An hour later, in the West Market, which was under complete martial law.
"Is this right here?"
Deng Yuanqi looked around at the members of Qin Tian Jian nearby, and couldn't help but frowning and asked.
Because compared to the West Market before he left, the current situation here can no longer be described as a simple "ruin".
"Sir, this is it."
Lowering his head slightly, a young monk closest to Deng Yuanqi spoke softly with a respectful and humble attitude that was absolutely impossible for a "casual cultivator".
These are the practitioners trained by Qin Tian Jian.
They do not pursue immortality, nor do they desire the next life. These monks are just war machines trained by the government, with combat effectiveness as the highest criterion.
This can be seen from the record of Li Gang, the successor of Chongxuan Dao.
Before he achieved his innate ability, he dared to chase down the dog demon and cause trouble for hundreds of miles.
After cultivating the sword pill, he had an impressive record of driving back the thousand-year-old locust tree demon and severely damaging the Qingqiu Fox clone.
By extension, even if the other practitioners of Qin Tianjian are not as defiant as Li Gang, their fighting power is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary practitioners.
"What about the monsters that caused so many casualties? Where have they gone?"
Frowning slightly, Deng Yuanqi asked displeasedly.
As soon as he returned to Chang'an and took over such a mess, even a saint like Deng Yuanqi would be angry, not to mention his temper was not very good.
"The dragon used the river in the city to escape before we surrounded this place..."
"But my subordinates have sent people to chase him. I believe there will be an answer soon."
Although his expression was respectful, but there was no fear on his face, the young monk immediately answered Deng Yuanqi's question.
"As for the injured red dragon?"
"It was rescued, but my subordinates have arranged for people to track it."
Hearing what the young monk said, Deng Yuanqi's brows furrowed even more.
The escape of Jiaolong and Red Dragon was as expected.
After all, as one of the subspecies of dragons, although they do not have the supreme power of being able to move up or down like real dragons, or to ascend or hide, they are not something that anyone can keep.
Especially for the monks trained by Qin Tianjian, their skills are more reflected in subduing demons and killing monsters, fighting and killing, rather than in tracking and retaining people.
In fact, being able to bite the "tail" of the evil dragon without losing him was beyond Deng Yuanqi's expectations.
But now the question is, who rescued the red dragon? And not a single clue was left behind.
"Who saved that red dragon?"
Hearing this, the young monk who had always been very alert hesitated for a moment before speaking softly.
"The person who rescued Chilong was not a local monk in Chang'an, nor a registered monk from another place, but an unknown casual cultivator."
"Based on what my subordinates saw before, that casual cultivator should have practiced pure Yang magical power, Dharma of heaven and earth, Shinto Dharma, and..."
Speaking of this, the young monk hesitated again, and then said the most crucial sentence in Deng Yuanqi's questioning eyes.
"And the Buddhist golden body and enchantment."
Before he finished speaking, Deng Yuanqi shook his head decisively to deny the young monk's statement.
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"Impossible! How can someone master the secrets of both Buddhism and Taoism at the same time?! Then you must have seen it wrong!"
There was no rush to respond to Deng Yuanqi, because the young monk scolded his subordinates in the same way at the beginning.
However, after a brief thought, the young monk remembered a certain secret in Qin Tian Jian, a secret that could be traced back to the period when Qin Tian Jian collected the secrets of various Taoist schools.
"Sir, it is naturally impossible for ordinary people to practice Buddhism and Taoism, but what if the target is not an 'ordinary person'?"
He reminded thoughtfully that the young monk did not show any concern and quickly expressed his guess.
"Who in this world is the best at studying the golden body secrets of Buddhism, and is also proficient in Taoist uninherited techniques such as pure yang magical powers, heaven and earth laws, and Shinto laws..."
"I'm afraid it's just that person, right?"
He didn't say the person's name directly, but the young monk believed that Deng Yuanqi should know who he was talking about.
"'Everything is mine' Danchenzi?!"
Realizing the "truth" for the first time, Deng Yuanqi certainly didn't want to believe that Dan Chenzi, who had disappeared for several years, would appear in Chang'an at this juncture.
But after some careful thinking, Deng Yuanqi discovered that except for Dan Chenzi, who was both good and evil and proficient in the method of incarnation, there seemed to be no one who could fully meet the characteristics described by the young monk.
"Dan Chenzi...he's back?"
It was unclear whether it was fear or anger. When Deng Yuanqi said the name "Dan Chenzi", he unconsciously touched his neck - there was an obvious scar there.
Those were the scars Dan Chenzi left on Deng Yuanqi when he forcibly broke into the headquarters of Qintianjian with the intention of regaining the secret technique of the incarnation lineage. It was also a "mark of shame" that could not be erased in his life.
"Sir, do you still need to track the whereabouts of that red dragon?"
Seeing that Deng Yuanqi was deep in thought, the young monk raised his question in a timely manner.
In the view of the young monk, instead of worrying about the whereabouts of Dan Chenzi, it is better to concentrate all the power of Qin Tianjian and find the escaped evil dragon.
Because according to past experience, no matter how much noise Dan Chenzi makes, his target is the various secretarial books hidden inside the Qintian Prison.
But that evil dragon is different. It appeared in Chang'an inexplicably this time and killed people on such a large scale. What is its true purpose is the most important.
"Have you determined the identity of that evil dragon?"
As if he heard something from the young monk's words, Deng Yuanqi's eyes widened in shock.
"Yes, my lord."
Calmly taking out a glass bottle from his arms, the young monk pointed to the dark mist in the bottle and said in a determined tone.
"The only demon king in the world who dares to melt the inner elixir with the water of the underworld is that evil dragon in the entire Central Plains."
After saying this, the young monk waved his hands to the subordinates behind him to carry out something, and carried it directly in front of Deng Yuanqi.
"This is……"
Gently lifting the satin cloth covering the "thing", Deng Yuanqi discovered that underneath it was actually a broken dragon head that was larger than his entire body.
"This is one of the two dragon incarnations that Dan Chenzi left behind before he rescued the red dragon."
After listening to the young monk's words, Deng Yuanqi, who had already regarded Pei Wende as Dan Chenzi by default, touched his neck again, and a chill from his heart suddenly surged into his heart.
"Use the demon body to practice Buddhism, use the dragon form to pursue the method of transforming into a dragon..."
Without too many words from the young monk, Deng Yuanqi had already recognized the true identity of the evil dragon when he saw the severed head.
"The evil dragon of West Lake - Wulin water!"
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