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Chapter 103 The events of the year
"So there should be more than one Long Sword Gorefiend?" Yang Qi asked.

"No." Song Dongfeng shook his head.

"I can confirm that the long-sword blood demon is a member of the Rebirth Cult, and the person who rescued him is just an ordinary warrior."

Reincarnation teaching!

Yang Qi was shocked.

Originally, the whole family was sentenced to prison because of the incident involving rebirth.

And in his memory, Yang Kaitai did have close contact with a group of mysterious people.

At that time, because I was too young, I didn't take this matter to heart.

Later, Yang Qi traveled over, checked his memory, and then combined with it, he was sentenced to exile and exile.

Only then did he realize that the group of mysterious people should be followers of the Rebirth Cult.

The reason why he dared to be so sure was because Yang Qi had personally touched the Past Life Blade.

In my memory, when Yuanzheng was five years old, a fat monk with a bald head came to the house.

Yang Kaitai was very surprised and nervous when he saw the fat monk for the first time, and then hurriedly welcomed him into the house.

"Master Deben, how are you doing recently?" Yang Kaitai asked hastily.

At this time, the young Yang Qi ran over bouncing around.

"Haha, I just dropped by and absorbed the whole family of a guy who has been against me, and I haven't had time to refine it yet." The fat monk saw Yang Qi, with a big smile on his face, and hugged him in his arms.

"Child, whose family are you from?"

"I belong to my family." Yang Qi said childishly.

"Hahaha." The fat monk laughed heartily, shaking Yang Qi left and right in his arms.

And Yang Qi laughed loudly at being shaken, and at the same time stretched out his small hand to grab the huge Buddhist beads on the fat monk's neck.

The moment his hand touched the Buddha beads, Yang Qi's brain thumped.

A force of qi and blood rushed straight into Yang Qi's body.

"It's broken!" The fat monk yelled.

Then Yang Qi became dizzy and didn't know anything.

Later, in Yang Qi's memory, the original body's father, Yang Kaitai, always stared at his face and sighed from time to time.

At that time, due to his young age, Yang Qi didn't understand what the power of qi and blood represented.

Later, when I grew up, I didn't feel any discomfort in my body, so I left this matter behind.

Yang Qi traveled across time, and after combing through his memory carefully, he discovered something that made him dumbfounded.

His current body looks nothing like Yang Kaitai's.

Yang Kaitai looks like a literati, with a thin face, a slightly elongated face and a broad forehead.

On the other hand, Yang Qi is handsome and has a sunny temperament.

If an outsider sees the two for the first time, it is difficult to think that they are father and son.

Coupled with the fact that Yang Kaitai was implicated in the death education case, Yang Qi made a bold assumption.

The Buddhist beads worn by the fat monk back then were rebirth blades, and after being exposed to the Buddhist beads when he was young, the power of qi and blood changed his body.

So today when Song Dongfeng talked about the Rebirth Teaching again, Yang Qi was startled, and the memory buried in his heart was awakened again.

At this time Song Dongfeng continued: "I once fought against people from the Death Sect in Xuzhou, and I always remember the strong energy and blood power clearly, and I will not admit my mistake."

"But there's one thing I'm curious about."

"What's so strange?" Xie Furong asked.

"It seems that the missing people in the city should all have been sucked dry by the dead blade, but where are the corpses?"

"Corpse?" Xie Furong didn't understand what Song Dongfeng said.

"After the people of the Resurrection Sect absorb Qi and blood, they will leave a dry and stiff body, but the people in the city are all missing, and no corpses were found at the scene." Song Dongfeng explained.

"Would it be that the long-sword gorefiend disposed of the corpse?" Xie Furong asked.

"No." Song Dongfeng shook his head, "If it's one or two, it's possible."

"But the long-knife blood demon killed a lot of people, so it must be too late to deal with so many corpses."

"That's why I didn't immediately judge that the opponent is a member of the Rebirth Cult, but I can confirm it as soon as I fight."

"Oh." Xie Furong nodded with a vague understanding.

"Then who would save a dead believer?" Yang Qi was a little puzzled.

"I don't know. The disciples of the Rebirth Cult are shouting and beating in the rivers and lakes. I really can't think of anyone who can secretly help them?"

Yang Qi: "..."

Thinking of Yuan Shen's father, Yang Qi felt a throbbing in his heart.

He couldn't figure out why Yang Kaitai had colluded with people from the Death Sect, and he didn't want to know the reason.

Now that someone is secretly helping someone from the Death Sect, Yang Qi subconsciously refuses to investigate this matter.

"No matter who it is, there are six gates' heads to take care of it, so let's go on our way." Yang Qi said.

When Song Dongfeng heard Yang Qi say this, he pondered for a moment, "I have just been promoted to the eighth rank, I am afraid it will take a day to consolidate the realm..."

"Then let's stay for one more day." Yang Qi said.

In fact, with Song Dongfeng's accumulated background, he didn't need to spend another day at all. The reason why he stayed an extra day was because he had some doubts in his heart.

The warrior holding the scimitar that I met last night was deliberately displaying his sword intent, as if he was feeding him a move.

This made Song Dongfeng very puzzled.

Although he has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years and has met many friends, none of them are above the eighth rank, let alone comprehend the sword intent.

Otherwise, Song Dongfeng wouldn't have wasted so long, staying in the seventh-rank realm.

In fact, if he was willing to take a chance, he might have been promoted to the eighth-rank realm long ago.

However, Song Dongfeng has his own ambitions, and he also wants to climb higher mountains in martial arts.

That is to become a ninth-rank innate powerhouse.

But if you can't comprehend artistic conception martial arts before the eighth rank, you will stop at the seventh rank for the rest of your life.

That's why he has always wanted to comprehend his own sword intent, and then use it to advance to the eighth-rank realm.

Faced with Xu Yushi's ninth-rank oppression and Yang Qi's "Little Li Flying Knife" before, he already felt the finishing touch to comprehend the meaning of the sword.

But in the end it failed.

It wasn't until last night that Song Dongfeng realized the sword intent under the saber intent of the scimitar warrior.

He was puzzled as to who would help him like this, but he also vaguely had a bold guess.

And he also wanted to know if that scimitar warrior would show up tonight.

stay till night.

Song Dongfeng still slipped out of the room quietly, and used his lightness kung fu to keep running around the city of Youzhou.

From time to time, he would suddenly look back to see if anyone was following him.

As a result, I wandered all night and found nothing.

Since that person didn't show up, forget it.

But since the other party intends to help him, it may appear in the future.

After all, there are not many warriors who use scimitars and know sword intent, and they will know sooner or later.

So the second day.

The two brothers Yang Qi and Song Dongfeng's master and apprentice left Youzhou City and headed for Heishi City.

(End of this chapter)