Although she had a certain understanding of the evil spirits at the grave level, Xiao Ping still wanted to understand more comprehensively, so she asked Zhai Feng, "Brother Zhai, how powerful are the evil spirits at the grave level? I heard that the nobles in the county have spiritual weapons at home. Can spiritual weapons suppress evil spirits at the grave level?"

"Spiritual weapons are also classified into grades, generally divided into three levels: high, medium and low. Low-level spiritual weapons are ineffective against grave-level evil spirits. Only intermediate spiritual weapons have power, but their power is limited. Only high-level spiritual weapons can kill them."

After Zhai Feng finished speaking, he said, "Of course, it depends on the strength of the blood spirit of the spiritual weapon. The blood spirit is strong, the spiritual power is strong, the blood spirit is weak, the spiritual power is weak..."

Hearing this, Xiao Ping was silent.

The spiritual weapons are like the evil-suppressing stone lions in the village and the mountain spirits on the Black Mountain Cliff. They are all spiritual, but this "spirit" is alive, needs sacrifice, and sacrifices are to be made with blood circulation.

"Xiao Ping, I know you are not afraid of evil spirits, but we are afraid." Zhai Feng glanced at Xiao Ping with an admiring look.

He also heard about Xiao Ping killing the evil spirit of the red coffin-level, but he did not say it directly. "There are not many families in the entire county town with high-level spiritual weapons, so the evil spirit of the grave curtain level is almost rampant in the county town."

Xiao Ping glanced around and saw that the genius fell into darkness. There was no trace of people on the street, and there was not even a cat or dog. The shops on both sides of the street were all closed, the lights were all gone, and there was no sound. Only the night wind was whistling, making the huge county town quiet like an empty city.

Seeing this, Xiao Ping also smiled modestly, "Where is it, it's a grave-level evil spirit, I'm also afraid."

"It's good to wait until we get to the escort agency. Our Wuwei escort agency has three intermediate spiritual weapons to guard it. If the blood spirit is strong, I believe it can suppress that evil." Zhai Feng said with a smile.

"That's good." Xiao Ping said.

If you don’t go out after dark, this sentence is a warning to anyone.

So at this time, there was no need to give instructions. The bandits subdued by several corpses and Xiao Ping were all nervous and rushed forward.

Fortunately, the journey was safe and in less than a stick of incense, I rushed to the Wuwei Escort Agency.

A huge house with tall and mighty gatehouse, a huge ticket on the lintel, and four big characters written on it, Wuwei Escort Agency.

The courtyard wall is deep and three or four meters high. The blood-red light emitted from the courtyard is clearly the light of the blood spirit.

News in this world is far less than Xiao Ping's previous life. Although Heishan Fort is not far from the county town, the news of the escort team being robbed in one day and one night has not yet reached the county town.

The people from the Wuwei Escort Agency didn't know that when Zhai Feng got off the horse and called the door, the gatekeeper ignored him and did not dare to open it at all.

The evil spirits are in danger, and everyone is in danger. Every family is protected. If there is no emergency, they will never dare to open the door at night.

It took me a long time to knock on the door and finally opened.

The person who opened the door was an old man who was about fifty years old, with white hair and beard, and looked a little old. He looked pale and coughed constantly, as if he was sick, but there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. His eyes were shining brightly, which made people dare not underestimate him.

When Zhai Feng saw the old man, he knelt down on the ground and said ashamedly, "Master, my disciple is incompetent and has done things in a bad way, causing the escort team to be robbed..."

The remaining six bodyguards also knelt down to the old man and shouted at the head of the bodyguard.

The head of the ward, Lin Weiwu, changed his expression slightly when he heard this. He glanced at him and saw that there were only sixteen people who had warded out, and finally his eyes fell on Zhai Feng's left arm. Seeing that he had broken his arm, he was even more surprised and said, "Zhai Feng, your arm?"

"I was deposed by the evil bandit Heishan Tiger." Zhai Feng looked depressed and ashamed.

"..." Lin Weiwu breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned gray, his eyes became dim, and his body shook twice, showing a look of disappointment and loss. Then, his eyes turned to Xiao Ping, who was standing beside Zhai Feng, and said, "Who is this?"

"He is Xiao Ping," Zhai Feng said quickly. "If Xiao Ping hadn't brought someone to rescue him, we wouldn't have come back."

"Uh, Xiao Ping. I know." Lin Weiwu showed admiration, hurriedly turned around, reached out to compete, and said, "Please come in quickly."

Lin Weiwu was surprised and worried, after letting all the people in.

Of course, it was the 80 bandits. Although the 80 bandits did not have the word "band" written on their faces, with Lin Weiwu's experience and vision, they could not see their bandit spirit.

When I thought about how there were such a large number of strong men under Xiao Ping, I thought of them as bandits from Black Wind Castle.

"Senior Lin, Xiao Ping is polite." After entering, Xiao Ping first greeted Lin Weiwu.

He dared not disrespect Lin Weiwu. First of all, he had to obtain rare internal practice methods from the old man. Moreover, he found that although Lin Weiwu was seriously ill and the deadline was approaching, his eyes were shining brightly. He must have reached the internal practice level.

In fact, Lin Weiwu's cultivation level reached the level of "refining essence" and had essence in his body, and his eyes were covered with eyes. Even if he was seriously ill, his eyes were still shining with brilliance.

"I dare not take it," Lin Weiwu bowed quickly and said, "Brother Xiao saved my escort team and my apprentice. He is the benefactor of my Wuwei escort agency."

As he said that, his eyes swept at the 80 bandits standing in the rules, and doubt flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Ping captured the doubt on Lin Weiwu's face, and then quickly explained, "Senior, these people are bandits from Black Mountain Fort. They have been subdued by me. From then on, they have changed their evil spirits and returned to the right. Now they come with me to escort the escort team back. There is no other thought, so please feel free to you."

"Uh, that's good." Lin Weiwudao.

Then I asked the person below to prepare wine, food and entertainment. It's no problem.

The night is getting deeper.

The Wuwei Escort Agency was brightly lit, and three spiritual weapons emitted red light. The blood spirit almost enveloped the entire Wuwei Escort Agency. With spiritual weapons to guard it, they were not afraid of evil spirits.

During the meal, Lin Weiwu stood up solemnly, raised his glass to Xiao Ping, and said, "I am sick, so I will use tea instead of wine. I wish Brother Xiao a cup. Thank you Brother Xiao for your kindness to save our escort team."

Xiao Ping said in surprise, "Senior, I see that you are full of energy when you speak, your eyes are shining brightly, not like you are sick."

"I rely on the essence in my body to prolong my life. If it weren't for this little thing, my bones would have turned into ashes. How could I still eat and drink with me here?"

As he said that, Lin Weiwu laughed at himself, then stared at Xiao Ping's eyes, half surprised and half admired, "I see if Brother Xiao's eyes are shining, have you also reached the level of spiritual practice?"

"I haven't done it yet." Xiao Ping replied truthfully, "I just made great perfection outside, and now I'm missing a set of internal practice methods."

"Well, that's the old man who has misunderstood." Lin Weiwu became even more surprised, because only warriors who have entered the essence of essence and their eyes are filled with essence, and their eyes are shining. Xiao Ping's eyes are clearly shining with essence, but he has not yet refined essence.

How could he know that Xiao Ping now has 450 mental power, which is far beyond ordinary people, making him look full of eyes and energetic.

"Why would you like to ask me, how to use the method to forge your body?" Lin Weiwu asked again in surprise.

"Blood forging, thunder forging." Xiao Ping said.

At this time, he cannot hide his cultivation at all, otherwise he will appear to be dishonest and your character is not good enough. He will not be willing to pass on your bride and martial arts.

"Thunder Forge?!"

After hearing the word "Thunder Forge", the table was shocked.

Including Lin Weiwu,

Because the thunderbolt madman is rare in the world,

There are even fewer people who can achieve great perfection through thunder forging to achieve great success.

It can be said that 90% of people dare not choose the method of thunder forging.

And ninety-nine percent of those who pass the thunder forging method have already died before they reach the Great Perfection of External Forging.
Chapter completed!