After this small encounter, not only Situ Yuan, but also other warriors from Zhenling Division also realized the seriousness of the situation, and their mood became depressed, as if there was a big stone weighing on their hearts.

They originally thought that even if there would be some resistance to counterinsurgency this time, it would still be a near miss.

However, reality gave them a blow!

Even though Anle suppressed a dozen refugees with one palm, looking very relaxed, you must know that he is a strong man in the fifth realm!

Such characters are rare in the entire Zhenling Division.

If these warriors had not encountered Anle to help them today, they would have paid a very heavy price. The previous batch of warriors who asked for help were bloody examples.

In the heavy atmosphere, Ye Ling'er quietly tugged at the corner of Anle's clothes and hesitated to speak.

Soon, Anle took her to a quiet place and asked softly.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?"

Ye Ling'er's expression was very serious, and she said with some uncertainty: "Where have I heard of this human-immortal method?"

"Um?"

Anle's eyes flashed, and she felt a little surprised.

Out of protection for his senior sister, he did not inform him in advance of the information he obtained during the deduction, but then Anle remembered that Ye Ling'er had lived in Taixu Palace much longer than he had, except as a Taotie.

On top of that, he is an extremely orthodox cultivator of immortality. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, he naturally knows many secrets that he does not know.

Ye Ling'er thought hard for a while, and then said: "By the way! Master once said that there is a technique created by evil cultivators called Corpse Transformation Technique, which can transform mortals into living corpses."

"The characteristics of living corpses are very similar to those of refugees who have practiced human immortality."

"He is extremely powerful, fearless of death, and can be infected with corpse poison from his wounds."

Hearing this, Anle narrowed his eyes: "Corpse Transformation Technique?"

"In other words, this matter has something to do with the immortal cultivators?"

This was a direction he had never imagined before.

After learning about the strange existence of the "Human Immortal Law", Anle had already searched for its source in deductions, but had never made any substantial progress.

He originally thought that this was some kind of ancient and evil belief, or the influence of some kind of magical object from heaven and earth, but he never expected that he would learn this information from his senior sister.

Ye Ling'er paused and continued: "Under the rule of Taixu Palace, similar turmoil seemed to have occurred, but after being noticed by the monks, they were quickly suppressed and calmed down without causing too much trouble."

"It turns out something like this has happened before."

Anle touched his chin and thought silently.

He was not surprised that Taixu Palace could quickly suppress this kind of disturbance.

Although immortal cultivators and warriors have many things in common, they also have considerable differences.

Like the living corpses transformed by refugees, they are very difficult for warriors. Once they fight at close range, they will be in danger if they are not careful.

But among immortal cultivators, there are countless spells and magic formations that can deal with such stupid and reckless enemies.

If the god-transformation monk takes action, a large-scale spell can destroy a large number of living corpses, and there may be a way to restrain the corpse-transformation technique.

This is not to say that the strength of warriors is inferior to those of cultivators, but in terms of the diversity of methods, the latter are superior.

"Who on earth spread this evil method to the Great Tai Dynasty?"

After thinking about it, Anle suddenly came up with a guess: "Could it be that Taixu Palace provoked civil strife in the Tai Dynasty in order to calm down the war as soon as possible, so..."

He felt a little cold in his heart.

I have to say that this conjecture is indeed possible.

War is cruel, and it is not surprising that some despicable means are used in order to achieve victory.

However, without sufficient evidence, speculations are just conjectures.

An Le couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and was about to return to the camp when several unkind and angry shouts were heard not far away.

"Who tied them up? Let them go!"

"Jade-faced scholar Lu Bin?"

"Haha, do you listen to me or him?"

An Le and Ye Ling'er walked back to the camp and saw a shining bald head.

This man was born with a ferocious look. He was wearing heavy armor that looked like a fortress, and there was a strong blood energy in the armor. You could tell at a glance that he was someone who had experienced battles for a long time.

The bald man's name was Tu Yuanwu, who was also a Qianhu from Zhenlingsi, Qingzhou.

Although Anle had met him a few times, their relationship was very distant. She had also heard that the other party had expressed his displeasure towards him in private.

Seeing An Le walking over, Tu Yuanwu glared rudely.

"Lu Baihu, why do you tie up my people?"

Tu Yuanwu was a man of great loyalty and treated the warriors under him as brothers. At this time, he thought that Anle was bullying others, so he naturally had a bad look on his face.

An Ledandan said: "They have been infected with corpse poison. If they are not strictly monitored, they will only kill more people."

"Corpse poison? What corpse poison?"

Tu Yuanwu frowned, and immediately a warrior came to him and explained a few words.

But after listening, Tu Yuanwu sneered: "Absurd! It's simply nonsense!"

"I've never heard of those refugees having such abilities. Lu Bin, why don't you come up with a better excuse?"

In fact, he had long disliked the jade-faced scholar.

She has thin skin and tender flesh, and looks like a little girl. She doesn't look like a warrior at all. She is always timid in doing things, which is very unpleasant.

Tu Yuanwu hates peace, and there is a more important reason - he had the opportunity to become the seed of the divine general of Qingzhou Zhenling Division, and he had a very good relationship with Tie Lao, but he never expected that a man who had just joined Zhenling Division not long ago

The newcomer was actually taken aback by Tie Lao and was given a fragment of the God General's armor.

How could Tu Yuanwu not feel resentful when such a great opportunity was taken away?

It is normal to show this attitude now.

Hearing Tu Yuanwu's words, Anle's expression did not change, he cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave first."

After that, he took Situ Yuan and several warriors under him and left together.

Before leaving, Anle looked at Tu Yuanwu's other men with pity.

Seeing his reaction, Tu Yuanwu's heart skipped a beat, and he had an ominous premonition.

At this time, the warrior next to him asked carefully: "Master Tu, what should we do? Do we still need to tie them up?"

Tu Yuanwu actually believed An Le's words to a certain extent, but he just said those words, and now he tied up these three people, wouldn't it be a slap in his face?

He had no choice but to say bluntly: "Let them go, but keep a close eye on them."

With him guarding here, nothing big should happen.

****

"Brother Lu, that bald head is so disgusting!"

Situ Yuan walked beside An Le and said angrily: "We are so kind to help, but we don't show any kindness at all. It's really a fool's embarrassment for our kindness."

Anle didn't take it seriously and didn't take this little thing to heart at all. He asked.

"Did the one-armed man from before find out anything?"

Another warrior next to Situ Yuan looked helpless: "He is not afraid of pain at all. Even if he is tortured, nothing will come out."

Anle had expected this, and just said: "Report all the information you collected and let me interrogate him."

Soon, he was brought to the side of the big man.

The one-armed man had a piece of rag stuffed in his mouth, and his whole body was tied up with several thick iron chains. His skin was torn and there were several horrific scars on his body, like marks left by torture, but his

There was no pain on his face, only contempt and hatred.

"You all, please step back."

Anle gave orders to the surrounding warriors, and they naturally followed them.

As soon as he took the piece of rag out of the big man's mouth, he started to curse loudly: "Damn you dog officer! I'm not as good as a pig or a dog..."

Before the big man could finish his dirty words, Anle glanced at him coldly.

The man who had been indifferent to various cruel tortures before suddenly trembled in his heart, and his stiff body felt inexplicably cold, but he still said with a stiff neck.

"Guan Gu, I've fallen into your hands this time. Instead of whining, it's better to give me a good time."

After saying that, the big man raised his head and pursed his lips, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

Anle stared at him seriously: "You'd better not force me."

The one-armed man just sneered: "Hey, if you have any means, just use it! When I go to the fairy world after death, I will pay you back tenfold!"

Anle sighed softly and closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had become pitch black, with boundless depth hidden within them.
To be continued...