Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 175 Wind Snow Mountain Temple

In a dilapidated mountain temple outside Yongping Mansion, the bonfire was almost exhausted, leaving only charcoal glowing red.

In this faint light, the muddy mountain god fell under the altar with a broken neck and legs, as well as the shattered incense burners and candlesticks all over the floor.

There are dead people and blood in the temple, a middle-aged monk sitting cross-legged, and an old monk lying on the ground.

The middle-aged monk is Yingkong, and the old monk is Master Huici.

Huici's face was dazed, his eyes were black, and his pupils were blood-red. On his ashen, zombie-like face, the skin had cracked, and the muscles had begun to shrink. When he opened his mouth, saliva was sticking to his white teeth. It is also off-white.

He was hit by Yingkong's heavy technique and hit more than a dozen vital points. At this moment, he was lying there like a living dead, motionless.

Yingkong sat cross-legged beside him, moving his lips, muttering the Huayan Sutra, as if hoping to drive away evil spirits with Sanskrit sounds.

Mingkong is not in this mountain temple.

In this dilapidated mountain temple, apart from the two living people, there are two peasants who are broken into pieces and died in a miserable state. The farm tools are still scattered on the ground. It seems that they came to the mountain temple to shelter from the wind and snow. Met Master Huici who went mad again.

Master Huici's body suddenly twitched violently, he was obviously trying to break through the sealed acupuncture points.Seeing this situation, Yingkong stopped chanting, concentrated his finger power again, and sealed seven big acupuncture points on Huici's body.

Master Huici opened his mouth wide and neighed in pain, but his red pupils had the pity of a lamb before being slaughtered.

Seeing Master's expression like this, Yingkong's heart ached. He put his palms together and said to Master Huici: "Master, you have had seizures on and off in the past two days. We can't walk around anymore. I have asked Mingkong to Go to Red Leaf Mountain Villa to invite Master Ye, just wait patiently, they should be here soon."

Huici ignored his words, but kept turning her head, as if she wanted to choose someone to eat.

Yingkong sighed, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stood up from the ground.He added some firewood to the fire, then walked to the mountain temple and looked at the dark sky outside the door.

The snow was falling again, and the air was damp and cold.

At this time, two figures came stepping on the snow, and they arrived in an instant.

Yingkong took a closer look, one was his younger brother, Monk Mingkong, and the other was Ye Yunmie, the owner of the Red Leaf Villa that he had been looking forward to for a long time.

Ye Yunmie was dressed as a Confucian student, with gray beard and hair, like an old scholar.But his movements are nimble, his whole body is full of vigor, and his eyes are even more flickering when he opens and closes, which is breathtaking.

As soon as he entered the temple gate, he directly asked Yingkong: "Where is the person?"

Yingkong hurriedly bowed to Ye Yunmie, then waved his hands behind him, and replied respectfully: "My master is inside, Master Ye, please follow me."

Ye Yunmie followed Yingkong to the back of the altar of the mountain temple and saw Master Huici beside the fire. He bent down to look at Master Huici's pupils, then turned around and asked Yingkong, "Is there anyone else who knows about you?" Is it here?"

Yingkong thought for a while, and then replied quite sadly: "Everyone I met died at the hands of Master. If my junior brother and I hadn't been on guard all the time, we might have died too."

After Ye Yunmie listened, he said slowly: "Okay!"

After Yingkong heard this, he looked at Ye Yunmie in astonishment, seeing that he came empty-handed and did not bring a medicine box or any other medical equipment, he felt strange and asked, "Master Ye, did you bring a medicine box?" , Is there no cure for our master's illness?!"

Ming Kong who was on the side took up the conversation at this time: "Master Ye has already asked me in detail about Master's situation after taking Jiuzhuan Huanyang Pill in the village. The owner said that Master's treatment needs an extremely quiet environment, so we Send Master to Hongye Villa."

Yingkong looked at the two corpses lying in front of the statue, and then said to Ye Yunmie with hope, "Villa Master Ye, as long as we send it back to Hongye Villa, our master will be cured, right?"

Ye Yunmie sighed: "No need, you don't have to send Master back to Hongye Villa."

"Why?" Even Ming Kong, who has always been slow-tempered, became anxious this time. He came to Ye Yunmie's side and asked anxiously, "Master Ye, is it possible that our master is hopeless?"

Ye Yunmie waved at the two of them, and said, "Come on, come and have a look, your master has already..." Ye Yunmie knelt down as he spoke, as if he wanted to answer Yingkong, Mingkong, etc. The two explained their master's illness.

Yingkong and Mingkong involuntarily surrounded them and bent down.Behind them is a large empty door.

The wind blows in from outside the temple gate.

The flames of the bonfire suddenly exploded into a string of sparks, and the sparks scattered like firecrackers at a funeral.

At this time, the sword wind rose.

Behind Jianfeng was a black figure.

Yingkong's martial arts were higher than Mingkong's, and he was the first to notice the abnormality behind it.But, he was still slow.

In fact, in Jianghu, there are not many people who can be faster than this sword!
Yingkong was hit by a sword in his throat, and his horizontal kung fu practice was of no use at all, so he lost his life.His body fell backwards onto his master's chest.

Mingkong saw Yingkong fall down, and there was a masked man in black standing in front of him holding a long sword, his eyes looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

Ming Kong didn't speak, he clenched his fists, put them around his waist, and rushed towards the man in black.He has practiced Luohanquan for more than 30 years. With one punch, even stone tablets can be turned into powder.He is very confident that with his martial arts, he can at least fight the man in black in front of him.

At this time, the man in black suddenly spoke, and he said something rather nonsensical: "Don't do it, he will leave it to me to practice the sword!" He said this sentence for Ye Yunmie who was behind Mingkong!

After all, the man in black pointed his toes and his figure was like the wind, easily avoiding Ming Kong's punch.

Ming Kong punched the air, and the strength of the punch created a storm in the air.He turned his head and looked at Ye Yunmie.

Sneaking his beard, Ye Yunmie said with a sneer, "I've already said that your master doesn't need you to send it to me."

"You don't have to look at him anymore, your opponent is me." The man in black said to Mingkong.

Ming Kong was slow-tempered, and his mind wasn't too good, but at this moment even he could recognize who the man in black was.He turned his head, looked at the man in black and said, "I know who you are now. Why do you need to cover your face again?"

The man in black smiled and said, "I've always covered my face, I'm used to it." After finishing speaking, he took off the hood, revealing his face.

He is extremely handsome, his eyes are as bright as autumn water, and the matching of the entire facial lines is even more wonderful, which makes his face exude a charming magic.

This person is the "Jade Swordsman" Yuan Suiyun, the head of Qingcheng!

(End of this chapter)