After a while, Ji Pingan breathed out gently, ended the divination under the curious eyes of the three people, and said:
"The target should still be there and should not be underestimated. To be on the safe side, we'd better divide the work."
He said to Huang He and Mu Yaoyao, who had lower cultivation levels:
"There should be some guards in Zhuangzi. You can lure them away or deal with them, and keep them safe outside. The Saint and I will fight in. If there is any news, we will use the jade sign to send a signal."
Huang He and Mu Yaoyao had no objections and were eager to try:
Over the past few days, their cultivation has also grown rapidly, and they are in urgent need of fighting with others.
The saint put her hands on her hips and glanced at him: "Can you do it?"
She is proud of herself. In her eyes, she still maintains a leading edge in terms of force value.
How can a man say no? Ji Ping'an was still in the mood to complain in his heart and said calmly:
"You have to be careful. You know, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people."
The saint suddenly remembered that on the day when the group first arrived in Yuhang, they were robbed by Qimen at the dock, and she couldn't help but hold back her contempt.
…
Inside Banyue Villa, the lights were dim.
After the original servant in the villa was arrested, he was replaced by a new one.
A man dressed as a farmer, holding a lantern, walked outside a house and knocked on the door.
Inside, several warriors sat around a square table playing cards.
"It's a changing of the guard," the person in front said.
Several people looked at each other, and one of them cursed and dropped the leaf sign, stood up, picked up a lantern, and said:
"Wait until I come back to continue. I'll be lucky."
After saying that, he stepped out of the house and patrolled in the slightly sultry night, appearing absent-minded as he walked.
In his opinion, there is no need for this broken villager to patrol. If it were not for the iron fist of the "elder master" to suppress him and the reward, he would not bother to patrol.
He yawned, and suddenly there was a "rustling" sound in his ears. The martial artist was startled and looked warily at the trees ahead.
Holding the lamp in one hand and holding the scabbard in the other, he slowly approached.
However, before he could see it clearly, branches suddenly appeared from the lush trees, binding them and pulling them in hard.
He shouted "Woo", but he felt that his throat was tightly constricted and he could not make a sound. He dropped the lantern with both hands and pulled hard, but it was still quickly swallowed by darkness.
Not long after, Huang He and Mu Yaoyao walked out, looked at each other, picked up the lantern and walked back to the "value room", raising their hands to knock on the door.
As soon as the sound of playing cards inside stopped, footsteps approached and curses were heard:
"I didn't just go out, I forgot something again..."
The door opened, and the man with thick hair on his chest and thick eyebrows and big eyes had a stiff expression on his face, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.
The rest of the people playing cards behind were confused: "What happened..."
Some people pressed their knives vigilantly, and soon they saw the big man tilting his head and falling. A line of scarlet blood on his neck first split open and then splattered.
Eyes wide open, one tall and one short outside the door, two "men in black" gearing up.
"half each."
Not long after, the sound of fighting and screams came from the duty room, and spread to the entire Zhuangzi.
…
And just when everyone's attention was attracted by the movement in the front yard, Ji Ping'an and Yu Yu floated into the back house like two wisps of green smoke.
And following the guidance of the "astrolabe", he came to the deepest part of the villa, outside a courtyard above the dungeon.
"Just down there?"
The two of them swept to the ridge of the roof. After Yu Yu determined the position, he raised his delicate chin and pointed diagonally forward with his right hand.
Under the night, red light flashed, the sword rope wrapped around her wrist stretched, and the load-bearing red lacquered wooden pillars were cut off at the waist.
The entire house also collapsed, with smoke and dust everywhere. The moment he took action, it was a thunderous attack.
Just three breaths after the house collapsed, within the smoke and dust, the collapsed masonry suddenly flew in all directions, and a figure opened the gas shield and walked out from the broken wood and ruins.
The nearly buried dungeon entrance is revealed behind him.
Dressed in brocade clothes, the tall and handsome "Prince Pei" rushed out of the ruins, still holding the scarecrow with half of his body stained with blood in his hand.
The other hand was holding a long knife, and his face was ashen and extremely ugly.
His cold gaze swept across the roof ridge in front of a woman wearing night clothes and a man wearing a bamboo hat and holding a wooden staff.
The voice was cold: "Who are you waiting for?!"
In his voice, there was both the anger of being forcibly interrupted and the slightly frightened uneasiness.
He didn't know what went wrong, and he would be beaten to death at this critical moment. His first thought was:
Could it be that the government traced it back?
But he was careful enough and evacuated decisively. There was no reason to be like this. Besides, the two people in front of him were not dressed like officials from the Demon Slayer Division.
That...is the strong man bred by the Pei family? It's not like that either.
While he was looking at the two of them, Ji Ping'an was also looking down at this person. When he caught a glimpse of the scarecrow with a red rope, he knew that the information provided by the demon clan anzi named "Xiang Ning" was not false. .
The murderer behind the recent "curse murders" in the city is right in front of you.
And the next second, when he saw the other person's face clearly, he couldn't help but be startled and said in a deep voice:
"Are you the missing eldest son of the Pei family?"
He was both surprised and had a feeling that "it's true."
You know, when the Pei family invited many divination masters to the house before, they also provided portraits of the Pei family head and the eldest son.
Not long ago, after Ji Ping'an learned that the thief was at "Half Moon Villa", he was surprised by the close connection between the two.
The Master of Tianji Pavilion once said that there was a connection between the curse murder case and Pei's disappearance, but he didn't expect... that it was actually such a relationship.
"The eldest son of the Pei family" heard this, but he was determined, his eyes flickered, and he said tentatively:
"I have never seen you two before."
He suspected that the two of them were people from the Jianghu who accepted Pei's commission to find him and were ready to help.
However, as soon as the words came out, the eyes of the man and woman on the roof became strange and excited, especially Yu Yu, who stared at him unblinkingly like a cat smelling fish.
The next second, without any warning, he took action boldly: "Get him!"
"Whoosh!"
Between his wrists, the sword rope named Red Shadow suddenly straightened.
Then, with a slight shake from her, the sword pieces, which were hand-made by the Taoist forging elders and condensed with the crystallization of wisdom, biting each other like precision instruments, "stretched" inch by inch.
He pulled out the illusory afterimage and slashed towards the latter, shaking the air and making sharp explosions along the way.
Dao Sect Flying Sword!
The eldest son's pupils shrank suddenly. At this moment, he felt the threat of death. His brows tingled, and he also realized the origin of this girl.
Under the electric light and flint, a layer of almost transparent Qi covering his body suddenly opened. It was the "Martial Arts Qi" filled and condensed by spiritual elements.
It is also a typical method of the "Wu Fu" path.
At this moment, facing the flying sword, the Gang Qi expanded. In the rapid "ding ding" sound, sparks bloomed on the surface of the air shield, which was the reflection of the flying sword hitting the Gang Qi.
The air shield shook violently, and the eldest son seemed to have been hit by a locomotive. Driven by the powerful kinetic energy of the flying sword, his body retreated step by step backwards.
"Poba?!" Yu Yu lost her voice. With her eyes, she immediately judged the other party's cultivation level based on the strength of his spiritual essence:
"Didn't this guy get seriously injured not long ago? Why did his level rise instead of falling?"
The eldest son of the Pei family was originally at level seven, but according to the intelligence, he was seriously injured and dying, but now his power is far beyond expectations.
Ji Ping'an's eyes fell on the cursed scarecrow in his hand, and he vaguely guessed the way to restore its strength, and felt the pressure in his heart doubled:
"Take it down and talk about it later."
While speaking, he tapped lightly with a wooden stick that was thick at the top and thin at the bottom. The ground wriggled and wrinkled, like ripples spreading. The eldest son's legs instantly fell into the mud, and half of his body was buried in the ground.
"Five elements magic?" The eldest son's eyelids twitched.
But he didn't panic, because after this round of fighting, he was also sure that although the two people in front of him were in the same realm as himself, their cultivation level was below the fifth level, and at the third or fourth level.
"With this little strength, you dare to come and arrest me? It seems that the so-called Taoist sects in these days are just mediocre."
He sneered, the sea of qi roared, and the brocade clothes on his body were torn, revealing bronze skin, and the Gang Qi further opened up, using this to pull himself out of the soft mud.
He jumped up and landed on a wooden pillar. At the same time, he let go of his left hand, and the scarecrow with the talisman paper fell, stretched by the red rope.
He glanced at the two figures and spoke softly:
"Kill with curse!"
The air-to-air curse requires you to see the opponent's face clearly, but if the person is right in front of you, you can also curse him directly.
The moment he uttered the words, the eldest son's eyes were filled with darkness and thick fog. The words on the yellow paper talisman flickered, and the scarecrow held its head in pain.
"ah!"
At the same time, Yu Yu, who had just retracted his flying sword, took out a command flag, and was about to arrange the magic circle, let out a cry of pain, held his head with both hands, and felt steel needles being inserted into his brain, accompanied by strong stirring.
Pain, nausea, vomiting, weakness and other negative states flooded my mind.
Her knees weakened and she fell directly from the ridge of the roof. Ji Pingan hugged her waist and said helplessly:
"Can you do it?"
The original words are returned.
Yu Yu was so stimulated by these words that his face flushed as red as a spring tide, and he clenched his teeth tightly. Although he rolled his eyes in pain, he still squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Very...ok!"
Quickly taking out a pill from his sleeve and swallowing it, Yu Yu suddenly felt relieved, and the command flag flew out with a "whoosh" in his hand, like a spear, piercing the eldest son's feet.
"Get into formation!"
While he was kneading and chanting the incantation, with the command flag as the center, a complex circular array spread out, covering an area of dozens of feet in the blink of an eye.
The eldest son felt that his body was heavy, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and his joints were crackling.
Ji Ping'an took the opportunity to spit out the emerald starlight. The red lacquered wooden pillar under the former's feet suddenly cracked and glowed with life. The buds were pulled out, and in the blink of an eye they turned into vines that wrapped around his body.
"Five Elements of Plants and Trees?" The eldest son's anger sank into his Dantian, and his joints swelled. He used his higher cultivation to forcefully break the vines, and at the same time threw out his right hand.
"Woo!"
A long knife whizzed over, pulled out the afterimage, and slashed to the center of Ji Ping'an's eyebrows.
Ji Ping'an did not dodge, he drove the "Taibai Star" and controlled the long knife to soften. The tip of the knife suddenly shattered into fine pieces of gold sand when it hit the center of his eyebrows, and slid down.
A sword worth a thousand taels was wasted and reduced to dust.
The eldest son's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw it. He was surprised that the Five Elements technique of this era could be so weird and flexible.
However, he didn't know that this was a method used by the Star Official. When he saw this, he grabbed the scarecrow in his palms with both hands and poked the scarecrow's abdomen with one finger.
"boom!"
In Ji Ping'an's mind, the revelation from astrology filled a scene:
His stomach was hit by an invisible force, blood spurted out from his mouth and flew out, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
This is a future that is about to happen.
Ji Ping'an's face was expressionless, and he held the mountain staff horizontally in front of him. The next second, a huge invisible finger appeared in the air and poked at this top-quality magic weapon.
With a "squeak" sound, the mountain god's staff made a sharp scream, taking the heavy blow on Ji Ping'an's behalf. He jumped up on his own feet and kept retreating to relieve his strength - at this time, he began to miss the mechanism puppet.
"Huh?"
The eldest son was surprised that Ji Ping'an could defend himself early, but he didn't think much about it. He once again cast his eyes on the saint and smiled, with lustful thoughts in his eyes.
Two fingers of his left and right hands touched the scarecrow's body at the same time.
"Stab it!"
Yu Yu's night clothes were torn, and the strips of cloth torn apart and exploded.
The saint screamed in horror and subconsciously covered her chest. Then she remembered belatedly that she was still wearing the "armor" that her master had privately given to her before leaving.
Sure enough, the pink skirt on her body seemed to be shrouded by invisible power, and the curse power could not tear it into pieces and remained intact.
"Shameless little boy!"
The saint was furious, stood up, shook her sleeves, and suddenly bombarded the latter with talismans, formation flags, flying swords, and Tiangang Taoism.
He blasted the ruins in front of him again.
However, the eldest son relied on his strength to dodge, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his right hand had already grasped the scarecrow's head.
"Meditation!"
In the distance, Ji Ping'an suddenly scolded in a deep voice. The crazy Yu Yu suddenly woke up as if he had been slapped. He was shocked to find that he had just carried out a crazy bombing without any plan, wasting a lot of spiritual elements and magic weapons, but failed to achieve any success.
Ji Ping'an said: "Be careful if he uses spells to give you wisdom."
Yu Yu suddenly felt horrified. There were "spells" in the Taoist sect, but she had never seen such an evil one. It could make her lose her mind and be dominated by her emotions without even noticing it.
Ji Ping'an shook his head. Although Yu Yu came from a famous family and had excellent foundation and talent, his experience was still too shallow.
In other words, she can't be entirely blamed. After all, even Ye Hongling, a female warrior who has been around for a long time, doesn't know the specialness of this ancient curse-killing technique.
The eldest son glanced at Ji Ping'an unexpectedly, and felt uneasy for some reason. Although the two people in front of him were not as good as him in cultivation, they had many terrifying methods. Originally, he wanted to deal with them and then return to the dungeon to complete the rest of the ritual.
However, the two sides attacked several times, but each failed to capture the other.
Thinking of this, a stern look appeared in the eldest son's eyes. He no longer hesitated, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, soaking the scarecrow in his hand. In an instant, a strong resentment enveloped the surroundings.
Ji Pingan's eyes changed, he broke his belt with his left hand and threw it forward.
The belt suddenly enlarged, like a wall, surrounding Yu Yu.
"Kill with curse!"
The eldest son suddenly turned the scarecrow's head, and Yu Yu screamed, his pink and white neck twisted. At the critical moment, Ji Ping'an, who emerged from the ground with the help of Earth Escape, slapped him back with a round palm.
"Crack..." The neck that was supposed to be broken was suddenly pushed back in the opposite direction. Yu Yu's eyes darkened, he rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.
When the eldest son outside saw this, he did not take action again. Instead, he took the opportunity to raise his hand and "pull" out the formation flag like a nail.
Gravity decreases.
He stood up, broke through the night wind and fled outside the villa.
Ji Ping'an hugged the fainting saint, frowned slightly, and immediately sat cross-legged in meditation.
…
The mountain behind the villa is a winding stream, with its end hidden in the mountain.
The "Eldest Master" was in rags, and with the physique of a martial artist, he ran all the way out of the manor, but his speed kept slowing down. He turned his head and looked back from time to time, and finally stopped by the stream, looking at Zhuangzi in the distance, with a struggling expression on his face.
"Aren't you running? Are you still waiting for me to catch up?" Suddenly, a voice came from the silent forest.
The eldest son was startled and turned his head to look, only to see a figure wearing a bamboo hat walking slowly in the forest, carrying a slender thing wrapped in yellow paste behind him.
The sound made was surprisingly the same as that of the "Five Elements Taoist" in the previous pair of men and women.
When did he go around in front of me? Could it be that he was using earth to escape?
The eldest son was stunned at first, and then found a reasonable explanation for himself. After all, martial arts men are indeed not as good as Taoist priests on the road.
However, the wooden stick in the opponent's hand disappeared, and something else appeared behind him. In addition, the costume was also slightly different from before, which made him quite wary.
"Now that you know I'm luring the enemy, do you still dare to come?" The eldest son held the scarecrow in his hand and asked without taking action immediately.
Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "How did you know that I wasn't also luring you out?"
"What's the meaning?"
The eldest son's heart skipped a beat. For some reason, with the same voice, he felt that the person in front of him and his temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Of the two people before, it was obviously the girl who took the lead, and the other who assisted.
Therefore, most of his attacks were aimed at Yu Yu, but when the two faced each other, the young Taoist priest's behavior and words revealed a strong sense of disharmony and... majesty.
Yes, majestic.
Or even more accurately...contempt.
The eldest son was angry. What kind of person he was, how could he tolerate the contempt of an unknown Taoist priest? He immediately sneered and said:
"If you don't know whether to live or die, then I'll send you on your way."
As he spoke, he jerked the scarecrow's head.
"Click!"
At the same time, Ji Ping'an's head was twisted 180 degrees on the spot. Let alone ordinary people, even practitioners would die if their necks were broken.
But the next second, Ji Ping'an raised his hand, hugged his head, and then "clicked" his head back to its straight position.
The eldest son's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he felt a strong sense of horror. Almost instinctively, he used the killing curse again and again, but the invincible spell seemed to have no effect on the person in front of him.
"No... you are not human!" Finally, he woke up and looked ugly:
"Iron corpse? Or a machine puppet?"
The curse-killing technique is only effective on living people, but if the enemy comes with a fake body, his ability can be restrained.
Ji Ping'an looked at the handsome young master and said:
"You can guess that I am a puppet. It seems that you are not from this era."
The eldest son's eyelids twitched and he said nothing.
Ji Ping'an sighed softly, stared at him with a pair of deep eyes, and said:
"I wasn't sure at first, but when I saw that you were still so shameless and despicable, and that you and other maggots were using your good curse-killing skills to explode a woman's clothes, I knew that you were still the unworthy curse-killer. .”
The face of Curse Kill Sanren changed and he said:
"What are you talking about? Ben San... Young Master can't understand!"
Ji Ping'an looked down at him, his tone indifferent and vicissitudes of life:
"Do you really want me to speak more clearly? Or do you want me to tell you about the old story that happened after the demon-slaying grand meeting when you, a shameless person, was almost killed by the Dao Alliance? Or do you think you coveted iron? The lady in charge was finally..."
"shut up!"
The voice of the Cursed Killer was sharp, changed in tone, and almost distorted. He stepped back a few steps and stared at Ji Ping'an:
"Are you also...a reborn person? Living in the same era as this Sanren?"
Ji Ping'an sighed softly and said:
"To be precise, you are lucky enough to be in the same era as me."
Is it interesting to be wordy? The Cursed Killer cursed in his heart with sharp eyes:
"what you up to?"
Ji Ping'an said: "Tell me everything you know about rebirth."
Cursed Killer frowned and said:
"I don't know more than you do. Do you still think that there is any difference in knowledge between people who are also reborn? The biggest difference is that they have been reincarnated. It seems that you occupy This body is better than mine..."
As he spoke, he rolled his eyes and said:
"Fellow Taoist, since you and I are of the same sect, why should we be at war with each other? As far as I know, people have been reborn in various periods over the past thousand years. It is fate to bump into fellow Taoists of the same generation."
Ji Ping'an seemed to be smiling but not smiling:
"Who said that you and I are of the same mind?"
"..." Curse Kill Sanren said:
"Fellow Taoist, looking at the conversation, I think he is a righteous monk, or he may not be happy with my reputation. But after all, so many years have passed, and the conflicts in the past should have disappeared. It's better to know each other's names, maybe..."
Ji Pingan's eyes became more and more strange:
"You really don't remember me?"
Curse Kill Sanren was suspicious: "Fellow Taoist...were you acquainted with me in the past?"
Ji Ping'an sighed softly and said:
"We know each other, of course we know each other... Were you not there when we surrounded and suppressed Liyang by the Zhuo River in the past?"
The cursed killer suddenly realized:
"Yes, yes. Did fellow Taoist also participate in that big siege? It's a pity that we tried our best, but we couldn't keep that thief Liyang. I was only a little bit close to killing him with a curse. Success... I don’t know what your name is, and which sect you are from?”
Ji Ping'an's tone was filled with vicissitudes of life and nostalgia:
"I...I am the thief you call me."
His voice was very soft, like a gust of wind blowing through the forest at night.
However, it was like thunder in the ears of Cursed Killer Sanren. He stared at the person in front of him in disbelief. The memories of the past surged in like a frenzy, and he was swallowed up by an uncontrollable fear.
"You are... you are..."
Ji Ping'an smiled: "Yes, I am Zhenren Liyang."
The next second, without any hesitation, Cursed Killer threw the scarecrow forward. The scarecrow suddenly enlarged, as if it was about to grow into a tower-like monster.
And with the roar of his Qi sea, he brought his cultivation level as a martial artist to the extreme, turning into an afterimage and escaping towards the mountains in the distance.
Facing the reincarnated Li Yang, he didn't have the slightest courage to contend with him.
There is only one thought in my mind: escape! ! !
"Where to run?" Ji Ping'an murmured softly: "You bumped into a real person and you still want to run?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to grab the slender object on his back, shook off the yellow silk, and under the light of the stars and moon, revealed a sword wrapped inside.
A sword with no scabbard, a short and thick handle, and a sharp blade engraved with fine inscriptions.
Ji Ping'an has lived as a national master for so long that sometimes he almost forgets that he is actually a sword cultivator.
"Why did you draw the sword?"
He thought carefully, and then held the hilt of the sword. At this moment, even though he was a puppet possessed by a mechanism, the sword intent that was as powerful as the abyss and the sea still made the night wind feel desolate and the world was lonely.
In my distant memory, a voice once sounded:
"The whole Kyushu wants you to die, why do you live?"
Ji Ping'an vaguely remembered that he only answered four words at that time. So, he stood in the night wind, and after hundreds of years, he softly read those four words again:
"I have a sword."
…
Outside Yuhang City.
Looking at Banyue Villa in the distance, Ye Hongling, who was riding a galloping horse, suddenly raised her head and looked at the dark night ahead. The stars and moon enveloped the earth, and only a sword energy flashed away like a cloud in the sky.
…
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