Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 216
They were hired by the Zhen family at a high price.

Its original intention was not to kill people, but to slow down the travel speed of imperial envoys.

If it is put outside, assassination, assassination, and poisoning from time to time will also be a threat to Lin Ruhai.

At this time, they were trapped in the formation, separated by mist, unable to communicate with each other, and then they were wiped out one by one by Zhou Xun's command of Taoist soldiers.

"At this time, the Zhen family is still coping like this. What are they waiting for?"

"A mere Zhen family, what support do you have to think that you can fight against the imperial court?"

This is exactly where Zhou Xun was puzzled.

It is also where many people are confused.

"The Zhen family's response is too strange, as if they are waiting for something, this feeling is becoming more and more obvious."

Below, in the valley, the shouting gradually died down.

From Zhou Xun's point of view, there were no more standing enemies.

The silent black-armored Taoist soldiers moved in unison in groups of three or four.

Through the connection in his heart, Zhou Xun divided the battlefield into roughly equal areas of 12 yuan.

Each area has three teams of sixty Taoist soldiers.

Now is the time to clean up the battlefield.

There are quite a few talismans attached to the Taoist soldiers, which can ward off fire, avoid water, and avoid dust. They walk quietly and can fly against the wind for short distances if necessary.

A corpse lying among the rocks, when the Taoist soldiers approached, suddenly moved, pulled out the broken sword beside him and stabbed.

Clanking, sparks flying, the blow didn't miss, but it was useless.

With a slash of the long knife in the backhand, broken arms and human heads flew up, and the splashed blood splattered all over the sky.

The invisible force separated the "dust", and the Taoist soldiers were still spotless.

The corpses that fell on the ground, no matter whether they were alive or not, or whether they still had a heartbeat, would be mended one by one by the silent black armored soldiers.

Flesh and blood, against Dao soldiers, is at a disadvantage after all.

This time, only 720 black armor soldiers were dispatched, and the enemy was completely wiped out. Zhou Xun had no sense of accomplishment.

After half an hour, the battlefield was cleaned up.

Zhou Xun dispersed and temporarily set up an formation. Although this formation only serves to confuse and isolate the inside and outside, it will consume a lot of energy for long-term maintenance.

The fog dissipated, and the scene in the valley gradually recovered.

But it was dead silent, and there was no sound of birds.

The earth energy, evil spirit, and other auras that have accumulated underground for hundreds of years have all been extracted, transported, and finally consumed by the formation.

Within ten years, the land here will be barren.

A whirlwind, summoned by Zhou Xun, blew away the thick bloody smell in the valley.

With the Taoist soldiers back, Zhou Xun left here.

The white rainbow flashed, the sword light flew away, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Scavenging crows gathered from nowhere and landed in the valley, making wow-wah calls.

The fresh flesh and blood here is a rare feast for them.

It is the law of nature that people eat birds and beasts, and birds and beasts eat people.

Somewhere in the valley, in a remote rock crevice, a milky white light gradually penetrated the body of a corpse, appearing flickeringly.

When the wind blows, the light cluster shrinks, only the size of soybeans.

A crow nearby looked curiously, flapped its wings, came over, and pecked.

The light ball was swallowed into the crow's belly without any resistance.

Afterwards, the crow screamed a few times, and its eyes were suddenly filled with a kind of spirituality.

This spiritual crow lingered in place for a while, then staggered and flew up.

At the beginning, it seemed to have forgotten how to fly, but then it gradually became proficient, and then, it found a certain position and flew out.

On the other side, Zhou Xun was flying high in the sky, and his sword pills were flying around, following the aura carried by the beheaded Zhen family ambush, leading Zhou Xun to cruise around.

This is not Qionghua's Wangshu sword.

Instead, Zhou Xun extracted the aura of the water spirit bead, combined with some of Wangshu's divine power, and mixed it with iron to forge the sword pill.

Jianwan is a variant of Feijian, and it is mostly used as a substitute when materials are insufficient.

After the sword pill is formed, send the sword spirit into it, and then throw it into the inner world. After going through water, fire, wind and thunder, and continuously polishing it for thousands of years, it becomes a high-quality flying sword.

The speed of time passing in the inner world can be freely adjusted by its master.

Jian Dun's speed was extremely fast, within a few breaths, Zhou Xun found a place.

It fell down, bringing with it a hundred-foot-long sword light, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Before people arrive, Jianguang arrives first.

The old monk who was sitting in the hut meditating suddenly felt a warning sign and woke up consciously.

"Three corpses jumped like hell, catastrophe is imminent!"

Then I felt my whole body, as if being pointed at by countless sharp swords, almost immobilized in shock, like a rabbit frightened by an eagle.

Finally, he was dying, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of warm blood, and regained consciousness through the pain.

Before he had time to think about it, he rolled on the spot and fell into the soil.

When I stretched my head out again, I was already hundreds of feet away. Looking back, I saw a white rainbow piercing through the hut, and it was coming here.

"Come on slowly! Come on slowly! Fellow Daoist, please speak up if you have something to say!"

The incoming man's sword light was hundreds of feet long, and with just a light movement, it could cut down half a hill.

On the way to flee the ground, the monk was cut in the middle by Jian Guang, but a piece of green bamboo stick fell down.

Hearing a sound of surprise, Zhou Xun showed his figure and slowed down.

"Then monk, you made the "Five Explanations and Three Secret Methods of the Supreme Master"? Are you a disciple of the Supreme Master?"

This "Taishang Five Explanations and Three Secret Methods" is divided into the method of learning the origin of the gods, the method of dissolving the corpse with bamboo sticks, the way of heavenly clothes, and the method of invisibility and escape.

Also known as the Dafu Chu Yindi Bayan Tongxian Zhengdao.

It is different from the Neidan school that is popular nowadays, and it is also different from Qionghua's human sword practitioners. It is the early Taoist art of becoming immortals.

Seeing Zhou Xun stop, the monk appeared from the side again, shouting profusely in sweat.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm really not from the Zhen family."

But he avoided talking about the master's succession.

"Since you don't want to mention it, that's fine. You can go."

What happened to the Zhen family has nothing to do with him, if it wasn't for the sake of gathering enough numbers to survive the calamity, he might not even be willing to kill the people in the valley.

It's enough to kill hundreds of people in one blow.

As if he had been pardoned, the monk jumped onto a big wooden fish and flew away with the magic weapon.

"I left a tail in the valley, plus this fake monk, how can I send the news to Zhen's family."

"I always feel that the Zhen family has something to rely on, and I hope that nothing will happen to my cheap father-in-law."

In the valley, the formation that shrouded him originally had not been approved by him himself, so how could the primordial spirit be able to escape the catastrophe and escape from birth?

The other living souls are all in his hands, and they have long been sent to the underworld for trial.

This move is intended to shake the mountain and test the Zhen family.

And this fake monk will definitely contact the Zhen family after he leaves.

After thinking about it, Zhou Xun wrote a letter with talisman paper, folded it into small square pieces, and sealed it with a sword energy.

"Go, deliver the letter!"

A nimble bird was born from the sword energy, fluttered, swallowed the envelope, and flew away with flapping wings.

(End of this chapter)