Zhang Jiemin was shocked, and in just a few dozen moves, the young man in front of him used Wudang's four or two thousand catties and cloud turning hands. Shaolin's Fuhu Arhat Fist. The point of the Holy Mountain. The wind of Hongru Academy retreated. Although he didn't understand the mystery, his experience and experience told him that what the boy used was authentic. This is a little scary, a young man with the secret of the four holy places is not spread, and it is creepy to think about it like a fantasy.

Zhang Jiemin was shocked and began to curse the person who transmitted the message, where is this the boy who can be captured by the three martial arts realms. The battle has been determined so far, and the strength of the teenager is undoubtedly in the middle five realms. How can his own small third realm of opening canals, that is, the three realms of martial arts, be able to match it.

The judgment of the Middle Five Realms is obviously wrong, and it is no wonder that Zhang Jiemin is not to blame. The current Muzi, with his strong body and rapid speed, the martial artists of the Middle Five Realms are no match for him.

Thinking that he can't be defeated, it is difficult to save his life in the battle. Hence the idea of retreat. Got up and jumped up into the air, thinking of burrowing into the dense foliage and using the cover to get rid of the hateful boy.

Just more than three feet above the ground, the frightened boy found that the hateful boy was so recuperating. As if calculating that he would escape, he had already jumped above his head and punched at the door.

Zhang Jiemin couldn't avoid it and threw a silver plum blossom dart to block it.

In Guanmuzi, he has already figured out the details of the other party. The martial artists of the Three Realms of Martial Arts, the hidden weapons thrown can break the big tree out of the bucket, and it really can't hurt their metal-like skin in the slightest. The fist that bombarded the opponent's façade did not move, and with a wave of the other arm, it flew away some of the plum blossom darts that came from it, and the remaining few hit the body, crackling and falling to the ground after the clanging sound.

At this time, the bombardment fist had already hit the opponent's head. There is no suspense to understand this cause and effect.

The simple battle stimulated the surging martial arts Yuan Force in the body, and the opportunity to advance to the Middle Five Realms followed. Mu Zi sat down cross-legged, and the fist-sized cyclone at the dantian on his abdomen rotated rapidly, pulling all the vitality in the meridian points to gather here.

The cyclone became more and more condensed and thick, just when it was almost unable to withstand the huge amount of martial arts energy, making it almost collapse. The cyclone suddenly split into countless rushing air currents, whistling back into the meridians and points around the body.

The meridians and acupoints that have long been unobstructed and broad, like nectar after a long drought, the whale sucks the cow and drinks to absorb the surging wave of vitality. After the surging air flow in the meridian points and the cyclone in the dantian have reached a certain balance. The Middle Five Realms came into being. It turns out that the air flow in the meridians is likened to a stream more than a meter wide and just below the ankle. Now it can be compared to a bottomless and roaring river more than 20 meters wide and deep.

If there was divine soul power that could be viewed inward at this time, Muzi would definitely find that the martial arts vitality in the meridian points was only thicker than the six realms of martial arts.

After putting away his thoughts, he contacted the police to dispose of Zhang Jiemin's body. After dealing with the current matter, return to Wudang again. At this time, the shackles in my thoughts were still there, and that little regret was long gone.

For Mu Zi to break through the Middle Five Realms in such a short time, the old head Zhang Qifeng has long been surprised. After habitually sighing, he said to Muzi: "Get ready, it's time to fulfill your promise to go to Shushan." ”

Mu Zi didn't hesitate, and replied categorically: "No need to prepare, you can set off now." ”

The old boss acted resolutely, and immediately contacted the helmsmen of the other three holy lands and made an appointment to meet at the magic tower in Shushan Town.

At the top of Shu Mountain, a black mountain that has been jointly banned by the four holy places, and outsiders cannot step into the black mountain that cannot be explored by technology. A white ancient tower floats more than ten meters in the air from the mountain peak.

The ninth floor of the bone tower is wide and narrow at the top, and it is impossible to see what kind of creature it is. The body of the tower is not about a meter small, and the tower body is tightly closed around it, and it will be sent down if you observe it carefully, and occasionally at the bottom of the tower overflows a wisp of black gas that is as thin as the size of a hair fingernail.

The tower body is octagonal, and there is a warrior guarding the town in each of the eight directions. When the black qi felt the eight martial artists, he happily divided into eight sections and shot into the bodies of the eight martial artists.

After Muzi approached, he finally realized why the warriors who didn't come to the Tuohe Realm couldn't come to the vicinity of the Demon Tower in Shushan Town. The ancient pagoda exuded a strong coercion, directly blocking the meridians and acupoints. If a martial artist from the Lower Three Realms came here, he would inevitably be immediately blocked from his martial arts vitality and become the same as ordinary people. Without the support of martial arts vitality, in this awe-inspiring environment, it will become Gangfeng in an instant*.

After looking at it for a long time, it was confirmed that it was the same as the demonic qi in the Divine Realm, but the wisps of overflowing were impure, and it was very different from the demonic qi in the Divine Realm. I also know why the warriors who guard this place are contaminated with demonic energy. At the same time, I am also curious, the ancestral land of the four holy lands can suppress and wear out this wisp of demonic energy, which shows that there is a lot of mystery in it.

After a general understanding, Muzi's eyes were attracted by a petal at the spire, and the petal color was dull and white. If it weren't for the support of the martial arts vitality of the eight town guards, I'm afraid it would have withered and withered long ago.

Mu Zi was a little relieved after seeing it, and muttered to himself: "It seems that the old-timers have already made arrangements." ”

After muttering, an extra petal appeared on the palm of his hand, exactly the same shape as the one on the Demon Suppression Tower, and the color was bright red and bright and delicate as blood. It was the petals of the other side that were ready to be placed on the five-colored altar at that time.

After the petals were taken out, the pressure from the ancient tower disappeared instantly.

Muzi took out a black short knife, cut his wrist and dripped a few drops of essence blood and placed them on the bright red petals on the other side. The color of the blood petals is deeper, and the eight drops are no more and no less, distributed according to the octagonal shape on the periphery of the bone tower.

Muzi suddenly jumped up and floated towards the ancient tower. The petals in his hand are flat and stable, and the blood on them is quiet. Approach the Ancient Tower and replace the white petals that are about to wither.

As soon as the fresh bright red petals were put on, eight drops of blood rolled on their own, rolling down the edge of the petals to the white tower. Guta did not repel. Drops of blood flickered and didn't merge into the bone tower.

In an instant, the bone tower violently shook and trembled, and there was a dangling crashing sound. It was as if something was pounding inside, trying to break through the bone tower.

The bone tower staggered several times and almost fell to the ground, and just as the ancient tower shook sharply and wanted to explode, the bright red petals on the other side suddenly burst into a dazzling red glow. The poignant red light obscures the pale bone tower, making everything inside hidden in red.

After a long time, the dazzling red light suddenly compressed, becoming the size of a bean grain. Then it exploded in an instant, and the red flooded the sky. covered a radius of unknown thousands of miles, and then disappeared without a trace.

The old man of the Secret Spirit Realm, on the other side, was leisurely sipping fragrant tea, when his eyes suddenly flashed, and then he muttered: "Only the five bloodlines can completely purify this Origin Demon Emperor Qi. The little guy has made a lot of contributions. Let's have a chance to make amends in the future. The four holy places have been guarded all year round, so I will stay in their ancestral land if I have a chance. It can protect the four places for thousands of years. ”

Then the old man's expression darkened again, and he sighed: "It's a pity, when will the five bloodlines gather and reappear!"

When the red light disappeared, the Demon Suppression Tower also disappeared. Mu Zi can be 100% sure, these are all arranged by the old man on the other side, and the four ancestral lands can purify the Ban Miscellaneous Demon Qi, I am afraid that it is also the old man's doing.

Thirteen people on the top of Shushan Mountain witnessed this miracle. The entire Earth followed suit to witness the vision, and the daytime sky in the Northern Hemisphere was bright red, accompanied by a blinding red glow, for about a minute. In the southern hemisphere of the dark night, the dark night suddenly became dark and red, and it was terrifying and terrifying, and it lasted for about a minute. Experts from all walks of life in astronomy, meteorology, geography and geomorphology have different guesses. After the quarrel, no one could produce substantive evidence, and in the end, it was settled.

These have nothing to do with Muzi, and I am more and more convinced that it is time to return to the God Realm. Even if you don't have the strength to swing your knife and stab into the rocks on Kunlun, I believe that the old man will not sit idly by.

Before leaving, he left eight drops of blood and handed them over to the Four Holy Lands, completely solving the demonic energy troubles of the eight disciples stationed in the Demon Suppression Tower.

Explained the four people at the helm. Muzi personally entered the ancestral land of the four families to investigate. After a careful search, he did not find the existence of demonic energy, so he returned with confidence.

Before leaving, he handed Zhang Qifeng three drops of his own essence blood. For this short-lived master, Muzi is sincerely grateful, without this master, Muzi's journey to the earth would not have been so smooth.

Mu Zi cautiously informed that essence blood can live and die human flesh and bones, so it must be used with caution. In this regard, his mentor Zhang Qifeng was not hypocritical, accepted it calmly, and left three drops of essence blood in Wudang in case of emergency.

Muzi left three drops of essence blood for the poor young man Fang Qinghan, which was kept as the foundation for saving his life, and asked the other party to use it carefully.

In the end, Mu Ziyou taught Zhang Qifeng and Fang Qinghan the method of feeling the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth in the Origin Sutra, explaining that there are too many uncertain factors, and they may be able to use it in the future.

The other party is cold and his words are firm and cannot be refused, and he must learn if he learns, and he must learn if he does not learn.

For Zhang Qifeng, it was soft and hard, and it was hard to stalk. The old man didn't accept the Shiyuan Sutra, so Muzi followed behind him, repeating like a repeater: "Please accept it." “

The old boss really couldn't stand the toughness of this guy, so he left the rubbing plate and threw it into the Wudang collection, and only God knows if he can shine from the light of day in the future.

Mingyue drank three people at the head. The quiet courtyard in the mountains and forests, sitting around the stone table, crickets at night for fun, the moonlight breeze for dancing, toasting and remembering the bitterness.

On the stone table, there are all kinds of melons and fruits, and a crystal clear jade wine jug contains a viscous slurry, which is a good old wine at a glance.

Three small silver wine glasses, the handle of which is a small silver dragon hanging from the wall of the silver glass, as if trying to break free from the wine glass and soar up.

Zhang Qifeng was sitting in the main seat, opposite the empty stone bench, and there was no one sitting. Mu Zi and Fang Qinghan sat on the left and right of the old head respectively.

The old man hid his bitterness very well, and said with a slight smile: "Taste it, this is when I beat me to drink, it was already buried in the ground, today I borrowed the light of Muzi, and we will raise a glass together first."

The three of them raised a glass and drank it all, chirped together, and kept their teeth fragrant and had an endless aftertaste.

Fang Qinghan, who was sitting on the right side of the old man, was even more sad under the wine, looked at Muzi and said in a deep voice: "Big brother, remember to come back to see us when you have time." ”

Mu Zi sat on the left side of the old master, reminiscing about the sweetness of the wine, and sighed helplessly after pondering for a while: "There is no time for cultivation, and the time shuttles between spring, summer, autumn and winter, giving people a feeling of being separated from each other. I also feel that this farewell is afraid that when we meet, we will be separated forever. ”

The truth is understood by the three of them, and after hearing it, they are silent, and they are silent when they taste the wine.

On the first day of the first lunar month, I wish you all a prosperous New Year.