One man, one sword
Flower petals passed through the hall, and tears of blood flowed from them.
On this day, the situation in District 9 changed. All mortals could see the superiors of District 9 - those high-ranking monks, who were shouting, crying, and fleeing in panic.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"I won't dare to do it again, please forgive me!"
"These damn petals, this witch!"
"What gives you bitches the right to come and kill me? What are you mortals looking at!"
The streets of the 9th District's city center are always bustling. There are fathers selling their daughters for fame, daughters selling themselves to bury their fathers, parents being beaten and scolded as slaves, and brothers and sisters about to be separated...
Everyone is hungry and poorly clothed, and those in high positions are just sitting there doing nothing and eating all day long.
They were all talking about the monk who had his chest pierced by flower petals on the street. He just plucked out the petals silently and ran forward desperately, not noticing that he was bleeding all over the ground.
Some people used magical instruments to resist the petals' attacks, putting up a desperate fight and cursing loudly: "What a difficult woman! Why are you standing up for these bitches!"
After hearing this, the mortals looked at each other in bewilderment. They did not dare to go forward to look at the miserable appearance of the monk, but seeing the petals all over the sky and the charming fragrance, they did not expect that beneath the beauty, there were hidden blades, so they all hid inside the door and did not dare to come out.
A naughty little boy stretched out his hand: "But, these petals don't seem to have any effect on us?"
His palm was intact, without a single scratch, and a petal lay quietly on it. The petal was soft and fragrant, not the blade they had imagined, but a harmless and ordinary petal.
"What is it that you dare to take? Are you trying to kill yourself?"
His parents scolded him, slapped the petals out of his hands, and shoved him back inside: "Go, go, go, go in quickly, it's too dangerous outside!"
They were just people who came here from the towns and villages to make a living. How could they have known that a riot would happen today and all the monks were injured by the flower petals?
Most of the monks in green robes work under the district chief. Even if the work is insignificant, it is considered working under the district chief, which is very majestic. Now someone is killing people in the street!
A group of women in gorgeous brocade robes suddenly appeared, and the horses neighed. The women reined in the horses: "Whoa!"
The woman stood against the light, her high bun majestic and gorgeous, her eyes impossible to look directly at: "Because Miss Qianluo's petals only kill enemies, not mortals!"
The little boy's parents quickly hugged him and retreated: "Sorry, the child can't speak, and we disturbed you..."
After these people left, all the mortals breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't know who these women were. They were obviously not monks, but mortals like them, yet they could kill monks in the street!
Is there someone backing him up?
A group of women were galloping on horses. They all wore necklaces and precious pearls, and their hair was full of jewels. They looked rich and noble. I thought I had traveled back to ancient times and saw a princess who was extremely noble.
Some people who came from the countryside seemed to have seen the girls who had been missing from their village for a long time, but seeing their appearance, they did not dare to step forward to recognize them, but had doubts in their hearts.
In recent years, the village has signed up for the Phoenix Dance Team, but these girls cannot return, and their wages are sent to their parents' village every year.
Everyone thought they were too busy with work to come back, but because the salary was really generous, there were still many people willing to join the Dancing Phoenix and Dragon Team.
But I heard some rumors recently that the dragon dance team and the phoenix dance team are complete nonsense, and they are used to trick women into selling themselves in brothels and trick men into working hard in mines.
The dragon and phoenix dance teams have not been seen recently. Some people say that they were killed by mortals who suddenly attacked them on the road.
Everyone was filled with doubts, but they didn't dare to speak loudly. They watched the women in front of them fighting bloody battles and enjoying themselves to the fullest.
They all held long swords with a cold glow in their hands. They did not know how to use a sword, but to kill people with a sword, all they needed was speed, accuracy and ruthlessness. Many beautiful women had blood on their faces, but they could still laugh heartily.
"Sister Baozhu, I had a great time killing people today!"
"Every cultivator who enters the Heavenly Pavilion will die a miserable death!"
"Xiaoqing's method is the best. It allows us to catch up with these monks on horseback!"
"Yes, these horses are kept in stables but are not used. They can only be kept in pen for viewing, not allowed to run freely!"
"Why not accompany us to kill people today and stomp on the heads of these nobles!"
The high-spirited women didn't care. They mounted their horses without looking back, galloping forward, their robes fluttering, and struck down each enemy with their swords. They hacked, killed, castrated, tortured, and the resentment buried deep in their hearts for years transformed into power in their hands, stabbing at their enemies one after another.
"You dug out my eyes, and today your eyes belong to me!"
A regretful and painful voice rang out: "I won't dare to do that again! Please forgive me!"
The male cultivator had already been pierced through the chest by the flower petals. He didn't even have any magic weapon and was extremely poor. He saw the long sword in front of him getting closer and closer, almost piercing his eyes!
The woman's expression was cold and resolute, her eyes were filled with hatred and coldness, and she pierced with a sword, and blood splattered everywhere!
“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!”
This happens in every corner.
"I remember you too. It was you who broke my leg. Today I want you to pay me back!"
"You whores! Bah! You still have the nerve to imitate the ancients and act like gods, but now you've died at the hands of us sisters, and you've even stained our hands!"
The morning light broke through, illuminating every corner of District 9. The women held their heads high, their sleeves rolled up, and rode their horses, stepping on blood. They passed through five gates and killed six generals, killing all those who bullied them. The place was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the blood flowed like a river!
They will blow the trumpet of victory to every corner of District 9, telling the world that even ants can shake trees!
At this moment, they are no longer humble and obedient orioles, but victorious female generals!
Someone recognized them as Yinghua from Tianshang Pavilion: "Oh my god! District 9 is really going to change. Yinghua escaped! And she even killed someone!"
"What on earth happened? Yinghua escaped!"
The next cold female voice answered all their doubts.
Only a female voice was heard, cold and powerful, echoing in everyone's ears.
"I said I want you to die, and none of you can live!"
Upon hearing this, everyone had different reactions. The monks burst into tears and knelt down to beg for mercy. The women looked up with admiration in their eyes. The mortals thought that the devil had come, so they closed the doors and refused to go out of the main door or the second door.
A cultivator who had never entered the Tianshang Pavilion muttered, "This woman is too arrogant! Even if she has a high level of cultivation and is in the late stage of Qi training, don't forget that the district chief is in the foundation building stage. How could she kill someone under the district chief's nose!"
"That's right, but I do admire her courage!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful voice resounded through the sky: "What a boast! With ten of us at the tenth level of Qi training, how can we possibly contain a Qi training master like you?"
Qian Luo turned around and saw ten people flying out from under the ruins. They all looked different, but the greed and disdain in their eyes were exactly the same.
The eldest of the ten people is called Du Tianlong. He is the central figure among the ten people. He follows the district chief and acts as an accomplice to the evil, doing all kinds of evil.
"Finally, we've got you guys! I thought you guys were going to be cowards!"
Qianluo's sword trembled, ready to strike. "So numbers are useful. Then why don't you team up and kill the district chief?"
Du Tianlong: "Because the district chief is at the foundation building stage, how many people in the entire lower three districts can have reached the foundation building stage? Someone like you who has reached the great perfection of Qi training could have advanced smoothly, but you are speaking nonsense and being arrogant and domineering! You will definitely not survive for more than a few days!"
The black-clothed girl glanced at them, holding a long sword, with her brows lowered and her skin extremely pale. She looked like an ordinary little girl and had no attack power at all. They were also arrogant and thought that this girl could only deal with low-level monks and could not escape the magic circle formed by the ten of them.
"The sky and earth are dark yellow! The spiritual energy is gathering in the cauldron!"
Ten people formed a formation and trapped her inside. A golden light floated from the end of the morning light and merged into the formation. The formation was completed, golden light radiated, and the Dharma image began to appear, like the Ten Vajra Arhats, majestic and imposing, and could not be looked directly at.
"This is the Vajra Arhat formation made up of ten of us, which is comparable to a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage!"
"Little girl, if you don't want to die, come and try!"
Du Tianlong spoke provocatively, believing that he was sure to win.
But Qianluo didn't think so. The most fatal weakness of their formation was the spiritual energy. As long as the spiritual energy was broken, all the formations would be useless.
Although she didn't understand formations as well as Qian Ruixue, she knew that all the cultivators' skills came from spiritual energy!
"Okay, then let's try out my new magical weapon, the Heavenly Silkworm Rope. I wonder if you recognize this magical weapon?"
Du Tianlong was immediately shocked: "This is the Great Elder's magic weapon, how come it is in your hands?"
Qian Luo: "It seems that you have stayed underground for too long, oblivious to worldly affairs, and you don't even know that I have killed the First and Second Elders. After I kill you today, I plan to kill the District Chief."
The ten people were frightened by her words. They didn't expect that she actually killed the first elder and the second elder, and made it sound as easy as cutting tofu to kill the district chief.
"We have no grudges against each other, why did you destroy the Tianshang Pavilion? You want to cause trouble for us again, and how did you know we were underground?!"
Or if someone else comes, they may still have a chance of winning, but if it is the Great Elder's Heavenly Silkworm Rope, then they have no chance of winning at all. The Heavenly Silkworm Rope is extremely powerful, and it only takes a little bit to make the spiritual energy dissipate. Their formation cannot hold up at all!
So I want to ask for mercy.
What they did underground was originally a secret. Tianshang Pavilion was the focus of all attention, and they hid underneath to do some unknown things. This was also the instruction of the head of the foundation building district. Otherwise, how could they be so bold!
Qianluo knew all this because the Immortal Cultivation Simulator simulated everything that could happen. She then realized that the sow den was underground, beneath the Tianshang Pavilion.
She has simulated it once, and this time she will win!
The head of the ninth district really had a good plan. He used the Tianshang Pavilion as a brothel and the Sow Cave as a birthplace for babies.
The women in Tianshang Pavilion have no spiritual roots, and they are used to attract the attention of monks. However, the women in the Sow Cave have spiritual roots, and they give birth to offspring like "sows", giving birth to children for them continuously.
Qian Luo didn't know why they had to keep giving birth like this. The only difference was that one had spiritual roots and the other didn't, but the one with spiritual roots had to give birth to the child.
Everyone knows Sima Zhao's intention. It is obvious that they need a baby with spiritual roots.
And what exactly does the District Chief of District Nine need a baby with spiritual roots for? Thinking back to when Liu Xiaowan was abducted, it was because she possessed the extremely rare dual spiritual roots of gold and fire.
So his real goal is spiritual roots.
"Of course you have offended me. You have offended millions of women and insulted millions of me!"
Qianluo took a peek at the sow den and saw that there was a huge "slaughterhouse" underneath. They wanted the women with spiritual roots to give birth continuously.
Women who have spiritual roots but have not drawn qi into their bodies are forced to endure the bullying and offenses of men. After they have been pregnant for ten months and given birth to children, they have to continue to endure bullying and offenses and give birth to one child after another until they can no longer have children.
"If it were you in the sow slum today, you would also want to destroy the world."
So she took out a branch and swept it gently. A flash of light appeared, and everyone's eyes were dazzled. They fell into an illusion.
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"Are the Dragon Dance Team and the Phoenix Dance Team recruiting again today?"
"I'm strong, I can go anytime, please recruit me!"
“Is this generous salary true or false?”
"Of course it's true. Haven't you seen the daughter of the old man next door join the Dancing Phoenix Troupe? Even though she's not seen during the New Year, she still gets tons of money every year!"
"Yes, ever since his daughter started working, she's been living such a carefree life. I'm jealous of her!"
"Really? Then I'll give it a try. Please add me to the registration list. I want to participate too!"
A few people in the crowd opened their eyes, a little confused. Where was this? They looked down at their hands, which were covered with calluses, as if only village girls had hands like this, due to years of hard work.
Are they village girls? Why don't they have any memories of this? Who are they? Why has something suddenly appeared in the crowd? What are the phoenix and dragon dance teams? Suddenly, it feels strange and yet so familiar.
A cloud of questions hung over them like a dark cloud.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd touched one of them and said, "Jiang Shuyu, are you going to join the Dancing Phoenix Team?"
"What?" He touched his throat and found that the sound he made was so soft, it was a woman's voice.
The man was puzzled and asked, "Your family is so poor, if you don't go out to earn money, what will you do?"
"I know you like reading, but your family conditions don't allow it!"
"Fortunately, you still have three spiritual roots. At least you still have some prospects. Maybe when you reach the center of District 9, you can obtain more spiritual beads for cultivation."
The man talked a lot, and he found out that his name was Jiang Shuyu, he was sixteen years old, had three spiritual roots, came from a poor family, and his parents were sick. He was the only one who supported the family. Because he worked all day, he did not draw Qi into his body, and was an ordinary mortal in the mountain village.
It turns out that "I" is "she", not "he".
"Why don't you join the Dancing Phoenix Team? I heard that in addition to the money, they also provide some spiritual beads as subsidies every year for those with spiritual roots to cultivate."
"It's rare to find such a good job. How about it? Do you want to give it a try?"
Jiang Shuyu nodded and looked at the sea of people in front of her, all of whom were people who had signed up to join the Wu Feng team. She thought of her sick parents at home.
He gritted his teeth and said with a determined look: "I'll go."
She pushed through the crowd and walked to the registration desk with a determined look.
"I want to sign up for the Dancing Phoenix Team."
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