Within the territory of Lanyin Mansion in Zhongzhou, there is Liutian City.
The entire territory of Lan Yin Mansion falls under the jurisdiction of Wulin Zhengdao, and Liutian City, as one of the five major cities in Lan Yin Mansion, has a large number of the Liutian Sect of Zhengdao stationed in the city.
Because of the war with the Northern Barbarians decades ago, the Zhengyang Empire was severely abused in terms of military officers' combat power. So it learned from the experience and began to be compatible with the martial arts forces.
This resulted in the rapid growth and expansion of martial arts power.
And these many martial arts forces are quite powerful, and martial arts sects have powerful individual weapons. However, people always have different experiences that lead to different personalities. Roughly speaking, it is the difference between a heart for justice and a heart for evil.
This also gave rise to the distinction between the righteous way and the evil way in martial arts.
As the area under the jurisdiction of Wulin Zhengdao, these Zhengdao sects usually cooperate with local states and cities to send out disciples. Firstly, it is for experience, and secondly, it can also help these states and cities to be wary of demonic warriors.
The number of martial arts masters is like crucian carp crossing the river, and their number is constantly increasing. Even the imperial military will hire some martial arts masters to serve as military instructors, and some gentry and landlords will also keep martial arts masters to look after their homes and homes.
In the martial arts world, the level of one's own strength can be measured from two perspectives: internal strength and combat strength.
The so-called masters generally refer to the warriors who have opened up the most dangerous of the eight meridians, the second line of Ren and Du, which is also called the Dacheng state.
Among the eight meridians, except the two meridians of Ren and Du, the six meridians of Chong, Dai, Yin Qiao, Yang Qiao, Yinwei, and Yangwei are fully opened, which can smoothly move the Little Zhoutian, and the internal force is initially formed. That is the realm of Xiaocheng.
Most warriors are at the level of Xiaocheng, because the process of opening up the Rendu and Du's two meridians is extremely difficult and dangerous. If you are not careful, your meridians will be destroyed.
After entering the Dacheng Realm, the amount of internal force becomes a manifestation of a warrior's apparent strength. Dacheng Realm warriors use internal force to circulate the eight meridians in the body, which is called the Great Zhoutian. Being able to complete more than 33 rounds of the Great Zhoutian within an hour means that the internal strength has reached the middle stage of the Dacheng Realm. Similarly, if more than 99 rounds of the Great Zhoutian are exceeded within an hour, it means that one has reached the late stage of the Dacheng Realm.
The strength of the internal force indicates the strength level of the warrior to a certain extent.
However, due to factors such as weapons, skills, experience, talents, etc., the final level of combat power of a warrior is not determined by the degree of internal strength.
Therefore, in the world of martial arts, the strength of a warrior is generally determined by his or her overall combat prowess such as combat performance, skills, weapons, etc. That is, the upper, middle and lower levels of Dachengjing.
The low-level Dacheng realm has the weakest combat power, but it is also the norm for most Dacheng realm warriors and is the average level of Dacheng realm warriors.
The middle-grade Dacheng realm has exceeded the average level and can be called a master among masters.
Top-grade Dacheng realm has extraordinary combat power. Generally speaking, Dacheng realm warriors at this level have excellent talents, first-class weapons, techniques, and rich combat experience, so they can be called top-grade. There are only a handful of high-grade Dacheng realm warriors in the entire world, and each one of them is a famous Grandmaster-level figure.
The Grandmaster realm above the Dacheng realm belongs to the legendary level. Every Grandmaster realm warrior can leave a rich legend in the history books.
As for the Grandmaster Realm, because it is too far away, it can only be worshiped by the majority of warriors, and the real masters in this world are basically warriors of the Dacheng Realm.
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It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and although the sun had just set, the sky was already pitch black, and outside the city wall, you couldn't even see your fingers.
The east gate of Liutian City has long been closed, and several disciples of Liutian Sect are warming themselves by a bonfire at the head of the city.
Liuotian City is just a small city. Although there are officers and soldiers guarding the city, in this cold winter, standing guard for one night is tantamount to death. The physical fitness of ordinary soldiers can be described as weak, so the task of guarding the city wall was handed over to the sect disciples.
Warriors build up their internal strength in their bodies, and because they are poor in culture and rich in martial arts, the life of a warrior is much better than that of ordinary people. In addition, they train hard day and night, so their physical fitness is much better.
At this time, several disciples of the Liutian Sect were gathering together and talking about some interesting things about their sect. They leaned against the outer wall and talked excitedly. But on the city wall behind them, a hand quietly and slowly rose up.
One of the disciples seemed to sense something and looked back, but his eyes hurt slightly from the cold wind, so he quickly turned his head back.
"What's wrong?" other disciples asked.
"I just seemed to hear something and looked back, but there was nothing."
"Fourth Junior Brother has been chattering all day. After this month's shift, I will go and plead with the master. Next month, you will work the morning shift. The monthly shift is not suitable for you."
"Hey, thank you, senior brother!"
While several fellow apprentices were talking, a blurry shadow quickly passed through the darkness not far from them.
Not long after, another shadow flashed from the same position. But this time, the fourth junior brother turned around again, rubbed his eyes and sighed.
"If you stay up too late, your five senses will be blinded. Senior brother really didn't lie to me. If I had known better, I wouldn't have coveted the monthly class reward. I will go back and ask for help from the master."
With the obstruction of four tall city walls, Liuotian City is not disturbed by the cold wind, just like another world.
The lights all over the city lit up the sky above the city, and there were places where bright lights gathered everywhere in the city. These places are the characteristics of Liutian City - the lantern market.
At this time in Liutian Nancheng, the market on the side of Caihua Street was crowded with people. The seven streets running three horizontally, four vertically and horizontally nearby were full of people, and there were countless vendors on both sides of the streets.
The streets are crowded with people, most of whom come to enjoy the lively scene, but even the few people shopping are enough for the vendors here to make a lot of money.
Liuotian City is just a small town without a curfew, so the nightlife is still very rich.
The market in Nancheng is a major feature of Liutian City, and the vendors who can appear here naturally have various backgrounds.
The older ones may be relatives of someone in the Liutian sect, while the younger ones have paid enough 'marketing fees'.
As the 'guardian' of Liutian City, the Liutian Sect has also arranged many disciples here to protect the safety of this place. And part of the money of those merchants is the protection fee given to the Liutian Sect.
The purple-robed warriors standing on both sides of the street and leaning against the wall are disciples of the Liutian Sect. Purple clothes with gold trim are the symbol of the warriors of the Liutian Sect.
Among the disciples of the Liutian Sect here, the leader is a deacon elder of the Liutian Sect and the most senior disciple of the Liutian Sect.
Wearing a luxurious purple robe with intricate patterns on the gold edges at the hem of the sleeves, he was sitting in a teahouse at the entrance of the street.
Opposite him, there was another man.
The two have been communicating here for a long time, and the conversation between the two is almost over.
"Elder Mo, this matter is settled today. The day after tomorrow, we will be waiting for you at the moonlit lake!"
Opposite the purple-robed deacon, the lean man's eyes flashed and he said with a smile.
Mo Zhu, the deacon elder of the Liutian Sect, just nodded, which was regarded as agreement.
When the man opposite saw Mo Zuzu nodded, he cupped his hands and left the teahouse.
The lean man got off the teahouse and turned directly to a path behind the teahouse to avoid the bustling crowd.
Behind him were the crowds of people getting further and further away. The lean man's feet gradually slowed down from the rush at the beginning, and finally he was walking in the alley like an ordinary passerby.
The lean man took countless turns in the alley and finally hid in an ordinary house.
The location of this private house is actually just across the wall from Caihua Street Market. If you hadn't taken such a detour before, you could actually get here through an alley.
This person was so cautious, and he didn't know what he was wary of.
The lean man unlocked the hanging door and walked into the courtyard. The courtyard is not big, and directly opposite the courtyard door is the main hall of this private house.
Standing in the courtyard outside the main hall, the lean man's eyes suddenly shone brightly, but then quickly disappeared in the next moment.
In front of him, a thin figure who could not be seen clearly jumped from the roof and stood there.
"Who are you! Could it be that... you are a robber? Master! You have also seen that my family is not rich. If you want to rob me, I will give it to you. I just ask you to spare my life!"
The lean man yelled angrily at first, and then seemed to have thought of something. His voice began to tremble slightly, and his eyes fell to the ground, as if he did not dare to raise his head and look at the man.
This is the correct posture for a timid person to encounter a home invasion robbery.
"Stop acting! Tell me, did you take away a little girl in a coma in a tea shop thirty miles outside Dongcheng yesterday?"
The unclear figure shouted lowly.
The lean man was slightly stunned, with his head lowered and his eyes constantly moving around. This man's voice... why is he so young!
His mind was racing, and the lean man had already made a plan.
"Hmph, I wonder who he is, it turns out to be a doll!" The lean man raised his head, his sight seemed to have penetrated the darkness and saw the true face of the standing person.
"It seems it's really you!" A slightly childish voice came from the figure in the dark night. Although the voice was childish, it contained deep anger.
The lean man grinned and was about to laugh out loud when the corners of his eyes suddenly jumped violently. His body sensed danger and subconsciously dodge to one side.
A strong wind passed through where he was just now, and then another blurry figure appeared in front of the lean man.
The lean man had just stood upright when the man who suddenly appeared had already completed his turn and rushed straight towards the lean man. In front of the lean man, the shadow of a fist quickly enlarged.
"boom!"
The lean man crossed his arms and blocked a punch. This was not a punch from an adult.
Before the contempt arose in the lean man's heart, the power coming from the fist made the lean man's face change. The disdainful smile and the contempt that was about to rise on his face collapsed and shattered in an instant!
The lean man took a few steps back before releasing the force on his arm. He put himself on the defensive. The dark clouds in the sky were moving slowly at this time, exposing a corner of the moonlight. The moonlight was spreading, and through the moonlight, the lean man could see clearly that in front of him was a boy who was no more than eleven or twelve years old at most. Although the latter was young, the power in his previous fists filled his eyes with fear.
"Little doll, which family are you from? Go back quickly, I won't argue with you!"
The lean man tried to intimidate the young man.
"Tell me where you sent that little girl!"
The eleven or twelve-year-old boy didn't do this at all. Through the thin darkness of the night, the lean man could vaguely tell that this young man was dressed in white.
"To be honest, I haven't been out of the city at all in the past two days. You have found the wrong person!" The lean man's eyes rolled around, but he continued to explain without stopping.
"Impossible, you smell like my junior sister here, I will never admit it!" The boy in white said sternly!
"Dog nose!" The lean man rolled his eyes and cursed in his mind, the look of fear on his face getting stronger.
He couldn't help but continue to think, at such a young age, but with such deep inner strength, could this boy be a disciple of some major sect?
The lean man flashed many thoughts in an instant, then suddenly put away his posture and his body seemed to relax. He smiled at the young man and said:
"Looks like I hit a hard wall, that's all. If a good man doesn't suffer the consequences, I'll pay your junior sister back. I can take you to find your junior sister right now."
"real?"
The young man's tone was mixed with doubt and a hint of excitement.
To show his sincerity, the lean man spread his hands to indicate that he would give up resistance, and said: "You can tie me up, and I will take you to find my junior sister!"
The young man thought for a while and nodded solemnly. At this moment, he had no time to think too much because he was already extremely anxious because his junior sister was missing, so he quickly walked towards the lean man.
Just when the young man in white was approaching the lean man, the lean man suddenly activated, a cold light popped out of his sleeves, and was about to stab the young man.
call!
A sound of breaking wind came from behind the young man, and then a black shadow hit the cold light in the lean man's hand, and then the bamboo pole hit the lean man's chest like a dragon out of the sea with lightning speed.
The lean man suddenly screamed in pain and fell to the ground. He was holding a short-handled dagger tightly in his hand. The blade was glowing with green light. It looked like it had been tempered with poison.
The previous boy was dressed in white and was named Xuesheng, while the later boy was dressed in red and was named Liu Xin.
Xuesheng looked at Liu Xin holding a bamboo pole that he found from nowhere, with a troubled expression on his face and said nothing.
Instead, Liu Xin walked up to the lean man. Without waiting for the lean man to react, he knocked him unconscious with a stick, and then groped him while saying:
"Young master of the evil sect, you seem to have no brains. This person is lying to you at first glance, yet you are stupid enough to let down your guard. No wonder the master always says that people in the devil's path are strong, but have weak brains!"
Xuesheng's face turned red and she looked at Liu Xin's angry retort:
"I already knew who he was. I showed my flaws just to paralyze him, and then I would fight back!"
Liu Xin found something from the lean man, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a moment, his little brows furrowed into a "Sichuan" character.
"We're in trouble..."
Xuesheng was stunned for a moment, and the shame rising on her face had not yet faded.
Liu Xin had already stood up at this time and threw something to Xuesheng.
"What's this?"
Xuesheng took the thing and it turned out to be a small five-colored gilt token, but he didn't recognize the origin of this thing.
"Oh, I forgot that you are the young master of the evil sect. Of course you don't recognize this object from the righteous sect. This thing is a token of the Liutian sect here."
"I have read the information on all the famous hundred sects of your righteous sect. Isn't this Liutian sect not among them?"
"Well, it seems that the Liutian Sect's ranking should be outside the 100th place. It's also because their token design is beautiful. I only found out after asking the master. Our righteous path has thousands of sects and ten thousand ways, so it is the righteous path. If you have few demons, you will naturally become demons. This is the principle that those who have gained the Tao will get more help, while those who have lost the Tao will have little help."
The redness on Xuesheng's face faded and his expression became serious. He glanced at the lean man who had fainted on the ground. After a long silence, he had a plan in mind.
"We have to make a perfect plan!"
"What plan are you planning? It's a waste of time! Just ask this guy about A Li's whereabouts, and I can rescue her by going straight to Huanglong! Now all I need is you to ask him for clues!"
"why me?"
"Aren't you demons good at this?"
"That's prejudice of yours!"
"This is what my master said, he will not lie to me!"
"Your master is also biased!"
The two teenagers in red and white had an angry confrontation over this issue for half the night, until the sky turned white and the lean man woke up.
"Tell me, where is my sister?"
The red and white boy asked at the same time. The lean man was tied up and locked to a pillar in the house.
The lean man was just about to turn his eyes when he saw Liu Xin take out a small gilt seal and slap it on his head and face.
Snapped!
"Uh... you actually found this token. It seems you don't know Bi Ling, otherwise you wouldn't dare to be so arrogant!"
The lean man was hit on the head, and blood flowed down like a trickle.
"It's just the token of the Liutian Sect, I know it!"
Liu Xin said disdainfully, and the gilded order kept tossing up and down in his hand.
The lean man was shocked when he heard this, with a look of surprise on his face.
Seeing his expression, Liu Xin continued:
"To tell you the truth, small sects such as the Liutian Sect are not in my eyes at all. But I am curious, what role do you play in the Liutian Sect?"
When the lean man heard this, his face became even more ugly, but he did not speak.
Click
A hatchet fell on top of the lean man and cut deeply into the pillar.
Xuesheng held the hatchet she had just found, her expression was gloomy, and her tone was extremely cold:
"If you don't tell me, I won't spare your life! Anyway, I got the Liutian Sect's token, and this matter must be related to it. I can also solve it by asking the elders of the sect to take action!"
The lean man trembled and looked at Xuesheng. He could clearly see the real murderous intent in the other person's eyes.
"I...I said!"
It turned out that this lean man was just an independent person, but he acted as a middleman to connect the two forces. One of them is the Liutian Sect, and the other party turns out to be the Demonic Hundred Souls Sect.
As the young master of the evil sect, Xuesheng naturally knew about the Hundred Souls Sect. This was a sect that was not popular even in the demonic world. Although his own strength is not strong, he always thinks of finding new ways.
It has been five years since the evil sect was ordered to be disbanded by the evil master because it caused several major murder cases for no reason. Unexpectedly, this sect that was forced to disband and whose top leaders were imprisoned in the devil's prison would continue to exist on the land of righteousness.
And the Liutian Sect is doing business through the Lean Man and Baihun Sect, the human flesh business!
The Liutian Sect seeks out some children within their jurisdiction who meet the specific requirements of the Hundred Soul Sect, and exchanges them with the Hundred Soul Sect to gain benefits. What this benefit is, the lean man doesn't know.
The lean man became the middleman because he was shrewd and knew people on both sides.
And through the lean man, the red and white boys also knew that in one day, the two parties would trade at Linyue Lake.
"Junior sister will suffer if she falls into the hands of those perverts from Baihun Sect! This is the territory of the righteous path, is there nothing you can do about it?"
Xuesheng held a hatchet in his hand and looked menacing, but there was a hint of sadness on his face.
"The five sects of Lanyin Mansion are of the same spirit, and even my Zhengdao Conference is participated in as a family in the name of the Lanyin Mansion Sect Association. I am afraid that if I fail to find help from other sects, I will suffer the consequences! And if I have to Go to a reliable place to seek help, I’m afraid it won’t be enough.”
Liu Xin kept rubbing his palms, frowning, and his brain was working rapidly.
"Then there's no other way but to snatch it away. If that doesn't work, just reveal your identity."
"Haha, young master, have you burned out your brain? We discovered their bad deeds and revealed my identity, so why don't they risk their lives to kill me!"
"Because of this, when you were besieged, I went up to rescue Junior Sister. Wouldn't it be good to sacrifice one of you to rescue Junior Sister?"
"Damn it, your bastard theory!... It seems to make sense... Hey, no matter what, if it really comes to this point, I will cut off the brood for you!"
"You are a good brother."
Xuesheng patted Liu Xin on the shoulder.
"This is all your fault. My sister wants to come out to play. If you want to be cute, take her out. Don't you know that she is destined to bring disaster? Is she a disaster star? Even if she drinks water, she may have caused a huge disaster!"
Liu Xin muttered dissatisfiedly.
"Even if she is a disaster star that defeats all things in the world, I will use everything I have to eliminate disasters for her! The same goes for you, right?"
Xuesheng smiled, but there was an evil spirit hidden in the smile. He hated the two sects, Liutian Sect and Baihun Sect, to the extreme.
"That's my sister. When she gets into trouble, 99% of it is because I didn't take her seriously. Of course I have to bear the responsibility for my own mistakes!"
Liu Xin looked in the direction of Linyue Lake, and the hand holding the wooden stick turned white with force.
