C223 Beast
C223 Beast
The flowing light in the copper mirror seemed to have a life of its own. It actually flowed out from within and circled in front of Zhang Zhengli.
"This is..."
Yang Xuan was a little surprised. He asked Fatty Yuh in a low voice.
"Shh."
The fat man raised a finger at the corner of his mouth and said with a serious expression, "Eldest Senior Brother is currently using the secret technique of Myriad Spirit Sect. It can stimulate the power of the magic treasure, the Spirit Exorcism Mirror, to the greatest extent."
Looking at this middle-aged fat man who always wore a smile on his face being so serious, Yang Xuan perked up and kept quiet to watch.
Within his body, the Black Panther scoffed at this.
"These guys are really stupid. Even the Heavenly Lightning has disappeared, and they are still trying to find my traces. Not to mention these two little cultivators, even if they call out their master, they won't be able to find anything."
Its words were like a prophecy. The flowing light lingered in the air for a long time, but there was no movement. As for Zhang Zhengli, his face was getting paler and paler.
After another five or six breaths of time, he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. With a change of the incantation, the spiritual light on his fingertip dissipated, and the flowing light returned to the copper mirror at an even faster speed.
"Strange."
Zhang Zhengli frowned. His left hand that was holding the Spirit Exorcism Mirror turned slightly white. It was obvious that his heart was in turmoil because he had used too much strength.
"I have already used the Spirit Exorcism Mirror to its limit, but I am unable to sense that sinister aura."
"Eldest senior brother, perhaps it is not in this direction. Why don't we turn around and return?"
Fatty Yuh's expression was hesitant, but there was a trace of joy in the depths of his eyes.
He didn't want to chase after any demonic devils to begin with. Now that he had a legitimate reason to return, he naturally wouldn't let it go. However, due to Zhang Zhengli's influence, he didn't say it out loud.
Zhang Zhengli was stunned on the spot, he lowered his head and thought for a while.
Right at this moment, a sharp roar suddenly came from the mountain range in the distance.
The sound was very long. It seemed to be because there were many mountains. It also had some echoes. It sounded like a giant ape's cry, but also like the cry of a giant eagle.
Zhang Zhengli suddenly raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him with surprise and doubt.
Fatty Yuh instinctively took two steps back with a shocked expression. Yang Xuan was also scared. He frowned and looked forward with narrowed eyes.
When the long roar was heard, there was a burst of intense spiritual pressure that rushed towards them. It was incomparably terrifying, causing all the hairs on their bodies to stand up.
Even the howl from such a long distance was somewhat blurred, but the spiritual pressure still reached such a degree. It could be seen how powerful the owner of the spiritual pressure was.
"What a powerful Demonic Beast! This is merely a small kingdom, and the Spiritual Force is extremely thin. How could there be such an existence?"
Fatty Yuh shivered and cried out in alarm.
Zhang Zhengli's expression was serious as he looked down at the copper mirror. There was still no change on it, and the light was circulating aimlessly. There was no point in pointing at it at all.
"It should be just an ordinary Demonic Beast. It isn't the demonic devil we are looking for."
He heaved a sigh of relief. Judging from the spiritual pressure, it was likely that the three of them wouldn't be able to defeat the owner of the voice with their cultivation base.
Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Is there any difference between a Demonic Beast and a demonic devil?"
When Fatty Yuh heard this, he immediately came forward and explained, "Of course there is a difference. There is something that Fellow Daoist Yang doesn't know, the so-called demonic devil. It is a type of Yin Poison Ghost that is not tolerated by the heaven and earth. Once they are born, if they aren't killed, they will certainly bring chaos to the world. It'll make life difficult for the people, and bones will be everywhere."
"Is it that serious?"
" Of course. "
Zhang Zhengli's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Those evil creatures have a strong desire to kill. There are even some who use the lives of ten thousand creatures as the foundation of their cultivation, seizing their essence to strengthen their own strength. They are extremely cruel."
When he finished speaking, he gritted his teeth again.
Yang Xuan felt much more relieved. After all, what they said had nothing to do with the Black Panther. At least for now, it was like this.
Zhang Zhengli continued, "As cultivators, we should never forget our roots. Those demonic devils are cruel by nature. We must eliminate them as soon as possible. As for the long howl that the Fellow Daoist heard just now, it should be a kind of high grade Demonic Beast. If we don't enter the mountains to provoke them, they won't come out to cause harm to the people."
"So that's how it is. I have been staying in the sect for a long time, and my knowledge is limited. I'm sorry to see the two Fellow Daoist here."
Yang Xuan nodded his head, but he was secretly happy in his heart.
The reputation of this hidden sect disciple could not only be considered as a tiger's skin, but also a tiger's skin. It could also cover up the inadequacies of his knowledge. After all... Even though he had merged with part of Chiang Weisheng's memories, he was still confused about many things. He couldn't compare to these disciples of the sect.
Seeing that Yang Xuan had understood, Zhang Zhengli nodded his head. Then, he patted the storage bag on his waist with one hand, and a paper talisman appeared in his palm.
He pointed out with his finger, and the paper talisman started burning out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of ash that was wrapped in flames.
Strangely, the ash didn't disappear. Instead, it floated in the air and turned into the shape of a bird a moment later.
Zhang Zhengli's lips kept opening and closing as if he was muttering something. After a while, he suddenly shouted and the palm-sized firebird disappeared into the air.
"Sound Transmitting Talisman!"
In Yang Xuan's mind, three big words suddenly jumped out. This was Chiang Weisheng's memory.
The so-called Sound Transmitting Talisman was a method commonly used by cultivators. It could transmit sound from thousands of miles away using special talisman paper. Its speed was extremely fast, and it was the best way to send a message.
When all of this was done, Zhang Zhengli turned around and said, "Alright, I have already reported this matter to the higher ups of the sect. As for how to deal with this matter, we still need to make a decision, but we don't need to worry about it."
"Zhang Fellow Daoist."
Yang Xuan said with some doubt, "Didn't they say that there is a Demonic Beast in this mountain range? Why..."
"Oh, there's something about the Fellow Daoist that I don't know. Recently, it happened to be the time when the disciples of Myriad Spirit Sect went down the mountain to search for spirit beasts. Even if we can't subdue such a powerful spirit beast, there will always be stronger senior brothers who will come and give it a try."
"Subduing a spirit beast?"
Yang Xuan nodded, as if he didn't understand. He thought of Old Li. He had kept spirit insects, which were somewhat similar to them.
Thinking of this, he immediately looked at their waists.
As expected, other than the storage bag, there were also two or three bags hanging from the waists. They looked very similar to the ones Old Li had used before.
If he could subdue some spirit beasts, wouldn't it be of great help to him?
For example, if he encountered any danger, he would also have the help of the Demonic Beast to share the burden...