When the Taoist saw the 'baby' landing, he let out a long sigh, begged Zhou Gan and said, "Brother Dao, misunderstanding, misunderstanding! This is not my intention."

Zhou Gan said with a dark face: "Can you assassinate me with this thing? Besides, isn't it what you mean?"

The Taoist priest nodded quickly and said, "It's what it means!" Then he explained that the young Taoist priest named Tong Yuan, who was the scholar who fell into the Tiandu Mansion. He had been unknown for more than 20 years. He accidentally read a Taoist book and obtained a sword refining method and several magic annotations. He also practiced with half belief and half doubt. Unexpectedly, he actually practiced. Unfortunately, he practiced with both sword skills and magic annotations. Tong Yuan practiced for three years only at a half-bare level. Unexpectedly, he could also kill ordinary martial arts people with one blow. With a few magic tricks that could fool people, he was also very successful. Finally, he opened a Taoist temple in Tiandu Mansion and became the owner of a museum. If he had incense and filial piety, he could study Taoist books safely-

"This treasure is made of iron extracted from tens of thousands of kilograms of iron ore that I have to feed it with blood every day. It's really hard. The most troublesome thing is that the treasure gradually becomes spiritual after engraving the Taoist mantras passed down in the book. Whenever I encounter something unclean, I always take my own actions. Young man, what kind of sinister things have you brought?" Tong Yuan hesitated.

Zhou Gan was stunned. After thinking about it, he took out a green scale with a black palm-sized scale from his arms and asked, "But this thing?"

Without Tong Yuan's explanation, the flying sword began to tremble again, which scared Tong Yuan so much that he recited the magic spell several times before soothing it.

"How did the young hero get this thing?" Tong Yuanjian Zhou Gan was handsome, with starry eyes, and wearing a valuable brocade robe. He looked like he was not a thief at first sight. He became bolder and asked curiously.

"This thing was given to me by a foreigner. According to him, it was the scales of the human-faced dragon worshipped by their clan," Zhou Gan hesitated again and said, "It is indeed a bit unknown, and it seems like a ghost."

"So that's it!" Tong Yuan suddenly said. Although he was a fake Taoist priest, he had studied many Taoist books and understood some knowledge of the legends of gods and demons. He said: "This scale fell down when the dragon python shed its skin, which is the most attractive to ghosts. Therefore, your scale has the aura of demons. No wonder it can attract my sword refined by immortal techniques."

Seeing that the misunderstanding was resolved, Zhou Gan quickly put Tong Yuan down and apologized. Tong Rang shook his head indifferently. However, he shook his head while walking and almost fell to the ground. Zhou Gan hurriedly held it and said in confusion: "Brother Tong, your body seems to be a little weak? Why doesn't this immortal method have the effect of strengthening the body?"

Tong Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "It took me a lot of effort to find out that what I practice is magic, not Taoism, Taoism, Taoism, Taoism is the foundation, and magic is the branch. My flying sword must be cleaned with essence and blood every day, and my body is indeed unable to bear it!"

"So that's it!" Zhou Gan Leran helped Tong Yuan to sit in front of the chair. Tong Yuan called Taoist Tong to serve two cups of ginseng tea. After drinking it, his face turned pale and rosy.

"This time I came here mainly to ask Brother Tong to do a favor!" Zhou Gan said his purpose, but Tong Rang said: "It's not that brothers don't help. My blood-tracing spell is going to draw a spell with my own essence and blood, but my body is getting worse and worse, and I have to feed the flying sword again, so I can't stand the destruction-"

Zhou Gan also knew that what Tong Yuan said was the truth, and said, "It was not intentionally that Brother Tong was embarrassed. I am from the martial arts world. I have a secret method called Qingping health preservation technique. If you take the decoctions I have passed on, your blood and energy will grow faster. What do you think?" This method was also written by Lu Xu's Medical Sutra. It is extremely precious, but Zhou Gan earns a benefit.

Tong Yuan was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "I have known that martial arts people have unique features in regulating their bodies, but unfortunately they have never been able to do so. Now that I have obtained this method, I will hold it on my body when I look for corpses."

Tong Yuan paused and said, "If Brother Zhou is interested, I can also use yourselves to observe the immortal way method I have obtained by chance."

Zhou Gan was shocked and said, "This immortal art is so precious. Wouldn't it be too cheap for me to borrow it to see it?"

Tong Yuan said embarrassedly: "Actually not. To practice this immortal method, you must have the first thing to do is to have immortal roots. No matter how mortals cannot practice it, I have tried it many times, and no one except me has practiced this method."

Zhou Gan suddenly realized that this "Immortal Art" was also useless. Zhou Gan was a martial artist. What he paid the most was to be strong in blood and qi, so he was not interested in the flying sword cultivation technique that harmed himself, but he had ideas about the other immortal arts.

I took the yellow book handed over by Tong Yuan and opened it to see that there were four immortal arts in the booklet, namely the blood-striking technique, the wall-breaking technique, the evil-repelling spell, and the primer technique. They are all incredible methods for ordinary people, but the same is what I said at the beginning was to visualize a spiritual energy in my own body. This is naturally unobstructed for those with immortal roots, but for ordinary people, it is no different from a big cake in the painting and out of reach.

At this time, Tong Yuan took out a stack of yellow paper and a wolf pen and said to Zhou Gan: "Brother Zhou is waiting for a moment, wait until I draw this talisman."

After Zhou Gan nodded, Tong Rang meditated in front of Ge Hong's statue for about one stick of incense. According to the booklet, this is a method of visualization. You must visualize the talisman from your own mind. Then, you can use spiritual energy as ink, essence and blood as a medium, and yellow paper to draw this talisman.

After a stick of incense, Tong Yuan spread out the yellow paper with a heavy expression, bit his index finger, and smeared the blood on the wolf's brush, like a ghost drawing a talisman, and every stroke was like a thousand pounds. After a long time, the last stroke was finally completed. Tong Yuan was sweating profusely, but he took a breath and said with a smile: "I usually do this talisman three or four times to succeed. Today I have entrusted Brother Zhou's blessing, and once a success."

"Does Brother Zhou have the blood of that close relative?" Zhou Gan nodded and presented a small bottle. This was originally a must-have item for the bone and blood method passed down in the "fake Song Ci"'s note to clear the wrongs and solve the case. It happened to be used here. Tong Rang dripped the blood on the yellow paper, and a red light flashed by. Tong Yuan nodded, wrapped the yellow paper on the small sword, placed it flat, and said, "I can only measure the range within ten miles. If it is ten miles away, I can do nothing. Since Brother Zhou said that it is near Tiandu Mansion, we must search around."

There were two good horses in the gym. It was said that a certain official came to be rewarded after seeking a child. This person knew what the child had to do with Taoist Master Ge Hong, but he was successfully fooled by Tong Yuan after using the magic. Coincidentally, the wife of the official was pregnant the next day, so the name of Tong Banxian also spread.

The two of them searched for about four or five villages and seven or eight village forts outside Tiandu Mansion, and finally felt the change outside a village called Yangjia Village.

Both of them were happy, and Tong Yuan also introduced: "This Yangjia Village is also a village with a strong civilian spirit nearby. The people here are martial and good at using spears. It is said that they were built by descendants of the Yang family generals. I don't know whether it is true or false."

There is a circle of long earthen piles outside the village, and there are dense horse pits and four corner nails outside the piles, which look like a simple fortress.

Both of them were shocked by the situation and looked at each other. As soon as they walked to the door, they were stopped by two strong men with naked upper bodies holding spears. One of them said: "My Yangjiazhuang is allowed to enter or not, but you two still have to go in?"

Tong Yuan asked in confusion: "What big thing happened in the village?"

The man shook his head and said in a deep voice: "If you want to enter, go in, don't inquire!"

"Are you that Tong Banxian?" Another person suddenly asked in confusion.

"I am the real person of Fuyun Tong Rang." Tong Rang gave a tribute to him in a look, and it seemed to be true.

The two of them were in awe, and one of them said excitedly: "Tell the old master in the village immediately, and say that our Yangjia Village is saved!"

The two were even more confused. After a while, a large number of people came to the village. The leader of the old man bowed when he saw Tong Yuan. Tong Yuan was so scared that he quickly avoided him. The old man said respectfully: "Please invite a half immortal to speak inside." The two were surrounded by a ancestral hall. As soon as they entered, the old man took the lead. The villagers knelt around. The old man choked and said, "Please make a poisonous oath before you learn the truth of this matter, and you will definitely not tell others about this matter!"

Tong Rang said angrily: "How can you gather together and make poisonous oaths like this? If you want to threaten me, you will make a mistake!" The old man quickly said that he did not dare, and knocked his head straight. The ground in the ancestral hall was covered with bluestone slabs. Tong Rang was not a stubborn person, so he softened his heart when he saw this and sighed: "As long as it is not a matter of harming the heavens and reason, I will keep it secret for you. I will disobey this oath, and the heaven and earth will be destroyed together!"

The old man stared at Zhou Qian again, and Zhou Qian smiled bitterly and said, "I, Zhou Qian, will destroy the world together!"

The old man then told the two of them that there were three mass graves near Yangjiazhuang. The bodies were all corpses and gradually piled up. There was also an ancestral temple in Yangjia Village, which dedicated to the dead Yang family ancestors. Just over ten days ago, a thrilling incident happened. One night, a boy from the same village was on duty, he found that the body of the Yang family ancestors had crawled out of the coffin of the ancestral temple and walked towards the mass grave. Everyone originally didn't believe this, but later the same thing happened more and more, and several villagers were injured. The rumors became more and more exaggerated. Some people said that the people in Yangjiazhuang were descendants of the demons, and some people said that there was a shocking monster in the mass grave, which was a certain ancestor of the Yang family...

If this matter is promoted, Yangjia Village's century-old reputation will be destroyed. Not only that, even the people in Yangjia Village secretly doubt whether the Yang surnamed is punished by God, and the people's hearts are on the verge of collapse.
Chapter completed!