Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 2: The Great Tang Daoist Official
"Official Lu, the Ishihara County you are heading to is ahead. Be careful when you get there, because there are many southern barbarians there. They don't practice good ways, don't take care of their parents, and don't love their children. It is said that they do everything from raising Yin to feeding poison."

"If you encounter difficulties, please come to our Chenxi County. The master of the Jiang family in our Chenxi County is well-known for his kindness. He is generous in building bridges and roads. He will definitely help you."

The carriage came to the side of the official road, and the old soldier pointed out the direction for Lu Cheng.

"Thank you, Uncle Hu, for seeing me off all the way. May you be blessed with infinite happiness."

According to the memory of his previous life, Lu Cheng made a hand gesture and gently swept it across the forehead of the old soldier named Hu, which was a blessing.

The Tang people worshipped Taoism. After receiving Lu Cheng's blessing, the old soldier named Hu's originally cloudy eyes became bright. He was even happier than when he received the copper coins for the fare. He thanked him profusely and left.

After the old soldier who was transporting fodder for the border troops left, Lu Cheng turned around, leaning on a broken ancient sword with its scabbard and a gourd on his waist, and walked towards Ishihara County step by step.

"According to my current state, I should have found a place to sort out my Taoist system and completely inherited all the memory methods of my predecessor. But I really have to come to Ishihara County. Master Chi Shenzi has profound magical powers. Whether I can solve the problem in Ishihara County is a question of ability, but if I don't come, it will be a question of attitude. With my current shallow cultivation, I really hate Master Chi Shenzi. There is almost no place for me to stay in the known places."

In the memory of his predecessor Lu Cheng, Chi Shen Zi was a short Taoist with a bad temper who was very proud of his own things. However, he was nothing special and had never displayed any amazing magical powers.

But as he got to know his predecessor better, Lu Cheng began to distrust all the memories and cognition of his predecessor.

Many people are like this. They look down on capable people around them, but they don’t realize that it’s not that they are incapable, but that they themselves are incapable.

The gap is so huge that even the gap between them cannot be clearly recognized.

Ishihara County is a remote county located in a mountain basin. The county is located roughly in the middle of the basin. There is no real road from the official road to here, only a mountain road that has been trampled out.

In order to avoid affecting his internal injuries, Lu Cheng adjusted his breathing and walked up the mountain with one step deep and one step shallow, leaning on the ancient sword with its sheath.

The mountain road was not far, but it took him half a day to walk.

At this time, when he was halfway up the hill, Lu Cheng heard bursts of noise and shouting coming from the other side:

"You heartless bastards, it hasn't rained since the beginning of spring. Your fields are short of water, but ours aren't? Why? You let the Li family use all the water, but the Tu, Zou, and You families don't need water for their fields?"

Although there was a strong slang accent mixed in, the locals actually spoke Mandarin, and Lu Cheng could barely make it out and understand it.

The comprehension ability of cultivators is very strong, and the higher the level of cultivation, the stronger this is, because the laws between heaven and earth are also a silent language. If the words of ordinary people are difficult to understand, then the language of heaven and earth is even more incomprehensible. The only difference is whether the cultivator is willing to understand or not.

“Hit, hit!”

As Lu Cheng climbed the hillside, the mountain people on the other side were already shouting and cursing and fighting. When Lu Cheng climbed up, he saw a scene of hundreds of people fighting with weapons.

The difference between this fight and the fight for water sources among villagers in other areas is that here, among the hundreds of young and strong men, many of them have poisonous insects on their shoulders and necks, such as a scorpion, a centipede, a spider, or a poisonous snake.

The young and strong men on both sides who were fed with the poisonous insects that allowed them to communicate with each other in their minds had not taken any action yet. Regardless of their size, they were obviously the main force in the fight. The people around them looked at them with a mixture of fear and admiration.

Violence is the most primitive form of power.

The sudden appearance of Lu Cheng, who was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a long sword, caused the fight that had just begun but not yet fully started to come to a halt.

Ishihara County is located in a remote area, and usually there are few strangers. Moreover, Lu Cheng's clothing style is obviously very different from that of the locals.

"Old man, I am from Lucheng, and I am the latest official appointed by the court. May I ask how I can get to the local county government?"

The fierce old man who was standing on the high ground and commanding his fellow tribesmen stared at Lu Cheng in a daze. He hesitated for a moment, then pointed in the direction of the county. After getting the answer he wanted, Lu Cheng saluted the old man and walked down, seemingly not even glancing at the tragic and bloody scene of broken bones and tendons.

"Humph, these Tang people may seem gentle, but in their hearts they really don't regard us as human beings. They probably hope that we will all die."

When the villagers of Ishihara County saw this scene, they naturally had this thought in their minds.

However, at this moment, the young Taoist who seemed to be walking away step by step suddenly turned around and waved the sleeves of his Taoist robe with a stretching movement.

Suddenly, bursts of burning dark golden light seemed to radiate from the sleeves of his tattered Taoist robe, covering the villagers who were fighting with weapons.

"My worm, my worm!"

Being enveloped by the dark golden light, the villagers were not harmed at all, but the scorpions, centipedes, spiders, and poisonous snakes on their heads and shoulders were all enveloped by the dark golden light and swept up, flying towards Lucheng.

I saw many poisonous insects flying in the air and gathering towards the Taoist priest like rivers flowing into the sea. When they were close to a certain distance, the young Taoist priest waved his sleeves again, bound the poisonous insects inside with his magic power, and then threw them on the ground beside him.

"May you be blessed with infinite happiness. Ladies and gentlemen, I am a foreigner who has just arrived at your precious place. I do not know the cause of your dispute and I cannot intervene. However, these vicious insects and evil creatures kill people and eat their blood. It is harmful to keep them as slaves. I will deal with them temporarily. Please consider and consider."

After saying this, Lu Cheng turned around and left.

He did not deal with those poisonous insects. In fact, he didn't need to do anything. The poisonous insects were wrapped and squeezed together by the qi, and they instinctively bit and attacked each other. In a very short time, seven or eight out of ten died from fighting each other.

Even those who were lucky enough to survive would be frightened and injured, crawling around and becoming difficult to control in a short period of time.

"What kind of magic is this, so powerful?"

"Is this the magic of the Tang Dynasty Taoist priest? This, this..."

Without the support of poisonous insects, the hostility in the hearts of these southern Xinjiang villagers who were nourishing yin and feeding on poisonous insects looked at each other, and the fight for water sources was stalemate for a while before everyone retreated.

Although the disease was not cured, the magic spell performed by the Taoist official from the Tang Dynasty on the first day of his arrival at least temporarily avoided casualties.

At the same time, Lucheng's reputation for mysterious magic spread over time.

"At that time, I only saw a flash of golden light, and the insects we raised flew over. We couldn't control them at all. It was amazing!"

"Otherwise, how could the Tang people occupy the best land? If our insects were more powerful than the Tang people's magic, the emperor in Chang'an would be ours."

On the other side, Lu Cheng found the location of the county government office in Ishihara County according to the instructions, but learned from the yamen runners that the county magistrate was invited by the old man of the Jiang family in Chenxi County to attend a banquet, and he didn't know when he would be back.

According to past experience, it could take as short as ten days to half a month or as long as several months.

Lu Cheng did not make things difficult for the timid yamen runner, nor did he go to Chenxi County to look for the county magistrate. Instead, he found a dilapidated temple halfway up the mountain and settled down there.

From Lu Cheng's perspective, his arrival in Ishihara County represented the initial completion of his mission, and he had a basic explanation for the orders given by his master Chi Shen Zi. As for when County Magistrate Han would return, he even hoped that he would return as late as possible, because he still had many troubles to deal with.

"I hope that the skill I just demonstrated can intimidate the locals for a little longer, and also give me time to sort out my memories and cultivate true magical powers."

Inside the ruined temple, Lu Cheng was playing with an ancient little tripod in his hand and muttering to himself. The Jiuli Tripod was the culprit that brought him to this world, and it was also the truth behind the Taoist magic he was performing today:
Once the Jiuli Ding is activated, it can spread golden rainbow flames to draw non-human creatures within the coverage area into the cauldron. Today, Lu Cheng used his ninth-level Qi training power to activate the Jiuli Ding, and sucked in a large number of poisonous insects. However, it was not his own method that was amazing, but the mysterious treasure.

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