In the world of spiritual practice, life and death are commonplace matters. To them, sixteen human lives are not their own kin, so how can they really care about them.
All they cared about was how to please the people of the Tianxi Sword Sect, but after learning that he might be a disciple of the Zhongyou Dynasty, they began to retreat.
What a ridiculous scene.
Balian looked at the golden spear point across the young man's throat, and the intention of leaving in his heart had dissipated.
If people treat me sincerely, I will treat them sincerely.
Lin Guiyuan is a good person, but it's a pity that he has been isolated in the mountains and forests all year round and has no foresight.
This group of people seems to be upright and upright, but in fact they all have their own hidden agendas.
If he leaves like this, there is no guarantee that something will happen in this mountainous environment.
The white apes, forest gardens, fruit trees, mermaids, bananas...
He liked them all very much.
Balian took a deep breath, met the eyes of the two people without timidity, and said, "Yes, I'm from Zhongyou."
"He lied!" Wen Yu jumped out of the crowd, pointed at Bai Lian and said sternly: "This person is not from Zhongyou at all!"
Yang Zhao immediately took over Wen Yu's words and said: "Yes, although the people in Zhongyou are good at ghost ways, they will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. This person's identity is really suspicious. Even if he is not killed now, he must not be allowed to go back."
Balian said calmly: "I don't want to leave now."
Yang Zhao and Wen Kang were startled.
He then added: "If someone throws dirty water on me, I naturally have to clean up the matter."
Now that he is the body of a corpse demon, the corpse energy in his body must not be able to withstand the inspection of others.
Now it's better to follow Mr. Meng's words and use his identity as a disciple of Zhongyou to cover himself up, and then we'll see what happens next.
The arrival of these two Tianxi Sword Sect disciples was really weird.
Everything seemed to be full of coincidences and accidents. Since they were not traveling with Mr. Meng, how could they meet by chance in the mountains and be hunted by evil spirits?
Why did you attack him again after entering this mountain environment?
He was certain that he had not seen these two people when he went up the mountain to Orion's home that day. If he had simply passed by, he would not have left any impression.
From this we can know that these two people...have been hiding in secret!
Combined with the puppet and the magic core in Orion's house, Bailian felt that he had caught something.
Who exactly is the evil spirit probably remains to be verified.
After quickly sorting out his thoughts, Balian glanced at a certain direction in the crowd.
Then he slowly said: "You two said that I killed someone, but there is no evidence. I guess you won't believe me if I say that I am from Zhongyou, but aren't your origins suspicious?"
Anger filled Yang Zhao's eyes, and he said in a cold tone: "You are so impudent, a disciple of the Tianxi Sword Sect, how can I allow you to slander me?"
Bailian quickly looked away from the crowd, with a faint smile in his eyes.
He said: "It is true that there were sixteen corpses in Orion's home, but it has been more than ten days since Orion's home was burned to ashes by a fire. If I really killed someone, shouldn't I leave this mountain as soon as possible?
But I did not leave this mountain, but practiced in a cave not far from Orion's home. In these more than ten days, it was enough for the two of you to find me, but you didn't."
Having said this, Mr. Meng also had a faint appreciative smile on his face.
Lin Guiyuan turned his head slightly and glanced at Bai Lian, his eyes unexpectedly filled with a hint of admiration.
"Now that I am standing in this mountainous environment, the two of them started to attack. Such behavior makes me suspect that the two of them have ulterior motives."
The two eyes under the mask suddenly became extremely fierce, and the sword behind him could not help but want to unsheath it and take his life.
The slight smile on Mr. Meng's face immediately disappeared. He took a step forward and gently pushed away the spear that Lin Guiyuan had pointed at the young man's throat.
"You don't need to be so tense. You must be very clear about the temperament of the disciples of Zhongyou. Now there is only one question left, and that is whether this little brother Si Chen is really a disciple of Zhongyou. This may lead to misunderstandings. I have
A good idea can be recognized.”
Seeing the harmless smile on Mr. Meng's face, Parian's heart sank slightly and she said nothing.
The swords behind the two men stopped arguing, and Yang Zhao said impatiently: "How can you prove it?"
Mr. Meng smiled slightly and took out a magic talisman from his arms, which immediately caused everyone to exclaim.
"White Tiger Talisman?!"
"It's actually the White Tiger Talisman?! Oh my god, isn't Mr. Meng a casual cultivator? How could he have such a magical talisman without any support from his family?"
The White Tiger Talisman, as the name suggests, contains the mythical beast White Tiger. If you use the spiritual power to activate the Talisman, you can summon the spiritual tiger to help.
The talisman that can carry the white tiger's spiritual power is extremely limited. Even the red talisman cannot carry it. Only the higher-level blue talisman can control the white tiger.
At this moment, the talisman in Mr. Meng's hand is blue.
Yang Zhao and Wen Kang were both surprised and a little confused.
Even though the White Tiger Talisman is rare, how can you tell whether someone is a person in the middle of nowhere?
As my eyes wander——
Huang Kang's eyes narrowed sharply, and his tone suddenly turned serious: "No! This is not a white tiger, it is not painted with red cinnabar, that dark appearance... it is a Yin tiger! It is a Yin tiger talisman! It is not a white tiger, a mythical beast, but a heroic ghost.
Tiger!!"
On the blue talisman paper, there should have been vermilion talisman lines, but now they suddenly showed a dark color.
This talisman is no longer enough to be called a divine talisman, but a ghost talisman!
A faint wry smile appeared on Meng Zian's gentle face, and he said: "Everyone knows that I am a free-spirited person who has always been used to wandering around. This talisman was accidentally obtained when I was traveling in the Zhongyou Zone.
The ghost tiger in the talisman indeed belongs to the Yin spirit in the middle world. Seeing that I was happy to hunt, I kept it in captivity. It took me a full one hundred and fifty years to raise it before it reluctantly obeyed.
Although it is too reluctant to control this tiger for actual combat, it can be used to identify the bloodline of Zhongyou."
Everyone was suddenly shocked and secretly shocked.
The power of heroic spirits is infinite and terrifying, and Mr. Meng is also very ambitious. He actually dares to use a mortal body to trap the evil ghost Yinhu, and he is not afraid of suffering backlash.
But if you think about it from another person's perspective, if you get this talisman, can you resist the temptation of being possessed by a heroic ghost tiger?
Obviously it's not possible.
Even if he knew that the risk was extremely high, he might still make the same choice as Mr. Meng.
"Brother Si Chen, are you ready?"
Mr. Meng looked at Balian with a smile, his eyes still clear and without any negative emotions.
He said leisurely: "Although Yinhu is violent and cruel, he will never take the initiative to attack someone with Zhongyou bloodline without any reason.
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