Knife splashing

Chapter 439: The Purpose of the Salt Gang

"Brother Yan, what should we do?"

Sharifei asked in a low voice, with a dangerous light in his eyes.

He had seen a lot and vaguely understood what was going on with the warlock.

Simply put, there are two energies, Gang and Sha, circulating in this world, and there are many kinds of them. Ghosts and gods are born from them, and sorcerers use them to perform their magic.

But all they can do is borrow this power.

Just like Li Yan, he can use thunder to stimulate fascia and increase strength, or he can use thunder magic to fight the enemy.

But the evil energy cannot be absorbed by the human body.

Therefore, as warriors age, their qi and blood will be depleted, and their fighting power will weaken.

If a monk wants to achieve immortality, he must either ascend to godhood, become an earthly immortal or a demon, or revive through methods such as resurrection or possession.

Except for becoming a god, these methods usually have hidden dangers.

In other words, everything is possible.

Ghosts are scary, but there is still Song Dingbo selling ghosts...

Tieguai Li was a very skilled Taoist, but after his body was destroyed, he could only accept defeat and possessed the body of an ugly cripple...

The Dragon Girl of Longtan Village has extraordinary roots and is considered a land deity, but she was put under a dragon-suppressing stake by a Taoist priest and could not escape...

As for the Wushan cultivators and the other earthly immortals, when Li Yan provoked them, they just shut up and no one dared to step out...

This old man is very powerful, but he can still be defeated if you find his weakness.

For example, Wang Daoxuan's "Seven Arrows Secret Spell", as long as he can freeze his soul, he can destroy his body with one shot, and Li Yan can kill his soul!

And his new gunpowder happened to be in abundant supply.

"Not urgent."

Li Yan looked at the direction where the old Taoist disappeared, and said thoughtfully: "Being angry with this old Taoist is just the right thing for the Salt Gang to do."

"It's not that simple for the Salt Gang to drag Qingniu Temple into this. I guess they are also a target. Let's find out what's going on first."

After that, he winked and led everyone back to the inn, whispering, "Brother Lu San, you should always pay attention to the surroundings. You all stay in the inn. With the help of Senior Bai Huan, it won't be easy for anyone to break in."

"I will use my escaping skills to leave and find out what exactly the Salt Gang has set up..."

……

Just like that, the atmosphere in Fengdu City became weird.

This town is not big. After that unlucky rascal spread the news, everyone knew that a group of foreigners lived in Wangxianglou Inn, and no one dared to provoke them anymore...

Li Yan and others stayed in the inn, looking very honest...

The Salt Gang, Qingniu Temple, the Yamen and the Duwei Division, countless pairs of eyes were staring at them.

The people of Fengdu City are more concerned about the wharf.

On the river bank, a towering altar had been built. Although it was guarded by yamen runners and prohibited from approaching, the people who were working there said that the altar was ten feet high and that a lot of wood was cut from the mountains.

Many people burned incense at home, hoping that the evil spirits had been subdued and Fengdu City would return to its former tranquility.

Before you know it, night falls.

It was sunny for a while in the afternoon, but in the evening, the cold autumn rain fell again, freezing people to the bone.

On the river bank, several large braziers were burning.

Chi Chi Chi!
The raindrops fell and were constantly evaporated by the hot iron basin.

"Master, it's OK."

Taoist Ling Fengzi checked the altar again and came back to report.

"Ah."

Taoist Chongxu had already put on his robes and nodded, but perhaps because he had been sitting for too long, he shivered when he stood up and couldn't help coughing twice.

"Master, how about I do it..."

Seeing this, Ling Fengzi hesitated and spoke.

Taoist Chongxu looked at his disciple's young face and seemed to remember that he had said the same words to his master.

A nameless anger suddenly rose up, and he scolded coldly: "That is a demon, not an ordinary monster. You are young and inexperienced. What if it runs away!"

"Yes, Master."

The young Taoist shrank his head and stepped back quickly.

Chongxuzi also took a few deep breaths, letting the cold wind suppress his irritability, straightened his robe, and said in a deep voice: "Begin!"

There were several disciples holding musical instruments under the altar.

There are not only small gongs and drums, but also bamboo tubes similar to fishing drums.

This thing is called Sichuan bamboo zither, also known as "dadaotong".

Don’t underestimate these musical instruments, as they are also instruments for altars and various rituals, and can be traced back to the ancient tribal era.

At that time, shamans would perform Nuo dance to the rhythm of drums to entertain gods, communicate with ghosts and gods, and perform divination.

Following the Taoist's command, music suddenly started.

He straightened his clothes, held the tablet in both hands, silently recited the Chaotian Jue, took four-square steps, and bent his body slightly, as if he was going to court, waiting for the wooden ladder to go up to the altar.

Behind him, there were also several Taoists.

Although the movements are the same, the styles of the robes are different.

There are three levels of the altar, with five people at the bottom, representing the five directions and five elements, and three people in the middle, representing the sun, moon, stars, heaven, earth and man.

And Taoist Chongxu reached the highest point.

In the drizzling cold rain, he calmly lit the incense and candles, arranged the offerings and instruments, and then walked on the steps as if he was climbing up the stairs. He spit water from his mouth and held the decree, clapping it three times on the altar.

As he finished reciting the spell, he immediately made a gesture to send troops forward.

"Edict!"

Swish!
On the altar, five small flags stood up in unison.

At the same time, a strong wind blew from the east, and waves suddenly surged on the river.

The principle of sending troops to subdue evil is simple.

Like evil spirits, most of them are invisible creatures, born from evil spirits, gather and disperse freely, and hide in underground, mountains, tombs and other places.

They are attracted by the Yang energy of living people and will come out to cause trouble.

Ordinary people cannot see their existence, and their hiding places are inaccessible to humans. So we can summon soldiers and search the mountains to capture them.

After catching it, it is up to the Taoist priest to choose whether to suppress or kill it.

However, Mingshan is a special place where monks cannot live for a long time, let alone raise soldiers and horses, so Qingniu Temple uses the five battalions of soldiers of its founder.

Although they are both "Five Flowers" like Qingcheng Mountain, their strength is not a little bit inferior, and their soldiers are just like those of ordinary magic lineages.

What he is more famous for is his swordsmanship.

Wow!
Soldiers from five battalions rushed in with a fierce and evil aura. The waves on the river became more and more turbulent, as if an invisible dragon was rolling up and down.

Taoist Chongxu was not in a hurry at all. He closed his eyes and looked at the wooden fish in the wind and rain.

Sending troops to capture evil spirits is not that quick.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of the wooden fish is still clear amid the waves and wind.

In the inn, Li Yan also performed some magic spells.

"Nuo Gao! The pure nature of nature, the essence of Ren and Gui, corresponds to the kidneys..."

As the Xuanshui escape technique was performed, the whole person was wrapped in water mist and quickly disappeared. In a blink of an eye, the room was empty.

There was only the open window, and the wind and rain were blowing.

When he arrived at the riverside, Li Yan immediately saw the old Taoist priest casting a spell.

Huang Quan's contact person, Meng Changgui, was guarding the periphery with a group of yamen runners.

Li Yan deliberately approached. Meng Changgui, who also had a warrant, immediately noticed it and quickly covered his stomach, grinning and said, "Ouch~ I'm afraid I ate something bad. You guys wait, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he covered his stomach and ran into the nearby dense forest.

He felt the hook, and although he was amazed at Li Yan's superb escape technique, he remained calm, pretending to urinate, and whispered: "The old Taoist master violated a taboo, and after he came down the mountain, we brothers took over the task."

"This old Taoist came out to plead for mercy, but there was nothing we could do. If we didn't complete it, we would fall into the underworld, and thus we became enemies."

"It looks like they are looking for trouble with you, but in fact they are forcing us to show up. Elder Wei Wuchang is on his way back."

"Just stay here and don't worry. With him here, Qingniu Temple won't cause any trouble..."

After saying that, he turned and left the dense forest.

There is a reason for being so cautious.

Sure enough, as soon as he went out, a Taoist priest opposite him withdrew his gaze.

Wei Wuchang?
Li Yan knew this name. It was the Taoist friend of the living ghost that the old woman Bai Huan made friends with.

Judging from the attitudes of other people in the Huangquan Organization, he should be a powerful master.

It turns out that this is where the Taoist's anger comes from.

His master made a mistake and was killed, and he must have been angry at the time.

Now that he has broken the agreement, the other party will naturally cause trouble.

What an unexpected disaster...

After learning the reason, Li Yan was speechless.

Of course, leaving is impossible.

The people from the Duwei Division had already set up an ambush on the waterway leading to Chongqing Prefecture and had prepared firearms.

If they don't resist, they will be shot to death.

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If you do that, you'll have no choice but to flee everywhere from now on.

The Daxuan Dynasty was at its peak of national power, and the court had strict laws. Both the Xuanmen and the Jianghu were under its control, and the leaders of all orthodox religions would find time to go to the capital to pay homage.

In Shanzhou and Ezhou, he used the power of the imperial court to deal with the ghost cult.

But when this power was used by bad guys to press on his head, it was equally painful.

If we want to break the impasse, we must expose the Salt Gang.

Thinking of this, Li Yan turned around and went towards Fengdu City.

There were two Salt Gang spies in the warehouse.

He doesn't have much time, so these two baits can only be used in advance...

……

Call ~
A cold wind suddenly blew on the second floor of the warehouse.

"Who?!"

The two men who were originally asleep immediately got up, holding weapons and looking around.

But the warehouse was pitch black, with only the windows wide open, and cold wind mixed with drizzle blew in.

"Damn it, why don't you close the window!"

The short and stocky man cursed and lay down again.

Judging from his appearance, he is obviously not prepared to take action.

The other skinny spy had no choice but to close the window.

Bang!
Halfway through his walk, he instantly fell to the ground.

And Li Yan also appeared in the mist.

All escape techniques have a weakness. One must always concentrate and focus to maintain the technique. Once attacked, one will be exposed.

A smart person can try his best to hide this weakness.

Just like the assassin that Li Yan asked Luo Mingzi to invite to help in Chang'an, he used Shadow Escape and made his moves without leaving any gaps.

But it was obvious that it cost the other party a lot to achieve this. He had already gone crazy at that time and later disappeared far away and was never seen again.

And there is no need to deal with these two people.

"Look at the escort!"

The short and strong man reacted extremely quickly. He lay on the bed, then flipped over with a somersault and threw the pillow over with a flick of his wrist.

This guy looks honest, but he is actually cunning.

There was a cloth bag in the pillow, filled with lime and poison powder.

The words "watch the dart" meant that Li Yan looked down on him.

As long as it is smashed, it will be covered with poisonous lime powder.

This is a trick only experienced people know.

Wherever they settled, they would set up various traps.

Sure enough, at the same time as the other party threw the pillow, he had already jumped off the bed. The hidden power under his feet burst out, and his body leaped out in an instant, and his big hand like a dustpan pinched Li Yan's throat.

Li Yan had a blank expression on his face. He dodged the pillow by leaning sideways, raised his hand to strike back with a chopping and hanging palm, shaking off the opponent's claws, and then used a red fist to hit with a twisting hand, grabbing the opponent's wrist.

And this guy responded promptly.

Seeing that his wrist was grabbed, he did not try to pull it out. Instead, he used the force to turn his body, raised his elbow and followed up with a crotch-kicking kick.

A series of actions, full of ferocious momentum.

However, the gap in skill cannot be made up.

Li Yan had already entered the realm of Hua Jin, while the man was barely at the level of An Jin, they were not at the same level at all.

Bang!
Li Yan changed the strength in his hands and flipped them lightly, and the man fell to his knees with a scream.

"Po Pan Men?"

Li Yan immediately recognized this person's background.

There is no other reason, it’s just that the boxing style is too obvious.

The Po Pan Sect is also a major underworld sect in Shu. They are good at assessing the situation and finding opportunities to fight. They will seize the opportunity before it comes and attack after it. They are known for preferring to lose in the beginning rather than in the end.

"Humph!"

The short and strong man knew he was no match for his opponent, so he was still stubborn. He snorted coldly and cursed, "Fuck you, if you want to kill me, just kill me. Why waste your words!"

"it is good!"

Li Yan raised his hand as if to act.

"No, no, no!"

The man was very anxious, "You really want to kill me, don't you ask?"

Li Yan said calmly: "What do you want to ask?"

The man was speechless, "We have to talk about it..."

Li Yan sneered, "Minions like you probably don't know much, so I'm too lazy to bother."

"And the one underground, if you move again, I'll kill you first!"

The skinny man pretending to be dead on the ground heard this, and his hand on the flying knife at his waist retracted, and he stood up and said awkwardly: "Young man, let's talk nicely. We come out to the underworld just to make money, we don't want to work for others."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The short and strong man also nodded quickly, "It's just a small amount of money. If you die, it will be a big loss."

"it is good!"

Li Yan didn't waste any words, he pushed the short and strong man away and said in a deep voice: "What are your positions in the Salt Gang? What exactly does Lu Jiu want to do?"

"We are not members of the Salt Gang."

The skinny man looked embarrassed and clasped his fists and said, "I'm 'Guo Qianshan', and that's 'Iron Hand Chen', trying to make a living on the road in Shu."

"The Salt Gang paid us and recruited a lot of people. We brothers were introduced by the steward, Fifth Master Wang Laoyi. This time we were ordered to assist Lu Jiu. We are not familiar with him."

"I just help out on weekdays, I hope you can forgive me."

"Ah."

Li Yan was not surprised when he heard it.

These are the real people of the world. They will take action when there is benefit, and give in when there is danger. They just want to make a living and don't want to risk their lives.

"What exactly does Lu Jiu want to do by plotting against me?"

Li Yan sat down with his horse and sword and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know about this either."

The skinny man smiled and replied. Seeing that Li Yan's face had turned gloomy, he quickly said, "Don't worry. I did see something."

"Lu Jiu also followed orders. When I went to meet him, I saw an old man with a purple face through the window of the boat. He looked very strange..."

"Also, they were lurking nearby, so we brothers were here to monitor them. We were originally planning to report back immediately after you and Qingniu Temple had fought, but who knew that the demons would suddenly come and cause trouble..."

"The purple-faced old man."

Li Yan's expression changed slightly, "Where are they hiding?"

The skinny man quickly said, "It's hidden under the Qingniu Mountain."

"By the way, they also asked us to keep an eye out for any children holding fans, gourds, or bags near Fengdu City."

Li Yan didn't take it seriously at first, but his expression changed after hearing it.

This image is "Ma San Tong", one of the seventy-two demon lords...

(End of this chapter)