Li Qingming's heart was shocked, and he immediately wanted to use his escape technique again, and attacked again with his sword, trying to delay time.
However, at this moment, a heavy pressure hit his heart. Li Qingming felt his eyes go dark, and he opened his mouth to spit out a cloud of blood mist.
"you……"
He looked back in shock and anger, staring at the fire phoenix spreading its wings in the sky, intending to cover the sky: "You actually..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the phoenix fluttering its wings and swooping down, its beak swallowing it up instantly.
Huh…….
A strong wind came and the vision disappeared.
Li Qingming was seen gushing blood from his mouth and nose, his breath was weak, and he was clutching the stick tightly with both hands.
Ji Changyun tilted his head, gently picked him up, and said with a sigh: "If you didn't practice swordsmanship, you wouldn't be like this."
Sword cultivation is a branch of monks, just like body cultivation, it is the kind that goes to extremes.
Applied to the game template, sword cultivators are equivalent to assassins, ordinary monks are mages, and physical cultivators are like human shields.
In ancient times, the reason why Jiange was so awesome and the swordsman cultivators were so famous was purely because of the assassin Tian Ke Mage, who could run away even if faced with a human shield cultivator.
But the problem is, that was ancient times, and now... times have changed.
In order to deal with demons, warriors should not first make themselves more awesome in certain aspects, but first make up for their shortcomings...
In other words, warriors are basically rough-skinned and fleshy, and can at least withstand beatings better than monks.
Some warriors even practice hidden weapons and long-range methods. The reason for doing this is to deal with strange monsters.
A swordsman like Li Qingming would have been an expert in ancient times, but compared to a martial artist, he was much inferior, and besides, he was in a bad competition.
If Ji Changyun hadn't wanted to hide his identity and still wanted to catch him alive, Li Qingming would have died long ago and wouldn't be alive now.
"you……"
Li Qingming's lips trembled, and she struggled to make a sound: "You actually know the Sword Shadow Step? You have the inheritance of the Sword Demon..."
Just now he wanted to use his sword to hold Ji Changyun back, but at the critical moment, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his consciousness, as if a sword had penetrated his skull.
Immediately afterwards, he lost contact with his natal sword that he had been practicing for hundreds of years.
Because of this, Li Qingming did not escape Ji Changyun's attack.
"Eh? You can actually see that?" Ji Changyun looked surprised: "Did Duguhong ever come to Fangcun Mountain?"
"He has been here."
Li Qingming gasped hard and gritted his teeth and said: "But he was severely injured by my master and escaped by chance."
"Severe damage?"
A clear understanding appeared in Ji Changyun's eyebrows: "So that's what happened."
He had always wondered where Duguhong got the inspiration to create the secret technique of attacking the mind. This method was very similar to that of a monk.
In the past, Ji Changyun thought that he should have learned it from the martial arts spread in the Sword Pavilion in the Yunhai Sword Ruins.
But now it seems that Duguhong should have fought against monks, suffered losses in this area, learned from it, and perfected it.
After all, according to time calculation, Duguhong was almost at his peak when he created the Sword Shadow Step.
Fang Cunshan's group of people have bad tempers, and if they meet a vicious person like Duguhong again, it would be strange if they don't fight each other.
And what can make Dugu Hong defeated must be the spell that attacks the mind.
After leaving Fangcun Mountain, Duguhong learned from the experience and finally created a similar move and incorporated it into Dugu Nine Swords.
After a moment of silence, Li Qingming suddenly asked: "The sword you just struck was created by the sword demon Duguhong, right?"
The reason why he was chased by Ji Changyun was because his mind was severely damaged just now, and his connection with his natal magic sword was cut off.
This move coupled with the Sword Shadow Step caused Li Qingming to make some guesses.
"That's right."
Ji Changyun thought for a while, then nodded and admitted: "Dugu Nine Swords, the eighth sword."
Li Qingming's face trembled, and he couldn't help but lost his voice: "He actually did it, how is this possible..."
Ji Changyun frowned and said, "Actually, what you monks are talking about is mysterious. The so-called cultivation of gods means condensing the will of the soul."
"In the words of a warrior, this is an upgraded version of martial arts will. It's not that martial arts cannot cultivate gods, but it has not yet found a way."
"You may not believe it, but Duguhong did take that step before he died. It's a pity... that he didn't catch up."
Li Qingming fell into silence. Although he didn't want to believe it was true, he did receive such a sword just now.
Moreover, he has already fallen into his hands, so there is no need for the other party to lie in this regard.
What makes Li Qingming even more desperate is that judging from Ji Changyun's revealed strength, this person is probably more terrifying than Duguhong back then...
Even Duguhong couldn't do it, reaching the astrological realm at such a young age.
"Say it."
Ji Changyun looked around and asked casually: "Which mantra is it and whose hands it falls into?"
Li Qingming closed his eyes and said calmly: "Just kill me, I won't tell you."
Ji Changyun stared into his eyes and said softly: "As far as I know, there are three Taoist masters in Fangcun Mountain, and the mantra should be among these three."
As soon as he said this, the corners of Li Qingming's lips moved, and he couldn't help but look away from him and glanced down to the left.
"Huh?"
Ji Changyun looked at his reaction and was stunned for a moment: "It's not in the hands of the three of them? Is it in the hands of their apprentices?"
Good guy, this was really beyond his expectation.
Ji Changyun asked this question just because he wanted to know who holds the mantra.
When you go back and learn the result of the battle from the mouth of the Dragon King, and know whose hands the person holding the mantra died in, you can then find a way to get it.
Ji Changyun really didn't expect that such a good thing as the mantra would not be in the hands of the strongest people, but in the hands of others.
Li Qingming stiffened and said in a deep voice: "You are destined to not get it from Dao Master Chen."
Ji Changyun smiled: "When you say this now, you are trying to conceal it. On the contrary, I am sure that the truth is not in the hands of the Taoist master."
"you……"
Li Qingming raised his head angrily and glared at him.
"Apprentice? Heir?"
Ji Changyun looked into his eyes and said calmly: "Your eyes moved again. It seems that in the hands of the heir, whose heir is it? The boss? The second child..."
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Li Qingming's eyes flashed with light, and he turned into two sharp swords and stabbed Ji Changyun who was very close at hand: "Heavenly Sword..."
Click~!
Ji Changyun turned his head to avoid it and smashed his heavenly spirit with his backhand: "Perish together? You are thinking too much."
As he spoke, he flicked his finger lightly.
Several rays of true energy shot out through the air, the outgoing force was as sharp as a sword, and the incoming force was as soft as a finger.
In just a few breaths, the true energy attracted several monks.
Although they were struggling desperately, Ji Changyun's control over the true essence was too abnormal, and the true essence had penetrated into the acupoints all over their bodies, completely sealing their spiritual veins.
"I ask, you answer."
Ji Changyun showed a friendly smile to them: "The answer is correct, let you go."
A young monk glared at him and spat and cursed: "Bah, you thief! Are you dreaming...ahhhhh..."
The remaining monks shuddered and watched with fear as countless true essence threads drilled in and out of this person...
In just a few breaths, the man's skin was completely peeled off, even seven layers were peeled off, and the monk was still alive.
Not everyone can bear such a bloody and cruel scene.
Soon, some people couldn't hold it anymore and cried with tears streaming down their faces: "You, you asked, I told you, I told you everything...please don't kill me."
"Very good, you are so good."
Ji Changyun raised a finger with satisfaction: "First question, how many heirs do the three Taoist masters of Fangcun Mountain have?"
The monk hurriedly said: "I, I, I know, Dao Master Chen has two sons, Dao Master Liu has a daughter, Dao Master Wu... has no heirs."
"That's it."
Ji Changyun squinted his eyes, recalling Li Qingming's reaction just now.
After a while, he suddenly asked: "Is Master Liu's daughter married?"
The other person also wanted to survive and hurriedly answered: "Yes, yes...that is, it is Senior Qing Ming."
Ji Changyun frowned: "If that's the case, then the Caiyun in his mouth..."
Two people gave in, and the rest felt that there was no point in persisting, and that it was better to live than die.
As a result, everyone started talking nonsense, fearing that if they didn't speak, they would be killed by Ji Changyun... No, it should be worse than death.
"Senior Caiyun and Senior Qingming also have a daughter."
"Yes, yes, but his daughter has no spiritual veins and was sent away when she was very young."
"I heard that it was given by Dao Master Liu personally. After all, she is also his granddaughter."
"However, this was more than two hundred years ago. She must have..."
"very good."
Ji Changyun nodded with satisfaction, casually shot them to death, and found Li Qingming's body according to his memory.
Thinking of Li Qingming's reaction at that time, he was 80% sure that the truth was in the hands of his heir, and the daughter was probably still alive.
Once things have reached this point, the rest will be easy.
It is not difficult to find out the whereabouts of his bloodline by using Li Qingming's corpse and deducing from the Wentian Jade Scroll.
"There is no rush."
Ji Changyun muttered, looking at the palaces and pavilions in the distance, showing a kind smile: "Fangcun Mountain itself is also a big treasure."
If compared with the sects in China, Fangcunshan should be similar to the Shenhuang Sect, which is the sect that Nanchuan's sister Nanyu belongs to.
But compared to Dongxu Valley where Nan Sheng's mother is located, it is still one level lower. After all, Dongxu Valley is the absolute hegemon of a state, and it is also a wealthy state.
Calculating it this way, Fang Cunshan's strength is actually pretty good.
If he makes a plan to return to the Middle Earth, he should be able to become the hegemon of a state in a barren place like Jinyun State.
Well, this is no exaggeration at all.
The gap between states is huge, a bit like the difference between provincial capitals.
Jinyun Prefecture is one of those very poor, extremely poor, and extremely remote prefectures. After all, it is next to southern Xinjiang.
"I hope I can find some books on spiritual cultivation."
Ji Changyun let out a vague grunt, lightly tapped his feet, and then disappeared from the same place in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing but devastated ruins all over the place.