Best Ascension

Chapter 42 I am your future master

Qixia Peak is located in the depths of Yandang Mountains, more than 400 miles northwest of Longli Lake.

A bluestone path more than ten feet wide is looming under the cover of big trees and green plants, extending from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain with twists and turns.

The three of Zhao Sheng got off their horses at the foot of Qixia Peak, and handed over the green-scaled jiaoma to the care of the mountain guards.

The guardians of the mountain are a group of mortals. Their ancestors also came from the Xiuxian family, but they are all dead now.

They accepted the entrustment of the nearby immortal cultivating family, stationed at Qixia Peak for generations, and specially served the immortal cultivators.

Just when the three of them stepped on the steps of the stone path, Zhao Chongxiao suddenly stopped and looked at Zhao Sheng with an anxious expression, hesitant to speak.

After Zhao Sheng noticed it, he was a little surprised and said, "What's the matter?"

"Well... After seeing the three immortals of Wushan, can you not do it right away, let me say a few words first." Zhao Chongxiao rubbed his hands to please him.

"Well, yes. But give me a reason to convince me." Zhao Sheng said straightforwardly.

At this time, Zhao Chongwei was unwilling, and said angrily: "Hmph, Chonghe, let's ignore this traitor, maybe he has some bad ideas."

Zhao Chongxiao said with bitterness on his face: "I have been poisoned with rotting blood Gu, I want to see if I can cheat back the antidote first."

Zhao Sheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and almost forgot that Zhao Chongxiao had a deadly thing on him.

Zhao Sheng thought about it for a while and thought that he could delay for a while, and Zhao Chongxiao was always a member of his own family, so he couldn't force people to a dead end.

So he agreed, "Yes! But only if it doesn't affect the plan."

"Absolutely not!" Zhao Chongxiao was overjoyed and quickly agreed.

Zhao Sheng nodded, stretched out his hand sideways and made a gesture of invitation, saying: "Then please!"

Zhao Chongxiao took a deep breath, and stepped onto Qixia Peak first, followed by Zhao Sheng, pulling the angry Zhao Chongwei.

Although the Qixia Peak is steep and slippery with stone steps, it is completely difficult for the three qi refining cultivators.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the three of them walked over a thousand stone steps to a flat place halfway up the mountain.

This is a depression in the mountains, with an area of ​​about twenty feet, and a four-pillar stone pavilion is built close to the corner of the cliff to enjoy the scenery.

As soon as the three of them boarded here, they immediately saw two people standing and sitting in the stone pavilion.

Both of them were wearing apricot-yellow Taoist robes and green leaf crowns, and they looked like Taoist priests.

The sitting man's face was like a full moon, and his body was fat and bloated.The standing ones have green beard and hair, and livid skin, more like the dead than the living.

When Zhao Chongxiao saw the two of them, his body trembled violently, and he froze on the spot.

Zhao Sheng saw his strange behavior out of the corner of his eyes, and he knew that the two people facing him were undoubtedly two of the Three Immortals of Wushan.

Just where is the third person?

Before the thoughts dissipated, Zhao Sheng suddenly heard a rattling sound behind him, like the crisp sound made by some kind of metal touching a stone.

Zhao Sheng turned around abruptly and looked back.

A dozen or so stone steps below, a cripple with empty right trouser leg, leaning on a shiny silver snake-head crutch in his right hand, was slowly walking up the mountain.

Faced with this situation, any fool knows something is wrong.

Zhao Sheng retracted his left hand into his sleeve, and quietly held the trapped dragon talisman in his hand, while pulling Zhao Chongwei to retreat slowly towards the mountain wall.

On the other side, Zhao Chongxiao suddenly rushed to the stone pavilion, rushed to the two people in the stone pavilion with an excited expression, and shouted: "Senior, I have brought the man here. Quickly give me the antidote!"

In the stone pavilion, the fat man sitting there is named Zhang Xiong, who is at the seventh level of Qi refining, and he is the second child of the Three Immortals of Wushan Mountain.

The standing green-haired ghost is the third child, named Chu Hu, a six-level immortal cultivator of Qi refining.

Hearing Zhao Chongxiao's shout, Zhang Xiong patted his stomach, laughed loudly and said: "Boy, you did a good job. Daoist will not treat you badly. It's just an antidote, let's continue!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xiong threw it casually, and a bloody ball flew out from the bottom of his sleeve in an instant, and after drawing an arc, it fell precisely into Zhao Chongxiao's hand.

Zhao Chongxiao was ecstatic, he quickly raised his hand and opened his mouth, swallowing the blood ball in one gulp.

After taking the antidote, he was grateful, and bowed again and again in thanks: "Thank you senior for giving the antidote. This junior is very grateful."

At this time, a lame man on crutches happened to appear in this depression.

Seeing Zhao Chongxiao's appearance, he suddenly said: "Little boy, this old man taught you to be a good boy today. Remember not to trust anyone's promises. Don't forget it in your next life!"

When Zhao Chongxiao heard this, his face turned pale instantly, his mouth stumbled in fright and said: "Senior, you are... uh!"

Just halfway through speaking, Zhao Chongxiao's body suddenly twitched, his exposed skin turned red and purple in an instant, and countless drops of blood leaked from the pores all over his body.

In an instant, black and purple pus and blood flowed from Zhao Chongxiao's seven orifices, and his skin quickly festered and a large amount of pus and blood flowed out.

In just seven or eight breaths, Zhao Chongxiao's body quickly melted into a pool of blood under the eyes of everyone.

A gust of wind blew by, and a red and white bone frame collapsed and was scattered in the blood.

The scene is really scary!

vomit!
Zhao Chongwei has never seen such a bloody side.Her stomach churned and twitched instantly, and she bowed her body and couldn't help opening her mouth to vomit.

After seeing this scene, the cripple was very satisfied.

In his opinion, this move is just right to kill chickens and scare monkeys.

When you "persuade" the two treasures later, you will probably save a lot of effort.

Cripple is the eldest of the Three Immortals of Wushan. His real name and origin are very mysterious, even his two righteous brothers don't know.

He has always called himself Zhou Laoguai, the highest among the three immortals, and he is close to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

Zhou Laoguai slowly approached Zhao Sheng and the two of them, and while releasing the powerful aura of the ninth level of refining Qi, he said threateningly: "You two should be captured obediently and without a fight. Don't let the old man do anything, or you will be killed in the future suffer from it!"

Zhao Sheng pulled Zhao Chongwei back to the mountain wall, and asked with a wary look: "Who are you?"

Zhou Laoguai looked as if he was sure of winning, and laughed proudly: "Haha, who are we, you ask? I will be your future master!"

"Wait a minute, I have something to say!" Zhao Sheng suddenly shouted.

He wanted to delay for a while, because the situation was a bit different from what he had imagined.

The three immortals of Wushan did not stand together, and the dead cripple was at least five or six feet away from the other two, while the range of the trapped dragon talisman was only three feet.

This is a little tricky!

Zhou Laoguai laughed and said: "When the old man finishes imposing restrictions on you, you will have plenty of time to talk."

While speaking, he didn't mean to stop at all.

Seeing that the cripple was within two feet of him, Zhao Sheng gritted his teeth, shook his hands and tore up the trapped dragon talisman.

In the next moment, a golden circle of light suddenly shot out from Zhao Sheng's cuff, and it inflated countless times in an instant, turning into a golden bowl-shaped light mask, holding Zhou Laoguai in the middle like lightning.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen golden light chains suddenly "grow" from the wall of the cover, and penetrate into the interior in an instant, entwining Zhou Laoguai's head, neck, waist, hips, arms, left feet and snake head like living things. abduct.

"Boss, be careful!
However, the warning from the second brother Zhang Xiong was one step too late.

The activated second-order sleepy dragon talisman is as fast as lightning!

When he shouted, Zhou Laoguai had already been locked by the Trapped Dragon Talisman.

(End of this chapter)