When Xue Tong checked into the inn, the gatekeeper reported the news to the palace, which aroused the alarm of the royal family.
The royal family's master went into the store to inquire and learned that Xue Tong came from the ghost clan.
Xue Tongtong's pseudonym Xue Sheng, he was not sure whether his real name, Bing Sheng, who was the farthest away from Yun Xi, was so famous.
There are too many people, especially Guan Muqing, so it is easy to get ganged up by using Luo Sheng's pseudonym.
"These are Taoist friends," the royal master looked at Fan Ruhua and others and asked.
"Yeah" Xue Tong nodded.
"Oh, it's rare for fellow Taoists to care about the ghost clan. Most people are afraid to avoid it. The royal clan is recruiting monks. If you don't mind, we can form a team to Tianqi and wait for my news at the inn."
"Xue has no intention of bringing an official background. Can Taoist Master tell us how far the ghost clan's troubles have reached?"
Bingsheng is far away from Yougukong. If Wangcheng takes action, the situation will not be small.
"Everyone comes voluntarily, and the people of Yunxi will naturally welcome you. In fact, there is not much harassment from the ghost clan. Tianqi, the nearest one, has been attacked by the demon clan. The various sects do not want to cause trouble again, and they are just on guard and not to interfere."
"The haunting in the country has not been solved for a long time, and people's complaints are increasing day by day. The Tianqi royal family has to come forward and try to solve it."
"But there are not enough monks in the royal family. Tianqi has repeatedly asked Bingsheng, Daliang, and Kan for support. My king has been delaying for several years. He really can't stand his kindness and plans to help."
"But there are really too few people willing to go, and we can't assemble a decent team."
The royal master elaborated.
"Xue understands, thank you."
The Royal Grandmaster paused and said, "Actually, the Taoist Master might really consider showing up in the name of Bingsheng."
“How many people did Bingsheng recruit?”
"fifteen people"
"Xue Mouruo, in the name of Bingsheng, leads his own team and does not mix with others."
"It's easy to say. At the worst, we can divide into one team and two teams and wait for my news." The royal family grandmaster left the inn.
…
a few days later
The grandmaster left and returned, saying that Bingsheng, the second most powerful person, was the Duke of Zhenguo, and invited fourteen people from Xue Tong to camp.
At half an hour, the chariot and horse team drove into the camp.
To the left of Duke Zhenguo, thirteen monks were sitting.
"The king has sent me to help you practice. Feng Lun will be the leader of the first team, and Xue Sheng will lead the second team. I will give you a bronze medal for Bingsheng. Each team will receive twenty million spiritual stones. When you return from victory, you will be rewarded heavily." Zhenguo Duke said.
Royal monk, send me the storage bag.
"We can set off tomorrow and go to Tianqi King City first." Zhen Guogong said again.
At the peak of Grandmaster Feng Lun, there was one Grandmaster, one late-stage monk, and two early-stage Grandmaster warriors. The personnel configuration seemed to be slightly stronger than Xue Tong's group.
What's more important is that there are as many as five women in Xue Tong's team.
Fan Ruhua, Guan Muqing, and Zhao Jiangning are at the beauty level, Xiao Yuer is at the average level, and her hard work is average.
Attracting Feng Lun's team to take a peek.
"I heard that Taoist Master Xue is from Huanchen. This fellow Taoist seems to have been stimulated, and fellow Taoist Li's temperament is a bit weird." Feng Lun's eyes stayed on Guan Muqing and Li Xin for a moment.
The tone and words were slightly condescending.
"Captain Feng has good taste. Fellow Taoist Guan doesn't like to be talked about by others. Where is Director Feng from?"
Xue Tong waved his hand slightly and quickly changed the topic.
After all, it is the place where the Duke of Zhen Guo belongs, and it is not the place to cause trouble.
"Feng Moubingshengren, the Taoist priest is doing business in Huanchen"
"Do some elixir trading"
Xue Tong talked very little, because the Duke of Zhen was very interested in listening, and he had just sat down, so it was inconvenient for him to get up and leave.
The Duke of Zhenguo's cultivation level was pitifully low, only at the level of a martial artist. Just out of curiosity, he practiced some Qi refining techniques and the five elements' basic spells.
He couldn't even feel the level of cultivation of most people in the room.
If there is too much difference in monk level, even if it spans two major levels, the difference will not be felt.
"Let me see what special methods you Taoist priests have," Zhen Guogong said.
"Yes, the Duke of Zhen is fond of martial arts and wants to see the strength of the Bingsheng Kingdom monks who support Tianqi." The royal family's grandmaster also said.
Xue Tong felt that Zhen Guogong's proposal was by no means a temporary idea.
"This is normal. We sent people and gave him bronze medals and spiritual stones. It's only logical to see his strength." Xue Tong said secretly.
"Brother Feng's Jingyan Fire Dragon has reached perfection. I haven't seen it for a long time, so it's time to show it off," said the master beside Feng Lun.
"Hey~, Daochang Xue is here, so don't be in a hurry to show your ugliness." Feng Lun pretended to be polite.
Xue Tong has already passed the stage of showing off. His true cultivation level is not comparable to that of Feng Lun. There is no point in comparing with these people.
However, he did not put enough effort into the spell. He had just finished practicing the fifth level of the Fire Dragon Technique. With his strong magic power, the Fire Dragon could barely reach the mid-level master level.
"Xue is not good at the fire dragon technique, but he has practiced evil spirit spells for several years."
"oh"
Xue Tong's words aroused everyone's interest.
Summoning spells are rare.
The monks at the Xuanling Dojo also widened their eyes. These people all obtained the summoning technique, but only Fan Ruhua and Huo Huang had actually perfected it.
"Okay, Taoist priest, please!" the Duke of Zhen said excitedly.
After leaving the main room of the camp, Xue Tong uttered a curse in the open air.
"boom!"
The void trembled violently, and suddenly a large cloud of black smoke appeared, as big as a hill.
Three jet-black python heads were revealed from the smoke. They were larger than the body of the car, with sparkling green eyes. The snakes were hesitating, their bloody mouths were slightly open, and the scales on their necks were dark and shiny.
The evil spirit slowly probed its head, revealing its body, with three necks united into one, and a thick python with a length of more than ten feet.
Level 2 and three evil spirits, the master is accomplished!
"Wow!" Duke Zhen Guo hid behind several royal masters, exposed his head, and praised.
Xue Tong pinched it with two fingers.
The evil spirit opened its three mouths at the same time, and the three dark red breath fires merged and crashed to the ground with a rumble.
The three pythons breathed out and instantly created a pit several feet deep. Smoke and hot air flew up, and earth and stone fragments sprayed out.
"call!"
The evil spirit shot straight into the sky and turned into a small black dot high in the sky, leaving only billowing black smoke behind it.
Ren Juexin and the others, with their hearts pounding, saw the power of summoning for the first time. It would be impossible to obtain such spells in Quexian Palace in their lifetime.
The monks in Feng Lun's team looked bad, and summoning evil spirits seemed to be as good as Feng Lun's fire dragon.
Feng Lun said the magic formula in his mouth and pinched it with three fingers.
"boom!"
Hot air hit his face, and the giant ten-foot-long fire dragon swung its tail fiercely. The fire wave rolled across half of the training ground, and all the earth and stone fragments were thrown into the air. The flames scraped a foot of the ground, and the ground was covered with scorched earth.
The aura of the Jingyan Fire Dragon was also so amazing that Xue Tong felt that it was hard to distinguish between it and the evil spirit.
"Wow~!" Brother Feng Lun shouted loudly.
"If a dragon and a python fight, who will win in the end?"
The Duke of Zhen suddenly asked.
Most people suddenly changed their expressions. Only a layman like Zhen Guogong could say such provocative questions. Once there was a competition, the loser would definitely leave a shadow, which would be detrimental to unity.
"Haha, Xue thinks they are evenly matched, maybe Huo Jiao Xiao wins." Xue Tong said generously.
"Of course the three-headed python is stronger!" Guan Muqing said stupidly.
"Haha, it's hard to say. Let's compete again when we get a chance." Xue Tong didn't want to engage in this unnecessary argument.
Feng Lun did not think that Xue Tong was afraid of him, but the monks in the team believed that Xue Tong was not confident enough, and shouted in unison: "The fire dragon is stronger!"
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, my subordinates think they are evenly matched, so let's not compare ourselves." The Royal Grandmaster said hurriedly.
"Okay, what about other Taoist priests' special skills?"
The general will of the country has not yet been exhausted, so he said again.
Fan Ruhua rolled her eyes, "Fan raised a spiritual pet, which makes all fellow Taoists laugh."
She tapped the pet bag, and a yellow and black poisonous insect flew out.
Spotted wolf poisonous spider!
Fan Ruhua devoted herself to raising a pet, and in a hundred years she became a master.
It is not easy to raise a spiritual pet. Only one person in Feng Lun's team has raised an innate spiritual pet, which is far behind.
"Daozhang Xue's white tiger hasn't been seen for a long time. It's almost reaching the late stage of Grandmaster. Why don't you let everyone take a look?"
Fan Ruhua points the general.
Feng Lun and the others looked at her unreasonably and looked at her with lecherous eyes, which made Fan Ruhua very dissatisfied. If these people didn't know how powerful they were, it was hard to say that they wouldn't become even more wanton.
"Oh, we're still a little far away from the later stage." Xue Tong had a clear understanding, patted the pet bag, and a white light flew out.
"Ho~ho~" White Tiger roared in a low voice.
Since arriving in Huanchen, the corpses of high-level ice attribute beasts have never stopped, causing the White Tiger's aura to grow steadily, approaching the late stage of the Grand Master.
The white tiger is two feet high at the shoulders and more than seven feet long. Such a huge beast immediately stunned the Duke of Zhen. It took him a long time to realize it and trembled continuously: "Awesome... awesome, awesome... awesome!"
The white tiger huffed and puffed, and wherever it passed, the scorched land that was still smoking was suddenly turned into frozen soil, covered with a layer of white frost.
"And how's the poisonous puppet doing?"
Xiao Yuer followed suit.
"It's okay, let those people be afraid."
Xue Tong thought of this and patted the pet bag again.
A dark green bone puppet appeared, holding an earth-level dragon-tooth iron bow, wrapped in a light green mist.
Xue Tongtong picked off the top of a tree beside the camp, a twig with leaves, and threw it towards the green mist.
The branches and leaves are stained with fog, and when they fall to the ground, they quickly turn black and wither.
The bone puppet has been soaked in more than 20,000 types of toxins, and its aura is extremely close to that of a late-stage master.
The Royal Grandmaster is overjoyed!
With the white tiger and bone puppet alone, "Xue Sheng" is definitely not an ordinary top master. The cost of two spiritual pets is enough to push a medium-qualified warrior to the top of the master.
Xiao Yuer had a good relationship with the bone puppet, so she walked over and stretched out her hand to touch it.
The green mist gathered into the body in the blink of an eye, and the soul fire in the bone puppet's eye sockets revealed tenderness.
Xiao Yu'er stroked the puppet's arm and smiled.
"Okay, are you satisfied, Lord?" Xue Tong asked with a smile.
"The needle is hidden in the cotton today, and it's not overbearing. It's very good!" Xue Tong thought to himself.
"I have opened my eyes. If you go to Tianqi, you will succeed immediately!" Zhen Guo Gong smiled happily.
…
Brother Bingsheng sets out.
The royal cavalry cleared the way, and the journey was uneventful, and they arrived at King Tianqi's city smoothly.
King Tianqi met him personally to show his importance.
The next day, we set off to the valley and built a camp on the edge of the ghost tribe's territory.
Bingsheng camp is located three hundred miles south of Tianqi's main camp.
The Shikoku monk camp is in the shape of an arc, blocking the way for the ghost clan to continue to expand.
Xue Tong greeted Feng Lun: "Xue will take a few people to check out the situation first, and I will trouble Daoist Feng about setting up the camp."
"There's no need to take the initiative if you're in such a hurry."
"Waiting is not the answer. Tianqi has been building for more than half a year and has no contact with the ghost clan. It will be hard to tell in the year of the monkey."
"Xue has his own sense of proportion, fellow Taoist, don't worry."
Behind Xue Tong, Fan Ruhua, Xiao Yu'er, Li Xin, Huo Huang, Guan Muqing, and Ren Juexin all looked excited and eager to try.
Xue Tong originally wanted to take only the grandmaster, but couldn't stand Xiao Yu'er's hard work, so he took Ren Juexin with him to take care of Guan Muqing.
Green mist floats in the sky and has entered the realm of the ghost clan.
