Alienated Martial Arts

The sun shines through the clouds and reflects on the earth.

Gives everything a light golden touch.

Even the flowing blood turned into a dazzling golden red.

Click!

A head fell to the ground, splashing with a large cloud of blood, and rolled to the side.

Wei Tao took a step forward, and suddenly his eyes were empty.

Without the screams and madness of the Spiritual Cultists, he was the only one facing the empty long street.

And behind it, there is a bloody road that is impossible to look straight at.

A breeze blew by, and a strong fishy-sweet smell hit his face, as if he was in an endless bloody hell, with broken limbs and broken arms mixed together everywhere.

Wei Tao slowly exhaled a breath.

I closed my eyes little by little.

He didn't count how many people he had just killed.

There seems to be no need to calculate.

More importantly, those who gathered may no longer be called human beings.

They are not afraid of life or death, they are not afraid of injury, and they have no proper fear.

They were like activated killing machines, their eyes flashing with wild light like wild beasts, and they charged forward one after another, wrapped in red blood mist.

The few masters hidden in the crowd even caused him a certain degree of trouble, adding several new scars to his body.

Time passed little by little.

The sun was setting in the west.

Dark clouds gradually gathered and covered the sky.

It brought a moist mountain wind, howling across the entire Cangyuan inner city.

Not long after, heavy rain fell.

The thick blood stains on the ground were washed away, leaving only the whitened corpses, which were buried in the newly dug pit.

The Hong Family Mansion.

Wei Tao strolled in the rain.

Listening to the sound of rain falling, my thoughts gradually drifted into the distance.

"God's will appears, and the world is in chaos."

"Emperor Wu said this a hundred years ago, but it turned out to be a prophecy. The whole world became increasingly chaotic as the divine will appeared."

"Two hundred years ago, the Xuanwu Imperial Master, and the Great Zhou Wu Emperor a hundred years ago, with their level of strength that dominated the whole world, they ordered the martial arts masters, gathered together a cloud of masters, and delayed the chaos for two hundred years.

It's a pity that manpower is limited, and the changes in the world are almost endless. Even if you are as talented as the national master Wu Emperor, you can only delay it with all your efforts, but you can't stop the arrival of the great trend. "

Wei Tao sighed deeply and turned his thoughts back to his own practice.

The harmony between heaven and man, the master of martial arts.

Above the Yang Pole, lies the true spirit and magic.

Now, he has already firmly entered the Yangji Profound Realm.

From the Southern Border to the Northern Wilderness, from the West Pole to the East China Sea, he is worthy of standing at the pinnacle of many warriors.

At this moment, what Wei Tao wanted to know most was what was above the Xuan Realm.

How can we solve the problems faced by the True Spirit and Soul?

Quietly, the method of refining the gods obtained from the mysterious voice emerged in my heart.

Wei Tao thought about the deduction over and over again, but finally put it aside.

If it were just other skills, he might have already learned it and put it into the status bar to practice hard.

Pushing them all the way to the top where there is no way forward, giving them a bit of a shock of refining Qi to transform into gods, and practicing gods to return to emptiness.

But this secret method of unknown origin pointed directly at the true soul, but it made him extremely vigilant, and he has been unable to make up his mind.

Well, in addition to this method of refining gods, there is another way to study it in depth.

It's a pity that the mantis had murderous intentions and was hunted and devoured by him at the last moment. No more secrets about Xi Mu could be found out from its mouth.

Otherwise, he possesses the magical power of Xi Mu, and he only needs to copy it and follow Xi Mu's path. How could he be so entangled and hesitant?

Wei Tao walked casually along the path of Hongfu Garden.

Taking one step forward, he entered a pavilion.

Then when he took the second step, his whole body suddenly became lighter and disappeared directly into the depths of the dark rainy night.

A little further away, Hong Sheng came in the rain, ready to ask for instructions on what dishes to make for late-night snacks and what kind of drinks to prepare.

He stopped at the entrance of the garden, as if he didn't believe his eyes, watching Wei Tao step into the pavilion, and then disappear without warning. He slowed and slowed but couldn't calm down.

"What did Mr. Wei say?"

Suddenly, a very low voice sounded, awakening Hong Sheng from his daze.

The head of the Hong family couldn't wait for a long time, so he ran from the kitchen to the garden himself to ask what was going on.

Hong Sheng blinked and bit his lip again, "Father, Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei..."

"What's wrong, Mr. Wei?"

The head of the Hong family asked eagerly.

Hong Sheng said, "Master Wei, he is done."

The head of the Hong family raised his hand to strike, but in the end he just sighed, "Why don't you speak human words? What has become of Mr. Wei?"

Hong Sheng turned to look at his father and murmured to himself like he was dreaming.

"Master Wei, you have become an immortal."

"Just now he was among the flowers. He took one step into the pavilion, took another step out, and then disappeared without a trace."

"If it hadn't been for the rainy night, I wouldn't have known how to explain the scene I just witnessed."

Having said this, Hong Sheng bit his lip again.

It wasn't until the pain hit him, and his mouth was filled with the taste of blood, that he sighed quietly and continued, "Since I can feel the pain, I'm not dreaming, so I'm afraid Mr. Wei really did it."

The happy mother's lair, the dark stone palace.

Wei Tao slowly opened his eyes, stared at the familiar scene in front of him, and sat down on his favorite square stone.

The vague sense of prying eyes has indeed disappeared.

But the headache became more and more serious, and even began to affect his Qingming.

"According to what the praying mantis said, Ximu used the spider web to leave her own mark on different worlds, and used this method to strengthen and improve her true spiritual body, trying to find a path to transcendence and eternity.

To a certain extent, the path it takes can be considered to be related to Void Zongheng, at least somewhat similar. "

"But this is not the point. The real point lies in the method used by Xi Mu to strengthen the true soul.

If it can be learned and mastered by me, it will be able to break the constraints of oppression we face today and push martial arts practice to a whole new level. "

"So, how exactly does it do that?"

Wei Tao thought silently, slowly stood up from the stone bench, and walked slowly in Ximu's lair.

At this moment, he inexplicably missed the green mantis.

It taught him how to navigate those dark passages and told him a lot about them.

From this aspect, he must accept it.

It's a pity that at the end, I don't know what he said wrongly, which caused him to become murderous without any warning, and wanted to throw him into the dark passage to fend for himself. In the end, he was torn apart and eaten, leaving no bones left. tragic ending.

Wei Tao couldn't help but sigh secretly when he thought of this.

If he could turn back time, he might have spared it.

At least I won't eat it all, even if there is only one head left, I can continue to communicate.

Suddenly, Wei Tao stopped beside a scorched black mark.

His eyes flickered, with a slightly doubtful look on his face, and he stared motionlessly at the looming white light inside.

If he saw it correctly, compared with the last time he observed it, the light covered by black ash seemed to have become much lighter.

If this trend continues, the light will most likely disappear the next time he returns to Ximu's lair.

Then, this scorched black mark may have fallen into silence like other areas.

Wei Tao clearly remembered that when he first entered Ximu's lair, there were thirteen black marks in total, eight of which had become silent and dead, and only five of them had a faint white light shining under the ashes.

A faint chanting sound can be heard coming from the other side of the white light.

According to what Qing Mantis said, each ray of white light corresponds to the spider web made by Xi Mu.

Connecting to the world it once visited.

And there must be something that attracts Xi Mu.

As for the scorched black traces where the white light disappeared, it means that Xi Mu has severed contact with it.

Sometimes it takes the initiative.

Others should be that the mark has been completely destroyed, making it no longer possible to connect to this place.

Wei Tao slowly gathered his thoughts, and then focused on the scorched black marks.

Observe carefully the faint white light covered by the mask, and fully feel the faint breath escaping from it.

The next moment, he frowned slightly.

I heard the pious chanting and praying again, and it was conveyed from inside.

He listened intently, but it was difficult to distinguish clearly what this intermittent chanting, full of disturbing impurities, was saying.

I don’t know how long it will take.

He stood silently and solemnly in a corner of Ximu's lair, as if he had turned into a human sculpture.

The white light continues to fade, and it may not take too long before it disappears without a trace.

But correspondingly, the vague call to prayer became clearer than before.

"Yiwei is at home, and the octopuses are at home; in the town's deer farm, the night is shining brightly..."

The weeping song sounded at this moment.

It was mixed with the call for prayer and reached his ears at the same time.

Uh-huh! ! !

A strand of spider silk protruded from the fingertips.

Silently, it disappeared into the scorched black marks, clinging to the faint white light.

Time passed little by little.

Wei Tao took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

The center of his eyebrows was beating brightly, and a light that may or may not exist quietly lit up.

It complements the faint white light under the ashes, as if blending into one.

He was silent for a long time, with a look of surprise on his face.

"The void is everywhere."

"It turns out that this is the real use of Void Zongheng."

"It is indeed somewhat similar to Xi Mu's method of spinning silk and making webs to leave marks, but it is more mysterious and mysterious, perhaps more than a level higher."

"Then, let me take a look at what Xi's mother left here."

boom!

Wei Tao's eyes suddenly blurred.

The ashes were scattered, and at this moment, they seemed to turn into dense ink-colored star sand in the dark passage.

And that looming white light also turned into a crystal clear spider web at this time.

It was just like when he first came to the entrance of Ximu's lair, but this time he was standing inside, looking at the dark passage that appeared in front of him.

Instead of being in the dark passage, he was observing the scene in the Pansi Cave through the spider web.

……………………

Although it was summer, the late night in Beihuang was still a bit cold.

The wind blows from the ice sea, carrying a damp and cold breath that lingers in the night sky.

If it encounters the warm current from the south, it will rain heavily, covering the whole world.

More than a dozen tents formed a circle, standing firm despite the wind and rain.

Dim yellow lights shine through the cracks in the door curtain, reflecting the ground into ever-changing light and shadow.

In the central golden tent, a tall man sat cross-legged.

On the table in front of him, there was a large serrated knife, which was wrapped with the aura of blood that seemed to be irreversible.

At the top of the hilt is a ferocious ghost head, with green eyes that seem to come alive, blinking under the light.

The tall man was expressionless and motionless.

Although he kept his eyes closed, a cold oppressive aura filled the entire tent.

It was as if a violent and ferocious beast was lying here, leaving the two women accompanying him in silence.

On the ground not far away, the corpses were piled randomly in one place, which heightened the terrifying atmosphere in the tent to its peak.

Suddenly, light footsteps came and quickly stopped outside the door.

The curtain of the big tent was opened.

The cold wind came in carrying the cold rain, blowing the lights burning in the tent flickering.

A tall woman came in.

However, when she came to the man, she could only look up to see clearly the face covered with ferocious scars.

The woman took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, taking the opportunity to calm her somewhat fluctuating mood.

The tall man lowered his head and glanced at her.

At this moment, the tall woman felt that her heart was being grasped so hard that her breathing suddenly stopped.

A sense of life-level oppression appeared in her heart.

Subconsciously, she took a few steps back.

For no other reason, I just hope that I can stay a little further away from him.

Even though she was a goddess who carried the thoughts of a spiritual god, she could not suppress the fear rising from the bottom of her heart when facing this terrifying body.

"That little guy wasn't very likeable last time."

He stretched out his hand to hold down the serrated sword, with a stiff smile on his face, "I hope you can correct your position and not be as arrogant and stupid as him."

"If the spirit god can come here in person, I will naturally keep a low profile and give the senior Earth Immortal the face he deserves. But it seems that he may not be able to make the trip, so he can only communicate with me in this way."

"What's more, you are just dogs raised by the spirit god. Perhaps you are not even as good as a dog. You do not have the status to talk to me on an equal footing."

Being stared at by those eyes without any emotion, the tall woman shuddered, and immediately knelt down with her hands on her forehead, her posture was extremely low and respectful.

"kindness?"

A flash of light flashed in the man's eyes, and he slowly stretched his hand forward.

The tall woman's body trembled and she suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of fear and confusion.

Bang!

Her body exploded.

It turned into a surging blood mist, covering the entire tent space.

"I see."

The man was thoughtful and waited quietly.

In silence, everything in the tent became a bit unreal.

He closed his eyes and slowly opened them.

In front of you is an elegant garden full of flowers and green grass.

And in the pavilion in the middle of the garden, a figure in a snow-white gown sat.

"Gaizang has met the Spiritual God and thanked the Spiritual God for helping me get out of trouble."

The tall man walked slowly, stopped outside the pavilion, and bowed respectfully.

"Mr. Gai, you can call me Ling Zhenzi."

"Also, I am not a spiritual god. I am the Son of God who carried the spiritual god's thoughts earlier. Now I am trapped in the last step and have been unable to move forward."

Facing Gaizang's somewhat puzzled gaze, Ling Zhenzi sighed lowly, "As early as a century ago, I had already touched the chance of becoming an immortal, but when I got closer to the doorstep, I felt extremely sad. I am too afraid to really take this step.”

"So, Senior Ling Zhenzi is willing to be trapped here, rather than being unable to take the final step."

"Yes."

The illusory figure in the pavilion said slowly, "What I'm worried about is that if I take that last step, it will also be my last step."

After a pause, he continued, "This time I will spend a lot of money to meet you, and I can even go one step further to help you become a great witch. I only hope you can do one thing for me."

Gaizang said, "Senior Ling Zhenzi, please tell me what the specific matter is."

"I want you to find a person with Xuanwu Suzaku, Ghost Che Tan Snake and other mysterious thoughts, and then take him down and deliver him to me."

Ling Zhenzi said slowly, stretched out his hand and pointed lightly in front of him.

Gaizang couldn't help but narrow his eyes and stared at the mass of flesh and blood that was still rolling and surging.

You can also feel the vague power of annihilation and nothingness, which is constantly overflowing from the edge of this mass of flesh and blood.

"This is the essence of teacher's flesh and blood."

He took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became extremely fanatical.

"Not long ago, late at night, the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty broke into the Xuanbing Sea and beat the teacher who had been sealed off to death. Even the corpse disappeared without a trace. Unexpectedly, a piece fell into the hands of senior Ling Zhenzi. ."

"Not one piece, but two pieces."

"Originally, I planned to give the other piece to the Northern Wilderness King, but unfortunately he left the golden tent and disappeared. He may have died in your far north ice field."

Ling Zhenzi sighed, "I have recently gained an in-depth understanding of the secrets related to Xuan Binghai. With Mr. Gaizang's level of strength and the bloodline inheritance of the great witch, as long as I integrate the essence of two pieces of flesh and blood into my body, there will be There is no small opportunity to take a step further and become a new generation of great witches."

"And since the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is no longer here, you can rest assured and go all the way south to complete what I asked you to do.

When it is done, the second piece of Great Witch's flesh and blood will also be in Mr. Gaizang's pocket, so I hope everything goes smoothly and achieves the goals we each seek. "