"Senior Brother Jiang, which trick did you use to kill Song Wuji, I want to learn ......"

Wang Fatzi was cheeky and asked Jiang Heng for it.

Previously, Jiang Heng had taught Wang Fatzi the Great Soul Devouring Sword Technique, which had made him infinitely useful.

Now, when Wang Fatzi learned about the strength of the White Ape Horizontal Attack Technique, he was naturally itching.

It's just that the white ape cross-attack technique that Jiang Heng realized was obtained in combination with his own situation, and Wang Fatzi's physical body couldn't bear it at all.

"Perfect ape strike, I can pass it on to you, this is simple." Jiang Heng stretched out a finger and pointed at the center of Wang Fatzi's eyebrows, expressing his understanding.

As an undercover agent of the Immortal Dao, it is necessary to cultivate his own power in the Demon Dao in case of emergency.

And Chen Lingwan, looking at Wang Fatzi's antics when he practiced the ape striking technique, instantly lost his interest in learning.

"They are all monks, why is there such a big difference?"

……

……

Huaijiang Mountain Secret Land, export.

"Everyone, don't come unharmed!" Jiang Heng smiled loudly and stepped out.

When he entered the secret realm, he was still in the condensation realm, and now he has achieved the spirit seed realm.

What's even more unexpected is that those two occasional apricot cores actually helped him perfectly repair the Chaos Green Lotus Seed!

Looking at the swaying chaotic green lotus in Yao Chi, I couldn't help but feel inexplicable.

It's a pity that the blood-colored sword imprint at the center of his eyebrows is still there, and the matter of life and death is all in Chen Wuxian's thoughts.

I have to go back to the Bloody Sword Sect and deliver the Laurel Spirit Root!

I don't know if Chen Wuxian will simply fulfill the contract when the time comes......

"It's good to come out!" The cloaked Yin Owl Monk appeared silently behind Jiang Heng.

"Senior, fortunately, please read!" Jiang Heng did not hesitate and handed out the revised Qingwei Sutra bamboo scroll.

"If there is a deliberate omission, you should know the consequences." The Yin Owl Monk opened the bamboo scroll, full of threats.

"I did everything I could." Jiang Heng was neither humble nor arrogant.

The remaining dozen or so monks who had sponsored Jiang Heng's magic weapon stayed away from the Yin Owl monk and did not dare to step forward.

After a while, the Yin Owl Monk put away the bamboo scroll, raised a hand, and gently covered it on the top of Jiang Heng's head.

"Master Feng, don't kill him!" A rosacea-nosed monk shouted to stop him, "Otherwise, our Bloody Cloth Sect will start a war with your sect!" ”

"That is, your sect's exercises have been perfected, but our Demon Hidden Sect hasn't yet! You can't be too selfish! Another tall man, gritting his teeth, stood up.

"If the head of the wind dares to act arbitrarily, I will go to the Hehuan Palace, and I will have to go to your ancestral hall to scatter wildness......" A charming female cultivator with skin like condensed fat, Ying Ying stood up, lightly angry.

"Ask the Demon Sect, don't agree!" An old man in a black shirt was straight to the point.

"The one who asked the Demon Sect senior, I killed your three disciples in self-defense......" Jiang Heng was embarrassed and took the initiative to say what happened that day.

"Skills are not as good as people, and they deserve to die! It's no wonder that Jiang Shengzi is in that incident! The black-shirted old man was stunned for a moment, snorted, and responded.

"It seems that they all recognize this seat! Then don't pretend, I'm in a showdown! This seat, the head of the Blood Cherry Blossom Sect, the wind is like obscurity! ”

The Yin Owl Monk said, removing his palm from the top of Jiang Heng's head and leaving alone.

"This time, your kid's life is big, I won't kill you for the time being. But from now on, if I hear that you are spreading the Sutra without authorization, I will take your life! ”

"Senior Sister Chen, remember, don't spread the ...... privately" Wang Fatzi looked at the back of the wind and secretly wiped a handful of cold sweat.

"Let you manage? Jiang Heng touched you, it was really eight lifetimes of moldy ......" Chen Lingwan frowned, secretly slandering in her heart.

"Jiang Shengzi, if there is nothing else, let's start, shall we?" The Bloody Cloth taught the rosacea-nosed monk to catch up with Jiang Heng's pace and sneered.

The monks of the other sects tacitly slowed down and tried to distance themselves from the two as much as possible.

"Let's get started!" Jiang Heng responded indifferently, but in his heart he was thinking about how to deal with Chen Wuxian.

"Huh?" The rosacea-nosed monk turned around and glared at Chen Lingwan and Wang Fatzi angrily, "You two go back!" Don't follow too closely, listening too much won't do you both! ”

However, as if they had discussed, Wang Fatzi and Chen Lingwan did not retreat, as if they were worried about Jiang Heng's misfortune.

"Don't worry! I won't think about it, if I kill Jiang Heng, the others will agree? After the rosacea-nosed monk finished speaking coldly, he handed Jiang Heng a jade slip of the exercises.

"Wedding Dress Magic...... The power of your sect, is it miserable when you die? After Jiang Heng looked at the jade slip, he thought about it for a few breaths and said.

"Hmm...... Nothing! The rosacea-nosed monk nodded at first, then quickly shook his head with an embarrassed expression.

"There is no best ......" Jiang Heng smiled slightly, and the other party's reaction was already in full view.

After more than fifty breaths, Jiang Heng had already understood the magic of the wedding dress and found several mistakes and omissions.

This is a domineering magic skill, every master only accepts one disciple in his life, and pays attention to single transmission!

When the master was dying in his life, he would pass on all the exercises and understandings he had cultivated to his disciples with secret methods.

After the transmission is completed, the Master's cultivation will be exhausted, and the bones of the body will shrink, almost turning into a ball of flesh.

Of course, there are also those who the master is unwilling to teach and is forcibly deprived by the disciples!

Therefore, Jiang Hengcai said that the death was extremely miserable!

Half a day passed, and Jiang Heng slowly rebranded the modified wedding dress magic skill after several urgings from the rosacea-nosed monk.

After the rosacea-nosed monk got the jade slip of the exercises, he was a little worried about it.

"Jiang Shengzi, are you sure it's really modified?"

"You give the jade slip to your family master, and he will know it at a glance!" Jiang Heng waved his hand behind him, "Next." ”

"That's good! Today, there is Lao Jiang's holy son, Xue said goodbye! "The rosacea-nosed monk turned into a stream of blood and flew away.

The next few days.

Jiang Heng led a group of people and marched majestically towards the Blood Demon Sword Sect.

Never again did I meet a man who dared to plunder!

The letter pointed out, and the exercises were added and deleted, which provoked Wang Fatzi and others to be greatly respected.

Over time.

One by one, the Demon Sect monks who came to attack and kill Jiang Heng each held the revised jade slip of the exercise method and left happily.

The reason is very simple, it is easy to kill people, but if you want to make such a great contribution to the sect, there are not many opportunities.

"There is Lao Jiang Holy Son, ask the Demon Sect to say goodbye! Previous grievances, written off! ”

……

"There is Lao Jiang Holy Son, Tu Xianzong farewell! If you are bored in the Blood Demon Sword Sect, you can switch to my Immortal Slaughter Sect, and my sect master will definitely welcome it! ”

……

As for the Heavenly Evil Sect, the first sect of the Demon Dao, there was no monk to say goodbye to Jiang Heng politely.

"There is Lao Jiang Shengzi, Hehuan Palace farewell...... Welcome to visit! ”

In front of the Mountain Gate of the Bloody Sword Sect, the female cultivator of the Hehuan Palace threw a wink and waved goodbye.

"Definitely, definitely!" Wang Fatzi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said goodbye.

"Humph! Son, take your heart! Do you dare to go to Hehuan Palace too? Be careful of being squeezed dry, and resent that your body is too weak! ”

An old man with an old-fashioned face appeared behind the mountain gate.

"Daddy......! In front of Senior Brother Jiang and them, how about you save face for me......" Wang Fatzi said complainingly.

"What, the wings are stiff? I can't control you anymore?! Wang's fat father jumped out, pinched his son's ears and scolded angrily.

"Under the guidance of Senior Brother Jiang, I have cultivated to the first level of the Spirit Seed Realm. Counting it, at my age, my current cultivation should have broken our family's record! Wang Fatzi said proudly.

"What? Then come home with me to worship your ancestors! Dad, grandpa, grandpa, Tao'er is out! Wang Fatzi's father prayed to the heavens, pulled up his son and disappeared without a trace.

True Demon Temple.

Chen Wuxian no longer turned his back on the sentient beings.

Holding the laurel spirit root, after looking at it for a while, his expression turned cold.

"Where did the spirit seed that accompanies the laurel spirit root go? You wouldn't be unaware, would you? ”

After Jiang Heng said a few perfunctory words, he noticed Chen Wuxian's undisguised killing intent, and he couldn't help but feel anxious in the bottom of his heart.

"Why haven't they arrived yet, and they don't take their cultivation so seriously?"

Right now.

A young monk, trembling, walked outside the True Demon Hall and said aloud.

"Tell the master, the leader of the Bloody Clothes Sect has gone to the mountain gate, and he wants to see Senior Brother Jiang by name!"

As soon as the words fell, another disciple hurried over, his face pale.

"Tell the master, ask the head of the Demon Sect to go outside the mountain gate, and kill Senior Brother Jiang by name, and even fight with you!"

Another disciple appeared outside the True Demon Hall and shouted, "The palace master of Hehuan Palace is also here, saying that he wants to ask the head and Senior Brother Jiang for advice!" ”

……

Not much.

More than a dozen young disciples gathered outside the True Demon Palace, shouting noisily, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Those heads and sect masters gathered outside the mountain gate, what the hell is going on?!

Could it be that Senior Brother Jiang has caused some big trouble?!

The Blood Demon Sword Sect won't be destroyed today, right?!