Chapter 291 Flying Evil Corpse

Inn, took a hot bath and felt comfortable all over.

Xiaochan didn't come to him to learn spells, probably because she didn't dare to be in the same room with him.

Speaking of which, Anyang still can't understand why this bean sprout-like little girl has so many messy thoughts in her head, and her height is more than one meter, even her height, can't be said to be a figure, let alone how well developed In this way, she can't even grow up. Where did the confidence come from that she always thought that others would have evil thoughts about her?

... the self-cultivation of the fox spirit?

Open the window, the street below is a bit noisy.

A Kunlun disciple wearing a Taoist robe sat on the stairs outside the inn, not too dirty, surrounded by a few children in patched clothes, performing tricks from time to time, causing a burst of applause.

Judging by the appearance of the little Taoist priest, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

There are countless Taoist techniques in Kunlun Mountains. Seeing that this trick attracts the cloud, the method of moving the scene and obstructing the eyes, it is used to be superb, and it is just right to use it as a trick to make these children happy.

Anyang watched for a while with a smile, and closed the window to prepare to rest.

The next day, I got up early and ate a bowl of noodles, before paying the rent and leaving the small town.

Changed horses, much faster.

Perhaps the disciples of Kunlun Mountain also realized that if they were so slow, even the two carriages would leave them behind. At that time, they set off alone, so they quickened their pace, and they were still in a hurry. Anyang was walking in front of them. Compared to the horses they were riding, such a slow speed was already a turtle speed.

The sun in early summer is not too hot, and it is warm and comfortable.

Anyang spends most of the time practicing her own spells, occasionally teaching Xiaochan a small spell, and then letting her practice by herself. When she is free, she sits on the wooden board in front of the carriage, leaning against the wooden frame of the carriage and squinting her eyes to bask in the sun. Sun, don't live your life too comfortably, especially when there is a little maid in charge of cooking and laundry.

Different from the all-round development of the Kunlun Mountain disciples, most of the spells learned by wandering Taoists will be much less. To put it nicely, they are biased. Many wandering Taoists prefer spells that can slay demons, eliminate demons, and protect themselves. The ugly point is called limitation. It is because there is no place to learn spells, there is no accumulation of a sect, and there are not many choices. In this case, it is natural to hope that what you learn will save your life.

Anyang is no exception, because no matter it is the mainland of China or other worlds, there are certain dangers, and you must have enough force to protect yourself when walking in the world, so he practices more diligently, which is helpful for his strength or life-saving ability. Spells, and the rest of the auxiliary spells are practiced relatively less.

A few days later, the traces of fatigue left by the previous month have faded away, and his physical condition has returned to its peak. Although he is tired from the journey, it is still regular. For his physique, it is leisure. Until now, his dark circles It was almost invisible, his face was rosy as usual, and his mental state was close to perfect.

At this time, it was almost at the place where the Kunlun disciples were killed.

Anyang Yi master was bold, but he was not afraid, and still slept soundly.

There is Xiao Chan who can be woken up when he hears the sound of the wind changing by a decibel, Huang Lan, a top hunter who is used to being vigilant by nature, and a wolf demon who is used to wandering at a glance. He doesn't know what to be afraid of. Even if he encounters demons who have been aware of it, it is unlikely that they will succeed in sneak attacking them, and as long as he is not raided by his dreams, it is estimated that those old immortals in Kunlun Mountain will not be able to help him.

...

There is nowhere to live in the barren mountains and ridges, so I rush on the road at night, just to find a place to rest as soon as possible.

The mountain wind was strong, the forest and grass were silent, and the Kunlun disciples in front suddenly stopped.

A dozen people on horses were able to block an official road. As a last resort, Wang Tianyu had to stop, and as soon as his carriage stopped, he only knew that the carriage that was following him also came to a sudden stop. , Xiaochan, who was listening intently in the car, was unstable for a while, and the distance she tried to keep with Anyang was suddenly narrowed by a fall, and her whole body almost hit Anyang.

When my heart was in a mess, I heard a pop, the mana was unstable, the light-generating technique on the top of the head collapsed, and the interior of the carriage suddenly became dark.

She blushed and stabilized her figure, then lit the light again, got up and sat on the other side, bowing her head and not daring to say a word.

Anyang frowned, opened the curtain and looked out, only to see a pair of unusually steed tall horses standing on the road, and a Kunlun disciple wearing a Taoist robe stopped and looked forward with a solemn expression, which could be vaguely smelled. A faint smell of blood was applied to his body, and he saw that the front suddenly brightened up. In front of the eldest disciple Yan Li were several Taoists, with blood on their bodies and more or less injuries.

"It's a bit sinister, from here, I'm afraid it won't be peaceful."

Anyang muttered to himself, jumped out of the carriage, and walked forward.

Xiaochan was a little scared, and when she looked around, she saw that the grass and trees were full of soldiers.

The Kunlun disciples in front are talking with the Taoist.

"Did the flying corpse attack several Taoist priests?"

"Yes, even if the flying corpse has not appeared for a long time, Pindao will never admit his mistake."

"Flying Evil Corpse, when the most yin and evil things have appeared, this world is really going to be in chaos, and I don't know how long the group of demons planned to bring this thing."

"Little Taoist priest, the flying corpses are hard to wrap around, even the poor Taoist and fellow Taoists have spent a lot of effort to repel this group of evil beasts, and one person died, you have to be careful, if you die It's not good to go back and explain to your Kunlun teacher!"

"Thank you for the reminder."

Anyang stood aside holding Tang Dao and listened quietly. And behind Xiaochan was already shivering with fright, her face turned pale, and in an instant, she saw that something was wrong. The tree looked a bit like a flying corpse, and there seemed to be a figure lying in the grass, and there seemed to be some unusual movement there. .

In fact, not only him, but also a few young Kunlun disciples were a little frightened.

The name of the flying corpse is like thunder, and this group of Taoists are all wounded. How can they not be afraid? Although they have learned the art of slaying demons and slaying demons, not everyone can go to the battlefield with a gun, and not every one. Individuals can eliminate demons by learning spells. They don't have much actual combat experience. They may not be able to eliminate demons and defend the way or be eliminated by demons.

Yan Li thought for a while, and said, "You Taoist priests have worked hard, and I can see that this place is surrounded by wilderness, and there is no place to live. Moreover, the Taoist priest is injured. If you don't dislike it, you might as well walk with us for a while and find someone Light a fire in a suitable place to rest for a night, and then we will take turns on duty to ensure that we will not be attacked tonight."

The Taoist thought for a moment and then agreed.

Anyang listened for a while, but felt bored for a while. He took his weapon and returned to the carriage, and continued to move forward with the Kunlun disciples.

Xiaochan lit up the light again with the technique of generating light. She hugged her legs and huddled in the corner, wondering what she was thinking. In recent days, this seemed to be her voluntary work, and she also practiced Taoism by the way. The method of starting fire and the technique of generating light, she used it a lot. Well, let me explain in advance that Anyang didn't want to pick up a free laborer when he taught her these auxiliary spells.

The horse's bells rang out one after another in the silent night, and the atmosphere in front was obviously a lot more solemn.

Anyang has heard the name of the flying corpse, and is very interested in it, no, it should be that he is very interested in these strange things, even if it is just a well-trained monster, there is a magic pill, I don't know. What interesting things are there in this so-called most yin and evil thing!

Thinking about it, he had a hint of eagerness to try.

After a while, the Kunlun disciples went forward to find a relatively open place, led the horses to a pile, cut wood to light the fire, and sat around to prepare to rest.

The carriage in front stopped, and Wang Tianyu got down from the top and prepared to repair here, but Anyang waved his hand and motioned him to move on. Wang Tianyu was stunned for a long time and did not respond. It was Huang Lan in the car who spoke, and he understood that Anyang was inclined to danger. Shan Xing's intentions could not help but be horrified, and he felt that such a rebellious person could not keep up with his thoughts of death.

That's a flying corpse!

At night now, if no one takes turns to watch the night, it is easy to be raided.

He turned his head to look at Huang Lan, but saw that this woman with a strong body had already exposed the sharp claws of her fingertips, looking like a curved dagger, her eyes were cold, and she was completely prepared for battle. Especially at the moment when she stuck out her tongue and lips, she seemed to see a fierce tiger that chose someone to devour, her face was full of excitement for fighting and bloodthirsty.

Wang Tianyu understood in an instant that he seemed to be with the wrong team, but now he regretted it too late.

The twelve Kunlun disciples suddenly widened their eyes and watched the two carriages continue to move forward. They reached out their hands to stop them, but did not shout. On the contrary, the wounded Taoists were more calm. In their eyes, it was very simple. Either they were new born calves who were not afraid of tigers, or they were daring artists who were not afraid of the threat of flying corpses.

Anyang lifted the curtains, his eyes seemed to be glowing, the night was like day, and while the carriage passed in front of them, he carefully looked at this Kunlun disciple who was as rich as jade. As if feeling his gaze, Yan Li also turned his head to look at him. The swaying firelight illuminated the old-fashioned carriage red. There was peace in those eyes, doubts, and faint scrutiny.

This person is calm and fearless, his eyes are like still water, there is a faint condescension, and his bearing is very strange.

This is Yan Li's first impression of Anyang.

Thinking about it carefully, I have met more than once in the past few days. It seems that every time I see him, he is carrying a cold weapon, sometimes a short spear, sometimes a straight-edged long knife, not like a cultivator, but more like a man He is a martial artist, and he came all the way to Kunlun with a maid, which is like a rich boy, although this maid is by no means human.

Really fun!

He didn't take his eyes back until the carriage was wobbly and rattling away.

Anyang also lowered the curtain.

Thanks for subscribing!