"There are people in Xiamo City who have broken through to Xiaotongmai!" Shasha said happily.
"No, Emperor Xia has broken through to the Great Meridian Realm. I'm going to go to Xia Mo." After saying that, Ouyang Zhengwen disappeared.
After a moment of joy, Shasha'an asked Ouyang Man again: "Have the casualties and number of prisoners been counted?"
"The number of captives has not been calculated yet. Except for Xuanqing, the number of prisoners in other cities of the Death Monk is around 200, and there are more than 13,000 people with minor and serious injuries."
"The Twelve Young Masters don't have any murderous intentions. Compared with other invaded dynasties, we are lucky."
"When we were in Xuan Qing, a general from the Nine Saints Church said that their purpose was not to kill, and the Twelve Young Masters have the strictest military discipline among all the Young Masters."
"No matter how small his murderous intentions are, or how strict his military discipline is. The moment the Nine Saints Church invaded my singing bird, there was an sworn hatred between us."
After a few breaths of silence, Ouyang Man looked at Changsheng: "By the way, Changsheng. In order to survive, a slave of the Lu family confessed that Lu Fei's mother Tang Yi had ordered him to go to Xiamo City to find the Shadow Hall to assassinate you."
"The people from the Shadow Hall appeared once, but I killed them. Now I can only be careful to guard against assassinations from behind." Changsheng sighed helplessly.
"You are really lucky. But I asked Commander Che to take him to Xiamo City. After paying 120 yuan crystals, I can withdraw the Shadow Order. You don't have to worry."
"Thank you Elder Man."
After coming out of the palace, Changsheng found that Hun Li, Ding Hui and other five people were anxiously waiting for him at the entrance of the palace.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Changsheng asked doubtfully.
"It's good that the young master is fine. Your relationship with the twelfth young master is unusual. We are worried that the dynasty will be unfavorable to you."
"Don't worry, no matter what happens, the dynasty will not take action against me, because they all know about my relationship with Danding Palace and Bingling Palace,"
"By the way, Fatty. Xuanqing City has also been invaded, but your parents are fine. You go back and take a look."
Chang Sheng said as he handed the Big Bird's control jade slip to Hun Li: "Take Fatty with you, and be careful on the way."
Several people walked to the inn. Halfway through the journey, Changsheng suddenly stopped and looked back.
Five or six feet away behind him, a middle-aged man in gray robe was looking at Changsheng with a smile, and said "hehe, hehe" in a silly smile, obviously a little stupid.
Changsheng's consciousness probed, and then he was shocked.
Great witch!
The word "big witch" appeared in Changsheng's mind.
Chang Sheng thought quickly: Could this be the person who performed the witchcraft on Guan Mu? But why should he follow him? By the way, that brown spot in the sea of consciousness.
When the soul appeared in the sea of consciousness, Changsheng found that the brown light spot was missing. Entering the first floor of the black tower again, there is still no sign of brown light spots.
When Changsheng discovered that the brown spot in the sea of consciousness was missing, he was a little surprised, but he immediately regained his composure.
Maybe it disappeared on its own or was surrendered by the Molong Ring.
When Xie Hanzi saw Chang Sheng staring unblinkingly at the middle-aged man behind him, he was a little confused: "What's the matter, young gentleman?"
"This man has been following us since I came out of the palace."
Liu Xunfeng also looked back, but was suddenly shocked: "Little sir, it was because of him that I was poisoned in the first place."
"What was the situation?"
"It's nothing special. I saw him being bullied by a few people on the street corner, so I went to rescue him. Then the person pushed me and ran away. Then I found out that I was poisoned."
Changsheng nodded. He remembered that after he rescued Liu Xunfeng, he also saw a small purple mud insect, which should be a Gu insect.
Hun Li said that witches target the soul, while Gu targets the body. Obviously, Guan Mu is a witch and Liu Xunfeng is a gu.
Changsheng came back and walked to the middle-aged man: "Why do you want to follow me?"
"Hehe, hehe."
"You don't understand what I'm saying?"
"Hehe, hehe."
"Since you want to follow me, then I will always take you with me, okay?"
"Hehe, hehe."
The middle-aged man didn't speak, but every time Chang Sheng said something, he would giggle twice.
"Old Man Ding, I'll leave this person to you. He is most likely an ancient witch clan or a descendant of the ancient witch clan."
"What? Are you sure, devil?"
"It's basically certain that he should have worked for Zhou Yushu. Fortunately, he escaped when the Zhou family was destroyed."
Changsheng paused and said, "We will confirm it later when Hun Li comes back."
…
There was no near miss, and the battle to defend the songbird ended in just one day.
Because the Twelve Young Masters did not kill anyone, the number of Mingque soldiers killed and wounded in battle was completely within the acceptable range.
Those ordinary people who were accidentally injured were very few, and the damage to the city was also minimal.
Even so, almost ninety-nine percent of the spirit-rooted children and Qi-refining monks in the dynasty were kidnapped, leaving a trace of gloom on everyone's faces.
And when the news spread that Ouyang Zhengwen and Shasha'an had advanced to the Xiaotongmai realm, there was a hint of joy on people's faces.
Because of the advancement of the two Xiaotongmai realm experts, not only the Xia Mo Dynasty but also the entire Nanjiang Continent, the Mingque Dynasty can raise its head.
In Ding Huiyun's boat, Chang Sheng, Hun Li, and Ding Hui carefully investigated the foolish middle-aged man in gray robe.
"The Witch Clan, like us, has no external characteristics. Unless a witch is cast on the spot, no one will know. By the way, there should be Gu insects on him."
The middle-aged man didn't even have a storage bag, not to mention a storage bag, and no one found out what else he had on him.
"He followed the young master. I think it's because Guan Mu's witchcraft is still in the young master's sea of consciousness."
"That brown spot is gone."
"Disappeared?" Hun Li was a little confused: "It's okay if it disappears. Don't end up becoming a disaster."
"I am sure that this person is a great witch, so Old Man Ding will take care of him with some snacks. Maybe he can also research some witchcraft."
Changsheng and others still stayed in the Jinding Inn. Because the demonic energy was exhausted again, Changsheng condensed more than ten bottles of red green in one breath.
For replenishing demonic energy, demonic energy is only a drop in the bucket, and it is also time-consuming and labor-intensive. The magic fetus is the best, but finding it can only rely on luck.
The only way now is to find those people who have been corrupted by the demon liquid.
Changsheng decided that after finishing the matters at hand and settling Liu Xunfeng and Xie Gu, he would take Hun Li and Old Man Ding to the Zhenjie Division to try their luck.
After purchasing enough spiritual materials from Bingling Pavilion and Jianghai Chamber of Commerce, Changsheng locked himself up and started refining elixirs.
This was Chang Sheng's first time using the skull alchemy furnace and thug's elixir fire to make elixirs. Because it was cold, he named the skull alchemy furnace Leng Shuang.
However, he is still a little worried that the dark attributes of the thugs will be discovered by heaven, which will cause disaster.
Fortunately, after more than half an hour of condensation, melting, and then the elixir entering the cold frost to condense the elixir, melt the elixir, temper the elixir, protect the elixir, and finally complete the elixir, there was no sign of any catastrophe.
The final elixir collection also went smoothly.
Ding, ding, ding, ding…
After eight crisp sounds, nine round elixirs with a faint grass-like green light were released.
More than an hour later, a total of 27 pills from the three furnaces were put into 3 pill bottles by Chang Sheng. After that, Changsheng refined another fire-attributed elixir.
The next day, Changsheng arrived at the top of Mingque Mountain before noon.
As usual, she collected the Immortal Yuan for herself and the Golden Horn Niu. Changsheng took out the three bottles of pills.
"Senior, I will leave Songque in a few days. It will take at least three years for the Jingqiucao you are guarding to mature. I have refined three furnaces of elixirs with all-attribute spiritual materials, and one furnace of fire-attribute attack elixirs for you. Leave."
"It doesn't matter if you go out and explore. I know that you are different from other monks in terms of soul power and other aspects. Be careful not to let others worry about you along the way."
"Thank you, senior. I will come back to see you when the Jingqiu grass is mature at the latest and help you refine Jingqiu Dan."
The next day, Chang Sheng came to Ling Snake Mountain, but instead of going to Ling Snake Sect to meet Qi Tiancheng and the others, he went directly to the Four Snakes.
Since the last time Changsheng condensed the elixir for them, the Four Snakes have collected a lot of spiritual materials with all attributes during this period.
Seeing Changsheng taking out Leng Shuang and Thug and starting to make elixirs, the four snakes were overjoyed.
Because elixirs are always more effective than liquid elixirs, it's like the difference between eating them raw and eating them cooked.
After refining the elixir, looking at the four snake eggs, and chatting with the four snakes for a while, Changsheng returned to Songque.
…
The new sun is rising in the east, and the merchants and shops in Mingque City have just opened their doors. In front of Lu Mingyi's private residence, someone is busy building a stage.
In just one tea session, a wooden platform about twenty feet square was successfully built. In front of the wooden platform, many people have come one after another.
An hour later, there was a sea of people in front of the wooden platform, and dozens of cloud boats and merchant boats from various cities in the Mingque Dynasty were parked behind the crowd.
"I, Jianghai Chamber of Commerce, Ji Leng, were entrusted by the dynasty to auction the manor here today. Mr. Xu Zhongxu is the notary appointed by the dynasty."
An old man in gray robe walked to the stage and hugged a dynasty warship.
"The manor here is 300 and 47 feet long from north to south and 200 and 39 feet wide from east to west. There is a main courtyard, four side courtyards in the southeast, northwest and two backyards. In addition, each courtyard has a separate practice room."
"I think all of you adults and shopkeepers should be familiar with it, so I won't go into details. The starting price of the manor is 400,000 Lingyu, and the price increase starts from 10%."
"I'm offering 440,000 yuan from thousands of families in Baishou City." The first bid came from a merchant boat.
"Zilu Restaurant offers 500,000 yuan." A gentle female voice came from a small purple cloud boat. It was obviously Ziqiu, the shopkeeper of Zilu.
"Luo Yuchenghui's family contributed 540,000 yuan."
"Bingling Pavilion offers 600,000 yuan."
"Sister Yao, is this small Mingque City worth opening another Bingling Pavilion?"
"Sister Ziqiu is joking. There are many uses for buying a manor." Pavilion Master Yao said to Ziqiu with a smile.
"The Ming Dynasty paid 700,000 to the Ming family."
A clear girl's voice came from a white luxury cloud boat. As soon as the girl finished speaking, the noise from the crowd surged up like a big wave.
"Mingwu Dynasty? What kind of manor did she buy from our Mingque Dynasty?"
"It's probably some eldest lady from the Ming family who came to show off."
