Chapter 30: Facing the Three Springs

Burial Xianzhen once had a permanent population of over ten thousand, with thousands of houses arranged in a quite large scale. Because it was too close to the Dead Soul Fog Domain, it was often harassed by strange things, and later gradually became an abandoned market town with no residents.

Most of the houses were dilapidated, with broken doors and missing tiles, and the earthen walls would collapse with a push.

Only during the coffin salvaging season would the various Nine Li tribes repair dozens of houses at the entrance of the town to use for resupply and rest.

But inside the town, they absolutely dared not step foot.

Because they had heard a rumor that this was a cursed market town. The residents of the town didn't move away, but all transformed into dead souls, and they would all emerge every full moon night.

……

At noon, the sun was scorching.

The Nether Lamp Guiding Envoy "Li Ling," the Cangli tribe's First Expert "Li Songlin," and the patriarch's grandson "Cangli," led the funeral procession, boarded the Dragon-Killing Mouth slope small road, and one after another headed toward Burial Xianzhen a few miles away.

Cangli was eighteen or nineteen years old, handsome and extraordinary, riding a Zouwu strange beast that looked like a giant tiger, holding a silver spear ten feet long, looking at the quiet and peaceful Burial Immortal Town in the distance.

"Why is it so quiet, where are our people? Fourth Uncle, it's not quite right." His perception was keen, and he noticed the abnormality.

Li Songlin stood on the back of the green ox, raised his hand to signal, and let everyone stop.

After discussing for a moment.

Cangli rode the Zouwu strange beast, running wildly like an arrow, heading to Burial Xianzhen to investigate.

……

"Too damn alert! It's all your fault, why kill everyone, why not leave a few to put on a show?"

Shi Jiuzhai put on the Buddha-head mask and scolded his three major disciples behind him, then roared "Do it" like thunder. He had already leaped out of Burial Xianzhen a step ahead, facing Cangli who was riding the beast.

The next instant, the sound of killing shook the sky in Burial Xianzhen.

All the soldiers of the Earth Wolf King Army wearing monk's robes, holding various weapons, rushed out from the street corners and alleys. Many good hands opened dharma power spring eyes, their speed extremely fast, rushing into the funeral procession, immediately swinging their knives to slaughter in all directions.

The Buddha-head masked distinguished guest stood gracefully on the top of the archway at the entrance of the town, playing a two-zhang-long bone flute.

The flute sound was mournful, like resentment and longing, like weeping and pleading.

Under the blessing of dharma power, the sound waves spread over ten miles.

Between the mountains, dense and unpleasant strange cries like night owls rang out, and man-eating twilight bats two or three meters long flew out of the forest.

They were pitch-black and hairless, with ferocious human-like heads.

Their flesh wings were wide, and their claws were as sharp as knives.

Over there, it was already a dark and gloomy slaughter. Li Youyi and Gao Huan took the opportunity to rush out of Burial Xianzhen, fleeing in the reed grass on the river beach of the Suihe.

They should have returned to the Blood Sea, to the bronze warship. But that direction was the battlefield of both sides, so they could only wait until they finished fighting and killing before turning back.

"Never pick up clothes to wear again, almost caused a fatal disaster," Gao Huan said with lingering fear.

Speaking of clothes, the two were about to take off the monk's robes on their bodies.

Suddenly heard the sound of hooves behind them, startling countless water birds, and they fell to the opposite bank of the Suihe.

A sound of shouting came from far behind: "Stop them, don't let them escape to move reinforcements."

In his haste, Li Youyi looked back.

Only to see two deformed monsters nearly three meters tall, wearing brown monk's robes, were chasing and killing five clansmen of the Cangli tribe riding strong horses. They were only a few dozen zhang away from him and Gao Huan, and could run to them in the blink of an eye.

Clearly, they had mistaken them for their own people again.

Li Youyi hated the cruelty of the Earth Wolf King Army, but he had never thought of getting involved in this slaughter. Because he simply didn't have the strength to get involved; existence like Shi Jiuzhai didn't even need to raise his hand to kill him.

Reason told him to ignore everything.

Fleeing with Gao Huan at the fastest speed was the most correct thing to do.

Zhao Zhizhuo and the five of the Cangli tribe, each riding a strong horse, saw the two monk-robed figures in front, their hearts sinking into the valley, full of despair.

It was the First Expert who fought until he was injured to kill out a gap, letting them go to the Beast Li tribe, one of the Nine Li, closest to here to ask for help. What they carried on their backs was the lives of five thousand Cangli clansmen.

Unexpectedly, the two monk-robed figures in front stopped, looked at them, and then fled at a faster speed.

The fire of hope in Zhao Zhizhuo's eyes instantly reignited.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking wind sounded behind him.

Arrows flew past, and one of the five people of the Cangli tribe was shot and killed.

It was the deformed monster with ape-like arms, who ran extremely fast, holding a two-hundred-jin spinal cord bow, the arrow nearly two meters long, one arrow for one person, shooting three people in succession.

The other deformed monster was like a chopstick.

His leg length was more than twice his upper body, his legs were covered with dense hair, his feet were hoofed, and his running speed was faster than the strong horse Zhao Zhizhuo was riding, which had drunk the blood of the Zouwu strange beast.

Catching up to the fourth Cangli clansman, he jumped onto the strong horse, bit his neck, and sucked blood frantically, laughing strangely.

In an instant, of the five who broke through, only Zhao Zhizhuo was still alive.

The long-legged deformed monster threw the Cangli clansman covered in blood, then chased after Zhao Zhizhuo, stared at Li Youyi and Gao Huan further away, full of murderous aura, and coldly shouted: "Actually dare to desert in the face of battle, what great guts. Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I will definitely catch you back and make you unable to seek life or death."

Li Youyi, who originally didn't want to get involved in this slaughter, heard this, and it was like the last straw falling, making the thought lingering in his mind overwhelm reason.

……

Zhao Zhizhuo had opened two spring eyes, and his strength was not weak, but he was old.

He held a long knife, and after fighting the long-legged deformed monster for dozens of moves, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Puff!"

A nearly two-meter-long iron arrow flew over, like a spear.

Zhao Zhizhuo listened to the sound and identified the position, avoiding the vital parts, but was still shot in the shoulder and fell from the back of the strong horse.

Finished!

The five thousand clansmen of the Cangli tribe would all die here.

Zhao Zhizhuo's shoulder shot by the iron arrow was bleeding, the bones were damaged, and his arm could no longer be raised, half of his body was numb with pain. But he still stood up with difficulty, preparing for the final desperate struggle.

"Can't escape, right? Haha!"

The long-legged deformed monster was also a dharma-martial cultivator who opened two springs, but with the blessing of deformity, his combat power was a large margin better than Zhao Zhizhuo's.

His right leg, nearly two meters long, swept across the air, the air vibrated, and the grass and trees within a few zhang around swayed endlessly. This leg, not to mention a person, even a tree the thickness of a bowl would break.

"Whoosh!"

Li Youyi was like a residual shadow, leaping out from behind Zhao Zhizhuo.

The Huang Long Sword dragged a yellow light trace.

With a puff,

A broken leg half a meter long flew out in the blood light.

Not waiting for the long-legged deformed monster to scream, Li Youyi had already leaped up, topped his chest with a knee, and slapped his head with a palm. Immediately, the monster bled from seven orifices and died on the muddy ground of the water pit.

Zhao Zhizhuo was unbelievable, thinking that heaven was destroying Cangli, never thinking that the enemy would have internal strife.

"Hurry up and move reinforcements, I'll block that person."

Li Youyi stared at the deformed monster chasing with a bow in the distance and urged.

Zhao Zhizhuo realized that this was not internal strife among the enemies. Instead, this young man in front of him was risking his life to save him, and also wanted to save the five thousand clansmen of the Cangli tribe.

Why?

"That ape-like deformed human species is a dharma-martial cultivator who opened three springs. Little brother, must be careful!"

Zhao Zhizhuo knew the urgency, gave such a warning, and supported his seriously injured body to flip onto the horse. But just as he got on, he was pounced down by Li Youyi.

"Whoosh!"

An iron arrow whistled past the horse's back, almost piercing through him.

The ape-like deformed human species nocked an arrow on the bowstring, bent over and moved, approaching rapidly.

He had a tall and sturdy body, with long and muscular arms, just like a giant human ape, his eyes locked on the dense reed grass where the two fell.

Getting closer and closer.

A sharp sound of breaking wind sounded.

A metal piece flew out from the reed grass.

"Whoosh!"

While the ape-like deformed human species shot an arrow at the area where the metal piece flew out, his body dodged to the right flexibly.

Taking advantage of the ape-like deformed human species not having time to bend the bow and nock an arrow again, Li Youyi rushed out of the reed grass, performed the Huang Long Ascending to Heaven, stepped on the void five steps, and dived toward him.

"Good you traitor, looking for death!"

The ape-like deformed human species' palm, as big as a fan, slapped over.

Li Youyi formed a heaven-turning palm seal, and mobilized the cold and hot air currents in his body to pour into his silver-silk gloves, the silver light on his palm rising greatly, like a three-foot square seal, clashing head-on with him.

Before the collision, Li Youyi had already prepared to be injured.

After all, the opponent was a three-spring dharma-martial cultivator, and his realm was above his. Moreover, he had a huge body like a demon, and his physical strength was naturally not something he could compare with.

"Bang!"

The ape-like deformed human species retreated six or seven steps, his palm feeling as if it were about to break.

Li Youyi was surprised, feeling that the judgment of the old man of the Cangli tribe was wrong; this ape-like monster in front of him absolutely couldn't have opened three springs, and mostly only opened one.

So weak, then what is there to fear?

Kill!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 31 =====