Ask the Mirror Chapter 42: Restore
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Ming Lan shook his head slightly: "I don't like these dead things. I just glanced at them roughly, not more carefully than Monk Cheng Yan. You can ask him. I'm just curious about the one who was ordered to be hunted down by Palace Master Jin himself. Young man, what is his origin? ”
The implication of Master Ming is that there has not been a single cultivator in the precipice city for decades who dared to slap Bai Rifu head-on. What kind of capital does that guy named Yu Ci have? , dare to do such a thing?
Is it the Lichen Sect?
Even if Chengrong had already dealt with Yu Ci, he could not draw a conclusion lightly on this issue. I can only say sin and walk that way.
Beside the stream where nine people were lying dead, Manager Huang had already seen Cheng Rong approaching. He couldn't tell what the expression was on his face. He could only tighten his face and cup his hands as a greeting. Cheng Rong responded with a smile. This attitude alone made Manager Huang's face darker.
The enmity between Bairi Mansion and Wanlingmen has lasted for decades. The Bairi Mansion took advantage of the "exclusive power" to suppress the only enemy that could pose a threat to it, so that even though Wanling Sect had a powerful strength second only to the Bairi Mansion, it could only retreat with hatred. On the outskirts of the cliff city, business is bleak. In this context, the two sides cannot be said to be incompatible with each other, nor will they save each other any face.
When Cheng Rong wanted to go up and ask for help, Manager Huang walked away with a dark face. Cheng Rong had no choice but to suppress his regrets and lower his head to carefully inspect the condition of the body by the stream. After exploring a few things, he tightened his clothes. When he looked back, he realized that the little girl had the courage to run over, but was frightened by the miserable scene in front of him.
"My sister-in-law!"
Chengrong wanted to cover Jiu Yatou's eyes, but she dodged him. The little girl squinted her eyes, wanting to see but not daring to look, so she had to hide behind Cheng Rong. When she gathered enough courage, she would peek out again. After doing this three times, she got used to it.
"It's up to you!" Although Cheng Rong felt it was inappropriate, he didn't want to get used to a shameless rich lady coming out. Due to the conflict, he could only take a cursory look, holding the little girl's hand, and walked to the farthest place from the stream. In front of the corpse.
This body belongs to Si Long. At this time, sitting cross-legged in front of the corpse was Monk Cheng Yen of the Pure Water Altar.
The corpse with half of its body blown apart is by no means an eye-catching sight. This scene finally exceeded Jiu Yatou's endurance limit. The little girl exclaimed and quickly buried her head on Cheng Rong's back, not daring to poke it out again no matter what.
Even Chengrong, who was accustomed to bloodshed, did not like to see the shape of the mutilated corpse. I really don’t know what monk Cheng Yan was thinking about sitting here and not leaving. He shook his head and asked directly: "Master Cheng Yen, will you gain anything?"
The monk sitting cross-legged in front of the corpse laughed slightly and raised his thin head: "It turns out to be the donor. I heard that this murderer is somehow related to the Lichen Sect?"
Chengrong frowned unconsciously when he was caught by the monk's dim eyes. I really don’t understand what the secret of the Water Purification Altar is all about. Except for the presiding monk Yi Xin, all the successful monks have this snake-like appearance, and they are all similar from the inside out. If he hadn't known each other for many years, it would be difficult for Cheng Rong to distinguish the features of these monks at first glance.
Cheng Rong was vague about Cheng Yen's question. The two sects came to the Sky Rift Valley for the same thing. In a sense, they were allies. However, it would be best to have one less person to share "resources" like Yu Ci. Cheng Rong is even more interested in Yu Ci’s strength:
"What did Master Cheng Yen see?"
"It's nothing, I just think this boy named Yu Ci is very extraordinary."
Cheng Yen stood up, whispered the Buddha's name in a serious tone, and then grinned and said: "Donor Cheng will understand after looking at it. The two stewards and seven personal guards died more swiftly than the other. I think about what happened last night. Yu Ci was just like chopping melons and vegetables, so he took care of these people... When did the elites of the Bai Ri Mansion become a piece of fish that can be cut up as much as they want?"
After hearing this, Cheng Rong didn't do anything, but the little girl behind him poked her head out curiously. But when she met Cheng Yen's hazy eyes, she stepped back in fright, but her ears pricked up. Listen carefully.
Chengrong had just looked carelessly and was very surprised when he heard this: "Chopping melons and vegetables?"
Cheng Yen laughed in a low voice: "You can't see clearly on Si Long. Go to the stream and take a look at the three unlucky ghosts who died in the same way. I bet the Buddha that those three people were killed in half a breath. Killing someone in one fell swoop, tut, that’s how he died..."
Cheng Rong was curious after hearing this, and took two quick steps to reach the three dead bodies the monk mentioned. After looking at them carefully, he immediately gasped:
"What a sharp sword energy!"
At this time, the upper body clothes of the three corpses were untied, exposing their naked chests. Cheng Rong could clearly see that except for the area in the middle of the chest, which was relatively clean, there were dense blood spots all over the upper body of the three of them. Some areas with thin skin and flesh were even cracked like a baby. The small mouth looks very permeable.
"The sword energy penetrated from the chest, and it was silent and subtle. When it entered the body, it exploded violently, washing all the internal organs of the body from the inside out. The energy and blood surged and sprayed from the pores. It's extremely cruel to come out and kill the vitality, especially the three shots of this sword, almost in no particular order, have the same effect, hehe!"
Monk Cheng Yen’s laughter sounded uncomfortable, but it fit the atmosphere in front of him: "With just this sword, including those big shots, Cliff City can only use five fingers. No, Even if the cultivation level can keep up, who can control such a powerful sword energy?"
"Probably only Mr. Mingyue."
Cheng Rong refers to Lu Mingyue, the number one casual cultivator in Cliff City. This person's initial level of Huandan cultivation ranks outside the top five in Cliff City, but with his swordsmanship of "One Mind, Thousand Threads", he is truly the number one person in Cliff City, and his combat power is quite terrifying. Cheng Rong also knew that comparing Lu Mingyue to Lu Mingyue was a bit ridiculous, but for a while, he really couldn't find a more suitable candidate.
"Junior Brother Lu Qulu can barely do it as Mr. Mingyue's disciple. However, there is one thing he absolutely cannot do - look at the traces by the stream."
Cheng Rong is also a person with a clear mind. After being reminded by Monk Cheng Yan, he quickly noticed the problems revealed by the clues by the stream.
"Seven people formed a battle formation, and their sword energy gathered together, but someone seized the opportunity just before the gathering, and killed their lives with one sword. The so-called cook Ding Jie Niu is nothing more than this."
Cheng Yan's slender eyes narrowed even more, and the cold light was as sharp as a thorn: "I know Lu Qu's cultivation very well. He could kill all seven people in the battle formation alive, but he couldn't. It must be so light and freehand. Lu Qu has been following Mr. Mingyue for nearly fifty years, and he is already an accomplished figure, not much worse than me. What is the origin of that Yu Ci?"
This is the second person to ask this question, but Cheng Rong still has difficulty answering. Although he and Yu Ci met once and had some exchanges, he suddenly felt that maybe he was more confused than Minglan and Chengyan. It is difficult to match the image of Yu Ci he saw with the image of Yu Ci displayed by these nine corpses at this time.
Obviously, he still underestimated Yu Ci when they met before. This is not surprising. On the Wanlingmen side, Yu Ci's connection with the Lichen Sect was originally valued, and his personal strength was unconsciously ignored. Now it seems that this preconceived idea is really undesirable.
Monk Cheng Yen was still excited and pointed to the place where Si Long's corpse lay: "That's not all. Did you see the soft armor Si Long was wearing? That soft armor was bought from Sui Xin Pavilion. It's a good thing. I have a similar one. It can withstand three layers of dark iron heavy armor. Ordinary people can't do anything even if it is chopped with a knife or an ax, but now it is blown to pieces with half of the body... That wound , what do you think?”
"The penetrating true energy is strong, which is what it should be. But the firepower that exploded, was it the Nine Yang Talisman Sword or the Pure Yang Talisman Sword?" Cheng Rong also showed off his discernment to avoid being proven. Sternness and contempt. The two looked at each other and laughed. This thing is really interesting.
Among the existing forces in Cliff City, there are only five that can be put on the table. In order of power, they are Bairi Mansion, Wanling Sect, Xuanyin Sect, Pure Water Altar and Wusheng Sword Sect. Among them, the Wusheng Jianmen Sect has a special situation, with a very small population and only thirteen people including the leader. Although they are elites, they are still limited by their overall strength. In the end, they formed an offensive and defensive alliance with Bairi Mansion, which can be regarded as dependent on Bairi. Under the wings of the government.
The Xuanyin Sect of the remaining three factions is an outsider with a strong background, but it wants the incense of the common people. It has few disputes with other sects and occupies a neutral position. As for the Wanling Gate and the Pure Water Altar, one has a long-standing feud with Bairi Mansion, and the other is unruly. Neither of them can have a good relationship with Bairi Mansion, and their strength is relatively inferior, so they naturally connect with each other, which can be regarded as a pair of rivals. Tacit allies.
The situation in Cliff City is probably like this. Generally speaking, Bairi Mansion has the qualifications to be tacitly approved by the Lichen Sect. In Cliff City, the sky is really at its peak, and no one can directly attack it. Wanling Gate and Purifying Water Altar are usually very frustrated. It is rare to see Bai Ri Mansion suffer a heavy loss, so how can they not be happy?
At this time, Jiu Yatou pulled Cheng Rong's hem again: "Uncle Cheng, what is that person over there doing?"
Chengrong turned around as he was told and saw another steward named Liu Siwei who was present at Bairi Mansion. This man was sitting cross-legged on the other side of the creek, with something like a mirror placed on his lap. It was dark, as if it were made of black iron, even the mirror surface was no exception. At this time, Liu Siwei was making seals in his hands, and he was mumbling something. Even though he was far away, he couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.
"This is..."
"This is a strange weapon in the White House, the soul-searching mirror. Legend has it that it is copied from a very powerful magic weapon. It can absorb the remnant soul of the deceased. After a period of warming, it can be used to sense the resentment of the deceased. Attached, it can guide the murderer's location and has the effect of preserving and refining the soul. It can be considered a good magic weapon, but whether it can succeed in the end depends on whether the deceased has deep resentment and, of course, a little luck. ”
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