Witch Wind

Chapter 13: Weird Means (Part )

It's past midnight.

Naturally, Li Kuisheng, Ma Xiancheng and others will take care of all the chaos.

Whether it is to ask for help from Dalongqiu County, or to continue to send people to Pinghai City to report to the top leaders of Yingjishi, let them be busy!

Xing Tianli sat cross-legged under the statue of the Three Pure Ones in the west wing, staring at the small pool of blood in the stone bowl in front of him that was emitting a strange aura. Normally, after so much time, the blood would have dried up long ago. But the blood in the stone bowl was still "fresh", and even squirmed from time to time, like a living thing, dispersing into small blood beads that rolled around in the bowl.

The dim candlelight shone on the blood, and a strange black glow was faintly visible.

"eccentric!"

Xing Tianli picked up the stone bowl, put it to his nose and carefully sniffed the smell of blood. The horrible changes in the skin, bones and muscles of the three men in the woods and the extraordinary lethality they had flashed through his mind.

After pondering for a while, Xing Tianli put down the stone bowl, formed seals with his hands, and chanted a secret spell.

'啻'!
In the small cauldron, a line of golden light suddenly burned up, and the blood in the body surged. In the spiritual platform purple mansion, the shadow of a large cauldron suspended next to the soul suddenly shook, and a large piece of dark divine light wrapped in countless extremely ancient Dao patterns rose into the air from the cauldron, circling around the soul crazily.

It was as if billions of living beings were chanting loudly in the dark.

Xing Tianli's eyes were filled with illusions. He seemed to see the endless vast land. There were figures in ancient clothes holding bone sticks, bowing down to the sky and kowtowing to the earth. There were also countless figures in simple clothes behind these figures holding bone sticks, following them to pay homage to the heaven and earth, to all spirits, and to the ghosts and gods in the dark.

The black divine light condensed, and countless ancient Taoist patterns condensed into a scripture of tens of millions of words - "The Original Witch Scripture"!
"Original Witch Scripture: Original Bloodline Notes!" Xing Tianli's soul swept through this vast scripture, and he felt a sudden pain in his head. He endured the headache and finally found a secret book related to "blood" from this extremely complex and mysterious scripture.

"Analyze the bloodline, trace the ancestral blood, and find the source of its power. You can also target the bloodline and cast a bloodline curse. If your cultivation is strong enough, you can even kill all the creatures related to this bloodline with one spell!"

Xing Tianli's scalp felt numb and the hairs on his body stood up.

In the Lingtai Purple Mansion, the spirit raised its head and took a deep look at the almost broken bronze ancient sword hanging high above the Lingtai Purple Mansion. It murmured, "You and these nine shadowy tripods, what is your origin?"

The ancient bronze sword shook slightly, and a faint light slid slowly from the tip of the sword along the edge to the hilt.

"Well, no matter what, this is the supreme method." Xing Tianli was very interested and began to comprehend the entry method in "Original Bloodline Notes". He muttered in a low voice: "It is good to have many skills. This "Original Witch Scripture" is obviously not a Taoist method, but it doesn't matter."

A faint light flickered on the ancient bronze sword, and a sense of enlightenment suddenly emerged in my mind.

"Intercept the mysteries of heaven and earth, and seek a glimmer of hope... Therefore, all the laws of heaven and earth, the mysteries of the universe, have no distinction between sects, no restrictions from sects, but whatever can be used, can be used!"

"Witchcraft and Taoism have the same origin and are one and the same!"

"cut?"

Xing Tianli muttered to himself, forming seals with his hands, and the profound meanings of the "Original Bloodline Notes" gradually merged into his soul. He directed the changes, and the golden light in the small tripod slowly burned, and the dense air continued to gush out and consume.

The sounds of secret spells, like the whistling of wind, thunder, pine waves, and the rumbling of the earth, continuously spewed out from Xing Tianli's mouth and turned into countless extremely tiny and delicate invisible blades, which cut towards the blood drops rolling in the stone bowl layer by layer and piece by piece.

A black light suddenly appeared on the surface of the blood drop.

An extremely weak, but extremely terrifying force surged out from the blood drop. A cruel, brutal and ruthless wail rose from the blood drop, and a tiny but terrifying curse condensed. The blood drop in the small bowl burned up in an instant, and the curse flashed and pierced Xing Tianli's forehead.

In the Lingtai Zifu, Xing Tianli's soul suddenly stiffened.

Great terror surged over him, and he was like a baby who had just escaped from his swaddling clothes and was suddenly thrown into the Yuanshi Wasteland. The sky was filled with lightning and thunder, and thousands of miles of thunder swept across the void. In the endless dark clouds, an ancient dragon head with a diameter of a thousand miles was spewing blood plasma and flames. It slowly lowered its head and gave the baby a grim look.

Just one glance and Xing Tianli's soul was almost shattered.

Around Lingtai Zifu, boundless chaos was surging wildly. Hundreds of thousands of huge black tentacles rolled out and entangled the curse power that broke into their territory.

The ancient bronze sword shook slightly, and a flash of sword light swept across the void.

Hundreds of thousands of black tentacles broke at the same time, and the curse collapsed. Along with hundreds of thousands of broken tentacles, they were swallowed up by eight huge cauldrons that rose into the air.

Invisible divine flames surrounded the cauldron, calcining and tempering it madly.

Xing Tianli was sweating profusely, his body was stiff and he could not move. After a full hour, from the shadows of the eight cauldrons, strands of golden light gushed out like molten gold juice, turning into a torrential rain, and continuously injected into Xing Tianli's soul.

Before he started learning the fundamental method, 90% of Xing Tianli's soul was cut off, and it was melted with all the blood in his body to form the big cauldron in his heart.

At this moment, golden light gushed out from the cauldron. Xing Tianli's soul exhaled golden light, and the golden light and purple air on his body gradually became brighter and brighter. The slightly empty soul gradually solidified. After an hour, it had returned to its peak state before casting the first cauldron, and even more abundant.

Xing Tianli realized that as long as he continued to practice, when his body became strong enough and his blood was abundant, he would be able to cut off another 90% of his soul and condense it into a second large cauldron.

In the stone bowl, the blood drops had burned out, leaving only a strange smell of blood floating around.

Inexplicably, perhaps because the power of the curse was burned and smelted by the cauldron, Xing Tianli suddenly gained a more superficial understanding of the mysteries in "The Original Bloodline Notes".

He had a deeper understanding of the strange power possessed by the owner of the blood drop.

Some information was swirling in his mind, and Xing Tianli said softly: "Oh, it turns out to be an unorthodox method, but it is easy to get started and has powerful killing power. Although there is no chance of immortality, it is a first-class and sharp method for training cannon fodder soldiers!"

"Next time, think of a way to catch him alive and study him carefully."

Perhaps it was the influence of the "Primitive Witch Book".

It must be the influence of the "Primitive Witchcraft Book".

Xing Tianli's breath inexplicably underwent some strange changes. He rubbed his hands vigorously, wishing he could catch the black-skinned man whose skin could turn into a whip, the white-skinned man whose bones could shoot out like bullets, and the black-skinned man who could turn into a terrifying meat ball and had amazing strength, and skin them alive bit by bit.

Cold, barbaric, and treating all living things like straw dogs. Xing Tianli was like this at the moment, exuding an inhuman aura.

Didn't sleep all night.

I spent the whole night comprehending the "Original Bloodline Notes".

Early in the morning, Xing Tianli quietly swallowed a hundred pounds of pig iron. The big cauldron in his heart grew bigger, and the golden light in the cauldron also grew half an inch longer. The mist rising from his breath was thicker and denser than before.

The Tongtian Magic Bamboo tapped the ground lightly, and with the sound of "ding ding", Xing Tianli arrived at the entrance of the alley that he was familiar with.

After a few days of complaints from diners, the owners of the three stalls also improved their own cooking techniques.

The fried dough sticks were a little burnt, but at least they were edible.

The broth used for the wontons also contains enough ingredients, and the saltiness is a little off, but the large wontons with chicken and shrimp, made with fresh enough ingredients, are already quite flavorful.

The braised eggs give people an extra surprise. As long as you use enough ingredients and are willing to spend time simmering them over a slow fire, it is not difficult to make such a simple food delicious.
After eating and drinking, Xing Tianli went straight to the dock.

As expected, an accident happened - among the British people who rushed to Xiaolongqiu Town from Pinghai City last night, the men in black uniforms were senior detectives from the General Patrol Station of the International Concession in Pinghai City. They were all experts in scene exploration and criminal detection.

Although they encountered an attack last night, the English officer leading the team was assassinated, and more than 30 soldiers were injured or killed, these inspectors still performed their duties and found some clues at the scene.

Xing Tianli was still dozens of feet away from the inn booked by the missionaries when he heard a "bang" of a cannon in the distance.

Then, on the street, the townspeople's cries of surprise came one after another from far to near: "Cannons are fired, cannons are fired, it's scary!" Xing Tianli quickened his pace, and the men from the inspection department who followed him had already drawn their guns.

At the end of this stone street, on the flat ground leading to the Xiaolongqiu Town Pier, a large pit with a diameter of several feet was billowing with smoke. More than a dozen paving stone slabs were blown to pieces, and the rubble flew far away.

In the distance on the lake, on two inland gunboats, a wisp of green smoke was rising from the muzzle of the bow main gun of one of the gunboats. Several sailors were busy, just putting a shell into the gun barrel.

Several men in black and Yingji soldiers blocked the entrance of the inn.

An Inspector Ingish with a mustache, a hooked nose and a sinister look was shouting, "This is the final warning, distinguished priests. If you continue to obstruct our investigation of the case, we have reason to suspect that you are shielding the criminal!"

The townspeople were all around watching.

Xing Tianli found Li Kuisheng in the crowd, who was standing with his arms folded across his chest and a playful smile on his face.

He came closer and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Li, what happened? Why did the cannon fire?"

Yingji's gunboat brazenly fired at Xiaolongqiu Town. Although the shells landed on the open space at the dock, they were only about 20 feet away from the nearest residential houses. At such a close distance, if one was not careful, a shot would miss the target, and the casualties would be all the villagers in the town!
Xing Tianli was complaining wildly in his heart.

"These inspectors from England are quite capable." Li Kuisheng lowered his voice, "They investigated the scene all night last night, and found one body after another... Tsk, I don't know what they found, but they found these charlatans early in the morning!"

Xing Tianli was stunned: "Yingjishi, you also believe in the Virgin Mary Church, right? The newspaper said that in the 100 countries in the Far West, any country that still retains a king or emperor will pay a large sum of money to hire the Pope of the Virgin Mary Church to personally crown him when he succeeds to the throne!"

Xing Tianli deliberately emphasized the words "highly rewarded". "How dare these few little detectives cause trouble for the Holy Mother Church?"

Li Kuisheng spread his hands and said, "You ask me, who should I ask? Who knows about the foreign devils? Let them be, dog bite dog, hey!"

County Magistrate Ma stood aside, with his arms outstretched, wanting to stop the inspectors, but not daring to do so. He had a bitter face, like a child bride being bullied by her parents-in-law, and said softly, "My dear foreign gentlemen, peace is the most precious thing, peace is the most precious thing!"

No one paid any attention to County Magistrate Ma.

No one even looked at him.

Xing Tianli rolled his eyes and said, "Peace is the most precious thing? Someone is dead. How can we still value peace? Is this the level of officials in the Dayu Dynasty?"

Li Kuisheng sneered sarcastically: "What else? Xiao Yu'er, officials of the Dayu Dynasty are like this. Do you expect them to do anything?"

Gently shaking his head, Li Kuisheng sighed, "No hope."

"So, back then!"

Li Kuisheng sighed and said in a deep voice: "Who cares about them? As long as they don't fight and don't hurt the villagers in the town, who cares about the lives of these foreign devils?"

The old priest spread his hands and stood in front of the door of the inn. He stared at the Ingish detectives with deep eyes and said in a deep voice: "Most Merciful Mother, please forgive these lost lambs. They did not mean to offend your dignity!"

The detective with a mustache was smoking a pipe and was about to say something.

A white light whizzed in from the side, and with a bang, the detective's head exploded into a ball of blood. Before the British people could scream, a white light flashed, and the heads of several detectives standing at the door of the inn exploded.

All around, the townspeople of Xiaolongqiu Town were crying and running away, and the entire street was in chaos.

The crowd was surging, and Xing Tianli and others were forced to retreat under the eaves of a roadside shop.

Xing Tianli looked towards the direction where the white light came from. He was the one who reacted the fastest, but he could only see a figure that flashed slightly on the roof dozens of feet away and then suddenly disappeared.

It's the white man.

Xing Tianli moved slightly, trying to catch up.

But after weighing the threat posed by the three men last night, Xing Tianli gave up the urge to pursue them. He sullenly stomped his feet.

"How cruel! What do they want to do?" Li Kuisheng was so angry that his face turned black.

The Yingji soldiers crowded in front of the inn were staring at the twitching bodies of the inspectors in amazement. They couldn't even see the direction where the white light was coming from, and had no idea what to do.

The old priest smiled mysteriously, gently shook the silver bell in his hand, and sang softly: "Lost lambs, please return to the arms of the most supreme and merciful Virgin Mary. Kneel down and accept the mercy of the Virgin Mary, then you can be saved!"

"The sinners have already accepted God's punishment. Do you still want to continue to be lost?"

Unlike the inspectors who dared to confront the old priest head-on, after the old priest muttered a few words to these English soldiers, more than half of them actually put down their guns and knelt down in front of the old priest.

County Magistrate Ma, who was standing by, only reacted at this moment.

He screamed "Murder" at the top of his lungs, then rolled his eyes and fainted.

The old priest saw Xing Tianli standing under the eaves across the street. He gently rang the silver bell and slowly walked to Xing Tianli and Li Kuisheng. With an unfathomable smile, he sang in a singular voice, "The Most High and Merciful Mother, sitting high in the clouds, overlooking all living beings."

"Child, I feel the supreme glory of the Virgin Mary showering upon you." The old priest extended his hand to Xing Tianli, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes: "He has arranged everything for you. You only need to follow His will, and your name will be known in the world, and your place will be in the church."

Xing Tianli smiled brightly. He tapped the Tongtian Miaozhu lightly and said in a deep voice, "To use the common saying of our Great Jade Dynasty, as long as the Taoist converts to your Holy Mother, wealth and glory will be delivered to your door?"

The old priest nodded vigorously and said with a smile: "My child, you are wise. You fully understand the will of the Virgin Mary!"

Xing Tianli lowered his voice and said, "So, the person who assassinated the Yingji official last night was indeed one of your people?"

The old priest was silent, staring at Xing Tianli with a grim look in his eyes. He put away his unpleasant charlatan voice and said in a deep voice, "Then, let's be frank. You can fight against the warriors who have been blessed by God. You have greater and immeasurable potential value than we initially thought, a rich young man from the countryside."

"Convert to our Lord, and we can maximize your value."

"You disobey my Lord. The more powerful you appear, the more terrible the divine punishment you will receive will be!"

Xing Tianli nodded: "If I don't become your running dog, you will kill me, is that what you mean?"

The old priest nodded seriously, agreeing with Xing Tianli's statement.

Li Kuisheng stood aside, his face becoming increasingly ugly. He placed both hands on the pistol at his waist, his eyes glaring with murderous intent, and veins on the back of his hands bulged out.

In the inn, several burly priests in black walked out slowly.

They lined up in a row, standing expressionlessly behind the old priest, their eyes as sharp as knives, staring at Xing Tianli. They gradually exuded the same aura as the three men in the woods last night.

"Glory, or death." The old priest smiled at Xing Tianli and said, "My child, the Virgin Mary has infinite grace, but the infinite grace is spread among countless lambs, so the grace becomes limited. She often only gives people one chance to choose."

Heavy footsteps came from the direction of the dock.

The two masters of the White Lotus Incense, dressed in official uniforms, came straight towards this side with a large group of people in a menacing manner.

Li Kuisheng saw the burly men behind the two White Lotus Incense Masters, and they suddenly cursed in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)