Someone cast a spell, and the man felt that his whole body was stiff and he could no longer move.
I felt panicked.
I thought that my identity had been discovered and that these people were here to eliminate demons and defend the law, but later I found out that I was wrong!
The people who attacked him didn't kill him. They locked themselves in place and then stood up and walked towards a certain place.
Not long after, he was thrown heavily to the ground, and the sack was taken off his head. He appeared in a wide secret room, surrounded by many people, all of whom looked fierce, and there was a chilling atmosphere in the air.
There was a man lying not far in front of him. His arms were bloody and the skin had been peeled off, but he was still breathing.
As a demon cultivator, he had seen this kind of scene many times, and he didn't feel uncomfortable. It was just the people around him that made his heart sink.
"The Xu family..."
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Qingyuan Sect, at the entrance of the Alchemy Hall.
The disciples who had been chatting for a long time finally ended their conversation, stood up from the steps, patted their butts and left.
Shen Yi, who had also been eavesdropping for a long time, also changed his posture.
The content of their chats were all about national affairs, mainly about the Song Dynasty.
The impression of the Song Dynasty on Shen Yi was similar to that of the Southern Song Dynasty in his previous life, a very weak country.
Mainly because of the "Hengyang Shame" about seventy or eighty years ago. Shen Yi didn't know what happened specifically. He only knew that this beam was very unkind. After that incident, the vitality of the Song Dynasty was seriously damaged, and there would always be The risk of national destruction.
But unlike the Southern Song Dynasty in the previous life, the key to the success of the Song Dynasty here was a ruthless man named Zhao Zhengyu. He had no sense of existence since he was a child and was the most ostracized among the princes.
No one expected that Zhao Zhengyu secretly raised a tiger mourning army of more than 100,000 people behind his back. What was even more unexpected was that his two humble followers turned out to be Xuan-level experts!
Zhao Zhengyu himself, at the age of sixty-seven, had already reached the level of spiritual plague dispelling!
The kind that can hang up the old witch and her father and beat him up.
A perfect protagonist template.
But such people often have considerable ambitions.
Kill your brother, kill your father, seize the king and usurp the throne!
It is said that on the day he ascended the throne, most of the famous families in Bianjing, the capital of the Song Dynasty king, were massacred overnight. From the senior to the young, no one was left alive.
The moat was stained red with blood, and the water was filled with corpses!
The remaining aristocratic families all chose to side with Zhao Zhengyu early on and were able to escape.
From then on, there was no movement from Zhao Zhengyu.
Half a month ago, someone seemed to have seen the Song army gathering near the border, but these were only rumors and the authenticity could not be confirmed.
The few sect disciples who talked about this matter were just trying to express that the troubled times in Daliang were coming.
The war between the north and Dayu lasted for several years, causing the people to live in dire straits. All kinds of demons and ghosts were rampant, and even evil spirits with strength exceeding the Xuan level appeared, causing many casualties to both armies.
And now, let alone the north, I heard that in Hengzhou, which is known as the "Hometown of Qingle", demons have been raging in various places, and many people have died.
A small village less than ten miles away from the Qingyuan Sect was massacred by evil spirits who didn't know where they came from. In the past few days, many disciples from the Temple of Worshiping Hall have also been sent down the mountain to slay and eliminate demons.
Many disciples from poor family backgrounds were sent out nearly half of the time in a few days.
Of course, for dealing with evil spirits, the dynasties of this world naturally have corresponding institutions called the Chai Ying Department.
However, this department is a high-risk industry. Although it has a lot of power, few people join. Those who choose to join usually do it for the sake of high salary, or they want to find an official position.
This resulted in a shortage of manpower within the Investigation Department, and naturally few people were involved in investigating strange incidents.
Therefore, most of the members are people like the leader of the Qingyuan Sect who are forced to join. Whenever something happens, they will directly let the disciples handle it.
In this world, transportation is inconvenient and the speed of information transmission is very slow. Shen Yi guesses that the matter may be more serious, because often after a tragedy occurs somewhere, it may take more than ten days to be discovered.
I saw cockroaches crawling in my house during the day. There were so many cockroaches in the dark that it was difficult to hide!
The same applies here.
At this time, the Song Dynasty came to join in the fun. There was no need to play with this big beam, and there was a bilateral war. As far as Shen Yi knew, this big beam didn't have that much background to fight.
The world is really in trouble, and Shen Yi doesn't care. He has no sense of belonging to the dynasty in this world.
If he were a native and a big shot passed by, he would definitely be the type to kneel on the street to greet him.
This boring day was about to end again. Shen Yi looked at the sky. The sun shyly blocked half of his body with the western mountains.
What would you like to say you learned today?
Sorry, learned nothing.
In the morning, Shen Yi came to the alchemy hall. The first thing he saw was a man with a distinguished temperament in fine clothes talking to the alchemist and giving him some alchemy materials.
Thanks to that man, Shen Yi knew that the old man was called Bian Daoqing.
According to the content of their conversation, Bian Daoqing was asked to refine an elixir called the Soul-Binding and Renewing Pill, which is a very rare elixir.
Shen Yi didn't know what the effect was, but as soon as the man left, Bian Daoqing, an old man, looked like he owed him a million.
He complained that he had never used this kind of elixir himself.
So on this day, Bian Daoqing was refining the soul-binding elixir from morning to afternoon. He changed his usual laziness and stayed by the elixir furnace the whole time. Shen Yi also watched when the elixir was completed.
The whole body is fluorescent green, with strange raised lines on the surface.
According to Bian Daoqing, it is called a pill pattern. Once a pill pattern appears, its price is far higher than that of ordinary pills, but he did not say what the difference is between it and ordinary pills.
Just mentioned it casually.
It took five hours to refine the elixir, and then Bian Daoqing smashed it and lay down on a bamboo chair to sleep.
Shen Yi wandered around when he was bored, and spent the rest of the time listening to the bragging of those disciples.
Another two days passed, and on this day, Shen Yi went out to the alchemy hall as usual.
I haven't seen the old witch for a long time. I heard from the servants that she has been practicing on the main peak recently and I don't know what kind of blow she suffered.
Only Shen Yi himself knew the reason.
With two grunts, Shen Yi stepped out of the threshold with his forelimbs, but when he was halfway out, the wings on his side got stuck.
"..."
He twisted his body and reluctantly squeezed out of the animal sanctuary. He turned around and looked at the entrance, thinking about something.
Continuously digesting the red energy, his current combat power level should have reached the early stage of the net level. As time goes by, the amount of red energy consumed is more and more every day, and his body is getting bigger day by day, although it grows further and further. is getting slower and slower, but also gradually increasing.
Over time, he will definitely grow into a hundred-meter giant beast. Although he has not reached that point yet, life in human society has become inconvenient.
(End of chapter)
