There are people patrolling the Chashan Fort day and night.

In addition to teams of local warriors, there are also ten powerful warriors wandering around various areas holding lanterns.

As they passed the workshop area, they heard the sound of forging.

"Clang clang clang!"

"Huh? Who is still forging iron at this late hour?" The first one-eyed warrior asked the people around him.

Someone else replied: "There must be craftsmen working late at night..."

They followed the sound and came to the outside of the forge. Looking inside, they saw rows of blacksmith shops. Only one of them was lit, and the fire was brightly lit in the night.

I saw a young man from a distance, with a focused expression, tense muscles, hammering hard... He had forged one round, then quenched it, and while waiting for tempering, he kept hammering another piece.

Repeatedly without any intention of resting.

"Oh, I remember him," a warrior said, "This kid offended Manager Liao and was fined with dinner. Maybe Manager Liao asked him to work hard all night and didn't allow him to sleep."

"Why?" the one-eyed warrior asked.

Someone else replied: "Don't we know about Manager Liao? He's a villain! So I'm not surprised if someone is punished and not allowed to rest."

The one-eyed warrior chuckled lightly. He was neither given food nor sleep, and still had to do such heavy physical work, just to torture people to death.

Doesn’t that young man know that it’s late at night and no one is looking after him, so he doesn’t know how to be lazy for a while? Is he really honest?

But he pondered for a moment, and without saying anything, he led his men to continue patrolling: "Everyone, please be alert, there are monsters in Chashan Mountain recently."

"Instructor Ma, are there really monsters?" asked a thin warrior.

"Really!" Coach Ma touched the cloth covering his left eye and said seriously: "And the evil spirit is terrifying! The castle master went up the mountain to test it himself. It may be the spiritual consciousness stage..."

"hiss!"

Hearing the words Divine Consciousness Stage, many warriors present became nervous. To warriors, this was definitely a big monster.

"Don't panic, the castle is very popular, what do we have so many warriors afraid of? Moreover, the castle owner has a noble status, and the monsters dare not harm us. We have all obtained military status. The castle owner is sure that even if the monster comes, he will probably eat a few.

Untouchable." Coach Ma's tone was calm.

The emaciated warrior said worriedly: "But... what if the monster insists on eating us regardless of the fire in the mortal world?"

Coach Ma laughed loudly: "We martial arts practitioners are indeed very helpful, but the backlash of red dust fire is even more harmful. Why bother if the harm outweighs the benefit?"

"The monk used magic to kill a well-organized sergeant. If there is no special secret method to resolve it, it is estimated that a year of moral conduct will be damaged by the red dust fire."

"What is this concept? The most famous powerful man in the world, Penglai Immortal An Qisheng, has been practicing since the pre-Qin Dynasty. He has practiced Taoism for at least five or six hundred years. This... is enough to kill five or six hundred soldiers.

…”

"A hundred years ago, Sun Bofu, the little overlord of Jiangdong, was arrogant and arrogant. He offended Taiping Taoist Yu Ji and wanted to kill him several times. However, because the little overlord paid homage to the prefect of Kuaiji, and attacked the Marquis of Wucheng, he even had a vague idea of ​​separatist rule.

The king's appearance, the red dust and the fire, can be said to be equivalent to seventy or eighty years of Taoism, so in the end Yu Ji only frightened ghosts every night, plus secret calculations, and the use of ordinary cause and effect to cause him to die suddenly."

The warriors nodded, they had all heard of this. The nobles were the most powerful, the poor men were the second most powerful, the sergeants and sergeants were the second most powerful, and the untouchables were the weakest.

If immortals and demons are counterattacked by the red dust fire, they will be burned away and their realm will fall.

The emaciated warrior said nervously: "A noble person's fire is strong, but it does not mean that he is immune to all evil. If he is homeless, hungry, cold and desolate, and is reduced to the miserable situation of a refugee, the red dust fire will rapidly decline."

Everyone's expressions were solemn, as the world of mortals and fire is not static.

In the current era of great chaos, many noble families have fallen into disgrace, and many people have been displaced. The anger has become even weaker, and then evildoers are everywhere!

The emaciated warrior continued: "And I heard that there are many ways for immortals or demons to weaken the mortal fire of us mortals?"

Coach Ma curled his lips and said: "There are indeed many ways... Some noble gentlemen acted unscrupulously and were stupid and hopeless, so they were killed by monsters."

"But most of them are seeking their own death!"

The emaciated warrior looked confused: "Self-inflicted death?"

Coach Ma said: "There are many ways to weaken the red dust fire. The most serious one is the curse! It is permanent and unrecoverable."

"For example, the young master of the Shen family in Leling loved to flirt with women the most. The monster used some tricks to deceive him, saying that she was some kind of Wushan goddess who wanted to have sex with him and be a fairy couple forever... He really believed it!"

"Then the monster coaxed her to make random vows to God. The young man was so lustful that he swore several oaths but refused to do so. He was cut into 90% of the earthly fire and died in the hands of the monster."

All the warriors laughed: "How audacious are you to dare to swear to heaven casually? If heaven protects him, then he will be a ghost."

"Young masters from rich families should know not to swear at will..."

"He knows it from above, but doesn't know from below!"

"Hahaha! It's really a knife in the head for sex!"

The emaciated warrior was a little surprised: "Instructor Ma is really well-informed, he even knows the secrets of such a wealthy family!"

Coach Ma smiled proudly: "Our Yanshan sect has been a famous family for hundreds of years. How can it be that our reputation is in vain?"

Everyone is envious. Although the Yanshan sect has now lost its gate due to the raging barbarians, it was indeed a famous sect before. Coach Ma learned his skills in Yanshan, and even the wealthy are treated with courtesy, and they are like country warriors.

Naturally different.

The emaciated warrior cupped his hands and said, "I don't know what other taboos there are. Please tell us, Coach Ma, so that we, the crude warriors, can be wary of monsters."

"Yes, yes... please ask Coach Ma to give some guidance to the brothers!"

Many warriors present did not understand the red dust fire, so they asked for advice one after another.

Coach Ma's face was full of pride: "In that case, I will tell you... Do you know if you can kill the world of mortals?"

"Behead the world of mortals?" All the warriors were confused.

Coach Ma smiled: "You have never thought about it. The emperor obviously pursues immortality, why doesn't he cultivate immortality?"

"Because there are no immortal bones?" the emaciated warrior replied.

Coach Ma shook his head and said: "Let me put it another way, if there is a person with immortal bones in the royal family, why should he not be the emperor? Even the people with immortal bones and natural talents in the major aristocratic families are not the heads of the family? All the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty loved to talk about mystical doctrines.

But there isn’t a single cultivator?”

"It's because the first step into the immortal path is to kill the world of mortals!"

"Cut away the fire of this mortal world and become an outsider from now on!"

"They cannot have any worldly power! Only in this way can they use immortal bones!"

"Those who temper their bodies cut through the mortal world, activate their immortal bones, condense their magic power, and then have psychic vision and step into the immortal path. This is the magical stage."

The warriors suddenly realized, but they were all hopeless people, so this was just a story.

The emaciated warrior asked in confusion: "What does this have to do with us? We don't have immortal bones, how can we kill the mortal fire?"

"Yes!" Coach Ma said solemnly: "Anyone can make a wish to the way of heaven and cut off the fire of this mortal world."

"In the past, the young master of the Gao family in Pingcheng was deceived by monsters. After he died in the mortal world, he became a meal on the plate..."

All the warriors were stunned: "This... this is too stupid!"

Coach Ma shook his head: "The young master has immortal bones, but he is young and has not yet tempered his body. The monster helped him temper his body. When the two called themselves brothers, the monster asked the young master to cut through the mortal world immediately and break through quickly. The young master did not have much

I thought, so..."

All the warriors looked at each other: "Anyway, we don't have immortal bones, so we won't be killed in the world of mortals... No one can coax us!"

"Hong Chen Huo doesn't have to kill himself, others can kill him too!" Coach Ma gave them a sideways glance.

"What!" Everyone was shocked.

Coach Ma continued: "There are three things that can kill the mortal world. The first is the way of heaven! The second is the emperor!"

"As long as the emperor has formal rituals and prayers in the sky, he can kill anyone within the control of the country! Well, if a wealthy family controls the government, they can do it with the help of the emperor."

The emaciated warrior asked: "What about the third one?"

"Of course it is a magic weapon!" Coach Ma said with admiration: "It is said that a person who has achieved the Tao realm can refine a magic weapon that contains the patterns of heaven. This thing can cut through the world of mortals. So don't really think that the immortal family can't

They just don't bother to kill mortals."

The emaciated warrior smiled and said, "Are our monsters not that powerful? Are there other taboos?"

"Haha, yes, what kind of superior existence is it to achieve great power in the Tao realm? The monsters that haunt the tea mountain will never achieve it in their lifetime, so killing the world of mortals is not something to worry about."

"Yes, Coach Ma, let me tell you something simple."

The warriors were chatting and laughing, and had already inspected the livestock shed.

Unexpectedly, Coach Ma's face darkened: "There are simple ways, but what if the monsters listen to it?"

"What if this monster is hiding in the dark and doesn't know how to cut off the red dust fire? When I tell it, it learns it!"

"Uh..." Everyone's expressions changed.

Coach Ma glanced at them suspiciously: "You have been making noises, asking me to tell you how to peel off Hongchenhong! I almost took it lightly!"

"Is it possible that the monster is among you?"

He paid attention to everyone's expressions, but everyone looked at the others nervously in shock.

The performances are all natural, no one looks like a monster.

"Instructor Ma, could there be a mistake?"
To be continued...