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Chapter 206 Zhang Yuanzhu: People like you should live longer (3000)

In the secret room at the base of the Shenbumen.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged on a cushion, supporting his chin with one hand, his eyes filled with thought.

He was recalling everything that had happened today to avoid missing anything.

Killing intent gradually appeared in the boy's eyes.

"Qingyun Chamber of Commerce?"

"Wait two more days and kill them all at once to prevent them from escaping."

Only after making the decision did he sense the spiritual energy of the secret room.

This is where Feng Xintang practices in seclusion, and the spiritual energy is quite abundant.

He tapped his forehead lightly, thinking that such a concentrated amount of spiritual energy would not slow down his cultivation speed.

Then, the young man stretched out his hand and flipped it.

A palm-sized mirror appeared in his palm.

This was the trophy he took away after killing the old woman in Muzhuang. This precious mirror was able to withstand half of his sword attack, so it was quite powerful.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his eyes and observed carefully.

The mirror surface is bright, and the frame is engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns, which is gorgeous and noble, and carries the air of treasure.

He reached out his free hand and gently stroked the mirror, feeling the warmth coming from his palm.

"It's a top-grade magical weapon. No wonder Mu Zhuang considers it a forbidden weapon."

The boy talked to himself.

Top-grade magic weapons are precious, and only cultivators who have reached the tenth level of Qi training or above can unleash their power.

Moreover, most of the advanced Qi-cultivating cultivators do not have top-grade magical instruments and can only make do with mid-grade instruments.

As he was thinking, the magic power in his dantian surged, and streams of magic power flowed along his arms into the magic mirror, erasing Mu Zhuang's traces and leaving his own mark.

Time passes, and a stick of incense goes by.

Yin~
The precious mirror trembled slightly, then suddenly jumped up and floated in the air, emitting a mighty precious light.

It was like a big sun emerging, bright and dazzling.

At the moment of refining the magic mirror, Zhang Yuanzhu also knew the basic information of the magic weapon.

Glazed Mirror: Protect yourself and kill enemies!
He reached out his hand, grasped the mirror, and pulled it in front of him.

"The name of the mirror is Liuli, which is quite appropriate."

He flipped his hand and put away the mirror.

Then, he took out the unfinished scriptures and spells from his arms and began to study them.

For him, the most important thing now is to construct the spell for the ninth level of Qi training. Other matters of cultivation should come second.

Zhang Yuanzhu was completely immersed in studying magic.

The situation in Zishan City is changing rapidly, and several major events have occurred one after another.

First, the five-year-long missing child case was completely solved, and the news spread throughout the fairy city at an extremely fast speed and spread to the surrounding areas.

Secondly, the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce’s annual trade fair is about to be held. Of course, this news is only spread among the top leaders of Zishan City.

In just one day, Zishan City was in an uproar.

Some monks came to Mu Zhuang and cursed loudly, while some monks who knew the inside story lamented but did not dare to say anything.

The nature of the missing child case that lasted for five years seemed to have been determined.

What Mu Zhuang did has nothing to do with the rest.

Two days later, early in the morning.

Zhang Yuanzhu put away the jade slip with a smile on his face.

He benefited a lot from studying spells and scriptures for two days, and it wouldn't take him long to construct the spells for the ninth level of Qi training.

"Crush the bedbugs first!"

The young man stood up, took out the moon disk from his arms and hung it around his waist.

Carrying the jade knife, he walked out of the secret room.

Ta Ta Ta ~
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed in the palace.

A petite woman holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji in one hand stood in the center of the hall, looking at the slender figure walking towards her.

The hand wrapped in white armor waved, and talismans fell in front of Zhang Yuanzhu.

"Golden Shield Talisman, Fire Dragon Talisman, Water Light Escape Talisman, defense, attack, escape, all correspond to the twelfth level of Qi training."

"These talismans are public resources for this case. You and I will each have one."

A hint of gentleness flashed across Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes, not too bad.

He stretched out his hand and took the three talismans.

"Fellow Daoist Qilin, the trade fair will begin soon. Let's go now."

"Kill the evil demon and truly resolve the case of the missing child."

The woman in white armor had a firm gaze and a resolute expression.

After two days of thinking, she made up her mind.

Zhang Yuanzhu walked over, stopped in front of the woman, and raised his hand.

A stream of light floated in front of the woman.

It was a jade pendant, symbolizing the status of a guest official.

Before Feng Xintang could ask, the young man had already passed him and walked out of the hall.

Only an indifferent voice came from the departing figure.

"I'll handle the trade fair. You can just clean up the mess. You don't need to be there yourself."

Tata~
Keep moving forward with low steps.

The voice gradually became colder and more severe.

"As for the elixirs above the First Level Golden Core, I will wait in Zishan City. Please don't embarrass either side."

As the words fell, the slender figure disappeared from the sight of the woman in white armor.

Feng Xintang lowered his eyes and looked at the jade pendant in front of him that symbolized his status as a guest official, feeling complicated.

He reached out his hand, gently grasped the jade pendant, and murmured to himself:

"Want to take on everything by yourself?"

His five fingers suddenly clenched, tightly grasping the jade pendant.

"Fellow Daoist, you underestimated me, and you also underestimated the Divine Constable Sect."

Zhang Yuanzhu walked out of the stronghold and looked up at the sky.

It was dull, dark, and there was moisture in the air.

"Ah!"

"Let me take care of killing the city lord, the three great immortal families, and the Chamber of Commerce."

"For someone like you, it's always a pleasure to live one more life."

He whispered, and the Qilin Nuo mask on his face disappeared, turning into the Xuanwu Nuo mask.

Under the Nuo mask, he had a gentle expression, one arm resting on the hilt of his sword, and walked towards the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce step by step.

Boom!

With a roar of thunder, the sky became darker.

On both sides of the street, monks began to pack up their stalls, and the flow of people gradually thinned out.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
The misty drizzle soaked the streets and blurred the blood-red figure.

All I could see was the other person gradually disappearing around the corner.

After a stick of incense.

In the center of Zishan City, Zhang Yuanzhu leaned against a teahouse, gazing at the luxurious attic across the street. In front of the spacious gate, imposing monks came and went constantly.

The young man took the spiritual tea he bought from the tea shop, took a sip slowly, and savored the fragrance on his lips.

A cup of tea!

The flow of people gradually thinned out.

A stick of incense!

Before the Chamber of Commerce, apart from the guards, only two or three people entered.

Half an hour!

boom!
Zhang Yuanzhu put down the teacup, slung his sword over his shoulder, and strode towards the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce.

When he was a hundred meters away from the gate, the palm of his hand that was tightly gripping the hilt of the knife emitted wisps of blue light that spread downwards.

Use the soles of your feet to push forward at high speed.

Bang!

The sky-blue blade light was as cold as the moon.

It instantly crossed the rain curtain and passed across the guard's neck.

There was no gushing blood, only four lifeless corpses lying dead.

The sharp blade light, without any pause, directly killed into the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce.

Extremely fast! Extremely accurate! Extremely ruthless!

Zhang Yuanzhu used all his strength and in less than five breaths, he had killed his way through the guards of Qingyun Chamber of Commerce and arrived at the place where the powerful people gathered.

Without a word, he tore the fire dragon talisman in his arms and rushed towards the crowd.

Boom!

With a deafening roar.

A fire dragon nearly a hundred meters long emerged. The dragon looked ferocious and its scales were lifelike.

The moment it appeared, it had already filled the hall. Countless pieces of wood began to spontaneously combust, and the floor turned into glass.

kill!

A low drink.

The fire dragon roared to the sky and rushed into the crowd.

One figure after another turned into charcoal and fell to the side.

All this was done in a flash.

"What's going on? What happened?"

"That thief from there deserves to die!"

"Let's take action together and kill him."

Spells burst out one after another, killing the fire dragon, but with little effect.

At this moment, the four people sitting at the front of the trade fair all had gloomy expressions.

A young man dressed like a nobleman closed his folding fan and cursed softly:
"How can Yan Fuchun do things? He couldn't even properly defend the trade fair."

He turned around and spoke to the young man in black clothes beside him:
"Brother Li, let's work together to dispel the fire dragon."

"Please capture and kill that thief."

After a few words, the four of them stood up.

Two of the figures gradually disappeared, leaving only two young men standing side by side.

Face the charging fire dragon head-on.

The ferocious fire dragon has shrunk more than a circle.

"It's just a talisman, little Doyle."

The young man holding the folding fan made a direct move, and a bright light bloomed from the folding fan.

He thrust forward suddenly, directly hitting the fire dragon's eyebrows.

On the other side, Li Hu, dressed in tight clothes, had a ferocious smile on his face.

He took a step forward, stretched his arms forward, and his five fingers turned golden, with an unparalleled sharpness.

The actions of the two calmed down the panic among the group of cultivators.

"They are the three great immortal clans, Lord Shi Yuan of the Shi family, and Master Li Hu of the Li family."

"If you two take action, the thief will definitely die."

"I must cut the other party into pieces."

Amid the noise, the folding fan was the first to pierce the fire dragon's eyebrows.

Stab it!

In an instant, most of the dragon's head was obliterated, and the entire fire dragon was in a state of disintegration.

Li Hu ignored the blazing flames and pressed his claws on the dragon scales, trying to tear the fire dragon apart.

Suddenly, Ishihara's expression changed drastically and he growled.

"careful!"

Before he finished speaking, a flash of sky-blue sword light suddenly appeared from the dragon's body.

It was as cold as moonlight, slashing straight towards Li Hu.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were cold, the magic power in his dantian was surging, his skin, muscles, and bones were trembling at the same time, bursting out with tremendous power.

All the strength instantly poured into his right arm.

This knife was extremely cold.

This knife was planned for a long time.

This knife was filled with murderous intent.

Ah!
Li Hu roared, his eyes bursting.

It was the first time he felt death so clearly.

At this moment, there was no time to retract the arms that were stretched out, and there was no time to activate the magic weapon, so he could only resist.

"Thief, die!"

His muscles swelled, the gold on his skin glowed brighter, and his palms slapped toward the center.

As long as he blocks this knife, he will definitely be able to kill the opponent.

"Ah!"

hum~
The sound of chuckles and the sound of swords intertwined, and the sky-blue sword light passed over the young man and went forward.

In an instant, the noise stopped, the clapping palms became powerless, and Li Hu's ferocious face fell into a daze.

His consciousness fell into eternal darkness.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the high platform with a knife in his hand, looking down at the group of cultivators.

Spots of blood slid down the blade and dripped down.

"Who on earth are you? How dare you commit a crime in Zishan City and kill the three great immortal clans' disciples?"

A middle-aged man in a scarlet official robe walked out from behind the crowd with a grim expression.

He and his fellow Taoist from Hongxiu Tower had just gone to the rear to intercept and kill the enemy, but they came up empty-handed.

Before anyone could react, Li Hu, who was at the eleventh level of Qi training and also proficient in body training, had already died.

'waste! ’

City Lord Mo cursed in his heart.

He often brags about how powerful he is and thinks he can compete with those cultivators who have reached the peak of Qi training.

Now, as soon as they fought, his head was cut off by the enemy.

(End of this chapter)