What method did Ling Yi use? The Life and Death Talisman, of course.
However, the Life and Death Talisman and Life and Death Talisman that Ling Yi used was very different from the genuine one.
Because Ling Yi has neither Internal Energy nor True Yuan Gang Qi.
Although the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Nine Yin Manual were directly Perfection, the increase was not in Nine Yang True Qi and Nine Yin True Qi, but only in Yin-Yang Light Energy.
Well, Ling Yi didn't Dao Physique was called, so he always referred to it as Ling Yi Yin-Yang Light Energy.
The Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Nine Yin Manual only increase the efficiency of Photosynthesis.
There was no Internal Energy, no Innate True Qi, none of it.
However, this did not prevent Ling Yi from using Kung Fu Hustle such as the Life and Death Talisman and the Six Meridian Divine Sword.
However, while he possesses internal Internal Energy, Yin-Yang Light Energy are even more effective than Internal Energy.
Moreover, learning the Nine Yin and Nine Yang techniques has another benefit: Paper Talisman Puppet can also replenish their lost energy through these two Kung Fu Hustle.
In other words, Paper Talisman Puppet do not need to be constantly replaced; they can exist indefinitely simply by cultivating the Nine Yin and Nine Yang.
This saved Ling Yi a lot of trouble.
As for how to get those mission targets into the government office, the effect of the Life and Death Talisman will disappear.
This is even simpler. Ling Yi's Divine Power has been amplified a hundredfold, causing Ling Yi Divine Power to undergo a transformation long ago.
Ling Yi's will was incorporated into the Life and Death Talisman.
Well, how should I put it? It's like Ling Yi imprinted his own Divine Will onto the Life and Life and Death Talisman.
This will can serve as the condition for triggering the Life and Death Talisman.
For example, Ling Yi's Divine Will states that leaving the government office will trigger the Life and Death Talisman.
This can be understood as the Life and Death Talisman having acquired a certain degree of intelligence.
Around 8 p. m., Ling Yi's figure descended from the sky and landed on the hotel balcony.
I pushed open the French windows and stepped into the living room.
"Oh, you're back!" Jin Xiaoxiao ran over to Ling Yi with a face full of surprise.
Then he stared intently at Ling Yi!
"What's wrong?"
"You're famous now!" Jin Xiaoxiao was referring to the fact that Ling Yi had completed twenty the Assassins tasks in one day.
It has already spread to a small circle within the government offices and the circle of the Assassins in Dafeng City.
However, most people assumed it was a new the Assassins team, and no one thought that Ling Yi could complete so many tasks all by himself.
After all, many mission objectives are completely different from what they seem, and are often very well hidden.
Without a team, how did you find the people?
They didn't believe that Ling Yi, a novice Martial Practitioner in the Early Body Tempering Realm and a novice the Assassins, could do this.
But only Jin Xiaoxiao knew that Ling Yi had only ever been with one person.
She was also very curious about how Ling Yi had managed to do it!
"And then?" Ling Yi shrugged and said calmly.
Seeing Ling Yi's pathetic state, Jin Xiaoxiao's excitement instantly diminished by 70%.
"Hmph, you can play dead all you want!"
He tossed a card to Ling Yi, saying, "This is the registration card for the Martial Arts Grand Gathering. You need this to enter the venue."
"You need to compete in the branch's qualifying rounds first. After you finish the qualifying rounds and secure a spot in the finals, you can participate in the semifinals, and finally the grand finals."
"The branch competition venue is in Dafeng City, so you don't need to run around."
Ling Yi nodded. "Are there many people who signed up?"
"A lot? That's beyond just a lot, it's an enormous amount!"
"You'll see if you open the Martial Arts Grand Gathering app. Over 200,000 people have already successfully registered, with 50,000 in Dafeng City alone."
"Two hundred thousand? That's two million Martial Practitioner Coin. There aren't that many Martial Practitioner Coin circulating outside, are there?"
"Hmm? Why do you say that?" Jin Xiaoxiao asked.
"Since its issuance, only 7 million Martial Practitioner Coin have been issued, while major sects have stored a large number of Martial Practitioner Coin. Shaolin alone has stored more than one million Martial Practitioner Coin."
"Other sects also have their own reserves, which together exceed six million. In other words, the amount of Martial Practitioner Coin circulating in the market is probably less than one million."
"If 200,000 Martial Practitioner successfully register, each of them will have to pay 10 Martial Practitioner Coin. Where did these 2 million Martial Practitioner Coin come from?"
Jin Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "That's right!"
"Could it be that someone is capable of counterfeiting Martial Practitioner Coin?"
"That's possible. Another possibility is that some people register without needing Martial Practitioner Coin!"
"Phew, that makes sense then. If someone really did create counterfeit Martial Practitioner Coin, that would be a real problem!"
The truth is, there are counterfeit Martial Practitioner Coin Martial Practitioner Coin, and a large number of them have entered the market.
It's just the beginning, so it hasn't had a major impact yet.
It's true that some people can register without using Martial Practitioner Coin.
After all, privileges exist everywhere.
However, Ling Yi didn't know who or which organization was responsible for creating the counterfeit Martial Practitioner Coin.
The key point is that Ling Yi was too lazy to investigate.
If he really wanted to know, Ling Yi could scan the entire planet with his Perception, and if he did so carefully, he would find that there were no secrets on this planet for Ling Yi.
Midnight.
[Ding! Host's "Lie Down" rating is excellent; random rewards are being given!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have received a reward. Copy!]
{ Copy: A conceptual skill that can only be used once per day. It can Copy everything about a specified target, including bloodline, skills, equipment, and even memories.}
This system is getting more and more generous!
Yesterday they gave me a cultivation technique gift pack, and today they gave me a concept-level skill.
Just then, Ling Yi was worried that the unparalleled martial arts skills in the system's gift pack wouldn't meet the mission requirements, and this skill came along.
With this Copy skill, Copy three peerless martial arts techniques would be a piece of cake.
The key is Copy; if Copy, you don't need to learn, you can master it directly.
The system is becoming more and more generous, and also more and more considerate.
Hmm, it seems the system has always been very considerate, providing whatever you need.
The next morning, Ling Yi continued to complete the Assassins quest.
I thought everything was going smoothly, but I got stuck on the 42nd task.
The target of this mission is a high school student named Qin Ming.
According to the information provided, he is a martial arts genius with the ability to Photographic Memory. He can learn almost any martial arts move after seeing it once and practicing it once.
The key point is that people can learn by watching online video tutorials.
I grew up relying on my mother, sister, and other family members.
After the Martial Arts Grand Gathering, the various sects will hold their disciple recruitment ceremonies.
With Qin Ming's talent, all the major sects would probably be scrambling to acquire him; he should have had a very promising future.
But six months ago, her mother and sister jumped off the roof of the Martial Practitioner Alliance branch office building on the same day.
He died tragically in the street.
That day, they were collecting the Martial Practitioner subsidy on Qin Ming's behalf.
Becoming Martial Practitioner comes with Martial Practitioner subsidy; the higher the cultivation level, the greater the subsidy.
The Martial Practitioner Alliance's explanation was that it was self-inflicted!
Does Qin Ming believe it? Of course not!
Is the truth self-destructive? Even a fool knows there's something wrong.
The sordid aspects involved are self-evident.
The real culprit was the son of the Martial Practitioner Alliance branch president, an arrogant, domineering, cruel, Coldblood Wu Er.
Qin Ming went to extremes and started causing trouble for the Martial Practitioner Alliance in various ways.
Anyone from the Martial Practitioner Alliance is to be killed on sight.
In the past six months, Qin Ming has managed to forcefully raise his cultivation level to the Innate Realm.
Although Qin Ming held extreme views, he was clever in his actions.
He never revealed his Innate strength.
Each time, the cultivation level of a Second-Rate Martial Practitioner in the Internal Organ Tempering Realm can be used at most.
Of course, everyone who witnessed him using his Innate strength is dead.
With his talent, Qin Ming has mastered and integrated various martial arts styles. If nothing unexpected happens, he will surely become Master in no time.
The Martial Practitioner Alliance will be in big trouble then!
Of course, most of this information was collected by Ling Yi; the mission information itself wasn't this detailed.
Even the Wu Er Martial Practitioner Alliance had forgotten who Qin Ming was.
A flashy sports car, Jin Se, was parked downstairs at the Dafeng City Martial Practitioner Alliance branch.
The car door opened, and a young man in a suit stepped out.
"What's the point of participating in a lousy Martial Arts Grand Gathering!" His words were full of contempt.
Just then, a slightly hunched figure walked past him.
The man looked very old and thin. He wore a tattered hat, was covered in dirt, and smelled foul.
The young man in the suit fanned his nose in disgust, then kicked the other man, cursing, "Damn it, what bad luck! What disgusting thing dares to wander the streets like that!"
However, the next moment, a soreness rose from the soles of his feet.
It then quickly spread throughout the body.
The young man in the suit tried to move, but found his body incredibly stiff. He couldn't move at all, and even speaking was difficult.
Just then, the hunched old man approached the other person and whispered, "This is the Tang Sect's incurable poison, Ten Thousand Flowers. You should know Ten Thousand Flowers, right?"
"Once you're afflicted by the Ten Thousand Flowers' poison, even Master will die. Do you know why it's called 'Ten Thousand Flowers '?"
The young man in the suit maintained his raised leg position, his eyes filled with anger and terror.
Of course he knew about Ten Thousand Flowers, or rather, very few Martial Practitioner were unaware of Ten Thousand Flowers, as this poison was simply too famous.
But very few people have actually seen Ten Thousand Flowers.
"Once the Ten Thousand Flowers are planted, the body will bloom little by little, like flower petals, with flesh and blood Extraction, leaving only the skeleton."
"Those who have been poisoned by the Ten Thousand Flowers Ten Thousand Flowers also have the poison in their blood; anyone who touches them will die."
"However, I made improvements to the Ten Thousand Flowers."
"Don't worry, your body won't bloom; it will only crumble little by little, starting with your internal organs, then your skin and bones. During this process, your pain Perception will be amplified tenfold."
"At the very last moment, your body will explode, and everyone around you will die just like you. Do you think your parents will be there then?"
The hunched old man's voice was like that of the Nine Nether Hell, making the young man in the suit's scalp tingle.
His eyes were fixed on the hunched old man, as if asking, "Why?"
The hunched old man raised his head and took out a photograph, which showed a family of three.
A woman, embracing her daughter and son, smiled radiantly.