noveltune 15. Flying Swallow Skill! Red Powder Skull!
15. Flying Swallow Skill! Red Powder Skull!
"The Flying Swallow Skill is an unparalleled lightness skill..."
The words came into view.
Yang Zhao couldn't help but cheer in his heart.
Whatever you want, we'll give you!
It's like my wish came true.
It is no exaggeration to say that this was a "timely help".
It possesses the advantage of lightness skill.
The power of the Qingfeng Blade Technique may well be doubled.
If we meet again on the road ahead, we will see the scene of the apricot grove.
Killing someone to silence them and prevent future trouble is a given.
Now, the late Divine Marquis's daughter, the Divine Constable Zheng Yu, has been killed.
In the future, we will definitely face unimaginable, overwhelming pursuit.
Having the ability to move lightly and gracefully is of extraordinary significance!
Yang Zhao understood this perfectly.
The Battle of Yuelai Inn.
If Zheng Yu hadn't been blinded by greed and overconfidence...
This is also due to the preconceived notions about Qingfeng Zhan.
She was someone he could hardly kill, thanks to her ancestral, unparalleled lightness skill.
This incident served as a wake-up call for Yang Zhao.
Anticipate the enemy's moves with leniency.
No enemy should be underestimated.
You only have one life!
Thinking of this.
Yang Zhao dared not be negligent in the slightest.
Immediately suppress the overwhelming joy in your heart.
Slowly adjust your breathing to calm your mind and body.
Then I studied "Flying Swallow Skill" carefully.
The sky was just beginning to lighten.
"It's done!"
[Martial Arts Skill: Flying Swallow Technique - Beginner Level (Peerless)]
The gold leaf inscription is genuine.
The Flying Swallow Skill is a genuine, unparalleled lightness skill!
"Add points to my Flying Swallow Skill!"
The instruction has been issued.
Demon-slaying value reset to zero.
The phantom image of Yang Zhao in the Lingtai.
Immersed in the stone chamber of an ancient tomb.
A faint light shone through the high skylight.
The stone chamber gleamed with a cold light.
They are crisscrossing steel wires, each capable of slitting a throat.
The steel wire was densely covered with swallows.
boom!
A thunderclap from a clear sky.
The swallows scattered in panic.
Stay calm and composed.
They fly extremely fast.
There was absolutely no collision.
There is no possibility of death or injury from sharp steel wire.
The phantom seemed to sense something.
It immediately imitated every movement of the swallow.
A day in the mountains feels like countless years in the human world.
But in the real world, seconds don't pass.
Yang Zhao did not open his eyes immediately.
A warm current rises from the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of the foot.
The warm current, like a hot spring, nourishes every part of my body.
call!
Yang Zhao exhaled a three-foot-long stream of foul air.
It lasted for several dozen breaths.
Like a Tang Dynasty monk, crossing the Lingyun Ferry.
A complete transformation, feeling light and relaxed.
Light as a swallow, ready to take flight!
It feels very intuitive.
Yang Zhao knew.
My current level of lightness skill.
Among martial artists at the Qi and Blood Realm, he is already at the top level!
Yang Zhao
【Technique: Endless Ice and Fire Mystic Art Perfected (Special Effects: Endless Qi and Blood, 50% Freezing Damage, 50% Burning Damage, 40% Detoxification)】
[Martial Arts: Qingfeng Blade Technique at its Perfected Level (Qingfeng Slash: Burst Speed 100%), Flying Swallow Skill at its Minor Mastery (Peerless)]
[Realm: Qi and Blood Realm]
[Demon-Slaying Value: 0]
"Does this mean that from now on...?"
"I need to stick on a beard, wear a Taoist hat, have a copper coin sword at my waist, and hold a white cloth with the words 'Exorcising Evil Spirits' written on it?"
Yang Zhao's gaze fell on: [Demon-Slaying Value: 0]
I couldn't help but laugh at the random thought that arose in my mind.
"Things will work themselves out when they reach the bridge."
"There's no point in overthinking!"
They ate their fill of dry rations and extinguished the campfire.
Yang Zhao got up and walked out of the dilapidated temple.
He immediately stopped in his tracks, his face darkening.
That's enough.
"It's been a day and two nights already."
"Are you so confident that I won't kill anyone?"
We left the Yuelai Inn.
A figure followed from a distance.
The figure was a boy of similar age to Yang Zhao.
He was dressed in brocade robes, and his facial features seemed familiar.
His posture and movements indicate that he is definitely not a martial artist.
There was no malice intended; on the contrary, it conveyed a feeling of wanting to get close but being too afraid to.
Yang Zhao couldn't help but be curious.
That's also why he wasn't killed.
Clang!
The voice just fell.
A surge of powerful energy.
The longsword roared like a dragon's cry.
The birds on the mountain were startled into flight, and the beasts howled incessantly.
"Meow meow meow."
"Brother Zhao is me... Qiu Qingniu!"
"Your Uncle Stone's son used to be beaten until he cried a lot when he was little!"
It was absolutely true, filled with boundless killing intent.
The pressure made the boy's face turn pale and his whole body tremble.
Good fortune comes to mind.
It immediately crawled on the ground like a cow, making "baa baa baa" sounds.
Brother Zhao, Uncle Stone, Meow Meow?
Before the age of twelve or thirteen.
Every year, Uncle Stone would take his son to Qinghe County to collect debts.
He only lived in the Yang family's house, which shows that he had a very close relationship with his father.
The boy was unruly.
Yang Zhao often used the green ox as his mount.
Regardless of the title "Brother Zhao".
Or perhaps it sounds like a sheep moaning like a cow.
In all the world, this is the only one of its kind!
"Green Ox".
"Why have you followed me all this way?"
People grow up.
Qiu Qingniu is fine too.
Yang Zhao it is.
I am no longer the person I was as a child.
His temperament and behavior made him live like a completely different person.
Yang Zhao's killing intent remained undiminished, and he asked coldly.
A person is on the verge of death.
What they say is more likely to be true.
"The stone workshop at Qiushi Mountain Villa is haunted; everyone secretly calls it the 'Red Powder Skull,' because it's very fierce."
"We invited many martial artists, monks, and Taoist priests, but none of them worked. Instead, they only fueled her ferocity, making her more and more violent."
"People were in a state of panic, and more than a third of the production lines were forced to shut down. With the delivery date fast approaching, my father was so worried that he couldn't eat or sleep."
"The manager, Brother Lin, came up with an idea. Back then, my mother was possessed by a fox demon, and thanks to Uncle Yang, who slew the demon, she was saved. Although he has passed away, as the saying goes, a tiger father begets no dog son."
"So my father sent me to Qinghe County to invite Brother Zhao! I didn't dare to hide it. I heard a lot of rumors along the way. I originally planned to stay at the Yuelai Inn for one night and then head back home."
"Anyone with eyes can see that you were framed by the government during the big battle outside the inn. You are still the kind and righteous Brother Zhao from before."
"I want to go up and acknowledge you, but I'm afraid you might misunderstand! Heaven and earth bear witness, Qiu Qingniu sincerely wants to invite you to Qiushi Manor to reminisce. It would be best if we could slay demons and monsters together!"
"actually……"
Qiu Qingniu spoke honestly.
In the end, he hesitated and stopped talking, ultimately not continuing.
He looked at Yang Zhao with a completely honest expression.
We haven't seen each other for six or seven years.
The people I know have probably changed a lot by now.
Yang Zhao was unwilling to waste his energy guessing.
There's no need for reminiscing.
Slaying demons and monsters is certainly feasible!
Immediately, a thought stirred within him.
The murderous aura completely subsided.
Yang Zhao helped Qiu Qingniu up and brushed the dust off his robes.
Perhaps it was because what just happened was too ridiculous.
Or perhaps it's a recurrence of childhood memories from the previous life.
Yang Zhao couldn't help but smile.
He immediately became reserved and restrained.
He hurried down the mountain, not wanting Qiu Qingniu to see his expression.
"Green Ox, weren't we going to Qiushi Manor? Why aren't you leading the way?"
"Ah? Ha! I'm so stupid, Brother Zhao has never been to Qiushi Manor!"
Three days later.
Qiushi Mountain Villa.
"Ah Zhao, I've finally seen you! It's been seven years since I last visited Qinghe County, not even when Brother Yang passed away... I'm so ashamed, so ashamed I want to disappear!"
"I heard from Qingniu that you have inherited Brother Yang's mantle and have also mastered unparalleled martial arts. Only when someone has such a son can I feel a little at ease."
"I know you were framed. These kinds of things aren't uncommon these days. What can ordinary people do? It's truly heartbreaking!"
"From now on, you can live peacefully at Qiushi Manor. It's located in a remote area, and very few outsiders come in, so it's very safe!"
Yang Zhao had tea and snacks.
Led by his son Qiu Qingniu, Qiu Chengxian arrived in a hurry.
It was a genuine expression of emotion, not a pretense.
A hint of something unspeakable was hidden in his eyes.
He hasn't been to Qinghe County for seven years, so there must be some hidden reason that he can't control.
"You're the Zhao-gege who always makes my older brother cry? I've been wanting to find you to avenge him!"
"Don't worry, don't worry! I already considered you a good friend when you gave me the gift. I was really angry knowing you were being bullied by so many people!"
"Even without my elder brother's desperate pleas, I would have begged Father to take you in and protect you. I would have even gone on a ten-day hunger strike to force him to comply. But thankfully, Father thought the same thing..."
Yang Zhao was about to exchange a few polite words.
A charming and adorable young girl suddenly appeared from behind Qiu Chengxian.
The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and her orange dress spread out on the ground.
No matter what, her long, slender legs couldn't be hidden.
Despite being 1.7 meters tall, she gives off a petite and delicate impression.
Perhaps it's because she has a pair of crescent-shaped, smiling eyes.
It was set in her slightly chubby oval face.
Qiu Qingqing showed Yang Zhao the rag doll that was hanging from her waist and had several patches on it.
Yang Zhao recognized her; it was the little sister he had entrusted to Qiu Qingniu, whom he had never met before.
It carries a faint, delicate fragrance unique to young girls.
Qiu Qingqing took Yang Zhao's arm directly, showing great intimacy.
Born in the mountains, she was innocent and carefree, without any worldly desires.
"Sunset is the perfect time to slay demons and monsters. Qingqing, take me to the Colored Stone Workshop!"
Yang Zhao was not good at socializing.
Especially when facing a familiar stranger.
So let's get straight to the point.
"No, I'm scared!"
Qiu Qingqing was so frightened that she let go of Yang Zhao and hid behind her father.
"Brother Zhao, Qingqing is very brave, but she's afraid of ghosts. I'll take you there!"
"Qingqing, you go back to your room. I'll go check on things too!"
Qiu Chengxian and his son led the way.
"Brother Zhao, if there is any danger, remember: Run!"
Qiu Qingqing reminded her from afar.
She was the one who fled like a rabbit.