The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 190 Last Words
Back at Hezhang's sub-helm of the Black Dragon Club, Qiu Minjun gathered in a side hall, and a man like an old farmer took Zu Wanchun from behind Zheng Pingyuan, felt his pulse, sighed and shook his head,

"It can't be done, the elder is old, his blood is broken, he didn't live for a few years, and now he suffered such a serious injury. I can't save Lao Huang.

However, if there is the Great Redemption Pill from Baiyu Temple, or the Supreme Lihuo Xin Jue from the leader of our holy sect, it is possible to regain some lifespan from the hands of the king of hell. "

The Great Returning Pill of Baiyu Temple is a well-known panacea in Yongzhou. Not only are the raw materials rare, but the alchemy method is extremely complicated and extremely rare.

A big return pill will immediately increase the internal strength of half a year, and the true energy will penetrate many meridians in the body, which has the miraculous effect of reaching the sky in one step.

The Supreme Lihuo Xin Jue of the Fire Worship Sect is a precious book of township teaching, and it cannot be taught by non-sage masters. Those who practice are also supernatural. When they reach the innate level, they are not only unmatched in conquest, but also comparable to some miracle doctors in saving people.

Its internal force is yang to pure, stretching the vitality of the human body. It is somewhat similar to the Shenzhao Sutra, but this is only incidental, not the main effect of the Shenzhao Sutra. Therefore, in terms of grade, the Supreme Lihuo Xin Jue surpasses the Shenzhao Sutra Not a lot.

"Da Huan Dan is in the Treasure Pavilion of Baiyu Temple, guarded by many eminent monks and great virtues. Not to mention us, it is difficult for even the leader to take it from it. As for the Supreme Lihuo Xin Jue, the leader's whereabouts have been unpredictable in recent years, and there is no fixed contact at all. method, where can I find it?"

Qiu Minjun took off his mask, glanced at Lao Huang coldly, put his eyes on the envoy, and said,

"Zhang Feng, do you have a way to save the elder ancestors? You came too slowly this time, and you are reluctant. Do you want to leave the holy religion?"

The envoy, that is, Zhang Feng was neither angry nor angry, but just looked at Qiu Minjun plainly, and said coldly with his hands behind his back,
"Old Huang is good at distorting yellow, he can't do anything about it, so what can I do?
As for what you just said, I am indeed reluctant, but the Holy Cult ordered to worship the fire, I abandoned my wife and rushed to the battlefield, you said that I want to leave the Holy Cult, are you trying to frame me with trumped-up charges? "

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, everyone was startled, and Liu Jilai was even shrunk like a quail. These two are big brothers, strong men with real energy separated from their bodies, and he dared not penetrate into them.

However, during the quarrel between the two, Zu Wanchun gradually woke up from the coma, and his mental state was not bad, but everyone knew that this was just a flashback.

"Zhangshi, Xiaoqiu, Zumou knows that the end of life is over and the end is approaching, and he doesn't want to linger on. There is no point in arguing about it. Xiao Zheng, come here."

Zheng Pingyuan's face was numb, and most of the original vigor in his eyes disappeared, because he was always suppressed in the fight with Xiang Yang, and even lost in the end.

"This is the most talented swordsman I have ever seen. His star-piercing swordsmanship only practiced one move, the star-piercing style. In three years, this move of sublimation has been broken. I wanted to take him to Qian County. Give it to Brother Long to cultivate, cough cough."

Zu Wanchun took Zheng Pingyuan's hand, with a kind face, and introduced it to everyone with pride, but later he coughed up blood and foam, obviously his health was not good.

"I'm sick. To make a long story short, Zhangshi, I only have one request. Take him to Qian County. I believe he will bring different changes to the Zoroastrianism. Brother Long also asks to speak for me."

Qiu Minjun stared at Zheng Pingyuan with a bad expression on his face, even Zhang Feng also showed a look of embarrassment, is this person really that talented?If it is true, will he still lose to Xiang Yang?
Brother Long is the No. 1 holy envoy of the Zoroastrian Cult, with superb military strength. Although Zhang Feng is also known as one of the holy envoys, his strength is completely at the bottom.

Back then when Da Zhou attacked, the biggest blow was on many high-ranking officials. Zhang Feng was safe and sound, not because of how brilliant his martial arts and abilities were, but because he was mediocre and inconspicuous.

And that brother Long, with superb swordsmanship, was besieged by many masters back then, and still managed to break out of the siege with only his sword, blood staining thousands of mountains, without a single scar on his body, it is a miracle, and it is far beyond his comparison.

"Grandpa, I'm defeated, I don't deserve it."

Zheng Pingyuan's face was still dull, and he slowly pulled out the hand held by Zu Wanchun, staring at him, his eyes were confused, puzzled, mixed with loss and resentment, he did not bear the sword, but the sword did him.

"Don't say that, that young man is also a genius, and he has a quick mind. He broke your weapon beforehand, otherwise he might not be your opponent.

However, although he is smart, smart people tend to have mixed thoughts, and it is difficult to be sincere and perfect. He may become a master in martial arts, but sooner or later there will be a big obstacle, nine out of ten will be difficult to overcome, and his achievements may not be very high.

But you are different. The first time I saw you back then, I could see your inner traits. You are a unique swordsmanship genius. Now you are not as good as him, but only temporarily.

Believe me, believe in the sword in your hand, as long as you continue to practice hard and have the guidance of a strong person, your future achievements will be limitless. "

Zu Wanchun coughed and finished speaking intermittently. Zheng Pingyuan suddenly burst into tears. The originally dull and indifferent eyes, mixed with transparent tears, glowed with unparalleled spiritual vigor, like a dusty sword , was wiped off the dust above, rejuvenated.

"I understand, I will live up to your expectations. In the future, I will kill that person with the sword in my hand, I swear."

The change of Zheng Pingyuan also surprised Zhang Feng, Qiu Minjun and others. Lao Huang also looked at this kid in surprise, and admired Zu Wanchun's vision. His martial arts are not high, his vision is very vicious, and he knows how to read people. .

"Okay, I promise you, anyway, if my identity is leaked, I can't stay here any longer. I just left here to live in Qian County."

Seeing Zhang Feng agreeing, Zu Wanchun seemed to let go of his thoughts, nodded, and waved away the crowd, only Qiu Minjun, Zhang Feng and Lao Huang were left.

"I can't do it, Xiaoqiu, you have to find out the details of the young man who killed me today. If he can be recruited into the holy religion, he will be able to accomplish a lot. If not, he must get rid of it as soon as possible, so as not to become a serious problem. Going to him instead cost my own life.”

Lao Huang rubbed his hands clasped in his cuffs,

"I know that you old boy just raised his heart and belittled the enemy on purpose. It's just that I went late. That young man really deserves so much attention?"

Zhang Feng and Qiu Minjun nodded at the same time, then glanced at each other, shook their heads again,
"Perhaps, I really can't see through it. As Elder Zu said, cleverness is often misunderstood by cleverness, but this person is different. The cleverness is external, and the inner layer is like shrouded in a layer of fog. Can't see through."

"This is natural, because he himself doesn't see through himself, how can outsiders see through?
But there is one thing, this is a dangerous person, while you are still young, you can suppress it, so let's make a quick decision.

If I fail, it will be up to you to succeed in the Fire Worship Cult from now on.

Cough, what joy is life, why bother death, worship fire, worship fire, here I come. "

The moment Zu Wanchun lowered his head, his neck tilted, and he died completely. The remaining three looked at each other, speechless, and could only sigh helplessly.

Finally left.

(End of this chapter)