Devil Seeds

The so-called God's favor, sometimes God took the time to take a look at you and thought you were okay, so he let you stand on the cusp of turning into a rook and flying.

Of course, sometimes God's choice is also your own choice.

At least before Ke Xiaoliang chose Ulei, if Ulei had even the slightest bit of bad intentions or was not frank enough, his fate would be completely different.

Ke Xiaoliang changed Wu Lei's fate.

It's the little things.

At this moment, he and Yang Zhenzhen continue to travel around the rivers and lakes, passing, coming, and leaving traces.

Because Xiao Nu has existed for too long, even though Xiao Nu still has a huge impact on today's martial arts, very few people can connect Ke Xiaoliang with Xiao Nu in the first place.

At most, some people think he looks familiar.

Corresponding to Ke Xiaoliang's coming over.

In this river and lake, many so-called 'senior masters' suddenly appeared.

These predecessors have both good and evil.

Their behavior is also particularly weird.

At this time, in Lianhua Mountain, an old-fashioned battle caused by secret books of unique skills is unfolding.

The Lianhua Mountain is majestic. Looking down from a high place, there are layers of peaks and seas of stones, which look like lotus flowers in full bloom.

But when you go deep into the mountains, you should know that it is quiet and desolate, and the vegetation is overgrown among the mountains and forests, densely covering the sky.

Although it's only the beginning of spring, the mountain forest already has some artistic conception of mountains and greenery.

All of a sudden, at the end of the narrow and long valley like a tunnel, a long laughter that shook the mountains and forests suddenly sounded.

Laughter is like the bells of ancient temples and the sound of ships on the sea.

It attracted several people in the valley to concentrate their vigilance, and those who were originally confronting each other also separated a little at this time to look aside.

Taoist Yunxue jumped up from the mountains and forests, stepped on the clouds and mist, and stepped between the pines.

From a distance, he saw four short, boy-like men, carrying a large golden-roofed sedan chair on their shoulders, coming on the wind. In an instant, the four men carrying their proud son had already broken into the valley.

The disciple who was guarding the entrance of the canyon didn't respond at all.

If it wasn't for the person in the sedan chair being extra arrogant and spontaneously laughing as a warning, the few people present probably wouldn't have noticed that someone was approaching again.

The wind blew and the clouds moved, stirring the black gauze on the sedan chair.

Behind the black gauze, sitting in the sedan chair was an old man who seemed to be somewhat disabled.

The old man's appearance is very strange, with a white beard over his chest, and a long black robe, only two thick black eyebrows, rising against the trend, showing a bit domineering.

Holding a straight crutch in his hand, one end of the crutch is in the shape of a multi-faceted diamond, but it is like a hammer head.

The crutch opened the door curtain, and said to everyone present: "The three masters of Lianshan deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors. There is no result after three years of fighting for a martial arts secret book. Today, the old man is here to solve your troubles."

The old man shouted out the identities of the three present, but the three did not know the identity of the old man, so Taoist Yunxue asked: "Who are you under? The four ghosts of Youshan are the bearers. These four people and one mother are compatriots." , and strangely shaped, the Phantom Magic Art penetrates the Four Elephant Boy Art, and the four of them are a grand master who penetrates several paths, and they can't get cheap if they fight against them."

Master Yunxue's words seemed to be asking about the identity of the old man.

But it is also reminding my two fellow disciples that the visitor is not kind, and at this time, we should let go of our prejudices and work together to deal with it.

But I heard the old man say: "Old man Su Wenhai, when he became famous, it was as early as a thousand years ago. After a thousand years of drowsiness, he just woke up today. Seeing that these four people still have some skills, barely enough to be an errand runner, so they leave Returning to the sect. Today I came to look for the three of you because of the intermittent magical skills in your hands."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three present changed slightly.

Although it had been expected long ago, it was only now fully understood.

The atmosphere couldn't help becoming more tense.

But I heard Su Wenhai continue to say: "My skill is rare in the world. Only because I made a mistake in my early practice, went astray, and learned that terrible crippled foot, so that my feet are half crippled. Now I heard that your sect There is intermittent divine skill from Xiao Nu, and I am here to borrow it."

This sentence came straight to the point, without any cover-up at all. Taoist Xuanqi, Taoist Yunxue’s senior brother, changed his face and said coldly: "The Intermittent Magic Art is my unique skill. We have waited for many years and have not decided who will be in charge. You, an outsider, dare to participate in this skill?"

But Su Wenhai laughed loudly and said: "Although intermittent magical power is a rare treasure in martial arts, I, Su Wenhai, don't bother to snatch it, but there may be something in it that I can use, so I come here to use it. If you lend me an hour to watch, how about I send you a fortune?"

Before Taoist Xuanqi could answer, Taoist Yunxue said first: "The Intermittent Divine Art is my sect's unique skill, and must be learned by the sect master. Senior may have great magical skills, but we have no intention of learning other's martial art, let alone learn it." What's more, the martial arts inherited by my sect are profound and unpredictable... My three brothers and sisters have been practicing for many years, but they have never seen the whole picture, how can there be any reason to look around?"

Taoist Yunxue's voice hadn't finished yet.

The person in the sedan chair had lost all patience.

If it weren't for the human design, he might have directly typed it up, why would he talk so much nonsense.

After setting some domineering but still 'talkable' people, Su Wenhai noticed that the restriction of prohibiting shots had disappeared.

Naturally, there is no nonsense.

With a flick of the long stick in his hand, it was like a heavy hammer, and it hit Taoist Yunxue first.

Taoist Yunxue turned his hand and drew the long sword on his back, and hastily resisted it.

But he didn't expect this move to be swift and fierce.

There was no surge of true energy, and the hammer on the head of the staff hit it with brute force.

Taoist Yunxue went forward with a sword, but was smashed and retreated dozens of steps, his true energy was surging, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

The Taoist Xuanqi at the side saw this, he didn't dare to be negligent, he also drew his long sword, and joined his senior brother to meet him.

But he saw a burst of true energy flying out of the sedan chair, and tied the long stick.

It turned out to be manipulating the long wand from the air, as if manipulating a magic weapon, cast the crazy wand technique, and slammed at the Taoist.

The aftermath of the strength passed by, forming a huge wind pressure.

Even the giant trees between the mountains and forests were lowered down.

Behind the whistling sound is an inestimable strength.

"Where did the old monster come from!" Taoist Yunxue and Taoist Xuanqi thought at the same time.

Although the two of them are not at the top of the world, they are still top-notch.

Now they join forces to fight against the enemy, but it is far inferior to a casual blow of a crippled old man.

The old man is already so difficult to deal with just by shooting from the air.

What if it is directly shot?

But they don't know, the difficult old monster they have identified in their hearts.

There are also difficulties now.

Buy skins for a while, fill holes, crematorium.

Su Wenhai, the old man with a disability, was a broken master who was both good and evil more than a thousand years ago, and had the bearing of a master.

The purchase price of the skin is three million.

Not the lowest...but by no means high.

Once possessed, although all of Su Wenhai's strength belongs to the buyer, the backlash and feedback also belong to the buyer.

For example, his legs were disabled due to strays in his practice in his early years. Before he practiced his exercises, he was a cripple with inconvenient legs.

Another example...Although he acts decisively and domineeringly, he never stabs others in the back and never goes to war without declaring it.

It even led to the fact that when fighting with Yun Xue and the other two, one should not use the ultimate move at the beginning, but must use ordinary means to sharpen it.

All kinds of restrictions not only make the purchaser of the skin feel the strength of the broken warrior, but also make people feel aggrieved by the constraints.

At the same time, I regret that I didn't spend more plot points to buy better skins.