fairy family

Chapter 153: The Horse Enters the Lungs and the Guest Enters the Tent

Commander Fei Wu stared at Yu Que and said through gritted teeth: "Even if you have true fire, so what. True fire is something that a mere junior like you cannot control."

The man was already in a very low mood, realizing that his chances of winning today were extremely slim, but he would rather lose the battle than the fight, so he still spoke out to attack Yu Que.

Yu Que just smiled when he heard this, and then repeated:
"Commander Fei, don't worry about this. Just keep track of the time."

The female general Huangshan stood above the crowd. After her eyes flickered for a moment, she also wanted to see what the temperament of the true fire in Yu Que's hand was like, and whether it was really differentiated from the three-headed snake crow.

She tried to speak calmly:
"Indeed, Commander Fei, please be patient. We will know in forty breaths."

Then the woman took an incense stick from the hand of the attendant beside her, pinched off most of it, lit the incense head, and said softly:
"Master Yu, please start refining. If you still haven't transformed Xue Luo Ling's ghost into a god by the time I finish burning this piece of incense in my hand, you will lose today."

Yu Que nodded when he heard this, and he no longer paid attention to the people around him.

The other people around him looked even more intently, almost all of them fixed their eyes on him, without blinking.

These people also want to see the power of the rumored true fire!

Whoosh!

Yu Que threw the Crow Fire in his hand onto the White Back Sword, then shook the sword gently. The White Back Sword turned into a long snake and entangled the Blood Silk Ghost that was imprisoned on the side.

Then he uttered a word:
"Refining!"

The next moment, a sharp howl sounded at the scene, causing everyone present to change their expressions slightly.

The ghost of the blood-colored silk silk fell under the burning of the crow fire, and suddenly bursts of gray gas began to surge up from its body, and it was about to be shattered in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Yu Que covered his hands with his sleeves, and threw out a few drops of medicine from his sleeves, and then snapped out stacks of incense and paper money.

With the help of the medicine and the incense, Xue Luo Ling's ghost managed to stabilize its position and was not burned to pieces on the spot.

But even so, the ghost of the horse still suffered.

Its face was distorted, and the ferocity in its eyes faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, replaced by waves of fear.

If this horse could speak human language, it would definitely have started begging for mercy at this moment, hoping that Yu Que would let it go.

But when Yu Que saw Xue Luo Ling's condition, he frowned slightly and was still not satisfied.

Since he had just boasted that he would transform the horse into a household god and tame it into the temple within forty breaths, why would he delay now?

So Yu Que closed his eyes slightly, and an ancient ancestral temple appeared around him, covering an area of ​​ten feet, mysterious and unpredictable, covering all the Crow Fire and Blood Silk ghosts.

When the people around saw his ancestral temple, they were surprised:
"The ancestral temple is ten feet in size! It is indeed the Temple of Heaven."

"Today I can see the real fire that is rumored, and I can also see the Temple of Heaven. This trip is really worthwhile!"

When Commander Fei Wu saw this, he was filled with jealousy and hatred, and his steel teeth were about to break.

Yu Que didn't care about the reactions of the people around him at all. He gathered his strength, mobilized his six-foot spiritual sense, and secretly mobilized the fire crows in the ancestral temple, letting them soar in the temple and dance up and down around the blood-clad ghost.

While flying, the crow continued to spit out crow fire, covering the ghost of Xue Luo Ling and increasing the firepower.

Under the cover of the sixth-grade snake crow's aura, the shape of the fire crow appeared blurred and its breath was also obscured. In addition, with the cover of the ancestral temple, people outside could only see a small ball of fire moving around the blood silk.

Even if someone at the scene tried to use spiritual sense or other means to investigate the situation in Yu Que's ancestral temple, they were strictly stopped.

It was the spiritual consciousness of the Huangshan female general. After touching Yu Que's ancestral temple, the female general herself frowned slightly, and then she withdrew the spiritual consciousness into her brain and stopped trying.

She sighed in her heart: "This boy is indeed a genuine Tianmiao. Even when my spiritual consciousness got close to him, I felt a sense of pressure. He is indeed a person who has received the attention of the heavens."

Xiao!
In Yu Que's ancestral temple, the ghost of Xue Luo Ling became more and more miserable, and the gray aura on its body was almost completely gone.

Its soul body has shrunk to only one foot, but its texture has unexpectedly become solid.

An even stronger look of fear also appeared in the eyes of this beast.

When Yu Que saw this, a sneer appeared on his face.

He said, "As expected, there is no such thing as an unruly beast. It just depends on whether others are cruel enough to it."

If Commander Fei Wu could be like him and train the horse regardless of life or death, it would not take him half a year to tame it.

It took Yu Que only twenty breaths to tame the horse.

In order to be safe, Yu Que did not immediately send the horse to the family god for refining.

Although he is currently in the middle of a competition, he is going to use this horse as his family god, so he must be careful. He would rather refine it to pieces than destroy his ancestral temple.

Then his heart moved, and the sword in Yu Que's hand suddenly trembled again, and his eyes widened as if they had turned into a pair of ferocious beast eyes.

The Xue Luo Ling ghost, which was already on the verge of collapse, was glared at by him. The ghost felt as if it had been pricked by a needle and let out an unprecedented scream.

This move was exactly what Yu Que did by utilizing the Water Ape Sword Skill that he had just learned, and using his spiritual sense to witness in order to stimulate the ghost of Xue Luo Ling.

Amidst the screams, the ghost of Xue Luo Ling narrowly escaped being turned to ashes on the spot.

After this blow, its entire soul trembled and shook like a sieve.

When facing Yu Que, the horse completely lost all its temper, let alone any ferocity.

But even so, Yu Que still didn't let it go.

He chose to continue using the true fire energy to bless the Crow Fire, burning the beast fiercely, and repeatedly injected various medicinal liquids he carried with him to bless its soul and body.

After burning for thirty breaths, Yu Que temporarily slowed down the true fire to allow the ghost of Xue Luo Ling to catch his breath for a while.

At this time, the originally blood-gray blood silk ghost completely lost its gray color, leaving only a bright red color, like a drop of blood, and it brought a sense of beauty and shock.

As Yu Que observed this beast, his heart began to beat as if he had seen a ripe fruit.

Immediately, he no longer hesitated, opened his mouth suddenly, and sucked hard at Xue Luo Ling's soul.

Whoosh, a burst of horse neighing sounded in the field.

But his voice no longer contained the slightest hint of resistance or arrogance, but was extremely submissive, and it obediently went into Yu Que's nostrils.

Even so, after Yu Que swallowed the blood silk into his mouth and nose, he did not immediately take it into his internal organs.

Instead, he repeatedly moved the energy in and out of the horse's nostrils. He was using his own spiritual energy to polish the horse, intending to extinguish the last bit of its intelligence.

Yu Que's purpose today is to subdue the household god, not the pet beast.

Naturally, there is no need for the awareness of the existence of the household god.

However, after taking eight or nine breaths, Yu Que stopped moving and instead pulled the blood silk into his chest to keep it warm temporarily. Then he opened his eyes completely, smiled, and looked at the people around him.

He waved his hand, dispelling the strange vision in his ancestral temple, and stood up, bowing to everyone: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. This horse has been killed and is now my servant."

The barely perceptible sound of incense ash falling was heard in the hands of the Huangshan female general.

The piece of incense stick held in the other party's hand had just burned out and the incense head fell off.

Although the incense and candles had burned out, the Huangshan female general's gaze towards Yu Que became even more passionate and she stared at him closely.

The people around were also staring at Yu Que, all with expressions as if their eyes had been opened and they had seen a new world.

The scene was silent for a moment, and no one took over Yu Que's words, which seemed a bit awkward.

After a while, it was the old monkey who reacted first.

This fellow took a big gulp of monkey wine and shouted, "Happiness, happiness, forty breaths can make a god, even the people in the Taoist Palace may not be able to do this!

I think you, even without the Temple of Heaven, have the potential to become a sixth-rank alchemist."

Yu Que turned to this person and answered modestly:

"Senior Ma, you are joking. I am just borrowing the power of the true fire. Once the true fire in my hands is exhausted, I will not be able to do so anymore."

After he finished speaking, he sighed and looked at the little flame that still remained in his hand.

With a slight wave of his hand, he put the small flame into the ancestral temple.

"To achieve speed today, I have expended a lot of energy. The remaining true fire energy can only be refined twice more at most."

There was no joy on Yu Que's face, instead he looked quite painful.

His words fell into the ears of the people around him, causing many of them to have strange expressions.

"You only have two more times... If I could have one more time, I would be extremely happy."

"Is this guy the illegitimate son of the Seventh Master? How come after burning a seventh-grade red snake to death, he also refined a household god and still had more than two times of true fire energy left?"

There were constant murmurs and mutters in the room, making the place quite restless and buzzing.

There was only one person among them. His face was livid, his teeth were clenched, and he kept silent.

This person is the commander Fei Wu.

When he saw that his own Blood Silk was completely refined by Yu Que and swallowed into his lungs, he felt very depressed and realized that he had lost more than he gained.

Yu Que's eyes fell on this person, and he asked with a smile:

"Commander Fei, how is my cultivation today?"

Commander Fei didn't want to answer at first. He snorted coldly and wanted to leave on the spot.

But along with everyone's gazes, there was also the gaze of the Huangshan female general.

The latter made his heart sink again and he felt a bit of pressure.

So this person looked embarrassed and could only lower his head and speak:

"Yu Fangzhu's skills are superb, and this is the one who lost."

After he finished speaking, Commander Fei Wu felt relieved.

He looked up again and noticed that the Huangshan female general looked away expressionlessly and no longer looked at him.

The man kept a tight face and didn't dare to say a word. He left the place in shame.

Everyone watched Commander Fei Wu leave, with expressions of mockery, laughter, or silence on their faces.

After the other party's figure completely disappeared, a buzzing sound broke out at the scene.

Many people hurriedly stepped forward, gathered next to Yu Que, and said:

"Congratulations to Master Yu, you have gained another god today!"

"Thank you, Brother Yu, for broadening my horizons. I wonder when your cultivation business will start in the military camp?"

Some people come simply to flatter and make themselves known, while others come to build relationships and smooth the way for them to find extra money to train ghosts and gods in the future.

When Yu Que faced these people, he immediately suppressed his previous arrogance and instead greeted everyone humbly.

"It's a stroke of luck. Thank you all for your consideration. I'm not too worried about the rest."

After he exchanged greetings and wrote down the names of many officers, he wanted to find an excuse to slip away and quickly return to the quiet room in Bimafang to meditate for a few days, so that these few days when he was most famous could pass quietly.

Before he could escape on his own, the Huangshan female general above the crowd came to his rescue:
"Today's business is over. I, the abbot, have shown my power. You will have plenty of time to make friends and chat in the future. Please stop making noise here."

Many officers heard this and realized that the behavior of the crowd made the Huangshan female general feel noisy.

They had no choice but to suppress their desire to get close to her and bowed to the female general:
"Yes, I will take my leave first."

"Brother Yu, I am the commander of the Sixth Ward's soldiers. The Sixth Ward and your Seventh Ward are brother towns. Let's meet up some other day."

After a lot of voices were heard at the scene, everyone retreated one by one.

Yu Que was also among them. He saluted everyone one by one, bowed and stood up, rising and falling dozens of times.

After sending most people away, Yu Que quickly straightened his robes and bowed to the Huangshan female general on the stage, saying:
"Thank you, General, for your justice. I will now withdraw from this position."

However, at this time, the masked female general had a meaningful look in her eyes and said directly:

"Master Yu, please stay and we will talk in the account."

Yu Que paused slightly, but didn't think anything of it. He guessed that the other party must have seen his true fire and refining skills, and wanted to take the opportunity to win him over.

"I will obey your orders." So he nodded in response, greeted the old monkey next to him, then stepped forward and followed the female general into the central military tent at the back of the courtyard.

As soon as the money was entered into the account, before Yu Que could react, the hairs on his body stood up.

Buzzing.

One saw rays of spiritual light and incense emerging all around, especially behind Yu Que, which almost brushed against his back and turned the entire central army tent into a "copper wall and iron fortress" with such strict restrictions that no flies or insects could enter and no noise could enter.

Yu Que was stunned. He looked around and found that there was no personal soldier or attendant in the tent, only him and the masked female general in front of him.

And the female general was staring at him intently.

(End of this chapter)