The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 159: The second sword escaper
This chase starts from Guocheng Temple, passes through the vegetable garden and the official road with the big banyan tree, the wild mountain and the peak at the end, the field full of fireworks, and the desolate ruined temple and graves, as if about to Extend endlessly.
Thirty years since the reincarnation of yin three reincarnation, it has been restored to the wild state, which is similar to the realm of Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui, and even slightly inadequate. It is reasonable to say that they can't beat their teamwork. The problem is that he has only been reincarnated and repaired for 30 years, but he has lived for a thousand years in this world.
He has used more flying swords than Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui have seen, and he has learned more ways than they have seen, and he has experienced countless times more battles.
No matter how Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui attacked, he could use the most suitable method to deal with them. The various Taoisms bloomed between the fingers like flowers, constantly changing, and there was no duplicate. Especially the swordsmanship of the peaks of the green mountains, he is even more comfortable, using it freely, and extremely casually, even the word perfect is not enough to describe.
The blood was sprinkled in the mountains, rivers and lakes, mostly from the bodies of Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui. Their clothes were in tatters and there were wounds everywhere.
Looking at the big bird-like figure ahead, thinking about the countless battles over the past two days, in addition to shock in their hearts, they also gave birth to a lot of admiration, thinking that it was Jing Jiu (the son). That's it.
And the bone flute of Yinsan I don’t know what kind of treasure it is. Sometimes it can travel in the sky like a flying sword, and sometimes it looks like a magic weapon common in Xuanmen. The material is very special, not to mention the Fushi sword, even No two swords can cut it off.
But they did not give up, let alone fear, they still chased Yin San silently, quietly, and resolutely.
With Yin San's ability, he could have found a chance to get rid of their pursuit. The problem is that his body has hidden dangers and cannot bear too heavy injuries, so he dare not take risks, and he counted several perfect opportunities on the way. When he turned around and tried to kill one person in seconds, he failed because of the tacit understanding between Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui.
Yes, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui didn't meet many times, and they didn't even say a few words, but their cooperation was very tacit.
is like a sister and brother who have been practicing together for many years.
They didn't say a word back then, didn't contact them beforehand, and they didn't even know each other, so they could kill Luo Huainan. That's the reason.
Every time Yin San turns around, the timing of the second kill is really amazing. No matter if the target is Zhao Layue or Liu Shisui, he should not be able to avoid it. Seeing it is the end of his death on the spot, but the remaining person is nothing. I don't care about the opponent's life or death. Instead, through the opponent's dying outbreak, he began to prepare to make big moves and fight desperately.
Facing such a crazy but tacit play style, he can only give up.
A screen like appeared at least four times during the chase.
Yin Sanxin thought how could a fellow like Jing Jiu who was afraid of death teach two disciples who were so afraid of death?
This problem bothered him, making him puzzled and increasingly irritable.
Three days later, he came to a small town on the banks of Daze. The lake not far away reflected the light of winter, and people's faces carried the breath of New Year.
Even so, his mood has not improved.
His injuries were not very serious, his clothes had been ripped through many holes, and the surface of the bone flute was also full of fire and blood stains. The usual calm and calm eyes were full of anger, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, as if The burnt edge of the paper looked very embarrassed.
This is one of the most dangerous experiences in his thousand-year monastic career. What makes him most depressed is that this time his opponent is undoubtedly the weakest one.
A generation of Taiping real people was actually forced to be so embarrassed by two disciples in the wilderness, and even nearly died several times. How can this make sense?
Thinking about these questions, he turned and walked into a blacksmith's shop on the side of the street, and disappeared.
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Two sword lights descended from the sky and painted the lake water in silver and red.
The wind was whizzing, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui appeared on the street, covered in blood and tattered clothes. People at the market screamed and avoided.
The two looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
They clearly watched Yin San fall on the street. Why did they lose sight of the other party when they fell, and they couldn't even notice the other party's breath?
Even if it is a magic weapon with a hidden breath, it cannot be effective in such a short period of time, and the magic weapon itself has a breath and should be noticed.
Liu Shisui clenched his fists with both hands, and the black magic fire broke out, spreading along the houses on both sides of the street, and it would flow in like flowing water when passing through brick cracks or windows.
The secret method of Blood Demon Sect is indeed very powerful. When chasing and killing along the way, there were two Yin Three Hidden into the cliffs, which he found out by this method. But this time the situation was different. Those magic fires turned into the finest particles, drifting into the quietest and narrowest corners, and they couldn't find the breath of Yin San or the existence of magic weapons.
Zhao Layue raised her eyebrows slightly, ignoring Dazeli's fellow practitioners, flicking her right sleeve and tossing a bell.
The bell made a crisp sound, moving quickly across the town, leaving countless afterimages.
This is the Qingxin Bell that was given to her by the Young Master Susei of the Suspense Bell Sect. It has a magical effect on detecting the aura of the opponent.
However, that little bell quickly searched all the houses in the town and even the wilderness, but still nothing was found.
Yin Sanming is here, without leaving, why can't the treasure of the Suspended Bell Sect and the secret method of the Blood Demon Cult be able to find him?
Liu Shisui said: "Should you demolish all these houses, and compensation afterwards?"
Zhao Layue looked at the lake not far away and said, "Leave first."
There were waves on the surface of the lake, and there was a strong wind in winter, and the white-yellow reeds were blown and bent down. It should be Daze's strong practitioners who are approaching here.
Liu Shisui was a little puzzled, thinking that Daze and the Qingshan Sect have always had a good relationship, why not ask them to help? Is Qingshan’s internal affairs inconvenient to let outsiders know?
Zhao Layue looked at the seemingly ordinary town and said, "Someone here is helping him."
Liu Shisui thought of the legend of the sword escaper, and was surprised. It turned out that the small town on the bank of Daze was rumored to be here?
The sword escaper can avoid hundreds of years of search by the Qingshan sword formation under the protection of the tortoise shell. If he helps the master escape, then no one can find him again.
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Yin San walked into a blacksmith's shop, but from the outside, it may be a restaurant, or a very ordinary house, or even a stone.
What a thing looks like, in many cases depends on what you see and your empirical judgment, but in some cases, it depends on the wishes of the person who plays that thing. Therefore, neither Zhao Layue nor Liu Shisui could find that place. Even if Liu Ci came to this town in person to look for it, it didn't make any sense.
Back then, the evil alliance of the former emperor and grandson almost broke through the Wu En Sect, but after being defeated by the Qingshan Sect, Liu Ci once came here, and found nothing.
Yin San was able to find that place because the owner of that place kept the door open to him.
Jing Jiu’s memory is not wrong. That person was able to make so many wind and rain in the world back then, and he was inseparable from the real person of Taiping.
Walk into the smithy, and the smithy becomes a garden.
The strange rock lies by the pond, and the bamboo repair is hidden behind the white wall.
There is no melody here, no reading annoying, and there is a sense of comfort in the quiet.
Yin San has been here several times, and every time I feel that the scenery is good, but I never envy each other.
No matter how good the scenery is, you can even change it as you like. After living in it for more than 400 years, you still feel bored because you can't go out.
If you look over the garden, you can find that there is no real sky here.
The seemingly gray sky is actually some kind of siding, with grids on it, like the carapace of a giant tortoise.
Of course, this place is always better than the room he was in the sword prison.
In the deepest part of the garden, a middle-aged man is waiting for Yin San.
The middle-aged man has a clean face and extraordinary bearing, wearing a bright yellow imperial robe, naturally exuding a touch of majesty and truthfulness.
He is the sword escaper.
The blood of the former dynasty.
calls himself Emperor Xiao.
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The tattered clothes were turned into ashes and sunk into the pond, and then it would go through many years of digestion, passing through the underground passages, into the Daze, leaving no breath or taste, ensuring that it would not be discovered by the Qingshan sword formation .
Emperor Xiao looked at the wounds on Yin San's body, and said puzzledly: "How can a real person suffer so many injuries?"
Yin San thinks of the two little guys who are not afraid of death, with complicated emotions in their eyes, and said: "Many things have changed, even beyond my calculations."
This time, he counted most of the things that happened in Guocheng Temple, but he miscalculated the most important thing.
When he wanted to come, Jing Jiu inherited all of Jingyang, with similar natural temperament, and would live like Jingyang, but he didn't expect Jing Jiu to take risks and let young disciples like Zhao Layue chase him down. But Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui were so crazy.
is so crazy, it's too bad for the sun, but more like himself.
Emperor Xiao took a spar knife and kept cutting on Yin San's body, with a focused and serious expression.
Yin San’s injury was indeed not serious, but his body had a problem. In such a short period of time, the surrounding area of the wound actually began to rot, and even a rancid smell had already spread from the depths. If you don't cut all the rotten flesh, the decay will spread quickly in a short time, until the body collapses.
So even though Emperor Xiao’s hand was light, the cutting range was large and deep, and in some places he even cut directly into his body.
Yin San did not shield his sense of consciousness, because when Emperor Xiao couldn’t confirm the situation, he had to look inside on his own and tell him where the crystal knife should go and what should be cut off. Naturally it was extremely painful and his face changed. It was a little pale, but his eyes were still so calm, as if the crystal knife was not cutting his own flesh.
After a while, Emperor Xiao finally cut off all the carrion on his body, took out the fishing line made of fish tendons, and patched up those large or small wounds.
yinsan stood up, looked at the cobweb-like scars on his body in the mirror, and frowned slightly.
is not about cherishing appearance and paying attention to beauty, but for other reasons.
This is already the body with the best fit he can find. I was expecting it to last a few years, but how could I think of giving it up because of two children?
Emperor Xiao said: "This body can last up to three years. You must prepare in advance."
If Yin San cannot find a new body within three years, it is very likely that his soul will disappear.
"It’s not entirely bad either. I used to worry about physical damage, so I was very cautious, but now it’s wrong to think about it. It’s using the body as a tool."
Yin San said: "This time I was injured, I feel that my body feels better. I believe it will be good for the future."
Emperor Xiao said: "Congratulations to the real person."
Yin San said: "I was so embarrassed by the two juniors, why is it so happy?"
The Emperor Xiao was slightly surprised when he heard this~IndoMTL.com~ I thought he was chased and killed by Qingshan disciples?
Yin San thought about the tacit cooperation between Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui on the road, and thought that these two little guys are really suitable for entering Bu Lao Lin.
Thinking about these questions, he turned the screen in the room and went to the other side.
There is a big wooden barrel, and there is a thousand years ice in the barrel, emitting a faint smoke.
The ancestor Xuanyin sat inside, his face pale as paper, his sparse hair slumped weakly, as if he had no breath.
"The sword intent was too deep, even in the blood, so I had to exchange blood for him. Now three barrels have been changed, and it is estimated that three more barrels will be changed."
Emperor Xiao looked at the ancestor Xuanyin, his face was full of sympathy and pity and said, "I don't know if he can survive."
Three days ago, the ancestor Xuanyin was pierced by the sword of Liu Ci and was seriously injured.
The Green Mountain Sword Array has also been activated.
If Yin San had prepared in advance and asked Emperor Xiao to put him in the tortoise shell, he would undoubtedly die.
Emperor Xiao and Xuanyin ancestors are both sword escapers, and they are forced to see the sun by the Qingshan sword formation. At this time, seeing him injured so badly, it is inevitable to feel sad.
Yin San looked at the ancestor Xuanyin for a long time, his eyes were cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
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