"It's not convenient to ask for a sword." When Uncle Jiu heard that Yang Chen wanted a sword, he strode into the room directly, and brought out three or four long swords, including a peach wood sword and a copper coin sword.

Uncle Jiu pointed at these mahogany swords and said, "Look, Junior Brother, I have practiced all these swords. I have used these swords to kill ghosts before. Which one do you like?"

Yang Chen glanced at it, the copper coin sword is the most powerful, it can be regarded as a magic weapon, the mahogany sword can only be regarded as mediocre, Yang Chen likes the copper coin sword in his heart, but Jiu Shu's mana is not as high as him, so naturally he can't take what Jiu Shu has. like.

After thinking about it, Yang Chen said: "Senior brother, I want a mahogany sword."

"Don't you want a copper coin sword?" Uncle Jiu originally thought that Yang Chen would choose a copper coin sword, because the copper coin sword is already considered a magical weapon, and its power is far greater than that of the mahogany sword.

Yang Chen smiled and said: "Brother, leave the copper coin sword for you to use, after all, it was sacrificed by you."

Uncle Jiu laughed. He could tell that the younger brother was caring for him, so he didn't refuse: "Well, I'll give you this mahogany sword."

With that said, Uncle Jiu handed the mahogany sword to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen took it, and stood with his hands behind his back, with the breeze blowing, paired with the wine gourd on his waist, his handsome cheeks, really looked like a banished fairy walking out of a painting.

Uncle Jiu also nodded again and again, more and more satisfied with this little junior, and more convinced in his heart that this is the next generation of Maoshan Headmaster.

"Junior brother, the sword is given to you, so do you want sword skills?" Uncle Jiu said, it can be said that everything has been settled by Yang Chen.

"Thank you, brother. I don't need swordsmanship. I have already practiced Maoshan's swordsmanship on Maoshan before." Yang Chen smiled lightly. Maoshan is an orthodox Taoist sect. Naturally, there are countless swordsmanship. There is also a magic sword technique and a profound Wulei sword technique, but there is no chance to use it. Now with this mahogany sword, it can be said to be like a tiger with wings added.

"That's good." Uncle Jiu nodded.

The two talked about their daily practice. Uncle Jiu originally wanted to give Yang Chen some advice. After all, he had been a beginner for a long time, and he wanted to accumulate a lot, but he didn't expect to be instructed by Yang Chen instead.

It was noon in a blink of an eye.

Ah Hao and Qiu Sheng made lunch.

People have eaten.

Uncle Jiu glanced at the crowd: "Qiu Sheng, you stay in Yizhuang and take care of the town. I will go back with your uncle."

Ma Madi also instructed Ah Hao and Qiu Sheng and others to keep an eye on the town.

After ordering everything, Uncle Jiu looked at Yang Chen: "Little brother, when are you leaving?"

Yang Chen thought for a while, now that Ren Tingting is not here, he has to go to say hello to the Ren family, otherwise it would be bad, so he said: "You go first, I will go to the Ren family."

Uncle Jiu nodded: "Okay, let's take a step first."

After finishing speaking, Shi Jian was also pulled out. After a night of cultivation, his body was obviously much better. He glared at Yang Chen with resentment, and followed behind Uncle Jiu.

"Teacher, take care..."

"Teacher, take care..."

Uncle Jiu and others escorted Shi Jian, turned around and walked out the door.

Yang Chen handed him off.

After everyone left, Yang Chen started to pack his things.

"Little uncle, do you really want to leave?" Qiu Sheng and others came over, they had all seen Yang Chen's ability, so they were naturally unwilling to let Yang Chen go.

While packing up his things, Yang Chen said, "I'm definitely leaving, you thought I was joking with you."

In fact, there are no important things, mainly mahogany swords, wine gourds, and some silver taels.

Soon, Yang Chen packed up, turned around and walked out the door.

But halfway through, he thought of something, turned to look at Qiu Sheng and the others: "Your master is not at home these few days, you guys, pay attention, don't cause trouble."

He still knew about Qiusheng and Ahao's pissing habits. They both liked to stir up trouble, and they also liked to provoke ghosts. If they didn't warn them, something might happen.

"Don't worry, little uncle." Qiu Sheng and A Hao assured.

Yang Chen smiled, turned and left.

The town is still as prosperous as before, and has not changed because of the zombies.

Yang Chen walked towards Ren's mansion according to his memory. After arriving at Ren's mansion, the servants quickly recognized him and called out Awei.

Awei has always been afraid of Yang Chen, so he quickly asked Yang Chen what's the matter.

Yang Chen asked about the Ren family's affairs, the recent situation, after all, Ren Tingting is his woman, so she must take care of her.

The good thing is that Renjia Town is relatively peaceful now, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Yang Chen was ready to leave after hearing this, but Awei wanted to give Yang Chen a silver ticket. Yang Chen took a look, and there was a total of [-] oceans.

These days, [-] oceans is not a small number.

Yang Chen didn't want to accept it at first, but he thought that he might need it in the future, not to mention that the banknotes are also convenient to hold, and he can just exchange them when he wants to use them, so he still accepted it.

Putting down the banknote, Yang Chen turned around and left the town, walking towards the outside world.

This was the first time he left Uncle Jiu, Ma Madi, Aunt Zhe and other senior brothers, and went out alone, but this was better, as he had long wanted to do this in his heart.

Staying with Uncle Jiu and the others all the time will not improve his cultivation much. It is better to go out and wander around for a while, which will be beneficial to himself.

Just like that, Yang Chen embarked on the journey alone.

Chapter 394 White Dragon King

A mountain path.

Yang Chen walked alone with a sword in his hand, took the wine gourd from his waist, and gulped down the strong wine, feeling very happy.

For the past few days, he has been coming here like this.

A person who cultivates the Tao has spiritual energy in his body, and he can go without food or drink for several days. As long as he continues to practice, he will not feel hungry.

With his current cultivation base of Earth Master Bachongtian, there is no difficulty in doing this.

At the end of the path, he unknowingly came to a small town.

Looking around, this small town seems to be bigger than Renjia Town. There are vendors everywhere on the street, and pedestrians come and go, so it is very lively.

Anyone who sees it will praise it, what a bustling place.

But the strange thing is, Yang Chen smelled a trace of monster energy.

Ordinarily, there should be no evil spirits in such a crowded place.

He was a little puzzled, and stepped forward to grab the older passer-by and asked, "Uncle, have any strange things happened here?"

Asking directly whether there are monsters will definitely scare these people, and besides, people who have not practiced Taoism will not be aware of these things.

"Are you a foreigner? You look like a Taoist priest." The uncle snorted and said with a faint smile, "We haven't had any strange things happen here, and the weather has always been smooth."

How can it be?

Yang Chen didn't believe it at all,

According to his years of cultivation and experience, there is definitely a monster here, and it is not an ordinary monster. How could it be a good weather?

But seeing that this uncle doesn't look like he's lying, he feels a little weird. Could it be that this monster hasn't harmed anyone?

He asked again: "Uncle, why do you have good weather all the time here?"

As soon as he mentioned this, the uncle immediately regained his spirits: "I have to thank the White Dragon King in our town for this."

White Dragon King?

Yang Chen frowned, subconsciously felt that this White Dragon King was weird.

He said: "Uncle, please enlighten me."

The uncle was also very happy and said: "White Dragon King came to our town a few years ago. When he came, it rained for several days in a row, and the whole town was about to be flooded. Thanks to the White Dragon King, the timely After the rain was harvested, our town was saved from disasters, and then the White Dragon King said that he could always bless our town, and then we built a White Dragon King Temple in the center of the town to worship the White Dragon King."

Yang Chen nodded, if that's really the case, then this White Dragon King is nothing, after all, even a monster is a good monster to protect one party, but Yang Chen felt that it was not so simple, he asked: "Uncle, what about you?" How do you usually worship the White Dragon King?"

Anyone who asks for enshrinement basically needs a very high price. There is no need to question this, as long as the monster is not too much, Yang Chen still decides to spare the monster's life.

But as soon as the uncle mentioned the word "worship", a look of helplessness flashed across his face: "The White Dragon King said that he asked our town to send a pair of boys and girls every seven days."

A pair of boys and girls every seven days?

Over the past few years, how many virgins have been given away?

What can a monster do with virgin boys and girls?That must be eating.

Boys and girls contain the essence of heaven and earth aura in their bodies. All evil cultivators like to use boys and girls to practice.

Just for this alone, he is a monster.

Still a heinous monster.

This monster pretends to bless the town, but it is actually a cover, it just wants to stay in the town all the time and use virgin boys and girls to cultivate.

Damn it, damn it.

Yang Chen clenched his fists coldly, wishing he could kill this monster right away.

"Uncle, where is the White Dragon King Temple you are talking about?" Yang Chen said coldly, he couldn't bear the fact that the entire town was being deceived by this monster, as a native of Maoshan, he naturally wanted to eliminate harm for the people.

The uncle thought that Yang Chen was going to worship, so he stretched out his finger to the distance: "Hey, the White Dragon King Temple is just ahead, you can find it in the past, and now there are probably a lot of past worship."

Yang Chen frowned slightly: "Why do so many people worship now?"

The uncle said lightly: "Tomorrow is the day of the seven days, and there will be boys and girls who will be given to the White Dragon King."

Well tomorrow.

Just took advantage of this opportunity.

Yang Chen didn't even look back, he turned around and walked towards the direction the uncle pointed.

Along the way, he saw countless villagers coming this way, old and young, basically all of them were holding joss sticks and offerings for worship.

Don't think about it, this must be to worship the so-called White Dragon King.

Looking at so many ignorant villagers, Yang Chen's desire to get rid of the White Dragon King became more intense. No matter what age it is, there are still people who believe this.

I don't know how long I walked, but there were more and more people on the road.

It was simply a sea of ​​people, Yang Chen was squeezed to the back.

Finally came to the so-called White Dragon King Temple, Yang Chen glanced at it, and felt that the ghostly aura was overwhelming. This White Dragon King Temple is resplendent and resplendent, and the outside is all carved beams and painted buildings, with a splendid style. It seems that the people in this town are not short money.

As the flow of people walked in, everyone basically knocked every step of the way, chanting some strange slogans.

Words like White Dragon King bless forever.

As a disciple of Maoshan, Yang Chen naturally wouldn't follow him to worship, and those commoners looked at Yang Chen with very hostile eyes, as if Yang Chen had insulted their gods.

But fortunately, these civilians all came to defeat the White Dragon King, they didn't say too much, and they didn't care about Yang Chen, they continued to worship.

The worship line was very slow, Yang Chen had no choice but to follow at the end of the line.

I don't know how long I have been worshiping, Yang Chen only remembers that it was still morning when I came to this town, and now the scorching sun has risen to the sky, and there are countless people kneeling at the temple gate, which shows how obsessed these commoners are with this White Dragon King.

After a long time, the team basically went in one after another, and Yang Chen had the opportunity to follow in.

As soon as he entered, he felt that the evil spirit inside the temple was very strong, dozens of times stronger than the evil spirit outside.

Yang Chen guessed that this temple is the base camp of that monster, but there are too many people now, he has no way to use his fists, so he can only come to have a look at night.

He glanced casually, and directly opposite, there was a clay statue, which was a white dragon with teeth and claws, as if it was really calling the wind and the rain.

Yang Chen doesn't know if the real dragon can call the wind and call the rain, after all, he has never seen it before, but the monster certainly can't, probably some kind of blindfold was used to confuse these villagers.

But I can't see anything now, so I can only wait for the night to come.

Yang Chen followed the worshiping villagers and looked around again. This temple is not big, but it is not very small either, it can accommodate hundreds of people.

After looking around for a while, Yang Chen left the temple.

Now that they are all ready to get rid of the demon, they naturally need to find a place to stay.

Back in the town, Yang Chen came to the street.

Some inns can be seen everywhere, Xiaoer stands at the door and yells at the top of his voice.

Yang Chen randomly picked an inn and walked in.

"Guest officer, are you eating or staying at the hotel?" Seeing Yang Chen come in, Xiao Er immediately put on a flattering look.

Yang Chen threw out a piece of silver, and said directly: "Arrange a room, bring some beef over here, I want to stay in the hotel."

"Okay, guest officer, please." Xiaoer yelled, and at the same time greeted the back kitchen, and walked upstairs to meet Yang Chen.

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