Chapter 397

"Lead the disaster elsewhere?"

When Qin Qin Zhihai heard this, his expression became ugly.

He was not tall, his head was wrapped in black cloth, he wore an indigo short robe, and various bone strings hung on his chest, a typical Miao dress.

Although he was dressed luxuriously, he was blind in one eye.

The Right Prime Minister of the Lord Tian Sheng Sect was right, but he refused directly in stiff official language, "No, grievances need to be settled by oneself. If I don't kill that kid with my own hands, it's hard to resolve the hatred in my heart!"

"This..."

The Right Prime Minister was a bit embarrassed upon hearing this.

To tell the truth, he didn't look down on this Qin Qin Zhihai at all. Anyone could see that the princess of Tusi City didn't like this one-eyed dragon at all; it was all his wishful thinking.

And this guy is a complete villain.

Before facing everyone, he could still be polite, but as soon as their Lord Tian Sheng Sect fell into trouble, the other party immediately put on airs.

But there was no way. This time, the Jingxiang uprising had basically failed.

Even if they succeeded in resurrecting the Lord Tian Sheng Duke, their only way out now was to rely on Tusi City to deal with the imperial army together.

Living under someone else's roof, they could only bow their heads temporarily.

Thinking of this, the Right Prime Minister suppressed his anger and persuaded him with good words, "Fellow Daoist Qin, calm your anger. We also hate that kid to the bone, but now we must prioritize the overall situation."

Qin Qin Zhihai glanced coldly, obviously not intending to listen.

"Stop arguing, it's settled!"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded from the side.

The speaker was dressed in a Confucian robe, with white hair and a beard, eyes full of bloodshot, and a cold expression.

Speaking of which, Li Yan had also seen this person.

Previously in Xiangyang City, the city was sealed due to the plague, and the villagers gathered to make trouble, but were blocked by Master Lu of the Longzhong Academy. Later, it was learned that this person was a dark pawn planted by Zhao Zhao Changsheng in Xiangyang.

The Nanmu King, who was once famous in Xiangyang, was beheaded by this person, and the remains of the demon king were turned into the source of the plague.

He is the leader of the Ghost Sect in Xiangyang City.

Hearing his decision, Qin Qin Zhihai of Tusi City, although unwilling, had to lower his head and dare not say more.

The Ghost Sect and the Lord Tian Sheng Sect are two different things.

The reputation of the Great Song Ghost Sect naturally goes without saying; it is a demon sect that truly wreaked havoc on the Shenzhou Divine Land. Even the Maitreya Sect has to stand aside.

Nowadays, the sect leader Zhao Zhao Changsheng is elusive, placing pieces everywhere. The chaos in the Southwest is guided by him, and no one dares to offend him.

Especially since Tusi City wants to resurrect an ancestor, they have to rely on his help, so Qin Qin Zhihai naturally knows the severity.

Seeing this, the Right Prime Minister of the Lord Tian Sheng Sect breathed a sigh of relief and bowed respectfully, "Master Lu, what do you think we should do next?"

Master Lu raised his eyelids slightly and said indifferently, "The Right Prime Minister's plan is very good. Neither that kid nor 'White Duke' is worth fearing. Just lead them to fight each other."

"The Dragon-Leading Canal is the key. The old man observed the celestial phenomena. For the past few days, the purple light has shone down in the morning, which is the sign of 'Sun Support,' and it happens to be the day of the White Dew Ghost Rain. There will surely be thunder and rain."

"Time is running out, the canal must be dug as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he looked at Qin Qin Zhihai on the side, "Fellow Daoist Qin is good at controlling beasts, so you should pass the message to 'White Duke,' which can be considered as avenging your enemy."

"I'm leaving for a few days. When I return, your sect's 'Lord Tian Sheng Duke' will definitely accompany me!"

"Many thanks, Master Lu!"

The Lord Tian Sheng Sect members in the tent were all full of joy.

Resurrecting "Lord Tian Sheng Duke" is their plan for many years, especially at this moment, the return of "Lord Tian Sheng Duke" will surely stabilize people's hearts.

As long as they borrow the trapped dragon to break out, they might not be able to build a foundation again in this Southwest chaos!

Not long after, three figures appeared outside the dense forest, namely Qin Qin Zhihai, Master Lu, and Protector Wang.

Protector Wang knew that Qin Qin Zhihai was narrow-minded and had been angry in the tent earlier, so he might have harbored resentment, so he flattered him, "Fellow Daoist Qin, the shamanic dance of Tusi City has a good inheritance. You have already become a 'Tu You Laosi,' and you will definitely be the city lord in the future."

In Tusi City, there is the position of "Tu You Laosi," equivalent to a priest, called "Tima" in the Tujia language, meaning "the person who respects the gods," with great power.

Many Tusi also serve as "Tu You Laosi."

At this time, Qin Qin Zhihai had changed into a set of attire, wearing a phoenix crown, a flower jacket on top, and an eight-panel skirt on the bottom.

Hanging from his waist were a master sword, copper bells, and a horn, and he was holding a five-colored willow towel stick in his hand.

Hearing Protector Wang's flattery, his expression softened slightly, "Small matter, it's just that we are fighting the imperial court now, so there's no time to seal the land."

After saying that, he took out a wooden carved mask from behind him. The lines were simple, ancient and strange, and animal hair was embedded around it.

After putting on the mask, he began to dance the shamanic dance.

Unlike Lu San's ancient Chu shamanic dance, Qin Qin Zhihai's shamanic dance was more ancient and wild, shaking his head and brain, waving the five-colored willow towel stick, and calling the name of "Meichang Hunting God" in his mouth...

Not long after, there was a rustling sound in the pitch-black dense forest, and a leopard crawled out, vigilant and fearful, seemingly very reluctant, but slowly approaching.

Slap!

Qin Qin Zhihai hit its head with a stick, then bent down and muttered in the upper language.

The leopard's eyes quickly became confused, then it turned around quickly, rushed into the dense forest, and headed toward the direction of the Shenkui tribe.

"Done!"

Qin Qin Zhihai took off the mask and said coldly, "The message has been delivered. What if that 'White Duke' doesn't take the bait?"

"Hahaha..."

Protector Wang comforted him with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Qin, don't worry. If it doesn't succeed, I will personally lead people to catch that kid!"

Just then, Master Lu on the side also spoke, "Alright, I'm leaving too. Remember, you must guard the Dragon-Leading Canal."

After saying that, he went alone toward the deep mountains in the West.

This old scholar looked aged, but he used some kind of divine walking technique. The dark energy under his feet exploded continuously, and baleful winds howled around him, like a ghost in the mountain forest at night, with astonishing speed.

An hour later, he arrived at the foot of Shennong Peak.

But seeing stone forests growing everywhere, bamboo seas lush, and strange rocks jagged everywhere, hidden in the thick fog, the light was dim as if it were a ghost realm.

Arriving here, even Master Lu became cautious. He picked up a lantern, lit it, and it shone with a dim green fire.

The lantern was in the style of a bamboo-woven "Fire Wheel" lantern, common in the Chang'an City lantern festival, but it was covered with white paper.

What was even stranger was that on the white paper, a statue of a god was drawn: an upper-body middle-aged man, white beard and black eyebrows, dressed in black, with a pair of giant chicken claws on the bottom, which was the Ghost Sect demon god Rantong.

What Rantong passed down was the "Tongyou Longevity Technique," which is best at controlling all kinds of ghosts, and also has the method of transformation, stealing incense and fire.

This lantern is obviously also some kind of Dharma artifact.

After lighting it, shadows flickered in the thick fog all around, and it seemed that something was dispersing rapidly.

Master Lu didn't look at the road, just pointed the lantern and moved forward.

The dim green fire inside flickered, sometimes pointing West, sometimes East, seemingly indicating the direction.

I don't know how long he walked, when a cave suddenly appeared in front of him, surrounded by strange rocks, with no grass growing, and it was actually a stone forest.

The cave was dark, and the wind howled, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Master Lu entered without hesitation.

After walking in the cave for a while, a stone grotto suddenly appeared in front of him, with fire basins lit all around, and a small water pool in the center.

Beside the water pool, several figures sat cross-legged. The most conspicuous one was a monster, hairless, with pale smooth skin, blood-colored nails, and a mouth full of fangs, looking ferocious like a fierce ghost, wearing a blood-colored robe.

It was Huang Huang Liushi, who had been resurrected using the body of an un-decomposed bone.

Beside him were all Ghost Sect cultivators. The most powerful one was the grave-robbing person Ge Ge Lai Chong of the Xiangxi exploration lineage.

At this moment, he was also cold-skinned, covered in corpse spots, and because he practiced the "Tongyou Longevity Technique," he had completely turned into an "Old Yin Person."

Adding Master Lu, it was the entire power of the Ezhou Ghost Sect.

"Greetings, Sect Leader Huang!"

Master Lu bowed respectfully.

Huang Huang Liushi turned his head slowly, his blood-colored eyes full of coldness, "How is the situation over there?"

Master Lu said in a deep voice, "The Right Prime Minister's plan is very good. Neither that kid nor 'White Duke' is worth fearing. Just lead them to fight each other."

"The Dragon-Leading Canal is the key. The old man observed the celestial phenomena. For the past few days, the purple light has shone down in the morning, which is the sign of 'Sun Support,' and it happens to be the day of the White Dew Ghost Rain. There will surely be thunder and rain."

"All the water demons have stopped their activities, just waiting for the day of the dragon walk to stir up trouble."

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"Hmm, not bad."

Huang Huang Liushi nodded slightly, seemingly very satisfied, "The sect leader asked us to make a big noise, there must be another plan, so don't be careless."

As he spoke, he looked at the water pool, "The Lord Tian Sheng Sect obtained the Demon Body Longevity Technique and captured monsters everywhere to create a demon army, but they don't know they are making wedding clothes for us."

"The demon god Yuan Yuan Zimei has escaped two strands of demonic energy, and then attached to this 'Lord Tian Sheng Duke,' heading to Tusi City, which will be able to completely control the situation and gather the Ghost Sect flag!"

In the water pool, there were all kinds of medicinal materials, as well as unknown bones and flesh, dyeing the entire water pool blood-red.

And in the center of the water pool, there was a large mass of meat like Ganoderma, forming the shape of a coffin. Under the firelight, it seemed that a human figure was curled up inside...

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The next day, the sky was slightly bright.

The bonfire on the mountaintop was about to go out.

"Ah~"

Sha Sha Li Fei stood up with a yawn, stretched, and then scratched his head, "Survived another night. The wind picked up in the second half of the night, giving me a headache."

He looked to the side and saw Li Yan's solemn expression, looking at the sky, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Little Brother Yan, what's wrong?"

"The sky is overcast."

Li Yan said in a deep voice, "It's autumn now, and the weather is a bit abnormal. I'm afraid there's going to be a big thunderstorm."

Sha Sha Li Fei's brain was flexible, and he immediately understood upon hearing this, "Does Little Brother Yan mean that the Lord Tian Sheng Sect will take the opportunity to make a move?"

Li Yan looked into the distance, "They don't have that much time..."

Before he could finish speaking, he turned around suddenly, "Pick up your weapons!"

Sha Sha Li Fei was startled and hurriedly raised his head.

He saw a few black dots flying from the overcast clouds in the distance, approaching them rapidly.

They were huge in size; it was the human-faced owls.

The bonfire on the mountaintop couldn't hide from them at all. They flapped their wings one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they were above Li Yan and the others.

"Damn it, why did these things come!"

Sha Sha Li Fei hurriedly picked up the Fire God Gun placed beside him, loaded the magazine, and aimed at the sky at the same time.

However, just like before, these human-faced owls were very cunning, dancing in the high sky and refusing to land.

At this distance, the Fire God Gun didn't have much accuracy.

They chirped and screamed, attracting more human-faced owls. A rough count showed there were more than a dozen, circling above.

Seemingly sensing the threat, the human-faced owls always maintained a certain height, their eyes staring at the crowd full of cold malice.

"Go to your mother!"

Wu Ba on the side had also woken up, picked up a stone, and threw it fiercely.

Wu Ba's raw strength was unmatched. His shoulder, back, and arm muscles bulged, and the stone whistled out like a cannonball, with astonishing force.

However, it was also dodged by the human-faced owls, who laughed and flew up and down, seemingly mocking them for overestimating their capabilities.

Not only that, the stone thrown by Wu Ba seemed to remind them, and several human-faced owls flew away immediately.

When they returned, they grabbed stones with their giant single claws, each the size of a washbasin, and threw them down at them.

Stones fell one after another. Li Yan's face was gloomy, and he dodged easily, while Wu Ba waved his fists and smashed the stones directly.

Although Li Yan didn't fear this kind of attack, he was also a bit helpless.

Whether it was martial arts or sorcery, he was more suitable for close combat, and his long-range attack methods were equivalent to none.

To deal with these things, there was a "Northern Emperor's Precious Vase Technique," which specializes in suppressing and collecting all kinds of mountain spirits and wild monsters, and baleful energy, but it requires the cooperation of a vase Dharma artifact, which he hadn't practiced yet.

Seeing that the stones had no effect, these human-faced owls changed their strategy again, flapping their wings and raising their heads, chirping and screaming, and the ear-piercing sharp whistling sound resounded through the wilderness.

Clatter!

The birds in the surrounding mountain forest were startled and flew away, as if they were being controlled, and a large patch of them rushed over, swooping toward the mountaintop.

The Shenkui tribe is good at controlling wild beasts and evil spirits.

Human-faced owls naturally have this method too.

Ding ding ding!

Li Yan's Three Talents Demon-Suppressing Money sword tassel swayed, and the killing intent spread. The birds were startled and dispersed rapidly, but driven by the human-faced owls, they turned back again.

Both sides were in a stalemate, and the birds on the mountaintop gathered and dispersed like a tide.

Bang!

Sha Sha Li Fei finally couldn't help but fire a shot.

But just as expected before, at this distance, the Fire God Gun had long lost its accuracy, and even with scattered pellets, it didn't hit a single one.

The human-faced owls were startled, flapped their wings and rose, and the surrounding birds lost control and fled rapidly, but the human-faced owls never left.

Inside the cave, Wang Wang Daoxuan, who was sitting in front of the Dharma altar, also noticed it. He immediately picked up a straw doll, pinched the formula, entered the name, and stuffed a pressing money into the straw doll's belly.

This pressing money is very special, hollowed out as a whole, carved with two vermilion birds, and there are hollow carvings of begonia flowers under their feet.

This money is called "Double Sparrow Climbing Flower Money," carved with two vermilion birds.

The vermilion bird is fire. If this money is buried in a Yang residence, birds will not dare to approach at will, and it is generally used for government grain warehouses. But it was refined by someone, and after absorbing baleful energy all year round, it has become a rare curse money.

After the East Lake Ancestor died, a large number of pressing flower money were found in his stomach. The Three Talents Demon-Suppressing Money was taken by Li Yan, and the rest were used by Wang Wang Daoxuan. This money is exactly one of them.

After stuffing the flower money, Wang Wang Daoxuan stared at one of the black dots through the cave entrance on the mountaintop, holding the straw doll, and muttered a spell in his mouth.

Although he prefers techniques like exorcising evil and removing disasters, he has more talent in the method of cursing, and after reaching the third floor of Daoist practice, the power of the "Seven Arrows Secret Curse" he practiced has also increased.

As for the original oath, monsters and spirits are not included.

Wang Wang Daoxuan cast the spell, and Li Yan had already noticed it. He held the Soul-Severing Knife and was ready at all times.

Sure enough, a human-faced owl began to be affected, its brain dizzy, and it fell down swaying its body.

Li Yan saw the timing, flew forward, cut off its head with one knife, and looked around again.

The other human-faced owls were startled and dispersed, but refused to leave.

Sha Sha Li Fei said thoughtfully, "I know, these damn birds want to drag us down. When it gets dark, the Shenkui tribe will attack!"

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