There was a small village outside of Aoyama.
Liu Shisui's home was here.
Ordinary people naturally did not know what had happened in the cultivation world. Life in the village was not disturbed at all.
Liu Shisui's parents were still working every day, just like they had in the past. Although they were getting old, they were still healthy, with black hair and strong teeth, looking very energetic.
Two independent cultivators stood on the top of the mountain.
One of the independent cultivators said sarcastically, "Liu Shisui must have stolen the medicinal pills of Aoyama and given them to them. This alone is a crime worthy of death. But it seems that he is indeed filial."
The other independent cultivator said with a pale face, "Liu Shisui killed Lo Huainan. He must have a high position in Bulao Lin. Do you think Bulao Lin will let us go if we do this?"
"What are you afraid of? This place is so close to Aoyama. How would Bulao Lin dare to show up? "
The independent cultivator grinned and said, "We will kidnap his parents and force him to show up. Then we will either kill them or send them to Aoyama. We will get the cultivation methods and treasures of Central Plains and Aoyama. Who would dare to provoke us in the future?"
After saying that, he was ready to leave the forest and capture Liu Shisui's parents. He would use cruel means to force out Liu Shisui's whereabouts.
As for how he would let Liu Shisui know that his parents were in his hands if Liu Shisui's parents really didn't know … he had never thought about it.
The worst result was that Liu Shisui's parents would be tortured to death. There was no other harm.
Suddenly, he felt something strange. He looked down and his expression changed.
At the end of summer, the leaves on the trees were suddenly covered with a layer of frost.
Then, a hole appeared in between his eyebrows.
A moment later, blood flowed out from the hole.
A layer of frost formed on his eyebrows. Gradually, his body was covered with a layer of frost as well. He was no longer breathing.
Even when death came, he didn't see the sword light that pierced through his head.
The other independent cultivator, of course, didn't see the sword light either.
He looked at his dead companion, his body trembling. He was so scared that he couldn't speak.
There was a snowfall in the forest.
The independent cultivator guessed something and kept shouting in his mind: Snowfall! Snow Stream!
His body was frozen stiff by the cold, and he could no longer stand firmly on the branch, falling directly to the ground.
How could he dare to run? He knelt in the snow and kowtowed to the sky, using all his strength to show his sincerity.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
His forehead was badly injured, and as he kowtowed, blood splattered everywhere.
His mind was a little blank, he did not understand why the big shots of Aoyama Sect would protect the family of that abandoned disciple.
Or does this mean that the dignity of the Aoyama Sect is inviolable?
The snow fell like a waterfall.
The chill was bone-piercing.
When he felt the will, he didn't dare to stay any longer. He scrambled to escape, and at the same time, he brought the will with him.
— — the mountain village was a forbidden area in Aoyama, no one was allowed to approach it.
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There was a small town in the west of Jian 'an County.
Wearing a bamboo hat, Liu Shisui walked along the only main street of the village.
It was a troublesome thing to be wanted by the whole land, but it was not particularly dangerous.
He was not qualified to become an Hidden Swordsman, and the Great Formation of Aoyama would not search for him all the time.
The number of Cultivation practitioners was too small, and it was hard for the officials and servants in the mortal world to find him.
As long as he kept a low profile and didn't go to places like Zhaoge City, and didn't get close to the deep mountain where there might be Cultivation sects, he didn't have to worry too much about being discovered.
Bulao Lin and those deviant sects had existed for so many years for a reason.
Thinking of these things, Liu Shisui stood in front of a tea shop and asked for a bowl of herbal tea.
Suddenly, there was a scream in front of the street, and a cloud of dust rose.
He looked in that direction and saw that a horse had been startled. It was dragging the carriage and rampaging around, causing a lot of danger.
The wind lifted the curtain of the carriage, and it seemed to be a family inside. The man was pulling on the reins to stop the frightened horse, the woman was pale, and the child in her arms kept crying.
Normal people couldn't stop a frightened horse, and those who could must be Cultivation practitioners.
It was rare for Cultivation practitioners to appear in the small town, and once they did, it would be very conspicuous.
As such, he shouldn't get involved in this matter.
Liu Shisui walked onto the street while thinking of these things.
The carriage was on the verge of crashing into the side of the street, and the people inside would be killed.
As the wind rose, Liu Shisui appeared by the side of the horse and held the neck of the horse.
The horse, which was like a wild fire, was actually stopped by his seemingly ordinary arm, and was unable to take another step forward!
Pah!!! Pah!!! The smoke and dust rose from the soles of his shoes, and two cuts appeared on his left sleeve.
The frightened horse let out a painful neigh, and knelt down after its front legs gave way. Jing Jiu held it in his left arm.
The carriage stopped abruptly. The woman and the man in the carriage fell down, and the child in the woman's arms flew out.
Liu Shisui reached out his hand to grab the child and held him in his right arm.
The screams suddenly stopped, and the street became deathly quiet.
Hundreds of gazes were fixed on him.
After making sure that the frightened horse had woken up, Liu Shisui handed the child back to the woman and walked back to the teahouse by the street. After finishing the cold tea in the bowl, he put down two copper coins and headed toward the outskirts of the town.
Seeing the figure leaving, the populace on the street were shocked speechless. The discussions didn't start until the figure had completely disappeared.
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As he came to the forest outside the town, Liu Shisui felt something was out of place. "Come out," he said while looking at the deep end of the forest.
A moment later, two young men and a middle-aged man with a weathered appearance walked out of the forest.
A young Cultivation practitioner looked at Liu Shisui and asked confusedly, "Don't you know that the whole of Chaotian is after you? Why would you expose your whereabouts because of such a trivial matter? "
"I thought that the small town was remote, and few Cultivation practitioners would show up here. Even if the traces of my whereabouts were discovered, I would have been far away by then."
Liu Shisui explained earnestly.
The young man said with a bitter smile, "We have something to discuss with this Cultivation Brother, and it's not convenient to do it in the mountain gate. So we made an appointment in the town, and we happened to see the scene."
"What is your sect?" asked Liu Shisui.
The young man pointed to the other young man and said, "We're both disciples of the Three-Purities Sect."
Liu Shisui found the name familiar, thinking that he had heard it somewhere before.
The middle-aged man said, "I'm a free-traveling Cultivation practitioner, and I don't belong to any sect."
"Many Cultivation practitioners are looking for you everywhere, but we ran into you by accident. I'm not sure if we're lucky or unlucky."
The disciple of the Three-Purities Sect displayed a tragic expression on his face.
The other disciple of the Three-Purities Sect said with a self-mocking smile, "We knew that we were no match for you, so we wanted to follow you in secret. We were very cautious, but we were still discovered by you."
If they could find Liu Shisui, they would be able to get the rewards from the Zhongzhou School and the Aoyama Sect, which was of course a good thing.
The problem was that Liu Shisui could even kill Lo Huainan. Now that he had discovered their whereabouts, how could he let them live?
The free-traveling Cultivation practitioner suddenly looked at Liu Shisui and said, "Maybe I can find a way to help you buy some time. Of course, you have to promise not to kill us first."
Liu Shisui thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
The two disciples of the Three-Purities Sect didn't understand what he meant, and looked slightly startled.
The free-traveling Cultivation practitioner suddenly made a move. His magic tool flew out of his sleeve like a shadow, striking the backs of the two disciples of the Three-Purities Sect.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Smoke and dust rose in the woods.
The two disciples of the Three-Purities Sect didn't die.
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