Chapter 136 The Death of the True Transmission

Chapter 136 The Death of the True Transmission

Chapter 136 The Death of the True Transmission
Change clothes, go out, look for an opportunity, kill someone suddenly, and return with the corpse!
Li Yuan's movements were smooth and without any delay.

With the help of the Liuhe Boots, he could take a step forward and cover a distance of nearly a hundred meters, and he returned to the house without alerting any patrolling disciples.

When he first got started, he was already trying to figure out how to familiarize himself with the environment.

"call!"

Only after closing the door did Li Yuan let out a breath of foul air. The sweat and rain were burned by his high body temperature and filled the air like water vapor.

It only took a few minutes from the time he woke up to the time he touched the corpse, but he had still consumed a lot of physical and mental energy. Now that he relaxed, he felt sore all over.

After swallowing a blood-boosting pill, Li Yuan recalled what happened tonight and thought to himself that he had not missed anything. Thanks to the blessing of the Liuhe Boots, even if there were patrolling disciples on the road, he was able to avoid them easily.

"Squeak~"

Under the bed, the little mouse cried out in fear, and all its grey hair stood up. It was very sensitive and smart.

"Well, except for this little rat."

Li Yuan glanced at it and changed his clothes quickly.

He put away the linen clothes, bamboo hat, boots, human-skin mask and his short-handled drum hammer.

With a shake of strength, the coldness was dispelled and I felt refreshed all over.

"As expected of the fourth place in the True Teachings, he is very resistant to attacks."

Li Yuan lit the oil lamp, sat down, and reviewed today's battle.

The effect of the Liuhe Boots was somewhat beyond his expectations. Ding Zhi's speed and reaction were completely crushed by him, but the strength of his resistance was still amazing.

If he hadn't been hit by a sudden blow with a hammer that broke his right hand and forced him to be unable to hold the sword, tonight might not have been so smooth.

"Shapeshifters should not be underestimated."

Li Yuan took off his 'golden gloves' and moved his numb fingers:
"The force is released one foot, and the energy reaches three feet. The internal energy is indeed fierce. Even a heavy hammer cannot completely block the internal energy... If it weren't for this pair of gloves, I'm afraid I would have been injured."

The internal energy's limit of one foot away from the body is already the limit, but the penetrating and explosive power of the internal energy is too amazing. In the final collision, his internal organs were impacted.

This is because the gloves block most of the internal energy.

"With the help of my palm, my strength, explosive power, and speed all surpass Ding Zhi's, and it's a sneak attack. The chances of winning this battle are on me."

Li Yuan was doing a post-war review.

From his first move to now, he has maintained this good habit, analyzing gains and losses and learning lessons.

Compared to his earliest sneak attack on Qin Xiong, he now knows how to choose locations and create opportunities.

"I still have a chance of winning if I attack him head-on, but sneak attacks are undoubtedly important. Without that sudden blow, maybe I won't be able to kill him tonight?"

Li Yuan weighed the gains and losses, comparing the gap between him and the shapeshifting warrior.

Finally draw a conclusion.

"We only have one life, and a sneak attack is also a way to defeat the enemy."

After a while, when the stinging in his body disappeared, Li Yuan pushed open the door. The night rain was still heavy, and all traces of his return were washed away.

Through the night rain, he could faintly hear screams and footsteps approaching from afar, as if someone was rushing into the Hammer Soldier Hall.

"With the death of a true disciple, I'm afraid the Divine Weapon Valley will be in turmoil."

Li Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He thought that he had chosen a good time. Some people had been targeting the Divine Weapon Valley during this period, so it would be easy to shift the blame.

Even if he couldn't get rid of it, the one who killed Ding Zhi was a sallow-faced middle-aged man with a short hammer. What does that have to do with him, who had just tempered his body and had a bright future ahead of him?
Tempering the body and changing form, not to mention the Divine Weapon Valley, there have only been a few examples in the Zhelong Mansion over the past thousands of years.

"Well, it has nothing to do with me."

Perhaps because he had consumed too much, Li Yuan felt a little hungry.

He went to the kitchen to light a fire, fried a few side dishes, made a pot of tea, and ate slowly while listening to the sound of wind and rain outside.

After finishing the meal and drinking the tea, his mind was completely calm.

At this time, hurried footsteps came closer and knocks on the door rang out:
"Junior Brother Li, Junior Brother Li!"

"Senior Brother Gao?"

Li Yuan was waiting for someone to come, so he immediately stood up and opened the door: "Brother Gao, why are you here so late?"

"As long as you're okay."

Gao Gang took off his hat and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Li Yuan was fine.

"problem occurs."

"Ding Zhi is dead!"

……

Click!

It rained heavily all night, and in the morning the sky was still cloudy and gloomy, with thunder dragons and electric snakes running around from time to time.

In the brightly lit mountain gate hall, the atmosphere was depressing. Everyone had a gloomy face as they looked at the puddle of mud wrapped in straw mats on the ground.

"Ding Zhi is dead!"

In the main hall, Qiu Zhengxiong slammed the table heavily, his hair and beard standing up:

"Bold, so bold!"

Qiu Zhengxiong was like an angry lion, pacing back and forth in the hall, extremely angry.

After searching the hall for a whole night, all the disciples who had searched the Divine Weapon Valley were soaked, and Li Yuan was no exception.

Gong Yangyu, Shi Hong and several elders were not here. At this moment, he and Qiu Changying were the only ones who knew the true teachings in the hall. The only elder was Feng Zhongyi from the outer sect.

At this moment, all the disciples looked very unhappy.

The true disciple was killed by his personality at the mountain gate. No matter what their relationship with Ding Zhi was, their faces turned cold and pale, and they were very shocked and angry, and even a little frightened.

Everyone felt uneasy just thinking that there was a murderer hiding in the mountain gate who could even kill true disciples.

"Who dares to kill our sect's true disciple in the mountain gate? For the first time in fifty years, no matter who he is, he must die!"

Qiu Zhengxiong was furious, and the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly depressing.

Li Yuan followed the crowd, saying nothing, with a heavy face.

Qiu Zhengxiong looked at the disciple who was examining the body and asked:
"In Feng Er, what martial arts killed Ding Zhi? How did he die?"

"This……"

The disciple who was examining the body turned pale, his throat moved a few times, and then he bowed:
"The bones, muscles, and flesh are all broken and rotten. The thief was too brutal. He must have used a heavy hammer... martial arts, no trace of internal energy was found."

Feng Erzhong lowered his head, resisting the urge to retch.

In addition to him, several disciples also came out to check the body, and they all gave the same story at this moment.

"Heavy hammer?"

Qiu Zhengxiong glanced at the people in the Hammer Soldier Hall and frowned:

"There are countless experts in using hammers in Huizhou. What about their martial arts? What moves and qigong do they use?"

"This……"

Feng Erzhong and others felt their scalps tingling, but they could only shake their heads.

The heavy rain washed away all traces, leaving only the remains of the body.

The fact that they could see these things from a puddle of mud showed that they were experienced in autopsies.

"Elder Qiu, she's awake!"

At this time, a disciple walked out from the side hall, supporting a woman with a pale face.

The woman was so frightened that she trembled and her eyes were full of panic and fear. She even forgot to greet him.

"Lin Fuer, what happened last night?"

Qiu Zhengxiong spoke in a low voice, calling the woman out of her panic: "Who killed your man? How are you still alive?!"

"Oh! No, don't..."

The woman was so frightened that she fell to the ground. It was only after several female disciples came to support and comfort her that she came back to her senses from her fright.

"The boss!"

The woman threw herself on the straw mat, crying bitterly.

Qiu Zhengxiong was furious, but he could only hold back. He waited until the woman calmed down before asking again:

"What on earth happened last night?!"

"me……"

The woman's face was covered with tears, and it took her a while before she stumbled over what happened last night.

"…It rained heavily last night, and the boss was drinking. In the yard, the red dragon fish was crying miserably…"

Li Yuan listened quietly.

This woman had only just developed her inner strength and was timid. When he attacked her last night, she just ran away in fear. If he hadn't deliberately revealed his face, she wouldn't have been able to see anything clearly. "Red Dragon Fish?"

Qiu Changying frowned slightly and glanced at Li Yuan. She remembered that there seemed to be some friction between the two of them a few days ago.

However, it was just a drift, and she shook her head in her heart.

Although this kid is cunning and has good martial arts skills, his body has just been tempered to perfection. Even if he has a magic weapon, he cannot kill Ding Zhi.

"Did you see the murderer's face?!"

Qiu Zhengxiong's face was filled with astonishment, and the other disciples in the hall also frowned, confused and surprised.

"That murderer was so cruel, but you saw his face and he's not dead?"

The wind was already frowning.

"Someone, come here, portrait!"

Qiu Zhengxiong was surprised and suspicious. He waved his hand and a disciple came forward with paper and pen.

Soon, a portrait was drawn based on the woman's words.

He had messy black hair, a sallow face, a ferocious expression, and was holding a short-handled hammer that was bigger than a human head.

'Is the painting so similar?'

Li Yuan took a glance and was amazed. The painting skills were quite good.

"This person……"

Qiu Zhengxiong frowned. Qiu Changying took the drawing paper, looked at it carefully, and shook his head:

"He is not a famous master from the Eight Prefectures, nor is he on the wanted list. He is either a master in hiding from those families, or he is disguised..."

She handed the portrait to several disciples from the Supervisory Hall. After comparing it with the portrait, they all shook their heads, saying they had no impression of it.

"Disguise means there is something wrong!"

Qiu Zhengxiong took the portrait, looked at it, and slammed the table: "Publish this painting throughout the mansion and offer a reward for this person. A huge reward!"

"Yes!"

The disciple of the Supervisory Hall bowed in response, took the scroll, stuffed it into his arms, turned around and walked into the rain.

"Changying, mobilize eight teams of divine guards to seal off the mountain. No one is allowed to enter or leave the sect anymore!"

Qiu Zhengxiong gave an order with a serious face, instructing all the disciples and elders:
"Junior Brother Feng, call all the outer disciples and menial disciples here and search the entire mountain gate. Don't let go of any suspicious areas!"

"As ordered!"

Feng Zhong had already bowed and accepted the order, then quickly left the hall.

“Gan Ji, go inform those old guys in the valley and ask them to move as well!”

"Shangguan Lie! Go to the Weapon Casting Valley and inform Elder Jing and Elder Lei..."

"Bu Xiang, Ji Zhi, Du Yi..."

……

Qiu Zhengxiong called out the names one by one and gave orders, and everyone bowed their heads and obeyed his orders.

"Gao Gang!"

Qiu Zhengxiong looked at everyone in the Hammer Soldiers Hall.

Gao Gang's heart tightened: "Disciple is here."

"Your Hammer Hall is proficient in various hammer techniques. Find out what martial arts this person uses!"

"..."

After taking a look at the puddle of mud, Gao Gang gritted his teeth and obeyed the order.

"Li Yuan!"

Finally, Qiu Zhengxiong looked at Li Yuan, who bowed.

"Before you find the murderer, you must move to Lichen Hall and stay away from me!"

"what?"

Li Yuan was stunned. This was really unexpected.

"Among the ten great disciples in the sect, you are the latest to join, your martial arts skills are the weakest, but your foundation is the best. If the murderer is going to attack again, it is very likely to be you!"

Qiu Zhengxiong's face was as gloomy as water, and he could not resist:

"you are not willing?"

"...Disciple obeys your command."

Li Yuan bowed and accepted the order, feeling a little strange.

This old guy wants to use himself as bait to fish himself?
Or are you really prepared to protect yourself from the murderer?

"Follow me!"

Qiu Zhengxiong walked out in anger.

Li Yuan followed him into the heavy rain.

……

……

The death of Zhenchuan made the entire Shenbing Valley furious.

Valley Master Gong Yangyu took action and picked out all the hidden players from the three major sects, Qianjun Cave, Sanyuanwu, and Liexue Mountain, and hung them in front of the Corpse City.

Three thousand Divine Guards searched the city from top to bottom, inside and out, and captured countless wanted criminals, as well as those who had escaped the net over the years.

Dozens of followers of the evil god were found out, and more than three thousand people from several families who colluded with them were arrested and killed.

The unrest spread from within to outside and has even spread to nearby counties.

The fleeing wanted criminals, horse bandits, mountain bandits and roving bandits were all wiped out, the number of heads killed was so high that the water of the Grand Canal turned red.

On the eleventh day after Ding Zhi was killed, the leader of the Evil God Cult, Su Wanxiong, was caught. The two elders of the inner sect attacked him, severely injured him, and he fled in embarrassment.

All the masters under his command were captured and killed.

At this point, the Evil God Cult's branch in Zhelong Mansion was uprooted, and Su Wanxiong was the only one who escaped.

The turmoil caused by the death of Zhenchuan has not subsided yet.

The three major sects whose spies were picked out were all furious, and refused to acknowledge the assassination of the "Talent List" and the death of Ding Zhi. In revenge, they also captured the spies of the Divine Weapon Valley, beheaded them one by one, and hung their bodies.

For a while, there was panic in Zhelong Mansion.

Ghostwriters and wanderers all disappeared, sensing the impending storm.

Almost not long after, a piece of news came, making the already shaken Zhelong Mansion even more boiling.

"It was Qianjun Cave who caused the unrest in Pinggou County? They actually colluded with the Evil God Cult?!"

"Elder Han killed two inner sect elders of Qianjun Cave and three hundred elite Qianjun Guards in one battle?!"

"No, some people say that Han Chuijun is a bloodthirsty person. The two elders of Qianjun Cave were killed just by looking at him!"

"The Qianjun Cave Master has come out of retreat and is looking for Elder Han to ask for an explanation..."

……

After the news of Pinggou County spread, it was not only Zhelong Prefecture that was shaken, but also the nearby counties and even Dechang Prefectures were in an uproar.

It has only been a few decades since the last fight between the four major sects, and many of the older generation of masters who experienced that battle are still alive.

……

"puff!"

In a forest, Su Wanxiong stumbled to the ground, coughing up blood, his pale face full of shock, anger and depression:
"I didn't kill the true disciple of your sect!"

With an angry roar, Su Wanxiong coughed up blood again. His expression was ferocious and his eyes were red. He was no longer prepared to escape.

If he continued to run, he wouldn't even have the strength to fight.

Call ~
There seemed to be a sound of wind approaching.

Su Wanxiong's eyes were fierce, and when he was about to explode, he suddenly relaxed his internal energy.

In the dense forest, a middle-aged man in armor stood on the treetop, his eyes sneered: "I haven't seen you for a few months, and Captain Su has become a lost dog?"

"Mongolian war!"

Su Wanxiong let out a long sigh, his expression cold: "Are you here to see me laugh at you?"

"What a joke? As long as the Divine Weapon Valley is not destroyed, then wouldn't I, the head of the Zhenwu Hall, be a joke?"

The middle-aged man in armor pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice:
"I want to see your family's head!"

(End of this chapter)