Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Duel Between the Two Heroes
The white-haired old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of essence, and his probe hand rested on the divine punishment mark on Mo Wentian's eyebrows.
Looking at the white-haired old man with a solemn face, Li Zhengchun and Bai next to him still didn't dare to come out, just waited quietly.
I saw that a stream of true qi in the white-haired old man's body quickly flowed down his fingers into the divine punishment mark, and the mark began to flicker brightly and faintly with a faint golden light.
The white-haired old man laughed and said, "Haha, not bad, really good......"
Li Zhengchun patted the white-haired old man on the shoulder and asked suspiciously, "Old guy, what are you doing here pretending to be a ghost?"
The white-haired old man said lightly: "What about you, don't worry, now the injuries in Mo Xiaozi's body have recovered!"
"How could it be so fast!" Shiro was still taken aback.
"But ......," said the white-haired old man, rubbing his beard, in embarrassment.
"But what! You don't fucking pretend to be a ghost here, believe it or not, Lao Tzu still smoked you like last time!" Li Zhengchun scolded.
The white-haired old man swallowed, the last time was really fresh in his mind, and it left a deep impression. Isn't that fucking profound, it's all slap by slap.
Ahem, let's tell this old guy, otherwise maybe this thing will dare to smoke himself with a big mouth.
"Well, I mean that there have been some changes in Mo Xiaozi's body. However, this change did not do him any harm, but did it a lot of good. ”
The white-haired old man glanced at Mo Wentian on the collapse of the Xuanyu Stone, and continued: "It may be because of the last time I absorbed the thousand-year-old snow lotus, this kid's body has become more resistant to beating. Well, and the divine punishment mark on his eyebrows, it should be because he was seriously injured this time, so he broke through. ”
Li Zhengchun pursed his dry lips and looked at Mo Wentian: "You mean to say that this kid is nothing big now, and it's a big deal for him, right?"
"It should ...... It should be!"
"Master, don't ask if the Divine Punishment Mark in the heart of Tianmei's heart can still break through on its own?" At this moment, Bai Yi, who had been standing next to him, asked.
Li Zhengchun also set his eyes on the white-haired old man, looking at the gaze handed over by the two, the white-haired old man took a deep breath and said slowly: "Yes, this divine punishment mark will only exist in legends. Appearing on Mo Xiaozi's body not only has a great benefit to his cultivation, but this divine punishment mark can also break through on its own. As long as Mo Boy's strength reaches a certain level, or is affected by some external factors, the Divine Punishment Mark will break and stand up, becoming even more powerful than before!"
Li Zhengchun put down his hanging heart at this time, as long as Mo Wentian is fine, he doesn't care about the rest.
"That old white man, when will my apprentice wake up?"
The white-haired old man said lightly: "I don't know ......"
Li Zhengchun stared at the white-haired old man with unkind eyes: "Didn't you say that he was fine? Then why don't you know when he will wake up?"
The white-haired old man smiled: "The divine punishment mark on Mo Xiaozi's forehead is breaking through on his own, but there is really nothing wrong with his whole person, but I really don't know when he will wake up." It could be three or five days, or ten days and a half month. ”
"Isn't this the same as what the hell you didn't say, okay, okay, you two go out first, let me stay alone with Mo Xiaozi for a while!" Li Zhengchun said angrily.
Three days later, Mo Wentian finally woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Mo Wentian felt a tingling pain, and almost no part of his body was comfortable. Especially the head, as if it was filled with water, faint and swollen.
Mo Wentianpan sat on the Xuanyu Stone Collapse, sat cross-legged with his palms facing the sky, and used the internal force of his body to flow through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra. After meditating, Mo Wentian felt that something was wrong, what was going on? Didn't he get seriously injured before? Why didn't he show any signs of injury in his body now?
Master, I shouldn't be dreaming, right? Or am I dead now? Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and slapped himself hard.
Hurt!
Mo Wentian gasped, the feelings are all fucking true?
Mo Wentian, who was sitting on the Xuanyu Stone Collapse, slowly condensed the true qi in his body, and finally fixed his true qi in the position of the Divine Punishment Seal.
This divine punishment mark feels a little different! Mo Wentian said secretly in his heart.
But what kind of different method it was, he couldn't say it himself, in short, he felt that the divine punishment mark on his forehead seemed to have changed in a haze.
At this moment, a person walked in from outside the Temple of Roselle.
"Mo boy, are you awake?" The person who came was the white-haired old man.
Mo Wentian glanced at him deeply, and asked slowly, "Everyone is okay, right?"
The white-haired old man smiled slightly, and said lightly: "What can everyone do? This is thanks to you, if it weren't for you forcibly breaking the 10,000-year-old cold stone, maybe we wouldn't have survived at the beginning!"
Mo Wentian continued to ask, "Is Blood Yama dead?"
The white-haired old man knew what this kid was concerned about, and said slowly: "Don't worry, the old ghost of the Blood Yama Luo will still be deliberately let go, otherwise with his strength in the half-immortal realm, he will still not be able to stay? It can be said that we have won a big victory this time, and the entire Blood Ghost Alliance has survived in the end, except for the Blood Yama and the Nether Ghost General, there are only those useless peripheral subordinates. ”
Mo Wentian put down his hanging heart at this time, since the big guys are fine, and the blood ghost alliance has been wiped out, then he doesn't have to worry anymore.
It was that Blood Yama who was deliberately let go by Sister Yi, presumably so that she could have a chance to take revenge with her own hands in the future. Thinking of this, Mo Wentian couldn't help but feel a touch of gratitude in his heart.
"By the way, what about Sister Still and the old guy?" Mo Wentian asked with an eyebrow.
The white-haired old man smacked his lips and said slowly: "I'm still busy dealing with the affairs of the sect, and your master doesn't know where to go, so he didn't see anyone early in the morning." ”
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the Temple of Roselle.
"Old man Bai, are you talking badly about me behind your back!"
The person who came was Li Zhengchun, the white-haired old man secretly swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile: "What...... How can it, what kind of relationship do we two have, am I the kind of person who says bad things about you behind my back?"
Li Zhengchun glanced at him: "I don't know, anyway, I know that you can definitely do such a thing." ”
White-haired old man: "......"
Mo Wentian looked at these two old guys scolding me one by one, and couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness in his heart, it's so fucking good to be alive!
"Laugh and laugh! You kid knows how to laugh! How many times have I told you, in the future, you will be a hero in front of Lao Tzu! Look at you, you will be seriously injured at every turn, do you know how worried we are about you?" Li Zhengchun set his eyes on Mo Wentian and said viciously.
Mo Wentian felt warm in his heart, although the old guy always scolded himself when he opened and closed his mouth, but he knew that the old guy was definitely worried about himself in his heart. Since the destruction of Lijian Villa that night, the old guy can be said to be Mo Wentian's only "relative" in this world.
With a long sigh, Mo Wentian turned his gaze to Bai Yi: "Sister Yi, what are we going to do next?"
Bai still couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said angrily: "Fight, you guy only knows how to fight all day long! Although the strength of our Demon Sect is strong, after all, it has been dormant for decades, and its strength has long been greatly reduced. And the Ten Thousand Demon Caves are also one of the three high-grade Dao systems, and it is not so easy to deal with them. They're not like the Bloodghost League's group of beam-jumping clowns, they have real materials. If we deal with them like this, even if we can win in the end, it will definitely pay a very painful price!"
Bai still said a lot, but Mo Wentian didn't understand much, anyway, he understood that now is not the time to deal with the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.
Mo Wentian looked at Bai Yi and said lightly: "Sister Yi, when your Demon Sect deals with the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, don't forget to call me." ”
Bai still gave him a blank look, but his heart was very useful, and he couldn't help but feel a little grateful to Mo Wentian. This kid, although he hasn't been in shape all day, still really cares about himself.
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Wuxia Mountain, Jiang family
Jiang Lie, the head of the Jiang family, was lying on the Taishi chair in the main hall, his eyes were tightly closed, but his body exuded a chilling murderous intent.
"Are you saying that Jiang Feng's kid hasn't been found yet?" Jiang Lie asked slowly.
Half-kneeling in front of him was a killer of the Jiang family, named Leng Tian. Last time, Jiang Lie sent Leng Tian out and told him to find Jiang Feng and bring him back. But Leng Tian took a big turn in the Nine Shadows Dynasty, but he still couldn't find any trace of Jiang Feng.
It was as if the kid had suddenly evaporated from the world, and there was no news at all.
"Back to the head of the family, his subordinates searched all the dangerous passes of the Nine Shadows Dynasty, but they still couldn't find Jiang Feng. Leng Tian said lightly.
Jiang Lie sighed, slowly opened his closed eyes, frowned, and said, "That Jiang Feng is alone, and he has a deep grudge against that old guy in the Blood Yama, and the last time the Demon Sect invaded the Blood Ghost Mountain, it wiped out the entire Blood Ghost Alliance in one day. Cold weather, if you were Jiang Feng, what would you do?"
Leng Tian thought for a moment, and then said slowly: "Lurking near the Blood Ghost Mountain, if the Blood Yama can retreat with serious injuries, he will secretly attack and give him a fatal blow!"
Jiang Lie nodded with satisfaction and continued: "That's right, Jiang Feng's kid is between the Blood Ghost Alliance and the Jiang family, and he will definitely deal with the Blood Ghost Alliance first. First, because of the battle between the Blood Ghost Alliance and the Demon Sect, the Blood Yama was in a dilemma, and this situation was more conducive to Jiang Feng's revenge. The second is that our Jiang family is a master, so even if Jiang Feng lived here more than ten years ago, he would not have any confidence in dealing with us. Therefore, if you go to the Blood Ghost Mountain now, Jiang Feng's kid is likely to be near the Blood Ghost Mountain. ”
"If you meet him, try not to kill him, it's still useful for me to keep his life!" Jiang Lie said coldly.
"The subordinates obeyed. Leng Tian Shi said.
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Falling Cloud City
At this time, a guy wearing a ghost head mask was sitting in the tavern drinking, exuding a lazy atmosphere all over his body, but his eyes were so cold.
A sneer appeared on the corner of the masked man's mouth, and he said to himself, "Blood Yama, where the hell is your old fellow?
At this moment, a person slowly walked in from outside the tavern, and saw that the man was dressed in a dark robe, walked slowly to the opposite side of the masked man, and sat down.
The masked man's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he looked around at the man coldly: "Get out!"
The man smiled and said lightly: "I don't know why Brother Tai is drinking here alone?
The masked man looked at him deeply, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"I have no grudges with my brother in the past, and I have no enmity in the near future, why does my brother want to kill me? Besides, even if my brother wants to kill me, he may not be able to do it!"
"Really?" the masked man looked at the man with a smirk.
As he spoke, the masked man suddenly raised his hand and waved it at the man. An internal force appeared in the palm of his hand, and it rushed towards the man's chest. The corners of the man's mouth curled slightly, and he slowly raised his hand to meet the powerful blow.
The two palms intersected, and the surrounding air immediately burst open, and one after another majestic true qi emanated towards the surroundings, shaking the entire tavern. Those ordinary guests had already hidden under the table, and the shopkeeper and the tavern junior had already been frightened.
The masked man withdrew his internal strength and looked at the man with a smile: "Your Excellency has such a deep internal force!"
"Brother Tai is not weak!" the man said lightly.
"It's inevitable to be constrained here, do you dare to find a spacious place with me to have a good fight?" the masked man looked at the man deeply and asked slowly.
"Why don't you dare, I just hope that Brother Tai can follow me and drink this wine first. ”
The masked man laughed, "Good!"
The night is cold, and the wind is cold. At this time, at the head of Luoyun City, there were two figures facing each other.
A man in a dark robe glanced at the guy wearing a ghost head mask opposite, and said lightly: "In Xiagu Su Changfeng, I haven't asked your Excellency for your name yet." ”
The masked man took a deep look at the guy who called himself Gusu Changfeng, and said coldly: "If you win against me, I will tell you what my surname is!"
As he spoke, he waved his huge fist and rushed towards Gusu Changfeng. Gusu Changfeng's eyes emitted a light of essence, and when he saw that the masked man's fist was about to smash on him, he suddenly took a step and flashed to the side.
Seeing that his move had not made a contribution, the masked man immediately shouted, turned around and pounced on Gusu Changfeng again.
"It's good to come!" Gusu Changfeng grasped his fists twice, and a strong internal force instantly lingered on his fists, and he met the fierce fist of the masked man. The two fists intersected, making a dull sound, but both of them were expressionless and coldly confronted.
Suddenly, Gusu Changfeng grinned at the masked man.
The masked man felt a dangerous aura lock on him, and immediately withdrew without thinking about it, and at that moment, the place he had just been in suddenly burst open, and a strong air flow rushed out of the ground. It's a shame that the masked man hides quickly, otherwise he will be hit by this thing, although it may not be fatal, but it is not so comfortable.
The masked man's face was gloomy, he was a member of the Gusu family!
The Waimen Gu Su family belongs to one of the three families and five surnames, and its name in the rivers and lakes can be said to be well-known. The Gusu family has a very deep heritage, and each generation is full of geniuses, even if it is placed in the entire Nine Shadows Dynasty, there are not many forces that dare to provoke it easily.
Although the Gusu family is only one of the five surnames and does not belong to the three families, its strength is very strong among the eight families of the three doors and five surnames. Although it is not as good as the three families of the inner gate, its strength ranks first among the five families of the outer gate. And the Imperial Qi Jue is the martial arts that the Gusu family has passed down from generation to generation, and only those sons of the Gusu family who are favored by the family are qualified to practice.
I didn't expect this Gusu Changfeng to be really a member of the Gusu family, and also, apart from the people of the Gusu family, who would dare to take Gusu as his surname?
The masked man stared straight at Gusu Changfeng, and said expressionlessly: "You are actually from the Gusu family?"
Gusu Changfeng smiled slightly: "What's the matter? What's the matter? I only know that I can drink with my brother and learn martial arts, this is the most important thing!
The masked man laughed and said, "It's not a bullshit, just say this to you, I made you such a friend today." However, that will be after this fight!"
Seeing only the man who saw the mask, he slowly pulled out the white long sword behind his back, and said softly: "This sword is three feet and three inches, named Nayan, Your Excellency should be careful!"
A hint of decisiveness flashed in Gusu Changfeng's eyes, and he said lightly: "Come on!"
"Look at the sword!"
The masked man flew up, and his figure suddenly appeared above Gusu Changfeng's head, and the long sword in his hand continued to wave, smashing towards Gusu Changfeng!
I saw that Gusu Changfeng suddenly flashed towards his side, and he dodged the mask man's sharp blow from time to time. The masked man raised his sword again, and Gusu Changfeng shouted, using the internal force of his body, and finally condensed into a cyan long sword of more than three feet in his right hand.
"Brother Tai, you can eat my Qinggang sword move!"
After speaking, Gusu Changfeng clenched the Qinggang sword in his hand and slashed towards the masked man.
The blade of the sword pierced the air around it, leaving only a whimper, and he saw that the Qinggang sword was about to slash at the masked man's body, but the masked man remained motionless.
What a masked man, when the Qinggang sword blade was smashed on his body, he disappeared in an instant!
Gusu Changfeng was taken aback, but he screamed in his heart! The whole person rushed forward quickly like an arrow shot out. I saw sparks popping up from the place where he had just stayed, and the masked man didn't know when he appeared behind him!
Gusu Changfeng sneered, and a strong internal force surged from the depths of the dantian, and swung towards the masked man.
Resist the Spirit!
The masked man who knew the terrible qi trick didn't want to retreat, but he underestimated Gusu Changfeng, and with that strong air current, it turned out to be the Qinggang Sword in Gusu Changfeng's hand!
Suddenly, the masked man fell into a dilemma.