Martial Arts Have Mastery

"All skills have proficiency ()"

"It's a pity that the fate between you and me as a master and apprentice has long been exhausted. If you have something to say, don't get close."

The old man spoke calmly, and the anger in his eyes had already dissipated.

The man in Chinese clothes sighed, and said softly: "I came this time, just to tell you that there is another filth in the Wujing, and many people have become demons. Xihai County may be in chaos. I hope you will be more careful." be careful."

With his hands behind his back, the old man said calmly, "In what capacity did you say this?"

"Is it as a direct disciple of Jiuxiao Pavilion? Or as an envoy of the Wumeng? Or, as a high-ranking high-ranking master?"

The man in Chinese clothes looked at the old man and said softly, "Whether you admit it or not, I am your disciple. Naturally, I am also your disciple."

The old man shook his head slightly, but did not speak.

The man in Chinese clothes saluted the old man respectfully, then slowly walked down the mountain.

In the direction where the man in Chinese clothes was heading, there were several people waiting there.

Three men and one woman!

"Let's go."

The man in Chinese clothes spoke softly, then turned his head to look at the old man standing in front of Yuanzong Mountain.

The moment he looked back, his footsteps became firm.

Take the other four people and go forward.

"Ugh."

Standing in front of the mountain gate for a long time, watching the five people go away, the old man sighed slowly, with mixed flavors in his voice.

In a flash, another month passed.

Shen Ling, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing longevity skills, slowly opened his eyes.

"What does it smell like?"

Smelling a pungent odor, Shen Ling got up, followed the mountain road, and walked directly down the mountain.

The source of the stench is Yamashita.

Walking to Yuanzong's mountain gate, Shen Ling saw some Yuanzong disciples fighting against a dark monster with the old man.

This pitch-black monster took on the shape of a human, and its whole body exuded a foul stench.

Human traces can still be seen in some places.

But it's not like a human anymore.

Walking forward slowly, a big knife appeared in Shen Ling's hand.

In an instant, his artistic conception was fully opened, and two huge golden dragons appeared on his arms, wrapping around his arms.

"Running thunder and splitting mountains."

As soon as he came up, Shen Ling used one of his strongest moves.

With just one knife, the dark monster's head rolled to the ground, and the body rushed forward a few steps, making a muffled sound.

Spike!

Discarding the big knife in his hand, Shen Ling lowered his head and stared at the head of the monster, which he couldn't see clearly, and asked aloud, "What is this?"

"people."

The old man walked to Shen Ling's side, and said with a slight sigh.

"This is a human!?"

Shen Ling's tone was slightly surprised.

Although this thing has two arms and two legs, it doesn't look like a human being in other places.

Although it is true that traces of humans can be seen from some places.

But it's a world of difference.

"Um."

The old man nodded and said softly, "This is a person who became possessed after being infected by the devil's energy. If he is right, he was once a master warrior."

"Oh my God."

Shen Ling was amazed.

He stared at the completely unhuman monster under his feet, and couldn't imagine what made a person look like this.

In Shen Ling's cognition, obsession is just the kind of obsession, that is, wrong luck.

At most, the temper becomes bad, which is actually quite normal.

After all, after the eunuch loses that puppet, most of the tempers will change.

Not to mention being obsessed.

It's just that the enchantment in this world is far from what Shen Ling expected.

This, can be said to be a monster.

Not personally.

While Shen Ling was observing the corpse of the demon, the old man next to him said: "Since you have left the customs, let's go together. They are responsible for protecting the sect. By the way, you will burn this corpse later." Lose.

"

"Yes."

The Yuanzong disciple next to him nodded.

They looked at Shen Ling with envy and admiration in their eyes.

And some admiration.

"Where are you going?"

Shen Ling asked suspiciously.

"Over there in the village."

The old man said slowly, "Although we have no specific contact with the village, the demons have already arrived here, and there may be problems in the village."

"it is good."

Shen Ling nodded.

It's the same here in Wujing, the village is affiliated with the sect.

Ordinary sects will choose to protect the village, and at the same time, the village will be more prosperous because of the sect.

However, when Shen Ling and the old man came to the village below Yuanzong.

But there was only a pungent smell of blood floating in the air.

"I'm late."

Shen Ling moved his nose and shook his head slowly.

He didn't smell the stench from the demon's body, but this pungent smell of blood obviously meant that something big happened in this village.

"Go and have a look."

The old man shook his head, drew out his long sword, and moved forward cautiously.

Shen Ling nodded without making a sound.

The two of them walked forward together, passed by many houses, and saw many dead bodies.

This scene is like purgatory on earth...

shocking.

While walking, Shen Ling searched for survivors with the eyes of longevity.

When passing the Xiaocun Inn, he stopped.

"wait for me."

Slowly speaking to the old man, Shen Ling stepped into the inn.

He looked left and right, and soon saw a long bloodstain, which seemed to be going to the back of the counter.

Tick ​​tock.

The water dripped down, and Shen Ling stepped forward.

In this extremely quiet inn, Shen Ling saw the shopkeeper's body behind the counter, and a man who was so angry.

"How about it?"

Looking at the waiter in front of him, Shen Ling quickly bent down.

After a brief observation, Shen Ling found that the waiter's arm had been torn off, and there was even a hole in his stomach that seemed to be pierced.

Seriously injured.

"I'm going to die."

The shop waiter spoke softly, then reached out and touched his waist, "Here, this is the money I saved for the past two months, help, help me and give it to my father."

Shen Ling rejected the money bag handed over by the waiter.

He got up slowly, and condensed a drop of immortality in the shop waiter's blank gaze.

The drop-shaped longevity power fell from Shen Ling's palm, and precisely landed on the exposed wound of Xiaoer Dian.

This shop waiter was basically beaten to death by the demon, and only supported by his own will.

The wounds on the body began to heal rapidly.

"You can do the rest by yourself."

Looking at the shop waiter, a smile appeared on Shen Ling's face.

But looking at the corpse of the shopkeeper next to him, Shen Ling's smile quickly faded again.

Shaking his head, Shen Ling walked out of the inn.

But.

The old man is no longer here.

What about people?

Shen Ling's face was full of doubts.

He closed his eyes again, sensing the location of the old man.

Soon, on a street not far from here, Shen Ling sensed the location of the old man.

It's just that at this moment, the old man seems to be fighting with something...

That thing is in the vision of the Eye of Longevity.

Like a ball.