Knife splashing

Chapter 432: The Dragon is not seen from the head

Ancient battlefield...

When he saw this place, Li Yan knew where it was.

There are two kinds of Qi, Gang and Sha, between heaven and earth. Gang Qi is yang, with the brilliance of the sun and the moon, and often gathers in famous mountains and rivers, and blessed places.

Sha Qi is yin, and its flow is heavy and turbid, and it will also gather in some special areas.

In fact, there is no distinction between good and evil between the two. Even the place where the innate qi gathers may be a dead end for ordinary people or cultivators.

However, because places where evil spirits gather are usually also where dark energy breeds and are attracted by the resentment of residual souls, people are afraid of them.

The ancient battlefield is such a place.

Fighting on the battlefield, evil spirits and resentment gather together. If not dealt with in time, it is likely to breed evil spirits many years later.

Cui Song on the side introduced: "In the third year of Chunyou in the Southern Song Dynasty, the Golden Horde invaded, and this Tiansheng City was specially built to form a defense line together with Diaoyu City, Baidi City, Huanghua City, and Panshi City."

"Later, the Daxing Dynasty and the Golden Horde Kingdom confronted each other from north to south. After several changes of hands, there were countless dead bodies in the city. After Daxuan unified China, the city was abandoned."

Li Yan looked up and saw that the city was built on the top of a mountain, surrounded by either cliffs or rugged paths.

There are tower sentry posts in important areas, and the area is divided into inner and outer cities. It is indeed a military fortress that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

He immediately pinched the Yang Jue with his hands and took a deep breath.

All of a sudden, all kinds of smells flooded into my nose.

With his current level of skill, he could smell anything within 300 meters, including ten meters underground, which covered almost half of the ruins.

At the same time, shouts of killing echoed in my ears.

But it seems vague and not clear.

Li Yan frowned and asked, "In places like this, they usually perform rituals to appease the dead souls. Your Dianyi sect is also Emei, the orthodox sect of Xuanmen. Didn't you send people to investigate?"

"Fellow Taoist, you don't know something."

Cui Song said frankly: "Most of the masters of our Dianyi School are proficient in numerology and not good at exorcism, so at that time, it was all handled by Qingniu Temple."

Fengdu Qingniu Temple…

Li Yan looked ahead, thoughtfully, "I didn't find anything here, let's go up the mountain and have a look."

After saying that, he burst out with hidden strength under his feet, stepped on the ruins, leaped forward, stepped on the branches in the air, and used the force again to jump directly onto the inner city.

I am so good...

Cui Song was secretly shocked.

He had only seen this kind of movement in the seniors in the sect.

No wonder this person has become famous at such a young age.

Naturally, he didn't have such physical skills, and what he awakened was the power of the body. He was not good at exploration. In addition, the night was foggy and the light was dim. He was afraid of falling off the cliff, so he could only go up along the rugged path.

But after taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Brother Yang..."

The wealthy businessman from Chengdu smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It's okay, Mr. Cui, go ahead. It's very foggy here. I'll go up slowly along the trail."

"Alright."

Cui Song nodded and said, "Be careful. If you find anything wrong, call us immediately."

He spoke, and then he disappeared into the fog.

Cui Song had tried to persuade him for a long time, but the man insisted on following him. He was not good at refusing, so he could only agree to take him on the road.

But the above things are obviously more important.

After they left, the Chengdu businessman suddenly showed a strange smile on his face, "There are fewer and fewer young people like this..."

As he spoke, he took out a gilded brass slingshot from his arms, which was holding a silver bullet. He looked around, a murderous look in his eyes, and with a shake of his arm, the bullet flew into the fog and disappeared.

The strange thing is that the projectile is very fast but silent.

After doing all this, he put away his slingshot and walked down the mountain path leisurely, just like an ordinary person...

.........

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Li Yan closed his eyes, the shouting and screaming kept echoing in his ears.

Various smells flow into the nose along with the wind.

After Cui Song went up the mountain, he happened to see Li Yan standing on the stone platform.

"Friend Li, have you found anything?"

Cui Song hurried forward to ask.

"There is something really weird here."

Li Yan said in a deep voice: "With ordinary magical powers, I can't find anything, but my magical power is special and I can hear some sounds."

After hearing this, Cui Song's eyes lit up immediately, "Fellow Daoist Li is indeed extraordinary. My junior sister couldn't find it no matter whether she used Wang Qi or Plum Blossom Divination, but you were able to find it easily..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized, "I know, this is a military fort. The military's construction methods often include the art of Qimen Dunjia. The drought demon must be hiding in it!"

"I think so too."

Li Yan nodded, then asked, "Where is that person just now?"

Cui Song quickly replied: "He has poor leg strength and is lagging behind. It's okay. This place is not far away. If there is any problem, we can hear it as soon as we shout. Don't worry, fellow Taoist."

Who is worried about him...

Li Yan secretly complained in his heart that the boy in front of him was a typical naive and innocent person from a noble and upright family. He understood the rules of the underworld, but could not tell the good from the evil in people's hearts.

This is the drought demon.

What normal person would come to watch the fun?
Thinking of this, Li Yan said helplessly: "The art of Qimen Dunjia, if you know the essence of Yipai, you should be able to find it..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

boom!
There was a muffled sound coming from the south, and suddenly there was a howling wind around, fallen leaves were swept up, and a strong stench hit me in the face.

"careful!"

Li Yan gave a reminder and suddenly drew out the Dust-Breaking Sword.

He smelled a strong odor of corpses, and the sounds of shouting and killing became clearer in his ears, as if he was instantly on a battlefield.

"It's Hanba!"

Cui Song also shuddered all over. He drew out his sword with a clang and took out a few yellow talismans from his arms.

But unexpectedly, nothing came.

Moreover, as the corpse gas spread, the surrounding cold wind gradually became weaker, but the shouting and killing sounds became louder and louder, accompanied by the rolling white fog.

These are the residual souls on the battlefield, which can gather negative energy.

Weaker ones can cause passers-by to hear strange noises, go crazy after being hit, and hurt people around them.

The stronger ones are the ghost soldiers passing through, causing countless casualties.

"Right Jiachen, right Jiayin, right Jiawu..."

Cui Song suddenly stuck the sword into the ground, and at the same time, he stepped on the magic circle, with three yellow talismans each held between the index and middle fingers of his two hands, and he used the remaining fingers to make hand gestures.

After reciting the spell, he stretched out his hands, and six yellow talismans suddenly flew out, burning into ashes in the air.

In an instant, the white fog around dissipated and the shouting and screaming stopped.

Liujia Divine Exorcism Technique?
After seeing this, Li Yan couldn't help but secretly praise it in his heart.

He had heard from Wang Daoxuan that this technique was a kind of magic of exorcism, but it was more advanced and only the famous and orthodox sects could master it.

Although he is naive, he is quite capable.

Li Yan didn't bother to talk nonsense and immediately rushed to the south of the military fort.

To the south of the military fort, there are also cliffs. It doesn’t look unusual, but Li Yan used his magical powers and quickly found the source of the smell.

That thing is well hidden.

There is a protruding rock at the bottom of the cliff, and there is a cave slanting upwards, surrounded by grass and vines that cover the entrance.

Just now, the Yin energy suddenly erupted, and all the stones blocking the entrance of the cave were blown away. Under the moonlight, white smoke was still lingering.

It doesn't look like a good place.

Li Yan jumped with a knife in hand, and when he touched the protruding boulder, he suddenly twisted his body, grabbed it with his palm, twisted his body, and then drilled into the cave like a swallow returning to its nest. Cui Song couldn't do it like him, but his body movements were also good, like a monkey, agile, and entered the cave from the other side of the boulder.

“This is a corpse-raising ground!”

As soon as he entered, he realized something was wrong. He quickly took out a tinder and lit the torch he brought with him. The flame quickly turned green.

The strange green light illuminated the entire cave in great detail.

The surrounding stone walls were inlaid with dead bones, tombstones and other objects, and they were covered in blood and looked black and smelly.

Every one meter, there was a black flag with strange symbols painted on it. There were seventy-two flags in total, just surrounding the cave.

In the center of the cave, there is a sarcophagus.

The coffin lid was shattered, with a silver ball embedded in the center and spider-web-like cracks all around it, and corpse qi continued to spread outward.

"What...what's going on?"

When Cui Song saw it, he was stunned.

Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped forward and kicked suddenly.

Wow!
The coffin lid shattered instantly, and rocks flew everywhere.

In the middle of the coffin, there lay a corpse, covered with black hair, with long nails and a face as ferocious as a demon.

It is the legendary drought demon.

But judging from its appearance, the corpse qi dissipated before it even took shape.

Li Yan said nothing, and swung the Dust-Breaking Knife horizontally. Suddenly, lightning crackled and pierced directly into the head of the drought demon.

Zizi!

As the electric arc flashed, the black hair on Hanba's body immediately curled up, his skin collapsed, and then there was a loud bang, and flames burst out.

"Daoyou, don't!"

Cui Song was startled, but it was too late to stop it.

The drought demon can only be suppressed but not killed, otherwise the poison will spread over thousands of miles and cause severe drought and plague.

But what surprised him was that after the corpse of Hanba burned, it quickly turned into ashes and nothing happened.

Cui Song was completely confused, "How...how is this possible?"

Li Yan looked around, picked up the silver pill on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Someone took advantage of the chaos in the world to raise a drought demon here, and just now a master took action and destroyed it before the drought demon took shape."

Then he handed the silver pill to Cui Song, "Do you recognize this?"

After Cui Song took it, he frowned and said, "The energy of this thing has dissipated, and there are no runes on it. How can it be so powerful?"

"Young Master Li, I have never heard of any lineage or master in Shu using this."

Li Yan also felt strange, so he put away the silver bullet first, then looked around, "This corpse breeding ground must be destroyed. You can go back with a magic flag and ask, maybe you can find out who is causing trouble."

"it is good!"

Cui Song didn't waste any words. He swung his sword and destroyed the surroundings. He also pulled up some dry grass and firewood and lit it with a tinderbox.

Soon, thick smoke filled the cave.

By the time the two climbed up the mountain, the corpse gas outside had dissipated, the thick fog had also thinned a lot, and the night wind blew, the wild grass swayed, and the sound of insects chirped.

"what?"

Cui Song looked around and asked, "What about Mr. Yang?"

Li Yan pinched his fingers, took a deep sniff, and his expression changed immediately, "Something is wrong, the scent of that person is gone!"

The two looked at each other and hurried down the mountain...

…………

"What's the surname Yang? This is our ship!"

"My two young men, you have encountered a liar..."

At the dock, Cui Song asked some questions and then got off the boat with a look of regret on his face. "Just now I clearly said it was this ship. Alas, I met a great senior, but I didn't have the chance to see him."

Li Yan looked at the bustling crowd around him, and felt a chill in his heart.

Killing the drought demon with just one bullet, this method is simply unheard of. I didn't expect to meet such an elusive master as soon as I entered Sichuan.

There was a bit of arrogance before, but now it has all disappeared.

"Friend Li, let's find a place to chat."

Although Cui Song felt a little regretful, he did not forget his business. He left the dock, found a secluded place, and recounted what had happened.

"That night I slept in a dilapidated temple. In my dream I met an old monk, wearing a ragged grey robe and looking a little crazy... I didn't take it seriously at first, but then I remembered something..."

"On the outskirts of Chongqing, there is a post road that connects Yuzhou and Chengdu. Many merchants travel back and forth, and they use horses to deliver goods. The locals call it 'Zou Ma', so the place is called 'Zou Ma Yi'."

"There is a custom in that place. Merchants traveling from north to south gather in teahouses every night to tell stories they have seen and heard. Most of them are strange stories from the countryside of various places in China. They are very interesting."

"I went to Chengdu at that time and stayed there for a few days. I happened to hear someone telling the story of the 'Gray Robe Mad Monk'. He was the only one telling the story and it was very popular. That's how I got to know this person."

"What's that man's name?"

"He is a senior critic, known as Song Tiezui..."

…………

Back on the boat, everyone rushed forward to ask.

"Brother Yan, are you okay?"

"We waited for half the night, but no one attacked..."

"I met a master."

Li Yan shook his head slightly and narrated what he had seen.

But most of the people came to Shu for the first time, and even the knowledgeable "Clipper Zhang" and Bai Huan had never heard of it.

It was unexpected that the Salt Gang did not launch a sneak attack.

Li Yan returned to the guest room, meditated for a while, then lay down on the bed, looked at the silver pill in his hand, and fell asleep unknowingly.

In the darkness, the jade sceptre with dragon pattern given by the Dragon Girl glowed slightly.

Li Yan fell into a dream again. He was first wrapped in water, and then a pair of jade arms embraced him from behind.

There were many illusions before my eyes, and in the blur, a temple appeared. The statue enshrined in the temple was a handsome general with three eyes on his forehead. He had a very handsome appearance, dragon eyebrows, phoenix eyes, white teeth and bright lips.

He wore a three-mountain flying phoenix hat, golden armor, a light goose yellow robe on the outside, held a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, and had a golden slingshot hanging from his waist.

Suddenly, the statue suddenly lowered its head and looked at him.

call!
Li Yan jumped up from the bed, quickly picked up the silver pill in his hand, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Fuck..."

He turned and looked out the window.

But under the bright moon, the river is roaring, the distant mountains are dark, and the night fog is lingering, full of mystery and depth...

Dozens of miles away, on a wilderness mountain road, the wealthy merchant from Chengdu was walking in a square step with his sleeves fluttering, accompanied by a strong wind.

Wang Wang Wang!
There seemed to be the sound of dogs barking in the distant mountains and forests.

The rich merchant sniffed, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "There's mutton. I haven't had meat for a long time!"

The wind and the fog blew by, and the people disappeared...

…………

Two days later, the river was finally unblocked.

In the past two days, the Salt Gang did not send anyone to launch a sneak attack.

Although everyone didn't know why, they did not let down their guard and sailed towards Fengdu.

In the cabin, Li Yan held the silver pill in his hand, frowning, still a little bit unbelievable...

There were no accidents on the road afterwards.

The weather was unpredictable, and autumn rain started to fall halfway through the journey. It was not as lingering as in the south of the Yangtze River, but it brought a chill that penetrated into the bones.

Finally, when it was getting dark, they arrived at Fengdu City...

(End of this chapter)