Under One Person: Starting with the Dual Cultivation of Body and Soul.

The middle-aged man nodded, then turned his head to look to the side, where a man in his thirties stood, wearing a green tracksuit, frameless glasses, and with a refined appearance.

"Old Xiao, keep an eye out for any of the guys who came this time. If they do, take care of them later."

Old Xiao didn't reply. He was looking at the corpse down the mountain, which had lost an arm and a leg, and muttered to himself:

"What a fast sword! Precision is the difference between slaughter and art. Those nails that pierced the acupoints are the finishing touch."

"But the show was just about to begin, so why did it suddenly come to an abrupt end?"

"Why not slowly but surely slice him alive, one cut at a time, and savor the fleeting, delicate moments as his fragile yet brilliant life fades away?!"

"What a waste of resources! What a waste of resources!"

His tone was as if he were commenting on an unfinished dish.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man turned around and said, "Master Lu, please don't be offended. He's having an episode. He's a patient."

Master Lu didn't speak, but instead shifted his gaze from the firelight below the mountain to the darkness further away.

In the darkness, a dozen figures suddenly appeared and landed around the burning wreckage of the car, surrounding the corpse whose hands and feet had been cut off.

One person crouched down to examine the area, then stood up and said:

“Jianming is dead, and he died a terrible death. His opponent was extremely swift and clean, severing one of his arms and legs in a single move, and finally crushing his cervical spine with a sword.”

"Wasn't it enough to just have him stand on high ground and harass us from a distance, riding on the throwing knives? How did he end up losing his life? What a useless piece of trash," another person said, frowning.

At this moment, the man turned the body over again, examined the bruises on its back, and said:

"The body had serious fall injuries. He must have been forcibly knocked down from a height of more than ten meters. But we can't entirely blame him. Only at a distance of more than ten meters could he ensure the accuracy and power of the throwing knife. We really underestimated those two brats. Their strength was much greater than we expected."

"The stronger the better."

Someone chimed in, their voice tinged with laughter:

"I heard that the former leader of the Sanyi Sect was angered to death by our former leader. The current Sanyi Sect is just a handful of weaklings. If we kill these two weaklings, will it also anger that old geezer Lu Jin to death?"

"Lu Jin is over a hundred years old. I'm afraid he can't handle the overwhelming surprise of a white-haired person burying a black-haired one."

"Hehe, I'm getting more and more excited."

"However, if we really kill those two kids, Lu Jin will definitely go completely mad and launch a crazy revenge against us."

"Afraid of his retaliation? At worst, we can just hide in the crowd. Can he really come and kill us openly? If he dares to make a move, the company will make sure he suffers the consequences."

"Alright, enough nonsense. The most urgent thing now is to find these two little mice that have hidden in the mountains."

"Look at me."

A pale-faced, tall, thin man with a white mourning cloth wrapped around his head and a mourning stick in his hand walked to Jianming's body and howled mournfully.

"Jianming!"

"Return to the soul! Return to the soul!"

"The road to the underworld is cold; do not lose your way. Return quickly and tell your grievances!"

Accompanied by his extremely piercing, owl-like call to souls.

Wisps of black mist rose from the wounds on the corpse, as well as from its mouth and nose.

From within the black mist, a semi-transparent figure emerged, its face somewhat blurred, its outline identical to the corpse on the ground.

He hovered in mid-air, his mouth agape, emitting one silent wail after another.

Seeing this, the man with the white cloth wrapped around his head stopped calling for the soul, stepped forward, closed his eyes, and communicated with the soul.

A moment later, he waved the mourning staff in his hand, drawing the soul into it, and said:

“Jianming was very resentful. The other party guaranteed him in the name of the Lu family, saying that they would not kill him as long as he told the truth, but in the end they went back on their word and killed him.”

"So the Lu family has started to betray their promises too?" someone mocked.

“The person who killed him wasn’t surnamed Lu, it was someone named Li Chang’an,” said the man wrapped in white cloth.

"Hahaha, he's been tricked by wordplay, that silly Jianming." Someone laughed.

"Forget about this idiot for now, let's think about how to find those two escaped mice," someone urged.

The man with the white cloth on his head waved the mourning stick in his hand: "Don't worry, Jianming's vengeful spirit will guide us to find the murderer."

At this moment, someone said curiously, "Old Mu, your ability is very similar to that of Xue Fan."

The man wrapped in white cloth said, "My ability is to call back souls, while Xue Fan's ability is to wail mournfully. I acquired it later in life, while he acquired it later in life; we are completely different."

As he spoke, he tossed the mourning stick in his hand into the air and pointed it at a point.

The mourning staff with white stripes hanging from it floated in mid-air, spun around a few times like a compass, and then the tip of the staff pointed straight in a certain direction.

"Come on, this way."

Old Mu grabbed the mourning stick and led a dozen or so people into the mountains.

As he walked, he called out to his soul.

"Li Chang'an! Lu Lin!"

"If you're coming, come quickly, don't wait around in front of or behind the mountain."

"You need to get there quickly, don't wander around in front of or behind the mountain."

"If I call you from across the mountain, you'll get a response; if I call you from across the river, you'll turn around and run away."

"A cool breeze blows from behind Yinshan Mountain, a chilly wind blows in."

"A strong wind blows behind Yinshan Mountain, and it will turn you back."

The eerie and piercing chanting of souls echoed through the woods, struck the mountainside, and bounced back, layering with the echoes, as if a group of people were chanting souls at the same time, sending chills down one's spine.

On the other side, in the dark forest, two figures, one in black and one in white, swiftly traversed the dense woods.

With the aid of the Divine Speed ​​Armor, the two covered more than ten meters in a single step. The wind whistled in their ears, and the trees rushed past on either side of their vision.

However, their journey was not smooth. They were moving too fast, and the surrounding environment was too dark. It was inevitable that they would stumble and fall while moving at high speed.

After Lu Lin nearly crashed into a large tree again, Li Chang'an stopped.

He took out several talismans from his backpack and handed them to Lu Lin.

"What kind of talisman is this?" Lu Lin asked.

Lu Jin had explained the functions of these talismans, and Li Chang'an, with his photographic memory, naturally remembered them. He explained:

"This one is called 'Lingzhong Sheng Fu'. This one is called 'Chonglong Yu Fu'. They are both talismans from the Shangqing School's 'Taiwei Three Parts, Eight Scenes, Twenty-Four True Talismans'."

"The Three Parts refer to the three Dantians, and the Eight Scenes refer to the eight spirits that reside in each Dantian, totaling twenty-four spirits. Ling Zhongsheng represents the eye spirit of the upper Dantian, and Chong Longyu represents the nose spirit of the upper Dantian."

"Using these two talismans will enhance the sensory abilities of the eyes and nose."

Lu Lin was somewhat surprised: "How much of an enhancement can it provide?"

"His eyes can see at night, comparable to a telescope. His nose is about the same as a dog's!" Li Chang'an said.

Lu Lin's eyes lit up: "That's amazing! But weren't there supposed to be twenty-four Body Gods? Why are there only a few?"

"Grandpa only made a few of these," Li Chang'an said.

As for the reason, it's not hard to guess. This thing must be a closely guarded secret of the talisman sect. It would be good enough if they could pass on a few basic techniques.

The two used talismans, and a flash of golden light appeared in each of their pupils, while each inhaled two streams of white vapor through their nostrils.

In an instant, the darkness before my eyes seemed to have been lifted, and all the details of the rocks, tree trunks, vines, and the faint light reflected from the distant stream became clear, just like daytime.

The many scents of the mountains lingered around their noses: the fresh fragrance of grass and trees, the earthy smell of soil, the odor of animal droppings, and even some of the stench of decay...

"The Spiritual Life Talisman is indeed very useful, but this Dragon-Piercing Jade Talisman is a bit intoxicating!" Lu Lin said, rubbing her nose.

"It can be adjusted; the sensitivity of the sense of smell, and even the choice of scent, can all be controlled," Li Chang'an said.

"Why didn't I feel it?" Lu Lin asked.

"You have to feel it with your heart," Li Chang'an said. "Let's go first, and you can feel it slowly as we go."

With a clear view of the road, coupled with the Divine Speed ​​Armor, the journey becomes even smoother.

Leaping and bounding, the two quickly reached the mountainside, where they could see the palace-style red brick houses built against the mountainside, with upturned eaves and staggered heights. That was the former site of the Sanyi Gate.

Lu Lin glanced in the direction of Sanyi Gate, then looked at the driver tucked into Li Chang'an's waist.

The driver was still unconscious. Li Chang'an had tied the wound on his severed arm with a strip of cloth, and the bleeding had stopped, but his face was as white as paper.

“Senior brother, with the blessing of the Divine Speed ​​Armor, why don’t we cross this mountain and go straight back to the city? With our current speed, we can get there in a little over an hour.”

“That’s a good idea, but I’m afraid we won’t be able to leave,” Li Chang’an said.

Lu Lin was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

The next second, Lu Lin suddenly felt that the air around her had become somewhat strange.

It felt as if a pair of cold, sinister eyes were staring intently at me from the darkness behind me.

He turned his head sharply, but saw nothing but branches swaying in the wind.

However, the chilling feeling of being spied on grew stronger and stronger, and he even faintly heard a voice.

The voice was calling his name, indistinct and elusive, with a rhythmic cadence, like some strange mountain folk song.

The moment Lu Lin heard that voice, she felt something inside her body being pulled out little by little by the singing.

A sense of danger welled up inside me.

"Senior brother! Did you hear that? There's a sound around us, someone's singing, it's a really bad song," Lu Lin said.

"Someone is casting a spell on us, invading us with delusions and manipulating our consciousness. Quickly gather your thoughts and let your true self take over your mind and control your body and mind, otherwise your soul will be pulled out," Li Chang'an warned.

He naturally heard the song, but his life cultivation was far superior to Lu Lin's. His true self remained firmly in his mind, and even the excruciating pain of his flesh being burned by electric current could not shake him in the slightest. This kind of external magic was like scratching an itch through a boot, and could not affect him in the slightest.

However, Lu Lin was no match for him. Although he had begun to pay attention to cultivating his sexual energy, he had only been practicing for a short time and his foundation was still shallow. He was naturally powerless against this kind of spiritual technique.

This is also a weakness of the Reverse Life Triple.

The Triple Rebirth technique doesn't have a real weakness, but its enhancement focuses on the body, leaving its defense against the soul as a persistent weakness.

Not to mention Lu Lin, Lu Jin is the same in this respect, otherwise he wouldn't have been restrained by the Four Madmen of Quanxing in the plot.

Upon hearing Li Chang'an's reminder, Lu Lin quickly closed her eyes, focused her mind, and resisted the mental pull.

In doing so, he did manage to suppress the tugging at his soul, but once his mind was calm, the voice became even clearer, and he could even hear the lyrics.

"Lu Lin! If you're coming, come quickly! Don't wait around on the mountainside!"

"Lu Lin! You need to get here quickly, don't just wander around in front of and behind the mountain!"

Chapter 113 Murder Under the Moon

"If I call you from across the mountain, you'll get a response; if I call you from across the river, you'll turn around and run away."

"A cool breeze blows from behind Yinshan Mountain, a chilly wind blows in."

"A strong wind blows behind Yinshan Mountain, and it will turn you back."

The sound was awful, like fingernails scratching glass, it was incredibly annoying, and the worst part was that you couldn't stop listening to it, and it kept getting louder.

Lu Lin suddenly opened her eyes, a layer of cold sweat beading on her forehead:

"Senior brother, the voice is getting clearer. He's getting closer to us quickly."

The thought of an unseen enemy approaching filled Lu Lin with anxiety.

When I get anxious, the feeling that something inside me wants to fly out becomes more pronounced.

The stronger this feeling, the deeper the anxiety, creating a vicious cycle.

Li Chang'an stood to the side, his tone as calm as still water:

"Calm down. That force is very weak. The reason you feel you can't resist it is because of the delusions in your heart."

"You felt him getting closer, so you instinctively felt a little fear, and that little fear made you lose your composure."

"It's just like when we were cultivating in the dark cave before. There were no monsters in the cave, but the monsters were in your heart. This time, it's the same principle!"

Li Chang'an looked down at Lu Lin: "What are you afraid of? Even if he gets close, the enemy is in the open, and we are in the dark. We are the hunters. They are the ones who should be afraid."

"If they come looking for us, they're asking for trouble. Get your mindset right, we're ready to take them down."

Meanwhile, on another mountaintop.