Chapter 321 Go down there and be tortured (Seeking monthly votes)
overbearing?
Chen Yi almost laughed.
How could a bunch of evil heretics hiding in the shadows and plotting against the people understand what "tyranny" is?
After all, it occupies the position of "Tao".
However, Chen Yi also understood why they had that feeling.
This is all because their minds were overwhelmed by the illusory world that had evolved around them.
There are three energy centers in the human body: Dantian, Tanzhong, and Yintang.
While they may all appear to involve drawing in, gathering, and storing qi, there are subtle differences between them.
—These are the three elements: "essence, energy, and spirit".
The dantian stores essence, the danzhong strengthens qi, and the glabella nourishes the spirit.
The way of martial arts follows this order, gradually replenishing one's essence, energy, and spirit from the bottom up with true energy until one achieves perfection.
But the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting that scholars learn are not like that. Or rather, what scholars cultivate in self-cultivation is their own "spirit."
This is also why Chen Yi was able to use the art of chess to resist Du Cang's sorcery.
Speaking solely of "divine" abilities, when a scholar achieves mastery in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, he can harness the spiritual power of heaven and earth to accomplish things that ordinary people, or even martial artists, cannot.
Just as the way of chess evolves the world, it can also predict people and events.
Just as in painting, the art of creating illusions can make the real thing appear real, transforming the figures in the painting from the illusory to the solid, thus creating a lifelike effect.
Therefore, Chen Yi used the game of chess to capture the minds of Xue Chong and others, thus suppressing them with absolute "divine power".
Although the way of chess is not as deadly as Du Cang's sorcery, it is enough to severely injure Xue Chong.
As for the poisonous insects that invade from all sides... creatures without intelligence will have their heads easily crushed by "God".
While watching the battle between Yan Jingchen and Pei Ze and the others outside, Chen Yi calmly continued to make his moves.
Each white piece placed on the chessboard causes a change in the world around it.
Storms, thunder, landslides, and so on.
Xue Chong was completely overwhelmed by this series of changes.
Even though he was certain that he and the others were not actually injured, they still felt real pain.
Furthermore, with each additional wound he sustained, he became aware of his own weakening.
It wasn't a decline in true essence cultivation, but rather a feeling of heaviness in the body and a lack of power to connect with and control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
"Liu Wu!"
"It is widely rumored in the martial arts world of Shu Prefecture that you are a figure comparable to Xiao Jinghong, but I never expected that you couldn't even fight us head-on!"
Chen Yi glanced at him, "Shut up!"
He threw another piece, which joined the previous dozens of white pieces, surrounding several black pieces.
The next moment, a dragon with two horns shot out from the chessboard, its thick body coiling and hovering in mid-air. Its golden eyes were devoid of any emotion as it coldly stared at Xue Chong and the others.
Chen Yi was too lazy to waste any more words with these people, so he raised his hand and pointed.
The dragon immediately swooped down towards Xue Chong and his companions, its surroundings softly illuminating the area around it.
Upon seeing this, Xue Chong's long, serpentine face turned cold and menacing, almost dripping with blood.
The alluring woman beside him turned and shoved him, "Dodge!"
The others also acted in unison.
But after the dragon flew by, countless scales fell off within the luster of its body.
Even though Xue Chong and the others managed to dodge its attack, their bodies were still pierced by the scales that followed.
One after another, dozens or even hundreds of bloody holes were pierced into their bodies.
Some were on their chests, some on their heads, and they were almost all over their bodies.
even so.
They have neither disappeared nor died.
Xue Chong and the others looked down and then gave each other a bitter smile.
"What a fine way of chess! I admit defeat."
The Five Poisons Sect has dominated the martial arts world for over a century, relying on its own cultivation of poisonous arts and the preparation of poisonous insects.
But with Chen Yi, not only were their poison techniques completely ineffective, but even the poisonous insects they had painstakingly prepared were of no use.
They are like toddlers who have just learned to walk, suffering endless torment on this chessboard.
The woman was no longer as charming as before; most of her face had been scraped away by the dragon scales.
Blood and gore.
But her eyes remained fixed fiercely on Chen Yi.
"No matter how high your level of chess skill is, it is still useless in martial arts combat. If our cultivation breaks through to the upper three ranks, your chess skill is nothing but a smokescreen!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi paused, waved his hand to disperse the dragon, and leaped onto the chessboard, saying calmly:
"When your Five Poisons Sect plotted against those disaster victims in Shu Prefecture, did you ever consider that they might not have any cultivation, or that their cultivation level or realm was lower than yours?"
"If they had martial arts skills, even if they couldn't avoid the plague, they could have lasted longer. But now..."
"But they dare to fight against the King of Hell for their lives!"
Chen Yi's gaze swept over Xue Chong and the others as if they were ants.
"You wouldn't understand the principle of 'Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you,' so you should just go down there and be punished."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding mountains, rivers, and forests vanished.
When they looked again, he and Xue Chong were still standing in the same spot.
The sounds of Yan Jingchen and Pei Ze fighting could be heard in the distance.
Compared to Chen Yi's calmness, Xue Chong and the others, who had just emerged from the chessboard world, were no longer as fierce as before.
Instead, it visibly weakened.
Each of them was hunched over, barely able to stand.
Even though they could still mobilize their internal energy and connect with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, their aura was already extremely weak.
Of all his cultivation and skills, only one-tenth remains.
Xue Chong and the others looked at Chen Yi not far away and suddenly gritted their teeth and shouted, "Master, be careful, he..."
Before the others could finish speaking, Chen Yi had already made his move.
Ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) was covered in the blink of an eye.
The spear, as long as the moon, bent into a bow and swept out horizontally.
"quick……"
"hide……"
Xue Chong and the others stared at the sudden burst of golden light, their faces instantly turning to horror.
Faced with this shot, even if they wanted to dodge, they couldn't, and could only watch helplessly as the golden light flashed past their bodies.
—One shot, and eleven Five Poisons Sect masters were decapitated!
Yan Jingchen noticed the commotion behind her, forced Pei Ze and the other two back with a palm strike, and turned her head to look over.
He saw heads fly off almost simultaneously, crashing onto the rocks and rolling to his feet.
Those headless corpses, gushing blood, slowly collapsed.
The sounds of banging and crashing were incessant.
The room fell silent.
Pei Ze stopped Chu Fangling and Li Yunjun from stepping forward, and while circulating his internal energy to restore his true essence, he looked at Chen Yi with admiration.
"The younger generation is truly formidable, indeed!"
They originally thought that even if the mountain tribes couldn't completely annihilate the Five Poisons Sect members, they could at least drive them out of Shu Prefecture again.
Little did they expect that before they could even make a move, most of the Five Poisons Cult members who had come to Shu Prefecture had already been killed or wounded.
Moreover, the one who died was a top-tier cultivator and expert in technique within the Five Poisons Sect.
Pei Gan thought so too. Looking at Chen Yi, who had a calm expression, he couldn't help but think of Pei Guanli.
If this person could become the son-in-law of the mountain tribe, it would be acceptable.
Lan Yanni didn't look at Chen Yi, but instead stared at the corpses of Xue Chong and the others and licked her lips.
"Brother, do you think my brother-in-law 'Dragon Tiger' would mind if I went to ask for one or two corpses?"
The bodies of members of the Five Poisons Sect contain potent poisons, making them invaluable ingredients for refining poisons.
She was naturally envious.
Pei Gan glanced at her sideways, "Brother-in-law?"
Lan Yanni chuckled twice and said in a charmingly innocent tone, "Guanli's husband is naturally my brother-in-law."
"You... go ask your brother-in-law later if he can spare a few more corpses..."
"Okay."
The deaths of Xue Chong and others naturally brought joy to some and hatred to others.
Yan Jingchen stared blankly at the corpses scattered on the ground, as if she still couldn't believe it.
These people are the followers of the Five Poisons Cult that he has painstakingly cultivated over thirty years.
Xue Chongxiu is a mid-level fourth-rank cultivator, skilled in controlling snakes. He is in charge of Snake Valley within the sect, and his Snake Palm technique has reached its peak.
A gentle and charming woman, Shi Lanxu, fourth-rank upper level, skilled in the special weapon long whip, and extremely adept at concocting poisons.
The other burly man...
Yan Jingchen looked at the several altar masters and elders of the Five Poisons Sect, her jade-like face becoming increasingly calm.
a long time.
Yan Jingchen looked at Chen Yi and actually smiled slightly, then shook her head and said:
"You can't deny getting old."
"Even I couldn't subdue them all in such a short time if they joined forces, let alone kill them all?"
At this point, Yan Jingchen paused for a few breaths, then asked with a smile, "I presume that Lord 'Dragon Tiger' also cultivates other techniques?"
"Let me guess, is it a soul-capturing technique?"
"It shouldn't be. Soul-stealing techniques are similar to the Vajrasattva sorcery. Even if they were no match for the combined forces of several people, they wouldn't have ended up in such a state."
"The Vajra of Buddhism is not the way to subdue evil, because you don't have that sandalwood scent on you."
"Taoist sect..."
After guessing one by one, Yan Jingchen gave up and shook his head, saying, "I have been out of the martial world for a long time, and I have indeed underestimated the people of the world."
Chen Yi stared at him silently, his eyes still filled with murderous intent.
If he hadn't discovered the plague in Shu Prefecture, countless people would have died or been injured.
How could he possibly feel pity for Yan Jingchen?
Such evil heretics deserve to die!
Yan Jingchen was well aware of the current situation. He smiled self-deprecatingly, and his aura inexplicably surged and expanded.
Without him making any move, the rocks beneath his feet crumbled and crumbled in circles.
Along with this came large swaths of poisonous mist, which drifted out from his sleeves, merging with the poison released earlier by Bai Yugong, turning into a cloud of pitch-black mist.
It didn't resemble poisonous miasma; rather, it was like ink.
Not only that.
As Yan Jingchen unleashed her power, it reached its peak, stirring up the surrounding spiritual energy and forming countless hiltless daggers suspended in mid-air.
He glanced at Chen Yi, then at Pei Ze and the other two, his smile widening.
"I have roamed the martial world for decades and have experienced countless events, both big and small."
"Having fallen from the mountaintop to the valley floor, and then climbed back up to the mountaintop with sheer resilience, how could I be intimidated by your little show of force?"
"Pei Ze, didn't you want revenge for losing your son? I'm right here, come on!"
Yan Jingchen seemed to have gone mad, his hair and beard billowing without wind. After shouting a few words, his gaze fell on Chen Yi.
"And you, 'Dragon Tiger'! Let's attack together!"
"If I do not die today, you and those around you will never have peace!"
Chen Yi remained noncommittal, but glanced at Pei Ze and his two companions opposite him, as well as Pei Gan and Lan Yanni, who were hiding in the shadows.
After thinking for a moment, he gestured for the others to step back, then picked up his spear and walked towards Yan Jingchen.
"I have no interest in your feud with the Mountain Clan, and I never intended to take action against your Five Poisons Sect, but alas..."
"You all insist on courting death."
"Yan Fusha is like this, and so are you, even more so, intending to poison the people of Shuzhou."
"Such a thing..."
As Chen Yi spoke, he stepped into the area enveloped by Yan Jingchen's fist intent.
His body was covered in black and white, casting a contrast of light and shadow that made his figure appear several inches longer.
The next moment, his figure vanished.
Yan Jingchen seemed to have been prepared, crossing her hands in front of her chest.
A ding sounded.
The tip of the long spear, dyed gold, pressed against his two claw blades.
A tremendous force surged forth.
Yan Jingchen's body involuntarily recoiled backward.
His smile froze as he stared in astonishment at Chen Yi, who was brandishing his spear and thrusting it out again. "Your strength..."
wrong!
Chen Yi's cultivation level is only at the fourth rank!
Even if one has mastered the art of spear, fist, and footwork, one can only leapfrog one major realm at most.
He, on the other hand, had already become a third-rank martial artist thirty years ago.
Although I haven't broken through to the first-grade realm yet, I'm not far off.
Add to that the poison and fist intent surrounding him, and he should be far stronger than Chen Yi.
But the situation is the opposite now.
Thinking of this, a thought suddenly popped into Yan Jingchen's mind, almost shattering his determination to fight to the death.
Could it be that Liu Wu possesses martial arts skills?
Or perhaps some external martial arts techniques?
Otherwise, how could his power be so terrifying?
"You, how could your talent be..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yi pressed his advantage, thrusting out a spear and leaping into the air.
The spear pointed straight at the sky.
Then, a dark cloud gathered in the originally clear night sky.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared within the clouds.
Before two breaths had passed, a thunderclap boomed, followed by a bolt of silver lightning striking the spear from the sky.
Even Chen Yi's body was faintly crackling with electricity.
Yan Jingchen frowned slightly, but reacted quickly, immediately scattering a cloud of poison powder to conceal his figure and appearance.
At the same time, the handleless dagger that had been suspended in mid-air began to fall.
One after another, they shot at Chen Yi.
The whistling sound of something cutting through the air echoed through the mountains and forests.
Chen Yi remained unmoved, his gaze fixed on Yan Jingchen.
He only stepped forward when the dagger was close enough to strike.
He transformed into a black shadow, weaving through the gaps between the daggers as if navigating a maze.
Sometimes forward, sometimes backward.
They dodged left and right, avoiding the daggers.
The spear in his hand was constantly entwined with golden spear intent and sparks of electricity, like a divine weapon, sweeping away the daggers around him.
Yan Jingchen was not about to sit idly by and wait for his death. He looked at Chen Yi, who was gradually approaching, and a smug smile appeared on his face.
Immediately, he opened his arms, supporting the pitch-black object above him, and then he suddenly opened his arms wide.
Then, the dark poisonous mist split in two in the blink of an eye and coiled around Chen Yi.
"I have cultivated for decades, and my poison power is so potent that even a person of the highest rank would perish if they came into contact with it."
"Just watch... um?"
Before Yan Jingchen could be happy for long, he saw a white fluorescent light flash by.
When they looked again, the fluorescent light had already blocked the cloud of poisonous mist.
Despite its tiny size, it was fearless of the poisonous fog and burrowed into it.
Yan Jingchen was shocked and furious, "Mountain Clan, Gu King?!"
The bee-like Gu worm was none other than the Gu worm that he had seen thirty years ago belonging to Granny Shan.
It's like a Gu worm specially crafted to counter their Five Poisons Sect, capable of devouring anything poisonous.
No matter how much he roared, the white "bee" still swallowed the entire cloud of poisonous mist, which was as big as a small mountain.
It only took three breaths.
Chen Yi, of course, would not let this opportunity pass. He stopped using the Dragon and Phoenix Steps and switched to the Meteor Butterfly Steps.
His body moved with the gun, arriving in the blink of an eye.
—Falling Dragon!
(End of this chapter)
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