The Lord who use immortals as food

Although some branches and leaves were lost the night before, the old locust tree of unknown age still overlooked the courtyard. The heavy rain in the past two days had washed it very clean and translucent. The sunlight with the right temperature passed through the gaps between the leaves and fell on the Yamen courtyard. Here, when the wind blows, the golden fragments dance together.

Pei Ye walked through the mottled light and shadow to the front hall. When she came to the front of the hall, she knocked the soles of her shoes twice on the steps in front of the door, and the white and yellow dry soil rustled down.

As soon as the door was opened, three strangers with outstanding temperament were sitting in the hall. They were all tall and tall, as if they were military officers in the imperial court. Neither the fabric nor the style of his clothes can be seen in Fenghuai County. His appearance and temperament give people the first impression of "a hero among men".

If people are compared to birds, the common ones in Fenghuai are sparrows, the adults from the state yesterday are like thrushes, and the three today are two cranes and herons and an eagle eagle.

First there was a man with a dignified face and fair skin, standing tall and straight, as if a mountain was standing there, and the whole space seemed to be pressing in and sinking into him.

The second one is a much younger woman with fair skin and a pretty and quiet face. She still wears trousers on her lower body, but the hem of her Tsing Yi on her upper body is much longer, making her look more chic and neat.

The third man is younger than the woman, and his skin is equally fair. Although he is sitting and listening, every detail reveals an unstable temperament.

Glancing at everyone, Pei Ye lowered his head and cupped his hands and said, "Hello, gentlemen."

Whether it was an illusion or not, Pei Ye felt that as soon as he came in, the atmosphere became a little tense from the previous solemnity.

But Chang Zhiyuan's calm expression softened a little, and he greeted him affectionately, identifying them one by one according to their seats: "Let's meet a few adults first - Mr. Jing Ziwang, the captain of Honshu Zichong, and Xing Zhi, the black-sanded warlock of Shenjing Immortal Platform. Sir, Lord Shanglang of Zuo Longwujun holding a halberd. My lords, this is the young hero Pei Ye who rescued this county. He is alert, calm and brave."

Pei Ye bowed and saluted in turn, and the other party also looked at him.

The young man in front of him is extremely tall, with an upright posture and clear eyebrows. Although he is a bit childish, his temperament is calm, neither humble nor overbearing, which can be said to be "reliable".

Xing Zhi greeted with a smile, while Shang Lang straightened his back and returned the salute with his hands clasped.

Jing Ziwang only stared at him expressionlessly, tilted his head and said to Chang Zhiyuan: "Mr. Chang, the tragedy is right in front of you. The magic weapon enshrined by the enemy has merged with him. Who knows what will happen? I repeat, for To protect the peace of my hometown, I must control this person."

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look directly at Captain Jingdu. This action seemed to offend him a little. The man narrowed his eyes, and the pressure that was as thick as a substance suddenly dropped. Pei Ye's hair stood on end, and he almost wanted to draw his sword, but when Xiao Chi swam in his dantian, the pressure all over his body lightened, and at the same time, the sound of Shen Chi resounded in his heart. That calm and cold voice: "Want to help?"

But soon it seemed to sense the situation here, and said: "Oh, forget it, you can't beat this no matter what."

"..."

Chang Zhiyuan took his wrist and pulled him behind him. He looked at Jing Zi with his white-haired sword eyes and said calmly: "I will tell Master Jing again, you can't protect anyone, but this person in front of you." A young man was rescued from the fire and water."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, Xing Zhi said warmly: "Two adults, please be at peace. Mr. Pei, why don't you allow me to check for you first?"

This was exactly what Pei Ye had been waiting for for this team of special envoys from Shenjing. He nodded and came to the sorceress.

He took off the cloth bandage around his arm and put his infected right arm on the table. In the past two days, the faint blue has climbed to the middle of the arm like a vine.

Xing Zhi stretched out two fingers and slowly slid them along a blood vessel from beginning to end. The exquisite spiritual energy danced around her fingertips.

This is the first time Pei Ye has seen this kind of power that is different from true energy. It is more agile and mysterious, but less mellow and sharp.

After feeling it once, Xing Zhi raised his fingers, condensed a small and sharp spiritual energy needle, and pressed it into Pei Ye's blood vessel, while looking at Pei Ye's expression with both eyes.

Pei Ye felt an energy rushing left and right in his forearm, but it was quickly swallowed up by the blue liquid.

"A very gentle and stable force." Xing Zhi wrote down in his notebook.

"Let me take another look at your Dantian." The woman's voice was soothing.

Pei Ye took a step back and Xing Zhi put his hand on it. This time, instead of using the spiritual energy needle to stimulate, a softer power seeped in like a mist and slowly enveloped the light ball. But the swimming Xiao Chi seemed to be on another level different from both, and was not disturbed.

This time Pei Ye had a more obvious feeling - the light ball seemed to have turned into a wind tunnel, rotating in a circle and sucking in all the surrounding spiritual energy mist.

Xing Zhi was slightly startled, raised her hand, and frowned: "It's basically the same."

"What's the same?" Pei Ye asked.

"After hearing about this case, I went to Taichung overnight to collect information from the Zhushi Sect that had been around for fifty years. Turning people into monsters and then using special techniques to transform them into this kind of substance was what they were doing back then." Xing Zhi Wei said, "But the other party did not hold a ceremony to inject this substance into the human body at that time. In fact, it was impossible at that time because the energy was very violent and highly contagious. , once people come into contact, they will either die on the spot or turn into that kind of monster."

Pei Ye couldn't help but look down at his belly.

"But you are different this time. Although the essence of this substance has not changed, it still devours everything around it to strengthen itself. But it seems to be docile, or much smarter, and has learned to coexist with its host."

"What exactly is this substance?"

Xing Zhi shook his head: "Its level is extremely high. No matter spiritual energy, true energy, flesh and blood, magic weapons, or even plants, it can be assimilated and swallowed by it. We don't know where it came from. The Immortal Platform has only been associated with Zhushi so far. I have seen this kind of thing in religious-related events. At that time, there were two speculations in Taichung. One thought that it was a kind of energy that was completely different from any matter in the world and existed independently; the other thought that it was just the opposite, that it was an inclusive energy. The 'one' behind all matter in the world."

Jing Ziwang narrowed his eyes and interrupted: "What an astonishing statement."

"Yes, no matter what kind of speculation, it involves a very high level, but the Zhushijiao who masters it does not seem to have this qualification."

Pei Ye was silent for a moment and said: "Taiyi True Dragon Immortal Lord."

Xing Zhi was surprised: "Yes, it turns out you already know it. In fact, according to our experience as warlocks, knowing this name is not a good thing, so I didn't tell him."

"However, even if you suggest this name, I can't tell you more. Because no trace of this 'immortal king' has ever been found in Taichung."

"Are there really gods in the world?" Pei Ye asked.

Xing Zhi was silent for a moment and affirmed: "No. In the six thousand years since Yu, although there have been many people in the past dynasties looking for immortals, there has never been a true immortal. However, if the scope is expanded a little, some extremely high-ranking Practitioners can also be regarded as 'immortals'."

"Then behind the Zhushi Sect..."

Xing Zhi shook his head: "Taichung almost completely destroyed it fifty years ago, and no higher-level power was seen. The greater possibility is that they have mastered some kind of legacy after the death of this 'Immortal Lord'."