This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 61: Touch and you will die, touch and you will die

Inside Zhaojiazhuang, the doors and windows were closed, the alleys were empty, and the sounds of chickens and dogs were unheard.

It was broad daylight, but the village was filled with a chilly atmosphere. The branches and leaves of the trees swayed gently in the chilly wind, and the rustling sound made the village even quieter.

More than a dozen young heroes from the martial arts world entered Zhaojiazhuang. The leader Mingzhu saw a thin mist rising all around and knew that their plan had been exposed. They had received news from Huangquan Dao, and Huangquan Dao had also received news from them.

Ming Zhu was not surprised at all. It would be strange if no news leaked out among dozens of people.

Everything is going as planned, just proceed step by step.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the complaints of evil spirits rang out. The tightly closed doors and windows opened one after another. There was smoke from cooking, people walking, and children chasing and playing with laughter. The dead silent village came alive.

"Evil ghosts are covering your eyes. There are many fierce ghosts here. Please be careful and don't be deceived by them."

Mingzhu put his hands together, chanted Buddhist scriptures and guarded the altar. His body cut through a ray of faint golden light, dispersing the surrounding fog and coldness, making ghosts dare not approach.

The discerning young hero knew that he had stepped into the formation set up by the disciples of Huangquan Dao. He followed the method of breaking the formation taught by his master, silently recited the mantra, stepped on the steps, and disappeared in a few turns.

Then there was a cry of pain and the sound of swords and knives.

This is the end of self-confidence.

Even though his teammates were bad, Mingzhu couldn't just sit there and do nothing. He told everyone not to act on their own and to stick together to rescue them.

No one knew how long they had been wandering around in the formation. More than a dozen young heroes, all with injuries, followed Ming Zhu obediently, no longer mentioning the secret method of breaking the formation taught by their master.

It wasn’t that the commander had a hidden trick up his sleeve; it was just that they were not skilled enough and suffered from lack of experience.

Trapped in the formation and unable to get out, Mingzhu remained calm and walked around to master the rules of the formation. He knew that this formation could only trap people, and that if he ignored the harassment from evil spirits, he would not get hurt.

He found a way out of the formation and walked slowly with a group of people. He thought that after thirty steps, they would be able to escape safely.

At this moment, the thick fog in front dissipated, revealing a large open space, and a figure holding a knife stood in front of everyone.

Towards the distance.

He held a small flag in his hand, and four or five green flames were burning behind him. Each flame represented the life of a Huangquan Dao disciple.

Seeing Xiang Yuan, Ming Zhu was slightly stunned, and the young men behind him all gasped.

"What a powerful formation, it can actually come alive!"

"I can't tell the difference between what's real and what's fake."

The young heroes thought they were still in the formation and kept whispering to each other. Xiang Yuan nodded to Ming Zhu, turned around and headed straight for Linjiazhuang.

After Xiang Yuan left, the support team finally arrived. Seeing the ashes all over the ground, they were full of admiration and praised him generously.

"Brother Xiang is really amazing. When we entered the formation just now, he broke through the maze in no time."

"After a fierce attack, all the demons of Huangquan Dao were killed before we could even make a move..."

"More than that. Look at his amazing strength and sharp sword. Any demon from Huangquan Dao will die if he touches it."

"Two others flew quite far and were cremated before they even hit the ground!"

Mingzhu listened and sighed repeatedly. He did not bother to search carefully and asked everyone to go to Linjiazhuang quickly.

They are running too slowly. Today is Xiang Yuan’s one-man show. They should not watch anything else. Just watch the show and breathe in the cold air.

……

Linjiazhuang.

In the heavy fog, the long sword in Sima Qingyan's hand was like a swimming fish. Silver light flashed as he waved his hand, gently wiping the attacker's neck and quietly taking away a life.

She looked at the black-robed corpse on the ground, frowned, and couldn't help but let out a light exclamation.

Once a disciple of Huangquan Dao dies, his body will be burned by ghost fire, but the body in front of him is well preserved.

The smell of conspiracy was overwhelming. Sima Qingyan did not dare to kill anyone. Facing the next attacker in black robe, she only injured him but did not kill him. She lifted the hood covering his face and saw a pale face that looked confused and lost.

He has reached the state of enlightenment and has extraordinary martial arts skills. He is not an ordinary villager...

Where did the Huangquan Dao disciples capture these people?

The thought was extremely terrifying. Sima Qingyan did not dare to stay for long. He followed the sound and found his junior sister Tang Rou.

Not only did she discover something strange, but the entire team realized something was wrong. They were worried that the disciples of Huangquan Dao would kidnap innocent people and frame them for killing innocent people, so they gathered together to look for a way to break the formation.

Outside the formation, a Huangquan Dao disciple holding a small flag heard the fighting in the formation gradually stop and a sneer appeared on his lips.

This man has an aquiline nose, a pointed beak, narrow eyes and no eyebrows. According to the physiognomy book, he is a very treacherous person who can kill people without a knife and is best at shooting arrows from the dark.

"Brother, you have a good plan. With a little trick, you made these young heroes and the Five Poison Sect become enemies." Three black robes came over, laughing and praising the hook nose's methods. "Brother, you are joking. It is obvious that they can't distinguish between good and evil. They only know how to kill people. I just invited a few friends from the Five Poison Sect to stay for a while and used a female ghost to entertain them." The hook nose sneered.

"My younger brother made a mistake in speaking, please don't blame me, Senior Brother."

The three black-robed men saw the movement in the formation stop and said hurriedly, "Brother, the plan is complete. The people from the Five Poison Sect will be here at any time. Let's leave quickly."

"Well, let's go to Zhaojiazhuang and pick up the other junior brothers. When the large group of people from the Five Poison Sect arrives, let them fight each other and let the blood flow like a river..." The hooked nose was secretly proud. If it weren't for his lack of strength, he really wanted to stay on the scene to admire his masterpiece.

Just as he was about to turn around, a staggering figure came running towards him. He was wearing a black robe and holding a long sword, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

His head is covered and his face cannot be seen clearly.

"What's going on? What happened over there?"

The hook-nosed man showed his displeasure: "I have repeatedly told you to just lure these brainless young heroes into the battle. Who is it that is doing unnecessary things and is greedy for killing and disobeying orders?"

Suddenly, the staggering man in black robe suddenly accelerated, and the long sword cut through the arrogant light, like a huge wave hitting the sky, with huge waves and pear blossoms blooming all over the tree.

There was also a gust of wind, the tiger's roar was breathtaking, and each move was fatal. It surrounded the four men with hooked noses, blocking all variables and forcing them to have no way to retreat and could only take the attack.

"No, he's not..."

The three men in black robes were instantly enveloped by white light. After hearing a series of sounds of broken bones and tendons, they were submerged by the roaring tiger.

The hook-nosed man seemed to have anticipated this. He jumped back and dodged the moment Xiang Yuan drew his sword. He drew the short blade from his waist and said coldly, "It's not easy for a group of rabble to have someone as thoughtful as you. I see that your breathing is disordered and you are exhausted. Do you want to enter the battle by yourself, or should I send you in?"

He never felt sad for a moment about the tragic death of his fellow disciple, and even though he saw through Xiang Yuan's disguise long ago, he did not give any warning.

He originally wanted to take advantage of Xiang Yuan's trick and launch a sneak attack to severely injure him, but seeing that his sword skills were ruthless and his strength was immense, he did not try his move right away.

The degree of caution is comparable to calmness.

Xiang Yuan didn't want to waste time talking to him. His skills had greatly improved and he was feeling very confident. Why waste time talking to an enemy who could be defeated with a knife?

He held the sword horizontally in his hand, evolving the simplified Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword, borrowing the Tiger Roaring Sword's ability to control the wind to lighten his body, and leaped in front of the Eagle Hook Nose. The Tiger Roaring Sword turned into a stream of light, and he used the sword technique he learned from the Lone Star Chasing the Moon, like an eagle striking the sky, slashing down with determination and courage.

The residual image of the Tiger Roaring Blade cut through the air and turned into a stream of light. The blade was cold, like the water in a cold pond. The sword technique was concise and sharp, without a trace of superfluousness.

The face of the man with the hooked nose changed drastically. This attack seemed ordinary, but only by facing it directly could one feel the deadly murderous intent.

It is called ordinary because the attack is straight and its trajectory can be easily captured. It is called dangerous because its speed is as fast as a meteor and its power is unparalleled, like a landslide or tsunami, like a thunderbolt, so precise and sharp that it makes people timid and dare not defend themselves.

The Hooked Nose is good at scheming, but his fighting skills are average, so he dare not take risks, so he has to dodge when someone steps on him with exquisite footwork.

"drink!"

Xiang Yuan shouted in the air, his voice like a tiger's roar, amplified by the wind, making his hooked nose and ears buzz and his head hum.

He paused as the Tiger Roar Knife came towards his chest. His hasty dodging was not enough to avoid it completely. The knife pierced his flesh and all his ribs were broken by the terrifying force. He flew backwards with a wow.

Xiang Yuan waved his long sword to block the hidden weapon thrown by the hook-nosed man before his death. He watched the other man die quietly from a distance of three or five meters.

"Although you tried to kill me, your death is imminent. A large group of people from the Five Poison Sect will be here soon. I'll be waiting for you down below..." Before the Hooked Nose could finish his last words, his body was burned and turned into ashes at an extremely fast speed.

The small flag he carried with him was also buried in the fire.

Xiang Yuan had a small flag, but he didn't care about it. He took off his black robe and threw it on the ground, waved the small flag to disperse the fog formation, and released Sima Qingyan and his party.

The young heroes were not seriously injured, but they were framed. They were frightened and suspicious, fearing that Xiang Yuan was also a ghost.

A large group of footsteps came towards them. Mingzhu was walking in the front. The three parties met up. After listening to Xiang Yuan's words, they looked at the Five Poison Sect members who were either injured or dead on the ground and were all at a loss.

The members of the Five Poison Sect are spread all over southern Xinjiang and have a huge influence. Although they are not first-rate, they are very powerful. They have fallen into the trap of Huangquan Dao's diversion of disasters and are afraid that they will be entangled by the Five Poison Sect.

The Five Poison Sect is not a reputable and upright sect. They raise poisons and refine witchcraft, and their methods are sinister and strange. Those who are plotted to death by them are so powerful that they can circle Fengxian County twice if their heads and feet are connected.

It is easy to dodge an open attack but difficult to guard against an arrow from the dark. When the young heroes thought of being harassed by this group of lingering guys, they all began to back off.

"It is not convenient to stay here for long. Let's disperse quickly and discuss it again when we get to Fengxian County."

Upon seeing this, Mingzhu spoke decisively and ordered all the young heroes to rush to Xiaodaode Temple as quickly as possible, ride fast horses, and not enter any forests but only walk on the main road.

Xiang Yuan had no intention of staying behind to cover the retreat, nor did he follow the noisy large group. Relying on his familiarity with small moral values, he chose a small path and ran.

For a moment, all the birds scattered, and the main force became a mob.

Not long after the crowd dispersed, disciples of the Five Poison Sect arrived. Looking at the dead bodies of the wounded and unconscious soldiers lying all over the ground, the leader's face became extremely gloomy.

This is a woman, dressed in the southern Xinjiang regional style clothing, about thirty years old, in the prime of life, with a graceful figure, and possessing the charm unique to mature women. She is no worse than the female ghost who seduced Xu Jixian.

"Chase!"

(End of this chapter)