Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh unknown fruit
Even Wu Guzhi from the South Heaven Courtyard came to see Lin Yi with the coachman, and even told Lin Yi that the coachman was not simple, so the coachman named Yu Zengan was naturally not simple.
"Although most of the rest of Jiange are disabled people, they are ordered to be closed to the cabinet by the emperor. If the people in the cabinet are not allowed to enter, no practitioners outside cannot enter. If the senior officials and generals of the Ministry of War want to enter, they also need the emperor's instructions." Yu Zengan seemed dull, but his speech was very clear, "And Jiange is not like the rumors outside, they are all mediocre and disabled people."
Lin Yi nodded lightly, thought for a while, and asked respectfully: "When that cultivator at the middle level of Chengtian Realm or even the peak of Chengtian Realm goes to Jiange, can he kill all the people in Jiange?"
Yu Zengan shook his head straightforwardly, "To the outside world, it can be killed, but in fact it cannot."
"Then you have to go even more, get in the bus."
"Since the outside world seems to be able to kill, those people will go if they don't know. If they don't hurry up, those people will fly into the fire and kill the people in Jiange, and they will not have any chance of survival. As for Jiange, if we don't let us go in, we will find a place outside to guard it."
Lin Yi invited Wang Pingyang and Huang Qiutang to squeeze in a carriage with him, so that Rong Yi, who was originally with him, would go to the rear first to squeeze in.
"How do you know so clearly?"
When he got on the carriage, Lin Yi couldn't help asking.
"Don't ask why. In addition to what I have just said, what I can tell you is that the skills practiced by these several practitioners came from the Northern Wei Dynasty and came from the Lord of the Demon Sect." Wang Pingyang looked at the faint light shining in the inner wall of the carriage, and his calm eyes also began to shine with shock.
No one can do it completely. Lin Yi did not expect that Wang Pingyang was one of them. He just subconsciously linked this with Huang Qiutang.
"There is such a martial art in the world, which is like killing people and plundering other people's cultivation."
Lin Yi frowned and couldn't help but say this, but there was no disturbance in his heart about the technique itself.
He himself is not an ordinary practitioner of true essence. Since there is a completely different way of practice like Dajulu in the world, there will naturally be other methods of practice that are different from the mainstream.
However, the Demon Sect's method has not been recorded in the extremely rare rumor and notes he has read.
"What do you think?"
Huang Qiutang has always been best at being a gentle listener. She looked at Lin Yi's frowning brows, but at this moment she asked softly: "If you happened to get this kind of martial art, would you not be able to help practicing?"
"Of course not."
Lin Yi shook his head very simply, "If you always want to kill people, you will likely be killed. The most important thing is that you are easily addicted to it. Just like these people, you will be enemies in the world. Especially the practice itself is like climbing a peak and cultivating to the realm of divine thoughts, there will be few practitioners. Who will you kill at that time? Such a shortcut along the way, in the end, it is impossible to kill those who are ranked ahead of you by relying on your own practice."
Wang Pingyang was stunned.
He had never expected Lin Yi to look at the problem like this.
Lin Yi’s view is indeed very unique, but it is particularly practical and reasonable.
Even if you kill people all the way to practice half-saints, and there are saints on it, can you kill saints, absorb their cultivation, and then surpass saints?
"So these people just can't understand. For them, this kind of martial arts itself is not feasible." Huang Qiutang looked at Lin Yi and Wang Pingyang and whispered slowly: "For the Demon Sect, since he has been able to truly enter the holy level at this time, if he can continue to practice with this method, then he still needs to help the Northern Wei Dynasty think of so many ways and plan so much to do. He just needs to keep killing people on the battlefield. If this is the case, he will soon become the number one in the world."
Wang Pingyang had an in-depth conversation with Huang Qiutang before, so he reacted faster than Lin Yi at this time. He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "This principle does not make sense, so there should be problems with this technique itself."
"It's just that this problem is in him, or in the practitioners he taught, but not necessarily." As the carriage bumped, Huang Qiutang narrowed his eyes slightly, "He wouldn't do things so straightforward and simple, and wouldn't risk his martial arts being known to the practitioners of the Southern Dynasties, but just wanted to disrupt the pacification of the rear of the Southern Dynasties. Even in addition to these practitioners who were detected by the military, there were also some extremely cautious behaviors that were not noticed by the military, and eventually became a presence above the divine consciousness, but I always felt that this was not his real purpose. The role played by one or two practitioners was not as good as the outcome of a military battle itself."
"Are these practitioners his test subjects?" Lin Yi looked at Huang Qiutang, feeling that her words made great sense.
"Or the exercises he taught were incomplete in the first place?" Wang Pingyang pondered, "For those who he taught the exercises, he was born with a way of control and restraint?"
"Become a puppet he controls?"
Lin Yida frowned, "Or if he releases these people, it is equivalent to those who help him collect food, and in the end these people will become his food?"
No matter how reasonable the guess is, it is just a guess after all.
Looking at Huang Qiutang's gaze at this moment, Wang Pingyang suddenly understood two things.
One thing is that Huang Qiutang did not agree with any of the speculations he and Lin Yi made. In her opinion, it might not be so simple.
Another thing is that he understood why Huang Qiutang had to provoke such a dialogue.
If no one tried it personally, they would not know what problems would eventually arise.
He can try.
Even if there will be unimaginable danger in the end, it comes from this technique itself, or the Demon Sect will pick it as a ripe fruit.
But he finally walked out of that intoxicating depravity. Do he still have to walk in by himself?
Wang Pingyang lowered his head and remained silent.
Huang Qiutang still looked at him gently.
She knew that the young practitioner was still hesitating at this time, but she knew that the other party would figure it out sooner or later.
She has confidence in Wang Pingyang.
And she knew that Wang Pingyang would eventually figure it out that what she said at this time also meant that she bet everything about herself on Wang Pingyang.
If Wang Pingyang dies in failure, she will die with Wang Pingyang.
It didn't take long. When Wang Pingyang raised his head and looked at her gaze, Wang Pingyang saw the meaning in her eyes.
"It's really tied to a carriage."
Chapter completed!