Except for the Kunlun slave, the other two people's Taoism is higher than their current homes. The magic power in the blue bird cage is easily incapable of it, which is a problem. The ghost-faced insect king first sprayed a ball of green smoke to protect his body, and then released an inner elixir to fight, "Ping Ping Pong" and fought with the yellow flying sword in the air. The wronged soul whip was whipped endlessly, but it could not break the green smoke, almost being entangled by the overflowing poisonous gas. Fortunately, the bead was powerful and barely entangled the ghost-faced insect, making it unable to escape. The poisonous gas in the insect's body was limited and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Zhou Gan swept away the surrounding environment, his eyes lit up, and he silently recited the spell. A black and greasy little demon hand formed a shape and quietly leaned down. This was originally a rugged mountain road, with a bumpy pit and a soft mud, and it was easy to fall into it. The demon servant who made the bead was fighting hard, but suddenly his body was unstable, and his feet fell into the mud. Just as he was about to pull it up, a crisp sound of "click", the man howled in pain, feeling his ankle bones were crushed, and the bone pieces were stabbed into the flesh. The bead on his head was unstable. It was still in the future to protect him. A black shadow pounced on him, and poisonous smoke covered his body. In less than a moment, the flesh was gone and the skin was rotten, leaving only a blue-black skeleton.

Seeing this, the other two were shocked and the other was afraid. The demon who was holding the sword seemed to have not yet cultivated to the realm of soaring into the sky, but just took out a talisman; it threw it out and turned into a cold black air that wrapped around the ghost-faced insect king. He knew that if he escaped, he would not be as good as the demon insect in any case, so he had to fight desperately. The flying sword light stretched three feet long, wrapped a stream of blood, and shot it at the mouth of the insect, just cutting off two fangs. It seemed that it was a coincidence that it hit the life gate, and the yellow blood spilled continuously.

"Kunlun slave! Come on!" Before he finished speaking, he saw that the man had disappeared without a trace, and wasted this opportunity. He was so angry that the savage nodded and flattered him, so he wanted to take him over. He didn't expect that the key was that he had no effect at all. He didn't say anything. He really thought that he could escape by foot alone! As the inner elixir of the ghost-faced worm ejaculated, a pain in his chest and abdomen was sober that he really couldn't stand it!

The insect bit apart one of its thighs and chewed. The finger-sized inner elixir was about to shoot back. The soil splashed out. A palm as big as a palm fan rushed up and grabbed the inner elixir of the insect and stood in a stalemate in the air. The ghost-faced insect screamed, and the green smoke on its body shot forward in the circle. The rocks were rotten. Soon, Zhou Gan, who was hidden behind, was revealed. Although he was half lame, he was as flexible as a mouse, and he ran away from it. During these days, although Zhou Gan did not dare to practice the "Red Qi Jue" more, he picked up the work that had been left for more than ten years. When the Taoist practice was still shallow, these skills were really useful.

Taking this opportunity, I kicked the mountain wall a few times, and jumped up seven or eight feet in three breaths. This is the long-lost body technique in the world - floating stakes. The intention is to fall into the water, half floating and half floating. Unless I really practice the magic method, how could mortals walk on waves like flat ground? This is the limit of martial arts.

The poisonous smoke of the Ghost-faced Worm King had not yet flew back, and the inner elixir was caught by the little demon's hand. It was lost for a moment. The still-intact right foot was raised high, the legs were like iron whip and palms, the large tendons were stretched straight as steel, and the blood was surging like mercury - the flowing clouds sucked their legs! Like a crossbow, the heels were whipped straight on the compound eyes the size of the bowl. With a "splash", the juice splashed, and the worms the size of a calf had many feet tilted, smashed to the ground, and the smoke and dust scattered.

The inner elixir had no support for a moment and fell down. The magic clutch directly penetrated the abdomen of the ghost-faced worm, pulled off a large ball of organs, and the blue blood flowed endlessly. The insect twitched for a moment, and finally stopped moving. The green smoke gradually dissipated without any motivation. Zhou Gan breathed a long sigh. Many years have passed, but the leg skills have not yet fallen.

Cut off the meat head that grew on his face, but this one alone could beat the others, and gathered the two dead, which were fifty or sixty. He was satisfied. As for the Kunlun slave, he abandoned his people and escaped, he didn't dare to say much, so he rushed back. The smog in the mountains was heavy, and there was still some slight poisonous gas that could not be waited for a long time. As soon as he walked down the mountain, his heart moved. The mud and wet in the mountains. As long as he stepped down, he would have imprints. But what he saw now was a small footprint like a woman's golden lotus, which was very strange. Among this group of people, only the yellow face was yellow. When he first came to this mountain, this person's hurried performance seemed to be unusual. Looking at the direction, he was exactly the top of the mountain. As soon as he stopped, he turned his direction and changed the route to touch that place.

Although the Taoist practice of the yellow-faced head is not high, if the level of the disciples in Qingcheng is at most the level of the third and fourth levels of the mind method, it is far from the one that Zhou Gan can fight now. If there is any movement, he will find out. With his good hands and feet, he climbed from the back of the mountain to a rock, leaned over and watched, and was ten miles away from the cave.

After about half an hour, the yellow-faced man walked out, looked around, tidied up his clothes, and flew away in a boat. Not long after, another person came out. Zhou Gan was a little surprised. It was Min'er who lowered her head and avoided her sight. When both of them walked away, she turned away. It was unexpected that the servant and the wife had an affair, but at the critical moment, this discovery would not be of great use.

After returning to the foot of the mountain and pointing out the harvest, Huang Baiguo was as expected, quite happy and praised Zhou Gan for a few words. As for the two who died, they were not cared about at all. As for the time, they flew back.

The servants are also divided into different levels. The worst one is like the craftsman who just entered the door. He has no cultivation and practice. He can only do some hard work by relying on the strange power generated after obeying the "Chinyin Pill". These people have tens of thousands of people in the Shui Niang's mansion. The higher the status is to cultivate shallow magic, collect medicine and raise poison, drive away beasts and refine medicine. Zhou Gan is like this. After several tasks, they are fully completed, allowing the three maids in charge of all the big and small matters in the mansion to watch one or two more points.

"Li Cutezi, bring the four medicines." A low cry came from the back of the furnace.

"Yes!" Zhou Gan lowered his head and held the classified meat flowers, ghost spirit, chicken insect eggs, and chrysanthemum. This time he was to refine a furnace of heart-confusing pill. This pill was not something to take, but a poison that deceives people. It can produce various illusions and has miraculous effects during interrogation.

Kneeling in front of the alchemy furnace, there was a Taoist priest with disheveled hair and long eyes, called Huang Lian, who was the only disciple of the Shui Queen, who was the high-ranking sister Wang. He had a high status in the mansion and Zhou Gan worked hard to get the position of a boy in medicine. He did everything neatly and was quite happy with the Taoist priest.

The elixir in the furnace had been refined for seven days. The whisk in the hand of Taoist Huanglian kept swinging, and the black wind swept into the furnace, causing the elixir flame to rise even more. After the elixir trembled, the disgusting hot smell came out. Zhou Gan hurriedly lifted the top of the furnace regardless of the heat and looked at it. Except for the dispersed and non-medicinal ones, there were seventeen bare elixirs in the medicine residue.

"Master Taoist, these are done." Zhou Gan placed the intact pills one by one and said to Huang Lian.

"You did it well, but you didn't close your eyes for seven days and nights. You were pretty good." The number of elixirs was higher than what you thought. Huang Lian laughed and praised.

"The villain just fights."

"You are just a craftsman, how can you divide and train so skillfully?"

Zhou Gan felt a stern, but he said without moving: "Although the villain doesn't understand these things, he just has a clear eye and a quick hand."

"Oh, look up."

As soon as his eyes went up, he saw the little finger on the opposite side pinching his thumb. Without thinking too much, his mind immediately sneaked into the blue bird cage, and replaced it with the soul of the real Li Quan. The Huanglian Taoist priest had a black light in his eyes, which seemed to shine on the human mind.

"Who are you?"

"Li Quan."

"Where is the home and why do you come here?"

"The native of Songjiang was captured by the great immortal."

As the black light subsided, Li Quan fell to the ground with a kneeling bead of sweat falling down like money. Huang Lian smiled and comforted: "Don't be nervous. Just a joke. You did a good job. I'll send two beauties to relieve your fatigue in the evening."

Li Quan did not dare to say much, and turned around and left. As soon as he left the door, his eyes cleared. Zhou Gan had occupied his body, his face was as gloomy as water, and his tiger's den and wolf's nest. He could not relax for a moment. If he hadn't happened to find out that this man cast a spell, he would have been exposed long ago.

When I returned to my residence, it was not the simple stone house I had just entered. There was a small pavilion. As soon as I entered the door, two scents of fragrance came. Amid the laughter, the two women with charming faces, bulging and raised back crawled into Zhou Gan's arms one by one. If not, it must be the women sent by Taoist Huang Lian. There were thousands of women in the hall, all of which were in beds. Most of them were taken from the boys and girls who were photographed at a young age. Except for the fewer ones with bones who were taken under the sect, the unlucky ones were sacrificed and refined into evil magic weapons. Both men and women were raised into human dogs in captivity to enjoy with these disciples. Looking at the two of them, although they were giggling, their eyes were empty and they were not like ordinary people.

Li Quan, who was transformed by Zhou Gan, was just an ordinary craftsman. He was not moved when he saw this. Before he arrived in the room, his clothes fell down, without a trace of inch. From the belly, there was a trace of the elixir marks hidden from the bottom of his abdomen. He was attracted by the peaks on his chest before he could even look at it carefully. After entering the bed, he couldn't explain it in detail. Huang Lian, who was peering at the movements of this place with the crystal mirror, smiled with satisfaction. The green light dissipated and the spell was collected. The righteous sword immortal could avoid his soul-catching technique to investigate. However, these people claimed to be gentlemen, how could they do such a vulgar action? At this point, they stopped their doubts.

Early the next morning, Zhou Gan got up from the skin of the pink thighs and made a weak move on his face. He knew that someone must have been surveillance last night, otherwise these women would not be the turn of a servant to enjoy it. However, after this night, there would be no doubt in a short time and he could do something to inquire.

As soon as he walked to the door, a monster like a white cat walked in swaying. Zhou Gan smiled. The little beast did not recognize his life. He came here again and again, but he didn't know who was raised by someone. After playing with it for a while, he heard Xu Niang, one of the three maids, send a voice transmission: "Go to the medicine field for me to take a hundred-year-old Polygonatum."
Chapter completed!