In the dark, he seemed to be back in Taiping City, sitting in the pavilion where he was playing chess with the Taiping Sword Immortal.
Taiping Sword Immortal Yang Kuo looked up at him with a smile. He made a move and his breath came out from the chessboard.
He woke up from his fantasy in an instant, and the hidden weapon shot at him was only a few inches away from his forehead.
He stretched out his hand and shouted with the courage he didn't know where he came from. "Stop!"
As soon as the words came out, the hundreds of hidden weapons stabbing him were instantly blocked by a sudden force a few inches or even meters away, unable to move forward at all.
He himself was surprised at how much power this must have to instantly withstand Wan Fusi's hidden weapon that claimed to be able to kill a half-step sword immortal.
Could it be that he inherited the strength of the Taiping Sword Immortal in the Taiping Ruins? Or maybe you have this unique skill yourself? Just don't know?
Could it be that what Yang Kuo, the Taiping Sword Immortal, said he gave to himself was the remaining power?
oh! That's it. No wonder that after meeting him, he quickly killed the giant python that was about to become a dragon in the Taiping ruins. No wonder that after meeting him, he could stop a hidden weapon flying like an arrow.
Thinking about it this way, how powerful he must have been back then.
Li Yi waved his hand casually. "go back."
The sound was deafening, as if it would shatter mountains and rivers.
The hundreds of hidden weapons were instantly knocked back by his roar, and they returned the same way, even pointing towards Wan Fusi.
Wan Fusi opened his eyes wide and was too shocked to say a word.
To be honest, he is indeed first-class in using hidden weapons, and hidden weapons can indeed kill even half-step sword masters. But he never thought that one day he would have to face his own hidden weapon after he had mastered it.
He had just turned around to run when dozens of hundreds of hidden weapons were fired at him and pierced into his body.
He fell to the ground, his body seemed to be controlled by ropes. In his eyes, Li Yi pounced forward, like an agile cheetah, and cut his throat with a sword. What he used was a killing technique that was useless in front of a master.
He looked at the blood all over his body until his consciousness slowly dissipated.
Li Yi sat down on the ground, threw the sword aside, and looked at his hands in disbelief, as if he saw the evil star who was killed in the past.
He still had doubts in his heart as to whether he had really obtained the cultivation of the Taiping Sword Immortal in the past.
But he has been dead for many years and disappeared into the long river of history during the Taiping War more than 300 years ago. How could he still keep his power in the dungeon of the ruins?
Someone clapped their hands in front and said with a smile. "It's a really neat move, and it's pretty good among the younger generation."
He looked up and saw Baili Feige and Sikong Zhuoyun walking towards him.
He exhaled and said. "I thought I was going to die just now, but I didn't expect I was still alive."
Baili Feige didn't look at him and looked around, but the words were directed at him. "Is this the sudden appearance of power you were talking about? It does look powerful."
Li Yi nodded, picked up the long sword on the ground, stood up, and said to the two of them. "Well, it was the same last time in the Taiping Ruins. It was like suddenly inheriting someone else's cultivation."
"It's not bad, it seems even more rare. However, you don't seem to be able to fully use this power." Baili Feijian walked up to Wan Fusi, squatted down to check the body, took out a few hidden weapons from inside, and asked . "who is he?"
"The ninth among the ten shadow stars, his name is not nice, it seems to be Wan Fusi,"
Baili Feige turned his head, narrowed his eyes to look at him, and suddenly smiled. "Ten stars? It sounds very unusual. You kid can do it!"
Li Yi was a little embarrassed and said. "He was actually killed by his own hidden weapon."
"It's not like you killed him."
Li Yi came over and said. "Where are you?"
Before he finished speaking, Baili Feige grabbed the topic and said. "With us here, no one can escape."
Sikong Zhuoyun looked at the sky above the south and said. "We should go back and take a look. Song Junhui fought against that person and was very hidden. Even I was deceived."
As Sikong Zhuoyun spoke, he jumped up, and the eight souls followed him like a dragon. They formed a temporary platform where he was about to put down his steps, crossing his feet back and forth. It was simply magical.
Li Yi's arm was suddenly grabbed by Baili Feige and he jumped up.
He only listened to Baili Feige mumbling to himself. "Travel thousands of miles, go."
Baili Feige stretched out his hand and pointed forward, huge spiritual energy gathered in the sky, and a giant sword formed like a silk net fell at the feet of the two of them, leading them to the south.
Back to half an hour ago, Song Junhui was punched against the wall by the masked man, and his head was half an inch embedded in the wall, dripping with blood.
The man drew his sword and stabbed him.
Just as he was about to insert it into his neck. A wooden stick spun from high in the sky, deflecting the masked man's sword on the spot and inserting it into the wall half a meter above his head.
The masked man raised his head, abandoned his sword and slid back quickly, and he could clearly see the appearance of the person coming.
Young, very young, only 18 or 19 years old. He is wearing a white gown and has a very noble temperament. He seems to be the son of a noble family in Desert City.
But this young man looks delicate, but his stick skills are very strange. He has been in the shadows for many years, but he has never seen such stick skills.
certainly! If Li Yi were standing here at this moment, he would definitely find that this person is Zhao Tong who treated him to a feast at Yaju Tower.
The stick technique he was using at the moment was a hodgepodge of the Shenlong stick technique and the worldly spear technique that Li Yi had previously instructed.
But maybe Li Yi didn't expect that a person who was inconspicuous and uncultivated in his eyes would have such a high talent and have basically mastered what he taught.
It's no worse than Li Yi in use.
Zhao Tong's stick fell, and it turned out to be the second form of the worldly marksmanship, a fierce blade that broke armor.
The man faced him, stretched out his hand to activate his spiritual energy, and the sword squeaked and fell quickly into his hand. He went forward with the sword and actually cut Zhao Tong's wooden stick in half on the spot.
Zhao Tong held half of the wooden stick and changed its direction. The dragon-less head of the Shenlong Stick Technique whirred and swung straight towards the door of the man's face.
The man was unhurried, pointed at Zhao Tong with one finger, and the spiritual energy gathered behind his arm, as if he was possessed by armor, and actually formed a void sword and stabbed him.
Zhao Tong stood up straight, held the end of the wooden stick and pushed it out. The spiritual energy burst out instantly, forming a barrier in front of him.
The next second, the Void Sword collided with the barrier in front of him, making a loud roar.
He was pushed out by the impact of the air wave and slid back dozens of meters.
However, the man showed no signs of injury.
When he looked up, the man stabbed him with a sword. He kicked out and turned the stones on the ground into hidden weapons to stab the man.
The man chopped off the stone, but suddenly retracted his hand, turned around, put his sword behind him, and said. "See you again."
After saying that, he jumped up high and the Void Sword returned to fall at his feet. He activated his spiritual energy and flew to the northwest.
Song Junhui stood up in a hurry, came to Zhao Tong's side, and suddenly knelt down and clasped his hands, "How could you do that, Your Highness? This place should not be so dangerous."
"You don't need to worry about me. If I hadn't come just now, you would have died here. That man is very strong, and I am no match for him."
"It's indeed very well hidden, but I always feel like I've seen it somewhere."
"Well! This person is not simple. You go back and investigate carefully. I can't stay in this place for too long. I'll leave the next thing to you. You must be careful. Remember, don't reveal my whereabouts."
"Your Majesty, don't worry, sir, I will definitely take care of it."
After Song Junhui finished speaking, Zhao Tong nodded, turned around and disappeared into the night.
When Li Yi and Sikong Zhuoyun came to Song Junhui, Song Junhui had already bandaged his injured arm.
Song Junhui bowed his hand. "Thank you both, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to handle this situation myself."
"You're welcome. Even if it's not for Xi Chu, for the sake of the lives of the people of Li, although we are not good-hearted people, we can't just sit idly by."
Baili Feige said. "All those corpses are left in the underground passage. The people in the shadows haven't had time to take them away. Brother Song, don't just gossip, can you go in and take a look?"
Only then did Song Junhui react and said. "Forget about this, let's go!"
"Brother Song must be mentally prepared. That scene is not a good one. If people watch it, even a hard-hearted person will feel scared."
"Mr. Sikong, don't worry. Our desert city was the place most invaded by shadows back then. Matters of life and death have long been taken lightly. I know many things well."
With that said, the four of them walked towards the temple.
Li Yi had nothing to say and just followed the three of them silently.
As a fledgling boy, he couldn't get involved in these important matters concerning the life and death of the people in the world, but with a sense of justice in his heart, he still hoped that he could help in a small way, even if he could help with some menial work.
They entered the temple full of spider webs, and Sikong Zhuoyun said doubtfully. "Everything looks normal from the outside, but why doesn't it look like it hasn't been cleaned inside for decades? No one has lived here for a long time?"
"It happened two years ago. Two years ago, a horrific murder occurred here. Hundreds of monks died tragically for no reason. Later, after investigation, it was found that it was a monk in the temple. The reason was that he had an affair with the old abbot. After a quarrel, he finally became dissatisfied and had the intention to kill. Later, the government traced the monk and fled to the northwest. After joining the Shadow, he changed his name to Gao Yiyi and became one of the eight generals of the Ten Stars of the Shadow today. Later, another incident happened in the Northwest. Due to the war, this murder case was shelved, and no one has caught the murderer Gao Yi."
"High School Yi?" Li Yi suddenly exclaimed in confusion.
He really didn't know about such a coincidence. Fortunately, he was not the shameless Wang Daoping, otherwise he would have had his tail raised in the air and his eyebrows in high spirits.
Song Junhui turned around, saw Li Yi frowning in thought, and said. "That's right. I heard from Mr. Sikong that my little brother has made friends with him. What do you think?"
Li Yi nodded. "He was a man of high cultivation, but he died. I was lucky and was rescued by two seniors and saved my life."
He said such a sentence, but it was difficult for him, a person who couldn't make fun of him.
"That can be regarded as seeking justice for the monks in the temple." Baili Feige sighed.
As they spoke, they were already walking towards the underground passage. Soon, they entered an underground space that looked like a temple dungeon.
They pushed open the door inside, and a disgusting smell hit them.
Li Yi almost vomited out what he had just eaten today.
Several people looked up and saw hundreds of corpses lying on the bed. No faces could be seen because they were all covered by white cloth.
"Who are they?" Li Yi asked.
Song Junhui opened a white cloth, pointed at the person lying on the bed, and said. "Puppetry, or Dream Medicine Man, there is a medicine man from southern Xinjiang in the shadows, who has a lot of research on these evil ways."
Baili Feige lifted the white cloths of the corpses behind one by one, and finally fanned the smell with his hands and said. "It sounds really appalling."
Song Junhui smiled and said. "These people are soaked in special secret medicine. When they wake up, they are like zombies. Their bodies are as stiff as steel and they are not afraid of pain. Although they are evil, they are indeed good weapons."
Sikong Zhuoyun sighed. "This reminds me of Nanmu three years ago. The southwest area was also covered by human mechas. I was lucky enough to see a few corpses. The situation is exactly the same as today. Later, I heard a friend of mine say that the scene at that time was like ants crossing a hill. , It’s simply appalling. Then it disappeared for no reason. But according to my guess, this scene will come back again, but I don’t know what it will look like then.”
Li Yi said. "They are both puppet medicine men. That's not necessarily true. There are other similarities between the two!"
"In that human mecha incident, the potion was also prepared by a pharmacist from southern Xinjiang. If it's not the same person, it must be from the same sect. It's such a perverse act, and it's not in vain that everyone in the world hates it."
Song Junhui looked at Sikong Zhuoyun and said. "In your opinion, sir, how should these corpses be disposed of?"
"It's best to burn it, or cut off the head and bury it in a deep pit. Only in this way can the solution be solved."
"Is this too cruel? After all, people are dead!"
"Brother Song, what is cruelty? When the desert is stained with blood, that will be the real cruelty. You want to be that eternal sinner."
Song Junhui thought for a while and said. "Okay! If it's not for the common people in the world, it's to protect the peace of Desert City. That's what it should be." He thought about it and felt a little embarrassed. "It's just that there are some difficulties for the family of the deceased."
Baili Feige said. "What's so difficult about this? If the news is reliable, there are still five or six days for these corpses to wake up. During this period, the families of the deceased in Desert City can be informed. Visits are allowed, but the interests must be stated in advance. No physical contact is allowed, and the corpses are not allowed to be taken back. Otherwise, it will be difficult to destroy the body when the time comes.”
"I know this." Song Junhui said.
