The Night Watchman of Another World: I know a lot of things

Chapter 171: The Art of Returning All Lands to the Flow

The owner of Huang's Commercial Firm, Huang Tianling, was accidentally saved by Shen Tong when he was a teenager, so the two had a very good relationship. Huang Tianling naturally knew about Shen Tong's life experiences.

After reaching an agreement with Shen Tong, he fully supported the other party's revenge.

For this trip to Youyang, he spent a lot of money to hire good fighters at high prices. In order to ensure that everything would go well, he even used his connections to invite two masters who had reached the peak of the Soul Realm to accompany him.

Temporary entourage personnel like Yang Qing were just cannon fodder recruited with money in order to reduce the casualties of the masters on their side.

As for Manager Huang's previous eager look for talented people, he secretly just regarded Yang Qing as an elite cannon fodder.

Because he was betrayed in his youth, Shen Tong's character became extremely tough. He almost does not allow people around him to disobey him, especially when it comes to his revenge.

After scolding Shen Chan, Shen Tong pointed to a potted plant nearby and spoke.

"Well, now that so many people are traveling with us, the trip to Youyang cannot be changed.

Instead of crying here, you might as well practice the Wan Tu Gui Liu Jue that I taught you.

Among your competitors this time, there must be the grandchildren of the current saint.

If we win, everything will be fine. If we lose, haha, both of us will die without a burial place."

As he spoke, the potted plant exploded instantly under Shen Tong's finger.

The soil inside was crushed and gathered in mid-air, and the plants in the pots were instantly swallowed up, forming a ball of mud floating in the air.

"Let's get started. Let me continue practicing."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chan knew that it was useless to argue with her grandmother. Her natural character forced her to follow her grandmother's request and begin to practice the Ten Thousand Earths Return to Flow Technique.

Then, without any movement of his hands, the ball of soil floating in the air began to change into various shapes according to Shen Chan's wishes.

At first, it was simple objects such as knives, swords, and shields. Under Shen Chan's control, they began to perform attacking or defensive moves in the air.

Shen Tong, who was watching from the side, felt that it was too simple and snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

After Shen Chan heard this, the mud immediately dispersed and began to change into more delicate things, including flying birds and ferocious beasts, and their numbers even began to increase.

The lump of mud turned into two, two turned into four, eight turned into sixteen, and it became more and more.

Correspondingly, the volume of each one naturally becomes smaller and smaller.

But no matter how small they are, whether it is the feathers of the clay bird or the hair of the clay tiger, they are all clearly visible and lifelike, demonstrating Shen Chan's extremely superb ability to control the earth.

"it is good!"

Even though Shen Tong had seen this many times, he still couldn't help but applaud.

I have been immersed in the Art of All Lands Returning to Flow for many years, but I have to admit that I am not as talented as my grandchildren.

"Chan'er, if you can't become the saint of my Tujia clan, it would be a pity for your affinity with earth-related Taoism.

Do you know that the sacred object guarded by my Tujia clan for generations - Xirang - is exactly the treasure suitable for your talent?

Just imagine that there is an endless amount of innate soil for you to use, which can perfectly fit any of your ideas. Combined with your innate talent for controlling the soil, who can be your opponent among people of the same level?

Therefore, you must seize the position of Saint, for my grandmother and for yourself."

Having said that, Shen Tong grabbed Shen Chan's arms, with a hint of madness in his eyes, which made Shen Chan feel cold all over.

During the next two days, everyone took a rest.

Huang's Trading Company was still recruiting soldiers, while Yang Qing rested in Shanmen Village during the day, recuperating and occasionally going to the street to buy some supplies.

At night, Yang Qing, who had rested well, used his magical power of using a fake object to quietly fly out of the village wall and go hunting evil spirits in the wild.

But just as Bai Jiujiu said, the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Miao Territory is indeed the world of humans and ferocious beasts.

With the joint efforts of these two parties, not many evil spirits remained in the mountains and forests of Miaojiang.

During these two nights, Yang Qing only got a dozen or so Filthy Trace Beads, and they were all first-level.

Moreover, if he did not possess the ability to see through walls and his unprecedentedly strong vision, he would probably not have been able to find so many evil spirits.

Of course, in addition to the evil spirits, Yang Qing also wiped out a group of green-maned wolves.

However, if these guys had not had such sensitive sense of smell and hearing, and had not been chasing Yang Qing relentlessly, Yang Qing really had no intention of killing them.

After all, killing these ferocious beasts is not only time-consuming and laborious to deal with their fur and other parts, but the smell of blood can easily attract other ferocious beasts. It is far less convenient than picking up the evil beads and getting away.

Fortunately, although Yang Qing lacked other things, he had plenty of storage bags.

I found an empty storage bag to put the things in, brought them back to the village, and then found a fur shop to sell them.

In addition, in the past two days, Yang Qing would go to Apa witch doctor every morning to see how the medicine he prescribed for him was.

But it must be said that although the medicine doctor Apa’s fees are not cheap, his medical skills are still worthy of recognition. In this regard, Bai Jiujiu did not lie.

When he went there the next morning, he had already prepared a black ointment for Yang Qing. After applying it carefully to Yang Qing, he told Yang Qing to come see him again in the evening.

When Yang Qing arrived as agreed in the evening, the Apa witch doctor shaved another piece of flesh from Yang Qing's wound.

Afterwards, he did not keep Yang Qing and only asked Yang Qing to come to him early in the morning on the third day to continue changing the medicine.

Over the past two consecutive days, after the Apa witch doctor had been constantly testing and mixing medicines, he finally managed to mix the ointment that could remove the corrosion of the large jade bone flower on the morning of the third day, before Yang Qing was about to leave Shanmen Village.

"For your injury, the main thing is to remove the remaining poison. I see you have a strong recovery ability.

Change this medicine every two days and apply it on the corroded wound. It will be fine in seven or eight days."

As the witch doctor Apa spoke, he bandaged Yang Qing's corroded left hand with a bandage. After a while, Yang Qing was wrapped up like a "one-armed man".

Although Yang Qing had corrosive wounds all over his body, his left hand was particularly serious.

When Yang Qing arrived at Huang's Trading Company dressed as a disabled person, the members of the caravan were gathering, putting away their luggage and preparing to set off.

Since the road was entirely mountainous, the caravan used horses for transportation and there were no carriages.

At this moment, seventy or eighty horses filled up half of the street, half of them were loaded with goods, and the rest were being carefully tied up by the caravan's entourage, with the goods tied to the horses.

Seeing Yang Qing's appearance, Manager Huang, who was arranging matters nearby, walked over with an unexpected look on his face.

"Why are you bandaged like this? Is your injury recurring? Will it affect your ability to join the team?

If that's the case, then the price we negotiated before is no longer valid!"

"No, I just asked the Apa witch doctor here to prescribe some medicine and bandage it like this. He said it will heal in a few days."

Yang Qing knew what the other party was worried about, so he explained.

Perhaps it was because this witch doctor Apa was quite famous in Shanmen Village. Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper Huang said nothing more. He pointed to a group of tied horses not far away and asked Yang Qing to go there and choose one to ride. Then he turned around and continued to direct his men to work.

Following the instructions, they came to the place where Manager Huang said the horses were parked. At this moment, there were more than a dozen tall horses tied there, and a group of people dressed as monks were looking at Yang Qing.

Some were more friendly and nodded at Yang Qing, while others were more indifferent and ignored Yang Qing. Some even had a hint of amusement in their eyes when they saw the bandage on Yang Qing's hand.

These people should have been hired, and after this deal everyone will go their separate ways, so Yang Qing doesn't care about their attitudes.

After a while, with the leader's shout of "Hewu!", the Huang's Trading Company's team started to set off and slowly walked out of the Shanmen Village.

There were nearly a hundred horses, stretching for more than half a mile, and they were not very conspicuous along the way.

In the middle of the team, two figures covered by black gauze and black robes were particularly eye-catching.