"Huh?"
At this time, Qingyun discovered that not far from the three headless corpses, there were three crystal or jade-like balls, shining with a dazzling luster.
Taking a closer look, they were all startled by these three "balls"!
"This...is this Yang Zhizhang?"
Even though the three of them had all cultivated to Yuan Hua, they still felt creeped out from the bottom of their hearts by the strange scene.
Because this is not a round ball, it is clearly three human heads that have turned into jade!
The expressions of struggle and fear were carved on their faces like a miraculous craftsmanship. However, looking at the rugged fracture of the neck, it was as if someone had jade their heads alive during their lifetimes. It was extremely terrifying!
For some reason, the more Qingyun looked at this technique, the more familiar it became, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
"They kill people with no more than a nod. Even if the three of them do some evil things on a daily basis, they still can't die for their crimes, let alone suffer such a heinous crime before they die."
Taking a deep breath, Dai Liner sighed.
"Perhaps he offended some senior master. Yang Zhizhang has a good cultivation level and is also a core disciple in the Earth Fire Palace. Those who can kill like this are probably high-level monks."
He Juan pursed her lips and said.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
Suddenly, Dai Lin'er let out a series of screams, almost scaring the young man to have a heart attack, but the tall woman suddenly dodged and jumped directly onto the treetops several feet high!
"Fuck! You want to scare me to death!"
"Qing... Qingyun... I... I just saw... the eyes on that head... seemed to be moving!"
"Uh...you're not going to be dazzled, are you?"
Not to mention Qingyun, these words also frightened He Juan and took a few steps back. God knows how these female cultivators who usually kill without batting an eye could be scared now.
"Huh? This is..."
Squatting down, Qingyun discovered that the "jade heads" of the three Yang Zhizhangs all had five fingertip-sized depressions, and there were also spiderweb-like radiating cracks around them, as if they had been pressed in with the force of fingers.
The jade head with moving eyes that Dai Lin'er mentioned was the monk named Zhang from before.
"Oh Wochao, you can really move!"
After waiting silently for a long time, I discovered that the big eyes on the head of the monk named Jade had moved slightly sideways. Although the amplitude was very small, upon closer inspection, it was definitely not an illusion!
At the same time, Qingyun observed that every time the person's eyes slowly moved, the flame in his treasured lamp would dance for a moment as if reflecting back light, and then dim again.
"Could it be..."
After hesitating for a moment, blood flashed in his palm, and a black sword with an ancient style appeared in Qingyun's hand!
Seeing this situation, Dai Lin'er also jumped down from the treetop, her eyes were full of surprise, and she forgot her fear.
"What a sword! Qingyun, do you know how to use a sword?"
"Um."
Dai Lin'er seemingly nodded calmly, but saw the heaviness on his face and asked:
"What's wrong with you?"
"nothing."
"Then why are you holding the sword? Are there any enemies?!"
Dai Lin'er was shocked, but Qingyun shook his head and said softly:
"Send him to death."
After saying that, the black armor transformed from the Immortal Punishment once again covered his right hand holding Zang Feng, and Qingyun's originally elegant and handsome face once again became cold and ruthless.
There was just a tinkling sound as the monk's head was directly pierced by Zang Feng's sword from above. At the same time, the spiritual fire swaying in the wind suddenly went out and disappeared into thin air.
"Junior Brother Qingyun..."
At this point, He Juan and Dai Lin'er also saw what Qingyun was doing.
Presumably it was the strange treasure lamp that protected the last bit of this person's soul, but what they didn't know was that the slightest bit of soul invisible to the naked eye was being crazily devoured by Zang Feng, while Qingyun took the opportunity to quickly plunder this person's life. The last memory before.
The police warning in his heart never disappeared, which gave Qingyun an increasingly bad premonition. Although he was sending this person to death, he still planned to devour the soul of the monk surnamed Zhang that had not dissipated, and use his memory to explore the truth, and at the same time nourish Xiao. Luoyi's Mingyu Borneolum.
"Don't blame me."
Qingyun now has no sorrow, no joy, no emotion and no desire, but he still said something quietly in his heart.
With the previous experience of killing Chen Ping, Qingyun spent less time this time, and did not even immerse himself in the stormy sea of memory, and easily fast-forwarded to his death.
I saw a group of masked monks wearing black tights. Whether by chance or on purpose, they stopped the three Yang Zhizhangs who were running away madly. The leader was an old man in a gorgeous robe who looked to be in his fifties.
This man looks quite handsome, and the weather has left an indelible mark on his face, but this seems to have given him the poise and charm that is unique to a middle-aged man.
Her particularly mature appearance paired with a light gray floor-length robe gives her the aura of a powerful person.
His outer robe is inlaid with many exquisite jade stones, and his clothes are so luxurious that Qingyun has rarely seen in his life.
They seemed to have no purpose in stopping Yang Zhizhang. The leader in Chinese robes just waved his hand, and a dozen black-clothed monks unfurled their weapons without saying a word.
Their auras were terrifyingly calm, and even their heartbeats seemed to have exactly the same rhythm. No, it should be said that in the perception of monk surnamed Zhang, this group of killers hidden in darkness from beginning to end was like a dozen identical machines. .
The three of them were besieged until finally Qingyun discovered from the injured man in black that their eyes were empty and their limbs had been replaced with jade that was stronger than fine steel. They were said to be living people, but more like they had been refined. The flesh puppet!
"With more than a dozen Yuan Hua Realm puppets, which sect has such great skill? Also, why does this person's outfit look more and more familiar to him?"
The young man wondered secretly.
Then he learned that the reason why Yang Zhizhang and the others lost their arms and legs in the end was because this man was too strong.
When this man was on the verge of death and resisting, he burst out with unprecedented fighting power. He used the Fire Feather Sword to cut off the arms and thighs of several puppets. Only then did he anger the leader of the Chinese robe, and brutally killed the three of them. The limbs were broken off, then attached to the puppet's body, and finally turned into jade.
Miraculously, the newly acquired limbs of these puppets are not as dull and mechanical as Qingyun imagined. On the contrary, once installed on their bodies, they will immediately merge with their chest and abdomen. They are no different from flesh and blood bodies. They can be called Like an arm using a finger.
Then Yang Zhizhang and the honest and strong man were volleyed a little higher by this person one after another, and their heads immediately turned into jade sculptures. They were directly unscrewed by him and held in his hands like carrying vegetables, while he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"This...is this a memory search? I heard that the soul search can only be carried out while the person is alive. Is it a secret method?"
Just as the young master was secretly speculating, the leader also woke up from a state similar to searching for souls. He spread his hands to the monk surnamed Zhang who was kneeling to beg for mercy and said:
"Oops, it turns out you and that kid really don't know each other. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do. Just eradicate the root cause and become a good person in your next life. You guys wait a little longer until those two Haiyou Sword Sect disciples leave. I will send that boy down to accompany you."
As soon as these words came out, Qingyun was suddenly shocked, and he retreated from the memory of this person.
"Qing...Qingyun, you, what's wrong with you?"
Focusing on his pupils, the young master found that Dai Lin'er's face was full of doubts when she looked at him, and her eyes seemed to hide an unprecedented fear, so he quickly put back the black gauntlet.
"It's okay. This person's last remnant soul was concealed by the spiritual fire, hiding it from the masters who attacked and killed them. When I sent him to death, his soul was slightly disturbed, so it's okay."
"Oh, that's good. Your expression just now was quite scary, especially when you opened your eyes, it seemed like you were pouring out murderous intent. Even I was scared."
Looking at Dai Lin'er's innocent and simple face, the young man was in a dilemma.
On the one hand, he learned from the message just now that a group of unknown people wanted to assassinate him.
Not to mention the dozen or so tireless and powerful Yuan Hua realm puppets, the middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe alone had at least a cultivation level above the Concentration realm, so there was no way he could be his opponent.
But on the other hand, they seemed to be a little afraid of the Hai Youjian Sect, and only said that they would wait until Dai Lin'er left before taking action. If they concealed the truth and followed her back to Bailian City, they might be able to avoid this disaster.
"But if I really went to Bailian City with Senior Sister Dai as a guest, if that person couldn't wait any longer and killed them all, wouldn't I have harmed them?"
Although Dai Lin'er is a woman, she is no less sassy and uninhibited than a man. In addition, she has a beautiful appearance and a slim body. The young master and her get along very well.
And He Juan is Zou Yanwen's Taoist companion, and Qingyun already feels indebted to him, so he cannot put the two of them in danger.
So he made up his mind and hugged his fists at Dai Lin'er and He Juan:
"Two senior sisters, Qingyun has some important matters and I will not be able to stay for a long time. I will say goodbye to you two now. If you have time, you can find me in the quiet cave. I will stay in Jiangyun Cave temporarily."
"Hey? Why did you leave just now? Didn't you agree to go to Bailian City to sit there?!"
Dai Lin'er strode forward to grab Qingyun, but unexpectedly he suddenly made a move, his palms connected, and the surging force directly shook the pink swordsman backwards.
"So...so awesome!"
When she stabilized her body and started to look for it, Dai Lin'er's eyes were no longer filled with the unparalleled figure of a banished immortal. Only the body temperature from Qingyun was left, which made her clenched her palms.
In the dense forest.
Traveling between the mottled and jagged trees, Qingyun magnified his five senses to the limit. As a low-level monk without spiritual consciousness, he could only rely on his keen sense to explore the unknown.
But it's a pity that no matter how hard Qingyun penetrates, he can't find half a human figure, and there isn't even the breath of a living person around him, let alone the fluctuation of the monk's spiritual power.
"Did they guess my intention to kill the person named Zhang? No, no, it can be clearly seen from my memory that that group of people has been staring at me for a long time and hiding for a long time in order not to leave any traces behind. Kill me with every clue."
Thinking of this, Qingyun's eyes flashed, and the speed of traveling increased again!
"They are probably making sure that I am far enough away from outsiders, just enough to keep Senior Sister Dai and Senior Sister He away from danger, and also to facilitate my escape."
Voice-over: Each character has a different background and can tell a different story. This is fantasy and also the fun part.
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