Chapter 118 (Revised) On the Road

Ji Chen went to the armory of the Demon Suppression Division.

The armory of the Demon Suppression Division contains a vast amount of martial arts and secrets. He has two chances to enter the armory and can choose two secret books.

Ji Chen picked around and finally chose a sword technique and a secret technique.

The sword technique is called the Heaven-binding Sword.

The reason for choosing this sword technique is not because of how powerful it is, but because of the special nature of this sword technique. This is a sword technique with extremely strong combat control ability, which can be used in conjunction with the third style of the Yanyang Sword Technique, the sword thread.

The secret technique is called the Bloodthirsty Hand, which can absorb the essence, blood, and spirit of others, refine it into one's own blood and qi, and forge one's body.

This is an extremely terrifying evil body refining secret technique. Practicing this secret technique is very easy to go evil. If Ji Chen had not made a statement and became a Confucian scholar, the person in charge of guarding the armory would not agree to let him choose this secret technique.

However, the person in charge of the armory still made a note in Ji Chen's file that people who practice this secret technique need to be observed at all times.

As for the armory, Ji Chen did not choose a weapon, but took another piece of star steel. With the reward piece, he had two pieces of star steel.

Ji Chen refined the two pieces of star steel into the Pojun horizontal sword, and clearly felt that the weight of the blade had increased a lot. But the length and shape of the sword did not change.

The night was dark and windy, and the young man took the sword at night, relying on the wind to kill monsters.

Ji Chen still chose to set off at night.

With the flag officer identity token, the closed city gate was opened for him.

After leaving the city, he ran all the way to the north.

The full moon was hanging high, and the starlight was shining on the earth. One man and one horse galloped under the moon.

The black dragon was spiritual, and it could recognize the road without Ji Chen's control.

Ji Chen began to study the Heaven Binding Sword Method.

This method has three styles, the Human Binding Style, the Earth Binding Style, and the Heaven Binding Style.

The first style, the Human Binding Style, requires 5,000 killing points.

Ji Chen took a look at the killing points, 6,000, enough.

With a thought, as five thousand killing points were consumed, the first level of the trapped sky sword technique began to be practiced.

Under the moonlight, the black dragon was running like a shadow under the moon. Ji Chen exuded a trace of sword intent, cutting the surrounding air and emitting a terrifying whistling sound, as if a ghost was roaring.

Chaotically in the north of Liangzhou Prefecture, the further north you go, the more desolate it is.

The black dragon ran at full speed, and after several hours, it was already a thousand miles away. There was a mountain forest in front, and the official road passed through the mountain forest.

The night wind was howling, dark clouds covered the moon, and it started to rain.

Ji Chen frowned. The rain was sudden, and it was abnormal. It must be a demon.

The black dragon seemed to be alert and slowed down.

After another hour, the black dragon suddenly stopped and looked back. His body trembled slightly, as if he had discovered something terrible.

Ji Chen also looked back curiously, his eyes suddenly condensed, and saw that the road behind him had disappeared, replaced by a dark space, like an abyss.

Such a strange thing made Ji Chen more alert.

"Are you blinded by a ghost? There are still some who don't know. Let's keep going forward!"

At this point, he could only keep going forward. Even though he knew there was something strange ahead, Ji Chen had no intention of going back.

Black Dragon moved forward obediently, but slowly. A quarter of an hour later, an inn appeared in the mountain stream ahead, looming in the rain and fog.

There was an inn between these mountains, and it was opened in the middle of the night. It looked weird no matter how you looked at it.

The inn had lanterns hanging high and was brightly lit. It was across the official road. You could either go around or pass through it.

Ji Chen was fearless. After getting off the horse, he put Black Dragon into the ring and walked towards the inn.

The mountain stream was windy and rainy, the road was muddy, and the trees were swaying, as if ghosts were flickering, adding a bit of gloom and horror.

The inn was bustling with guests, playing finger-guessing games, drinking, and a high stage. A group of colorful paper figures danced on the stage, singing sadly.

On the tables in the hall, there were people or non-human creatures sitting.

Some tables even had monsters sitting on them.

For example, on a table near the stage, there were two monsters with leopard heads and human bodies sitting.

On the table next to it sat a pig demon.

Four evil spirits sat next to it.

On the tables on the left sat a group of paper figures, like a funeral procession taking a temporary rest here.

On the table on the right sat three pale-faced women.

On the table near the door sat a few humans, but they were all covered in black cloaks, wearing bamboo hats and black scarves covering their faces.

There were all kinds of food on each table.

There was blood food on the leopard demon's table, incense on the paper figure's table, and souls on the evil ghost's table. There was a pot of sake on the human's table.

The creatures ate food while enjoying the opera on the stage.

At this moment, the door of the inn was suddenly pushed open, and the wind and rain rushed in. A young man walked in against the wind and rain.

All the creatures looked at the door in unison. The moment they saw the young man, their eyes instantly became cold, cruel, and bloodthirsty.

Especially the paper figures on the tables, their eyes were red, revealing waves of evil spirits.

The young man didn't care, but just sighed, "There are so many of them, I'm going to get rich."

"How dare a living person come to the Netherworld Inn." One of the evil ghosts on the table said grimly.

"I encountered wind and rain on the road, and happened to pass by, so I came in. Since it is an inn, it should welcome guests from all directions. You won't refuse to welcome me.

Ji Chen was not polite. After closing the door of the inn, he wrote a seal on the door with a righteous spirit.

The righteous spirit penetrated into the wood and completely disappeared into the door.

In an instant, all the creatures in the inn showed a grim look to Ji Chen.

The originally peaceful inn also became gloomy.

The paper figures on the stage stopped singing and stared at Ji Chen.

Ji Chen didn't care. He looked around the inn and found an empty table in a corner, so he walked over and sat down.

The leopard demon next to him said coldly: "If you don't take the road to heaven, you will come to hell without a door. You can't blame others."

"You have walked out of the road of life and death. You set up the sky-covering formation, don't you want me to come!"

Ji Chen glanced at the stage and saw that the opera had stopped, so he said: "Continue playing music and dancing. In addition, if there is anything that humans can eat, bring some."

"Charcoal-grilled human brains are delicious, I like it." The pig demon next to him said grimly.

"Well! I smell the sweet blood!" The leopard demon's eyes were greedy, and he had already regarded Ji Chen as a meal on the plate.

One of the three hungry ghosts also said: "This human skin is good, I will accept it with a smile!"

"His soul belongs to me!" said the pale woman.

At this moment, a paper figure on the stage suddenly opened one vertical eye, and then, his body seemed to split, and countless eyes opened densely, each eye glowing scarlet, and the eyeballs locked on Ji Chen.

"You have the breath of the Supreme Great Venerable, you, you are a madman who blasphemes the Great Venerable, you deserve to die!"

The sharp voice resounded throughout the inn, making people's eardrums almost shatter. The invisible force swept across the inn like a gust of wind, the candlelight swayed, and the dresses fluttered.

Ji Chen: ? ? ?

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