Start as a Temple Spirit

Heizi gave Yijin a look of contempt, as if to say: "This little thing is beyond my comprehension."

After looking down on everyone, it raised its head and looked outside. Seeing the setting sun, it started to call out "Ga Ga" to everyone.

"What do you mean?" Yishui asked, scratching his head.

Everyone started to speculate, and there was really a lot of chatter. All kinds of speculations were thrown at Heizi's head, almost burning out Heizi's intelligence.

Finally, he guessed, "Heizi, do you want to look for the bandits' tracks after nightfall?"

"Haha" Heizi shouted and nodded, and gave Yifeng a very humane, "you're not bad" look.

Seeing this, Yi Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked expectantly: "Heizi, do you know how to count?"

When Heizi heard this, his face turned dark on the spot. He turned his head away and ignored the old man. How could Ben Heizi be a bird that knows how to count?

"Haha, Heizi, don't be angry. There are so many people in the village and you don't even know how to count them." Wangmu happily comforted the sulking Heizi.

Newborn spirits need to be coaxed just like children. A group of grown men just cannot communicate with children and only know how to make good children through beatings.

As night fell, the black spot turned into a black light and disappeared into the night under the expectant gaze of the elders. Its speed could be described in one word: fast.

Yifeng retracted his gaze and said to everyone, "It is not difficult for Heizi to find a crowd, because when a crowd gathers together, the vitality they gather is like a huge torch."

"The hard part is finding the right bandit group, so when Heizi comes back later, you and I will go investigate in person."

Everyone had no objection to this because it was a good arrangement.

Yifeng is literate and is the military advisor of Forgotten Township. It will undoubtedly be a better idea for him to personally investigate the enemy situation.

As for Yishui, his small eyes were full of essence, his vision was as sharp as a night owl, and he was a cautious person with a lot of bad intentions, so he was perfect for spying on the enemy.

Not long after, Heizi came back, circling in the air, and after calling "Ga Ga" a few times to Yifeng, its shadow body swelled up in the wind into a giant night owl with a wingspan of five meters, and landed in front of the village gate.

"What do you mean?" Impatient Yihuo asked first.

Yi Feng thought for a moment and then smiled and said, "Heizi's meaning should be to take me there."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black brush with a light golden hue appeared in Yifeng's hand, and he began to write in the air.

The light golden righteousness, flowing with the pen, turns into golden ink, writing two words in the air: The wind is coming!

As the last stroke was made, the two words "Wind Come" in light golden color were suspended in the air, and suddenly a golden light appeared, exploding silently, raising a gust of green wind that surrounded Yifeng's body.

Yifeng jumped down from the village wall, landed lightly on Heizi's back made of black mist, and sat cross-legged.

"Ga" Heizi let out a strange roar, flapped his wings, and flew away carrying the legacy.

"Every time I see the boss displaying his righteous spirit, it is a visual feast." Yitu said with a smile.

"That's nothing. Let me tell you, when the temple spirit takes action, it's a visual feast." Yijin talked to his sister and brother about the visual effect of the lights and incense of thousands of households.

The six elders of the Forgotten Township are sworn brothers. As for the clan leader's descendants, why didn't they join in the sworn brotherhood? One reason is respect, and the other is that the Forgotten Township needs a fair clan leader.

And the temple spirit mentioned by Yi Jin was still practicing in the Taoist temple as usual.

The reason why Shang Liangshan practiced so hard was that when he swallowed the ghost pill, a thought came to his mind: if he could eat ghosts, why couldn't ghosts eat him?

If you want to survive in the other world and avoid being devoured without leaving even a trace, the only way is to become stronger and stronger.

"Heizi, fly slower. The green wind on my body is almost blown away by the night wind." Yifeng's uneasy voice sounded in the night sky.

Heizi ignored it and let you, old man, shoot me with the golden arrow.

In the darkness of night, a tall black shadow landed steadily on a large rock, rolling up dead branches and leaves.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow shrank into a black spot as big as a small head, and flew to the top of Yifeng's head, where his heart was beating "bang bang".

It’s really...it’s so exciting that I almost couldn’t bear it.

Yifeng took a long time to calm down and asked Heizi above his head: "Are the bandits in the valley ahead?"

The mountains where we are now are very familiar to us, because this place is not far from the village, only about sixty or seventy miles away, and it is the hunting ground of the Forgotten Village.

He had come here countless times with hunting teams, and he could walk back at night with his eyes open.

Hearing this, Heizi tapped Yifeng's head with his beak, indicating that you are right, old man.

Yifeng smiled helplessly and moved forward silently under the black spot.

I came here riding on the black guy, so why not let him ride off now? It's a tit for tat.

In the valley, there was a bonfire burning, shouts were heard constantly, and from the tent could be faintly heard the weeping of a woman and the hideous laughter of a man.

They must be playing some kind of indescribable game.

"1, 2, 3..." Hidden under a big tree, Yu Feng, who was looking down from a high place, counted silently at the tents illuminated by the firelight in the valley.

After a long time, Yifeng, who knew what was going on, whispered to Heizi, who was lying on top of him, "Heizi, you become bigger and stir up a strong wind to lure the people out of the tent, then make a circle and return to the corner where we landed to meet up. Do you understand?"

Heizi did not answer, but soared into the sky. As Yifeng expected, his shadow grew larger and flew over the valley, stirring up gusts of black wind that rolled towards the tents.

The valley was in an uproar in the howling black wind, and the sounds of "ghost attacks" rose and fell one after another, making the whole valley a mess.

The black wind was howling, and figures rushed out from the tent that was crackling.

The remnant of the spirit who had been waiting for this moment immediately perked up and counted the figures rushing out of the tent.

"Don't panic, it's the human-faced owl." A loud shout rang out from the valley. Naked men with various kinds of energy all over their bodies rushed out of the tents and cursed at the black spot that was causing the black wind in the sky. Some even bent their bows and drew their arrows to shoot back at the human-faced owl.

This is the furious counterattack of a low-level cultivator when there is no long-range martial arts attack.

But such an attack was not very dangerous to Heizi. Instead, it angered him. As his wings flapped, black wind turned into wind blades and shot towards the valley. They did not cause much damage, but were extremely insulting.

For a moment, figures were running around in the valley.

Heizi, who knew when to stop, let out a strange howl and turned around to run away, because many bandits were drawing their bows and arrows to shoot him with rockets.

Yi Feng, who witnessed all this, secretly praised Heizi for his cleverness while keeping his eyes fixed on the naked and furious bandit leaders.

Only after he had a clear idea in mind did he turn around and leave, heading to the agreed location to meet Heizi.

"Boss, have you obtained any intelligence about the bandits?" Yihuo was an impatient man and asked impatiently before Yifeng could recover.