Zhang Daoxian was well versed in the art of bewitching people's hearts. In front of Qin Yao, Jiu Shu, Zhong Kui and others, he opened his mouth and attacked all the people, bewitching them to shout for him and defend the capital to the death.

"The people's support can be used." Beside Uncle Jiu, Zhong Kui nodded with satisfaction.

Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes and quietly sent a message to Qin Yao: "Do you want to win over him?"

Just by looking at the word Zhong Kui, one can conclude that the other party is not a bad person.

If you are not a bad person, you are qualified to cooperate with them!

"It's not the time yet." Qin Yao secretly responded: "He now regards Zhang Daoxian as his master and trusts him more. If we say bad things about Zhang Daoxian, I'm afraid he will learn the same thing from him if we turn around."

Uncle Jiu nodded silently.

In front of all the people, after Zhang Daoxian won the hearts and minds of the people, he waved his sleeves and opened the door of the Demon Suppression Tower. A unicorn over three meters tall walked out from the tower with elegant steps.

"Mythical beast."

All the people bowed again and raised their voices to the sky with cheers.

Qilin seemed to enjoy the worship of all the people, and subconsciously raised his head high.

Zhang Daoxian glanced at it, Qilin trembled violently, and quickly knelt down beside the opponent.

"Watch the demons." Zhang Daoxian handed the wooden box to the other party and said calmly.

Qilin opened his mouth and bit the wooden box, and slowly retreated into the tower.

Zhang Daoxian waved his sleeves, and the door of the Demon Suppression Tower suddenly closed.

"Thank you, immortal." Zhong Kui was the first to kowtow.

"Thank you, immortal!" All the people followed happily.

"Everyone, please stand up." Zhang Daoxian raised his arm and said with a smile: "I am with you."

Qin Yao covered his face.

Oh shit.

He still said this.

It’s really embarrassing!

"Let's each go home, recharge our batteries, and prepare to fight." When the remaining light of the setting sun completely disappeared, Zhang Daoxian clenched his fists fiercely and shouted loudly.

"Yes!" The people agreed loudly and left the scene together.

Zhong Kui and Wan Min walked in the opposite direction, strode to Zhang Daoxian, knelt down and said: "I want to worship the immortal as my teacher, and I hope the immortal will agree."

Zhang Daoxian looked surprised and said immediately: "Zhong Kui, there is no master-disciple relationship between you and me."

Zhong Kui kowtowed: "I just want to become stronger and better protect the capital."

Zhang Daoxian stopped talking and looked up at Master and Disciple Qin Yao not far away: "You two, I will take him away first."

"Excuse me, Immortal," Qin Yao said politely.

Zhang Daoxian raised his hand and grabbed Zhong Kui's wrist, leading him away in an instant.

Qin Yao turned his head and glanced at the Demon Suppression Tower, and said calmly: "Master, let's go back..."

The moon is at the zenith.

In Hudu City, on top of a strange mountain.

Zhang Daoxian stood in front of the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the tall and bearded Zhong Kui in front of him, and shouted softly: "Zhong Kui, I have a method that can stimulate your potential and make you transform into a god, but the price is that every time you transform,

You will suffer extreme pain, and your inner demons will be revealed, are you willing?"

"As long as I can gain the power to protect the capital, I am willing." Zhong Kui said firmly.

Zhang Daoxian summoned a black bone fan with his backhand and slashed Zhong Kui's palm with the bone fan. The fan immediately turned into a bloody light and penetrated into Zhong Kui's wound.

"ah!

!”

Zhong Kui screamed in pain, his body gradually transformed into a monster covered in scales in extreme pain.

The corners of Zhang Daoxian's mouth raised slightly and he said softly: "Come, Zhong Kui, I will help you adapt to your new body."

Two hours later, Zhang Daoxian was teaching Zhong Kui swordsmanship when a mournful cry suddenly sounded in his ears.

"not good!"

Zhang Daoxian's expression changed dramatically, he grabbed the arm of the red monster in front of him, turned into light and rushed into the starry sky with him, falling in front of the Demon Suppression Tower in the blink of an eye.

"Immortal, what's wrong?"

As Zhang Daoxian let go, Zhong Kui fell to the ground dizzy, revealing his original shape.

"follow me."

Zhang Daoxian stretched out his hand and pressed on the iron door of the Demon Suppression Tower. The iron door opened automatically. The two of them stepped into the tower one after the other. The first thing they saw was ruins. The entire space inside the tower could be said to be a mess.

"Qilin!" Zhong Kui glanced at a headless corpse lying in a pool of blood. His eyes suddenly widened and his face was filled with shock.

Zhang Daoxian's body turned into residual light, and he quickly arrived in front of a stone platform in the center of the pagoda. He saw that the stone platform was empty. At this moment, his heart seemed to be empty as well.

The next moment, endless anger burst out of Kong Kong's heart, and his black hair danced wildly with the aura outside his body, like a god or a demon!

"Immortal." Zhong Kui followed him here and called softly.

"Boom!" Zhang Daoxian's eyes were bloodshot, but he didn't even look at him. His body smashed through the Demon Suppression Tower like a flying stone, and was suspended in the high air.

"You can't leave!"

He gritted his teeth and said, and suddenly opened his arms, and endless golden light rushed out from his pores, condensing into a transparent light shield, which quickly grew in size under his control, and enveloped the whole city in the blink of an eye.

But even though he could seal the entire capital city, he couldn't sense the aura of the demon spirit at all, and it was impossible to find it.

After being alone for a long time in the high-altitude night wind, Zhang Daoxian, who was full of rage, finally calmed down and flew back to the miserable Demon Suppression Tower.

"Immortal, have you found the demon spirit?" Zhong Kui trotted up to him and asked cautiously.

Zhang Daoxian shook his head, flew to Qilin's body, and stared at the wound for a long time: "It's a demon, sneak attack, one hit will kill him."

Zhong Kui's heart skipped a beat and he didn't dare to speak for a moment.

Zhang Daoxian closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "This matter may have something to do with the master and apprentice pair! Zhong Kui, come with me to test them."

Protectorate.

In a guest room.

Qin Yao put the three-pointed two-edged knife into the space bag, turned around and came to the bed, crossing his legs to practice.

This is probably a counter-routine. Before the plot is over, the demon has already been obtained.

The most important thing now is to persevere until the end of the plot. By then Zhang Daoxian may not be killed with a sword like in the original work, but he will certainly be held accountable.

After all, not long ago, he handed the demon spirit to Qilin with great fanfare, and the whole city was a witness.

He will definitely not be able to escape the responsibility of stealing and losing the demon spirits!

"Dongdongdong." While he was practicing and thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Qin Yao jumped off the wooden bed, walked to the door of the room, reached out and opened the two wooden doors, and saw his master standing outside the door with his hands tied, a solemn look on his face.

"What's wrong, Master?"

"Go in and talk." Uncle Jiu turned around, looked back, and walked in through the door.

Qin Yao closed the door and watched him come to the room minding his own business, the doubts between his brows flashed away.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu gave him a very strange feeling, which made him secretly wary.

Facing his gaze, Uncle Jiu cast a spell to set up the next level of barrier, and said in a deep voice: "Something happened."

Qin Yao asked in confusion: "What happened?"

"Zhang Daoxian just found me. There are many temptations, or he may have suspected us." Uncle Jiu said.

Qin Yao looked confused: "Why can't I understand what you mean? What does he doubt about us?"

"There are only two of us here, master and disciple, there is no need for this." Uncle Jiu said.

Qin Yao scratched his head: "I really don't understand, master, why does Zhang Daoxian doubt us?"

"Very good." Uncle Jiu smiled slightly: "Keep it this way. No matter who asks, you must pretend to be confused."

"Master, are you hysterical?" Qin Yao frowned and said, "Or is there something wrong with your practice?"

Uncle Jiu waved his hand: "I'm just a little worried..."

Seeing that Qin Yao wanted to speak, he suddenly waved his hand, removed the barrier, turned and walked towards the door: "You can rest, I'll go back first."

Qin Yao watched him open the door and leave, his eyebrows slightly raised. After waiting in the room for about half a quarter of an hour, he went out to Uncle Jiu's door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who?" Uncle Jiu's voice came from inside.

"Master, it's me." Qin Yao said.

"Card."
To be continued...