Above the Immortal Cultivation

For the next half month, Wang Lu stayed in the attic, either practicing or studying the Taoist Amulet.

The carefree days made him feel relaxed and at ease, but at the same time he was also secretly vigilant:

He still couldn't figure out what the relationship was between the Kong family and the mysterious organization. What was the significance of the mysterious organization letting him serve as the leader of the attack department?

The Kong Mansion has set up a large spirit gathering formation. The richness of the spiritual energy is one level lower than that of the Dream Sect, but it is second to none in the Bloody Battle City.

During this period, Xie Ming talked to him about some affairs regarding the attack on the Ministry. Wang Lu supported it without hesitation. He had to agree. The other party had already made arrangements. He was just a complete puppet master.

Thinking of the puppets, I wonder how Xu Kui is doing in the Dream Sect now. He must have become a genuine Golden Core monk long ago.

Similarly, Chen Ya'er's jade-like face appeared in front of her eyes, as well as Huang Yan and He Chan. Among the original five, he was probably the only one who had not yet condensed the golden elixir.

In fact, in the past half month, every move about Wang Lu had been sent to Lu Fenyi in detail.

She was secretly observing, and if there was anything suspicious about Wang Lu, she would arrest him with thunderous force, torture him, and interrogate him severely.

But Wang Lu would not go out without taking a step forward all day long, which dissipated a lot of her suspicions.

In this case, it is time to take the first step.

One day, while meditating, there was a knock on the door.

Wang Lu stood up and waved with one hand. The door opened and Xie Ming walked in with a smile on his face.

"It's polite to attack the master. There is something very difficult now, and I need to discuss it with you."

Xie Ming spoke urgently.

"Oh, even fellow Taoists think it's not simple. It seems that this matter is not trivial. Please explain."

Wang Lu suddenly became interested. Staying in this place was like being locked in a birdcage. His freedom was not restricted, but it made him feel uncomfortable.

After Xie Ming sat down, he said in detail: "More than ten years ago, a Tianlinggen disciple of the Confucius family went out for training and was killed in the wilderness. The head of the family was furious and ordered the raiding party to arrest the murderer. After more than ten years of investigation, The murderer was finally captured some time ago. However, when we searched for his soul, a very clever restriction was placed on his soul that even the head of the family could not break. At the same time, the murderer threatened, "It's best to Let him go, otherwise, his sect will raze the Confucius mansion to the ground, and he also threatened that if there is a monk of the same level in the Confucius family who can surpass him, he will tell the whole story. "

After listening, Wang Lu said angrily: "It's so audacious. The prisoner is still so arrogant. It seems that the other party has a lot of background. Have you found out the origin and background of this person? Also, since the sect behind him can search this far, then It shows that there are any obvious signs on his body that can lead his sect to follow him."

Xie Ming didn't expect Wang Lu to be able to grasp the key to the problem in such a short period of time. He reacted so quickly. He was a little surprised in his heart, but praised: "The attack master's analysis is very reasonable. We have checked it in detail. This person It is very likely that he is a core disciple of a certain major sect. His bone age is less than thirty years old. He is a person with Tianlingmu Spiritual Root. He has the foundation-building Dzogchen cultivation. His methods are sharp and extremely cunning. He almost made him lose from me and Kong Hua. If we escape from Yu Longhua's hands, if there are only two of us, he will definitely escape."

After speaking, he glanced at Wang Lu intentionally or unintentionally.

He knew very well that there was no second in Wen Wu and no second in martial arts. Monks in the same realm, such as Wang Lu and the captured monks, were both arrogant and arrogant people. Both of them were good at fighting and brave men across all realms. A fight between dragons and tigers is inevitable.

As expected, Wang Lu said seriously: "I am really interested in playing with someone who can escape from the three Taoist friends. As for this person, I believe that with the restrictions imposed by our Kong family, no matter what happens to him, Whatever marks there are can be cut off."

Hearing this, Xie Ming nodded happily.

Wang Lu continued: "Please tell my Taoist friend the place where this person is imprisoned. I will go and meet him right away. If he dares to laugh at the fact that there is no one in our Kong family, he is about to ride on his head and go wild. I will let him know clearly." Understand the real reason why the Kong family ranks among the top ten families in Bloody Battle City."

"Haha, if the attack master says this, then I can rest assured. In my opinion, in the Kong family, only the attack master can defeat this person."

When Xie Ming heard that Wang Lu was going to the meeting alone, he was busy flattering him.

"I also asked fellow Taoist to lead the way. I want him to know why the flowers are so red."

Wang Lu understood that probably no one in the entire Kong family knew about the relationship between the Kong family and the mysterious organization, except for the palace owner Lu Fenyi.

And this person was most likely not the murderer of their talented disciple of the Kong family as Xie Ming said, but had another reason, and even Xie Ming was kept in the dark.

However, what surprised Wang Lu was that the place of detention was not in Kong Mansion, but in a crowded spirit animal shop on North Street.

The two of them wore black cloaks. After Xie Ming proposed a VIP room, the waiter led them to a corner room on the second floor.

The wing is neither big nor small, with cigarette smoke lingering in it.

Xie Ming fired a magic spell, and a forbidden moment covered the room. Then, Xie Ming slapped the wall, and a door appeared. Wang Lu followed Xie Ming and stepped into the door.

The world was spinning, and in a daze, they came to an underground hall.

The hall was brightly lit, and four monks in the late stage of foundation building were guarding the entrances of the tunnels on the left and right sides of the hall. Seeing Xie Ming's arrival, they immediately stood upright and said hello to him.

Xie Ming nodded slightly and walked straight towards the arched passage on the left.

To the left and right of the passage are sealed stone chambers. Each chamber is engraved with powerful restrictions and holds different monks.

Wang Lu sensed that these imprisoned monks ranged from the foundation building stage to the golden elixir stage, and they were restrained. They could only use a little magic power to resist the cold and heat, and maintain their destiny where they didn't know where to go.

The passage is very long, and hundreds of monks are imprisoned. Among them are men and women, old and young. Some are unruly, cursing and chattering. Due to the existence of restrictions, no sound can be heard; some are dejected and sighing secretly; some have silent eyes. Some are determined; some are sad and on the verge of tears, with different behaviors and expressions.

The two of them walked to the last stone room facing the passage. A young and handsome monk with clear features was lying leisurely on the stone bed with his eyes slightly closed and his legs bent.

Xie Ming took out a small black token and typed a few spells on it. The door of the stone chamber quietly opened and he walked in.

The young monk seemed to have not seen the two of them and was still lying leisurely minding his own business.

It wasn't that Xie Ming didn't want to place a ban on him, but that his soul had been protected by a special magical power, so he had no choice but to confiscate his storage bag.

Seeing this, Xie Ming said rudely: "This is my Taoist friend Chen Yongchen, the peerless genius of the Kong family. Huh, you have spoken true to your words before. If you don't have the guts, just kneel down and beg for mercy. Otherwise, we don't need to search." Soul or something like that, it will directly destroy your soul and your life and death."

Hearing this, the young monk seemed to be interested. He sat up and looked Wang Lu up and down. Seeing that Wang Lu was more than a hundred years old, he shook his head and sneered: "Haha, you Kong family's foundation generation are all local chickens. A tile dog is vulnerable to a single blow. Kong Hua, who is in the golden elixir stage, is pretty decent, but he is just a dwarf with the head of a chicken and the tail of a phoenix. "

"Haha, although I'm over a hundred years old, I'm still in the same state of foundation-building Dzogchen as fellow Taoist. If fellow Taoist can beat me, I can make the decision and let you go."

Although Wang Lu was not from the Kong family, the fact that this man was so mocking and thought he was the best in the world really made him furious.

Not only did he want to clear his name, but he also wanted to vent bad anger on the Kong family.