The Bloody Taoist

Chapter 89: Contact

Zuo Yinyang and his party were speeding in the air. From a distance, they saw a city standing like a tiger and a dragon under the towering mountains. This was the city of Xianshan County.

The city was like a dormant giant beast, staring at the Black Cloud Mountain opposite with a covetous look, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

A moment later, Jiang Lingzi had already flown to the vicinity of the west gate with a few people.

He dispersed the surrounding strong wind and sent Zuo Yinyang and others into the city along the official road.

"After you enter the city, hurry back. I have something to do. I will go to the inn later!"

After saying that, without waiting for a few people to reply, he turned around and went out of the city gate again, and his figure disappeared outside the city in an instant.

At this moment, Jiang Lingzi's face was pale, and his eyes were faintly tired. It seemed that he was still injured.

The hustle and bustle in the city made him feel uncomfortable.

He urgently needed to find an ancient tomb and use the earth's energy in the tomb to cultivate himself.

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As soon as he entered the city, Zuo Yinyang's nerves, which had been tense for many days, finally relaxed, and an inexplicable sense of security arose spontaneously.

He put down his guard for many days and looked around leisurely.

Looking up, the streets were crowded with people, and the market was prosperous. These ordinary people seemed to have no abnormalities. They were still coming and going, busy with their own things.

Some rushed to the market to buy vegetables, some chatted with friends, and some hurried to the next destination.

Ordinary and ordinary life scenes, it was this daily sense of reality that made Zuo Yinyang feel a moment of peace!

At this time, after Wang, the head of the police, exchanged a few words with several acquaintances guarding the gate, his face was full of smiles, and he enthusiastically clasped his fists to Zuo Yinyang and He Qingni and said:

"Two inspectors, I have been away from home for many days, and there are still some things to deal with at home. I will not bother you anymore. Let's meet again another day!" After that, he turned and left.

After parting with Wang, Zuo Yinyang still chose to go back to the inn first.

He Qingni, who was stimulated by the hidden strength of Wang the Captain, was in a hurry to go to the Imperial Observatory. He now thought that everyone was better than himself!

"Friend Zuo, I'll go and see how many merits I can get on this trip!"

He left after saying a word.

Zuo Yinyang waved his hand and went back to the inn alone.

In the evening, He Qingni returned from the Imperial Observatory and told Zuo Yinyang with a depressed face that the clerk of Fengge had to wait for the leader's red patrol to come before handing over the task to him.

"If the leader of the red patrol died during the mission, would the other blue patrols not be awarded merits?"

He Qingni couldn't help complaining.

Zuo Yinyang smiled indifferently and did not respond.

After He Qingni complained, he finally returned to the backyard alone and entered his room.

He rested for a while, then sacrificed his own life magic weapon.

A red light flashed, and a huge blood coffin appeared in the center of the room, exuding a gloomy and strange atmosphere.

Zuo Yinyang's face was calm. He waved his hand and gently opened the coffin lid, then lay down in it skillfully, as natural as his daily practice.

In a corner of the room, Mo Xin still stood quietly, like a silent statue.

As the blood coffin slowly closed, all the sounds from the outside world were immediately isolated, and the spiritual energy around began to slowly gather towards the blood coffin, and Zuo Yinyang's practice began.

Time passed by minute by minute, about an hour later.

Suddenly, Zuo Yinyang's mind moved slightly.

Then, his body directly entered the secret space inside the blood coffin.

The secret space here is very large.

What came into view was a blood-red scene, and a huge formation diagram was suspended in the void, about ten meters square, much larger than the space he saw in the white coffin of Jiang Lingzi last time.

Everything here is now completely controlled by Zuo Yinyang.

Zuo Yinyang gently stretched out his hand, and an ordinary black cloth bag suddenly flashed into his palm.

It was the one that Master Liu secretly handed to him at the beginning.

He observed it for a while, then slowly opened the cloth bag.

As the package was unwrapped, a weak spiritual fluctuation emanated, and inside the cloth package was a thumb-sized bead and a letter.

Zuo Yinyang's heart moved, and he realized that this piece of black cloth was also a good magic weapon, which could isolate the spiritual fluctuations of the internal magic weapon and prevent outsiders from noticing.

He put away the black cloth and carefully unfolded the letter.

"As expected!"

Zuo Yinyang had just unfolded the letter paper, and before he had time to read the contents of the letter, he noticed that several poisonous insects that were difficult to detect with the naked eye emerged and tried to drill into his body.

With the talent of controlling flesh and blood, he sensed these tiny little things as soon as they touched him.

Zuo Yinyang was not frightened by this sudden situation, but smiled contemptuously as if he had expected it.

Since ancient times, witchcraft and poison techniques have been difficult to separate. Zuo Yinyang knew that the best way for the other party to try to control him was to poison him.

However, he did not choose to kill these poisonous insects, but guided them to his back with evil spirits and let the poisonous insects drill into his body.

After dealing with the matter, Zuo Yinyang turned his attention back to the letter.

It turned out that the bead-shaped magic weapon sent by the evil witch was called "Child and Mother Wind Transmission Bead", and its only function was to transmit sound over a short distance.

The letter detailed how to use the bead.

Of course, Zuo Yinyang would not completely believe the evil witch's words.

It was obvious that the bead in his hand was a "child bead". He judged that this thing could at least lock the user's position, and it might even self-destruct.

With a trace of vigilance, Zuo Yinyang followed the instructions in the letter and injected magic power into the Child and Mother Wind Transmission Bead.

After a while, the bead began to vibrate slightly. He put the bead to his mouth and said tentatively: "Hey, hey, hey! Is anyone there?"

After a moment of silence, a hoarse and cold voice came from the bead:

"Hehe, kid, you are really bold!"

"Oh, how bold? How do you say this?"

"Hehe, you are the sacrifice of blood sacrifice, but you don't want to hide from us, but you go to great lengths to contact us! Do you want us to let you go?

I tell you, this is impossible!"

"How do you know I am a sacrifice?"

"What? You want to deny your identity, then you are too naive!"

"Then I What is your identity? "

"I don't care what your identity is, as long as you are the sacrifice we want."

"You didn't even check my identity, but you think I am a sacrifice?"

"We naturally have a way to confirm whether you are a sacrifice."

"I don't believe it, you definitely can't confirm that I am a real sacrifice!"

"We have confirmed that you are the sacrifice we are looking for!"

"Then you may have confirmed it wrong, how can you be sure that your confirmation method is correct!"

"We can naturally confirm that our confirmation method is correct!"

"Not necessarily! What if your method of confirming me is also wrong?"