This object was no bigger than a pea, and it was not very conspicuous after it fell into a puddle of black water.
Zhao Shun reached out and took it out. There was a faint cold air on it, which was very weak, but particularly familiar.
If she hadn't harbored the blood-cutting sword intention, she might not have been able to detect this thing today, and the reason why this breath was so familiar was that it was exactly the same as the demon species!
However, this thing is not as strong as the demon seed. After Zhao Shun held it in his hand, he didn't feel anything weird. It was not like the demon seed, which always had a bewitching aura lingering around. The difference between the two is like a ripe fruit and a green and shriveled fruit bud.
She twisted it lightly, and without much effort, the thing turned into powder and scattered. Upon seeing this, Zhao Chun secretly thought that he and the human and demon should have a symbiotic relationship. Once the human and demon died, such evil things would disappear.
But the conclusion that can be drawn from this is that the forces that manipulate human demons to launch demonic tribulations and the forces that secretly lay out the demonic seeds are from the same place.
This was an unexpected discovery during this trip.
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Although it was already known that Zhao Chun was very powerful and could easily deal with the demon garrison, the sight of the shocking palm crushing the entire camp and thousands of demons to death still made all the disciples hold their breath and concentrate.
The cold-faced monk was the first to come to his senses. When he raised his eyes and saw Zhao Chun giving a signal, he gave an order and called on his disciples to pick up their magic weapons and go to rescue the trapped people. The ground near the central tent in the camp was deeply sunk. The demon's smelly and purple blood was splashing everywhere. The residual limbs and heads fell to the ground sporadically, and more were directly crushed into pulp.
The remaining evil demon corpses who were lucky enough to survive on the edge of the camp were probably of low strength and could not stand up to this menacing group of Zhaoyan disciples. Everyone knew that this was a great opportunity to accumulate military exploits, so they rushed into the enemy camp without much fear, wielding magic weapons to slay demons and ghosts, and headed all the way to the prison where human beings and monks were imprisoned.
When they finally saw the trapped person, all the disciples could not help but turn pale, their hearts filled with resentment and pity.
Among them are monks and ordinary people, ranging from octogenarians with stooped bodies and white beards and hair, to children in their late teens. After being fed the evil medicine, their faces and bodies became swollen and swollen. Because the internal skeleton had not changed, the loose skin and flesh were like a puddle of mud, making him unable to sit or stand, so the only option was to lie on his back on the ground. The surging blood energy made the skin all over the body turn pink. They were all miserable and screamed feebly on the ground.
"Don't stop watching. Why don't you quickly feed him the elixir given by the sect. After half a quarter of an hour, the blood poison of this evil medicine will be cured, and you can take the person back to the lodge for resettlement!"
The cold-faced monk cleared his throat and scolded him a few times. Then a disciple with a keen mind quickly took out the porcelain bottle from his waist and strode forward to feed him the medicine to detoxify. Not long after, all the monks and common people took the elixir. At that moment, several strange shadows quickly passed through the crowd, and the people on the ground who had just regained their consciousness began to scream in panic.
"It's an evil spirit, no, it's a corpse!" When a disciple figured out the origin of these mysterious shadows, his face suddenly changed and his eyes became solemn!
In terms of strength, the corpse ghost is much weaker than the evil demon, but in terms of difficulty, the evil demon is far from being able to compare with it. As long as there is a corpse, no matter what race it is, whether it is a human or a demon, it can be possessed. If you are in it, if you can't kill it with one blow, you will suffer the consequences instead!
What's more, there are so many helpless people here!
"Ah!" A disciple screamed. It turned out that the person paralyzed in front of him was not a trapped person at all, but a body that had been dead for a long time and was taken over by a corpse, so it was able to move. Now it was organic. You can take advantage of it and rush out of the corpse, trying to get in through the disciple's mouth and nose.
Fortunately, the disciple next to him took action immediately and threw an evil-proof talisman at the corpse. Instantly, he saw the fire of karma burst into flames, burning the corpse into a white smoke!
But this is not the only place that is in crisis. Because many of the trapped people have recovered from the poisonous blood of the evil medicine and their limbs are weak and unable to walk, these inexperienced Zhaoyan disciples failed to notice the change in the situation and felt pity for them. As a result, when dealing with ghouls, one always has to worry about the people around him, and is tied up for a while, showing that he is invincible to the ghouls.
The cold-faced monk was furious when he saw this. While suppressing the ghoul, he had to look after the panicked disciples. In his confusion, one of the foundation-building disciples was bitten by the evil demon leaning over the ghoul. The evil aura It immediately spread from the wound, and his complexion turned dark purple in just a few breaths.
At this moment, a ray of golden light slowly swayed, and many corpses howled and died away. When he looked at the foundation-building disciple again, his aura had been sealed by the Taoist in apricot-yellow clothes.
When Zhao Shun saw that he was bitten on the shoulder, he drew out a trace of true energy and applied it to the injured area. The True Essence of the Great Sun is the most positive Yang in the world, and can ward off all evil things. This evil aura is not a big deal. After touching the True Essence, it begins to slowly retreat, and finally a layer of poisonous blood emerges on the shoulders. After the poisonous blood was wiped away, the disciple also opened his eyes.
"..." He murmured a few times. He felt that his body was still a little cold, but it was not like he couldn't feel it before. When he looked up and saw Zhao Xun's face was slightly cold, a look of shame appeared on his face, and his voice was weak. Said, "Thank you, Master, for the rescue..."
At this time, the cold-faced monk also stood up and said: "This disciple failed to protect me well, so I came here to apologize to the real person."
Zhao Shun knew that he was not to blame for this, so he just waved his hand and said, "Let's take the people back to the lodge to settle down first."
And all the disciples gradually understood that they had almost made a big mistake today and hurt the lives of their fellow disciples, so they did not dare to raise their eyes to look at Zhao Chun. They all lowered their heads, feeling a little disappointed and ashamed.
"You are not deeply involved in the world, so today's disaster was within the sect's expectation," Zhao Xuan sighed and said, "Every time you go through a hardship, you will gain wisdom. If you encounter danger in the future, it will not be as easy as today. When it comes to life-related matters, there is never any regret. You have to understand and distinguish the priorities yourself."
These disciples are just immature mentally. If they can learn lessons from them, they can be regarded as the backbone of the sect in the future. If not, she will not waste her words.
After the words fell, Zhao Chun stood up and stepped onto the cloud. The remaining foundation building disciples were thoughtful and nodded secretly in agreement.
At dawn, the disciples finally returned to the lodge with the trapped people. After that, they had to register their names to record the identities of the people and monks to see if they were related to the wild evil cultivators. But it was no longer something that Zhao Shun needed to pay attention to. She removed the evil garrison and handed over the task to the nearest pass.
