When Meng Xuan gave the scholar a nickname "Treasure Basin", someone ignited a divine talisman in the distant dense forest.

Two hours later, two figures finally came to the clouds. The person who ignited the divine talisman started to cry, met the two of them in grievance and cried, "Three Elders, Fourth Elders, you two are finally here. Jiaojiao was bullied. I originally wanted to lead a corpse demon to refine it and enhance my strength, but a wild boy came out halfway, which not only ruined my good deeds, but also injured me..."

This person who ignited the divine talisman was naturally Tu Jiaojiao. After being injured by Meng Xuan's sword energy, she did not stay away, but hid in the deep forest, ignited the divine talisman, and summoned two masters, both of whom were elders of their corpse refining sect, with high cultivation.

After hearing Tu Jiaojiao's words, one of the elders was slightly stunned and said, "I haven't heard of any corpse demons nearby, unless..."

Another elder thought of something, and suddenly grabbed Tu Jiaojiao's arm nervously and said in a lost voice: "Jiaojiao, could you have peeked at grandma's 'hiding corpse score'?"

Tu Jiaojiao didn't expect the elder to react so much. She nodded in a stutter and said, "I... I just want to refine a corpse puppet by myself so that my grandma can look up to me..."

"It's a mess!"

The head stomped his feet heavily and sighed: "That ferocious corpse was discovered by an elder of our corpse refining sect with amazing cultivation two hundred years ago. She personally sealed the corpse hole and buried it in the extreme Yin land. The corpse hidden list says that this corpse evil has been in the yin vein for a hundred years and will directly turn into a corpse king. It is actually a hidden treasure of my corpse refining sect. Now that time is about to come, you have been alarmed in advance. It would be fine if it is okay, but if it is destroyed... that would be a waste of resources!"

"Three Elder, don't scold me, I'm almost dead..."

Tu Jiao said with groaning, pouting his mouth, eyes full of wavy, and tears on his eyelashes, which really makes people feel pity.

The fourth elder couldn't bear it anymore and advised: "Third brother, let's go and take a look. The Taiyin Corpse Evil is extremely powerful. I think even if that kid has a good cultivation level, he doesn't understand the secret techniques of our corpse refining sect, and he may not be able to subdue it. Perhaps the kid has been torn apart by the corpse demon, but the corpse demon is still close. We hurry up and capture it and hand it over to grandma. It is also a great achievement, and it makes up for Jiaojiao's fault!"

"Let's go, no further, let's go!"

At the command of the third elder, he took out a white bone banner from his arms, rolled it in the wind, but it turned into a dark cloud.

The three of them jumped onto the dark clouds and rushed towards Qingshui Village.

"Three Elders and Fourth Elders, are you well prepared? That kid doesn't look big, but his swordsmanship is really terrible!"

Tu Jiaojiao's eyes were bright, and she was a little worried about whether these two elders could take Meng Xuan.

"Hmph, Jiaojiao, do you still doubt the two of us?"

The fourth elder laughed: "After receiving your divine talisman, we both knew that you must have encountered a great enemy. We specially brought all the treasures in the box, not only brought the strongest corpse puppets that we two sacrificed, but also brought his Ten Directions Hell Map. Once sacrificed, we will surround people. Not to mention a young boy, even a top-level true qi realm powerhouse, we must hate us under our hands!"

"That's good, hehe, the two elders are indeed extremely powerful. That kid is unlucky this time..."

Tu Jiaojiao finally let go of her heart, smiled charmingly, and kissed her to hold the arms of the two elders.

"Don't just take revenge!" The third elder said coldly and reminded: "Retrieve the Taiyin Corpse Evil is the key, which is the key to whether our corpse refining sect will rise in the future. In addition, after recovering the Taiyin Corpse Evil, no matter how many people learn about this news, they must silence them all. No matter how much of the Taiyin Corpse Evil is circulated, no matter how much of the Taiyin Corpse Evil is circulated, otherwise there may be trouble!"

"That's easy to deal with. Those who know about this are just the villagers at the foot of the mountain. Just kill them all!"

Tu Jiaojiao said lightly.

The next morning, the iron armor was completed and the villagers sent it. Before wearing the iron armor, Meng Xuan asked the villagers to find a large piece of white linen cloth, mixed with chicken blood, painted runes on the white cloth, and then wrapped the scholar like a mummy, and left the gap of him wrapped in his eyes and mouth. Then he covered the iron armor and wedged it firmly.

Looking at this time, the scholar would look like a corpse demon, but he looked burly, like a general on the battlefield.

The scholar took a look in the bronze mirror and felt quite satisfied. He sighed: "When I was studying, I read that foreign enemies invaded us and violated our mountains and rivers, and I was also in a state of great excitement. I wanted to join the army, wear armor and hold a sword, and fight on the battlefield. But my father slapped me with a slap in the face and went back to my room to study honestly. I thought there was no hope for this life, but I didn't expect that now there is no hope for fame and fortune, but I put on the iron armor!"

Meng Xuan patted his shoulder and said, "Treasure pot, don't be sad. If you are reborn in the future, there is still hope for you to pass the exam!"

The scholar sighed and said, "Young Master Cheng is so kind, but... why do you call the young master as a treasure pot?"

"Haha, since you have become my master, I will naturally give you a new name, which is called Treasure Basin!"

"Uh... Although the young actor is not a real man, he is also a scholar. If he does not change his surname or name, he will not change his name..."

"Okay, okay, you are a corpse demon now. If you still call you Zhu Baoren, wouldn't it be a shame to your reputation?" Meng Xuan smiled and said, "Now you call it Treasure Powder first. After you resurrect in the future, it's not too late to call Zhu Baoren back!"

The scholar was stunned, bowed to Meng Xuanshen, and sighed: "Young Master is still thinking far, so the young master will follow you!"

After the treasure trove of the treasure trove, Meng Xuan was about to say goodbye to Qingshui Village.

However, before leaving, he was still a little worried, fearing that the witch would make a comeback, which would be detrimental to the villagers of Qingshui Village.

The old patriarch smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir, there is a huge Lin clan thousands of miles southeast. The clan has a great master and is powerful. Our Qingshui Village is a family of the Lin clan that has been passed down from here in the future. It is a bit of affinity. It's just that the journey is long. It will take at least ten days for our villagers to walk there. The young man has a profound cultivation level. If he goes along the way, he can send a letter to us. When the Lin clan learns about this, he will definitely send someone to help our Qingshui Village escape this disaster."

"Lin clan?"

Meng Xuan asked about the location in detail, but he was not the same as he did, but he agreed readily.

For him, it was just a small turn, but for the villagers, it was a long journey.

Immediately, the old patriarch wrote a letter, and then branded the famous gift with his hand-made stone stamp, and handed it over to Meng Xuan to send them out of the village.

One person and one corpse left the village, making it easier to walk on the mountain path. Although the mountain path was dangerous, it was tantamount to the two of them, and they walked steadily and at a very fast speed. This is also the reason why the old patriarch asked Meng Xuan to help them deliver the letter. If the villagers delivered the letter themselves, even if they were young and strong, it would take a long time to walk in the mountains. If they encountered any monsters and beasts on the road, they would be a death-lost end and the letter would never be delivered.

After walking for more than ten miles, Meng Xuan suddenly felt something in his heart and looked behind him inexplicably.

After walking for a while, I arrived at a stream. Meng Xuan suddenly said, "Let's rest for a while!"

The treasure troupe said: "Are you tired now? I still have the energy..."

While speaking, he stretched out his arms and legs and seemed to begin to discover the uniqueness of his demon body.

Meng Xuan did not answer, walked to the stream and scooped up a handful of water to wash his face.

At this moment, a clump of grass by the stream suddenly shook gently, as if something was hidden.

"I've discovered you a long time ago, and I still want to escape?"

Meng Xuan suddenly shouted loudly, and the sword sword was instantly taken into his hand. The sword energy was destroyed and he was about to slash out with one sword.

"Sir, don't take action, I'm not an enemy..."

A sudden scream came from the grass and a yellow shadow jumped out.

When I looked at it, I saw it was a weasel over three feet long. I don’t know how many years it had lived. The hair on its head had turned white. A human-like wisdom light was transmitted in its round eyes. On its left hip, there was still a blood mark that had not recovered and was covered with a blood scab. It was obviously frightened by Meng Xuan’s sword, its body trembled slightly, and its eyes were full of fear.

"Ah, a talking weasel?"

The treasure pot was very fresh and a little scared, so he didn't dare to approach, so he hid behind Meng Xuan.

"Where are you? What did you do with us just now?"

Meng Xuan shouted coldly. He had already noticed something behind him, so he deliberately stopped to wash his face.

"Sir, don't blame me. The little demon is named Huang Feng'er. He is a little demon in the mountain. Because he has been incense from Qingshui Village, he has always protected this place. Everyone in the village calls me Huang Xian. He was injured by the woman the day before yesterday. He was powerless to take revenge, but he didn't expect that the gentleman took action, saved the villagers, and avenged the little demon. The little demon was grateful, but he was afraid of the prince's majesty and did not dare to show up to meet..."

Huang Feng'er answered honestly: "Just just now, I saw that my husband was about to leave, so I wanted to thank him in person, but I didn't expect that before I could pluck up the courage to show up, you, you, were discovered by me..."

"Wongxian?"

Meng Xuan was slightly stunned and put away the sword. He did hear from the villagers that a Huangxian was offered to the village.

Although this weasel has become a spirit, it does not harm the villagers on weekdays. Instead, it often displays some small magic to help the villagers solve their problems. Therefore, the villagers support it and call it "Huangxian". Two days ago, the witch came to the village to catch "corpse bait". The Huangxian once stood up to fight against her, but its Taoist movement was really humble, but it was cut with a sword and healed in the forest.

Although it is rare to see monsters being incense by villagers, they are always heard of. When Meng Xuan heard this, he nodded politely to it.

In this case, both sides benefit each other and are not a bad thing.

However, this little monster really doesn’t have much knowledge of Taoism, and he doesn’t even have the ability to transform into a human form, which is far inferior to Qingqiuling.

"You followed me just to thank me?"

Meng Xuan asked Huang Feng'er as if he was smiling.
Chapter completed!