CHAPTER XXXVI. The little Dao aunt who was dragged into the water.

A light like a bean.

The man in the big white robe dropped a son on the chessboard, and the old man in the gray robe sitting opposite him immediately fell a son as well. Soon, the black and white twins stretched into two giant dragons and fought on the chessboard.

The last word falls, and the winner on the chessboard is decided.

"I won." The little old man in the gray robe smiled, and did not miss this chess game that he had spent an afternoon to defeat the opponent, his hand slapped slightly on the edge of the chessboard, and the two-colored chess pieces were bounced up and landed in the two chess boxes. The chess box is black and white, and none of them are staggered.

"Except for the fact that you lost to me once thirty years ago, you have never let me win in the past thirty years." The man in the white robe sighed as if he was really in distress because he had lost.

The gray-robed little old man laughed, his hand on the chessboard they had just played, and with a little force, the chessboard shattered into powder.

"I've lost to you before, so I've vowed to win you thirty times. Today is the last time, and I won't play chess with you again. ”

So saying, he stood up and was about to go out the door. When he was playing chess, he was hunched back, his gray robe was also a little tattered, and his hair was scattered on both sides with a trace of gray. And when he stood up, he could see that he was a tall, strong, and clear-eyed man.

He let others call him Little Old Man, as if only because his name was "Little Old Man".

The white-robed man who was left behind him suddenly said: "Wait." ”

The little old man Wu Ming's pace did not stop at all because of his words, the white-robed man had known him for more than thirty years, and he also knew a little about his temperament, so even if he was ignored by him today, there was not the slightest anger on his face.

Sitting firmly at the stone table, the white-robed man said slowly, "Don't you want to know about the Heavenly Favorite?" ”

Wu Ming sat back suddenly.

The man in the white robe was naturally the high priest of the Western Demon Sect. Thirty years ago, Wu Ming went to the Western Regions and took advantage of the Jade Rakshasa retreat to turn the Western Demon Sect up and down, just to find a "Heavenly Favorite".

At that time, Wu Ming's martial arts were already so high that he did so in their Western Demon Sect, but no one in the entire Western Demon Sect could discover him. If he hadn't broken into the altar of the high priest Qing Xiu, even the high priest would not have been able to discover his existence.

The high priest did not know martial arts, but he was extremely skilled in chess. He invited Wu Ming to play a game, and if he lost, he would leave the Western Demon Sect. Wu Ming responded, and the two of them worked for a day and a night, and on the second day, Wu Ming finally left the Demon Sect.

Wu Ming seems to have an unusual obsession with winning and losing. He is naturally intelligent, and he can learn any martial arts as soon as he learns them, and what skills are just easy for him to come by. Defeat was a precious experience for Wu Ming, so he would entangle everyone who could make him defeat, and the high priest was one of them.

For the next thirty years, Wu Ming would always come to the Western Regions to play chess with him. And now, it's the thirtieth year.

"What conditions do you have?" Wu Ming stared at the high priest with an undisguised burning heat in his eyes. That's the burning heat of the Celestials, and it's also ...... Burning heat for failure.

Wu Ming is a very conceited person, and he feels that as long as he is willing, it is not difficult for him to be invincible in the world. And his feeling didn't seem to be wrong, even though he knew that "there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world", but Wu Ming has not met a real opponent so far.

So when he learned about the legend of the Celestial Being, he began to have great enthusiasm for such figures. He flipped through many ancient books, feverishly searching for clues from the Heavenly Favor. After some hard searching, he really knew something about the Heavenly Favorite.

According to legend, those who are favored by heaven must come from the sect of the Tang Dynasty. These sects disappeared after the Anshi Rebellion, and Wu Ming searched for a long time, and finally found the Western Demon Sect that split from the Ming Sect. He infiltrated the Western Demon Cult, but found no trace of the Heavenly Favorite.

The Heavenly Favor had not appeared for three hundred years, and originally, Wu Ming had been completely disappointed with this legend. This time he was suddenly mentioned by the high priest, and he couldn't help but be intrigued.

The high priest did not beat around the bush and said bluntly: "As long as you help me kill someone." ”

Wu Ming: "Who?" ”

High Priest: "Simon blows snow." ”

Wu Ming: "Yes. ”

The high priest continued: "Time is short, on the seventh day of the first month, Simon blowing snow must die!" "And today, it's the third day of the first month.

Wu Ming hesitated slightly. Now he is at the junction of the Western Regions and the Central Plains, and Ximen Blowing Snow is naturally in Wanmei Villa. The two places are thousands of miles apart, and even if they hurry up, they will never be able to arrive in four days.

But he still nodded—the Celestial Ones were too important for a boring and impoverished life. The distance that he can't catch up with is still possible as long as he does his best to do light work.

"A gentleman's word, a quick horse." The high priest paused and said, "When the matter is done, I will tell you who the Heavenly Favor is." ”

The high priest seemed to want to say something, but he saw Wu Ming on the other side suddenly come up to him and point to the knife, and his curly nails suddenly spread out, flashing a little metallic luster.

His fingers stabbed into the High Priest's heart, and before the High Priest could react, Wu Ming pulled out the beating heart from his chest.

It couldn't even be called a heart anymore, and the pieces of flesh that didn't beat in the slightest took on a dull black and gray color, and exuded a disgusting fishy smell.

Wu Ming didn't dislike the bad taste of the heart at all, he looked at the heart over and over like a child, and after studying it for a long time, he popped out his nails and carefully cut the piece of meat in his hand.

As soon as it was opened, the dense insects inside quickly chrysalis came out, spreading to Wu Ming's forearm, and there was a tendency to drill inside.

Unhurriedly poured the lamp oil on his arm, the stinging pain on his arm made him frown slightly, and soon, those black insects were wrapped in wax oil and fell to the ground. Wu Ming took out the potion from his arms and carefully applied it to his red, hot arm, making sure that none of the small worms were still alive.

After doing this, he leaned over and picked up a small insect on the ground and looked at it carefully for a moment. Black-footed and white-bearded, insects as small as grains of rice, inhabit the heart, and feed on human blood.

This is not a worm, but a Gu.

"This thing is really a stand-in Gu."

Wu Ming rubbed the little worm in his hand that had been wrapped in a wax ball and muttered.

He received the news from his apprentice yesterday - although Gong Jiu never admitted this point - that it was that Yu Tianbao came back to life, and he was suspected of being a stand-in Gu, if he was interested, he could investigate in the Western Demon Sect to see who planted it for him.

Stand-in substitute is "above others, for others to receive it". According to legend, this kind of Gu was bred from the wonderful phoenix Gu in the Tang Dynasty. It is said that it is reproduction, but it is better to say that it is a failure product produced by someone in order to let the Phoenix Gu see the light of day again.

The reason why it is said to be a failure is because although this kind of stand-in Gu can resist damage for another person, but the Gu caster will suffer the pain of ten thousand insects every month, not to mention, once the person who is used Gu suffers any damage, the Gu giver will not only empathize, but also need to suck the girl's blood to calm the Gu worms in his body.

The reason why Wu Ming identified the high priest as the person who gave the Gu was precisely because he smelled blood and a slight ** stench on him.

He has always had an unusual curiosity about the unknown. For example, this time, he hadn't seen this kind of stand-in Gu before, so he had to see it.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to make a move on the high priest of the Western Demon Sect, and as soon as he made a move, he dissected his heart and released the stand-in Gu that was fostered in his heart to take a good look. As for what would happen to the High Priest of the Western Demon Sect if he killed him, he didn't care.

- Anyway, the Jade Rakshasa is not in the Western Demon Sect, Wu Ming believes that there is no one in the entire Western Demon Sect who can stop him now.

Wu Ming actually wanted to fight the Jade Rakshasa very much, but he was not the one who went around looking for someone to fight. The whereabouts of the Jade Rakshasa are also mysterious, and it is said that even his Dharma protectors have never seen his true face. Wu Ming had to come to the Western Demon Sect once a year for thirty years, and he had never seen the Jade Rakshasa once.

But...... It's not without a harvest.

Thinking like this, Wu Ming put away the stand-in Gu wrapped in wax oil on the ground, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared.

He was indeed very curious about the legend of the Heavenly Favored One, and he also wanted to study the so-called Heavenly Favored One carefully. But he didn't like to trade with people in his life, and he didn't want to be threatened by anyone. This high priest violated his taboo, and it happened that his apprentice rarely sent him a letter, so Wu Ming simply did a favor.

Now, he doesn't want to do anything, the only thing he wants to do is to wait for the sea to sail on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Gong Jiu's forces spread throughout Da'an, and Wu Ming's forces were only a lot more than him. He searched hard for thirty years, and the reason why there was no news before was only because although Jun Xuan had the name of Heavenly Favor, he was not really Heavenly Favor. And now she is - Ye Gucheng's prestige can no longer hide her, she is a sharp sword, and there will always be a time when "no one in the world knows you".

Others may not associate this change with the secret story of "Heavenly Family", but Wu Ming will.

He was already sure that the little Dao Gu surnamed Jun must be the one who was favored by heaven. Aunt Dao...... Among the Tang Dynasty sects, isn't there a faction that is all Taoists?

There was a burning frenzy in his eyes, and Wu Ming couldn't wait to hope that the fifteenth day of the first lunar month would come soon.

Gong Jiu soon received the news of the death of the high priest, and he also believed that the jade rakshasa on the other side would also receive the news. He didn't know why the Jade Rakshasa had to deal with the high priest, but it was obvious that they were in each other's game, mutually beneficial, and Gong Jiu was happy to do so.

Things move fast during the first month.

When Yu Tianbao followed Gong Jiu's side closely, holding his own Rakshasa card, on the third day of the first lunar month, the high priest was found dead in the inner room of his dormitory. He died a miserable death, his heart cut in half and discarded beside him, and the smell of rancid smell all around him. Someone in the sect exclaimed in surprise, and the word "heavenly punishment" blurted out.

Western demon cults believe in gods and demons, and the doctrine says that the rakshasa curses those who are disloyal to the religion, and will make their hearts and livers rot and fall into hell forever. Today, however, the high priest, who is admired by all, has died in such a way that one has to question his loyalty to the religion.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, a man in white held a Rakshasa card and officially announced his takeover of the Rakshasa Sect at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. Half of his face was covered with a silver mask, and his body was covered in smoke, which was no different from the Jade Sect Master. Only this person has a long sword hanging from his waist, not the double swords that the Jade Sect Master is accustomed to.

The cultists were not convinced, but they didn't see how the man moved, and the cultists who were still shouting were stabbed to death by their own weapons. This trick is a secret that the Western Demon Sect does not pass on, and only the sect leader will use it. Seeing this, everyone did not dare to say anything more, and they all submitted to it.

The twentieth day of the first month. The Jade Rakshasa Jade Sect Master, who had disappeared for months, suddenly appeared. In front of the sect members, he reached out and patted the shoulder of the man who had taken over the position of sect leader, and said with a smile: "Zhenwu Zi'er, Father Xiao." ”

The people of the Western Demon Sect were in an uproar, and no one dared to have any dissenting intentions after that. Unexpectedly, the day after the old sect leader returned, their new sect leader left a book and ran away. The Jade Rakshasa laughed angrily, but there was nothing to be done.

However, in half a month, the dust has settled, and the first qiē has just begun.

Gong Jiu looked at the secret news reported by the spies in his hand and smiled slowly. He felt that now that he could go and meet the Jade Sect Master, it was time for the matter that had been in the hearts of their Taiping King and his son for many years to be resolved.