A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 510: Cliff Talisman Array
In the valley behind the lower courtyard of the sect, there is a group of residential houses, lined up side by side, where quite a few people live.

It was already late at night, and this noisy place had become quiet, with dark lights everywhere.

In a remote corner, there is a low room. There is a foul smell under the sycamore tree not far from the door. People in the yard often pour out the urine in the chamber pot under the sycamore tree.

This room is Jing Chou's residence, and the door is tightly closed.

Jing Chou has always had a snoring problem, but at this moment there was no sound in the dark room.

In the shadow of the sexy sycamore tree, there stood a man. His dark eyes were like a wild cat, flashing an eerie light.

Xiao Qiwu's figure flashed suddenly, and like a ghost, he went straight through the wall next to the tree shadow.

After passing through the wall, he was already standing in Jing Chou's room.

Standing in the corner of the dark room, Xiao Qiwu looked up somewhere in the room.

There, in the darkness, a vague figure was hanging, with two feet dangling in the air, toes stiff.

A short rope stretched down from the beam and was wrapped around the man's neck. The man was already cold all over and could not move. His eye sockets and neck were black and blue. He was dead beyond deadness.

Xiao Qiwu used his divine sense to scan Jing Chou's body and every corner of the room.

This run-down, filthy room was filled with greasy bedding, hairy dirty clothes, and unwashed dishes that had been there for who knows how long, with a few cockroaches crawling inside...

Jing Chou was indeed dead.

Tomorrow is Duan Rong's execution day, and he deliberately chose tonight to end his life.

Xiao Qiwu's figure flashed and disappeared from the dark room.

But Jing Chou's words rang in his ears again. "Jing Chou will die to show his determination! To show his heart!"

Xiao Qiwu returned to the cave in Wuliang Cliff, his face looking very tired.

More than ten years of lazy and leisurely life has made him a little impatient.

Jing Chou was dead, but he still couldn't make up his mind about Duan Rong's matter.

Tomorrow is the day of execution. How should he deliver the three blows with the divine whip?
Did he follow the agreement with Zhu He and use a more dummy attack? Or two dummy attacks and one real one? With the power of the divine whip, even if it was three dummy attacks and one real one, that kid's soul would probably explode? !
Then, after he was locked up in the Wanxiang Cave, I would take action with my camera, and try to make him lose himself in the mixed flow of artistic conception in the Wanxiang Cave. His soul would dissipate!
Xiao Qiwu felt that this plan was the safest. After all, Wanxiang Cave was protected by a talisman formation. As the law enforcement elder of Wuliangya, he was the only one who had the tokens to enter and exit the formation.

As long as that kid entered the Wanxiang Cave, he would always have a way to kill him, but Duan Rong was involved in many things. It was easy to kill him, but the most critical issue was the aftermath. Behind him was Zhu He, and behind Zhu He was the sect's ancestor, Lu Yinlin.

If you want to kill him without the ancestor being able to detect any clues, you must think carefully about the timing and method of your attack.

Of course, there is another riskier plan. That is, when the execution is carried out tomorrow, he will use the divine whip to hit Duan Rong three times, all of which will be real. In this way, Duan Rong's soul will be severely damaged, and the probability of him dying in the Wanxiang Cave will greatly increase. Even without his help, this kid may die in the Wanxiang Cave.

But if he succeeds in beating him three times tomorrow, it will immediately arouse Zhu He's suspicion. Once Zhu He intervenes, the implementation of his subsequent plans will be disrupted.

These two options have their own advantages and disadvantages.

Even though he saw that tomorrow was the day of execution, Xiao Qiwu still couldn't make up his mind.

Xiao Qiwu suddenly stood up and walked out of the cave. He stood at the entrance of the cave on the cliff, looking at the black fog swirling in the valley. His figure suddenly flew up like an eagle.

In the dark night, Xiao Qiwu flew across the cliff in the black fog like an eagle.

Suddenly he hovered at a place where the cliff was bare, no different from the cliffs in other places, and there was nothing surprising about it.

He reached back to his waist and found a formation card in his hand.

The array card was a wedge-shaped copper plate, covered with densely packed ancient runes.

Xiao Qiwu pointed the formation card in his hand into the air, and saw the void in front of him suddenly tumbling and changing. Then, a dark hole suddenly appeared on the originally bare cliff.

Xiao Qiwu's eyes fixed, and he flew into the cave.

This cave is the entrance to Wanxiang Cave.

Xiao Qiwu stood on the platform at the entrance of the cave. Inside the cave was deep darkness...

He did not go deep into the Wanxiang Cave. The vortex of chaotic artistic conception inside was so chaotic that even if he was a strong man in the Cave of Darkness, once he was trapped in it, it would be quite difficult for him to get out.

He stared at the stone wall on the side of the entrance of Wanxiang Cave. In front of the stone wall stood a shrine with an object in it, which was the Whip for Beating the Gods.

Xiao Qiwu reached out and took the divine whip out of the shrine.

This item was originally made by Lan Ruoshui, the founder of Taiyi Sect, and it has a history of tens of thousands of years. After being damaged several times, it was used for law enforcement within the sect. After so many repairs, it has become a very old item.

This thing had been abandoned for hundreds of years, and many of the symbols on it had been worn out. It was Lu Yinlin who re-engraved it with seed characters and handed it to him for management. It has been placed in the Wanxiang Cave ever since then.

Xiao Qiwu picked up the divine whip, flew out of the Wanxiang Cave, and returned to his own cave.

He sat on a large stone chair covered with animal skins, and stared at the divine whip in his hand under the dim candlelight.

This whip is three feet six inches and five points long, with twenty-one sections. Each section has four seals, for a total of eighty-four seals, which are specifically used to strike the soul.

This item had been damaged several times and had long lost the power it had in the hands of the sect's founder Lan Ruoshui. Although the talismans were re-engraved, the seed characters that Lu Yinlin and Lan Ruoshui had comprehended were not the same. Not only were their talismans difficult to blend, but they also clashed with each other. The eighty-four talismans on the whip were difficult to condense into a whole and could only barely maintain their operation.

Back then, when this thing was in Lan Ruoshui's hands, even a strong man in the early stage of the Cave Netherworld Realm would be beaten to death within three whips.

But after thousands of years of decline, the power of this thing is probably only one-tenth of what it was in its prime!
When the sky was just getting light, the candlelight in the cave had become very dim. Xiao Qiwu, leaning on the magic whip, had fallen asleep on the animal skin stone chair without knowing when.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.

Xiao Qiwu suddenly woke up and saw the boy walking towards him from outside the cave. He approached him, clasped his fists and said, "Sir, is there someone outside who wants to see you?"

Xiao Qiwu stretched himself lazily, took a sip of the cold tea on the stone table, and then asked slowly, "Who?"

The boy said, "He said his name is Chu Wushang."

"Mr. Chu?!" Xiao Qiwu's hand holding the teacup trembled, and he immediately jumped out of the cave.

Xiao Qiwu flashed out of the cave and saw a figure not far away. He was standing with his hands behind his back, on the edge of the cliff, watching the changing clouds in the mountains in the early morning.

The figure from behind was Chu Wushang, dressed as an old farmer.

Xiao Qiwu walked over quickly, clasped his fists towards the figure and said, "It is an honor for me that Mr. Chu can come to Wuliang Cliff!"

Chu Wushang sighed, "The scenery of Wuliang Cliff is nice!" As he said this, he turned around and looked at Xiao Qiwu.

Xiao Qiwu smiled and said, "If you don't mind, Mr. Chu, please come into the cave and have a cup of tea."

"No need to bother, I only drink water!" Chu Wushang said, "I'm here because the ancestor has something to tell you."

"Ancestor!?"

Xiao Qiwu's face changed and he knelt down immediately.

Chu Wushang said, "Elder Xiao, there is no need to be so polite. Just stand up and listen."

Xiao Qiwu stood up after hearing this. Chu Wushang looked at him and said, "The ancestor ordered that the three divine whip strikes in today's execution must be real and not empty."

"All of them!" Xiao Qiwu's face showed surprise.

He had been thinking about the plan all night but had not yet decided on it, but he did not expect that the ancestor's order would come in the morning.

Xiao Qiwu couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Chu, if the three whips are real, I'm afraid Duan Rong's soul will be seriously damaged. If he enters the Wanxiang Cave again, won't it be dangerous? If he dies in there..."

Upon hearing this, Chu Wushang turned cold and said nothing, then turned away. After he had walked a few steps, his voice came faintly.

"Ask what you should ask!"

Xiao Qiwu's face turned ugly. Chu Wushang was blaming him for asking questions that he shouldn't have asked.

He was not a talkative person, but now Duan Rong's life and death were closely related to his great cause of cultivation. How could he not ask?

If he cannot kill Duan Rong, he will not be able to obtain the Yin Fish, and will have no way to break through the shackles of his cultivation.

But if he acted rashly, Duan Rong had Zhu He and Lu Yinlin behind him, and once the truth came to light, he would be doomed.

Xiao Qiwu returned to the cave with a worried look on his face. He had an answer to the problem he had been struggling with last night. But the fog in front of him did not diminish. Why did Lu Yinlin beat Duan Rong with three whips and then lock him up in the Wanxiang Cave? If he wanted to kill him, why did he go through so much trouble?

If they didn't want to kill him, why such a severe punishment?
If Xiao Qiwu could not see through Lu Yinlin's purpose and acted rashly, once he made a mistake, he might incur Lu Yinlin's wrath. The wrath of a powerful Yuanying realm master was definitely not something he could bear.

But if he was asked to give up this golden opportunity to kill Duan Rong, he would be unwilling to do so.

"Duan Rong must be killed, and no trace of the attack can be left!" As long as there is no trace, even if Lu Yinlin is angry, he can't really do anything to him.

Xiao Qiwu finally figured out a general idea when the candle beside him went out completely. By then, the sky was already bright and it was only an hour away from the execution.

(End of this chapter)