Fire Monster

Chapter 106: Don’t let outsiders take over the wealth (Additional chapter 110 for the chief disciple of the Floating Cloud Sect)

At this time, as Wang Chen quickly entered the state, circulated the pure Yang energy, and activated his innate Li Fire Seal, two talismans could be seen rising up behind him, vaguely visible.

One of them was engraved by himself, and the other was blessed by an immortal.

This is the characteristic of a single-seal warrior.

Otherwise, if it was a martial arts apprentice, the natal seal would only be activated on the surface of the body instead of rising like this.

Zhao Guanshan was watching quietly at the side. Even though there was no direct contact, with the Lihuo Dao Talisman he mastered, he could clearly sense the pure yang energy circulating in Wang Chen's body. It was like a large web of fire lines, or like a train schedule.

But after watching for a while, he couldn't help but frown, because the network through which a lot of pure yang energy flowed in Wang Chen's body was blocked by clusters of black air, but he himself was completely unaware of it.

Affected by this, the efficiency of the twelve Qi refining cycles that he had already opened up was less than 50%.

This also caused his pure yang energy to have a strange green color, just like the classic zombie color on the old man Ding Wanjin's face.

"This is the aftereffect of taking the demon-sealing potion."

“But the degree of black gas congestion inside is not as great as that of the previous pieces of jade.”

Suddenly, Zhao Guanshan had an idea in his mind. He pretended to rummage through his backpack, then placed his right hand on the back of Wang Chen's shoulder. With a thought, the third-level dispelling rune automatically appeared in his palm.

For Wang Chen, he only felt a cool air passing through his body, and he seemed to be flying to the top of the clouds. His whole body felt much lighter, and the pure yang energy circulating in his body was like a tiger with wings or a dragon flying into the sky.

In an instant, it runs smooth, efficient and effective.

This feeling is difficult to describe to the outside world. He had never thought that simply relying on the circulation of pure yang energy in his body could give him such vigorous vitality.

Every time you go around the circle, you’ll be one year younger.

It's like a middle-aged man with a big belly who has already accepted the fact that he is on the decline and no longer in his prime, but suddenly finds out that, damn, he can still fight for another 300 rounds!
What a surprise this is, and how amazing I am!

And because the vitality was too strong, it was constantly transformed into pure yang energy. The repeated cycle made his understanding of his natal Lihuo Seal become more profound and comprehensive. Coupled with the foundation he had already laid, he finally realized it at a certain moment.

The truth that he had been searching for, the understanding of his natal Fire Seal, suddenly became clear to him.

Such a thorough understanding, in turn, made the pure Yang energy in his body even more extraordinary, and as it kept circulating, he finally succeeded in condensing a Nascent Fire Seal inside his body, which resonated with the Nascent Fire Seal engraved on his chest, fit together, and finally became one!

The double-seal martial artist actually made a breakthrough overnight!

He became a double seal warrior!
Wow, hahaha, I thought this life was hopeless.

"Brother Zhao, you——"

Wang Chen opened his eyes and was about to look for Zhao Guanshan to share his joy, but he found that the carriage was already empty.

He didn't take it seriously. When he got out of the car and came to the roof, he found that it was already noon. He felt like only a moment, but it turned out that almost six rooster-crowing times had passed without him noticing?
"Boss Wang, congratulations!"

On the observation deck, Zhang Dayong spoke in a low voice, and he seemed a little different too.

Wait, that’s not right!
"Fuck, Zhang Dayong, have you advanced to a single-seal martial arts master?"

Wang Chen was extremely shocked.

It was even more shocking than his own advancement to a dual-seal martial artist. What kind of Zhao family background did Zhao Guanshan use? It was too powerful.

"Yes, Brother Zhao said that I should have been promoted a long time ago, and now it's just a break. He also said that he only used a fingernail-sized spot on my body, which was the leftover scraps for Boss Wang, and he insisted on returning thirty big coins to me."

"Do you really want it?"

Wang Chen glared and said coldly.

Zhang Dayong waved his hand quickly and said:

"How can I do that? Brother Zhao is no less than my great benefactor. To be honest, I can't even afford this little money."

"That's more like it. What about Brother Zhao?"

Wang Chen looked around and asked.

"He went out of town early this morning, saying he was going to visit Lao Biden."

"Old bitch?"

Wang Chen didn't think too deeply about it, he just felt that this young Master Zhao was really restless.

Or is it that perhaps, probably, there is still a little bit of the Zhao family's heritage left?

But it's not too bad after all. He is now half a member of the Zhao family. So Young Master Zhao can sell his own land without feeling bad, and it's just the right thing for him to keep the wealth within the family.

perfect!

Ancestors of the Zhao family are here before you. Zhao Chen, your unworthy descendant, kowtows three times.

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"Oh oh oh!"

As the sound of the time-telling instrument rang out, it meant the arrival of a new day, although in reality the world was still dark.

Everywhere one could see wisps of demonic energy floating around, corroding and polluting, just like a dead ghost that had been run through a juicer three thousand times and could only float around lifelessly.

This is hell.

In the direction of the battalion headquarters, Ding Wanjin rode in the first-class imperial chariot, and under the escort of five guards, he drove out of the city gate in a triumphant manner. At the same time, a dull bell rang, reminding them that it was time to go to work.

Ordinary people cannot survive here. Only martial artists and martial artists' apprentices can move around normally, so they became Ding Wanjin's laborers.

Five teams, with nearly two hundred people, came out of various barracks cursing. They not only cursed Ding Wanjin, but also cursed Liu Yuwei. All the people in the first team became the target of these people's venting anger.

It was only seven or eight days, and the six teams, including Deng Jiu's team, had already become hostile to Liu Yuwei's first team, to the point where they were eager to eat their flesh and sleep on their skin.

Zhao Guanshan was walking among these people at the moment, listening to their various curses, walking silently. No one noticed him, and no one noticed that he was a member of the first team and Ding Wanjin's little lackey!

Because Zhao Guanshan released a first-level forgetfulness rune for himself.

The effect is still surprisingly good.

He walked into the crowd in a dignified manner, passed through the city gate, and watched Mo Laoer and Sun Zei engaging in a verbal battle with others on the city gate, and watched Liu Yuwei's hawk-like eyes sweeping over them.

But no one found him.

This was a new discovery. Under the effect of the first-order Forgetfulness Rune, if he blended into a group of people, as long as these people did not discover his identity at the beginning, then this group of people would automatically become his cover and could greatly share his hatred value.

Just like at this moment, Liu Yuwei's gaze once passed directly over him without him noticing at all.

Then, he could leave the crowd openly after a few minutes and walk into the depths of the pervasive demonic energy. From beginning to end, he was like a transparent man, and even the evil demons he met on the road would not attack him unless they confronted him head-on.

In this way, I walked a full ten kilometers in the wilderness in one breath.

It wasn't until he finally arrived at the ruins of the destroyed ghost mother's lair that the first-level forgotten rune became completely ineffective.

"Roar!"

A fourth-level evil demon pounced, carrying with it demonic energy and stirring up dust, turning it into a black whirlwind that filled the sky. Its figure could not be seen at all, let alone its vital points. In a few days, it might advance to a fifth-level evil demon.

The best way to deal with this cunning evil demon is to resist in a line, with no less than three heavy shield soldiers taking turns to activate the psychic heavy shield to maintain an invisible force field around the team at all times.

This invisible force field will automatically filter and disperse the evil spirit, thereby allowing the evil demons hidden within to reveal their true form and specific location.

The rest are easy to deal with, whether it's spear piercing, spear throwing, or sword slashing, they can all be killed easily.

On the other hand, if it is just one person, or a group of just a few people, they will definitely suffer a great loss.

However, Zhao Guanshan can be a small exception.

Because he still has a third-level dispel rune.

Before, he always thought that dispelling runes could only be used for assistance, saving lives, and maintaining status.

But with the mastery of the third-order dispel rune, it turns out that it is not that simple.

At this moment, Zhao Guanshan was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he raised his hand and waved it. The third-order dispelling rune with a scorching red glow and a cool and unparalleled texture flew high into the sky. After just a circle, it seemed that some changes had occurred within a radius of twenty meters.

But it's not drastic or extraordinary, just a small change.

The black whirlwind was still raging, the demonic energy was still swirling, and the scene was the same everywhere. The only difference was that the fourth-order evil demon had slightly, tinyly revealed a tiny trace.

"Shh!"

Without any delay, the long sword was unsheathed, a red glow appeared, and three sword energies flew past in succession, knocking down and killing the fourth-level evil demon in mid-air.

"Qiang!"

The long sword returned to the sheath, and the third-level dispelling rune penetrated into Zhao Guanshan's body even faster, and the whole process took less than a second.

He didn't think there was anything special, and without any pause, he replaced the energy storage spirit stone in the hilt.

At this moment, a third-level evil demon crawled out from the ground like a shroud, and suddenly and affectionately hugged his head. The corrupt, decayed, weird, and evil breath turned into a rotten big tongue, trying to get in through the gap in the sealed helmet.

It was like giving him a passionate kiss.

This is actually a common attack method among low-level demons. Otherwise, their meager damage would not be able to penetrate the sealed armor and helmet.

So Zhao Guanshan usually ignores this kind of attack.

Because there is the imperially-sealed oil lamp to help.

As Zhao Guanshan's strength increased, the Lihuo Dao Talisman in the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp became noticeably stronger than before.

Of course, the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp's attack method is always passive.

And it will only be for a second or two at night, until the evil demon has almost filled the sealed helmet with a dozen rotten tongues, before its passive defense will be activated.

A very small circle of fire ignited, followed by a flash of light.
The next moment, the third-level evil demon roared and screamed as it was burned into a ball of flames.

Zhao Guanshan was still doing his work in an orderly manner.

He took off the heavy shield, unfolded it, and put it aside.

Remove the broadsword, unfold it, and set it aside.

Two psychic swords were slung on the left and right waists respectively.

It's like someone is preparing to set up a stall to perform.

But Zhao Guanshan actually came out to practice sword.

Well, it means practicing sword in the literal sense.

"Qiang!"

The long sword was unsheathed, a red glow flashed like fire, and three sword energies turned into flowing clouds. A few dozen meters away, three low-level evil demons that could not dodge were killed instantly.

Four more low-level evil demons suddenly attacked from the underground behind. Zhao Guanshan didn't even bother to look at them. He quickly unsheathed his other psychic sword, and three more sword energies flew across the area, clearing the area in an instant.

The area within a hundred meters finally became quiet.

Zhao Guanshan skillfully and quickly replaced the three energy storage spirit stones for each of the two psychic swords.

Then, regardless of whether there were any evil spirits coming to disturb him, he held the sword in one hand and without thinking, three more sword energies split the air.

Next, replace the energy storage spirit stone and then stimulate the sword energy.

If low-level demons come to disturb you, kill them.

If there were no low-level evil demons to disturb him, he would just draw his sword out of thin air.

All they practiced was the sword energy continuous slash move, because according to what Wang Chen said and based on Zhao Guanshan's own exploration, the sword energy in the box move was sudden, fast and convenient.

It has nothing to do with the ultimate move of turning sword energy into meteors.

But the sword energy continuous slash is different. How to master the direction, position, arrangement and change of the three sword energy slashes is a process that takes time and requires a lot of practice, familiarity and mastery.

How well you master this sword energy combo is related to the degree of completeness of the release of the ultimate move, Sword Energy Transformed into Meteors.

In short, this is the purpose of Zhao Guanshan's sword practice.

However, every time he swung his sword, three energy storage spirit stones would be used up.

So in just less than two hours, Zhao Guanshan had a total of 324 energy storage spirit stones in his hands. Except for 24 pieces in reserve, the rest were all used up by him.

Among them, only 124 pieces belonged to him, and the other 200 pieces were borrowed from the orbital vehicle, which he had to return on a loan-as-he-is basis.

This is probably the best interpretation of "poor in literature but rich in martial arts".

In less than two hours, he could release three hundred sword energies and activate them a hundred times. In the Taoist Academy's martial arts department, this amount was enough to last a whole year even for a martial arts student from a wealthy family.

(End of this chapter)