"How can there be an exit here? What are you doing? Scum, idiot, imbecile … Trash, waste, damned maggots … "
Chunlan asked angrily.
Spring was the season of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. The outside world was the season of recovery, but there was no sign of life on her face. She was like a river in midwinter that was about to freeze.
She was one of the four lords of the Senluo Temple. Chunlan was just her alias in Yongling. Her real code name was Bi Ying.
The ghost officials were dressed like ghost deacons, but the color of their robes was darker, incomparably dark. Although some of them were promoted from ghost deacons, they were only a few. After all, after being disabled, their strength was limited no matter how much they cultivated.
Most of them still had intact limbs and organs. Even so, they could only look at each other and didn't know how to respond. Of course, they didn't dare to say what they were thinking. Black Mountain was so big. Who had nothing better to do every day to check if there was an entrance?
Chunlan stood at the entrance of the passageway and looked down. Below her was a section of a fast-flowing river. After the little girl fell into it, she was directly washed away by the river and disappeared without a trace. Even the most skilled tracker could only look at the river and sigh.
Although it was difficult for a girl to survive in such a fast-flowing river, what if?
Moreover, she clearly heard what Lin Miaoyue said before she died.
She observed the passage. From the traces, it was not man-made, which made her feel relieved. It should be an accidental exit that was washed by the rain over the years.
"Go into the water and chase after her. If she's alive, I want to see her. If she's dead, I want to see her body. Also, find out where this place is in Yongling …"
…
"The weather is dry. Be careful of the fire."
There was a Changle Square next to Yongling East City. The night watchman of Changle Square was an old man in his sixties. His original name had long been forgotten. Because he was a night watchman and had a very honest temper, he was called Uncle Geng.
That night, Uncle Geng walked in the square as usual and came to the moat leading to Chunming Gate.
The moat came from Mount Kunyuan, north of the Sacred World Palace. It flowed past Jingyao Gate, entered the Martial Arts Workshop, and passed through the West Market. There, it diverged. One went straight to the Tranquil Gate in the south, while the other curved from the Longevity Workshop to the Yongle Square where the Tower of Resentful Yuan was located, which was the river outside the peach forest. It then circled around the Lover's Lake and went straight to the Changle Square in the east.
Uncle Night Watch drank a few cups of wine before going out for the night watch. Recently, there had been rumors of ghosts in the streets. The old man was not afraid of anything, but he was afraid of these rumors of evil spirits. In addition, as a night watchman, he had to go out late and return early. The chances of encountering evil spirits were greatly increased.
After walking along the river for a few dozen steps, he arrived under a locust tree. Just as he was about to take a sip of wine from the gourd at his waist, he inadvertently glanced at the river surface and saw something floating down. He couldn't help but rub his eyes and take a closer look. Immediately, his hair stood on end. He took a few steps back and stumbled and fell to the ground.
It turned out to be a little person dressed in white. Her face was pale, and she looked like a little ghost who had crawled out of the netherworld's ghost prison to seek someone's life.
The river was about to converge into the main river outside the city, so it was very wide at this point. The water was neither fast nor slow, and it carried the little ghost down leisurely.
After the initial shock, Uncle Night Watch slowly realized that something was wrong. The little ghost's eyes were tightly shut. Her face and hands were swollen, and her stomach was slightly swollen. It turned out that she was not a demon or a ghost, but a drowning little girl. It was just that her fate was unknown.
Uncle Night Watch realized that it was not a ghost. He quickly scooped up the little girl and checked her breath. Although her breathing was weak, she was still breathing. Since it was a matter of life and death, Uncle Night Watch did not dare to delay and quickly brought her home for treatment.
…
Three days passed in a flash. No one knew that the little girl who knew the core secret of the Black Mountain had escaped from the Ghost Cave to the human world. If they knew, there would be a fierce battle in Yongling.
However, there was no impenetrable wall in this world.
Ever since the Grand Competition, Yan Li concentrated on recuperating. Every day, he did not go out except for classes. Even when Hai Changjin occasionally invited him to drink, he refused.
This was to further strengthen and consolidate his cultivation of the fourth level, and to prepare for breaking through to the Martial Man Realm. After all, a Martial Artist and a Martial Man Realm were two completely different realms. The earlier he started preparing, the less flustered he would be when the time came.
Of course, it was also to avoid trouble.
Ever since he stepped into Yongling, he did not know how many bigwigs he had offended, such as the Minister of Public Works, the Martial God Mansion, the Changping Xiao Sect, and even the underworld. Any one of them was probably not something he could handle now.
Fortunately, the Academy was still dignified. There were no idiots who dared to stretch their hands into the Academy. Therefore, as long as Yan Li did not leave the Academy, his safety was still very much guaranteed.
These days, Yan Li also tried to cultivate methods other than the sword technique, but he found that he actually did not know anything about those methods. Not to mention any achievements in cultivation, even if he understood the profound meaning of Profound Words, he could not activate the essence of the method in the Chaotic Heaven and Earth.
In other words, it seemed that he could only cultivate the sword technique. This was really a little discouraging. After all, the sword technique was not omnipotent.
From this, it could be seen that although the first-class sword master was unbelievably powerful, there was still a limit.
In the Chaotic Heaven and Earth, the Rainbow Bridge seemed to flow endlessly, like five different colored lamps, dispersing the vast and boundless fog.
There was a saying in the Book of Cultivation, "The human body becomes a small world." This saying was not false at all.
The Gate of Heaven had now become a real door. It was really a little terrifying. Even a powerhouse in the Cultivation Realm could not have such a huge Gate of Heaven.
The accident that happened while cultivating the Hidden Sword Technique had now also been solved. It was because the Gate of Heaven was too big.
One should know that the Gate of Heaven was the bridge and medium for the Spiritual God to communicate with the Heaven and Earth. When Yan Li's Spiritual God's realm was not enough, he forcefully cultivated the Hidden Sword Technique, which could be said to be going against the heavens.
Although cultivation did not necessarily conform to the Heavenly Dao, the gap between realms had existed since ancient times. Otherwise, there would be no need to divide the strong and the weak according to the order.
Yan Li forcefully cultivated it, which was also going against the will of the Heavenly Dao. Only his physical body was destroyed, which was already a blessing in disguise.
The second forceful breakthrough was because he suddenly remembered that the Chaotic Heaven and Earth was his "territory." No matter how tyrannical the Heavenly Dao was, it could not completely dominate his own world. Moreover, there was the existence of the "Heart of the Sword."
The Heart of the Sword was something that did not exist in the realm of "imagination." Take the duel with Qin Yiqiu for example. The last three sword moves were really amazing. They were exquisite to the peak and completely exceeded his performance level.
Although the Hidden Sword Technique was not weak, compared to the Heart of the Sword, it was much weaker. Moreover, the "Heart of the Sword" was only the entry-level skill of the Taibai Sword Sutra, which was also the so-called Dharma Access to Body Forging. Who knew what its Dharma Access to Forging was like?
Initially, he planned to use the Third Style of Green Lotus to determine the winner. Hence, he hid a large amount of external force in his body, which he absorbed from Qin Yiqiu. However, he did not expect that the three strokes of the sword, which were like a stroke of genius, would deplete all of his energy.
The dramatic victory could only be considered a fluke. If it was not for the fact that Qin Yiqiu was not obsessed with winning or losing, it would have been really hard to predict the outcome.
At this stage, although the Gate of Heaven was still growing, the extent of the growth was extremely small. It was almost undetectable. Yan Li knew that it was probably reaching its limit.
The Qi of Heaven and Earth that gushed in from outside the Gate of Heaven was originally heterogeneous. It needed to be refined before it could be integrated into the bones and blood to refine the body, or turned into pure Qi and returned to the Dantian.
After the Heart-cleansing Sword evolved into the Hidden Sword, it seemed to have washed away its original frivolity and exaggeration. It became much steadier. Perhaps it finally understood that it could not go against the Heart of the Sword, and could only be an obedient follower.
As the "youngest" Green Lotus, it still looked like a flower bud.
The newly expanded Dantian had more than half of its Qi of Vitality. It had completely stabilized the cultivation of the Fourth Stage. An ordinary cultivator would need at least two years to reach this stage, but Yan Li only used four months.
One reason was that he never slacked off in his cultivation, and the other was the effect of the Gate of Heaven and his real name. The higher the cultivation, the more obvious the effect.
The Ninth Stage of Martial Arts was, after all, still a mortal body. There was no lack of geniuses in China. At this stage, if one cultivated a little faster, it would not attract too much attention. This was exactly what Yan Li wanted.
At this moment, Yan Li suddenly opened his eyes and said lightly, "How many times have I said, don't play tricks in front of me."
The uninvited guest who sneaked in through the window froze, and then pouted her pink lips, "Humph, stupid master, you don't know how to have fun at all. I brought you the news you want to know the most in vain."
The guest was naturally Yan Li's little secret agent, Fu Er. She got down from the couch and ran to get some water as if it was her own home. For some reason, every time she came here, she liked to get water to drink.
"I asked you to find out about Black Mountain and the Night King. How is it going?" Yan Li only cared about the result.
There had been no news of this little devil for a few months, and he had forgotten about it. He did not expect that she would suddenly come back at this time. It seemed that there was a result.
Fu Er turned her head and said with a face full of "hidden bitterness", "I worked so hard for so long, but stupid master didn't even give me some sympathy. Is Fu Er just a tool in master's heart?"
"Didn't I give you water to drink?" Yan Li said with a faint smile, "Besides, you disappeared for a few months, how would I know what you were doing?"
"Does that count? I'll sue you for child labor abuse! "Fu Er said angrily.
"I went to complete the mission." Her face was as magical as magic, and she suddenly beamed with joy. "I've successfully assassinated quite a few targets this time. Master, please praise Fu 'er."
"So, you're not working for me." Yan Li didn't fall for her trick.
Fu Er said, "I'm just a small killer in the periphery. I heard that only the high-level killers chosen by Black Mountain will be accepted into Black Mountain and enjoy special treatment. That way, I can learn more secrets."
"Oh, then keep up the good work. I won't see you out." Yan Li said and closed his eyes again.
"Let me finish." Fu Er stamped her feet and angrily ran to Yan Li to pry his eyes open.
Yan Li opened his eyes again and met her pure and flawless beautiful eyes. The anger that was slightly stirred disappeared without a trace. He said somewhat helplessly: "Speak quickly."
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