Knife splashing

Chapter 482: The Circle of Light Sorcerer, the Lotus Cult Leader

The paste on the paper man has not dried yet.

Tick, tick.

It kept dripping onto the wooden board.

Li Yan learned this skill from Wang Daoxuan when he was making paper figures.

To be honest, I didn’t learn it well at all.

It was just fixed with bamboo sticks to barely make a human shape, and then covered with layers of earthen paper, so there were no details such as facial features and fingers.

For some reason, Li Yan has no talent for this kind of dexterity. If someone saw him, they would probably laugh their heads off.

But it's enough to do this.

After his cultivation level improved, the "Northern Emperor's Spiritual Art" underwent more changes.

Acting as a spy, the scope of intelligence acquisition is wider.

Moreover, it can simulate his breath.

Don't underestimate this point. Many magic and spell attacks target breath, so today's Chu Ling technique can not only protect yourself, but also confuse the enemy.

Just like now, the other party can't detect anything unusual at all.

Making paper figures is just to make them more like the real thing.

At the back door of the inn on the other side, Li Yan had lowered his hat, looked around, and quickly walked along the dark alley.

Wufeng Creek is so named because it has five main streets, namely Jinfeng, Qingfeng, Yufeng, Baifeng and Xiaofeng.

Every street is connected by alleys.

The area may seem small, but it is very prosperous.

In some places, construction is even underway to build local guild halls for fellow countrymen and merchants to rest and communicate.

Li Yan did not enter the main street, but only walked through the dark alleys.

He has the "Dragon Snake Card". When he uses his magical powers to investigate, others cannot detect any movement. It is very secretive.

Soon, something unusual was noticed.

There were quite a few sorcerers gathered in this small Wufengxi Wharf, and some of them had very powerful auras, almost as strong as his.

As to whether they are enemies or not, it is hard to judge.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Li Yan only noted the location and the smell of those people, and did not get close.

His first target was the warlock who was casting spells to monitor him.

I won't be able to sleep or eat unless I get rid of this guy first.

Finally, when I found a dilapidated warehouse, that feeling of having a sword pointed at my back appeared again.

This means that there is a magic spell targeting him.

A fierce light flashed in Li Yan's eyes. He suddenly exerted force on his feet, smashing the wooden door with a bang and rushing straight in.

Sure enough, it was the old Taoist in black and the medium.

The old Taoist also has rich experience in the world.

Although it was unclear why the target of surveillance suddenly appeared, he had a strong ability to respond. He swung his Taoist robe and wrapped up the small black altar on the altar.

"watch out!"

With a cold snort, the black altar suddenly exploded.

The black jar was not big. It was filled with incense ash and bone powder, mixed with some red phosphorus, which turned into gray mist in the air.

Call ~
The gray fog ignited without wind and turned into two balls of green ghost fire, which rolled up and down and roared towards Li Yan.

The art of protecting the altar!

When a warlock is setting up his altar, he hates it most to have people approach and interfere, especially when he is casting a spell, when he is most vulnerable.

Generally speaking, gods should be arranged to guard the altar.

But when the conditions are not met, you have to arrange the altar protection techniques in advance so that you can activate them at any time to block the enemy.

And this old Taoist in black was not idle either.

He leaped forward and crashed into the wall of the warehouse next to him.

In other places, the walls were made of mud, but this place had collapsed before and was simply repaired by nailing wooden boards shut.

Click!

The Taoist broke through the wooden board and rushed out.

When the cold wind blew, the old Taoist was secretly happy. Fortunately, he was cautious and found a retreat route in advance.

As for the boy behind him, he ignored him.

But as soon as he ran out of the warehouse, his face changed drastically, and then his whole body stiffened, his eyes became confused, and he could not move.

Then, a hand reached out from the darkness, grabbed his neck directly, and pulled him back.

However, Li Yan shattered the ghost fire with one punch, and suppressed his soul with the soul-catching rope, capturing him easily.

Wow!
The old Taoist rolled to the ground accompanied by the sound of debris breaking.

"master!"

The medium cried out in surprise and threw himself on the old Taoist priest, staring at Li Yan with hatred in his eyes, as if he wanted to block the knife for him.

Li Yan frowned slightly, turned his Dust-Breaking Blade horizontally, and asked in confusion: "Why are you standing in front of him?"

The boy gritted his teeth and said, "He is my mentor. If you want to kill him, you can kill me!"

Li Yan was amused. "What a bullshit mentor. You kid, don't you know that this technique will consume your life?"

"You bullshit!"

The child's face turned red and he didn't believe it at all.

Li Yan shook his head and said, "This old Taoist priest is only at the second level of Taoism. How can he make me feel threatened? Is this a normal round light technique?"

"If you don't believe me, feel the area two inches below your left ribs. Is there a bulge there? Do you have nightmares every night and can't sleep?"

The boy hesitated, "Master said, I am sick, and the money I earn is to treat my illness."

"Nonsense!"

Li Yan said coldly: "This is called ghost tendons, which are caused by the infection of evil spirits. How can you withstand this technique at such a young age?"

"Once the ghost tendons connect to the heart, the person will die."

He had also heard from Wang Daoxuan about this kind of thing. Some unscrupulous sorcerers in the world used this technique to make money.

If a child who has awakened supernatural powers is seen by the Xuanmen Dharma lineage, most of them will not miss him, and those with good qualifications will even fight for him.

But if they are found by these evil-minded people, they will only become a tool for making money and die in confusion.

"You...you fart!"

This medium was only seven or eight years old. Everything Li Yan said had overturned his understanding. He never thought that his master, who always had a kind face, would actually harm him.

Before he could think more, he suddenly couldn't breathe.

But the old Taoist in black behind him suddenly stood up, grabbed the medium's neck, and said sternly: "Stand back and let me go, or I will kill this kid..."

Seeing Li Yan like this, he thought he was a pedantic person with chivalrous intentions, so he threatened him with the life of his own disciple.

Swish!
But before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

Suddenly, a flying knife appeared, cut off his wrist, and stayed in the air, pressing against his forehead.

"Flying... Flying Sword Technique..."

The old Taoist couldn't believe it and his face turned pale.

There was no longer any thought of resistance in my heart.

Li Yan naturally didn't explain, he glanced at her calmly, "I ask, you tell me, if you answer well, I'll spare your life."

"Is this true?"

"Of course. I, Li Yan, always keep my promises. First, tell me your name and who sent you here?"

The old Taoist obviously knew Li Yan's reputation. Hope rose in his eyes, and he quickly said, "I am Buxu, a member of the Jinmen Sect. I am not a big shot. I am just good at the Circle Light Technique and was hired by someone for money."

"No one knows the real name of the man who hired me. They only know his nickname 'Ghost Painted Face'. He was born in the opera industry and was a member of the famous 'Ghost Opera Troupe'. Later, he joined the Shu Palace. He is very skilled in Taoism. Anyone who has seen him in action is dead."

"Who else is on this trip?"

"There are Wang Han, the leader of the Lotus Sect in Shu, Jin Cuilian, the leader of the Yanmen Demon, and Tan Wanpei from Pu'an Temple... They received benefits from the Shu Palace and usually scattered around, only taking action when the Shu King summoned them..."

"What are your plans?"

"There is a boat loaded with explosives on the river. You stay here. The original plan is suspended. Wang Han will come to ask for advice tomorrow..."

Listening to the old Taoist's story, Li Yan seemed to be thinking about something.

He had expected that the Prince of Shu's Palace would send someone over.

Anyway, this matter is not handled through official channels, but through the underworld. That's simple. In the end, it all comes down to fists.

What surprised him was the identities of these people.

In addition to the masters of unorthodox sects, there are also leaders of folk legal lineages.

Although they were not from the main altar, they were also masters in charge of the Shu branch altars. They were also well-known figures in the Xuanmen sect. They all attached themselves to the Shu Palace.

Whatever the reason, it's a taboo.

Especially members of the royal family.

Back then, the King of Chang'an of Shaanxi Province, in order to avoid being gossiped about, even stood on the city wall and watched the Drum King Conference.

The sorcerers who can enter the palace are either from the Taixuan Orthodox Sect or the Shangshan Sect in Shanzhou. They are all upright and are only responsible for the safety of the palace.

However, the Shu Palace does not care about raw or cold food.

That "ghost face" looks like an evil master no matter how you look at it.

According to intelligence, the changes in the Shu Palace have occurred in recent years.

Was he also bewitched by Zhao Changsheng?

Unfortunately, the detective Duwei Si, who was specifically responsible for tracking down Zhao Changsheng, was elusive and no one knew where he had gone, otherwise he would have been able to inform us of this matter.

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Thinking of this, Li Yan turned his wrist, the knife flashed, and directly pierced the old Taoist's dantian, and at the same time emitted a Yin thunder.

"ah-!"

The old Taoist let out a shrill scream and roared, "Didn't you say you would let me go? Why don't you keep your word?"

Li Yan glanced at him coldly and said, "I said I would let you go, but I didn't promise not to destroy your cultivation."

He nodded to the distraught medium next to him and said, "Find a good family, stop using magic, and maybe you can spend your old age in peace."

Go ahead, sheath your sword and leave the inn.

"Boy, wait!"

The old Taoist behind him had eyes full of resentment and malice.

Although I survived, I will be like a useless person. My life will be hard in the future. I must find a way to avenge this...

puff!

Just as he was daydreaming, his body suddenly stiffened. He lowered his head to look at his chest and saw the tip of the knife had broken out of his body, blood dripping.

Behind him was an equally angry medium.

Not long after, a fire broke out in the inn.

In the firelight, a small figure ran out of the town with a bag on his back...

"Go to the water!"

The blazing fire attracted the surrounding people to come to the rescue.

Fortunately, this place is relatively remote and close to the river, so the fire was put out in a short while, leaving only ruins and smoke rising from them.

In the chaotic crowd, several figures looked at each other, all with gloomy faces...

…………

The next day was a long-awaited sunny day.

The autumn sun is high in the sky, dispelling the gloom of the past few days.

The sky is high and the clouds are vast, and the town looks refreshing after the rain.

"problem occurs!"

"problem occurs!"

In the inn, someone said excitedly: "Li Yan is so arrogant, some senior masters can't stand it and want to teach him a lesson!"

"What, which expert is it?"

"The leader of the Lotus Sect, Wang Han."

"Who is that?"

"He is a great master of Xuanmen!"

With the help of some caring people, the news spread throughout the town immediately.

Many of the people staying in the town are ordinary people.

Although he is also a wanderer, he does not have many opportunities to come into contact with sorcerers, let alone a true master of the Xuanmen, or the leader of a religion.

Of course, I would not miss this opportunity to broaden my horizons.

Before long, the inn where Li Yan was staying was surrounded by three layers of people, with everyone standing on tiptoe, wishing they were three feet taller.

Li Yan was also well prepared and sat in the guest room with his eyes closed to rest.

He knew that the killing of the Circle Light Warlock last night and the subsequent fire must have alerted these people.

Maybe, the strategy will change.

But he didn't care much at this point.

No matter who comes, he must be killed today.

He is now famous, and many things can no longer be concealed, and many of his methods are no longer secrets. It is impossible for him to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

Now that things have come to this, there is no need to cover up anymore.

Only by making yourself notorious for your crimes can some people be deterred from making any plans.

"I'm coming!"

The crowd outside suddenly became agitated.

I saw a black-faced man striding over.

"Is this the leader?"

Many people in the crowd expressed doubts.

It's not their fault. The leader of the Lotus Sect looks too ordinary, with a dark face, wearing a coarse cloth jacket and carrying a long spear on his back.

No different from ordinary people in the world.

I really can't see the style of a leader of a religion.

"You know nothing!"

Someone explained in a low voice: "The Dharma is spread among the people. We are not the old Taoist priests of Taixuan orthodox religion. What's the point of dressing up brightly and beautifully?"

"This guy is a master fighter. We'll see later..."

The person who came was Wang Han.

He looked at the sun in the sky and a smile appeared on his lips.

Fengdu is located in Shu, so he had naturally heard something about the living ghost messenger and knew how powerful the underworld soldiers were.

But after all, they are invisible soldiers. Even if they can be summoned in broad daylight, their power will definitely be weakened under the bright sunlight.

Moreover, there will be people to assist you.

A team of musketeers from the Prince of Shu's Palace had sneaked into this place this morning. Once Li Yan summoned the ghost soldiers, they would shoot him to death.

Of course, if they were not forced to do so, they would not use new firearms in public, after all, the censor was still in Chengdu.

A whole company of unregistered Musketeers.

Even the royal palace did not dare to expose this matter easily...

Hearing the gossips of people around him, Wang Han sneered.

He didn't waste any words and went straight to the bluestone outside the house. Without even looking at it, he slapped it with his backhand.

shhhhhh!
The bluestone vibrated and all the melon seed shells flew out.

"it is good!"

There was constant cheering from the crowd.

"He is still a master of Hua Jin!"

Someone with good eyesight exclaimed immediately.

The difficult problem left by Li Yan was not to touch the melon seeds or break the bluestone.

Therefore, if you want to take it out, you can only use your strength to shake the melon seed shell out, and you have to control the subtle force, which is more difficult than stabbing the melon seed shell into bluestone.

The leader of a sect is also a master of Hua Jin and is also proficient in martial arts...

That kid is in trouble!
Hearing the exclamation beside him, Wang Han ignored it, but looked coldly towards the top of the inn and said in a deep voice: "Come out, kid, and see if you can live up to this reputation!"

According to the original plan, he was going to pretend that he couldn't stand the arrogance of outsiders in Shu, so he showed up to teach this rude young man a lesson, but accidentally killed him.

But the Yuanguang sorcerer Buxu is already dead, and the other party is most likely aware of this matter, so there is no need to waste words.

Anyway, Li Yan would not reveal this matter.

If this matter is exposed, the Shu Palace may encounter a lot of trouble, but there is no need to worry about it and they will go all out.

Li Yan was also ready and walked out of the inn holding the Duanchen Sword.

The two looked at each other coldly, not hiding their murderous intent.

In the attic of the inn in the distance, several sharpshooters also replaced their magazines and pointed their guns out of the window...

(End of this chapter)