Taoyuan Village is not an ordinary village, and its appearance is far from being as simple as one might think.
As players know so far, there is a tunnel under Gongshu Lian's house. When you go deep into it, you will find an underground furnace, and underneath Old Man Zhang's house is a poisonous cave, housing some dangerous and cute little animals.
As for Mayor Ahuang, he built a water prison. This place is not only suitable for imprisoning some warriors who do not respect martial arts, but also suitable for conducting some strange experiments.
"So, what's going on with him..." Qin Fan looked at Hua Wusheng in front of him, with gray eyes, shabby clothes, and an expression so stiff that he was no different from a dead person.
Mayor Ahuang rarely showed a trace of embarrassment on his face. Originally, he wanted to rely on his many years of experience and the formations that his sister Li was good at to arrange them into a movable formation.
This can activate Hua Wusheng's powerful Tianjue Sword Qi on its own.
But he didn't expect Hua Wusheng to be more difficult to deal with than expected. Not only did a sword burst out during the experiment and injured Little Li, there were even faint signs of self-destruction because there was no suppression by the secret skills of the Underworld Corpse Cult.
In the end, he spent a lot of effort to stabilize it. Of course, at this moment, Hua Wusheng was like a dynamite barrel. A slight mistake could set off a sword storm with the power of a city-destroying level on the spot.
"Ahem, it stands to reason that the powerful masters who are controlled by the Netherworld Corpse Cult as golden corpses will be tortured by the Netherworld Corpse Cult and only have a trace of thoughts left.
But Hua Wusheng is different. He is very stubborn and wants to die. If he uses some too rough methods, he may be completely destroyed.
Therefore, it is very difficult to control him. If he is a great master who is good at using mental power, he might have a way. "
Qin Fan frowned slightly, as expected he still wanted to turn it into his own nourishment.
But at this moment, Hua Wusheng's dim eyes showed a hint of brilliance inexplicably. Although it was only for a moment, it was noticed by several people present.
"Eh? Didn't you force yourself to self-destruct?" Mayor Ah Huang was about to strike out with a palm, but when he found that Hua Wusheng's eyes lit up without any movement, he reluctantly withdrew his palm. return.
"You said he is very stubborn and wants to die?" Qin Fan's brows furrowed even deeper. He had not been idle on the way and had already obtained information about Hua Wusheng from Ye Fu.
[Hua Wusheng, whose real name is Xiang, changed his name to Hua Wusheng because of his innate inexhaustible bloodline. When he showed outstanding talent in swordsmanship, he was admitted by Tianjian Sect as an exception.
The head of the Tianjian Sect, Bi Po Qiong, commented that he had a sword bone and a natural sword guts, but it was a pity that his future was ruined by this unparalleled bloodline.
Bi Poqiong couldn't bear the death of such an outstanding talent, so he spent his own power to forcefully renew his pulse, but this could only relieve his temporary difficulties.
It wasn't until Hua Wusheng read through countless books in the sect, understood the Tianjue Sword Qi, and used it to refine himself into a sword that he was able to change his destiny.
Because of this, he was targeted by the wanton Corpse Cult, who used the constant trapping and killing of Tianjian Sect disciples as bait to force him to show up. In order not to drag down the disciples, he betrayed the Tianjian Sect and vowed to fight to the death with the five great masters of the Corpse Cult. war.
After eventually causing one death and two injuries, he was captured by the Underworld Corpse Cult, and his life and death were unknown.
As a result, the Tianjian Sect changed its past aloof and arrogant style, and took the initiative to enter into a marriage alliance with the Daxuan Dynasty. The leader's daughter, Bi Ruanzhu, was married to a powerful prince.
But more than ten years ago, the marquis was killed by a mysterious figure. Because Daxuan was at its most chaotic stage at that time, the murderer has not yet been found. 】
There is not much information, but many problems can be analyzed.
At least Qin Fan is sure that this kind of person will work hard to survive if there is a chance. Therefore, his consciousness has not been completely silenced after being tortured by the Underworld Cult for thirty years.
"Old Huang, you have no other option, right?"
Mayor Ah Huang coughed dryly and said, "Well, if the descendant of Zhensu is here, he might be able to fabricate a false memory to control the other party."
Qin Fan shook his head: "The risk is too high, a fake will always be a fake, and such memories can easily conflict, which will only lead to greater disasters."
Mayor Ah Huang sighed, and he looked at Hua Wusheng with some reluctance. What a handsome young man, if he can control it, he will definitely be a big help! What a pity~
"Old Huang, it's okay. People like this who live and die are more valuable." Wang Jingyu, who has witnessed Qin Fan's various sucking and sucking, has already guessed Qin Fan's thoughts.
Since you can't control it, just turn it into nutrients. Anyway, as long as you don't waste it, you will make money.
"Master, please take action, we will suppress him!" Wang Jingyu looked stern and immediately took out the Yama War Box.
Feng Mo, who had been silent all this time, also tightened his grip on the handle of the knife at his waist. Although Mayor Ah Huang was a little confused, he also began to gather demonic energy around him.
Qin Fan was left looking at the three of them in confusion, then he shook his head slightly and said:
"When dealing with people like Hua Wusheng, we still have to give them a way out."
"Huh?" x3
"Old Huang, you are holding the line. Once you find something wrong, you will immediately suppress Hua Wusheng. Old Wang, Feng, put a spiritual thought on me."
"Master, what do you want to do?"
"Didn't you just say that if it were a great master who was good at using spiritual power, he might have a way." A gleam flashed in Qin Fan's eyes.
In the process of understanding the true meaning of martial arts and the true mask, he solved various problems related to mental power with a master.
In addition, his mental power has reached a high level of mental power. If we really talk about it, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a great master who is good at using mental power.
"Is the banker going to take action?" Wang Jingyu's eyes flashed with enthusiasm. Perhaps he didn't realize that there was a kind of firm trust in his tone.
This made Mayor Ah Huang, who was still a little worried, immediately stop his intention to continue asking.
At the same time, he also planned to have a good chat with Wang Jingyu afterwards, because he felt that Wang Jingyu had undergone some changes, and the source of these changes was undoubtedly Qin Fan.
So during this decisive battle, something important must have happened.
In the past two days, he has been busy with the issue of Hua Wusheng and has no idea about the situation in the outside world.
"Now that you are ready, let's get started." Qin Fan took a deep breath, then pointed at Hua Wusheng's eyebrows, "Use my spiritual power as a guide, you must follow closely."
After saying this, Qin Fan closed his eyes, as did Wang Jingyu and Feng Mo. One of their palms rested on Qin Fan's shoulders, and for a while, the atmosphere in the already dark water prison gradually became... Become solemn.
...
My name is Hua Wusheng, and I am going through an endless reincarnation. Every time I need to block the memory and immerse myself in it, because I need to remember that hatred.
I am afraid that my hatred will fade away with the passage of time, because I know that when my hatred is gone, my consciousness will gradually disappear.
Even though for me, that battle just made me experience failure over and over again, making me repeatedly experience the despair filled with sorrow, but I still have to continue.
This is the only way I can think of to survive.
I am certain that I am still alive, even if I am living as a puppet manipulated by humans, I will not give up this hope.
It’s just that I can’t hold on anymore. There seems to be another me hiding in the depths of the spiritual sea. He keeps asking me to let go, letting me burst out all the sword energy in my body at once to destroy everything around me.
It is better to die happily than to struggle for life like an ant!
But I'm not willing to give in. I'm pretty sure that I will die together with the great master of the Underworld Corpse Cult named Bu Qibai in the last desperate attempt. But from the beginning to the end, it's not him who I want to die without a complete body!
Or it’s not just him!
Hatred rises again, I want to keep this feeling!
So is another reincarnation about to begin...
...
On the endless desert, five figures separated Hua Wusheng from five directions and tightly surrounded him. Hua Wusheng, who was like a lone wolf, showed a trace of sadness and stubbornness on his face.
"You are too redundant." This was not the first thing the master of the Underworld Cult said. Judging from the sand on the six people's clothes and the layer of sand on their shoes, they had been talking for a while.
"Actually, you have a second choice. If you cooperate with us well, there may be opportunities for revenge in the future." The person who spoke was Bu Qibai, and a hint of sincerity could be felt in the tone of this evil master.
Hua Wusheng just replied coldly:
"Two hundred and seventy-three."
"?"
"The number of Tianjian Sect members you have killed."
"Do you care about this? They are just ants that can be wiped off easily. Besides, you are now a traitor to the Tianjian Sect."
"You have their blood on your hands."
Hua Wusheng took a deep breath, and there was only one word left in his eyes - fight!
"It seems that we can't reach an agreement, and we have wasted so much time." A master of the Underworld Cult sighed.
Immediately, the five great masters of the Underworld Corpse Cult simultaneously erupted with a horrifying momentum. It was like ghosts descending on the dry desert, and the majestic death energy filled the surroundings. In the sand and dust, five corpse coffins slowly rose up. rise!
"This is the Tianjue Sword Qi you want to see."
Hua Wusheng, who was suppressed by the death energy, suddenly burst out with a powerful force, and he was still chanting in a low voice: "Destroy the sky! Destroy my life!"
The awe-inspiring sword intent began to spread, and an inexplicable storm enveloped Hua Wusheng. When he looked carefully, he discovered that the wind was the wind of sword intent, and the storm was a sword tornado condensed by thousands of sword intent!
Hua Wusheng's long hair draped on his shoulders began to move with the wind and dance with the sword!
The sword intent tornado became smaller and smaller, and finally wrapped Hua Wusheng tightly!
Hua Wusheng's eyes flashed with a green light. This light directly cut through the tornado and completely melted it!
In an instant, the ghosts filled with death energy were broken, and dust and sand swept through the world like a tide. Everything seemed to be calming down, but Hua Wusheng's momentum became stronger and stronger!
The next moment, he seemed to have broken some kind of boundary, and what was left in the world was a sword mark that penetrated the sky!
boom--!
The Grand Master who was the slowest to react was directly obliterated by the sword energy, and the two other Grand Masters offset 70% of the damage with the corpse puppets they raised, but even so, they were so seriously injured that they did not even have the strength to stand up!
Only the two strongest ones maintained a certain fighting power, but the corpse puppets they had refined for many years were wiped out by the sword energy that seemed to destroy the world!
"You! You actually..." The greed and desire deep in the eyes of a great master of the Underworld Cult were not concealed at all.
A great master standing next to him also said excitedly at this moment:
"What is truly precious is the "Heavenly Sword Qi"! That is definitely not a move you can create!"
They no longer cared about the destruction of the corpse puppet, because Hua Wusheng alone could offset the loss, including the other two seriously injured grand masters who stared at Hua Wusheng as if hungry wolves had seen meat.
"Cough——" Hua Wusheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and countless cracks appeared on his body. Then he fell to the ground like a broken doll. His eyes were full of unwillingness, "I only killed one person... Only one person was killed..."
"So, you want to kill them all, right?"
"Yes! But just killing them is not enough..." Hua Wusheng's body trembled. He tried to raise his head, facing the scorching sun, he saw an unfamiliar face.
Young, handsome, and confident, when he saw this young man in white showing a sincere smile, the sunshine covering his body seemed to become much warmer at this moment.
"Let me help you." The young man stretched out his right hand, very close to him. Hua Wusheng still had the strength to raise his hand, but he hesitated for some reason.
"I will help you." The young man said again. His figure gradually covered the dazzling sun, and a shadow blocked the top, which made the restless Hua Wusheng feel inexplicably relaxed.
"Why?" Hua Wusheng licked his chapped lips, and then his pupils shrank because behind the young man, he saw two great masters of the Underworld Corpse Sect who still had their fighting power rushing toward him!
"careful!"
The young man turned a deaf ear to this, and did not move his outstretched right hand. His gentle eyes were always looking at Hua Wusheng, as if he was just here to wait for an answer from the other party.
"Quickly..." Hua Wusheng said anxiously, but the words that reached his mouth stopped abruptly, because in the next second, a strange storm swept towards a great master of the Underworld Corpse Sect!
At the same time, a poetic trumpet sounded from heaven to earth!
[The flowing light is like a firefly, the dark whispers are flying, and the misty and lonely night is alone in the sky! The sky is shaking, the earth is covering the sky, the sword is burying thousands of bones, and the wind will never end! 】
Another huge sword light seemed to reflect the entire desert into a sea of blood and bones, and it struck straight at another great master of the Underworld Cult!
Another poetic trumpet sounded between heaven and earth!
[The peach blossoms are not defeated when the knife blooms, the stars fall and Zhu Yuyu finally dies, I look tiredly at the bloody mountain road, and Yama looks at the white bones and frost! 】
"Believe me, I will definitely help you."
Hua Wusheng stupidly moved his eyes to the young man again. Inexplicably, he stretched out his right hand and held it tightly with the other's right hand.
Then he felt a force pulling him up directly.
"First, let's start with them."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's figure had disappeared. He moved at an extremely fast speed, and in a few breaths he had reached a great master who was unable to move due to serious injuries!
boom--!
With a merciless palm without any pause, the Grand Master was directly shot into a ball of exploding blood mist.
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It took me three hours to write one chapter. My state has been really bad these past two days. Let me adjust it.
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