But the next moment, she shook her head in her heart, thinking that it was just an illusion.
Although this girl is strong, she is very obedient to the young man. If she is really that kind of person, how could she be willing to be inferior to someone else?
Just like the holy maiden Vihara of the evil cult, there is no man in the world who can catch her eyes.
The sounds of thousands of bones are heard by all living beings. Wherever she goes, everyone will be silent as a cicada and kneel down to greet her. What a graceful demeanor! She is the object of admiration of almost every female practitioner in the evil sect.
"Eh? Why are some fellow Taoists here too?"
The young man holding a kitten in his arms showed a surprised look.
The kitten was still meowing with its teeth bared, struggling as if trying to show off its power, looking very ferocious, but after the young man reached out and stroked it a few times, it immediately quieted down, shook its ears, squinted its eyes, and nestled into his arms, rubbing against him, looking so adorable.
Behind him, there was a timid figure of a strange woman hiding. She pulled Liu Yuan's sleeve, leaned her head out to look at the few people, revealing half of her fair and beautiful face.
She looks so pitiful, like a woman holding a pipa, with her face half covered.
Pang Ying couldn't help but frown subconsciously in disgust. Because of her appearance and personality, she naturally had a dislike for weak and beautiful women like He Qingmeng.
He immediately felt itchy, moved his fingers, and picked up a piece of mugwort.
Many of her magical tricks do not require spiritual power, only a medium.
But it is very effective in disfiguring someone or making them look bad.
The evil sect disciple stepped forward with a smile and said, "We heard the roar and were worried about your safety, so we rushed over... So it was made by this Howling Moon Wolf?"
Liu Yuan looked at the hammer in his arms and said without changing his expression: "That's right, when we walked here, we saw this Miss Qingmeng being attacked."
"Oh?" Tang Yuanhua walked forward, looked at He Qingmeng, and asked, "Miss Qingmeng... I wonder what sect you are from? Are you here for the inheritance of Emperor Wu?"
Liu Yuan touched the hammer in his arms and said with a smile: "She is a disciple of Shuiyuewu. She came here naturally for the inheritance of Emperor Wu. Otherwise, what else could it be?"
Pang Ying suddenly asked, "How come you can speak for her in everything now that you just saved her?"
She seemed to be hinting at something, and Tang Yuanhua looked a little suspicious.
Liu Yuan said calmly: "She was frightened just now, and she is still afraid now, so she can't speak clearly. I have already asked her questions, so I answered them for her to save some time."
Pang Ying smiled and said, "Daoyou are truly a person who cherishes women."
He Qingmeng said softly, "This is my Shuiyuewu identity certificate. Fellow Daoists, you can take a look."
She reached out and took out a jade plaque with three ancient Chinese characters "Shuiyuewu" and water patterns carved on it.
——Of course, this thing was made by Liu Yuan by casually cutting off a piece from the white jade palace next to him.
While watching the fight, he had already agreed on a statement with He Qingmeng, telling her that her current identity was very dangerous. Once the bad guys knew about it, they might kidnap her again, just like what happened to those people from Biluo Mansion before.
So he fabricated an identity of Shuiyuewu for her.
Anyway, he is very familiar with the Shuiyuewu sect, and the future master of the sect is his wife-to-be. Rounding it off, he is half a master of the sect. I believe no one will have any objection if he accepts a disciple.
"No need." Tang Yuanhua took a look at the jade token. Although he had never seen Shuiyuewu's identity jade token, there was no need to doubt this or that now. It would be bad to cause some unnecessary conflicts.
He had indeed heard of the Shuiyuewu sect, but he did not have much impression of it. He only remembered that it was a small sect with no reputation.
What has become more famous recently is the internal strife within this sect, which eventually led to the discovery of several undercover cult members.
Thinking of this, Tang Yuanhua vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, and something was not right, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he tried.
Finally, he gave up and asked, "You met the wolf here. Is there anything unusual about this palace?"
Liu Yuan shook his head and said, "I was busy rescuing people just now. I came here after the fight and didn't even go in - but this wolf, if it is not a natural mutation, it seems that the Martial Emperor seems to be doing something not very upright."
Several people turned their attention back to the human-faced Howling Moon Wolf on the ground. It was difficult for the righteous to accept such a thing which was obviously abnormal in appearance. It was really hard to understand why such a thing appeared in the secret realm of He Junhao's tomb, a great Martial Emperor.
"It's not a day or two since the righteous sects have been so hypocritical." Pang Ying sneered, "It's not surprising when you think about it."
Liu Yuan said sternly, "Although there are some pests in the Dao sect, most of them are pure practitioners who are devoted to the Dao, and there are also good people who are determined to save the common people. What you said is a bit biased."
Pang Ying did not argue with him, as if she was used to rebuttals. She smiled charmingly and said, "You are right, fellow Daoist. However, I have never seen such a terrifying Howling Moon Wolf when I was in the east of Zhongzhou. If it had not been tampered with, it would not have grown into this size naturally."
Liu Yuan did not comment, and said: "Then we have to find the answer. By the way, did you find anything on the stele?"
Tang Yuanhua sighed and said, "No, the two people who are good at spells and runes didn't find any clues on it. It seems that the stone tablet should be just a boundary marker or something like that. The palace made of the same material may be the key."
As expected, as previously speculated, the monsters here represent the approach of the destination.
Of course, they didn't know that the ones fighting here before were actually Hammer Hammer and Howling Moon Wolf, not the one person they saw.
Although the wolf looked terrifying now, it was still a low-level monster after all. It was many levels lower than the natural and raised monster like Chui Chui. Chui Chui's roar aroused its instinctive fear.
Although the monster still had the upper hand in terms of rage, its fear was instinctive after all, so its momentum was naturally weaker when fighting. In addition, it was alone, which was why the battle ended so quickly.
Liu Yuan only now observed closely and discovered how strong Zhiying's fighting power was.
Her fighting was like a dance. Every move she made was perfect, like an antelope hanging on a horn, making it difficult to find her trace. And every time her sword landed on the monster, it was as graceful and smooth as a butcher cutting up an ox, cutting into the gaps between bones and muscles along the texture and weaknesses.
The body of the wolf in front of him seemed intact, but in fact, if he touched it again, it would probably be torn into pieces like a flower.
Liu Yuan was watching from the side and couldn't help but be fascinated.
The sword he had slashed out on the wall of Wanjian City was what he learned from Zuo Youhuai's sword that killed and cut off the water at that time. Only by combining his own harmony with the murderous heart and courage, and with the help of Xiahou Cenyi, was he able to cut through the tide of Bailong River.
He originally thought that he would not be able to use that sword again.
But just now, the sword that was quietly holding in his hand, with its murderous aura, made a slight sound, as if it was moving.
Chapter 190 Accidents Are Everywhere
This was the first time that Liu Yuan truly felt the existence of sword intent.
It's not about how powerful the sword moves are, but about the trajectory and principle of the moves; it's not about how to do it, but why.
When these natural steps are broken down, the skills that used to come naturally seem to become unfamiliar. They are no longer skills, but a completely new type of knowledge.
However, this change is currently limited to the few sword skills he has learned.
Although he opened a secondary weapon slot due to his murderous intent, most players don't have the energy to learn both. Those who can master both are god-level players. Liu Yuan is just an ordinary strategy player. Although dual wielding is cool, he really can't afford it. He can only practice it symbolically, click on a few ordinary skills, and occasionally use it to show off.
However, it was precisely because he had not learned some more advanced skills that he felt a sense of sudden enlightenment, like a blank piece of paper that could be easily painted on.
If it was when he had just traveled through time, it would actually be very difficult to understand these things, but now that he has the cultivation level of a Jindan stage, it is a completely different experience.
Cutting through the river tide and cutting through the skin texture, the sword intent contained in them are actually roughly the same, which is the word "Tao".
The skill of butchering an ox is nothing more than practice makes perfect, but more importantly, he understands the internal structure of the ox and the skills of using the knife. There is no hesitation when using the knife. He knows exactly which joints and meridians need to be cut. His movements are clean and neat, just like a dance and even have beauty.
The same goes for Zhiying's swordsmanship. What she just displayed was the purest, without any spiritual power or anything fancy. It was just the simplest moves, yet it was fascinating.
The same is true for the power of the river tide. Water is so invisible, how can it be cut through? But Zuo Youhuai has done it, and he has done the same. Basically, he has found the joints and meridians of the water.
These were all Liu Yuan realized in an instant, but if he focused on sword cultivation, he would know that this was the foundation and end point of a person's swordsmanship.
As soon as he noticed the sword's vibration, he came back to his senses, and the sword in his hand became quiet and motionless again.
Afterwards, Tang Yuanhua and others came over.
"In that case, let's go in and take a look." Liu Yuan smiled friendly, and then looked at the white jade palace, saying, "It's very dangerous just to be the gatekeeper here. I really don't know what's going on inside. Now that everyone has lost their cultivation, they are all on the same boat. If we work together, we can take care of each other. Otherwise, it's not worth it to sacrifice our lives for such things."
Even though both sides do not trust each other, they can only maintain harmony on the surface for now. If they really fall out, they will try another way.
Tang Yuanhua and the others had the same idea, so they nodded in agreement and entered through the square doorway of the palace. At the same time, they agreed that the two sides should line up in two rows and move forward in parallel, so as to avoid suspicion between the front and the back.
Because none of the cultivators present knew how to make torches, and if torches were used to explore this collapsed building, and if the area below was very narrow or blocked, the torches would consume oxygen and cause death faster.
Although... people here don't know anything about oxygen.
But since no one knows how to do it anyway, it saves Liu Yuan from having to talk too much.
He deeply realized that a cultivator could not become an adventurer without magic, and he felt relieved that he could not use a fire stick when he first traveled through time.
So in a very awkward atmosphere, everyone had to use a night pearl provided by He Qingmeng to illuminate the white old walls around them.
The place was filled with dust and the air was very turbid. The lines on the white walls were filled with dark yellow soil, making them look dirty and with many cracks.
The ground was covered with black bloodstains, and the smell of dirt and decay was everywhere, which was disgusting.
Everyone held their breath and walked lightly, but this made them feel a little uncomfortable, as if something was lurking in the darkness.
The two little foxes were still walking in the front, but their keen sense of smell and tracking skills were now completely useless.
The two of them covered their noses more tightly than anyone else, puffed out their cheeks and looked reluctant, and later had to be carried forward by Liu Yuan.
This made Hong Fu unhappy. This was originally her seat, but now it was taken away by someone else. She tugged at the corner of Liu Yuan's clothes. When the latter turned around, he met the round eyes of the little doll.
There was no choice but to carry it behind me.
With the addition of a hammer lying on top of his head, the original group of people turned into Liu Yuan plus a string of pendants.
He Qingmeng, who was watching from the side, covered her mouth and laughed. She reached out and poked Chui Chui to put the little kitten in the right position.
Liu Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Tang Yuanhua and the others' mouths twitched. The originally tense and serious atmosphere was completely destroyed.
But halfway through the journey, Su Zhuang shook her ears and suddenly said alertly, "There's a sound!"
The two little foxes and Hong Fu immediately jumped off Liu Yuan silently.
Everyone stopped in unison and held their breath in silence.
Sure enough, I heard a heavy gasp, a hoarse sound that seemed to be accompanied by drooling. In such a dark and quiet environment, it was really frightening.
It was accompanied by dull footsteps.
Liu Yuan concentrated and listened for a few breaths, and then determined that the sound was coming from the upper left.
He looked up, exchanged glances with the others, and decided to wait quietly for it to pass and try not to cause conflict.
This palace is so quiet. If a fight breaks out, it might attract other monsters.
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw Pang Ying, who was originally standing on the other side, suddenly stand in the middle while everyone was holding their breath and concentrating their attention above.
It would have been fine if she just stood there casually, but she happened to stand next to He Qingmeng.
Just now, because of the fight between the little foxes and Hong Fu, He Qingmeng stood aside, and now, Pang Ying quietly approached He Qingmeng with a hint of malice in her eyes.
That was not murderous intent, but rather a sense of satisfaction at having succeeded.
She twisted the yarrow in her hand into a thread, making it as sharp as a needle, and flicked it towards He Qingmeng's arm.
Pang Ying would not do such a stupid thing as killing someone at this time, but since the blood of He Qingmeng, the descendant of Emperor Wu, can open the secret realm, it is hard to say what effect it will have in this palace.
In a flash, Liu Yuan held the sword in his hand horizontally and thrust it forward, blocking He Qingmeng's side.
Who would have thought that the yarrow was as hard as gold and iron, and when it collided with the sword, it made a crisp sound.
The crisp sound was countless times louder than the sound of their voices. In an instant, the heavy and rough breathing that had already faded away suddenly stopped.
There was a pause for a moment, and then there was a sudden roar. With a bang, the white jade wall above cracked, and a huge humanoid creature with skinny and long limbs fell to the ground along with the dust, opening its rotten mouth towards everyone.
Chapter 191: Just Cleaning Up the House
The deformed humanoid monster had long limbs, pale and cracked skin, and was extremely skinny, but it was also very tall. After falling from above, its upper body and legs bent almost at right angles, but its back was still against the collapsed white jade wall.
It had a pair of hollow, dark eyes, and its facial features were all sunken holes. Its body was covered with snow-white hair. It had rotten wounds like the human-faced Howling Moon Wolf, but its condition was much better than the latter. It only had dry and cracked skin that was black and oozing pus.
"Roar!"
The humanoid monster opened its mouth and let out a long roar, then raised and lowered its forearms.
boom!
The palm of the huge hand was hairless like a human palm, and even had rough palm lines. It was pressed suddenly on the ground, and the thin bricks and stones covered with dust on the ground immediately shattered, and the surrounding walls immediately cracked into spider web-like patterns.
boom!
In the floating smoke and dust, the pale body of this huge monster roared and broke through the dark and gray space, and suddenly leaped up with the help of the reaction force of the press.
With its extremely long and thin limbs, it was like a giant white spider, extremely swift, with only its afterimage remaining in sight, pressing towards the crowd with an intimidating momentum and a full sense of oppression.
This series of actions happened in just a moment.
Although the humanoid monster was tall, its movements were extremely agile and it did not look clumsy at all.
When it moved, everyone saw that it had a tail behind it. The long and slender tail was like a long whip, carrying strong wind and slapping to both sides, making short sounds of breaking through the air, and scraping deep marks on the white jade walls on both sides. It was as sharp as a knife.
Liu Yuan didn't even have time to sheath his sword at this time, the long black sword with its sheath still in place blocked the pale-faced He Qingmeng.
Next to him was Pang Ying, whose expression was stiff. The malicious smile on her face had not yet completely turned into panic. Liu Yuan simply turned his wrist and, with murderous intent, hit her hard between the chest and abdomen, the softest and most fragile part of her body.
Now everyone's spiritual power has been suppressed, but the basic physical quality still remains at the level of a post-natal warrior, which is the level of Fu Huan. In addition, Liu Yuan is using almost all his strength, so this blow can be said to be devastating.
Pang Ying was caught off guard. She let out a scream and slammed against the wall. Her face turned pale and she covered her abdomen and spat out a mouthful of blood.
