Chapter 142: Tong Ming is Back!
Jingzhou City, in a manor, it was the early morning rain and dew, Mu Yu was alone, standing in the small courtyard, watching the white lotus of the lotus pond and the tender green leaves. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoThis is a rare sight in autumn and winter.
After thinking about it, Mu Yu finally couldn't resist the temptation brought by the "Black Tiger Body Refining Dafa", and began to practice this body refining method in recent days.
However, Mu Yu's cultivation time is still mainly based on qi refining, supplemented by body refining, and he also spends an hour every day to study the "Black Tiger Body Refining Dafa", and the progress is quite slow.
And on this day, a group of monks with cold faces entered Jingzhou City.
After receiving the news, the governor of Jingzhou hurriedly led all the officials to line up to greet him and informed Tan Yong.
When Tan Yong heard this, he came to the yamen of the state capital from the city tower, and when he took a look, he saw a deacon from the torture hall of the Sword Sect, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"But the Torture Hall Elder is coming?" Tan Yong said to a deacon with a slight fist.
After the deacon of the torture hall saw Tan Yong, he also returned a salute to him, although he was a great monk in the foundation building period, he did not dare to hold it up. In terms of cultivation, although he is a step stronger than Tan Yong, in terms of status, he is on a par with Tan Yong.
"It just so happens that the Elder of the Torture Hall is about to send someone to summon you. On the cold face of the deacon of the torture hall, a stiff smile was squeezed out, and he said, "Senior Brother Tan, please come in." ”
Tan Yong smiled reluctantly, nodded and said, "I'll go and greet Senior Brother Muyu ......"
"You don't have to. The deacon of the torture hall said coldly.
Tan Yong's heart suddenly suddenly, forcibly suppressed the suspicion in his heart, and walked into the yamen of the state capital, a little, when he came to a main room, he felt a cold aura surrounding him, and he shivered lightly.
"Disciple Tan Yong, meet the Elder of the Torture Hall. Tan Yong bowed respectfully and shouted in a low voice.
Sitting in the seat of the state pastor is a half-hundred old man, quite kind, but the cold aura exuded from his body destroys this image, giving people a feeling that a demon is not a demon, and an immortal is not like a fairy.
"What's the situation in Jingzhou?" the Torture Hall Elder asked.
"It's not good!" Tan Yong said truthfully: "The secular soldiers and horses of Wu Zhaoguo have advanced to the territory of Jingzhou, and according to the new round of intelligence, more than 1,500 monks from enemy countries are ready to go, and there are also several groups of monks who have quietly infiltrated the territory of Jingzhou. In a vain attempt to disrupt the order of Jingzhou, the inside and the outside should be combined to lead the enemy army to attack the city. Tan Yong said.
"Hmph! a group of clowns jumping off the beam!" The elder of the torture hall snorted coldly, patted the table, and suddenly there were fine cracks spread along the table to the surroundings, and then, he said: "A few days ago, the head of the sect returned to the sect and arranged a series of plans to defend Lao Jiushan, among them, the head of the sect ordered the torture hall to send twelve deacons to take charge of Jingzhou, and be sure to defend Jingzhou to the death and not lose an inch of land. ”
When Tan Yong heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, one deacon has the mana of the foundation building period, and twelve deacons are sitting in Jingzhou, not to mention two thousand, even if it is five thousand qi refining cultivators, it is not enough to kill!
Unless it is the immortal cultivation realm of Wu Zhaoguo, with the great determination to send an army of tens of thousands of monks to level the entire Jingzhou, or also transfer more than ten foundation-building monks, can take the entire territory of Jingzhou.
However, like the four major sects, most of the main forces of the Martial Zhao Kingdom's immortal cultivation realm were involved in the quagmire in Duo'er Prefecture. In patchwork and patchwork, it is estimated that an army of fifteen or six Qi refining period cultivators can be formed.
However, the Immortal Cultivation Sect of Wu Zhaoguo also had to leave considerable strength to guard the nest of the sect, unlike the four major sects, and began to spend their family wealth in this war.
Since the beginning of the war, the Torture Hall has been stationed in the Old Nine Mountains, and no matter how tight the battle is ahead, it has never mobilized even a single part of the strength of the Torture Hall. Now that Anzhou has been lost, the sect's only gate in the secular world is completely open, causing Wu Zhaoguo's soldiers and horses to push directly under the old Jiushan, and he should do his best to defend Jingzhou, otherwise the Sword Sect will lose its glory in the secular territory, making the old Jiushan completely isolated from the outside world.
"By the way, the other day, did Mu Yu go somewhere?" asked the Torture Hall Elder.
Tan Yong's eyes flashed slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said: "The disciple heard that the pastor brother went to Erli Township, paid homage to the cultivator buried in the mountain, and then went back to Niujiazhuang...... Just came back yesterday morning. ”
"On the way back, where did he go, did you know?" the Torture Hall Elder's tone intensified, revealing a sense of authority, which made Tan Yong's heart tremble.
"The disciple doesn't know about this......" Tan Yong said.
"He went back to Niujiazhuang again......" The Torture Hall Elder looked at Tan Yong and said in an indifferent voice: "And with the intention of killing the head disciple, the genius of my sect's four-rank spiritual root!"
"What?!" Tan Yong lost his color and shouted, "This ...... It can't be!"
Niu Dazhuang said this matter himself, and his Taoist companion Chu Xiang testified! The head of the family was already furious and threatened to severely punish Mu Yu. The Torture Hall Elder said.
Tan Yong lowered his head, his shocked expression slowly calmed down, his mind turned rapidly, he couldn't figure it out, why did Mu Yu kill Niu Dazhuang? Not to mention the latter's status in the sect, the two were also childhood friends, brothers!
"Is there any misunderstanding among them...... Tan Yong tried to help Mu Yu speak.
"This matter, the torture hall will investigate clearly, and I came to you just to ask for your confession. The Torture Hall Elder spoke, as if he didn't need you to talk too much.
"Do you really know that Mu Yu went to Niujiazhuang again on the way back?" The elder of the torture hall picked up the brush, dipped the ink in the inkstone, raised his eyes slightly, and asked with a cold light in his eyes.
Tan Yong was stunned, and felt that the tone of the torture hall elder was strange, as if he ...... Want to say yes yourself?
Perjury...... Tan Yong thought secretly and suddenly hesitated.
After a while, Tan Yong gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know!"
The Torture Hall Elder looked at him, nodded indifferently, quickly wrote Tan Yong's confession on rice paper, asked him to sign it, and then put it in the storage bag.
In the manor where Mu Yu was, the three deacons of the torture hall slowly pushed the door straight in.
Seeing the costumes of the three people, and the slightly familiar appearance, Mu Yu's heart moved, suppressed the confusion and surprise in his heart, and hurriedly collected his work, hugged his fists at the three of them, and shouted Senior Brother.
"Brother pastor invited ......" The three of them returned the salute, with a cold look, a slight hint of banter, and said: "On the order of the elders of the torture hall, the three of us came to arrest the suspect Mu Yu, and asked the junior brother not to be surprised and cooperate with us well, so as not to make it difficult for me to wait." ”
"What?" Mu Yu was taken aback, took a few steps back, and said with a vigilant expression: "Are you senior brothers playing tricks on me?"
The three of them walked over and blocked the route for Mu Yu to escape, and one of them sneered: "Senior brother, just tie your hands and arrest it, so as not to hurt you and hurt the feelings of your fellow disciples!"
Phew!
Suddenly, a sword-eyed young man strode over, about thirty years old, and he was very conceited and reached out with a hand and grabbed Mu Yu's collar.
With his cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, it was enough to ignore low-level spell attacks, and even ordinary rune treasures would be shattered in this palm.
Boom!
In a hurry, Mu Yu raised his arm and threw a punch, only to see a faint black wind swirling around his fist, and a faint tiger-like sound came out, and the palm of the sword-eyed young man collided, trembling violently, and then flew out upside down, as for the sword-eyed young man, his face was also full of horror, and his palm retracted, a little numb.
"Body refining kung fu?" The young man with sword eyebrows suddenly realized after thinking for a while.
"Hmph. The sword-eyed young man snorted coldly, a little unconvinced, as if he swung his fist again, he didn't think that his pure physical strength would be lost in the hands of a little monk in the Qi refining period.
After the punch with the young man with the sword eyebrow, Mu Yu's blood and qi surged, and his lungs felt as if they had been burned by fire, and the pain was scorching.
The Black Tiger Refining Dafa, Mu Yu didn't even touch the threshold of the first weight, that is, he was hovering at the edge, and it was okay to beat the monks who practiced the second and third with pure physical strength, and in the face of the great monks of Zhuji, it was good to be able to resist two punches.
"Let's go!" Mu Yu secretly cried, he is not a person who sits idly by, he always feels that this situation is a bit weird, if he is caught, maybe there will be a big danger!
Mu Yu activated the wolf boots, and his whole body was suddenly wrapped in a cloud of green light, dodging this blow from the sword-eyed youth, and the next moment, he was ready to escape in the Qingfeng boat.
However, a spiritual palm that fell from the sky, as powerful as a small mountain, rolled up with a violent aura, and with a bang, it slapped Qingfeng Zhou back to the size of a palm, causing Mu Yu to cough up a ball of blood, fall to the ground, and smash out of a herringbone pit.
"Senior Brother Tong, are you going to beat him to death?!" The young man with Jianmei and the others were surprised, hurriedly walked over, probed a little, and found that Mu Yu was still breathing, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
The Torture Hall Elder sent them over, not to kill him, and specifically instructed them to be caught alive, if this matter is messed up, with the character of the Torture Hall Elder, everyone will be unlucky.
"Hey, hey, don't blame you, senior brothers, seeing that he is about to escape, I am also in a hurry, and I can't hold it back. The man called "Senior Brother Tong", whose appearance was about thirty or forty years old, walked to the herringbone pit, squatted down, his squinting eyes were full of resentful hatred, and he said in a low voice: "The surname is Mu, do you still recognize me?"
Mu Yu opened his eyes, he didn't know how many bones had been broken in his body, and when he was confused, he looked at the face in his sight, and in the depths of his eyes, he suddenly showed a trace of surprise.
"Tong ...... Ming?" Mu Yu vomited blood foam, his voice hoarse, and laboriously said the name.
"So you still know me, hehe......" Tong Ming's lips hooked a trace of palpitating arc, and he laughed softly, his voice was like the middle of winter, extremely cold.
Immediately, Tong Ming's eyes moved downward, and he saw a set of green leaf treasure armor on Mu Yu's body, which had the level of a low-grade acquired spirit treasure!
"No wonder, you can block my strongest palm......" Tong Ming murmured softly, with endless regret and unwillingness in his heart.
I knew it earlier...... You should sacrifice the ritual weapon directly!(To be continued.) )