This immortal is a bit fierce

Ding Jin left at night, returned to the Demon Collection Department in the morning, and then went into the basement. Huang Feng didn't know what he found.

He made great progress in cultivating Yinshen last night, and studying creation techniques during the day naturally made his mood even higher.

It's a pity that Lingpo, a natural and earthly treasure like this, is very rare. Li Motang, a wealthy family, only has a few of them. If such a rare medium is needed, it's okay not to practice the art of creation.

Sowing beans makes soldiers, and the beans are naturally worthless. The clay figurine made by the banshee in Jiangzhou was made from local materials. Only Li Motang's talisman paper was worth something.

"If you want to do it, do the cheapest thing!" Huang Feng quickly abandoned the option of talisman paper, circled a piece of land in the yard of the Demon Collection Department, and began to experiment.

People from the Demon Collection Department were coming in and out. Maybe Ding Jin was in this state on weekdays, but now there was just one more person, so no one was surprised.

It's just that Huang Feng made those weird clay sculptures that made them very curious.

Several people took advantage of their leisure time to come to Huang Feng's side: "Master Huang, what are you pinching?"

"tank!"

"What?"

"Tracked combat armored vehicle."

Although these guys from the Demon Collection Department heard every word Huang Feng said clearly, but when they were put together, they were stunned: "What?"

Huang Feng felt a little pity. Sure enough, no one shared his joy, so he changed his explanation: "You can understand him as a puppet."

After saying this, everyone in the Demon Collection Department suddenly realized that it turned out to be a puppet used in the puppet technique, but its shape was really strange.

Huang Feng spent the whole day doing this, and even missed the time to listen to music and watch dancing in the evening.

It didn't matter if he couldn't restore the mechanical structure of the tank. After all, it was driven by spiritual energy. As long as the appearance was about the same, he would be satisfied.

The experiment started small, injecting spiritual energy into a palm-sized clay tank. Huang Feng stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "Fire!"

The small tank roared against the outer wall, and in the billowing smoke and dust, half of the wall of Ji Yaosi collapsed.

"..." Huang Feng's eyes widened. This power was greater than he imagined.

It was so big that he stepped on the small clay tank back to its original shape and ran away: "I didn't do it, it has nothing to do with me."

Unfortunately, he didn't even take two steps out before he bumped into a member of the Demon Collection Department.

The hundred households looked at the collapsed wall, then at the embarrassed Huang Feng, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Master Huang, don't worry, why do you think Mr. Ding moved underground? Is there any remaining budget for this year's maintenance?" Not much, just a wall.”

Hearing this consolation, Huang Feng was extremely moved. The Demon Collection Department in Liuzhou City is really a place full of human touch!

Back in the room, Huang Feng estimated that if Li Motang's trip to Lanruo Temple goes well, he should be back soon.

"Where are you?" he asked in his mind.

Li Motang replied quickly: "We are almost arriving in Liuzhou. We should be able to reach Liuzhou City tomorrow morning."

"So, this business is going well?"

"Well, let me tell you when I get back."

"Come back tomorrow morning..." Huang Feng thought about it for a while, and suddenly wanted to tease the Yin Shen he had cultivated.

When he came to the window, he forced the Yin Shen to leave his body and prepare to walk out of the city. With yesterday's experience, the distance from his body was much farther this time. He was pulled back when he reached the door of the Monster Collection Department.

His goal is to have his Yin Shen appear at the city gate before Li Motang comes back tomorrow morning, and scare her then.

Time passes slowly.

Li Motang returned with her sword and saw Liuzhou City from a distance, much earlier than the time she told Huang Feng to come back.

"Huh, ask me when I'll be back, there must be something wrong!" Li Motang snorted, deliberately saying the time was much later, and was going to go back to see if this guy was hanging around Fireworks Willow Lane behind his back.

"If you get caught by me, huh..." Li Motang snorted coldly and came to the city gate.

It was already late at night, the city gates had long been closed, and there was a curfew in the city, but with her status, she was naturally not restricted.

She entered the city in a low-key manner, and as soon as she arrived at the gate of the Demon Collection Department, she felt a vaguely familiar aura. At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Didn't you say you won't be back until this morning?"

Li Motang turned around, but saw no one. At this time, Huang Feng's ghost emerged from behind her: "You lied!"

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly widened: "Could your purpose be to inspect the post?"

Before Li Motang turned around, he got into the ground again.

When he turned around and still saw no one, Li Motang said angrily: "Come out!"

Huang Feng showed his head: "Don't come out!"

Li Motang looked at the head on the ground and was slightly startled: "Have you cultivated the Yin Shen?"

Huang Feng grinned: "Are you surprised? The day when you dance for me is not far away, so you have to be prepared."

Li Motang snorted coldly: "Yin Shen is easy to practice, but Yang Shen is difficult to cultivate. It's still early."

Huang Feng smiled and said, "Are you feeling very nervous when you say that?"

"Impossible." Li Motang said, ignored him, and entered the gate of the Demon Collection Department. Huang Feng's ghost followed him all the way upstairs and into the house before returning to his body.

Witnessing the Yin Shen's return, Li Motang's sense of urgency became even stronger, but she definitely didn't have time to retreat now.

The responsibility she shoulders is much heavier than a dance for Huang Feng. There are still five sects of the Twelve Immortal Gates that have not yet been visited. Lingjue Temple is the easiest one among them. The other four places are likely to have twists and turns. Now that Shang Liuzhou has happened, we can't just sit back and watch.

Huang Feng saw a sigh in her expression and said, "I'm afraid you won't be willing to lose. To be fair, next time I go, will you stay and retreat?"

"As a princess, I was appointed by my father to represent Daxia's attitude. What's the use of you going?" Li Motang glanced at him, "I have nothing to be unwilling to do. It would be better if you could break through earlier. There are things we can do That’s a lot.”

"Are you really not unwilling?" Huang Feng came closer, "I have discovered the words 'insincere' in your eyes."

Huang Feng was so close, Li Motang hurriedly ducked back and stretched out two fingers to poke: "What are you looking at!"

We haven't seen each other for a few days, and we were arguing. Suddenly Ding Jin appeared outside the door with a serious expression: "Your Highness, you are back. It just so happened that the previous matter was found out."

Huang Feng was surprised: "Have you found out?"

Ding Jin nodded: "Well, during the battle last night, we happened to catch him alive. It took a day of interrogation to find out."

Huang Feng wanted to ask how the interrogation was done, but when he thought of the various tools and monster corpses in Ding Jin's room, he didn't want to know.

Ding Jin did not intend to elaborate on the interrogation process, and said seriously: "Several demon tribes seem to be preparing to reshape the body of their 'king' in the sky. They need to take the young demon that has been parasitic in the human body for forty-nine days. The other party tried their best to snatch it away yesterday." The demon egg has been parasitic in the body for forty-eight days, and it should have hatched today. "

"Which demon clans joined forces?" Li Motang asked.

"One lineage of the Five Poisons." Ding Jin looked solemn. None of the Five Poisons can be said to be strong among the demon clan, but they are large in number and have insidious methods. They are very troublesome. Now that we have joined forces, what kind of "king" still exists? During this period of war, it is really a headache.

Huang Feng's scalp was already numb. He made up his mind that if a fight broke out, he would stand far away. These monsters would never get close to him, never even think of it!