"You're still talking glibly when you're about to die." The girl looked very impatient, but she didn't take action.
"Actually, you are the one who is about to die. Alas, what a pity!" Zhang Yang sighed.
"Do you think your Pure Yang True Fire can beat me? From my perspective, you have only reached the second level, so you are no match for me."
The girl rarely curled her lips, her words were full of disdain but showed her cute side.
His words shocked Zhang Yang. His Pure Yang True Fire was revealed unconsciously, and the other party could actually fully feel his cultivation.
But the other party is so confident, and coupled with his own perception of the cold air, his skill is definitely far superior to his own.
It's just that she seemed to have just come down from the mountain and was still curious about the world, so she didn't take action so quickly.
I'm afraid I've never seen a man in my sect. It's inevitable that I'll be moved when I meet such a handsome man. Zhang Yang actually thought of this without being ashamed at this moment.
"I admit that I am not your opponent, and it is not me who wants to kill you, but your master."
"Nonsense, my master raised me since I was a child, how could he kill me?"
The girl was furious, and the black fog around her became thicker and thicker. It seemed as if countless face contours began to appear in the black fog.
Zhang Yang felt that the pressure suddenly increased, and he was extremely irritable. His body was cooled down and he broke out in cold sweat, and was immediately dried by the pure Yang true fire.
"Your master is only over fifty years old, and he has already reached the fifth level of Yinmen ghost arts."
Zhang Yang pretended to be relaxed, crossed his legs and continued: "But you also know that the Yinmen Ghost Technique is above the third level. Without decades of cultivation, it is impossible to improve. Haven't you ever thought about why she improves so quickly?"
"Why? You know so much about our sect?" The girl asked with surprise on her pretty face.
She practices Yin Sect ghost arts, and of course she is very clear about her own sect's practice.
What Zhang Yang said was true, but the master had really reached the fifth level, which made him envious.
However, it was obvious that there was something in his words. Is there a better way to improve? I couldn't help but feel curious.
"Hey, tell me your name and I'll tell you why."
Although Zhang Yang was in danger, he still did not forget to ask for some benefits.
As a disciple of the Fu Medical Sect, he firmly believes in the saying that life and death are determined by destiny, and wealth and honor are in heaven.
Others think it is feudal superstition, but to him, everything is destined, which has resulted in his always calm and free character.
"Ling Bing'er." After thinking for a while, the girl finally said her name.
"There must be fewer and fewer sisters in your master's sect. Many of them are leaving quietly, right?"
"Yes, but they were kicked out by their master because they could no longer improve in practice."
"You also believe your master's lies."
Zhang Yang showed disdain on his face and continued: "As a side sect, the only way to quickly improve your cultivation is that she has eaten your sisters and absorbed their pure yin energy, so her cultivation can be so fast.
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"You are talking nonsense. I am the fastest in cultivation among the masters. Why didn't the master eat me?"
Ling Bing'er's pretty face was furious, and she waved her arms. Immediately, a dark wind blew up, and the room almost fell into darkness.
The ferocious face in the black mist began to struggle continuously, and its outline gradually became clearer. It opened its big black mouth, as if it was about to break through the black mist and swallow Zhang Yang.
"It's just because you cultivate so fast that you can reach the third level at your age, which is already a very good level."
Zhang Yang felt suffocated and began to breathe rapidly, but he still pretended to be relaxed and said: "Your master still hopes that you will advance to the next level before she will take action. It will definitely be more beneficial to her improvement of skills."
"My master won't do this to me if you stir up dissension. Go to hell."
Ling Bing'er was completely crazy. In fact, she believed his words. She was doubtful, sad and angry, so she took action without hesitation.
Orphans value and cherish the only family ties they have.
The master had raised her since she was a child. He was not considered loving, but he was nurturing. Zhang Yang's words were undoubtedly the biggest blow to her.
The ferocious face in the black mist immediately broke away from the black mist and rushed towards him with an icy breath.
Zhang Yang felt that the pure Yang true fire in his body expanded instantly under pressure, as if filling every cell in his body and almost bursting.
After his last experience in the villa, he was secretly happy, thinking that this was a sign that the Pure Yang True Fire would improve.
Qingling Talisman!
Zhang Yang waved his arm, and a beige talisman immediately flashed in his hand, burning with purple flames, which looked particularly dazzling in the black mist.
Bang!
The talisman exploded and turned into purple sparks that filled the sky, scattering towards the face that was coming towards me.
He knew that Ling Bing'er's Yinmen Ghost Technique had reached the third level of soul-suppressing, and the lonely ghosts in front of her were only controlled by her after she had suppressed their souls.
With her age and cultivation, she is definitely not capable of summoning souls and attracting ghosts. If the talisman can dispel her control over the souls, even if only a small gap is opened, these souls will disperse in a rush.
Of course, this is also his only chance, otherwise his soul will be swallowed up by the resentful spirit. If he is lucky, he will become crazy, and if he is not lucky, he will become a corpse.
"It's a small trick." Ling Bing'er showed a disdainful smile on her lips.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As she waved her arms gracefully, the sparks emitted from the talisman were concentrated in the sky for an instant, but were gradually swallowed up by the black mist.
Zhang Yang felt a sense of despair, originally expecting that the improvement of the Pure Yang True Fire would also bring him a glimmer of hope.
At this moment, I suddenly felt that my true energy was dissipated, and the pure Yang true fire that filled my whole body gradually disappeared, and my body became increasingly cold.
He could clearly see countless ferocious faces getting closer and closer to him, the thick smell of rotten corpses was nauseating, and the pure Yang True Fire seemed to be being eaten away bit by bit.
The body became extremely stiff little by little, and the cold breath penetrated into every nerve of the skin.
Facing the smell of death for the first time, I felt no fear, but felt helpless.
The three beauties are probably still chatting happily in the room. Will they be sad when they see their cold bodies when they come out?
Feng Yanran and Shen Xue will definitely be sad, and Ouyang Ting will definitely clap her little hands and dance with joy, Zhang Yang thought in pain.
The only regret is my own life experience, which unfortunately can never be solved.
Bang!
There was a loud noise.
Zhang Yang waved his arms and used all his strength to activate the remaining pure Yang true fire and swung it at the face that was coming towards him.
Yin and Yang collided, and one can imagine the result. The whole person flew up instantly and fell heavily to the ground.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Suffocation, despair...
Suddenly, the room was filled with golden light, and Zhang Yang saw that the ferocious face rushing towards him was instantly shattered, and the black mist began to dissipate.
Nine Yang Talisman!
Ling Bing'er shouted, and her pretty face immediately changed color, showing surprise and fear...
Zhang Yang lowered his head in a hurry and found that the jade gourd he had been wearing was shining with golden light.
The golden light gradually condensed, forming countless golden talismans floating in the air, flickering in and out of the black mist that had not yet dissipated.
"Release the nine yins and gather the nine yangs. It's a pity that you don't have a chance." Ling Bing'er sneered.
"Haha, life and death are fateful. I didn't expect that the Nine Yang Talisman would be on me." Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, feeling sad for the first time.
This was the only clue he had to know about his life experience. Unexpectedly, it was also the legendary Nine Sun Talisman. I am afraid that his master and uncle would be shocked when they found out.
He had heard from his master that although the Nine Sun Talisman was just a talisman, opening it could refine the body of the Nine Suns. Although he was in the Fu Medicine Sect, the master had only heard of it.
The Nine-Yang Body and the Pure Yang True Fire complement each other, and the divination and nine-turn soul-returning acupuncture techniques can reach the level of refining as the Nine-Yang True Fire improves.
The practice of pure yang true fire can also achieve the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. When the nine yin gather together, the dead can be brought back to life.
"You knew it was too late." Ling Bing'er flew towards him.
Indeed, although the Nine Yang Talisman is activated, it is difficult to exert its power with Zhang Yang's second-level Chunyang True Fire skill.
Xuanyin Kung!
Poetry!
Zhang Yang felt the cold wind coming and his teeth chattered from the cold, but he shouted in surprise.
"How dare you hit my husband? I won't take care of you."
Following the friendly and melodious voice, a familiar figure floated into the room. After a brief pause, he immediately greeted Ling Bing'er.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the room was extremely cold, gloomy and cold intertwined.
"Who are you?" Ling Binger's surprised voice sounded.
Obviously she didn't know about Xuanyin Kung Fu, so she didn't expect to encounter such a strong opponent, not to mention that it was difficult to distinguish between Zhiyin and Han.
"Zhang Yang, are you okay?" A concerned voice came, making Zhang Yang feel warm in his heart.
"Don't worry, you won't die." Zhang Yang replied with a wry smile.
He didn't know whether it was due to the injury or the strong cold and dark atmosphere in the room, but he couldn't see Shishi's face clearly, and could only see her familiar and graceful figure.
"As long as you don't die, I will avenge you."
"It's not shameful to call a man husband." Ling Bing'er's sarcastic voice came.
"I am the wife of his matchmaker." Shishi started to go crazy. Although she was really not ashamed, she hated what others said about her.
"I see that he lives with many women. Does he have many wives?"
Ling Bing'er had arrived at the villa a long time ago and knew very well the situation of Zhang Yang and the three beauties. She said this with a sense of ridicule, but of course she was telling the truth.
"If he dares to do that, I will castrate him immediately."
"Don't listen to her sowing discord." Zhang Yang felt cold in his heart, unconsciously protecting his little brother with his hands, and shouted.
Bang!
There was another loud noise, and the two fought again.
"Shameless villain, you actually attacked me secretly." Shishi scolded loudly, and the cold atmosphere in the room was like being in an ice cellar.
Boom! Boom!
"I'll compete with you again later."
The two of them suddenly separated, and as Ling Bing'er shouted loudly, her erratic figure rushed out the window like an arrow.
"Don't run away, let's decide the winner later."
Shishi had a character that refused to admit defeat and had a fiery temper. How could she tolerate the other party escaping easily? After shouting, she jumped out of the window and chased after him.
"Shishi..." Zhang Yang endured the pain in his chest, struggled to get up, rushed to the window, and shouted weakly.
I didn't expect that she would appear in this situation and save my life.
She knew she was here and would probably come back. But would there be any danger if she chased Ling Bing'er so impulsively?
The people in the underworld are all sinister and ruthless. What if she falls into the other party's scheme? (To be continued)