Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 157 Demon Exorcist Master Zhang Yida

Without mentioning the system's tasks, Qianji Pavilion's current path is actually a bit off track.

Half of the reason is because of Lily's love for explosives, and the other half is because the Thousand Machine Monks all have some biases in their studies.

After all, they were a group of idle people who were unloved by their parents. Half of what they knew were scraps, and half were what they figured out on their own.

Now the Sword Sect fully supports the Qianji Pavilion, but the Sword Sect is really not good at playing tricks.

Although most Sword Sect monks are not as pure as Qiao Lezhi, their logic for solving problems basically follows a fixed procedure.

That is.
Where should I go? Who should I kill? How many should I kill?
This three-part logic is highly praised by the disciples of the Sword Sect. In their view, any problem that can be solved with a sword is not a problem.

Although Zhang Ze has a cheat, he is just one person and is unable to do many things.

But now with Old Tang, a top boss who plans to sell Longhu Mountain and grow bigger and stronger with Qianji Pavilion, things have taken a turn for the better.

Zhang Ze was also able to set things right in time, preventing Lily's evil plan of focusing on the explosion from happening.

Zhang Ze estimated that the Six Sects' Way did not refer to the degree of favorability between him and the Six Sects, but to the degree of integration between the Thousand Machine Techniques and each of the Six Sects.

In order to verify his guess, Zhang Ze directly called in the elite members of Qianji Pavilion and started to accompany Lao Tang.

In half a month, with the knowledge and experience of Lao Tang, the skills of the Thousand Machine monks, and the blessing of Zhang Ze's ingenious ideas, the first set of Thousand Machine props designed with Longhu Mountain Taoism as the core was officially completed.

Although it is still used for the foundation-building period, it is still the first step taken.

At the same time, Zhang Ze also found that the progress bar of Longhu Mountain had risen a little.

Then the system gave Zhang Ze another task at the right time.

【test】

A week later.

Zhang Ze came alone to a small village called Xiangyashan, west of Qingjing.

He stood on the hill and looked towards the village. There was a dark cloud lurking at the end of the village.

Zhang Ze spent a lot of time to find this place.

There is no way, because the biggest demon leader in Qingjing Land is Lin Feng, the public security is a bit too good.

The occasional bandits and robbers, or the randomly refreshed foreign evil cultivators, were basically killed by Lin Feng in the first place.

As a result, the disciples of the Sword Sect have not been able to receive any local missions in the Mission Hall recently. Except for those weird missions from the demon tribe, the nearest missions are all eight hundred miles away.

There are even fewer quests related to evil spirits.

The information about what happened in Xiangyashan Village was provided by Lin Feng.

Zhang Ze came here for that mission, to test whether the latest [Qianlongshan Series Demon-Exorcising Set] is useful.

In order to ensure the rigor of the experiment, Zhang Ze plans to use this magic-removing kit to solve the problem throughout the process unless absolutely necessary.

Standing at the entrance of the village, Zhang Ze took a look at his Taoist robe. After making sure that there was no problem, he put on his style as the great elder of Longhu Mountain and walked down the mountain confidently.

Village chief Zhao Laosi had been waiting at the village entrance for a long time. It had snowed a few days ago and it was extremely cold. He was shivering and twitching his lips as he waited for the arrival of the master.

He looked back at the village and saw that every household had their doors closed. Zhao Laosi cursed inwardly and continued to stamp his feet and wait.

"What a bunch of cowardly bears," he muttered.

But despite the scolding, Zhao Laosi had no intention of blaming his fellow villagers.

Because he was also afraid, but he was the village chief so he had to bear it.

Besides, this expert was found by his son.

But when he thought of his unfilial son, Zhao Laosi always felt something was wrong.

Why is the child so obedient now?

To put it bluntly, his unfortunate child is a nuisance. He often beat his father and scolded his mother when he was at home.

He suddenly ran away from home a few months ago, saying that he wanted to go out into the world with his brothers to seek some bullshit opportunity.

Zhao Laosi knew his son's character very well, and since the road of the underworld was not so easy to make, he felt that the boy was bound to go astray.

He couldn't stop him, and couldn't persuade him, so he just thought that he had lost his son.

But before the incident in the village yesterday, Zhao Laosi's son suddenly returned home.

He was neither hiding from his enemies nor coming back to get money, but sending money home, and he became more polite.

He kept saying weird things like, "Just follow Brother Feng and you'll have nine meals full out of ten days."

After something happened in the village in the second half of the night, he gave Zhao Laosi a big knife to ward off evil spirits, and said that he would ask someone to deal with the matter, and asked his father to stay at home and be careful.

While thinking about his son, Zhao Laosi suddenly heard someone talking in front of him.

The voice is clear and gentle.

"Are you Zhao Laosi, the village chief of Xiangyashan?" Zhang Ze asked.

Zhao Laosi's mouth twitched again with fear. He saw that Zhang Ze did not look like a bad person. He looked at the snow behind Zhang Ze and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were footprints on the snow.

"Exactly, yours truly?"

"I'm your son's friend, just call me Zhang Yida. Oh, by the way, I'm a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain." After saying that, Zhang Ze took out a badge and handed it to Zhao Laosi.

Zhao Laosi didn't answer it because he didn't know what it was and what he cared about most was his son.

"Master, are you Zhu Dandan's friend? Can you tell me what my son is doing?" Zhao Laosi spoke a little haltingly.

Zhang Ze recalled for a moment and then remembered what the young man, whose full name was Zhao Dezhu and nickname was Zhu Dandan, was doing.

"Brother Dezhu is currently over at Yangguan Road, maintaining public order in the market town. He's doing well now, and has already found a master and started practicing. It seems he's almost reaching the stage of Qi cultivation."

After Lin Feng took over the Yangguandao Demon Rudder, he recruited and integrated those peripheral gangsters and selected useful people for training and education. Zhao Dezhu was one of them.

After hearing the news about his son, Zhao Laosi breathed a sigh of relief. He wrapped his coat around himself and led the way.

"Master, please follow me."

Zhao Laosi walked in front, telling Zhang Ze about the strange things that happened in the Ivory Mountain Village.

The richest family in the village is not Zhao Laosi, but the Fan family.

The old man of the Fan family, Fan Dachui, is a martial artist who has reached the second level of Qi training. More than ten years ago, after breaking his arm for some reason, he returned to his hometown, Xiangyashan Village, and lived in seclusion. There are only him and his son at home.

It is said that his son also has some kung fu skills.

Relying on the money he saved and his half-life of kung fu, Fan Dachui made a good living in this small village where people made a living by fishing and hunting.

“Until yesterday.”

"Last night, the father and son met with disaster and were both killed by evil spirits." Zhang Ze said.

"You, how do you know?" Zhao Laosi started stuttering again.

"Your son told me." Zhang Ze looked at Zhao Laosi in confusion.

"Well, yes, let me tell you about his family's previous situation. This..."

"The Fan family doesn't get along well with the villagers. They are usually domineering and are said to be doing some shameful things." Zhang Ze said.

"This is what your son told me." Zhang Ze comforted the somewhat surprised Zhao Laosi, but he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

This is how most plots are played out.

Zhao Laosi, not knowing what Zhang Ze was thinking, nodded ingratiatingly, becoming even more convinced of this young immortal. He said no more and continued to lead the way.

As he got closer to Fan Dachui's house, he began to tremble, his old illness came back, and his mouth started to twitch.

"Don't be afraid. There are many kinds of evil spirits. Some are born out of resentment, and they harm those with whom they have a karmic connection.

If you don't offend or provoke such evil spirits, they will not harm innocent people.

Although it may become a disaster in the future, that is a matter for the future.

Now that I am here, I will get rid of it."

Zhang Ze gave Zhao Laosi a reassurance.

The two walked to the end of the village and after crossing a frozen river, they saw a large courtyard built against the mountain.

The smell of blood in the yard could be smelled from a long distance away, and the sun was about to set, making it even more gloomy and terrifying.

In a trance, Zhao Laosi saw a winged shadow floating in the yard.

Zhao Laosi trembled even more violently.

He hid behind Zhang Ze and didn't dare to look at the yard again.

But he was really curious about the immortal's method of casting spells.

Occasionally, when he went into the city, he would listen to storytelling by gentlemen outside the teahouse.

The Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain mentioned by the master can all turn beans into soldiers, observe qi and feng shui, and when they raise their hands, thunder will come out, and when they flick their hands, real fire will come out.

So Zhao Laosi finally plucked up his courage and looked up at the Taoist who called himself Zhang Yida, wanting to see how he cast the spell.

Zhang Ze put his hand into his sleeve, and when he took it out, a palm-sized red iron box inlaid with a crystal piece appeared in his hand.

Zhang Ze infused spiritual energy into the iron box and aimed it at the shadow floating in the yard.

After two beeps, Fu Ji's voice came from the iron box.

These were the lines that Fu Ji had recorded in advance. Her voice was soft and sticky, and very nice to hear.

【Drip】

【Evil-breaking Ghost】

[Widely distributed throughout the four continents, most of them are transformed from people who died unjustly. Unlike ordinary evil spirits, they will not enter the bodies of the deceased to cause trouble.]

[Its shape may be a black cat, a giant bird, or a combination of the two]

[Strength is between the first and fifth levels of Qi training]

After a brief introduction, a number appeared on the crystal piece of the iron box, which was a page number.

Zhang Ze took out another thick book, turned to the corresponding page, and began to look up detailed information about evil ghosts and how to destroy them.

(End of this chapter)