In the tenth year of Jingyuan in the Tian Dynasty, mid-July.

During the Beggar Festival, Chang'an never sleeps, and the lights are brightly lit.

On the moat, the boats are rising and falling one after another. String music, silk and bamboo are so luxurious that the dancer starts in the wind.

The courtesan stands on the bow of the boat, holding the pipa, and the water sleeves are floating.

On the top of the tower, there was a young man in a brocade dressed in a black bullfighting robe and a black gauze hat, sitting freely, bathing in the cool evening breeze while watching the courtesan flying in the wind.

When he saw the graceful figure under the gauze of the courtesan, Chen Cong whistled like the playboys who stretched his neck and watched by the river.

After the song and dance, the courtesan's foot was independent of the three-inch golden lotus, and the silver bell tied with the jade feet was clearly visible.

There was a lot of cheers in the audience.

As the courtesan retreated, several playboys rushed to board the boat. If you don’t let me, I won’t let you, you will almost make a fuss.

Chen Cong shook his head and smiled.

Beauty is in trouble.

Suddenly, Shen Cong looked at him.

Demonic energy?

He slowly stood up, took off the jade fan from his waist, and suddenly stepped out into the void.

In a corner of the southeast of Chang'an, a golden halo suddenly emerged in a dead end. The halo appeared along with the halo, which was Shen Cong stepping out of the halo.

The moment he stepped out, the halo disappeared quickly.

Chen Cong shook the jade-faced dragon bone fan in his hand slightly, and moved his nose wings.

The rotten air spreads blood.

He is a man-eating goblin.

The cold color flashed between the eyebrows, and Chen Cong suddenly unfolded the half-stacked fan, and the golden light suddenly appeared in the tip of the fan, turning into strands of filaments and flew towards the end of the alley.

A scream suddenly started.

Chen Cong walked forward, turned his wrist to the jade fan, which emitted a soft golden light to illuminate the place.

A half-eating corpse of human beings was seen, and a skinny dog ​​whose belly was pierced and vomited blood.

"If you kill animals indiscriminately, the Jinyiwei will not stay. You should do it yourself in the next life."

After Chen Cong said that, he put away his fan and squatted down, touched the dog's head with one hand, and reached into the void with the other hand.

The ancient golden formation in the void suddenly appeared, and a wisp of breath floated out from the dog's head, and flew to the formation from Shen Cong's fingertips.

When passing through the formation, the breath turned into the shape of a skinny dog, and hid into Chen Cong's eyebrows with the formation.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing Ding Xiang's second-grade mangy dog ​​spirit and obtaining a random first-grade pill!"

A mechanical sound suddenly sounded in his mind. Chen Cong was not concerned, and stood up and left a broken treasure bag on the body, then picked up the body of the mangy dog ​​and turned his head away.

Chen Cong is not a person from this world.

The world he once lived in was a modern world of cultivation, where demons and humans coexist. One day, after he stayed up late and died suddenly, he was accidentally bound by a new demon-slaying system invented by contemporary scientists and was reborn in this place.

Here, martial arts practice is the most important thing in the world, and spiritual practice is a legendary existence.

In this life, Chen Cong is the seventh prince of the Celestial Dynasty who is in this world.

Chen Yunqing, the founding emperor of the Celestial Empire, was his father.

As for the previous dynasty of the Celestial Empire, it was the famous Ming Dynasty in history. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the court was in turmoil and the regime was corrupt. Chen Yunqing could not bear to the displaced people, so he overthrew the corrupt Ming Dynasty and established an independent regime. The country was named Tian and the year was Jingyuan.

The Turkic Huns were eyeing each other in the north of the Central Plains, Dali occupied Yunnan in the south, Japanese pirates harassed the border in the east, and Persia and Rome locked the Silk Road in the west.

If hundreds of countries coexist, the world will be in peace.

His father, Emperor Jingyuan, followed the Ming Dynasty, and believed that the king died in the country and the emperor guarded the country. He established the capital in Chang'an in the north and led the Gu Hu general to fight south and north for ten years, finally settled the Central Plains and stabilized the throne of the Celestial Dynasty.

After the eldest son was made the crown prince, the dispute over the throne began quietly.

Chen Cong had no intention of imperial power and hegemony, so he joined the secret department of the Jinyiwei and began to kill demons and cultivate immortals from the yamen.

The Jinyiwei Note: The Ming tribe captures people, and the dark tribe kills monsters.

There is an unwritten rule in the Ancient Mo.

All monsters on the list can be captured. Anyone who fails to post a list of the Ancient Tribe will be regarded as incompetent and untrustworthy, and will abolish the cultivation level and expel the Jinyiwei from the Jinyiwei and will never be hired.

After several years of ease, Chen Cong finally got the post of head-on with his own skills.

Now, he wants to take this mangy dog ​​spirit to the Anbu Duwei Mansion to file a record.

The beginning of the hour of Hai.

In front of the Duwei Mansion, two Jinyiwei wearing black flying fish robes stood at the door, letting go of the spiritual sense to sense all directions.

Chen Cong slowly walked forward with the mangy dog ​​spirit.

"Who is coming? Let's sign up!" The Jinyiwei secretly held the embroidered sword at his waist and immediately stopped him.

"The Demon-Slaying Envoy, Chen Cong from the Undisputed." Chen Cong handed over a token, and after they identified it, they were about to go in.

Abnormal mutation.

"Be careful!" The face of an Jinyiwei changed.

A strange and cold breath came from behind Chen Cong.

Chen Cong's expression did not change and threw the corpse of the mangy dog ​​spirit forward: "Catch it, I'm going to file it."

Then he took out the jade fan from his waist and turned his head to beat him.

The spreading fan surface emitted a golden light like clouds, instantly covering the monster. Seeing this, Chen Cong waved the jade fan, and the golden light of the clouds turned into chains, firmly locking the eight strange meridians of the monster.

"Weasel Spirit, Ding Xiang's second-grade Taoist practice for twenty-five years." Chen Cong saw the monster clearly and slowly opened his lips.

This is the ability given to him by the system. You can identify his Taoism and true body by just looking at the monsters and ghosts.

Chen Cong put away the fan and spread the weasel spirit's front paws and frowned slightly.

He has never been killed, but he is so manic.

Seeing the weasel spirit staring at the dead mangy dog ​​spirit with grief and anger, Chen Cong raised his eyebrows and twisted his fingers to deduce it, and he immediately realized.

This mangy dog ​​carefully ties the weasel spirit, and the same is true for the weasel spirit. In order to quickly improve its cultivation and protect the weasel spirit, the mangy dog ​​spirit has moved its evil thoughts and started killing and eating people's energy to improve its cultivation.

There are feelings and righteousness, but the wrong way is used.

"It starts the killing ring, can you take it away." Chen Cong snapped his fingers and the chains were closed. He looked at the weasel spirit that landed on the ground and laughed, "Let's go, I won't kill you."

The weasel spirit wailed for a while and turned around and ran away.

Chen Cong turned his head and was about to leave, but suddenly he reached out and grabbed the void.

With a wail, a monster suddenly landed on the ground.

It was the weasel spirit just now.

"My patience is limited." Chen Cong turned his head, and the corners of his eyes with a smile became colder.

After saying that, Chen Cong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a soul pressure suddenly attacked.

The weasel spirit shrank for a while, but was still unwilling to give up, and still stared at the scalp spirit whose body was already cold.

"Those who trespass into the Duwei Mansion will be killed without mercy." Chen Cong no longer paid attention to the weasel spirit, picked up the corpse of the fairy, and walked straight towards the Duwei Mansion.

The two Jinyiwei looked ahead, completely ignoring the wandering weasel spirit.

The weasel spirit stretched out his neck and looked in.

In the main hall of the Duwei Mansion, an ancient embroidered spring knife was hanging in the center. The scabbard was a little worn, but it still felt a cold air.

When I saw this embroidered spring knife, the weasel spirit subconsciously trembled.

I heard that there was another name before the Duwei Mansion.

In that dynasty, this mansion specializes in catching monsters.

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Chapter completed!