Volume 3 Ancient Battlefield - Good Luck Chapter 186 The Mosquito Demon Attacks
Darkness enveloped the entire Wushan City and it was late at night and everyone was asleep.
Shen Tian sat cross-legged, with the spirit stones spread out on the bed as if they were free.
The soldier next to him stared blankly, his eyes full of envy and yearning.
When will he be able to squander his spiritual energy to practice like this? He couldn't even dream of it.
You know, for the true disciples of the holy land, hundreds or thousands of spirit stones are just pocket money.
But for the vast majority of disciples in the sect, this is already a huge fortune.
After all, in the mortal world, one spirit stone can be exchanged for a full thousand taels of silver.
Those who can consume spirit stones without any pressure are all super rich!
But people like Junhan, who were born in ordinary families, have to save every spirit stone.
This man holds the rank of captain in the Wushan Army and is already a middle-level official in the Wushan military camp.
However, even so, his monthly salary was only half a spirit stone, or 500 taels of silver.
If the Wushan army could go out of the city to hunt and get extra rewards, perhaps they could make some extra money.
But now, blood demons and mosquito spirits occasionally cause trouble in the city, and people are in panic.
The Wushan Army could only be on alert at all times and guard the city every day.
If the spirit stones that Shen Tian used for his practice at night were converted into soldiers' salaries.
It is probably equivalent to the savings he has accumulated from working in Wushan City for hundreds of years without eating or drinking!
It has to be said that a rich person’s one practice is worth a poor person’s life savings, and this is true in any world.
When the last great cycle was completed, all the spirit stones around Shen Tian lost their crystal luster.
Shen Tian exhaled the foul air, and the energy that had been consumed on the journey finally recovered a little.
He looked at the soldier and asked, "Young man, what is your name?"
The burly man said cautiously, "My surname is Zeng, and my given name is Biao."
Zeng Biao?
Shen Tian seemed to be thinking about something. It was quite brave of a person who was only at the third level of Qi Refining to dare to stop this Saint Son who was at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Shen Tian took out a red sword from the Cangming Ring: "This is a low-grade magic sword."
"I will ask you some questions from now on. If you answer them well, the sword will be yours."
This low-grade magical sword was picked up by Shen Tian during the chaos in Misty City.
Shen Tian has a lot of spiritual weapons on him, even a complete set of holy weapons. To be honest, these magical weapons are of no use at all.
But for Zeng Biao, a low-grade magic knife is worth at least hundreds of spirit stones.
Based on his income, he would have to go without food and drink for decades to be able to afford it.
Moreover, the low-grade magic weapon can just bring out the power for him.
He is also unable to control the more powerful mid-grade and high-grade magical weapons.
On the contrary, it is easy to be guilty of possessing a treasure, which may attract the covetousness of some people with high cultivation and may lead to disaster.
As long as he can get this low-grade magic weapon, Zeng Biao's strength can be increased by at least 50%, and he will be reborn.
In the future, he will be safer when he goes out hunting, and his ability to survive will increase many times.
Thinking of this, Zeng Biao hurriedly said: "Senior, please feel free to ask me. I will tell you everything I know!"
Shen Tian nodded with satisfaction: " Tell me everything you know about the mosquito spirit."
Although the time and place had been completely determined in the Beidou Saint's opportunity picture.
But with the lesson learned from the last car accident in the Misty Plains, Shen Tian still felt that it was not safe enough.
Therefore, he must know everything about this mosquito spirit, and know it like the back of his hand!
Is it that simple? Zeng Biao was overjoyed. Isn't this like giving away treasure?
Sure enough, I had always praised the senior immortal master for his handsomeness, and the immortal master was happy.
I knew it, the handsome immortal master senior would definitely be generous and magnanimous!
Zeng Biao was extremely glad that he had stopped Shen Tian's decision before, and began to introduce the mosquito spirit.
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From Zeng Biao, Shen Tian learned that this mosquito spirit suddenly appeared in recent months.
At first, it only attacked the cattle and sheep ranches outside Wushan City and sucked the blood of cattle and sheep.
Moreover, his cultivation level is not very strong, only around the Qi Refining stage.
Wushan City sent out some elite warriors in the Qi Refining Stage to search and hunt it down.
I thought I could easily deal with the evildoer.
Unexpectedly, the mosquito demon was so powerful that it killed all the soldiers.
After killing all the warriors, the mosquito demon disappeared mysteriously, as if it had directly left the vicinity of Wushan City.
However, two months later, it appeared again, this time directly in Wushan City.
At this time, the strength of this mosquito spirit has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.
It can suck an adult dry in an instant.
It slaughtered people wantonly in the city, frantically sucking the blood of the people.
As a result, the mosquito spirit's strength broke through the bottleneck and advanced to the foundation-building stage.
In that battle, several Foundation Establishment cultivators had their blood and essence sucked out, turning into mummies.
The old city lord of Wushan City, who was in the Jindan stage, came out of seclusion, but in the end he could only injure it and escape, without being able to capture it.
I thought this mosquito would never come back after I was injured, but I didn't expect that only two months had passed.
The mosquito spirit appeared again, and its cultivation level was already half a step away from the Jindan stage.
In that battle, the old city lord who had been in Dan formation for hundreds of years was actually no match for this mosquito demon.
He was suppressed and beaten by the mosquito demon and almost had his blood sucked dry. He had to detonate all his magical weapons before he could repel it.
Because of his serious injuries, the old city lord died within a few days, and there were no more Jindan masters in the city.
Faced with the mosquito spirit that might come back at any time, everyone was panicked.
Therefore, they sent people to the Holy City of Beidou overnight to seek protection.
Wushan City is a vassal of Beidou Holy City and provides a large amount of taxes every year.
But on the other hand, if Wushan City encounters danger, Beidou Holy City will also protect it.
Therefore, although most people in Wushan City are afraid of the mosquito spirit, they are not particularly worried in their hearts.
After all, every time the mosquito demon left, it would come back two months later, so there was still plenty of time.
As long as the immortals from Beidou Holy City arrive, they will naturally be able to subdue this evil beast!
However, Shen Tian knew that everyone in Wushan City had been deceived.
This red-winged black mosquito is not as simple as they imagined.
And the next time it appears will not be two months later, but before tomorrow morning!
Because the Holy Son of Beidou will arrive at tomorrow morning, and when he arrives.
The entire Wushan City has turned into a dead city with basically no survivors.
In other words, the mosquito demon had completed the sneak attack and massacre before dawn!
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After hearing all the information Zeng Biao knew about the Red-winged Black Mosquito, Shen Tian had a rough idea in his mind.
He nodded and casually threw the low-grade magical sword to Zeng Biao.
At the same time, Shen Tian injected a divine thought into Zeng Biao's body.
That was a set of sword skills that Shen Tian had learned when he was in the Great Yan Kingdom.
It is certainly not comparable to the inheritance of the Holy Land Cave Heaven, but it can also be considered a pretty good technique.
Although the Thirteenth Prince became possessed after practicing, that was a matter of luck and had nothing to do with his swordsmanship.
Zeng Biao is a big and strong guy, but he is kind by nature and most importantly, he understands aesthetics.
After Shen Tian calmed down, he felt that he should reward this guy.
Zeng Biao was naturally very grateful for this. After all, this inheritance was much stronger than his own martial arts!
If Zeng Biao switches to practicing this set of skills, his future achievements will definitely double. This is a great opportunity!
Shen Tian accepted Zeng Biao's thanks generously, and then let Zeng Biao go back and practice with peace of mind.
He himself continued to meditate, adjusting his state to the best fit for battle.
Because Shen Tian knew that the enemy might arrive at the battlefield at any time!
You must always be in top condition .
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The night grows darker.
The stars are twinkling and it looks so beautiful.
Most people in Wushan City were already fast asleep.
However, in the City Lord's Mansion, Shen Tian's eyes suddenly opened.
A golden bolt of lightning shot straight into the sky and suddenly exploded above Wushan City.
The sound of thunder resounded throughout the entire Wushan City, waking countless sleeping people from their dreams.
One by one, the Foundation Establishment cultivators rushed to Shen Tianfang's room and carefully asked what was going on.
Shen Tian took a deep breath and leaped out like a dragon.
He stood proudly on the city wall, looking at the distant sky.
There, there are huge swarms of bloody mosquitoes...
It's coming in overwhelming numbers!
