Chapter 6 You may be a good man, but I have to kill you

In the memorabilia of the Golden Sword Gate, the more recent the things are recorded, the clearer it is, and He Yingwu probably understands that there are countless immortal cultivation sects on the island of a thousand islands, among which three are the most:

Liubo Gate, Wenyuan Valley, Wuji Sword School.

Under the three, there are eighty-one first-class sects, but the strength of each family can be called a huge disparity;

Further down, there are countless small sects that are chaotic and no one cares about and no one asks.

He Yingwu didn't understand very much, in the magical land of the Thousand Islands, it seems that the establishment, merger, division, and renaming of sects are very ordinary and common things, and no one cares about what new sects have emerged, and no one cares which sect has suddenly disappeared.

But it seems that all the sects are desperately squeezing into the eighty-one Grade A ranks, as for the reason behind it, it is probably the rich spirit stone vein resources.

Island of a Thousand Islands...... Island of a Thousand Islands...... He Yingwu thought hard, and he didn't think of where there was such a place in the atrium world.

Also, the atrium is too big and too big, I don't know how many times bigger than the little wrecking ball in the doomsday world, and it's normal that he hasn't heard of it.

The memorabilia also recorded many grievances and hatreds between sects, He Yingwu naturally didn't care, he hurriedly flipped over, and saw a few big words circled on the last page: The tenth day of the lunar month, the Thousand Islands Heroes Conference.

It can be seen that when Wei Rongcuo was taking great medicine and was wise and clear before his death, he attached great importance to the Heroes Conference.

Gently close the memorabilia, He Yingwu has a smart mind, this booklet has a variety of handwriting before and after, obviously compiled and summarized by different people, and since it was renamed "Golden Sword Gate" fifty years ago, the handwriting has changed from calm and domineering to wild and uninhibited, presumably this last part is written by Wei Rongcuo himself.

Although the cover is very exquisite, it can still be seen that it was glued later, and if you look closely, it has been glued more than once, so it should be very likely to be "change the name once and change the cover once", which may have been called "Huangji Jingshimen Memorabilia".

As soon as his mind moved, the memorabilia was put into the storage bag, He Yingwu frowned slightly, as he had just considered, pretending to be Wei Rongcuo might be able to hide it for a while, but it could only be an expedient measure, and it could only be regarded as saving his life if he could escape, so it seemed that his best route was clearer: pretending to be Wei Rongcuo to save his life for a while, and then waiting for the opportunity to escape as soon as possible.

And the first priority of pretending to be someone else is naturally height and shape.

He Yingwu sat down next to Wei Rongcuo, changed shoes and clothes with others, and at the same time slowly controlled the elongation of muscles, the enlargement of bone gaps, and the expansion of muscles and muscles with vitality.

Except for the fact that it was a little uncomfortable and I felt like an inflatable doll, there was nothing else.

The second is the hairstyle and face.

This is much simpler, the facial muscles are contracted and swollen, the corners of the eyes are slightly pulled, the lips are slightly turned out, and then the vitality is like a knife and a tiger to get a hairstyle, and soon there are seven or eight points similar to Wei Rongcuo.

Again, body movements, tone language, temperament, and so on and so forth.

It's a lot more complicated, of course, and it's almost impossible to imitate a stranger.

But there is a way to do it:

Body movements, replaced by "stiffness and stagnation", are like recovering from a serious illness and not being able to control their body well;

Tonal language, He Yingwu heard Wei Rongcuo's roar and the word "roll", so in the empty confined space, "roll" began to erupt one after another.

Every time He Yingwu called, he paused for a while, pondered how it was different from Wei Rongcuo's voice, and revised it slightly next time, in a short period of time, just listening to this tyrannical "roll" can be called a fake and true, and with the basic principle of "hoarse and difficult to distinguish", it must not be a big problem to be confused for the time being.

Temperament...... It's a bit troublesome, but if you can't see the true face, where can you look at the temperament? In short, be more powerful and domineering, don't mess around with big moves, and the risk should be much smaller.

The last and most effective weapon is to cover it with a smoke screen.

After Wei Rong's demonization, it is itself rich in black mist, which makes people unreal, if he works harder, the demonic energy will be stronger, and he will isolate the audition, perfect!

And the source of demonic qi is naturally Wei Rong's Jin Dan.

Burst~~~

The broken arrow gently pierced Wei Rongcuo Huang Ting, He Yingwu reached out and fished it out, and held a dripping colorful golden pill in his hand.

wiped away the traces of blood on the golden pill, and He Yingwu's pupils suddenly shrank!

Jindan is colorful, gorgeous and abnormal, but there is a rolling magic mist hidden in it, as a magic Jindan, this is normal, but what is abnormal is that above the Jindan, a turquoise condensed thin line is wound in a circle, faintly there is a sense of gloomy flow.

Erysipelas?!

Wei Rong fell into the devil by mistake, and he was completely framed by someone?

No wonder, the so-called "going mad" is the cholera meridian body, which cannot be cultivated, but suffers from it, and the longevity of the yang is greatly reduced, or the body is disabled and the foundation is damaged, but the human spirit is still there;

There are also people who are full of demons, their temperament has changed drastically, and they are tyrannical and impermanent, which is also called madness;

In less cases, it is to extinguish the spirit and become a bloodthirsty monster, if this is either because the heart demon is too strong and the foundation is too unstable, or it is like Wei Rongcuo, who was killed!

Huh~~~ The island of a thousand islands, thousands of sects...... The water is deep!

He Yingwu sighed slightly, and began to feel a little pitiful Wei Rongjiao, the road to Jindan is difficult and dangerous, from the first realm of Jindan, the Nine Rings of Anlu, to the second realm, to explore and collect medicine, and then to the third realm, Danding raises the real fire, and then to the fourth realm, the fire condenses Baidan, and finally the fifth realm is successfully reached, and the colorful Jindan falls into the Yellow Court!

One step at a time, one danger at a time, a thousand difficulties!

But after going through hardships and dangers to the end, he ended up being framed, swallowed by erysipelas, lost his intelligence, and like a beast...... Uh, no, the final end is to be slaughtered by yourself......

He Yingwu silently stretched out his hand, stroked down from his forehead, helped him close his round eyes, and silently recited: "You may be a good person, but if you want to eat me, I have to kill you." The sky is blue, the snow is boundless, who should let you cool and who will be cold! In short, it's none of my business! I'm just passing by here...... Great medicine......"

After chattering for a while, He Yingwu held the demon poison Jin Dan in the palm of his hand, and his mind moved, and the vitality pierced into the Jin Dan from the palm of his hand, stimulating the energy of the Jin Dan!

Whew~~~ The black demonic energy gushed like a thick mist, instantly covering the whole body!

He Yingwu was happy in his heart, his vitality was reborn, and the magic fog was thicker!

It's okay now, even he himself is more than a shadow in front of him, and it is even more impossible for others to see his true face, and using the vitality shield to isolate prying eyes is an insurance.

The more subtle camouflage should be smells, scars, and the like.

He Yingwu gently moved Wei Rongcuo away, pressed his palm on the ground in the puddle of blood that was about to solidify, lifted his shirt and wiped it on himself, no matter what, the smell of fish is fishy, but it is really "Wei Rongcuo's taste".

After that, He Yingwu carefully looked at the scars formed by Wei Rongcuo's hands, feet and waist chains, and grinded the blood in the corresponding position on his body in the same way, and controlled the recovery ability of the heaven-given divine body, and made the scars old until the two were generally the same, which was considered to be done.

After doing all this, he pretended that he was Wei Rongcuo, who had recovered his senses, and he gave a speech about himself with the golden knife and the world, and he was very looking for the feeling of being the master of a sect.

With a feeling after this whole set, He Yingwu is much more confident, as long as he doesn't answer particularly detailed and personal questions, it is estimated that even if the Great Elder comes, he will be able to deal with it.

After everything was packed up to save his life, He Yingwu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then, as soon as he took out the yarrow from the storage bag, he wanted to make a divination.

After all, the more prepared you are, the more likely you are to escape, and according to Ho Yingwu's experience, the best time to escape should be when the enemy is most sleepy, and generally speaking, the darkness before dawn is always the best choice.

Estimating the time, he finished divining a hexagram, and then digging a hole to escape from the confined space, which was probably the best time.

His method of divination is completely derived from his uncle, Tianji Zhenren He Luoyi, the world calls him known for 500 years and 500 years after knowing, and he is the first person to divinate hexagrams!

Of course, He Yingwu learned to be a three-legged cat......

But no matter how many cats there are, it is better to be divined or divined, at least than tossing a coin to guess the pros and cons, or throwing a stick to see the direction of escape.

Soon, the hexagram came out: the ninth day, the ninth five, the ninety-fourth, the sixty-third, the sixty-two, and the ninth day of the first month.

Is there no delusion in the sky?

It means that the sky is struck by lightning, and all things cannot be acted upon.

He frowned slightly, this is the hexagram of pregnant jade in the stone, the sign of old-fashioned peace.

Sighing slightly, He Yingwu secretly screamed bad luck, he had just smuggled back to the atrium, and he was fed as a big medicine......