And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 203 A sword in the painting

Dao sword?

Wang Taiping did not practice swordsmanship, so he did not know the inside story of swordsmanship, and naturally he did not know what swordsmanship was.

But when I looked at Chen Yuan just now, he didn't even draw his sword. He only cut the bear demon in half with a burst of sword energy from his sword finger, and still managed to cut such a large ravine on the ground that it stretched all the way. When he got to the wall, he cut a gap in the wall to see how amazing Chen Yuan's attainments in swordsmanship were.

I'm afraid they are no longer inferior to the legendary swordsmen who can slay demons and demons and travel around the world with the help of a long sword.

"This bear demon is extremely powerful, I'm afraid it's already at the level of spiritual cultivation, but I don't know why it didn't transform!"

Wang Taiping looked at the body of the bear demon on the ground that was chopped into two halves by Chen Yuan with his sword fingers, feeling a little frightened.

Because the bear demon suddenly attacked from outside the hospital just now, even he was caught off guard.

At this moment, a dozen Incense Cult members who were guarding the door also rushed in from the outside.

However, they only saw the smell of blood in the courtyard, the body of the bear demon that had been cut in half, and the beautiful scene of the bear demon's colorful internal organs and intestines mixed with blood.

It almost made some members of the Burning Incense Sect with poor psychological quality feel sick in their hearts and vomited it out on the spot.

"This bear demon is not a real bear demon. It is essentially a human being, but it was turned into a bear demon using a special method."

Chen Yuan looked at the corpse of the bear demon on the ground and revealed the essence at a glance.

As he spoke, he walked up to the bear demon corpse not far from him, squatted down, looked at half of the bear demon corpse on the ground, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and then grabbed the outer fur of the bear demon and pulled it.

It turned out to be very silky and smooth, as simple as taking off a piece of clothing, pulling off the outer fur of the bear demon.

What appeared in front of everyone was the corpse of a man with normal build, six feet tall, strong body, rough eyebrows, bronze skin, and wearing linen clothes.

Looking at the man's corpse, there were claw marks, bites, and numerous wounds. It seemed that the man had been dead for a long time before Chen Yuan killed the bear demon.

Chen Yuan looked at the other half of the bear demon corpse on the ground. He threw the half of the bear skin on the ground and picked it up. Sure enough, there was another half of the human corpse under the bear skin.

The two halves of the corpse were put together, and they happened to be a middle-aged man six feet tall.

"Go find the villagers in the village and see if they recognize the identity of this body."

Chen Yuan threw away the other bear skin in his hand, stood up and spoke to the Incense Cultist.

Zhao Mo and Lu Xian were still outside at this time, leading another group of Incense Sect disciples to continue to treat the people affected by the disaster.

At this time, only the incense masters of Lotus Hall and Qingmu Hall, Fang Hongtai and Ma Xing, were in the village.

Ma Xing was in the ancestral hall just now, and after the attack on Chen Yuan and Wang Taiping, Fang Hongtai, the incense owner of Lotus Hall, had also rushed in.

"Ma Xing, go find the villagers in the village and identify the body."

Wang Taiping, the leader of Incense Sect, immediately gave the order.

Ma Xing was a little reluctant in his heart, but the situation was stronger than others. Now the whole church respected this young master, and the leader also gave the order. Even if he was reluctant, he could only agree reluctantly. leave.

"According to the young master's opinion, who is this person?"

Wang Taiping, the leader of Incense Sect, asked Chen Yuan.

"This hunting village is an Orion village. It may be that they usually hunt too many wild beasts, so they suffered revenge from the wild beasts."

"That's why they used a bear skin to turn a human corpse into a bear demon, and came to the Shooting Village to seek revenge from the villagers of the Shooting Village."

Chen Yuan expressed his thoughts.

Chen Yuan remembered a very famous story called "Painted Skin" in his previous life.

The story tells the story of an evil ghost who puts on the skin of a beautiful woman, seduces a scholar in the form of a beauty, and then cuts open the scholar's belly and rips out his heart.

In fact, the "painted skin" and the bear demon in front of him are essentially the same, but there are some subtle differences.

It may be that the shooting village is an Orion village, and the villagers usually make a living by hunting. They hunt too many wild beasts and cause too many crimes, so that the wild beasts in the mountains start to take revenge on the villagers of the shooting village.

I don't know where they came from, but they found a bear demon bear skin, then mutilated a villager, and put the bear skin on the villager's body. The demon soul in this bear skin was full of the beast's desire for the villagers of the shooting village. Resentment, so wearing this bear skin for a long time will turn the dead villager into an outright bear demon full of resentment towards the villagers of the Shooting Village, and come to seek revenge on the villagers of the Shooting Village.

As for why this bear demon is targeting Chen Yuan.

Maybe it was because Chen Yuan had saved the hunter who was almost killed by the bear demon before, so the bear demon held a grudge against him.

Unfortunately, this time it hit the iron plate.

Not long after Ma Xing, the incense master of Qingmu Hall, left, he returned and invited three villagers from Orion Village to identify the bodies on the ground.

"It's him!"

Who would have thought that these three villagers from Orion Village had just entered the ancestral hall, and their expressions changed when they looked at the corpses on the ground.

"Who is he? Do you know him?"

The suspicion in his heart was confirmed, and Chen Yuan continued to ask.

"Of course we know him."

"He is Tian Tiedan, and he is also the hunter in our village."

"He disappeared in the mountains when he went hunting a few months ago. His wife asked the village for help when she saw that he had not returned for a few days. We mobilized the young people of the whole village and went into the mountains to search for three days and three nights, but found nothing. ."

"We thought he fell into the deep valley and mountain stream and was shattered to pieces, so we gave up the search. After all, every one or two years in the past, one or two villagers in the village who went hunting in the mountains would slip and fall to death in the mountains, and even the bodies were found. No, this kind of thing happens all the time, it’s not unusual.”

"I didn't expect that he was not dead, but turned into a bear demon. He is the bear demon who attacks the villagers these days."

The three villagers explained.

"He is not a bear demon. He was killed by a bear demon. The bear demon used his body to return to the village to seek revenge. You take his body away and give it to his wife and family, and bury it properly. "

Chen Yuan said calmly.

To put it bluntly, this Tian Tiedan is also a victim.

"Okay, the bear demon has been killed. The village is safe for the time being. You can go back first."

Chen Yuan drove away the three people.

Seeing that Chen Yuan asked them to leave, the three villagers could only leave with Tian Tiedan's body, which was chopped into two halves by Chen Yuan's sword fingers.

"Young Master, what about this bear skin?"

Wang Taiping, the leader of the Burning Incense Sect, looked at the bear skin that Chen Yuan had just thrown on the ground and asked Chen Yuan.

This bear skin has a bear demon ghost full of resentment attached to it. As long as it is put on, it can subtly turn a living corpse into a bear demon, which can be regarded as a treasure.

Unfortunately, it was cut in half by Chen Yuan just now, so its effectiveness may be greatly reduced.

"Send someone to use a fire to burn the bearskin."

Chen Yuan said.

This bearskin has no effect on him. Keeping it will only cause trouble.

"Ma Xing, I leave this matter to you."

The leader of the cult, Wang Taiping, looked at his subordinate, Ma Xing, the incense master of Qingmu Hall.

Ma Xing originally wanted to be stubborn, but when he saw the stern look in his leader's eyes, he still gave in.

Not long after, a bonfire was lit in the ancestral hall of the Shooting Village. When Ma Xing threw the bear skin into the bonfire, a pungent stench immediately came out, and a visible black smoke shot straight into the sky.

Amid the acrid stench was the harsh roar of a black bear.This made the members of the Burning Incense Sect standing outside the ancestral hall and the villagers of the Shooting Village change their expressions.

In the ancestral hall.

Seeing the bear skin gradually turning into ashes in the bonfire, Chen Yuan then looked towards the undulating mountains and forests outside the shooting village in the dark night.

He always felt that there was a pair of ferocious eyes in the mountains and forests, secretly observing every move of the hunting village.

Although the mountains in the south are not high, they are continuous.

"This is not something a bear demon can do. I'm afraid there are other bear demons hiding in the dark."

Chen Yuan said to Wang Taiping, the leader of the Burning Incense Sect.

"Young Master, we have no time. After we are ready tomorrow, we will set off to deal with the Baiyang Sect."

Wang Taiping, the leader of Incense Sect, reminded Chen Yuan.

Now that they have decided to deal with the Baiyang Sect, they will naturally go all out with the Burning Incense Sect this time.

If this happens, their Burning Incense Sect will take a further step, and the unification of the White Lotus Way will be just around the corner.

If it fails, even if the Burning Incense Sect is immortal, its vitality will be severely damaged, and it can only hide and lick its wounds in secret.

"I have a way."

Chen Yuan thought for a while.

As soon as he finished speaking, he touched the sleeve of his left Taoist robe with his right hand and took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Seeing this scene, Wang Taiping, the leader of the Incense Sect, Ma Xing, the incense master of Qingmu Hall, and Fang Hongtai, the incense master of Bailian Hall, could not help but frown. This was not the first time that they saw Chen Yuan using this "Hutian Curse". "Yes."

But every time they see it, they still feel that Chen Yuan is unfathomable.

Legend has it that immortals have the ability to see the universe in their sleeves and the heaven in their pots.

But that is a rumored ability that only immortals have, and no one has actually seen it.

This was the first time they had seen with their own eyes that someone actually used this kind of magic.

After observing Chen Yuan many times, they have completely ruled out the possibility that this is a trick.

Because the so-called tricks are just tricks.

Like Chen Yuan, the sleeves of the robe are like a bottomless pit. He can put anything in at will and take out anything at any time. There is only one possibility, and that is magic.

After Chen Yuan took out these things, he walked to the altar table next to him, moved some tablets on the altar aside, placed pens, inks, paper and inkstones in an open space, took clean water and ground the ink on the inkstone, and then started to pick up the inkstones. Painting with pen dipped in ink.

Anyway, the villagers of Sheyou Village are willing to hand over the ancestral hall to the Incense Sect. They don't care much about their ancestors. Chen Yuan asked the ancestors of the villagers of Sheyou Village to borrow their place. I guess they won't mind.

What's more, the reason why Chen Yuan painted was to protect the villagers of Sheye Village, and the descendants of his ancestors were enshrined in the ancestral hall.

From this perspective, not only would the ancestors of Shehunting Village not mind, but they should even be grateful to Chen Yuan.

Wang Taiping, the leader of Incense Sect, walked up behind Chen Yuan and originally wanted to see what Chen Yuan was painting.

As a result, because he had the figure of a boy and was only over three feet tall, no taller than the desk, he couldn't see what Chen Yuan was drawing.

As the leader of a religion, you must maintain your majesty as a leader, but you cannot stand on tiptoes or jump up to watch like a real child.

Wang Taiping could only pretend to be unobtrusive and walked to the side and sat back on his wooden chair. In fact, he was very concerned about the situation over Chen Yuan and glanced at it from time to time.

Chen Yuan was painting, but this time he did not paint the pictures of Yaksha women that he was good at.

What he drew this time was a sword.

A cold iron sword!
This sword is three fingers wide and more than two feet long. The hilt is straight and has a round pommel at the end to prevent it from falling off.

This is the rusty sword that Chen Yuan often uses.

Previously, Chen Yuan's swordsmanship was very strong, but it was still within the scope of the human world.

But after forming the Sword Pill and cultivating the Sword Heart this time, Chen Yuan felt that his cultivation of the sword had improved to an incredible level.

Not only can he no longer stick to using a sword, but even if he refers to the sword, he can also use the invisible sword energy to make an astonishing strike.

In addition, he can also make the sword he swings break away from himself for a short time, entrust it in something, and then release it when needed.

Just like now, Chen Yuan preserved his swordsmanship on a piece of ordinary drawing paper in the form of painting.

The process of Chen Yuan's painting is also the process of explaining his own swordsmanship.

After a long time, Chen Yuan's right hand stopped painting.

"It's a pity that the drawing paper is made of ordinary material and can only withstand my sword skills. However, it should be enough to deal with a bear demon."

Chen Yuan put down his pen and looked at the drawing paper in front of him with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

The rusty sword in this painting appears to be a painting, but it is actually Chen Yuan's sword.

However, because the drawing paper is made of ordinary material, it cannot bear Chen Yuan's complete sword, so this sword is only a broken sword.

But even if it is just a broken sword, it is enough to deal with the bear demon.

Any monster at or below the Yangshen Realm will die immediately when encountering this broken sword. Even monsters in the same realm as Chen Yuan will be severely injured.

"Because I have cultivated the heart of the sword, each sword is no longer a dead object, but has a short life. So can the sword exist alone without me?"

Chen Yuan put away the remaining pen, ink, paper and inkstone, took the painting on the altar table in his hands, and seemed to feel something in his heart.

"Young Master, let us see what you drew!"

At this moment, the curious voice of Wang Taiping, the leader of Incense Sect, came from the side.

"It's okay to let you see."

Chen Yuan said.

While talking, he showed the painting he had just made to Wang Taiping, the leader of the Incense Sect, Fang Hongtai, the incense master of the White Lotus Hall, and Ma Xing, the incense master of the Qingmu Hall.

Wang Taiping, Fang Hongtai, and Ma Xing looked at the drawing paper and felt that there was a lifelike sword on the drawing. However, in the next moment, in the dazzling sword light, the sword flew out of the paper instantly, Come straight at them.

The three of them were unprepared and groaned at the same time, as if they were struck by lightning.

Wang Taiping's cultivation level was advanced, and he was at the same level as Chen Yuan in the Inner Scene Realm. He staggered back a few steps and quickly looked elsewhere. Because he gave in in time, his face was pale and he had lost some mana.

But Fang Hongtai and Ma Xing were not so lucky.

It seemed as if they were really stabbed by a sword, and they flew out on the spot, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, staining their chests and clothes red.

Just when their eyes were full of despair and they were about to die from this sword, Chen Yuan put the painting away at this moment.

"Give this thing to the villagers, and when the bear demon appears, we will be able to get rid of the bear demon even if we are not there."

Chen Yuan said.

Wang Taiping felt a cold sweat break out all over his body when he thought of the terrifying sword strike just now.

Fang Hongtai and Ma Xing, who had just suffered heavy injuries and staggered up from the ground, recalled the scene just now. Their expressions when they looked at Chen Yuan were full of fear and fear.

(End of this chapter)