Chapter 162: Curse of the Golden Flower

But Jian Xin did not think about it any more.

Jiao Wuyu is essentially a dragon of noble origin.

She was beheaded thousands of years ago and hid in Pingchang City to heal her wounds. It was just a small city and had nothing to do with her dragon.

And that demon cultivator seemed to be just passing by.

He got a magic weapon from an unknown encounter.

How could such a weapon be made by the foundation of a small city?

The main materials alone were impossible for them to hunt.

That demon cultivator had an encounter and looted Pingchang City under the red sun, and then took the opportunity to leave and disappeared.

All this was just a coincidence.

"Forget it, forget it. The higher-ups are paying attention and I have to get busy again." Jian Xin whispered.

As a swordsman, he was also very interested in the Yin-Yang magic weapon.

Pingchang City.

After a night of chaos, the dawn finally came.

Pingchang City originally had no city walls, and now it was even more of a mess.

The settlements of several large families were attacked.

Such a precise attack, knowing the location of various resources, alchemy rooms, forging rooms, and spiritual fields, makes people suspect that the other party had scouted the area for a long time in advance.

They were originally on guard against the bandits and demon cultivators in the mountains, but unexpectedly a real bandit came to kill them.

Now the three major families have suffered heavy losses.

The worst of them is the Zhang family.

They were already in a state of decline and there was no great cultivator in the Three Yuan Realm in the family.

Some died that night, some escaped, and there was no strength to resist at all. The family assets were emptied.

Although the ancestors outside the city are still there, the Zhang family has no money at all, and the ancestors have no ability to pull it out. It is already dead in name only!

As for the Zhang family and the Xu family, a large number of family cultivators died, and now there are only two or three kittens left, and the storage bags of these dead cultivators have been taken away.

Only a scarecrow monster rooted in the original place is left, wandering around.

Ghost Book and Sword Fairy did not take the mighty army with them, because the target was too big.

They took a thousand elite scarecrows of the Four Zang Realm, left lightly, and embarked on a journey away from Pingchang City.

"Misfortune came unexpectedly."

The Zhang family and the Xu family looked at each other, and they saw the bitterness in each other's eyes, and they actually felt a sense of sympathy.

If it weren't for the Red Sun, they were afraid that the ancestor would turn against them and attack them in turn, and they would have to join forces to encircle and kill the other party!

Fortunately, although they lost a lot, the core combat power of the Three Yuan Realm Great Monk is still there, and it can barely be considered as extinction.

It's just that after the Red Sun, they have to reproduce a large number of newborns in the family again.

But.

They are now alone, and the second-rate forces in the city are eyeing them covetously.

They must join forces to secretly attack them, plot against them, and not let them cultivate a younger generation, so that they are out of succession.

After all, they don't have enough people they can trust now, and they can't do it themselves, which is easy to be calculated.

For example, many of the shops and industries under his command need to be reappointed with new monks to manage them. Who knows how many spies the other party will plant.

Maybe the shop will be renamed while he is helping to manage it.

The second-rate families in the city are watching the whole process covetously, and are ready to beat the fallen dog. The Zhang family before is probably the Xu family and Zhang family today.

It can be predicted that there will be another fight between dragons and tigers, and the two big families will have to take care of themselves.

In the city, all the restaurants and teahouses are boiling.

"This is the magic weapon."

"Too exaggerated! You don't know what happened last night..." Someone said with a smile on his face, anyway, it has nothing to do with him.

"A magic weapon, I don't know how many people pursue it, that's why! The combat power attached to it is even stronger than the person himself!"

In this battle, the civilian area and the scattered cultivator area were not harmed at all.

Although the sword fairy is chaotic neutral, she will not hurt innocent people.

Especially when Zhang Huaping took her to kill monsters everywhere, she knew how the people in those alleys lived.

Soon.

These people soon found that the scarecrows were very simple and ignorant.

Like a newborn monster baby.

Some monks tried to get close to the army of scarecrows and found that they could be tamed, tried to communicate, and raised as pet monsters.

"This can protect us."

"This is equivalent to a monster cub, which is equivalent to the monster pet eggs we picked up in the wild!"

"These scarecrows can become our spiritual pets."

"Rob the rich to help the poor!"

"That fairy really robbed the rich to help the poor!"

"These are pet eggs, so many, so many, we couldn't afford one even if we went bankrupt."

In the dark, the person in charge of recording and observing was shocked and silently wrote:

[The strategic significance of this magic weapon is more terrible than imagined. It will be transformed into a straw monster that can be a pet! For the overall improvement of one party's power, the significance is enormous! 】

[Although the enemy's realm dropped significantly after turning into a scarecrow, and he was extremely dull and had low intelligence, his flaws did not outweigh his merits]

The cultivator who secretly recorded it became more and more frightened.

Because no matter how weak it was, it was a new pet that came for free.

It did not need to be tamed. For example, there were more than 800,000 of them in front of us. How exaggerated was the number?

Even if they could not be used directly for high-level combat, they could be a huge help to the sect's low-level disciples and escort them on missions.

The surroundings were still bustling.

"Take it back quickly, or else it will be snatched away by others."

"Hahaha, there are more than 800,000 of them. Even the noble families dare not take them all for fear of angering the public."

"More than 800,000 monks, it can be seen how populous these three families are!"

"The three noble families have been doing evil in our city for many years, and now they are finally destroyed."

"That's right, recently the ancestors of this big family have killed countless people, and they said that they protected us during the red moon. The biggest evil ghost came from their big family. Now they deserve it!"

"Good, it's great!"

"Thank you, Queen of Straw!" Someone shouted happily.

Someone sobbed, obviously being invaded and tortured by ghosts for many years: "Great, take a scarecrow away, keep watch in the yard, it can ward off evil spirits, I guess it's safe, no ghost dares to invade the house."

"Good people, robbing the rich to help the poor! Robbing the rich to help the poor!"

"She saved the people of our Pingchang City!"

Countless people shouted and blessed.

Even Zhang Huaping couldn't recognize that the blurry figure in the sky last night was the Sword Fairy, and began to tame the scarecrow in a hurry.

I believe that with the protection of these scarecrows, the people will have an easy time this year.

The scholarly family will become a powerful family and monopolize the upward channel. Now that most of the people from the three major families have died, Pingchang City will have many vacancies and a lot of resources.

Even some weak families have the opportunity to be promoted and go further.

Even Zhang Huaping saw hope.

At this time, the red sun will come completely in three days. Many people are in a hurry to find scarecrows in the ruins of the war, intending to take one home to tame.

Although they may have been cultivators from the three major families before, it doesn't matter what?

Anyway, the corpse has become a nutrient, and the scarecrow made of dead grass has grown. For the poor and casual cultivators, as long as they can save their lives, they are already very happy.

"Look! What did I find!!!" A scholar standing on the roof shouted excitedly, and his companions jumped onto the roof by stepping on the tiles. It turned out that these scarecrows looked down from the sky and secretly formed a vast text.

On it, it was written:

[I will kill all the flowers when they are in full bloom, and the whole city will be covered with golden armor]

The casual cultivators and the common people were speechless for a long time

, looking at the golden scarecrows all over the city.

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