Judge Zhang, who was dressed in a dark red official robe, turned invisible and patrolled the broken and dim little world. The sky was covered with black and gray clouds. Outside the territory, it was dark and filled with unknown and eerie dangers.
Compared with the first time he entered the small world, Judge Zhang had more vague spiritual connections with the outside world. His face was as cold and hard as ever. He no longer acted according to instinct, but began to patrol seriously and consider strengthening and repairing the territory.
The small Styx River, which is about ten feet wide, comes from the darkness, winds and disappears at the other end of the darkness, dividing the land into two.
He hasn't set foot in the territory for several years, and stronger ghosts have appeared on the territory. They are divided into three, six, and nine ranks. Each divides the territory on the hilltop and attacks and fights with each other. The weak rely on the strong, vie for the position with strong underworld energy, and devour the remaining souls. Tonic, in Judge Zhang's eyes, was like a child's play, but it attracted his attention.
Although there are remnant souls and ghosts from the outside world from time to time, they can't resist the competition and devouring of stronger ghosts. Over time, there will only be a confrontation between a few strong ghosts on this territory, and there will be no other little ghosts or ghosts. It is possible to advance with the remaining soul.
He is the judge of this territory. He instinctively feels that more ghosts need to prosper, stabilize, and expand the territory. How can he allow the wasteful situation of squandering all the wealth to occur?
Judge Zhang, who had been observing for a few days, had some calculations in his mind and got in touch with the main body.
After a moment, six black shadows appeared in the small world. It was the outside world that used ghost magic to extract the several second- and third-level ghosts that You Lao had cast on the hidden wooden robes, and then drove them into the bronze lamp.
Compared with the loss of a pseudo-spiritual treasure, of course, it is more important to control the soul-suppressing hall. Facing the cold judge, the six weak and mutilated ghosts that had just been extracted trembled and knelt on the ground to pay homage. In this world, Judge Zhang's authority was unquestionable. He was the "Pluto" of the small world.
Without any nonsense, Judge Zhang directly put a mark on their soul cores, told them a few rules and instructions, and let them go.
The six-headed ghosts left Judge Zhang and immediately turned into ferocious river-crossing dragons. Each took their own side and divided up to clean up and devour the lower-level ghosts.
No matter how weak they are, they can easily deal with stronger first-level ghosts, and they are so frightening that other ghosts dare not move.
Judge Zhang didn't pay much attention to how the six ghosts he designated acted.
He set the rules and marked out the territory. Anyone who dared not abide by them would be punished by him.
He has the final say on his territory, but he also needs his subordinates to help him rule, cultivate, and strengthen the ghosts in the small world. Even if he does not scare them here often in the future, it will not cause chaos.
Judge Zhang stood in the middle of the site, as motionless as a mountain, with a faint light flickering on his body, gradually falling into a state of silence that connected this small world.
Silks of black light reflected from the ghostly clouds onto the robes, and ghostly patterns and ghostly fire mysteriously appeared and flickered. The residual souls and ghosts sucked into this place gradually became much more than usual.
Tu Kun traveled a long distance and crossed the ocean to the vast continent. It was late at night and in the wild when he met Lu Changyuan.
After a few simple greetings, Lu Changyuan asked directly: "I wonder if the master from your sect who can sense the birth of the devil can take the time to come? Or Mr. Lu can go and pay my respects. I will definitely not be unfair in terms of reward. Fellow Tu Daoist, this is not the first time we have dealt with each other when we fought side by side on the Tianqian Continent, so you should trust Lu’s sincerity.”
"Brother Lu, you are polite. Tu Mou can be trusted. That friend is not a monk from the Immortal Spirit Temple. He noticed that the devil was born and knew that Tu Mou had a deep friendship with everyone in the vast continent, so he told Tu Mou, but he himself did not want to come forward. If you provoke the devil, please invite Brother Lu Haihan."
Tu Kun smiled and refused, then asked, "Have you found any clues?"
Lu Changyuan was quite disappointed. There was no expert to give personal guidance. He had to go through a lot of trouble to find the specific hiding place of the demon. He said, "Just half an hour ago, I found a remote village, about a hundred miles away from Tianchan Stone Temple. More than 60 households in the village, with their livestock, chickens and dogs disappearing without a trace, heavy snow covering the ground, leaving no traces. The divination master is surveying the village and calculating that it is most likely the work of the devil." "Let's go and have a look."
Tu Kun felt a little chilled in his heart. Old Man You was very capable, and the first step of his calculation was basically verified. Lu Changyuan's face looked a little heavy, and he extended his hand to invite them, and the two of them flew towards the northwest. There is light in the sky
With a flash of light, Lu Changyuan took a messenger flying sword, glanced at it for a moment, his face became more and more ugly, and said: "Another village was found in the east. More than 80 households of people, livestock, chickens and dogs disappeared without a trace. What an arrogant devil. In the evening At that time, monks from the Haohan Xiuzhen Society inspected the place and saw smoke rising from the kitchen stoves and children playing around making snowmen."
"That village is also within a hundred miles of Tianchanshi Temple?"
"Less than sixty miles."
"It seems that the demon has noticed that its whereabouts have been exposed, so it simply seizes the time to devour mortals." Tu Kun pondered and suggested: "Can you send more people to escort the villagers within 300 miles away overnight without heavy luggage? We don’t even need to carry any food, so we can escape as much as we can, so we can drain the fuel from the cauldron and reduce the amount of blood food that the demon needs to devour and grow stronger.”
Although it is troublesome, it is also a helpless move.
Lu Changyuan smiled bitterly and said: "It happened to be snowing heavily and it was freezing cold. It is difficult for ordinary people to move. Maybe it would be more convenient and easier to move ordinary people to the nearest county seat and gather them for care." "It is an expedient strategy."
The two discussed flying to the entrance of Xiuye Village. Tu Kun met with Gu Qingrong and Monk Fabao who were waiting here. The other two fifth-level masters and Monk Fadang went to the village where the accident occurred in the east. They heard that Monk Fayuan had just returned a few days ago. Eastern continent.
Lu Changyuan discussed with Gu Qingrong and Monk Fa Bao about the major matter of relocating mortals, and soon reached an agreement. He notified the other three people, and issued orders like a stream of water, mobilizing the large and small forces within three thousand miles nearby to cooperate with the numerous cultivators to move overnight, even if Mortals can't care less about their complaints. At critical moments, it's important to seize time.
Tu Kun followed Liu Zhizhong, a famous hexagram master in the vast continent, and watched him and several hexagram masters and sorcerers walking around the village to calculate, and finally came to the secluded pond at the foot of the mountain outside the east of the village.
"Evil things disappear in the pool."
Liu Zhizhong pointed to the deep pool water and said firmly.
In just half an hour, Lu Yuanyuan received two more flying sword messages. The demon had sneak attacks on two villages. Among them, the message he just received was that the demon was devouring the villagers and was broken by a group of monks. Ten people were saved. When the villagers came to visit, the devil escaped and did not engage in combat.
"Let's go to Shi Nian Village. We'll explore here later."
Lu Yuanyuan was shocked and took the lead to fly to the southeast. Several third-level monks witnessed the black energy escaping into the snow. This was an important clue. While the aura did not disappear, how many of Liu Zhizhong and others might be able to figure out the whereabouts of the devil?
The devil does not dare to fight against the third-level monks, which also explains many problems.
The group quickly rushed to Shi Nian Village, a hundred and fifty miles away from here. The magic weapon monk sniffed the air, and he smelled a trace of extremely faint devilish aura.
It was the devil who had been pestering him for decades, and he was too familiar with it.
Now he is covered with Buddhist patterns all over his body. Brother Fayuan personally holds the pen and uses precious bodhi liquid as ink. The devil will never take advantage of him again. He will catch the devil and smash it with his fists. , wash away his shame, otherwise his mood will not be harmonious.
That time the demon disappeared very suddenly and strangely.
Apart from informing his two senior brothers, Fa Dang and Fa Yuan, he never said that he had heard it from outsiders. Over the years, the two senior brothers led many monks to dig through the Tianchan Stone Temple, which covers an area of 100 miles, countless times. They dug almost ten feet of the ground, but they could not find any trace of the demon.
The devil is indeed lurking near Tianchan Stone Temple.
