Ning Yi couldn't help but was startled, and was about to say something when he saw someone rushing out a few steps away from him. However, when a minister from the neighboring county came to greet him, he saw his eyes flashing and his legs racing.
A crowd of people broke through the window of the main hall, rushed to the east of the outer wall and jumped up.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the sight of most people. However, there was a sudden exclamation, roar and scream, and a flash of fire flashed past, and all the movement stopped abruptly. Then, a man in a red robe and a mask was seen.
Carrying a corpse, he stood on the wall and looked at everyone coldly.
The red-haired Grand Priest revealed a reserved smile: "I've seen the Fire Walker, thank you so much for blocking me." Then, the red-masked Fire Walker threw away the smoking corpse, and there was a buzzing sound.
He said: "Then it will be a playground for bad Tao thieves. You can take care of yourself."
Some people even took the lead and echoed: "I will follow the teachings of the fire wielder." "The fire wielder has powerful magical powers." Ning Yi also moved forward with a happy heart, and gave him a humble smile, and took the initiative to ask for orders: "And
Let him deal with the legs and tail so as not to disturb the disciples outside."
"Okay! I'm not a caring person, so I'll give it to you." The masked fire warrior glanced at him and said coldly: But the great scripture master who usually seemed very authoritative originally wanted to say something.
, but after being glanced at by the fire user, he naturally remained silent.
Ning Yi, on the other hand, became more and more awe-inspiring, and his expression became more humble and respectful. It is said that the Dayun Sect has separate altars in various halls where people gather to pray. In addition to the church leader and altar master who is a local convener,
, there are very specialized positions for scribes, protectors and emissaries.
Among them, the sect masters are those appointed by the sect to be responsible for preaching the scriptures and regularly hosting the sect's rituals; while the guardians are responsible for leading the sect on a monthly basis, and they are selected from among senior believers and disciples, such as Kongwu and Wuli.
Volunteer to become a magic soldier who protects the sect and a leader in physical training.
As for the threshold of an evangelist, it is much wider. Regardless of the three religions, whether they are old, weak, women, children, traffickers or soldiers; whether they believe in the religion wholeheartedly and work hard to develop believers, they can all be called evangelists; whether they are based on the teachings
The amount of incense in the East is divided into three, six or nine grades.
Therefore, often a great sutra master represents the upper echelons of the sect; nor is it an existence that the vast majority of ordinary believers have the opportunity to come into contact with. However, as the leader of the Middle East;
Ning Yi knew more about the altar masters outside Yangzhou.
For example, in the sect, among the great Buddhist masters, there are also subordinate groups called the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragons. Each has its own responsibilities and the division of labor is clear and deeply penetrated. There are existences known as the Five Practitioners, and it is said that they can all master extraordinary legs.
He is a strange person who is responsible for patrolling the local area and issuing rewards and punishments.
But is it true that as the representative of the head coach, Yue Chang occasionally hears about it and even needs to cooperate secretly. The eight members of the cooperating group are rumored to rarely appear in public, and there is no doubt that the Five Elements user has unpredictable legs.
Is it a more mysterious existence; represents the dark side of the sect’s intimidating power.
Therefore, all the scenes where people leave after having their legs broken are extremely tragic or strange and inexplicable; they often give the believers who deal with the aftermath frightening nightmares, and this time, even among them, the fire angels were dispatched to lead the ambush.
Keep it secret just in case; obviously it will cause serious trouble.
It was obvious that the fire wielder was capable of burning people into charcoal in just one encounter. He did not even have a chance to struggle and resist, which undoubtedly made many of the heads of the halls, altar masters, and community leaders in Chengdong.
He was as silent as a cicada and still in awe, but when he met Ning Yi, he showed even more courage.
Therefore, Ning Yi also got the opportunity to lead several strong military soldiers to carry the corpses that had been hung up by the curtains, together with the "traitors" who had been tortured into human form, to the desolate and quiet pagoda forest behind the temple; and then found
A hole had to be dug and filled in a dark corner.
Even during the transportation process, Ning Yi also smelled a faint smell of turpentine, naphtha, and wine extract mixed with raw phosphorus powder; he couldn't help but think about the legs of the "fire user" and made a preliminary guess.
After all, he happened to pass by those goods in Guangzhou.
Geng also happened to know that one of the legs of the powerful South China Sea Navy, which was used to set fire to the enemy in naval battles, contained similar flammable ingredients. However, when he accidentally touched the corpse with a garden hoe,
When I found a small piece of coke, I accidentally discovered more clues.
Because, beneath the carbonized surface of the corpse, there was already some shriveled and hardened flesh; it was not like the body that had just been burned alive and the deep layers of it had been scalded; it was more like the body had been burned in advance.
Prepare it somewhere else and use it as a substitute to hide it from the sky.
That fact also made Ning Yi breathe a sigh of relief; at least it was enough to prove that the outsiders of the Dayun Sect did not know much about the real significance of the extraordinary legs; rather than those true and false witchcraft blessings, poisons, and curses.
Flirting, even pretending to be a ghost, and using fictitious tricks to bluff people.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the two magic soldiers again. Those protective magic soldiers who volunteered to devote themselves to the sect; most of them were young men with no relatives and burdened family members, and even many unemployed vagrants and idle people; but those who joined the sect
As time went by, he became reticent and reticent.
In other words, most people are not that person, and they have not lost their consciousness or lost human emotions. However, apart from sect-related matters, their interest in other foreign objects has become less and less. And these two
The name of the magic soldier is not the fresh face brought by the great master from other places.
Therefore, he looked quite sturdy and expressionless, with a sense of keeping strangers away. At the next moment, Ning Yi suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground; however, the two magic soldiers were unfazed.
He didn't move, and he didn't offer any help or other actions, so he just looked at him silently.
Therefore, Ning Yi could just pat the dust and mud on his body, prop up his body from the ground, and mumbled something. However, the moment the two soldiers turned their heads, something suddenly shot up in his legs.
A piece of the candlestick slipped and broke, and it suddenly hit the temple of the nearest magic soldier.
Caught off guard, Fang Fang didn't even make a sound, and fell on his side with a red splash. Then Ning Yi quickly pulled out the knife with his eyes and legs, and Cang Zuo greeted him in panic,
Another French soldier turned around and lowered his head to check; but he took the opportunity and stabbed the back of his neck with a knife.
A moment later, Ning Yi ran away with all his strength in the secluded forest on the mountain behind the temple. The moonlight filtered through the treetops like a curtain, and the sound of the wind shaking the trees was like countless pursuers with ulterior motives.
Like a soldier; accompanied by the soft chirping of disturbed birds and animals, it could be heard behind him from time to time.
However, when the vast expanse of moonlight and frost in the open grassland once again enveloped Ning Yi, he suddenly stopped. Because, in the open space next to the forest, a road by the river suddenly appeared; and
Dozens of men in black on horseback and with bows bent were waiting there for a long time.
In an instant, there was a buzzing sound behind him, and arrows were flying around. Ning Yi turned around and ran away without hesitation. However, he did not use the cover of the trees, and ran as far as he could; then he heard
There was a vague roar, and there was a strong sound of violently breaking the branches and leaves of trees.
When Ning Yi rushed out of the forest again, he suddenly lost his footing and fell into a shallow ditch. He was immediately thrown into pieces, and the sky was dark. When he came to his senses again, he managed to
While crawling on the edge of the ditch, the sound coming from behind made the blood in his body freeze.
What an ugly beast it is. It has a body like a giant wolf and sharp claws, but it has a head like a bone-like jaw. The thick canine teeth are staggered in the east, just like whether it is enough to crush a big tree.
A huge guillotine; there are still faint flesh residues and blood lines.
However, suddenly a short whistle sounded, and it was a strange beast the size of a buffalo. As if unwilling to do so, it slowly took a few steps back and crouched to the east. Then, a somewhat frivolous voice came in front of Ning Yi.
A voice sounded: "That look is really ugly! Master Ning Tan."
"Should I?" Ning Yi raised his head and saw a man in black robe standing on horseback not far away. Although his head and face were hidden in the shadow of the hat, he could vaguely hear the wrong voice;
His distant cousins who frequently visited his father-in-law's home did not dispel his secret suspicions.
"Who is he? It's no longer a matter of urgency. No matter what, in that secret meeting, the one who rebelled against the sect would actually be my friend?" The man in black robe sneered, "Don't you think you just care about your family?"
"No, I don't care about my wife, children, father, brothers, and my in-laws' family. Do you want me to suffer some unforeseen disaster because of this?"
"If a wife is unvirtuous and her son is unfilial, what's the point of caring for a family full of deceit?" Now that he had reached that point, Ning Yi, who struggled for several times and couldn't get up, completely relaxed his body and lay on the ground, sneering.
: "What's more, it would drag him into that disaster."
"Absurd, you are really an ungrateful and ungrateful person!" Hearing this, the man in black robe said angrily: "It was in vain that Su's hard work of guaranteeing me and introducing me to the sect to obtain salvation and a future was in vain.
I, a person with ulterior motives, almost ruined the sect's important affairs."
At the next moment, Ning Yi, who seemed exhausted, suddenly jumped up and threw a handful of sand at the man in the black robe. The man in the black robe was so startled that he suddenly turned his head and rode his horse back a few steps;
Unexpectedly, Ning Yi got close to the horse's belly and got on the other side of him, and suddenly pushed the black-robed man aside in the blind corner of his field of vision.
In the blink of an eye, he grabbed the horse, kicked his belly, and rushed out, throwing the black-robed man violently into the dust. However, Ning Yi, who had sprinted for more than a hundred steps in one go, was suddenly beaten violently amidst the neighing of the horse.
He was beaten hard and fell to the ground; he hit a tree trunk sideways and spit out a mouthful of fishy sweetness.
When he struggled to get up, he saw that the front hooves of the walking horse he had snatched had been severed, and it fell disemboweled in the dust and smoke; it screamed and whined endlessly. And a figure whose legs were like bone scythes could not stand.
Blocking the way, his arms were bent like bone scythes, dripping blood continuously.
"We, the Yasha tribe, are too careless to look away." As a pair of bone scythes slowly faded away and turned back into human-like slender palms, the figure also shouted to the chasing soldiers who were coming.
: "If he hadn't been ordered to follow him secretly, he would have been robbed of his horse by the traitor and escaped long ago."
Hearing those words, Ning Yi couldn't help but became so angry that he vomited blood again and fainted. When he woke up again, he had been tied to the mandala mandala deep in the temple, and most of the people were there.
With burning eyes, he looked at Ning Yi tremblingly, as if he were a sacrifice.
In the legs of the great master, whose face was covered with frost, he was holding a tray; in the red porcelain cup, there was a ball of flesh and blood that was squirming slightly.