Chapter 83 Understanding

Every time Ying Yi said something, Li Guo's face turned green, and then he actually started laughing.

Probably because he knew there was no hope of survival, he let go.

He laughed loudly and said: "Kill as long as you want. How many people have I, Li Guo, killed along the way? Men, women, old and young, no one is allowed to be killed."

"Okay." Ying Yi gritted his teeth: "A beast is a beast."

He sneered: "It's not easy to die if you fall into my hands. Killing you with one knife will be an advantage for you. For a beast like you, a thousand cuts are not enough to cut away all your sins!"

He threw Li Guo aside and his eyes fell on Mr. Hu.

"He is indeed a stranger, and he has some tricks." Ying Yi's eyes were stern: "If I didn't have some skills, I might not be able to gain favor in front of you."

Although Mr. Hu looked pale, his expression was quite calm.

Hearing this, he sighed: "Your Excellency is not an ordinary person. I wonder how Li Guo got enmity with you. It turns out he is here. After all, I underestimated your ability. After all, I am not practicing enough. Otherwise, you and I should be in different places."

Ying Yi chuckled: "I won't talk nonsense to you. I'll ask you a few questions. If you answer them, I'll give you a treat. If you can't answer them, hehe..."

Mr. Hu Anran's expression changed slightly and he said: "I have Taoist skills that can help you."

Ying Yi sneered and said: "Your mere Taoist skills seem to be nothing more than heresy. I used a little trick to make you end up like this. What's the use of you? Don't talk nonsense, I'll ask you an answer."

Mr. Hu shouted: "I can refine corpses, make them invulnerable, and can kill anywhere."

"It's no use."

"I can refine the evil black energy of corpses, and everything will be incorruptible."

"Is this what you use to brag about me?" Ying Yi laughed loudly: "It must be a bit sharp, but what use is it to me?"

Ying Yi said: "Although you are a strange person who knows Taoism and can refine corpses, how can you be a good person if you join forces with bandits? Let me ask you, how many people like you are there in the world?"

When Mr. Hu heard this, he rolled his eyes and remained silent.

Ying Yi turned his hand and slapped him until he vomited blood: "Speak quickly, otherwise don't blame me for humiliating you. There are several cesspools in the sweet potato field outside the village, and I think you may not be willing to take a bath."

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Hu's expression changed drastically and he shouted: "How can you humiliate me like this? I, Hu Yi, am a master of Taoism. Wherever I go, I am not treated as a guest. You..."

Ying Yi turned his hand and slapped him again.

"That's all." Mr. Hu spat out blood and his face suddenly became fierce: "Whatever you want to ask, I will tell you. But if you kill me, someone will avenge me."

Ying Yi sneered again and again.

Mr. Hu said: "You just want to know the general situation of Taoist cultivators in the world. Okay, I will tell you. But I don't have enough practice, my status is not high, and I don't know much."

"Where's all this nonsense?" Ying Yi raised his hand to strike.

Mr. Hu hurriedly said: "There are not many people who practice Taoism in the world. I have been practicing for decades, and the people I have seen are only two palms. There are people like me who walk in the mortal world to practice, and there are also people who are hiding in the mountains and old forests and sitting in seclusion. Those who practice asceticism. There is no distinction between good and evil, only authentic and side sects. As far as I know, there are people who practice Taoism in famous mountains and rivers such as Longhu Mountain, Wudang Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, Taihang Mountain, Emei Mountain in Western Sichuan, and Kunlun in the Western Region. There are also people who practice Taoism. There are also some bald men who have turned away from the Hu religion."

"Most of them are scattered cultivators, passed down from master to disciple. There are also those with long inheritance, such as the Celestial Master line of Longhu Mountain and the Quanzhen line of Zhongnan Mountain. There are also shamans in the Huawai Northland, and their methods are similar to the witchcraft in Miaoland. "

Listening to Mr. Hu's words, Ying Yi gradually sketched the general form of another level in this world.

As Mr. Hu narrated, Ying Yi's understanding became more profound.

Generally speaking, most of the cultivators of the authentic tradition practice hard in the mountains and forests. The authentic inheritance of Taoism is mostly like this. During the nearly three hundred years that the Ming Dynasty was in power, except for the Longhu Mountain lineage and the Zhang Sanfeng lineage of Wudang Mountain, which were closely involved with the Ming Dynasty, the rest were ignored by the dynasty.

The world is in chaos now, but the cultivators of the authentic inheritance don't pay any attention to it. On the contrary, side theories emerged one by one. In Hu Yi's words, it is Fulongting.

Most of these heretics are among thieves. After all, the Ming Dynasty was orthodox and had always suppressed heretics. These people hated it deeply and naturally they would not contribute to the Ming Dynasty. However, Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain, which are related to the Ming Dynasty, rarely care about secular things. Except for the great dynasty festivals, when these authentic monks would show up to preside over the ceremony, they were nowhere to be seen at other times.

In general, the land of China is now full of demons, and heretics appear frequently. In addition to people like Hu Yi, there are also some organized and disciplined ones, such as the White Lotus Sect.

"So, when the Ming Dynasty reached this point, no authentic monks came out to help?" Ying Yi asked.

Hu Yi sneered and said: "Everyone is seeking immortality, so who cares about the mortal world?"

Ying Yi frowned: "What about the shamans from Huawai North?"

Hu Yi sneered again and again: "They don't care about this. You said that the Ming Dynasty suffered successive defeats in Liaodong. Is the Tatar army really invincible?"

After hearing this, Ying Yi took a deep breath.

After a moment of silence, he asked again: "So, who is the most powerful monk in the world today? What powerful methods do you have?"

Hu Yi looked at Ying Yi and sneered: "Are you sometimes afraid?"

Ying Yi turned his hand and slapped him again.

Hu Yi didn't dare to stab him anymore and said: "The most powerful one is naturally Zhang Tianshi."

"Master Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain?" Ying Yi said.

"If it's not that old man, then who is it?" Hu Yi said: "In all dynasties, the headmaster of Longhu Mountain has been named a Heavenly Master. Do you think it is just a name? If the Zhang family is not so powerful, how can we sit still?"

When Ying Yi heard this, he couldn't help but think so.

The title of Heavenly Master is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Just like the emperor, there is only one. The same is true for the Heavenly Master.

"What powerful methods does Zhang Tianshi have?" Ying Yi asked.

"Longhu Mountain is good at making talismans. I heard that this generation of heavenly masters has already refined the four-image spiritual talisman, which has powerful magical powers and is unpredictable." Hu Yi said.

"Spirit talisman?" Ying Yi asked again.

Hu Yi said: "Three mountains of talismans are one religion, headed by Tianshi Sect, followed by Maoshan. Talisman can be divided into mortal, dharma, spirit and immortal. Mortal talismans can cure diseases and save people at most, dharma talismans can ward off evil spirits, and spiritual talismans are unpredictable. I I don’t know how powerful the magic talisman is.”

When Ying Yi heard the words, he was thoughtful.

In this way, Master Zhang Tianshi has refined the talisman to an extremely advanced level and has few enemies. But Ying Yi didn't have any worries about this. These authentic monks are probably different from heretics like Hu Yi.

Otherwise, I should have gone down the mountain to choose a bright master and go to Fulongting.

Then he asked: "How many people like you are there in the bandit camp?"

A flash of anger flashed in Hu Yi's eyes, what the hell? He dared to be angry and speak out, but was afraid that Ying Yi would humiliate him, so he had to say: "There are three more people, one is a master of witchcraft from Miaoland, one is a ghost Taoist practitioner from Beiman Mountain, and the other is a Muslim Taoist practitioner."

"How do these three compare to you?" Ying Yi asked again.

"It's almost the same." Hu Yi said.

Ying Yi immediately knew what was going on. There may be a gap, but it must not be huge. If it were just this kind of stuff, Ying Yi wouldn't be afraid. Maybe these people have some strange methods, but if their cultivation is not high, they may not be able to defeat Ying Yi.