Yan Qing stood on the stage at a loss, waiting for someone to come out and shout "The selection of the leader is no joke". In the end, the people in the audience just whispered to each other, and no one jumped out to raise any objections.
He was a straightforward man but a quick thinker, and he figured out the key immediately.
In the eyes of others, as a servant, he could still defeat Qu Duanyun, and as the eldest disciple, Yin Ci would be even stronger. Tai Heng lost his qualification, and the result of the new competition would not be different. The righteous sect was the most disciplined. If Yin Ci, the eldest disciple, became the leader, the Kushan Sect would not be able to occupy the position in a dignified manner. If he went up, he could be taken down at any time.
This would certainly give Taiheng enough face and also leave a way out for all the sects.
…Yan Qing understood all this, but his dream was just to make a decent living, not to be the center of attention.
If the eyes of the audience were focused on sword spirits, he would have become dumpling stuffing in a short while.
Seeing that the situation was stable, the leader of the Jinyu Gang struck the gong beside the stage. He cleared his throat and used his Qi to amplify his voice: "Yin Ci of the Kushan Sect gave up his power, and Yan Qing of the Kushan Sect won without a fight. Do you have any objections?"
There were whispers from the audience, but just as Yan Qing expected, no one openly voiced opposition.
Seeing this, the leader of the Jinyu Gang lit a stick of incense. He glanced at the expressionless Qu Duanyun and paced around the stage for a while. When the incense was half burned, he repeated the song in a hoarse voice.
"The leader of the martial arts world is decided to be Yan Qing of the Kushan Sect. Do you have any objections?"
Seeing that Tai Heng's leader remained silent, no one in the audience stood up to object. However, some people had already formed teams, and the discussion became louder. Many people showed disapproval on their faces, but in the end no one raised any objections.
This kind of impending storm atmosphere is the most torturous. Yan Qing picked up the cup that had fallen to the ground with trepidation, and walked to the master and disciple in two steps: "Master, Senior Yin, ..."
"If you are allowed to be the one, then you should be the one. Your martial arts skills are first-rate. Not only have you studied, but you have also learned the skills of a famous and upright sect in Taiheng. In terms of qualifications alone, how are you not qualified?"
Looking at Yan Qing's helpless and frightened look, Yin Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Besides, you are now the leader of the alliance. After the conference is over, Tai Heng will no longer have the position to hunt you down."
Although the kid is small and has no idea, Yan Qing is indeed capable of this task in terms of courage, intelligence and perseverance.
More importantly, he and Shi Jingzhi, one is tired of the martial arts world and wants peace, while the other is greedy and indifferent to the world. It's good enough to get the power of the leader, as for the responsibilities... neither of them has the energy to take care of this mess.
The qualifications are sufficient, and the opportunity has been given. Whether Yan Qing can seize this opportunity to integrate into the mainstream depends entirely on himself.
Sure enough, Yan Qing thought for a moment and finally calmed down. He pondered for a moment and was about to speak when he heard Yin Ci slowly add a sentence -
"The leader of the martial arts world also gets paid monthly. According to the rules, the leader can get 16 taels of silver per month for his hard work. For a big sect, a little money is nothing. But..."
Yan Qing's eyes fixed, and he stood at attention immediately: "I'll do it!"
Unfortunately, the young man's courage could only last for a moment. After a moment, Yan Qing completely deflated. He looked at his master pitifully, trying his best not to look at the thousands of eyes in the audience: "... How to do it?"
"You can do whatever you want. Aren't you quite good at packing things and arranging chores?" Demon Yin was as hard as iron, not offering even a finger of help. "Think for yourself."
Finally, the incense stick burned out. The leader of the Jinyu Gang straightened his collar and stood at the edge of the platform with his head held high.
"Gentlemen—do you have any objections—?"
This was probably the last time I asked.
But once, the audience responded. An old man with some fame jumped up and stood in front of the stage, tapping everyone's shoulders. He stroked his beard for a while and looked Yan Qing up and down.
"I can't say I have any objections, but the situation is really special. On behalf of everyone here, I would like to make a request - this... Well, you are a member of the Kushan Sect after all. If this person has no talent other than martial arts, where will the face of our righteous sect be?"
The old man had a serious face and his tone was not very pleasant, but his words were not meant to find fault.
In the past, most of the leaders chosen were the heads or elders of the big sects, and few people put forward conditions. Now a young man who hasn't even grown all his hair was pushed out, so it's normal for the righteous to have concerns.
Unfortunately, the master and apprentice of Kushan Sect were cold-blooded and heartless. The two beasts looked up at the sky and the ground, clearly wanting Yan Qing to deal with it alone. Yan Qing was like a fledgling kicked out of the nest. He turned around several times in a panic, and finally gritted his teeth and faced the old man who made the suggestion.
"What the senior said is true. You can ask for anything."
The old man hummed and said, "The purpose of holding this martial arts conference is obviously to put an end to the chaos of looking at flesh and to resolve the current chaos. Little brother, first come up with a plan that everyone can believe in, and then it won't be too late to become the leader of the alliance."
After saying this, he pointed his hawk-like eyes directly at Yan Qing, as if he wanted to notice every misbehavior of his.
Yan Qing licked his cracked lips.
The master and disciple could only eat melon seeds and watch the show. There was no hope for them to ask for help from Kushan Sect. Ah Si... Ah Si, after all, had been educated by the leader of a sect, so he should know what to do.
The most serious negotiation he had ever conducted was haggling over prices at the vegetable market.
…Wait, bargain
Yan Qing rubbed his forehead and suddenly figured out the key.
The position of the leader is like a hot potato, and it is true that the small sects are unwilling to take it. But they also don't want to let Yan Qing gain power and support the Kushan Sect. That's why they specifically put forward conditions at this time to force him to make a relatively fair solution.
Just like when a vegetable vendor bargains with someone else, most of the time it’s not that he really doesn’t want to sell, he just wants to make a few more coppers.
Since the principles are the same...
"What the elder said is very true. The Flesh Rebellion has continued for too long and it really needs to be brought to an end."
Yan Qing suddenly felt relieved when he imagined the scene under the ring as a vegetable market. He was always gentle and would never give people a sense of dominance. If you ignore those ghost eyes, he could be called a righteous man.
"As far as I know, Tai Heng is looking for meat for Prince Rong's mansion, and Kushan Sect is looking for meat to save the life of the Sect Leader. Prince Rong and the current emperor are in good health, so they probably need to take it as a tonic. Sect Leader Qu, is that true?"
Qu Duanyun remained silent, as if agreeing.
There was a commotion from the audience. Although the martial artists had no intention of rebelling, most of them were used to a carefree life and did not have fanatical loyalty to the imperial court. It was fine to use it for oneself, but offering the meat to the imperial family was no different from smashing a valuable antique to make a noise.
In comparison, the Kushan Sect was not even greedy for favors, but just wanted to save the life of their own leader. The reason was simple and crude, and it was still a famous and upright sect.
The next thing was easy to say. Yan Qing decided in a few words how to deal with the Vision Meat - Kushan Sect found the Vision Meat Key, and Taiheng got the Vision Meat, so their contributions were equal. If the Vision Meat could be divided, each side would get half. If not, as human life was at stake, Kushan Sect would take the Vision Meat and give Taiheng compensation.
"… My sect is really poor and cannot afford to give you all decent compensation. But I, Yan Qing, swear to heaven that I will find the villain who murdered you seniors and let everyone see the truth."
Yan Qing's words were particularly sincere.
"After all, my Kushan Sect was also harmed by that villain, and we must avenge this hatred. You don't have to worry that we are just talking but not doing anything. It may seem like we are taking shortcuts, but it is the most practical guarantee I can give."
Everyone in the audience: “…”
It turns out that we share a common enemy, but there is no need to be so frank.
Who would have thought that the young descendant of the Yan family would almost strip the Kushan Sect naked for everyone to see—
As for the mystery of the "Vision Meat Key" being stolen, Yan Qing immediately bowed and apologized before anyone asked. It was said that the situation in the sect was not good, and the people of Kushan Sect were eager to save the leader, so they plucked up the courage to play a reverse empty city plan. In order to show sincerity and to ensure that there would be no more trouble, Kushan Sect specially invited all heroes to take the Vision Meat and see the true appearance of the fairy object.
Yan Qing's words were quite sincere, and it sounded realistic. As they were from a well-known and upright family, they had no intention of fighting for the meat, and they didn't blame him any more.
The first move was straightforward, without any twists and turns, and there was no room for the Kushan Sect to make any tricks. The old man didn't say anything more, just snorted and jumped off the stage.
"The leader has been decided. Let's pass the title to Yan Qing from the Kushan Sect!" The fat gang leader took a deep breath and banged three huge gongs.
As the gong sounded, the wooden bracelet on Yan Qing's wrist became hot. Twisted lines appeared on the bracelet, and then it turned into a texture like white jade. The jade bracelet, a token of the martial arts leaders of all generations, was stuck on his wrist.
Like a dream.
Yan Qing touched the warm jade bracelet, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions, and then he became more exhausted than ever before. If there were not thousands of eyes staring at him, he would have wanted to collapse to the ground and take a deep sleep.
The demon sect members on the stage seemed very satisfied with the result. The three of them left without further entanglement. The absurd day passed, and everything seemed to be settled.
In the evening of that day, the carriage slowly moved eastward.
The night is long and dreams are many. The leader of the Jinyu Gang acted decisively and prepared the carriage before dark. He also selected a dozen Jinyu Gang disciples to accompany him. Except for the Taiheng Sect members, most of the team were well-known figures in the martial arts world. The Yueshui Pavilion disciples did not miss a single one and wanted to follow under the carriage.
Since only Tai Heng knew where the meat was, the convoy was led by Qu Duanyun himself, away from the vicinity of Yidu.
To prevent bad guys and to watch the excitement, all the sects sent some experts to see the appearance of this legendary thing. The leader of the martial arts world spoke up, saying that the situation was already decided, and if anyone else jumped out to fight for it, they would be enemies with the entire martial arts world.
As the new leader, Yan Dan got a carriage. Unfortunately, he was used to suffering, and he was alone in the huge carriage with thorns all over his body, so he took the master and apprentice of Kushan Sect with him.
There were people all around, but Shi Jingzhi could only drink porridge. Fortunately, the treatment of Kushan Sect was much better now, and Yin Ci specially prepared some pear paste candy and sheep liver soup for "health care", and fed them to the almost withered Sect Master Shi little by little.
The head of the sect obviously wanted to suppress his appetite with other things, and his eyes swept over Yin Ci's lips. Unfortunately, there was a big Yan Qing in front of them, and they couldn't drive the new leader out of the car.
Not to mention, Yan Qing finally came back from his trance after a while, with a worried look on his face.
"Something is wrong. Ah Si has never disappeared for such a long time. He even took Master Bai with him." Yan Qing said absentmindedly, "He always said hello to me when he went out before."
Shi Jingzhi and Yin Ci exchanged a glance. Sect Leader Shi took a sip of tea and ate the goat liver soup. "Su Si came to me a few days ago and said that Qu Duanyun was scheming and might be able to find out his identity. Rather than being caught, he wanted to hide for a while and come back after this matter is settled."
Who would have thought that after hearing these words, Yan Qing became even more depressed: "If that's the case, it's okay to tell me. Now that I'm the leader, he should be back, right?"
Yin Ci said lightly: "Su Si is used to doing whatever he wants. Maybe Chi Gou has something important to ask him, and it happened that you were competing in the arena, so he didn't have time to say goodbye. Compared to this matter, there is still a big situation for you to preside over tomorrow, so forget it."
Yan Qing's distress suddenly changed direction. He stroked the longevity lock on the sword and became dazed on the spot.
Outside the car, there was another person standing in a daze.
Qu Duanyun rode his horse in front of the convoy. There were countless eyes watching him from all directions, and Shi Zhongyu was following him, watching his every move closely. Things were going against Qu Duanyun's plan, and now he was in a passive position, and he had no way to get in touch with the Yinxian Society.
In the end, one wrong step leads to all wrong steps.
Regarding the matter of "the twin roots in the Shenxin Pill", the suspicion has not yet fallen on him, but as one of the orthodox sects, Taiheng must give some explanation. Not to mention that Shi Zhongyu has taken the Niyang Order, and his power is no different from that of the head of the sect. Taiheng may not be willing to follow Qu Duanyun's command.
The situation was extremely bad, but he didn't even have a chance to vent his anger.
Shi Zhongyu rode on a white horse, only half a step away from Qu Duanyun. Seeing that Qu Duanyun's smile was about to freeze, she couldn't help but sigh: "Duanyun, you and I have known each other for a long time... If you turn back now, it's not too late."
Qu Duanyun gripped the reins tightly.
"Turn back?" He said, half amused and half angry. "How can you turn back if you haven't taken the wrong path yet?"
Shi Zhongyu frowned and pursed his lips.
The contrast between victory and defeat was too bitter, and Qu Duanyun urgently needed to say something to ease the pain. Facing this old acquaintance, Qu Duanyun did not shut up and said, "We are not the same, we have seen similar things. If you want to persuade me, please don't do it."
"Similar things?" Shi Zhongyu was confused.
"Qi Xundao is old and his mind is getting duller. However, he is highly respected and admired by everyone, so they still let him sit in that position. Even when he was dying, people like Senior Sister were wasting manpower and money to keep him alive. You and I both know that this can only be seen as a 'righteous' act, but it will do Tai Heng no good at all."
This sentence touched Shi Zhongyu's pain, and her face immediately turned cold: "Qu Duanyun, even if he is a deceased teacher, it is not appropriate to call him by his name."
"You always get caught up in these romantic matters."
Qu Duanyun was too lazy to even smile.
"Seasons change, plants flourish and wither, the survival of the fittest, birth, aging, sickness and death are common occurrences in the world. Gathering a large sum of money to buy false reputation is nothing but a pedantic act. If we can't agree on this, there's nothing we can say to each other."
Shi Zhongyu pinched herself secretly to hold back her rage. She calmed down and continued, "Okay, then we won't talk about it. I just want to ask you, Shi Jingzhi is a dying man, why do you have to make things difficult for him?"
If Qu Duanyun himself didn't want the meat, based on his previous behavior, he would probably pretend to give it to Shi Jingzhi to add some good reputation to himself. But Shi Zhongyu observed for a long time and found that he had never done anything like that.
But now Jingzhi is not here, and Qu Duanyun doesn't even bother to hide his disgust. Shi Zhongyu has known this man for many years and has never seen him target someone like this.
After hearing what she said, Qu Duanyun couldn't help but sneer: "Senior sister, do you think Jingzhi was a 'respectable person' at that time?"
The topic changed abruptly and the question came in a strange way. Shi Zhongyu was stunned.
Shi Jingzhi was not a bad guy, she saw it clearly. But if you want to say that he was a man of great righteousness and a broad mind, he was not really that kind. Shi Jingzhi was not a kind man who responded to other people's prayers. He was a kind of almost cold and shrewd man, always liked to put a price on everything, and squinted his fox eyes and calculated everything.
For example, the counterattack at the last martial arts conference, the Kushan Sect had discussed it with her in advance. Knowing the other party's series of deep-minded arrangements, even though Shi Zhongyu was a "strategist", he still couldn't help but feel a chill for a moment.
But even so, Shi Jingzhi was still a reliable partner. He would never break a promise.
Can he be considered a “respectable person”
"I don't know." Shi Zhongyu answered honestly.
"Then let me change the question." Qu Duanyun turned his head to look at her, "Do you want to be a 'fairy' like that?"
… Maybe he didn’t want it, Shi Zhongyu thought. But let’s be honest—
"What's the point of being an immortal?" She snorted. "If God had eyes, Master wouldn't have died in such pain. If there is a real immortal in the world, I want to seek justice."
"So I have nothing to say to you." Qu Duanyun showed a rare look of dejection, "He clearly wants a lot, but he is so vulgar. I am not as good as him..."
Seeing the man's unusual attitude, Shi Zhongyu was too lazy to argue with him anymore. She rode her horse forward silently, heading straight for her destination.
When they arrived at the destination, everyone couldn't help but gasp. It was nothing, it was just that this location seemed to be predetermined by fate.
Looking at where the meat is, it is exactly the valley of Kushanjuyi.
It was spring, and the mountains and fields were covered with fresh green. As the sun was about to set, the convoy stopped outside the Juyi Valley and set up a simple camp.
"There are many monsters in the Juyi Valley. It's inconvenient to travel at night." Jin Lan arranged, "Wait until the sun rises tomorrow, when the righteous energy is strong enough, we will go together to take the meat."
Yan Qing wanted to take the opportunity to say a few words to his old acquaintance. Unexpectedly, Jin Lan smiled awkwardly when he saw him and said, "I am also a member of Taiheng. I might be influenced by that villain. Now that you are the leader of the alliance, you'd better be more careful."
"I..." Yan Qing reacted—he had just knocked the other sect leader off the stage, so there was really no atmosphere for conversation.
Seeing him hesitate to speak, Jin Lan finally sighed, "Actually, I'm quite happy that you can be the leader... Yan Qing, you seem to be very close to Su Si?"
"Um."
"Be careful." Jin Lan hesitated for a while and whispered. "I sent someone to see him go out alone and buy a sharp weapon. This person has an evil aura and I'm afraid he has bad intentions."
Yan Qing was unhappy, but because Jin Lan had no ill intentions, he did not lose his temper: "Ah Si is not that kind of person. Besides, he doesn't have much money on him, let alone buy a weapon."
Jin Lan shook her head with a complicated expression and said nothing more.
Yan Qing didn't get to talk, and he also heard a lot of bad things. He felt like a beast cub drenched in rain. He returned to the tent of Kushan Sect with his head down.
"I didn't expect the meat to be here." Shi Jingzhi said in a complicated tone, "What's the big deal? Did God let you and me revisit the old place?"
Yin Ci laughed softly: "The last time I saw you here, you were not even as tall as my leg. Little mute, do you want to pick some flowers for me this time?"
Yan Qing was confused. What was he talking about? Why couldn't he understand a word he said
Who would have thought that Shi Jingzhi responded with an ambiguous remark with a very meaningful tone: "Why not? If I see that thing again, I will tear it bald. But in exchange, you have to feed me the best tender seared fish meat."
Yin Ci laughed even more happily. Yan Qing had never heard him laugh like that in front of others. Shi Jingzhi also spoke in a relaxed tone, as if his life was not in danger and there were no worries in the world.
It seemed that everyone had their own secrets, and he was left alone with a new title as the leader of the martial arts world, not knowing what to do. If Ah Si was here...
well.
Yan Qing didn't enter the tent after all. He used the method he always used when he was upset. The new leader of the martial arts world looked serious and began to reorganize the luggage and miscellaneous items of the Kushan Sect. He even turned his own bag upside down and put everything back in its place.
When picking up a small wooden box, Yan Qing suddenly stopped.
Something is not right.
The cloth that wrapped the wooden box was tied in a different knot than he was used to, as if it had been opened before. The wooden box was also lighter, as if it was mostly empty.
But it was the box where the Kushan Sect kept money. As the person in charge of the money, Yan Qing immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He carefully opened the box, his heart chilled—
Sure enough, one of the rolls of banknotes was missing. He counted them with trembling hands, and all that was there was his personal savings, not too much, not too little, exactly sixty-seven taels of silver.
This package was always shared by him and Su Si. Su Si never touched his personal belongings, but he knew where he kept his money... Could it be that Su Si really took the sixty-seven taels of silver
Yan Qing held the mid-air wooden box, and his face slowly tensed up.
If it was really Su Si who took it away, his "running away" this time would definitely not be as simple as hiding from the limelight. Yan Qing wrapped the money box as it was, and the bitterness and emptiness in his heart instantly dissipated.
At this moment, his heart was filled with worry.
The next morning, everything was as usual. The wind was light and the clouds were clear overhead, the soil beneath the feet smelled fresh, the golden morning light shone through the branches and leaves, illuminating the rolling mist in the forest, and everything was peaceful and tranquil.
Led by the Taiheng Sect members, the group was fully armed and gradually went deeper into the heart of Juyi Valley. After a few hours, the group stopped in front of a pile of rocks. I don't know if it was because of good luck, but the group didn't see any monsters along the way.
Speaking of this rocky land, Yin Ci and Shi Jingzhi both had some impression of it.
Only thin weeds grew here, and the land was almost bare. Animals had nothing to eat, and demons were unwilling to come. Only ordinary insects, ants, and birds were left. Apart from being too desolate, there was nothing unusual about the place.
When they were still in Juyi Valley, Yin Ci didn't like the scenery and didn't stay there for too long. When Jingzhi was a child, he hated the gray stone forest and didn't even want to run to it when playing hide-and-seek.
Who would have thought that after so many years, they would come back here and stand here.
"The meat is hidden underground. I have sent my disciples to dig it up. Please continue to move forward."
Qu Duanyun's voice was steady and polite, but his face was not very good. There were dark circles under his eyes, as if he had not slept all night.
"The guests are coming, break up the formation!"
At the command of Sect Leader Qu, the Tai Heng disciples untied the illusion. The scene among the rocks came into everyone's eyes.
In the center of the rubble, there was a semicircular deep pit.
The soil in the pit was fine and moist. When the morning sun shone on it, the mud surface was red like blood. In the center of the pit, a square room made of colored glaze came into view. The colored glaze was cleaned by Tai Heng, leaving no broken mud or dirt. There were various spells engraved on it, which flickered slightly in the sunlight.
It's like an exquisite tomb chamber made of colored glaze.
Inside the glass room, there is a lively scene. The lush green vines fill up half of the space. They are as green as jasper and full of vitality, which makes people feel happy when they see them.
The vines were tangled together into a platform in the small room, and right on the platform was a peach-shaped green fruit.
The fruit was fresh and tender, with a pleasing color. Its stalk was still attached to the vine, and its thin skin contained a pool of translucent juice. When the sun shone on it, the green fruit looked even more exquisite, not like something from this world.
Although separated by a thick glass wall, the fragrance of the fruit somehow came through. Its taste is hard to describe, and just a little smell can make people's brains melt into paste, which can be compared to all the delicacies in the world. If it is said that the previous moment, there were still people who doubted the appearance of this thing. The moment they smelled the taste, no one would worry about such trivial matters as "the name does not match the appearance" - such a god-like thing must be meat!
Yin Ci looked at Shi Jingzhi worriedly.
Not to mention that Shi Jing's desire to survive was a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary people, even a lecher might not be able to control his appetite just for a snack. Not to mention anything else, the smell of meat was so strong that even those masters who had practiced martial arts for many years and had iron wills became dazed.
Shi Jingzhi's face was indeed flushed, and his eyes were faintly bloodshot. However, he just took a few deep breaths, and his mind seemed to be clear again.
"Don't worry." While everyone was looking at the meat, Shi Jingzhi signaled Yin Ci to bend down, and took a bite of his beloved's earlobe. "I've been through worse things, I'm used to it."
Seeing that Shi Jingzhi had no intention of hurting himself, Yin Ci's heart finally settled down. He did not dodge or avoid, but brushed the other's hair with his hand, and deliberately used the tone when they first met: "It seems that you have learned Wuchenyan well, I must choose a time to reward you."
The two flirted lightly on their faces, but their sleeves were tightly clenched. Finally, Yin Ci hooked his finger into Shi Jingzhi's palm, and the latter reluctantly let go.
Go ahead. Yin Ci said silently, I will protect you.
Qu Duanyun could not see the movement of the two men's sleeves. He just looked at the flesh with complicated eyes for a while and said: "The glass room is extremely solid. Our sect has not been able to open it. Since the head of the sect has the key, why not come and get it."
Shi Jingzhi patted his face, and the blood color in his eyes faded a little. He was "sick" and had difficulty moving, so Yin Ci pushed the wooden chair all the way to the glass room. Looking closer, in addition to those complicated spells, there were also vivid reliefs carved on the glass. Those reliefs were all human faces, each with their eyes closed and smiling.
This is really the style that Yan Budu would come up with.
In the middle of the group of faces, one face opened one eye. Unfortunately, the eye socket was empty, with only a sunken spot, waiting for someone to fill it with an eyeball.
The fragrance was wafting from the eye sockets, very strong. When you get closer, the fragrance makes people feel uneasy and salivate. Shi Jingzhi held his breath, and his hands holding the jade eye sockets were trembling.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he took a long time to finally press the jade eye into the groove successfully.
Let me see.
Shi Jingzhi stared at the face with open eyes. He tried his best to ignore the fragrance that was drilling into his nose. His eyes felt cold and he almost twitched.
Yan Budu, as your cellmate, I have been asked to take a good look. After a hundred years, what have you left for this world
Click.
As the sound of fire was heard softly, a low, unprovoked laugh sounded from the surroundings, as if it was some kind of response.
In just a moment, the sky and the earth changed color.
The originally extremely tempting fragrance suddenly turned into a bloody stench, and many people immediately retched. Unfortunately, compared with other changes, this was just a small matter -
Just like the original Zongwu Mountain, countless gray-red "bald branches" rose from the ground, and dark red thin roots swayed like fish. On the bare branches, the fleshy folds were extremely clear, and the water light was like living things. The bare branches were crowded and filled the forest, stretching and swaying wantonly in the morning sun. There were so many of them, and they grew very vigorously. The Juyi Valley itself was on the mountain, and the view was very good. But from a distance, people could not find the boundary of the strange "meat forest".
There were strange things growing densely all around, and the feeling of oppression and suffocation kept coming. When the breeze blew, the fishy smell came one after another, making people feel dizzy.
There were screams from the crowd. It seemed that Shi Jingzhi was not the only one who could see them this time. Jin Lan sat on the ground, and the high-ranking officials gathered in groups of three or five, huddled together in shock. Shi Zhongyu drew his sword in an instant, and Qu Duanyun stood among the thousands of bare branches, with a look of confusion on his face.
Among the bare branches, Yin Ci lost his immortal appearance and once again turned into a strange "figure" made of blood, flesh and roots. But this time, Yin Ci could see his own appearance clearly.
He looked at his horrifying double eyelids and almost forgot to breathe. Even if there was no mirror here, he could imagine his abnormal appearance. For once, Yin Ci felt no fear or panic in his heart, only straightforward anger - what on earth did that old man He Chengan do to him
But at this moment, thanks to Shirou, no one noticed his changes.
As the focus of everyone's attention, not only did the smell change suddenly, but the appearance of the meat itself also changed completely.
The moment the jade eyes were installed, the vines in the glass room changed color immediately, turning into a sticky gray-red color similar to the bare branches. They moved slowly, and from time to time, they made a subtle sound of mucus rubbing against each other.
Surrounded by these "fleshy vines", the flesh is no longer the tempting fairy fruit. It turns from green to an ugly purple-red, emitting a little heat, just like the internal organs just taken out of an animal. And in the purple-red flesh folds, there are hundreds of tiny eyes with no visible whites. They are all as black as ink, and occasionally blink, and I don't know where they are looking.
is the "immortal object" that has caused a bloody storm in the martial arts world and that everyone has fought hard for.
The sky didn't collapse, the ground didn't crack, the weather was still sunny, and the forests were still lush and green. There were no tremors or loud noises, and the sound of the wind and birds was still there. Against the backdrop of the strange scene before him, everything was particularly chilling.
What is going on
People went from being shocked to panicking, not knowing whether what they saw was a nightmare, a magic, or a terrifying reality. There were too many strange phenomena around, and the monsters were too huge. Before the sudden change, people were like ants in a storm. Even though there were many tall monsters here, they were just a few more strong ants.
This feeling of helplessness is simply driving people crazy.
Even though the disciples of Yueshui Pavilion were well-informed, they lost their clarity of mind at this moment, and could only hold their heads and squat on the ground, daring only to look at the blood-red mud at their feet. The disciples of Jinyu Gang were even more panicked, and fainted all over the ground, and the stench of the flesh was mixed with a bit of incontinence and urine.
In the midst of this chaos and madness, Yin Ci pondered for a moment, jumped up, and rushed towards the sky on the branches.
Looking down, the withered mountain, the towns around it, and even the distant boundary of heaven and earth were all covered with densely packed "bald branches" of various shapes. The mortal towns were sandwiched among them like small gravel under the grass.
Nothing is more overwhelming than this.
Seeing meat as an "immortal object", its essence is more abundant than the Muyan Stone used to forge the Mercy Sword. Then, using meat as a material to drive the Jade Eye, there is no need to worry about running out of energy, and it will not be like on Zongwu Mountain, where the magic can only be driven for a moment. It is hard to say whether the "clue" on the Mercy Sword was the devil's last remembrance or a hint to show off.
Or maybe both.
Although he didn't know the origin of the jade eye, Yin Ci was very sure that this was what Yan Budu really wanted them to see.
He wanted them to see the true face of this world, the true appearance of visual flesh. From the beginning of the ghost tomb, it was a complete prank. Even if he turned into a handful of dry bones, that person would mock the mortals who blindly pursued visual flesh, and the "immortals" who didn't know where they were and cast visual flesh into this world.
Yin Ci landed lightly and stopped at the top of the tree. He took a deep breath and touched the bare branch closest to him. The thin roots on the bare branch immediately came around intimately and trembled on his feet, as if they wanted to play with him.
Yan Budu only expressed his malice and did not give a definite answer. That guy just mocked to his heart's content and probably did not find out the truth. They saw another side of the world...
But what exactly are these
Standing on the tree, Shi Jingzhi did not move his eyes, allowing the strange vision to continue. He did not wait for Yin Ci to return to his side, and took the meat from the eyes and held it in his hand: "According to the agreement, I will take this thing away first."
It was as if he couldn't see the horror before him.
The piece of meat lay in Shi Jingzhi's heart, it squirmed from time to time, and its eyes blinked faster and faster.
The surroundings were filled with evil scenes, and everyone was still in a state of fear and confusion. Even if some people still retained their wits, they still didn't know how to respond. Only Qu Duanyun frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
A black shadow flashed by, and before Qu Duanyun could open his mouth, a burst of blood exploded in front of him.
Shi Jingzhi was stabbed deeply in the throat, and blood gushed out immediately. The flesh on his body disappeared instantly, and his body was taken away by the attacker.
"What a prestigious and upright sect, they are nothing but a bunch of cowardly wimps. They only care about the head and not the butt after a scare."
The man smiled and put away the short knife in his hand. The pendant on the handle flashed, and it turned out to be a mountain ghost coin.
Yan Qing was the first to come back from the vision. He stared at the scene in front of him in disbelief—Su Si was half-squatting on the back of a wooden chair like a bird. Just now, he had slit Shi Jingzhi's throat cleanly and efficiently.
Su Si didn't look at the bare branches around him, nor did he look at the abnormal shape of the visual flesh in the hole. He stared at Yan Qing intently, his eyes as black as ink.
"I'll take the meat away for now."
Su Si spoke word by word.
"Everyone, see you later."