Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 285: Vines, big boats

Two days later.

On the martial arts training ground of Linjiang Martial Arts School, dozens of swordsmen and sword masters from various martial arts schools were competing with each other.

Next to it, two large pots are stewing meat and steaming rice.

Lu Tong sat on the steps and carefully observed everyone's moves.

Du Zhixing, the young master of the library, stood aside and asked, "Chief Immortal, is something big going to happen?"

"Yeah."

"Is Aoshan City unable to be defended?" Du Zhixing asked carefully.

He glanced at it, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Life or death in Aoshan City is uncertain.

The Fengzhu Sect is very powerful and invites fellow sects from all sects to come and help to increase its strength. Moreover, it also has the treasure of the sect, the "Wuye Candle".

But the fog ghost occupies a favorable location.

The ghost cave is hidden under the mountain, making it twice as difficult to completely destroy it.

It is difficult to predict who will win or lose.

No matter how it ends, there must be a fierce battle in the end.

After looking at it for a long time, he shouted: "Zhou Cun!"

Zhou Cun, the master of the Xianzi Sect.

Lu Tong came forward to convene, and after a brief thought, everyone realized the crisis and took the opportunity to gather together.

There were no fewer than five museum owners in the venue.

A tall and thin swordsman in white came over, cupped his hands and said: "Immortal, what are your orders?"

"I heard that your martial arts school is a master of swordsmanship. What's the secret of your swordsmanship?"

Zhou Cun lifted up the long knife, several flashes of light flashed by, and he wrote the word "Xian" in front of him.

"The mystery is all in the word "Xian". This word is divided into up and down, and down is divided into left and right. The sword is like writing, there are no leaks in all directions, and the changes are as desired."

"Teach me."

He looked dull.

I didn’t ask if I could teach it, nor did I ask about the conditions for learning swordsmanship.

Now that these people are here, they can only obey orders if they don’t want to be kicked out.

Zhou Cun looked around and nodded: "Let's find a secluded place."

"Okay."

The wind knife is used as a pen and "Xian" is used as a knife.

I wrote the word "envy" for an hour.

The strokes were changed to wind knives, and the wind knives of different lengths were used to spell out the word "Xian", and then used at any time.

I learned a lot from just one afternoon.

At dusk.

Six large tables were set up on the martial arts training ground, and pots of stew, rice, and noodles were served.

Lu Tong broke open the dough and soaked it in a stew made of dried meat, wild vegetables, fat insects, etc.

Du Zhixing sat aside and said: "Chief Immortal, when we went to get food in the afternoon, the Shaking Star Immortal of Fengzhu Sect wanted us to patrol the back mountain."

He picked up the chopsticks and pressed the broken dough into the soup.

"Near the foot of the mountain?"

"Yes, several families died over there."

There is a ghost at the foot of the mountain, and it is dangerous to patrol at the foot of the mountain.

Lu Tong shook his head and said: "Find an excuse to refuse. Tell Shaking Star that we can help defend the city wall if necessary."

"Okay."

"How are the arrangements for Iron Shield and Jima Zhuang going?"

"The blacksmiths and weapon refiners have all been recruited by the Fengzhu Sect. Fortunately, the Tang Sect Master is proficient in weapon refining and has already started work with his disciples."

The master of the Sandao Sect, Tang Mandao.

Tang Mandao also sat at the table and said: "All five furnaces have been built, and the fire will be lit at noon tomorrow to refine the weapons."

"Okay."

He picked up a piece of soft noodles, put it in his mouth, bit into it and squeezed out a stream of salty and hot soup.

Swallow the cake.

Picked up another piece of dried meat, and when he was about to eat it, he suddenly stopped and frowned.

Face, shoulders, chest, abdomen, back, legs

The flesh and blood in many places began to be teased again and again. It's like a bug is scratching, but always scratching in the wrong place.

No pain, no pain, no going up, no going down.

Very uncomfortable.

Lu Tong's heart sank slightly.

After a while, continue to put the dried meat into your mouth and bite it into pieces one by one.

At night.

The lights in the ancestral mansion are sparse.

The four young masters have been burned and buried, but there is still an indescribable gloom hanging over the mansion.

Lu Tong stood outside the small carved building.

The entire small building was almost completely plunged into darkness, with only a window on the third floor letting out a little red light.

Downstairs, a figure in white guarded the door.

He walked to the door.

"Where is Zu Wanyi?"

Huadao opened the door, stepped aside and said: "Please!"

Lu Tong stared at it, frowned and said, "Does she know I will come?"

Huadao did not respond.

He exhaled softly, raised his tiger paw and stepped into the building.

A gust of fragrant wind came.

Lu Tong walked to the stairs in the dark and walked up.

The hooks on the tiger's claws were retracted, and the meat pad fell on the wooden ladder without making any sound.

Go up to the third floor.

The door of the room at the end of the corridor is open.

There is a screen at the door with a picture of a female fairy playing with a dragon tattooed on it.

The red light in the room penetrated the screen, dyeing the fairies, dragons, and clouds all red, making them look like evil dragons chasing each other and female ghosts running away.

He walked into the room and walked around the screen.

I glanced at it and stood still for a moment.

A round table was placed in the middle of the room. There were very few things on the table, only a lamp and a glass of wine.

Lu Tong walked to the table, picked up the wine glass and smelled it.

The aroma hits your nose.

In an instant, all the bugs that had scratched the wrong place hit the most itchy place.

A trace of comfort surged through the flesh and blood.

He squinted his eyes, smelled it again, and said slowly: "What kind of poison is this?"

No audio response.

Lu Tong put down his wine glass and turned to look to the left.

Six feet away, there is a large mahogany bed. Through a layer of gauze curtains, you can vaguely see a figure lying on the bed.

Go to the bed and lift the curtains.

Zu Wanyi was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and several scars on his slender neck were very obvious. His chest rose and fell slowly, and weak breathing came from his mouth and nose.

He took a few breaths, put down the curtain, walked back to the table and sat down.

Amidst the silence.

Time is running like water, and it’s late at night in a blink of an eye.

"Yeah"

A sigh of relief.

Then, there was a rustling sound from behind the curtain.

A figure turned twice, glanced at the table with his peripheral vision, turned over and lay down on his side, supporting his head with one hand.

"Senior brother?"

Lu Tong slowly opened his eyes and said, "What poison?"

"It's not poison."

Zu Wanyi sat up, opened the curtains, and put on a white robe after getting out of bed.

I walked to the long table by the window and poured a glass of water. While drinking water, I carried the kettle and walked to the opposite side to sit down.

After drinking one glass, I poured another.

Zu Wanyi yawned and said, "It's addiction."

"Addiction?"

He sat still, his expression unwavering.

There are twelve layers of pill towers in Qi Qi Sect. As long as the life is not taken away immediately, poison or addiction are all the same.

With the sect’s background, this threat is nothing.

He was more curious about what Zu Wanyi was doing.

Zu Wanyi woke up and looked a little sleepy.

"Blood addiction."

After speaking, he glanced at the cup full of hard work, and said with a wry smile: "This hard work is the supreme elixir. Drinking it has hundreds of benefits and no harm."

"Such a good baby, why did you give it to me?"

Lu Tong was dubious.

Efforts do work.

After drinking it, my flesh and blood have been slightly warm for two days, and my qi and blood are very active. Practicing the Eight Body Exercises also gets twice the result with half the effort.

Except for the weird itchiness tonight, there is no other discomfort.

"Because senior brother helped me a lot."

Zu Wanyi stretched out his hand to straighten his messy long hair and said with a smile: "I'll tell you the truth, senior brother. Since the fog started, senior brother drank his hard work, and I slept peacefully for the first time."

The two looked at each other.

He shook his head and said: "You are not the kind of person who can't sleep after doing something wrong."

"It's not a shame, it's a fear."

Recalling the previous days, Zu Wanyi suddenly had some fear in his eyes and murmured:

"I am afraid that if the city is destroyed, my life and death will be completely controlled by the ghosts of desire, and I will not be able to control myself at all."

“I’m afraid that if the city is not broken, what I have done will be revealed and I will be surrounded and suppressed by everyone.”

"I'm afraid of my dad. I know I can't hide it from him."

“I’m afraid of my mother, I’m worried that she’ll tell the truth.”

"I'm afraid that the immortals from Fengzhu Sect, who come and go, may find me at some point."

"I was also afraid of senior brother. It only took a few days for senior brother to target me. At that time, I didn't dare to sleep all night."

As he spoke, his lips began to tremble.

Lu Tong fell silent.

When we met before, I always felt that Zu Wanyi's pretense of calmness concealed some evil nature and madness.

Unexpectedly, it was not evil, but fear.

Fear can drive people crazy and make life worse than death.

He picked up the wine glass, took a sip of his hard work, thought for a long time, and guessed the cause and effect bit by bit.

When they met for the first time, Zu Wanyi planned to kill someone and frame him.

After realizing that he was not an ordinary monk, and that he didn't care about evil cultivators and **** ghosts, he probably changed his mind very quickly.

After that, kill Yusu, send the ghost of desire, meet Zu Mingjing, plot the Qilin legs, feed the painstaking effort

After a series of big and small events, Zu Wanyi was like a vine, wrapping around him one after another.

Today

It is no longer easy to get rid of it. At least one layer of skin must be shed.

And it may not be possible.

Lu Tong finished his work in one gulp and put down the wine glass heavily.

"You are very calculating. You are afraid of death, so you lend me your life!"

"Senior brother, don't blame me! The Qi Capture Sect is a big ship. You can only survive if you get on the ship. My little sister has no choice but to do it."

The reputation of Qi Qi Sect disciples is a life-saving ship.

Lu Tong is on board.

And as long as he nods, Zu Wanyi can also take advantage of it and find a way to survive:

If the city is broken, you can escape with the Fengzhu Sect

If the city is not broken, your life can be saved if the matter is exposed

As for Fengzhu Sect, Zu Mingjing, etc., they cannot attack arbitrarily with the disciples of Qi Qi Sect blocking their way.

The fire was bright red, making the whole room red.

The two of them sat at the table, like a pair of evil spirits dripping with blood.

Lu Tong smiled and said: "Aren't you afraid that it will be easier to get on the boat but harder to get off?"

"Who would want to get off the boat after getting on the boat?"

Zu Wanyi pursed his lips and smiled. His expression lost the fear and became more truly evil.

He opened his lips and smiled even brighter.

"Very good. My ship cannot be wasted."

"That **** ghost can be used as ship's wages. It is not very capable and cannot be reused. There will be no consequences if you kill it. Senior brother can do it at any time."

"Master!"

In my ears, the voice of Yugui immediately sounded: "Master, it works! Three-passage and seven-passage sutra, green dress and gorgeous skirt, folding fetal fairy"

"Shh!"

The sound stopped immediately.

Lu Tong slowly shook his head and said: "It is originally mine and cannot be counted."

Zu Wanyi lowered his head.

He quickly raised it again, reached for the wine glass, and brought it to his lips.

A four-inch long fleshy tongue protruded.

In the center, four black thorns made from the lives of Zu Wanping, Zu Xiang, Zu Qi, and Zu Li jumped out one by one.

Viscous blood gushed out from the wound, flowed down the tongue, and fell into the cup drop by drop.

After a while, the black thorn returned to the tongue.

Zu Wanyi retracted his tongue, put the wine glass on the table, and said: "One glass every two days. It can detoxify hundreds of poisons, strengthen qi and blood, and strengthen bones and muscles."

"How to cure blood addiction?"

"Such a good treasure, senior brother is willing to take care of it?"

The corners of his eyes trembled twice, and he took out a jade gourd containing the tears of the goddess, put the blood in it and put it away.

"Still not enough."

Zu Wanyi was already prepared and continued: "As for the unicorn legs I mentioned earlier, senior brother, just wait a few days and I have already started to arrange them."

"Oh?"

Lu Tong was very moved.

But after thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said: "If you offend the Kong family, I will not protect you."

The corner of Zu Wanyi’s mouth curled up.

"Of course I know. This time let others take action, I will not step in."

"Outsiders?"

"Another **** ghost. The ancestor family will be targeted, and the Kong family is certainly no exception."

"Who?"

His heart was shaken, and he began to consider using the Kong family to eradicate this **** ghost afterwards, and then get another great achievement.

Zu Wanyi still had a smile on his lips and looked down at his chest.

"She wouldn't let me talk."

Lu Tong glanced at it and understood instantly.

The ghost will not let you talk.

There are differences between **** ghosts and **** ghosts.

Some are very patient and never take the initiative to interfere with the monks, but just use one method after another to seduce them

Some are very impulsive and will try to kill the monks if they feel the slightest dissatisfaction and then look for the next person

Some treacherous people are like loyal people, like senior masters, who guide the monks step by step in practice, lead the monks into desperate situations, and lead them by the nose from then on

Something else

Zu Wanyi’s **** ghost is very similar to a traitor and a loyal person.

"When dealing with **** ghosts, it's best to be careful and even more careful."

"Thank you, senior brother, for reminding us, but we are different from others."

"What's the difference?"

Zu Wanyi smiled ~IndoMTL.com~ without explaining and asked: "Is that enough?"

Lu Tong shook his head.

Demon transformation spell, unicorn legs.

If it were as described in the Legend of Qilin, where weight and speed depend on the heart, it would already be more than enough.

But taking advantage is never enough.

"Not enough."

The smile on Zu Wanyi's face faded, he bit his lower lip with his teeth, and said quietly: "I have one treasure left, but I don't know if senior brother has the courage."

His pupils shrank and his heart jumped twice.

"What baby?"

"Senior brother, can't you see?"

The ancestral family was a wealthy family in Aoshan City a long time ago.

Since ancient times, rich men have loved beautiful women.

It has been passed down from generation to generation to this day, and almost everyone in the ancestral family, whether direct or branch, is brave and beautiful.

Although Zu Wanyi is burdened with the ghost of desire, he has more demonic and evil qualities.

However

There is good in evil.

"Desire ghost?"

"Master."

"What method can cure her poison?"

"Song of Five Desires, Dance of Six Emotions, Three Links and Seven Passes"

"Huh?"

"No, no."

"How to block those four black thorns?"

"I don't know, I don't know."

"Waste!"

The night is cold.

The wind blew through the treetops, making a rustling sound.

Lu Tong walked out of the small building.

Looking back towards the third floor, a figure stood at the red window, bowing downwards.

The cool breeze blows, and my heart feels refreshed.

He looked at Zu Wanyi's figure, and a complex of thoughts surged through his heart.

For a long time, the two of them attacked, tested, guarded, and exploited each other, and finally they were tied together.

On the contrary, the fellow senior sisters who came together hand in hand have gone their separate ways.

Seriously, things are unpredictable like chess.

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