Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 109 Fate with Buddha

Amidst the wind and snow, the hall was silent.

The three Grand Great Masters all stared at the figure of the Taoist priest at the door with serious eyes.

The generation of the Great Master, Martial Dao's artistic conception is Transcendent, and he has a vague sense of the surrounding Qi, and can sense the Blood Qi of other Practitioners...

Between the three of them, when they interact with each other, they are like three groups of exuberant flames, and the Blood Qi is as intense and bright as the scorching sun.

But when they looked at the little Taoist priest, they felt as if they saw an ordinary mortal without any breath of Blood Qi.

There are only two kinds of situations in this situation... The first one is that he is really an ordinary person, but the dead and silent Wudao Gang outside the door obviously negates this possibility.

The second type is that this little Taoist priest's control over Blood Qi has far surpassed these three people... The Blood Qi is not exposed at all, it has been condensed to the limit.

"This is impossible..." Liang Xuanmo said subconsciously: "Except for that person, no one in the world can reach this level of Realm!"

"It's definitely not Zhou Pingshi, he has already left this world..." Wu Tiantong frowned, but he still couldn't guess the origin of this nameless person.

Before that, they had suspected that the leader of this unknown person was the newly promoted Great Master Zhang Shan, but now they directly overturned this conjecture... It is impossible for Wuhou Zhou Pingshi, who is extremely talented, to break through the Great Master just now. The Master reaches these Realms.

Jiang Ming looked at Wu Dao with a calm expression on his face: "That year...it was also such a snowy night, you were living on the street and almost froze to death, I will give you hot meals, teach you Martial Dao, and help you walk step by step To this day, I never thought you would not be satisfied..."

"I wasn't the only beggar you picked back then... I don't have any ambitions, how did I get to where I am now!" Wudao looked at Jiang Ming calmly: "So what if you came, the three Grand Great Masters are here... ...You have no face with this, and none of you can get away today!"

"Ah...you can't walk away, you can't see it anyway." Jiang Ming sighed and stepped forward.

"Three adults, save..." Wu Dao's face changed, and he quickly looked at Liang Xuanmo and the other three.

What made his whole body cold was that the three of them remained motionless and looked at him indifferently.

"You..." Wudao's face was pale.

It wasn't until this moment that Wudao came to his senses... It turned out that he was just a dispensable pawn.

"It's ridiculous... I thought I could stir up the world..."

As soon as Wudao thought of this, he saw a ghostly figure descending in front of him.

Before he even had time to fight back, he was grabbed by the neck. Before his consciousness disappeared, he seemed to hear the sound of his cervical spine breaking...

Boom!

The body hit the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

The leader of the No Dao Gang who has been in the Rivers and Lakes for decades, just died in this barren mountain Taoist temple!

"Next, it's you..." Jiang Ming looked calmly at the remaining three Grand Great Masters.

"Wu Ming, even Marquis Wu, it is difficult for one person to take down three Great Masters... How about we shake hands and make peace, and win the world together..." Wu Tiantong held the axe, but what he said at this time was to make peace.

Monk Kongjian glanced at him, surprisingly he didn't object, what Wu Tiantong said was true, no matter how powerful a Great Master is, it would be difficult to kill three Great Masters... But this kind of Grand Master who controls Blood Qi to the peak Great Master, it might not be difficult to take one away before death.

No one would have guessed that the boss of this nameless person is actually a peerless Grand Great Master comparable to Marquis Wu... The two of them have a perfect understanding, and they want to withdraw.

Even if we can't reach an agreement, you destroy your Liang family... we won't get involved.

Wu Tiantong and Monk Kong Jian glanced at each other quietly, and reached an agreement without saying a word.

Only Liang Xuanmo was left, still staring at Jiang Ming with a cold face, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Three Great Masters? Where did the three come from..." Jiang Ming smiled, "Isn't there only two and a half?"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Tiantong and Monk Kongjian were puzzled, but Liang Xuanmo's face changed slightly.

My family knows about my family, how his Great Master broke through, I can't understand it in my heart...

"Blood Qi is powerful and terrifying, but the artistic conception of Martial Dao seems to be quite flawed...there is nothing but gold and jade, but there is nothing in it!"

Jiang Ming spoke casually, and suddenly glanced at Liang Xuanmo.

boom……

In Liang Xuanmo's eyes, the temples, Taoist temples, and wind and snow in front of him seemed to have disappeared... At this moment, only the three mottled statues in the main hall were left.

"Ah..." Liang Xuanmo yelled subconsciously.

At the next moment, a sharp tearing pain came from his body, Liang Xuanmo woke up, and only saw the face of the little Taoist priest in front of him, and an arm piercing his chest...

Boom~

His chest exploded, and Liang Xuanmo screamed and flew upside down. Most of his viscera were almost shattered, and there was only a large hole in the chest and abdomen that was transparent from front to back...

Jiang Ming's eyes are indifferent, the meaning of the Great Master is as real as it is, and ordinary people can be stared to death at a glance... Practitioners under the Great Master, the biggest disadvantage when facing the Great Master is not the Blood Qi, but the artistic conception like a natural moat gap.

Liang Xuanmo relied on something to elevate Blood Qi to the level of Great Master, but Jiang Ming's perception was so keen that he could see his flaws at a glance. Unprepared, the artistic conception of Great Master suddenly exploded, and he was shocked directly. Captured Liang Xuanmo's mind, and when his mind was swaying, he easily killed him.

At this moment, two glaring blood force also erupted suddenly from both sides, and the saber light and fist marks that pierced through the air ruthlessly blasted at Jiang Ming's vitals.

"Too weak!" Jiang Ming smiled lightly, and didn't even use the Blood Qi. He swung his left and right fists flatly, using his body to forcibly shake off the Grandmaster's Blood Qi.

boom! boom!

There were two loud bangs, and the blood energy dissipated, and Jiang Ming's hands were as clean as jade, unscathed.

"So strong..." Miss Wang's chest rose and fell, and every time she saw this lord make a move, she would be extremely shocked.

"Again..." Jiang Ming was calm, and was thinking of two lines to continue pretending to be a master, but he saw Wu Tiantong and Monk Kong Jian, with horrified faces, turned around and fled together.

One jumped out of a window, the other hit a wall...

Wu Tiantong's heart jumped wildly, whoever doesn't run away is a fucking idiot, is this guy still human, Grandmaster's killing move can't break his body... even that Zhou Pingshi is not so outrageous.

"Not promising..." Jiang Ming shook his head, stretched his body, and rushed out of the window.

Borrowing the color of the snow, Jiang Ming saw a figure fleeing quickly on the mountain with an ax in hand.

boom……

Jiang Ming did not hesitate, the Broken Vessel Meridian erupted immediately, and his speed suddenly increased, like a meteor falling from the sky, approaching Wu Tiantong rapidly.

Seeing that he was about to approach, Jiang Ming turned his palm into a knife, and the blood force was like a surge of layers, slowly condensing between his fingers...

Wu Tiantong seemed to have sensed it, and glanced back, suddenly scared to death.

"Crazy, crazy..."

You are so much stronger than me, do you need to explode two forbidden techniques to kill me...

If Jiang Ming could hear his heart, he would definitely say sorry to him.

Because... he only knows forbidden techniques!

Boom!

The knife light cut down, but Wu Tiantong had no chance to regret it, his whole body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, only half of the ax was left in the air, and it was nailed to a big tree...

Three Grand Great Masters, only one left!

Without delay, Jiang Ming immediately turned around and chased towards the other side.

Before it was time for a cup of tea, he saw Monk Kongjian fleeing with a Zen stick in front of him.

"Hey, that bald donkey... stop!" Jiang Ming shouted.

Kong Jian turned a deaf ear to the monk and ran with his head buried.

"It's boring, it's boring..." Jiang Ming felt that the monk had no interest at all.

boom!

He punched out, and the blood force turned into fist force, spanning a distance of tens of feet, and blasting towards the shiny head of Monk Kongjian.

clang~

Seeing that the monk could only stop, the blood force lingered on the Zen staff, barely blocking the strike, but the whole body was bleeding from all seven orifices, flew dozens of meters horizontally, and rolled a dozen times on the ground, almost rolled into the ground. It was a snowball that got up in a panic.

He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, holding the Zen staff with only half of the iron rod left, and staring at the Taoist figure floating over in horror: "No... Daoist, I have no grievances or enmities with you, I just suffered I beg you to forgive me for the senseless bewitchment, but can you spare the little monk's life today?"

"Bewitched by Wudao?" Jiang Ming's expression condensed slightly: "So that's how it is..."

Kongjian was overjoyed, could there be a turning point?

However, Jiang Ming said solemnly: "That means that the master's Dharma is not pure enough. A person with such inferior Dharma can also be the abbot of Xuanzhen Temple... It's a pity, it's sad, today I will remove you for the Buddha This evil!"

"You..." Monk Kongjian spat out another mouthful of blood.

boom……

Jiang Ming didn't say much anymore, he rushed out suddenly, and punched him in the chest again.

clang~

There was a clear sound of the clash of swords and swords, and Monk Kongjian was blasted with countless bloodstains all over his body by a huge shock, and fell directly into the snow nest in the distance, motionless.

Jiang Ming looked at Own's fist suspiciously, as if he hit something just now?

He walked slowly to Monk Kongjian, who was completely silent, but the clothes on his chest were blown apart, revealing a black stone slab less than a foot long and wide.

"Under my punch, this stone slab didn't break?"

Jiang Ming was amazed immediately, picked up the stone slab, and looked around.

The stone slab was rough, with some knife marks on one side, as if it had been chiseled from a larger stone bit by bit, while the other side was densely engraved with small characters.

On the far right are four extremely complicated ancient characters. Thanks to Jiang Ming's traveling all over the years and reading a lot of books, otherwise he would not be able to recognize them.

"This is an ancient font more than 2,000 years ago..." Jiang Ming recognized the four characters with a shock.

Little Lei Yin Jue!

He took a rough look and was suddenly surprised.

This seems to be a pure body training method, but it also needs the help of Spiritual Qi...

"It's empty to see that the monk can't practice it, so I can only use it as a protective mirror!" Jiang Ming shook his head. Unfortunately, although he can block the attack, the power of his punch is so huge. Seeing the monk in the air, he was directly shocked to death.

"Unexpectedly, I also have this day..." Jiang Ming caressingly caressed the stone slab: "I have a destiny with Buddha, I have a destiny with Buddha!"

He laughed twice, turned and left...

...

After this night, Miss Wang regained control of the Nameless, and under her deliberate dissemination, the news of this battle flew in all directions as if it had grown wings.

Only a few days later, the legend about Wuming was completely spread inside and outside Yan.

Killing three Grand Great Masters by one person... Such a record is countless times more terrifying than the battle of Zhang Shan. The nameless name completely overwhelmed all Martial Dao strongmen. On the top of the Martial Forest myth.

And the power of the nameless person reached its peak overnight... The former nameless person mysterious belonged to mysterious, but without the Martial Dao Great Master in charge, he was at best an underground rat who could not stand on the table.

But after today, no matter which side it is, they must treat each other with caution when facing the unknown.

Under Miss Wang's purge, the power in the unknown was completely concentrated in her hands, and the investigation and attack on the Liang family was launched.

Countless dark forces of the Liang family were uprooted in just a few days. Whether it was Xiaoyan Kingdom or Feiyun Army territory... countless people's heads rolled to the ground.

As for the headquarters of the Liang family, which used to be the capital of the Great Yan Kingdom, people were even more panic-stricken. I don't know how many Liang family members died inexplicably in their sleep...

At the same time, the Feiyun army suddenly dispatched a large army, pressing towards the sphere of influence of the Qingxuan army. The friction between the two sides became intense, and it seemed that the final decisive battle was about to usher in.

...

the capital.

No matter how the situation in Dayan changes... this place is still the most prosperous place.

Among the six great families, the Liang family, the most powerful, is located here.

Hundreds of years have passed, dynasties have changed, emperors have taken turns...the Liang family has always stood firm.

"However, nothing lasts forever..." Jiang Ming wandered around the capital.

It has been more than three months since the first battle at the Taoist temple. Jiang Ming had already arrived in the capital, but he did not rush directly to the Liang family.

Everything takes time, and now the time is almost here.

He walked into a tavern, went up to the second floor, sat at the window, ate food and wine, and watched the scenery outside the window.

In the distance, one could vaguely see a gigantic courtyard, which was the headquarters of the Liang family. I heard that there were many pavilions, terraces and pavilions in it... even more luxurious than the imperial palace.

"The Qingxuan army has lost again, and has already lost the land of the three prefectures..." In the restaurant, everyone was talking about the recent war.

The Martial Forest mythology, after all, is still too far away from ordinary people. After a few days of turmoil, it gradually fell silent...

"If you retreat again, you will be retreating to the capital!"

"Hey, who would have thought of such a situation?" Many people sighed.

Jiang Ming also understands that the people who can live here may have tens of thousands of ties to the Qingxuan Army at home. If the Qingxuan Army disappears in the end, they may also be unlucky.

No one is right or wrong, life is only a few decades, and in the general trend of the world, they can only follow the trend... Whether they succeed or fail, history books will not write more for them.

"Big news, big news!"

Suddenly, a figure rushed up to the restaurant out of breath, and shouted: "Great Master, Great Master battle, the ancestor of the Liang family tried his best to kill a Great Master of the Feiyun army with serious injuries, and returned in triumph today!" !"

Chapter 3 Around 1 o'clock, ask for a monthly ticket~~~

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