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In the southwest of Xing'an Mountains, Chen Ying walked step by step in the snow with a long sword on his back, leaving a long trail of footprints behind him.

Unlike others, Chen Ying released his true Qi to sense the surroundings as soon as he entered the mountain. He has been practicing swordsmanship in the sword pool for many years, so he naturally has an indomitable momentum. After all, the most feared thing for sword practitioners is to retreat. If they dare not draw their swords once, they will be in a shadow for the rest of their lives.

Chen Ying, who was walking forward with his head down, paused. In his true Qi perception, everything in front was normal, and there was no fluctuation of true Qi, but his intuition told him that there was something in front. He looked up and looked around. There was indeed nothing in his sight, but he always felt a little uneasy.

"Shua."

There were footsteps in the distance, and Chen Ying turned his head instantly. Just as he was about to draw his sword, the black shadow appeared a few steps away.

Not good, Chen Ying's heart tightened, and he quickly used his light skills to step back a few steps to avoid the black shadow's claws. The black shadow's attack missed, and Chen Ying's sword finger had already touched the black shadow's forehead as soon as he moved.

As Chen Ying's true qi shot out, two black holes were pierced on the black shadow's forehead by the true qi. Chen Ying was about to stop, but the black shadow moved and swung a claw at Chen Ying. Fortunately, Chen Ying reacted quickly, stepped on his feet several times, forced himself to bend down, and narrowly avoided the claw swung by the black shadow by rubbing his hair.

Didn't he die even if he was hit in the head? Chen Ying was shocked. He didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly rolled a few times to avoid another attack from the black shadow. He slapped his hands on the ground, raising a snowflake, and stood up with the power of one palm. He separated the attack of the black shadow with one hand and condensed the true qi with the other hand.

With a roar of "Huh", he slapped the black shadow's head with his palm, and the true qi encouraged the black shadow's head to smash it. Then he quickly distanced himself with the palm power to prevent the snake from being killed.

The black shadow with a smashed head still swung his claws a few times, and just fell to the ground stiffly, and even the posture of falling to the ground still retained the swinging posture. Chen Ying, who had stepped back a few steps, was still a little worried when he saw the black shadow fall. He stood there and waited for a while before moving forward. He kicked the black shadow to make sure it was dead before squatting down to check. He turned left and right for a while before standing up.

"Puppet? But how to control it after injecting mercury? Strange..." Chen Ying frowned, puzzled by the pale body on the ground.

He simply stopped struggling and walked forward with his cotton robe wrapped tightly.

On the snowy ground on the south slope, Zhang Chongjing from Tianshi Mansion, Lin Yiyan from Maoshan, and He Miaocong from Wudang Mountain walked together. The three of them were all from the Taoist sect, and they often walked between sects. They were familiar with each other, so it was reasonable for them to walk together.

The three of them stood in a triangle, carefully observing the surroundings while walking, and their expressions were not relaxed.

"Be careful, there is a situation ahead." Lin Yiyan, who was walking at the back, pulled the two of them, frowned and stared at the front not far away, and spoke in a low voice.

The two followed Lin Yiyan's gaze, but saw nothing. Zhang Chongjing seemed to have thought of something, and turned back to ask Lin Yiyan, "Your talisman person..."

"Well, I don't know what happened, I lost contact with the talisman person." Lin Yiyan nodded, and looked at the darkness with a little more vigilance.

He Miaocong on the side didn't understand the two people's chattering. Although the three of them belonged to the same Taoist sect, he had never practiced the way of talismans. He simply didn't ask anything, and directly released the true qi to diffuse over, carefully sensing the situation ahead.

The true qi pushed forward to the extreme, but still couldn't feel anything abnormal, so he looked at Lin Yiyan and asked, "Fellow Daoist Lin, are you mistaken? There is nothing in the true qi perception."

"I held you because I couldn't sense anything. This is too weird." As he said that, Lin Yiyan pinched his hands and shouted "Talisman into thousands", and the true qi condensed into a faint talisman that floated forward.

The two stood with their hands clasped, quietly waiting for Lin Yiyan's result. After waiting for a while, Lin Yiyan didn't speak, but his expression became more and more serious. Suddenly, Lin Yiyan's face became very surprised, and his hand gestures changed several times.

"Kill!"

When the voice fell, the true energy in the distance rioted, and a snowflake rose up. Lin Yiyan's hands returned to normal, but the shock on his face became more and more obvious. He turned his head to look at Zhang Chongjing and He Miaocong, and said solemnly, "The evil art of controlling corpses! But it's not like the ordinary art of controlling corpses. Mercury is poured into the corpse."

"Mercury? How is it possible? The whole body of the corpse is extremely stiff after mercury is poured in. What's the use of controlling it?" Zhang Chongjing's hand was filled with lightning, and it returned to calm after a while.

"It's indeed not an ordinary art of controlling corpses. I can't feel a trace of corpse qi. Let's go over and take a look."

After the words fell, Zhang Chongjing didn't wait for the two to respond, and took the lead in running the true energy and flew towards the snowflakes. After the three landed, they saw a torn corpse lying on the ground. Zhang Chongjing didn't dislike the filth, picked up a piece and looked at it for a while before throwing it away.

"It seems to be a secret technique of the Hu people. I have never seen this kind of corpse control technique. The joints are stiff but it can move. It's strange."

"It's really strange, but the strength is not strong. It seems to be only a sixth or seventh grade. If the mercury is removed, it may not even be an eighth grade." Lin Yiyan threw the corpse in his hand, and the puzzled expression on his face became a little more intense.

It can move even if it is not strong, and it is still a corpse. Zhang Chongjing seemed to have thought of something, "No, the Hu people are not here to kill people, but to test them!"

"What did you say, Taoist Zhang?" He Miaocong knew that Zhang Chongjing was meticulous and often considered things carefully, so the backbone of the three people has always been Zhang Chongjing. Now Zhang Chongjing's face changed drastically, and the two of them were a little confused.

"The Hu people released this thing just to test our respective directions and the Taoism we are good at. Knowing the opponent's weaknesses first can solve them!"

He Miaocong said anxiously, "Then tell the others quickly!"

"It's too late. We are at the end. Maybe others have already met them..." Lin Yiyan said calmly as he stepped forward.

The three looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and continued to walk forward.

At the same time, on the southeast slope, three Buddhist disciples walked forward on the snow.

The expressions on the faces of the three were almost the same, neither happy nor sad. They silently recited Buddhist scriptures, and there was not much sound when they stepped on the snow, as if they were three solemn and majestic Buddha statues.

Fazhi was the oldest among the three and walked in front. Du Nan was the youngest and walked at the end. The three gradually walked in a row, and from a distance they looked like three ascetics walking on the snow.

A rustling sound came from the forest, and the three stopped at the same time and turned their heads to look at the source of the sound. Snowflakes were floating in the forest, and soon a blue-white figure ran out from the darkness.

Mingzhi reacted first, with a faint golden light coming out of his body. He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched the running figure with great force. The man was blasted to pieces by Mingzhi's punch before he could even make a sound. Mingzhi put his fist back and stood up, chanting a Buddhist name softly.

"Strange, how come this man is only at the sixth or seventh rank..." Mingzhi said to the two with a puzzled look on his face.

Du Nan bent down to pick up a piece of corpse, squeezed it a few times and said lightly.

"It seems to be the corpse-controlling technique of the Taoist sect. Brothers, be careful. This kind of waste of effort, the Hu people will not do it, there must be other purposes..."