Chapter 86 85: New vest, the green-robed patriarch of Zhongnan Sect
Seeing the old woman paralyzed in fear, the short Taoist in yellow cursed, loosened his grip, and threw the child off the cliff.
Anyway, after poisoning the two Taoist Lingbao people, his mission has been completed. As for the mortals involved, he will kill them no matter what.
The child wailed and screamed, his limbs tumbling, and he fell down the cliff.
"Hoo!" A wind of several feet passed by, and the invisible force wrapped the child and flew away towards the bamboo shed wine house.
"How is it possible..." The short Taoist suddenly felt that something was wrong, he was frightened at first and then frightened.
Surprisingly, the often grown pollen that had always been able to paralyze the monk's magical body had no effect.
What is scary is that those two people can cast spells dozens of miles apart, and their Taoist spells are far superior to theirs.
In addition, he came here alone, and was ordered by Peak Master Lingche to hold Ji Yuan and the two down. He had no helpers, so he had no intention of fighting for a while, turned around and ran away in the fog.
"Take it away!" Chen Hai shouted, with an excited face he raised his sword and Zong Wu stood up, like a flash of light, he chased after him.
"Catch him alive!" Ji Yuan also raised his head, touched his sleeve, and the wind swept across the sky, carrying the child like a meteor and flying towards it, and fell into the arms of the old woman on the ground.
"Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!" The old woman cried with joy. She hugged her grandson and wanted to kowtow, but Ji Yuan stopped her.
Just now Taoist priest Huang Yi urged, the reason why the old woman didn't move was because Ji Yuan used magic power to send a message, telling her not to move, saying that her grandson would be returned to her.
While the Taoist in yellow was talking, Ji Yuan also figured out that he was the only one nearby, so he asked Chen Hai, who had just practiced swordsmanship, to catch him.
Let’s say that Chen Hai pursued him with all his strength in the fog, and the short Taoist also climbed the wind and crossed the fog, trying his best to escape. In the time of a cup of tea, he had already passed hundreds of miles.
Both of them are mist-riding techniques, but Chen Haidao's magic power is more profound and his speed is slightly faster. He flew for more than a thousand miles and caught up with the Taoist a hundred feet behind him.
"Don't leave!" Chen Hai raised his sword and chased after him, shouting loudly and shouting through the clouds.
"The poor Taoist Lingshen, drunk Taoist brother, you are also a disciple of Xuanwei, why are you chasing me?" The short Taoist Lingshen was so frightened that he ran away even more fiercely.
Lingshen didn’t recognize Chen Hai, but he knew that he was a drunkard. He was known as the ‘Drunk Taoist’ and was quite famous in the inner sect of Xuanwei Sect.
“Brother Taoist, let me go. I have a hundred jars of good wine, all prepared with elixirs, and I would like to dedicate them to Brother Taoist!”
"Hahaha! It's a joke, if I kill you, the wine will be mine too!" Chen Hai chased after him, not believing it at all.
As he spoke, he was already more than twenty feet behind Lingshen. This distance was almost close to the body.
“Die!” Ling Shen’s expression was fierce, and suddenly he exploded, black smoke flew out from his cuffs, and exploded dozens of feet in an instant, sweeping towards Chen Hai behind him.
Although this spiritually profound magic power has not been cultivated for more than a hundred years, he is not an ordinary person. He once worshiped the famous Taoist man named "Poisonous Tooth Fairy" from Wolf Poison Cave in Changdi Mountain in the Southern Wilderness. The ancestor was a foster father, who had learned a lot of pharmacology and was good at refining magical poisons. He was hired by many talented people who paid a lot of money and assigned him to delay Ji Yuan and the two.
Xuanwei Dao is not a mixture of Taoism, demons, and leftist ways; but each generation has hundreds of thousands of disciples, and only a few can advance to the level of true disciples. The rest can only seek their own future, and those who have the opportunity either become apprentices to leftist ways, or learn from leftist ways. Secret Zen side door.
The black smoke is called "blood poison", which contains countless powdered poisons. It is mixed with hundreds of snake venoms and medicinal poisons collected from deep mountains and valleys. It is usually put into a bamboo tube and hidden in the sleeve.
Once released, this poison will instantly corrode for thousands of feet. If any living creature, hair or skin gets even a trace of it, it will seep into the body from the pores. Within a few breaths, it will take effect. Qi and blood will flow backwards all over the body, and menstruation will He died in all kinds of tragic circumstances, which is extremely vicious.
When Chen Hai saw the black smoke hitting his face and the fishy smell hitting his nose, he knew something was wrong and held his breath.
Fortunately, he was within a hundred steps of Ling Shen, and he had already secretly accumulated strength and concentrated his energy, preparing the sword light, intending to combine his body and sword to catch him in one fell swoop. At this time, the poisonous mist hit his face, and he couldn't care less , immediately showed off his sword skills.
The sword light stretched out about ten feet long, turned around, and wrapped around the body. There was a thunderbolt, and the sword light shot out of the black smoke. It clashed left and right, and the sharp sword light stirred up the black smoke. You have to scatter in all directions and pass through.
But it is a method of integrating body and sword.
If it were anyone else, even if they had hundreds of years of magical power, they could escape from the ground and fly into the sky, but at such a close distance, they would really have to be poisoned.
Fortunately, Chen Hai's swordsmanship skills have just begun. At this time, the body and the sword merge into one, turning into a sword light. The poisonous mist is not even close to the sword light, and as soon as it gets close, it is turned into powder by the sharp sword energy.
Lingshen was horrified and shouted: "Supernatural power? What kind of sword are you talking about..."
Before he finished speaking, the sword light was in front of him, hunting the evil wind. He hit Lingshen's face, "Pah!" A slap hit Lingshen's cheek hard.
He immediately suppressed the remaining words in his stomach, spitting blood from his teeth, feeling like stars were shooting out of his eyes, and his cheeks hurt so much that they penetrated his bones, as if they were no longer his own flesh and blood.
Lingshen screamed and fell down the cloud, covering his face.
"Pfft!" The sword light came first, flashing past like a ray of light, circling around the fallen soul, accompanied by blood mist splashing.
Ling Shen screamed in agony, and his two arms flew down and were instantly cut into sticks by the light of the sword.
Chen Hai's figure was revealed in the sword light, his face was pale, he held the sword in his left hand, grabbed Lingshen's collar with his right hand, and captured him.
"Ah..." Lingshen lost both arms in pain, leaving a bloody palm mark on his left cheek. His painful cheek trembled and he screamed in agony.
While shouting, he kept spitting out broken teeth, but it was Chen Hai’s slap that was so hard that it not only broke his left cheekbone, but also broke half of his teeth.
"Despicable villain, if my senior brother had not ordered you to live, I would have cut you in half with one sword." Chen Hai was furious.
If I hadn’t prepared the body and sword and carried it just now, then maybe I would be the one screaming now.
Chen Hai felt angry and horrified, and he had a little more understanding of this sinister world of cultivation.
Cutting off Ling Shen's arms is to prevent him from sneaking up and poisoning him again.
No matter how high his poison skills are, if he loses his arms, he can't pinch, can't adjust his magic power, and can't even capture objects from the air, so there's nothing to be afraid of.
Mana is actually the innate Qi that is the integration of essence, Qi and Shen Yuan; it is not the so-called internal force or internal Qi that is condensed in the Dantian; it seems to be inside the body, but it is actually outside the body.
It seems to be tangible, but it is actually intangible; it is both real and tangible, but it is also like Taoism, invisible and intangible.
Unless one’s state of mind reaches a certain level, there is no way to mobilize magic power without making secrets, thinking, or using methods.
Many finger spells are like switches that activate mana.
The Suixian Sect only accepts disciples with all ten fingers. Monsters and beasts become spirits. They must first cultivate themselves into human beings before they can twist the secrets and cast spells.
It’s not that you can’t practice without fingers. It’s just that unless you come from a noble family, the seniors of the Immortal Sect don’t have the time and energy to replace the fingers and limbs of others.
Chen Hai mentioned Ling Shen and flew back through the fog. In about a stick of incense, he rushed back to the bamboo shed teahouse on the roadside, where Ji Yuan was sitting there waiting for him.
Throwing Lingshen, who had lost too much blood and was pale and dying, on the ground.
"I lived up to my senior brother's orders and captured the thief Dao Lingshen alive." Chen Hai proudly accepted the credit.
"Lingshen? Did Lingche send you here?" Ji Yuan looked at Lingshen, who was on the ground with a pale face.
"Yes, he gave me 50,000 merit points; he asked me to think of a way to hold the two senior brothers for two days starting at a quarter past noon today..."
Hit this, It was a failure; Lingshen had nothing to hide.
He endured the pain and shouted: "Since I have miscalculated, my senior brother wants to kill or let go, so please give me a break."
Not that Ling Shen has much backbone.
It's about fighting within the same sect, whether it's inner sect competition, or whether the true faction is fighting for the position of leader; other disciples and elders have to stand in line and bet their money; if the team fails to stand, it is a stipulation that surrender will not be killed.
Of course, you have to kill, no one said anything; it’s just that it will give you some decent pleasure.
After all, this is an internal fight, not a capture of foreign monsters. No one talks about loyalty, integrity, and loyalty. If you fail, surrender decisively without any shame.
Ji Yuan looked at Chen Hai.
Chen Hai took a sip of wine and said: "This guy is bluffing people openly and using poison secretly. He is not a good guy and should be killed."
"Brother Taoist, please give me a good time." Lingshen did not beg for mercy and pressed hard. I suppressed the fear of death in my heart, stretched my neck, and closed my eyes. "Don't worry, my sword is very fast."
Chen Hai drew the sword with his right hand and slashed down, white light flashed, and blood surged several feet from his chest.
The head rolled out seven or eight feet and landed in front of the old woman holding her grandson. The mother-in-law and grandson were so frightened that they retreated in panic.
"These deviant people are all quite heroic." Ji Yuan sighed as he looked at the ferocious head.
No wonder there is a legend that you should not mess with the sects of the three mountains and five mountains. When someone calls, a group of people will come, introduce a leader of the evil sect, and arrange a fight.
Compared with some people who claim to be righteous and forget their lives for small profits, these people do not practice Taoism deeply, forget about life and death, practice small skills and go astray, but they also appear to be extremely united.
Just like Gu Lingmiao once robbed Lingche of an opportunity.
Ling Che was not a leftist, but he had close contacts with the leftist. With a wave of his arms, people from three mountains and five mountains gathered together and introduced a 'Five Yin Master' as their leader. Ingenious revenge.
"Brother, he said that Lingche and others agreed to take action in the valley on the eastern border of Beiyang at a quarter past noon. Doesn't that mean that several quarters of an hour has passed now?" Chen Hai was a little worried.
The chasm valley, also known as the Tianyuan, is bottomless and is split between two mountains. It is seven to eight hundred feet wide. It is in the eastern part of the Beiyang Dynasty. It is also the only way to enter Beiyang from the northern end of the Yue Kingdom. .
It is not close to Caizhu Ridge, more than 10,000 miles away.
Lingshen explained all of Lingche's plans, gathered all his strength, attacked Lingmiao's side first, and then turned back to destroy Jiyuan.
Ling Shen’s mission originally started at noon today, following Ji Yuan and the two.
If Ji Yuan and his two men seemed to want to support Ming Miao to the northeast, they would try to use poison to stop them.
As a result, Ling Shen was greedy for merit and thought he was smart. Knowing that Chen Hai was good at wine, he poisoned the wine in a roadside tea shop and took the grandson of the old woman in the tea shop as a hostage.
Using the rare Changyanghua poison, Ji Yuan and the two of them were paralyzed in an attempt to harvest their heads and go back to ask for credit.
As a result, Ji Yuan had known the poison a long time ago and noticed it as soon as he smelled the faint smell in the wine. He and Chen Hai held the wine in their mouths without swallowing it.
In fact, even if you swallow it, there is Samadhi Fire, these poisonous wines will not hurt Ji Yuan.
"Hurry over now. It might be too late, and you might fall into a trap. Besides, we don't know the truth or lies of this man's words." Ji Yuan shook his head.
"What should we do?"
"Simple, you take the spirit sand and these and rush to Beiyang; I will go to support Senior Sister Lingmiao."
Chen Hai heard the words and pondered, If someone else had said this, he would definitely not agree. Comparing strength would make him weak; besides, now that it has passed, it is indeed extremely dangerous.
Although he didn't know how Ji Yuan was doing at the moment, he believed that with Ji Yuan's ability, if he really encountered an irresistible danger, he might not be able to help but could become a liability if he followed up.
"Well, as long as I have breath, I will deliver the spiritual sand!" Chen Hai nodded heavily.
"Hey, you are stupid. Of course life is important. It is really not possible to throw the spirit sand to the enemy to save your life. Only when you are alive can we talk about the future."
"Besides, this is for Lingmiao You are not working for me, so you must not act out of loyalty and do not know how to adapt."
Seeing Chen Hai nod, Ji Yuan handed him the treasure bag containing the spiritual objects and said: "You. Take a small path, use your body skills to move forward, and walk through the mountains and forests. If you encounter danger, fight if you can. If you can't, escape back to the mountain quickly. "
"Yes!"
"I'll go to the valley first; if we don't meet the enemy, we'll meet up in Yangdu." After Ji Yuan said that, he jumped into the wind and swayed thousands of miles.
After Ji Yuan left, Chen Hai used the fire technique to burn Lingshen's body and head with a pinch of his fingers.
Then he did not take the official road and went straight into the deep forest forest. He jumped on the ground and was several feet away. His speed was also extremely fast.
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Half a day later, Ji Yuan arrived near the valley.
The ravine was hundreds of miles wide and bottomless, and after flying around for several times, there was no sign of a monk fighting nearby.
Flying over the chasm, in front of the rolling green mountains, under a very conspicuous mountain that was burned into ashes and ruins by the flames, I found several corpses that had not yet burned out in the ashes.
“I don’t know who used this fire technique, and the attainments are quite impressive.” Ji Yuan clicked his tongue and praised.
The mountain peak is hundreds of feet high and stretches for hundreds of miles, but it was burned away by the magic in one go.
It is indeed too late, the battle is over.
Seeing that there are still traces of fire on the treetops, they must have just walked away not long ago.
We circled several times and found seventeen corpses.
These corpses were not burned, but were intact.
But ten of them are monks from Tenghaifeng, and the remaining eight are also disciples of Xuanwei Dao.
Gu Lingmiao’s body was not found, so it seemed she had escaped.
"As expected; Gu Lingmiao is no match for Lingche and others now. She sacrificed all the Tenghai monks and escaped by herself." Ji Yuan's face darkened.
Why do you say that?
Because the scene was thousands of miles away, except for the mountain that was burned to ashes, it was not affected much; this shows that the fighting time was not long.
Even just a quick round or two and the battle is over.
There are only two results. Gu Lingmiao was captured quickly; that is unlikely, because if you can capture Gu Lingmiao, you can capture these Tenghai monks. It will not be said that they will all be released by the enemy with one move. fall.
Another result was that Gu Lingmiao used these people's lives as a delay, used a magic spell in return, and turned around to escape.
"Did you hit it with the Wanli Dragon Smoke Arrow? There is indeed something there."
The hundred-mile hill was instantly reduced to fly ash, it must have been shot by Gu Lingmiao.
But this is not important anymore.
Ji Yuan took one step forward, and his body shape changed rapidly.
In an instant, his figure kept shrinking, shrinking from a tall and handsome young man of nearly six feet to just over two feet tall.
The head is as big as a bucket, and it is covered with snow-white hair; there are a few sparse white beards on the chin, and it is as ugly as a wild ghost. The body is small, the hands are like chicken feet, and the eyes are green light, which is extremely scary.
"I am the founder of the Zhongnan Demon Sect in Baimanshan White Bone Cave, with millions of demonic soldiers in hand, and the Green-robed Patriarch is the one!" Ji Yuan coughed and tried his tone.
The voice is like that of an old man, hoarse and like the sound of cicada wings.
However, Chen Hai's swordsmanship has improved rapidly these days, and Ji Yuan's invisible technique has also improved very quickly.
The three-level invisibility technique has now been perfected to two levels, and the third level of skeletal transformation is half the effort.
It is not necessary to become bigger or handsome, but it is still very useful to become short and disabled.
Take out the red-spotted blood spider silk scarf from the treasure pouch in your sleeve.
Tie a two-foot-long red silk scarf around your neck like a red scarf.
In an instant, all the energy in his body converged and hid.
(End of this chapter)