Chapter 99 Fellow Daoist, see you later!
"This bastard, I was actually deceived by a person in Ju Yuan Realm?" The Blood Spirit Venerable absorbed the split soul, as if he was sensing the dream again.

How could a dignified Blood Spirit Master be deceived by a mere mortal?
"Mortals are indeed full of tricks and it is difficult for them to achieve the great truth!" Venerable Blood Spirit snorted coldly. If he had fallen into the hands of someone of the same realm, he would not have been so angry.

However, Venerable Blood Spirit was also puzzled as to why his soul power was plundered.

It stands to reason that if a ghost enters a dream, even if it fails to bewitch it, its soul power will be recovered.

Even Chen Shijie couldn't make him lose his soul power.

Now most of it has been lost?
If everyone was like Zhao Xing, he wouldn't be able to use the trick of ghosts entering dreams, and would be directly sucked dry.

Therefore, Venerable Blood Spirit wanted to know the exact reason.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Venerable Blood Spirit patiently watched the dream experience.

"Hmm?" The Blood Spirit Master's eyes suddenly focused. At the moment the dream ended, he clearly felt that this dream was completely different from others.

"When the three gods met, he took the initiative to enter the dream?"

"In other words, this dream was controlled by him from the very beginning?"

The Blood Spirit Master was a little surprised.

It is very difficult to enter a dream on your own initiative.

No practitioner can guarantee that he can control his dreams after falling asleep.

No matter how strong the soul is, if it cannot achieve the "three gods' intersection", it cannot actively enter the dream.

"It is difficult to enter a dream actively, and it is even more difficult to control the dream."

"The life soul must not only be able to sense the heaven soul and the earth soul, but also be able to influence the heaven soul and the earth soul to a certain extent."

"But his realm is so low, how can he do it?"

Venerable Blood Spirit frowned, he felt that this matter revealed something strange.

I reviewed the dream carefully.

The Blood Spirit Master ignored the part about Zhao Xing pretending to be crazy and took in every detail.

The more he looked, the more solemn his expression became.

"Not only has he cultivated his soul, but he also knows an extremely advanced secret technique and is protected by a high-level soul treasure!"

"This kind of method..." Venerable Blood Spirit felt vaguely familiar with it.

He was born as a genuine disciple of the Xuantian Sect, but since the end of the sect's era, his main body has spent most of the time sleeping with the sect, waiting to be revived, leaving only a trace of his soul to receive offerings in the Xuantian Sect.

Venerable Xueling lived long enough. He was a true disciple of Xuantian Sect before the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty and had a wide range of knowledge. He vaguely felt that the secret method performed by Zhao Xing was familiar.

“I seem to have seen this kind of dream weaving method before…” Venerable Blood Spirit quickly searched his memories in his mind, but the memories were too old. It has been tens of thousands of years since the sect era!
"Hmm? Could this be the Dream God Sect's unique skill, The Great Dream Spring and Autumn?"

A possibility suddenly occurred to his mind, and Blood Spirit Venerable's brows jumped.

The Mengshen Sect was the top sect in the ancient times.

There have been only ten glorious eras of sects that were known as "Shenzong".

Later, the Mengshen Sect declined, split and changed dramatically, and its actions became more brutal, earning it the name 'Nightmare Sect'. Even so, its strength was still terrifying.

It was at the top of the sect era, and in the era of the Fortune Dynasty, the Mengshen Sect also became the state religion of Dali, dominating a Fortune Dynasty.

For example, Da Zhou has seventy-two Taoist temples, which are the sects affiliated with it. But in Dali, there is only one sect, Mengshen Sect.

"How could he know The Great Dream? Wasn't this unique skill lost long ago?"

"Is he the descendant of the Dream God Sect? Or is he a powerful person of the Dream God Sect... a reincarnation?"

When this thought came to his mind, the Blood Spirit Venerable was shocked. There are many ways for the Fangwai Sect to wait for the era of spiritual energy revival.

The Xuantian Sect chose to sleep and lie dormant. Most of the people in the sect were asleep, but a few of them took turns waking up to observe the changes in the secular world, waiting for the day when spiritual energy would revive.

However, there is also a more advanced way, which is reincarnation in the mortal world.

Being able to reincarnate, his performance after reincarnation will surely be amazing.

In different eras, one can reach a relatively high position and even lead the direction of the times.

The advantage of this is that if the spiritual energy revives, you can take the initiative!
"Could it be that this Zhao Xing is the reincarnation of a powerful man from the Mengshen Sect?" Venerable Blood Spirit shuddered and was frightened by his own thought.

"Impossible." In an instant, the Blood Spirit Master shook his head again, denying this guess, "If it were true, how could I easily see it?"

Zhao Xing is so weak now. If he is easily discovered... he will be easily killed and his soul will be destroyed.

"I'm afraid it's just a coincidence, and he accidentally got some inheritance from the Dream God Sect. This possibility is more likely." Venerable Blood Spirit said secretly.

Thinking of this, a trace of greed appeared in the eyes of the Blood Spirit Venerable: "The inheritance of the Dream God Sect... Zhao Xing, I will remember you."

at this time.

"Gulong~"

The blood pool suddenly began to boil, interrupting the Blood Spirit Master's reverie.

He looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing silver armor and with a dignified face floating towards him, holding a crescent-shaped sword.

The surrounding red light film broke and was repelled by the golden light of the golden body.

"Marquis Donghu?" When Venerable Blood Spirit saw the golden-armored warrior, he immediately realized that he had just wasted some time on Zhao Xing's matter.

So much so that Donghu Bo, the Lord God of Valley City, came looking for him.

"Who is this monster?" Dong Hu Bo looked at the Blood Spirit Master and his eyebrows immediately stood up.

"Young man from East Lake." The Blood Spirit Master smiled and said, "In terms of age, you should call me senior."

"Monster, you have committed such a murderous crime, you deserve to be put to death!" Dong Hu Bo looked at the pool of blood and could not help but get angry, with golden light flashing continuously.

“Humph, you eat offerings from the human world, and I also eat offerings from the human world.” Venerable Blood Spirit said calmly, “It’s just that the methods are different.”

He flicked his purple sleeves, and balls of red light flew out of the blood pool and threw them towards Dong Hu Bo: "Look, this is what ghosts like the most, do you want to try it too?"

The Blood Spirit Venerable bewitched and said, "I am generous and will give you a great gift!"

"Die!" Donghu Bo Yan swung his moon blade, golden light flashed, and instantly the blood clots were destroyed.

"Swish~" While the blood clot was being cut, the golden light on the crescent-shaped sword also dimmed a little.

"Poor tool." Venerable Blood Spirit looked at Dong Hubo with pity. "He was a lackey of the Great Zhou when he was alive, and he is bound by it even after his death. Although his spirit lives on, he cannot be free. How sad!"

"Kill!" Donghu Bo's golden armor glowed, and his crescent-shaped sword flew straight towards the Blood Spirit Master.

"The Xuanxue Holy Spirit rises!" Venerable Blood Spirit waved his sleeves.

"Gulp Gulp~" All the liquid in the blood pool was drained, and nine blood shadows condensed above the altar. These blood shadows seemed to be made up of blood, and there were tiny human heads rolling in them.

When they appeared, they let out shrill cries and pounced towards Dong Hu Bo.

The Blood Spirit Master's soul retreated to the depths of the altar.

He couldn't be held back by Dong Hu Bo. The longer he was held back, the longer it would take for this soul to escape.

"This split soul of mine can deal with the Yin Gods worshipped in county-level temples, but it cannot deal with those at the prefecture level." The Blood Spirit Venerable passed through the soil, floating quickly in the darkness, and retreated along the predetermined route.

In the ruined factory building and the small fenced courtyard, Zhao Xing ordered a second-level entangled straw man to search for the corpse.

"Chichi~"

When the entangled straw man touched Wu Mei, the blood on it suddenly began to make a hissing sound, and then the entire corpse began to self-corrode.

"Plop~" The entangled straw man was corroded and unable to maintain the straw man technique. It immediately fell to the ground and turned into a pile of vines and dead branches.

"Touching corpses is the trouble with Xuantian Sect." Zhao Xing complained, "They won't even let people touch them properly after they're dead."

Instead of sending out another straw man, he quietly waited for Wu Mei's body to corrode.

If there are any valuable treasures left, they can be preserved in this kind of corrosion.

If you don't keep anything, it means that the things you have are not valuable.

"I wonder if she is a hall master or deputy hall master? If she is a hall master, she should have brought some treasures besides the Blood Spirit Needle." Zhao Xing stared at her quietly. Of course, it is also possible that she left the treasures in the 'safe house' on the retreat route for replenishment.

As the corpse corroded itself, a piece of paper with a purple robe painted on it appeared on Wu Mei's belly.

Then half of the jade pendant on her chest was revealed.

The surface of the body melts. Next comes the inside of the body.

A blood-red bead appeared in her stomach. The bead contained a very strong evil spirit, but this evil spirit was mixed with some other things.

Soon, Wu Mei was left with only a skeleton, without any flesh or blood left.

As for the soul?

It exists on the paper with the figure in purple Taoist robe drawn on it.

"Whoo~"

Before Zhao Xing could take a closer look, the paper spontaneously caught fire and turned into a puff of smoke. Then, a shrill scream could be heard faintly.

"His soul was scattered." Zhao Xing shook his head.

A sect like Wu Mei is of a low level and its soul cannot exist in the Great Zhou.

Once you die and lose your protection, your soul will be scattered.

"I would rather not be a spy, especially a spy for a sect. My soul will be shattered and I won't even have a chance to transform into a Yin God." Zhao Xing thought silently.

"Crack~" After the paper burned, the half of the jade pendant could not hold on and broke into two pieces.

"The Xuanyin Jade Pendant, combined with the protection of the Yin God of the Xuantian Sect, can help us stay hidden. Once the protection of the Yin God disappears, the Xuanyin Jade Pendant will be useless."

Zhao Xing took a look and saw that nothing appeared on Wu Mei's corpse and no changes occurred, so he ordered the second straw man to pick up the treasure.

"Fourth-level blood evil bead."

After the straw man was picked up, Zhao Xing stared at it from two meters away.

"Roar!"

The shadow of a golden lion appeared in the Blood Evil Pearl, stimulating Zhao Xing's soul.

It made him want to swallow the Blood Evil Pearl.

"A fourth-level blood evil bead. Kill a sixth-level exotic beast, take a drop of its blood, and blend it into it."

"Then mix the evil spirit with the blood of the exotic beast and hide the blood evil bead in the acupoints in the body. You can exert extraordinary close combat strength and also get the evil spirit to protect your body."

"But there are pros and cons. One must be constantly tortured by the beast's will, and must spit it out every once in a while to get rid of the evil, unless the user's will can completely subdue the beast's will."

"Sell it for money." Zhao Xing arranged the fate of this bead.

It is too troublesome to use it myself. It is for warriors only. If Si Nong wants to use the fourth-level Blood Evil Pearl, he probably needs one of the eighth grade or above.

"The Blood Evil Pearl and the Blood Spirit Needle are worth a lot of money. After buying the preaching paintings, I was already very poor. This can be considered as returning some blood... Daoist friend, you died well." Zhao Xing whispered, "If there is a next life, I will come back to kill you."

"boom!"

Suddenly, a loud explosion was heard from a distance, and the night sky was briefly illuminated.

Zhao Xing looked in the direction of the explosion, and then saw a familiar golden light flash.

"Is it Long Xiao's Shenxiao sword technique? Is this the Gengjin sword-controlling style?" Zhao Xing was very familiar with this 'old boss'. His Shenxiao sword technique was an incomplete sword technique obtained from an ancient tomb. Later, he continued to study the way of the sword and realized his own Shenxiao sword technique.

This move is much less powerful than the later skillful sword moves, but it is completely sufficient in this situation. After all, warriors are warriors, and swordsmen are swordsmen.

"It's almost time to end it." Zhao Xing glanced at the almanac, which had already reduced the level of minor evil. "It's just that the Lord of Donghu hasn't returned yet."

Standing in the yard and using his bright eyes, Zhao Xing retracted his gaze and saw several figures passing by from another direction.

"That's Li Chengfeng?"

There was a flicker of light, and Zhao Xing saw Li Chengfeng walking out of the courtyard with a dark shadow standing beside him.

When the explosion was heard, Chen Deshun and Li Chengfeng looked towards the direction of the explosion together.

Li Chengfeng and Chen Deshun also saw Zhao Xing in the courtyard and Wu Mei outside the courtyard.

"What?!" Chen Deshun was shocked when he saw the skeleton. "Did he kill Wu Mei? Or was it someone else?"

When Zhao Xing saw Chen Deshun, his life soul was touched, and his cause and effect soul sensed him, and immediately linked him with the rice guest who had been in the Niu family compound before.

"Li Chengfeng, is he bewitched or controlled?" Zhao Xing frowned, although he didn't like this 'gentleman'.

But at this moment, Zhao Xing still shouted loudly: "Li Chengfeng! Get back!"

The cold wind blew violently and quickly towards Chen Deshun, but when it blew towards Li Chengfeng's back, it turned into a gentle breeze, trying to shake the other's soul and make him wake up.

After the gloomy wind passed, it immediately turned into a sunny wind, pulling Li Chengfeng to another courtyard.

"Zhao, Zhao Xing..." Li Chengfeng turned his head and saw a blood spot on his forehead with a tiny needle inserted on it, which had penetrated three inches into his forehead.

Li Chengfeng looked at Zhao Xing with an extremely complicated look, which contained fear, surprise and regret.

Of course, Zhao Xing only saw that his expression was a little painful.

"Hmph!" Chen Deshun grabbed Li Chengfeng's shoulders, and his evil spirit offset the dark wind. Then he rolled it up again and quickly disappeared into the night.

"He was controlled by the Blood Spirit Needle." Zhao Xing shook his head. He didn't act out of kindness.

I'm just helping out out of courtesy to Old Chen.

This plan was led by Lao Chen. If Li Chengfeng was kidnapped, the credit would be greatly reduced.

But that’s all. In this chaotic situation, self-preservation is the most important thing.

Li Chengfeng and Chen Deshun disappeared.

Zhao Xing also became alert and retreated behind the grass man who was protecting him, and tied his legs inside the door with a rope.

At the same time, he gave an order to the straw man he had made: Stop me from leaving the yard before dawn.

This order was also given to the little mountain cat.

"It's never a bad thing to be careful." Zhao Xing wrapped the vines around his legs layer by layer, and let the straw man surround himself. Then he relit the eternal lamp and waited quietly for dawn on the steps.

About a quarter of an hour after Wu Mei's death, Chen Deshun and Li Chengfeng appeared and disappeared.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded outside the courtyard gate: "It's over, come out."

Zhao Xing stood up and saw Chen Shijie's figure appear outside the fence.

ended?
Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the steps: "Is Master Chen okay? Where is my teacher?"

Chen Shijie nodded and said, "I have nothing to do. The main leaders of Xuantian Sect have all been killed."

"But some have escaped. Most of the officers and soldiers are chasing them. I am afraid there are still remnants here. It is better for the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture to withdraw."

Zhao Xing, who had just untied the vines, froze on his face when he heard this, and then stopped.

"Why, you don't trust me?"

Zhao Xing closed his eyes, slowly backed away, blocked his hearing, and with the cold wind wrapped around his body, he retreated to the table.

He probed with his hand.

Sure enough, the eternal lamp had gone out.

Chen Shijie looked over in surprise, and a voice rang in Zhao Xing's mind: "Where did I reveal my flaws?"

"The real Chen Shijie would not call himself 'this official' to me in private." Zhao Xing saw that closing his five senses was ineffective, so he opened them again, "You are so brave that you still don't leave. You are not afraid of the Earl of Donghu, but are you not afraid of the Prince of Nanyang?"

Zhao Xing was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the split soul of the Xuantian Sect would come to him in person.

Logically speaking, the first stage of [Yin Feng Ru Meng] has passed, and the second stage of arresting people has also passed. It is time for everyone to run away and end the third stage.

But unexpectedly, the first and second stages came again suddenly.

What went wrong?

"Donghu Bo is entangled by me." Chen Shijie said calmly, "But this clone of mine can't escape either. Just as you said, I'm not afraid of Donghu Bo, but I'm afraid of the Prince of Nanyang."

"I didn't expect that he was so respectful and actually invited me here. I can't leave, so I decided not to leave and come to see you."

Zhao Xing said, "I am just a small official. Why do you come to see me? Run away quickly. How do you know if you can run away if you don't try?"

"Hahaha." Venerable Blood Spirit couldn't help but laugh. He could see that Zhao Xing was scared.

It’s good to be afraid. It’s good to be afraid.

Just as he was about to say something else, he heard a golden light coming from afar, followed by a loud shout: "Zhao Xing, don't open the door!"

Venerable Blood Spirit gave Zhao Xing one last look and said, "Daoyou, we'll meet again later."

hum~
Then flames began to emerge from the body of the Blood Spirit Master, and he disintegrated on his own initiative, destroying his ghost body.

At this time, the real Chen Shijie had arrived, and Donghu Bo also returned to the statue in the room.

shuh~
Chen Shijie jumped into Zhao Xing's courtyard.

He had been invited, so he could naturally enter at will. This also proved that the Chen Shijie in front of him was the real Chen Shijie.

"How are you?" Chen Shijie asked.

"It's okay." Zhao Xing shook his head. "What happened just now?"

"It's the Blood Spirit Venerable." Chen Shijie simply said, "But it's okay."

Zhao Xing nodded.

He couldn't help but recall the last words of the Blood Spirit Master.

Daoist friend? What does this mean?
(End of this chapter)