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Chapter 55 Harvest
It's a pity that Xuan Chenzi did not master this magical power, otherwise he could have eliminated the scourge of Huang Laoqi for the people.

While practicing magic to collect souls, Xuan Chenzi accidentally revealed his whereabouts and was besieged and killed by a group of juniors, becoming a record of others.

Seeing that the master had not returned, the brothers began to worry. Usually, Xuan Chenzi would go out to practice or collect materials for at most ten days or half a month, but that time he was gone for almost two months and there was no news. Everyone was discussing whether the master would come back.

As for why these "disciples" didn't run away, it was very simple. Xuan Chenzi was such a big shot that he naturally had hidden tricks on them. It was almost impossible for them to escape, and once they were discovered, they would be severely punished.

He even pretended to go down the mountain at the beginning to test whether anyone wanted to escape. These inexperienced children could not defeat this senior demon.

After this happened two or three times, these little kids no longer dared to think about running away.

In this atmosphere of fear and anxiety, the nine brothers spent another half year, and finally one of them could not bear it any longer and escaped in the middle of the night. However, this time, he was not caught and punished in public.

Only then did everyone dare to confirm that the "Master" would probably not come back.

So everyone immediately scattered like birds and beasts. Of course, Huang Laoqi was a smart one. He also took away their "master" Xuan Chenzi's Taoist books and some magical instruments. Of course, he also fought with some fellow disciples and became one of the only two people who survived and left.

After that, Old Huang Qi studied Taoist books while practicing evil skills. Because he practiced "Nine Sons with the Same Life Ghost Mysterious Art", Xuan Chenzi had explained many of the words in the Taoist books to them, so Old Huang Qi could understand them.

Even so, Huang Laoqi knew that he was practicing evil magic that harmed people, but there was nothing he could do. The Taoist books left by Xuan Chenzi were all of this kind of stuff. However, no matter how evil the sect was, the unorthodox sect did have some merits. The secret teachings of the Tianyin Sect were also extraordinary, and Huang Laoqi's qualifications were also quite extraordinary. Combined with his unique birth date, he really developed a set of skills.

Afterwards, he was full of vigor and ambition for more than ten years, but unfortunately he did too many evil things. In order to avoid being hunted down by the righteous people in the Central Plains, he had no choice but to hide in the remote southern border and learned the art of witchcraft in the southern border.

Afterwards, Huang Laoqi combined the secret techniques of the Tianyin Sect and created many vicious secret methods. At this point, Huang Laoqi boasted that his abilities were no weaker than Xuan Chenzi's back then, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the divine journey. In addition, he heard that the major sects in the Central Plains had closed their mountain gates in order to cope with the reality of declining spiritual energy, so he had the courage to come back.

But his luck was really bad. As soon as he came back, before he had the chance to show off his power, he ran into the tough guy Li Ming. Moreover, by some strange coincidence, he even lost his life to Li Ming.

After Li Ming finished reading the notes, he had some understanding of Huang Laoqi's life.

The remaining scrolls were nothing more than the evil methods he had researched himself and the Taoist books of the Tianyin Sect.

Li Ming muttered to himself, "So he's a remnant of the Tianyin Sect. No wonder he knows the Nine Illusions Passing Through the Netherworld Formation. This person has great Taoist skills, but unfortunately, he has a bad fate."

Li Ming did not comment on Huang Laoqi's experience, nor did he feel any sympathy for him. After all, the things he did later could not be washed away. He just felt a little regretful. He was able to cultivate to this point with these fragments. His talent was indeed not bad, but his life experience was hard to describe.

Then he frowned and thought, muttering to himself, "Have the major sects in the Central Plains closed their mountain gates? Is that so?"

Thinking of this group of masters who couldn't even reach the realm of spiritual travel, Li Ming sighed secretly. No wonder it was like this. It turned out that it was not his illusion. The people who came to this water and land ceremony were really a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp.

After all, if a spiritual cultivator in this world doesn't cast a spell, it's hard to tell their level from a normal perspective. It's unlike the novels Li Ming had read, where someone's aura could easily reveal their cultivation level. Li Ming then put down Huang Laoqi's notes and continued examining the remaining bottles, jars, and other items.

With the help of his notes, Li Ming quickly recognized most of these things.

Apart from some scattered poisons and insects, Li Ming thought there were only three things that were relatively valuable.

The first one is the Tianyin Sect's Taoist book. Although it is incomplete, it also has some valuable points. Li Ming just flipped through it casually and gained a lot.

The second is his own experience in refining poisons, which Li Ming could not understand for a while, but even if he did not practice it himself, staying and watching could help him guard against others' ambush.

The third is the bloody knife.

According to the notes, the blood knife was not Xuan Chenzi's treasure, but he found it in a tribe in southern Xinjiang several years ago. The people of that tribe worshipped the blood knife and regarded it as a sacred object. Every time they returned from hunting, they would let the blood knife drink blood. By chance, Huang Laoqi discovered this tribe.

He was immediately attracted by this extraordinary object and made a plan to destroy the entire tribe and take the knife away.

Li Ming had known for a long time that this knife was evil, but it also had many extraordinary features. One must know that the soul was not like the body, it had no support and was just a thought. Even in the state of wandering in the spirit world, it was only able to leave the body, and could not interfere with reality before breaking through and driving away the object.

However, Huang Laoqi's cultivation level was clearly not at the level of controlling objects, yet he was able to control a flying knife. Naturally, it was all thanks to the power of the knife. According to Fuyouzi, in the realm of controlling objects, it was not necessarily necessary for the soul to leave the body, but it was somewhat similar to the telekinesis that Li Ming had seen. Depending on the level of cultivation, one could control objects of varying weights within a few feet around him.

The blood knife is different. When using it, the soul must leave the body and no soul can be attached to it. Therefore, he suffered a great loss in the battle with Li Ming. He was injured by Li Ming's blood, energy and spells, which led to his subsequent defeat. Even so, this blood knife is the only one that Huang Laoqi has seen in his decades of practice.

Having said that, Huang Laoqi dared to return to the Central Plains, and this blood sword also gave him great confidence, which he regarded as a trump card. When he came with the sword, Chang Miao was shocked. Naturally, it was because the cultivation level of the two brothers was only at the spiritual level, and they were nervous when facing the realm of driving objects.

Unfortunately, Huang Laoqi is a fake. To wield the Blood Sword, he must abide by its rules and only return after seeing blood. He is not like the master of the sword, but a cooperative relationship. He is allowed to use it only after paying tribute and sacrifice.

This knife is quite spiritual, the only one Li Ming has ever seen in his life. Even Fuyouzi does not have a magic weapon that can be as spiritual as this one. Perhaps it can be called a spiritual weapon, but it is bloodthirsty and murderous, and it will bewitch its owner, making it a real evil object.

So Li Ming sealed it temporarily and planned to take it back to the mountain to show Fuyouzi after the water and land ceremony was over.

My master is a man of great learning and extensive knowledge. I think he might know the origin of this blood knife.

By the time everything had been counted and sorted out, it was already noon. Li Ming counted with his fingers, smiled, stood up, and pushed the door open to go out.

(End of this chapter)