The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 183: The Forgetful Daoist
Inside the Black Wind Village, the houses were connected and most of them were not damaged.

But Yu Jiaolong and her group all had extremely solemn expressions on their faces, and what appeared before their eyes was a hell.

Thousands of people in Black Wind Village have been massacred!
"What a cruel method!"

Mu Xiangyun and Xue Qianrou, who came with Yu Jiaolong, were also slightly moved.

They looked at the corpses on the ground. Some of them had distorted faces before they died, as if they had encountered the most horrific thing in the world before they died.

Next to these corpses, there would always be one or two dehydrated mummies.

"Was this done by the Ghost-Faced Man? Why do I feel like Black Water Abyss is trying to silence us?"

Xue Qianrou said with a serious expression that she had not seen the Demonic Killing Sword that represented the Ghost-Faced Man's signature weapon.

However, he realized that these bandits who had turned into mummies must have been subjected to some kind of evil magic during their lifetime, which caused them to stop recognizing their relatives and start killing each other. This was not like the martial arts style of the Ghost-Faced Man at all.

"No, even if it wasn't done by the Ghost-faced Man, it definitely wasn't done by Black Water Abyss to silence us!"

At this time, she heard Yu Jiaolong denying it. She turned around and saw that Yu Jiaolong had walked to a corpse that seemed to have been tortured beyond recognition and picked up a map next to it.

At this time, the other detectives also entered the village with grim expressions and began to search house by house, trying to find if there were any other clues left.

Mu Xiangyun and Xue Qianrou also walked to Yu Jiaolong's side, and the three women saw two routes outlined in blood on the map.

One path went towards Chunyang Prefecture and stopped abruptly at the border.

There is another one that goes deep into the Corridor Mountains, but it also stops halfway and is obviously not the end.

"If Heishuiyuan wanted to silence us, he wouldn't have left this map behind. It must have been done by the Ghost-faced Man, who deliberately left clues for us!"

Mu Xiangyun nodded: "In that case, let's set off immediately and look at the route to Chunyang Mansion first. We should be able to find more clues. We can leave this to others!"

Yu Jiaolong also nodded in agreement and told the other detectives to search the spot.

Then the three women jumped onto Mu Xiangyun's giant white-feathered bird.

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With a loud and piercing scream, the giant white-feathered bird soared into the sky, and soon turned into a small black dot and disappeared into the sky.

In just a cup of tea, the giant white-feathered bird flew hundreds of miles along the route marked on the map.

Yu Jiaolong and the other two girls stared at the ground closely, taking in the scenery along the way.

"There is a situation!"

Suddenly, Mu Xiangyun's eyes focused, as if she had seen something, and she greeted him.

Immediately, the giant white-feathered bird with human-like nature spread its wings and quickly descended.

Yu Jiaolong and Xue Qianrou saw small black spots on the ground gradually getting bigger, and there was a valley below.

At this time, the valley was filled with blood, like a killing field.

There were not only dead bodies of people, but also dead bodies of horses.

In addition, hundreds of carriages stood quietly on the ground.

When the giant white-feathered bird landed, the three women jumped down immediately and quickly checked the corpses.

Among the hundreds of corpses, half were bandits from the Black Wind Village, and the other half were wearing the uniforms of escorts from the Sihai Escort Agency, but at this moment, there was not a single survivor.

The knife marks on his body still retained the murderous intent, and Yu Jiaolong and Xue Qianrou also cheered up.

"It's the Ghost-Faced Man's knife. He really did leave clues!"

At this time, Mu Xiangyun walked to a carriage, waved her hand, and directly opened the sealed box. A fragrance wafted out, but when she saw what was inside, her pupils shrank suddenly.

"Come and see this thing!"

Yu Jiaolong and Xue Qianrou hurried forward, took a look, and were immediately horrified.

The three girls saw a person curled up inside the box.

But this person is extremely strange, and his appearance is even stranger than that of a water ghost.

Its body was smooth and its skin was as white as snow without a trace of hair. Even its pores were tightly closed, as if there were no pores at all.

Although the aura seemed weak in the eyes of the three women, it was extremely pure.

The space in the box was not large, but the other person's body was so weak and boneless that he curled up into a ball and was locked in the box.

Xue Qianrou was shocked when she saw this and exclaimed, "This is the alchemist of the Forget Love Dao!"

Yu Jiaolong's eyes narrowed: "Are you sure it's the Way of Forgetfulness?!"

The Way of Forgetfulness is one of the thirty-six demons.

It was originally a branch of Taoism, but five hundred years ago, one of the sect's geniuses went to extremes, cutting off all emotions and desires overnight, becoming like a demon.

Since Forget Love became one of the Eight Demons, all his disciples have become cold and heartless. Even if they still have a trace of emotion when they first enter the sect, after practicing the Forget Love technique, their emotions will be erased bit by bit.

Unless one can reach the high state of "Tao is affectionate but heartless, Tao is heartless but affectionate", otherwise the whole person is no different from a cold stone.

The methods used by the Forget Love Path are as despicable as those of the Blood Demon Path. As long as it helps them pursue their own path, they will stop at nothing and have no concept of good or evil. To them, secular morality is just an obstacle that slows down their own progress.

The alchemist that Yu Jiaolong and the other two girls are seeing now is the one who developed a unorthodox alchemy method from the Dao of Forgetfulness.

They believed that the human body contained great medicine, so they transformed people into Dan people with pure aura.

The body and mind of the alchemist are purified to be pure and flawless, and then the elixir is refined with the alchemist's essence to bring the quality of the elixir to a higher level.

But the soul is pure and flawless. It can be said that the whole person is neither alive nor dead, like a living dead.

The body's functional activities are reduced to the lowest point, and even if you eat, you can survive for several months without starving to death.

Yu Jiaolong also felt a little nauseous, but her expression became more solemn.

"That is to say, in addition to the Tianli Sect, the Wangqing Dao also had a hand in the disappearance of people in Chunyang Prefecture!"

Mu Xiangyun took a deep breath and opened more than a dozen sealed boxes one after another, and saw that they were all filled with pure and flawless alchemists.

It was obvious that all the sealed boxes contained Danes.

There is no need to guess where these alchemists came from, they are all the missing people from Chunyang Prefecture!

"What exactly is Black Water Abyss planning? Why is it transporting so many Dan people to the depths of the Corridor Mountain?"

This question was not only pondered by Yu Jiaolong and the other two girls, but also by Fang Xun.

His figure was seen flying through the mountains, following the obvious ruts on the rugged path, tracking the traces of the convoy.

After he slaughtered the Black Wind Village, he rode non-stop to catch up with the convoy that was transporting grain and pig iron to Chunyang Prefecture.

Fang Xun already had some guesses in his mind as to why Sanyuetang wanted to transport a large amount of grain and pig iron to Chunyang Prefecture.

But the other party's transportation of alchemists into the Corridor Mountains really made him feel puzzled.

After thinking for a while, Fang Xun could only suppress his doubts in his heart for the time being and continue to move towards the Corridor Mountains to find Dongfang Que first. In the dense forest, Dongfang Que hid his figure, and did not dare to relax his eyes for a moment, never leaving the slowly moving convoy in the distance.

After following for so many days, the convoy still hasn't reached the destination, but Dongfang Que doesn't show any impatience, just like a patient hunter.

Suddenly his ears moved and he shouted suddenly.

"Who?!"

But when he turned around, he saw a cold, green-faced, fang-like face.

Dongfang Que was shocked at first, but he immediately felt relieved.

"Brother Xun?"

Fang Xun nodded and said, "You have done enough. Let Yu Jiaolong and the others take over this matter. You don't need to follow up any further."

He followed the traces left by the caravan along the way and easily caught up with them. He also easily found Dongfang Que hiding in the dense woods.

"But."

Dongfang Que looked a little unwilling, but was immediately interrupted by Fang Xun: "Let the tall guy handle the affairs of Chunyang Mansion. Come back with me first."

"it is good!"

Dongfang Que took a deep look at the convoy and said nothing more. He and Fang Xun turned around and headed back without any delay.

The two of them flew all the way and rushed towards the direction of Jinling Prefecture.

But before a quarter of an hour had passed, Fang Xun's expression suddenly changed, and he seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped.

"There's danger ahead, try another route!"

On a whim, he suddenly felt that if he continued to move forward, he would encounter a major crisis!

He turned around without saying a word, and Dongfang Que followed closely with a serious expression.

Although Fang Xun was not a master at this time, after digesting the accumulation of Gu Shentong and Wan Guizang, his spiritual perception was extremely sharp, and was no less than Gu Shentong's "Emperor's Qi-Seeing Technique".

When danger is about to occur, the spiritual inspiration will be the first to give an early warning. It is more effective than most enlightened warriors and is even not inferior to some masters.

The two did not continue to fly out of the mountain, but instead went deeper and made a circle.

Sure enough, not long after they changed their route, a figure in a black robe appeared in the mountains and forests, climbing walls and walking on trees.

In an instant, it swept nearly ten feet, and in just a cup of tea, it went several miles away.

As he flew by, his robes fluttered and the wind whistled. He was obviously a master of Yin Shen.

If Fang Xun and Dongfang Que continued to move forward, they would probably run into this master in no time.

And if he saw him, he would recognize that this black-robed master was the man he had met in Lijian Pavilion, the third master of Sanyue Hall.

The black-robed master did not realize that he had just missed Fang Xun and the other two. He saw him galloping towards the Black Wind Village without stopping.

But not long after, he suddenly stopped, stood on the top of a tall tree, and looked up at the sky.

The sky is bright with a bright moon and sparse stars, and the mountains are silent.

But in the starry sky, there was a white shadow stretching across the sky, rapidly approaching him from afar.

"Another crazy woman from the Yinyue Sect? What bad luck!"

The black-robed master's face darkened as he turned to leave.

Suddenly, a loud cry was heard, and a figure jumped down from the bird's back and pressed down with the force of a mountain.

It was so fast that it landed on the head of the black-robed master in the blink of an eye.

But when he slightly opened his five fingers, invisible energy shot out from between his fingers, densely interweaving into a net to protect his head, reaching everywhere and indestructible!
boom--

The two sides collided in an instant, with a loud bang that shook the sky. In the forest below, the towering trees were blown down by the strong wind.

Frost condensed on the ground, extinguishing the slight heat of early autumn, and in an instant it turned into the coldest month of winter.

Mu Xiangyun and the black-robed master were seen fighting in the woods. Flowers, trees, mud, sand and rocks were flying everywhere, and the area within ten feet was suddenly in a mess.

The giant white-feathered bird also lowered its altitude and circled over the battlefield.

After fighting for dozens of moves, Mu Xiangyun sneered.

"Oh, you dare to hold back and not use your original skills in front of me, you are really courting death!"

The black-robed master had a blank expression on his face and said nothing, but he fought back with his actions.

Then he suddenly pushed out with his palm, not slapping, but pushing!
In an instant, Mu Xiangyun felt that the world in front of her had changed, as if the thing in front of her was not air, but a towering mountain being pushed towards her by the black-robed man.

In an instant, large trees on the ground rose up, mixed with a few huge rocks, and rushed towards Mu Xiangyun violently.

"roll!"

The loud shout that followed was like thunder.

Driven by the powerful true energy, the air seemed to turn into an ocean and instantly became as thick as mercury slurry.

"Pushing Mountain Palm? I finally couldn't help it."

Mu Xiangyun sneered. She showed no fear in the face of this powerful and terrifying blow. She put her five fingers together and drew her sword.

Suddenly, a silver moon rose into the sky, and its cold silver light immediately shattered the illusory mountain that was condensed by the powerful energy.

At this moment, a cold female voice suddenly sounded in the sky, echoing back and forth in the night, with the lingering sound endless.

"Kill me!"

Zheng——

The sound of killing cavalry exploded.

Yu Jiaolong jumped down from the giant white-feathered bird and swung the serrated sword from above.

As the sword danced, it flashed and stirred up a three-foot-high gust of wind.

Yu Jiaolong was like a silver dragon stretching out its claws across the sky. In an instant, it came from far away and was like a mighty river rolling down from the sky. From high to low, it was unstoppable and slashed towards the head of the black-robed master!
Xue Qianrou, who was watching the battle on the back of a bird, felt a fierce killing sensation.

"Ok?"

Although the black-robed master showed no fear, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The palm that he pushed out horizontally suddenly turned upward, stirring up the waves of the sky, and he used his flesh and blood body to meet the serrated sword.

In an instant, the knife and palm collided.

laugh--

(End of this chapter)