The fairy is fierce

Chapter 8

Yangcheng is a big city with tens of thousands of people. It is too cold to go out and they all stay at home. After receiving the notice from Yan Sanjie, the local magistrate did not neglect it and organized his policemen and young men to search for strange things inside and outside the city. .

But the whereabouts of demons and monsters are mysterious, and the immortal masters on the road are always looking for a needle in a haystack. Ordinary people can find nothing.

After a day of busy work inside and outside the city, it got dark again before I knew it. Most of the people who organized themselves could not bear the hunger and cold, and most of them dispersed. Only a few monks with good foundations were still searching in the streets and alleys.

After Zuo Lingquan arrived in Yangcheng, his explorations yielded no results, so he communicated with Lingye and asked her to search for clues in the mountains behind Yangshan Mountain, while he continued to stay in Yangcheng to prevent monsters from rising up and harming the people.

The sky is getting dark, Yangcheng West Market, Fuji Street.

Zuo Lingquan was holding a sword and looking at the gourds and gourds hanging outside a shop; Xie Qiutao was squatting on the street, pressing his palms on the snow, sensing the situation underground; Jing Xun, who was more talkative, was standing outside the shop. , talking to the old woman looking after the shop:

"Auntie, did you see anything today?"

"What?"

"Big bird, or gourd or something."

“I don’t have gourds, do you want sauerkraut?”

"..."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head secretly. If he wanted to find monsters and monsters, he still had to rely on birds. He came to a wall, looked at Tuanzi who was squatting on it and looked around, and asked:

"Tuan'er, did you see anything?"

Tuanzi spread his wings: "Ji."

Zuo Lingquan understood the meaning and wanted to contact Lingye, but there was no Tiandun Pagoda, and the Tiandun Pagoda could only reach a few miles away. Lingye should be searching in the mountains in the north and could not contact him.

Xie Qiutao searched all day long and was overwhelmed. He came to the front with the iron pipa in his arms and sighed:

"In one daylight, the monster really wanted to escape, and now it is probably in a foreign country. But it doesn't matter if it escapes, at least the people here will not be harmed anymore..."

"If the people here are not harmed, they will still harm others if they go outside."

"Yes, then we have to keep looking..."

The two chatted briefly and continued walking into the alley to see if there was anything unusual.

It was snowing heavily in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and it got dark very quickly. In just one cup of tea, the streets and alleys of Yangcheng were already so dark that it was difficult to see the roads.

Tang Jingxuan walked behind. Because he was not good at catching monsters, his mind was a little wandering. He was still thinking about what Lingye had become suspicious about last night. But as he walked, his ears moved slightly and he looked outside the city, wondering. :

"Are there any sounds of birds chirping outside?"

Tang Jingxun's cultivation level was there, and the range of perception was farther than Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao. After her reminder, Zuo Lingquan paid careful attention to the outside of the city and did hear the calls of birds coming from the wind and snow:

"Gaga"

Xie Qiutao frowned:

"It's crows. It's winter, and it's snowing so heavily. How can crows fly in groups outside?"

Zuo Lingquan noticed something strange, jumped up to the roof, and looked outside the city.

The flock of birds flew very fast, but within a short time, the buzzing of locusts could be heard, and the people on the edge of the city noticed it. The lights were turned on one after another, but the light was too dim to see clearly what was happening on the horizon.

Zuo Lingquan frowned slightly, raised his hands on the roof to perform the sutra, and said silently:

"shock!"

boom

The dull sound of thunder came from the thick black clouds above the city, and a bright electric light cut through the night sky, instantly illuminating the snowy sky inside and outside Yangcheng.

Although the lightning flashed away, the scene they saw made the three of them feel even more horrified.

I saw that the clouds above the huge city turned into a swirling whirlpool at some point; in the countryside around the city, a circular wave of black mist came over, covering the sky and the sun. Only when you look carefully can you find that the black mist is Birds and small beasts came from the mountains and forests, and countless people were running from the periphery of the city to the center.

Xie Qiutao's expression suddenly changed: "Taoist Yunbao guessed it right. It's a monster that can enchant one's mind. It's in the city."

Tang Jingxun saw such a terrifying scene for the first time. He took out the fire feather fan and held it in his hand, asking:

"What should I do? Should I burn them?"

Tang Jingxun's current Taoist practice is to use a fan to set fire to the city. It can indeed drive away the birds and beasts that are pressing down on them, but the birds and beasts have already blended into the residential areas around Yangcheng. This kind of indiscriminate and large-scale qignhang is obviously not advisable.

After Zuo Lingquan looked around for a week, he raised his sword and rushed towards the outskirts of Yangcheng:

"It's impossible for a monster to use its magical power without leaking a little bit of its aura. Just find the monster and kill it."

The maximum range of Xie Qiutao's Requiem Tune was only a hundred feet, and it was difficult to suppress the chaos in the city. He also followed him to the outskirts of the city to find the culprit.

The flocks of birds raging in the wind and snow were extremely fast, but they covered the city wall in the blink of an eye. Countless chickens, dogs, and rats also appeared on the snow.

The birds and beasts that were bewitched did not attack the people inside and outside the city. Instead, they acted as if they were crazy and were hostile to all living creatures around them. Some rolled and crawled around, and some attacked the surroundings indiscriminately.

The same was true for the people of Yangcheng who were in chaos. Their eyes were blood red and their expressions were ferocious. Their shrill screams overwhelmed the sound of the wind and snow, and there were sounds of smashing everywhere.

Zuo Lingquan didn't know the reason and wanted to go closer to check, but before he got close to the edge of the city wall, he discovered that the howling in the wind and snow seemed to have some kind of power, like the sound of ghosts and monsters, which could make people irritated, panicked and fearful. , even he felt restless.

On their sides, Tang Jingxuan and Tuanzi were not affected, but Xie Qiutao was not immune. His breath was also unstable. He clenched his pipa and looked around.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan suppressed his concentration and quickly walked through the streets looking for traces of the monster. At the same time, he condensed ice and snow into a cage to isolate the fighting people...——

other side.

It was just getting dark, and there were clouds of torches inside and outside the Yamen on Suimian Street. Nearly a thousand people gathered around the street, waiting for orders from above.

Most of these people were officers and soldiers from the Yangcheng garrison and local policemen, while the rest were foreign immortal masters and Yan Sanjie's friends from the world.

Madness broke out around Yangcheng, and it was not only the Yan family that was affected. Other large families were afraid of being affected, so they also showed their magic and invited some Taoist priests from outside to protect their own safety. At this time, most of them were sitting in the lobby of the Yamen.

The whole city searched for a whole day, but found nothing. It was inevitable that the various immortal masters had disagreements. Some suggested searching in the mountains, while others said they had run away long ago. They couldn't stop arguing. Zhizhou Wang Lin was a layman and didn't know what to do. arrange.

Yan Sanjie had a high prestige in Yangcheng, but his family had suffered a big disaster and he had to ask for help from everyone. Naturally, he couldn't put on the airs of 'Yan Sanye'. At this time, he stood in the lobby and said earnestly:

"Taoist Master Yun is still searching outside. Don't be impatient. Please stay for a while and wait for Taoist Director Yun to come back to see what he says. As long as we are sure that the monster has escaped, Yan will hold a grand banquet at Yingchun Tower tonight to reward you all..."

Zhizhou Wang Lin walked in the lobby with his hands behind his back and shook his head in response:

"It would be better if the matter is solved. The righteous men who can come to help will not be greedy for a banquet. But it is already dark, and thousands of people are standing hungry outside in the ice and snow. Master Yunxian is not afraid of hunger and cold, guarding the camp The troops and horses cannot hold it. If it freezes for a few more hours, the camp will have to be blown up..."

Yan Sanjie couldn't keep up with Taoist Master Yunbao's movements, and he didn't know where this life-saver had gone. He couldn't let people leave at this time, so he could only look at the other immortal masters he invited in the lobby.

There are more than a hundred 'immortal masters' invited by the Yan family, but there are only six who are really good at Taoism. Two followed Taoist Yunbao to find monsters, and the remaining three stayed here to protect the safety of the Yan family.

The three people left behind were far worse in Taoism than Taoist Yunbao. The two of them did not speak. Only Fan Jin, the "Sword Immortal" who was squatting next to the stove to warm himself, saw Yan Sanjie looking over and said:

"If there is really a demon causing trouble, the officers and soldiers outside can't help much. Just leave it to us immortals to get rid of the demon, and let them disperse.

Yan Sanjie didn't want to listen to Fan Jin's words, and looked at the immortal masters invited by several big families in the city. He was about to take a look and ask for his opinion, but he didn't expect that there was a muffled thunder outside the Yamen:

boom

The sky was dark, the lights were dim, the wind was snowing, and thunder suddenly sounded, which was naturally eye-catching. Everyone in the lobby was alarmed and quickly ran out of the door to check.

Yan Sanjie didn't know why at first, but he immediately heard exclamations from around him:

"What is that..."

"So many rats..."

"Bird...ah"

Screams followed.

Yan Sanjie's expression suddenly changed, he took the saber from his entourage, and stood in front of Zhizhou Wang Lin.

"ah"

The screams quickly approached, first a black flock of birds rushed over the Yamen, then fire appeared in the distance, and a crossbow liuhi landed on the roof of the Yamen.

Yan Sanjie was frightened and looked outside the yamen to see if the demon had rushed here. But what he didn't expect was that an old friend from the Jianghu community standing beside him actually drew out his sword and pointed it at others. A sweep.

Yan Sanjie is a master of the world's real world. He has excellent martial arts. He stopped him casually and was about to ask. But he immediately found that everyone inside and outside the yamen was in chaos. Except for Wang Lin, the prefect, and the master, who was horrified. Fleeing, most of the others began to attack others.

Yan Sanjie did not lose consciousness, but he was also dizzy from the screams. He pulled his son Yan Ge and said loudly;

"Master Chen Xian, help me put Yan Ge..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Sanjie discovered that the immortal masters hired by the big families in Yangcheng at exorbitant prices either looked ferocious and started killing each other, or they noticed that their minds were affected and without hesitation flew through the dome of the hall and escaped outside. go.

"Damn it!"

Yan Sanjie was so furious that he could only hold Yan Ge, who was struggling wildly, with one hand, and a few friends from the Jianghu who were still conscious, and cover other uncles, nephews and Zhizhou Wang Lin as they retreated behind the Yamen.

But most people have already fallen into a state of panic, and a few friends in the world are too busy to take care of themselves. How can they protect so many people.

Yan Sanjie was furious and couldn't let the Yan family and close friends who came to help kill each other. Just as he was yelling at each other, he suddenly realized that Fan Jin didn't run away. He pushed the people around him away and pulled him back:

"I can't control it anymore. They are all crazy. If they don't leave, they will die here..."

"Fan Jianxian..."

"You damn swordsman, do you think I look like a swordsman? Let's go..."

……——

"ah"

jingle jingle

There were constant screams inside and outside the city, dense flying birds obscured the view, and the sound of collisions could be heard everywhere.

Yangcheng is not small, with hundreds of streets and lanes and nearly ten thousand houses and houses. It is difficult to find hidden monsters in the chaos.

Zuo Lingquan searched a dozen streets and alleys in a blink of an eye, but did not find the demon. Instead, he found Song Fu, the old housekeeper of Yanjiazhuang, among the crowd.

The larger the range of the spell, the more it will dilute the influence on a single target. People with a tough mind will also have higher spell resistance to confusion.

Song Fu, the old butler, was born in the Jianghu. He has been struggling all his life. His body and mind are not bad. At this time, he has not yet fallen into madness, but his face has turned blue and he has fallen into panic. He holds a knife and glares at everything around him. If he sees anyone approaching, he will kick him away. .

Zuo Lingquan quickly came to the front, raised his hand and slapped Song Fu's knife away:

"Where are Taoist Yunbao and the others?"

When Song Fu saw that the person coming was Zuo Lingquan, his eyes suddenly became clearer, he looked happy, and said anxiously:

"Zhizhou Yamen, go quickly. Something happened to Mr. San and the others. Go quickly..."

Zuo Lingquan saw that Song Fu was unconscious, so he didn't question him carefully. He slapped him unconscious, threw him into the house and sealed the door, and took off in the wind towards the Zhizhou Yamen in the east of the city.

The entire city was in chaos, with fires everywhere. There were so many birds flying in the sky that it was impossible to see very far.

Zuo Lingquan had only been running to the west for a moment, but before he saw the monster itself, a righteous scolding came from the distance:

"Death to the evildoer!"

boom

Two thunderbolts came one after another and landed behind the county government office in the east of the city.

Zuo Lingquan flew to the nearby area and saw Taoist Cloud Leopard half hanging in the air, with a green thunder net covering his body to isolate the flying birds that were rushing towards him.

Not far away, inside and outside the Yangcheng Yamen, it was a mess.

The nearly a thousand people gathered here are all skilled martial artists. After falling into madness, only a few are afraid to move forward, and most of them are madly attacking the people around them.

Nearly a thousand people were fighting with weapons, and the scene was so chaotic that it was impossible to see clearly. All that could be seen was blood staining the snow.

The nearly one hundred "immortal masters" who originally gathered in the county government office had some cultivation skills and did not lose their minds immediately. But other than this abnormality, how could they have the intention to kill demons and earn money? Most of them fled when they sensed something was wrong, leaving only There are only a few people below, trying their best to break up the chaos among everyone.

The owner of Yanjiazhuang, Yan Sanjie, was also working with a few Jianghu people who had not fallen into madness to stop the people who were killing each other. But after all, they were not monks, and they could not kill their acquaintances, so they could only find opportunities to knock them unconscious. Within a moment, he was covered in blood.

It was impossible for Zuo Lingquan to run to start a fight at this time, so he jumped directly to the vicinity of Yunbao Taoist.

Behind the county government office, apart from Taoist Yunbao who was suspended in the air, there were five monks with higher spiritual standards on the ground. Two of them had been seen in the hall of the Yan family, and the rest were probably invited by big families in the city. They all held thunder bells and so on. Magic weapon, with a pale face trying to help.

In the house that was hit by Taoist Yunbao's thunder, all the floor tiles exploded, revealing a huge pothole.

Countless black feathers were scattered in the pit. A black crow with a wingspan of nearly six feet was rising from the pit and roaring to the sky:

"Karma"

The crow's eyes are scarlet, and its feathers are as hard and sharp as blades. When it flaps its wings, you can hear a "swishing" sound, with a harsh echo, like a soul-killing bell that can make people feel dizzy.

Xie Qiutao's movements were extremely fast. After seeing the giant crow, he jumped up high without thinking, holding the iron pipa upside down with both hands, and smashed it down with the force of breaking a mountain.

boom

A loud roar like thunder on dry land resounded throughout the streets.

A shock wave visible to the naked eye appeared from where Pipa landed and spread to the periphery into circular ripples.

The surrounding birds, the roof ridges and the green bricks on the ground all cracked under the impact like cracking rocks. The densely packed birds were even shaken into blood mist by the volley.

But the crow's moral character is obviously not low. When the lute fell on him, his body instantly shattered into countless black feathers. The next moment, they had condensed on the roof of another house a hundred feet away. Their wings spread and vibrated, and thousands of surrounding birds went crazy. It seemed to be rushing towards him.

Zuo Lingquan saw this scene and noticed that the crow was unusual. It seemed to have no entity and was just a shadow. He asked:

"What kind of monster is this?"

Xie Qiutao missed the target and retreated to Zuo Lingquan. He was also a little confused. Apparently he had never seen such a monster before.

The few immortal masters on the ground had probably just entered the Spiritual Valley and were not good at controlling the wind. When they saw Zuo Lingquan flying over, the two immortal masters they had seen quickly reminded them:

"This monster is the Iron Bell Crow. It comes from the barren mountains in the south. It is extremely rare. It is born with the magic of the soul. It is hard to be hurt by ghost swords and can only be subdued with thunder."

The dumpling who was following Zuo Lingquan heard that he was a fellow villager. He quickly squatted on Tang Jingxun's shoulders, pretended to be like a phoenix spreading its wings, and imitated the crow's vibration of its wings, making a sound of "chichichichi...". It seemed that It wants to fight with the crow, but unfortunately no bird listens to it, and no one cares about it.

Taoist Cloud Leopard flying in the sky heard the sound, and while attacking the crow with thunder, he said:

"You go and save the people in the city, and just leave this monster to me."

"Don't be careless, Mr. Yunxian. This monster is extremely difficult to deal with. Although our skills are shallow, we can still help..."

While talking, six monks, big and small, used various thunder methods to bombard the giant crows wandering in the streets.

Xie Qiutao didn't know how to use thunder, but she knew a lot of special skills to deal with monsters. She wanted to pick up the pipa and use it, but before she could move, Zuo Lingquan had already offered his hand.

In the past, Zuo Lingquan didn't know how to use thunder, so he could only scare monsters away with his sword. It was difficult to cause real damage, but it was different now.

After refining the natal tree, Zuo Lingquan can cast thunder and wind techniques. Although he has never learned the related magic, as a swordsman, there are some things that he does not need to learn.

After hearing the explanations of several people, Zuo Lingquan flew forward without thinking and rushed towards the ghostly moving black crow.

Several immortal masters on the ground saw this and reminded them urgently:

"Be careful, this demon is hard to hurt with a sword and is useless up close..."

Before he finished speaking, a bright sword light cut through the night sky, suppressing all the noise and words.

Zuo Lingquan, dressed in a black robe, broke through the wind and snow, and in the blink of an eye, he was more than ten feet away from the black crow.

The iron bell crow was extremely cautious, and its huge body once again scattered into flying feathers. At the same time, the sword spirit rose to the sky.

The black cloth wrapped in the Xuanming sword in Zuo Lingquan's hand was shattered, and the sword tip was unsheathed at some point. When he saw it, a black dragon had already made a move and pierced the wind and snow in front of him.

Swish

The sound of the sword changed. Unlike the clear and ethereal sound of the past, it brought some noise, which slightly weakened the momentum of this sword.

But unlike in the past, the black dragon formed by the sword energy had thousands of electric snakes wandering around in its body, like a thunder dragon rushing out of the black sea, smashing the world in front of it like a rotten wood.

The first time he used the sword, he was too unfamiliar with it, causing the sword energy to be too scattered and not condensed at one point. Countless lightning scattered around, smashing the rubble and blue bricks.

But this earth-shaking scene, in the eyes of laymen, is obviously more thrilling than cutting a line.

Boom

After a loud bang, the thunder dragon that appeared out of nowhere had hit the body of the black crow.

The crow scattered into flying feathers, but the feathers were entangled by lightning, making a "sizzling" sound.

When the black feathers condensed into a giant crow again, the crow with iron feathers had no wounds on its body, but it was emitting green smoke, emitting a burnt smell, and the bird's pupils also showed a scattered color.

Crash

Under the eyes of the crowd, the ferocious giant crow fell from the sky, smashed the house below, twitched all over, and could no longer turn over.

"..."

All the immortal masters were dumbfounded.

Zuo Lingquan landed on the top of the house, still a little dazed. He sheathed his sword and looked back at everyone:

"It's such a big show, is it over?"

The Cloud Leopard Taoist was suspended in the air, looking at Zuo Lingquan, his eyes could not hide his disbelief, his lips opened and closed, but he didn't say anything.

After the several immortal masters on the ground came to their senses, the shock in their eyes was particularly obvious:

"What's going on?"

"The monster is violent, just cut it with a sword, what else is there to say, isn't it the same for sword immortals..."

"That sword just now, could it be the 'Crazy Thunder' of Jiang Taiqing Jiang Jianxian?"

"It looks a bit like... This immortal, could it be Jiang Jianhuang's disciple Yun Zhengyang Yun Jianxian?"

"His surname is Zuo..."

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