Knife splashing

Chapter 532 Legendary Figures
"It's so fucking interesting!"

Sharifei looked at the surrounding walls, gritted his teeth and sneered, "After all this, have we entered a monster's lair?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a flintlock from his waist with a noise.

The escorts in the yard were also frightened. They quickly drew their weapons and stood back to back looking around.

Shunyuan Escort Agency belongs to the Huangling Sect and specializes in taking on Xuanmen's transportation missions. They followed Wang Tianzuo and saw many strange things on the road.

But this is the first time I have encountered such a situation.

The animals above are obviously some little demons with spiritual powers and abilities, and they are not afraid of humans at all.

Squeak!

hiss~
They stared downwards and made various sounds from their mouths.

In Shunyuan Escort Agency, only Wang Tianzuo and one of his apprentices are sorcerers, and the rest are ordinary people, at most experts in martial arts who know some taboos.

When I heard these sounds, I was immediately tricked.

Their eyes became dull and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground with a clang.

"Get out of here!"

Sharifei became furious when he saw this. He pinched the weasel's neck with one hand and pointed the gun at Wang Tianzuo's head with the other.

As soon as these words were spoken, the little animals shut their mouths at the same time.

Lu San was obviously a little angry as well.

His face was gloomy and he took out a piece of armor from his arms.

These are the scales on the body of the "crocodile master".

After he formed a contract with the great demon, he was able to draw on its power. This amulet made of armor plate was the medium.

Call ~
As Lu San chanted the spell, a strong wind suddenly blew around him.

The domineering aura of "Tushi" dissipated.

Swish swish!
The little demons were immediately frightened and fled without a trace.

"Humph!"

Sharifei snorted coldly, with a strange look in his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Lu San, why did you let them go?"

He knew that although these little monsters were numerous, their abilities were average, and Lu San had enough power to take them down.

At least half of them can be killed.

"There's something weird about this."

Lu San frowned slightly and shook his head, saying, "I saw it when I entered the city. The Guan County City God Temple is very popular. I heard that they worship Erlang Shen every year. There is also a General Yang Si Temple at the river mouth."

"Ordinary little demons don't dare to get close."

Sharifei seemed to be thinking about something. "You mean, there is someone behind this?"

"Save people first, and talk later."

Lu San nodded, and immediately came in front of the crowd. He made a gesture with his left hand and shook the bracelet, while he patted the heads of the bodyguards one by one with his right hand.

clap clap clap!
After a series of sounds, all these people regained consciousness.

These people are just bewitched and can be easily dealt with.

Wang Tianzuo is relatively troublesome.

Lu San first took out a piece of red rope and tied the old weasel's body tightly. Then he pinched the magic spell, pressed his fingers on Wang Tianzuo's forehead, and pushed forward.

Call ~
A cold wind blew, and a cloud of black smoke whizzed out of Wang Tianzuo's mouth, swirling into the old weasel's body.

Soon, Wang Tianzuo's eyes became dull, he seemed to regain some consciousness, and then he fainted.

"Master!"

The disciples nearby saw this and became anxious.

"It's okay. It hurts your soul. Just get some sleep."

Sharifei and Lu San said something to comfort him.

They have seen this situation several times.

No matter who possesses you, your soul will definitely be hurt. Those with bad luck may become fools, while those with better luck will need to rest for half a month.

The other party held back and Wang Tianzuo was not seriously injured.

This is also the reason why Lu San did not take any ruthless action.

First, we need to find out why the other party is causing trouble.

Thinking of this, Lu San came to the old weasel and said coldly: "Since you are awake, stop pretending!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the old weasel opened his eyes immediately.

It was tied up with a red rope by Lu San and put under a restraint. It struggled for a while, but when it saw that it could not escape, it stared at Sha Lifei and the other man with its dark eyes.

"What are you looking at!"

Sharifei glared at him and said, "I know you can talk like a human being. Now that you're in trouble, just tell the truth. Who asked you to come?"

Unexpectedly, the old weasel remained unmoved and even closed his eyes, looking as if he was waiting to die.

Lu San frowned slightly, made a clattering sound with his mouth, and began to communicate with him in the upper language.

The old weasel seemed moved, but still didn't speak.

At this point, Sharifei finally lost his temper and drew out the Guanshan knife from his waist. "Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, Wang Tianzuo, who had been unconscious before, woke up and hurried to stop him. With the help of his disciples, he came to the old weasel and said weakly:

"Did Brother Lu ask you to come?"

This sentence seemed to have touched the other party's reverse scale, and the old weasel immediately got angry, "You... traitor!"

It was not fluent in human language and after stammering a curse, it began to speak the upper language with a chirping and clattering sound.

Sharifei and others were puzzled by what they heard.

As for Lu San, his brows were slightly furrowed. After the old weasel finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Wang Tianzuo and said in a deep voice: "Brother Wang, what is the identity of the person you are talking about?"

Wang Tianzuo was also a little confused and shook his head, saying, "That man's name is Lu, and he's known as Lu Laohei in the martial arts world. I only know that he's a sorcerer from a nearby village and is quite famous among the sorcerers in Guan County."

"I have a good relationship with him, so I asked him to find out. But he suddenly became very angry and told me not to get involved in this matter. Then I was bewitched..."

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Lu San looked at the old weasel with gloomy eyes and shook his head, saying, "That man is dead. He died suddenly just after leaving the city."

"These monsters are here to capture you and interrogate you."

"died?!"

Wang Tianzuo was even more confused after hearing this, "Brother Lu just left me, how come..."

"Don't worry."

Lu San turned his head and looked at the old weasel again, and communicated with him in Shangfang language for a while.

Then, he actually tore off the red rope on his body.

Swish!
The old weasel escaped and immediately jumped onto the wall.

When it saw that Lu San did not chase it and instead held the muzzle of Sharifei's gun, it hesitated for a moment, squeaked a few times, and jumped into the darkness.

"Quick, follow up!"

Lu San gave a low shout, and everyone immediately went out to follow.

At this time, the ancient city of Guan County was already quiet at night, the streets were dark and deserted.

What was strange was that the dogs in the surrounding alleys seemed to be frightened. They hid in their kennels and trembled, not daring to make any sound.

Under the moonlight, the old weasel ran on the street, stopping from time to time and turning his head to look, as if waiting for them.

Everyone quickened their pace and followed.

Soon, they arrived at the gate of Guan County.

To their surprise, the guards guarding the city were also stiff, with dull eyes, and big rats or weasels squatting on their shoulders.

The city gates that were supposed to be closed were already wide open.

Seeing this, Sharifei's eyes became solemn and he muttered, "Well, Guan County is the territory of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, how could the monsters wreak havoc and be so bold?"

Lu San whispered, "Didn't you notice that the City God Temple turned a blind eye and didn't care at all? Let's see first..."

As they were talking, everyone had already left the city gate.

Squeak! The old weasel let out a low cry, and the surrounding woods and grass suddenly made rustling sounds, and the little demons that had escaped before reappeared.

It seemed that he had a companion, and the old weasel was no longer afraid. He led them forward and went to the mountains behind the ancient city.

When he came to a mountain path, the old weasel stopped.

When everyone looked up, they saw a dead body lying on the mountain path with a giant snake coiled beside it.

The snake was covered in spots and was as thick as a human thigh. When it saw everyone coming, it slowly raised its head, stared with cold eyes, and kept spitting out its tongue.

Squeak!

The old weasel stepped forward and muttered something in the upper language, as if discussing something. The big snake also slowly retreated several meters away, but was still vigilant.

At this point, Sharifei and the others also had some vague guesses.

"It's Brother Lu..."

Wang Tianzuo looked grim. With the help of his disciples, he walked to the corpse with difficulty and squatted down to check.

This is a man dressed in black, with a full beard, rough skin, and a pipe on his waist. He looks like an old farmer working in the fields.

His eyes were wide open and black blood was flowing from his seven orifices, as if he had seen something horrible. His death was extremely tragic.

"Blame me."

Wang Tianzuo's face was filled with regret, "If it weren't for me..."

Lu San patted his shoulder, then squatted down, tore open the dead man's clothes on his chest, and touched two inches below his heart, and immediately felt a hard piece of flesh.

"It's the Date-Pith Curse."

Lu San said in a deep voice: "Master Wang told me this. It has nothing to do with Brother Wang. He must have been tricked a few days ago."

After saying that, he drew out the dagger from his waist and cut open the piece of meat.

Squeak!

When the little demons around saw this, there was a commotion.

But they soon quieted down.

Lu San opened his mouth and picked out a date pit.

There is a strange rune on the date pit, as if it was grown naturally and is covered in blood. When you hold it in your hand, it still gives off a slight chill.

Lu San said in a deep voice: "This is the spell of the Diffusion Sect. The corpse of the unjustly dead is buried under a jujube tree, and the spell is chanted on the first and fifteenth day of every month, and the dirty blood is poured to nourish it."

"When they are ripe, you can get dozens of cursed dates. All you need to do is lure people to eat them and chant the spell, and the date pits will break open the stomach sac and pierce the heart, causing death."

"It's spreading the religion again!"

Upon hearing this, Sharifei frowned slightly and touched his chin.

The Fen Zai Sect is also a folk religion in the southwest. It is both good and evil, half witchcraft and half Taoist. It has no specific mountain gate and its inheritance is scattered.

There are people among the people who protect one side.

There are also those who go astray and use magic to harm others.

His spell was fierce. At that time, he was a sorcerer in Chongqing Prefecture. He borrowed the lives of the opera troupe to help rich families ward off disasters.

"Spreading the teachings..."

Wang Tianzuo gritted his teeth and said, "This matter is either related to the Prince of Shu's Mansion or to that Master Wuxiang!"

Lu Sanze looked at the old weasel thoughtfully, and spoke the upper language again, mumbling to each other.

It seemed that because they found the cause of death, the little demons completely let go of their hostility towards them and started to communicate with each other with chirping sounds.

And Lu San's expression became more and more surprised.

Sharifei was so anxious that he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Lu San, what's going on?"

Lu San looked at the dead body on the ground and shook his head, "Have you heard of the story of the Seven Saints of Meishan?"

"Of course."

Sharifei nodded quickly, "It was mentioned in the opera that they are the brothers of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun."

Lu San said in a deep voice: "They are the prototypes in the opera. Meishan is actually 'Meishan'."

"They are a secret sect that believes in Kawase Jiro..."

…………

Li Yan opened his eyes before dawn.

I went to bed very early last night. The spiritual energy on Qingcheng Mountain was abundant. Although it was a bit cold, I slept very peacefully.

Wake up refreshed.

Li Yan was in a good mood. He went out directly and came to a stone platform outside Chaoyang Cave, where he took a deep breath and exercised his fists and feet.

His kung fu has already reached the level of Hua Jin.

The splitting and hanging movements were opened and closed vigorously, like the cracking of whips, mixed with the red fist supporting and chopping as the mother, the eight methods as the variation, between the hard and fierce, a little red was thrown.

The two types of boxing have been completely integrated by him.

His attacks were not fast, but with each punch and palm strike, the fascia in his chest and abdomen vibrated, and there was even a sound of thunder, and his momentum was astonishing.

This is the next step in martial arts.

Li Yan must integrate all his spirit, will, blood, flesh and tendons into one, and embrace the elixir like Hun Yuan.

After successfully holding the elixir, not a single bit of strength will be wasted, the Qi meridians will be long, and the strength will circulate without any flaws.

At this point, the physical body has reached its limit.

The strength will not increase much, but you can fight for a long time.

Those fierce generals in the ancient army, who could ride horses and wield heavy troops, fighting their way in and out of the chaotic army without ever being exhausted, were at the stage of holding the elixir.

In the next step, when the elixir is held and "momentum" is created, one can then mobilize the energy to attack, and enhance fists, feet, and weapons, which is called "energy".

Towards the end of the year, the mountain was blocked by heavy snow and there were no other guests in Chaoyang Cave, but there were still many Taoist children.

Hearing the noise, everyone was immediately attracted and watched Li Yan practicing boxing in amazement.

Originally, watching people practicing martial arts was taboo.

But they just took a look and couldn't take their eyes away, as if there was some magical attraction.

At this moment, Ling Yunzi also arrived. After seeing this, he frowned immediately, but when he was about to scold, he was stopped by Wang Daoxuan with a smile.

"Don't worry, Brother Yan doesn't have such taboos."

"Thank you."

Ling Yunzi bowed his hands solemnly and told the Taoist children: "If you have this opportunity, watch it carefully and don't talk nonsense in the future."

For a moment, everyone watched in silence.

Needless to say, the martial arts of Qingcheng Mountain are well known, but the opportunity to watch masters perform martial arts is not always available.

Even Ling Yunzi seemed to have realized something.

Today is a rare sunny day.

Before I knew it, the sun was rising in the distance.

The moment the sun rose above the distant mountains, thousands of golden rays of light sprinkled on Chaoyang Cave, and the steep mountain walls seemed to be inlaid with gold fragments.

Li Yan, on the other hand, had already entered a state of ecstasy. With a thought in his mind, he suddenly opened his mouth towards the east and took a deep breath.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but everyone just felt that there was a faint flash of purple in the golden sunlight coming from afar.

"Purple Air Coming from the East..."

Ling Yunzi was a little surprised, then looked at Li Yan who closed his eyes, knowing that the other party had gained benefits, and suddenly felt a little envious.

This "Purple Air Coming from the East" is not as mysterious as the legend says, and it is not as helpful for helping people understand the truth. But it is also an opportunity that can cleanse the body and mind.

Many people waited for days but still didn't get a chance.

Call ~
Li Yan slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and felt his whole body clear, sweat oozing from his forehead, and his brain seemed to have been washed with water.

"Congratulations, Mr. Li."

Ling Yunzi hurried forward to congratulate him.

"Lucky, Qingcheng is indeed a blessed place."

Li Yan said modestly, and then said: "The Taoist priest is here, wait for us to have a meal, then we will set off."

"no need!"

Before he could finish his words, he saw a figure flashing on the opposite mountain road...

(End of this chapter)