Witch, my Yuan Yang body has been cured again

Like a mausoleum.

Ruling's location is very advantageous in the entire territory of the Great Zhou. It is connected to the capital on the left and the Jinjun Canal on the right. It is the center of the Great Zhou's east-west horizontal transportation line.

However, it is not surprising that Ruling itself is gradually declining.

Travelers passing through Ruling, if they were not heading to the capital, would take the river directly to the prosperous Jin County. Occasionally, they would stop in Ruling just to have a quick meal.

Locals flowed to the east and west ends, while outsiders passed by without entering and just lingered at the door.

Over time, the main body of Ruling City gradually declined and was even less prosperous than the ports by the river.

Ru Ling was attacked from both sides by the two giants, the capital and Jin County. He lost many battles and lived a miserable life. He gradually became an unknown person.

Like a mausoleum?

Like coming.

Having stayed at the port is like having been to Ruling.

This special situation also means that few people pay attention to Ruling City, and even the many years of rise and fall of the nearby large lake is ignored.

But in recent days, a group of people from the martial arts world have rarely come to Ruling City.

They came in several groups, and the locals were puzzled and asked them if they had taken the wrong road, as the port was not here.

The first group to arrive here was Du Shixuan's group. Their team focused on quality rather than quantity. They consisted of a teacher and several young and beautiful disciples, among whom was Hua Miaoyin.

"Okay, now that we're in Ruling City, Miaoyin, don't think about the tea house anymore. It has nothing to do with you, so the master won't blame you."

The bad reputation about Du Shixuan naturally reached their ears. Hua Miaoyin blamed herself all the way, while her master Zimei Zhenren comforted her all the way.

Of course, it is hard to say how much guilt Hua Miaoyin really feels in her heart.

Her guilt and regret were mostly due to her worry that her status as a true disciple in the sect would be shaken.

Du Shixuan's reputation has lasted for hundreds of years, spanning several dynasties and multiple emperors. If he were to fall into the hands of Hua Miaoyin, how could a fledgling true disciple shoulder this responsibility?

Deep in Hua Miaoyin's heart, she can no longer give up the support and attention that comes with being the true disciple of Du Shixuan.

Especially in the teahouse, she was admired and flattered by all the young men, which made her feel very happy.

It is said that the true descendant of Du Shixuan must be a woman with angelic beauty, but... Hua Miaoyin has seen her master and the senior sister who occupies a high position in the palace.

She knew very well that she was far inferior to the other two in terms of beauty. They were both stunning beauties who could make people fall in love with them at first sight and never forget them. Even women could be attracted to them.

However, Hua Miaoyin knew that she was far from that level. Although her appearance was stunning, there was still a gap between beauties.

The reason why she was so loved by people in the martial arts world was that the title of "True Transmission of Du Shixuan" was a great blessing. The appearance of the predecessors added so much charming colors to this title, which benefited her as a descendant.

This mentality of being too superior had already sown the seeds of disaster today several years ago.

......

After several female disciples of Du Shixuan checked into the inn, not long after, several guests dressed strangely followed.

"Dear guests...stay or eat?"

The waiter was wiping the table. He greeted them subconsciously when he heard the noise, but when he looked up and saw their attire, he interrupted his conversation.

There were four people in the group that entered the store. The shortest was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and the tallest one had to bow his head to enter. They were wearing black straw raincoats and bamboo hats, so their faces could not be seen.

It's not raining, why are they dressed like this... Besides, these guys are too big, like the Yak King entering the house.

The tallest man stretched out a six-fingered hand, put down a gold ingot, and said in a thunderous voice:

"It's a matter of the rivers and lakes. Close the shop and go, shopkeepers."

Six fingers, three, three eyes? !

When it got closer, the waiter vaguely saw that the giant's face had an extra eye!

And his black straw raincoat was not stained by dirt, but by dried blood!

The waiter swallowed his saliva, his mind went blank for a moment, then he came to his senses and hurriedly told the other waiters to leave, not caring about anything else and quickly left through the back door.

"What's going on?" "What happened?"

"Why are you in such a hurry to run away? Aren't you going to do my business?"

The shop assistants kept asking questions, and the shopkeeper wanted to curse.

"Boss, I'll give you this gold ingot first. Don't ask any more questions. Just run away. This is probably a murder!"

The inn was completely silent.

Several guests in straw raincoats in the hall looked up at a room on the second floor without saying a word. They could vaguely see the figure of a pretty and graceful woman walking inside.

throat--

The yak man casually broke off a main beam and threw it into the room like a javelin, piercing both ends of the building.

A young woman's scream was heard from inside, probably the female disciple was frightened.

Immortal Zimei shouted sternly, and she rushed out of the door, standing on the second-floor fence with steady and light steps, looking down at the man in the straw raincoat, the whisk in her hand ready to go.

"Who is causing trouble here?"

Zhenren Zimei's martial arts skills are among the best in the martial arts world. Even if the hidden masters are included, she can conservatively rank in the top 20. This is strength that is truly undeserved.

When the yak man saw Master Zimei, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he became excited, and there was a hint of hysteria in his unbridled and crazy laughter.

"Hahahaha, Master Zimei, huh? Hua Miaoyin, the good disciple taught by your Du Shixuan, relied on the reputation of her master to destroy my reputation, confuse right and wrong, and caused my family to commit suicide out of despair.

If you don't know how to teach a disciple, don't teach her. After today, you can accept her as your disciple in your next life and teach her well!"

Hua Miaoyin's face changed, as if she remembered something. She tried hard to identify this person, but she could not compare him with the thin figure in her memory.

"Master Zimei, he is talking nonsense. This man's name is Chen Ji, a heartless man who abandoned his lover after having sex with her. Now he is just angry because of shame."

Hearing this, the yak man laughed even louder. As he laughed, he seemed to be crying:

"You abandoned me after having sex with me? Your good friend was cheating on me. When I found out, he dragged you into lying and accusing me of lying to the villagers. As a result, the villagers believed in you because of your master. My father could not bear the insults from the villagers and committed suicide.

Is this the true inheritance of your famous and upright sect? It is actually a false inheritance of the White Lotus! "

Master Zimei was unable to determine right from wrong for a moment, but when one was out, everyone would protect one's own shortcomings, and maintaining the reputation of Du Shixuan was of primary concern, so they would not tolerate sudden provocations from outsiders.

"I think you are neither human nor demon. You are just talking nonsense. It's time for you to tell the truth!"

......

Chu Bushe and Yi Yihan were still on their way.

The carriage was moving very fast, making a non-stop clattering sound. Even though it was a fake and expensive carriage, the people inside were shaken so hard that they almost fell apart.

Yi Yihan was fine. She used her Qinggong skills directly in the carriage, like a flying goose stepping on the snow, and sat lightly and steadily in the car.

But Chu Bushe was in a miserable situation. Without the help of good Qinggong skills, he was dizzy and had to rely on holding on to the car window to maintain stability.

"Yi Han, don't be so anxious. Don't you think the carriage is running too fast..."

"There might be information about soul worms in places related to Empress Tianwu. If I miss it, I will regret it for a long time."

Yi Yihan was even wondering why Chu Bushe didn't practice some Qinggong.

But she was also embarrassed to watch Chu Bushe suffer alone, so the beautiful and elegant woman thought for a while and decided to stop using her Qinggong skills and suffer with him.

Yi Yihan's Qinggong skills had just been unleashed when the carriage happened to be speeding around a bend, and the wheels on one side of the carriage lifted off the ground.

Yi Yihan was caught off guard and her beautiful body fell into Chu Bushe's arms. Chu Bushe's lungs were hit and he almost got a stitch in the side.

If there was a health bar displayed, he would probably have lost half of his health by now.

Outside the carriage, the Tianyu team was moving forward slowly.

The jailers were startled when they were suddenly overtaken by the speeding carriage.

Ding Jingjing was surprised:

"Turtle, Boss Si, look at that carriage just now. The wheels haven't even touched the ground. If you don't know, you would think it's a horse flying a kite!"

Chapter 78: The Sins of the Famous and Upright Sects

The people from Tianyu were not on strike, they were all moving at a normal speed, but the intelligence ahead was unclear, so it was really difficult for them to rush.

Ding Jingjing is the happy fruit of the team, with a lively personality. At this time, she muttered:

"Everyone, tell me, are we moving too slowly? What if we miss something?"

Fan Waiyan, a fellow jailer, complained:

"We are not slow at all. If you send us a message now that there is an emergency ahead, we will definitely rush over there."

As soon as he finished speaking, this situation really happened.

In front of us, several people who seemed to be fleeing were coming towards us. They were the innkeeper and his group. They were driving a horse-drawn carriage and wanted to hide towards the port.

To avoid a fight between warriors, one can usually just run one street away, but the proprietress was afraid that the other party would take back the gold ingots, so she ran to the safest place.

When they saw the attire of the Heavenly Prison officials, they were overjoyed.

The proprietress hurriedly got off the car, holding the gold ingots in her arms. If you didn't know better, you would think she had a swollen heart:

"My lords, something has happened in Ruling City! Some martial artists are ready to fight to the death. I'm afraid they are planning to demolish my inn. We are fleeing from the city."

As he spoke, the waiter was pulled up again to explain the situation at the time.

When Si Qingyun heard the waiter describe the characteristics of those raincoat-wearing guests, she immediately became serious:

"He is a person who has practiced the Heavenly Demon Killing Induction. Only this secret method can cause abnormal deformation of the body!"

Considering that their mission of this trip was to capture the martial artists who escaped in the "Assault on the Concubine" case.

Could it be that... this person came to Ruling not to seek refuge, but to seek revenge?

Ding Jingjing asked, "Who were these raincoat-wearing guests looking for? Who was staying at your inn at the time?"

After obtaining further information from the waiter, the most prestigious force in the world of martial arts today, Du Shixuan, emerged in the minds of the people of Tianyu.

This is looking for trouble with Du Shixuan's people!

The people in the inn continued on their journey and hid in the port town, fearing that they would encounter robbers and rob them of their money on the wild official road.

The people in Tianyu looked at each other, and Fan Waiyan just wanted to slap himself.

Originally, we could have traveled normally, but now that the news has come, we have to travel 800 miles in an expedited manner anyway.

......

On the other hand, Yi Yihan's plan was to go straight to the lake near Ruling.

If Qianlong Island has not appeared, she and Chu Bushe will wait there. If Qianlong Island has already appeared, they can go directly to the island.

However, when passing through Ruling City, many people went outside the city to take refuge. This situation attracted the attention of the two men, so they changed their route and entered the city.

When they arrived at the place where the warriors fought as mentioned by the people, Chu Bushe and Yi Yihan's expressions became serious.

On both sides of the spacious street that stretched for four or five hundred meters, houses and pavilions collapsed in the fight, becoming ruins, with broken walls and buildings, which was a shocking sight!

In the fantasy books and magazines that Chu Bushe had read in his previous life, whenever there was a fight, the ground would collapse. It was exaggerated and scary, as if building a building or a city took no time at all. However, in this world where he had lived for more than ten years, it was not unusual for a fight to destroy a house to this extent.

It’s already a fight among the top masters!

It was quite unwise for him to get involved in the cold weather.

But if the top masters are competing against each other in a place like this, doesn’t it mean that some masters have also set their sights on Qianlong Island?

Yi Yihan also thought of this, and her face looked unhappy:

"No, let's go and wait over there. It's better not to get involved in a fight like this."

Chu Bushe glanced at the big white snake on his arm and said:

“Yi Han, you must be very concerned about the information that there may be soul Gu on the island, right?

Since the other party is most likely coming for Qianlong Island, they will definitely not let us in when they find two youngsters like us. We might as well take advantage of their fight and see if we can ambush them.

If it succeeds, these forces will not have time to send reinforcements in a short while."

In the underworld, the difference between the white and black worlds, to put it bluntly, is who is willing to abide by the rules on the surface.

Note, it’s on the surface!

Even the famous and upright factions in the white world are essentially local power organizations with independent armed forces. When there are many people, they are willing to listen to the rules, but when there are few people, it is hard to say.

Faced with Qianlong Island, which might be hiding treasures, how could he say anything nice to two isolated people like them?