Chapter 71: Six Paths to Heaven 1



“Ghost Dao?” Chu Tian raised his eyebrows and laughed happily: “Young Master Ying, you see, this is right, this is exactly the information I need.”

"It's wrong to keep some things hidden. If we can share them, it will benefit everyone, right?" Chu Tian rubbed his hands vigorously and looked at Ying Xiu'er anxiously: "Then what?"

Ying Xiuer raised her head and tried her best to see Tian's face clearly.

The light of the windproof candle was very dim. No matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't see Chu Tian's expression at the moment, and couldn't analyze his psychological activities through his expression. This made Ying Xiu'er, who had a keen insight into people's facial expressions since childhood, feel extremely annoyed and powerless.

She looked at Shang Yun and Shang Ling who were standing beside her.

They both shook their heads slightly at the same time.

Chu Tian was standing too high, on a cliff nearly a hundred feet above the ground, with such a steep terrain, and in such a dark night. It was almost impossible to jump into the air and capture Chu Tian alive.

They don't have the confidence to control Chu Tian.

Ying Xiuer frowned and asked softly, "Boss Chu, you seem to want to say something that I'm interested in, too?"

Chu Tian smiled and said, "Yes, the exchange of information should be fair and just. So, eighteen years ago, the elite members of the Ying clan led by your parents, as well as the most powerful Black Dragon Guards, nearly 10,000 people were captured in one fell swoop, and no one escaped, because!"

Chu Tian suddenly stopped talking and looked down at Ying Xiuer.

Ying Xiu'er's body trembled violently, and blood almost gushed out of her beautiful eyes. What Chu Tian said was exactly the truth of eighteen years ago that she was eager to find. Ying Xiu'er wanted to tear Chu Tian into pieces because he stopped talking at this critical moment.

After taking a breath, Ying Xiuer said in a deep voice: "Those alien races that can completely hide themselves in a living person's body and move around with the living person's body as if they were wearing clothes are evil ghosts from the ghost world."

"There are six paths in the world, and we humans are the 'human' creatures. In addition to the 'human' and 'ghost' paths, there are also the 'demon', 'demon', 'spiritual', and 'divine' paths. These six paths are the names of our human race. In their respective tribes, they have other names for themselves."

"For example, the monsters in the 'Demon Dao' call themselves the 'Great Luo Living Beings Dao'!"

Chu Tian immediately asked Ying Xiu'er: "Is this a secret recorded in your ancient Qin books? When the Great Jin was established, the ancient Qin books were almost completely burned, and countless knowledge was cut off from inheritance. Yesterday, I met a man wearing white clothes, long blue hair, blue lines on his cheeks, and who could control water mist and frost. Who is he?"

"And he is so handsome, so handsome that he is inhuman?" Ying Xiuer sneered, "That must be a 'Shinto' creature. They are born with divine patterns all over their bodies and can freely control a series of natural forces. There is only one mystic master among one hundred thousand or one million people in the human race. Any Shinto creature is born to be a powerful mystic master!"

"The Shinto creatures have powerful secret arts, but their bodies are weak. If they can get close to them, it is not difficult to kill the enemy at a higher level." Ying Xiuer continued, "The Shinto creatures are even more arrogant and conceited. They claim to be the darlings of heaven and earth, and they are born to be superior to all living beings. They have a long lifespan. It is said that if they are not killed by others, their lifespan can easily reach ten thousand years. Therefore, they are extremely afraid of death and often escape from the battlefield."

Chu Tian remembered Mr. Shui’s performance yesterday and nodded involuntarily.

Just as Ying Xiuer said, that Mr. Shui was indeed a cowardly fellow. If anything even remotely threatened his life, he would immediately abandon his allies and flee.

Ying Xiu'er had already given some information, and Chu Tian immediately responded: "Eighteen years ago, around Young Master Ying's parents, there were more than twelve clan elders who were about to cross the Heavenly Rank, and there were hundreds of other masters at the peak of the Heavenly Venerable. The other elites of the Ying family were all very skilled. With the strength of the Chu family at that time, it was impossible to completely wipe out the envoys led by Young Master Ying's parents."

"Then how did they die? Why didn't anyone escape?" Ying Xiu'er's eyes immediately turned red.

"It's exactly the same method that Young Master Ying used in the Jishan Academy, poison!" Chu Tian said slowly: "Poison works slowly, but once it explodes, it will cause the person's Qi to collapse, their blood vessels to break down, and they will no longer be able to fight back, and can only be slaughtered by others. It's a deadly poison."

Chu Tian rummaged through the water-proof leather bag at his waist and pulled out a finger bone that was completely tile blue and almost translucent and threw it down.

Shang Yun raised his hand and grasped the finger bone. He examined it carefully under the light of the pearl. Suddenly, he tightened his hand and clenched the finger bone tightly, screaming angrily, "Soul-Enchanting Blue Glaze. This is the secret medicine of my Great Qin Palace, Soul-Enchanting Blue Glaze."

Shang Ling exclaimed, "It is colorless and tasteless, as invisible as water. Once taken, within three days, the entire body's bones will turn into blue glass, and the person who takes it will be beyond help... In the end, even the flesh and blood will turn into translucent glass! This is the secret medicine of my Great Qin Palace, specially made for the human figurines buried with the Great Qin emperor. It was originally recorded in the classics, but it has long been lost!"

Ying Xiu'er's body trembled slightly. She looked at the finger bone of strange color and said in a hoarse voice: "My parents, the young master of the dignified Ying family, were poisoned by the secret medicine passed down from our ancestors, and so many elite members of the Ying family were also poisoned..."

Chu Tian did not wait for Ying Xiu'er and the other two to calm down. He continued, "After the Chu family massacred the envoys of your Ying clan, they burned their bodies with a big fire. All the bodies were burned to ashes and put into a hundred large urns and buried deep in the ground. This finger bone was snatched out by one of my elders who risked his life to sneak into the fire scene."

'Snatched it out'? Chu Tian shook his head slightly. He remembered the sneaky look of Master Shu. He thought that Master Shu must have 'stolen' it from the fire scene regardless of the risk.

Thanks to Master Shu, after he escaped with Chu Tian, ​​he immediately returned to Qizhou to inquire about the news. Only then was he able to snatch such a finger bone from the fire. Today, Chu Tian can present this evidence.

"Back then, the total number of your Ying clan's envoys was 13,558. But there were only 13,550 bodies in the fire. Eight people survived!" Chu Tian said in a deep voice, "My elder saw with his own eyes that eight people changed their appearances, pretended to be lone drug dealers, and escaped into the wilderness."

"There's a traitor! Who is it?" Ying Xiu'er roared in a low voice, clenched her fists and looked at Chu Tian: "There is a traitor who cast the soul-snatching blue colored glaze on my father, mother, and so many clansmen. Who is it? Who is it? In that diplomatic delegation, there were not only members of my Ying clan, but also representatives from the Shang, Wang, Li, Lu and other tribes. They..."

Chu Tian sighed softly and waved to Ying Xiuer: "It's your turn to continue, Young Master Ying."

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