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Chapter Thirteen: Ten Ghosts Pulling the Blood Coffin

The two of them went back and forth, drinking happily all night, and still felt that they were still unfulfilled.

"By the way, you and I are in a similar mood. I haven't asked my little brother's name yet!"

The woman covered her mouth with her hands: "You can call me Xian'er."

At this time, the rooster sang the world.

Xian'er reluctantly gave up and pointed gently behind Lu Yuan.

"Hey, there is a monster behind you!"

"Where are the monsters?"

Lu Yuan suddenly turned around, and there was a lot of empty space behind him. When he looked back, the fairy had disappeared.

Lu Yuan looked down and saw that a gilded storage bag was left on the ground.

When I opened it, I found that in addition to a large number of top-grade foundation-building pills, there are also various expensive talismans and elixirs.

There is also a note with a strong tulip smell: Ganjun hotpot seafood is treated with kindness, and now there are these vulgar elixirs to give you, and you will be so happy to see the fairy...

These elixirs are much stronger than the foundation-building pills he had before, and they rushed to the late stage of foundation-building.

Hurry!

At this moment, the vibration of a wooden kite sounded behind him, and the wooden kite was spinning around Lu Yuan skillfully.

It turned out that this woman was very considerate and knew that Lu Yuan had little skills and could not fly too far, so she left this wooden kite for him to carry.

Lu Yuan caresses the wooden kite gently, and feels an inexplicable melancholy in his heart...

"Hey, I'm just a executioner at the bottom of the pyramid. How can a girl really make friends with me? I'd better work honestly."

Before he knew it, he fell asleep leaning against the threshold.

In the dream, Lu Yuan unknowingly came to a place like hell.

There are mountains of corpses and blood everywhere here.

Blood is spread all over the sky.

Hell fire burned everywhere, hell magma continued to gush underground, the world was like purgatory, and humans were howling in despair.

Demon Suppression.

Fairy.

Human beings...

Wuguo.

...All those who Lu Yuan knew and loved were killed in battle...

In front of Lu Yuan, there were ten fierce ghosts who were thriving in the sky and earth, pulling blood-colored coffins.

The lid of the coffin slowly opened, and a mysterious figure floated out of the coffin.

The figure was vague, and could not even see whether it was a man or a woman. Even his voice was rising or falling, and he could not tell whether it was a man or a woman.

The figure floated in front of Lu Yuan like a ghost.

"Hehe, Lu Yuan, what you want to conquer next is the Samadhi True Fire. Go and find it quickly..."

The figure smiled and pushed hard. Lu Yuan woke up in horror, feeling cold sweat all over his head.

Nightmare, this must be a terrifying nightmare.

There is something to think about the day and dream about the night.

Perhaps it is because of the pressure of execution recently that I have had such a strange nightmare.

Lu Yuan comforted himself.

However, there is one thing that is very real in the dream, that is, his cultivation has reached a bottleneck. If he wants to break through again, he must refine the true fire of Samadhi.

To put it simply, the fire of eyes, the fire of thoughts, the fire of qi... is the true fire of Samadhi...

To give birth to Samadhi True Fire in your body, you need a large amount of fire-attribute elixirs!

And this kind of pill is even more difficult to deal with than the foundation-building pill.

Just as he was concentrating on his mind.

The gray-white pigeon suddenly swept down from the air, exploded on its head, turning into a gray talisman.

I saw a gray light spewing out from the talisman, turning into a tall and majestic figure.

The figure turned to Lu Yuan and scolded loudly: "The executioner Lu Yuan, go quickly to Yan Ming, the devil-suppressing envoy..."

The Demon Suppression Division is located in the heart of "Heianjing", and is an important part of the capital and has strict security.

One of them was in charge of the case, named Ye Qingkong.

It is said that this person's cultivation has reached...the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul.

There are thirteen demon-suppressing envoys under the control of the case, and their cultivation is all in the realm of the Golden Pill.

The duties of these demon-suppressing envoys are to arrest demons, supervise the court and the country, search for dragons and explore secrets, draw talismans and chant spells, hold rituals and sacrifices, and support this chaotic world.

The first level of official position is to crush people to death. The demon-suppressing master is so awesome, let alone the demon-suppressing envoy, who is already a strong man at the top of the pyramid.

Lu Yuan did not dare to neglect, so he quickly walked towards the official residence where Yan Ming was.

"Lu Yuan, the executioner of a low-ranking position, came to retaliate against the devil-suppressing envoy, Lord Yan!"

The tall man sitting on the Taishi Chair looked displeased: "Lu Yuan, why do you have no idea of ​​time?"

Demon-suppressing envoy Yan Ming.

Lu Yuan's immediate boss...

At the same time, he is also one of the thirteen demon-suppressing envoys in the Demon Suppressing Division.

Yan Ming wore a black plate hat, a belt hanging on his waist, and a strange creature embroidered on his brocade python robe - "Win Fish".

The legendary Winning Fish is a strange creature: this fish has wings and its sound is like a mandarin duck. It does not appear easily, but once it appears, there will be a terrifying flood.

The costume of this kind of demon-suppressing envoy is also called "fish-winning suit". People wearing this kind of "fish-winning suit" are a "symbol of terror and majesty in the hearts of the people and officials.

"Yan Ming, the demon-suppressing envoy in charge of the punishment room, is the son of the Grand Master Yan of this dynasty, nicknamed Little King of Hell. He relies on his family's power to occupy the position of a demon-suppressing envoy. He has a big golden sword all day long, and is awesome, that's awesome!"

Lu Yuan felt sorry for his heart, but his face was neither humble nor arrogant.

Yan Ming's finger tapped the table gently and looked at Lu Yuan deeply: "Lu Yuan, I'm a little curious. With your tiny ritual, it is logically impossible to resist the temptation of the charming fox! Could it be that there is any secret treasure hidden in you..."

Yan Ming's drooping triangular eyes suddenly emitted a cold and vicious cold light, as if he wanted to see through Lu Yun's bones.

Lu Yuan's heart skipped a beat...

He made great calculations and was careful everywhere, and finally, he ignored the most critical point...

That is - the Demon Suppression Department has established "files" for each executioner.

A prisoner has detailed records of every business trip and growth from birth to now.

According to the Demon Suppression Department, this is called backup!

His combat power has increased too quickly, which will definitely arouse suspicion from internal investigators of the Demon Suppression Division.

Once those guys are suspected, what is waiting for Lu Yuan will be unimaginable torture.

Lu Yuan's mind was swift, and he thought of hundreds of ways to deal with Yan Ming in an instant.

He calmed down and replied loudly: "I reported to the Demon Suppression Envoy, I have been practicing the Heart Sutra of Buddhism for a while recently. This is why I can resist the temptation of those evil spirits. If you don't believe it, I will recite it for you. When Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara practices deep Prajna Tarami, he will see that the five aggregates are empty..."

"roll."

Yan Ming was most annoyed by the Buddhist scriptures, so he kicked Lu Yuan out with one kick.

He temporarily confused Yan Ming's level, and Lu Yuan let out a long sigh.

After leaving Yan Ming's official residence, he did not go to the sutra room, but secretly recited the "Huangquan Mantra"...

A gust of cold wind like a knife blew by.

Ao Wuchang appeared in front of Lu Yuan with a smile: "Hehe, what happened to Brother Lu today? He arrested me early in the morning?"
Chapter completed!
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