Chapter 442 The restless demon
In the suburbs of Wanyuzong, Taoist Court, and Yanshengmai, in a forest.
Chu Ziyu kept walking in the forest, looking a little anxious and unable to calm down.
He did not enter the sect through the traditional way, but was picked up by Chu Jeff and adopted as a secret guard, and was trained by his own son.
Therefore, even though he is over a hundred years old, he has only returned to the clan a handful of times.
His understanding and contact with the sect was limited to spending time with his father in the outer sect, Yansheng Yilineage, or going for a walk at the Demon-Suppressing Peak every time he returned to the sect.
Accustomed to being a child of an enclave family, he always has some fear and yearning for sacred places such as Wanyu Sect, making it difficult for him to regard himself as his disciple.
Seven years ago, after the bad news about their father came, their family began to decline.
Although there are still a few colleagues in the clan, they went deep into deep dive after my father's death, and no one knows each other's identity, so they are far behind in the end.
A few days ago, he suddenly received news that a sect leader-level senior had taken over as his father, so he rushed back.
It happened that the sect had a group of divine kings leading a team back to the sect, so he hitched a ride.
Now that he had only returned to his clan for a day, he received another request to leave, which made him a little uneasy.
She hopes that the senior who will replace her father can lead the Chu family to rise, but she is also worried that this senior of the sect will be difficult to get along with and difficult to serve.
Amid such entangled conflicts, time slowly came to early morning.
Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and Chu Ziyu was startled.
After taking a closer look, he was stunned for a moment and subconsciously exclaimed: "Father?"
"Ahem!"
Wang Zijia, who was barely nineteen years old, suddenly had such a cheap eldest son who was over a hundred years old. He couldn't hold back for a while and coughed a few times.
During the fluctuation of his breath, a special bead appeared from the top of his head, and Wang Zijia's figure changed from Chu Jiefu to a devil boy.
This bead is the prosthesis that Wang Zijia used to burn Chu Jiefu's corpse and extracted all the breath, cause and effect, etc. using the technique of prosthesis.
In fact, if it wasn't a dead person, or someone who had been dead for a long time, it wouldn't be so troublesome to use it.
There is no living thing that cannot be solved by one grain of seed demon spirit light. If one grain fails, just use another grain!
"I have seen the Master of the Demon Boy Hall!" The change in Wang Zijia's figure made Chu Ziyu come back to his senses in an instant, and he immediately greeted him.
Wang Zijia nodded calmly, and the beads re-entered the body, returning to Chu Jiefu's body shape.
This is a middle-aged man, with broad shoulders, tall chest muscles, a strong build, and eight feet tall.
The sharp contrast is that he has a slightly childish baby face.
His temperament is more refined, and his path of cultivation is still the calligraphy cultivation of Weisheng Mantra!
It can be said that when Wang Zijia reads Chu Jeff's information, he always feels a little uncomfortable and has a strong sense of contrast.
Chu Ziyu looked at Wang Zijia in a daze at this moment, a little dazed.
After Wang Zijia regained his figure, he said to Chu Ziyu, "How is it? Is there anything wrong?"
Chu Ziyu came to his senses slightly, looked at Wang Zijia carefully for a long time, and then said, "Father, have you memorized all the relevant information?"
He didn't directly answer Wang Zijia, but he already gave him the answer.
Looking at the cheap eldest son who was more than a hundred years old in front of him, calling his father every word naturally, Wang Zijia also adapted to his identity and said:
"Then let's set off. The trip will take more than half a month. I need you to help me adapt to this identity along the way."
"My child, please obey your father's instructions!" Chu Ziyu said respectfully.
Wang Zijia: "·······"
Without much effort, he suddenly had a cheap eldest son who was over 100 years old and was at the peak of his drinking career. It was a bit uncomfortable.
Wang Zijia threw the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle into the sky and was about to float up.
Suddenly remembering something, he turned over his hand, took out a pill, and said, "Take it!"
When Chu Ziyu heard this, he was slightly startled, then took the pill without any hesitation and swallowed it in one gulp.
This straightforward move made Wang Zijia raise his eyebrows in surprise and said: "You don't even ask what this is, and you are not afraid that I will harm you?"
Chu Ziyu smiled and said: "My child is relatively clear about the ANBU rules. If my father really wants to harm my child, why should I bother him as your secret guard?"
"Maybe it's to control the poison?" Wang Zijia said.
"My father said so, so I guess it's not the case." Chu Ziyu replied.
It's not that he doesn't care what Wang Zijia does to him, but that as his secret hall master, Wang Zijia really doesn't need to be so troublesome.
As the secret guards of the sect, the Anbu are secret spies like them, and the sect has its own methods.
It's not necessarily about control, it's also about preventing someone from being suddenly arrested after their identity is discovered, or being unable to withstand severe torture.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia gave a rare explanation and said: "This pill is a special detection method of mine, to check the situation in your body."
When Chu Ziyu heard Wang Zijia's explanation, he glanced at Wang Zijia in surprise and said, "Thank you for your concern, my father!"
Listening to Chu Ziyu's father on the left and his father on the right, Wang Zijia realized for the first time that his professionalism was still a bit unqualified.
At least it was really hard for him to suddenly call a strange boss father and do it so smoothly and casually!
It seems that I need to make up for it a little bit along the way!
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At this time, the demonic erosion has been completed.
Name: Chu Ziyu
Spiritual root: middle-grade wood spiritual root
Cultivation: Late stage of wine sacrifice
Daoxing: three hundred years (2 million/2 million)
Dao Ji: Sixth Grade
Dharma: Smoker's Curse, Tracing and Intercepting Breaths, Uprightness and Preservation of Spirits...
Appropriable value: 2.36 million
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After checking its information, especially searching its various light point weights, and confirming that there were no weird status weights, Wang Zijia felt slightly relieved.
This person has a solid foundation, no worse than some of the monks in the sect who have been at the peak of wine worship for many years. It can be seen that Chu Jeff put a lot of effort into cultivating him.
After confirming that there was no problem, Wang Zijia recovered slightly and said, "Let's go!"
As they spoke, the two of them floated onto the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle one after another.
The jade shuttle shook and turned into a bloody stream of light, flying towards the outside of Wanyu Sect.
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As a small top-grade spiritual weapon, the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle is very fast.
However, as a small flying magic weapon, it has many disadvantages, such as high consumption, no strong defensive light shield, and it cannot fly at high altitudes wantonly.
Otherwise, it would be fine if you don't encounter danger. Once danger occurs, it will really be a big danger.
In today's era, a ferocious beast that survives at a certain altitude is definitely a wilderness overlord!
The two set out from early in the morning, switching to host the jade shuttle, and getting to know each other at the same time. More importantly, Wang Zijia learned about the specific situation of the Changbao Prefecture enclave and the details of the Chu family.
When it was daylight, Wang Zijia and the others had already left the sect, passed through the surrounding very wide family areas, and arrived at the edge of the wilderness.
A very detailed three-dimensional map appeared in front of the two of them. Chu Ziyu looked at the map and said:
"Father, if we follow this route, at our speed, we can get back in about half a month."
Wang Zijia looked at the route marked by Chu Ziyu on the map, shook his head and said, "Change the route and take a detour to the east!"
The Changbaozhou enclave is on the northeast edge of the sect, with the Bone Soul Temple to the north and the Feixian Sect to the east.
The route given by Chu Ziyu almost goes straight to the northeast.
But although there hasn't been much movement in the north these days, Wang Zijia feels that it's better to stay away.
"In this case, our journey may be delayed for twenty days or more!" Chu Ziyu replied.
Wang Zijia looked at the wilderness ahead and said, "Slow down, just slow down, it won't take more than an hour and a half anyway!"
"OK!"
As Chu Ziyu spoke, he planned the route for a moment. After making several adjustments, he finally determined the route forward.
Then he drove the jade shuttle and flew towards the wild jungle at an unhurried pace.
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After entering the wilderness, the flying speed suddenly dropped in order to stay hidden.
A blood-colored book was suspended above the jade shuttle, shrouding the two people in it. The ultimate power of camouflage was activated, and they moved quietly over the forest as if they did not exist.
"Roar!"
"hiss!"
"Hey!"
"······"
While walking quietly, Wang Zijia looked at the various movements in the wilderness and found that there were few peaceful places in the entire wilderness.
Fights broke out everywhere at any time, and there was a constant stream of roars.
The last time I went out was more than a year ago, when I took the Ascended Immortal Dharma Chariot. Although the wilderness was chaotic in my memory, it was definitely not as lively as it is now.
You know, this is still close to the scope of the small families on the edge of the sect.
"Yu'er, is the recent wilderness like this?" Wang Zijia asked with a frown.
Yu'er is Chu Jeff's daily name for Chu Ziyu. Although Wang Zijia is still a little used to it, he is already trying to get used to the fact that he has a cheap eldest son who is over a hundred years old.
If you want to perfectly interpret Chu Jeff's identity, these little things in life are the most critical.
Even though he had a perfect excuse to stay in seclusion for nearly ten years, these things still needed attention.
After all, there are only a few An Zi in the Chu family.
And for the sake of concealment, they did not know each other. During the time when Chu Jeff died, they were silent.
This has been carefully maintained for several generations, and the core purpose is to cultivate an identity that can withstand the inspection of Daqian!
"This has been settled, father. There is still no chaos within the sphere of influence of the sect's subordinates, especially in areas close to the sect." Chu Ziyu looked at the surrounding wilderness and replied:
"In recent months, many wilderness areas have become completely inaccessible. It is like a swarm of demons dancing inside, and many powerful demons have been born."
"Especially in our Changbao Prefecture, as the junction area of the five sects, the surrounding area is in chaos. Recently, many towns bordering the wilderness have begun to experience frequent demonic chaos."
Wang Zijia frowned slightly when he heard this.
In the sect, he heard a lot about demon riots in the wilderness, but that was just news.
As soon as this came out, and after experiencing it personally, I realized clearly that there might be something wrong with the monster in the wilderness, it was too restless!
"Do you know why this is?" Wang Zijia pondered for a moment and asked.
Chu Ziyu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Father, you don't even know about it in the sect. How can the child know? It may be that the evil tide is coming!"
"······"
The two chatted and walked forward quietly.
Because of the concealment technique, the speed cannot be too fast, so he can only move forward slowly.
After moving forward for about an hour, Wang Zijia replaced Chu Ziyu and he began to steer.
In this way, the two of them moved forward for more than half a day.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, when Chu Ziyu changed shifts again, he was sensed by a deformed monster that looked like a bird or an insect. It rushed out of the forest with a pair of mantis blades over two meters long and cut towards the hidden shuttle.
Chu Ziyu's face changed slightly.
Wang Zijia flipped his hand, and a golden seal flew out and grew rapidly, turning into the size of a millstone in the blink of an eye.
The golden seal was like a meteor, knocking the monster flying and pressing it into a mountain far away.
"Boom!"
The huge movement attracted the surrounding ferocious beasts and monsters that were already rioting, and gathered towards the mountain.
Seeing this, Chu Ziyu did not stop moving, quietly accelerated a little, and quickly left that area.
Wang Zijia frowned and glanced in that direction, and ignored it.
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The two of them went back and forth, and occasionally encountered some monsters with strange abilities for various reasons.
Fortunately, in the wilderness near the sect, it is difficult to see monsters in the realm of real people. Therefore, as long as they are not surrounded by monsters, Wang Zijia can easily suppress them.
After traveling for nearly a day, they walked out of the first wilderness area.
When they entered the first first-class dynasty under their jurisdiction, they saw the familiar town, and Wang Zijia and Chu Ziyu both breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
The blood demon jade shuttle shook, turned into a stream of light again, and flew away.
It only took most of the day to pass through the dynasty.
"Stop!" Wang Zijia suddenly said when Chu Ziyu was about to escape into the wilderness again.
Chu Ziyu's expression moved slightly, and he instantly understood Wang Zijia's meaning, drove the jade shuttle flying boat, and landed on a border city below.
This is a city of medium size, with a population of about 200,000 to 300,000.
Of course, for a border city, it is already quite prosperous.
But at this moment, the city was no longer peaceful and tranquil.
Thousands of strange demons were rampaging in the city, with smoke and cries everywhere, and people were infected and went crazy from time to time.
Because it was a mortal city, even if it was a border city, there were not many monks sent by the government to guard it. At this moment, only a few busy low-level disciples could be seen in various places in the city.
Wang Zijia looked at this scene, frowned slightly, waved his hand, and several spears condensed out.
"Go!"
The chopstick-length spear was thrown out by Wang Zijia, and it grew rapidly in the air, and turned into several huge spears in the blink of an eye.
Chu Ziyu saw this and was ready to help.
As a result, the next moment, his pupils shrank slightly.
"Bang Bang..."