Chapter 9: The Blue-winged Bat King
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the bright moonlight and the vast snowfield reflect each other, although it is night, but it does not make people feel dark, a cyan figure keeps flashing in the snowfield, each time disappearing to the next appearance, a few feet apart, looking from a distance, as if someone is constantly moving in the snow for a short distance.
"Poof~"
Finally, the cyan figure stopped moving, crouched beside a low rock, opened its mouth at dusk, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the strange thing was that this mouthful of blood seemed to have no temperature, falling on the snow, instantly solidifying into blood-colored ice beads.
"Cough~" The Blue-winged Bat King coughed up a mouthful of blood, but his face turned blue, and under the moonlight, it looked like a thousand-year-old zombie, without the slightest trace of the characteristics of a living person.
"What a powerful knife qi, when did such a powerful knife boy appear in the Central Plains, the old bat is going to be planted this time!" Thinking of his own fame, now that he has not succeeded, no one even knows about his death, Rao is that he has already looked down on life and death, but this kind of death makes him a little unacceptable.
"Crunch~Crunch~"
The soft snow made a creaking sound when being walked by, and the blue-winged bat king was shocked, this place is extremely remote, and it is close to the main altar of Mingjiao, and now the enemy of Mingjiao is current, and the people in the sect are actively preparing for war, who will come at this time, and there is more than one person!
Trying to look in the direction where the sound came from, simple movements are quite laborious to do at this time.
"Yes...... It's you ......" Seeing the appearance of the person who came, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Blue Winged Bat King, but his voice trembled a little because of the cold in his body.
"It's so cold!" Looking at the Blue Winged Bat King who was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture, Li Xuan frowned, although he knew that he had indeed injured the other party with a knife before, but the Blue Wing Bat King's light skills were high enough to crown the world, and at the most critical moment, he avoided the vital point, even if he was injured by the sword qi, he should not have to worry about his life.
However, looking at the current appearance of the Green Wing Bat King, Li Xuan knew in his heart that it was not so much that he was injured by his own sword qi, but that it was caused by the internal force, this result made Li Xuan a little speechless, and reached out to press the other party's shoulder, the Green Wing Bat King wanted to hide, but at this time, he was eaten by the cold qi in his body, and his body was like an ice sculpture, not to mention dodging, even moving was an extravagant hope, and he could only watch the other party's palm press on his shoulder.
"That's it!" The Blue-winged Bat King's eyes were closed, and his heart was ready to meet death.
After a long wait, the imaginary death did not come, but a hot current of heat poured into the body, and the body had been bothering itself for many years, because of the careless practice and the extremely cold qi, at this moment, under the impact of this heat flow, it quickly dissipated like the spring sun turned snow, and the vicious illness for many years disappeared in an instant, and the cold and ice true qi in the body itself was not damaged in the slightest, but faintly felt a sense of improvement.
"This ......" opened his eyes a little incredulously, looked at the young man in front of him, and said in amazement for a long time: "Why did Your Excellency save me?" ”
"There may be many reasons to kill, but it doesn't seem like you need any reason to save someone, right?" Li Xuan was a little amused by the other party's question.
"You are a disciple of Emei, I am one of the four great Dharma kings of the Ming Sect, I can't think of any reason for you to save me." The Blue Winged Bat King looked at Li Xuan vigilantly, and said coldly: "If you want me Wei Yixiao to betray the Ming Sect, Your Excellency is better to avoid respecting it, although Wei Yixiao is not a righteous gentleman, but it is very difficult for me to betray." ”
"Who told you that I am a disciple of Emei?" Li Xuan asked rhetorically.
"Uh...... That's right, although the old nun is powerful, she can't teach such a powerful apprentice, otherwise she won't contact any six major factions to besiege me Guangding. Wei Yixiao was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded and said: "But even so, since you are mixed up with the people of the Emei faction, you want to come to exterminate the helper invited by the old thief this time, even if you don't kill me, you shouldn't have come to save me, and Wei Yixiao thinks that there is nothing wrong with light work, let alone being followed, but how did you find me?" ”
"Is it hard?" Li Xuan shrugged his shoulders speechlessly: "The light skills of the Bat King can indeed be alone in the world, but I don't want to compete with the Bat King in the next day, and the Bat King is injured, he must not be able to run far, and when he is defeated, it is impossible to have time to clean up the traces, I think even if the Bat King is alone, you can't do it without a trace, right?" ”
"......" Wei Yixiao felt that he had indeed asked a very brainless question, but he thought that the sharp question was broken by the other party in such a casual tone, and his face was somewhat unbearable, and he asked with a straight face: "Don't talk nonsense, what are you kid here for!?" ”
"The siege of Guangming by the six major factions, on the surface, the cause is a personal grudge between Emei and Mingjiao, but after many investigations, but accidentally found some clues, the six major factions and Mingjiao grudges, I'm afraid it's not so simple, faintly, someone behind the scenes is manipulating, intending to weaken the power of my Han people, in the next time, it is for this matter." Li Xuan's face was straight and said solemnly.
"You mean...... The court of the Tartars!? Wei Yixiao's eyes froze, revealing a solemn look for the first time.
"That's right, so I'm here to find the Bat King, and I want to ask the Bat King to introduce you Ming Sect Leader on his behalf, if possible, it's best to resolve this grudge." Li Xuan nodded.
"Boy, who the hell are you?" Wei Yixiao did not nod or refuse, but looked at Li Xuan, with seven points of doubt and three points of curiosity in his eyes.
"In Xia Li Xuan, there are some thin names in the rivers and lakes, but I don't know if the Bat King has heard of it?" Li Xuan asked tentatively, his current prestige is not high, but he is also considered the number one person in the martial arts, but compared to the level of the Ming Sect Dharma King or the head of the six major sects, I am afraid it is still far behind, so he is not sure whether his current prestige has any effect.
"It turned out to be the face of the crazy knife boy, and the old bat lost unjustly this time. Anyway, the old bat of the crazy knife boy can naturally be trusted, and this life is also saved by the son, so he will accompany the son on a trip to the bright top. Wei Yi smiled with a wry smile on his face, Li Xuan's reputation is indeed not high, but that refers to the real plane, in fact, Li Xuan slaughtered thousands of Mongolian warriors within a month, in this generation, the prestige has already caught up with the older generation of famous people, and since Li Xuan has been in the world, although the evaluation of him on the rivers and lakes is mixed, but there is one thing that no one can deny, that is, almost all of the people killed by Li Xuan are Mongolians, and it is rare to hear that there are Han people who died at his hands, in the name of Li Xuan, and now in this generation, it can be regarded as both black and white.
"Thank you very much." Li Xuan didn't expect his reputation to be so useful, and the next group of people began to march towards the top of the light under the leadership of Wei Yixiao.
On the way, Wei Yixiao couldn't help but ask curiously in his heart: "I don't know what Gongzi is cultivating is Jiuyang Divine Skill?" ”
"It's not." When Li Xuan heard this, he naturally knew what the other party meant, shook his head and smiled: "Although the yin poison in the Bat King's body is weird, it is not only the Jiuyang Divine Skill that can be cured in this world. ”
Strictly speaking, if there was no Li Xuan's appearance, the only person in this world who could cure the cold poison in the body of the Green Winged Bat King was the Jiuyang Divine Skill, but although Li Shan had already begun to cultivate the Jiuyang Divine Skill, after all, the time was still short, and it was not enough to remove the cold poison in Wei Yixiao's body, but the Emperor's True Qi in Li Xuan's body was different.
"The Yellow Emperor's Heart Sutra" cultivates the same true qi of the most rigid and yang, and it is stronger than the true qi cultivated by the Jiuyang Divine Skill, and the effect is more amazing, after all, the strength level of the Heavenly Plane and the Chaos Three Kingdoms Plane is obviously not at the same level, and it is the same plane supreme exercise, but the plane level is different, and the effect is also essentially different, Li Xuan is now only cultivating to the second peak of the "Yellow Emperor's Heart Sutra", but Rao is so, and the effect is no less than Zhang Wuji, who has cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill to the consummation realm.
"Great grace is not grateful, this kindness, the old bat first wrote it down, if my Mingjiao can survive this catastrophe, there will be a good reward in the future!" Seeing that Li Xuan was reluctant to talk more about his own exercises, Wei Yixiao didn't ask any more questions, after all, asking about other people's exercises was taboo in the rivers and lakes.
Li Xuan smiled slightly, and did not answer, his goal has been achieved, to be able to befriend Wei Yixiao and let the other party owe him a favor, the receipt of this trip is already big enough, even if Zhang Wuji is as bad as the original book, but with Wei Yixiao, one of the four Dharma kings, coupled with the prestige he has accumulated before, it is impossible to compete with Zhang Wuji for the position of the sect leader.
With Wei Yixiao leading the way, the disciples of Mingjiao everywhere along the way will naturally not be blocked, all the way is smooth, and soon arrived at the Mingjiao General Altar, just about to enter the General Sect, facing a monk with a fat head and big ears and a big cloth bag on his shoulder, he walked towards him, and when he saw Wei Yixiao, he couldn't help but say hello: "Hey, where is the old bat going in a hurry?" ”
"Thief bald donkey? Why are you here? Wei Yi glared at each other and looked at each other, although his tone was not good, but his words were extremely close.
"Ha, aren't you talking nonsense? There is such a big thing in the sect, as one of the five scattered people of the Ming Sect, how can I not come? The great monk couldn't help but glared when he heard this.
"Even if you still have a little conscience, come, let me introduce you, this is Li Xuan, the crazy knife boy who has recently become famous in the rivers and lakes, don't underestimate him, his knife, but I almost can't come back to the old bat, Brother Li, this is one of our Mingjiao Five Scattered People, Budai Monk, nickname can't be said." Wei Yi sneered and pointed at Li Xuan.
"Crazy Knife Boy?" The Budai monk looked Li Xuan up and down a few times, frowned at Wei Yi and said with a smile: "Is the old bat more active and going back, now my sect is in danger, at this time, how can he bring outsiders in, what if he is a spy sent by the six major factions?" ”
"Don't worry, my old bat is not blind yet." Wei Yixiao rolled his eyes, turned his head to Li Xuan and said, "Brother Li, don't mind, this monk has a poisonous mouth, and he is still quite righteous." ”
"I can't say that the master is famous for a long time, and today I have a fate to see it, and I am fortunate to have three lives." Li Xuan nodded, but his eyes looked at the bulging cloth bag on the monk's shoulder, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at it.