Chapter 161: Capture Zhu Wen alive (4300 words, please subscribe)


Chapter 161 Chapter 155: Capture Zhu Wen alive (4300 words, please subscribe)

End of October.

The temperature is gradually getting lower, and the autumn wind blows over you, and you may even feel a chill.

Ling Pengyun, who had just watered the spiritual plants in the twelve acres of spiritual fields on the top of the mountain with spiritual rain, felt the cold wind of late autumn blowing by, and his expression moved slightly.

“Counting the days, winter has arrived.”

"After winter comes, it is also the time for the winter bamboo shoots to grow."

"It is time to water the Qingling bamboos at all levels in the mountain with more spiritual rain. In this way, these Qingling bamboos can accumulate more Aura, good for giving birth to winter Bamboo shoots.”

Whether it produces spring bamboo shoots or winter bamboo shoots, it is conceived with the remaining spiritual energy in the body after the bamboo stems are grown. If there is no spiritual energy left in the body, these green spiritual bamboos will not grow. Breed bamboo shoots.

In the spring, more than ten acres of green spiritual bamboos of various grades in the mountains produce spring bamboo shoots. Most of them have exhausted the remaining spiritual energy in their bodies, leaving them with no spiritual energy to support them in growing winter bamboo shoots in winter.

And Ling Pengyun watered these Qingling bamboo shoots with more spiritual rain, which was to use external force to fill the spiritual power in these Qingling bamboo shoots, so that they would have enough spare power to breed Qingling bamboo shoots in winter.

As for using this method, it is impossible to increase the growth speed of Qingling Bamboo.

Each type of spiritual plant has an approximate time for watering spiritual rain. If you water those spiritual plants with spiritual rain too much, it will be counterproductive and cause the roots of the spiritual plants to rot.

Only spiritual plants such as Qingling Bamboo that can "pregnant fruits" can benefit from more spiritual rain watering, but it also needs to be appropriate.

Having an idea, Ling Pengyun took action directly.

Another wave of spiritual rain watered two acres of green spiritual bamboos of various grades in the twelve acres of spiritual fields on the top of the mountain.

As for the ten acres of first-grade low-grade green spirit bamboo halfway up the mountain, the time it takes to water the spirit rain has also increased from half a stick of incense to one stick of incense.

After the beginning of winter.

Lingyun Mountain has a total of twelve acres of green bamboos that are nourished by a lot of spiritual rain every day, and indeed there are many winter bamboo shoots growing there.

Although the number of these winter bamboo shoots is not as large as that of spring bamboo shoots, the number is still considerable.

Without exception, these winter bamboo shoots were dug out of the spiritual field by Ling Pengyun using a spiritual hoe after pushing up the soil to expose the body surface.

For several days in winter, Ling Pengyun dug out a total of about 130 kilograms of winter bamboo shoots of various grades from the twelve acres of spiritual fields where Qingling bamboo was planted.

Although this amount of winter bamboo shoots is not as numerous as the spring bamboo shoots dug up in spring, it is worth noting that at the beginning of spring, Ling Pengyun handed over a batch of spring bamboo shoots to the family, so there is no need to hand over this batch of winter bamboo shoots. Belongs to Ling Pengyun.

This also makes Ling Pengyun’s cold winter a treat, as winter bamboo shoots are the main ingredient in cooking every day.

For example, squab stewed winter bamboo shoot slices, wild beast meat stir-fried winter bamboo shoots, etc.

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Time gradually passed, and a few months passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the new year.

On January 1 of the following year, Ling Pengyun went to Lingyun Small Town as usual to test the spiritual roots of the children in the small town who were eight years old this year.

The number of children who tested their spiritual roots this year is still more than a thousand, but this time, just like last time, Ling Pengyun still failed to detect a single person with spiritual roots among these children.

More than ten days have passed and the Spring Festival has arrived.

In the early morning of this day, after Ling Pengyun had watered the spiritual plants in the mountain with spiritual rain, he walked to the chicken coop where seven Songhua spiritual chickens were kept on the top of the mountain. One by one, the seven chickens in the chicken coop were crawling obediently. The Songhua Ling chickens that were dozing on the ground performed some "weight-measuring techniques" and measured the weight of these Songhua Ling chickens.

"The weight of the seven Songhua Ling chickens is two to seven or eight taels, which is almost the same as the three kilograms of these Songhua Ling chickens at their best quality."

"With such a size, it is time to catch them and give them to Mom and dad are making soup!"

Ling Pengyun muttered secretly.

Except for leaving one male and one female to hatch and eat the eggs in the future, Ling Pengyun used his spiritual power to transform the other five Songhua Spirit Chickens into vines, tied them up, and put them into the beast-control bag around his waist.

After doing this, he activated the Qingye Formation, the protective formation in the mountain, and transformed into a huge light curtain that enveloped Lingyun Mountain, leaving Fengying Peng to look after the house. He braved the cold wind and snow, and walked on his feet The flying eagle flew away from Lingyun Mountain.

Because the speed of the speeding eagle was faster, Ling Pengyun made the speeding eagle cross more than 3,000 miles as soon as the sun set. He entered the city and walked toward Lingxiao's shop.

At this time.

At the entrance of Lingxiao Grocery Store, Ling Xiaohua and Yang Qiuyun, who had been standing there, were looking at the entrance and exit of Fangshi with worried faces, waiting for the arrival of their only son, Ling Pengyun.

But before Ling Pengyun arrived, Zhu Wen, who had a cooperative relationship with Ling Xiao Grocery Store, arrived.

Zhu Wen came and greeted the two of them with a smile. "Fellow Daoist Ling, Madam Ling, are you waiting for someone?"

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Zhu came here this time to sell the Fireball Talisman?" Ling Xiaohua asked without saying much about who he was waiting for.

Since starting the cooperation with Zhu Wen a few months ago, Zhu Wen has come to sell talismans every three days, and at the end of every month, he will deliver blank talisman paper entrusted by Ling Xiaohua to refine.

It has been three days since the last time the magic talisman was traded.

"Not bad." Zhu Wen also saw that Ling Xiaohua didn't want to talk more, so he nodded directly and responded.

"Please come inside." Ling Xiaohua made an inviting gesture towards Zhu Wen.

The two of them walked into the shop together and traded talismans.

After a while, Zhu Wen walked out of the grocery store with Ling Xiaohua with a happy face.

In the distance, Ling Pengyun, who was walking along the avenue towards Lingxiao Grocery Store, saw his father and a monk walking out of the store and looked over.

However, he noticed that the aura of the honest-faced middle-aged man next to Ling Xiaohua was very familiar. This situation made Ling Pengyun a little strange.

He must have never seen this face before. He was only very familiar with the aura of that person.

Ling Pengyun frowned, recalling something, and his expression was suddenly shocked.

He quickly stepped forward and blocked Zhu Wen, who had just said goodbye to Ling Xiaohua and was about to leave.

Zhu Wen was a little annoyed when he saw a monk suddenly appearing in front of him blocking the road. But when he looked at the face of the monk blocking the road, his expression changed drastically, and a trace of fear emerged in his heart. Subconsciously, he took out the food from his storage bag. Summon several fireball charms.

"If you are not afraid of attracting the Bailing Sect disciples who are guarding Yunshuifang City, just hit those fireball talismans." Ling Pengyun said coldly when he saw this scene.

“When the Bailing Sect disciples arrive, I want to see if the Bailing Sect disciples will help this evil cultivator who specializes in interception and killing, or help me.”

When Zhu Wen heard this, there was a hint of fear in his expression, and he stopped injecting spiritual power into the several fireball talismans in his hand.

Ling Xiaohua and Yang Qiuyun, who were standing at the door of the store, have both lived for decades. Seeing the sudden arrival of Ling Pengyun and Zhu Wen, they naturally guessed that they must know each other and have a grudge.

Otherwise, Zhu Wen would not have been ready to play the fireball talisman as soon as they met.

Ling Xiaohua looked at Yang Qiuyun, took out their magic weapons, and surrounded Zhu Wen.

Zhu Wen, who was surrounded by Ling Pengyun and three others, saw the battle and the fact that he was in Yunshuifang City and couldn't escape at all. He felt extremely helpless and said with a bitter face. "Fellow Daoist Ling, it was all a misunderstanding. I can compensate you with spiritual stones. See if you can. If I don't make a living by intercepting and killing, I ask you to spare my life."

Ling Xiaohua and Yang Qiuyun on the side heard Zhu Wen's affirmation and immediately understood everything.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, I kindly accepted your talisman, but you dared to intercept and kill my son." Ling Xiaohua said angrily.

From these words, Zhu Wen also understood that he was Ling Xiaohua's son when he intercepted and killed Ling Pengyun.

He was secretly upset about why his luck was so bad and what happened today happened.

In order to save his life and not attract the Bailing Sect disciples to kill him, Zhu Wen quickly begged for mercy.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, there is a misunderstanding. Please don't blame me, Daoist Ling. I am willing to draw a hundred fireball talismans for you for free." It is found that basically all will be killed, especially evil cultivators and demonic cultivators with low cultivation level are not allowed to enter Fang City at all. Once they are discovered entering Fang City, they will be directly bombarded.

Ling Pengyun on the side heard this, his expression moved slightly and asked. "Are you a talisman maker?"

"You are not talented, you can only draw fireball talismans." When Zhu Wen saw Ling Pengyun asking, he saw a glimmer of hope, climbed up the pole, and answered.

Ling Pengyun thought about it carefully and muttered to himself. "Instead of killing Zhu Wen, who was only in the middle stage of Qi training, to vent his anger, it would be more cost-effective to leave him to draw the Fireball Talisman for free."

Thinking of this, Ling Pengyun suddenly had an idea. "A mere hundred fireball talismans are only worth two hundred spirit stones. I believe that after I kill you, you will have more property than two hundred spirit stones."

"What do you want from fellow Taoist? Just mention it, as long as the villain lives." Zhu Wen was even more frightened when he heard this. He was no longer making a living as an evil cultivator, but he was afraid of death.

Now that he has invested half of his fortune, he has finally increased the success rate of drawing the fireball talisman to 30%. A better life is about to come, and he is not willing to die miserably like this.

"Come into the shop and say it." Ling Pengyun suggested when he saw that there were many passing monks around him who saw the movement and gathered around to watch the excitement.

Seeing Ke Tan, Zhu Wen felt happy and quickly entered the Lingxiao grocery store.

Ling Xiaohua and Yang Qiuyun also entered the store.

After closing the shop door, Ling Pengyun asked Zhu Wen carefully about the success rate of drawing the fireball talisman, and discussed with Ling Xiaohua, who runs the grocery store, and finally the two of them decided on a good way to deal with Zhu Wen.

“After one month, you return to our Ling clan mountain, Lingxiao Mountain, and draw spiritual talismans, demonized animal skins or talisman-making grass on our clan’s mountain to draw blank talisman paper. As for the reward you will receive for drawing the spiritual talisman, As for the proportion of spiritual talismans that need to be handed over, the elder of my family will explain it to you in detail after you enter our clan mountain." Ling Pengyun said.

"I want to join your Ling clan mountain? No, I won't do it." Zhu Wen was shocked when he heard this.

With his cultivation level of only the middle stage of Qi training, once he enters the Ling Clan Mountain, which is full of Ling Clan members and has foundation-building monks stationed there, it will be like entering a prison cell. He may not be able to escape from it in this life. Walk out of the mountains.

"If you don't go, you will die." Ling Pengyun waved his hand and patted the storage bag on his waist, summoning twelve green spirit swords from it, and struck them around Zhu Wen, ready to kill Zhu Wen at any time.

After seeing these twelve flying swords condensed into the Earthly Sword Formation, Zhu Wen felt his back start to feel cold, and he nodded quickly.

"It's not enough if I go."

"That's about right." Ling Pengyun said with satisfaction, then took out a red-light talisman from the storage bag, handed it to Ling Xiaohua, and warned .

"Father, mother, this is the fire crow talisman that my cousin gave me for self-defense on the eve of the demon-killing war. You are optimistic about this person. Once he makes any move, just use this talisman to kill him. I will buy it from Bailing Artifact Hall. A bundle of spiritual ropes."

When Zhu Wen heard this, he immediately looked at the Fire Crow Talisman to confirm its authenticity. When he noticed that the spiritual patterns on the spiritual talisman were shining, he couldn't help but swallow. saliva.

"It's really a second-level low-grade Fire Crow Talisman. I can't escape now." Zhu Wen was helpless secretly.

"Understood, Xiaoyun, go and come back as soon as possible." Ling Xiaohua said.

Ling Pengyun nodded, then quickly left the grocery store and went straight to the Bailing Gate area not far away, the only Bailing Artifact Hall that sold spirit binding ropes.

Perhaps because of the last incident of interception and killing by the steward on the second floor of Bailing Gate, the servants and stewards on the first floor of the Bailing Art Hall have all been replaced.

Ling Pengyun didn’t pay too much attention to this. He quickly went up to the second floor of Bailing Artifact Hall and bought one from a middle-aged female cultivator for two hundred and fifty spiritual stones. A first-grade high-quality spirit binding rope.

The spirit-binding rope is a binding instrument. Once bound by this rope, the bound person will be unable to use any spiritual power.

This rope is mostly used by monks to deal with monsters and capture them.

After purchasing this magic weapon, Ling Pengyun immediately returned to the General Affairs Hall and used the spirit-binding rope on Zhu Wen.

Once bound by this rope, Zhu Wen became like a mortal, with all the spiritual power in his body temporarily bound.

Ling Pengyun and others also locked up Zhu Wen in a guest room in the backyard of the grocery store without any further supervision.

After being busy with Zhu Wen's affairs, Ling Pengyun had time to ask.

"Mom and Dad, have you cooked the New Year's Eve dinner? The seven Songhua Ling chickens I raised all weighed two pounds or seventy-eight pounds. I brought five this time. Some time ago, The batch of Qingling bamboo shoots in Lingyun Mountain also produced a lot of winter bamboo shoots, so I kept the best-tasting first-grade winter bamboo shoots.”

“The stewed Songhua Ling Chicken with these bamboo shoots will be delicious. .”

After saying that, Ling Pengyun called out five large five-flowered Songhua Spirit Chickens and several kilograms of winter bamboo shoots bred from the first-grade top-grade Green Spirit Bamboo.

Yang Qiuyun took all these spiritual objects and said with a smile. "The sun has just set and you haven't arrived yet. I was afraid that the dishes I had prepared in advance would get cold before you arrived, so I only prepared the spiritual ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner."

A family of three at the grocery store After chatting in the backyard for a while, they prepared the New Year's Eve dinner together.

The five Songhua Spirit Chickens brought by Ling Pengyun this time all met a bad end. They were all beheaded and plucked by Ling Pengyun and Ling Xiaohua, and were given to Yang Qiuyun to cook into Songhua Spirit Chicken Stew. Winter bamboo shoots, white chopped pine flower chicken, braised pine flower chicken, etc.

As soon as the dishes are ready, the family will eat at the table in a lively manner, drink and talk, and look like they are having a great time.

The night passed, and in the early morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, Ling Pengyun had breakfast with his parents and said goodbye to his parents.

"Father, mother, the spiritual plants in Lingyun Mountain cannot be separated from people. I came to Yunshuifang City some time ago and delayed the growth of the spiritual plants in Lingyun Mountain. If I delayed it again, I might be injured. Those spiritual roots affected the efficacy of the medicine, so I left first."

"To. As for Zhu Wen, please give me some trouble. When the eighteenth great-grandfather leads the family convoy to deliver supplies to this city later in the year, you will hand this person over to the eighteenth great-grandfather.”
< br>"It's a small thing. It's a good thing to pick up someone who can draw the fireball talisman for nothing." Ling Xiaohua said with a smile.

If Zhu Wen hadn’t intercepted and killed Ling Pengyun, he would never have captured Zhu Wen alive in Fangshi.

After all, this matter is not an aboveboard matter. Once people know about it, no one will dare to come to Lingxiao grocery store to buy spiritual items.

But now, there is a reason. Zhu Wen is an evil cultivator and has intercepted and killed his only son Ling Pengyun.

Under such circumstances, it is not too much to imprison Zhu Wen, even if he is cramped and skinned, it will not be a serious problem.

After bidding farewell to his parents, Ling Pengyun immediately left Lingxiao Grocery Store and left Yunshuifang City.

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