Devil Seeds

"Damn it, this old Taoist is really a little way... He even made a breakthrough at a critical moment. In this way, if I want to join the Wudang faction, I will definitely conflict with him. Not only are the previously created characters completely destroyed, but also It may be labeled as a magician again, which is not conducive to the advancement of future plans." Li Xingzhou already wanted to give up.

After all, becoming the master of Wudang is not the only way to whitewash.

At Zhang Sanfeng's invitation, Li Xingzhou enters the Hall of True Martial Arts with him, and the two sit opposite each other and drink tea, discussing the mysteries of the great master under the statue of the god of heaven.

Three hours later, Li Xingzhou bid farewell to Zhang Sanfeng and went to Dalin Temple.

Another two hours later, Li Xingzhou went to the helm of the beggar gang.

"Breakthroughs happened one after another. The martial arts forces that have the ability to carry and hide my blood demon palace and complete my third step plan have all started to have great masters. What's going on? Could it be my talent? Not as good as these natives?"

"After all, I have ancient supernatural powers as a reference...they rely on their own breakthroughs, and they are even better than me..." Li Xingzhou was a little bit autistic at this time.

"The Grand Master is no longer able to seize the absolute leading position, then I will become the Supreme Grand Master. With the head of the ancient supernatural power, I can find the direction of the Supreme Grand Master."

"I don't believe it. When I reach the Supreme Grand Master, there will still be so many people out there who can compete with me, on the same level." Li Xingzhou felt ruthless in his heart.

At this time, in the land of the collapsed snowfield of Ju Tuo Mountain, a large number of Jin Yiwei and Dongchang Fanzi gathered nearby, and they were suppressed by the palm left by Li Xingzhou, not daring to approach the place where Liang Jiawei was buried.

Amidst the noise, a majestic middle-aged man in a python robe landed on the ground stepping on the strong wind.

With a sneer, he raised his fist and greeted Li Xingzhou with the palm left by him.

Two strong men at the Grandmaster level fought against each other after a while, fists collided with palms, the majestic middle-aged man took three steps back, his complexion turned purple.

And the palm left by Li Xingzhou at the foot of Ju Tuo Mountain completely dissipated.

"There's something down there, send someone to dig it out." The majestic middle-aged man ordered those Jin Yiwei and Dongchang Fanzi.

"Yes! My lord!" Everyone said respectfully.

A large number of manpower has been transferred, and the martial artist who has practiced hard to dig is no slower than the excavator, and the progress is even faster because the manpower is more flexible.

Soon, the heavy snow was dug nearly 100 meters deep.

A frozen person was lifted out from the depths of the snow.

"Report to the lord! The person has been dug out, it is a young man, and the people at the household registration office are already checking his identity." A Jin Yiwei said to the middle-aged man in the boa robe.

The middle-aged man nodded, and then flew straight to land in front of the frozen Liang Jiawei.

Put your hand on Liang Jiawei's heart.

"He's still alive... This kid has a lot of life, and his skill is not weak. He caught it all in one go... If I come one day later, he will be dead." The middle-aged man said.

Then the energy in his hand changed, and a warm, burning energy poured towards Liang Jiawei.

The stiffness on Liang Jiawei's body surface began to slowly dissipate.

It's just that the coldness in the body is stagnant, but it still needs to be recuperated slowly.

"Sending him to the barracks for a better life, he can be deliberately suppressed by a great master. He may know something." The middle-aged man said.

After he finished speaking, Jin Yiwei, who was in charge of checking his identity before, rushed over and half-kneeled on the ground to report: "I tell the lord, his identity has been found out. His name is Liang Jiawei, and he is the apprentice of Liu Changren sent by Qi Qiong."

"Qiqiong sect?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised, as if he had never heard of this sect.

Jin Yiwei said: "My lord! The Qiqiong faction is a small mountain faction, and there are only these two people in its lineage. It is impossible to test whether there is any origin. But Liu Changren... According to the investigation, he has the experience of practicing martial arts in Wudang martial arts hall, so he is barely a Wudang foreigner." Disciple."

The middle-aged man turned the jade finger in his hand, his eyes were deep: "Wudang...!"

After another hour, Liang Jiawei finally woke up slowly after being poured two bowls of ginseng soup.

He seemed to want to move his body, but found that his limbs didn't listen at all.

The true energy that was originally hovering in the dantian could not be sensed at all, like a punctured balloon, missing all its energy.

"Don't move, your body is still recovering, your limbs are severely frostbitten, your meridians are all blocked, and you can't move for the time being. As for your true energy... it was abolished by this king! You buried it under the snow mountain. For a long time, it was only because of your true qi that you fished that you didn't die. But also because of this, your true qi was contaminated with too much cold air, which has become the chief culprit of the cold stagnation in your body and serious injuries that are hard to heal. That's why I opened the dantian for you, venting your true energy, in order to save your life." A middle-aged man in a python robe was sitting on a chair beside him, holding a book in his hand, and was flipping through it. , using a very flat tone, described the situation Liang Jiawei was facing at this time.

Liang Jiawei looked gloomy, and looked at the dome of the tent with a dull expression, as if there were infinite mysteries in the decorative patterns.

"Is this discouraging?"

"You are only eighteen years old...I don't know if there were eighteen-year-old grandmasters, and how many there were. But nowadays, they are very rare."

"The dantian is broken, you can still practice external skills, and there are many magical skills that can heal your injuries." The middle-aged man did not rush to ask questions, but enlightened and comforted Liang Jiawei.

It's just that Liang Jiawei closed his eyes, as if he didn't intend to speak, nor did he intend to answer any questions.

"If you don't tell me... the king can guess it. You have hunted down the ancient supernatural powers. Your master Liu Changren shot you in order to monopolize the benefits and also to hide his whereabouts, right?" the prince said in a more understated tone. .

Liang Jiawei opened his eyes and said hoarsely, "He...is not my master!"

"There are various methods of changing appearance in the Jianghu. He must be a demon, pretending to be a master. That's why..."

The prince laughed loudly: "Do you believe what you say?"

"Who can pretend to be the master of a young grandmaster? And... those warriors who can become grandmasters, how many people are willing to pretend to be others? Besides, Liu Changren is not a fairy god, how could he pretend to be so long ago, Just to rob ancient magical powers?"

"For the sake of profit, masters and apprentices kill each other... This is the norm in the world. It's not unusual for you here..."

"It's your luck that you survived. But... this kind of luck doesn't happen too many times. Next time, don't be so stupid!"

After finishing speaking, the prince opened the curtain of the tent and walked out.

Then he said to Jin Yiwei at the door: "Send an order to Tianluo, tell the six gates, go to sea to capture official documents, and capture the traitor Liu Changren! In the name of... colluding with demons and mutilating disciples! Those who provide clues will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver. Innate martial arts One. Those who are captured will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold, and three parts of the master's unique knowledge. The other... impart the tricks of the great master."

It was three o'clock in the morning.

Continue in the afternoon!

good afternoon!