Chapter 91

"What kind of evil technique is this?"

Li Yan revealed a look of shock and couldn't help but ask.

That's right, the other party wasn't just simply fat.

The flying dagger he threw used hidden energy; not to mention splitting mountains and rocks, but breaking through a flesh-and-blood body was more than enough.

The other party's fat trembled, which should have been to dissipate the force of the flying dagger.

A master of Hidden Energy could easily do this, but not like this!

This kind of method was simply unheard of.

"It's a technique passed down by the Way of the Immortals..."

Luo Mingzi's eyes were full of vigilance as he said in a deep voice: "He knows Maitreya's Miler Dafanyin; he must be one of the sixty-four Incense Masters. Ordinary sorcery is useless; attack his lower body!"

He was experienced and immediately saw the weakness of Old Manshan.

There was no lack of sorcery experts in the Law Enforcement Hall; to deal with such an enemy, one could set up an altar to fight with sorcery or send soldiers and horses to capture him, but they had all been injured at the foot of the mountain.

Those who followed this time were all people who used sorcery as an auxiliary and excelled in close combat.

Their sorcery could be broken by Maitreya's Miler Dafanyin, and the other party had a strange physical body; attacking the upper body was useless, and being caught in an opening meant death.

The only chance was to attack his lower body.

Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Mingzi and the remaining Daoists immediately leaped out with swords in hand.

The rocks in front of Old Manshan had all been knocked away, but he didn't care at all, just standing in place, looking at the group with disdain.

The attacks of the two Daoists arrived in an instant.

One leaped up, waving his hand to draw sword flowers, stabbing straight toward Old Manshan's eyes. The sword light flickered, dazzling the eyes.

This move was called "Immortal Pointing the Way," but it had an extra layer of change; it looked like a feint, but in reality, it combined the strange and the orthodox, covering many vital points such as the eyes and throat, changing according to the enemy's reaction.

As the saying goes, "The chaotic flowers will eventually dazzle the eyes; Immortal Pointing the Way, only one of them is true!"

However, his fierce sword technique was just a cover.

Just as the beggar leader's eyes were covered by the sword flowers, Luo Mingzi had followed closely, his figure just happening to be blocked by the Daoist in front.

This was their combined attack technique, taken from the Qimen Dunjia.

Even if the other party had extraordinary eyesight, they would still have a visual blind spot because of this. Luo Mingzi was using his companion as a cover to hide his own figure.

This set of sword techniques was called the Dunjia Sword Array.

Two people could use it, three people would have greater power, and if there were enough people, they could even use Dharma artifacts to gather the surrounding terrestrial essence and evil energy to form "momentum" and "situation."

Taking advantage of this clever concealment, Luo Mingzi had already lowered his body, bypassing the beggar leader from the side silently, and simultaneously backhanded his sword, slashing toward the other party's heel tendons.

The beggar leader, Old Manshan, had a massive body, and that belly of his, in particular, completely blocked his line of sight. Even if he looked down now, he couldn't see Luo Mingzi's figure.

However, his upper body was exceptionally flexible.

Facing the attack on his upper body, the "Immortal Pointing the Way," he twisted his head and turned his body, directly grabbing the precious sword with his massive left hand, without any regard for the sharp blade.

At the same time, his right hand had already swung the wolf-tooth club, taking advantage of the momentum to flick it backward, accompanied by a terrifying whistling sound, smashing toward Luo Mingzi.

Luo Mingzi's expression changed immediately.

During a life-and-death struggle, a person's instinctive reaction is to avoid injury, but this leads to a greater crisis; the principle of many moves is just like this: attack left and strike right, forcing the opponent to reveal an opening due to dodging.

But he hadn't expected the other party to trade injury for injury directly.

His sword could indeed cut the other party's heel tendons, but the whistling wolf-tooth club could also smash his head into a rotten watermelon.

Luo Mingzi was helpless and had to exert force under his feet, changing direction temporarily, performing a swallow-like somersault, narrowly dodging the wolf-tooth club.

And the Daoist who attacked the upper body was not so lucky.

His precious sword was grabbed by the beggar leader; he instinctively pulled backward, wanting to use the sharpness of the sword to cut off the other party's palm entirely.

However, the beggar leader used hidden energy in this grab, and the force far exceeded that of an ordinary person, directly pinching the sword blade until it deformed.

The Daoist above only felt as if his sword had stabbed into a rock; no matter how he exerted force, he couldn't pull it out even half an inch.

Following that was a huge pulling force.

If he continued to hold onto the precious sword, he would likely be thrown directly against the wall by this giant.

His expression changed, and he hurriedly let go of the sword.

However, it was already too late.

The beggar leader's pull finally caused him to lose his balance in mid-air, and after the wolf-tooth club forced Luo Mingzi back, it took advantage of the momentum to flick upward, smashing toward him again.

But just at this moment, the beggar leader's figure paused, directly abandoning the attack, twisting his head to dodge the flying dagger aimed at his eyes.

It was Li Yan who had seized the opportunity to throw a flying dagger, "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao."

It was this move that saved the Daoist from disaster; he flipped sideways in mid-air, exploded with hidden energy, and kicked directly onto the beggar leader's belly, using the force to retreat quickly.

Looking at the beggar leader again, he had taken this heavy kick but only retreated one step, the fat on his belly rippling like water waves, quickly dissipating the force.

After taking this kick of hidden energy, he was as if nothing had happened.

Because of the previous offense and defense, Luo Mingzi was now in the back, while Li Yan and the Daoist were in the front, forming a pincer attack.

However, the beggar leader, Old Manshan, was not panicked at all, stretching out his blood-stained left hand and slapping his belly with a smack; the fat wobbled, and the flying dagger Li Yan had stuck in earlier was also shaken out.

The wound was squeezed full of greasy yellow fat and was no longer bleeding.

Seeing this, Luo Mingzi's eyes became gloomy, "Be careful, this guy has already entered the realm of Hidden Energy!"

No wonder...

Li Yan suddenly realized.

This guy was originally a master of Hidden Energy, and coupled with his strange fat, he was comparable to a human fortress, excelling in both offense and defense.

If it weren't for his slow speed, I'm afraid that just this one round would have resulted in someone losing their life.

After forcing the three back, the beggar leader, Old Manshan, did not pursue, but stood in place, swinging the wolf-tooth club back and forth, looking at the group with squinted eyes, seemingly waiting for them to attack.

Just at this moment, Li Yan's vision blurred, and he saw the illusion again:

The old man seen earlier was now full of despair, and the tattered cloth bag on his head had grown larger, as if it were about to wrap around his entire head.

The illusion flashed and vanished, but Li Yan's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Be careful, he is stalling for time; he is about to succeed in taking the treasure!"

Luo Mingzi attacked again upon hearing this.

However, this time, his target was not Old Manshan, but to flick away the cloth bag on the ground behind the other party.

"Get lost!"

The beggar leader, Old Manshan, also lost his smile, his fat face ferocious, his small eyes flashing with fierce light, swinging the wolf-tooth club left and right to force the group back.

The three of them saw it and knew Li Yan's judgment was correct.

This guy was purely stalling for time; once he succeeded in taking the treasure, he would have no more scruples, and if he fought with all his might, they might also fall into danger.

The Daoist beside Li Yan picked up the precious sword of his unconscious companion and charged up again, coordinating with Luo Mingzi.

Li Yan also took the opportunity to harass him, buying time for Luo Mingzi.

However, this beggar leader, Old Manshan, was also ruthless, his fat body trembling, the wolf-tooth club swinging wildly, completely abandoning defense and forcing the group back time and time again...

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In another grotto, the sounds of blades had already ceased.

Fresh blood flowed on the ground, and more than a dozen men in black had already breathed their last; they were short in stature, with wide, rake-like bones in their hands—all disciples of the old thief leader.

And the situation of Gu Chenzi and the others was also not good.

Their faces were all covered in a layer of red moss, and they sat on the ground, weak all over, staring fiercely at the opposite side.

At the wall of the opposite grotto, there was also a piece of ground exposed by the Mountain Tai Sui, but it was inserted with red sticks and wrapped with red ropes, tied with copper coins.

This was clearly some kind of treasure-trapping technique.

The treasure-seeker of the wandering line, Mo Laowai, also fell to the ground, his face covered in the same red moss, but he appeared relaxed.

He shook his head and sighed: "Why must you all force me so hard?"

"This old man is unwilling to offend your Supreme Profound Orthodox Sect, but having spent years tomb-raiding, the yin poison in my body has accumulated too much. Without this treasure, I wouldn't be able to live past this year."

"Rest assured, this 'Earth Blood Garment' is also made from a treasure of heaven and earth and won't take anyone's life. Wait another half-stick of incense, and it will dissipate on its own."

Gu Chenzi and the others were furious. This old thing was truly insidious, using the lives of his disciples to block them, and secretly poisoning them with a strange toxin made from a treasure of heaven and earth; it was colorless and odorless, and by the time they discovered it, they had all been hit.

The eldest, Luo Fengzi, said in a deep voice: "You are seeking your own death. Once our people break the layout on that side, do you think you can escape?"

"Hahaha..."

Mo Laowai laughed dumbly upon hearing this and shook his head: "You think that with this old man's ability, any Tom, Dick, or Harry who comes along will be able to cooperate?"

"That beggar leader's real name is Chu Shan; he is one of the sixty-four Incense Masters of the Maitreya Sect!"

"Mountain Demon?"

Luo Fengzi had clearly heard this name, and his expression changed slightly, "You're talking nonsense. Rumor has it that Chu Shan was covered in black hair and hunched like a monkey, and he died long ago. That beggar leader is full of fat; how could he be the same person?"

"I don't blame you."

Mo Laowai shook his head: "This old man almost misjudged him too. If he hadn't used Maitreya's Miler Dafanyin to break my sorcery, I wouldn't have thought they were the same person."

"The Maitreya Sect was at its peak at that time, with sixty-four Incense Masters distributed across the Divine Land according to the sixty-four hexagrams, gathering secret techniques from the Buddhist, Daoist, and Shamanic schools. If not for the Imperial Court's internal agents stirring up trouble, how could they have gathered in Guanzhong to start an uprising and be wiped out by you all in one go?"

!.

Luo Fengzi's eyes narrowed slightly, "You know about this?"

Mo Laowai sneered: "Is there any wall in the world that doesn't let the wind through? Pity the many common people in Guanzhong who died without knowing this was a setup."

Luo Fengzi sighed, closed his eyes, and stopped speaking.

Mo Laowai smacked his lips, stopped discussing this matter, and continued: "During the Qin and Han dynasties, the Way of the Immortals studied the art of immortality and created many strange techniques."

"One of them is to eat human flesh and rotten meat, gathering yin poison energy to create a body full of fat, which can be controlled using martial arts hidden energy; this is called the 'Meat Maitreya'."

"I don't know what Chu Shan experienced, but he actually practiced this technique, making himself neither human nor ghost. Every first and fifteenth of the month, the rot and poison in his body would erupt, covering him in sores, and the pain would be unbearable."

"If not for this, why would he abandon everything and hide in this mass grave?"

"He has already entered the realm of Hidden Energy, and coupled with this Meat Maitreya evil technique, your companions are likely already dead by now."

"Fart!"

Gu Chenzi was full of anger and cursed loudly.

Mo Laowai smiled: "You all should worry about yourselves. Just because this old man isn't making a move doesn't mean Chu Shan will let you go."

"But don't be too worried; this old man anticipated you would come, and this 'Earth Blood Garment' was prepared for you."

"When the time comes, I will have to borrow you all to leave this mass grave!"

"Hahaha..."

Luo Fengzi suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly: "Human hearts are greedy. With a treasure of heaven and earth in front of you, do you think Chu Shan will let you go?"

Mo Laowai said proudly: "If it were before, I would be worried. This old man even prepared a way to deal with Chu Shan, but after entering this place, I am no longer worried."

"This Mountain Tai Sui is much larger than this old man imagined..."

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In another grotto, Li Yan's eyes became increasingly gloomy.

The mountain god transformed from the Mountain Tai Sui had asked for help once before, but now it had completely gone silent, and even the flesh on the ground had stopped wriggling.

This meant the treasure-trapping was nearing success.

And Chu Shan's cultivation was formidable, and coupled with his strange fat, he only attacked and didn't defend. Although his body was already covered in dense wounds, he had repeatedly forced them back.

On the other side, Luo Mingzi finally discovered another flaw in Chu Shan; the other party was covered in wounds, but what was being emitted was the smell of rotten meat, and even his blood had turned black-green.

His heart stirred; his right hand held the sword to harass, while his left hand was quickly pinching the Dharma seal behind his back, changing rapidly.

He had used this move when dealing with Zheng Heibei.

This palm was the Daoist Palm Thunder.

Thunder magic is the strongest power of the Daoist school, with a wide variety of types, gathering the changes of yin and yang to suppress all evil spirits in the world, and its power is unparalleled.

Of course, the kind of thunder magic that can summon heavenly thunder often requires holding an altar, several days of continuous rituals, and occupying the right time and place to have a chance of success.

His Palm Thunder was just an introductory method, using the collision of essence and evil energy to form the changes of yin and yang; its greatest ability was to shake and disperse the opponent's energy.

Zheng Heibei had been hit by one of his Palm Thunders, and the yin spirits in his body had dissipated.

The fat on this beggar leader was clearly some kind of evil technique; if he could shake it and disperse it, he could buy time for the others.

Fortunately, Chu Shan had awakened Body-Communication and had not sensed the change in energy behind Luo Mingzi.

After attacking again, Luo Mingzi suddenly flicked his hand, actually throwing the Seven-Star precious sword in his hand straight toward the cloth bag on the ground.

"How bold!"

Chu Shan was startled and hurriedly used the wolf-tooth club to block it.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, the precious sword was deflected.

However, he had fallen into Luo Mingzi's trap.

While Chu Shan was blocking, he had revealed an opening in his chest. Luo Mingzi took advantage of the momentum to attack, slapping his chest with one palm.

This palm not only possessed Palm Thunder, but Luo Mingzi also used hidden energy.

Just as he had expected, the fat on Chu Shan's chest no longer wobbled; only a crack was heard as the other party's sternum was shattered.

Chu Shan felt the pain and took two steps back, but his left hand also swung out at the same time.

"Quick!"

Luo Mingzi let out an angry roar and was directly slapped away by the furious Chu Shan, hitting the wall with a bang and fainting while vomiting blood.

And Li Yan and the Daoist also attacked at the same time.

Chu Shan knew that the Daoist from the Law Enforcement Hall was a greater threat, so he endured the severe pain and swung the wolf-tooth club toward him.

And Li Yan took the opportunity to roll over to the right side.

There, the precious sword that had been bent by Chu Shan earlier was lying; Li Yan picked it up, stepped with the "sliding mud" footwork, aimed at the wound that had been opened by the dagger earlier, and stabbed it straight in.

"Roar!"

This strike went deep into the internal organs, causing Chu Shan extreme pain. He swung the wolf-tooth club, smashing Li Yan heavily to the ground.

Pfft!

Li Yan vomited blood, but a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth; he kicked heavily toward the hilt of the sword that was buried in the belly.

In an instant, a huge opening appeared on Chu Shan's belly.

Clang, clang, clang!

The twisted precious sword was also kicked away by Li Yan, and it even hooked out half of the intestines.

That Daoist from the Law Enforcement Hall was also blinded by the killing intent; seeing Luo Mingzi and Li Yan both injured, how could he miss the opportunity?

He rolled sideways and directly picked up the bent precious sword.

Originally, the precious sword was sharp and would have cut the intestines, but he flicked his wrist, used the Taiji Silk-Reeling Energy, and retreated quickly, actually dragging out a large section of Chu Shan's intestines.

Even so, Chu Shan did not die.

He went completely mad, knowing his life was in danger, and actually chased after the Daoist with the wolf-tooth club, wanting to smash this person to death before he died.

"Quick, do it!"

That Daoist was also shrewd; with an angry roar, he actually pulled Chu Shan's intestines and ran out of the grotto.

One reason was to kill Chu Shan completely.

The second was to buy time for Li Yan.

In the blink of an eye, only the unconscious Luo Mingzi and Li Yan remained in the cave.

Li Yan no longer concealed anything; the wounds on his body recovered quickly, and then he grabbed toward the cloth bag on the ground.

But immediately, his expression changed.

Inside the cloth bag, streams of power surged in rapidly; the Great Luo Dala Dala Fa Shen, which had originally had a huge crack in its chest, actually began to recover quickly.

Moreover, this power seemed to be endless, with no end in sight.

The scars on the Great Luo Dala Dala Fa Shen disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Treasure of Heaven and Earth, Good Fortune!

This dirty cloth bag was actually so extraordinary?

Whoosh~

Li Yan's vision blurred, and the illusion appeared again:

The old mountain god appeared again, cupping his hands in a salute; the look in his eyes as he looked at him was full of fear and pleading...

(End of chapter)