A swordsman said he wanted to kill, and that was true killing.
The kneeling people in the main hall raised their heads tremblingly at the same time.
Zheng Wan saw the faces of the two leaders at a glance, they looked familiar, and they probably met somewhere.
One had a big mole on his face, and his eyes were wretched; the other was very handsome, with extremely handsome chin and browbones.
"These two are from Xuanyi Pavilion in Fengwu City. One is the pimp of Xuanyi Pavilion, and the other..."
Li Siyi waved his fan, "I hung up a sign in Xuanyi Pavilion, and I'm quite famous, and my alias is Huachao Jushi."
"This layman Huachao, everyone, do you look a little like my teacher and brother?"
Chang Wu took a closer look:
"It's just an inferior fake."
There is still a three-point image in shape, but the spirit and spirit are not at all.
One is high up in the sky, and the other is a plaything stepping on the mud.
Zheng Wan also remembered.
The first time she went back to Xuanyi Pavilion, when she set a trap on Cui Wang and wanted him to accompany her to practice, she met this layman Hua Chao.
She didn't want it at the time, she didn't like it.
Li Siyi slapped the man's face with a fan, "Smear powder on the eye sockets, put some silkworm crystal liquid on the bridge of the nose, take another look at the eyes—"
He raised his head and slapped the man's hair, the black hair hung on both sides of his cheeks, "The light is darker, and if you take a closer look, it looks similar, doesn't it?"
"This... is true."
Daoist Jingsu nodded.
The Great Monk Chengxin also said:
"But there is some truth to it."
Shu Yudaojun's face darkened: "Could it be that you think that if you find a similar young lady, you can send me away? How do you explain the sword intent?"
"Yes, no one in the world knows that the sword of Taoist Li Wei is as clear as cold, as pure as beautiful, and no one can imitate it."
"Who said it was an imitation?"
Li Siyi glanced at his junior brother, and couldn't help admiring his exhaustive strategy.
When Molan town was broken, he received a message from his junior brother, asking him to follow Shujin—
It's a pity that he lost him.
Fortunately, the junior brother also counted to this place, and asked him to lead the black iron order to guard outside the Xuanyi Pavilion, and he was arrested.
"That's my sword pill."
Cui Wang answered, "All the black iron commanders who went to Molan Town that day can testify. In order to break the formation, I gave the four teams in the south, east, and northwest all with my sword pills."
"Sword pill?"
Shuyu shook his head, "How can Jianwan have such power?"
The sword pill made by the sword cultivator is as good as the sky, and it is only one in a hundred of his ability. It would take a lot of effort for him to block the sword just now.
One out of a hundred Li Weidao kings has this ability—
Most of the people present murmured in their hearts.
Cui Wang turned his head:
"Wan Wan, Jian Wan."
"… oh."
Zheng Wan painedly took out a sword pill from the storage bracelet.
The sword pellets of the Miaofa Realm sword cultivator are very precious.
Cui Wang glanced across her painful face, hooked the corner of his mouth, and said: "Since Daoist doesn't believe it, Wan Wan will send this sword pill, how about it?"
It's fair for a Zhiweijing to send a sword pill to a monk in the Miaofajing.
Shu Yu agreed.
He stood up and took a step back.
Zheng Wan tapped her foot and used the Ice Concealment Technique, and she had already landed in the center of the hall.
"Dao-jun, pay attention."
As soon as the voice fell, a white light suddenly appeared, and a ray of extremely clear and sharp sword intent rose into the air, slashing towards Shu Yudaojun——
Shu Yudaojun touched the ground with his feet, and retreated quickly. Every time he took a step back, a white light bounced from the page in his hand, until he went outside the hall, the sword intent did not diminish.
"Li Wei!" Tianhe said, "It's almost there."
Cui Wang flicked his sleeves, a sword intent flicked out from his fingertips, and shot out of the hall, entangled with the sword light, and shattered Cai Shu Yu Daojun's helpless sword intent just now in an understatement.
One out of a hundred abilities can crush a monk who has accumulated a lot of years in the Wonderful Law Realm to the point of being unable to move—
This is certainly the reason why Shu Yudaojun lost six drops of heart blood and became weak, but it also explained Cui Wangjian's strength and dominance from the side.
"Amitabha, what a pity, I missed the statue of 'Wan Jian Chao Zong' because I didn't come to the venerable ceremony of Lord Li Wei."
Chang Wu smiled and said:
"According to Master Chengxin, do you have a chance of winning against Daoist Li Wei?"
Master Chengxin's Nirvana Wheel Turning Kungfu has been cultivated to seven revolutions, and the Buddha's seven revolutions are equivalent to the non-phase state of Taoism—
This is in Xuancang Realm, and his strength is almost as high as the sky.
Going further up is the Returning Void Realm, and there is only one in the entire Xuancang Realm, and that is the Mingguang Taoist Lord of the Guixu Sect. Unfortunately, his lifespan is approaching, and he is about to die.
"Ashamed, the old man is not sure."
Master Chengxin recited Amitabha again.
Shuyu Daojun's complexion is not very good-looking, but it is so, and he has to admit that in the light curtain presented by the shadow tracing stone, it is very possible that the sword came from Liwei Daojun's sword pill.
"But if that's the case, why would a young lady from Xuanyi Pavilion attack my son? My son doesn't have the habit of breaking his sleeves. He likes women who are fragrant and soft."
Shu Yudaojun did not dispel his doubts.
Daoist Tianhe was stunned by his stubbornness:
"Shu Yu, I see that you just lost your son and feel sorry for you, so I will put up with you. If you continue to mess around—"
Cui Wang held down the sword in Master's hand:
"Master, no need."
He turned to the crowd kneeling on the ground: "Do you know, Mr. Dao, who are these... people?"
Shu Yu glanced at it:
"The one from the small restaurant?"
"more than."
Cui Wangdao, "Linglan Pavilion in Haoshu City, Yifengzhai in Taibai City, Xingxing Building under Tianluo City..."
He said one by one:
"These people all come from these places."
Others also heard something strange.
"What is the meaning of Taoist Li Wei's words? To arrest them... and why?"
"I don't know if you guys still remember, after the Land of Blackwater, I arrested many cultivators from the Evil Alliance at the Guixu Gate, and some of them ran away."
Daoist Chang Wu frowned:
"Could it be that these people are?"
Li Si noticed that his little junior brother started to frown again, knowing that he was impatient with long explanations, so he quickly took up the topic and said:
"That was my junior brother's order. I let it go on purpose. The purpose was to catch big fish with a long line. Unfortunately, I did dig something."
"The comeback of the evil alliance is already unstoppable. Every city in Xuancang Realm has hidden stakes planted by evil cultivators. These seemingly ordinary people at first glance are all hidden stakes of the evil alliance."
Shu Yudaojun snorted coldly:
"One yard is one yard, what do these people have to do with my son's death? Do you still want to say that my stupid son is an evil cultivator?!"
"Dao-jun guessed right."
Li Siyi folded his fan together, "Shu Jin Zhenjun is indeed an evil cultivator."
"Fuck your mother!"
Shu Yu was too lazy to maintain his gentleness, "Don't you want to put a hard hat on my son in order to shirk responsibility! I know very well what kind of son my son is, and he is cowardly and incompetent. Where did he come from?" Do you have the guts to do things that endanger the Zhengmeng?"
"Isn't that what it is now?"
Li Siyi smiled and said, "As soon as Zhenjun Shujin died, Daojun, you immediately suspected that my little brother was there. Taibaimen and your Haoran sect were in collusion, and the Zhengmeng was in turmoil. Let's add fuel to the flames. Wait for the Zhengmeng to fall apart, and then wait for the opportunity to dispatch , isn’t it a great danger?!”
"Bah! May I ask which monk in the world is willing to use his life to pave the way for such a thing?! I am stupid, but I am not stupid."
Once a monk dies, he will completely perish in the world.
"Dao Jun, have you ever heard of 'puppet species'?"
Cui Wang, who had been standing quietly all this time, suddenly said, looking at Shu Yudaojun, the eyes are clear, but seem to reveal pity.
Shu Yu was stunned, and when he thought about it, his already collapsed face became even uglier:
"Dao-jun means..."
He leaned on the chair and sat down with difficulty, "My son, was planted as a puppet?"
The so-called puppet species was created 50,000 years ago by a great power of the evil alliance at that time. Once it came out, it was blocked by the entire cultivation world.
The reason is that this kind of puppet is too wicked.
When the puppet is planted, it is usually unconsciously swallowed by the pregnant woman, and it will take root in the womb. After the birth, the child who successfully parasitizes the puppet will grow up healthy, and those who do not succeed in parasitizing will die halfway. —
And as the parasitic time of the puppet grows longer, the personality of the puppet body will become more and more close to the cultivator who gave birth to the master puppet, or in other words, it will be one person at all.
They have a common memory, only some special idiosyncrasies in some personalities: it doesn't matter, when the puppet species is fully mature, it will fall off from the puppet body, and the fully grown puppet body will automatically decompose and become the nutrient of the master puppet.
Of course, if the puppet body is destroyed in advance, it will also cause damage to the main puppet to a certain extent.
As for the child who was supposed to grow up, he became a victim of the master's puppet: Can you say that the grown-up child is not your own child
he is.
But he is not, he was finally classified as the master puppet.
This kind of sorcery is really creepy.
Who wants to be turned into another person at birth, or even become the nourishment of the other person.
"yes."
Cui Wang told Shu Yu about Shu Yuan and Shu Jin.
"Mr. Dao, just giving up a mere puppet body can cause our Zhengmeng to be torn apart. Do you think this deal is worthwhile?"
Shu Yu scratched his hair, thinking that his life was really a joke.
"It's a good deal." He raised his head, his withered face was full of bitterness, "It's a good deal."
He believed Cui Wang's words almost effortlessly.
He was so indulging in pain before that he was thinking about it. How could a person with such a sword will do such a foolish business
"Li Wei, what about my daughter? My daughter, how do you explain it?"
Lu Yan Taoist suddenly interrupted the conversation.
"There is no need for explanation."
Cui Wang said indifferently, "The death of Zhenjun Qianshuang is clear, and all the black iron soldiers present are enough to testify."
Daoist Lu Yan had already inquired about it long ago, but the pain of losing his daughter made him unable to restrain his anger:
"Why don't you need to explain?! If Zhenjun let Qianshuang sit beside her and protect her, she wouldn't die."
"On that day, Senior Brother Si Yi was sitting on the left side of this gentleman, and Wan Wan was sitting on the right side. There was no extra space to allocate."
"Her?" Lu Yan pointed at Zheng Wan, who was in a daze, "Let's not mention him as your senior brother, but how can this person be compared with my daughter?"
"But in my eyes, Wan Wan's life is more important than Mount Tai."