Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

The only emotion that can be emitted is murderous intent, kill, kill, kill!

Soon a quarter of an hour passed, and there was no one left at the foot of the mountain, only the smell of blood.

The blood on the mountainside flowed down the steps and solidified at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, blood began to flow again at the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Weichen looked around blankly and walked in a random direction.

Soon Jiang Weichen arrived at a village. Before he entered the village, the villagers smelled a bloody smell coming towards them.

When Jiang Weichen approached, a group of children playing at the village entrance saw Jiang Weichen covered in blood, holding a three-foot-long knife, and with red eyes.

"Oh my god, what a ghost!"

"Mom, I want to go home."

"Brother, wait for me."

"..."

In an instant, seven or eight children scattered.

Jiang Weichen came up to a little girl holding a long knife.

She had two small braids and wore a flowered dress, but her face was pale and she was sitting on the ground.

He supported himself with his hands and feet, trembling constantly, but still trying hard to push off the ground.

Its body kept moving on the ground, leaving a puddle of water on the ground, and it trembled and said, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

Jiang Weichen seemed to have no emotions as he raised his sword and was about to chop it down.

The little girl screamed and fainted from fright.

The originally gloomy sky suddenly cleared up, and the sun no longer hid and suddenly emerged from the clouds.

The light instantly shone on Jiang Weichen's Immortal-Slaying Sword.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword then fell, but when the sword was halfway down, the dazzling sunlight suddenly reflected back.

The light pierced his eyes, and the dazzling sunlight triggered a nerve reaction. Jiang Weichen subconsciously closed his eyes.

Under the stimulation of the sun, he just regained some consciousness and woke up.

The sword spirit instantly disappeared from the heart and reappeared in the mind, as if it had never left.

It's just that the color on it is brighter red, and there is more blood in the mind.

Jiang Weichen opened his eyes again and watched the tip of the knife hover three inches above the little girl's forehead.

The blade's aura was only an inch away from his forehead.

Jiang Weichen looked at his ragged clothes and blood-stained body.

Then he looked at his Immortal-Slaying Sword pointing at the little girl and wondered why he wanted to kill her?

And I was supposed to be on the mountain, and I remember I fainted.

There are masters like Ding Chunqiu and Murong Bo watching me covetously, why didn’t I die?

Why did you come to the foot of the mountain?

Jiang Weichen was puzzled, looking at the sword spirit in his mind that had grown much stronger.

Could it be that the sword spirit is controlling me?

With their minds connected, Jiang Weichen suddenly felt a terrifying murderous intent rushing into his mind.

It was as if there were countless voices tempting him to kill people, and among them Jiang Weichen actually heard the voices of Xuan Nan, Huangfu Song and others.

And their voices are especially bewitching.

These numerous murderous intentions almost made Jiang Weichen lose his mind.

These withdrawn murderous intentions were tainted with the breath of the dead, becoming impure and uncontrollable.

Fortunately, after the sword spirit turned around, the murderous intent was suppressed.

Jiang Weichen secretly felt lucky, fortunately the sword spirit was focused on him and did not turn against him.

Otherwise, if I were to use all my strength to drive out this murderous intent, I wouldn't be able to hold on.

Fortunately, these mixed murderous intentions can be slowly purified through the Qinglian visualization method.

Jiang Weichen didn't dare to investigate the murderous intent any further, but with the telepathic connection, he soon realized that it was indeed the sword spirit that controlled him in the crisis.

But the sword spirit could not convey to him what had happened during this period.

Chapter 243 Tragic Scene

Jiang Weichen looked at the little girl who fainted because of his fright.

He stepped forward to take the patient's pulse and suddenly looked serious.

"Cuihua, where are you? Promise your mother."

"Cuihua, I'm sorry, I was too scared just now."

"..."

Jiang Weichen heard the voice, glanced at the little girl, then turned around and quickly left the village.

After leaving, Jiang Weichen did not return to Yunwu Mountain. Instead, he found a nearby lake, washed himself, and then took out a set of clean clothes from the Yandao Hall and changed into them.

He then changed his appearance, went to a nearby town, opened an inn, and ordered that no one should disturb him for two days.

He was too tired. Although he had recovered a little bit of his consciousness while being controlled by the sword spirit, he was still exhausted. He needed a good sleep.

For now, sleep is the best way for him to recover his mind.

After Jiang Weichen entered the room, he fell asleep immediately. With the sword spirit around, he didn't have to worry about being in danger after falling into a coma.

However, there are still risks in controlling the body with the sword spirit. The sword is a weapon of killing, and it can only kill after the sword spirit controls the body.

If it weren't for the dazzling sunlight that irritated my nerves just now, I might have slaughtered the entire village.

If they don't wake up after being slaughtered, they may continue to kill.

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On this day, the martial arts world was in turmoil. More than a thousand people went up Yunwu Mountain, but only two or three hundred survived.

These two or three hundred people were all small fry. They seemed to be frightened and those who ran down the mountain first were still shouting that they would never mix in the underworld again.

Other martial artists laughed at their cowardice.

On this day, the Shaolin monks Xuannan and Xuanbei died on the mountain.

The two elders and many disciples of the Beggar Gang were completely wiped out.

The director of the Imperial City Department of the imperial court was cut in half, and the eunuch master of the palace was also cut in half.

The Crazy Blade Sect was completely wiped out, and there were only a few survivors among the many forces including the Salt Gang, the Wushan Sect, the Dian Cang Sect, the Shangguan Family in the north, etc.

According to people familiar with the matter, the mountainside was covered with layers of corpses, most of which were mutilated and had broken arms and legs.

The killing lasted for three or four hours, and the blood flowed from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain before it coagulated.

When everyone thought the killing was limited to the mountain, the devil actually came down the mountain.

He was covered in blood, his eyes were glowing red, and he killed anyone he saw, whether they were martial artists or people from the imperial court.

Neither the enemy nor his men survived.

It seemed tireless. The more it killed, the more excited it seemed, and the redder its eyes became.

After killing all the warriors who were watching the fun at the foot of the mountain, the devil left.

The survivors were terrified and fled from the area around Yunwu Mountain.

The news quickly spread throughout the area around Taihu Lake along with these survivors, and some warriors who had originally planned to watch the excitement left Taihu Lake one after another.

Some warriors who did not believe in evil went to Yunwu Mountain to check it out. However, before they even reached the top of the mountain, they saw two or three hundred broken limbs and arms at the foot of the mountain.

He was so frightened that he dared not go up the mountain and quickly left Taihu Lake.

As these people left, the news quickly spread throughout the world, causing an uproar.

The next day, many people gathered at the foot of Yunwu Mountain. They all came to confirm the news.

Su Yunhui led a group of constables up the mountain and brought down Huangfu Song's body from the mountain road.

He Yuanqing, the prefect of Suzhou, was a middle-aged man in his forties. As a scholar, he was unwilling to get involved in the affairs of the underworld.

But the director of the Imperial City Department and the eunuchs in the palace died in his territory, so he had to come.

Not long after, Suzhou Chief Constable Su Yunhui and his men came down the mountain path carrying a stretcher.

"Sir, I only found the body of Master Huangfu. As for the eunuchs in the palace, I don't have any portraits, so I can't find them right away."

He Yuanqing walked over, lifted the white cloth and took a look. He was so frightened that he covered the cloth again and took several steps back.

Huangfu Song's entire body was split into two, and after a day, there were signs of being pecked by birds.

He Yuanqing took a few breaths and then asked, "How come you can't find it? He's a eunuch, so it should be easy to tell him apart."

Su Yunhui thought of the scene on the mountainside and couldn't help but feel a little scared. He replied: "Sir, at least six or seven hundred people died on the mountainside, and almost no one was alive.

There were only broken limbs and arms piled up everywhere in the small square, leaving us and others with nowhere to stand."

He Yuanqing looked around and saw the same thing. He couldn't help but curse his bad luck.

At this time, the coroner who came with him said, "Sir, if these corpses are not handled, they may cause plague."

He Yuanqing asked in reply, "Deal with them? How? These people are from various sects. Am I going to burn them all?"

After He Yuanqing finished speaking, he didn't know what to do. It would be bad if he didn't deal with it and caused an epidemic.

If I deal with it, won’t the families of these people cause trouble for me?

He Yuanqing then said, "Captain Su, go look for him. Find Eunuch Liu's body first. I'll go back and write a memorial to the emperor. As for what to do next... let the higher-ups decide."

After He Yuanqing finished speaking, he whispered to Su Yunhui, "These corpses cannot be left for long. You must mobilize the surrounding yamen runners to collect them.

If no one claims the body after two days, you will dispose of it with corpse-dissolving water."