I have an eternal eye

In Qingfeng Village, rain and fog were flying, and it was pouring with rain.

Even with the willow spirit guarding him, the field of vision was only a few dozen meters, the sky was dark and the candlelight was weak.

Outside the back mountain cave, rainwater flows along the cracks in the cliffs and pours into waterfalls along the stone platforms. The cliff pines and strange cypresses are even more vigorous in the heavy rain.

In the cave, a candle flame was as dim as a bean.

Zhang Biao sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Under his skin, along the twelve meridians, his muscles were constantly twitching and shaking, like waves.

His face was twisted and he was sweating profusely.

On both shoulders, the phoenix fire also rotated crazily.

After an unknown amount of time, everything returned to silence.

Zhang Biao suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long breath of hot breath. The white mist was like a sword, hitting the rock wall, and there was a sound of gold and iron.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still fear in his eyes.

This Qi exercise is really dangerous. Even if the speed is suppressed, the pain caused by the physical evolution and the continuous strengthening of muscles and bones is not something ordinary people can bear.

And during the process, you must guard your Dantian.

If you are not careful, you will go crazy.

According to the "Three Yang Sutra", this process is very easy to go wrong. Physical deformation is only a minor matter, and some people may suffer damage to the soul, disorder of the seven emotions, and become crazy.

That is the backlash, also known as the devil.

Demons block the way, and cultivation is all about going with the flow of nature and going against the current. Even if all the conditions are met, no one can have smooth sailing.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao turned his spiritual vision.

Sure enough, erysipelas has accumulated, and it is still the more troublesome Wuhuo poison. Although there are no symptoms and cannot be felt, the best policy is to eliminate it as soon as possible.

I had to carry large and small things nine times a week, and felt a sharp and heavy feeling in my chest, as if a stone was stuck in my throat, and the burning pain was unbearable.

puff!

A mouthful of thick black phlegm was spat out, which looked like asphalt. When it fell on the ground, it ignited with flames and made a hissing sound.

Zhang Biao was not surprised when he saw it.

The process of erysipelas discharge is very strange, but compared to the previous Yinmu erysipelas, this one is more acceptable.

After he stood up, he looked at the clay pot.

All the Sanshen Gui Xue Decoction inside has been drunk, and the Sanming Dihuozhi picked last time has also been used up.

This matter is not urgent. After the erysipelas is eliminated, we can go to the deep valley to pick, and help Yanshangu make soup there...

Dang, Dang, Dang!

While Zhang Biao was meditating, the sound of bells came from the wind and rain.

This signal... is there an emergency in the village?

Zhang Biao was a little strange, but he was not slow. He took off the black cloak hanging on the stone wall and put it on over his green shirt.

The new ghost cloak has been made.

The fine snake scales have turned into black glass, and only the collar is decorated with white bone-shaped buttons, which looks very low-key.

But the power is far greater than the previous cloak.

Not to mention the use of shadow escape. As long as the true energy is enough, it can keep running. It is protected by snake scales and is invulnerable to weapons, water and fire.

Zhang Biao quickly came to the entrance of the cave and jumped into the wind and rain without relying on the rocks on the cliff.

He was now more than ten feet above the ground, and with his true energy circulating, the snake scales on the ghost cloak suddenly stood up, and the cloak suddenly became as hard as a gliding wing.

Riding on the wind, we soon reached the sky above the village.

This is the second function of the cloak, which can help him glide in the wind. Coupled with the invisible hook lock, his movement skills are even more mysterious.

Uh-huh!

With the infuriating energy removed, the cloak suddenly became soft.

Zhang Biao jumped down and quickly entered the Shanzhai Juyi Hall. He saw that there was chaos inside, and there were constant roars and noises.

A huge black bear was tied up with chains, and Wang Xin stood guard with a sharp knife.

Yu Kui, Wu Tiexiong and others were pressing down on one person.

He was a young craftsman from the Iron Fire Gang named Chu Peng. He was a man with strong muscles and could run a horse on his arms.

He is also a direct disciple of Wu Tiexiong.

But now, this usually honest young man roared like a wild beast, with canine teeth sprouting from his mouth, and his eyes were as red as blood. He was struggling wildly, and several people couldn't hold him down.

Zhang Biao knew what was going on when he saw it.

The first step in the beast-controlling sect is to capture the monsters and blend their hearts and blood. While taming them, they can also cultivate the spirit and blood of the two to communicate with each other.

This process places great emphasis on qualifications.

Some succeed, others fail and suffer backlash.

Five wolf monsters were captured before, and more than 30 young people in the village tried, and finally found a suitable candidate.

Those who failed suffered backlash and lay in bed for a long time.

This furbolg is obviously more powerful, and even Chu Peng, who he thinks has good qualifications, can't handle it.

"Let her go!"

Zhang Biao scolded, then sprinkled a piece of powder, squeezed the magic formula, and performed the enchantment trick.

Chu Peng's eyes gradually became dull.

"Sure your Dantian and feel it carefully. It's dark all around you, and there's another heartbeat in the distance..."

Zhang Biao cast spells while inducing words.

This was a small method he came up with after several failures, after asking those who had suffered backlash, and combining it with the methods of the Beast Control Sect.

Chu Peng gradually calmed down, and some black hair actually grew on his face.

On the other side, the black bear's breathing became steady.

As they continue to adjust, their heartbeats and breathing become consistent.

Zhang Biao then stopped casting the spell, used his spiritual vision to check, shook his head and said, "Although this method can help him succeed, it will ultimately damage his foundation. At most, he can reach the body-forging realm."

Wu Tiexiong also breathed a sigh of relief, with some disappointment in his eyes, "My old bones can't bear it. I thought that Chu Peng had the best qualifications, so I left this furbolg to him, but it turned out to be self-defeating."

Yu Kui smiled and said: "You old guy is really greedy. It would be great if Chu Peng can save his life. He can still practice magic, which is enough to protect himself in troubled times."

"Too."

Wu Tiexiong felt a little embarrassed when he saw other members of the gang looking at Chu Peng with envy. He quickly raised his hands to Zhang Biao and said, "Thank you, Master Immortal, for your help."

Zhang Biao was also happy, "It's just that the canine teeth and black hair look so scary. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a wife in the future."

"The Immortal Master was joking. I became a monk and still worry about this..."

"Hahaha…"

After the disaster was over, there was laughter in the village.

At this moment, someone rushed over.

"Report!"

"Master Zheng asks to see the immortal master!"

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"Shanjun Temple inheritance?"

In Juyi Hall, Zhang Biao frowned and asked.

"That's right."

Zheng Yongxiang's eyes were full of excitement, and he said in a trembling voice: "The news from over there is that something happened in the Shanjun Temple. The sect suddenly fell into internal strife, and several forces fought with each other, resulting in countless casualties."

"The king of Chenzhou saw the opportunity and rebelled. He led an army to besiege the mountain gate in an attempt to seize the inheritance. The Shanjun Temple was destroyed and many disciples fled to various places. The wealthy families along the way blocked the road and robbed people."

"An elder ran to Lushan City and was injured and hiding after being besieged. For some reason, he found the elder of Xuanduguan and said that he wanted to auction the inheritance from the sect, so he was protected."

"Right now, all ethnic groups in Huaizhou have marched towards Lushan City."

After saying that, he knelt down deeply and said in a trembling voice: "I have gathered a group of branch disciples, raised enough funds, and decided to go to Lushan City to buy it."

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you know the risks?"

"Know."

Zheng Yongxiang took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, the places for the Zheng family to go to Xuandu Temple to practice are all controlled by the family. Many children of the separated family are dissatisfied."

"This is my last chance. I have a small family at the moment. If I wait for those disciples to return from their studies, we will never be able to turn around."

"I just ask the immortal master to protect me to Lushan City. If I can get the inheritance, I am willing to share it with the immortal master."

"Let's not mention this for now..."

Zhang Biao said thoughtfully: "Shanjun Temple is an ancient inheritance. There are some things you don't understand. It's not that easy to get through this muddy water."

"In this case, you go back and wait for news from me."

"Immortal Master..."

Zheng Yongxiang was very anxious, but seeing Zhang Biao's firm attitude, he had no choice but to retreat.

After he left, Zhang Biao told Yu Ziqing: "I'm going out for a while, and you ask Liu Ling to pay attention to the movement."

"Yes, Brother Zhang."

After making arrangements, Zhang Biao immediately left the village, turned into a black shadow, and headed towards Duliang Mountain.

As he said, it's not that simple.

Although the specific method is not clear, the sect that can be passed down to this day must have a more powerful existence intervening behind it.

The Shanjun Temple is a sect that is comparable to the Yanjia Sect. According to what Tu Lingzi said in "Youxian Ji", it is good at building caves. While worshiping the mountain god, it also exercises its body and hunts monsters. The disciples often walk through the wilderness. Similar to a hunter, proficient in herbal medicine.

Zhang Biao was very interested in his herbal medicine.

But we need to understand the reasons before we can formulate countermeasures.

He was very fast and arrived at Duliang Mountain in less than half an hour.

In front of the mandrill's tomb mountain, a thatched cottage has been built.

Lingchong and several disciples were meditating inside.

"who!"

Zhang Biao did not hide his aura, and everyone discovered it immediately.

Seeing Zhang Biao striding in the rain, Lingchong breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that it's fellow Taoist Tai Sui who came here in the rain. What's the important matter?"

Zhang Biao smiled and said, "Do you want the Taoist priest to stay here all the time?"

Lingchong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Several uncles have been sent to the mountain to deal with it. I am not allowed to leave without permission before they arrive."

Zhang Biao knew that Xuandu Temple must have a way to deal with the plague pill. If it could be traced back to its origin and turned into a poison-avoiding artifact, it would be a good magic weapon that can drive away the plague.

The importance of this thing to the sect can be imagined.

But he was too lazy to pay attention and asked: "I came here this time to ask the Taoist about the Shanjun Temple."

Lingchong suddenly understood and breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Biao's guess was correct. Xuanduguan valued the plague pill more. He was guarding this place because he was afraid that someone would come and snatch it.

Especially Tai Sui, who is hard to distinguish between good and evil.

Thinking of this, Lingchong said thoughtfully: "I have also heard about the Shanjun Temple. I can vaguely guess the reason, but I can't say more about the secrets of the sect."

"I can only say that this matter is like a tree falling and the hozens are scattered. If you go to Lushan City, fellow Taoist, you can go there with confidence. The only thing you have to be careful about is other forces."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Biao suddenly understood, cupped his hands and turned to leave.

Although Lingchong's words were unclear, he could not guess that there was something wrong with the forces behind the Shanjun Temple.

Then, there is another purpose for this trip.

Through the elder who took refuge, he inquired about the secrets of other worlds and even the reasons for the fall of Xuanyang and Fang Xiang sects.

Zhang Biao cares more about this than inheritance.

He had a hunch that the chaos in this world might be just the tip of the iceberg...