He Yin was furious and was about to pursue him when suddenly a sharp pain came from his shoulder. Qin Mu used the scabbard to recall Shaobao's sword. Although the blow was not powerful, Shaobao's sword was too sharp and it still pierced his shoulder blade.
It left a big hole in his shoulder!
He Yin endured the pain, took out large and small jade bottles, and first applied the medicine to stop bleeding, then the medicine to treat the regeneration of broken bones, and then the medicine to promote muscle growth. However, the pain was severe and unbearable.
Behind him, a Fei Zong was grabbing medicine from the medicine jar, applying medicine on the neck of a Fei Zong who had been decapitated by Qin Mu, then grabbing the head of Fei Zong and placing it on the neck where the medicine had been applied.
The flying zombie's head shook and made a clicking sound, but his head was mounted upside down, facing behind him.
Fei Zong, who was "treating" him, seemed to be unconscious. He walked towards the one that was divided into two halves, put his body back together, and applied the smelly ointment on it.
Even if these flying zombies are decapitated or divided into two halves, they will not "die". As long as they are smeared with the ointment of the Corpse Immortal Cult and the severed limbs are connected, they can still be alive and kicking. It is really strange.
The Corpse Immortal Cult is accustomed to making corpses, and it does have its own uniqueness.
Suddenly, a sound broke through the air, and disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect came to He Yin quickly one by one. One of the female disciples was surprised and said: "Senior Brother He Yin, are you injured? Is that boy very strong?"
"Not strong."
He Yin's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said: "He is at the Wu Yao realm at most, but his cultivation is not bad, and his body skills are very strange, and he is proficient in sword control and spells. He has a sword, and the scabbard can automatically retract the flying sword, and this
The sword is extremely sharp, and my flying zombies can't stop it at all! His injuries are not light either, and he shouldn't be able to escape far now!"
Many disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect were startled. The female disciple said: "If you are proficient in sword control and spells, you must not have much attainment in combat skills. Let's catch up with him, capture him, and hand him over to the master!"
More than a dozen disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect left quickly.
He Yin stood up and was about to rush over when suddenly another figure flew towards him. He Yin was startled when he saw this person's face and quickly bowed and said: "Uncle Qiao!"
Uncle Qiao frowned and said, "The boy who killed the headmaster's son hasn't been caught yet, but you were injured by him. He Yin, you are becoming more and more capable."
He Yin felt ashamed and said: "Uncle Qiao, headmaster..."
"The headmaster already knows about this and is extremely angry. However, he is still trying to stabilize the situation and quell the riots in the city."
Uncle Qiao said: "The Yankang Imperial Army was severely damaged. All the heroes in the world took the opportunity to rise up and kill the traitors in order to rectify the government. Our Corpse Immortal Sect has made a name for itself this time. We first cut off the Yankang Imperial Army's wings and occupied Dijiang County. Dijiang County
Jiang County is the power of our Corpse Immortal Sect, and the foundation must be firmly established to wipe out all the remaining members of the National Master! Although the leader is heartbroken, he still puts the overall situation first."
He Yin said yes and said: "Master Uncle Qiao, please follow those junior brothers and sisters. Although that man is not old, he has a sharp sword in his hand that can turn into a fish and dragon..."
Uncle Qiao was surprised: "A sharp sword that turned into a fish and dragon? What is its specific shape? Please tell me in detail!"
He Yin talked about the Shaobao Sword and the weird scabbard. Uncle Qiao was shocked and said in a voiceless voice: "This is the sword of a first-class official in the imperial court, a first-class treasure in the world! We, the Corpse Immortal Cult,
There is no such powerful treasure! How could such a valuable treasure appear in this young man? Could it be that he is the son of a first-class official in the imperial court?"
His eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "This sword is amazing. It is God who asked me to teach Daxing to give him a first-class sword! I will take this sword back!" After that, he ducked away.
He Yin frowned and thought to himself: "The sword of a first-rank official? This is a treasure that symbolizes the status of the imperial court. How could a first-rank official give the imperial sword to his heir? Uncle Qiao didn't think carefully... This
It’s better to report this matter to the headmaster as soon as possible!”
He hurried to Dijiang County.
Uncle Qiao followed the footsteps left by Qin Mu and the disciples of the Corpse Immortal Cult. Suddenly, he frowned slightly and saw the first corpse, that of a disciple of the Corpse Immortal Cult.
There was a line of blood on the throat of this disciple of the Corpse Immortal Sect, but there were no other injuries. There was no blood on the side. Judging from the wound, it seemed that the tip of the sword was applied to the throat and the two major blood vessels in the throat were cut.
From the perspective of drawing the sword, this disciple of the Corpse Immortal Sect should have been flying with his feet on the yellow watch paper, and was attacked from behind. Before he could react, the sword was wiped across his throat.
But strangely, there was no blood nearby.
Uncle Qiao frowned. This could only mean that this disciple did not die here, but flew in the air for a while before being dropped.
His blood had already flowed out in the air.
what does that mean?
It means that the boy who killed him is standing behind him!
This disciple must have stepped on the yellow paper and rushed forward, looking for traces of Qin Mu, but the young man quietly appeared behind him, wiped his neck with a sword, and then pressed his body against his back.
Controlling his sword box, yellow papers kept flying out of the sword box and spreading forward.
This young man also controlled the corpse of the disciple of the Corpse Immortal Cult to move forward, making it look like it was alive and keeping up with the other disciples of the Corpse Immortal Cult.
"This is the art of controlling corpses!"
Uncle Qiao's face changed slightly: "This young man also knows how to control corpses! My teaching disciples are in danger! But having said that, there seems to be no first-class official in the Yankang court who is proficient in controlling corpses. Where did this young man come from? Where did he learn it?
The method of controlling corpses?”
It's late at night and it's about to reach the third watch. Although there is still moonlight, we can't see clearly or very far.
Uncle Qiao could imagine that Qin Mu must have taken advantage of the darkness to control the corpses of the disciples of the Corpse Immortal Cult. When he approached other disciples of the Corpse Immortal Cult, it would be difficult for them to be on guard. By the time he could see clearly, it would be too late to avoid them.
His sword!
In addition to the Corpse Immortal Cult, there are also other evil cults and demon sects that have methods of controlling corpses, but their spells are different.
The Corpse Immortal Cult can be said to be a leader in controlling and raising corpses, but its reputation is not very good.
And from the perspective of Qin Mu's corpse control method, I'm afraid it is extremely remarkable. He can control the corpse of the corpse after killing a disciple of the Corpse Immortal Cult, so that it is still as if it is still alive, so that other disciples of the Corpse Immortal Cult can't see any flaws.
This kind of corpse control technique is extremely rare.
"Some are like the corpse control method of the Demon Cult..."
Uncle Qiao continued to chase forward, and soon he saw the second corpse, then the third corpse, and the fourth corpse...
The corners of his eyes twitched as he saw the seventh corpse. This corpse had no human skin. The human skin had been peeled off, but there was no blood. Even though the skin had been peeled off, not a trace of blood flowed out.
Uncle Qiao's expression changed drastically, and he exhaled a breath: "Creating the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu! This young man is a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect!"
The corpse was unrecognizable, which meant that Qin Mu could be any one of the chasing disciples now!
A fierce light flashed in Uncle Qiao's eyes, and he continued to pursue. Not long after, he met several disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect. These people gathered in a group and stared cautiously around but did not see him coming. Several of them were
He breathed a sigh of relief.
One of the disciples shouted: "Uncle Qiao..."
Uncle Qiao flicked his fingers, and needles as thin as cow hairs flew out and shot into the eyebrows of these disciples like lightning!
The eyes of these people suddenly became dull, their souls quickly disintegrated, and they foamed at the mouth.
This needle is Uncle Qiao's spiritual weapon, called the Corpse Killing Needle. As long as the needle is hit, the soul will melt and turn into a walking corpse with a body and no soul. Even the gods of Da Luo cannot save it!
A female disciple quipped: "Uncle Qiao, why..."
Uncle Qiao quickly walked around, inspecting the bodies of these disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect, and frowned slightly.
He didn't find Qin Mu!
If Qin Mu used the Heavenly Demon Sect's Creation Heavenly Demon Skill to peel off his skin and transform into a disciple of the Corpse Immortal Sect, there should be a red line on his skin, but none of these disciples have any red lines!
This shows that Qin Mu is not among them!
"Oops, I fell into a trap! I killed the wrong person."
Uncle Qiao's eyes twitched, he looked at these disciples of the Corpse Immortal Cult, and silently considered: "If we keep their corpses, I'm afraid they will be noticed by the headmaster and a few other old ghosts, so it would be safer to destroy the corpses and eliminate any traces."
.”
He flicked his nails, and the powder hidden in his nails flew out and fell on these people. The flesh and blood of these Corpse Immortal Cult disciples immediately melted, and even their bones and clothes were melted away, turning into pools of blood.
Pus.
Uncle Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, squinted his eyes and looked around, but found no trace of Qin Mu. Suddenly his body shook, and countless red dots flowed out from under his Taoist robe, but they were thousands of corpse crickets.
These corpse crickets flapped their wings and flew away in all directions. The moon set in the west, the east turned white, and groups of red corpse crickets flew in the air, like fireflies wandering in the wild before the sun rose.
"The sword of a first-class official is enough to be used as a treasure to suppress the religion."
Uncle Qiao raised his head, looked at the morning glow in the east, and murmured: "Headmaster has been sitting in this seat, it's time to move his butt..."
Daxu, Disabled Elderly Village.
"Mu'er, it's time to get up and eat, why are you still sleeping?"
Granny Si had just finished saying this and couldn't help but be stunned. Qin Mu had been away for a few days. In the past few days, she would cook an extra portion every time she cooked, and then she would call Qin Mu over for dinner. She would forget about Qin Mu every time.
Mu has left the village.
Granny Si sighed and finished her breakfast in silence alone. She threw the pots and dishes aside without washing them and sat at the table in silence.
Suddenly, the little old woman got up, tiptoed into the room, tidied up, then tiptoed out of the house with a basket in her hand, and walked out of the village.
At the entrance of the village, the pharmacist and the village chief were still drinking tea, enjoying themselves leisurely.
Granny Si turned a blind eye to the two of them and walked out with the basket in her arms.
"Old lady Si, do you want to leave the village without saying a word?" the village chief said leisurely.