Alienated Martial Arts

The drizzle is bleak and the autumn wind is cold.

There is a mist between heaven and earth.

It seemed to be covered with a dreamlike gauze.

A figure walked silently among the pavilions.

Passing through the increasingly dense rain curtain, we soon reached the depths of the quiet manor.

It was empty except for a thatched cottage.

It looks dull and boring, in sharp contrast to the beautiful scenery in front.

There was a furnace of incense burning in the thatched cottage.

Light green smoke curled up.

And merged silently into the rain curtain.

Apart from this, there is only one futon, located in front of the incense burner.

A woman in green clothes sat cross-legged, closing her eyes and concentrating.

With every breath and breath, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is caused to meander around, and the whole person seems to be completely integrated with the surrounding environment.

If you look from the outside, you can only see smoke, as if she does not exist.

Footsteps approached quickly.

Soon we arrived in front of the thatched cottage.

The woman in green clothes slowly opened her eyes at this moment.

A pair of eyes were as bright as stars, and in an instant it was like a empty room glowing, illuminating the gloom and darkness around them.

"This old slave has met Miss Rong."

The old man in black stopped and bowed outside the door.

"Uncle Qi, my brother is dead."

The woman in green clothes spoke slowly, her tone was calm and there was no emotion at all.

It seemed that what she was talking about was not her brother's life or death at all, but the stormy weather today.

"Master Ming?"

"How can this be!?"

The old man raised his head in shock, as if he didn't believe his ears.

The woman in green said calmly, "Uncle Qi is the only remaining old man around grandpa, and he brought me and Yan Ming up, so there is no need for me to lie to you about this kind of thing."

"Miss Rong, I want to know who dares to attack Master Ming."

A cold light flashed in Qi Bo's eyes.

In an instant, even the rain curtain outside the thatched cottage stopped for an instant.

Yan Rong picked up the tea cup at hand and took a sip, "I also want to know, so I called Uncle Qi over. I am preparing to use your unique spiritual skills to find out the origin of the murderer."

"Miss Rong, do you have any clues?"

"At the last moment of Yan Ming's life, the spirit tree heart that I practiced sensed something, and I got some vague information."

She sipped her tea and said slowly, thoughtfully, "But what I sensed is only the relative direction and distance. The specific situation requires Qi Bo to go there himself to see if he can find more detailed clues."

Qi Bo was silent for a moment, then turned and left, "Old slave, I'm going to investigate right now. I will make sure that the murderer can't escape."

Silence returned again inside and outside the thatched cottage.

Yan Rong slowly closed his eyes.

He formed a seal with his hands in front of his body, and a vertical pupil quietly appeared between his eyebrows, projecting green light like rippling blue waves.

Qi Bo hurried out of the thatched cottage and moved forward quickly along the mountain path.

Anger filled his chest, and his eyes seemed to be blood red.

He took a deep breath, but couldn't control his emotions.

Master Ming is dead.

Master Ming is dead! ?

Hearing the news suddenly, it was like a bolt from the blue to Qi Bo, and he was shaken to the point of losing his mind.

He had watched Yan Ming grow up since he was a child, and had devoted a lot of effort to him. He had already treated him as his grandson and trained him. The relationship between him and Yan Ming could not be described as a master-servant relationship. .

It is no exaggeration to say that in the entire Yan family, not even Yan Ming's parents can match the time and energy he spends with him.

but……

Master Ming is dead.

At the critical moment when the younger generation of the Yan family was about to start the selection process, they lost their lives without any warning.

How not to make him so angry that he almost goes crazy.

Click! ! !

Qi Bo stepped on a fallen branch and stopped at this moment.

The autumn wind is lingering and the rain is like a curtain.

The entire mountain forest is completely covered.

Qi Bo took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Danger warning signs quietly emerged, one after another tugging at the heartstrings.

The center of his eyebrows couldn't stop beating.

His eyes became cold and condensed.

Looking to the side of the quiet mountain forest.

The autumn rain hits the branches and leaves, making a rustling sound.

Everything seems normal.

But in Qi Bo's perception, the dense forest seemed to be shrouded in endless darkness.

It is exuding an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

It was as if there was a terrifying demon hiding inside, and it would reveal its terrifying fangs at him the next moment.

"The old gentleman is on his way in such a hurry. Is there something urgent that needs to be dealt with?"

A voice as gentle as water sounded quietly, flowing beside the mountains and forests.

Qi Bo's face was solemn and his body tensed up little by little.

His pupils shrank slightly, staring at the windless and dense forest on the left.

Clouds follow the dragon, tigers follow the wind.

At this moment, it seemed as if there was really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the forest, and attention had been focused on him.

Suddenly, light footsteps sounded.

A figure slowly walked out of the forest.

Stopped not far away again.

Qi Bo had no expression on his face and looked carefully.

What caught his eye was a young man who looked ordinary and nothing out of the ordinary.

This person has no aura around him.

He didn't even sense the existence of spiritual power from his body.

But facing this young man, Qi Bo felt inexplicably weak, and he faintly smelled the smell of extreme danger.

After a short moment of silence, Qi Bo slowly spoke, "Please forgive me for my blindness, for not recognizing the young master's identity."

"My surname is Wei, and my last name is Tao."

"He is a disciple of the Red Thread Sect, a master of martial arts who is above the Xuan Realm."

Qi Bo was slightly startled after hearing this, and quickly searched his memory, but he had never heard of such a name.

I have never heard of what it means to be above the Xuan Realm and what it means to be a martial arts master.

Wei Tao smiled and let out a long sigh, "The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only dimly lit. Miss Yan Rong doesn't like places where people gather, and she only likes to meditate in such secluded and quiet places, which is quite touching. , and still a little envious.”

After a pause, he continued, "That is, only a powerful person like Miss Yan Rong can free his mind and practice freely and quietly, without having to worry about what to eat for the next meal like other ordinary people all day long. And sad.”

"Who are you!?"

The warning signs in his heart were getting stronger and stronger. Qi Bo let out a heavy breath, and his energy suddenly reached its peak at this moment.

Wei Tao did not answer this question.

Instead, his tone was calm and he said slowly, "The autumn wind is rustling, the cold rain is falling, and the mountains and forests are about to enter silence and wither. This is the cycle of life and death, forming, dwelling, and bad emptiness.

I came here specifically on this trip to help Miss Yan Rong let go of everything and enter reincarnation, so that she can comply with God's will instead of going against it. "

Qi Bo hid his hands in his sleeves and formed two seals like lightning.

The spirit plate placed close to his body also quietly activated, emitting a faint green light.

But on the surface, he just sneered, "Above the profound realm, a martial arts master? It's really ridiculous."

"Who do you think you are? You have the nerve to say that you want to send Miss Rong into reincarnation!?"

"You must know that this is the Chishan Spiritual Realm, and Miss Rong is a spiritualist who broke through the barrier and stepped into the virtual realm. You, a little bastard, dare to say such nonsense. You simply don't know what the word "death" is. written!"

"It seems that the old gentleman has a close relationship with Miss Yan Rong, so I will send you down first, and then let you meet below."

Wei Tao sighed again and took a step forward.

In an instant, strong winds came up and the rain rolled back.

But Qi Bo, who was at the center of the most violent storm, strangely didn't hear a sound.

At this moment, the wind and rain are gone, and the mountains and forests are gone.

There was darkness before his eyes.

As if falling into an endless abyss.

Suddenly, a sharp cry tore through the void.

A divine bird with blazing white flames all over its body appeared in front of him without any warning.

There is darkness surging again and turtles and snakes intertwining.

Ten ferocious bloody lights surrounded it.

The long snake soars into the clouds and rides on the mist, looming.

In an instant, it occupied all his sight.

"What kind of spiritual magic is this!?"

"Why isn't there any spiritual energy fluctuation?"

"It's not a spiritual technique specifically targeting the soul, but it has been affecting my perception, eroding my soul, and I can't even tell where the final attack came from."

"This young man, who is he!?"

Qi Bo was deep in darkness, and his heart suddenly became frightened and confused.

Faced with this situation, all his previous experience against the enemy was of no use. He could only retreat backwards and try to avoid the edge of the opponent's mysterious attack.

Suddenly, without any warning, all the visions quietly disappeared.

There was only one fist left that didn't know where it came from and where it was going.

It expanded rapidly in front of my eyes, and by the time I discovered it, it was already in front of me.

It seemed to be slow but it fell down heavily.

"It turned out to be just one punch?"

Qi Bo felt extremely surprised.

But just when he felt the majestic punch coming, his expression suddenly turned to deathly gray.

Click! ! !

The light released by the spirit plate disintegrated.

It turned into bits and pieces of debris, and then disappeared without a trace.

The killing spirit technique he used was crushed and smashed before it could take shape, and it didn't even have any effect.

Immediately afterwards, the fist came to the top of his head.

"Surprisingly, it was just a punch!"

Qi Bo's eyes were dull and his expression was blank.

He watched helplessly as the fist fell and was imprinted on his Tianling Cap.

Boom! ! !

A thunder suddenly exploded in the forest.

In an instant, the strong wind dispersed and the rain poured down.

There were also exploding blood and flesh, covering a large area of ​​the ground.

Bang!

Wei Tao fell to the ground and crushed the rocks under his feet.

The cracks extended out densely, like a newly woven spider web.

He slowly straightened up, looked down at the broken eye in front of him, and frowned slightly.

"This old man looks so old, but he is still so weak?"

"You can't even take one of my punches. Is this the level of strength of the so-called great spiritual master?"

"Or is it that after I recovered from my injury and the blood network was strengthened again, I somewhat underestimated the power I could unleash?"

Wei Tao thought silently, and picked up the chalcedony that was scattered on the ground. Regardless of the fresh blood stains on it, he began to sink into the spiritual thread to absorb it, regaining the little strength he had consumed due to the full force explosion.

After a while, all the chalcedony turned into ashes and dispersed.

He has also crossed several hills and can see the elegant manor located in the basin between the mountains from a distance.

"It is said that Yan Rong is a virtual realm spiritualist. I hope she is strong enough and won't let me down again."

Wei Tao focused his eyes, his sight penetrated the gradually darkening void, and fell on the thatched cottage deep in the manor. His figure flashed and disappeared silently.

The sky darkens and night falls.

The temperature becomes visibly lower.

The howling wind and rain penetrated into the thatched cottage, changing the shape of the rising green smoke.

Suddenly there was a rumble of thunder.

Awakening Yan Rong from his state of trance.

She slowly got up from the futon, came to the door of the thatched cottage, and looked at the mountains shrouded in darkness in the distance.

"Thunder on an autumn night is somewhat rare."

Yan Rong breathed out a soft breath.

The vertical pupil in the center of his eyebrows kept blinking.

Reflecting the emerald green light.

It seemed that she was completely isolated from the thatched cottage and the rain curtain outside.

It formed an independent space of her own.

"Is this the Heart of the Spiritual Wood?"

At this moment, a curious man's voice suddenly sounded, sounding very interested.

"Who are you?"

Yan Rong slowly turned around and looked to the dark side.

The green light moved accordingly, reflecting a figure standing quietly in the rain.

"I'm here to kill you."

The man's voice sounded again, with a hint of sigh, "Originally, you didn't have to die, but now that the prologue has begun, everything will go in a completely different direction.

After all, this is the Chishan Spiritual Domain. As the saying goes, strike first to gain strength and strike later to suffer disaster. It is best to kill all the high-end combat power of the Yan family before everyone reacts. "

After a pause, he continued, "Of course, you living alone in the mountains also gives us more time and space to be alone, enough for me to do whatever I want to you."

Yan Rong was silent for a moment, with a faint smile on his face, "In the years since I became a great spiritual master, you are the first person to come to me single-handedly and say that you want to kill me.

The key is that you are still so young, so I can't help but make me curious about what kind of life experience gave you the courage to face me. "

Wei Tao smiled back and observed the thatched cottage behind her.

After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, "Since I have mastered my boxing skills, whenever I really have murderous intentions, I rarely miss."

"A master of boxing skills?"

Yan Rong frowned slightly, a flash of light flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud bang.

The ground undulated like water, violently turbulent.

Another green light shines.

It illuminates the vast dark night in front of the thatched cottage.

Almost at the same time, the two of them launched a sneak attack together.

The ground beneath Wei Tao's feet collapsed, and countless green vines swept across it.

The whole body is still surrounded by green light, and rings appear, which will tightly seal and imprison him.

But in front of the thatched cottage, just as Yan Rong was about to take a step forward, the ground beneath his feet also exploded and cracked.

Several ferocious beasts burst out of the ground, opened their mouths like black holes, exposed densely packed sharp fangs, and bit into her like lightning.

"A master of boxing skills?"

"Is this his so-called mastery of boxing skills!?"

"You talk about it, but secretly you use the monster you cultivated to attack me secretly. Do you think you can take my life just like this?"

"It can only be said that he overestimated his ability and underestimated the true strength of the virtual realm spiritualist."

The corners of Yan Rong's eyes twitched slightly, and a bright light suddenly burst out between his hands.

boom!

Several monsters hit it hard, and their bodies shattered into countless small pieces without any warning.

Blood flowed down.

Mixed with rainwater, it quickly dyed a large area of ​​the ground red.

Yan Rong took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Adjusting the slightly chaotic aura after the burst of spiritual power.

At the same time, he was observing the situation on the other side.

When that person appeared just now, she instinctively sensed the danger coming.

Therefore, the preparations had already started when the two of them were talking. What they wanted was to catch them by surprise, to attack them unprepared, and preferably to have the effect of killing them with one blow.

But as the green light fell.

Dense vines surrounded and killed them.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a little regretful.

It seems that the killer should not be killed, but the other person should be spared his life, so that we can find out what kind of mastermind is hidden behind him.

Suddenly, without warning, there was a soft click.

It came from the depths of the cage-like green vines.

Yan Rong frowned slightly and slowly exhaled a breath.

Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous clicking sound.

In an instant, the vines were broken, the green ring was shattered, and everything was wiped out in front of that raised fist.

"Since the mastery of boxing skills..."

Unknowingly, these words flashed through Yan Rong's mind again.

But at this moment, she no longer had the suspicion and contempt she had before, but was replaced by deep solemnity and tremendous pressure.

"If it was the power of a virtual realm spiritualist just now, I would be a little disappointed."

Wei Tao withdrew his fist and said slowly and calmly, "If this continues, Miss Yan Rong should be able to go down and meet her brother soon."

As the voice fell, he moved his toes slightly, about to take a step forward.

But it stopped at the last moment without warning.

He slowly turned his head and looked towards the dark night.

There was some inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

"Void Messenger?"

He sighed softly, his tone full of surprise.