He Yin was furious, and was about to give chase, when suddenly a sharp pain came from his shoulder, Qin Mu used the scabbard to recall the Shaobao sword, although the power of the blow was not strong, but the Shaobao sword was too sharp, it still pierced his shoulder blade, Let him have a big hole in his shoulder!
He Yin endured the pain, took out large and small jade bottles, first applied the medicine to stop bleeding, then the medicine to heal the regeneration of broken bones, and then the medicine to regenerate the muscles, but the pain was unbearable.
And behind him, a flying zombie was grabbing the wound medicine from the medicine jar, rubbing the medicine on the neck of a flying zombie that had been beheaded by Qin Mu, then grabbing the flying zombie's head, and putting it on the neck that had been smeared with medicine.
The Flying Zombie head shook and clicked, but his head was turned upside down, facing the back.
The flying zombie who "cured" him didn't realize it, and walked towards the flying zombie that was divided into two halves, put its body together, and applied the smelly ointment.
Even if these flying zombies were beheaded or split in half, they would not "die". As long as they were smeared with the ointment of the Corpse Immortal Sect and attached to the severed limbs, they would still be alive and kicking, which is really strange.
The Corpse Immortal Sect is used to playing with corpses, so it does have its own unique features.
Suddenly, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect came to He Yin quickly, and one of the female disciples was surprised: "Senior brother He Yin, are you injured? Is that kid very strong?"
"Not strong."
He Yin's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said: "He is at most Wu Yao realm, but his cultivation is not bad, and his body skills are very strange, he is proficient in controlling swords and spells. He has a sword, and the scabbard can automatically retract the flying sword, and this The sword is extremely sharp, and my flying stiffness can't stop it at all! His injuries are not serious, and he shouldn't be able to escape far now!"
Many disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect were taken aback, and the female disciple said: "If you are proficient in controlling swords and spells, then you must not have much attainment in combat skills. Let's catch up, capture him, and hand him over to the master!"
More than a dozen disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect left quickly.
He Yin got up and was about to rush over, when suddenly another figure flew over. Seeing this person, He Yin was startled, bowed quickly, and said, "Uncle Qiao!"
That Uncle Qiao frowned and said, "The boy who killed the head teacher's son has not been caught yet, but you were injured by him instead. He Yin, you are becoming more and more capable."
He Yin was ashamed and said: "Uncle Qiao, the head teacher..."
"The headmaster already knew about this and was extremely furious, but he is still stabilizing the situation and quelling the riots in the city."
Uncle Qiao said: "Yankang Guoshi was hit hard, and all the heroes in the world took the opportunity to revolt and kill the traitors to rectify the government. My Corpse Immortal Sect is famous this time. First cut off the Yankang Guoshi's wings and occupy Dijiang County. Jiang County is the power of our Corpse Immortal Sect, the foundation must be firmly established, and the remnant party of the National Teacher must be wiped out! Although the head teacher is heartbroken, he still focuses on the overall situation."
He Yin said yes, and said: "Please ask Master Qiao to keep up with those younger brothers and sisters. Although that man is not very old, he has a sharp sword that can turn into a fish and a dragon..."
Uncle Qiao was surprised: "A sharp sword that turned into a fish and dragon? What shape is it? Tell me in detail!"
He Yin talked about the Shaobao Sword and the weird scabbard, and Master Qiao's heart was shocked, and he lost his voice: "This is the sword of a first-rank official in the imperial court, the first-class treasure in the world! My Corpse Immortal Sect There is no such a powerful treasure! How could such a treasure appear on this young man? Could it be that he is the heir of a certain first-rank official in the imperial court?"
His eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "This sword is amazing, it is God who wants me to teach Daxing and give him a first-grade saber! I will go and get this sword back!" After finishing speaking, he walked away.
He Yin frowned, and said in his heart: "The sword of a first-rank official? This is a treasure that symbolizes the status of the imperial court. How could a first-rank official give the imperial saber to his heir? Uncle Qiao didn't think carefully... this piece It's better to report back to the head teacher!"
He hurried to Dijiang County.
Uncle Qiao followed the footprints left by Qin Mu and the disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect. Suddenly, he frowned slightly, and saw the first corpse, the corpse of a disciple of the Corpse Immortal Sect.
There is a line of blood on the throat of this Corpse Immortal Sect disciple, but there is no other injury, and there is no blood on the side. Judging from the wound, it should be wiped on the throat by the tip of the sword, cutting the two major blood vessels in the throat.
From the point of view of the sword, this disciple of the Corpse Immortal Sect should be flying on the yellow paper, was attacked from behind, and was wiped across the throat by the sword before he could react.
Strangely though, there was no blood nearby.
Master Qiao frowned. This could only mean that this disciple didn't die here, but flew in the air for a while before being thrown down.
His blood has already flowed out in the air.
what does that mean
It means that the boy who killed him was standing behind him!
This disciple should be stepping on the yellow paper and rushing forward, looking for the trace of Qin Mu, while the young man quietly appeared behind him, wiped his neck with a sword, and then stuck his body against his back, Controlling his sword box, yellow paper kept flying out of the sword box and spreading it forward.
At the same time, the young man controlled the corpses of the disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect to move forward, making it look like they were alive, and kept up with the other disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect.
"This is the art of controlling corpses!"
Master Qiao's face changed slightly: "This young man also knows how to control corpses! It's dangerous for me to teach my disciples! But having said that, there seems to be no first-rank official in the Yankang court who is proficient in corpse control. Where did this young man come from? Where did he learn it? The method of controlling corpses?"
It is late at night, and it will be the third watch. Although there is still moonlight, I can't see clearly or far away.
Uncle Qiao can imagine that Qin Mu must be taking advantage of the darkness to control the corpses of the Corpse Immortal Sect disciples. When he approaches other Corpse Immortal Sect disciples, the other party must be unprepared. When he can see clearly, it may be too late to dodge his sword!
In addition to the Corpse Immortal Sect, there are other evil cults and demon sects in the world to control corpses, but everyone's spells are different.
The Corpse Immortal Sect can be said to be a leader in the way of controlling and raising corpses, but its reputation is not very good.
And judging from Qin Mu's corpse control method, I'm afraid it is also extremely remarkable. It is extremely rare to be able to control the opponent's corpse after killing a disciple of the Corpse Immortal Sect, so that it is still alive, so that other disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect cannot see any flaws.
"It's a bit like the method of controlling corpses of the Tianmo Sect..."
Uncle Qiao continued to chase forward, and it didn't take long before he saw the second corpse, then the third corpse, and the fourth corpse...
The corners of his eyes twitched, and he saw the seventh corpse. This corpse had no human skin. The human skin had been peeled off, but there was no trace of blood.
Master Qiao's complexion changed drastically, and he let out a breath of foul air: "Fortune Heaven Demon Art! This young man is a disciple of Heaven Demon Cult!"
The corpse is no longer recognizable, that is to say, Qin Mu may be any one of the disciples who are chasing him now!
A fierce light flashed in Master Qiao's eyes, and he continued to chase. It didn't take long for him to meet a few disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect. relieved.
One of the disciples shouted, "Uncle Qiao..."
Master Qiao flicked his fingers repeatedly, and needles as thin as a cow's hair flew out, shooting into the eyebrows of these disciples like lightning!
The eyes of these people were suddenly dull, their souls quickly dissipated, and their mouths were foaming.
This needle is Master Qiao's spiritual weapon, called the corpse-killing needle, as long as the needle is hit, the soul will dissolve, turning into a walking corpse with a body but no soul, even the god Da Luo can't save it!
A female disciple stammered, "Uncle Qiao, why..."
Uncle Qiao swam away quickly, inspecting the bodies of these Corpse Immortal Sect disciples, frowning slightly.
He didn't find Qin Mu!
If Qin Mu possessed the Heavenly Demon Cult's Good Fortune Heavenly Demon Skill to peel off his skin and turned into a disciple of the Corpse Immortal Sect, there should be a red line on his skin, but none of these disciples had a red line!
This shows that Qin Mu is not among them!
"Oops, I fell for it! I killed the wrong person."
The corners of Master Qiao's eyes twitched, he looked at the disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect, and thought silently: "If we keep their corpses, I'm afraid they will be noticed by the head teacher and the other old ghosts, so it's safer to destroy the corpses and wipe out the traces." .”
He flicked his fingernails, and the powder hidden in his nails flew out and landed on these people. The flesh and blood of these Corpse Immortal Sect disciples melted immediately, and even the bones and clothes on their bodies were melted away, turning them into puddles. Pus.
Master Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, squinted his eyes and looked around, but found no trace of Qin Mu, suddenly his body shook, and countless red spots flowed out from under his Taoist robe, but there were thousands of corpses.
These corpse weeters flapped their wings and left, flying in all directions. The moon was setting in the west, and the east was turning white, and groups of red corpses were flying in the air, like fireflies wandering in the wild before the sun rose.
"The sword of a first-rank official is enough to be used as the treasure of the town's education."
Master Qiao raised his head, looked at the morning glow in the east, and murmured: "The head teacher has been sitting in this seat, it's time to move his butt..."
Daxu, a village for the disabled.
"Mu'er, it's time to get up and eat, why are you still sleeping?"
Just after Granny Si said this, she couldn't help being dumbfounded. Qin Mu had been away for a few days, and during these few days, she had to make an extra portion every time she cooked, and then called Qin Mu to come over for dinner. Every time, she would forget about Qin Mu. Mu has left the village.
Granny Si sighed, finished her breakfast silently by herself, put the pots and bowls aside without washing them, and sat at the table silently lost in thought.
Suddenly, the little old woman got up, walked into the room on tiptoe, cleaned up, walked out of the house on tiptoe with a basket in her hand, and walked out of the village.
At the entrance of the village, the pharmacist and the village chief were still drinking tea, enjoying themselves leisurely.
Granny Si turned a blind eye to the two and walked out with a basket on her shoulders.
"Old lady Si, don't you want to leave the village without saying anything?" The village chief said leisurely.