Chapter 209: Mysterious Fire Burns the Valley of Insects

When Li Le heard this, his sorrow suddenly turned into joy.

I am not afraid that you will make conditions, but I am afraid that you will have no desires or demands.

"Sir, please tell me, there is absolutely nothing I can do without saying anything that this king can do!"

"His Royal Highness Pindao Guan has a majestic head and extraordinary luck. He is willing to serve under his tent."

When the blind Taoist priest spoke, he glanced at Zhou Yi. No wonder the heavenly secrets were chaotic when he came, and the grandson was fooled.

The hexagrams of good fortune and good fortune cannot be wrong. How many people in the world can be comrades with true immortals?

"Please take a seat, real person!"

Li Le was overjoyed, and whether intentionally or not, he placed the blind Taoist priest on Qin Qiong's right hand.

The blind Taoist priest glanced at Qin Qiong, counted with his fingers for a moment, and said with a flattering face.

"I am a poor Taoist with a mysterious secret, and I will be in the same trench with my fellow Taoists in the future."

Qin Qiong cupped his hands and said, "It's easy to say. I've heard of Master Xuanji's name for a long time."

The others in the tent looked at the scene again, and something strange suddenly arose in their hearts. King Yan was the leader, and on the left and right were Qin Qiong, a man with unparalleled magical power, Fan Wujiu, a great scholar in the academy, Xuanji, a disciple of Tianji, and Zhou Yi, a master of alchemy.

Fighting, officialdom, planning, logistics...

Many high-level third-level experts have flashing thoughts, and it is difficult to guess what they are thinking...

Li Le was very high-spirited: "Master Xuanji, I'm sorry to trouble you to calculate the heel and legs of an insect-controlling monster. It would be better if you could know where he is."

"Your Highness, wait a moment."

He first calculated and deduced the mystery, frowned slightly, then took out the tortoise-shell magic weapon and muttered something.

After a while.

"Your Highness, this demon has an extraordinary origin. He is half human, half insect, half ghost and half god!"

Xuanji's dark eyes flashed with a spiritual light, and he said slowly: "The demon's real body is in Jiulong Mountain and Wanchong Valley."

Li Le wondered: "Southern Xinjiang doesn't seem to have this place name. Could it be some unknown valley?"

"Your Highness, the poor people here know a thing or two."

The Immortal Bureau Secretary worshiped Cao Zhenren and said: "This place is at the junction of Anzhou and Nanman. It is a barren mountain and bad water full of poisonous miasma. It has long been rumored that an evil spirit is hiding in it to practice magic. I never thought it was an insect-controlling demon."

"It turns out that he is a demon from outside the territory. He dares to touch our court. He will be punished!"

Li Le said: "Everyone, be prepared. In an hour, we will work together to kill the monster."

"Your Highness, please wait."

Xuanji said: "That demon has cultivated the secret method of substitute. If one of the thousands of insect bodies is missed, it will be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain."

Everyone frowned slightly when they heard this. This is the most troublesome thing in a fight. If they can't get rid of the root cause, the demons will definitely catch up and take revenge one by one when they regain their strength in the future.

Even if they don't dare to wreak havoc in the territory of Daqian, will their disciples, blood relatives and relatives never go out?

"Pindao has a method that can determine the location of the soul. When the time comes, follow the guidance of the soul, no matter how the demon changes, he will inevitably die!"

In order to show off in front of the true immortal, Xuanji brought out all the skills he had at his disposal and said: "This technique requires the demon to leave insect corpses behind. If you trouble me, your highness will give some to me."

Li Le quickly ordered the guards to fetch the remains of dozens of golden silkworms.

Xuanji took out pieces of black and gray talismans with strange textures drawn on them with cinnabar. Just looking at them made people's minds sway. They were definitely not righteous talismans. Crush the golden silkworm into pieces by casting a spell, mix it with a drop of blood and melt it, pinch the spell with your hands and mutter the words, and blend the blood mixture of insect corpses into the talisman.

The talisman's spiritual light flashed, and the aura became darker and darker.

Xuanji then followed this method and blended all the talismans into the blood of the insect corpses, and said: "The soul-chasing talisman will induce the auras of Pindao and the demon to each other. When the time comes, each person will hold one, and Pindao will guide the demon in the direction of escape."

After the soul-chasing talismans were distributed, everyone carefully explored the induction and found no other secret marking techniques.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Li Le said: "With this magical talisman, the demon will definitely be sent to reincarnation."

Xuanji caressed his long beard, looking enigmatic.

"Your Highness, I have learned through divination that it is appropriate to attack with fire today!"

…

Anzhou.

The southernmost state capital of Daqian is adjacent to the barbarian territory.

There are continuous mountains at the junction. Many evil demons and heretics have committed crimes in Daqian, so they hide in the mountains and practice cultivation.

The Demon Slayer Division's arrest warrant was never issued, and they did not dare to come out.

Most of the strange people Xu Ye made friends with came from here, and they could not make any progress in their cultivation. Instead of practicing hard in the mountains and waiting to die, it would be better to take a chance on the good fortune of the country.

Especially after Xu Fengxian became a Zen monk, he had the authority to enshrine the land of the city god. Many strangers who were about to end their lifespan wanted to turn to Shinto to extend their lives.

Some of them are cautious and will wait and see if Dashun can really establish a country.

Wu Laosan is one of them. He is good at raising corpses and refining corpses. He is a weapon on the mortal battlefield. Xu Ye hinted at coming out again and again and promised spiritual objects and magic weapons, but he just pretended not to understand.

Wu Laosan was originally a poor peasant in the village. He sold his land for food during a drought, and later sold himself to a landlord and became a slave.

On weekdays, he was treated like an animal and beaten, scolded and starved. Because he was slow at work, his legs were broken by the landlord's son. However, he had a broken leg and had to work until he was so tired that he vomited blood and fainted, and was thrown into a mass grave as a dead person.

Later, he met a monk from the Corpse Demon Sect. Seeing that Wu Laosan had a talent for cultivation, he helped him heal his injuries and taught him the demonic corpse refining technique.

After Wu Laosan became successful in his practice, the first thing he did was to tell the landlord that his family had been exterminated and all of them turned into walking corpses. As a result, not long after the great revenge was avenged, he was wanted by the Demon Slayer Division. After he escaped by chance, he has been hiding in the mountains to practice.

"A bunch of obsessed idiots. Dashun is just like Dagan. How can they be better than Dagan? They will be destroyed sooner or later!"

Wu Lao San stood at the entrance of the cave, thinking about which direction to go to hunt some wild animals to feed the corpse.

The Corpse Demon Sect is based on the corpse refining and controlling corpses. It is a pure evil heresy. If the corpse's appetite cannot be satisfied, Wu Lao San will have to use his own flesh and blood to fill it.

Most of the evil heresy is like this. The qualifications are low and the progress of practice is fast. The disadvantage is that the risk is high.

Suddenly.

A stream of light flew by not far away.

"Where did the cultivator come from?"

Wu Lao San frowned. Just by looking at the speed of the escape light, he knew that the passerby was extraordinary.

"No hunting today, hide for a day, at most I will bleed..."

Wu Lao San, who was cautious by nature, was about to return to the cave. A purple fire came from far away and landed on his head.

Wu Lao San didn't even scream, and he was reduced to ashes in an instant.

Roar!

A corpse roar came from the cave. Without the restriction, the silver-shining corpse rushed out of the cave and followed the smell of blood to find food.

Swish!

Another flame fell, and the corpse turned into ashes silently.

In the distance.

Xuanji exclaimed: "Mr. Qin, your fire method is very exquisite."

Qin Qiong smiled and said: "I have gained a lot in recent days."

Zhou Yi's Yin Shen Night Tour realm is perfect, and he has tried to step into several kinds of Yin Fire, and his understanding of the Sitting Fire Divine Power is deepening.

The Disha Divine Power is not just a magic spell. When practicing, it will be learned by analogy, and many related methods will be beneficial.

For example, the Sun Covering Divine Power, after the completion of Zhou Yi's divination ability, greatly increased. When practicing the Sitting Fire Divine Power, the understanding of the method of controlling fire is gradually deepened. If there are more magical methods related to fire in the future, the practice will definitely progress rapidly. 、

"So that's it."

Xuanji's eyes were dark, and his expression could not be seen to change. He was more and more curious about Qin Qiong's origin.

Others could not see the mystery of the fire method, and only thought that Qin Qiong had a strong magic power and it was easy to crush a sixth-grade demon cultivator. In Xuanji's soul induction, every time Qin Qiong used fire magic, there was a subtle fluctuation, as if it was similar to the demon clan's talent for controlling fire.

As if it was like an arm, it was natural.

Xuanji privately deduced Qin Qiong's origin, but the result was chaotic, and there was some kind of magic to cover it up, so he couldn't get much useful information.

The group of people were all top three masters, and they escaped thousands of miles away while talking. Under the leadership of Master Cao, they saw nine mountains surrounding from afar, like nine open fingers, wrapping the valley in the middle.

As they got closer, they could see clearly that the sky was filled with gray clouds, rolling and turning into various demon forms.

"The evil clouds are gathering and forming. How many lives have been killed?"

A spiritual master asked: "Master Xuanji, is this really a place where a demon lives alone, and not a demon sect's base?"

"Don't worry, that demon will not escape today!"

Xuanji glanced at Zhou Yi without leaving a trace, thinking that a mere insect-controlling demon, who had provoked a true immortal, would have no chance of survival.

When they got closer, everyone ran on the ground in the escape light according to the previous discussion.

The Jiulong Mountain was lush and full of vitality, but there were no birds or insects, and the whole mountain forest was filled with dead silence.

When the group climbed over the mountain and entered the Wanchong Valley, the forest disappeared, leaving only endless white bones.

The piles of bones dyed the valley surrounded by the nine peaks pale.

The mountains of skulls and the forests of bones.

There were more than hundreds of thousands of skeletons. Most of them were from fierce beasts such as jackals, tigers and leopards. They were gnawed clean without leaving any blood or flesh. There was no smell. The bone surface was as bright as a work of art.

"This old demon is quite fierce!"

Cao Zhenren murmured, "When I traveled outside the domain, I passed by this place. I felt that it was so fierce that I didn't dare to get close to it."

Du Tou Tuo said, "No matter how fierce it is, can it defeat the four seniors?"

Everyone nodded and agreed with what he said.

"Nine is the extreme of Yang, and the surrounding valley is the extreme of Yin. Everyone should follow what I said and fix the terrain of a mountain and river and activate the Nine Yang Formation Diagram."

Xuan Ji said, "Then Mr. Qin will use the fire method to burn the demon's insect control to 80% or 90% in one fell swoop!"

"Good!"

All the spiritual masters agreed in unison. Fan Wujiu and other first-grade masters occupied one peak, and the other second- and third-grade masters occupied six peaks, and each of them activated the Nine Yang Formation Diagram.

The Nine Yang Formation is not a rare formation. Its function is to condense pure Yang and dissolve the evil spirit.

At this time, it was performed by a master of spiritual cultivation. The majestic pure Yang energy surged, and the evil clouds in the air quickly melted, and the temperature in the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects rose sharply.

Qin Qiong no longer concealed his tracks, soared into the air, and spit out endless purple-red true fire.

The true fire fell, and everything was burned, and it spread throughout the valley in an instant.

The blazing flames rushed up to the sky, and the sky burned red, as if the sun was setting over the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects, and clouds rose from the sky.

…

In the center of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects.

A dilapidated temple was erected, with air leaking on all sides. No one had repaired or worshipped it for many years.

The temple did not enshrine the mountain god, but an evil god with a worm head and a human body, sitting cross-legged on the throne. The throne was composed of golden silkworms, blood mosquitoes, earth locusts, flying centipedes, and phantom butterflies. The strange insects were connected head to tail, and they looked evil.

This insect god was the scorpion ghost.

The clone was thousands of miles away, avenging his disciples in the Dragon Cavalry Army tent, while the original was still cultivating in the Valley of Insects.

The stone statue trembled slightly, gradually manifesting into a flesh body, six pairs of compound eyes opened, and looked up at the sky.

"I am uneasy, what happened?"

The scorpion ghost muttered to himself. He had already cultivated the way of controlling insects to the peak, and was only a step away from the super-grade. However, the gap between immortals and mortals was like a chasm. He relied on the body of a spirit insect to survive for thousands of years, but he was still standing still.

The way of taming beasts belongs to the side door, and the way has been cut off. Only relying on immortal pills and immortal plants can make a breakthrough.

This time, he is willing to go out to help Dashun. Revenge for his disciple is only one of the reasons. Xu Ye is willing to tell him the news of the immortal plant.

The scorpion ghost divination deduction, there is no change in the secret of heaven, but the warning of the mind cannot be false. In order to avoid accidents, he must cast a spell to escape underground.

As a result, the method of escaping underground failed. The terrain is as hard as steel, and even the earth locust talent cannot break it.

"Sure enough, there is a change!"

At this moment, the scorpion ghost only felt that the temperature rose rapidly, and the yang energy filled the Wanchong Valley, followed by the arrival of the sky full of true fire.

"Damn it!"

The scorpion ghost thought, and endless flying insects drilled out from the bones in the valley, soaring into the sky to form a formation.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Crackle...

The buzzing sound of flying insects and the explosion of insect corpses intertwined and continued.

Under the blessing of the Nine Yang Formation, the power of the sky-wide true fire surged, and the hastily responding strange insects were no match at all. Large tracts of them turned into ashes.

In a short moment, the strange insects accumulated for thousands of years were burned by a fire.

The scorpion ghost let out a long roar, and hundreds of thousands of strange insects attached to the flesh, turning into five-colored armor. A cloud of insects rose under his feet, and he rushed into the sky against the sky-wide true fire.

"How dare you deceive me like this, do you really think this seat..."

Before he finished speaking, the scorpion ghost saw Qin Qiong who was setting fire in front of him, and nearly twenty or so spiritual masters around him.

"I have no grudges against you... If I disturb you, I will come to your door to apologize later!"

The scorpion ghost did not give everyone time to react, and the insect armor broke into pieces, and the insect head and human body also turned into fragments, fleeing in all directions.

One-on-one, one-on-two, or even one-on-three or four, the scorpion ghost still has the courage to fight. Now there are four first-grade, plus a dozen upper third-grade, and they were ambushed by others, and their strength was reduced by 70% to 80%.

The scorpion ghost is not a real insect brain, so it is better to run away.

Hiding in the scattered insect swarm, the scorpion ghost first chose the direction of a second-grade Taoist and a third-grade general.

Zhang Cheng activated the soul-chasing talisman, knowing that the scorpion ghost was rushing towards him, but deliberately pretended not to know, and when it got close, he gave it a hard blow.

Who would have thought that the general next to him was a straightforward person, and he also sensed the approach of the scorpion ghost. Thinking of the bloody disaster not long ago, his mood suddenly became nervous.

He immediately activated his true energy, his body suddenly swelled up, his muscles coiled, and he manifested the appearance of Fang Tian Huaji, grabbed it in his hand, and accurately bombarded the scorpion ghost in the insect swarm.

"???"

The scorpion ghost looked puzzled, but reacted quickly. He changed his insect body and went to another direction.

"Fortunately, Lao Zhang changed his path. His brain was not trained into muscles!"

Zhang Cheng secretly thought it was a pity. He looked at the general with contempt, waved his hand to draw the true fire, and burned and cleaned up the fleeing flying insects.

The general was not ashamed, but smiled happily.

"Xuan Ji Zhenren is a divine fortune teller!"