The title Immortal Master always made Yunli feel like a magic stick. She smiled and said, "My surname is Yun. At your age, just call me sister."
She smiled kindly, and the little girl breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed a little, and thanked her sincerely again: "Thank you, Sister Yun."
Yunli smiled, this little girl should have been well protected by her father in the past, and she could be generous when facing immortal cultivators.
Not long after, Wei Lin brought back the news that Shanxin Town and nearby cities had been occupied by Canye Pavilion. There were wandering witches and ghosts everywhere in and outside the town. There was also a man in the neighboring Wenxing Town. The mutated witch-gu man in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir is in charge.
Yunli immediately said: "Witches and Gu people can transmit information to each other. At this time, the mutated witch and Gu people in Wenxing Town should already know what we are doing here. Without further delay, rush to Shanxin Town and kill him." Caught off guard!”
The three foundation-building monks, plus the two of them, made a total of five people who could fly with weapons. They simply divided the Qi-training monks and mortals into groups, and the group set off immediately.
When approaching the border, the troops split into two groups. Yunli rushed to Wenxing Town alone to deal with the mutated witch and Gu man. Without his command, the other witch and Gu men were nothing but a piece of loose sand. The low-level monks were in great danger. Reduced, and Wei Lin played "Forgetting Love" to control it, and the danger was further reduced.
The team of nearly a hundred people was mainly composed of low-level monks, so it was difficult to hide their whereabouts. Before Yunli arrived at Wenxing Town, he discovered a large number of witchcraft people. Judging from the direction they were heading, they should be heading to Shanxin Town.
She opened her consciousness and quickly discovered the whereabouts of the mutated witch and Gu man. With a sharp look, her spiritual power poured into the Huanshi Ling like a tide. She raised the hand holding the silk, raised it above her head, and drew a big circle with the top of her head. Then it was thrown out along with the force, and the dancing orange silk wrapped in flames, shining brightly, was drawn towards the witchcraft crowd like orange lightning.
The first group of witch and Gu people bent into shrimp shapes and flew out. When the flames came into contact with them, they burst into laughter, and the surrounding area was immediately cleared. This was the case around every witch and Gu person who was blown away. , the army of voodoo people was burned to pieces, with less than half of the number remaining.
"I'll go!" Above the town tower, the witchcraft killer Jing Qi was stunned. Is this Ling?
In the eyes of most people, silk-like magic weapons do not have much lethality. Even if they are of high-end quality, they are far inferior to swords of the same grade. There is even a stereotype of weakness towards female monks who use silk.
Although these are low-level witches and Gu people who have no power to fight against the golden elixir stage, the power of one blow to achieve such results is still shocking. The key point is that the opponent seems to be very casual, just an ordinary start. Just a formula.
Before he could escape from the shock, he saw the figure flash, like a streak of blue smoke, breaking through the wind, with an orange light streaking across, and a punch flying around the scattered witch and Gu army. Then it suddenly closed up.
Jing Qi felt bad and flew down from the city wall, trying to rescue him. Just halfway, bright flames exploded, filling his field of vision like a mushroom cloud.
Suddenly his whole body was shaken, and the blood all over his body froze for an instant, and he was frozen in the air, not even daring to move his toes.
A cold and murderous intent locked onto him. The slightest movement could lead to a deadly attack like a storm.
Years of experience as a killer have made his mental toughness far beyond ordinary people. He slowly rolled his eyes and met a pair of sharp eyes. Jing Qi felt that his hair stood on end. In those pupils, he saw Overwhelming, as if there is substantial murderous intent.
It was the condensed murderous aura that could only come from walking through countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, cutting countless lives with one hand, and flowing from the blood. He had never seen such murderous aura even in several Juesha.
In the bright yellow firelight, orange gauze flew to the girl's fingers, and stretched out a tight section on the two white knuckles of her left hand. Then she stretched her two fingers forward, holding a section of silk in her right hand like an arrow. The yarn is pressed against the tight damask.
Is this using silk as an arrow?
As soon as this idea flashed in Jing Qi's mind, there was a hiss, and a bit of thick orange color continued to expand in his eyes. Then he felt a pain in his heart, and the spiritual energy around him disappeared like a deflated balloon in an instant, and he fell from the sky. He fell to the ground and fell into darkness.
The Gu insects had been burned out by the fire, and the surroundings became quiet. There was only the sound of burning fire. Yunli stood still for a long time.
After a long time, until the flames burned out the surrounding combustibles and extinguished, and the Huanshi Ling that was blown by the air waves fell to the ground, she came back to her senses, slowly raised her hand to lift the Huanshi Ling in front of her eyes, and whispered in disbelief: "Luoling Liufang."
Facing a large number of witches and Gu people whose combat power is far inferior to her own, the wider the coverage, the better. When she raised her hand to throw away the fantasy silk, several runes suddenly appeared in her mind. They were a set of silk. Jue, Luoling Liufang.
When her mind touched the rune, the content of the magic formula was naturally clear to her mind. There was nothing new about this, as she had done in the previous world. What was surprising was that after she saw the content of the Ling Jue clearly, she subconsciously used it.
It's not that she is a genius. She learned the technique after reading it once. That kind of smooth flow is a memory engraved deep in her soul, as if she has practiced it countless times and used it countless times.
She is so familiar with it that she clearly knows the power of a silk wave, which angle will make it fly to where the fantasy silk will fly, how the fire magic on the silk will burn, and where the witchcraft people will miss. And how to wave it next time so that the missing witches and Gu people can be covered by Huanshi Ling.
These cannot be explained by talent!
At this moment, she realized very clearly that she was another person, another mythical beast who was good at killing, and Yunli was just an experience in her long life.
This realization made her a little sad. Yunli was just an experience, and her father and mother were not her real parents.
She recalled the time when she first time travelled. At that time, she always felt like she had stolen other people's parents. But Yunli was so happy, with loving parents, a doting brother, grandparents, the imperial grandmother, the emperor's uncle...
All she felt was deep love. Because of her status bonus, others were also full of goodwill towards her. The biggest trouble was having to learn the rules.
Such happiness quickly conquered her, and she convinced herself that her body had been hers since she was born. She was not a lonely ghost who had borrowed a corpse to resurrect her soul, she was Yunli.
But now, she is not so sure. She is not sure whether her happiness is robbed of others, whether her arrival has taken away her parents' real daughter?
After a while, she took a deep breath, suppressed all the turbulent emotions in her heart, put away the Huanshi Ling, checked inside and outside the town, and after making sure not even a single Gu insect was missed, she flew to Shanxin Town on a banana fan.
What she has to do now is to eliminate the witches and practice well. One day, she will find out the truth.
