"Leaving this time is not going to work."
Quan Yongchang shook his head: "Monsters like the dream demon have no intelligence. They have a free logic of killing. The dream demon is based on the memory of the people it killed. Now the dream demon has killed more than 300 Zhao family members. People, all the memories of these people belong to the Zhao family."
He said flatly: "By night, there is at least a 90% chance that the demon in the dream will continue to hunt down the Zhao family."
As soon as this statement came out.
Including Zhao Yongqi and the great elder, the expressions of several Zhao family monks on the field immediately turned ugly.
Good guy.
You can't afford to provoke him, you can't hide from him.
It depends on the Zhao family, right?
"It would be great if the old patriarch was here." Some monks even sighed like this.
Zhao glanced at the monk with his peripheral vision.
Zhao Chongshan.
He kept the name in his mind and said nothing more.
He thought about it.
Shi Li asked: "Senior Quan has a high level of cultivation, so he must have a solution."
The reason why Zhao Yongqi asked this.
It was because he knew that if the demon in the dream was so dangerous that Quan Yongchang had nothing to do, the senior Quan was probably already considering running away and would not have the time to explain so much here.
The feedback from Quan Yongchang on the Insight Technique: Be cautious, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
This shows that he will not really put himself in danger.
This attitude at this time is very likely to be about selling at a price, hoping to get some benefits. As for the authenticity of his words, Zhao Yongqi did not have too much doubt, because this kind of lie could be easily exposed, and he believed that as a foundation-building monk, he would not be so unwise.
"Quan does have a magic weapon to deal with such illusory things, but this magic weapon is not easy to come by, and there is loss every time it is used..."
"Two thousand spirit stones."
Zhao Yongqi said firmly: "Senior Quan, the Zhao family is willing to use two thousand spirit stones to offset the loss of this magical weapon."
"Actually, the loss is secondary." Quan Yongchang added: "The strength of the dream demon in the field is comparable to that of the foundation. Even Quan can't guarantee that he will escape unscathed."
"Four thousand spiritual stones, all seniors, this is the lowest price of the Zhao family." Zhao Yongqi emphasized his voice.
This is indeed the lowest price he is willing to pay.
Because the Zhao family didn't really have any trump cards. Among the Zhao family resources that Zhao Shouyan left him, there were as many as two or three one-time powerful treasures similar to the "Qingjiu Sword" talisman.
There's really no way.
He razed the camp to the ground, not believing that the demon in the dream could still hide.
It's just that this kind of treasure is worth at least tens of thousands of spirit stones. It belongs to the clan and will not be used easily.
Weakness is the original sin.
There are no high-level monks in the Zhao family.
There are always monks who want to rip you off.
Even Quan Yongchang, who seemed to be a good person, wanted to take this opportunity to gain some benefits.
"That's fine."
Hearing that Zhao Yongqi would not give in anymore, Quan Yongchang finally said: "Since Patriarch Zhao is so sincere, Quan will take some risks and go again."
"Thank you, Senior Quan."
Zhao Yongqi is as clear as a mirror and is very aware of Quan Yongchang's dark thoughts, but he can only thank him again.
After arriving in southern Xinjiang.
In just two months, he had spent nearly 30,000 spiritual stones, which made him feel that running a family was not easy, especially running a cultivating family, where there were even more men than men.
At first.
After selling off Weishan, Lingtian, shops and various industries, coupled with the Zhao family's accumulation over the past century, the Lingshi that fell into Zhao Yongqi's hands was only over one million.
Sounds like a lot.
In fact, if converted into medium-grade spiritual stones, it would only be more than 10,000 pieces. Of course, this is just a calculation of spiritual stones, and does not include various resources such as spiritual materials, elixirs, talismans, and magic weapons.
but.
Cost at this rate.
Within two or three years.
He, the leader of the Zhao clan, would soon be exhausted.
"We must find ways to cut back on our income and open up our income. Once we reach the Xinwei Mountains in southern Xinjiang, we must find sources of income as quickly as possible, and we cannot wait to have nothing but nothing."
Zhao Yongqi secretly told the matter about the spirit stone.
Ranked first.
...
After Quan Yongchang got the spirit stone, he took out another branch-shaped magic weapon from his storage bag, held it above his head and cast a clear light, and stepped into the silent camp again.
And Zhao Yongqi and others.
Naturally, I can only wait dryly outside.
The effect of the spirit stone is immediate.
Not long after.
A blue-purple spiritual light bloomed in the camp, and the spiritual light extended to every corner of the camp, covering the entire camp. I seemed to hear a scream in the middle, and saw a faint blue smoke rising above the middle tent, and immediately It was blown away by the breeze.
Subsequently.
The eerie sense of isolation between the camp area and its surroundings disappears.
Quan Yongchang's calm voice came: "The demon in the dream has been eliminated. Patriarch Zhao can bring people in."
Zhao Yongqi looked around slightly.
After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he hid an exorcism talisman in his sleeve, and walked towards the interior of the camp with the elders.
Walk towards the main entrance again.
As expected, the exorcism charm in his sleeve did not become hot again, which made Zhao Yongqi's tense heart relax slightly.
only.
The demon in the dream was eliminated so easily, but I don't know whether it was because Zhao Yongqi didn't have enough knowledge and Quan Yongchang's skills were really good; or whether it was Quan who exaggerated the danger of the demon in the dream.
Walk to the camp.
The smell of blood hit his face.
Zhao Yongqi immediately threw away these distracting thoughts.
Regardless of whether the danger of demons in dreams is exaggerated or not, it is indeed true that so many people in the Zhao family died.
He went into a nearby tent.
It was miserable inside. There was no complete body at all. There should be twenty to forty people in a tent, but at this moment, all of them were left with broken limbs. The arms and thighs were like tree trunks, formed into shapes in the middle of the tent. Weird three-dimensional shape, blood and water flowed freely in the tent like crisscrossing creeks.
Thirty-two heads were neatly placed together, all of them opened their eyes and looked towards the entrance of the tent.
Like...
It was the same as staring at Zhao Yongqi and others.
Zhao Yongqi felt uncomfortable out of nowhere. There was a female cultivator from the Zhao family next to him, and she couldn't help but retched.
There is no need to read any further.
With heavy hearts, each of them went straight to the middle tent, the one with the last smoke coming out.
Quan Yongchang is waiting here.
When he saw them arriving, he immediately said: "The demon in the dream has been eliminated and it is safe here. Quan will go back first." He reminded: "It is best to deal with these corpses as soon as possible to avoid the breeding of other evil things."
Say it.
Without waiting for Zhao Yongqi to answer, he turned into a blue light and left.
The tent in the middle was in the same miserable condition.
The difference is that because this is where Zhao Chongyuan, a monk from the Zhao family, lives, only two corpses can be pieced together. The other corpse is a woman, presumably a maid or something.
Zhao Yongqi was silent for a long time.
Finally he said in a deep voice: "Let's all... burn them all."
After saying that, he threw out a fireball talisman, which turned into a red fireball the size of a fist and shot towards the corpses in the tent. The flames instantly enveloped the corpses.
"yes."
The great elder and several others went to several other tents.
Zhao Yongqi stood there quietly.
Flames reflected in the pupils.
Zhao Yongqi was not really sad, but the tragic situation in front of him could not help but make him feel sad.
Southern Xinjiang.
More dangerous than imagined.
"What's this."
Suddenly, Zhao Yongqi blinked his eyes and saw that some of the burned corpses still had a piece of bone the size of a palm left.
