Chapter 591
Chapter 591
Chapter 591
When Li Zhuiyuan first arrived at Mount Lu, Zhao Yi said: "Your arrival makes me a little uneasy."
Despite verbal complaints, their actions remained skillfully coordinated.
The current situation is both unexpected and reasonable.
Even Zhao Yi couldn't imagine how much merit he would gain if he could resolve the evil spirit of this "great-aunt" in the history of the Ming family.
Of course, this is on the premise that you don't get dealt with by this "grandma".
Moreover, since it was his own recklessness, if this "auntie" were to run away and cause trouble everywhere, the karmic consequences and culpability would be enough to kill Zhao Yi.
Suppressing her is our inescapable responsibility.
As for how to suppress them...
The gate between life and death on Zhao Yi's chest had long since stopped functioning. With someone surnamed Li behind him, there was no need to deduce it together, thus wasting brainpower.
Imitating Runsheng's actions, I scratched my head and pretended that I was brainless.
Zhao Yi smiled. Sigh, he had inadvertently become like Ayou.
Ming Ningshuang extended her left hand, slowly clenched her fist, and sensed the aura rapidly compressing around her. She then flung it backward, and with a "boom," a huge phantom rose up behind her amidst the overlapping light and shadow.
It looked like an open-air movie theater with an enormous screen hanging down, and a strong wind blew it out, creating layers of ripples.
Those who knew were Ming Ningshuang... but those who didn't wouldn't recognize the distorted figure at all.
This level of external manifestation is at least the grand spectacle of a major evil spirit in an ancestral home. Moreover, they don't usually activate it when they have nothing better to do; they only use it to display their authority when someone returns to the ancestral home.
Li Zhuiyuan can also condense such Dharma images, like the phantom of the young lord and the Buddha's light of the Bodhisattva. They are essentially the same, but when the young man uses them, they are all very small. Their purpose is to assist in the casting of specific spells. There is no need to make them so big. In the words of his great-grandfather, they are "big light bulbs that waste electricity."
Ming Ningshuang was clearly immersed in this experience of power. When she turned her gaze to Li Zhuiyuan in the distance again, the blood-red color in her eyes fluctuated violently. After quickly returning to calm, there was no longer any awe or flattery, but instead a scrutiny.
From the moment she decided to step out of the courtyard to receive Ming Qinyun's gift, it was no longer possible to continue to intimidate her simply by relying on "Wei Zhengdao's identity".
She was clever and cunning, but she had been imprisoned for a long time and had too little experience. She only knew that Wei Zhengdao was terrifying, but she did not know just how terrifying he was. In this respect, she was far inferior to Qin Baihu.
The white tiger in the Qin family wasn't afraid of Li Zhuiyuan; it was certain that Wei Zhengdao wasn't dead yet. What it feared was that it would remind Wei Zhengdao of the half-eaten dish it had served.
However, while Ming Ningshuang is still somewhat wary of his false identity, he should cherish this opportunity.
Chen Jing turned to Xu Ming: "Xu Ming, set up the third formation you memorized last night!"
Xu Ming nodded, sat cross-legged, and vines grew out from beneath him, quickly building the foundation of the array.
Chen Jing then said to the Liang sisters, "Don't worry about Zhao Yi's life or death later. You two only have eyes for me. When I attack, you are responsible for finding a way to bring me back."
The Liang sisters knew exactly who was giving orders through Chen Jing's mouth, and they both nodded.
The entire team didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with being ordered by an outsider to disregard their leader's life or death.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't utter a single word the whole time; he just stood there, pretending to be a righteous and wise man.
Chen Jing's hair turned white, sharp claws grew out, demonic energy surged around him, and he crawled quickly on all fours to Zhao Yi's side, saying:
"A wolf should go back to its den."
Zhao Yi nodded slightly.
Ming Ningshuang's biggest weakness at present is that although she has occupied this powerful body and absorbed soul power, she has no combat experience and can only stimulate some of the instincts of this body in its previous life.
Therefore, if we can get off to a good start and force Ming Ningshuang back to that courtyard to continue the seal as soon as possible, then this terrible disaster can be eliminated sooner.
However, at that moment, Ming Ningshuang reached out with her right hand to grab the stream beside her and pulled out Ming Qinyun's "voice and appearance".
The real Ming Qinyun is dead. This is the standard companion soul of the Ming family. It turns out that Ming Ningshuang deliberately did not drain the river dry, thus preserving this wisp of Ming Qinyun's companion soul.
Ming Ningshuang continued to scrutinize Li Zhuiyuan as she asked:
Can I run away from him?
Ming Qinyun said expressionlessly, "You can kill him."
Ming Ningshuang: "You mean...really?"
Ming Qinyun: "They want to take advantage of the fact that you haven't gotten used to and mastered this body yet. They plan to let you make the first move so they can find an opening and force you back into the courtyard."
"Don't make a move right now, don't give them a chance. Stand still, I'll teach you how to fight."
Zhao Yi: "What the hell?"
Ming Ningshuang is very clever, but Ming Qinyun is even more clever. This companion soul must have been left behind by her on purpose, so that she could become the teacher of "Grandma".
The old lady of the Ming family died to suppress evil spirits. What Ming Ningshuang is holding now is the "weapon" she left behind after her death. It has nothing to do with Ming Qinyun or the Ming family.
The old lady gave up the opportunity to personally fight Li Zhuiyuan and the others. Even though she had a high chance of winning on the surface, she felt that no matter what, even if she could push them into danger and despair time and time again, she would most likely still lose in the end.
So she chose to skip this process, too lazy to reminisce about Liu Yumei before the battle, to berate Liu Yumei during the battle, and to envy Liu Yumei before her death.
Let's go all out and unleash an even more powerful being, then combine it with the guidance of our own companion soul to seal off any possibility of this powerful evil spirit making a glitch in the system and losing inexplicably.
How cunning and deceitful are evil spirits? The layout of the Dragon King's family head is truly sophisticated.
Zhao Yi glanced at Chen Jing beside him: "What should we do?"
The man surnamed Li is best at finding loopholes and cleverly breaking through them. Now look what happened, the old woman has risked her life to plug the hole.
Chen Jing turned to look at Zhao Yi, the white in his eyes faded, and his pupils returned to normal. Then he quickly switched his gaze repeatedly, giving Brother Yi a few eye rolls as instructed by Brother Yuan.
Ming Ningshuang stood there obediently, neither moving nor making a move. Ming Qinyun's symbiotic soul floated around her, constantly transmitting energy as Ming Ningshuang learned to form hand seals.
Historically, the owner of this body was the pioneer of the Ming family's original techniques, and she laid the foundation for the Ming family's Dragon King lineage. Now, this body is relearning the Ming family's techniques.
Li Zhuiyuan finally spoke, and the evil dragon appeared, transmitting the boy's voice, its volume echoing under the oppressive dome:
"There is no absolute freedom in this world. Retreat back into the courtyard and seal yourself away. I will find a coffin, take you back to the village, and give you guaranteed freedom."
His efforts were immediately exposed, let alone such a bluff, which was further complicated by his explanations.
Previously, one had to act superior; now, the young man is deliberately lowering his status.
He discovered that it was precisely his fear of him that allowed Ming Ningshuang to suppress her evil instincts and listen to Ming Qinyun's words to study diligently.
As expected, the cunning Ming Ningshuang immediately sensed the boy's weakness in his identity. The red light in her eyes immediately intensified, and her bloodthirsty and vengeful nature took over her thoughts.
This is not something she can control. The real Ming Ning Shuang can seal herself. No matter how wise this spirit is, it is not worthy of it!
Ming Ningshuang: "So you... really aren't him."
Ming Qinyun: "He is disturbing your peace of mind and inducing your anxiety. You need to stay calm."
Ming Ningshuang shouted sharply: "So you really aren't him!"
Ming Qinyun: "Wake up!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Ming Ningshuang burst into laughter, stopped making hand seals, and clenched her fists again.
Ming Qinyun: "Don't make a move, or you'll give them a weakness!"
The evil dragon circled, and once again spoke on behalf of the boy:
"I told you last time, this is a one-time thing to do."
You were just a ripple I casually stirred up when I met her back then; you didn't even have the right to look me in the eye.
Now, retreat and seal yourself away!
The bark was a perfect example of bluster, but the spirit was actually weak. This reminded the spirit of the time it had been deceived, adding fuel to the fire.
Ming Qinyun: "Sober, sober, clear..."
The voice of the companion soul was silenced.
Ming Ningshuang's body trembled, the last trace of scrutiny in her eyes vanished, replaced by utter hatred and rage:
"You deserve to die!"
At this moment, she resembled a member of the Michimei family.
She moved.
Zhao Yi: Li, I'm good at manipulating people's hearts, but you're even better, you can even manipulate evil spirits!
Ming Ningshuang clenched her fists and charged at Li Zhuiyuan. Only by crushing and killing this young man could she feel relieved and at peace.
Chen Jing took the initiative and rushed forward.
Ming Qinyun: "He's going to circle around from behind."
Chen Jing made a turn midway and went around to the back.
It's impossible to confront her head-on. Only Runsheng has the opportunity to stand up to her directly. If Ajing comes along like this, it could easily become a one-off deal.
Chen Jing came up behind Ming Ningshuang and stretched out his claws.
Ming Qinyun: "Supported by the Dharma form."
The Dharma image behind Ming Ningshuang rapidly contracted and crumpled into a ball, and Chen Jing felt as if he had fallen into an invisible, viscous mass.
Ming Qinyun: "Strangle this wolf cub first."
Ming Ningshuang maintained her momentum and stretched her hand backward.
Li Zhuiyuan: Release demonic energy, ignite demonic fire, and retreat.
A large amount of demonic energy overflowed from Chen Jing's body, and he let out a low wolf howl. The demonic energy ignited and dispelled the obstruction.
After gaining his freedom, he did not continue the attack, but obediently retreated.
But Ming Ningshuang's hand was faster than his, and it was about to grab his neck.
Ah Jing felt like a little wolf cub in front of her, and that it would be very easy for the other party to kill him.
Silk threads wrapped around Chen Jing's body in time, rippling outwards and bouncing between Chen Jing and Ming Ningshuang. The Liang sisters pulled him backwards together, sending Chen Jing flying and barely escaping Ming Ningshuang's grasp.
Ming Qinyun: "Turn around and give chase, kill the wolf cubs first."
Ming Ningshuang ignored her.
Ming Qinyun: "Retreat, there is a pre-set formation ahead."
Ming Ningshuang still ignored him; in her blood-red eyes, there was only the boy's figure growing larger and larger.
Ming Qinyun: "The purification technique sweeps in front, destroying the foundation of the formation. This place has just been burned with soul thoughts, and the layout is disordered, making it difficult to cast the formation."
Ming Ningshuang formed an irregular hand seal with one hand, causing the ground in front of her to tremble continuously.
The vines buried underneath were shattered, and Xu Ming clutched his chest in pain.
Li Zhuiyuan took a step forward, placed his hand on Xu Ming's head, and said:
"Severing one's own tendons and veins."
Xu Ming: "..."
Only Runsheng and Lin Shuyou would treat opening the valves fully and inserting the talisman needles as a normal procedure, but this kind of atmosphere is hard to find in other teams.
Xu Ming strongly suspected that if he didn't do as he was told immediately, the boy behind him would sever his own tendons.
However, Li Zhuiyuan didn't need to do that. Ming Ningshuang came straight for him, and he was standing behind Xu Ming.
If Xu Ming disobeys and does as instructed, he will be smashed into a pool of blood by Ming Ningshuang.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Xu Ming severed his own tendons and veins, causing blood to flow from his seven orifices.
His action caused even the broken vines he had previously released to ooze green sap.
Before Li Zhuiyuan arrived, he knew that it would be difficult to set up formations in this environment, and the formation flags could not be planted securely. Therefore, he had long ago regarded Xu Ming as his "formation diagram", just like Luo Xiaoyu's human chessboard.
The boy rapidly spun the dragon-patterned compass in his left hand, while the evil dragon hovered and pulled above, forming an array that transformed into a giant eye before abruptly closing.
Ming Ningshuang's speed slowed down.
Mingqin Yun: "The Art of Enlightenment, Breaking the Mold."
Ming Ningshuang tried to form a hand seal again, but failed.
Then he switched to using both hands, and a sudden burst of light appeared, like the rising sun.
"what………"
Xu Ming, whose tendons and veins had been severed, felt as if he were being burned by flames and let out a miserable scream.
As Ming Ningshuang continued forward, the array twisted, and Xu Ming's limbs twisted along with it.
Li Zhuiyuan had not encountered an opponent who could directly attack his formation for a long time. This setup was originally intended to deal with Ming Qinyun, and Ming Qinyun could not possibly have done so.
The boy pulled a talisman needle from his bag, held it between his fingers, and stabbed it into the back of Xu Ming's head.
Xu Ming: "!!!"
It's hard to describe this feeling in words. Even though the meridians are severed, streams of blood and energy begin to surge within the body, reconnecting it.
"Flowers bloom and leaves fall."
Xu Ming had lost the ability to think and was simply obeying orders instinctively.
His neck split open, flesh turned inside out, and a small peach tree grew out, supporting a canopy of peach blossoms.
Li Zhuiyuan rotated the central talisman needle at the back of Xu Ming's head. Xu Ming stiffened his neck, his eye sockets became bloodshot, and his eyeballs bulged as if they were about to break off.
"Splash!"
The peach blossoms all fell off.
"Roar!"
The evil dragon slithered down, sweeping away the peach blossoms and creating a deadly feng shui formation.
As the boy's gaze shifted downwards, the deadly trap suddenly descended upon Ming Ningshuang, who was about to break free of the formation.
Ming Qinyun: "Retreat, kill others. That person can't withstand his torment a few more times."
Ming Ningshuang did not retreat. The falling peach blossoms not only brought terrible pressure, but each petal was extremely sharp. When they fell on her, although they did not cause visible damage, they were frantically cutting into her spiritual consciousness.
"Ahhh!"
This time, the scream came from Ming Ningshuang, while Xu Ming's cries had changed to "Oh oh oh".
Targeting her physical body is pointless; her greatest strength lies in her thousand-year-old evil spirit body. Only by attacking her spiritual essence can you make her feel pain.
Ming Qinyun: "The twins are setting up a seal at the entrance of the courtyard, the wolf cub is compressing demonic energy to build up power, and Zhao Yi is waiting for an opportunity to use his trump card against you. You can't retreat now. Endure the pain and charge forward!" The intense killing intent towards Li Zhuiyuan prompted Ming Ningshuang to continue forward despite the intense pain.
Throughout the entire process, aside from a few simple spells, she acted more like a raging bull, trying to break through all obstacles.
Now, she's almost there.
The sap from the vines on the ground was almost completely evaporated, and the peach blossoms above were about to fall away.
When she breaks through completely, Li Zhuiyuan's fate will be sealed, because the others will be arranged by the boy to do other things, and Zhao Yi, who is waiting for an opportunity to strike, will not have time to stand in front of the boy.
However, Ming Qinyun underestimated Xu Ming's potential.
Zhao Yi was not a stingy leader. He would distribute merits to his subordinates, but merits had to be transformed into opportunities first, and then from opportunities into strength. The conversion rate varied depending on the temperament and talent of the people.
Xu Ming is a typical example of this; his merit depletion was too high... You should know that his original role in Zhao Yi's team was that of a front-line warrior.
Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan has been involved in Xu Ming's recent advancements, and the young man has a deep understanding of Xu Ming.
Li Zhuiyuan lifted the dragon-patterned compass and placed it above Xu Ming's head. The compass grid opened rapidly, like a dragon spitting out a pearl, releasing the copper coin into direct contact with Xu Ming.
Water blisters immediately appeared on Xu Ming's body. After the blisters burst, fleshy Ganoderma lucidum sprouted from them. As the root, this reaction was quickly transmitted to the outside.
In an instant, both the vines on the ground and the peach trees overhead grew wildly and rapidly at a terrifying speed that was too fast for the naked eye to see.
The formation has been re-established, and the feng shui has been revived!
Ming Ningshuang let out an even more shrill scream, and then she stopped completely.
Ming Qinyun: "Zhao Yi, he's here."
Zhao Yi dared to let the boy surnamed Li take on the bull alone because he had absolute trust in him; he wasn't worried at all that the boy would fail.
Of course, he never expected that his own Xu Ming could play such a powerful role and be played like this.
The bull has stopped; now it's time to return to its pen.
The first round of combat is the best opportunity, because Ming Ningshuang will become stronger as the battle progresses, and after encountering setbacks, Ming Qinyun's role as a teacher will become increasingly important.
The auras of life and death descended, splitting into two, one on the left and one on the right, appearing beside Ming Ningshuang.
Zhao Yi doesn't need to memorize multiplication tables; he can simply glance at the blueprints when he has a spare moment and won't be affected by Li Zhuiyuan's formations and feng shui.
On the left is Zhao Yi, full of vitality, his skin peeled off to reveal a tender pinkish-red.
The cracked egg was so delicate that it was enveloped in black mist, its hands forming hand seals to solidify the spell, its eyes milky white.
On the right, Zhao Yi looked lifeless. The dragon skin was no longer hanging loosely, but wrapped around a human shape. Even though it was empty inside, he looked like a normal Zhao Yi.
He held the tomb master's knife in both hands, his eyes gleaming with black.
This was the first time Zhao Yi had revealed his most closely guarded secret technique to Li Zhuiyuan, and even to his subordinates.
At first, even Li Zhuiyuan couldn't tell which side was the real one.
Because it's all true.
It's not a clone, not a puppet; it's Zhao Yi dismantling the "life and death" within the crack of the gate of life and death, and forcibly creating another version of himself.
Inside the guesthouse, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that Zhao Yi's puppet could also use the Gate of Life and Death, and that's where the writing began.
Zhao Yi, who was holding the knife, turned around and glanced at the boy behind him.
Representing "death," his eyes held no emotion whatsoever, only a pure desire for slaughter.
The opposition between life and death is practically a template for Li Zhuiyuan and his original self.
Zhao Yi had once obtained the "Secret Techniques of the Black Book," but dared not learn it, knowing it would lead to utter ruin; he also knew he couldn't replicate the multitasking of a young man, but that didn't stop him from adapting to circumstances and creating a path that suited him.
Every time they met, he would open the door of life and death to scan Li Zhuiyuan, and this was not without purpose; he was always observing, learning, and imitating.
This reflects the mindset of his ancestor Zhao Wuyang: "Having seen a high mountain, one should climb it and ride the wind to reach the distant horizon."
Without his skin, Zhao Yi kept forming hand seals in the black mist, frantically releasing spells targeting spiritual thoughts, which struck Ming Ning Shuang.
Zhao Yi, made of dragon skin, wielded the Tomb Master's Blade. Instead of slashing directly, he used the blade's vibrations to inflict soul damage.
One focuses on magic, the other on melee combat.
The former can be expanded, after all, Zhao Yi is also proficient in arrays, techniques, feng shui, puppets, mechanisms... and after losing the restraint of half of his body, his soul's ability to perceive the surroundings will become stronger.
The latter is also versatile. With its body made of dragon skin, it can maximize its speed. At the same time, if it goes to the front row, it is not afraid of being destroyed, because it can easily reassemble itself after being destroyed.
This isn't splitting one into two; it's turning one into two, or even more than two.
He was the first outsider to help the boy cross the river, and he did so the most times. In return, he received a large amount of merit, secret techniques, dragon skin, and the Life-or-Death Gate Sealing Point during maturity...
But every single thing he received was earned through an exchange of equal value; not a single one was a handout.
Moreover, even if Li Zhuiyuan gave the same thing to someone else, he couldn't create a second Zhao Yi, let alone the fact that the young man was able to reach his current heights, which was built by Zhao Yi.
The two Zhao Yis, focused on their work, said in unison:
"How about the one surnamed Li!"
"interesting."
"I've come up with an even more interesting idea."
"Me too."
"Pity."
"Ah."
Ming Qinyun watched all this with a cold eye. While Ming Ningshuang's failure to follow her arrangements was the main reason for the current situation, if she were alive and facing the combined efforts of these two young people, she wouldn't know how she could have done a better job.
At least Ming Ningshuang has this powerful body to protect her, while her physical body in life was too decayed to withstand such torment. If it were destroyed, her soul would leave her body...
Ah, there's a young master from Fengdu on the other side!
This attack method, which focuses solely on the spiritual senses and ignores the physical body, made Ming Ningshuang extremely uncomfortable, as if she were being slowly tortured. Under this relentless barrage of attacks, her consciousness gradually faded away.
Two Zhao Yis appeared, one unleashing a powerful spell, the other slamming the back of his blade down.
Li Zhuiyuan changed the formation and altered the wind, triggering the formation's structure and feng shui phenomena.
"boom!"
Ming Ningshuang, who briefly lost consciousness, was sent flying backward.
Chen Jing: "Now!"
The Liang sisters exchanged a glance, then each placed their hands on Chen Jing's shoulders. The silk threads intertwined, and Chen Jing, along with the threads, darted out and collided with Ming Ning Shuang, forming a relay.
The moment they made contact, A-Jing felt a bone-chilling cold, and her powerful demonic body was covered in frostbite that cracked and bled.
Ignoring everything else, A-Jing carried Ming Ningshuang tightly, determined to take her back to the courtyard.
As the Liang sisters erected the newly set-up seal, they injected blood into it, and a huge, spiderweb-like blood-red grid appeared in their vision, further empowering A-Jing.
Although Li Zhuiyuan did not connect everyone with the red thread, the cooperation was perfect. Now, all that's missing is a perfect ending.
Chen Jing carried Ming Ningshuang up the steps. The seal around the courtyard was warming up and activating. Even now, the spiritual consciousness within Ming Ningshuang's body had not yet awakened.
However, just two steps away from success, Ming Qinyun spoke:
"Dismemberment upon admission to the hospital."
It's an instinct that can be triggered even when one is not fully conscious.
Just as A Jing was about to take the last step, the space in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the Liang sisters' netting also completely failed. Ming Ning Shuang's body disintegrated, with her head, torso, and limbs flying in all directions, thus breaking free from her restraints.
Failed.
Ming Ningshuang opened her eyes in mid-air, regaining consciousness.
The first thing she did upon regaining consciousness was not to recall the rest of her body, but to open her mouth.
Ming Qinyun's expression twisted, and it looked as if a sinister and smug smile had appeared on her face.
Ming Ningshuang swallowed the wisp of Ming Qinyun's symbiotic soul.
This means she has finally realized the importance of Ming Qinyun. From now on, she will behave herself and does not want to be confined back to that courtyard again.
Chen Jing looked unwilling, but still conveyed Brother Yuan's message: "Withdraw!"
The Liang sisters and Chen Jing immediately retreated and rejoined their team.
Xu Ming's eyes were glazed over. Although he had just been tormented to the point of near death, he didn't complain at all. With life and death at stake, suffering a little was nothing. The more comfortable the big boss was with him, the greater his future potential would be.
In this regard, he had long since given up on the second boss; the second boss could only bestow some merit upon him.
The problem is, it didn't work... I'm afraid I'm really going to die here, and right now I'm just a lump of mud, I can't even escape.
The Liang sisters gritted their teeth, and Chen Jing clenched his fists, feeling intense regret and self-blame, hating himself for not being one step faster.
However, when the three looked at their leader and the boy, they found that their expressions were perfectly normal.
In particular, the head made of dragon skin lit a pipe, took a puff, and exhaled it into the black mist surrounding the head.
Zhao Yi couldn't smoke directly in the black fog; his lips were dry and the cigarette was too hot to smoke.
Above the courtyard, Ming Ningshuang's body reassembled and slowly landed.
When she clenched her left fist again and swung it backward, the afterimage reappeared, but this time, her image was crystal clear.
In addition, his right index and middle fingers were joined together, forming a sword gesture.
After the first round, with Ming Qinyun's active "aid and abetting," Ming Ningshuang made rapid progress.
Even when she spoke again, her tone was reminiscent of Ming Qinyun:
"You little beast, although my Ming family aunt is not unfamiliar in the history books of the martial arts world, she once belonged to that unknown and wonderful era. Her past glory is beyond your imagination."
Unfortunately, even if I were to completely control my great-aunt during her lifetime, it would be difficult to reproduce even a tenth or a twentieth of her brilliance.
But, in the present moment, it's more than enough. First, I'll kill you, you little beast, then I'll go find Liu Yumei for tea and a reunion. Hehehehe!
Li Zhuiyuan: "If you can truly avoid harming ordinary people on your journey, I won't stop you. I'll let you go home and have a good chat with my grandmother."
You are just Ming Ningshuang who died long ago.
But in my home, there is Qing'an who is still alive.
Furthermore, the peach grove now contains a portion of the original essence of three great evil spirits of the Liu family, enough to allow Qing'an to return to its peak.
Ming Qinyun: "You little beast, I wish I could drink your blood and eat your flesh, but I also truly like you. If you had met me instead of Liu Yumei first, I would have given you the entire Ming family, instead of just two empty shells with broken ancestral tablets!"
Zhao Yi: "Sigh, there's nothing I can do. It's your Ming family's bad temper. You're like firecrackers that can be set on fire at any moment. My ancestors preferred quiet and elegant people, preferably the kind who don't talk much."
Ming Qinyun: "Is there anything else you want to say?"
Zhao Yi: "Yes, we'll understand next time. We won't try to finish it all. We'll dismember it first and throw the pieces into the yard."
Ming Qinyun: "Yes, but you won't have that chance."
With one round over, the tides have turned, and the opportunity to seal back into power is lost once again. Unless these young people can raise their strength by a significant level and regain a period of dominance, the chance of finding another opportunity to do so will be slim.
But that's obviously impossible.
Ming Ningshuang raised her hand, her sword stance solidified, and the phantom behind her made the same movement. In an instant, the surrounding wind became fierce.
Zhao Yi: "Li, although what you said might violate the 'Code of Conduct for Walking the River,' I actually felt a little sorry for you when A Jing almost sent you to the hospital."
I was actually relieved when the delivery failed. What about you?
Chen Jing hesitated for a moment, then finally blurted out, "You're sick."
Zhao Yi: "Yeah, it's crazy, but when that idea comes up, it would be a real shame not to put it into practice."
Let me make this clear beforehand: I have no intention of stealing your family's "Qin Family Observation of Dragons Method" and "Liu Family Observation of Qi Technique." After all, at my stage, I can at most borrow from them, but it's impossible for me to start practicing these orthodox techniques from scratch.
But I really want to see you, Li, demonstrate the purest Liu family martial arts, and I especially want to see what you look like after practicing martial arts!
Chen Jing was about to feel awkward again, but thankfully, this time Brother Xiao Yuan didn't ask him to relay a message.
A red thread emerged from the boy and connected to Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi was completely unprepared and accepted the connection.
Both Zhao Yi said at the same time, "This is unnecessary."
Li Zhuiyuan: "Reciprocity is key."
The next thing Zhao Yi had to do was to completely entrust his life and death to Li Zhuiyuan.
Before doing so, Li Zhuiyuan entrusted his own life and death to others.
Just like their relationship has always been, it's an equal exchange with neither of them owing the other anything.
Enveloped in black mist, Zhao Yi floated behind Li Zhuiyuan, reached out a hand from the mist, and placed it on the boy's head, lending Li Zhuiyuan his brain.
At the same time, Jiao Pi Zhao Yi's body relaxed, and the tomb owner's knife hung down at his side.
Li Zhuiyuan summoned his true form, multitasking as he activated the Nuo Opera Puppet Technique. Golden threads then sprouted from his body, completely controlling the dragon-skinned Zhao Yi.
"Roar!"
Upon receiving the command, the dragon spirit swooped down and merged into Zhao Yi's dragon skin body, the spirit and the skin perfectly blending together.
next moment,
Jiao Pi Zhao Yi made a similar movement to Ming Ning Shuang when she first stepped out of the courtyard, as if she was getting used to her body.
He first lowered his head, looked at his hands, and then threw the tomb master's knife aside.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz..."
The sound of the invisible valves opening was like the low growls of a dragon, about to rise from the abyss, unable to contain itself any longer.
Jiao Pi Zhao Yi, clench fist, support leg, assume stance, and assume a folding posture!
A smile appeared on Zhao Yi's lips in the black mist behind him, even though it tore at his flesh and caused him pain.
Because you constantly observe, imitate, and learn from him, you will inevitably become more and more like him.
When you stand on the mountaintop, you can see a much wider view.
And this mountain has grown taller because of your presence!
(End of this chapter)