The Lord who use immortals as food

Yinzhou, beside Qingjing Lake.

Wudong laughed.

".It's no lie, my lord."

In the business world, Wei Mingfu, the chief shopkeeper of Jin Yuzhai, is known as the "Two Eyebrow Opera" because his two long eyebrows are flexible and eye-catching. Any expression with these two eyebrows will be real and vivid.

Now he also smiled and frowned sincerely, just like a stall owner who had been robbed.

"Is everything burned?" Wudong said calmly.

"There are still those in recent years." Wei Mingfu lowered his eyebrows, wondering, "If you want to check it out, sir, we will immediately call it out, but if it is earlier, or even twenty years ago, there is really nothing we can do."

"A business like Xinpo's that earns several thousand taels of silver a year is not complicated." Wudong looked at him with gray eyes, "As far as I know, the business account book has been damaged, and the chamber of commerce will try to restore it as soon as possible. of."

"There is indeed a restoration of the original. It's just based on the old man's memory. It comes and goes in scattered pieces. It is inevitable that there will be omissions and errors. Please take a look, sir."

"Take me to get it." Wudong said coldly.

Wei Mingfu wiped his sweat, as if he really didn't expect the old man to know this, so he turned around and walked to the back of the hospital.

This is the deepest courtyard of Jinyuzhai. After going out, you are away from the shore. In front of you is a water pavilion erected on the lake.

Arriving here seems to have entered another depth of Jinyu Zhai. The noise in the front yard has completely disappeared. At this time, only the night wind lifts the clothes. There are no candles on the waterside pavilion, just like a giant beast lying on the deep water waves.

Four well-dressed guards stood at the door, led by Ba Sheng.

The Wudong gaze did not stay here, but continued to lift up and look deeper into the past.

If this water pavilion is a giant beast, then it is guarding the door leading there.

——Behind the water pavilion, a long corridor leads straight to the center of the lake, like a dragon shadow floating in the darkness. At the end of the dragon shadow, a nine-story tower was built, also dark and candleless.

The Lotus Planting Pagoda is a place shrouded in mist in the Shaolong River and Lake.

Jinyuzhai was founded in a mixed environment of green forests, gangsters, powerful people, and aristocratic families. Forty years ago, Hua Wanquan, the "Golden Deer" who was only thirty years old, swam among them like a loach with fangs, and established the "Jinyuzhai" "Zhai" is the foundation.

Down, there are gangs in the city and gangs in the mountains; up, there are senior government officials and famous and upright people, all of whom have their own ways. Business is the way to exchange what is needed and what is not. The more ways there are, the more business will naturally come to your door, and it will prosper year after year.

Just for the green stems that originate from the silt, there will be a lot of poisonous insects and water damage. If the three words "Jin Yu Zhai" want to grow into the light, spread their leaves and bloom and make people nod, they must firmly establish the roots. Hua Wanquan established Zhuangzi on the bank of Qingjing Lake and built a high tower on the rocks in the depths of the lake. He lived in this tower day and night, hung up the three characters "Jinyu Zhai" clearly, and used a long knife to support the tower. The darkest and most difficult days.

It wasn't until he stepped into Xuanmen and came to destroy three gangs that he completely ended those years.

From then on, the three words "Jinyu Zhai" became bigger and bigger, and went higher and higher. Now the mud has been washed away, and the signboard has been solidly established.

And it was during this process that the notorious "Blood Lotus Golden Deer" gradually faded away and no longer appeared in Jin Yuzhai's business, which meant that Jin Yuzhai completely bid farewell to that chaotic period.

When someone asked, Jin Yuzhai's answer was "return to the mountains and forests, travel around the world" and no longer pay attention to the affairs of the Chamber of Commerce. The lotus pagoda has been sealed since then, and no one has set foot there again.

No one knows whether this statement is true or not, and his shadow has always been looming behind Jin Yuzhai.

People say that there is a secret martial arts book of a long-standing master hidden in this tower. Maybe some desperadoes really tried to explore it, but no one came out alive.

Now up close, it does look like it has been uninhabited for a long time.

Wudong retracted his gaze and walked into the waterside pavilion with his sword in hand.

At the deepest point, Wei Mingfu opened the door. There was nothing in the room. The innermost wall was a stone wall with an iron door inlaid on it.

Wudong had no intention of avoiding it, and Wei Mingfu reluctantly opened the iron door. Amidst the sound of the mechanism, the secret vault was revealed. The shopkeeper's hesitation seems to be quite reasonable now. Not to mention the secret treasures, the [South China Sea Fire Vermillion] declared at the mid-year singing and sales that the business was at a loss, and the last few kilograms were sold at a huge price. Now there is half a shelf here.

In addition to the hoarding of goods, many long-lost swords and magic weapons have also been found here. They are either passed down from ancestors or from the town sect. Taking out many of them is the end of an unsolved case in the world.

Wudong glanced at these things lightly, and Wei Mingfu had already taken out an account book that was neither new nor old.

"This is the booklet that was added after the burning, sir." Wei Mingfu opened his hands and handed it over, "The next seven pages are related to Xinpo."

I turned over it slowly, and I could see clearly that some of the items were sold to other chambers of commerce, some were ordered anonymously, some were sold at singing venues, and some were purchased in the name of a sect or gang. Everyone has their own way out. Except for the fact that the paper and ink are not the same as those of the past, Jin Yuzhai restored all other details quite completely.

"Is this how you sell your heart amulets?" After a while, Wudong closed the book and looked at the person in front of him calmly again.

"If you have any questions, sir, we will definitely cooperate and compare them one by one." Wei Mingfu frowned slightly again, his sincerity evident in his words.

"Jin Yuzhai does have a clever gentleman. Unfortunately, the accounts can only be made to look like they are, but they can never be true." Wudong sighed, "This is why I must read this account book even though I know you have tampered with it. .”

"The adults are joking. If they have done anything, you can go and ask them one by one."

"I believe that Shan Cha's Xinpo business in the past twelve years must be perfectly integrated and perfectly rounded. Unfortunately, any lie has its boundaries. When you expand your horizons to a scale that lies cannot keep up with, it is natural that there is no room for roundness. It shows." Wudong looked at him, "Jin Yuzhai's business over the years has great advantages."

"." Wei Mingfu's expression did not move, and he only lowered his eyebrows.

"As soon as the southern jewelry materials arrive in Shaolong, you can always give the government the fastest and most sincere orders, with the total amount ranging from 3,000 to 6,000 taels. In this way, you can seize the first batch of sales. Right." Wudong looked at him, "There are four main accounts of Jinyuzhai every year: about three thousand taels from the pawn sales of luxury goods; about seven or eight thousand taels from the sale of mysterious materials; about three thousand taels from the sales and carvings of the own gold and jade mines. Four thousand taels; the rest is the Xinpo business, not bad, right?"

"." Wei Mingfu's face was already a little pale, and his eyebrows gradually became splayed. He forced a smile and said, "There is still some other progress."

"Every May, you complete the purchase of luxury goods from the south. In April, you have to spend another three to four thousand taels to buy Xinpao. At the end of July, southern mysterious materials come again, and you immediately spend four to five thousand taels. "Cash Silver" Wudong chuckled and threw the brochure back on the shelf, "Business and buying, according to this brochure, where are your 'sales' in the first half of the year?"

"."

"So, Xinpo is not sold in small quantities throughout the year. As soon as you get the goods - no matter six or ten kilograms - there will be a fixed, bulk sales channel immediately. Seven or eight kilograms of Xinpo will be sold, and four kilograms will be sold. Come back with five thousand taels of silver. You even bought it on their behalf." Wudong looked at him coldly, "If Shopkeeper Wei can settle this account, it will be the void's ability to generate silver."

"." Wei Mingfu's eyebrows slowly lowered and his lips trembled slightly, "Sir, you have to speak with evidence."

"The Jinyuzhai will be completely sealed today. The silver that has passed through will always leave traces. Within half a month, the Immortal Platform will be able to uncover a complete chain of evidence." Wudong looked at him indifferently.

The eyebrows suddenly stood up, as if they had been stepped on a painful spot and screamed: "Sir! That would be -"

"But that's what you wanted." Wudong looked at him indifferently.

"." Wei Mingfu froze completely, his vivid expression frozen on his face. It turns out that when my heart really sinks, these eyebrows are frozen.

Wudong stopped looking at him and pressed his sword straight back: "Half a year ago, Xianrentai was hunting for Yan Maohua, the 'flower poison' who had just entered Xuanmen. The traces were found in the Yinzhou area but disappeared. Later they determined that he was a member of the Xuanmen. He planted the lotus pagoda and never came out again."

Wei Mingfu followed in panic: "No crane check! No master"

"So I think Hua Wanquan may have never left and has always been in this tower." The sealed back door slammed open in front of Xuanqi, and Wudong stepped onto the corridor under the night wind, "Many years ago , he stopped in the realm of '缁衣' due to his talent and hidden injuries. Now, what can make him sell the entire Jinyu Zhai, just to gain this half month for Huanshilou?"

Wudong caressed the Jade Tiger's mouth with an expressionless face. The man was already flying like a crane, and the dozens of feet long bridge passed by in one step: "I hope he really stepped into the 'stretching body', otherwise it would be too boring." "

The old man never intended to find any evidence. Time was the most important thing at this time. He just wanted to "know" and then run to the deepest point.

The crane's clothes fell straight to the top of Zhonglian Pagoda. The injury suffered by Bowang was obviously still affecting him, but Wudong didn't have the slightest fear. He pressed the top of the tower with one arm, and the mysterious energy penetrated in, and the lake around the tower stirred up like a wave. The lotus, the gold and iron were calm amidst the sound of the waves, it was like all the door locks and iron chains in the entire tower were breaking inch by inch.

Indeed, even if the famous old master "Golden Deer" in the world of martial arts really stepped into the realm of body-shaking, it would still not be enough in front of the sharpest crane inspection at Shaolong Immortal Platform.

The holeless sword floated in, and he hit this black tower, which was rumored to be murderous every step of the way, like walking through grass. The Zhenxuan Qi stirred up, and the iron windows of the layers he passed slammed open.

"Hua Wanquan, I should have met you several times many years ago." In the midst of the turmoil, the soft voice without holes penetrated everything very clearly, "You can be considered a man. Whatever you do, just come out and confront him."

"." A hoarse sigh came from the ground, "Master Wu, please come to the seventh floor of the lake."

Sweeping straight down without holes.

The space under the lake is much larger than above the lake, and it gets wider as it goes down, because the tower is built against the stone veins, and the depth is almost covered with huge boulders that cover half of the lake. You can dig as much as you want.

By the seventh floor, which is the deepest, it is almost as spacious as a grand hall.

It's dark, quiet, and there is no hole. Stepping in through a cold and dripping stone path, only empty footsteps are echoing.

Such a situation always makes people can't help but step lightly, but Wudong did not restrain himself at all. Falcon looked straight at it. At the end of the hall was an uncarved stone wall. Under the stone wall, a huge throne was carved and wrapped in silk robes. His body is leaning inside.

This is the only place in the entire temple where two white candles are burning.

"Hua Wanquan, where did you transport the Xinpo?"

But there was no answer.

Wudong paused for a moment, pursed his lips and walked slowly over, taking a clear look at this face.

The high bridge of his nose, his slender eyes, and his fierce look when he closed his eyes were exactly the face of a man he once saw once, sculpted by time.

Just been dead for many years.

Wudong's jaw tensed up, and he turned around. The sound of crisp footsteps could be heard behind him.

Two men in black robes and two figures stood at the entrance of the hall.

One is white with yellow on it, the other is plain and has a hooked face, and the two long swords are cold.

The moment their eyes met, Wudong knew that his enemy was no longer Hua Wanquan, the master of Yeluzi.

Two senior Xuanmen who have been pondering in the realm of body-shaking for a long time, Huansilou's investment in this place exceeded Wudong's expectations.

Judging from Hua Wanquan's body, they have been in complete control of this place for many years.

It turns out that Huansilou's control of Jin Yuzhai was never a transaction, but a puppet-like control after draining his heart and lungs.

How can Huansilou have such control?

There is something weird about being hole-free, but there is no time to dwell on it now.

Just as he went straight in without any concessions and was determined to find Huansilou's whereabouts from here, Huansilou was equally determined to block this road.

The two people, who had no holes in their bodies, believed that they must be indispensable senior members of the Huansi Building, and now they just wanted to bury him here.

Wudong took a breath and gently unsheathed the jade tiger. There was a sudden explosion in the palace, without any conversation, and a black shadow flashed up with cold light!

Wu Dong held it with his sword, and with a clang, his body was slammed into the stone wall. The next moment, a second cold light hit his lower back, and [Zhe Feng Ting] exploded in a very small gap, forcing the sword in front of him to retreat. In an instant, the holeless slanting sword held the second sharp blade.

After a round of fighting, the battle became tense to the extreme in silence.

The two black robes were stronger than Wudong imagined. One sword was thrust forward, and the other was bent backwards. The power and dislocation were frighteningly accurate. This is not a sword skill, it is just the peak quality displayed by two masters who are good at fighting in one fight.

Wudong had deliberately given up his strength when receiving the first sword. If his back had not been pressed against the stone wall in advance, the second sword would have definitely opened a bloody hole in his body.

Now that both sides knew each other's depth, Wudong lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyes, slowly relaxing the palm holding the sword.

A brutal fight broke out in this space in an instant.

Wudong knew that time was not on his side, and he had to break through before the opponent figured out his trump card. He did not have the ability to dodge and defend. Amidst the collision of air currents and cold shadows, he used sword blades, magic weapons, and mysterious weapons. Technique, using the wound to replace the opportunity to draw the sword, according to the feeling of receiving the sword just twice, violently pouring all the murderous intention of a crane towards the weaker Hakumen.

But the two men in black robes refused to give in. There is no risk of losing one's life with a chance of victory, and there is no calmness for the enemy to advance and we to retreat. No one knows what he can do if you give him enough space. The determination of the two black robes at this time is breathtaking - you want to replace the injury, then I'll trade wounds with you, one sword for two swords! If you want to exchange lives, then I will exchange lives with you, one life for another!

If one dies, the other will definitely cut off the head.

In such a battle where everyone was fighting with swords, two men in black robes and crane robes were walking back and forth in the dark hall. The shadows of swords flashed, blood flowed and red splattered, and every moment it seemed as if a limb was about to fly up.

For Wudong, when the two swords of Bai Mian clashed again, the opponent's sword weakened for a moment, which was the real chance to decide life and death.

You bleed and I bleed, but we weaken at different rates.

For the first time, Mudong did not attack, but instead ducked to pass the plain sword. The person's condition was almost intact, and the sword was really strong and fast. Mudong almost used up all his strength to avoid it.

Even though Bai Mian's shoulder blade was shattered in the previous move, he still immediately seized the opportunity and worked hard to fill the gap left by the sword.

Behind Wudong, the plain-faced sword had a cold and dim light in the mysterious energy.

Taking the initiative to seek a change of pace in a difficult situation is the end result. You did get a chance to compete with the male tiger under you, but the female tiger had already revealed its sharp fangs from behind.

But the tiger's roar sounded first from the holeless sword.

This Shen Mei's sharp sword lit up with a dazzling electric light, and the power it unleashed surpassed all the previous offensives that seemed to be murderous.

"Mingguang Thunder"·[Walking in the Sky and the Sea]

With all his strength, the sword light turned into a thunder dragon rushing through the sea, and the white light almost drowned the old man's arm. Facing such light and heat, Bai Mian and his beard were flying, he folded his sword and made a counterattack for the first time.

This sword was enough to overwhelm Bai Mian's ordinary attack sword and inflict enough heavy damage on him, so Bai Mian did not change.

From the desperate "Fight for Life" to the calm and sober "Cunning", the sudden change of pace does not bring any chance.

It's fine to exchange injuries and fight, but one attack has always been exchanged for two attacks, and now Wudong suddenly had to exchange one attack for another, and Bai Mian immediately wanted to take back his chips.

The sword of Hengjiang was held steadily in front of him, and Bai Mian faced everything calmly. In this way, it was a fair exchange for his own sword to be defeated and So Men to pierce his back.

But at this moment, the hilt of the sword in his hand suddenly lost control. Before Somyeon could squeeze his wrist, the next moment the two swords were clashing, and most of the sword in his hand was suddenly loose.

So everything was caught off guard.

The Sword of Looseness suddenly bloomed with light as bright as day, and the second step was [Walking in the Sky and the Sea]. Taking the intersection of the two swords as the axis, the two terrifying forces perfectly merged into the same straight line in an instant.

The electric snake flashed past, leaving a burnt hole in Bai Mian's throat.

The holeless gray eyes are indifferent, this is an almost peak attainment in swordsmanship.

【Jade Tiger】, pull the thread.

He finally finished killing the enemy with one attack after another. He still had the energy to twist and turn, but at the same time, a sharp tearing pain came from his back. His dodge tendency was inconsistent with the opponent's sword, and the blood and flesh were dripping. Has fallen to the ground.

Wudong fell to the ground, Fang swung his sword, but his body suddenly stiffened, and the mysterious energy that penetrated the wound on his back exploded like fire. The old man's chest and abdomen instantly turned red, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out.

Su Mian fell to the ground and gasped for a breath of blood. He hastily and forcefully activated the Sword Flame Mysterious Sutra, which also burned his meridians.

Of course, he still had too many advantages over the old man opposite who was urgently sealing his pulse.

It's just that the exchange of lives for lives has not been completed now. When fighting alone, anything can happen.

Su Mian gently held the sword flower in her arms, knowing that as long as she was serious, she could win this victory.

Wudong straightened up and slowly held the sword, which was no longer so strong.

The injury just now affected the old injuries, and Zhenxuan's Qi was greatly hindered. He was the first to swoop up with his sword!

Su Mian stood still. He took another gentle breath and calmly gathered his profound energy. At the moment when he was about to reach his body, he suddenly struck out with his sword. Waves exploded in all directions. He held the sword steadily.

But without any chance to breathe, the profound energy in front of him exploded again, and the light on the holeless sword once again shone like daylight.

Su Mian Jue Ran did not expect that Lian Si Yu Hu would launch it again, and the exact same move as before would appear again!

However, this time, Yuhu couldn't even take the sword away from Somen.

The gap in status could not be made up by strategy, so Soumen had to face this all-consuming move [Tian Hai].

It is indeed powerful, and it will indeed tie up almost all of his power. Somyeon also knows that he may be injured, but the person on the opposite side must die.

An attack that was too decisive, too brutal, and too risky. Perhaps it was indeed the best choice for the opponent. Unfortunately, it still failed to reverse the barrier of life and death. Within one-thirtieth of a breath after this move, there will be a head waiting to be slaughtered in front of you.

The thunder extinguished, the mysterious energy exploded, and this sword fighting move passed.

One-thirtieth breath has passed.

Soumen still didn't move.

He maintained the posture of holding the sword, and at the moment when the consumption of profound energy ended, he froze in the clear air.

This process will not last long, only one-thirtieth of a breath.

Then a clear sword passed by his throat and cut off the head.

Sui Zaihua shook off the blood and returned the sword to its sheath: "I have to make sure there are no more people ambushing you."

Wudong waved his hand to show that there was no need to explain: "I didn't expect that the show owner didn't mention the [Jade Tiger] matter to them."

"I also have a lot to tell you about the 'actor' that night."

"What about the name 'Qu Zhu'?" Wudong adjusted his breath again, "I specifically mentioned it to you - an acquaintance?"

"Ha." Sui Zaihua smiled expressionlessly, "Treat the wound, and then look at that stone wall - when I first saw him, he was just in his early twenties."

Hejian broke in by himself and was silenced. Wudong knew that he would die in a thousand ways, but at least in the world of Shaolong, he didn't expect his corpse to have such a sense of humor.