I have an eternal eye

The eye of spiritual vision operates, and the other party's information pours in:

Xu Lingxu (Yellow Level 1)

1. A warlock from Jiangzuo. He is the protector of the Zuo Sect of Killing Life. He has amazing martial arts skills and is sinister and vicious.

2. Perform killing sacrifices and use poison to cause plague to spread. Countless people died of the disease. They obtained magical powers: insect hunting, magical skills: soul-stealing, evil shadow, and poison curses.

3. Infected with evil thoughts, need to suck blood to survive...

How tall is your mother!

Zhang Biao cursed secretly in his heart, but his voice was still cold, with a hint of doubt: "Xuanyang Sect? I haven't heard of it, what is that place?"

At the same time, he was secretly vigilant.

If I remember correctly, Liang Dingshan was hit by the magic spell: Soul Seizing, and it was probably this person who did it.

This person knows three kinds of magical arts, and he also has the magical ability to control insects, which he can actually obtain through killing sacrifices.

I don’t know how many people were killed…

Seeing that Zhang Biao didn't know, Xu Lingxu didn't seem surprised at all and said with a smile: "Of course he is a practicing sect."

As he said that, he walked forward, shook his head and sighed: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be wary. I believe that the elders in your sect have not told you that my Xuanyang Sect and your Fang Xiangzong have always been on good terms, as close as brothers..."

"real?"

Zhang Biao's voice trembled slightly and he said excitedly: "I am practicing alone and exploring, and I am about to ask my seniors for advice..."

As he spoke, the ecstasy mirror suddenly shined, and three Yin Talisman beads were thrown out at the same time.

The precious mirror illuminated Xu Lingxu's head and he was confused.

Jingle Bell!

The bell on his waist rang, and he suddenly woke up. He saw three streaks of black energy flying out of the Yin Talisman's beads, and his scalp suddenly became numb.

"The little thief is insidious!"

He snorted coldly and waved the long flag in his hand.

The black energy of the Yin Curse released by the Yin Fu Liuzhu was attracted by unknown reasons, and all of it fell on the long flag.

A shrill scream sounded, as if a human face flashed out, and the long flag suddenly had three small holes.

Not caring about his heartache, Xu Lingxu squeezed the Ziwu seal with his hand and jumped back with strange steps.

Uh-huh!

In a flash, his body split into three, attacking from different directions, and at the same time he waved his hand and shot out darts.

Damn, it’s really difficult to deal with...

That long banner is definitely an extraordinary magical weapon.

Most of what is used now is the magical evil shadow.

Zhang Biao dodged the dart and retreated quickly.

He didn't forget that the opponent also had the ability to use the soul-stealing curse and the poisonous insects, so how could he dare to let him get close to him.

Sure enough, the evil shadow clone and the hidden weapon were all disguises. Seeing that the distance was right, Xu Lingxu immediately raised the gourd at his waist.

Buzz!

A swarm of poisonous bees roared out and pounced on Zhang Biao's back.

But Zhang Biao suddenly turned his head at this moment, opened his palms, puffed up his cheeks and blew.

Phew~

The underworld fire surged, and the poisonous bees burned them all.

Xu Lingxu was also startled and hurriedly backed away from the underworld fire, looking at Zhang Biao with uncertainty in his eyes.

He prides himself on being proficient in magic and combining various means, and no one except the monster leader takes him seriously.

The kid in front of me is a little weird. He has guessed all his hidden tricks. Could it be that he has some magical power?

Zhang Biao's heart was pounding.

Not counting Qusaburo's last sneak attack, this was his first real fight with someone.

They are all mortal bodies, and they will die if they touch each other. The danger is far more dangerous than fighting in the rivers and lakes.

But he didn't panic because he still had the trump card of Mo Wen Dao in his hand.

But get the timing right...

At this moment, the two of them turned their heads in shock.

I saw a black shadow flying towards me from the direction of Guitouliu. It looked like a human or an animal, with red eyes flashing and a suffocating ferocious aura.

"Yi beast!"

Xu Lingxu exclaimed, waving the long flag in his hand, and was suddenly enveloped in black mist, swooping back to the decaying building of the inn.

Zhang Biao also lit the Three Yang True Fire, and a huge suction force came. His eyes went dark and he returned to the physical body and left the spiritual world.

Without thinking about it, he immediately turned around, went to the second floor of Tanhang, opened the window and looked into the distance.

On the second floor of the inn in the distance, a window also slowly opened, revealing Xu Lingxu's gloomy face.

The light of the fire flickered and accompanied by the sound of a large number of footsteps, a group of Jinwu Guards soldiers patrolled.

"Brothers, take a rest for a while."

The leading captain said hello, and the soldiers sat down one after another, took out the dry food in their arms and ate and chatted.

Zhang Biao made a gesture of slitting Xu Lingxu's throat from a distance, and then retreated into the darkness.

Xu Lingxu sneered and closed the window.

The fight just now consumed a lot of Qi. With their current level of cultivation, no one can do anything to anyone.

If he continues to fight and is exhausted and faints, he might be taken advantage of by these Jinwu guards.

…

After taking a detour back to the warehouse, Zhang Biao quickly meditated. After regaining some energy, he deduced the gains and losses just now.

It is indeed not easy to be the guardian of the killing cult.

Now, not long after the spiritual energy was revived, the other party had magical powers and various magical arts, but his cultivation level was average.

But this incident also alarmed Zhang Biao.

The killing sacrifice of the Killing Sect is really terrifying. The opponent has obtained many spells. Although there is a price, the opponent may not care at all about sucking blood for a living.

According to Nuo Mianjiang Liang and "Youxian Ji", you have to pay a price for gaining unmatched power.

His orthodox method of taking it would be dangerous for erysipelas, and I'm afraid the cost to the other party would be even greater, otherwise he would have already performed a killing ritual to improve it.

But it's all just speculation.

If you don't think of a way, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to deal with next time...

And the ghost-headed willow.

Although he didn't have time to check, he could clearly hear Xu Lingxu's cry of "Yi Beast".

It’s this thing!

Yin beasts are the dead souls of beasts that have turned into ghosts.

Generally speaking, birds and animals follow the laws of nature. Few humans have such seven emotions and six desires. Even if the soul of the dead falls into the spirit world, it rarely turns into evil spirits.

The beast is an outlier among them.

Just like there must be a tiger demon behind the ghost, the beast is also a slave of some more powerful existence...

Over there at Guitouliu,

There is a ghost brewing!

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao frowned.

How come there is such a thing in Yujing City?

Generally speaking, when the soul of the dead stays in place, it will only continue to play out the scene before death, which is scary at best.

Fierce ghosts use their instincts to harm people.

Further up, there are ghosts and gods.

Becoming a ghost means that you have some spiritual intelligence, can cultivate and grow, can control a place, and can even absorb the incense of the mortal world.

The hags suppressed by the witch temple can control imps and devour the souls of women and children, so they can be classified as ghosts and gods. According to Nuo Mian Jiangliang's words, they are "魖".

Ghosts and gods are classified according to cultivation methods.

"魖" means waste. Anyone who practices by devouring essence, blood and yang energy is called "魖".

There were no large-scale deaths in the West City. What was brewing in Guitouliu was probably not the evil.

Looks like you need to pay attention.

Compared to Xu Lingxu, the Zuo Protector of the Killing Sect, Zhang Biao had the Nuo Mianjiang Liang inheritance and was specialized in dealing with ghosts, so he naturally knew more about it.

It would be easier if we found out the roots of ghosts and gods.

Zhang Biao looked at the moonlight thoughtfully.

Each ghost and god has its own characteristics. Even if he cannot deal with them, he can still find ways to hide and use them and set traps.

If people from the Killing Sect dare to come in again, their souls will definitely return to the spirit world!

…

Before I knew it, the sky was bright.

Zhang Biao waited until the West Market was crowded, then changed his clothes and wandered around pretending to be a businessman.

He wandered around and came to the cloth store in his memory. He saw that the door was tightly closed, and not only was it sealed, but it was also splashed with feces and dog blood, and it was all dried up.

"Boss, what happened?"

He casually asked a nearby merchant.

"I'm being collected for debt."

The shop owner was an old man with a Youzhou accent. He looked around carefully, shook his head and said regretfully: "The shop owner Gu Sanlang is also a good person, but it's a pity that he was defrauded and suffered heavy losses, so he asked the King of Heaven to borrow money."

"I don't know where people are now. People from the Heavenly King Society came to snatch the goods. They originally wanted to occupy the store, but the two guys who stayed on guard suddenly hanged themselves, and nothing happened."

"If something evil like this happened, who would dare to rent it if he knew the details?"

"Oh I got it…"

Zhang Biao also sighed, then walked around to the back of the store and took a closer look.

No wonder no one noticed.

There is a dark alley behind the shop, filled with debris and many pickled things left behind by people for their convenience.

Zhang Biao moved a few wooden boxes, found the tunnel secret room and jumped in. The stench immediately hit his face.

A corpse was hung on a wooden beam. Although there were few flies in the autumn, it was still in a state of decay.

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, put the body down, and looked at the black cloth used to hang himself.

Huosaluobu (Yellow Grade 1)

1. A precious fabric from the Western Regions. It is made by melting and spinning the hair of fire rats, steaming and drying it for nine times. It will not rot all year round and will not be invaded by water or fire.

2. This object once became entangled with the spirit world due to fighting for the dead, and was attached to the hanging ghost, so it was promoted to the highest grade.

3. Due to its age, this piece of cloth, once fought for by everyone, is left in the warehouse and no one can recognize it...

After reading this, Zhang Biao was speechless.

If Gu Sanlang knew that he had this treasure in his hands, he would still go to the Heavenly King Society to borrow money.

But not surprising either.

This kind of treasure may be rarely circulated. Not to mention Gu Sanlang, even he has never heard of it.

Although it is unlucky to have strangled people, it is the perfect material for refining the ghost cloak.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao put away the black cloth, deliberately opened the tunnel entrance, and left quickly out of the dark alley.

After a while, a merchant hurriedly entered the dark alley, holding his stomach. Not long after he squatted down, he sniffed around: "Mom, why does it smell so bad?"

Soon, there was a commotion around Buhang...

At this time, Zhang Biao had already bought a cart of pork, pickles, rice and noodles, etc., and headed towards Fengyifang in a swagger.

In a restaurant in the distance, Xu Lingxu looked around, turned and sat at the table, took a sip of wine and shook his head: "There are too many people, I can't tell them apart at all."

Li Jia frowned and said: "The inheritance of Fang Xiangzong's shaman temple is in danger. Bai Yan deliberately revealed it to Yichonghui, asking them to retrieve it with his life, and then seize it halfway. Unexpectedly, he was intercepted."

"According to what the Lord said, not long after this person received the inheritance, he was able to master the technique, kill Qu Sanlang, and still escape from your hands. He is a big problem!"

"Of course it's a scourge!"

Thinking of what happened last night, Xu Lingxu was still a little scared and said coldly: "Send someone to investigate privately and find out this person's identity as soon as possible."

"What's going on over there, Bai Yan?"

"According to him, Luan Moyan sent people to buy many children from the Beggar Clan and returned without making any noise. They have planted live sesame pigs and can refine the elixir before Xiaoxue."

"The Emperor will definitely send someone to test the medicine, but he is afraid that by then..."

"Don't worry, I have seen too many times of illness, aging, and the fear of losing vitality little by little."

"Even if you know the price, who can resist the temptation..."