"Three Talents Demon Suppression Coin?"
Wu Yuqing was also slightly surprised and pondered, "The Three Talents Demon Suppression Coin has quite a reputation. It’s suitable. Just embroider it at the crisscross points of the weaving."
"A treasure is naturally ford and doesn’t need spells. We have the best embroidery girl from the Luo Family on board, so the young hero can rest assured..."
After saying this, it was natural to discuss the next step of the plan.
Wu Yuqing also agreed with Li Yan’s approach.
Using Du Ping as an inside source, when they reach Ziyang County, find the hidden Du Family mbers, eliminate them, and have her escorted back to Yibin as soon as possible by Wu Yuqing’s sect.
The conspiracy against the Luo Family has already begun and cannot be delayed even for a mont.
...
The river flowed gently as night gradually fell.
Perhaps due to eliminating the Black Fish Gang, the people of the Luo Family were noticeably more relaxed. The nimble embroidery girls even found so rice stored on the boat, lit a small stove, and made a pot of fish porridge.
With so small pickles, it was quite refreshing and comfortable.
After eating a bit casually, Li Yan went to the deck.
He lifted his left arm to check, only to see that the original brocade arm protector had dramatically changed its appearance.
The embroidery girls were indeed skillful. When they heard Li Yan say there were a total of one hundred and eight Three Talents Demon Suppression Coins, they deliberately used the Fish Scale Technique. The coins overlapped like fish scales forming an arm protector.
It was both beautiful and left plenty of space.
Li Yan could sense that the brocade arm protector and the Three Talents Demon Suppression Coin’s aura had now beco one. The power of the Demon Suppression Coin gathered, nurturing a hint of murderous intent within.
After embedding the Demon Suppression Coin, the song also disappeared.
It was originally just a lingering thought at the ti, condensed because of the treasure, lacking in talent. Even if it had spirit, it was still muddled.
Speaking of which, it was more like the lingering resonance left from refining treasures.
Once the Demon Suppression Coin took the lead, the opposing presence naturally vanished.
"Every stitch, every thread contains deep emotions, countless threads, hard to forget..."
Li Yan recalled the song sung by the spirit and murmured, "A thousand thoughts, unforgettable to this day. This treasure shall be called ’Thousand Thoughts.’
He was also full of anticipation for what power this treasure could develop.
"Aow~ aow~"
Just then, a donkey head ca over.
One eye looked to the left, the other to the right, not knowing where it was looking.
Li Yan chuckled, "People in the world can’t escape the tornt of emotions, while you silly donkey have none of these troubles but are born to be driven and whipped by people. Truly, no one can escape their fate..."
Before he could finish, the smile on his face disappeared.
He saw a thin, ominous mist rising suddenly from the river.
Mist forming on a cold autumn river was normal.
But this fog was ford by Yin Sha Qi.
Have they run out of patience?
Li Yan’s gaze turned slightly cold as he gripped the Duan Chen Blade.
A few hours earlier, he had already felt soone watching him, but he pretended not to notice, maintaining a relaxed exterior while being internally vigilant.
Though the Ghost Sect’s movents were elusive, they were clearly not the main force here and were likely acting on soone’s orders to cause trouble for him.
Not daring to face him head on, they only dared to use small tactics.
The real trouble remained the Shu Prince Mansion.
It would be best to resolve it here!
Thinking of this, Li Yan turned to Luo An and said, "My trouble has arrived. To avoid implicating you, I will leave first and et you in Ziyang City."
Old butler Luo An swallowed, "Young Hero Li, be careful."
"Mm."
Li Yan nodded and whispered, "Don’t tell anyone about this. Later, when I pretend to abandon you and flee, you must imdiately order them to head to Ziyang County."
"I understand."
Old butler Luo An understood perfectly.
As they spoke, the fog on the river grew thicker.
This commotion imdiately drew everyone’s attention.
"Why did fog suddenly appear?"
"It’s a bit cold, could it be freezing rain coming..."
As they wondered, they suddenly heard a mournful and poignant song.
"Autumn water glistening longingly breaks the heart, sitting alone in an empty chamber, tears wetting the dress. Thinking of you but not seeing you, where are you, under the moonlight before the flowers, two shadows..."
Now, everyone sensed sothing was wrong.
"Not good, there’s sothing sinister at work!"
"Young Hero Li, have we encountered sothing unclean..."
Looking at the others’ gazes, Li Yan deliberately made his face appear dark, holding the blade and looking around without saying a word.
Upon seeing this, everyone else felt a sudden jolt in their hearts.
Even though it was a disguise, Li Yan was very vigilant.
Compared to the others, he sensed more things.
The river was shrouded in mist, the sound of gongs and drums echoed, accompanied by the mournful opera of won and various musical instrunts, as if a theater troupe was flying through the air.
The sounds were sotis near, sotis far, sotis left, sotis right, making it difficult to discern the direction.
It’s likely the handiwork of that "Ghost Face"!
Li Yan made a judgnt in his heart.
This guy could be considered his predecessor; both were in the wandering immortals’ team. The "Ghost Theater Troupe" was once quite famous.
Although eradicated by the orthodox sect, their skills were evidently not ordinary.
This was a technique of creating illusions through sound, invoking the Yin Sha Qi in the water, using the entire river surface as a stage, sothing he had never seen before.
If he guessed correctly, the real attack was yet to co.
Whoosh~
At that mont, a strong wind suddenly rose around them.
Shadows appeared in the thick fog, flipping up and down, clad in various opera costus, chanting eerily.
Simultaneously, the gongs and drums resounded, as if a grand opera had begun.
"A distant view of the golden crow falling west, birds returning to the forest as the jade rabbit urges. The father and eight sons return the Song..."
This was Yang Yande’s aria, "Five Platforms eting Brothers."
"The universe is dim, in a blink the bright moon is in the sky. I do not envy Chang’e heading to the Moon Palace, the cold and clear Guanghan Palace..."
This was "The Drunken Concubine."
The people of Sichuan love tea and opera, and the Luo Family was a large clan that had a theater in their household, often inviting performances.
These opera lyrics, nearly everyone from the Luo Family on the boat could recite from mory.
However, these once delightful lyrics now sounded eerily hollow.
Especially those shadows fluttering in the air, which were downright creepy.
Without a word, Li Yan leaped up with the Duan Chen Blade, the light of the blade flickering in the gale, slicing apart those figures.
It turned out to be shadow puppets made into kite shapes, but the supporting bamboo sticks were stained with filthy blood, possibly due to so Evil Skill.
Li Yan slashed left and right, yet the shadow puppets kept gathering more and more.
He feigned panic, but his eyes grew increasingly calm.
Swoosh!
As he smashed another shadow puppet, the fragnts on the deck suddenly whirled and converged.
A dark figure darted from within, both hands wielding Flying Claws, attacking directly at his back.
Escape Technique!
Li Yan was taken by surprise.
This kind of Escape Technique was bizarre; he couldn’t discern its head or even detect when the opponent had arrived behind him.
Though surprised, he was not flustered. With a sidestep to change shoulders, he perford the Overlord Back Sword, the Duan Chen Blade drawing a circle, deflecting both Flying Claws.
Simultaneously, the Soul Hook also howled out.
Clang! Clang!
With two crisp sounds, the Flying Claws were shattered directly.
Li Yan also saw the attacker’s appearance.
Clad in a black robe, his face bore a flamboyant opera mask, black with white lines, clearly a "Robe and Opera Face" Bao Gong.
But as Li Yan saw "Ghost Face," the opponent’s head shook, turning into a multicolored "Armor and Opera Face" Military Officer.
In that mont of transformation, Li Yan felt a montary confusion.
The opponent had integrated a Soul Capturing Skill into the "Face-changing" mastery.
In just an instant, Li Yan regained clarity, and two Soul-breaking Flying Blades whistled out, aiming directly for the opponent’s forehead.
But this "Ghost Face" was also a Force Transformation expert. In that brief mont, his right hand, sharp as a blade, swiped across his throat.
Li Yan retreated in ti, dodging the strike, but a fingernail scratched his skin, while the hand blade chopped off a few strands of hair.
Swoosh!
When the Soul-breaking Flying Blades shot towards him, "Ghost Face’s" black robe trembled as if yanked by sothing, flying backward and vanishing into the thick fog.
So that was their intention!
Li Yan imdiately understood their strategy.
The previous series of moves was all to obtain his blood and hair.
Surely, soone was waiting to cast a spell on him!
"Where do you think you’re going!"
Thinking of this, Li Yan feigned sudden panic, chanting a mantra and spell, deploying the Mysterious Water Escape, and jumped into the water.
Shortly after, the fog over the river dispersed, leaving only the people on the painted boat looking at each other in astonishnt...
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