I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"Second Palace Master, wait!"

Wei Wuya's face was gloomy, and he looked at the cloth bag hanging on the tree: "Who is the master in the cloth bag? Has Wei seen you?"

He is ugly, born with a deformed dwarf, and can only use a homemade metal wheelchair to get around, but he is very proud of himself.

Now he went to Yihua Palace to propose marriage, fully expecting that Yaoyue Lianxing would be flattered and throw himself into his arms.

But in the end, not only did she refuse without hesitation, but she also looked murderous.

Wei Wuya felt that he had lost face and was about to vent his anger on others.

He was so damned good, but at this time, a man with a bag came running, mouthing "dead mice" and "short-sighted mice"...

Wei Wuya was immediately furious.

However, this bag man looked extremely abstract and had the demeanor of a peerless expert, which made Wei Wuya a little confused about the details.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Wuya gave up the idea of ​​​​activating the rats immediately and biting the man into pieces.

It's not too late to ask and then bite.

"That's fine, let you live a little longer."

Lian Xing snorted and stopped.

Being proposed to by a rat man out of nowhere, Lian Xing naturally regarded it as a great shame and humiliation, and wished he could tear Wei Wuya into pieces.

But now when someone else is talking to the Bag Man and he attacks him, it seems like he is deliberately trying to please the Bag Man.

Although Lian Xing is a weak girl, she can be regarded as a great master in the world.

Naturally, she didn't want to lose her identity in such a public gaze.

And to be honest, Lianxing was also a little curious about this bag man.

It doesn't look like he has a normal mind.

"How old are you, little mouse, how could you possibly have seen my old man?"

A buzzing voice came from the bag: "I'm following you all the way."

"Following me? You're so boastful!"

Wei Wuya's face looked a little ugly: "I am accompanied by a group of rats when I go on patrol. No matter what happens within a radius of several miles, I cannot hide it from my eyes and ears."

"You are such a stupid person, and the rats you raise are stupid as well. It would be a big joke if you could put them to use."

The bag man sneered: "As for why I can't be found, you can ask your group of rat brothers."

"Humph! Just assume that what you said is right!"

Wei Wuya said angrily: "I wonder what you are doing by following me?"

"The old man has lived for such a long time. He has seen a lot of mice and a lot of people, but he has never seen anyone like a mouse."

"What's even more fun is that these rats still accept you as their big brother. It really made me laugh to death."

"When I see this kind of fun, I naturally want to follow it and feast my eyes on it."

The bag shook, as if the person inside stretched out: "Nian Zai has had so much fun with you, I can give you some words from the bottom of my heart."

"What are you saying from the bottom of your heart?"

"Since they are too lazy to kill you, if you just kowtow to them and then jump off the cliff, you can probably save your life."

The man in the bag chuckled and said, "If someone takes action later, I'm afraid you won't be able to do anything about it."

"Hahaha! It's so funny."

Wei Wuya's rat face glowed with a gloomy green color: "This Ten Thousand Rats Soul-eating Formation is invincible in the world, what can I do even if I am the Master of Yihua Palace?"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Following Wei Wuya's words, the giant rats swarmed up like a tide, protecting Wei Wuya in the middle.

Thousands of giant rats showed their sharp teeth and made extremely sharp screams.

"Hahaha, Grand Palace Master, Little Palace Master."

Wei Wuya swayed from side to side on the recliner with a proud look on his face: "Are these little brothers for my husband so good?"

"Sister, this..."

Lian Xing felt a smelly strong wind coming, and her pretty face suddenly turned pale.

Although she is not afraid of Wei Wuya, she is quite afraid of mice...

Lianxing felt his stomach churn at the thought of having to fight with someone among the rats.

"A fool is a fool. He raises a few stupid mice and thinks he is invincible."

Yao Yue activated the demon species, and a profound light flashed in her eyes: "In that case, I will ask you brothers to go down and wait for you."

The vast and boundless spiritual power manifested itself, turning into a majestic and terrifying pressure that swept across the entire rat group.

The giant rats all let out screams of terror, held their heads with their front paws, and lay on the ground, trembling.

"roll!"

Yaoyue snorted coldly and scolded Qing.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The giant rats were so panicked that they turned around without hesitation, rushed to the cliff nearby, and jumped off in a hurry.

After a while, there was a dull sound of falling to the ground from the bottom of the valley, like raindrops.

In less than a cup of tea, thousands of giant rats had been smashed into rat cakes and rat sauce, and no one was spared.

"Vulnerable."

Yao Yue stood with her hands behind her hands, a trace of disdain in her eyes.

Her mental power now is extremely vast, far beyond Wei Wuya's imagination.

If you use all your strength to crush all these giant rats, it won't be too difficult.

However, although this kind of "flowering everywhere" scene is shocking, the price is also extremely heavy...

As long as the mountain breeze blows, the entire Yihua Palace smells like dead rats.

Yao Yue thought about that scene and felt a little numb, so she quickly changed to a more environmentally friendly method.

"How...how could this happen?"

Wei Wuya stared blankly at the last mouse jumping off the cliff, his expression as ugly as if his entire family had died suddenly.

It took him several years to cultivate these mice, and he lived and ate with them, looking for blood for them.

To some extent, Wei Wuya might not be so attentive to his own son.

But now, the Grand Master of Yihua Palace did not know what method he used...

With just a look, these mice died completely.

Wei Wuya felt heartbroken and annoyed, and actually felt that he had no desire to live.

"Don't keep your brother waiting for too long."

Lian Xing sneered, and formed a lotus fist with her delicate jade hands, and punched out.

The fist was unexpectedly strong, and the fist force was like a tide, breaking through the air and hitting Wei Wuya.

"Bitch, die!"

Wei Wuya roared, controlled the wheelchair to fly into the air, and swung his claws one after another.

The claws flashed with a faint blue light, and a stream of energy broke through the air, making a shrill sound, like the cry of a ghost in hell.

This was Wei Wuya's "Eighteen Kills of Hell with the Netherworld Ghost Claw" that dominated the world.

He was originally a top-notch master in the world, and his skills were slightly better than Lian Xing's now.

Now he attacked with all his strength in anger, and the sky was full of afterimages of claws, which were ever-changing and unpredictable.

It seemed that Wei Wuya had the upper hand.

***

"The rat man's martial arts are okay, but he is still not as good as the second palace master of Yihua Palace."

Nan Guosheng took a few serious glances: "The second palace master's bones are probably also heavenly."

"At such a young age, he has such skills, so he can only be heavenly."

The ghost boy exhaled a breath: "But he is not as good as her sister."

"Mortals should not be compared with exiled immortals..."

"That's true."

The ghost boy was stunned for a moment and felt that it made sense.

"Speaking of it..., was the palace master Yaoyue performing martial arts just now?"

Ms. Xiao wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and said in a daze.

She was also quite experienced in taming beasts, and could tell that Wei Wuya and his giant rats were raised with a unique secret method and human blood and flesh.

Their claws were as sharp as knives, and they were extremely poisonous and ferocious.

Even with Ms. Xiao's martial arts, if she was surrounded by rats, and Wei Wuya was able to restrain her, she would be in danger.

But the peerless Grand Master of Yihua Palace just glared at the rats...

The rats were so ashamed that they jumped off the cliff and committed suicide.

Is this the value of Mingyu Jiuchong?

That's not right!

No matter how powerful Mingyu Jiuchong was, he should have sucked the rats into a rat ball...

He couldn't do such an outrageous operation at all?

"It's a bit like the 'Wonderful and Unpredictable, Great Soul-Captivating Technique' in the Demon Cult's 'Great Compassion of the Conquest of Heaven and Earth'..."

Yu Ziya hesitated: "Ni Shiba, you fought with this martial art before, is this martial art useful to mice?"

"You asked a good question!"

Ni Shiba rolled his eyes: "I'm not a mouse, how do I know if that martial art is useful to mice!"

"Let's assume that if you were a mouse, would you be affected by that martial art?"

"What the hell!"

Ni Shiba was speechless: "Do you think the Demon Cult created this martial art to deal with mice?"

"That's true..."

Yu Ziya Ya sighed: "That can only be that the martial arts of this Palace Master Yao Yue has reached a level that we can't imagine. A single thought can make the rats feel like a natural disaster."

"Do you need to tell me that? The look in Palace Master Yao Yue's eyes just now almost scared me to flee."

"Me too."

"We said we were going to compete with him, but he came out and we didn't even have the courage to fight."

"Alas, we are living like dogs at an age, so we should go back and wait for death."

"Dogs are much more promising than us."

"They are also much tastier."

"Alas, they are not as good as dogs."

The masters of Wuming Island shook their heads and sighed.

"..."

Yan Nantian was silent for a long time, stretched out his hand to hold the iron sword at his waist, and shook his head again.

Since he had mastered the swordsmanship, few people in the world could block his sword.

But when Yao Yue activated the demon seed just now, Yan Nantian also felt a palpitation.

It seemed that the other party could make him disappear into ashes with just a move.

As a peerless swordsman, Yan Nantian believed in his instincts.

But the outrageous thing was that the head of the Yihua Palace was only about twenty years old...

How did he practice this kind of martial arts?

Yan Nantian could accept that he was not as good as others, but he could not accept that the gap between him and others was so big.

Could it be that there really was such a thing as a banished immortal in this world?

After Yan Nantian was puzzled, he began to think wildly.

***

"Hahaha! Little Palace Master, try this!"

Wei Wuya took a deep breath and suddenly pressed the wheelchair mechanism.

His martial arts have always been known for their strangeness and strange moves.

When fighting, he suddenly merged with the wheelchair, and suddenly separated and attacked separately, making it hard to defend.

In comparison, every move and style of Lianxing seemed mediocre and unremarkable.

But this mediocre move blocked all of Wei Wuya's backhands.

Within thirty moves, Wei Wuya felt like a fish on a chopping board, no matter how he jumped, he would die.

What a fight!

After realizing this, Wei Wuya immediately wanted to retreat.

The wheelchair shook, and two black water arrows sprayed out, carrying a very fishy smell, shooting towards Lianxing.

"..."

Lian Xing frowned slightly and quickly dodged to the side.

With her current martial arts, she has her own internal energy to protect her body.

If it was really poisonous smoke and fog, she wouldn't care too much.

But she was not afraid of being poisoned, but she couldn't resist the smell.

This poisonous water smelled worse than shit, as if it was smoked and roasted rats...

Just smelling it made people sick.

If it was sprayed on her clothes, Lian Xing would probably collapse.

"Hahaha! I'm leaving, see you later!"

Wei Wuya laughed and slapped the side of the wheelchair.

Flames spurted out from behind the wheelchair, and Wei Wuya and the wheelchair shot up into the air like an arrow and shot into the distance.

"It's better not to leave."

Yao Yue glanced at Lian Xing, stretched out her white jade right hand, and gently slapped it.

The palm force broke, and Wei Wuya's wheelchair disintegrated silently, and metal parts flew all over the sky.

The next moment, a strong suction wrapped around Wei Wuya's body and threw him to the ground.

"Impossible!"

Wei Wuya was horrified and hurriedly urged his lifelong skills. His claws flashed with a faint blue light and grabbed Yao Yue.

"What's impossible?"

In a moment, Yao Yue flew into the air, reversed the Mingyu Gong and changed the suction into a push, and pressed down.

The vast palm force pressed down with an unstoppable force.

In the dull sound of the collision of qi, the fine steel claws on Wei Wuya's hands exploded like firecrackers.

The next moment, Wei Wuya's hands and arms also exploded one by one.

The palm force did not disappear, and it suddenly hit Wei Wuya's Dantian Qi Sea.

So, Wei Wuya, who had jumped high, fell back to the ground at a faster speed than when he came.

The gravel broke and blood splashed.

A big pit suddenly appeared on the extremely hard stone floor, and Wei Wuya was firmly embedded in it.

"A piece of trash who can't even take a single move from me dares to come here and act so presumptuously."

Yao Yue snorted coldly, revealing a look of looking at a dead person.

"You..."

Wei Wuya's eyes were full of regret, and he spat out large mouthfuls of blood and died.

"The rat man who was in the way is dead, and it's time for the senior to come out and see him."

Yao Yue looked at the cloth bag swinging in the air and said lightly.

"Yes, it's time to see him."

"Over the years, I have seen a lot of so-called geniuses."

"But now it seems that they are roughly the same as your sister, and are much worse than you, a little girl."

The cloth bag turned violently, as if ignoring gravity, and the bag mouth stopped in the air with the mouth facing down.

Amidst the laughter, an old man with a white beard fell from the cloth bag like a ball of cotton.

The old man was thin and short, but the beard under his chin was extremely long, much longer than his height.

The beard was flying, and it looked like a silver rain in the sky.

The old man's body seemed to be completely wrapped in his beard.

Apart from this, the old man only had an unremarkable appearance and ordinary clothes.

"This, this, this..."

Yu Ziya, Ms. Xiao and others exchanged glances and frowned deeply.

They just used the method of observing the qi to look at the old man with all their strength.

But it felt empty and they couldn't find the breath of the white-bearded old man at all.

It was as if the old man in front of them didn't exist at all.

"Good martial arts."

Yan Nantian was silent for a while, and said seriously: "Senior has a martial arts and Zen cultivation, and no longer has the 'four aspects of self and man'. I didn't expect that there are such masters as seniors in the Buddhist world."

"Yan Nantian, why are you slandering people and slandering their innocence out of thin air?"

The old man was very unhappy and blew his beard and glared.

"Ah? How could this be possible?"

"Although I have used the principles of Zen Buddhism and created some martial arts, that is because this set of things is just suitable for me, not because I like to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha."

"What's good about being a Buddhist? Not only do they knock wooden fish all day, but they also have to drink and eat meat secretly."

The old man said unhappily: "If I were a monk, I would have suffocated to death a hundred years ago."

"Senior, you have all the Buddhist skills, but you are not considered a Buddhist..."

Yan Nantian was speechless and said in a daze.

"Hmph! I see you have practiced the Buddhist Wedding Dress Magic. Should I still call you 'Master Yan'?"

The old man looked at Yan Nantian seriously and curled his lips: "This martial art is not very good, there are too many problems, it is about breaking and then building. If you keep practicing like this, sooner or later you will make shit."

"Break and then build? Thank you, senior!"

Yan Nantian's heart moved, he clasped his fists to the old man, and stepped aside to think silently.

"I am Lianxing of Yihua Palace."

Lianxing felt a little strange and took a step forward: "Forgive me for not recognizing your origins."

"I just heard you sign up in the bag."

"...I haven't appeared in the martial arts world for more than a hundred years. It's normal that you can't recognize me."

The old man moved his beard and showed a smile on his face: "The little brothers and sisters of the nameless island also couldn't recognize my identity."

"Xing'er, don't ask. Mr. Dongguo, the 'Earth and the Universe in a Bag', is a senior master. It's normal to have some quirks."

Yaoyue smiled faintly: "My husband said that many so-called 'masters' like to hide their identities and origins. It's more painful for them to say it out loud than to kill them."

"Huh? Mr. Dongguo? I only know the fable of Mr. Dongguo and the Zhongshan Wolf. I didn't know there was a senior master with this name in the world..., huh? Wait!"

Lian Xing suddenly discovered his blind spot and was shocked: "Sister, who said that sentence you just said?"

"My husband-in-law said so."

Yaoyue said calmly: "Do you have any opinions?"

"No, no..."

Lian Xing's mind was buzzing and he said incoherently: "What's your brother-in-law's name? Is he good-looking? Are you good at martial arts? Do you like my sister-in-law?"

"……Shut up!"

Yaoyue snorted coldly and looked at Mr. Dongguo, who looked strange: "Senior, why are you here today?"

"I really followed that rat man to see what tricks he could pull off."

"Unexpectedly, there is such a peerless master as the Grand Palace Master in this world."

"I didn't expect that the Grand Palace Master actually has a husband, and this man actually knows my identity."

Mr. Dong Guo sighed: "So, I just made a lot of fools of myself and acted like a clown on the stage."

"My husband-in-law has said that the Formless Divine Kung Fu created by my senior is one of the most outstanding martial arts in the world."

"Based on this martial arts alone, senior can't be called a buffoon."

Yao Yue narrowed her eyes slightly: "Senior acted very low-key back then, and has been silent for so many years. I originally thought that senior has passed away."

The Wuxiang Magical Technique comes from "Famous Swordsman". In that book's world view where demons are dancing, it is the undisputed number one magical power.

When the protagonist Yu Peiyu just learned it, she could make a thousand-foot waterfall roll back with one palm strike, and the power she showed was even better than the magic of wedding clothes.

In the entire ancient dragon system, it should be regarded as one of the best magical skills.

Lin Xuan felt that these early peerless masters had nothing to say...

As long as you can live to the period of peerless pride, you must be a great heavenly being.

"More than a hundred years ago, I actually felt that I had lived long enough and it was almost time to die."

"To tell you the truth, I even made a coffin at that time, so I would just lie down in it and sleep."

"But for some reason, all the acquaintances and friends around me have died of old age. Even that boy Yu Peiyu has died, and I'm still like this."

Mr. Dongguo sighed again, looking a little troubled: "I guess the Lord of Hell doesn't like me and is too lazy to take me away."

"..."

Everyone on Wuming Island looked at each other and gritted their teeth secretly.

They are also very old and may be buried at any time.

Hearing such nonsense makes me really angry.

"Since the original meaning of the non-appearance magical skill is that it has no appearance of self, no appearance of no one, no appearance of living beings, and no appearance of life-spans. Seniors, you can have a pure heart and universal kindness, and be holy, wonderful and auspicious."

"Even if others have mastered the formless magic skill, their level is not as good as that of their predecessors, so they may not have all kinds of wonderful uses."

Yao Yue smiled half-heartedly and said, "Senior, since you have reached such a state, why don't you imitate the old master, break into pieces and ascend?"

She used the evil emperor's relics, immortal apricots and demon seeds to condense her Taoist body and perfect the longevity formula.

Even if there are no adventures later, it is not difficult to live two or three hundred years.

Mingyu Jiucheng can also maintain his youth forever, and his appearance is much better than that of Mr. Dong Guo, a bad old man.

I don’t take Mr. Dongguo’s Versailles seriously.

"It's hard for me to predict Zhang Sanfeng's level, but if I try my best, I do have a slight hope of ascending."

"But I feel that there will be great terror after ascension. It is not as simple as becoming an immortal or a Buddha. Maybe..., hey!"

Mr. Dongguo sighed: "I'm timid and don't want to bet on these messy things."

"Senior claims to be timid, but it's not easy for him to practice to this point."

"I'm just a coward. I've had enough fun eating, drinking, and drinking over the years, and I'm not even afraid of death."

Mr. Dong Guo smiled and said: "Master Yaoyue Palace's current cultivation level is not weaker than mine. If you want to ascend to the throne for a visit, I can help you."

"oh?"

Yao Yue's heart moved, and she slowly stretched out her right hand: "Senior, please."

No matter how she moved, the elusive and unpredictable vitality of immortality was already filling the void.

The turquoise brilliance rotates and intertwines like a dragon, clutching and gathering.

It seems that every word and action of the girl naturally resonates with the general trend of heaven and earth.

"Is it so happy..."

Mr. Dong Guo smiled and patted his right palm gently: "Please!"

His palm gave people an extremely contradictory feeling.

It seems to be unpredictable and ineffective.

It seems that it is just pure palm power, abandoning all changes.

With one palm move, Mr. Dongguo seemed to be separated from the world.

It was as if his skinny figure was the only one left in the entire world!

The Wuxiang Divine Art was activated, and Mr. Dongguo's body suddenly straightened up, becoming powerful and incomparable.

Just like the Demon-Suppressing King Kong enshrined in the Mahavira Palace!

It makes people feel a sense of awe subconsciously, and they dare not look directly at it!

"This is... Shaolin's supreme magical power, the Vajra Prajna Palm?"

"No, there is still the shadow of Mount Xumi Palm!"

"The palm of the Thousand-Armed Tathagata means all living beings have no form, but..."

"How can these palm techniques that conflict with each other be mixed into one move?"

"Every move of this old... senior is specious. He probably has never seen those Shaolin palm techniques. He learned them all by himself."

"There are actually such masters in this world!"

"If I were a Shaolin monk, I would have knelt down and kowtowed and called 'Master Bodhidharma' by now."

All the masters from Wuming Island stared at Mr. Dongguo with extremely shocked expressions.

The difficulty of practicing each of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts is extraordinary.

Even for monks with higher qualifications, it often takes a lifetime of hard work to practice a unique skill!

But the old man with a long beard in front of him contained the essence of several top palm skills with just one palm.

Even more mysterious and powerful than the original move!

Moreover, it has been elevated to an unimaginable level.

So much so that even though all the masters from Wuming Island saw Mr. Dongguo's actions with their own eyes, they were unable to imitate even a trace of his true meaning.

"Sister, be careful!"

Lianxing looked at Mr. Dongguo's powerful figure, dripping with sweat and looking horrified.

"It doesn't matter."

Just when Mr. Dongguo's momentum reached its peak.

Yao Yue smiled calmly, formed the Ancient Seal of Immortality, and slowly pressed it out.

The extremely mysterious handprints drew a series of large and ingenious marks in the void, facing every change of Mr. Dong Guo's palm movements tit for tat.

Everyone present had an idea in their minds.

The moment the palm movements of the two collide, the outcome of life and death will inevitably be determined!

"Can you realize it?"

Mr. Dong Guo sighed softly, showed a peaceful smile, and closed his eyes.

His palm movements no longer changed, and his Qi machine stopped functioning.

But the whole body exudes an incomparably bright golden Buddha light, as if the Buddha is waiting for his death.

"What did you realize?"

A cold voice sounded, and Yao Yue's figure disappeared, then appeared a few feet away: "I just wanted to compete with my senior."

"...The Grand Palace Master has just placed his fingerprints, and I can give you all the insights I have gained over the years."

Mr. Dongguo looked strange: "With the Great Palace Master's peerless talent, with these insights, he will be able to break into pieces and ascend in one fell swoop."

"Without your insights, I would have been able to ascend in a year or two."

Yao Yuedai frowned: "And you are right, I can also feel that it is not that simple after ascension."

"This is a great horror!"

Mr. Dong Guo smiled bitterly and shook his head, slowly walking down the mountain: "If the Grand Palace Master is in a critical situation in the future, please come look for me again."

"Master Yuyue Palace's martial arts skills are unparalleled in the world, but Yan thinks he is beyond his reach."

Yan Nantian was silent for a moment, bowed to Yao Yue, and then turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the distance.

"I'll take my leave..."

The masters on Wuming Island looked at each other, picked up their instruments silently, and walked down the mountain.

They originally planned to take a look at Mingyu's ninth level, compare what they had learned, and learn from each other's strengths.

But after seeing the fight between Yao Yue and Mr. Dong Guo, I heard the voices of the two of them rising to pieces...

Everyone suddenly felt uninterested.

The gap between everyone is so big that we can’t play together at all!

Go back to the island, lie down and die in peace.

"elder sister……"

Seeing everyone leaving, Lian Xing shrank his neck and said cautiously: "You... do you really want to break into pieces and ascend?"

"If Mr. Dongguo hadn't said it, I wouldn't have realized this..."

Yao Yuedai frowned slightly: "If you leave this world rashly, you might really be doomed."

"Ah? Then sister, you're not leaving, are you?"

"Probably in a year or two..."

Yao Yue thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "This matter is not trivial. I want to discuss it with... your brother-in-law first."

"Who is my brother-in-law? Can you let me meet him?"

"You really want to see him?"

"Ah..., if sister doesn't want to, then forget it."

"Hmph! If I ascend and fly away, won't you, a three-legged cat, lose my face with your martial arts skills?"

"You will move into my palace tonight. You are not allowed to go out until you have mastered Mingyu's ninth level!"

"After the ninth level of Mingyu, I will teach you the Immortal Secret of Immortality just now. In the future, you can also hope to use this to break into pieces and ascend to meet your brother-in-law."

Yao Yue's pretty face turned serious: "It's nothing for young people to suffer a little. You won't be able to eat anything you want in the future."

"This..., Xing'er obeys."

Lianxing looked helpless and bowed in agreement.