Dust was flying in the skylight.
Lu Liangsheng held the sword in one hand and put it behind his back, looking at the Painted Skin Demon sitting on the ground with a focused gaze, and turned a deaf ear to the words "husband" that she kept calling him.
"I don't care about your reward. Just tell me, did you come to Qixia Mountain to harm me on your own or were you instructed by someone else?"
More than ten steps away, the embroidered shoes were slightly bent and sticking out from the other white calf. Hua Hongyi lay lazily on the ground, her hands on the side of her head, looking at the scholar with her eyes moving and her red lips curled up.
"Then come here, pick me up, and I'll tell you!"
"Young Master!"
Hong Lian screamed, and Lu Liangsheng nodded at her, "Don't interfere." He walked forward and looked at the other party's raised hand with a flat voice.
"There's no need to hug you. I'm already in front of you. Go ahead."
Hua Hongyi held her hands up, looked past the scholar, and stared fiercely at the talkative Nie Honglian. She retracted her raised fingers waiting for support and got up from the ground.
"Since my husband wants to hear it, then I... won't tell you!"
Yin energy emanating from her body was visibly visible to the naked eye. Her figure floated in the air, her hair spread out and fluttered. The nails on Hua Hongyi's fingers made a light clicking sound and became sharp. A long black shadow was swung out from her sleeves, and at the moment when the air crackled, she lazily swept towards the scholar below.
"Young Master!"
"Old demon!"
Hong Lian and Qi You, who were more than ten steps away, rushed over, and in an instant, the black shadow swept across the sky and passed by Lu Liangsheng's waist. However, there was no blood splashing, and they passed through silently.
Hua Hongyi was stunned for a moment. In an instant, the scholar's figure became blurred, and a cloud of white smoke rose up. A wooden stick broke into two pieces and fell to the ground with two bangs.
"In the 29th chapter of "Nan Shui Shi Yi", 20 miles south of Qing Cang Shui, a sorcerer committed evil. The government sent people to capture him and beheaded him in the market. His body disappeared, and only a half-cut bamboo stick was left... This method is called the art of death-substitution."
A faint voice sounded from the side. Hua Hongyi turned to look in the direction of the voice and saw Lu Liangsheng, dressed in red, appear there at some point and walked towards her.
"Just because you stayed in Qixia Mountain for so long, do you think you know me?"
Several figures in red clothing suddenly appeared from behind Lu Liangsheng. Their graceful figures were exactly the same as the scholar's. Their voices followed closely and they all said:
“Not enough!”
Hua Hongyi glanced at several identical Lu Liangshengs. She knew that this was an illusion created by the scholar, but each of them had magical power and human aura, so she could not tell which one was real and which one was fake.
Originally, he came here just to see Qixia Mountain and Lu Liangsheng. He had lost all his cultivation, so it would be best to abduct him to Baihu Mountain. However, on the way, he heard the news that the other party was getting married, and the bride was an ordinary woman. He inexplicably became jealous, so he simply killed the bride in front of the scholar, only then did he feel relieved, since the other party had no magic power anyway.
Just in case, it would be best to get the little Taoist priest involved. He has his master's revenge to avenge, so there is no way he wouldn't obey. It just so happens that one of the magic weapons given to her by Master Wu Yuan can be used to restrain the magic circle, so the little Taoist priest is the best candidate.
However, everything was beyond expectations.
Lu Liangsheng's cultivation was still there, and he vaguely felt that it was a little different from before.
Watching several illusory human figures approaching, the woman swung the magic weapon in her hand, and the power of the black whip increased. It kept lengthening and growing larger. With a bang, it brought up a strong wind and rolled around. Several red-clothed human figures holding swords leaped up, and each of them used sword moves to swing, pulling out pieces of cold light to fight with the long whip and black shadow. At the moment of crazy confrontation between the magic weapons, the six figures floated back together, overlapped towards one of them, and turned into one person.
The sword hummed with a bright magic light, and the cloud carvings moved with a click, revealing a half cold moon. Lu Liangsheng opened his eyes wide, grasped the hilt of the sword and pushed Yuelong, and the Yuelong sword also pulled him, drawing a streak of light at an extremely fast speed.
—Sword-wielding technique: Lingxiao Divine Sword!
The sword force broke through the air, squeezing the air to form a strong wind, igniting flames, and bringing out a roar and angry howl. The fields below were cracked and torn inch by inch under the pressure of the strong wind, and the dust rolled up.
Whoosh~~
Strong winds blew and tore through the air.
Hua Hongyi's hair flew back in disarray. She retracted the magic weapon in her hand and swept the front with her sleeve to create a barrier. The next second, a light blue light magnified in her field of vision. An ancient long sword flew over, and the tip of the sword instantly touched the long whip. The air seemed to be broken by the shock, and visible ripples splashed in all directions.
The terrifying momentum created a huge air pressure. Hua Hongyi screamed miserably in the air. The yin energy spread all over the place, which enabled him to use his demonic power to control the magic weapon to resist the impact of the Yuelong Sword. His ferocious face shook and turned into a gentle face, and his voice was gentle and pitiful.
"Husband, please let me go for the sake of me calling you husband."
There was a magical light in Lu Liangsheng's eyes. What he saw opposite him was a faceless skin twisting and struggling. The skin without a face was wriggling and making pitiful cries.
The scholar did not answer. He gathered the magic power in his hands and pushed forward. The light blue magic light became brighter and a "cry" sound was heard from behind him, resounding through the sky.
Hong Lian and Qi You's eyes darkened. A pair of crane wings with blue dots spread out, and the slender neck extended upward. Flames appeared on the top of the crane's head. With the cry of the crane, it rushed into the sky from behind Lu Liangsheng. Its flying figure turned into a ball of fire, passed over Hei Whip, and pounced on Hua Hongyi.
—Bifang brings disaster.
"Uhhh—"
A shrill scream that made one's scalp tingle was heard. In mid-air, Hua Hongyi loosened the black whip in her hand and used it to slap her body covered in flames. Countless strands of hair danced wildly, her face was distorted and she was screaming, and evil energy kept overflowing from her mouth, nose and eye sockets.
"Lu! Liang! Sheng!"
The human-shaped flames and burning fragments of clothes flew everywhere. The twisting skin bag screamed and suddenly drilled into the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust and smashing a hole in the ground.
A shrill voice lingered from the empty gap.
"I won't let you go—"
There was no way Lu Liangsheng would let it escape like this, he descended from mid-air, thrust the Yuelong Sword into the ground, and pointed his finger at its forehead.
“—The soul leaves the body!”
The body shook, and a phantom silhouette walked out, and the soul was exposed to the strong wind of heaven and earth. Enduring the pain of being torn by the strong wind, it drilled into the ground.
…
The gloomy wind gradually died down, and the villagers gathered at the fence at the entrance of the village looked at the burning fire in the fields outside, and dared not make a sound.
After Liangsheng stood on the ground motionless, the sounds of breathing could be heard all around him.
"See? That woman is indeed a monster! I was right next to her and I smelled a demonic aura."
"Then what?"
"Of course it runs fast. Didn't you see there's another spider spirit?"
"Shame on you. I'm different! I just squatted in the corner and watched."
Amidst the sounds of some whispering, everyone looked at the red dress that turned into fire and floated down, and the voices of talking suddenly exploded.
"It's really fucking scary. Just a piece of human skin can become a monster."
"It's nothing to turn a human skin into a demon. I heard from the older generation that things we often use at home can turn into demons if they come into contact with human energy for a long time."
"Ah? No wonder I feel like the bed is shaking on its own sometimes recently. Maybe it has become a demon."
"Bullshit, that was just you going crazy in your dream!"
"Stop talking. What's wrong with Liangsheng? Why are you standing there motionless?"
While they were talking in a murmuring manner, Hong Lian and Qi You were guarding the scholar on both sides in the fields outside the village. It took a while before they felt that Lu Liangsheng's spirit had returned.
The phantom that ordinary people could not see rose to the ground and floated back into the body. The unblinking eyes returned to their previous expression. Lu Liang became lively for a moment, and after calming his mind, he picked up the black whip that the Painted Skin Demon had dropped on the ground.
"Sir, how is that... that red... painted skin demon?"
"She must have run away." Mu Qiyu stomped on the ground. Unfortunately, her mind was damaged and she couldn't remember what magic spells she knew. Otherwise, with her skills, it would be easy for her to catch the Painted Skin Demon from the ground.
Lu Liangsheng looked at the strange magic weapon in his hand and responded to Hong Lian: "Well, let her run away. She must have other magic weapons on her to stop me on the way."
As he spoke, he carefully looked at the magic weapon in his hand. The magic power emanating from it felt vaguely familiar.
…It is somewhat similar to the magic weapon used by Shenghuo Mingzun in the past.
While thinking, Lu Liangsheng suddenly thought of a place—Wuse Village.
"So, Hua Hongyi became the disciple of Master Wu Yuan, hoping to become the second Holy Fire Master?"