Record of Chaos

　　　　 The blizzard rolled in front of you, but it scattered and turned into a vast expanse of blizzard like feathers. When Feixue dispersed, there were five monks standing in a row. The one in the middle was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a fat body and a round and fat face, like a Maitreya Buddha, smiling as if he could not even see his eyes:

　　 "Haha, Nephew Yin, long time no see, Dao Fa has improved again."

　　 Yin Wanzhen annoyed for a while. How did you run into them? They actually came to participate in this matter with Ji Ming Palace?

　　 This fat man named Du Wenji is his uncle, an old disciple. Although this person rushed to Zhuji Jiuzhong a long time ago, he has not been able to form a pill for some reason. He is getting older now, and he is no longer as graceful as he was yesterday, and he is far inferior to the Taoist Wentian who has become a two-color inner alchemy under the master. But after all, it was his uncle, and he did not dare to be disrespectful, so he had to bow his hands:

　　 "I don't know what troubles Uncle Lao to this point?"

　　 Du Wenji smiled and said, "It's not this trivial matter in the Palace of the Underworld. Master Wentian is relieved, but Junior Brother Wentian will leave it to a group of juniors. I have to help..."

　　 Yin Wanzhen frowned. If his master asked the gods to take care of this in person, it would naturally not be his turn to intervene. But below the fifth floor of the transmission tower, only the foundation building monk can enter, and he is forced to send this loyal and reliable foundation building nine-fold disciple to shoot.

　　 I don’t know where Du Wenji heard the news. He must have told Master how important this matter is, and how unreliable it is to let a few juniors do it. Shizu was moved by him, and he asked him to follow. Unexpectedly, he would not be able to break through to the virtual core realm for a long time in building the foundation nine layers. At this time, he took advantage of Gu Wentian.

　　 Saying "to help" is actually a bullshit, and it's true to grab merit. If he returns with a single blow, the upper-level elders will be delighted and pass on some secret technique to him to break through the bottleneck of these years.

　　 Gu Wentian and Yin Wanzhen have planned this matter for more than 20 years, and now it is time to succeed in one fell swoop. He Du asked Ji if he would come to help line up early, or if he would come to line up late, but at this time, Yin Wanzhen really felt angry.

　　 It seems that there will be a fight.

　　 Yin Wanzhen also prepared for the worst. Du Wenji is nothing more than nine foundations. The other party is just crowded. If the fire were to rise, he would not necessarily lose to them with the infinitely powerful Sun Fire Sword in his hand.

　　The four Zhenzu disciples brought by Du Wenji, all gray-robed monks, were all seven-fold and eight-fold cultivation bases.

　　 Once a person in Wuyuan becomes a true disciple, then the brothers of Tongwuyuan will automatically become true disciples, and they will be included in the true disciple’s cave and practice together.

　　 But Yin Wanzhen has a trump card, that is Lan Ruoshuang. Without Lan Ruoshuang's bitter cold poisonous body, let alone these few people, even ten more Du Wenjis would not be able to take the Extreme Ming Grass.

　　 Seeing that these few comers were not good, Lan Ruoshuang waited behind this old man cleverly, like an obedient kitten.

　　 These people set up three camps in the col in the snow. These camps were also snow-white, and almost nothing could be seen beyond a hundred steps in the heavy snow.

　　 Lan Ruoshuang is alone, and the four Zhenzuo disciples brought by Du Wenji are accounted for. What makes Yin Wanzhen quite embarrassing is that he and this teacher Bodu asked the plane to live together.

　　 Du is in the middle, Yin Juci, and the two meditate separately. Du Wenji smiled and squinted his eyes and said: "The old man observes his words and looks and sees what his nephew Yin means. He has a lot of grudges in his heart for the old man, haha."

　　 Yin Wanji kept silent, thinking you really regarded me as an idiot.

"Don't blame anyone else. Your master is prudent in doing things, and he doesn't leak. This killing is one of the secret treasures that master Qin Zunyang relies on to ascend to immortality. It's so important that we still have to take care of us old guys ..."

　　 This person is so boastful that Yin Wanji is really so angry that he can't concentrate on adjusting his breath.

　　 "The female disciple brought by Nephew Yin is afraid that she is a person with a bitter cold body, right?"

　　 Yin Wanji snorted and said, "You know everything, why bother to ask me."

　　 The fat man smiled and said:

　　 "Since you and I are cooperating, please let me know the plan in detail, otherwise, if we start, not only will we not be able to work together, but we will hold back each other, which will be detrimental to the plan."

　　 For Yin Wanzhen, although this Du Wenji is annoying, he is not totally unreasonable. And since he can get here, this guy must also know the news passed by Gu Wentian, and there is nothing to conceal.

　　 Yin Wanzhen snorted, and said coldly: "The Patriarch used the extremely dark grass to suppress the killing and hide it in this power transmission tower. I must have known this matter.

　　"The younger generations don’t conceal it. The Ji Ming herb came from Yuan Ying’s cultivation base. After the ancestor, my Jade Palace has never even been out of the Golden Core disciple, let alone Yuan Ying.

"Fortunately, the master is proficient in planning, and calculated that this extremely dark grass will have a wind and fire disaster, and it will fall within half a month. So I brought this person who should be brought here, and I only need to trigger this wind and fire disaster and kill it. It must fall into my hands."

　　He said that he also had some consideration. He had no reservations about what he could guess without telling Uncle Du. But details such as how he was going to act, etc., he did not leak, and he did not mention at all. This fat man probably had expected it a long time ago, and was not surprised, just smiled and continued to ask:

"Have you ever thought about this? If this happens, stormy waves can be set off in the Jade Palace. Danyang Pavilion, Chuan Gongyuan, etc. are impossible to ask. Now there are more than us in the second floor of Chuan Gong Tower. Except for this pole. In addition to a group of Xuanbing Demon Xiu, Ming Cao also had a few outer disciples in the outer courtyard.

　　"The old man has already ordered someone to check it out. These few people who do not know how to live or die are disciples of the first-level wuyuan, and they happened to come to the Chuan Gongyuan to practice the exercises at this unlucky time.

"You killed these people and teleported them out. Although the memory is lost, if the old folks of the Chuan Gongyuan use the soul search method, they can always find some clues. Then you and I will probably be caught by them. The one who threw out the pot..."

　　 It is impossible that Yin Wanji hadn't considered this matter. That's why he brought Lu Wei, who has a heart-saving sword that can isolate the fairy tree teleportation formation, and planned to meet the disciples of the Cuiyu Palace in the Extreme Ming Palace to kill one.

　　With the Cuanxin Sword, even if these disciples are dying, they will not be teleported by the fairy tree, and they can only go to the dead city by themselves.

　　 They died at this level, and the Chuan Gong Academy was at best a practice accident, which could not be traced.

　　 Of course these people have no grievances against him. They have to blame, they can only blame themselves for being too unlucky. There is so much time on weekdays, why don’t you come early or late? But when the disaster is near, they come?

　　 As for the demon repairs, their fate is like grass mustard. He has prepared extremely powerful assassins, and must slaughter them cleanly without leaving any future troubles.

　　 But Lu Wei, who took the Zanxin Sword, went down and never came back. At this time, Fatty Du asked this question, and he was speechless for a while.

"Haha," Fatty Du said smugly, patted him on the shoulder, "Although your uncle has a bad way, he never does anything unsure. This time, my four real disciples each carry one. The big dragon wood stakes ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ These four stakes are inserted around this extremely dark palace to form an array of locks and dragons, let alone people, even a fly can't fly out."

　　 Yin Wanji nodded, and said: "Then Brother Lao." He thought to himself that you just want to use the Dragon Array to lock the killing. When the time comes, you will be yours.

　　 "The old man has an inside line in the extremely dark palace," Fatty Du leaned over with a low eyebrow, and whispered in his ear:

　　 "There are several outer court disciples who got in the way in the Ji Ming Palace belong to the same Wu Yuan.

　　"The details of these people have also been checked by the old man, and the other unknown people don't mention it.

　　 "Only one of them has the surname Song, and it is said to be a young master from the Song family in Jinzhou..."

　　 Yin Wanzhen snorted, thinking that the Song family is nothing more than rich. Compared with the powerful and powerful of the ancient family, it is on the earth and in the sky. Can you scare me away if you move out a surnamed Song?

"But the old man also has arrangements," Fatty Du said with a smile, "At that time, your man who deserves the robbery will die in this palace of the dead and life of the Song family, and the whereabouts of the killing is unknown. Such a shocking disaster, These two people happened to be able to commit the crime.

"A few outside disciples triggered the Great Calamity, destroyed the Extreme Ming Palace, and let go. Although the Song family is unintentional, but the crime is not small, the Song family of Jinzhou is unhappy, and it is hard to say anything. How much **** is done by these two people, you and I can take it off!"

　　 Du Wanji's fat face wrinkled, filled with a smug murderous aura. He had been in the snow for many years, and he had long thought that there would be no future for him. He didn't expect to catch such an opportunity to make his head suddenly, although he hadn't succeeded yet, he was already smug.

　　 "Then there will be Uncle Lao." Yin Wanzhen replied faintly, but a strange light flashed in his back eyes.