Black Dragon Pond, this is not a difficult place to find.

In fact, Ziqin only found this place after a little inquiry.

Like in the original book, the Black Dragon Pond is full of swamps, and the only way is hidden in the formation, Yinggu has been studying the formation for decades, but she has also made certain achievements.

But this kind of achievement is really not enough compared to Huang Laoxi.

At this time, you can see the horror of Huang Laoxie again, except for the extremely high martial arts, Huang Laoxie is known as astronomy and geography, and the medicine and astrology are all refined, if it weren't for Huang Laoxi's martial arts, none of them have anything to do with the Xiaoyao faction, Ziqin even wants to think about whether Huang Laoxie is a person from the Xiaoyao faction.

Opening Huang Laoxi's Qimen Five Elements Array, Qin quickly saw the flaws in Yinggu's formation.

When he came to the door of the house in the Black Dragon Pond, Ziqin hesitated slightly, this is a poor woman, if it is possible, Ziqin will never bother Aunt Ying.

But Ziqin wanted the general outline of Jiuyin.

Whether it is the famous world or the main world, Ziqin must have strong strength if he wants to live freely.

And where does this power come from, it can only be obtained by uncompromising means again and again, and the general outline of Jiuyin, Qin Zhi, is bound to win.

Ziqin is not Huang Laoxi, it is impossible to rely on the five elements of Qimen to create any world-class mastery, let alone Huang Shang, who has created a unique miracle in the world by reading thousands of volumes of Taoist scriptures.

So Ziqin can only keep collecting martial arts cheats, and then fuse them into powerful martial arts with the help of the damn system in his mind.

Although he tried to break the shackles set by the system, he only danced with the shackles and did his best within the scope of what he could.

He cultivated hard again and again just because he couldn't be sure how long he could have these martial arts, when the system gave them, and when he would take them back, so he cultivated desperately, which made him feel that the power in his body was not completely given by the system, at least there was a little bit of his own cultivation, and it was completely his power.

Ziqin slapped the door open, and a figure suddenly jumped into his arms in the darkness of the room, and the howling wind sounded.

Aunt Ying is a hard-working person, since the death of the child, Aunt Ying has not only studied Qimen gossip for more than 20 years, but also practiced martial arts.

But this world is so unfair, posture determines everything, and Aunt Ying, who has been cultivating for decades, is still a low-handed.

The energy on his body suddenly swelled, and the black figure in his arms was bounced out, falling to the ground heavily.

Ziqin looked at it, but it was Aunt Ying, who was a.

"I'm not here to trouble you."

Ziqin opened his mouth indifferently, but Aunt Ying on the ground had a cold look on her face, obviously, the latter did not believe Ziqin.

"I've got something I want to ask for a lamp to help me with something, maybe I can help you with something by the way."

Ziqin continued to speak, and Aunt Ying's eyes lit up slightly.

This woman still didn't believe Ziqin, but the martial arts that Ziqin showed just now could indeed help her achieve the thing she wanted.

"What do you think of my martial arts compared to Nandi?"

Ziqin spoke again and looked at Aunt Ying coldly, "Do you think I need to deceive you with such a martial art." ”

The last sentence obviously succeeded in untying Aunt Ying's heart knot, indeed, at this moment, Ziqin's martial arts do not need to deceive anyone, even if Aunt Ying's martial arts are poor, but it can be seen that Ziqin's martial arts are definitely above the Southern Emperor.

"That old guy is arrogant, and he may not help you."

Ying Gu spoke coldly, and got up from the ground slightly embarrassed, her head was slightly lowered, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but Ziqin didn't say much, just let out a disdainful laugh coldly.

"With you and me, I think Nandi will help me."

Ziqin spoke again, but Aunt Ying's head suddenly rose, and a trace of anger flashed in Aunt Ying's eyes, this woman's martial arts talent is not very good, but after all, she was the imperial concubine, but she knew what Ziqin had in mind.

In exchange for Nandi's help from Nandi's apology to Yinggu.

This is indeed a very good idea, Nandi himself is an easy-going person, plus he apologized for burying Aunt Ying for more than twenty years, even if he exchanged his life for Aunt Ying's forgiveness, I am afraid that he will get his wish.

It's just that as the former imperial concubine, Aunt Ying obviously doesn't want to be used, and similarly, even if she pays her surname, she is never willing.

"Don't you want to know who killed your son?"

Looking at Aunt Ying's stubborn gaze, Ziqin smiled coldly again, but this time Aunt Ying was stunned, this matter has been in Aunt Ying's heart for more than 20 years, no matter who is concerned about one thing for more than 20 years, it will become a heart disease, and if there is a chance to solve this heart disease, it is never a problem to exchange your life.

"You, you know this, it's impossible, looking at your age, how can you know about it."

Aunt Ying's expression was slightly excited, and then she denied the gains and losses, Shen Qinggang, who Ziqin is playing now, is indeed not very old, in his twenties, but Aunt Ying's child has been dead for more than 20 years, and it is indeed impossible for Ziqin to know about it from the perspective of age alone.

"If I don't know anything, how can I know that your son was killed?"

Ziqin blocked all of Yinggu's suspicions with a cold sentence, and there was indeed no problem with this sentence, Yinggu's expression changed again, and she already believed in Ziqin in her heart.

"Do you want to follow me to Nandi, in exchange for the answer of who killed your son, I will only ask once, and I will not wait."

Ziqin looked at Aunt Ying, who was a little depressed, and snorted coldly, and her tone suddenly became tough.

"Follow."

This time, Aunt Ying nodded immediately without the slightest hesitation, there is only one chance, even if she is deceived, she will kill Emperor Nandi at most, this is something that Aunt Ying has long thought, as for her unwillingness, what is the hatred of her son.

Looking at Aunt Ying's hideous face, Confucius smiled slightly in his heart.

For some reason, Ziqin always felt that it didn't seem to be going well for the matter of finding Nandi to translate the General Outline of Jiuyin, so he didn't just look for Black Dragon Pond to ask for directions, but more importantly, he wanted to use Yinggu to threaten Nandi.

Since becoming a monk, Nandi is estimated to have seen through life and death, even the life and death of the four guards of the fishing and farming books can definitely not threaten Nandi, but Yinggu is definitely the last hurdle in Nandi's heart, which is what Buddhism calls obsession.

The place where Nandi lived in seclusion was extremely remote, and Ziqin was once again glad that he had found Yinggu first, otherwise it would have been absolutely impossible to find Nandi.

In the original book, Guo Huang and the two of them really took a lot of effort to make a lot of effort through the fishing and farming books, but Ziqin didn't put the four of them in his eyes, however, when he came to a mountain, Yinggu suddenly grabbed Ziqin.

"When you see a fisherman, you must restrain him, Nandi lives in seclusion in the mountains, but the outermost part needs to cross a rapid, if you can't restrain the fisherman, I'm afraid they won't be able to cross that rapid."

Yinggu's voice was extremely serious, Ziqin was slightly stunned, and then thought that it was indeed necessary to cross a torrent in the original book, he nodded, although he was not afraid of fighting, but if he faced nature, he had no way.

After all, although Ziqin's martial arts are strong now, he has not yet reached the realm of being able to cross the river with a reed.

After Aunt Ying said this, the two turned a corner and finally saw a waterfall, but a man was sitting under the waterfall fishing, and he could guess that this person was the fisherman by contacting the original book Ziqin.

Ziqin didn't say much, and went straight towards this person, who was wary and wanted to turn back, Ziqin had already pointed at this person's acupoint through the air.

After doing this, Zi Qinjing carried the iron boat next to the fisherman and went straight to the back of the mountain, but he didn't pay attention to this person anymore.

Aunt Ying followed behind Ziqin, but her eyes suddenly lit up, Ziqin's finger was clean and neat, and it was a point in the air, but it once again showed its strong force, and Aunt Ying was more confident that Ziqin could help her take revenge, even if she couldn't, but it really showed that Ziqin did not deceive herself, but she knew who killed her child, because this kind of martial arts does not need to deceive her Aunt Ying.

The mountain turned out to be a torrent, Ziqin casually threw the iron boat into the torrent, and before the torrent washed away the iron boat, Ziqin had already pulled Yinggu to jump on the iron boat, and his hands suddenly waved towards the back.

Pulled into the iron boat, Aunt Ying was still wondering how Ziqin would row the iron boat without an iron oar, but she didn't want Ziqin to wave her palms backwards, but a strong palm force had already pushed the iron boat forward and drove quickly.

The iron boat is extremely fast under the impetus of Ziqin's palm wind, and then it is even simpler after going ashore, with Aunt Ying, Ziqin is familiar with the plot, and the two of them are without difficulty, until the scholar here only encountered a little trouble.

This scholar blocked the passage, and the location was on the cliff, and he was afraid that there was no way to change to others, even Aunt Ying also thought that Ziqin was afraid that it would be difficult, but she didn't want Ziqin to jump straight over as if she hadn't seen the scholar.

There is a huge gap in front of the scholar, there is an abyss below, and there is a small gap in the back, and there is still an abyss below.

The scholar's stone is naturally not as good as Huang Laoxi, but the stone containing internal force is also extremely strong.

Any person who practices martial arts may not be able to resist the mountain wall in mid-air, and if he resists, he may be in danger of falling into the cliff under the strength of the force, however, Ziqin's body in mid-air suddenly moved slightly, avoiding the stone.

This move is really shocking, since the scholar practiced martial arts, it is the first time that he has seen a person in mid-air who can move.

This time the scholar was shocked, and when he returned to Shenziqin but it was almost in front of him, the scholar slapped out without hesitation, his duty was to guard this place and not let outsiders pass at will.

At this moment, Ziqin showed such a strong martial art again, but the scholar was even more afraid to let Ziqin pass.

This palm is almost the internal force of the scholar.

In mid-air, Ziqin looked at the scholar gritting his teeth and showed a cold smile, his palm suddenly stretched, and a suction force suddenly appeared, the scholar's face suddenly changed, but his body had already risen off the ground.

Suddenly, the position between Ziqin and the scholar was exchanged, Ziqin landed on both feet, but the scholar fell into the abyss next to him crying wolf.

Aunt Ying's expression was slightly stunned, she had thought about Nandi's life for more than 20 years, but at this moment, she still felt in a trance when she saw Nandi's disciple die, but a thought couldn't help but pop up in her heart, is this really what she wants.

It's just that this idea was immediately replaced by the sadness of her son's death, and Nandi's indifference led to her son's death, which made her hatred for Nandi pour out the water of the three rivers and five lakes and couldn't wash it away.

After being a scholar in the past, Ziqin and Yinggu went all the way to the top of the mountain, but along the way, Ziqin thought of another thing in his heart.

In the original book, the junior brother of the Southern Emperor seems to be here at the moment, the old monk once appeared in the Condor, but it was from Tianzhu, and Gu Tianzhu seems to have contact with Persia, it is difficult to guarantee that the old monk does not know Persian.

Thinking that the old monk might know Persian, Ziqin immediately had six holy fire orders in his heart.

With the improvement of martial arts, Ziqin's memory has become more and more powerful, although the six holy fire orders are not around, but Ziqin clearly remembers every stripe on the six holy fire orders.

Perhaps, you can get the Holy Fire Order martial arts from here.

At the top of the mountain, Ziqin took Aunt Ying directly into a large hall, and at this time, there were two old monks cross-kneeling in the hall, one of whom could identify at a glance that it was definitely not Chinese.

Ziqin's gaze looked at the other person, but he was secretly frightened at this look.

This old monk looks kind and detailed, but there is a luster like charm between his eyes, which is clearly a manifestation of the ultimate in internal strength, and even Huang Laoxie is definitely inferior to it from the perspective of internal strength alone.

Ziqin suddenly remembered that in the original book, Emperor Nan had learned innate skills from Wang Chongyang.

Fortunately, Duan Yu did not pass on his martial arts, otherwise the North Ming and the six veins combined with the magic of Ling Bo Weibu, Ziqin could only retreat in embarrassment.

"I've seen Nandi."

Ziqin smiled slightly and bowed slowly.

In the main hall, the two monks did not speak, Ziqin's smile suddenly froze, and the original bad feeling became more and more keen.

"The younger generation Shen Qinggang, but I am here to hope that Nandi will help translate a scripture, I don't know if it is convenient for Nandi."

Ziqin spoke again, a smile appeared on his face again, and after saying this, he did not forget to secretly use his eyes to signal that he should be patient for the time being.

"The donor wants Lao Qu to translate the Nine Yin Sutra, the donor's martial arts are rare in the world, why do you want to play the idea of the Nine Yin Sutra, you must know that the slightest carelessness in martial arts will go astray, the old man Guan Donor already has a trace of gloomy breath, but he advises the donor to be able to rein in the precipice, otherwise there is a risk of going mad."

A light and a Buddha horn opened lightly, Ziqin's brows jumped, what kind of and which is this, what kind of dark atmosphere, what kind of madness, when did a lamp become a sweeping monk, it's just that even if a lamp sweeps the monk, he is not practicing Shaolin martial arts, where is the risk of going mad.

"The master joked, the younger generation has never said that he has saved my body three times, how can he go astray."

Zi Qinqiang smiled, but the uneasy feeling in his heart immediately spread, and he had already made plans for the worst.

"Judging from the internal strength of the donor, it is indeed the most authentic internal strength of Taoism, but from the behavior of the donor, the donor's martial arts have entered the devil's path."

Yideng continued to speak, and Ziqin suddenly trembled.

His sword is indeed magical, but when did the name magic appear in the Condor world, and when did Yideng have such the ability to see through martial arts.

"The Dali Duan family has been cultivating Buddhism for generations, but they can see things that others can't see, and the demon surname on the donor's body is already deep, if you don't rule him out as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will be a disaster."

The sound of a lamp continued, but Ziqin already felt chills all over his body, and he suddenly thought of something, something that he had almost forgotten.

He originally belonged to the dark camp, and moreover, he obtained a title in the white-haired world, the leader of the Demon Cult.

This title seems to have a special effect that increases the friendship of cult characters.

He suddenly thought of the head of the Ming Sect, and when he was about to kill him, the old man passed on his position as the head of the Ming Sect, and he only thought that the old man was wise, so as to keep the Ming Sect.

Now it seems that this is not the case, but his title as the leader of the Demon Sect is at work.

However, there are pros and cons to everything, and if the favorability of the evil character increases, the favorability of the decent character will definitely decrease.

Therefore, in the ancestral hall, he said those impassioned words, but Hong Qigong cooperated with him instead of handing over the beggar gang to him, even if he said the danger of losing his martial arts on Peach Blossom Island, Hong Qigong only relied on the hand-to-hand pass on his eighteen palms to descend the dragon, rather than teaching it personally.

Therefore, here he has no action to please Nandi will not be false to him.

Secretly cursing in his heart, Ziqin suddenly calmed down, since he can't pretend to be a good person, then at most he doesn't pretend, he is not a good person, and the corners of his mouth slowly brought a sneer, he can use fire to burn Shaolin to threaten the sweeping monks, and at this time, he is extremely strong, will he still be afraid of the Southern Emperor.

"Master, the juniors are asking you to translate the Jiuyin Sutra, not a request, please make it clear that the juniors are not good people, and besides, the juniors are not like Ouyang Feng."

Ziqin's voice suddenly became cold, and on the ground, Nandi shook his head slightly and let out a low sigh, as if he secretly regretted that a young man like Ziqin had fallen into the path of evil as he guessed.

"The younger generation just killed a scholar when he went up the mountain, and the younger generation doesn't want to kill anyone again, especially someone surnamed Duan."

Ziqin paused slightly, looking at Nandi's calm expression, his face became colder and colder, the Heavenly Dragon in the Gu Mo Zhi martial arts was as high, but he failed to threaten the Duan family at that time, Ziqin didn't believe that his words could threaten a lamp, but Ziqin didn't want to threaten a lamp if he relied on it.

"The master has also been an emperor, I don't know if the people of Dali still have the mentality of being a citizen, if the younger generation because of the master's not help in all the wells in Dali, I don't know if the master will feel sad, or feel that even if the people of Dali die, it is just a return to the embrace of the Buddha."

Ziqin slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it to the ground, and suddenly, a scorched yellow color appeared on the ground, and then the ground was corroded into a pothole with a slight sound.

The gazes of Nandi and the other monk became difficult at the same time, and at the door, Aunt Ying's face was also pale.

(To be continued)