Shennong Daojun

"This bastard, I was actually deceived by someone from the Yuan Gathering Realm?" The Blood Spirit Master absorbed the split soul, as if he was experiencing the dream all over again.

The dignified Lord Blood Spirit was actually deceived by a little mortal?

"Mortals are indeed full of tricks and tricks, and it is difficult for them to ascend the road!" Lord Blood Spirit snorted coldly. If he had fallen into the hands of someone of the same realm, he would not have been so angry.

However, the Blood Spirit Venerable also wondered why his soul power was robbed.

It stands to reason that when a ghost enters a dream, even if the enchantment fails, the soul power will be recovered.

Even Chen Shijie couldn't make him lose his soul power.

Now we have lost most of it?

If everyone was like Zhao Xing, he wouldn't be able to use the trick of ghosting souls into dreams, and would be sucked dry.

Therefore, the Blood Spirit Venerable particularly wanted to know what the reason was.

With the anger in his heart, the Blood Spirit Master patiently watched the dream experience.

"Huh?" Lord Blood Spirit's eyes suddenly condensed. At the moment when the dream ended, he clearly felt that this time he fell into a dream, which was completely different from others.

"When the three gods met, he took the initiative to fall into the dream?"

"In other words, this dream was... controlled by him from the beginning?"

The Blood Spirit Venerable was suddenly startled.

It is very difficult to take the initiative to dream.

No practitioner can guarantee that he can control his dreams after falling asleep.

No matter how strong the life soul is, if it cannot achieve the 'interaction of the three gods', it will not be able to take the initiative to dream.

"It's already difficult to take the initiative to dream, but it's even harder to control your dreams."

"The life soul must not only be able to sense the heavenly soul and the earthly soul, but also be able to influence the heavenly soul and the earthly soul to a certain extent."

"But his level is so low, how can he do it?"

Lord Blood Spirit frowned, he thought this matter was weird.

Read the dream again carefully.

Lord Blood Spirit ignored Zhao Xing's pretending to be crazy and understood every detail.

The more he looked, the more solemn his expression became.

"Not only has he cultivated the soul of life, but he also knows an extremely advanced secret technique, and he is also protected by high-level soul treasures!"

"This method..." The Blood Spirit Venerable felt vaguely familiar.

He is a true disciple of Xuantian Sect, but since the end of the sect era, his body has been sleeping with the sect for most of the period, waiting for resurrection, leaving only a trace of his soul to receive support in Xuantian Sect.

Lord Blood Spirit lived long enough. He was a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect before the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he had a wide range of knowledge. He vaguely felt that the secret technique used by Zhao Xing had a familiar feeling.

"I seem to have seen this kind of dream weaving method before..." Lord Blood Spirit quickly searched for his memories in his mind, but the memory was too old. It has been tens of thousands of years since the sect era!

"Huh? Is this the Meng Shen Sect's unique skill, "The Great Dream Spring and Autumn"?"

A possibility suddenly came to mind, and Lord Blood Spirit's brows jumped.

Meng Shen Sect was the top sect in the ancient sect era.

There were only ten of the glorious sects known as the 'Shen Sect' in their glorious era.

Later, the Meng Shen Sect declined, experienced splits and drastic changes, and became more violent in its actions. It was called the "Nightmare Sect". Even so, its strength was still terrifying.

In the era of sects, it was the pinnacle. In the era of Qiyun Dynasty, Meng Shen Sect also became the state religion of Da Li, dominating the Qiyun Dynasty.

For example, there are seventy-two Taoist monasteries in Da Zhou, which are sects affiliated with, but in Da Li, there is only one sect, Meng Shen Sect.

"How can he know "Dreams of Spring and Autumn"? Isn't this unique skill lost long ago?"

"Is he a descendant of the Meng Shen Sect? Or is he a powerful person from the Meng Shen Sect... reincarnated?"

This thought came to mind, and Lord Blood Spirit was immediately startled. There are many ways for the Fangwai sect to wait for the era of spiritual energy recovery.

Xuantian Sect chose to sleep and lurk. Most of the people in the sect were asleep. Only a few people took turns to wake up and observe the changes in the world, waiting for the day when the spiritual energy would revive.

However, there is also a more high-end method, which is reincarnation in the mortal world.

Being able to reincarnate, their performance after reincarnation must also be amazing.

In different eras, they can reach a relatively high position and even lead the trend of the times.

The advantage of this is that if the spiritual energy is revived, you can take the lead!

"Could this Zhao Xing be the reincarnation of a strong man from the Meng Shen Sect?" The Blood Spirit Master was startled, and was also frightened by his own thoughts.

"Impossible." In a flash, the Blood Spirit Lord shook his head again, denying this guess. "If it is true, how can I easily see it?"

Zhao Xing is so weak now. If he is easily seen... he will be easily intercepted and killed.

"I'm afraid it's a coincidence. I accidentally acquired some part of the Dream God Sect's inheritance. This is more likely." The Blood Spirit Lord secretly thought.

Thinking of this, a trace of greed appeared in Lord Blood Spirit's eyes: "The inheritance of Meng Shen Sect... Zhao Xing, I will remember you."

Just then.

"Gulong~"

The blood pool suddenly boiled, interrupting the Blood Spirit Venerable's reverie.

He looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a majestic face holding a Yanyue knife, wearing silver armor, floating over.

The surrounding red light film broke and was repelled by the golden light of the golden body.

"Uncle Donghu?" When Lord Blood Spirit saw the golden-armored warrior, he immediately understood that he had wasted some time on Zhao Xing's matter.

So much so that Donghu Bo, the Lord God of Valley City, came looking for him.

"What a monster!" Uncle Donghu looked at the Blood Spirit Venerable and his eyebrows suddenly stood up.

"Young boy from East Lake." Lord Blood Spirit smiled and said, "Considering your age, you still have to call me senior."

"Monster, you have committed such a crime and deserve to die!" Uncle Donghu looked at the blood pool and couldn't help but feel angry, the golden light kept flashing.

"Humph, I eat the offerings of the human world, and I also eat the offerings of the human beings." The Blood Spirit Venerable said calmly: "It's just in a different way."

He flicked his purple sleeves, and red light suddenly flew out of the blood pool and threw it towards Uncle Donghu: "Look, this is the favorite thing of the ghost. Do you want to try it too?"

Lord Blood Spirit said in a bewildering way: "I am so generous, I will give you a big gift!"

"Suffer death!" Donghu Bo Yanyue's sword swung, golden light flashed, and the blood groups were immediately cut off.

"Chichi~" While cutting off the blood mass, the golden light on the Yanyue Sword also dimmed a little.

"Poor tool." Lord Blood Spirit looked at Uncle Donghu with pity, "He was a lackey of the Great Zhou during his lifetime, and he will be bound by it after his death. Although his soul will live forever, he will not be able to live freely. How sad!"

"Kill!" Donghu Bo's golden armor lit up, and the Yanyue knife went straight towards the Blood Spirit Venerable.

"Xuanxue Holy Spirit rises!" The Blood Spirit Venerable waved his sleeves.

"Gu Long Gu Long~" All the liquid in the blood pool was drained, and nine blood shadows condensed above the altar. These blood shadows seemed to be composed of blood, and there were tiny human heads rolling among them.

When they appeared, they let out shrill screams and pounced on Donghu Bo.

The Blood Spirit Lord separated his soul and retreated deep into the altar.

He can't be held back by Uncle Donghu. The longer he is held back, the more his body will be unable to escape.

"My split soul can cope with the Yin gods supported by the county-level temple, but the county-level ones cannot." The Blood Spirit Master passed through the soil, drifted quickly in the dark night, and retreated to the established route.

In the ruins of the factory building and the small fenced courtyard, Zhao Xing ordered a second-level tangled straw man to touch the corpse.

"Chichi~"

When the Tangled Grass Man touched Wu Mei, the blood on it immediately began to make a hissing sound, and then the entire corpse began to corrode itself.

"Pfft~" The entangled straw man was corroded and unable to maintain the straw man's method. He immediately fell to the ground and turned into a pile of vines and dead branches.

"Touching corpses is troublesome for the Xuantian Sect." Zhao Xing complained, "Even if you are dead, you won't be touched properly."

Instead of sending out any more straw men, they quietly waited for Wu Mei's body to corrode.

If there are valuable treasures left, they can be preserved in this kind of corrosion.

If you don't leave it behind, it proves that what you have on you is not valuable.

"I wonder if she is the hall leader or the deputy hall leader? If she is the hall leader, in addition to the blood spirit needle, she should also have brought some treasures." Zhao Xing stared quietly. Of course, it is possible that he left the treasures on the way to retreat. 'Safe House' to be supplemented.

As the corpse corroded itself, a piece of paper with a purple robe on it was revealed on Wu Mei's belly.

Then he revealed half of the jade pendant on his chest.

Body surface melts. Next is the body.

In her stomach, a blood-red bead appeared. The bead contained a very strong evil spirit, but this evil spirit was mixed with some other things.

Soon, Wu Mei was left with only a skeleton, with no flesh and blood left.

As for the soul?

It exists on the paper with the figure in the purple robe painted on it.

"Huh~"

Before Zhao Xing could take a closer look, the paper spontaneously ignited and turned into a plume of smoke.

Then there was a faint scream.

"The soul is gone." Zhao Xing shook his head.

A foreign sect like Wu Mei is not of a high level, so souls cannot exist in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Once the body dies and loses its protection, it will be the end of the soul.

"I won't do anything to be a spy, especially a spy from a sect camp. I'm so distraught that I don't even have a chance to become a Yin God." Zhao Xing thought silently.

"Crack~" After the paper burned, the half of the jade pendant could not withstand it and broke into two halves.

"The Xuanyin Jade Pendant needs to be paired with the Yin God's protection from the Xuantian Sect so that it can lurk. Once the Yin God's protection disappears, the Xuanyin Jade Pendant will be useless."

Zhao Xing looked at it and saw that nothing appeared on Wu Mei's bones and no changes occurred, so he ordered the second straw man to pick up the treasure.

"Fourth level blood evil bead."

After the straw man picked it up, Zhao Xing stared at it from two meters away.

"roar!"

Inside the blood evil bead, the shadow of a golden lion appeared, stimulating Zhao Xing's life soul.

It gave him the urge to swallow the Blood Evil Pearl.

"The fourth-level blood evil bead, kill a sixth-level exotic beast, take a drop of its essence and blood, and blend it into it."

"Then the evil spirit is mixed with the essence and blood of alien beasts, and the blood evil beads are hidden in the acupoints of the body, which can display extraordinary melee strength and protect the body with evil energy."

"But there are good and bad ones. You have to be tortured by the will of the alien beast all the time, and you have to spit it out every once in a while, unless the user's will can completely subdue the will of the alien beast."

"Sell for money." Zhao Xing arranged the fate of the bead.

It's too troublesome to use it myself. It's only for warriors. If Sinong wants to use the fourth-level blood evil bead, he probably has to reach the eighth level to be able to use it.

"The blood evil beads and blood spirit needles are worth a lot of money. After buying the preaching paintings, I am already very poor. It can be regarded as a return to the blood... Fellow Taoist, you died well." Zhao Xing whispered, "There is a next life. , let’s kill you.”

"boom!"

Suddenly there was an explosion from afar, and the night was briefly illuminated.

Zhao Xing looked in the direction of the explosion, and then saw a familiar golden light flashing past.

"It's Long Xiao's Shenxiao Sword Technique. Is this the Geng Jin Sword Style?" Zhao Xing was very familiar with this 'old boss'. His Shenxiao Sword Technique was an incomplete sword technique obtained from an ancient tomb. Later, he continued to study in the way of swordsmanship and realized his own Shenxiao sword technique.

This move is now much less powerful than the skillful sword move later, but in this situation, it is completely sufficient. After all, a warrior is a warrior, and a swordsman is a swordsman.

"It's almost time to end." Zhao Xing glanced at Huangli. At this time, Pixiu Huangli had been reduced to the level of Xiaoxi. "It's just that Uncle Donghu hasn't returned yet."

Standing in the courtyard and showing his bright eyes, Zhao Xing withdrew his gaze and saw several figures passing by from another direction.

"That's Li Chengfeng?"

The light flickered, and Zhao Xing saw Li Chengfeng walking out of the courtyard, with a dark shadow standing next to him.

When the explosion sounded, Chen Deshun and Li Chengfeng looked towards the explosion together.

Li Chengfeng and Chen Deshun also saw Zhao Xing in the courtyard and Wu Mei outside the courtyard.

"What?!" Chen Deshun was shocked when he saw the white bones. "Did he kill Wu Mei? Or was there someone else?"

When Zhao Xing saw Chen Deshun, his life soul was touched, and his causal soul sensed him and immediately reunited him with the rice guest who had been in the Niu family compound before.

"Li Chengfeng, was he bewitched or controlled?" Zhao Xing frowned, although he didn't like this 'gentleman'.

But at this moment, Zhao Xing still shouted loudly: "Li Chengfeng! Get back!"

The dark wind blew violently and quickly towards Chen Deshun, and when it blew towards Li Chengfeng's back, it turned into a soft wind, trying to shake the opponent's soul and wake him up.

After the dark wind passed, it immediately turned into a yang wind, pulling Li Chengfeng towards another courtyard.

"Zhao, Zhao Xing..." Li Chengfeng turned his head, blood spots appeared on his forehead, and a tiny needle was stuck on it, and it had penetrated three inches into Tianling.

Li Chengfeng looked at Zhao Xing with extremely complicated eyes, filled with fear, surprise, and regret.

Of course, Zhao Xing only saw some pain in his expression.

"Hmph!" Chen Deshun grabbed Li Chengfeng's shoulders, and the evil spirit counteracted the evil wind, then rolled up again and quickly disappeared into the night.

"He was controlled by the Blood Spirit Needle." Zhao Xing shook his head. He didn't take action out of good intentions.

I just wanted to help out of Lao Chen's face.

This plan was led by Lao Chen. If Li Chengfeng was kidnapped, his achievements would be greatly reduced.

But that's all. In this chaotic situation, self-preservation is the first priority.

Li Chengfeng and Chen Deshun disappeared.

Zhao Xing was also wary, retreated behind the Dharma Protector, and tied his legs inside the door with ropes.

At the same time, he gave an order to the straw man he had planted: Stop me from leaving the yard before dawn.

This order was also given to the little lynx.

"It's not a bad thing to be careful." Zhao Xing wrapped the vines around his legs layer by layer, and asked the straw men to surround him. Then he relit the ever-burning lantern and waited quietly on the steps for dawn.

About a quarter of an hour after Wu Mei died, Chen Deshun and Li Chengfeng appeared and disappeared.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Suddenly a familiar voice sounded outside the courtyard door: "It's over, come out."

Zhao Xing stood up and saw Chen Shijie's figure appearing outside the fence.

it's over?

Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the steps: "Is Mr. Chen okay? Where is my teacher?"

Chen Shijie nodded and said: "I have nothing to do. The main leaders of the Xuantian Sect have been executed."

"However, there are still some who escaped. Most of the officers and soldiers went to chase them. I am afraid that there are still some remnants of the agricultural supervisors here, so it would be better for them to withdraw."

Zhao Xing, who had just untied the vines, suddenly stiffened when he heard these words, and then stopped.

"What, you can't trust me?"

Zhao Xing closed his eyes, retreated slowly, blocked his hearing, and retreated to the table with the dark wind wrapping around him.

He explored it with his hand.

Sure enough, the ever-burning light had gone out.

‘Chen Shijie’ looked over in surprise, and a voice rang in Zhao Xing’s mind: “Where is the flaw in this position?”

"The real Chen Shijie would not call himself 'my official' to me in private." Seeing that closing his five senses was ineffective, Zhao Xing opened them again, "You are so brave, and you still haven't left. Are you not afraid of Uncle Donghu?" , Aren’t you also afraid of Prince Nanyang?”

Zhao Xing was also a little surprised. He did not expect that the soul-splitting Yin God from the Xuantian Sect actually came to him in person.

It stands to reason that the first stage of [Dark Wind Into the Dream] has passed, the arrests in the second stage have also passed, and it is time for everyone to run away in the third stage.

Unexpectedly, the first stage and the second stage suddenly happened again.

What went wrong?

"Uncle Donghu is entangled by me." 'Chen Shijie' said calmly, "But this clone of me can't escape. As you said, I am not afraid of Uncle Donghu, but I am afraid of the Prince of Nanyang County."

"I didn't expect him to be so proud that he actually invited me here. I can't leave, so I won't leave at all. Come and see you."

Zhao Xing said: "I'm just a small official. Why do you come to see me? Run away quickly. How will you know whether you can run away if you don't try?"

"Hahaha." Lord Blood Spirit couldn't help but laugh. He could see that Zhao Xing was afraid.

It’s okay to be afraid, it’s okay to be afraid.

Just as he was about to say something more, he only heard a golden light coming from the distance, and then there was a loud shout: "Zhao Xing, don't open the door!"

Lord Blood Spirit glanced at Zhao Xing one last time: "Fellow Taoist, see you later."

Buzz~

Then flames began to erupt from Lord Blood Spirit's body, and he broke away on his own initiative, destroying the body of the ghost.

At this time, the real Chen Shijie had arrived, and Uncle Donghu returned to the statue in the room.

Huh~

Chen Shijie jumped into Zhao Xing's courtyard.

He had been invited, so he could naturally go in at will. This also proved that the Chen Shijie in front of him was the real Chen Shijie.

"How are you?" Chen Shijie asked.

"It's okay." Zhao Xing shook his head, "What happened just now?"

"It's Lord Blood Spirit." Chen Shijie simply said, "But it's okay."

Zhao Xing nodded.

He couldn't help but recall the last words of Lord Blood Spirit.

Fellow Taoist? What does this mean?