Dongdong!

Dongdong!

In the scarlet light, everyone seemed to hear their heartbeat.

Du Rushe was sweating coldly, and looked at several of his subordinates who fell down and turned into mummies.

It's like... some invisible monster sucking their vitality!

‘No, I’m afraid this is not a monk, but a... a demon!’

Du Rushe's teeth were trembling, holding her fan tightly, her joints were pale.

He also knew that it was okay to use this inexpensive magic weapon in his hand to deal with ordinary people, but dealing with demons is just a dream!

"Hehe... This woman can be dealt with at will, but my master said that her things should be used as a reward for protecting these days!"

A soft voice sounded.

Lu Luo's expression became extremely complicated, and it was obvious that this was Qin Weiyin's voice!

"Miss Qin, where is Mr. Fang? Save me, save me!"

She didn't care about her previous grudges and hurriedly asked for help.

However, that voice never appeared again.

Even Lu Luo suddenly felt a lighter on his chest, as if something was missing, and the red light around him disappeared.

"Leave?"

Du Rushe wiped the cold sweat and glared at Lu Luo: "You woman, you get along with me as soon as you go out..."

Although he was cursing, seeing Lu Luo seemed to have something to do with a great monk.

Even though the man didn't care much, Du Rushe didn't dare to use any means to Lu Luo anymore. He could only use one big move: "Bind it back to the hall first, please let the master decide everything..."

In his heart, he had some inexplicable premonition.

This time, I am afraid that the master of the hall will not be able to handle this matter, so at least he has to ask a flag to come forward!

...

"Owner!"

In a restaurant, Qin Weiyin bowed and handed a silk book with a few parts of body temperature to Zhong Shenxiu.

Zhong Shenxiu took it, but he didn't care about the faint fragrance on the silk book, and said with a smile: "This book can barely match the previous house money..."

"Well, when the Tai Sui Club thug came to find someone, he drank the woman who stole their things. It seemed that this is the thing..."

He opened the silk book and saw a strange picture with shrill and rapid brushstrokes on it.

On this craft drawing that looks like brush and ink, and like embroidery, is an orchid, and there is a dying cicada next to it.

When your fingers touch it, it feels strange.

When I looked at the pattern for a long time, I felt that the picture seemed to come alive, with orchids falling and falling, the old cicada dying, and was about to die...

If it were an ordinary person, 80% of them would not be able to see anything, and even over time, they would become neurasthenia.

Even if a practitioner comes, it is very dangerous not to find the correct way to open it.

But for Zhong Shenxiu, all this is a trivial matter.

His palm gently stroked the silk book, pinching the old cicada to death and knocking off the orchids.

The countless lines suddenly turned into squirming black lines and began to be reorganized into texts of the Great Dao.

""Lan Ruochan Changes"?!"

Zhong Shenxiu recited the name of this scripture and continued to browse: "Tsk tsk... This secret book is pretty good, it is actually a book of Taoism! It is much better than any Taoist practice method..."

"【Orchids change】 When practicing, you must first understand a kind of artistic conception of orchids falling and withering and dying, and cultivate yourself to be neither life nor death, then learn the cicada pupa, bury it deep in the soil, wait for seven years, and then break out of the ground, and once you turn into a cicada, you can roar and shake the nine heavens... The practice progresses thousands of miles a day!"

"This is a matter of accumulation of strength. Although it may really die if you are buried, if you have the patience and bury it for 7949 years, or even 9981 years, and your life is about to end, you will be able to break out of your cocoon and become extremely sublimated and the benefits will be even greater!"

"And, this [Lan Ruochan Transformation] is a method of the Earth genealogy at first glance. It is very suitable for Tai Sui Society. Once you have practiced it, your future will be bright..."

He looked through and found that [Lan Ruochan Transformation] was able to cultivate to the highest level of "Tongyou" and communicate with an existence in the dark in the void, named [Cicada King], which gave him boundless power, and couldn't help but smile again.

‘I don’t know if this [Cicada King] is a great evil demon or a great saint. Anyway, since I have practiced to this point, I have no problem responding to prayers…and I read this scripture. Once I communicate with [Cicada King], the outcome may not be great, and the other party is likely to be fishing…’

This is how the classics of this world are!

Even the true teachings of Xuanmen are likely to go astray.

Not to mention the inheritance of the side sect and left-wing Taoism, at least half of them were buried in traps, but the degree of danger was different!

No wonder the authentic disciples of Xuanmen are despised by the casual cultivators.

If Zhong Shenxiu is an authentic Taoist, he would not look down on it.

‘The path of cultivation in this world is even more evil than the Yan Han Immortal Method…’

He sighed secretly, and Qin Weiyin's question came from his ears: "Master... where are we going next?"

"I have been to Qinhuai River. Next, I will go to the concession of Shili Western Farm to see..."

Zhong Shenxiu stretched.

...

The Shili Foreign Field is the most prosperous and lively place in Jinling City.

In the south area of ​​Jinling City, I passed a stone bridge and reached the concession that the Emperor of Great Zhou once assigned to foreigners.

At the bridgehead, there are guards who look like Kunlun slaves on guard, but they are not prohibited from entering and leaving the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and their attitude is OK.

After all, the Great Zhou in this world did not have the humiliating experience of defeat and seeking peace. Foreigners are just foreigners, not foreigners.

Even the concession in this ten-mile land was the foreign envoy who begged hard at the time. The old emperor was soft-hearted and then he waved his pen and gave it to them.

After entering the concession, the appearance suddenly changed.

There are many second and third-story villas in cement buildings, with various foreign shops lined up. The most attractive thing is the huge church, windows decorated with stained glass, and the sacred murals with a very realistic feel...

The ethereal voice of the children's choir came from the church and attracted believers.

"This land of Thailand is said to have been divided by many small countries, and later a sacred alliance was established..."

The reason why we can form an alliance is naturally because of strong external pressure.

This world has no history of world wars, the key is that it has a common enemy - the demon!

In addition to the uncertain time, the battlefield of demons that must be opened every decade is active and sleeping in every corner of the world.

Just to deal with them, all human races must join forces!

"Head, let it go?"

Beside Zhong Shenxiu, several police officers from the police station walked by, and the leaders were obviously those with cultivation.

At this moment, behind the other party, a constable was complaining.

"Father Smith has already told us that he is helping us expel the demons. Just ask clearly and close the case... Although the foreigners have stretched their hands a little long recently, fighting against the demons is a great thing!"

The headmaster glared at him and said righteously: "Don't mix personal grudges in business, otherwise I will spare you, and even Xie Jing will not spare you!"
Chapter completed!