In the peaceful capital city, deep in a deserted alley.
The ground was wet with blood, and three men were lying in a pool of blood. Two of them had been exhaling more than they could inhale. It was not known whether they were too seriously injured or unbearable, and they were already unconscious.
The only skinny man who was awake was already dying, but he was still enduring Xu Heng's torture.
"Tell me, where is the headquarters of the Destiny Cult? How many strongholds does it have? How many members do you know?"
"What? I asked you this question just now? Nonsense, of course I know. Now I want to test whether your answers will be inconsistent."
"I, your mother, are asking questions and answering questions quickly. How dare you hesitate and think? Hurry up and explain."
"Who introduced you to Christianity? In what way? How many people are in the other person's family?"
"Oh, by the way, how many people are there in your family? Are your parents still alive? Can you still eat?"
"Congratulations on successfully surviving the second round. Now we are entering the third round, which is also the last round to confirm whether the caliber is consistent."
"Come, answer all the questions just now. You said that the Destiny Sect has appointed new people to replace you. When will they arrive?"
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Life is precious, no matter it is your own or that of others, no life should be underestimated.
Xu Heng understood this truth very early, so when facing these three men who had no power to fight back, he still had good intentions and kept his true intentions.
In order to prevent himself from becoming murderous and to prevent these three people from being frightened to death, Xu Heng did not kill them.
He waited until the three men were overwhelmed by the torture and fainted, and then he mercifully wiped off their necks.
"Fish are born in water and die in water; plants and trees are born in soil and die in soil; people are born in the Tao and die in the Tao.
"Now if you die on the road in this alley, I can give you a good death.
"Oh, I almost hate myself. To be so kind to the people of the cult is so holy."
Xu Heng shook his head and sighed.
Out of good intentions, he couldn't help but groped around the three corpses to collect the relics of the deceased.
Before the skinny man died, he still retained a trace of consciousness, and his face showed reluctance, fear, and despair.
He used his last breath, opened his heavy eyelids, and wanted to look at Xu Heng before he died. There was only one thought left in his mind - "I'm not as good as him for being a cultist."
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After placing the three corpses, Xu Heng also got up and left the alley.
High-end corpses often don't need to be handled too much. They can just be piled in a deserted corner and covered with a rag.
From them, Xu Heng collected three identity tags belonging to the Destiny Sect, plus a few stacks of yellow paper printed with unfamiliar characters, which should be banknotes from Ping An Jing.
But the most important gain this time is mainly reflected in the information aspect.
These three people came from a cult called the Destiny Sect. They obtained intelligence information through the traitors lurking in the Scorpion Army, and colluded with Heian Jing to conduct transactions.
However, not long ago, spies sent by Tianlao Camp assassinated most of their members, and even several superiors lost contact. These three people, in order of rank, temporarily took over the stronghold of Ping An Jing and controlled the remaining downline members.
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But the Destiny Sect has sent new members to take over the stronghold in place of the three of them.
The three of them were naturally unwilling, but there was nothing they could do.
As a result, I saw Xu Heng showing off his skills on the road, so I deliberately said those words to attract Xu Heng's attention, and prepared to use him to perform meritorious deeds and restore the trust and confidence in them within the church.
Unexpectedly, they managed to survive the search by Tianlao Camp spies, but met an old man, who in turn caused them to capsize in the gutter.
They die with their eyes open.
Xu Heng was quite satisfied with the result.
This time it is mainly due to three months of hard study in school.
When he had nothing to do, he suddenly came up with the trick of dividing solar terms into ten equal parts.
Senior sister said at the beginning that the equal division of solar terms is a technique and cannot improve one's strength.
But Xu Heng made a magical change on his own. After dividing each solar term into ten equal parts, the other equal solar terms were blended together to form an independent solar term.
The original normal use of solar terms is that one ray of solar terms can cast [No Trace] or [Cold Pursuit] once.
Multiple solar terms cannot be used together at the same time, nor can they have the power to superimpose and enhance abilities.
But after dispersing each solar term, and integrating one-tenth of the A solar term, one-tenth of the B solar term, and one-tenth of the other eight solar terms, it can actually be successful.
However, this kind of integration of human intervention cannot be perfect, and the solar terms produced will still have a sense of rejection. As a result, when using this solar term to display abilities, the effect is greatly reduced, and only one-third of the power of normal solar terms can be exerted.
For example, if you use this fusion of solar terms to cast [Without a Trace], the duration will not be reduced, but you can only hide part of your body and cannot be completely invisible.
The same is true for [Han Zhui], its power is also reduced to one-third.
But these are not important. What is important is that fused solar terms have characteristics that can be fused.
If it is 1/10 of the solar term, it can only exert one-third of the power of [Cold Pursuit] after fusion.
So using thirty parts of 1/10 solar terms, what will be the effect after fusion?
Xu Heng was trying this during that time, and with the influence of Beidou's talent, he really succeeded in trying it.
The result is 1/10th of thirty solar terms. After merging into one thick solar term, the feeling of repulsion is enhanced. However, when used to perform [Cold Pursuit], it is actually divided into three cold blades, which can attack different targets respectively.
The power of each cold blade is still only one-third of its original strength.
But this weakening is only relative to Xu Heng himself.
After all, his [Cold Pursuit] has been strengthened by six times. Even if it is weakened to one-third, it still has double the power of ordinary Xiaohan Festival.
Ordinary [Cold Pursuit] is already known for its destructive power, and it cannot be underestimated after it is doubled in power. Against second-level warriors and descaling season masters, it can be fatal with just one blow.
Xu Heng finally thought about it in reverse, increasing the fusion of solar terms can produce splitting attacks.
What will happen if the number of fusions of solar terms is reduced?
So after trying, three parts of 1/10 solar terms were fused and then used [Han Zhui] to form the small black light as fine as a needle.
Because of its lightness, it can be popped out directly.
Although the power will gradually decrease during the flight, as long as it hits the opponent, it will run around and destroy the opponent's body like [Cold Chase].
But because it is too thin, like a needle, when it is drilled into the opponent's body and destroyed, it will cause different kinds of pain and torture.
Therefore, it is not only suitable for torturing the enemy, but can also be used as a hidden weapon to catch you off guard and disrupt your opponent's movements.
Very cool!
So Xu Heng named these two newly developed capabilities.
The former is one qi transformed into three blades, so it is called "Three Blades".
Xu Heng is not sure whether he will be able to separate more cold blades in the future. After all, his current limit can only fuse 1/10 of thirty solar terms. Any more will lead to increased repulsion and direct collapse.
Therefore, the name [Three Swordsmen] is not only convenient for the appearance of four swords, five swords, etc. in the future, but also convenient for oneself to ask the enemy if he can receive his three swords.
As for the kind that is as tiny as a needle, he originally wanted to call it "cold needle", but the homophonic sound was too weird. A needle can be equated with a lottery, so "containing a lottery" will not work.
So it was finally named after [Hanmang].
A bit of cold light arrives first, and then the opponent howls and cries, how wonderful!
"From now on, I am the temporary godfather of the Tianming Sect's stronghold in Ping'an Capital. My name is Lao Liu."
Returning to the street and blending in with the crowd, Xu Heng took out a Tianming Sect identity card and muttered words in his mind to help him assume this new identity.
After dealing with those three people, he already had a new plan.
According to the internal hierarchy of the Destiny Sect, the highest person in charge of each stronghold is the godfather.
The godfather is responsible for coordinating the actions of all members of the stronghold, and is also responsible for handovers with Heianjing officials, and regularly reports the situation in the stronghold to the bishop.
Laoliu was one of the three men, and he also had the highest position among the three.
However, these three people were originally just middle-level leaders of the stronghold, but after the Tianlao Camp spies raided their stronghold, the high-level leaders were either dead or lost contact.
According to the order of succession, Lao Liu temporarily takes the position of godfather of the stronghold.
So Xu Heng decided to use his identity to eliminate this position.
Anyway, according to the three of them, most of the members of the stronghold have never met, and they only know each other's code names and contact methods.
This is also an important reason why their stronghold was still able to survive after the raids on Tianlao Camp.
The downline members they took over were also the group with the most concealed identities. They had never met each other, and most of them were still lurking within the Scorpion Army, entering a state of silence, waiting to be activated.
Moreover, the new members sent by the sect to take over the stronghold are still halfway through and have not met them yet.
Therefore, it is not too difficult to ban Laoliu's identity.
The only trouble was that the official who contacted Ping'an Jing was familiar with all three of them, and Xu Heng could not speak the language of Ping'an Jing.
"Learning a new language shouldn't be difficult...it's the easiest thing to memorize by rote."
Xu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and considered everything in his mind.
First, you need to pull out a few downline members and let them teach you the Heianjing dialect, and then go to meet with the officials of Heianjing and pretend that you are the new godfather sent by the sect to take over the stronghold.
On the other hand, before the real new godfather and other members arrive, they must find a way to intercept them and then deal with them quietly...
In this way, the Tianming Sect's stronghold in Ping An Jing can be captured without anyone noticing.
Finally, this layer of identity is used to collect intelligence in reverse and send it to the Scorpion Army to promote the victory of the all-out war.
In this way, even if you don't kill the target characters in the roster, you can still get a high score after clearing the level.
Perfect, the plan worked!
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Soon, it will be night.
Countless lanterns are lit up in Heian Kyo, and the lights are bright, giving you an exotic scene.
The streets were very lively with people coming and going.
During the day, Xu Heng left a lantern outside a tavern, which was also lit with red candlelight.
Most people walking on the street didn't care about the lantern. Occasionally, one or two people glanced at the lantern and left quietly.
After a while, they went to their respective contact points and received a confidential letter.
After opening it and looking at it, they had different expressions on their faces. Some were suspicious, some were frowning, and some were happy...
As the night gets darker.
The number of people walking on the street gradually decreased.
In a remote tavern, except for two clerks, there was only one customer, and it seemed extremely quiet.
The guest was dressed in black robes and wore a red devil mask with fangs growing out of the corners of his mouth and double horns on his forehead.
There is a glass of sake placed in front of his table, but it has not been moved at all. He is also sitting on a chair, which has not moved for a long time. He looks quite intimidating.