Chapter 53 Hanzhucheng Incident

One year later, Hanzhu City.

Qingzhu, a disciple of Taoist Kuzhu, bowed to the two women:

"These days, I would like to thank you two seniors for helping to suppress those who practice evil methods and maintain the stability of my Hanzhu City. Now I would like to ask Senior Miao to take action and kill the last remnants."

The people he was facing were Shan Qin and Miaoli Shan who were from the Chamber of Commerce.

Miaoli Shan was still dressed in his cool attire, and he didn't even look at the Taoist Qingzhu when he heard this.

Qingzhu was not annoyed, but just looked at Shan Qin with a smile.

The latter was wearing a red gown, with her long black hair naturally draped behind her. She turned slightly and said to Miaoli Shan:
"Aunt Miao, you should go. Didn't Senior Hongxu tell us not to let any blood body go? Qin'er still has her father's trump card in her hand. Ordinary cultivators can't hurt me."

Miaoli Shan knew that he was telling the truth. Once the talisman was cast, it would take a long time even for himself to break it.

But the reason I went out this time was just to protect this girl, but now...
"If Aunt Miao is worried, how about lending the talisman to Qin'er?"

Miaoli Shan smiled when he heard this:
"Good girl, you have set your sights on your Aunt Miao."

There was no reproach in his words, but rather some doting. He put away the pipe in his hand and stuffed a golden talisman into his hand.

"In that case, I'll go take a look," he rubbed Shan Qin's forehead and said softly, "If you encounter an attack, immediately activate this talisman and Aunt Miao will rush back immediately. Don't be stubborn."

Shan Qin nodded.

Immediately, Miaoli Shan turned into a beam of light and chased in the direction of the bloody bodies. One of them was heading towards Haiyue Lake.

Seeing that Shan Qin looked at the direction of the escaping light for a long time without looking back, Qingzhu advised:
"Don't worry, Miss Shan. Senior Miao has great magical powers. It's no problem for him to defeat a few Jindan Blood Bodies."

"That's true," Shan Qin turned around and asked, "I wonder how Daoist Kuzhu is doing?"

Over the years, the inheritance method of True Lord Xuehai has been rampant in Hanzhu City. No one has obtained the true inheritance, but many people have practiced the "Blood Body Method" of the technique of incarnation.

As a result, many evil blood bodies were born. Taoist Kuzhu was seriously injured by a blood body's sneak attack many years ago and is still recovering from his injuries.

All affairs of Hanzhu City were handed over to another Jindan elder and his foundation-building disciple Qingzhu for management.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior. Master is still recovering from his injuries. His body is damaged. I'm afraid he will need some time to recuperate."

Shan Qin frowned. She and Aunt Miao had been here for a year, and she had only met her once when she arrived. After helping Hanzhu City for so long, this city lord was too ignorant of etiquette:

"There is a pill in the Chamber of Commerce that can whiten bones. It is also effective for forming pills. I will ask for it from the Chamber of Commerce some other day... You just need to prepare the spirit stones."

Qingzhu was overjoyed: "Thank you very much, Senior Shan. The city has been almost pacified now, and I still have some important matters to attend to, so..."

Shan Qin waved her hand and Qingzhu retreated.

With his back to the main hall door, Qingzhu's eyes turned bloodshot and he sighed in his heart: "I can't stay in Hanzhu City anymore. How could those two old guys Hongxu and Baiheng get involved? Did they discover traces of magic in my skills?"

Although the "Blood Body Technique" has harmed many cultivators over the years, it has never reached the point of alarming the gods.

"Is it really for the sake of the people of the world? I have never believed this nonsense. To the gods, the monks below them are probably no different from ants."

Looking back at the golden door behind him, Qingzhu hesitated for a moment and chose to leave.

"It's a tricky idea, so it's better not to touch it. Send away the Miao Yuanying and leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise I won't be able to hide when the two Shenhua return."

Qingzhu passed through the guards and came to a black spire. The towers were stacked up layer by layer, like a huge black bamboo growing from the ground, with a plaque below that read "Demon Suppression Tower".

Knocking on the door outside the tower, Qingzhu said carefully:
"Master, I want to see you."

The black door opened, and after Qingzhu entered, the door closed quietly again.

What is surprising is that there is a thick layer of white fog inside the tower, and the temperature is much lower than that outside.

Qingzhu waved his sleeves to disperse the mist in front of his eyes, allowing him to see the old Taoist sitting cross-legged on the cold bed. The mist was dispersed by the cold bed under him.

The Taoist had a dark complexion and a bald head without a single hair. His robe was half-undone, revealing a bloody torso.

The terrifying thing is that the blood on it is wriggling like a living thing, and is invading its intact flesh and blood.

This forced Kuzhu not to stop practicing his skills at any moment, and at the same time draw the cold air from the cold bed below to fight against it.

"How is the cleanup going in the city?" Kuzhu asked with his eyes closed.

Qingzhu would report to him what happened in the city every once in a while these days, and he would make the decision and Qingzhu would then implement it.

Now that he was quite proficient, Qingzhu walked forward a few steps and told everyone what was happening in the city.

"A few months ago, Yun Ji... Now, with their help, the city has been almost cleaned up, except..."

"What is it?" The victim listened to Qingzhu's report halfway through, as if he had something to hide, so he opened his eyes, only to see a red sword about a foot long coming at him.

I was immediately shocked and angry: "How dare you!"

The circulation of spiritual power in the body was about to connect the entire tower. Qingzhu looked calm, and he made a gesture with his left hand, as if giving some guidance. The strange blood in Kuzhu's body became more active.

The changes on the surface of his body could not stop Kuzhu from saving himself. He endured the pain and the spiritual power in his body instantly connected to the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

Layers of runes immediately lit up from top to bottom inside the tower, and even rune lights appeared under Qingzhu's feet.

Qingzhu raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth: "I've been waiting for your move."

With a light step, it was as if some mechanism was triggered. The runes in the tower suddenly flickered and flashed several times. After three breaths, a layer of blood color was dyed into the runes.

"Over the past few years, I have been responsible for the maintenance of this Demon Suppression Tower. If I let you activate this treasure so easily, wouldn't it make me seem useless?"

It was as if a drop of blood-colored ink had dripped in, and in an instant it had permeated all the runes.

The blood even penetrated into the body against the spiritual power of the bitter bamboo, connecting with the blood on the surface of its body, forming a dense blood net covering its entire body.

"Hmph!" Kuzhu let out a muffled groan in pain. His body and the spiritual energy in his body became sluggish under the blood net.

Knowing that he could not escape this disaster, he decided to connect the elixir in his body and explode to destroy himself and everything else.

But when his spiritual consciousness probed into the body, he found a red light lying between the two, and Kuzhu had lost control of the elixir in his body.

It turned out that Qingzhu had just inserted the blood-red sword into his abdomen.

I only heard him mutter, "I'm after your Jindan, how can I let it explode so easily?"

As soon as these words came out, Kuzhu's face was filled with despair.

(End of this chapter)

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