Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 181 Three Corpse Brain Pill

Ding Mian did not expect Yan Ming to speak so impolitely, his face flushed from holding back for a while, and he stared at the other party, both angry and afraid.

Being scolded by Yan Ming, Ding Mian couldn't hold back, but his reason told him that he was not Yan Ming's opponent.

"Okay, okay! The surname Yan, don't be too arrogant, you will be unlucky sometimes."

After Ding Mian finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Senior Brother Ding, I'm leaving now..."

Daoist Chongxu also wanted to ask Ding Mian what was the matter of rushing in, but the other party waved his hand and ran out with big strides, not wanting to stay here any longer.

"This……"

Taoist priest Chongxu had a bit of a wry smile on his face.

Although the strength of the Songshan faction was greatly damaged and its status in the Jianghu was not as good as before, he still considered going to the other party to explain it afterwards, so as not to hurt the bright face between Wudang and Songshan.

Yan Ming, on the other hand, scolded Ding Mian away with a few words. His expression remained as usual, and he slowly picked up the tea bowl next to him and took another sip.

"Uncle Ding, let's just forget about it?"

Walking out of the Wudang School gate, several Songshan School disciples surrounded Ding Mian and asked indignantly.

They have plummeted from the Songshan disciples with a sense of superiority to what they are now, all thanks to Yan Ming, and when they saw him suddenly, they wished to take revenge on the spot.

Although I couldn't fight, I still couldn't swallow the anger in my heart.

"Humph, it's up to us to decide whether it's over or not? Even if you are included, can we deal with Yan Ming?" Ding Mian said angrily.

Several disciples were speechless.

Before Yan Ming was able to single-handedly defeat several masters of the Songshan School, including Zuo Lengchan, which could be called his key battle to become famous. Now Yan Ming will only be stronger, even if they all break through to the master level now, and then Tied together, they are not Yan Ming's opponents.

And everyone is a little frustrated.

But Ding Mian changed the subject: "But you are right, it really can't be done like this, but we need to look for opportunities."

While talking, Ding Mian took several disciples of the Songshan School down the mountain.

After another period of time, night fell, and the mountain gate of the Wudang School also became quiet.

Under the dim moonlight, a figure suddenly left the Wudang faction and headed down the mountain.

His figure is erratic, and he doesn't seem to be exerting much force, but his speed is extremely fast, and he can easily fly far away in a fluttering manner, almost beyond the limit of ordinary people's eyesight.

This figure is Yan Ming.

Soon, Yan Ming came to the foot of the mountain, and then continued to go in one direction, which was very clear.

Not long after, Yan Ming sneaked into a small village not far from the foot of Wudang Mountain.

In the courtyard of a farmhouse that didn't seem to have anything special, several figures dressed as warriors were standing or sitting.

Another person took advantage of the night to lie on the beam of the house to protect himself from the wind, looking around from time to time with a pair of sharp eyes.

They are just a few members of the Devil's Cult who escaped, and even include elders.

An old man in black sitting in the center of the courtyard was frowning.

"Don't worry, Elder Tong, if we have something in our hands, the Wudang faction will definitely help. We can't escape round after round of pursuit by ourselves, but if they cause conflict, we can take advantage of the chaos and escape .”

A person next to him comforted him.

"Well, I hope everything goes well, except..."

As soon as he said this, the figure standing guard on the beam suddenly trembled, then turned over and fell down, screaming in pain.

"who!"

"Lang lang lang!"

Several people in the courtyard immediately stood up, drew their weapons, and stared at their surroundings in horror.

"You guys have a good idea, but it's just that you don't pay much attention to the methods of the holy religion?"

In the dark night, a beautiful young female voice came, ethereal, half as if unreal.

But accompanied by the sound of swishing body skills, it seems that many people around have approached.

"Saint...Holy aunt!"

The headed old man narrowed his eyes, but remained calm, but the faces of the people around him had changed, full of fear, and they unconsciously tightened the weapons in their hands.

"Holy aunt, Dongfang Bubai is fatuous, self-willed to degenerate, and hires traitors. We left the holy religion because we had no choice but to do so. Seeing that we have worked hard for the holy religion for many years, why are we still pushing each other so hard?" !"

The leading elder Tong shouted loudly.

But suddenly, something seemed to brush his cheek, and then a person next to him fell to the ground screaming.

He covered his face with his hands and let out a scream. After he rolled over twice, his face was already black and he was slowly dying.

"Uncle Tong, what you said is wrong..."

Elder Tong and the others suddenly turned their heads and followed the source of the sound. A young and pretty woman was already sitting on the wall.

"Uncle Tong, you watched me grow up, and you even hugged me when you were a child. You have worked hard for most of your life for the holy religion, but you shouldn't leave the leader without saying goodbye. Why don't you go back with me, and I will definitely do it for you in front of the leader. say."

The woman persuaded.

"The leader? Haha, the leader! Our leader has not spoken for many years. Now all affairs in the church are decided by Yang Lianting. Even if I go back, will I have a way to survive?"

Elder Tong scolded angrily, but there was a trace of sadness in his tone.

"Ugh!"

The girl also heaved a long sigh and didn't answer.

Because he knew that what Elder Tong said was true.

Ever since Dongfang Bubai practiced the Sunflower Book, his martial arts have reached the top in the world, but his temperament has become more and more eccentric. The brothers in the teaching haven't heard Dongfang Bubai speak for several years, and all orders are conveyed by Yang Lianting.

At this time another voice sounded.

"Since the holy aunt has said all the good things, it's time for us to do it! Tong Baixiong, you are toasting, not eating and drinking!"

Immediately, several figures jumped in from the outside and landed on the opposite side.

The master of the Qinglong Hall of the Sun Moon God Sect, the yellow-faced venerable Jia Bu, the master of the White Tiger Hall Shangguan Yun, the elder Sang Sanniang...

Tong Baixiong glanced at them and immediately recognized them all.

Several elder-level figures came, and there were shadowy shadows outside, and it was unknown how many people were ambushing, Tong Baixiong's heart sank for a moment.

He hid here, and even the Wudang Sect who was deeply rooted nearby couldn't find him. Why did the people in the Demon Cult find him so accurately?

In this way, don't all my plans become a joke?
Seeing Tong Baixiong's complexion, Jia Bu on the opposite side spoke.

"Tong Baixiong, do you think you can break away from the Holy Cult by finding a way to cover up the three-corpse brain pill in your body? Didn't you think we would have a backup?"

"As long as the Three Corpse Brain Pill is on your body for one day, you will always be a member of the Holy Cult. No matter whether you live or die, no matter where you are, the Holy Cult can find you and easily kill you!"

"Now, go back obediently, kneel in front of the Eastern Hierarch and admit your mistakes, maybe the Eastern Hierarch will be merciful and give you a good time."

The more Jia Bu talked, the more proud he became, shaking his head.

He is a newcomer who was promoted after Dongfang Bubai took charge, and he doesn't have much to deal with such meritorious veterans as Tong Baixiong.

"You fart!"

Tong Baixiong shouted loudly, and the weapon in his hand went straight to Jia Bu accompanied by surging qi.

Seeing this, the few people around him immediately acted. They knew that for the current plan, only by killing a bloody path would they have a chance of survival.

"what!"

A few people had just moved, and before they took a few steps, their bodies shook suddenly, and then the muscles on their faces twisted, and they put on a look of extreme pain, and fell to the ground.

"What happen to you guys?"

Tong Baixiong was surprised when Jia Bu dodged the attack.

"Hmph, Tong Baixiong, do you think the Holy Cult has no way to break your tricks? Are you still trying to cover up the three corpse brain magic pill?"

As soon as he heard what the other party said, Tong Baixiong understood, it turned out that this was their method being countered, which directly stimulated the effect of the Three Corpse Brain Pill.

The Three Corpse Brain Pill is the nightmare of every member of the Demon Cult, and it is also Dongfang Bubai's weapon to control the Sun Moon God Sect.

As long as you take it, you have to take the antidote regularly every year, otherwise the corpse insects will enter the brain, and the pain is simply unbearable.

And Dongfang Bubai also mastered the method of mobilizing the three corpse brain pills at any time.

Tong Baixiong has been concentrating on it for many years. He thinks that he has developed a secret method that can lock the three corpse brain pill in his body, cut off contact with the outside world, and maintain a dormant state all the time, so he dared to leave the Demon Sect.

But now it seems that his secret method has undoubtedly failed.

"Tong Baixiong, tell me obediently, where are you hiding all the things you stole?"

While avoiding Tong Baixiong's attack, Jia Bu said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tong Baixiong rushed to attack one after another, but failed to hurt him, the more flustered he was, the more disorganized his hands became.

"I, I said, please don't torture me, kill me, kill me!"

Tong Baixiong's side had a crooked nose and slanted eyes, his face was ferocious, completely changed, and he stood on the ground and cried out in pain.

"It's hidden in that well in the yard!"

Jia Bu's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Shangguan Yun immediately beckoned people to come forward, opened the manhole cover in the courtyard, and looked inside, only to see a pool of dark well water.

Shangguan Yun leaned over to take a look, and stretched out his hand, his true energy was revealed, the well water was directly picked up by the huge force, revealing some things below.

Seeing this, Shangguan Yun was overjoyed.

Tong Baixiong was shocked when he saw this, and was about to come over to stop him, but was entangled by Jia Bu.

Shangguan Yun ordered people to salvage the contents inside, and tore open a corner of the oil-paper package outside to have a look, sure enough, it was the things that Tong Baixiong stole.

They had expected that Tong Baixiong would not let things leave their side.

"Pfft..."

A muffled sound came, and the people on Tong Baixiong's side were dealt with without any resistance.

Only Tong Baixiong in the courtyard has not surrendered yet, but he is entangled by Jia Bu. Outside, Shangguan Yunsang Sanniang and others surround him and look at him playfully.

The saint sitting on the wall couldn't bear it a little when she saw this, she turned her head away and sighed softly.

Tong Baixiong also lost his last support, his eyes filled with despair.

Throwing back his hand suddenly, he put the weapon across his neck, intending to commit suicide.

"Stop him!"

Shangguan Yun shouted anxiously, he would not allow Tong Baixiong to die so easily, he hadn't played enough yet.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly hit.

From the corner of Shangguan Yun's eyes, he only saw a figure, and before he could react, it had already floated to the side of the demon cult members who had just salvaged something like a ghost.

"who!"

Without even thinking about it, Shangguan Yun struck out with a palm.

His palm kung fu is powerful, and he has improved even more recently.

However, the opponent didn't dodge or dodge, and directly moved at a high speed to indirect his palm.

There was no violent noise in the palm force, but like a stone sinking into the sea, the opponent's hand gently turned a few times, as if he had picked up something, and then pushed.

Shangguan Yun's hair and clothes suddenly flew backwards. Just now, his palm turned 180 degrees and flew towards him in reverse.

It's a good move to leverage your strength!

Shangguan Yun was startled, and while dodging, he pressed forward again.

And that figure had already arrived in front of several people in an instant. He waved his sleeves, and the chests and abdomen of several demon sect members instantly sunk. Their whole bodies seemed to have turned into overripe lobsters. Their bodies were completely dislocated, blood spurted from their mouths, and they fell to the ground. Death.

The things they just salvaged naturally fell into the hands of each other.

This figure is Yan Ming.

Yan Ming reached out and intercepted it naturally.

There is a long sword in his hand, full of weight, and a faint sense of sharpness on the sword is transmitted through the fingertips. It seems that no matter how much time passes, it cannot conceal its sharpness.

The True Martial Sword is here!
Yan Ming raised his hand and looked at it.

It was a coincidence that he just found the neighborhood according to the information he obtained and the traces he had detected, and he happened to encounter the scene where the demon cult members came to find fault.

You don't need to look for this thing yourself, you can get it directly.

Yan Ming looked away from the True Martial Sword and looked at Shangguan Yun.

He took a package just now, but did not return it, and now he just rushed over.

"Bring something!"

Yan Ming stretched out his hand flatly, facing the other party.

"What a big tone, where did you come from, dare to act wild when our Holy Church is doing business..."

Shangguan Yun's words came to an abrupt end, because in his eyes, Yan Ming's palm suddenly grew bigger against the wind, and the mighty true energy actually condensed into a phantom of sharp claws, grabbing towards him.

Shangguan Yun's hair flew back again, and before he could think about it, his sharp claws sped up and grabbed him like a chick.

"you!"

Before Shangguan Yun could say anything, his whole body exploded delicately. His strong protective qi did not work, and was crushed by sharp claws, and then his body was deformed, sunken, and his bones were broken. embedded in other parts.

"puff!"

Shangguan Yun's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he immediately lost the ability to resist.

Yan Ming grasped it with the other hand, and Ling Kong took the fallen package and grabbed it in his hand.

Then he threw Shangguan Yun out like throwing out trash.

"boom!"

The body smashed on the low courtyard wall, knocked it down, and flew a long way before hitting the ground and smashing a hole.

Yan Ming opened the package and looked overjoyed.

Under the oilcloth bag, the first book is the Taijiquan Sutra without any water!

This book not only records the concept of Tai Chi exercises, but also is written by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang School.

Yan Ming took it into his hands and couldn't help being very satisfied.

And all of this happened within a few breaths.

When the other members of the Demon Cult in the courtyard realized, Shangguan Yun was already lying in the deep pit outside.

Who is this, so fierce?
(End of this chapter)