Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh unknown fruit
Even Wu Guzhi from Nantianyuan came specifically to see Lin Yi with this coachman, and even specifically told Lin Yi that this coachman was not simple, so the coachman named Yu Zengxue was certainly not simple.
"Although most of the remaining members of the sword pavilion are useless, they have been closed by the emperor's order. Without the permission of the people in the pavilion, no outside practitioners can enter. If the high-ranking officials and generals of the Ministry of War want to enter, they also need the emperor's handwriting." Yu Zengzhen seemed to know.
He was dull, but his speech was extremely clear, "And Jiange is not all mediocre and useless people like the rumors."
Lin Yi hummed, thought for a while, and asked respectfully: "If a practitioner at the middle level of Chengtian Realm or even at the peak of Chengtian Realm goes to Jiange, can he kill all the people in Jiange?"
Yu Zengxu shook his head simply, "It seems to the outside world that he can kill, but in fact he cannot."
"Then I have to go and get in the car."
"Since the outside world seems to be able to kill, those people will go there if they don't know it. If we don't hurry up, those people will fly to the fire and be killed by the people in the sword pavilion, and there will be no survivors. As for the sword pavilion, if we are not allowed to enter, we
The same goes for finding a place to guard outside."
Lin Yi asked Wang Pingyang and Huang Qiutang to squeeze into a carriage with him, and asked Rong Yi, who was originally with him, to go to the back first and squeeze in.
"How do you know so clearly?"
After getting on the carriage, Lin Yi couldn't help but ask.
"Don't ask why. In addition to what I just said, what I can tell you is that the exercises practiced by these practitioners come from the Northern Wei Dynasty, from the Demon Sect master." Wang Pingyang looked at the carriage.
The inner wall shone faintly with brilliance, and his calm eyes began to shine with shock.
No one can be said to have perfect strategies. Lin Yi did not expect that Wang Pingyang was one of them. He just subconsciously associated this with Huang Qiutang.
"There is such a skill in the world. It is like directly robbing others of their cultivation by killing people."
Lin Yi frowned and couldn't help but say this, but regarding the technique itself, he didn't feel much excitement in his heart.
He himself is not an ordinary Zhenyuan practitioner. Since there is a completely different way of practice like Da Jura in the world, there will naturally be other means of practice that are different from the mainstream.
It's just that this kind of method of the Demon Sect has not been recorded at all, even in the unusual talks and notes he has read.
"What do you think?"
Huang Qiutang has always been best at being a gentle listener. She looked at Lin Yi's frown and asked softly: "If you happen to get this kind of skill, will you bear it?"
Do you keep practicing?"
"Of course not."
Lin Yi shook his head simply, "If you always want to kill someone, you are likely to be killed. The most important thing is that it is easy to become addicted to it. If you kill like these people indiscriminately, you will be the enemy of the whole world. Especially the practice itself.
, just like climbing a mountain, the number of cultivators who have cultivated to the level of spiritual consciousness is not very large. Who will you kill when the time comes? Such a shortcut along the way, in the end, it is impossible to kill those who rely on their own cultivation to rank higher than you.
Those people in front."
Wang Pingyang was stunned.
He didn't expect Lin Yi to see the problem this way.
Lin Yi's view is indeed unique, but it is also extremely practical and reasonable.
Even if you kill people all the way to become a semi-saint, and there are saints above you, can you kill the saints, absorb their cultivation, and then surpass the saints?
"So it's just that these people can't understand that for them, this kind of skill itself is not feasible." Huang Qiutang looked at Lin Yi and Wang Pingyang, and said slowly and softly: "For Lord Demon Sect, since he is now
He has been able to truly step into the holy level. If he can continue to practice with this method, then he still needs to think of so many ways to help the Northern Wei Dynasty, and he still needs to plan so many things. He only needs to keep killing people on the battlefield. If
For this reason, he quickly became the number one in the world."
Wang Pingyang had already had an in-depth conversation with Huang Qiutang before, so he reacted faster than Lin Yi at this time. He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said: "This truth does not make sense, so this technique itself should
There is a problem."
"It's not necessarily whether the problem lies with him or with the practitioners he taught." During the bumps of the carriage, Huang Qiutang narrowed his eyes slightly, "He won't do things so straightforwardly and simply, and he won't take risks.
He only wanted to disturb the peace in the rear of the Southern Dynasty because of the risk of his skills being known to the practitioners of the Southern Dynasty. Even apart from these few practitioners who were noticed by the military, there were also some who acted extremely cautiously and were not noticed by the military.
In the end, he became a being above the spiritual mind, but I always feel that this is not his real purpose. The role of one or two practitioners in this way is not as important as the victory or defeat of an army in battle."
"Could these practitioners be his test subjects?" Lin Yi looked at Huang Qiutang and felt that her words were very reasonable.
"Or is it that the exercises he teaches are inherently incomplete?" Wang Pingyang pondered, "Does he have an innate ability to control and restrain the people he teaches the exercises to?"
"Become a puppet under his control?"
Lin Yi frowned, "Maybe if he releases these people, they will be like people who help him collect food, and in the end these people will become his food?"
No matter how reasonable a guess is, it is just a guess after all.
Looking at Huang Qiutang's eyes at this time, Wang Pingyang suddenly understood two things.
One thing is that Huang Qiutang does not agree with any of the speculations made by him and Lin Yi. In her opinion, it may not be that simple.
Another thing is that he understood why Huang Qiutang wanted to provoke such a conversation.
No one knows what kind of problems will arise in the end unless they try it themselves.
He can try.
Even if there is an unimaginable danger in the end, it comes from the skill itself, or the demon sect will pick him as a ripe fruit.
But he finally got out of that kind of intoxication and depravity. Should he go in on his own?
Wang Pingyang lowered his head and remained silent.
Huang Qiutang still looked at him gently.
She knew that the young practitioner was still hesitant at this time, but she knew that he would figure it out sooner or later.
She has confidence in Wang Pingyang.
And she knew that Wang Pingyang would eventually figure it out. What she said at this time also meant that she was betting everything on Wang Pingyang.
If Wang Pingyang failed and died, she would die with Wang Pingyang.
It didn't take long. When Wang Pingyang raised his head and looked into her eyes, Wang Pingyang saw the meaning in her eyes.