The World of Evil Spirits: I Push This World Across the World with My Flesh

Jiang Dao walked out of the room, frowning.

But if you are hungry, this terrifying power is not fake at all.

Especially the muscles on the body, you can't see it in the long gown, but once you take off the clothes, you can see the lines are even, the muscles are bulging, and the back, arms, and thighs are all powerful.

He was walking in his small courtyard, picked up an eyebrow-leveling stick casually, trembling in his hand, as the strong wind howled, he swept it suddenly, and slammed it hard towards the stone bench on one side.

Click!

The entire stone bench exploded on the spot as if it had been hit by a giant hammer, sending stone chips flying.

Jiang Dao was extremely satisfied.

The power of this move alone surpassed Pang Lin's full blow.

And this is just what he typed out casually.

If combined with the ultimate move, the power of this stick will be even more terrifying!

Suddenly, his ears moved and he heard some voices.

Jiang Dao put down the eyebrow-raising stick, walked out of the courtyard, came to the corridor not far away, and looked into the distance.

I saw a few young and beautiful maids, rubbing their tears, sobbing in a low voice, with a look of reluctance, led by an old woman, walking towards Changbai old Taoist.

Jiang Dao's expression darkened instantly.

The old thing is harming good women again!

But regarding this scene, what can his Jiang family do now?

You can only act as an 'accomplice' and let that old thing mess around!

Jiang Dao took a deep breath and forced himself not to watch, feeling annoyed, turned and left.

Before you know it, it's time to hold the lights.

The maid, Biyu, came over to undress Jiang Dao and wait for Jiang Dao to go to bed.

Jiang Dao lay on the bed, lost in thought.

I don't know if I will have the same dream again when I fall asleep tonight.

The light dims and time passes.

Hengzhou City at night is extremely quiet.

Jiang Dao soon fell asleep.

The night passed without incident.

Early the next morning.

Jiang Dao opened his eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed, frowned, showing surprise.

"fine?"

Has his nightmare gone away?

"Could it be because of my martial arts practice, my 60 years of martial arts have made me so full of blood that the kid in my dream dare not get close to me?"

Jiang Dao was suddenly delighted, and felt that the future was promising.

But suddenly, Jiang Dao heard the noise from the front yard, frowned, and got up from the bed.

"Biyu, what happened again?"

Jiang Dao shouted while getting dressed.

The door opened with a creak, and the maid Biyu came in quickly with a face of panic, saying fearfully, "Master, last night... an evil spirit came to the house last night, and many of the maids in the house died."

"what?"

Jiang Dao's face changed slightly, and he quickly dressed.

Shortly after.

Jiang Dao appeared in the front yard.

I saw a dozen or so guards gathered together, each with serious expressions.

All the servants and servants also appeared here, with panicked expressions and a lot of discussion

The head of the house, Jiang Dalong, had a gloomy face, wearing a watermelon hat and a black jacket, holding two huge walnuts in his hand, and staring closely at the corpses in the yard.

Changbai Taoist is carefully inspecting these corpses.

Without exception, all of them died horribly, shriveled, as if their energy had been sucked dry by something.

"Father, Master Pang."

Jiang Dao came from a distance.

"Son."

Pang Lin greeted in a low voice.

Jiang Dalong nodded slightly to him, then continued to look at Taoist Changbai, and said in a low voice, "Master Daoist, where is this evil spirit now? Is it still in the residence?"

Taoist Changbai's face was ugly, and soon after the test was completed, he stood up and sighed, "Master Jiang, let's talk about this matter alone."

"Private talk?"

Jiang Dalong's expression changed.

Is the situation so serious?

He naturally understood what Taoist Changbai meant by this?

Talk alone, explaining that you don't want others to hear, so as not to cause panic.

In other words, even Changbai Taoist may not be able to solve the evil spirit this time.

"Okay, Daoist, please follow me!"

With a heavy tone, Jiang Dalong led the Taoist priest towards the study.

Jiang Dao's face changed slightly, and he followed immediately.

Not long after, they came to Jiang Dalong's study.

The Changbai Taoist sat down, and Jiang Dalong asked Jiang Dao to close the door tightly, and no one was allowed to enter.

"Daoist, please speak directly!"

Jiang Dalong cupped his hands.

Changbai Taoist looked gloomy, and said, "The Jiang family is in trouble this time, and I may not even be able to deal with the things I have provoked!"

"What kind of evil spirit is this?"

Jiang Dalong hurriedly asked.

"The old Taoist called it a soul boy. It is extremely strange. Wherever it appears, it has always been a disaster. It will cause nearly a thousand people to die tragically. What is even more frightening is that there is not one soul boy. Once it appears, it is a nest. Even in these evil spirits Behind it, there is an even more terrifying big evil spirit manipulating..."

The Changbai Taoist said in a heavy tone, "The old Taoist once traveled all over the Daye Dynasty, and only met the soul boy twice, but in those two times, nearly a thousand people died. One time, a sect that has been passed down for 300 years can be directly contacted in two days. Disappeared, let another ancient city die, nearly half!"

"what?"

Jiang Dalong showed shock, "Doesn't this mean that my Jiang family is doomed? Daoist, please save the Jiang family."

He hurriedly begged, and at the same time quickly took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve, and stuffed them into the hands of Taoist Changbai, "Daoist, if my Jiang family can survive this calamity, I am willing to donate more than half of my property to the Taoist priest." .”

Jiang Dao was also secretly suspicious. He didn't know if the old man was deliberately scaring them, or if he really did.

He stood by, not daring to answer for a while.

"It's not difficult to deal with the soul boy. What's difficult is the existence behind it, and it may even be a terrorist force."

Changbai Taoist said.

However, his palm uncontrollably grasped the stuffed bank note. Just by its thickness, he knew in his heart how many taels it was, and stuffed it into his sleeve calmly.

"Master Jiang, the old Taoist and the Jiang family are also considered a fate. Right now, I can only do my best to protect you for as many days as possible. If it really doesn't work, don't blame the old Taoist."

"That is, that is, as long as the Taoist priest works hard!"

Jiang Dalong cupped his hands again and again.

"Daoist, you just said that there is even a terrorist force behind the soul boy?"

Jiang Dao asked suddenly.

"Not bad!"

Changbai Taoist nodded slightly, "Otherwise, the old Taoist would not have imagined that the soul boy would suddenly appear and disappear again, and there would be no traces of them after each action."

"Then what forces are they?"

"That's not clear."

Changbai Taoist shook his head, "And the evil spirit has another characteristic, that is, it hides during the day and cannot be seen, and only comes out to move around at night, so even if you want to look for it now, you can't find it!"

Chapter 5 Eagle Claw Iron Shirt Dacheng

inside the room.

After Changbai Laodao left, Jiang Dao frowned

"Father, what this old bastard is saying is true or false, isn't he trying to deceive us on purpose?"

"Whether it's true or not, we can only rely on him now."

Jiang Dalong's expression turned ugly, "Dao'er, don't wander around these few days. I'll talk to the magistrate today. No matter what, let him let go and send you out of the city. Our Jiang family can't all die here!"

Jiang Dao was silent for a while, feeling even more stressed.

...

After breakfast, Jiang Dao found Pang Lin again.

"Master Pang, do you have other martial arts?"

"Other martial arts? Don't you practice your staff anymore?"

Pang Lin was slightly taken aback, and seemed to understand in an instant.

Also.

After all, it is the young master who has never suffered. The process of martial arts training is painful. If he tries it once, how can he continue to persist?

Pang Lin only thought that Jiang Dao was afraid of being tired, so he wanted to transfer to other martial arts. He pondered slightly, "If you talk about other martial arts, what I have left is only some trivial martial arts, which can't be compared with this crazy magic stick. I have been famous for many years, and every move and style contains countless truths. If you know this, you don't need to learn other trivial martial arts."

"Does Master Pang have any internal strength or mental skills?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"Inner strength or mental method?"

Pang Lin was stunned, showing strangeness, "I don't know where you heard about this kind of thing, but it's not easy to get it. As far as the warriors I know, almost no one knows this kind of thing.

It is said that it is only available in some large sects, but among the sects, this thing is also extremely expensive, and people who are not the leader or gang leader cannot touch it. Some people have spent tens of thousands of taels of silver, but they have not been able to get a copy. "

"That's it."

Jiang Dao showed regret.

But it's always a direction.

At least let him know that there is internal strength in this world.

"By the way, Master Pang, do martial artists in this world have no distinction between realms?"

Jiang Dao asked suddenly.

"Naturally, but in our Hengzhou City, realm and the like are not that important, because there are not many people who practice martial arts in the entire Hengzhou City. In the middle of the Daye Dynasty, martial arts are divided into several levels. Body], [blood boiling], and [divine power] three realms."

Pang Lin introduced carefully,

"Like me, I have practiced the Crazy Demon Stick Technique for 38 years, and I am still only in the [medium stage of body training] state. My strength can reach 400 catties. I can already be regarded as a first-class master in Hengzhou City, but for a stronger one I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve the [Bleeding Blood] in this lifetime!"

Jiang Dao was secretly surprised.

Body refining, boiling blood, divine power.

Pang Lin is actually only in the middle stage of body training!