Chapter 68: Ambushed Again in Front of the Cave
What kind of monster is this? With just martial arts skills, you've forced a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator to become like this?
No big deal, I'll just be Spider-Man, Liangshan reacted extremely quickly.
The closest one to Liangshan is Zhulin. A large area of bamboo forest. Just now, Shi San Shuai called out "Hua La" and they all pointed at him. Now it's his turn!
The bamboo forest sways and also has "strings", but if you resonate with it, you're done for, will be pulled down directly, and will definitely be pierced through the heart.
Liáng Shān's spiritual machine stirred, reversing its way to make a strange handprint, which was in discord with the frequency of the bamboo forest. A buzzing sound was heard by his ear, as if all the bamboos were bent and suddenly sprang back. Liáng Shān borrowed this momentum, suddenly popping out of the solid air range, crossing the stream, without looking back, he flew swiftly through the forest like a whirlwind.
Liangshan ran for a long time without knowing how far he had gone, and surprisingly, Shi San did not chase after him.
Liang Shan stopped and listened carefully all around, indeed no one was chasing after him.
Liáng Shān took out the blue jade pendant and found that this run had actually strayed more than 100 kilometers away from Fú Cáng Cave. At this time, the sky was already dark, Liáng Shān observed his surroundings carefully before cautiously heading in the direction of Fú Cáng Cave.
He walked a few steps, and Liangshan felt something was wrong. His heart was desolate, and his courage was gone. At this time, he ran into that perverted woman again, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to. Liangshan immediately sat down cross-legged and carefully thought back to the few seconds of fighting with Ci San just now.
A few seconds of life and death. Liang Shan sat thinking, cold sweat dripping down.
Who is this? Buying assassins to kill himself?
Liangshan repeatedly replayed the sword in his mind like a movie, and after a long time, his heart finally calmed down.
Liáng Shān was getting more and more excited, just like the first time he confessed to Sū Yuǎ. After it was all over, he would always be able to recall moments where he acted foolishly.
Liangshan gradually became immersed in the charm of that one sword, starting with a single ray of light, and later being able to clearly see the sword body and shadow. Liangshan came to understand that it was because of the "one sword stealing heart" that he had not fully exerted himself.
Liáng Shān believes that if he meets this thorn again, he won't be so stifled.
Liáng Shān sat for a whole night and didn't get up until the next morning when the dawn filled the forest. He then slowly walked towards the Fú Cáng Cave.
At dusk, he arrived and saw Shi Xiu leaning against an old pine tree at the entrance of Fowang Cave. He had seen him, but it was too late.
"You wouldn't really want to marry me, would you?" Liang Shan laughed loudly.
Liáng Shān knew he couldn't be tense and even more so, he couldn't be timid.
"Out of the fifty-six people I killed, three were in the Golden Core stage."
Liangshan suddenly felt a buzzing in his head and his face turned sinister.
"Same sect, mutual destruction! Five thunders rumble above!" Liangshan said. The situation was clear: it was the people from the Shengjian Hall, or even the Zhengqing Sect, who had set out to kill him. Fowei Cave only had one entrance, and Stab Three didn't need to chase; he could just wait by the cave entrance for his prey.
If no one told her, she wouldn't know.
The ridge of Liangshan's back suddenly cooled down, and he immediately came to his senses. This woman's words were like a sword, dismantling his confidence one by one from the very beginning.
"So this is considered as stabbing twice?"
Ci nodded three times.
"I suppose you think this time you can definitely complete the task." Liang Shan suddenly changed the subject.
Silent for three seconds.
Liangshan's heart was delighted, and in that instant, a crack appeared in the tightly sealed heart of Shi San. Words were like swords, and Liangshan understood this point, immediately counterattacking.
"Since you think I won't be able to escape this time, let's have a nice long chat." Liang Shan said with a chuckle.
"You said." The tone of Ci San was very cold but very natural. Liang Shan knew that she had instantly recovered her invincible state.
"How can a master of martial arts challenge a cultivator of higher realm?" Liang Shan cupped his hands, with a formal and respectful demeanor.
"Martial arts is also a way, all ways are endless, martial arts is also endless, one punch and one sword can destroy all laws." The tone of the three sentences is somewhat arrogant.
Alright, a gleam of insight flashed in Liangshan's mind, and the various paths converged. In fact, sword cultivation is actually re-entering the path of law and martial arts through magic.
"What realm is after the Innate Master?" Liang Shan asked.
"Slaughter demons, exterminate gods, execute immortals, behead Buddhas."
He spat out one word at a time, like a heavy hammer falling on Liangshan's heart. The martial path he walked was actually the "killing" path that killed everything.
Under such strong oppression, Liangshan really wants to throw his head back and let out a loud "ah". A thread of enlightenment floats up in Liangshan's mind, "life" can counteract "killing", perhaps this is his only turning point. In an instant, Liangshan's heart is enlightened, and the faint signs of life appear around him amidst the dark oppression.
"To be honest, you're the most terrifying person I've ever seen," Liang Shan said slowly. "Even if my strength isn't a match for yours, you always go all out when you make a move, like a lion fighting a rabbit, using full force every time. However," Liang Shan paused for a moment, seeing that Ci San showed no emotional fluctuations, and continued, "as a person, you must have weaknesses. Are you willing to reveal your weakness to me?"
Ci's gaze suddenly became somewhat complex, and after a while, he said: "I heard that you are good at writing poetry. If you can make a thousand-year-old poem in seven steps, maybe I will let you go this time."
"Hmm, unexpectedly, Ci Xue's heart was stirred. Liang Shan wanted to make a move but didn't dare to, fearing it might be the enemy's ploy to lure him in."
A killer likes poetry? What's going on here?
Li Shanshan, unaware of her past as a killer for thirty years, now lives as a gentle and elegant lady with no other interests but poetry. In the past, she used to conceal her fierce murderous intent in everyday life, but now she genuinely enjoys it. The assassin and the refined lady who often hosts spring poetry parties alternate, making it not unreasonable to say that Li Shanshan has some split personality.
Liáng Shān was unaware of the details, but he quickly seized the opportunity and said with a smile: "Good!" Then he took a step forward, the sunset like blood, spilled all over his slender and elegant body.
"Zhaoke's horse neighs, Wu's hook shines brightly in the snow. The silver saddle reflects the white horse, swift and rapid like a shooting star." Liangshan's eyebrows rose, like a sword being drawn from its scabbard, his entire person suddenly became imposing and intimidating.
A soft sword suddenly hummed in his sleeve.
The killer must know himself and his opponent, the poem on the table "If two people are meant to be together, they will be together, no matter how long it takes" moved Three Stabs' heart. This poem is extremely romantic, but it's not a dish that Three Stabs likes. Then came the line "Zhao's guest, Wu's hook, frost and snow shine." As soon as this line came out, Three Stabs was immediately moved.
"Ten steps kill one person," Liangshan recited another sentence.
The previous two sentences were just to stir up the atmosphere, but like a sword technique, the first two sentences layered and built up, and the last sentence was definitely a big wave. San's heart was expecting "ten steps to kill one person", and San's whole body suddenly shook with a "buzzing" sound. Suddenly, San remembered a phrase that her master had once told her: everyone can be killed, but there is one person who cannot be killed.
Who should not be killed?
The master said: The great historian Sima Qian who can write biographies for assassins cannot be killed.
The man before him was the "Taishi Gong" who could make the name of the assassin spread throughout the world, and in an instant, Liangshan moved.
Like a flash of lightning, the two men collided and quickly separated. Liangshan's body spun around and suddenly darted into the Fow Cave. Shi San reacted extremely fast, his sword aiming to pierce through Liangshan's chest, but hesitated for a moment, allowing Liangshan to swiftly escape into the darkness, rapidly disappearing from view. The sound of Liangshan's voice echoed out of the cave: "Kill one person within ten steps, leave no trail in a thousand miles. With the task accomplished, I'll wipe away my presence and conceal my name."
He stopped at the third station, with blood in the corner of his mouth, and had also suffered a slight injury.
Ci San returned to the entrance of the cave and waited quietly. The interior of the cave was complex and winding, but the entrance and exit were unique, Ci San waited for Liangshan to come out again.
"Ten steps kill one person, a thousand miles without leaving a trail. When the deed is done, roll up sleeves and leave, deeply hiding body and name." Ci San murmured softly to herself, her expression somewhat dazed.
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