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Chapter 41: What a coincidence, fellow Taoist, are you here for a walk too?

On a dark night, the little white fox ran all the way towards the mountains, and its jade-white body left a trail of shadows in the night.

Lu Zhan followed closely behind. About an incense stick later, the little white fox stopped outside a hidden cave.

Outside the cave, there was dense grass and entangled vines, and bursts of bloody smell came from the cave entrance.

Lu Zhan did not go in immediately, but concealed his breath, crouched behind a big rock, closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to explore inside.

In the dark night, spiritual awareness is clearer than eyes and ears, and everything around him instantly appears in Lu Zhan's mind.

In the messy cave, there was a skinny middle-aged man sitting. In front of the man was a large vat with a corpse in it. The face of the corpse had rotted, but judging by the clothes, it should be Meng Haitang. There were many poisonous insects crawling around in the vat.

On the opposite side of the vat, Meng Haitang's ghost was locked with iron chains. As her body was bitten by insects, her ghost continued to emit black air, and her resentment became more and more intense.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Lu Zhan sensed the evil aura spreading from the cave. The skinny man who had just been meditating suddenly opened his eyes and walked out.

"嘤!" The little white fox's fur stood up instantly, and the apple in its mouth rolled to the ground. When it came to its senses, the middle-aged man had already picked it up.

"It turns out to be a fox with spiritual intelligence. It's just right for making medicine." The middle-aged man's eyes were grim, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He thought someone was coming, but he didn't expect it to be a little fox, and an intelligent one at that.

Sure enough, after coming to Central Plains, my luck has improved.

First, a female ghost was refined, and now there are monsters delivered to the door. The future is bright.

The man in the middle thought about it and his shoulders began to tremble: "Hehehehe..."

The little fox struggled and cried, its big watery eyes staring at the apple rolling on the ground, revealing a look of sadness.

"Who?!" At this moment, the man with a strange laugh retreated carelessly, and his true energy swept out towards the direction where he had just stood, while his eyes swept over.

Under the pale moonlight, in the messy grass, stood a young man in black brocade clothes.

The young man had picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and a face that was too handsome to be considered an ordinary person. However, he was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, which looked extremely incongruous.

"Ahem... um, excuse me?" Looking at the middle-aged man who was going crazy, Lu Zhan wanted to launch a sneak attack, but he was discovered. He felt a little embarrassed holding the kitchen knife.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man looked gloomy.

"I am just an ordinary evil cultivator. We are of the same origin." Lu Zhan smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, the fox in your hand is actually mine."

The middle-aged man looked at Lu Zhan suspiciously, not seeing through his realm. He finally threw the little white fox out and said, "I didn't know the little white fox had an owner. Why are you here in the middle of the night?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk." Lu Zhan asked, "Where's my brother?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Me too... I couldn't sleep so I came out to get some fresh air. I'm leaving now."

The two men left with a smile, and suddenly, they turned around and attacked at the same time in tacit understanding, and the weapons in their hands touched each other in an instant.

They all tried sneak attacks.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Haha... You're actually a night doctor. A mere night doctor dares to challenge me... Haha!" The middle-aged man laughed sinisterly twice. Just as he was about to say something ridiculous, blood suddenly spurted out. The gloominess in his eyes turned into horror.

The weapon in his hand began to crack slowly, his arms felt numb, and his chest was in excruciating pain.

"How...how is this possible?!" The middle-aged man looked terrified.

“Oh, who told you that a night doctor can’t cut people?” Lu Zhan put away the kitchen knife, feeling a little regretful: “Huh? I didn’t hit too hard, did I?”

Since entering the realm of transcendence, Lu Zhan has had a clearer understanding of his own strength. He is very strong.

But because of this, he was afraid that he might accidentally hit too hard and kill the person.

He still had something to ask, so he tried out his own charm technique.

"puff!!!"

The middle-aged man spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with hatred: "Who... who are you?"

Fortunately, he didn't die. I was shocked... Lu Zhan smiled and said, "What about you? Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going? Do you have any companions?"

The middle-aged man sneered: "It has nothing to do with you.

“Fellow Daoist… you are not listening.” Lu Zhan raised his hand, and the true energy in his palm gradually turned into the form of a fox. He waved it in front of the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man, whose face was full of hatred, suddenly became confused.

It looks quite useful... Lu Zhan was using the Enchantment Technique for the first time, and he was very interested: "Introduce yourself."

The middle-aged man's eyes were blank, and he muttered to himself: "My name is Zhi Gang, I come from Southern Xinjiang, and I am a disciple of the Black Water Sect. I like singing, playing football, refining ghosts, and sleeping with young women... I came to the Central Plains this time for the secret realm. I was itching to steal corpses and refine ghosts. Several of my companions are having fun in Jinling City and are not here."

He is from Southern Xinjiang and is a disciple of the Black Water Sect... It is said that this sect is a gathering place for demon practitioners from all over the world, and is also despised by all upright people.

Lu Zhan continued to ask: "Do you have any treasures? Take them out and show them to me."

The middle-aged man staggered to his feet, walked towards the cave, and soon took out a bag.

It contained more than twenty taels of silver, a few pieces of clothing, a secret book on poison refining and a small bowl.

The small bowl had a special texture. Lu Zhan took it and looked at it under the moonlight. It seemed to be made of human bones, similar to the texture of the bone whistle confiscated that day.

"What is this?" Lu Zhan asked.

Zhi Gang showed a look of struggle, but did not answer. Instead, he released the true Qi from his body in an attempt to resist.

It seems that this thing should be a treasure... Lu Zhan hurriedly raised his palm and suppressed his resistance with his true Qi... After all, he was injured and soon returned to his dazed state.

He muttered to himself, "The magic weapon for trading with demon cultivators... It was made by extracting one of my souls. After the divine consciousness enters it, it can communicate with other demon cultivators. If I die, the magic weapon will automatically become ineffective."

"Unless you find the other half of the magic weapon and combine the two into one, forming a soul bowl to hold the soul, and then take my soul and embed it in it, outsiders can use it... This is the backup plan left by the Black Water Sect in order not to waste magic weapon resources. It is also the biggest secret of our sect and will never be passed on to others."

The other half?

Lu Zhan asked: "What is the other half like?"

"I don't know..." Zhi Gang said, "The other half of each magic weapon was made by Elder Heishui himself, and then distributed to other disciples... We ourselves don't know who has the other half, so that we can completely prevent outsiders from breaking into our magic practice..."

Lu Zhan was a little surprised. Has the Black Water Sect's methods developed to this point? Isn't this just a high-tech chat group... However, in order to prevent the account from being stolen, the password protection is so complicated.

Thinking that the demon girl was also from Southern Xinjiang, Lu Zhan took out the bone whistle and asked, "Do you know what this thing is?"

Zhi Gang was obviously a little excited: "This... this is the other half of the magic weapon, but I don't know if it is my other half."

Oh, I am indeed the emperor of luck... Lu Zhan smiled and said, "Can you help me try it?"

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