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

Late 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's also the time for the winter bamboo shoots to grow."

"It's time to water the green spirit bamboos at all levels in the mountain with more spiritual rain. In this way, these green spirit bamboos can accumulate more spiritual energy so that they can breed winter bamboo shoots."

Whether the Qingling Bamboo 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 Qingling Bamboo will not produce bamboo shoots.

In the spring, more than ten acres of green 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 needs to be watered with spiritual rain for an approximate time. If you water those spiritual plants with spiritual rain too much, it will have the opposite effect 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.

Once he had an idea, Ling Pengyun took action directly.

Another wave of spiritual rain watered two acres of green 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.

The twelve acres of green bamboo in Lingyun Mountain are nourished by a large amount 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 from the spiritual field by Ling Pengyun using a spiritual hoe after pushing up the soil to expose their 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 quantity of winter bamboo shoots is not as large 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. This batch of winter bamboo shoots does not need to be handed over, and they all belong to Ling Pengyun.

This also makes Lingpengyun's cold winter a treat, as winter bamboo shoots are used as the main ingredient to cook delicacies every day.

Such as squab stewed winter bamboo shoot slices, wild beast meat fried winter bamboo shoots and so on.

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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 Town as usual to test the spiritual roots of the children in the town who turned eight this year.

This year, the number of children who tested their spiritual roots was 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.

After another ten days, the Spring Festival 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 Ling chickens were kept on the top of the mountain. One by one, the seven Songhua Ling chickens in the chicken pens were lying on the ground and dozing. The chicken performed some "weighing technique" and measured the weight of these Songhua Ling chickens.

"The weight of the seven Songhua Spirit Chickens is two to seven or eight taels, which is similar to the three pounds that these Songhua Spirit Chickens weighed at their best."

"It's so big, it's time to grab it and make soup for your parents!"

Ling Pengyun muttered secretly.

Except for one male and one female who were left to hatch eggs and eat them in the future, Ling Pengyun used his spiritual power to transform the remaining 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 then braved the wind, snow and cold, and flew away as fast as an eagle. In 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 on his face. "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.

Now 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 anymore, so he nodded directly in response.

"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 around.

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 on 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 hint of fear emerged in his heart. Subconsciously, he summoned several fireball talismans from his storage bag. .

"If you are not afraid of attracting the Bailingmen disciples who are guarding Yunshuifang City, you can 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 or killing, or will they 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, had 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 wouldn't be ready to play the fireball talisman as soon as they met.

Ling Xiaohua looked at Yang Qiuyun, took out the 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 at the beginning. I can compensate you with spiritual stones. See if you can. If I don't make a living by intercepting and killing, I would like to 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 spiritual 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 regretful 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. I am willing to draw a hundred fireball talismans for you for free."

Evil cultivators and demonic cultivators are all despised by righteous monks. Once discovered, they will basically be killed. Especially evil cultivators and demonic cultivators with low cultivation base are not allowed to enter the city at all. Once they are discovered in the city, Will be killed directly.

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

"The villain is not talented, he can only draw fireball talismans." Seeing Ling Pengyun asking, Zhu Wen saw a glimmer of hope, climbed up the pole, and answered the question.

Ling Pengyun thought about it carefully and muttered to himself. "Instead of killing Zhu Wen, who is 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."

After thinking about it like 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 definitely have more than two hundred spirit stones."

"Fellow Taoist, feel free to ask for anything, as long as the villain is spared his life." Upon hearing this, Zhu Wen felt even more frightened. He was not just intercepting and killing evil cultivators for a living, he was just afraid of death.

Now that he has invested half 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 something." Ling Pengyun suggested when he saw that there were many monks passing by 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 store door, Ling Pengyun asked Zhu Wen carefully about the success rate of drawing the fireball talisman, and discussed with Ling Xiaohua, who ran 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 remuneration you will receive for drawing the spiritual talisman, and how much spiritual talisman account you need to hand over. Bi, after you enter our clan mountain, the elder of my family will explain it to you in detail," 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 there, 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 Evil Sword Formation, Zhu Wen felt his back start to feel cold, and he nodded quickly.

"It's not enough for me to go."

"That's pretty much it." Ling Pengyun said with satisfaction, then took out a flashing red 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 spiritual rope."

Zhu Wen on the side heard the words and 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.

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

"Understood, Xiaoyun, go and come back quickly." Ling Xiaohua said.

Ling Pengyun nodded, and then quickly left the grocery store and headed straight to the Bailing Gate territory not far away, the only place that sold soul-binding ropes, the Bailing Weapon Hall.

Perhaps because the incident of the second-floor manager of the Bailing Gate was exposed last time, the first-floor errands and managers in this Bailing Weapon Hall were replaced.

Ling Pengyun did not pay much attention to this, and quickly went up to the second floor of the Bailing Weapon Hall, and spent 250 spirit stones to buy a first-grade soul-binding rope from a middle-aged female cultivator.

The soul-binding rope is a binding magic weapon. Once bound by this rope, the bound person will find it difficult to use any spiritual power.

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

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

Once bound by this rope, Zhu Wen was like a mortal, and the spiritual power in his body was temporarily bound.

Ling Pengyun and others also locked Zhu Wen in a guest room in the backyard of the grocery store and did not intervene.

After taking care of Zhu Wen, Ling Pengyun had time to ask.

"Dad and Mom, have you cooked the New Year's Eve dinner? The seven Songhua Spirit Chickens I raised are all two pounds and seven or eight taels. 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. I kept the best-tasting first-grade top-grade winter bamboo shoots."

"It must be delicious to stew Songhua Spirit Chicken with these bamboo shoots."

After saying that, Ling Pengyun summoned five Songhua Spirit Chickens tied up with flowers, and several pounds of winter bamboo shoots produced by first-grade top-grade Qingling Bamboo.

Yang Qiuyun took all these spiritual objects and said with a smile. "Now the sun has just set and you haven't arrived yet. I'm afraid that the food will get cold if you don't arrive, so I only prepared the spiritual materials for the New Year's Eve dinner."

The family of three chatted for a while in the backyard of the grocery store, and then prepared the New Year's Eve dinner together.

The five Songhua spiritual chickens that Ling Pengyun brought this time all had bad endings. They were all beheaded and plucked by Ling Pengyun and Ling Xiaohua, and handed over to Yang Qiuyun to cook into Songhua spiritual chicken stewed with winter bamboo shoots, white-cut Songhua spiritual chicken, braised Songhua spiritual chicken, etc.

As soon as the dishes were ready, the family came to the table to eat, drink and chat, and it was a happy scene.

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

"Dad, Mom, the spiritual plants in Lingyun Mountain cannot do without people. I came to Yunshui Market some time ago and delayed the growth of those spiritual plants in Lingyun Mountain. If I delay it again, I am afraid that the roots of those spiritual plants will be damaged and the efficacy of the medicine will be affected. I will leave first."

"As for Zhu Wen, please take care of him. After the New Year, when the eighteenth great-grandfather leads the family convoy to transport supplies to this market, you can hand him over to the eighteenth great-grandfather."

"It's a small matter. It's a good thing to pick up a person who can draw fireball talismans for free." Ling Xiaohua said with a smile.

If Zhu Wen hadn't killed Ling Pengyun, he would never have captured Zhu Wen alive in the market.

After all, this matter is not an upright matter. Once it is known to others, I am afraid that no one will dare to buy spiritual objects in this Lingxiao Grocery Store.

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

Under such circumstances, imprisoning Zhu Wenke was not excessive, even if he was skinned and skinned, it would not be a big deal.

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

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