MTL - It’s Obviously a Life Skill, But You Developed It Into a Magical Skill-Chapter 159v100 Disperse them all!

 In the middle of the night, there was a sound of movement at the door. At this time, if something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

Zhou An naturally heard it clearly.

That was the sound of footsteps, which stopped at his door, and the footsteps were quite familiar.

Zhou An touched his chin, and without bothering to continue his own business, he took out the cold crystal knife from his arms and walked towards the yard.

At this moment, the sky is dark, the moonlight is shining, and the hazy silver gray illuminates the entire yard slightly brightly, as if it is covered with a thin layer of snow.

Zhou An carried the cold crystal knife, came to the door, and opened the door.

The moment the door opened, he saw a familiar person standing outside the door.

Yang Jianxin was holding his long sword in his hand and was standing not far from the door, looking at him with a teasing look.

This kind of look has never appeared before.

 When Zhou An saw Yang Jianxin's eyes, he immediately knew what happened.

“You have even controlled him, come here and continue to cause trouble for me, right?” Zhou An said calmly.

Yang Jianxin smiled and said: "Master Zhou is indeed very discerning, but I'm afraid I won't be able to escape tonight."

"What do you mean by this?" Zhou An stroked the back of the cold crystal sword with his hand and sneered: "You don't think Yang Jianxin can deal with me, do you? By the way, I heard that many people in Zhenguisi have been raped recently. The person injured by the sword was a masked man, so it seems you did it intentionally."

 Obviously, the Yang Jianxin in front of him was no longer the original Yang Jianxin, but was controlled by a manipulative member through spiritual magic.

Coming to see him this time reminded him of what happened this morning.

Members of Zhensisi were injured by the masked man with a sword. At this time, Yang Jianxin came over again, and he still used a long sword, and he was even controlled by spiritual magic.

Then the outcome is self-evident.

“Yang Jianxin is the masked man who hurt others.”

 After Zhou An said these words, the smile on Yang Jianxin's face became even bigger.

"If the Suppressor dares to stop me from doing things, he will have to bear the corresponding price. I originally didn't want to cause a big deal. I just wanted to use the Fuguang Escort Agency to transport the things we need, but they want to investigate thoroughly. I will give it to you." I've given them a chance, now I'm just giving them a small lesson, the big head is still behind me."

 Zhou An shook his head, feeling that there was something wrong with this man's logic.

 What does it mean to just use Fuguang Escort Agency to transport things?

 This is a fart to say.

 Everyone is already an enemy, so why bother to be pretentious here?

 Fenglinzhou Town Guisi did nothing wrong. If you use the Fuguang Escort Bureau to transport things, then I will attack the enemy. This is a very normal logic.

 What the guy in front of me said is not normal logic.

Yang Jianxin seemed very happy. He was very happy to see this kind of scene and continued to speak: "I know that Mr. Zhou is very powerful and the person I control cannot cause any difficulties to you. But if Mr. Zhou takes action at will, he will be killed." If the third prince's guard is lost, and this guard is a direct descendant of the Yang family, then this matter will be difficult to handle. "

"Master Zhou may be able to cut off his hands and feet without posing a threat to you, but that would be even more difficult. The most difficult thing about spiritual magic is that there is no way to check it. It can only be based on daily actions. As soon as Dong saw the flaw, no one knew whether he was controlled by spiritual magic. "

"I just need to change his memory. He said you hurt him. Find a reason. No one in the world can find it, and Mr. Zhou will have more troubles."

　　After saying this, Yang Jianxin said nothing more, but looked at Zhou An from top to bottom with a victor's attitude.

"You have a good idea. You have used this skill to great effect." Zhou An flicked the cold crystal knife.

At this moment, Yang Jianxin's expression changed, from the victor's posture to another state, with endless anger on his face, as if Zhou An had done something terrible and offended him. of.

Yang Jianxin said angrily: "Zhou An, the third prince and I treat each other with courtesy, but you do such a dirty and conciliatory thing. It is really unsightly. I will kill you today!"

When Zhou An heard this, he knew that Yang Jianxin's memory at this moment had been tampered with. As for what content had been tampered with, Zhou An had no way of knowing.

 After all, Yang Jianxin only said a few words.

 As Yang Jianxin finished these words, the long sword in his hand stabbed Zhou An straight at him.

This sword was the killing sword that Yang Jianxin used at the beginning.

 But this time the power of the killing sword began to increase.

Not long ago, when Zhou An and Yang Jianxin were sparring, they were just sparring with moves.

 This time Yang Jianxin seemed to want to have a life and death battle.

When the killing sword appeared, the surrounding air became a little colder for no reason, and everything was filled with murderous intent.

This murderous intent is like substance, able to affect people's thoughts and reactions, and a powerful sword intent echoes in the yard.

There were cracks on the ground, as if it would be wiped out in the next moment.

Zhou An said calmly: "Things that are broken must be compensated."

 He drew out the Cold Crystal Sword without hesitation, and at the same time performed the Dragon Step, taking a step back.

 But the iron sword followed closely and pointed directly at the vital parts of Zhou Ping'an's body.

 The killing sword is mainly based on murderous intent, but it does not mean that the sword technique is not powerful.

Yang Jianxin is a master of swordsmanship and has developed a unique method of using swords.

If this sword hit Zhou An, even Zhou An would probably suffer some minor injuries.

 But Zhou An was not at ease.

When Yang Jianxin arrived at the yard with a long sword in his hand, he swung the cold crystal knife in his hand, and he used Pao Ding's sword-fighting skills to the extreme.

When the cold crystal knife flew out, the dark blue light of the knife instantly spread across the entire yard.

 Paoding's Jie Ren Dao has speed, precision, and powerful sharpness.

After the black-green sword light emerged, it seemed to be able to cut into pieces everything under the world. Even the murderous aura that filled the room was actually swaying under the threat of the black-green sword light. .

 The originally invisible murderous aura around him appeared in dense spider web-like gaps.

The jet-black sword light was used by Zhou An in the form of Pao Ding's sword technique to relieve people. Countless jet-black sword lights surged towards Yang Jianxin.

Yang Jianxin takes the killing sword as his foundation and dances the sword so airtight.

 At this time, Zhou An also saw the clues.

Yang Jianxin uses the Yang Family Sword Dance method to perform the killing sword, which is really good both offensively and defensively.

This hand alone is enough to make Zhou An's eyes light up.

 But it’s just a flash in the eye.

Part of the dark green sword light was scattered by Yang Jianxin, but Yang Jianxin didn't feel comfortable, and the hand holding the long sword trembled slightly.

The power of just one sword, the dark green sword light is not only poisonous, but also covered with a layer of water.

This one sword blow had already seriously injured Yang Jianxin.

Yang Jianxin's mouth was full of excitement, and she said angrily: "Thief, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful sword. You reserved your hand at the beginning."

 Zhou An shrugged.

With his current strength, even if he is in the Xiantian realm, he still dares to fight, not to mention that Yang Jianxin is only a first-rate master.

At that time, Zhou An actually only used a little drizzle of combat power when fighting swords against swords.

 Because he was worried that he could not hold back, Yang Jianxin became disabled.

If Zhou An really fights with all his strength, let alone Yang Jianxin, even ten of them together will not be enough to kill him with one sword.

Of course, Zhou An didn’t say anything because he felt it was meaningless.

Yang Jianxin's memory has been tampered with by others, thinking that Zhou An has tricked him.

I have to say that the mastermind behind the scenes does have some brains.

 Due to the characteristics of the spiritual magic, it is impossible to find out whether he was hit by this skill. As long as Yang Jianxin tampered with the memory and Zhou An had no evidence, he would be framed.

Moreover, even if he doesn't kill Yang Jianxin, he will still trigger the opponent's combo.

This series of various operations seems to be a life-or-death road, but for Zhou An, even if this dead end is placed in front of him, he can chop it into pieces with one knife.

Thinking of this, Zhou An swung the cold crystal knife again.

 The Qi in the body circulated for a while, and the exquisiteness of Pao Ding's knife skills was fully demonstrated at this moment.

Each jet-black sword light represents every move of Pao Ding’s sword technique.

At this moment, when the black-green sword light rushed towards Yang Jianxin, the sword light this time was not so easy to catch.

Zhou An added another ten or two percent of his strength on top of the original strength. When the light of the sword touched Yang Jianxin's long sword, Yang Jianxin could no longer hold back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The dark green sword light hovered in mid-air, but it did not kill him.

Yang Jianxin still looked angry: "If you have the ability, just kill me. After you kill me, people will naturally cause trouble for you."

Zhou An shook his head: "The magic of the mind is indeed good. Changing other people's memories is much more terrifying than simply controlling it."

There is nothing wrong with what he said. It is just control, and there may be some mistakes. But if it directly changes people's memories, it would be extremely scary to think about it.

Just imagine, when there are some fragments in your memory that have been used by others, but you deeply believe that they are your own memories, everything will become traceless.

"Thief, what on earth are you talking about? What changes other people's memories?" Yang Jianxin sneered: "You still don't admit what you did, right? You're still trying to frame me, so you'd better kill me today. Do it cleanly, otherwise someone will come to avenge me sooner or later."

Zhou An rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. He felt that it was difficult to communicate, so there was no need to communicate.

"I won't kill you, nor will I cut off your hands and feet, because I will have a better way to catch you, and then you can also provide me with certain clues."

Yang Jianxin was slightly stunned. After his memory was tampered with, he couldn't understand the meaning of Zhou An's words.

 But it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. For Zhou An, it doesn’t matter whether you understand or not.

Because as long as you are honest and obedient, it will be fine.

 Zhou An reached into his arms and took out the pan from the pink money bag.

 The palm-sized pan is small, but no one dares to despise this pan.

“Zhou An, the master of both swords and pots, are you finally willing to use your pot?” Yang Jianxin raised the long sword to his chest with a solemn look in his eyes.

Zhou Anpo said with emotion: "Although your memory has been tampered with, you can be the first to experience another effect of this pot. It is worth going out to enjoy it."

 “Efficacy?”

Yang Jianxin didn’t understand, but Zhou An’s actions later made him understand what the so-called effect was.

Zhou An used the Dragon Step and disappeared in the next moment.

 When he reappeared, the pan in his hand was moved toward Yang Jianxin.

Yang Jianxin reacted very quickly. When Zhou An approached, he also activated his long sword and launched an attack on Zhou An.

The murderous aura was strong and spread throughout the courtyard. Even the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be diluted by the murderous aura.

When the long sword was about to attack, Zhou An quickly covered the cold crystal pot in the middle of the long sword.

At this moment, the cold crystal pot and the long sword had collided, and Zhou An circulated the Qi in his body.

　　When the Qi circulates, the cold crystal pot is covered with a layer of twisted Qi.

 And this Qi followed Yang Jianxin's long sword and quickly spread to Yang Jianxin's whole body.

 This time, Zhou An did not take the blame.

 As he said, Yang Jianxin's memory was tampered with, and it would be a pity to die.

 What’s more, you might be able to learn something from here.

 So Zhou An did not have any murderous intention, but used the latest seal in the pot method.

Yang Jianxin is proud enough.

 Because he is the first person to fully experience the seal.

 Even at the time of the gathering, no one had tried it completely.

When the cold crystal pot completely covered Yang Jianxin, Yang Jianxin suddenly felt that his whole body was in a strange situation.

 He couldn't move.

 Including the Qi that circulates in the body, these cannot be used.

 Subsequently, Zhou An made a move.

 He moved the cold crystal pot directly, and Yang Jianxin seemed to be controlled by a huge suction force and followed Zhou An into the house.

"Snapped!"

 The door was closed and calm returned to the yard.

 There is no one here except for the mess all over the ground.

 In the room, Zhou An yawned and poured himself a cup of tea.

Yang Jianxin sat slumped on the ground.

 His sword was covered with a pan.

Although the cold crystal pot was not held by Zhou An, the seal was still there.

Zhou An was quite emotional when he saw this scene, and even had a faint impulse in his heart to develop new ways to use skills.

 He can build himself a lot of palm-sized pans, and then throw the pans out like hidden weapons.

As long as the pan is stuck to the person, he or she can use the seal of the potting method.

 In this way, there are not only hidden weapons, but also unexpected attack methods.

Of course, this idea was rejected by Zhou An as soon as it came up.

If you can kill, why seal it?

 Besides, when a seal is really needed, like now, a pot can solve the problem.

Thinking about this, Zhou An turned to look at Yang Jianxin and fell into deep thought.

At this time, Yang Jianxin was sealed by the pot method, but Zhou An felt that he might be able to get something out of it.

Zhou An asked: "How do you feel?"

While questioning, he used the energy in his body to loosen the seal on the cold crystal pot a little, allowing Yang Jianxin to speak.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this layer of Qi was removed, Yang Jianxin started to curse.

 The scolding was loud and unpleasant.

Zhou An didn't know to what extent his memory had been tampered with. Anyway, there was no possibility of communication.

 He touched his chin and completely sealed Yang Jianxin again.

 After being sealed, Yang Jianxin did not move and could not even speak.

 Zhou An was thinking about how to get useful information from Yang Jianxin.

“His memory was tampered with. He kept saying how he was doing, but he was so excited that he couldn’t ask.” Zhou An thought.

While he was thinking like this, suddenly, the shadow under his feet shook.

  Turning around to look, he saw the face of the woman in black appearing in the shadows.

 Due to the effect of Qingxincao, the woman in black can only show one face. This scene is particularly funny.

 The shadows are like water, and the woman in black is like a face floating on the water. From Zhou An's perspective, he could feel the fleeting humanity and the extremely resentful look on the face of the woman in black.

“What do you want to do when you show up at this time?” Zhou An frowned.

Just when he was thinking this, the woman in black turned her eyes and stopped at Yang Jianxin.

Zhou An still didn’t understand the meaning of the woman in black. He felt that the woman in black today was a bit naughty.

The skin is broken and needs to be cleaned up, so I am ready to raise my hand to hit the woman in black with a Holy Spirit.

 He has always been a man of his word.

White light emerged and enveloped the woman in black, and her face disappeared again.

Zhou An was about to put away the Holy Spirit, when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Due to the Holy Spirit, Yang Jianxin was illuminated by blazing white light at this moment.

Zhou An saw that Yang Jianxin's eyes became a little dull, as if something was disappearing from Yang Jianxin.

Zhou An was slightly stunned. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, as if he thought of something.

 After a moment, Zhou An put away the white light and fell into deep thought.

 After pondering for a long time, he raised his head again and looked at Yang Jianxin in front of him, with thoughts already in his mind.

"My Holy Spirit has the property of dispersion, and this dispersion can not only dispel positive states, but also dispel negative states. Yang Jianxin was controlled by the spiritual magic, and then became a person whose memory was tampered with. Since this is the case, it can be regarded as a negative state. state, that is to say, my Holy Spirit can dispel this state!”

 Soon, Zhou An had an idea.

And he thinks this idea is very reliable.

 After all, Yang Jianxin had shown something unusual just now.

"Speaking of which, it seems that this woman reminded me. Is it possible that this woman really has humanity?" Zhou An turned to look at his own shadow and thought in his heart.

 But at this time, there was no need for him to continue thinking.

 Because the things in front of you are more important.

Zhou An raised his hand, circulated the Qi in his body, used the Holy Spirit skill, and shot out a blazing white light towards Yang Jianxin.

When the blazing white light appeared, the next moment, the expression on Yang Jianxin's face became more and more dull.

And Zhou An could clearly feel that something was breaking away from Yang Jianxin through the feeling transmitted by the Holy Spirit.

 Zhou An understood instantly.

This skill can indeed dispel, and the dispersal speed is not slow.

 “Okay, okay, it’s a good thing if there’s a solution.” Zhou An’s face was filled with joy.

 He continued to circulate the Qi in his body, speeding up the pace of the Holy Spirit's skills.

 Soon, Zhou An felt that all the negative effects on Yang Jianxin were cleared away.

 When the negative effects were cleared, Yang Jianxin had a blank look on his face.

  But because it is controlled by the pot law, it cannot be expressed.

 Zhou An put away the white light of the Holy Spirit, and then picked up the cold crystal pot on the ground.

 When Han Jingguo left, Yang Jianxin regained his freedom.

"Mr. Zhou, what's wrong with me? Why are I here? No, I'm obviously surrounded by more than twenty first-class masters and I'm running for my life." He was a little confused.

 In addition to doubts, there is more confusion.

Zhou An frowned and told the whole story.

Yang Jianxin immediately showed a shocked expression: "Psychic magic, one of the eight unique skills, indulgence?"

He was a little in disbelief. Any Jianghu person would feel disbelief when faced with this.

Zhou An nodded: "Obviously, the other party is coming for me now. Tell me what happened to you, and I will see if I can find any clues to send that guy underground."

Although he spoke very calmly, Zhou An could not suppress his murderous aura.

He is the one who hates others disturbing his liver proficiency the most. This manipulative guy is once again testing back and forth on the edge of death.

 Now that you’re here, don’t leave.

Yang Jianxin also knew the seriousness of the matter, so he quickly told his story.

Soon, Yang Jianxin’s voice was the only voice left in the room.

 After a cup of tea, Yang Jianxin finally finished the matter.

 Zhou An finally understood what happened.

Yang Jianxin has been preparing to return to the capital since she left Fenglinzhou.

He himself is a swordsman in the martial arts world. When he goes back, he plans to find some first-rate masters to fight against each other and learn swordsmanship. This will consolidate his insights after competing with Zhou An, so he does not want to take a carriage.

　　Bring enough dry food with you along the way.

 He went there on foot.

But after only walking about twenty miles, we ran into trouble.

More than twenty first-class masters appeared out of nowhere, surrounded him, and launched an attack on him.

The first-class masters are not cabbages. There may be many of them, but the population base must be taken into consideration.

 For example, if there is a total population of 100 million, even if there are 10,000 first-class masters, they are still very few.

 So when more than 20 first-class masters surrounded Yang Jianxin, Yang Jianxin felt that this battle might lead to more lives and more deaths.

Moreover, these top-notch experts seemed to have no intention of communicating with him, and they attacked very fiercely.

Yang Jianxin also began to fight back.

He relied on the Yang Family Sword Dance and Killing Sword, which were integrated into one. Under the siege of more than twenty first-class masters, after killing three, he was unable to do anything.

This achievement spreads out, and people in the world are proud of it.

 But after all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands?

Yang Jianxin could only flee.

 He is not a fool and knows when to leave and when to fight.

 While escaping, I didn’t know why, but suddenly I felt a cold feeling on my forehead, and then I lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he found himself in a ruined temple. A man dressed as a monk put his hand on his forehead, and there was a faint light on his hand.

 Then he no longer knew what had happened until he woke up at this time.

After listening to Yang Jianxin’s statement, Zhou An touched his chin and then asked: “Do you know where that temple is?”

Yang Jianxin shook his head and nodded again.

"If it were other people, they might not know, but I am different. I protect the third prince, and I have learned a lot, especially the customs of various places. Although the temple is dilapidated, the layout and style of the construction are like Maple Forest. State style.”

Zhou An understood, then he picked up the cold crystal knife and went out.

But before going out, he turned to Yang Jianxin and said: "Brother Yang, go to Zhenguisi and Housizhou to tell your story and ask them to send people there. I will go ahead."

Yang Jianxin nodded, knowing what Zhou An was going to do, so he didn't say much.

Soon, Zhou An walked out.

It was late at night at this time. He did not hesitate, used the Dragon Step, and left Fenglin Prefecture at the fastest speed, heading towards the capital.

Since it was the style of Fenglinzhou and the ambush was encountered twenty miles away from the capital, the ruined temple was probably nearby.

Zhou An will not let go of any possibility. As long as he seizes the opportunity, he will completely crush the opponent to death.

 It didn’t take long for the negative effects to be removed on my side. If I were quick, I should be able to get there.

 With the help of his delusion-breaking eyes, he can detect clues.

 Zhou An was almost an afterimage along the way, and all means of transportation in front of him became decorations.

It didn’t take long to reach the destination, which was more than twenty miles away.

 Zhou An did not stay here for long and started searching around quickly.

 If anyone were here, they would see an afterimage flashing through the dark woods from time to time.

This afterimage is as vigorous as a swimming dragon, but it is particularly scary in the dark night.

 Because even from a long distance, one can still feel the terrifying murderous aura.

 Zhou An's speed was very fast, and the energy consumption in his body was also huge.

 But for his current state, his resilience is almost related to the endless life of the innate state.

 After all, in terms of purity, there is no one in the world who can compare with him.

 It didn’t take long for Zhou An to stop in the middle of a mountain.

 At this moment, there is a dilapidated small temple in front of you.

 According to Yang Jianxin's meaning, this small temple should be in line with Yang Jianxin's statement.

Zhou An walked in, searched the small temple, and found that the entire temple was empty.

 But for him, he did not have any regrets or frustrations, but instead became more certain about his thoughts.

 Because at this moment, Zhou An's eyes were golden, like two hot suns.

He used the Eye of Deception, and the accompanying detection attribute allowed him to see clues.

 The flaws that ordinary people couldn't see were like a naked woman in front of him, with no possibility of covering up.

 “That direction.” Zhou An raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then quickly chased in one direction.

 …

At this time, in the dark night, more than twenty people of various sizes were running around crazily.

They didn’t bring anything with them, as if they were in trouble and wanted to leave first.

 The leader was a monk wearing cassocks. He looked to be in his forties and had several scars on his head.

The most memorable thing is that the monk's face is covered with dense scars, as if he had been hacked dozens of times.

 “Hurry! Hurry!” the monk shouted.

After he finished shouting these words, two Jianghu people immediately caught up from behind, holding the monk on their backs, and ran for the road.

 The speed has improved again.

  Unfortunately, this situation did not last long.

 Because in the woods behind, there was a figure with a murderous aura, approaching quickly.

When the scarred monk heard the sound, he turned his head hurriedly and saw Zhou An holding the cold crystal knife, approaching quickly like a swimming dragon.

 He could see the terrifying murderous look on Zhou An's face, as well as the sarcastic sneer.

The monk shouted: "Stop him and take the rest with me!"

 Except for the two Jianghu men holding the monk, the remaining dozen or so Jianghu men stopped and stood in the middle.

These people are all top-notch. They each drew their weapons and wanted to stop Zhou An.

But before they took action, they saw the terrifying light of the sword coming towards them.

The Jianghu people quickly raised their weapons to resist.

 The next moment, the black-green sword light knocked them away. They vomited blood and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

"Can a top-notch master stop me?" Zhou An left a sentence and chased the monk again.

 If you want to grasp it, grasp the most important one.

 The holder of spiritual magic is the big one.

 The distance between Zhou An and the monk is getting closer and closer.

At this time, the night was silent, and Zhou An was like an eagle in the sky, with its sharp claws exposed.

“Run, run!” The monk was still shouting. When he looked back, he found that Zhou An was no longer there.

This situation made the monk slightly stunned, not knowing what it meant.

But he was only stunned for a moment, because he found that the transmission of the sound had changed from the rear to the front.

Zhou An said calmly: "The successor of the eight unique skills, the spiritual magic, refers to you."

The monk turned his head sharply and saw Zhou An already blocking him.

 The scars on his face were twisted together at this moment.

"superior!"

Beside him, the two Jianghu people rushed towards Zhou An with weapons in hand.

Zhou An waved the knife nonchalantly, and the two Jianghu people were seriously injured and lay on the ground unable to move.

 He did not kill anyone, these were all under control.

Of course, it didn’t give them the power to act.

 After all, whether these people are good or bad will be known after an investigation when the people who suppress the traitors come.

 Perhaps we can also get some clues about sexual indulgence.

Just as he was finishing two people with a knife, the scarred monk suddenly opened his mouth.

 "Mind...explosion!"

As he finished speaking, an invisible air flow began to spread from him as the center.

 The goal is Zhou An.

He really didn't expect that the most mysterious and weird spiritual magic among the eight unique skills would be cracked by Zhou An.

 And also found out where he was hiding.

 In his opinion, there is no way to escape at this time, so he should simply fight.

 But the next scene shocked him.

　　When the invisible sound enveloped Zhou An, a layer of white light appeared on Zhou An's body.

 The monk's attack has no effect at all, as if it never appeared.

“It is rumored that there are very few attack methods for spiritual magic. They only focus on controlling and tampering with memories. It seems that there are still some methods. Is this considered a superimposition of negative status? It’s a pity that it’s useless to me.”

Zhou An held the knife and approached step by step, his tone changed.

"I told you when we first met, don't mess with me. Now, you won't be able to live or die."

 (End of this chapter)