"Qin Zheng, take her to the coroner for an autopsy. Remember to compare the skull last time in detail." Chen Cong ordered and left the Duwei Mansion.

When he passed by the lobby, he slowly stopped.

In the middle of the high hall, there was an embroidered spring sword hanging on the wall. The scabbard was a little worn, and the demon blood stained on it had turned into ink brown, which looked very ancient and solemn.

I heard that before the Beizhen Fushi changed its name to Duwei Mansion, it was divided into two divisions, namely the light and dark, and they caught people and monsters respectively.

This embroidered spring sword was owned by Gu Ye, the first demon-slaying man from the North Town Fushi. Because of his great achievements, his story has been passed down to this day. Even the demon-slaying sword is enshrined in the Duwei Mansion, shocking monsters and ghosts.

At that time, the ancestor was so generous that he was able to do so.

He bowed to the embroidered spring sword, and Chen Cong slowly left.

Before he stepped out of the Duwei Mansion, a black flying fish robe rushed back in a hurry.

"The secret troops of the Duwei Mansion obey orders and gather in the lobby!" Song Cheng walked towards the lobby, and turned his wrists and twisted their fingers to send a voice to every inch of the Duwei Mansion.

Chen Cong turned his head silently and turned back.

Gu Jiuling and Qin Zheng walked out of the Zhao Prison and stood together with Chen Cong.

"Yunzhe, what happened? Why did the lord look so bad?" Qin Zheng asked secretly.

Chen Cong shook his head.

He has not deduced it yet, nor does he know the past and the future.

"Just 800 miles later, I sent a secret edict. The flood in Qiantang River was caused by monsters. His priests were very good at suppressing him. I asked the emperor to send the Ancient Jinyiwei to assist in the subjugation of demons. I have now ordered people and the name I read, and I will go to the southern Xinjiang to collect demons with me!"

Song Cheng slowly calmed his anxious expression and began to call out.

At the end, Chen Cong and the other two were all thought of.

Gu Jiuling frowned, moved the corners of his lips, and was about to speak.

"If you don't follow the order, you will be kicked out. If you want to investigate the case, don't disobey the superiors." Chen Cong secretly grabbed Gu Jiuling and sent a voice to the secret passage.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jiuling lowered his eyes.

The three of them bowed at the same time and responded to each other to go home.

Chen Cong handed over the investigation of human skin transactions to Heqi, and then walked into Wuwang Pavilion.

He knocked on the door and found a wooden plug on it. He raised his eyebrows and stepped into it in a golden halo through the wall.

Gu Jiuling, who was cleaning up the objects: "..." The door bolt seems to be just like a decoration for him.

"Little Marquis, do you know what you are facing next when you enter the secret division of the Jinyiwei?" Chen Cong sat casually, spread his jade-faced dragon bone fan and shook it.

"Demons and ghosts, the perpetrators are no different from evil people. Killing enemies is killing, killing monsters--" Gu Jiuling slowly picked up the sword on the table, held the hilt of the sword, pulled out the scabbard expressionlessly, and began to carefully wipe it.

"It's also a kill."

The clean sword body is reflected by the cold light, and you can see the slaughter and cruelty on the battlefield at just one glance.

"A very brave young general." Chen Cong laughed, but his eyes were not at all fun.

"How can demons and ghosts be compared to others? Although there are good monsters, they are mostly born cruel and tyrannical, and humanity is nothing more than a decoration for them. If you take a wrong step, you will lose your corpse."

Those big monsters can destroy the world in a flash of their fingers.

Furthermore, according to ancient books, although demons are subject to the sanction of the Heavenly Dao, the upper realm and the mortal realm are not closely connected, and it takes a hundred years to go back and forth at the fastest. When the upper realm comes to the mortal realm and breaks the balance between the demon and the Tao, the strength will be limited by the realm, and may not be higher than the scattered immortals who are about to ascend, or even counterproductive.

However, the great monsters from both good and evil are restrained by each other. Over time, the immortals turned a blind eye and stopped descending to their own cultivation. They risked their own danger to subdue monsters.

Gu Jiuling put away his long sword and looked at the former with a steady look: "So, please ask your highness to lead the minister to practice the truth."

A heavy rain suddenly came.

A group of carriages and horses, who looked simple, slowly melted into the rain curtain while taking advantage of the night, and left the brightly lit Chang'an City.

On a carriage in the middle, Chen Cong looked up and down at Gu Jiuling who was changing into plain clothes, rubbed his chin and asked him: "Little Marquis, do you really think about it and ask me to transform the demon pill for you and turn it into your magic power?"

The young master sitting opposite was meditating. He opened his eyes and nodded slowly when he heard this.

He wanted to personally investigate the case of extermination, so he wanted to join the secret division of the Jinyiwei.

The Ancient Army of the Jinyiwei faced demons and monsters. He was not allowed to enter the court for three years and was not allowed to become an official. There were other generals guarding the border. He had no worries and was not afraid of death.

As for the demon pill...

Thinking of the letter that he burned, Gu Jiuling gradually became a little gentler in his cold eyes.

That was the best birthday gift given to him by his father.

"Okay." After thinking about it, Chen Cong nodded, "The power of the semi-immortal demon is connected to the spell, and it is more pure. It's just that the process is a little painful. If you can't bear it, I will use the secret technique to take it out."

"I can." Gu Jiuling shook his head.

He grew up on the frontier since childhood, and the suffering he suffered was beyond the reach of others.

His father was the magistrate of Dingguo and a famous general. However, it was precisely because his father was a heavy army that he received more rigorous training from Gu Yuanjia since he was a child.

Before he drooped his body, he fought with the dog and slept with the wolf. He was injured but only after the strong wine was poured out;

When he was dancing, he led his army to send troops, won the first battle, went deep into the hinterland of the enemy, and took the head of the Turkic Prince.

This was the supreme glory. He was sought after by the soldiers with joy, and was waiting for Gu Yuanjia's praise with joy.

All that was exchanged for was Gu Yuanjia's scolding.

He said he was too reckless. If he was attacked from both sides, he would die outside the border and would not be able to return to his hometown Chang'an.

Gu Jiuling remembered that the day was windy and snowy.

He knelt outside the tent all night with the biting cold wind.

If they had been in southern Xinjiang, maybe... they would not have ended up as miserable as the whole family was destroyed.

Gu Jiuling lowered his eyes.

"Little Marquis, it's still a while before you arrive in southern Xinjiang. I will teach you how to draw qi and absorb the magic power of the demon pill." Chen Cong slowly opened his lips and interrupted Gu Jiuling's memories in time.

The little marquis slowly raised his head, his clean and clear eyes were bottomless. From a distance, he looked like him in white clothes, as elegant as the moon in the clouds.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Gu Jiuling nodded slightly.

The people on the street are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world, probably no one is like this. Unfortunately, it seems to be a piece of cold jade that cannot be covered with heat.

"There is no monarch and minister outside, so there is no need to call my highness." He secretly sighed at the good looks of the people in front of him, and Chen Cong sat slowly and slowly, "I will pass on the introductory magic to you. Believe or not, whether you believe or not, whether you learn or not, are all in your thoughts."

Each of the casual cultivators has their own skills, and the introductory techniques they understand are naturally different.

If the first person enters the game, he will make mistakes every step. Later, he will only become possessed by the devil and there is no cure.

Chen Cong recited a passage and saw that Gu Jiuling seemed puzzled, so he wrote it out with his spiritual power brush in the void.
Chapter completed!