Chapter 257: Turn gold into pills and swords into pills
Whitestone Villa has become a place of death. From the front yard to the back yard, it is a mess, corpses are everywhere, and the whole family is almost wiped out.
Standing in the backyard, Wang Jingqi looked solemn.
Black Gold Soft Armor is made of Black Iron mixed with fine gold. It can not only block swords, but also remove Gang Qi and inner breath. Even if you look at Long Yuan Dao, it is considered a treasure armor.
Although Zheng Baishi is old, he is famous for his horizontal training and can be regarded as a man of steel.
However, he was punched through the soft armor by someone, and his strong energy and horizontal strength shattered all the muscles and bones in his body. It can be seen that the martial arts of the person who came here is almost crushing compared to Zheng Baishi.
"Qingzhou Grandmaster level warriors, headed by Wei Zhengxian, but Zheng Baishi would not dare to provoke him even if he had the courage to do so. Apart from that, there are not many who can kill Zheng Baishi with a straight punch..."
Zhou Li couldn't hide his emotion. He no longer thought that "this person's martial arts is not inferior to his own", but thought about who in Qingzhou has such martial arts.
Wei Zhengxian?
Fang Qidao?
Yufengxian?
Qigang?
Yu Lingxian?
Or those famous martial arts figures who have long since disappeared?
There are many masters in Qingzhou, but not many can rule the roost with fists, and even fewer can kill Zheng Baishi with one punch.
"Such a domineering punch..."
Wang Jingqi said to himself.
When Long Yuanwei performs his mission, he always ranks first in intelligence and second in food and grass. Before coming to Qingzhou, he had thoroughly reviewed the files of many masters in Qingzhou.
However, the boxing technique used to kill this beast was not included in the Qingzhou master's files.
On the contrary, it was very similar to the unparalleled boxing technique he had seen in Linlong Dao.
"grown ups."
At this time, Long Yuanwei came to report again. His face was ugly and he discovered the dark room.
Behind the rockery that was smashed by heavy punches, there was a secret passage. As soon as I approached, there was a stench and blood rushed towards my face. Wang Jingqi was at the forefront.
Soon, he stopped.
After the long secret passage, there is a very deep and huge open space, and the stench can also be heard from here.
Under the dim light of the torch, what appeared in front of everyone was a shocking scene. Hundreds of corpses with tragic deaths were piled up here indiscriminately.
At a glance, it looks like a mountain of corpses.
"Sir, most of these corpses are men and women in their prime. The men are missing two pills from the front of the vagina, and the female's golden groove is mostly sealed by catgut..."
The ugly-looking Long Yuanwei reported in a deep voice:
"This is evil magic alchemy..."
"The yang pills and yin pills taught by Liansheng..."
Zhou Li's face darkened.
The refining of real elixirs is cumbersome, and it is by no means what ordinary people think of: boiling medicinal materials, drying them, and kneading them into pills.
Most of them are obtained through various strange rituals.
Dan pills are not just plants and trees, the legendary gods and gods can even turn gold into pills and swords into pills.
But in this world, the vast majority of forces cannot refine elixirs, and even if they can, their output is pitifully small.
Therefore, evil methods of alchemy appeared.
The Yang Pills and Yin Pills of Liansheng Cult are one of them.
It is extremely easy to collect the raw materials for this kind of elixir, and the preparation of the elixir is much simpler than that of orthodox elixirs, but the method of making the elixir is extremely terrifying.
Yang pills are meant to open up a man's lower abdomen, take out the two pills from the front and bottom of the abdomen using a secret method, and fill them with the unfinished elixir.
Yin Dan is even more serious. It is stuffed into the golden groove and then sutured with thread, just like a ten-month pregnancy, so that it can be conceived.
On the day when the elixir is completed, although the person who inherits the elixir will not die, his vitality will be severely damaged. Especially a young person with strong blood energy can only inherit two or three elixirs.
"No wonder Zheng Baishi made a fortune so quickly, and he was able to recruit so many good blood-transformers. No wonder the number of refugees fleeing Deyang Mansion was so much less than expected..."
Wang Jingqi walked through the mountain of corpses. With his eyesight, he could see some messy footprints leading to another secret passage.
It must be that the person who killed the villagers saved the undead people and sent them away through a secret passage from there.
"There should be survivors who can escape from here. Send a few people to catch up and investigate. If there are people from Baishi Villa, they will be killed. If they are refugees, escort them to the nearest porridge shed!"
"yes!"
Several Longyuan guards moved upon hearing the sound and ran after him through the secret passage.
After the rest of the people cleaned up hastily, they followed Wang Jingqi out of Baishi Villa, rode away on horseback, and rushed to the next place.
However, when they arrived at the next manor, they were still in a mess, and traces of the Liansheng Cult were also found.
"This is no coincidence!"
Looking at the miserable corpse that was smashed into the ground like a gopher, Wang Jingqi frowned.
In a year of severe drought and disaster, human life is as cheap as grass. The common vendettas in Jianghu are not a big deal at first, but in two consecutive places, the deaths are still so consistent.
This is not like a vendetta.
Is it more like a strangulation targeting the Yu Liansheng Cult?
"Could it be Qi Gang?"
Zhou Li stood up and guessed:
"Jinyiwei has been in Deyang Mansion for several months. With Qi Gang's jealous temper, it would not be surprising if he found traces of the Liansheng Cult and took action."
"Qigang?"
Wang Jingqi shook his head:
"Qi Gang dominates Qingzhou with the Peng Mo Zhen Gang and the Great Demon Subduing Fist. The characteristics are too distinct. This boxing method is more domineering than the Great Demon Subduing Fist. It is similar to the 'Ba Fist' in five points, but it is different...
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"Ba Fist? Prince Zhao's Ba Fist?!"
Zhou Li took a deep breath and leaned over to check again. After taking a closer look, he discovered the characteristics of Ba Fist.
Baquan is a world-shaking boxing technique created by Zhang Xuanba, King of Zhao of Xifu, after the battle at Liujishan.
This boxing is an excellent martial art, but like the Great Demon-Subduing Fist, it can be practiced in the place of exchanging blood, and it does not have much restriction on the inner breath.
"The murderer is only one person, not Qi Gang, nor Fang Qidao."
Wang Jingqi was very sure.
Zhou Li was slightly frightened.
In the world of martial arts, famous figures often disdain to take action against those whose martial arts are far inferior to themselves, but the person who took action this time was merciless.
There is a strong tendency to kill gods when encountering gods, and to kill demons when encountering demons.
"Spread out, and you and I will lead our own teams and go to other rivers and lakes forces respectively. I want to see who this 'hero' is who is doing harm to the people!"
Wang Jingqi stood up and gave a decisive order:
"But I don't believe that there are so many of us that we can't catch up with him?"
No matter how high one's martial arts skills are, it is impossible for a person to kill all his opponents in a hurry. He believes that there will definitely be fish that slip through the net.
Finding out this person's identity is inevitable, sooner or later.
"yes!"
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Long Yuanwei's mobility was extremely strong. When the dragon and horse were mobilized, they were as fast as fire. In just a few days, they could cover thousands of miles.
However.
Baishi Villa, Chenshan Villa, Golden Knife Garden, Nandou Fort...
Everywhere the well-known forces in Deyang Mansion were plowed through and eliminated completely!
Even though traces of the Liansheng Cult were found among these forces, the ferocity of this person's killings still frightened even Long Yuanwei.
However, the one who was more frightened than them was Mu Huan.
"Is his physical strength infinite?!"
In the night, Mu was still running away with disheveled hair, but his heart sank to the bottom, and despair filled his mind.
Baishi Villa, Chenshan Villa, Golden Knife Garden, Nandou Fort...
In the past ten days, he traveled thousands of miles and visited all the forces and sects that were connected to him.
But just by escaping, he exhausted almost all his energy and emptied all the pills he carried.
But the people behind him, after successively wiping out many of the forces listed above, were still chasing after him, as if nothing had happened.
The pursuer's physical strength seemed to be endless, but his physical strength was almost exhausted.
How could this not make him despair?
Countless times, he wished he could go back and fight to the death, but...
Whoosh!
In the night wind, Yang Yu moved with the wind, rising and falling like a dragon and running like a snake.
"The power of the Lian Sheng Cult is really terrifying..."
Whispering in my heart.
The horror of the Liansheng Cult lies not only in its direct descendants who worship the Nine Holy Mothers, but also in its branches like Qi Longsheng who are spread all over the world.
Its true horror lies in the darkness.
Joining the Liansheng Cult is too simple. You only need to get to know any believer, and then invite the statue of any one of the Nine Holy Mothers into your home, and you will be considered a believer.
As a result, Lianshengjiao is everywhere.
The rivers and lakes are far away, the temples are high, the martial arts sects, the aristocratic families, and even the Gonggun princes in the court, no one knows how many followers the Liansheng Sect has.
In ten days, he fought in seven strongholds and killed more than hundreds of people?
And this is just a corner of Deyang Prefecture. Looking at the entire Deyang Prefecture, the seven prefectures of Qingzhou, the three Longyuan Prefectures, the Nine Dao of the Ming Dynasty, and the Three Kingdoms of the World.
How many followers should there be in Liansheng Cult?
"Huh? Changed direction again?"
As his thoughts turned, Yang Yu's eyes narrowed. Whenever night fell, Mu Huan would turn around, and he would usually disguise himself before dawn, when the sky was darkest.
Unfortunately, he regarded the night as day, and Mu's actions that he thought were hidden were almost unobstructed in his eyes.
At this moment, driven by a strong desire to survive, Mu Huan began to disguise himself again, mustered up his remaining strength, and headed south.
"Aren't you going to go around in circles?"
Yang Yu felt cold in his heart.
There were dozens of experts in the valley where Qi Gang was ambushed, and there was only one reason why he singled out the man in front of him.
That is, this person's desire for survival is the highest among all the people in the valley.
That night, he went on a killing spree. Almost everyone in the valley, when faced with a dilemma, turned back sooner or later to fight him.
Only Mu Huan, from beginning to end, never had a single move with him head-on.
Only people who cherish their lives like this will find ways to survive even if they know their purpose, as long as they are not in a complete desperate situation.
"He's slowed down!"
"His physical strength is not infinite, right! There are hundreds of thousands of people, not to mention masters like Zheng Baishi among them. Even ordinary people, they still have to spend a lot of energy, right?"
"He's reaching his limit!"
Mu Huan loosened his grip on the Burning Pill, his eyes were fierce, and he roared, squeezing out the last of his inner breath and physical strength, and accelerated and ran: