Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 99 People from Fuhu Temple

After a while.

The cave returned to calm.

The two sat facing each other, their clothes disheveled. But the atmosphere was relatively harmonious, no longer as tense as before.

Du Bingyan squeezed her legs together, the tingling sensation in her buttocks still lingering, and she couldn't help but recall the shameful feeling of being slapped like that earlier...

She couldn't help but grit her teeth and glare resentfully at Liu Sheng, only to see him bringing his right hand to his nose and sniffing it lightly!
This bastard!

A frivolous, vulgar, and despicable libertine!
Once this matter is settled, I will not let you off the hook!
She took a deep breath, her expression returning to normal, as if she had suddenly thought of something:
"Zhang Mubai and the others..."

"Died in an attack on the camp by a demonic bird."

Liu Sheng blurted it out, his face serious; he would never admit to it.

Whether people believe it or not is none of his business.

Du Bingyan was speechless, feeling that this guy had completely let himself go after she discovered his relationship with Wu Song.

He became assertive and domineering, a stark contrast to his previous cautiousness and humility.

But that's what makes a real man!

He's much more pleasing to the eye than those effeminate hypocrites.

She pursed her lips and then asked Liu Sheng about his next plans.

Now that I am less skilled than him, and I need his help, I have no choice but to bow my head.

Liu Sheng didn't notice the subtle change in her attitude. After thinking for a moment, he revealed his plan.

First, I need to go back to the city. I've been away for several days, and I don't know how Grandma, Yu Niang, and Lao He are doing.

Secondly, we need to find a demon or ghost to heal this woman's emotional wounds.

Of course, this depends on chance. He can only say he'll do his best, but if he can't find it, there's nothing he can do.

"If you grant me one more request, I will grant it to you."

Du Bingyan's eyes flickered, and she nodded obediently before finally speaking:

"If I'm not dead, I'll do it myself. If I am dead, kill a White Lotus Sect fiend for me..."

A heretic from the White Lotus Sect?

Liu Sheng raised an eyebrow and asked:

"What's your name? What martial arts are you good at? What's your cultivation level? What are your distinctive features?"

Du Bingyan remained silent for a moment, then slowly shook her head:

"I don't know... but this person must have kept a large white bird."

A large white bird?

Liu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to speak when he heard her continue:

"A while ago, he must have passed through the territory of a peach tree spirit. At that time, I fell under the spirit's spell and was disoriented. He rescued me on a bird..."

Wait a minute, wasn't it me who rescued this woman that day? How did I turn into a demon from the White Lotus Sect?

Did this woman misunderstand something?
Liu Sheng licked his lips, a strange look appearing on his face.

At this moment, Du Bingyan said again:
"That sorcerer has mastered a technique for concealing one's breath and holding one's breath, and it's of extremely high quality. Even if I activate the Breath-Searching Gu, I still can't find it..."

So you borrowed the Soul-Searching Gu just so I could find it?

Liu Sheng suddenly realized that this woman was trying to find out who she had lost her virginity to, but she accidentally mistook it for a member of the White Lotus Sect!

It is elusive and can conceal its presence, making it impossible for even the Qi-Searching Gu to find it...

If he weren't the person involved, he might really be suspected of being a cult leader!

"If you agree to this, I will follow your arrangements."

At this moment, Du Bingyan urged them on, her face full of anticipation.

Demons and ghosts are ghosts that have become demons; how difficult they are to find!

They are usually only found in ancient tombs deep in the mountains or in the underworld.

Moreover, one must become a demon, equivalent to the level of a Qi cultivator.

How could the two of them be rivals?
Unless that ruthless Wu Song is willing to help, but...

This is also why she softened her attitude after some deliberation.

That method of healing emotional distress, though seemingly mysterious, is nothing more than empty promises.

Distant water cannot save near fire.

On the contrary, the person in front of me, as Wu Song's disciple, possesses unfathomable strength and keeps his promises. If he agrees to do this, he will definitely do it.

This could be considered as putting an end to her regrets in this life. Liu Sheng, unaware of her thoughts, went out and returned with a plain white undergarment for her to change into.

"Last night, Xie Bao suffered a major defeat and returned to the city. I wonder what arrangements he will make. We will return to the city at dawn."

This garment can conceal one's scent; even the hunting hounds cannot detect it.

"Concealing its presence, so well that even the Earth Hounds can't detect it?"

Du Bingyan paused for a moment, then looked at Liu Sheng with a deeper gaze.
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The Demon Suppression Division of Shanyang County, a four-courtyard compound.

Xie Bao washed away the dust and mud from his body, put on the Ten Thousand Thunder Demon Subduing Black Hammer Armor again, and came to the main hall.

The air in the hall was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood. A gaunt old monk sat upright in the guest seat, chanting sutras with his eyes closed and moving the Bodhi prayer beads in his hand.

He had a ruddy complexion, ears that reached his shoulders, a dignified appearance, and a solemn demeanor, exuding the air of a high-ranking monk.

Xie Bao roused himself, entered the hall, and first bowed to the old monk:

"Greetings, Master Deyun!"

The old monk's eyes were slightly open, his pupils a dark yellow.

In an instant, a fierce and malevolent aura surged forth, like a ferocious tiger pouncing, a demonic wind suddenly rising, its eyes fixed menacingly.

Xie Bao froze, his internal energy surging, instinctively on guard.

"Amitabha."

At that moment, a Buddhist chant rang out in the main hall, like a morning bell and evening drum, which brought him back to his senses.

The old monk had already stood up, clasped his hands together, looked at him with compassion in his eyes and a smile on his face.

Although Xie Bao knew it was a trick played by the old monk, he dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

This is a high-ranking monk from the Fuhu Temple, a major sect in Qingzhou.

They were specially hired to deal with that villain!

"It seems General Xie's trip has not gone smoothly?"

The monk Deyun's smile remained unchanged, while the prayer beads in his hand spun faster and faster.

"To my shame, that villain must have gotten some kind of divine favor, his cultivation level is actually above mine."

Xie Bao nodded, his face grim.
"Not only was the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation broken, but even my mount... couldn't escape."

The Demon Suppression Division suffered heavy losses this time, with its core forces almost completely wiped out.

Fortunately, the goal has been achieved.

The eight demon-slaying captains he assigned to refine the array flags were all elite disciples from major sects in various states, handpicked by him.

Now, they have all met with misfortune and died at the hands of Wu Song, even Bai Xiang, who was protecting him, could not escape.

Those sects had nothing to say, but they had to respond.

Even if each sect only sends one Qi Refining expert, that would still amount to more than ten.

With their combined forces, Wu Song is doomed.

Moreover, just to be on the safe side, he had specifically requested a secret letter from Grand Commandant Song Yingtian, inviting nineteen warrior monks from Fuhu Temple.

"Amitabha!"

Deyun chanted a Buddhist prayer, offered a few words of comfort, and said regretfully:

"That wicked child, relying on the martial arts of our sect, has committed all sorts of heinous crimes. What a sin!"

Unfortunately, he was too timid to follow General Xie into the city, otherwise he would have surely fallen into the sect's Arhat Subduing Tiger Formation.

At that time, their lives...will all be in the general's hands.

Accompanying Deyun this time were eighteen martial monks from the Discipline Hall, all of whom possessed True Form Realm cultivation and were proficient in the Arhat Subduing Tiger Formation.

This Arhat Subduing Tiger Formation is specifically designed to counter the martial arts of the Tiger Subduing Temple. It was created to deal with traitors within the sect and to recover the martial arts techniques.

Previously, they had laid a trap in the Demon Suppression Division, intending to ambush Wu Song, but their plan failed.

"pity!"

Xie Bao sighed with regret. This time he had gone to great lengths, even sacrificing his long-time companion, Bai Xiang, but he still failed to attract Wu Song.

Fortunately, another objective was achieved.

When Qingyuan Cave reappears, he will be doomed!

"A loss may turn out to be a blessing in disguise. General Xie is being too optimistic."

The monk Deyun chanted a Buddhist prayer, closed his eyes, and said nothing more.

(End of this chapter)