Li Daoji was not interested in explaining more to a dying enemy, the first thing he wanted to ensure was that Zhang Yi was alive.
So without any hesitation, he just drew his sword.
The long sword was pulled out from Cheng Qingye's body, and the shattered flesh and vitality had a breach. When the sword tip finally separated from his flesh and blood, there was a light pop.
Cheng Qingye's entire body suddenly became like a deflated ball, disappearing with his last breath.
Cheng Qingye died and was killed by a Changling Sword Master who was even inferior to him.
At the height of the Immortal Talisman Sect, the master of the Immortal Talisman Sect was still standing at the window, watching this scene with infinite emotion.
"how so?"
The old man in black robe beside him lost his mind, and he also let out such an exclamation like Cheng Qingye before he died.
Li Daoji wasn't interested in answering, but it didn't mean that the master of Xianfu Sect wasn't interested in answering.
"There are talismans first, then there are weapons, and then there are soldiers."
The master of Xianfu Sect slowly turned his head, looked at the old man in black robe and said this seriously.
This sentence is too simple and difficult for ordinary practitioners to understand.
However, this black-robed old man is not an ordinary person, so the extremely simple words of the master of Xianfu Sect are like a huge epic scroll, instantly filling his perception.
He saw many pictures in an instant.
First there was knotting to record events, then there was charcoal painting, and then there was bone fragment seal cutting. The earliest wise people observed the movement of the sun, moon and stars, and observed the changes of the sky, earth and clouds in four seasons. At the beginning, they used simple catalogs to record the changes, and finally some people understood it. Profound truth, found that some lines coincide with the way of the circulation of heaven and earth, and talismans were produced.
Talismans are engraved on jade, on gold and iron, and they are used as utensils. The ancients used utensils to fight against beasts, pray to the heaven and the earth, and attract wind and rain, which is beneficial to farming.
Afterwards, the population prospered and countries were formed, and they fought and killed each other, and only then did they have special weapons for killing.
The old man in black was inexplicably dripping with cold sweat, and his robe was completely wet. He looked at the master of the Immortal Talisman Sect, and said in a trembling voice: "You mean that I am a Talisman, born to fall behind the soldiers?"
The master of the Xianfu Sect looked at him with emotion, and said slowly: "The weapon is designed for the killer, and the side of the person is a soldier. If you take this Qin sword as an example, there are runes on the sword first, which is already a talisman. , coupled with the sword scriptures and many other means to guide the vitality of the heavens and the earth, coupled with the practitioner's own various true energy and thought power control, it is the unity of the number. Zhang Yi and this Li Daoji sword have the same power, you should be able to see it."
After a pause, the master of the Immortal Talisman Sect looked at the black-robed old man who was still dripping with cold sweat, and then said slowly, "Although Zhang Yixiu himself is the supreme talisman of our Immortal Talisman Sect, Li The Dao opportunity is not the talisman of my Immortal Talisman Sect. In this world, my Immortal Talisman Sect is not the only one with the most powerful Talisman Dao, so I have always believed that if the Immortal Talisman Sect wants to survive, it must rely on people. Instead of relying on these talismans left by the predecessors."
The black-robed old man trembled slightly. He looked at the lord of the Immortal Talisman Sect and couldn't help but ask, "You said that Li Daoji's talisman and soldiers are one, and he didn't use the Dao Talisman of my Immortal Talisman Sect, so what did he use?" What is it?"
"You know that in the early years, I secretly sent envoys to my Immortal Talisman Sect, and later my Immortal Talisman Sect grew stronger, but you didn't know that when I traveled far and wanted to see Changling, I just arrived at Changling City Outside, I saw a dark night."
The head of the Xianfu Sect said lightly: "I met the leader of the legendary surviving old dignitaries. It was noon at that time, but I saw a piece of night from him, which was a piece of talisman that he deliberately showed me. , and then I knew that among the old dignitaries in Changling, there were some who, like my Immortal Talisman Sect, were proficient in powerful Dao Talismans."
"Before I met him, I was as stubborn as you, and I could even be said to be stubborn. However, after meeting him, I knew that the future fate of my Immortal Talisman Sect will ultimately depend on the change of our thinking."
"You are too partial to Zheng Xiu, so I didn't let you know that the strength of our Immortal Talisman Sect is not only from the help of Zheng Xiu, but also from the leader of the old dignitary."
"You have never thought that we are Yan people after all, how could my will completely succumb to that woman from Jiaodong County of the Great Qin Dynasty because of the temporary strength of the sect?"
The master of Xianfuzong looked at the black-robed old man who was having difficulty breathing, and continued sincerely and softly: "Brother, you should understand that everything comes from the balance of judging the situation... Zhang Yi came to my Xianfuzong not just because I understand He is the disciple I need in my mind, and he is still under the arrangement of the old powerful leader. Ever since I met that person, our Immortal Talisman Sect has never completely obeyed Zheng Xiu's will."
The old man in black robe had difficulty breathing, but he moaned in pain.
Before dozens of breaths, he stood on the high place of the Immortal Talisman Sect, thinking that he was seeing far away, but at this moment, he knew that many things he saw were too close.
"useless."
He suddenly raised his head, looked at the master of Xianfu Sect in pain, and shook his head.
The master of Xianfu Sect was startled, but he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
"What happened here in our Immortal Talisman Sect cannot change the entire outcome of the Dayan Dynasty." The black-robed old man said while breathing hard, looking at him.
"oh?"
The master of Xianfu Sect laughed. He shook his head and said, "I dreamed of a mountain the night before yesterday."
The black-robed old man looked at him incomprehensibly, sweat dripping down like rain.
"That mountain is a small black mountain, from Yuqi."
The master of Xianfu Sect looked at him and continued, "I thought it was just a dream, but when I woke up, I felt a real coolness, which comes from Yin Qi."
The black-robed old man finally came to his senses, and his pupils were once again filled with strong shock and extreme disbelief, "Master of Emperor Qi, Yan Ying?"
The master of Xianfu Sect laughed with infinite emotion.
His eyes left the Immortal Talisman Sect and turned to Yanhuang Palace in the distance.
The trees there have also begun to adjust, but in his mind, there is a picture of old trees dying and new trees reborn.
…
Li Daoji held his sword and walked to the front of the Chuitian Hall.
No one was blocking him. On the road he passed, there was only Su Qin who fell to the side.
Su Qin looked at the uncle of Baiyang Cave, and smiled strangely and bleakly, and some blood flowed from the corners of his scarlet lips.
Li Daoji frowned slightly, and the hand holding the sword was a little bit harder.
But in the next moment, he gave up his killing intent and did not kill Su Qin with his sword.
Then he pushed open the hall door and walked into the Chuitian Hall.
There was blood everywhere in the Chuitian Temple. Four seriously injured and dying people were lying in a pool of blood, but they didn't wait for the final outcome. Although these four people were dying, none of them passed out.
Seeing Li Daoji pushing the door and entering, Zhang Yi's eyes widened in astonishment.
He suspected that he was wrong, that he had an illusion before he died.
Li Daoji nodded slightly to him, then went straight through the pool of blood, and walked in front of Chen Xingchui.
Chen Xingchui sighed softly and closed his eyes.
Li Daoji drew his sword without any hesitation.
The tip of the sword fell into his heart vein lightly and quickly.
Chen Xingchui died without pain.
When Li Daoji came to Zhang Yi and bent down to help him apply the medicine, Zhang Yi bit the tip of his tongue.
"Don't be so stupid, you are not delirious yet."
Seeing his actions like this, Li Daoji said.
"Uncle Master?" Zhang Yi began to realize that what he saw was not a hallucination before dying. He couldn't help getting excited, but still said: "Uncle Master, save them first."
Li Daoji smiled unspeakably.
This stupid disciple of Baiyang Cave has always been a gentleman and hasn't changed in any way.
Thinking of the news he just heard, the smile on the corner of his mouth quickly dimmed.
How could that Baiyang Cave disciple who was countless times smarter than Zhang Yi die