The moonlight is like a veil.
A broad-shouldered figure stood on the roof tiles, silently watching more than a hundred demon horses galloping out of Qingzhou City in an orderly manner.
"There are actually people willing to go out of town with him."
Jiang Chengyun withdrew his gaze and looked at A Qian who was sitting barefoot next to him.
Both of them are monster hunters, so the news that rang in the bell earlier naturally spread here as well.
Grandma was invited back to temporarily take over as the general. With such a big commotion tonight, it is impossible to ignore it completely.
Ah Qian stretched and said tiredly: "I have been outside for a long time, and I have neglected these aristocratic families and sects."
Jiang Chengyun was silent for a moment: "You have been secretly following the Howling Moon Demon King for hundreds of years, how can you care about so many things."
Whether a master of Baodan is strong or not depends on who he is compared with.
No matter how the realm is subdivided, such as holding the elixir to nourish it, breaking the elixir to transform into a god, in the final analysis it is just a condensed elixir realm.
In front of the demon king who is equivalent to the Grandmaster Hunyuan Wuji, he is as weak as a baby.
But Qingzhou must keep track of its movements at all times, and the general has to stay in the main city, so this kind of thing can only be left to the three Golden Bell Monster Catchers.
"Old Xiaoyue and the general have been confronting each other for many years, with the twelve counties of Qingzhou as the boundary, and they have never interfered with each other."
"What I'm worried about is that little demon. Its growth rate is frightening, and its wolfish ambitions are not concealed. When it becomes king... it has already called itself the Little Demon King. It is unruly and cunning. So many ambushes and killings against it have ended in failure. When it fully grows up, the two demon kings will gather together, and Qingzhou will be in danger."
"The general requested help three times but all returned in vain. It seems that the situation in other places is not much better than that in Qingzhou."
Having been secretly searching for the traces of the Demon King for many years, under tremendous pressure, every time A Qian returns to the mortal world, she will try her best to release her repressed emotions. She cries when she wants to cry and laughs when she wants to laugh, just like a real child.
But at this moment her face was full of solemnity.
Jiang Chengyun frowned slightly and advised: "It has the Little Demon King, and I also have Jiang Qiulan in Qingzhou. It is still unclear who will win or lose."
Hearing this name, Ah Qian's eyes flashed with a rare admiration: "Jiang Qiulan... Actually, she just came back once, read Lin Baiwei's letter, flipped through the files brought back from Baiyun County, and casually told me two things. Without a break, she rushed to Linjiang County."
The twelve demon-suppressing generals all took shortcuts, cultivating incense and making vows, just to guard the place instead of attacking.
The only exception was the one who took over after the death of the general of Yushan County. She followed the true path of the Hunyuan Wuji Grandmaster.
The common people of a state cannot support two martial immortals.
The general gathered the power of Qingzhou and became a martial immortal with treacherous means.
But his body is weak, so he needs someone to stand in front of him to stop one or two demon kings.
After late autumn comes the cold winter.
Those who can turn the tide in the cold winter.
From the moment the general accepted her as his disciple and gave her a new name, she was destined to become the lone figure who kept the other monsters out of the twelve counties of Qingzhou.
"…"
Jiang Chengyun put away the admiration in his eyes and looked back at the city gate: "Should I just do it?"
"They are working for Qingzhou. Could you please stop thinking about taking credit from the newcomers? There are only two rules. Can you please just follow them?" A Qian said calmly.
"Oh, follow the rules."
Jiang Chengyun raised his eyebrows without changing his expression and argued, "What rules? The rules of the Demon Suppression Division? That has nothing to do with me. If it is according to the rules of the demon catcher, he did not send me a message for help, and did not report the news. It is obvious that he intends to solve it himself. As a fellow demon catcher, how dare I touch his prey."
He turned his head to look, with a hint of doubt on his honest face: "I just don't know... Grandma, does he have that ability?"
According to the customary practice among monster hunters.
Unless one person voluntarily gives up part of the gains and asks for support, or feels that he is unable to do the job and is willing to withdraw from the matter, others cannot interfere.
Whether life is more important or harvest is more important is something that needs to be judged in advance.
Since you don't even have this kind of judgment, it's better to hand over the bell as soon as possible.
"No, you're too polite. You're my grandma."
A Qian rolled her eyes and stood up slowly.
Hearing this, Jiang Chengyun knew that he had made the other party unhappy, so he turned around angrily: "It doesn't matter, Jinling can't command Yinling, but the elders can always command their grandchildren, I will listen to your arrangements."
Ah Qian stretched lazily: "Although I just arrived in Qingzhou and I am not good at acting as a general, it happened right under my nose after all. I want to avoid the general's blame. Just consider it as doing me a favor. I know you have been thinking about my Jin Ling for a long time, but it doesn't matter if he does this one more feat."
She stood up and jumped off the roof, leaving only a crisp voice: "I'll make an exception for once. If he really misjudged the situation, it will be enough to teach him a lesson."
"..." Jiang Chengyun stood alone on the roof, slowly putting his hands behind his back.
How could the general blame grandma for something like this? Besides, monster hunters are not under the control of the Demon Suppression Bureau. It's just an excuse.
Hesitation! Hesitation!
Making an exception! Making an exception!
He is really old, no different from Chen Qiankun.
I still need the sharpest sword in Qingzhou to lead this group of new blood to completely replace these old guys!
Thinking of that cold face, Jiang Chengyun's eyes once again showed admiration, even fanaticism.
…
Qingzhou, Pingkang Mountain.
More than a hundred men in black shirts pulled the reins at the same time, and the strong and powerful horses raised their hooves, looking very majestic.
Hong Lei dismounted and walked to Shen Yi's side with the other two generals.
Those who came this time were all elite troops. The two inner camp lieutenant generals were even more experienced than him, and both had reached the late Jade Liquid Realm.
One hundred and twenty captains, all of them have three stripes.
Even Hong Lei hadn't expected that he could put together a team of almost the strongest personal generals in Qingzhou just by casually gathering together people.
This is not something that can be achieved by relying on General Chen's reputation.
No matter how famous the old man is, he is still in Linjiang County and generally does not interfere in the affairs of Qingzhou City.
This group of people all came here on their own initiative.
A large part of the reason lies in Shen Yi himself.
The private rumors, coupled with the scene in the Vajra Gate, made his position as a close lieutenant general even more convincing.
"Close the mountain immediately, and no one is allowed to leave."
The lieutenant general gave orders quickly. Although the captains came from different people's command, they were in good order. With just a glance, the routes were assigned.
Shen Yi raised his eyes and looked towards the mountains in front of him.
Surrounded by white clouds and green pines and cypresses.
It really looks like a beautiful place.
A golden light flashed in his eyes, and he cast a spell to look at the qi. Then his vision turned into a gray area. Only clusters of white qi could be seen above it, with occasional flashes of golden light, but there was not a trace of evil spirit.
"…"
Shen Yi put away the spell without feeling any confusion.
If the evil spirits were really everywhere at a glance, the Vajra Sect would not be able to hide until now.
Soon, only about thirty inner camp captains who were responsible for subduing demons and capturing monsters were left, and they marched towards the mountain in an orderly manner.
The rugged mountain road was as easy as walking on flat ground for a group of warriors.
Soon they reached the top of the mountain, and a simple hall appeared before everyone.
As I got closer, I heard bursts of low chanting.
"I have eliminated my inverted thoughts of billions of kalpas, and attained the Dharma body without going through a single kalpa."
"May I attain the fruit of becoming a treasure king and save countless people like the Ganges."
In front of the door, two novice monks holding Buddhist beads, glimpsed the many black-shirted people rushing towards the mountain road, and paused for a moment...
They turned around subconsciously, but before they could move, two flying chains entangled their necks and pulled them back suddenly.
"Stay still."
The two lieutenant generals from the inner camp pinned him to the ground. Hong Lei quickly stepped forward and kicked the door of the palace open!
Bang!
There was no violent detention scene as Shen Yi had imagined.
The slightly dim hall was filled with smoke and there was no one guarding it. Only a giant clay Buddha was nodding its head.
Countless kind-hearted believers sat on cushions. They were quite old, with calm expressions on their haggard faces, and they chanted scriptures incessantly.
Occasionally, his nose twitched, and a hint of joy rose in his cloudy eyes.
"Mercy...Mercy..."
(End of this chapter)