Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 259: Tang Sect’s dilemma, the battle at Qunling Mountain ends, Yan Huan’s new idea

Tang Wenlong protected the skin of his palm with his black jade hand, crushed and accumulated the poisonous wood juice bit by bit, used the Tang Sect's unique Qi method to strengthen the toxicity, and then smeared it on the arrow in his sleeve.

He scanned the natural poisonous miasma formed by the surrounding bushes and trees, and murmured, "The poison arrow tree is one of the most poisonous trees in the South American rainforest. It is also known as the poison tree, and is famous for its unique skin venom..."

"And is this Manila hemp? It doesn't look very attractive, but the fruit and sap are extremely toxic. Contact with the sap can cause severe irritation such as skin pain, redness, swelling and blisters. Even when rainwater drips from the sap after contact with it, it can cause convective dermatitis."

"···"

“The ecology of this mountain is a bit amazing.”

Tang Wenlong turned around to thank him, then returned to the battlefield.

"Keep calm, keep calm, just use it as a normal hidden weapon. The fatal effect will come later." Tang Wenlong murmured in his heart as a bloated sumo wrestler rushed towards him.

Tang Wenlong stepped on the Xu step, turned around, and passed by the fat and swollen Japanese alien, hitting his back with "Instant Strike". The evenly dense force spread on the thick fat surface, as lightly as beating cotton.

"Are you tickling me?" a disdainful voice came from Japanese.

"Don't be anxious." Tang Wenlong turned his head and said, with no expression on his face.

The Tang Sect's instant attack does not pursue speed and accuracy of the strike. As an assassin, it is necessary to find a way to defeat the enemy with one strike during this even test.

Tang Wenlong continued to hit, and most of the impact was absorbed by the sumo wrestler's fat. But after a series of explorations, he suddenly found that there was a place where the Japanese alien's body would tremble noticeably when he hit it.

"It's right here!" Tang Wenlong gathered all his strength and struck towards the weak spot. With a "kong" sound, the sumo wrestler's body began to tremble violently.

"Old wound... Whoosh, whoosh, die!" He turned around and swung his big arm to hit him.

The attack failed, Tang Wenlong opened his eyes in surprise, put his arms in front of him, and took the impact.

The thin figure suddenly rolled into the crowd.

"You should be a little more restrained in your fighting." Yan Huan looked at everyone. Tang Miaoxing, the old principal, had led all the inner and outer gates over.

It’s a pity that the current disciples of the Tang Sect only have the means of an assassin but not the mentality of an assassin. They are restricted in fighting and the core of the sect’s inheritance is almost lost.

The Tang Sect is a mysterious sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. Even its current members are unclear about when it was founded.

The Tang Sect does not worship a patriarch, and its founder is said to be a woman, but there is no way to verify this. The original members of the Tang Sect all had the surname Tang, and it was a large clan supported by blood ties.

About four hundred years ago, the Tang Clan broke the rule of only accepting people with the surname Tang, and truly became a major force that could not be ignored in the circle of extraordinary people.

From then on, the Tang Clan was divided into two gates, the inner and outer gates. The inner gate was composed of descendants of the Tang family, while the outer gate was composed of people with other surnames.

Historically, the distinction between the inner and outer sects was extremely strict, and there were frequent frictions between the disciples of the two sides. Even the people in charge of the two sects harbored grudges against each other. As for the Tang sect's unique skill "Dan Shi", not to mention that only a few people in the inner sect were qualified to practice it.

The Tang Clan has been a sect of killers since ancient times. Unlike the Tianshi Mansion and the Shaolin Temple, it lacks the training of physical training and spiritual cultivation, but has more advanced killing techniques.

The core concept of Tang Sect's practice focuses on the view on life and death. There are no scriptures to be recited, only the target to be assassinated and the self who has become indifferent to life and death.

If one wants to fully master the Tang Sect’s unique skill “Dan Shi”, one needs to be in a state of complete disillusionment with life and death.

During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the old Tang Clan shouldered the moral responsibility and devoted all its strength to eradicating the cruelty of the people. Only then did the methods used within the clan come into play. In comparison, the new Tang Clan, which is in a peaceful era, is always a bit short of talent.

As the representative of Luotian Dajiao, Tang Wenlong, a leader of the younger generation of the Tang Clan, was unexpectedly defeated by Zhang Chulan who was in a period of absence.

For the older generation, as Zhang Wang from the Political and Educational Department said, if the former head of the sect, Yang Lie, had not died, it would never have been the turn of Tang Miaoxing to take charge of the situation.

The heir of Dan Shi is only Xu Xin in the tomb.

In the training of rookies, with the development of society and the gradual stabilization of order, people's mentality has become more and more "gentle", and there is no corresponding mentality to support the corresponding means, which has become the biggest shackle for the development of Tang Sect disciples.

Even for Zhang Wang, the director of the Tang Sect’s political and educational department, who manages the outer sect that follows traditional practice methods, it is difficult for outer sect disciples to find such a good experience opportunity as the one they have now.

Experience killing, experience being killed. It is different from competition within the same sect. If you are not careful, you will be doomed.

On a battlefield like this, it is very dangerous to be distracted.

Yan Huan stared at the naked back with fat all over it, and clapped his hands together like applause. With a dull sound of applause, the raised stones on the ground gathered into a palm and hit the sumo wrestler like slapping a mosquito.

At the moment the stones hit and merged, the fat man's terrified eyes appeared in the shadows.

"He's going down the mountain! That man is going down the mountain!"

"The leader of this operation has been defeated, and the new demon has also been defeated!"

Snapped!
With a loud bang, fat, meat and blood exploded and splashed onto Tang Wenlong and the surrounding Tang Sect disciples.

“We should treat all things equally, and death and life equally. We should regard life and death as equal. We should respect life, but not be too obsessed with it. We should respect death, but not be afraid of it. This applies to both others and ourselves.”

Yan Huan spread out his palms, and the Japanese alien who had been squeezed into a bloody mess in the rock slid off the surface of the stone like a flat meat patty.

Tang Wenlong, Tang Feng, Ma Long and Tao Tao stood back to back.

"Compared with this person, our practice in the sect is just a small matter. We have been doing nothing in the past few years..." Tang Wenlong glanced at Yan Huan who entered the mountain pass and sighed.

Tao Tao shrugged and pouted, "What can we do? We are in a peaceful era now, and I'm afraid this opportunity to fight and kill will only come once in my life."

"Teacher Tao is right. This is the opportunity we have been waiting for."

"Why are you shaking? Are you scared of Ma Long?" Tang Feng glanced to the side.

Malone, dressed in a black assassin's suit, was breathing heavily, with blood and stained flesh running down his cheeks.

"It's great. This feeling makes my whole body tremble uncontrollably. Is this excitement?"

"I think I understand." Ma Long murmured, "What's important is not only the killer's mentality, but also the perception of the opponent's state. These people want to kill me with every knife..."

"Hehehe!" Ma Long grinned and jumped out at high speed. The blade in his hand collided with the samurai sword of a ronin, creating dazzling sparks.

"When it comes to killing, these guys are more professional than us, but we are from the Tang Sect!" Ma Long swung his sword horizontally, changing the trajectory of the Ronin's long sword. Following the opponent's murderous intent, he emptied his mind and stabbed the blade towards the carotid artery in the opponent's neck.

Swish!
He drew his knife and cut the ronin's throat along the aorta.

puff!

There's a lot of blood!

"I did it, I really did it, as long as I find this feeling... Ugh~"

Seeing the blood spurting out after the throat was cut, Ma Long's throat began to itch and his stomach began to feel nauseous. The psychological discomfort of killing someone for the first time was playing tricks on him. Taking advantage of the gap, a ninja rushed over at high speed and slashed at his back with a knife.

The knife didn't touch the body, and the ninja fell heavily to the side with a "thump", and three silver needles were inserted into the side of his neck.

"You did a good job." Tang Miaoxing stood aside like a pine tree. "Have you grasped the feeling of a fatal attack?"

"It's okay, I understand a little bit." Ma Long coughed a few times.

Tang Miaoxing looked towards the distance and clapped his hands, "Wenlong, Xiaofeng, Xiaotao, you have to work hard as well. Although there are foreigners who have infiltrated, the stronger ones have been watched by Lu Ci."

"The rest are a group of new generation Bihe Ninjas who have been secretly trained. They are a mob and nothing to be feared."

"Go ahead and kill, go ahead and enlighten. If your life hangs by a thread, I will protect you."

"Received!" responded the Tang Sect disciples.

Tang Miaoxing's weathered and resolute face turned towards the path leading into the mountain pass.

Although the students in the sect are not very capable, the remnants of the Bihe Ren on the opposite side are not in much better condition. It seems that this group of people are still frightened and afraid.

"What did you see in the mountains before?"

His eyes fixed, and then he looked towards the surrounding poisonous bushes, "There are many poisonous plants that don't grow locally. I'll try to ask him for some later."

Yan Huan sat cross-legged on a grass carpet on a mountain path, resting his chin on his hand and examining the battle situation. After a while, he yawned nonchalantly.

The remnants who escaped were being watched by the secret bunker of "Natotong". The hands of the Tang Sect disciples were gradually stained with blood. Although they were still upset when facing the dead bodies, they could almost accept it.

Lu Ci pinched the head of a Bihe Ninja and pressed her to the ground. He then used his Ruyi Power to beat the Bihe Ninja witch to pieces. The two heavy lumps on her chest were flattened.

All around him were corpses lying in disorder, all of them looking grotesquely deformed from being beaten.

"It's almost done. We've killed all the Tang Clan members, and Lu Ci has killed enough. It's time to wrap it up." Yan Huan slowly stood up and looked towards the sky.

After going back and forth for a long time, dusk began to fall in the sky and the sound of firecrackers could be heard one after another. However, the sound was faint and far away, with only a slight "crackling" sound.

As Yan Huan took a step, vigorous vitality spread from the soles of his feet and instantly spread across the surface of the earth.

Snapped!
Countless green bamboo spikes rose from the ground, and the only dozen or so remaining Bihe Nin were all pierced by the bamboo thorns, with their broken bodies hanging high up and precariously falling.

Lu Ci glanced towards the entrance of the mountain, snorted coldly, and kicked away the corpse next to him.

Immediately, green vines spread out from the mountain, dragged the corpse and pulled it back into the mountain. The ground cracked, and the corpse rolled down. All the remains of Bihe Ren became nutrients for the trees in Qunling Mountain.

The dead ghosts slowly floated up. Seeing this, Yan Huan reached out into the air with his arms wrapped in yin energy. The souls of the dead Bihei ninjas and Japanese aliens all flew towards one place and gathered above Yan Huan's head like a whirlpool.

Then, Yan Huan clenched his fist, and flames rose up and wrapped around his fist.

When he opened his palm again, a clean and bright pink fire lotus faintly appeared in his hand.

go with!
With a gentle word, the red lotus of karma fire slowly rose up and danced towards the vortex in the air at a leisurely pace.

Karma fire is fueled by sin and karma, and once it sticks to something, it cannot be extinguished. When the inconspicuous little fire lotus touched one end of a few ghosts, the fire slowly grew larger and quickly swallowed up all the yin energy in the air.

The warm pink light attracted everyone's attention. When they looked up, they saw that the lotus was growing bigger and bigger, and its color was becoming brighter and brighter, until it expanded and broke, turning into streams of fire that scattered into the night sky.

"It's New Year's Eve, it's really the New Year!" Tao Tao pinched her waist and looked up into the sky.

Lu Ci looked up at the night sky, and bright rays of light flashed through the pupils under his bangs like shooting stars.

"Isn't that the end, brother?"

"We have to go back, otherwise the young people will be too embarrassed to eat at the village's New Year's Eve dinner."

After saying that, Lu Ci walked through a dense forest in the wilderness and went to find the Lu family's vehicle parked at the intersection.

Tang Miaoxing brushed off the dust on his shoulders, strode forward, and said to Yan Huan, "My friend, can the Tang Sect use some of the poisonous miasma plants around here?"

They were all trees that had grown again, so Yan Huan was not stingy and replied, "Principal Tang, please do as you please."

With permission, a group of Tang Sect disciples used their black jade hands, held porcelain bottles, crushed the leaves, split the bark, and stored the poisonous juice inside bit by bit.

Tang Wenlong collected the poison and thanked Yan Huan, "Thank you very much, brother, you really have a good method!"

He remained calm and looked at Yan Huan carefully.

Is this the second best in the world now?
"Haha." Tang Miao raised his head and laughed, "Wenlong, you should know that there are always people better than you, right?"

"It's always good to go out and see the world after staying indoors all day."

After that, Tang Miaoxing changed the subject and said to Yan Huan: "If you have the chance to come to Sichuan, you must come to visit Tangmen! I'll treat you to hotpot!"

"Sure!" Yan Huan bowed in return.

After seeing off the Tang Clan, there were also people from the "Nadutong" bunker, as well as Xu San and Feng Baobao.

According to the decision previously agreed with Zhao Fangxu, among all the events, the company would only take over Die as the organizer. But now that Die was dead, there was no need for Xu San to stay.

"Huanzi, come to Tianjin when you have time. I'd like you to listen to crosstalk!" Feng Baobao also imitated Tang Miaoxing's tone and made an invitation.

"Sure." Yan Huan responded, and watched Xu San take Feng Baobao away.

The day's riot finally died down, and Qunling Mountain returned to its tranquility and peace. Apart from the blood that stained the yellow earth at the foot of the mountain, there was no trace left.

Yan Huan stretched and walked slowly towards the mountain.

"I feel much better now. It's time to research something new."

Yan Huan stopped in front of the giant tree and looked up. The vines pulled a few people close to them.

In this world, there are people who regard their body as their country. They rely on the heart of a sage to view their entire body. They regard their body as equal to their country and are the king of their own territory. Therefore, magic such as the Golden Watchman cannot suppress them.

But for ordinary people, once they lose control of themselves, their fate is no longer simply in their own hands. Their physical condition and vitality can be stolen by the outside world and can also be changed by magic.

"I'm going to take action, sister!" Yan Huan grabbed the face of the Bihe female ninja.

(End of this chapter)