Thump thump!
Thump thump!
Within the scarlet light, everyone seemed to be able to hear their own heartbeats.
Du Ru She's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he watched some of his subordinates collapse and turn into dried corpses.
It was as if … some invisible monster had completely sucked away their life force!
"Not good, this is probably not a cultivator, but … a demon!"
Du Ru She's teeth were chattering as he gripped his fan tightly, his joints pale.
He also knew that this mediocre magic artifact in his hands could only be used to deal with ordinary people, but it was impossible to deal with demons!
"Hehe … you can do whatever you want with this woman, but my master said that the things on her must be the reward for protecting her for these days!"
A gentle voice sounded.
Lü Luo's expression became extremely complicated. She could tell that this was Qin Weiyin's voice!
"Miss Qin, where is Young Master Fang? Save me, save me! "
She couldn't care less about her previous grudge and hurriedly asked for help.
However, that voice did not appear again.
Lü Luo suddenly felt that her chest had become lighter, as if something was missing, and the red light around her had also disappeared.
"Gone?"
Du Ru She wiped off his cold sweat and glared at Lü Luo. "Woman, you always flirt when you go out …"
Although he was cursing, it seemed that Lü Luo really did have a relationship with a great cultivator.
Even if that person did not care, Du Ru She did not dare to do anything to Lü Luo. He could only wave his hand. "Bring her back to the hall first, and let the hall master decide …"
In his heart, he had an inexplicable premonition.
This time, even the hall master might not be able to deal with this matter. At the very least, he had to ask a flag bearer to come forward!
…
"Master!"
In a restaurant, Qin Weiyin bowed and handed a silk book that still carried some warmth to Chung Shen-soo.
Chung Shen-soo took it and did not care about the faint fragrance on the silk book. He said with a smile, "This book is barely enough to pay for the room …"
"Mm, when the Taisui Society's thugs came to look for someone, they said that the woman had stolen their things. It seems that this is the thing …"
He opened the silk book and saw a strange picture drawn on it with mournful and hurried strokes.
On this artwork that looked like brush and ink, but also like embroidery, was an orchid with a dying cicada lying beside it.
When Zhang Xuan touched it with his finger, he felt a strange sensation.
When one stared at the pattern for a long time, it felt as if the picture had come to life. The orchids were withering and falling, and the old cicada was on its last breath, as if it was on the verge of death …
If it was an ordinary person, they would most likely not be able to tell anything. Over time, they might even become mentally weak.
Even if cultivators came, it would still be very dangerous if they didn't find the correct way to open it.
But to Chung Shen-soo, this was a trivial matter.
His palm gently stroked the silk book, pinching the old cicada to death and knocking down the orchid.
The countless lines immediately turned into wriggling black lines that began to reform into Runes of the Grand Dao.
"Orchid Cicada Transformation?!"
Chung Shen-soo read the name of this scripture and continued to browse. "Tsk, tsk … This secret book is not bad. It's actually a Taoist scripture! It's much better than any Taoist cultivation method … "
"Orchid Cicada Transformation. When practicing it, one must first comprehend the essence of an orchid falling and withering. Then, one must practice until one is neither alive nor dead. Then, one must learn from the cicada and bury it deep in the soil. After seven years, one will break out of the soil and turn into a cicada, whose cry can shake the Nine Heavens … One's cultivation progress is tremendous!"
"This is about good preparation. Although one might really die after being buried, if one is patient, one can be buried for 49 years, or even 81 years. When one's life is about to end, one can break out of the chrysalis and ascend to the extreme. The benefits are even greater!"
"Moreover, this Orchid Cicada Transformation is obviously a method of the Earth Genealogy. It's very compatible with the Taisui Society. Once mastered, one will have a bright future …"
He flipped through it and found that the highest level of the Orchid Cicada Transformation could be practiced was the "Ethereal Opening" Realm. One could communicate with a mysterious existence in the void called the Cicada King, who would grant him infinite power. He couldn't help but smile.
"I don't know if the Cicada King is a ferocious demon or a Great Sage. Anyway, at this level of cultivation, there is no problem at all in responding to prayers … And I think that once the Cicada King is communicated with this scripture, the result will not be good. The Cicada King is probably fishing …"
The scriptures in this world were so deceptive!
Even the true inheritances of the orthodox Xuanmen could be possessed by the devil.
As for the heretical inheritances, at least half of them were buried with traps. The only difference was the degree of danger!
No wonder the disciples of the orthodox Xuanmen looked down on rogue cultivators.
If Chung Shen-soo was an orthodox Taoist, he wouldn't be interested in him either.
"The path of cultivation in this world is even more evil than Yan Han's Immortal Method …"
He sighed to himself, and Qin Weiyin asked, "Master … where are we going next?"
"We've been to the Qinhuai River. Next, we'll go to the Shili Ocean Concession …"
Chung Shen-soo stretched.
…
The Shili Ocean Concession was the most prosperous and lively place in Jinling City.
In the southern district of Jinling City, after crossing a stone bridge, they arrived at the concession area that the Great Zhou Emperor had given to the foreigners.
At the end of the bridge, there were guards who looked like Kunlun slaves, but they didn't prohibit the people of the Great Zhou from entering or leaving, and their attitude was acceptable.
After all, the Great Zhou Dynasty in this world didn't have the humiliating experience of being defeated and begging for peace. The foreigners were just foreigners, not foreigners.
Even this ten-kilometer area of land was only granted to them after the foreigners begged for it. The old Emperor was softhearted and gave it to them.
After entering the concession area, the scenery suddenly changed.
Two-story and three-story houses of cement buildings were everywhere, and all kinds of foreign shops were lined up. The most attractive thing was the huge church, the windows decorated with stained glass, and the extremely realistic sacred murals …
The ethereal voices of the children's choir came from the church, attracting the believers.
"This land of Taixi is said to have been divided by many small countries. Later, they formed a sacred alliance …"
The reason why they were able to form an alliance was naturally because there was a strong external pressure.
There was no history of world war in this world, and the key was because there was a common enemy — the Heavenly Demons!
Other than the Heavenly Demon Battlefield that was opened every few decades, there were all kinds of ferocious demons active and sleeping in every corner of this world.
Just to deal with them, all the humans had to join forces!
"Boss, are we just going to let it go?"
Beside Chung Shen-soo, a few constables from the patrol office walked past. The leader was a cultivator.
At this moment, behind him, a constable was complaining.
"Father Smith has already told us that he's helping us to expel the demons. We can just close the case after we get to the bottom of it … Although the foreigners have been a little too aggressive recently, fighting against the demons is a righteous cause!"
The constable glared at him and said righteously, "Personal grievances are not allowed in official business. Otherwise, even if I forgive you, the Xiezhi Mirror won't forgive you!"
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