Peerless Insect Deity

Chapter 114: Farting to Accelerate



After Song Lingtian completed the registration, the steward handed over three jade orders, which read: Taixuan Demon Slaying Order.

The steward said: "You can take them and drip blood to recognize the master. The intelligence pigeons of the Righteous Alliance and the sect can only find the cultivators who carry the Demon Slaying Order. At the same time, the Demon Slaying Order can sense the signals sent by other Demon Slaying cultivators within a radius of 30 miles, so that the Righteous cultivators can rush to help and join forces with each other. At the same time, only those who carry the Demon Slaying Order can freely enter and exit the Righteous Alliance's base in the mortal world for everyone to rest."

"In addition, once the cultivator dies, the Demon Slaying Order will also completely disintegrate, so you don't have to worry that the Demon Slaying Order will be snatched by the demons and monsters for other uses."

"This Demon Slaying Order is the core communication method of this Demon Slaying Plan. It is a sub-artifact of the Taiji Sect's magic weapon Wujie Order. After a month, the Demon Slaying Order can also display the Demon Slaying Golden List for the Righteous cultivators in the world to check at any time."

Ye Lin and the other two were slightly surprised.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly ordinary token is actually a sub-magic weapon of a magic weapon.

Although there is only one word difference between this magic weapon and magic weapon, the power and function are very different.

The immortal treasures used by cultivators are divided into four major grades: magic weapon, spiritual weapon, magic weapon, and Taoist weapon. Each major grade is divided into four minor grades: low grade, medium grade, high grade, and top grade.

Generally speaking, cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage use the lowest grade magic weapon, while the masters in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the Core Formation Stage, and even the Nascent Soul Stage use spiritual weapons on a daily basis. The magic weapons above the spiritual weapons are extremely precious and rare. Each one is the treasure of the major sects and the sect heritage of the entire sect for thousands of years.

No wonder it is only a low-grade magic weapon, but its function is so powerful.

Ye Lin cut his finger and dripped blood on the Demon Slaying Order. The Demon Slaying Order flashed with a flash of light. In an instant, Ye Lin felt that he had a wonderful connection with it. Ye Lin and the other two tied the Demon Slaying Order around their waists.

Just like that, the Changsheng Society's Demon Slayer Team has been registered, and Ye Lin and the other two have left the Demon Slayer Hall.

Ye Lin said in a daze: "Where should we go next? Should we stand here and wait for information and then wait for an opportunity to act?"

Song Lingtian shook his head and said: "That's too inefficient, and all the information released by the Righteous Alliance and the sects are large group actions. For example, if a demon sect stronghold is discovered, the surrounding demon slayers will be called upon to eradicate it together. In this case, there are basically too many monks and too little porridge. Even if we go there, we can't grab a few demon cultivators' heads."

"Let's go to Wanshan County first!"

Ye Lin was slightly stunned, and said in some doubt: "Wanshan County?"

He had heard of Wanshan County. It is a prefecture three thousand miles away from Taixuan Gate. It belongs to the border state of the Great Xuan Dynasty and is also the prefecture closest to the Ten Thousand Mountains in the entire Great Xuan Dynasty.

Song Lingtian and Ye Lin were talking while flying into the air on their swords. Ye Lin rode on Xiaolan, and Wang Changsheng followed closely on the golden ingot magic weapon.

Song Lingtian continued: "Since Wanshan County is the farthest from the sect and the capital of our Great Xuan Dynasty, it has a special geographical location. Both the sect and the court have very limited influence there."

"For hundreds of years, the remnants of the Demon Sect have often huddled in the Ten Thousand Mountains, so Wanshan County is also the prefecture most affected by the Demon Sect in our Great Xuan Dynasty!"

"According to the intelligence of the court, there are many Demon Sect strongholds of all sizes there, and many civilians in Wanshan County are proud to join the Demon Sect. Not only us, but most of the demon-slaying teams organized by the top geniuses of our sect have targeted Wanshan County as the first target. In the area closer to the sect, there are really few people from the Demon Sect."

After hearing what Song Lingtian said, Ye Lin suddenly realized.

In the past two years, he has been practicing hard in seclusion, and he really knows very little about the outside world. In terms of intelligence information, he is far inferior to Song Lingtian, who has mastered the news of various forces.

"In that case, we will hurry up and ignore the intelligence we receive. We will first arrive at Wanshan County and then wait for an opportunity to act." Ye Lin said.

Song Lingtian said: "That's what I meant. Next, you must follow closely!"

As soon as Song Lingtian finished speaking, the speed of the flying sword under his feet increased sharply, and his figure flashed and rushed into the sky.

As a sword cultivator, Song Lingtian's sword-flying technique is naturally superb. Song Lingtian concentrated all his magic power on the flying sword, and the speed can be said to be extremely fast. In just a blink of an eye, he can fly dozens of feet away.

Ye Lin, who was sitting cross-legged on Xiaolan's back, had no expression on his face, but patted Xiaolan's head: "Follow."

Xiaolan's flapping speed suddenly increased, and at the same time, a blue light appeared on his buttocks. With a "whoosh", Xiaolan shot out like an arrow and rushed into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Song Lingtian who flew away before him.

Then, the blue light on Xiaolan's butt slowly went out...

Song Lingtian was extremely surprised.

"It turns out that you, a butt bug, can not only fart bombs, but also fart to accelerate flight. The speed is so exaggerated, it's really... unprecedented!"

Ye Lin said nonchalantly: "These are all basic operations, don't panic."

Originally, Song Lingtian wanted to compete with Ye Lin, but Ye Lin didn't want to fight him, so Song Lingtian planned to show off his skills in front of Ye Lin to see if he could beat Ye Lin. After all, he was extremely curious about how Ye Lin had grown in the past two years.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lin caught up with him in an instant, without giving him a chance to be proud.

Song Lingtian and Ye Lin were racing, which made Wang Changsheng, who had been behind, suffer. Seeing that the two were as fast as lightning, he gritted his teeth and directly slapped two wind runners. Under the push of two strong winds, he could barely see the figures of Ye Lin and Song Lingtian running side by side.

"Why has the air in the sky become so smelly... Ugh..."

Wang Changsheng's face turned pale. At this time, his stomach was churning. He resisted the urge to vomit and quickly slapped two speed runners on the gold ingot. Only then did he completely catch up with Ye Lin and Song Lingtian.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that sometimes running too slowly is really only worthy of eating farts. If someone chases Ye Lin in the future, the scene is simply unimaginable..."

Relying on farting to speed up is the result of Xiaolan's practice in the ancient ring of the insect emperor in the past two years. Ye Lin gave him a resounding name, called the fart escape technique.

If Xiao Lan used all his fart power, his speed would surprise even a strong person in the foundation-building stage. The most important thing is that wherever he passed, the fragrance would linger for a hundred miles, and the fart smell would not dissipate for three days and three nights.

Wang Changsheng shrugged his nose again.

"What's the matter? It still smells a bit..."

Then he smelled his clothes and immediately showed an ugly look on his face. It turned out that his Taoist robe was contaminated by the fart smell, and now it was emitting a foul smell all the time. Fortunately, he flew fast enough and the wind was not blowing towards him, otherwise he would really doubt his life along the way.

Ye Lin threw a pill to Wang Changsheng with some amusement: "Swallow this to block the fart smell and make you feel better along the way."

Wang Changsheng felt relieved and cast a grateful look. He quickly swallowed the pill. I don't know if it was an illusion, but I felt much better instantly.

"Brother Ye, your car is really unique. I, Wang, am ashamed of myself."


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