blood, and the mountain village looked like a hell on earth.At the entrance of the village, he took the corpse and spelled two big characters: ghost call.

This is not over, and then several nearby villages were robbed, and the survivors could not explain why, only the word "ghost call" was actually printed on the ruins, using blood, corpses, and fire.For a while, rumors spread all over the Southern Territory of Great Zhou, and the news that came out became more appalling than the last, but the disciples of the Xianmen who came to investigate did not find any traces of the magic cultivator sacrificing the magic weapon.

Since there is no magic cultivator, it is natural not to work with the priests.The visit of the monks made the tragedy even more famous, and somehow it spread throughout the Great Zhou Kingdom.Who is the culprit? What is "ghost calling"?Some people say that horse thieves are ferocious, some say karma, and some say that evil spirits are at work... Before the Dazhou government could find out what happened, something even bigger happened.

Ruyi villa murder case.

Master Zhao of Ruyi Villa used to be an outer disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion. As he got older, he had no hope of establishing a foundation, so he chose to leave the sect and return to Dazhou to become a rich man.The villa not only manages local trade, but also opens hotels, and has a closer relationship with ordinary people.But even if the owner of the villa has spent a hundred years without being able to build a foundation, the ability to practice Qi at the seventh level and the magic weapon rewarded by the master are there. He was going to be furious over this slander.

But it was Ruyi Villa like this that was killed without leaving behind.

"...the ground was full of blood, a large area of ​​bright red, overflowing from under the crack of the door, and none of the hundreds of people in the whole villa survived." A young man dressed as a ranger said, "The ground is full of broken hands and feet, and brains are slippery. It was sticking to the wall, and the meat still stuck to the shoes after walking a few more steps, and it was only after kicking it off that it was found that it was a severed tongue. At first glance, the owner of the villa sat on the chair, but when he got closer, he opened his eyes. Two eyes, the left eye says 'ghost', and the right eye says 'call'!"

It had only been two days since the Miemen massacre happened, and there were rumors about the massacre everywhere.The ranger talked about this matter in the busiest restaurant in the city, and the unaware locals and those who came for the tragedy listened intently.Perhaps it was because he spoke too vividly, the restaurant was silent for a while, and people actually felt a chill in broad daylight when people were coming and going.

"Fuck!" A big man said in a rough voice, "The left eye ghost and the right eye call? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Not only saw it with my own eyes, but also carved it with my own hands.Wei Zhaoxiang, wearing a knight-errant shell.He was amazed in his heart, he didn't expect that in such a big restaurant, the most frightened people were actually these five big and three thick guys.

Wei Zhao has been soaking in Xuanbingyuan for ten years, and the evil in the world has become a part of him.All the evil thoughts in this world are insignificant in front of Wei Zhao. He is like a humanoid detector, as long as he sits there, he can clearly see the negative emotions of the people around him.

The man who interrupted him looked indifferent, but his heart was trembling with fear.Most of the audience was afraid, and a guest who had a grudge with Ruyi Villa gloated over his misfortune.A thief became greedy for someone's wallet, and another monk who just came down the mountain was greedy for the magic weapon of the villa.The stronger their evil thoughts, the clearer Wei Zhao could read.The more these thoughts, the smoother the magic energy in Wei Zhao's meridians will run.

There were mortals sitting in the restaurant, as well as a number of casual cultivators and disciples of the immortal sect during the Qi training period.They didn't find anything unusual, just like the priests who went to investigate couldn't find the traces of the demon's cultivation of blood energy.This is as it should be, Wei Zhaotu's is not blood.

"I saw it with my own eyes!" Wei Zhao argued with the face of the young ranger, "I walked through the main entrance, and I didn't see any of the servants who were always there! I felt strange, so I turned inside. Wall, walked all the way in, and saw a strange man! He was covered in black mist, with blood dripping on the black mist, and he rushed towards me when he saw me!"

There was a bang in the silent restaurant, and it became lively again.The people who were frightened just now roared with laughter, thinking that this young man was nonsense.Everyone can see that You Xia is a mortal without a trace of true energy. If he really meets the culprit of the Miemen case, there is no life to brag about it here.

"How did you escape? Can't you beat him back?" Someone teased, "Didn't this little brother see it in a dream?"

"Really!" The ranger said loudly, "The strange man rushed towards me, and he was in front of me in no time! I was on an iron bridge, and I took out a unique hidden weapon and threw it at him. As if being picked up by the fire, he retreated with a strange cry!"

The laughter grew louder, swallowing up the second half of You Xia's words.The young ranger's cheeks were flushed, and finally he took out a box from his arms, took out something from the box, and slapped it on the table.

"Look! This is it!" He said hoarsely, "This is the meteorite that fell from the sky! My mother said it can best ward off evil spirits!"

The object on the table he photographed was a black thing, half the size of a palm, like a shell, with sharp and shiny edges.The drinkers glanced at the table and continued to laugh and laugh, as if trying to dispel the fear just now.The young man couldn't bear the boos, put the concealed weapon back into his pocket angrily, and ran out.

The mortals didn't notice that the expressions of a few monks changed slightly, and they followed out not long after.

Wei Zhao didn't go far, and a few monks followed behind him.The monks bumped into each other, and they were divided into several groups to argue for a while. The group with the sword hanging from their waist stood out and rushed forward to stop Wei Zhao.

"Brother." The leading monk hastily cupped his hands, "We are monks from Lingxiaoge, here to investigate the case of Ruyi Villa's extermination. Please accompany us to a secluded place for a briefing."

"Why?" Wei Zhao said vigilantly, "Ling Xiao Pavilion? Is it as powerful as the Beihai Gang?"

The monk froze for a moment, a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the stunned young man in front of him not only didn't buy the face of the High Heaven Pavilion, but also reported the name of a mortal gang.Before he said anything, the younger monk behind him frowned, and said bluntly: "Don't make jokes! Ling Xiaoge suspects that you are related to the Miemen tragedy. Do you want to come with us, or do we have to invite you?"

"Junior brother, don't be rude!" the head monk scolded.He said so, but his eyes were fixed on Wei Zhao.

"In broad daylight... ah no, in broad daylight, the sky is bright, are you going to do it?" Wei Zhao looked surprised, "I know! You are going to steal my things!"

He took a step back, stretched out his hand to open the box, and held the flat "hidden weapon" inside in his hand, as if about to throw it away.The faces of the monks changed greatly, and the leader shouted: "Put it back quickly!" But the ranger thought he had caught something, and stretched out his hand to dance the hidden weapon tightly.

"Senior brother, what nonsense are you talking to him!" The junior brother said anxiously, "If you don't hurry, I'm afraid all cats and dogs will be attracted!"

It's too late.

The cultivators of the small sect who were blocked by the Ling Xiao Pavilion were still hesitating, and several hooded cultivators rushed out from the shadows.Not only the sects investigating the situation came, but also casual cultivators looking for opportunities. These treasure-hunting casual cultivators gathered like birds, and they were not as well-behaved as well-established monks.

Before they arrived, the magic weapon had arrived, and various talisman weapons pulled out several lights and shadows in the air, pointing directly at the ranger holding the hidden weapon.The cultivator of the High Heaven Pavilion immediately drew his sword, and the number one sword sect in the world really lived up to its reputation. One after another, the flying swords were fired first and then put back, and they were evenly matched with the magic weapon in mid-air.

The attacks from both parties did not avoid the ranger, rather, many of them directly aimed at the ranger, trying to cut off his arm and take the hidden weapon in his hand.But the ranger was as slippery as a loach, obviously running in a disorderly manner, but he scrambled and scrambled to avoid a series of attacks.After the first round, several magic weapons fought together, and whoever wanted to attack the ranger would be targeted by several parties, giving the ranger a chance to breathe.

The veiled Sanxiu grabbed the ranger and got on the flying fan. After flying for a few miles, he was poked a few holes by the fan.A big hand went far away to catch the fallen ranger, but just as he grasped the heel of the palm, it was broken by a sword swing.The ranger yelled and rolled to the ground, and rolled into the river in a daze.Suddenly, two loops of ribbon rolled out from under the willow shade, wrapping him tightly.

"Kurong Road!" Someone shouted out loud.

Everyone's expression changed when they heard it, and the owner of the ribbon didn't refute, just smiled coquettishly: "This kind of great gift, I will accept it."

"Demon girl dare!" A loud shout came from a distance, and the Demon Subduing Pestle fell from the sky, breaking the silk belt abruptly.The ranger fell back into the water like a gourd, and rushed forward along the rushing river.

But with a cup of tea, the city is already fighting.In the blink of an eye, monks have been killed and injured, and there will only be more mortals affected.The panic, greed, and murderous intent in the city flowed into Wei Zhao's body continuously, making him feel like drinking fine wine.

The lower reaches of the river are even more mixed, and there is also the industry of Qiantian Valley in Dazhou.If the ranger fell in there with his box, Wei Zhao could laugh out loud thinking about what would happen.But at this moment, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed his shoulders, lifted him up, and threw him to the ground.

Wei Zhao's eyes dimmed, and he had already moved from the noisy river to another dark place.This is the teleportation formation, and it's not the first time Wei Zhao has seen it, so he suddenly figured out a way to keep muddying the water.But just as he turned his head, he froze.

"Put it in the box, the box can isolate the induction." The monk behind said, "The hidden weapon in your hand is not an ordinary thing, it is a dragon scale."

This monk was dressed in a plain Taoist robe, with a peaceful face and a handsome appearance.There was nothing on him, and Wei Zhao could not read any evil thoughts.

But this is not the reason why Wei Zhao was in a daze.

The devilish energy in Wei Zhao's body churned, almost breaking through the fabricated shell and spreading to the outside.The person in front of him is extremely familiar, even after another ten, 20, or 300 years, it is impossible for Wei Zhao to forget this face.

He is Gongliangzhi.