Yang Ji looked at Fang Bai's body and frowned secretly. When Fang Bai was about to die, Yang Ji was a little surprised when he finally said this name in his mouth.
"Is it someone from the evil lineage who planned this operation?"
Yang Ji secretly said:
"It would be a bit troublesome if that's the case."
Yang Ji has seen Fang Bai's methods. The evil methods are mysterious and unpredictable, and cannot be predicted at all. Fang Bai is just an "errand boy" and he is already so powerful. How powerful is the mastermind behind him?
Just so you can imagine.
But soon, Yang Ji came back to his senses.
"No matter who it is, they will die if they hurt the people around me!"
A sinister look flashed across Yang Ji's eyes. With a sweep of his sword, Fang Bai's head flew high into the air, rolled over, and sank into a bush.
call!
The wind howled in the sky, blowing through the woods and mountain peaks. Yang Ji looked at Fang Bai's headless body, and the figures of Chen Shi'en and Jiang Jianqing flashed through his mind, but his heart was extremely ordinary.
"Senior Brother Jiang, I have already avenged you..."
Yang Ji murmured.
Looking at Fang Bai's body falling slowly, Yang Ji didn't feel much joy in his heart. The actions of his fellow disciples turned out like this, which was not what he expected.
The complexity and cruelty of the sectarian world gave him a profound moment.
Sighing, Yang Ji picked up the three "Guquan Swords" on the ground and was about to leave, but when he stepped over Fang Bai's body, his heart suddenly moved.
"I wonder if he has that skill?"
Yang Ji thought to himself.
Fang Bai's spiral energy could deflect sword energy attacks, and he was very aggressive and pervasive. This left a deep impression on Yang Ji.
If you can learn this technique and figure out the martial arts principles, you will definitely be able to improve your use of blood energy to a higher level.
Fang Bai's robe was soaked with blood. Yang Ji searched it again, but the result was beyond Yang Ji's expectation.
"No! Nothing."
Yang Ji looked disappointed. Except for an Iron Crown Sect token found on him, Yang Ji didn't find anything substantial.
"No wonder. He has been undercover with the Iron Crown Sect, and even hid his true cultivation level. Being so cautious, it is naturally impossible to leave any flaws related to evil ways."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
Fang Bai set out from Tieguan Mountain with them. Even if he really had some treasures on him, he couldn't really bring them with him. Thinking like this, Yang Ji felt even more disappointed.
"Forget it. He definitely won't carry such an important skill with him, but I'm overthinking it."
Yang Ji shook his head and quickly gave up the idea.
"Click!"
Suddenly, I don't know where my finger touched, and a slight mechanical sound came from my ears. The sound was not very loud, and you wouldn't notice it if you weren't paying attention.
But now, Yang Ji was the only one in the whole forest, and the sound of the sound made no difference like thunder in his ears. It immediately attracted Yang Ji's attention.
"It seems like the sect's token was issued..."
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he held the palm-sized token in front of his eyes.
Each disciple of the Iron Crown Sect has a token, which is the status symbol of the disciples of the sect, and Yang Ji carries one with him.
But Yang Ji clearly remembered that this kind of token was made of wooden blocks, and the whole piece seemed to be one piece. And because it was just a status symbol, the wooden token was ordinary and had no mechanism.
"Could it be..."
Yang Ji's heart suddenly jumped twice faster. He vaguely guessed something. He took off his disciple token from his waist and placed the two tokens side by side facing the sun.
Yang Ji's eyes were like candles. He held two tokens and compared them one by one.
"Exactly the same, exactly the same..., could I have made a mistake?"
Yang Ji secretly thought. The two tokens look the same, there is no difference. But if that is the case, then what was the sound he just heard?
Yang Ji weighed it with both hands and found that the weight was about the same. There was no difference. At least Yang Ji couldn't feel it.
"Try again, there must be something I didn't notice."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
Generally, whatever good things a "warrior" has, he has already used them and does not carry them all with him. But there is a problem with being as clean as Fang Bai.
It's too clean. It's impossible for a warrior of this level to have nothing on his body.
Yang Ji thought for a while and suddenly stretched out his fingers, groping for pattern after pattern just like before.
"Click!"
Another slight sound came into his ears. When Yang Ji's fingers touched a moiré-like bulge on the edge of the sect disciple's token, he finally discovered something abnormal. When Yang Ji's finger touched it, something suddenly appeared on the token.
A small gap the size of a pinhead.
"found it!"
Yang Ji was overjoyed. He pressed the moiré-like protrusion and pushed it upwards. Soon, a piece of wood the size of a fingernail was taken out, and a piece of wood appeared on Fang Bai's disciple token.
Come to the small cave in the dark pavilion.
Yang Ji looked at it and saw that it looked like a lump of silk.
"What is this? Why does Fang Bai have such a thing in there?"
Yang Ji secretly wondered. Silk Juan is usually something used by women. Could it be that Fang Bai had any other lovers that he liked, and it was a token of love from her, so he kept it with him all the time?
Yang Ji stretched out his fingers and carefully took out the silk silk inside. After completely unfolding it, Yang Ji finally understood that Fang Bai had brought this piece of silk with him.
This is not "silk" as imagined. To be precise, it is a piece of "silk". It is very light, almost as light as nothing. On the "silk" there are rows of small ink characters written on it, all of which are formulas.
There is even an ink and wash portrait of a character practicing the exercises beside it.
"Xiao Ah Bi Gong!"
Yang Jiannian read the fine print on it and hurriedly scanned a few lines. Yang Ji immediately took a breath.
The text on this piece of "silk" is very difficult and obscure, and seems to be more profound than Lin Qingyan's "Dian Mu Sword Technique" and Zhao Hua's "Ba Xia Fu Tian Fist".
"This is an extremely advanced skill. How could Fang Bai have such a powerful skill in his body!"
Yang Ji was shocked. Fang Bai was only at the fourth level of martial arts, but he possessed skills that were more powerful than "Dian Mu Sword Technique" and "Ba Xia Tian Fu Fist", which was surprising.
In the dark, Yang Ji remembered the "evil prince" mentioned by Fang Bai. Was it given to him?
It is common for "strong men" in high positions to reward those with skills, elixirs, swords, etc. This is a common thing. Yang Ji once saw "The leader of the Six Villages rewarded Zhao Wu with a copy of Taihe Demon Tiger Fist."
"Words like this.
Fang Bai took huge risks to work undercover in the Iron Crown Sect, so it was not surprising that he was rewarded with this kind of skill.
"Being able to be rewarded with advanced skills is definitely from the inner circle...I am afraid that my previous inference was wrong. I am afraid that Fang Bai's status is by no means as simple as that of an ordinary evil warrior."
Yang Ji thought and quickly focused his attention on this "silk".
The technique of "Xiao Ah Bi Gong" is very profound. Yang Ji just looked at it for a while and understood why Fang Bai drilled a hole in the Tieguan Sect's disciple token and set up a mechanism to hide it from others so that he could carry it with him.
The terminology of "Xiao A Bi Gong" is different from the "Dian Mu Sword Technique" and "Baxia Futian Fist" that Yang Ji has come into contact with. It is very difficult and ancient. The more advanced the technique, the more so, because it is completely
It is the need to express artistic conception.
Some mysterious artistic conceptions cannot be explained by popular words. Sometimes some allusions related to Taoism are even used, which leads to this situation.
Therefore, the best way to practice martial arts is to directly understand the "Sutras and Paintings", so as to understand the "intention" with "intention". Go straight to the core, thus eliminating the trouble of writing.
Fang Bai's "Xiao Ah Bi Gong" looks powerful, but he obviously doesn't understand it completely yet, so he keeps it with him in case he always tries to figure it out and understands its essence.
Yang Ji read it in detail, pondered in his mind, and then confirmed the nature of the exercise performed by Fang Bai. He had secretly understood some of the principles and artistic conception of the exercise.
"What Fang Bai should get is just a copy of the hand-copied version, and a weakened version so that he can practice when he is in the Blood Furnace Realm... Where there is a small one, there is a big one. Fang Bai's skills can help little Ah Bi Gong.
, I don’t know if there is a great A-bi skill. If there is, it would be really amazing. The evil lineage should not be underestimated!"
Yang Ji thought of Lu Wu, Pan Chen and Tian Junwen. The martial arts of the three were not inferior to Zhao Hua and Lin Qingyan, but when six "Little Zhoutian" level experts entered the "Wanfenling" adventure, they encountered a
A master of evil-doing. Three people died and three were injured, and almost the entire army was wiped out.
When Yang Ji heard it at first, he didn't take it seriously and didn't take it seriously. However, after going through Fang Bai's experience, Yang Ji understood how dangerous the situation Lu Wu and others were facing at that time.
"People of the evil lineage have deep scheming and clever methods. At the same time, they are very lurking. They are very good at killing people with knives and sowing dissension. If you encounter these people in the future, you must be extremely careful."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
After looking at the "silk" for a while, Yang Ji roughly understood some of its meaning, then he balled up the silk again, pinched it into the size of a fingernail, and stuffed it into a small suet bottle.
"This skill is not trivial. I will try to figure it out slowly in the future."
Yang Ji put away his sword and quickly left the forest.
After about a few hours, Yang Ji finally saw the official road that was several feet wide. Following the twists and turns of the official road to the east, Yang Ji finally arrived at Langya City.
One day had passed since the battle between the "Tianyin Sect General Forum" and when Yang Ji arrived, the entire Langya City was already in an uproar.
More than 4,000 elite members of the imperial court were almost completely wiped out. This was something that had never happened before. For the imperial court, this was a huge blow.
"Unprecedented!"
"Yes! This old man has lived for decades and has never seen so many military masters die!"
"It's pitiful, so many people died!"
"They dare to kill even the military lords of the imperial court. These cult members should be cut into pieces without mercy!"
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Throughout the city, butchers smelling of blood, teahouse bosses, peddlers carrying burdens, traveling traders... were everywhere talking about this matter. (To be continued...)