Chapter 369 Shen Jiyi's Confession

As one of the few smoke-eating Taoist priests in the Demon Slayer Association, Yashan Taoist priest Shen Jiyi has attracted much attention. When walking through the crowd, he has to nod to many people. His expression is just right, casual and magnanimous, and he does not need to say anything. way to tell those doubtful Taoist priests: I have no intention of running for leader, and I don’t care who wins.

He smiled at Xiao Qingtao next to Yang Qingyin, and also completed the conversation silently. Xiao Qingtao stepped aside slightly in surprise and smiled back.

Yang Qingyin was staring at Qishan Taoist Yang Qingyuan and his supporters in the distance. She turned around and was surprised to find Shen Jiyi, "Huh?"

"Can I say a few words to you?" Shen Jiyi whispered while exchanging greetings with the nearby Taoist priests, his lips barely moving.

"Now? Here? I don't have time, you'd better stand over there, this is not suitable for you." Yang Qingyin said rudely, hoping that Shen Jiyi would disappear immediately.

The fighting hall is very large. The Taoist priests all stand on the side with the door, roughly divided into three groups. The Taoist priests from Pangshan are on the far left, and the Taoist priests from Qishan are on the far right. The other Taoist priests choose which one they are closer to based on their own inclinations and the stance of their own orthodoxy. On one side, the position that Yang Qingyin pointed out to Shen Jiyi was right in the middle, and Ding Wei stood there with a serious face discussing something with several Taoist priests.

"It's a very important thing, related to him." Shen Jiyi maintained an elegant smile, his lips still barely moving.

It would be easy for someone to listen to the conversation between the two, but no one cared. Mu Xingqiu, Shen Hao and others were discussing tactics. Bald Man and Xiao Hao couldn't help nodding, while the others were anxiously looking forward to the next few games on the court. The fight will end soon.

Yang Qingyin looked at Shen Jiyi doubtfully, "I don't understand..."

"Just outside the door, just a few words, you will never regret it." Shen Jiyi smiled and nodded, walking towards the door from behind the crowd. He stopped midway and said a few words to Dingwei, both of whom laughed heartily at the same time.

Yang Qingyin hesitated for a while. Deciding to follow him out, he turned around and met Xiao Qingtao's confused and timid gaze. So he grabbed her arm and said, "Come with me."

Xiao Qingtao had no choice but to follow Yang Qingyin, "Is this appropriate?"

Yang Qingyin didn't answer. She dragged Xiao Qingtao and strode past the crowd. The last battle was about to begin, and she didn't want to waste time.

Just a door away. It was lively inside, but deserted outside. Shen Jiyi stood at the bottom of the steps, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, as if full of thoughts. When he heard the footsteps, he turned around and smiled, without showing any surprise at Xiao Qingtao's appearance. and displeasure.

"Say it,

What's up? "Yang Qingyin stopped at the lowest step.

"I haven't been to Pangshan for a long time. How are my uncle and aunt?" Shen Jiyi was not anxious at all.

"It's very good. I just feel bad about the fact that no one rescued Pangshan back then."

When Mu Xingqiu and others defended Duanliu City, no Taoist order came to support them. Only dozens of low-level Taoist priests volunteered to join the battle. Taoist priest Pangshan could not have no grudges about this. But few people mentioned it. They would rather keep this matter in their hearts. Yang Qingyin was an exception.

"You look good. Since arriving in the imperial capital, we seem to..."

"I don't have time to chat. The moonlight is beautiful tonight. Why don't you enjoy the moon alone here and write poems or something? We don't want to miss the fighting inside." Yang Qingyin was tired. He pulled Xiao Qingtao and turned around to leave.

"Tonight's fight will be bloody." Shen Jiyi suddenly said.

"Blood disaster? What's wrong? Will the talisman you gave Yang Qingyuan also explode?" Yang Qingyin stopped.

Shen Jiyi casually lit a candle of insight. Putting it in mid-air on the right, "I think the Taoist friends may be right. We are too eager to use the Taoist talisman and underestimate the harm involved."

"It's not us, it's you." Yang Qingyin drew a clear line between herself and Shen Jiyi.

"Yes, initially there were ten people involved in rebuilding the Taoist talisman, including me and Shen Hao from Pangshan. Later, Shen Hao withdrew and more Taoist priests joined. Everyone was interested in the talisman. At first glance, the talisman is indeed a Good thing, just a piece of paper can increase the power several times or even ten times in a blink of an eye, which is more effective than decades of hard practice. Alas, we are all deceived."

Yang Qingyin and Xiao Qingtao looked at each other, feeling confused about Shen Jiyi's introspection, "Please tell me about the 'Blood Disaster' first. I'm not a high-ranking Taoist priest in Yashan, and I really have no interest in hearing your confession.

"That's right. The fellow seekers were very dissatisfied because we gave the talisman to Lan Bingke. We also felt that he was too conservative, so we unanimously decided that he would never be allowed to become the leader of the Demon Slayer Association."

"Hey, Demon Slayer is really lucky to have members like you. Go on."

"My friend's mind whip technique is unexpectedly powerful. To be honest, I'm even a little jealous. He has only been practicing for more than ten years. He comes from an ordinary background. He is not a genius like Zuo Liuying. His inner elixir is only the seventh level of inhalation. I don't Convinced." Shen Jiyi's smile disappeared. He was indeed unconvinced. In the past, he led Mu Xingqiu and others to participate in the demon elimination drill as a tutor, but now he can only compete with him.

"It's not that I don't dare, it's just that it's inconvenient." Shen Jiyi defended himself. "Finally, Ding Wei came up with an idea. He wanted to find an evenly matched opponent for his fellow seekers, saying that this was the only way to be fair."

"Yang Qingyuan? What kind of evenly matched opponent is he? Not as good as you and Ding Wei." Yang Qingyin became more and more puzzled.

"Yang Qingyuan is the only person who voluntarily blessed the Fire God Seal. Although it will be removed later, it will have some impact on inner alchemy and practice."

"It's the same as what Brother Xiaoqiu guessed." Xiao Qingtao whispered, feeling uneasy, feeling redundant, and worried about hearing some secrets that she shouldn't hear.

"Humph, it's a pity that Yang Qingyuan is not Lan Binghu, who is alone, and can't let you mess around." Yang Qingyin said with contempt, and even a little sympathy for Lan Binghu, "Then what? Do you think that blessing the talisman can make Yang Qingyuan reborn, defeat Mu Xingqiu, and bring him "blood disaster"."

"No, the person who died tonight was not Mu Xingqiu, but Yang Qingyuan."

"What are you talking about? Mu Xingqiu didn't want to kill anyone. This is a discussion of Taoism, not a battle between Taoism and demons. No one wants to kill anyone."

Seeing that Yang Qingyin was a little impatient, Shen Jiyi sped up his speech. "It doesn't matter whether Mu Xingqiu wants to kill or not. It's the three talismans, one for holding the jade, one for hitting the target with a needle, and one for self-cultivation. The self-cultivation talisman will kill Yang Qingyuan. And it looks like an accidental killing caused by Mu Xingqiu's inability to control his magic power."

The two Pangshan Taoists were extremely shocked. Xiao Qingtao opened her mouth and shook her body a few times. She couldn't believe her ears. Yang Qingyin was calmer than her, but it took her a while to react. "You are playing tricks and want Mu Xingqiu to be restrained in the fight. You don't dare to cast a spell?"

"If it was a trick, I wouldn't say these words to you."

Yang Qingyin turned to Xiao Qingtao, "You go and remind Mu Xingqiu immediately, tell him... to be careful."

Xiao Qingtao hummed heavily and turned back to the fight hall.

Yang Qingyin stayed behind, she had to ask the matter clearly, "Is Yang Qingyuan so willing to die?"

"He didn't know, and thought the self-cultivation talisman was a kind of... special talisman."

"How special?"

"When Mu Xingqiu and Shen Hao were fighting, they almost broke the talisman in the hall. We knew then. No matter how many talismans Yang Qingyuan has, he is still not an opponent. We must find a stronger person."

"Well, you said it. Where is this person?"

"In Yang Qingyuan's body."

"Because of the self-cultivation talisman?"

"That's right, the self-cultivation talisman was secretly modified by Ding Wei. Now Yang Qingyuan is just a body, and it is another person's soul that controls him. We all thought it was a stopgap measure. In fact, this person will give up resistance at the critical moment and let Yang Qingyuan's body be killed. Once the body is destroyed, the soul..."

"After forty-nine days, the soul will fly away." Yang Qingyin continued, and was more and more shocked by what she heard. "How could you...how could you be so stupid? Soul swapping is obviously not the orthodox way."

"Ding Wei is very good at deceiving people, and he concealed many things. We all thought that Yang Qingyuan would be safe."

"Then how did you know the inside story?"

"I wanted to find out how Ding Wei contacted Longbin Society, so I was secretly...monitoring him. I overheard him talking to someone last night."

"But you didn't tell me until the moment before the fight started?" Yang Qingyin's anger grew.

"This is a difficult decision. I eavesdropped on the conversation and betrayed my companions, which would ruin my reputation, and... I don't like Mu Xingqiu very much. But later I realized that my reputation is not as important as Yang Qingyuan's life..."

The noise in the hall rose a little, indicating that the fight was about to begin. Yang Qingyin only wanted to ask one more question: "After all, who is the person Ding Wei is looking for?"

"I don't know his name, he should be a Taoist priest. I only heard that person say to Ding Wei, 'Let Mu Xingqiu also taste the taste of manslaughter, he will like it, this is the perfect revenge'."

"Let Mu Xingqiu also taste the taste of manslaughter, he will like it..." Yang Qingyin thought for a while, and her face changed suddenly, "Oh my God, it's him." She glared at Shen Jiyi fiercely, and did not forgive him for his frankness, then turned and ran into the hall. She wanted to stop this fight and stop the controller who was hiding in Yang Qingyuan's body at the moment.

Shen Jiyi put away the insight candle, wansh. c His face was filled with fatigue that a Taoist priest shouldn't have, and he muttered to himself: "What on earth am I doing? Let's end it quickly."

The last fight in the hall was about to begin, and Yang Qingyin ran towards Taoist priest Pangshan like the wind, attracting many people's attention, including Taoist priest Wangshan Ding Wei. He glanced at Yang Qingyin's back, scanned the crowd, snorted softly, and his expression did not change.

Yang Qingyin grabbed Mu Xingqiu's arm and said in a very low voice: "It's him."

Mu Xingqiu had just heard Xiao Qingtao's extremely strange news, and was hesitant in his heart, but Yang Qingyin's two words made him suddenly realize.

He understood who Yang Qingyin was talking about.

Shen Hao, who was checking the venue for the last time, raised his right hand and shouted loudly: "Come over."

"The fight must be cancelled." Yang Qingyin whispered.

"No." Mu Xingqiu shook his head slowly.

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