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Main Text Chapter 62 Dying Drug Slave, Leading Spirit Formation (1)

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    "Four Elephants obey the order, kill the cat ghost! None of them will be left behind!" Shen Cong pointed his jade fan directly at the cat ghost in front of him, and opened his lips in a cold voice.

    "Qinglong accepts the order!"

    "The white tiger takes orders!"

    "Suzaku accepts the order!"

    "Xuanwu accepts the order!"

    The four-phase spirit beasts were dispatched together, killing one side with their own power.

    The magnificence and vastness of that scene amazed everyone present.

    With such strength as His Royal Highness the King of Qin, how could he get their help?

    It's good if they don't step forward and drag His Highness down.

    Originally, some Anbu Jinyiwei refused to accept that Shen Cong's cultivation was low, but he was able to be named the Five Heroes.

    Seeing this order today, I was immediately convinced.

    Even Chen Xin was secretly surprised.

    Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness Qin Wang is still a hidden master.

    Well, he doesn't know how to settle accounts after the fall, so let's make trouble for himself.

    Remembering that he ran away not long ago, Chen Xin's heart shuddered, silently restrained his breath, and began to try his best to reduce the sense of existence.

    Shen Cong glanced at Chen Xin, didn't say anything, just handed out his Jinyiwei token, and told the Anbu Jinyiwei to pack up the corpse of the cat ghost, and then left straight away.

    Chen Xin was taken aback.

    Hey, Your Highness is a good man.

    In a valley, a black flying fish robe suddenly appeared on the top of the valley.

    Shen Cong looked at the bottom of the valley, noticing the yin energy floating there, his eyes deepened slightly.

    In the hinterland of Miaojiang, the tomb of the cat and ghost is here.

    He stepped out again, riding the golden halo straight to the bottom of the valley.

    Opening the folding fan in his hand, Shen Cong twisted his palm and waved it forward.

    A golden light flew forward with the wind, but it dissipated the yin energy in an instant, revealing one grave after another inside.

    These tombs are unusually small, and the wordless tombstones stand facing south, which looks quite strange.

    A rustling sound broke into Shen Cong's ears.

    It's a ghost

    Shen Cong's gaze sharpened, he flipped his wrist, and quickly turned around and slapped forward with his palm.

    "ah!"

    A scream came from the front, and a hanged ghost suddenly appeared in the void.

    The hanged ghost fell to the ground, most of his cultivation was scattered by Shen Cong's palm.

    It tremblingly looked at the young man in Xuanyi who was slowly approaching him, his eyes full of fear.

    "My lord, my lord, please spare me!" The hanged ghost fell to his knees with a plop, crying and begging for mercy.

    ? Hanged ghost, Ding Xiang second grade, twenty-two years of Taoism.

    Has not given the ring to kill, is a wandering ghost.

    Shen Cong restrained his killing intent, and also retracted the golden jade-faced keel fan. Looking at the fatal wound on the neck of the hanged ghost, he opened his lips lightly: "What is your purpose of appearing here in a sneaky way?"

    "The little one just came here to collect some herbs, and went back to refine medicinal materials for Lord Xiaoman. The little one didn't mean to offend the adults, please forgive me." The hanged ghost kowtowed three more times.

    Alchemy

    Shen Cong raised his eyebrows: "Your lord, you are from Miaojiang"

    The hanged ghost hesitated for a moment, seeing that he had no killing intent, he poured out his money and told him.

    After hearing this, Shen Cong was silent for a moment, and slowly opened his lips: "I have a panacea, which promises to save his life. If you believe me, take me to meet your master."

    Panacea!

    In this mortal world, panaceas are so rare, just like spiritual cultivation outside the Taoist sect, they are rare.

    This lord does not seem to be telling lies, not to mention that it has lived for so long, and it can also read words and expressions. The clothes on this lord belong to Jin Yiwei, not evil spirits.

    Maybe, my lord really has a way to save his master.

    The Hanged Ghost was overjoyed and hurriedly led the way for Shen Cong.

    The two went all the way and came to a dense forest.

    "My lord, there is a trap formation in this dense forest. If you step into it carelessly, you will die. Come and open the way for your lord." The hanged ghost stretched out his hand to block Shen Cong's path, floated to a corner of the dense forest, and picked it up from the thorn bushes.  A piece of pear wood twisted slightly.

    Immediately, Shen Cong keenly caught a crackling sound coming from the dense forest.

    The art of mechanism is worthy of being the heir of that family.

    Unexpectedly, in this age, I can still see the disciples of those people's younger generations.

    With a secret sigh of emotion, Shen Cong followed the hanging ghost who led the way into the depths of the dense forest.

    Initially narrow, graduallybroad.

    In the middle of the dense forest, there is a peach forest.  Deep in the peach forest, there is a bamboo house.  There is a gurgling stream next to the bamboo house, which looks like an idyllic work.

    Shen Cong fluttered his nostrils, catching a different breath from the void.

    The smell of medicine is mixed with the smell of decay and decay, as if only in the twilight years.

    Sure enough, he has lived for a hundred years.

    "It's all right, the way of hospitality But I still need to say more." At that time, an old and hoarse voice came from the main house.

    The hanged ghost responded, turned into a medicine boy, respectfully bowed to Shen Cong, and then welcomed him into the bamboo house.

    When Shen Cong entered the room, he met a pair of cloudy eyes with vicissitudes.

    At this time, an old man dressed in commoner clothes looked at the elderly.  The old man has yellow hair and a bright head, and his long and sparse hair is only tied up with cloth strips.

    Those cloudy eyes are vicissitudes but kind, as if they are looking at Shen Cong, but they are not looking at Shen Cong.

    He is blind.

    Shen Cong looked at the white in his eyes, and paused slightly.

    "My guest came from a long way, old man is hard to walk, if I miss you, please forgive me." The old man slightly cupped his fists at Shen Cong.

    "Seniors don't need to be courteous, but junior Shen Cong came here boldly, please forgive me." Shen Cong bowed his head.

    The old man smiled slightly, then looked at Shen Cong, his eyes were empty, and his tone was stern: "No harm, do you still remember the old man's words?"

    "Master, Wuyang couldn't bear Master being disturbed by his illness, that's why he lured this lord into the Taolin Secret Realm." Wuyang pursed his lips in disbelief, "If the master wants to blame Wuyang, blame him."

    "Senior, this junior has a panacea, which can remove the residual poison from the senior's body." Shen Cong gently opened his lips.

    The old man was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "The old man is about to enter the coffin, why does the guest need to take such painstaking efforts?"

    Wuyang tactfully brought a pot of green tea, poured it for the two of them, and brought a bamboo chair for Shen Cong, then left silently, and began to pick out herbs.

    "Your Highness, the world is still stable today." The old man rubbed his tea, took a sip, and suddenly opened his lips to ask.

    It turned out that when Shen Cong signed up, the old man knew his identity.

    "There is no stability yet. In a peaceful and prosperous age, the Tao will surely come." Shen Cong answered firmly.

    One day, he will fulfill the last wish of the emperor's brother, so that the entire Central Plains, and even the entire Kyushu of China, will usher in a long-lasting peace and prosperity.

    At that time, it was what Brother Huang really expected to see.

    "Okay, young people should move forward with enthusiasm and enthusiasm. In this way, our great country, how can the building collapse?" The old man laughed loudly, and coughed with a smile.

    He slowly calmed down for a while, and suddenly opened his lips and asked again, "Your Highness must have heard about the past from Wuyang."

    "Yes." Shen Cong nodded.
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