Chapter 167 166. Mo Yun
One word from God is worth a thousand words.

When the families whose children were eaten by the fish-tiger monster learned that their dead children would be reborn in their families again, they cried for joy.

Xu Qing silently accepted the kneeling of the crowd, no emotion visible on his face.

His words pretending to be Jiazi God are naturally false.

Now that the three realms are separated, only cultivators who have mastered certain special magical powers can enter the underworld and leave the netherworld. As for deciding on reincarnation, it is even more impossible for such a matter to be decided by his single word.

But the world is too bitter, and we always need some kind of sustenance. It is better to live a false life than to be immersed in pain for the rest of our lives.

Before leaving.

Xu Qing asked the villagers for the head of the statue.

Through the vision of his divine pupil, he discovered that the material of this stone was not ordinary and had a hint of spirituality. Compared to some earth-attributed spiritual materials, it was considered a medium to low-quality spiritual material.

King Shensha, King Hundred Demons Frog and the unknown crab monster were all in the river. Xu Qing and Luo Yufei rode on the water-avoiding beasts left outside the village and returned to the river.

Then someone I knew came over to me.

He is Chen Haodong, who is listed as the left and right Sheti star officials under Kang Jinlong together with Luo Yufei.

Chen Haodong, dressed in a black robe trimmed with gold, hovered above the river where Xu Qing and the other man were heading. He had an air of power and an appearance of natural nobility.

"Why are you here?" Luo Yufei raised his eyebrows.

Chen Haodong was not surprised that he could find him. The demon hunters of the Arctic Exorcism Institute could use the token to locate the demon hunters of the same or lower level.

He was wondering why Chen Haodong came.

Chen Haodong looked indifferent: "Of course I came here to exorcise demons and monsters."

Luo Yufei snorted coldly: "You'd better stay in the city and don't cause trouble for others. Could it be that you have forgotten what happened last time so quickly?"

Chen Haodong's face turned pale when he heard this: "Last time, that monster just attacked me without moral principles, and I was unable to react in time."

"An unethical sneak attack?" Luo Yufei sneered.

Xu Qing's expression looked a little strange when he heard this.

Analyzing from the words, the situation should be a fight with demons. Since it is a fight with demons, what morality is there to talk about?

"Little Taoist priest." Chen Haodong noticed Xu Qing's gaze, "I heard that you have a way to find those water demons who have acquired the flood disaster energy?"

Xu Qing nodded.

"But is there a connection between the flood disaster energy used?"

This is actually true, but Xu Qing noticed the hostility in the other party's tone and said indifferently: "What does it matter whether it is or not?"

Chen Haodong's eyes showed a stern look: "How do you talk like that?"

Xu Qing still looked calm and composed: "Of course, the lips touched each other and the sound came from the throat. Could it be that Master Chen still wants to teach me how to speak?"

Only when he said the last sentence did a hint of sharpness appear.

"Hand over the flood disaster energy." Chen Haodong's face became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "You, a cultivator of the third realm, are not suitable to participate in this operation of strangling the fourth realm monster."

Luo Yufei frowned tightly.

Does this guy Chen Haodong really have no self-awareness at all?
Since he knew about the flood disaster, Chen Laohei must have reported it to the government office, and he should have some understanding of the battle with Zhu Polong.

How dare you ask a master who can defeat a master in the fourth realm with his third realm to give up his flood disaster energy and even say that he is not suitable to participate in the operation of strangling the fourth realm monster?

Moreover, although the disaster energy of floods and waterlogging is no different from poison to ordinary people and some cultivators, if it is refined in the right way, it can also be a rare treasure from heaven and earth.

He would not hand it over casually.

Xu Qing was not angry after hearing this. After all, he had been practicing in the Taoist temple on the mountain for more than eight months, so he could remain calm even when encountering a fool.

"Whether I am suitable or not is not something that can be questioned by some random people. It is my strength that speaks for itself."

"You said so, Lord Luo."

Luo Yufei met Xu Qing's gaze and said with a smile: "Of course, I think Taoist Jingdu is very suitable."

Chen Haodong's face darkened as he saw Xu Qing and Luo Yufei not taking him seriously at all, and anger rose in his eyes:
"Do you know who I am?"

"Then do you know who I am?" Xu Qing retorted.

Chen Haodong frowned.

Although he is a disciple of Yuanfu Temple and has some skills, he is just a small Taoist priest. Who gives him the confidence to speak to him in such a tone?
etc.
Did Luo Yufei just call this young Taoist priest "Master Jingdu"?
Are you from the "Jing" generation in Yuanfu Temple?

Xu Qing looked at Chen Haodong's changing expression and shook his head.

It seems that I was just being too sentimental.

I had thought that given his status as the head disciple of Yuanfu Temple, his portrait should have long been placed on the desks of various people in charge of the imperial court and the Beiji Exorcism Institute.

Unexpectedly, once he left Huai'an Prefecture, few people knew him.

Chen Haodong was silent for a moment and said, "From my observation of your bone age, you should not be over twenty years old. Even if you are a disciple of the 'Jing' generation of Yuanfu Temple, I don't believe you can face off against a fourth-level great demon head-on."

His tone wasn't as aggressive as before, but it wasn't much better either.

Xu Qing's eyes flashed: "What do you want to do, Lord Chen? Our business is urgent, and we don't have the leisure time to accompany you to fool around here."

Nonsense?

Chen Haodong's face darkened: "Let's have a sparring match. Let me see your strength."

Just when Xu Qing was about to refuse outright, Chen Haodong took something out of his storage bag and said, "I have a black cloud from the master of painting. Regardless of whether I win or lose, it will be my apology for my impoliteness this time."

"But if you lose, you need to hand over the flood disaster energy!" Xu Qing looked at it carefully.

But I saw a dark black cloud floating in the palm of Chen Haodong's hand. The black cloud kept rolling, looking heavy and condensed, but it had a sense of elegance.

Chen Haodong felt a little painful when he took out this black cloud as an apology.

But the flood disaster energy was useful to him, and he had to get it. Otherwise, he would not have chased after it immediately after getting the news.

A black cloud painted by a great painter is less valuable than a flood disaster aura, but it is more practical.

Xu Qing's eyes lit up.

He was indeed a wealthy man. He took out a painting of everyone's black cloud without blinking an eye.

This time when he went out, he finally realized a problem——

I still lack a vehicle!
Although there is a magic horse talisman, it can only increase speed; you still have to run yourself.

As for using Yuan Qi to fly or controlling the clouds, the consumption is a bit too high for him at the moment. It's okay for traveling in an emergency, but it's not suitable for daily use.

The black cloud that Chen Haodong took out came from a master of Confucianism, Taoism and painting, and was as famous as the Taoist cloud-controlling technique.

And this black cloud can be further refined.
If he could find the right materials, Xu Qing could use Taoism to refine this black cloud into special moving clouds such as thunder clouds, rain clouds, wind clouds, etc.

This type of special cloud can not only be used as a vehicle, but also has both offensive and defensive capabilities. It is definitely an excellent comprehensive magical weapon.

"Okay." Xu Qing agreed immediately.

If someone brings a treasure to his door, he has no reason to turn it away.

So the two of them kept their distance on the river and got into position.

"You have to be more patient and don't kill him. Chen Haodong is the descendant of the Zhenbei King family." Luo Yufei vibrated his spiritual consciousness and transmitted the sound secretly.

"Because of his status, he often looks down on others, even other children of the royal family. But he is not a bad person."

King of Zhenbei?
One of the eight powerful princes of the Great Sheng Dynasty?

A hint of surprise flashed across Xu Qing's eyes. Dasheng had established nine important towns in the north, using strategic locations to control the barbarians and demons outside the Great Wall.

For example, outside Shanhaiguan, there were a large number of monsters lurking between the White Mountains and Black Waters. At the same time, witchcraft was prevalent there, and humans and monsters lived together, posing a powerful threat to Dasheng.

The King of Zhenbei is one of the supreme beings who rules over the nine important towns in the north. The other one is "Zhenwu", one of the four saints of the North Pole Exorcism Institute.

Chen Haodong glanced at Luo Yufei. Luo Yufei did not hide his little action from him, but he could not hear what he said specifically.

"Can we start?" Chen Haodong's hand flashed and a brush appeared in his hand.

Xu Qing put away other distracting thoughts: "Come on."

Chen Haodong nodded: "Don't accuse me of bullying the weak. I will not use the power of heaven and earth in this competition."

The fourth realm is characterized by the initial interaction with heaven and earth and the activation of the power of heaven and earth.

Chen Haodong waved the brush in his hand, and ink splashed out. When it flew in the air, it turned into a group of gray wolves running towards Xu Qing.

"Drawing the Tao?"

Confucian practice places the most emphasis on the meaning of the classics, which is the great way. But besides the great way of the classics, there is also the way of poetry, the way of chess, the way of playing the zither, and the way of painting.

Chen Haodong follows the Confucian approach to painting.

Moreover, he is a painter of the fourth realm. Only a painter of the fourth realm can break free from the shackles of canvas and scroll, use the world as a canvas, and freely splash ink and paint.

Xu Qing's mind moved.

The Jiaxu God appeared in front of him, wearing a suit of armor made of iron leaves, a belt with a golden beast face around his waist, two bronze heart guards on the front and back, and two purple gold sky-shaking hammers in his hands.

"Taoist soldiers? The Taoist can produce divine generals after refining Qi on the first level, which is not bad." Although he said it was not bad, there was a flash of disappointment in Chen Haodong's eyes.

If that's all, do we really have the strength to defeat the four realms' great monsters?

He knew about Chen Laohei's report, but he didn't believe it. The gap between the fourth realm and the third realm was not comparable to that between the second realm and the third realm.

What's more, one is just entering the third realm, and the other is a great demon in the fourth realm. The gap between the two is equivalent to two major realms!

The Jiaxu God’s two hammers collided.

Roar! Tremor! Cracks suddenly appeared in the void, and the black wolf running forward was cut into pieces, breaking into strands of black marks.

Chen Haodong's face changed.

No, this is not an ordinary Taoist soldier!

Chen Haodong's ink pen continued to draw, and a sky full of ink-colored circular slashes flew out. With a loud "bang", the river surface centered on Chen Haodong collapsed.

The inky black circular blade light was like a storm, slicing through the surface of the river and rushing towards Jiaxu God and Xu Qing.

"It seems that Lord Chen is still quite capable and not such a fool." Xu Qing lowered his head and met the pupils of a black dragon under the water.

It was an open attack, but the real killing move was this black dragon, and it was coming towards me.

The moment our eyes met,
The black dragon under the water suddenly rose up, stuck out its head, and opened its big mouth full of fangs, but what greeted it was a Ruyi trident that pierced its head.

The black dragon shattered into a pool of ink.

On the other side, the two hammers of Jiaxu God collided, creating cracks that blocked the surging sword light.

"The second one?" Chen Haodong's eyes flickered strangely. How many of these things that looked like Taoist soldiers but weren't Taoist soldiers did this little Taoist priest have?

(End of this chapter)