In the following days, Qin Guan practiced more and soon consolidated his seventh level of cultivation.

During these days, Qin Dashou kept muttering.

"The old Taoist's devil-killing thing is ready, saying it will be tomorrow."

"The old Taoist took fifty yamen runners out to find the drought."

"I heard that it seems that something appeared in Niujiazhuang. It was said that it was an ancestral tomb of the Niu family. The old Taoist wanted to dig the tomb, but the Niu family did not do it. You also know that the Niu family had been a Jinshi before, and they were afraid that the family's Feng Shui would be damaged."

Through my father's remarks, Qin Guan knew the latest progress of this matter.

During lunch that day, Qin Dashou's face looked a little bad. Qin Guan appeared and asked, "Father, what's wrong."

"Hey, the old Taoist priest is back, but he was carried back. More than a dozen people died of the yamen runners this time. The monster is so powerful that it seriously injured the old Taoist and alarmed the drought. Guangling is in trouble now. Guan'er, should we hide in other places?" Qin Dashou said.

Qin Guan was shocked and asked, "How could this happen? What about the old Taoist priest?"

"I'm not dead yet, but I'm dying, I'm afraid I can't stand it today. However, the old Taoist is also a person who does things. He even muttered, asking us to invite the masters as soon as possible, otherwise the drought will come out. At that time, the corpse will spread all over the world, and Guangling will suffer from the creatures." Qin Dashou said worriedly.

Qin Guan frowned. He knew that he could not ignore this matter because it had already involved the safety of his family.

After lunch, Qin Guan came to the county government office. At this time, the old Taoist priest of the Tiandao Sect was stopped here and waited for death.

Qin Guan was also shocked when he saw him.

The old Taoist was pitch black all over, as if he had been baked in the stove, and his whole body was muddy and unrecognizable. The beautiful beard was gone, and his body was tattered in Taoist robe and became a beggar's outfit.

Lying on the bed, I vented more and less, as if I was about to die.

The magistrate, chief clerk, county magistrate, and well-known village gentry were also there, all of whom were frowning, not knowing what to do now.

Qin looked at the old Taoist and reached out to hold his pulse. Everyone was stunned. I wonder what Qin Guan was going to do. County Magistrate Di asked, "Shaoyou, can you see a doctor?"

Qin Guan shook his head and said nothing, continued to take his pulse. He put down his hand for a while and helped the old Taoist up. Someone was about to stop him, but when he saw Qin Guan shut up again, Qin Guan straightened the old Taoist straightened him, put it in a cross-legged position, took out a pill from his arms, stuffed it into his mouth, and patted it on the back, and the pill slid into the Taoist priest's throat.

"Gululu~"

The old Taoist priest roared alone,

"Puff~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He actually made a big fart, and everyone smelled a stench, which was so smoldered that it covered its nose and ran out of the house. Qin Guan waved his hand and threw the stench out directly. Suddenly, the people in the yard smelled the stench again, and everyone hid again.

Qin Guan looked at the old Taoist who woke up Youyou and said, "Has the old immortal master been better?"

The old Taoist looked at Qin Guan and said in a faint voice: "Thank you for your help. I have seen fellow Taoists before, but I didn't see him as a fellow Taoist."

"Since the Taoist priest has done it, it's not in vain that I spent a spiritual pill." Qin Guan said.

The old Taoist sighed and said, "Although fellow Taoist's spiritual pill restored my body, I was infected with the drought-bag corpse fire poison, but I had no way to save myself. I could not delay it for three or five days at most."

Qin Guan smiled. This old man was so cunning and wanted to help him detoxify the corpse fire.

Qin Guan said: "You tell me about that monster."

The old Taoist took a breath and said with difficulty: "We arrived at Niujia Town the day before yesterday. I found that the evil spirit there was the heaviest. Finally, I confirmed that the Niujia ancestral grave was the place where the Hanba was hiding. Originally, the residential land was a good piece of land, but for some reason, it turned into a Jedi."

"At first, the Niu family disagreed, but in the end it was the county magistrate who ordered that the Niu family was willing to open the grave. At noon yesterday, I wanted to use the help of the yang energy to suppress the yin energy when the yang energy was the heaviest, but at the moment when the museum was opened, the monster in the coffin suddenly exploded and injured people, killing more than a dozen yamen runners in a row. Finally, I started fighting with him."

"But unexpectedly, after a thousand years, the monster had reached the realm of mysterious corpse, which became commonly known as the flying zombie. It was not afraid of the sun and was as hard as iron. The magic weapon I brought with me could not hurt him at all. Fortunately, I had the means of a talisman and almost subjugated him, but the zombie sprayed out a corpse fire. I was accidentally burned by him and almost died."

"Fortunately, he is not afraid of the sun but does not like the sun. There is no one around him, so he returns to the grave himself. I think he is still in that ancient tomb."

After Yuan Tong finished speaking, he looked at Qin Guan and said, "Brother Dao, this monster cannot be kept. If you give him some time to practice to the realm of heavenly corpse, by that time, if you do not have the power of the golden elixir to destroy him, it will be a great disaster for one side."

"Do you have any talismans that can control the demon corpse?" Qin Guan asked.

"There are some, but they can only be suppressed for a short time, but they can't control it." Yuan Tong said.

"Just suppress it for a short time, give it to me."

Yuan Tong widened his eyes. Those talismans were all refined by himself. This person wanted them, but he should save him.

In my Dharma Pocket.

Qin Guan was not polite, so he picked up Yuan Tong's pocket and grabbed a handful of talismans from it. Yuan Tong's face was thrusting with distress. Qin Guan asked him how to use it. The old Taoist explained one by one that Qin Guan had mastered these talismans.

Qin Guan took out another detoxification pill and fed it into Dao Yuantong's mouth. He poured some water from the water hyacinth with a bowl and fed it to Yuantong for drink.

After drinking this bowl of water, Yuantong felt as if she was drinking Miaoquan Spiritual Liquid. Her body, which seemed to have been dried, was greatly nourished, and her whole body seemed to have recovered its energy and spirit, unlike her state of dying just now.

Yuantong knew that she could not die and was overjoyed, "Thank you, Brother Dao, I haven't asked for my name yet, what kind of sect it is."

"Shushan Sword Sect, Qin Guan."

After Qin Guan finished speaking, he left the house directly.

Yuan Tong looked at Qin Guan's back in a daze and murmured, "I didn't expect that he was a disciple of Shushan Sword Sect. The disciples of the big sect are rich. No wonder they could take out two top-quality elixirs to treat their injuries."

After Qin Guan left, the magistrate felt that the smell was gone, so he brought people in. However, the old Taoist priest was very energetic, unlike the one he was about to die before. Everyone was surprised and happy. The magistrate asked, "Master, you are okay."

The old Taoist shook his head, "It's just that I can't die, it will take some time to recover."

"Oh, what should I do if I do that drought? Didn't you say that if I don't destroy the evil spirit in time, will it harm the world?"
Chapter completed!