The speed of the flames was extremely fast. Wen Yi managed to dodge, but was struck by the whip of thorns.
There was a burning pain on his back. Wen Yi endured the severe pain and used his spiritual power to hit the dagger of doom with his palm.
In one breath, the dagger stabbed Zhu Xiangrong crazily as if it was alive.
At the same time, Wen Yi once again controlled the puppet talisman and injected all his power.
"Kacha kacha——"
Zhu Xiangrong used his spiritual power to break through the control of the puppet talisman. He gritted his teeth and broke off an arm. Blood spurted out and the pain made him tremble all over.
"kill!"
He shouted loudly.
The severed right arm actually held the whip of thorns and whipped it toward Wen Yi.
Wen Yi slid backwards, and when he saw that the whip was about to tear him into pieces, the dagger of doom erupted with scarlet light and stabbed into Zhu Xiangrong's neck.
"Zila——"
The dagger of misfortune and the ancient lucky coin collided with each other and made a harsh sizzling sound. Wen Yi felt as if his head was about to explode!
She endured the unspeakable pain, and while her ghostly figure floated behind Zhu Xiangrong, she did not forget to control the puppet talisman.
Broken Arm seemed to have awakened his self-awareness, and he wildly chased Wen Yi with his long whip, causing mountains to collapse and the ground to crack wherever he passed.
"Zila——"
A thorn vine slid from Wen Yi's right arm to her back, tearing her clothes to pieces.
Wen Yi was startled, took out the Qianyuan Sword fragment from her storage bag and stabbed Zhu Xiangrong in the neck.
"Dang!"
The fragment that should have penetrated his neck did not cause any harm to Zhu Xiangrong, which was so lucky that it was almost like a miracle.
The fragments could hurt Zhu Xiangrong, but they would cut off the rope holding the lucky ancient coin.
Wen Yi reached out and grabbed the lucky ancient coin.
"Ahhh!"
The controlled Zhu Xiangrong's eyes were red, and terrifying murderous intent erupted in his eyes. He wanted to cut Wen Yi into pieces with a thousand knives.
The more murderous he is, the stronger the dagger of doom becomes.
The strange and complicated patterns on the dagger changed from light red to blood red, and ghostly ghosts with miserable dead faces rushed out of the dagger.
Ninety-nine unwilling and desperate souls grabbed the dagger and stabbed it into Zhu Xiangrong's throat.
"Pfft."
Red blood gurgled out from the side of the dagger. Wen Yi took the opportunity to stab Zhu Xiangrong's Dantian with the long sword to destroy his golden elixir to prevent him from self-exploding and affecting herself.
Zhu Xiangrong's eyes were completely cracked.
He was doing everything in his power under the eyes of the Nascent Soul Realm powerful person, and those rubbish from the government didn't catch him, but he capsized in the sewer and was single-handedly killed by a small Foundation Establishment Realm monk.
Reluctant, angry, and resentful, he would fight Wen Yi until death even if he turned into a vicious ghost.
However, Wen Yi didn't give him any chance. When his soul was about to leave the body, he cast a spell to crush his soul.
After the dazzling white light, Zhu Xiangrong disappeared into ashes.
"Plop!"
His body hit the ground heavily. Wen Yi limped over to him, put on his leather gloves and put the 'Dagger of Doom' back into his storage bag, and then touched Zhu Xiangrong's storage bag.
In his storage bag were one hundred spirit stones, three blue flame stones, and a bag of broken silver and red hairpin earrings, which should be used to coax women.
Finally, there was a piece of dark yellow paper with nothing on it, but the edges of the paper had been rubbed heavily and were curled, with some tiny fluff.
"I remember there was a kind of letter that didn't need to be sent. It just needed to be written on paper, and people thousands of miles away could read it."
Wen Yi had no intention of trying. She snapped her fingers, and the paper was cut into powder by the silvery white light.
After putting away her things, Wen Yi went deep into the jungle, changed into a set of beautiful women's clothes, and returned to Yunshui City to find an inn to stay at.
A person in the Leap-Level Gossamer Golden Core Realm would be injured more or less. Wen Yiyuan had prepared some medicine to treat trauma and poison, but every wound she had was bone-deep. It would take a long time to recover, so she simply took out some medicine.
Take one pill of Baiyu Chiyang Pill.
The elixir that exudes spiritual power slides into the abdomen, and a warm current flows through the limbs and bones, as if soaked in warm and comfortable warm water. Wen Yi's whole body feels comfortable, his body and mind relax, and every pore is opened.
A faint green light emitted from her body, and the wounds deep into the bones healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's great to be healed so quickly." Wen Yi asked the store owner to get hot water, took a comfortable bath, and fell asleep.
I don’t know if it was because I consumed too much spiritual power at night, but Wen Yi had a good night’s sleep and rarely got up early.
After freshening up, Wen Yi changed into low-key clothes, put on a mask and went to the wine shop he visited before to collect the bounty.
That place was agreed upon with the government.
"Steamed buns, delicious white flour steamed buns."
"Soy milk and fried dough sticks. I sell soy milk and fried dough sticks."
"Fresh fruit, fresh fruit that just arrived, sweet and juicy."
"..."
The sound of hawking on the street was endless. Wen Yi looked at the street full of firewood, rice, oil and salt, filled with human fireworks. It was a scene she had never seen before. At this moment, she felt that she was not a monk, but a mortal who got up early to have breakfast.
In the last life, wherever she went, a group of people greeted her and worshiped Wen Yi as a living ancestor, and did not eat the fireworks of the world.
Although my status in this life is not as high as in my previous life, I still have an unprecedented experience.
She found a street store and ordered soy milk and bean sticks, as well as some things she had never tried before.
Wen Yi’s favorite is meatloaf.
Although it is very expensive, it is full of ingredients and will fill your mouth with flavor when you bite into it.
Wen Yi ate three in a row and didn't leave until her stomach was full.
As soon as she arrived at the restaurant, she saw a young man in official uniform greeting her at the door.
"What's going on?" Wen Yi looked at the two bodies lying on the ground.
One belongs to Zhu Xiangrong and the other belongs to Fei Lian.
"Come in and talk." The young man was a little depressed.
As soon as Wen Yi entered the door, the leader presented five hundred spirit stones, "I apologize for seeing the girl clearly before."
After receiving the spirit stone, Wen Yi suddenly remembered something, "If you want to take back that lucky ancient coin, the price will be another, at least fifty thousand spirit stones."
Only by witnessing the power of ancient money with your own eyes can you know how precious that thing is.
Fifty thousand spiritual stones is a bit cheap.
"We only want people, and everything else belongs to the girl." The leader said.
Wen Yi nodded and asked Fei Lian what was going on.
It turns out that Fei Lian and Zhu Xiangrong are in the same group.
The former was parasitized by a strange spirit body. It was difficult to tell that it was not the original Fei Lian, and the government did not find out for a while.
Zhu Xiangrong disguised himself as an old man. Their real purpose in coming to Yunshui City was definitely not to rob.
The government monks just told Wen Yi to be careful about the 'Baoyue Yin Sect', and left after paying the bills.
In addition to the six major sects in Central Continent, there are also many hidden sects.
These sects are more or less influential in the world of immortality. The disciples of these sects behave strangely and low-key, rarely attracting attention.
"Zhu Xiangrong and Fei Lian should be disciples of the Baoyue Yin Sect."
Wen Yi first went to Yunshuicheng to buy the things needed for making spells, then returned to the inn along the same route, and did not leave until evening.
She had to go back and ask Liu Xinci if he knew about Baoyue Yinzong.
Wen Yi walked to the sect's headquarters and saw a man standing outside the door.
The man heard the footsteps and turned around, his expression cold.