Chapter 120 The Accomplices Come Down the Mountain, No Taboos

Linfeng Hall, study room.

A wisp of green smoke slowly rose from a golden bronze incense burner, exuding the aftertaste of sandalwood.

Suddenly, the green smoke was disturbed.

Shen Qing walked in from the gate: "Master, you called me?"

Li Linfeng turned around from the desk and held a folded golden vest in front of Shen Qing.

"What is this?"

"A golden silkworm treasured robe, which will not rot in water or burn in fire. You can wear it to protect yourself."

Shen Qing took the golden silkworm treasured robe, which was as thin as gauze and cold to the touch.

The gold threads on it were interwoven together, extremely delicate, with a golden luster, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.

He was a little surprised that the hall master uncle in front of him gave it to him so generously.

Shen Qing did not show any shyness, and after accepting it, he said gratefully: "Thank you, Master."

Then, Li Linfeng took out two porcelain bottles and gave them to Shen Qing, saying: "This one is the Qi and Blood Pill of the Yamen, which can consolidate Qi and blood and increase cultivation, which is just good for your skin training. There are a total of 20 pills, and I kept five for you; the other bottle is Huixin Pill, which can prolong life at a critical moment, and you should take them all."

Shen Qing knew that Linfeng Hall was not well-off at the moment, and it was extremely difficult to give these.

But good things are not too much.

Shen Qing also accepted them one by one.

Li Linfeng said with a dull look: "The hall is busy at the moment, and I have limited energy now, so I can't help you much. You should pay more attention to it yourself."

"I know."

Li Linfeng waved his hand, showing a bit of fatigue, and sat back in his seat.

Shen Qing clasped his fists and left the study.

Now Linfeng Hall has experienced many things, and it is in chaos from top to bottom.

Shen Qing couldn't help here, so he simply planned to go back to his residence and make some preparations for going up the mountain tomorrow morning.

When he walked to the inner courtyard, he happened to see Li Lingchan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

At this time, she was wearing tight clothes, busy with others, taking care of the funeral affairs of her fellow disciples.

Li Lingchan seemed to have noticed something and glanced at Shen Qing.

But soon she retracted her gaze, as if she was worried that looking at him more would cause him to misunderstand.

Without any extra expression, Li Lingchan buried her head in her own work.

Shen Qing smiled and didn't care at all.

As the sun gradually set in the west, the clouds in the sky turned from golden to orange-red.

Night fell quietly, shrouding the whole world in a black curtain.

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

The eldest sister Shen Fang knew that Shen Qing was going on a long journey and would stay for a few more days, so she prepared a lot of dry food, sorted out the clothes for overnight change, packed them into a bundle, put them in Shen Qing's room, and chattered about many things.

Shen Qing did not show any impatience and accepted all of them.

Taking advantage of the time, he practiced the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, Dragon Roar Iron Cloth Shirt and other techniques several times to increase the progress of cultivation.

It was midnight, and Shen Qing slowly exhaled a turbid breath, and then walked to the Eight Immortals Table in the living room.

At this time, fish, ganoderma lucidum, ginseng and other things were placed on the table, and there was even a precious soup made from tiger king whip and jade deer tendons.

Ever since Li Linfeng told him that the leather forging realm needs to be cultivated through "eating", Shen Qing would think of ways to eat various tonics every day, without interruption.

He even had an extra midnight snack.

Because of this, his cultivation level during this period was also rapidly improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"These days, I feel hungry every time I finish practicing, which means that my body's strength is growing faster than the speed at which I absorb essence. The hungrier I am, the faster my strength is growing."

"It's just that I spend money too quickly. I almost spend a hundred taels just on food. I have to find ways to make more money and power in the future."

Shen Qing picked up an unknown animal leg and started to eat it viciously.

After a while, the whole table of food was eaten.

Shen Qing felt as if his whole body was immersed in a hot spring, warm all over, bursts of essence penetrated from the inside to the outside, and his skin flushed.

He hurriedly practiced the martial arts he had practiced again, looked at the rapidly increasing values ​​on the ink panel, and rested contentedly.

...

At the same time, Shicheng Mountain, dozens of miles away.

In an unknown dense forest, shadows were dim and glowing with blood.

If you look closely, they are pairs of eyes floating in the dense forest.

Among the shadows, a spotted tiger was lying on the ground, breathing heavily.

Its breathing was very methodical, three long and one short, repeating in a cycle, and its body was covered with a faint moonlight.

After an unknown amount of time, the spotted tiger opened its eyes and spoke in human language: "After eating people one after another, my cultivation seems to have improved a lot. As a demon, eating people is indeed the only way to cultivate."

As it spoke, it tore a human arm from behind with its claws and threw it into its mouth.

The creaking sound of broken bones and flesh continued to sound from the woods, which was creepy.

Gurgle.

The spotted tiger stretched its neck and made a swallowing motion, its eyes flashing with a faint green light, its face showing an anthropomorphic enjoyment, and its fur glowed like a metal in the moonlight.

After a while, the tiger stood up and opened its bloody mouth, roaring arrogantly, the sound exploded like thunder.

The invisible air wave spread out like ripples with it as the center.

Wherever the air wave passed, the leaves rustled and the branches shook violently, as if they had experienced a violent storm.

Hundreds of ghosts in the forest were shocked by the roar and covered their ears, revealing painful expressions.

At this time, their faces were full of fear, and their eyes were flashing with terror.

Under the impact of this wave of air, their bodies were shaky, as if they would be blown away at any time.

After a long time, the tiger stopped roaring with satisfaction and walked down the mountain.

"The mountain has been much busier recently, and I can have a good meal again. It would be best if I could meet a woman with a higher level of cultivation, so that the meat is tender and firm, and very delicious."

The mottled tiger, like a calf, glanced at the many ghosts and said in a low and majestic voice: "From today on, I want more rations, more, more! Ben Shanjun will now untie your restrictions and catch people for me. If anyone is empty-handed, I will use it to fill my stomach."

Its eyes swept over the ghosts, and every ghost touched by its eyes felt a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts.

"Yes, Shanjun!"

All the ghosts floating in the forest lowered their heads to the mottled tiger and responded in fear.

"The minions are going down the mountain, no taboos!"

The mottled tiger roared, and the red light in the eyes of hundreds of minions suddenly lightened a little.

Amidst the roars, the minions swept down the mountain like a torrent and disappeared into the night.

At the foot of the mountain, a village that had been destroyed by the tiger monster.

Among the broken walls and ruins, many martial artists who came to exterminate the tiger lit a bonfire and formed a circle.

The night wind whistled, the bonfire swayed constantly, and the light and shadows kept dancing on everyone's faces.

Martial artist Bao Renliang used a branch to poke the bonfire, making the squeezed bonfire burn more vigorously.

Other people sat together and chatted.

It was called chatting, but in fact it was mostly complaining.

"There used to be 30 or 40 tiger families in this village, but now there is no one left. They were all eaten by the tiger monster. I really don't know what the county magistrate is thinking. Why don't they take action?"

Martial artist Bao Renliang threw a half-damp wood into the bonfire and muttered.

Another bearded martial artist put his index finger on his lips to make a silencing gesture, and raised his chin towards the house to signal: "The people from the Weiwu Division are inside, keep your voice down."

"I'm afraid he's plotting against me."

The bearded martial artist lowered his voice and said: "I heard that the county magistrate had some problems in his training during this period, and he wanted to use this incident to reduce the strength of the various gangs and martial arts schools in the folk to prevent anyone from causing trouble."

Martial artist Bao Renliang's eyes flashed with surprise: "Is there such a thing?"

The bearded martial artist continued: "I heard it too, I don't know if it's true or not, just listen to it. I also heard that the county magistrate spent a lot of money to operate it. As long as there is no problem during his two-year term, it is almost certain that he will be transferred to other rich places."

"Damn, this dog official."

The bearded martial artist was about to say something else, but suddenly a few white shadows flashed not far away, and a gust of cold wind whistled over, and he couldn't help shivering.

He looked back and suddenly felt a chill on the tip of his nose.

A white and twisted face stared at him, very close to him.

His heart seemed to be pinched, and his feet seemed to be firmly nailed by something, unable to move.

The bearded martial artist kept hitting his hands behind him, but it was useless. He was quickly dragged into the darkness and screamed.

Only a shrill echo was left, echoing over the silent village.

Finally, the sound stopped abruptly.

The mountain village returned to peace.

The other martial artists were stunned by this sudden change. They all drew their weapons and looked around vigilantly.

However, apart from the whistling night wind and the swaying firelight, there was no abnormal movement.

Where the bearded man disappeared just now, there was only the trace of being dragged away.

"What is it?"

"Old Wang's cultivation is one of the best among us. How come he disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

Bao Renliang, one of the crowd, remained calm and walked to the trace.

He squatted down under the gaze of others, and looked along the traces on the ground with a serious look into the depths of darkness.

Just as he was concentrating, a pale face with blood and flesh rushed out.

"It's a ghost... It's the ghost of the tiger demon!" Bao Renliang was so scared that he squatted on the ground, his face changed drastically and said: "Go into the house quickly!"

He hadn't finished speaking.

There was another scream behind him.

Another martial artist was grabbed by the feet by the ghost and dragged into the darkness, disappearing in an instant.

"Die!"

A martial artist stepped forward and punched the black shadow.

But the phantom seemed to be non-existent and passed by him.

At the moment he lost consciousness, the ghost behind him floated behind him and ripped out his heart with one hand.

The body of this martial artist was like paper, and a bright red heart was grabbed out by the ghost.

"Go inside. These minions can only be hurt by qi. Let the guards of the Weiwu Division deal with them."

The rest of the people took torches and filed into the room.

The last person made up his mind and threw the torch far away.

The light dispelled the darkness.

In a glimpse, everyone saw clearly that the two martial artists who were dragged had their internal organs taken out and spilled all over the floor.

There were no less than ten white shadows around, staring at them with bloodshot eyes, and they rushed over in unison, which immediately made their scalps numb.

"Ah!"

All the minions rushed up.

The mountain village in the night returned to silence after a while.