I have a blood fairy pupil

Chapter 174 The Secret Technique of Dividing Water from Yin and Yang to Create a Mountain

In the cave, Xu Yin held the Ten Thousand Yin Bone Lamps in his hands and stared at the four frightened Mingshen Realm monks in front of him with cold eyes.

Driven by the magic power, the blood flowing under the lamp wall spread forward, and instantly flowed to the feet of the four people, like maggots attached to the bones, covering the four people's legs, no matter how they struggled.

"There are actually four people, one at the peak of the Mingshen realm, two at the middle stage of the Mingshen realm, and one at the late stage of the Mingshen realm." Wang Jingran looked surprised and said in a deep voice while holding a magic sword.

"This is inside a cave. You'd better stop, otherwise I won't blame me for destroying the cave and burying you with us!" The young man with the sword behind him looked pale and stared at Xu Yin and said.

Xu Yin smiled disdainfully and said, "You do have some brains, but unfortunately, only a little. Let's see if you can still see the mountain wall?"

Under the Wanyin Bone Lantern, it fell into its special field. Although the scope of activity was still the same, all attacks did not land on the mountain wall, but on the field.

The four people looked sideways and realized that under the current blood-yellow lights, the surroundings were completely dark, and the existence of the cave wall could not be seen at all.

Xu Yin grinned, and activated the magic power in his hand instantly. A blood-yellow spark flew out of the Wanyin Bone Lamp, expanded rapidly in the air, turned into a large ball of rolling flames, and swept towards the four people.

The expression of the young man carrying the sword changed, and his right hand passed over the Qiankun bag at his waist. A yellow talisman suddenly appeared in the center of his finger. The mana lingered and activated. On the talisman, a rich yellow luster shone, and a yellow shield instantly appeared. Block in front of you.

With a "boom", the yellow shield trembled and cracked in an instant. The expression of the young man carrying the sword changed, he formed seals with his hands, and his whole body was instantly covered with a white light. He then raised his legs with all his strength and tried his best to break free from the shackles of the blood mire.

"Brother!"

"Senior brother save me!"

The other three people asked for help, and the young man with the sword behind his back quickly said: "Quick! Take the spiritual talisman and blast away the way back! This light is weird, escape from the range of the light!"

"You want to run away, what a beautiful thought!" Xu Yin snorted coldly, and the Wanyin Bone Lamp floated away from his hands. Mana surged between his hands. In front of Huang Dun, a pair of illusory big hands appeared. His hands fell down, and Huang Dun collapsed instantly.

Wang Jingran and Wang Li looked at each other, and instantly launched their flying swords. Two sounds of "whoosh" and "whoosh" passed through the air, and two sword shadows, one white and one yellow, attacked the young man with the sword at the same time.

The young man carrying the sword looked solemnly, and threw his right hand forward, and a plain white flag appeared. As the flag rolled, groups of cotton-like white clouds appeared, blocking the way.

The two flying swords penetrated deep into the clouds and mist, their spiritual consciousness was greatly blocked, and the resistance was even deeper. For a while, neither Wang Li nor Wang Jingran could penetrate the protection of the flag.

Wang Li's expression darkened. On his right hand, a red seal was formed. As soon as Fang pressed it, it instantly turned into a hot red spear. He raised his hand and threw it. It came out directly and inserted into the clouds with a bang. explode,
Pieces of clouds and mist dispersed, revealing the figures of the four people.

At this time, in the hands of the four people, several spiritual talismans were activated, and a ball of light shone. A total of thirteen seventh-level attack talismans were thrown out by the four people, directly attacking the phantom puppet that was heading behind.

Various rays of light continued, the phantom puppets were scattered again, and the field of the Wanyin Bone Lamp was also in turmoil.

Xu Yin's eyes darkened slightly. If he wanted to catch someone alive so that he could interrogate some information, he would have to go through a lot of trouble.

After the phantom puppet's interception was opened, the young man with the sword behind his back had bright eyes and without any hesitation, he abandoned his three junior brothers and ran away directly with the wind at his feet.

The expressions of the other three people changed drastically, and they immediately blurted out curses.

"Damn it Zhao Wu Jiu, you bastard didn't even try to save me!"

"Beast! Don't run!"

"Son of man in vain!"

While the three of them were yelling and scolding, Xu Yin had already passed by them. The sword light flashed on the green blood sword. The three of them roared and screamed in pain, and each of them had a sword wound that was deep enough to the bone.

The restraints of the Wanyin Bone Lamp disappeared, and Xu Yin left behind a silhouette, saying: "Leave these three people to you, Feng Li will help capture them!"

"Chirp!"

Wang Li and Wang Jingran's eyes suddenly turned cold, and they immediately stepped forward.

Xu Yin put away the Wanyin Ming Bone Lamp, and while blessing it with the Divine Movement Technique, he also cast the Youji Yuanchen Curse. His whole body rushed forward like an arrow from a bow.

In front of the entrance of the cave, Xu Yin had already chased behind Zhao Wujiu who was running away. The sword light appeared on the green blood sword and stabbed directly towards his lower back.

Zhao Wujiu's expression changed slightly. The plain white flag floating behind him was suddenly protected by clouds and mist. The jade-blood sword pierced into the clouds and mist. Zhao Wujiu's magic power was once again blessed, and he was no longer able to stop him.

So powerful!
Zhao Wujiu's eyes were horrified. He was young and only at the early stage of the Mingshen Realm. His strength was so terrifying, especially that lantern. It was too weird. It must be a magic weapon, and a high-level magic weapon!
Behind him, Xu Yin's eyes darkened. This fog flag was really powerful. Seeing Zhao Wujiu about to escape from the cave, Xu Yin was suddenly blessed by several Yuan Chen powers. At the same time, the green blood sword flew back into his hand, Qianli Zhantian. Technique, cut out instantly!

The bright sword light divided the cave, and the fog protecting the front was not blocked. It was directly separated by a sword. Even the fog flag was directly cut off by the sword light.

Zhao Wu Jiu's expression changed drastically, and he held the magical sword behind him.

With a bang, Zhao Wujiu was directly ejected out of the cave and hit the ground hard. A large mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth. The layer of white light covering his body broke directly. On his back, a horizontal sword wound was clearly visible. The bones were not torn apart by the distance between the two fingers blocked by the magic sword.

Xu Yin rushed out of the cave and looked at Zhao Wujiu, who was lying on the ground and struggling to get up. He took a look at the injuries on his back and thought to himself, it's a good thing that the sword only used [-]% of the force, otherwise, I'm afraid the sword would have directly hit him. Then he cut Zhao Wujiu into two.

Zhao Wujiu struggled to get up and was about to pick up the fallen magic sword. Xu Yin raised his hand and hooked the green blood sword. A green blood sword light flashed. Zhao Wujiu screamed and his right hand fell directly. Blood flowed all over his body. Falling to the ground again.

"You! You don't deserve to die!" Zhao Wujiu was lying next to the tree, his face bloodless, his eyes fixed on Xu Yin.

Xu Yin smiled slightly and said indifferently: "I don't know if a poor person will die a good death, but in your situation, you will not die a good death. You dare to refine the blood-armored corpse in the realm of my Immortal Temple. How many of you? It’s also very courageous.”

Zhao Wu Jiu groaned in pain and took action, his left hand behind his back moved slightly.

Xu Yin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he appeared beside him in a flash, and his right hand instantly fell on his left arm.

There was a "click" sound of bone cracking, and Zhao Wujiu shivered in pain again. Xu Yin quickly took away Zhao Wujiu's Qiankun bag and magic weapon, and said with a kind smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhao, I wonder which power you are from?"

Zhao Wujiu ignored it.

Xu Yin sneered, and the magic power in his right hand condensed into a seal, turning into a long black whip.

Xu Yin held the whip in his right hand and raised his hand to whip Zhao Wujiu directly. There was no whiplash wound on his body, but he was instantly in pain and could not speak. He was suddenly dripping with cold sweat and his body could not help but tremble and convulse.

"There are many ways to torture people and souls in the hands of poor Taoists. If you want to try it, don't speak up. Anyway, you are not the only one. You can be arrogant but don't know. I just don't know if your other three junior brothers will be arrogant?
After Xu Yin finished speaking, he said thoughtfully: "By the way, fellow Daoist Zhao just ignored them, and you three junior brothers cursed loudly. They must also hate you in their hearts. If I use you to scare the monkeys, they will be able to release their fear and anger. You will definitely be willing to speak."

"Yes, it's really a good idea." Xu Yin chuckled and clapped his hands in praise.

Zhao Wujiu, who was shaking in pain, opened his eyes, looked at Xu Yin who was weak in pain and said: "You..."

Xu Yin looked calm and whipped him down.

"Ah hum!" Zhao Wujiu made a painful sound, and immediately begged for mercy: "Stop, I said!" "If you had spoken earlier, you would have saved yourself from being whipped twice. You are asking for trouble." Xu Yin muttered, and then asked: " Which disciple?"

"Qingxuan Mountain, Corpse Refining Sect." Zhao Wujiu answered.

"Corpse Refining Sect?" Xu Yin looked confused, but he had never heard of this force, and he had never heard of Qingxuan Mountain.

"Where is Qingxuan Mountain?" Xu Yin asked.

Zhao Wujiu breathed heavily and said: "Six hundred miles to the north, in the realm of Rakshasa Temple, I, the leader of the Corpse Refining Sect, have a good relationship with an elder of Rakshasa Temple. I work for that elder, which is considered a vassal sect. It’s just that it’s not named.”

It turned out to be the case.

Xu Yin nodded slightly. This kind of thing is not uncommon. As far as their Immortal Temple is concerned, there are only nine vassal families named in the temple, and there are only three vassal mountain gates.

But, apart from that, other Shanmen families are more or less involved with Dengxian Temple.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, since the Corpse Refining Sect is six hundred miles away, how did you show up in our Dengxian Temple and discover the underground cave here?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wujiu was silent for a while and then said: "I once obtained a volume of the secret technique of dividing water from yin and yang to create mountains. I have some research and understanding on the power of mountains and rivers."

Xu Yin's eyes moved slightly, and he opened Zhao Wujiu's Qiankun bag to check it out.

Zhao Wujiu sneered, and when he saw Xu Yin's gaze, he held it in again. As a result, he spit out another mouthful of blood, became even weaker, and coughed:
"That secret technique is a treasure. After I learned it, I destroyed it and you couldn't find it."

Xu Yin withdrew his gaze, put the Qiankun Bag back into his arms, and then said thoughtfully: "If you fully understand it and learn it, can you not find the place where the treasure is stored under this earth vein?"

Zhao Wu Jiu shook his head and said, "Who said I didn't find it? I just didn't want to share it. It's a pity that these three losers are following me too closely."

"Let me go, and I'll tell you the location." Zhao Wujiu looked at Xu Yin hopefully.

Xu Yin leaned over and smiled: "Does Pindao look like a good person?"

"Like." Zhao Wujiu said.

Xu Yin grinned, shook his head and said, "Pindao doesn't want to be a good person. After all, good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years. It's better for Pindao to be a disaster."

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, please speak now. It's a pity that Pindao will give you a happy life."

"The ground here is narrow and it's difficult to find this location. If you look for it by yourself, you won't be able to find it even if you turn over the entire mountain. Only I can help you. This is a fair deal." Zhao Wujiu Smile and speak slowly.

Xu Yin looked at him silently, then took out the demon-collecting bead, activated his magic power, and spewed out a cloud of mist, releasing the white ghost from it.

"Ouch!" White Ghost roared, his eyes excited.

"White Ghost, how many ghosts can you turn into now?"

"Ow!"

"Three heads, that's enough."

Xu Yin smiled slightly, looked at Zhao Wujiu and said, "When you are transformed into a ghost, white ghosts can sense the things in your head. Then you will have no secrets."

"Ghost!"

Zhao Wujiu's expression darkened, but then he became much more relaxed and said: "A ghost is a ghost, after all, I am still alive. If you transform me into a ghost, you don't need this Yin-devouring ghost tiger to sense it. Say anything!”

Looking at Xu Yin's posture, he didn't want to let them live at all. Now this was considered to be of some value to him. If he was turned into a ghost by this Yin-devouring ghost tiger, he could still survive as long as he didn't die.

He doesn't want to die either!

Xu Yin raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Zhao Wujiu and said in surprise: "You are quite clever, but it's a pity that the soul at the peak of Mingshen Realm can improve the poor Taoist's cultivation."

Having said that, Xu Yin looked at himself and thought about whether he should waste the position of a white ghost and a swindler. This is not just killing one to replace another. The number is limited, and if one dies, one will be missing.

However, after turning into a ghost, he was under the absolute control of the white ghost, and Zhao Wujiu could only live as a ghost slave.

Xu Yin raised his head to look at Zhao Wujiu, raised his right hand slightly, and the green blood sword flew out instantly, directly piercing Zhao Wujiu's heart.

Then, magic power lingered in Xu Yin's right hand, and a black magic seal took shape, shrouded in black energy, and directly pulled out Zhao Wujiu's soul.

"White ghost, turn him into a ghost."

"Ouch!" Bai Gui nodded, opened his mouth and a ball of Yin Qi flew out, wrapped up Zhao Wujiu's soul, swallowed it directly into his belly, and then lay on the ground.

Xu Yin took a look and saw that when the white ghost was refining the ghost, his movements would be subject to some restrictions. Then, he directly used the demon-collecting bead to collect the white ghost back into the demon bead again.

Xu Yin and I were about to return to the cave when they heard voices inside. Within a few dozen breaths, Wang Li dragged the dying three people, who were all tied up, out of the cave.

Wang Li, who looked a little pale, quickly stepped forward, bowed his hands, and said: "Fellow Daoist Xu, fortunately you have fulfilled your destiny and captured all three of them alive!"

Having said that, Wang Li was slightly startled when he saw Zhao Wujiu's body. Xu Yin himself said he would catch the dead alive, but why did he kill Zhao Wujiu, the leader of the dead?

However, although he had doubts in his heart, he did not dare to ask.

Xu Yin smiled in return and said: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, but now I have learned everything that needs to be interrogated. These three people no longer need to be alive."

"No, no, fellow Taoist, spare your life! Spare your life!"

"I am willing to be a slave! Please spare my life, fellow Taoist!"

Xu Yin's eyes were calm, and as the green blood sword flew past, streams of blood spattered into the air. The three of them struggled in fear, and their pupils slowly dilated.

Xu Yin followed suit, took out the soul-collecting gourd, took out all the souls and spirits of the three people, and put them into the soul-collecting gourd.

Wang Jingran's heart skipped a beat, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes. Xu Yin was determined to kill. There was a treasure here. If Xu Yin wanted to silence him...

Wang Jingran thought of this, and immediately stepped forward, bowed and saluted, presented the three people's Qiankun bags with both hands, and said respectfully: "Fellow Taoist Xu Yin, these are the Qiankun bags of three people. They should belong to fellow Taoists. Please also ask." Accept it!"

(End of this chapter)