Yin Changsheng

Chapter 232 Quanzhen Sect Disciple

The situation was wrong, I didn't think too much about it, I followed the little fat man and rushed out. After running a few steps, my face bumped into a warm body. I looked up, and Jiang Liyin was calm. Looking at me, he said softly, "Go to the side and wait."

I froze and quickly nodded, standing by the side, the little fat man saw Jiang Li, as if he had seen hope, and said excitedly, "Fortunately, I'm smart, when I came in just now, I took a coin by the hand."

I looked at him curiously and asked, "What's going on with that thing?"

The little fat man told me that when he was sitting on the chair, he happened to touch a coin on the chair, and this coin looked a bit gorgeous, and it seemed that it could only be used by the emperor, but unexpectedly it came in handy at a critical moment , Those dead souls just saw the coins as if they saw the emperor himself, so no matter what happens, they must first kneel down and salute. This is their rule, even the dead souls also have such emotions in it.

I looked at him with some admiration, although the little fat man did more than fail, but at the critical moment, he still has a bit of brains.

Jiang Li walked in with a gloomy face, and when dozens of dead souls rushed towards Jiang Li, they all let out terrifying screams as if they had seen something terrible. The cry, like the piercing cry of a bat, lingers in the ears.

In a split second, Jiang Li swung his sword, and the black smoke was quickly cut off and wiped out.

Jiang Li turned his back to me, and there was an extremely powerful aura behind him, which made people breathless. The woman sat on the chair, looked at Jiang Li faintly, and suddenly smiled, "You can't kill me!" Mine, I have already made a deal, and I will stay here forever to guard what is here, no matter who it is, it will not kill me."

Jiang Li frowned slightly, and said softly, "Wushengmen?"

The woman raised her head and laughed loudly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Jiang Li had a sullen face, and said in a low and serious voice, "I've let you down." As soon as the words fell, Jiang Li held up his sword for a while, chanting a spell that I had never heard before, but after a while, The woman's complexion changed drastically, she looked at Jiang Li with extremely terrified eyes, looked at Jiang Li suspiciously and said, "No...impossible, who are you?"

Jiang Li didn't say anything, just swung his sword and slashed, the woman in front of him suddenly turned into a pile of bones, scattered on the chair.

There was a faint light in the middle of the white bones. I went forward and took a closer look. It was a human skin flute. I immediately picked it up in my hand, and it felt as soft and delicate as if I was touching human skin. It was numb for a while, it really was a flute made of human skin.

I naturally knew the importance of this person's leather flute, so I simply grabbed it into my backpack. The little fat man quickly came over and pointed at my nose and said, "Hey, Chen Xiao, how can you put the flute in your pocket without permission!"

I squinted at him, "If you have the ability, go and kill those things just now."

When the little fat man heard this, he quickly closed his mouth, knowing he was wrong.

I raised my head curiously and glanced at Jiang Li. What did the woman mean just now? She made a deal with the Wushengmen, so no one can kill her, not even the people from the Yin Division can catch her, but , why Jiang Li killed her in one go, that woman also seemed to find it inconceivable.

I am more interested in this Vain Sect, what kind of existence is this.

I told Jiang Li that there are leather flutes and thousands of people's blood in Devil City, and they will take these things to the Taklimakan Desert and hand them over to General Yin to get the key.

Jiang Li frowned slightly and said, "Then we can go."

I was taken aback, "I haven't found the blood of ten thousand people yet!"

Jiang Li just said coldly, "The blood of thousands of people is just for them to make sacrifices. General Yin is good at playing with people's hearts. What he wants is just a human leather flute."

The little fat man told Jiang Li, "There are also Immortal Tears, the reason why they haven't been able to get the key is because of this."

Jiang Li said disapprovingly, "Let's go."

Fatty and I glanced at each other with shock on our faces, is Jiang Li planning to just take the flute there?

I shrugged, not knowing what Jiang Li was trying to do.

Jiang Li led us outside, and then asked the spotted leopard to send me and the little fat man to jump out of the desert. Jiang Li easily jumped up and walked out.

When I returned to the desert, I suddenly felt as if I was breathing fresh air. I was panting heavily. Although there was air under the ground, it smelled extremely bad. There was a smell of damp and corrosion everywhere, and the air still smelled of rust. .

Jiang Li led us to look at the Taklamakan Desert.

The Taklamakan Desert is the largest desert in China. At a glance, there is basically no end to see. It is a vast desert. The flanks of the Taklimakan Desert are majestic mountains. The Tianshan Mountains are in the north and the Kunlun Mountains are in the south. Outside the vast desert, there are no mountains to be seen at all.

Jiang Li spent money to rent three camels so that he could take us forward. Jiang Li considered that the little fat man and I had mortal bodies. If we kept walking on our feet, we would be exhausted before we reached our destination.

Except for the desert, there are camels and scattered people around. I feel inexplicably that even if I die here, no one will find it. It is boundless, as if walking on the border of death, and there is almost no feeling of life around.

If it weren't for occasional encounters with a few people riding camels, there would be an illusion that there were no traces of life.

But after entering the center of the desert, we really met no one. In the vast desert, there were only three of us walking in the desert.

Along the way, I asked Jiang Li what kind of background this General Yin is.

Jiang Li told me solemnly, "General Yinshan's charm is inextricably related to him. If it weren't for the key to Yin's longevity and resurrection in the mausoleum, I would never see this man again."

I naturally understand that the upright Taoism and the crooked sect like the Yinshan Sect have never lived in harmony, let alone the person who founded the Yinshan Sect. Although he is also surnamed Chen, I don't like it at all.

This kind of black witchcraft is very harmful, and its methods are extremely cruel and dark.

It is completely contrary to what Yin Changsheng is pursuing. Jiang Li has always been extremely critical of the existence of Yinshan magic.

I asked Jiang Li, is General Yin and King Zhou Wu in the same group?

Jiang Li just smiled, "Some people only come together because they pursue the same interests, and once they see that they no longer have a relationship of mutual use, they are no longer a group."

Although Jiang Li didn't explain their relationship clearly, I also roughly understand what it means to use.

"What is that!" The little fat man opened his eyes and said in amazement, as if he had discovered a new continent.

I jumped off the camel and walked towards the place pointed by the little fat man. I stepped forward and saw that the sand had buried it, leaving only a little black fabric. I stretched out my hand and threw the sand away, and it turned out to be a Man, I stretched out my hand and turned this man over, facing me, his face was already stiff, his body was cold, his body was cold, probably because the desert was so dry, his muscles had shrunk, and he seemed to have been dead for several days.

"Master, it's a dead man." I stood up and told Jiang Li.

Jiang Li also got off the camel, walked towards me, knelt down to take a look, frowned slightly and said, "This man is a Taoist priest."

I almost thought I had heard wrong.

Jiang Li said that although this person is dead, the degree of stiffness and bending of his fingers can be seen. Before he died, he was preparing to pinch a seal and chant a mantra. This person is wearing a black Taoist robe. He should be a disciple, not a big man. Hanging a wooden sign, it is carved in peach wood, on which it says Quan, should be a disciple of Quanzhen Sect.

Quanzhen taught me to understand something. Jiang Li told me before that they pay attention to inner alchemy cultivation in their practice methods, and oppose talismans and yellow and white techniques. Shame and dirt, bitterness and self-interest are the principles.

(End of this chapter)