Xiaolin Town. Zhao Rucheng and Du Yehu have lost their fighting power, and Ling He is carrying Zhao Rucheng on his back, so only Jiang Wang can take action on the way back to the middle palace. Fortunately, he already had considerable experience in dealing with those wandering souls, and the Purple Qi Donglai Sword became more and more proficient in this kind of non-stop battle.
There is no need to worry about physical problems. Since returning from Tangshe Town and practicing Chongmai, he has accumulated more than 70 Dao Yuan. Although he used one less Dao Yuan before the Dao Xuan was generated, when it came to a critical moment, each Dao Yuan could give him enough feedback, and the pressure to support such an intense battle was not great. In fact, these Dao Yuan were his trump card for the four of them to defeat Xun Palace. However, he did not expect that Zhao Rucheng was suddenly in danger, and Du Yehu was so decisive.
"I said, you all should stop crying all the time." After a while, Zhao Rucheng couldn't help but speak again: "Isn't it just excessive loss of energy and blood, and there is no way to remedy it."
"What can we do?" Before Du Yehu said anything, Ling He became excited first, holding Zhao Rucheng's hand and shaking him: "Speak quickly."
While Jiang Wang was cleaning up the wandering souls, he couldn't help but glance at him and really wanted to give him two swords. This kid, if he had a way, he didn't say it earlier, and he kept holding it back.
"Hey, hey, you shook my handsome head." Zhao Rucheng finally calmed down the 'temporary mount' and continued: "I happen to know that someone bought a solid stone from Yun State at a high price a few days ago. Yuan Dan is about to be resold. This pill has miraculous effects in nourishing qi and blood and stabilizing the foundation. Some nobles take a Gu Yuan Dan before opening the pulse, so that the true spirit of the Dao channel will be stronger after opening the pulse. He's so agile! Not to mention Du Laohu's mere loss of energy and blood."
"I just don't know..." He even raised the corner of his mouth, "Whether some people are willing to buy it."
Du Yehu paused and then said in a low voice, "I don't have any money."
"You can ask me for a loan. The rules in the industry are that you will come home at the end of the day." Zhao Rucheng said with a smile.
"Loan sharking is okay, Brother Hu likes loan sharking." Du Yehu smiled innocently.
"Okay, okay." Jiang Wang had a black line on his forehead. Who in Maplewood City is involved in the loan sharking business, but who doesn't know that Du Yehu is famous for not repaying loans? In Du Laohu's words, these loan sharks are not good people anyway, but they can only make a little money out of them. If he hadn't been born in a Taoist temple, he would have been thrown into the moat long ago.
"Xiao Wu, who is that person? How much money do you need to sell him?"
Jiang Wang had secretly decided that no matter how much the person offered, he would find a way to get enough money.
"The person who bought Guyuan Dan is actually named Zhao. What a coincidence?" Zhao Rucheng pretended to sigh, "What's even more coincidental is that he is actually from my house. What a coincidence!"
Jiang Wang took a deep breath and warned himself that Lao Wu was seriously injured and could easily be killed. Only then did he control the urge to hit.
This kid went around and around for a long time, saying that he had a Gu Yuan Pill at home, which could make up for Du Yehu's loss. Just this sentence whetted the appetite of several brothers.
Even Linghe, who is as generous as Linghe, feels pain in his teeth.
However, with this guarantee, everyone feels much more at ease. Just as he was talking, he returned to the middle palace.
Li Jianqiu and Zhao Lang were already waiting here, discussing something with Wang Changxiang. There were some other brothers and sisters present, all of whom were not in very good condition. Wei Yan, on the other hand, went to support the Duigong position, which was the only position that had not yet been defeated.
"Junior Brother Jiang is doing well." Li Jianqiu greeted casually.
Wang Changxiang also nodded to him.
"Ashamed, it was all due to the explosion of my brother Yehu and Rucheng." Jiang Wang said with a bitter smile.
In front of several main players, he decisively gave in. The most important thing at this stage is to allow them to successfully open their pulse. The reason why Linghe was not mentioned was because the status of Du Yehu and Zhao Rucheng was more convincing.
Ling He didn't care.
Li Jianqiu and others have experienced hundreds of battles, and they can tell what kind of state Du Yehu is in at a glance, and are secretly frightened by how powerful his energy and blood are.
"When Wei Yan comes back, we will go straight to the middle palace." Wang Changxiang said, "This time everyone worked bravely to slay evil spirits and performed admirably. Maplewood City will not forget your contribution, and the Taoist Academy will not forget your merits. .”
"Exactly!" As he spoke, Wei Yan had already walked out of the thick fog, followed by three Taoist disciples. Two more disciples did not show up. It seemed that they were already unfortunate.
The brutal battle did not stop at the Xun Palace. Except for Wei Yan and Li Jianqiu who were able to deal with the resentful ghosts in the town almost without any damage, the rest of the units suffered casualties. Eleven people died, and the battle fatality rate was nearly half! Almost everyone alive was injured. Even Zhao Lang was almost disemboweled, leaving a hideous wound on his abdomen.
If Wang Changxiang, who was sitting in front of the central palace, had not made timely arrangements, this detachment operation might not have been successful.
Wei Yan solemnly said: "If I can go back for this battle, I will be the first to ask for credit for everyone."
"I didn't expect the danger of this battle. But now Maplewood City's combat power is empty, and only you can fight." At this point, he actually bent down and bowed, "I represent Xiaolin. To suppress the souls of those who died in vain, on behalf of the people of Maplewood City, I would like to thank you for your bloodshed!"
"Brother Wei is serious," Li Jianqiu said.
Everyone turned sideways and refused to accept this gift.
"What are you talking about, General Wei? You are from Maplewood City. Didn't we grow up here?" Du Yehu said dissatisfiedly, "Stop being polite here, let's not delay!"
In such a weak state, this guy still showed his bravery.
Wei Yan took a deep look at him, raised his knife and turned around, "This junior brother is right. Everyone, follow me and charge! Let's see who is the monster who is poisoning our fellow villagers here!"
With the eighth palace broken, the fog wall at the middle palace also lost its foundation, disintegrated silently, and no longer blocked the road. But the thick fog has not dissipated, always blocking the view.
Wei Yan took the lead, with Li Jianqiu and Wang Changxiang supporting him. Although Zhao Lang was injured, his overall combat strength was intact and he was at the back of the team. The group of people explored the middle palace with full vigilance.
At this point, there is no need to say more about the danger in Xiaolin Town. After experiencing the hardships of killing resentful ghosts in the other eight palaces, everyone has imagined the evil in the middle palace.
If those monsters who are doing evil in Xiaolin Town have their own agenda, they must be in this center.
This group of people can be said to represent the hope of the younger generation in Maplewood City. If they all die here, it can be said that the entire Maplewood City Taoist Academy will be in decline from now on.
But no one said anything about backing down. The road ahead is indeed dangerous and scary, but this is their hometown!
They were born here, grew up here, learned here, and are willing to die here.
In addition to Zhao Rucheng and Du Yehu, three Taoist disciples have also lost their fighting power. Xiaolin Town is so dangerous that it is of course impossible to keep them where they are. Therefore, Ling He still carried Zhao Rucheng on his back and moved forward in the team. As Du Yehu's old drinking buddy, Huang Azhan was also protecting him.
Unlike Du Yehu, who was almost exhausted, Huang Azhan was alive and well. In the previous battle, he was one of the few who remained intact, which shows that he still has some strength and is not entirely arrogant.
As the team was advancing, Huang Azhan suddenly stopped. He sniffed hard: "I smell the fragrance."
The team then paused,
He added: "It's a woman's rouge... no, it's body fragrance."
Everyone looked sideways.
He added: "It's a beauty."
Du Yehu said angrily: "Is that a dog's nose?"
"Ah! Gorgeous female ghost!" Zhao Rucheng suddenly became excited, "I just said yes? Du Laohu, please pay for my affair!"
No one paid attention to these two living treasures, because they had already reached the center of Xiaolin Town and saw the huge, moving whirlpool.
Apart from this, there is nothing else in the entire middle palace.
The woman in red dress, the white-haired old man, and the black-robed cultivator seemed to have never appeared before.
It’s not just that they don’t exist. There were no people, no animals, not even a brick or a brick. Except for the endless thick fog, there was only this weird, lonely maelstrom.
"Why is the government office here missing? What the hell is this whirlpool?"
No one can answer this question. Only Wang Changxiang’s eyes widened with inexplicable horror!
"Brother Wang, do you know him?" Wei Yan asked in a deep voice, holding a knife on guard.
But his question soon came to an answer.
Because from the deep darkness at the center of the vortex, a dark thing slowly poked out.
Seeing darkness from darkness is a very awkward description. But that's the way it is.
That dark thing is in the darkness, but it seems like the center of darkness, allowing everyone to see its appearance clearly. As it rises little by little in the whirlpool, its full picture is gradually revealed in front of everyone.
It was a stone archway, not grand in style, just three rooms, four columns and seven floors. If you ignore the dark texture and the scene in which it appears, then it is no different from the archways that people see every day.
But the plaque in the middle of the archway is already extraordinary.
There were three words written on it. No one here knew the font, but everyone understood its meaning at first glance.
--ghost! Door! close!
