Chapter 274.
At nightfall, the ancient shrine in the deserted village.
Inside the house, a bonfire was set up, and the firewood was burning brightly, illuminating this ancestral hall that had been abandoned for an unknown number of years.
The kettle hanging over the bonfire was steaming, and a faint scent of tea wafted through the air.
Wang Chen pinched his hand and pulled out a ball of boiling water from the kettle.
In the next moment, this ball of boiling water was divided into two, and fell into two teacups respectively.
The tea leaves in the cups swirled, and the tea soup changed from clear to green in an instant, without splashing out half a bit of water.
The old Taoist sitting opposite Wang Duan cupped the teacup and took a sip, exclaiming, “What a good tea!”
He gave a thumbs up at Wang Chen, “Fellow Daoist’s technique is even better!”
This hand of Wang Dust’s appeared to be ordinary, but in reality, without practicing the Art of Harnessing Objects to the realm of pure perfection, one would never be able to do it with such ease.
If you really want to say it, Wang Chuan’s process of splitting the water and brewing the tea just now had a few hints of Taoism in it!
What the old Taoist admired most was Wang Chen’s youth.
Because he was young, he was rare!
“Elder is flattered.”
Wang Chen smiled and raised his cup, “Thank you for answering my questions, this cup of tea is my toast to senior!”
The immortal old Taoist in front of him was a cultivator he met on his way today.
Since they had the same destination, the two of them traveled together.
At night, they stayed in a deserted village at night.
The old Taoist was surnamed Jia, with a cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Practicing, claiming to be an inner disciple of the Pill King Valley, and had come out to search for life-extending items.
The Pill King Valley was also a cultivation sect in the Tianyun Mountain Range.
Although it was small and not very strong, most of the Pill King Valley disciples were skilled in the arts of dan and medicine, and did not like to fight with others, so it had a very good reputation and was quite respected.
Pill King Valley disciples traveling outside, even if it is a pirate cultivator will not easily kill.
Moreover, Pill King Valley disciples who dared to walk alone in the outside world often possessed great skills and could not be underestimated!
This Jia Taoist had a wide range of knowledge and talked wittily, and Wang Chen had heard a lot of anecdotes about the Mountain and Sea Realm from him.
It was only right to honor him with a cup of spirit tea.
“Well said.”
Daoist Jia smiled as he drank the tea in his cup.
He had just put down the teacup when he heard Wang Chen say, “This tea has been drunk and the words have been said, so I’ll send senior on his way!”
Jia Daoist’s heart and mind shook, and his originally cloudy and dull eyes steeply revealed a stern aura.
His whiskers flared and he immediately shouted angrily, “What is the meaning of this, Daoist friend?”
At the same time as issuing the question, the old Taoist’s withered hands and fingers suddenly became sharp like eagle claws, and a black shadow leapt out from under his green-gray robe.
Like a poisonous snake, it pounced towards Wang Chen with lightning speed!
Within the originally peaceful and tranquil shrine, killing opportunities suddenly rose.
However, right at this moment, a large net appeared out of nowhere and fell towards Daoist Jia.
The Heavenly Luo Evil Execution Net!
Although his reaction was extremely fast, Wang Chen’s strike was equally not slow.
With both sides close at hand, Daoist Jia had no time to dodge and was covered solidly by this net!
“Ah~”
He immediately let out a mournful scream, his body convulsing and his eyes bared.
The black shadows extending out from under his robes were like snow that had met the blazing sun, rapidly melting away without a trace.
At the same time, a trace of grayish-black smoke was forcibly extracted from Daoist Jia’s body and absorbed by the Evil Execution Net.
Wang Chen grew up and looked down condescendingly at Daoist Jia, who was collapsed on the ground and struggling to die, “A Pill King Valley cultivator shouldn’t be enslaved by an evil spirit, do you have any last words?”
The other party’s identity as a Pill King Valley disciple should be true.
But the entry into evil was also conclusive!
In fact, the first time he saw Daoist Jia, Wang Chen felt that there was something wrong with the aura the other party was exuding.
This keen intuition came from both his powerful divine soul and the experience gained from killing countless evil spirits!
It was useless for Daoist Jia to disguise himself any better.
The reason why Wang Chen didn’t strike at the first time to finish him off was just to find the best time to strike.
It was the same as the other party wanting to “eat” him!
The evil spirit hidden inside Daoist Jia was undoubtedly very cunning, but in front of the Evil Execution Net, even if it had a million cunning tricks, it would still be in vain, and it wouldn’t be able to run away.
“I, want, you, to, die!”
Jia Daoist curled up and did his best to raise his head, his entire face twisted beyond recognition, looking exceptionally hideous.
“Wrong answer.”
Wang Chen tightly grasped the Evil Punishing Net, and the might of this strange object abruptly erupted.
The speed of evil power extraction accelerated by at least ten times!
“Ah!”
Daoist Jia could no longer withstand it, his skin cracked in pieces and he screamed miserably as he turned into ashes.
Wang Chen didn’t follow the past, withdrawing the Evil Punishing Net at the last moment and then beheading him with his flying sword.
In this way, he gained human virtue.
Because he wasn’t sure what kind of cards Daoist Jia possessed, without a hundred percent certainty, using the Evil Punishing Net to directly exterminate was the most correct choice.
Previously, Wang Chen had almost suffered a loss, so now he was cautious when dealing with cultivators who had entered evil.
In the end, apart from the transformed spiritual energy absorbed by the Evil Punishing Net, he had no other gains.
But Wang Chen didn’t care.
Along the way, he had encountered quite a few evil spirits and met more than one or two evil cultivators.
Daoist Jia was just one of them.
Putting away the Evil Execution Net, Wang Chen sat down again and poured himself a cup of tea to slowly savor it.
In fact, this Jia Daoist is quite interesting, and the feeling of communicating with the other party is very good.
Nay, having entered evil, he is no longer a human being.
When the long night was long, there would be no one to spend it with Wang Dust.
Early the next morning, he left the deserted village where he camped.
Continuing on the road.
Wang Dust’s next stop was the City of Ten Thousand Cultivations.
He traveled by night and day, taking three days to run the last leg of the road and arrive at the City of Ten Thousand Cultivations.
Although Wang Chuan’s storage bag held a dozen or so flying magic weapons.
However, for him, a small Qi Practicing Cultivator, to fly on a magic weapon in the barbaric lands of the Outer Regions was definitely asking for trouble.
Many demon birds have a strong concept of territory, once the airspace appeared “intruder”, they will often immediately launch an attack, expel the other party or kill.
Unless the intruder’s strength far exceeds theirs.
In the face of such a demonic bird, the combat power of qi cultivators is not worth mentioning.
The prudent use of flying magic weapons was a valuable lesson that countless cultivators had summarized from their adventures in the outer regions!
In such a situation, Wang Chen more often than not ran in the true sense of the word.
Running with the Shadowless Divine Walk!
Hard work was hard work, and it was relatively much safer.
All this way, Wang Chuan hadn’t even encountered any real danger, and it was directly related to this prudence and caution of his.
And in front of him, a lofty city appeared.
Wanxiu City!
Ten Thousand Cultivation City was famous in Wang Chen’s Cangzhou, especially amongst the casual cultivators, this immortal city had a special status.
It was said that no one who hadn’t been to Wanxiu City could be considered a true casual cultivator!
Wanxiu City was 30,000 miles away from Yunyang’s hometown, and Wang Chuan had never been here before, so this time he wanted to take a good look at this legendary city of loose cultivators.