Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 307
The wind is like a knife, and the snow is like a canopy.

The sky and the earth are all white.

The snow is full of swords and bows, and the armor is bright.

The brigade of cavalry was silent, marching deep in the snow field.

No matter how heavy the wind and snow was, it didn't mess up the formation.

Suddenly, the old man in the front wearing a black robe and a bone ornament raised his hand.

The whole team immediately turned from movement to silence, and slowly stopped on the side of a stone hill.

"Go further south, and you'll be in Dazhou territory."

The old man looked back, and his eyes fell on the face of the cavalry leader behind, "Binglie and I will continue to go south into Qizhou, you don't need to continue to follow, just go to the city near the border.

According to what I said before, make the momentum bigger, but don't get entangled with the guards in the surrounding area, just let them feel that the army is overwhelming. "

"The last will obey."

Venerable Feng climbed to the top of a stone slope, watched the cavalry group go away, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the snow.

Bing Wu followed behind, on the left and right of Venerable Feng, standing on two raised bluestones.

He changed into a white robe, which was a little less cold and more gentle than when he was covered in silver armor.

"Does General Binglie know why I didn't want to go south to Dazhou at first, but then suddenly changed my mind?"

Venerable Feng raised his eyes and looked at the endless snow field ahead, his expression gradually became gloomy.

Without waiting for Bingwu to answer, he asked a second question, "Does General Binglie know about the comparison between our northern wilderness and Dazhou's combat power above the martial arts masters?"

Bing Wu thought about it and said slowly, "Seven sects of the Great Zhou sect, Saint Master Luo is now in our Northern Wilderness, and if we exclude the Lingming Mountain Lord who is haunted by hidden wounds, then there are only five Grand Masters left.

As for the imperial court, the three old fellows in the Four Elephant Hall of Tianji Mansion, and the one guarding the southern border, even if there is a possible hidden world master, there are at most ten or so people who can be shown on the surface That's all. "

Venerable Feng nodded slightly, "Although there is a slight error in the number of people that General Binglie said, it has nothing to do with the overall situation. What about us?"

Bing Wu said without hesitation this time, "We outnumber them by at least half the number of great anode masters, and if you count the cathode masters, it is definitely more than double."

"Yeah, it looks like we're twice their size, if not more."

Venerable Feng sighed deeply, "But looking at the whole situation now, although we have put on an aggressive and oppressive posture towards the south before, it is only true and false, false and true, to cover up the real intention of the king. That's all."

Bing Wu narrowed his eyes suddenly, "What does Venerable Feng mean, that we are on the defensive?"

"On the defensive?"

"General Bing Lie is too optimistic."

"If you're just on the defensive, the old man doesn't have to be so nervous, he even acts a little timid, not even willing to avenge His Highness Huangchen."

Venerable Feng turned his head and looked north, with a helpless smile on his face, "Bing Lie kept her mind pure and focused on martial arts practice wholeheartedly.

There is Empress Concubine Han behind you to help you shelter from the wind and rain, so even though you are a strong general of the golden tent, it is normal not to know some things.

It's like the strong general doesn't know that the golden tent is so empty now, except for the old man, there is only one person left to sit in the golden tent. "

Bing Wu was stunned for a moment, "The two high priests, the two masters of Lin Huo, the three spirit generals who are still above the generals, the four masters of the esoteric religion, etc., are they all gone?"

After a pause, he asked again, "Does my sister know about this?"

"Maybe Concubine Han knows a little bit, but she doesn't know the details inside. Otherwise, she probably wouldn't let the old man take you south to Qizhou, and it would be really troublesome to find Yuanyi and Ningxuan."

Venerable Feng shook his head, and continued, "At this time, they have all gone north secretly according to the king's will.

Together with the selected masters, they are preparing to launch a higher-level Brahma ceremony again to deal with the threat posed by the Xuanbing Sea.

You said that if the sect of the Great Zhou court conscripted masters into the Northern Wilderness again at this time, what can we do to stop them? "

Bing Wu took a deep breath of cold air, and then exhaled slowly, "The situation in Xuanbinghai has become so bad?"

"Yeah, not only General Binglie didn't think of it, but the old man didn't think of it either.

Even the lord and the high priest were the same. No one thought at the beginning that the situation in Xuanbinghai would turn so fast and become so uncontrollable. "

When Venerable Feng said this, he sighed again, "The cause of the past, the result of today, the chaos in the Xuanbing Sea, I still can't get around the invincible and oppressive man a hundred years ago. Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou."

"Back then, Emperor Wu spared no expense to break through the golden tent, and wiped out the only sliver of divine will remaining in the Great Brahma's life.

However, regardless of his own injuries, he continued to walk north until he brought many southern border masters into the Xuanbing Sea.

No one knows what he did inside and what he arranged.

All I know is that when he reappears, his whole body exudes a dead air that should not be approached by strangers.

What's more important is that almost none of the Southern Border Grandmasters who were conquered were killed by Emperor Wu himself in the Black Ice Sea.

The result of this is that 40 years ago we regained our vitality and intended to go south.

After bloody battles with the warriors of the Great Zhou, although they had the upper hand as a whole, they had to retreat north hastily because of the sudden chaos in the Xuanbing Sea, giving up the advantage that countless tribal warriors had exchanged for their blood. "

"What if we leave the Xuanbing Sea alone?"

Bingwu frowned and thought hard, and said slowly, "Under the leadership of the lord, we can definitely go south before this white disaster begins, as long as we can occupy the rich land of Dazhou and use it to resettle..."

His voice gradually lowered, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly, "Even if we can occupy the whole territory of Dazhou, if we lose Beihuang because of this, we will lose everything."

"General Bing Lie is worthy of being a grand master who has stepped into the anode. His mind is clear and thorough, and he quickly figured out the crux of the problem."

Venerable Feng brushed off the snowflakes accumulated on his clothes with a sigh of emotion.

"Since the end of the Great War 40 years ago, the previous king, the High Priest of the Golden Tent, and the Grand Guru of Esoteric Buddhism have worked together to think about two questions, but so far there is no clear answer.

One is what is the relationship between us Northern Wilderness warriors, and even the tribes of various tribes, and Brahma's spiritual will.

The second is if we abandon this bitter cold land and open up new lands southward or even westward wholeheartedly, and allow the golden tent to be occupied by other races, will Brahma's spirit continue to exist? "

"General Bing Lie, if you were to make the decision, how would you choose?"

Bing Wu was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head, "I don't know, and I can't choose. Even the two questions mentioned by Venerable Feng, I dare not think about them because I am afraid of offending Da Fan Shengtian."

Venerable Feng exhaled a breath of white air, looked up at the dark sky, "The new Wang Xiong has a rough talent, his cultivation is unfathomable, even close to the level where Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou stood.

But even so, the king still didn't dare to gamble.

After all, the stakes to bet are too heavy, and it is related to the life and death of the tribes in the Northern Wilderness. If you miss one step, you may lose everything. The pressure brought by this can be imagined. "

Speaking of this, he turned his head and took a look, "General Binglie now knows why I suddenly agreed to go south, and also brought a few thousand-man teams directly under the Golden Tent."

Bing Wu lowered his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "There is a saying in the art of war, what is false is true, and what is true is false. Your lord's trip will bring oppression to Da Zhou, so that the other party can't figure out our true and false, and eliminate them. Doubts that may arise in the near future."

Venerable Feng nodded slowly, "If the chaos in the Xuanbing Sea continues unabated, it is impossible for us to hide the truth from the south for a long time.

But it can be delayed for a while, even if it is only a few days longer, that is good. "

Bing Wu fell into memory, full of doubts, "This summer, I was on duty in Xuanbinghai, and I also had a confrontation with their warriors.

I feel that its overall level of strength is not stronger than our Northern Wilderness Warriors, why did it suddenly become so powerful? "

"General Bing Lie should only see low-level cultivators in Xuanbinghai, not the number of major cultivators who have gradually increased recently.

Only if you have fought against their great cultivators can you experience it for yourself, those people can actually corrode and pollute the spiritual meaning of Brahma.

This kind of feeling is really terrible, even the masters of all departments are suffering from it, not to mention the mysterious sense warriors below, after a long time, they will all fall into chaos that is difficult to get rid of.

That's why the king is so determined to knock them down into the abyss at any cost.

If they are allowed to leave the sea of ​​ice and set foot in the Northern Wilderness, and then develop and grow stronger, if the spiritual meaning of the Great Brahma Sheng does not exist, then the end of our northern wilderness warriors will really come. "

Venerable Feng slowly walked down the stone hillock and continued to head south, "The lord said not long ago that the stronger we warriors from the Northern Wilderness are, the more powerful Brahma's spirit will be, and vice versa.

So compared to the southern barbarians like Da Zhou, those guys from Xuan Binghai are the real serious troubles. "

Bing Wu followed behind a few steps away, thinking slowly and said, "Beihuang has the spirit of Brahma to care for all living beings, but Dazhou does not have the corresponding manifestation of Zhou Tian's spirit.

So as long as the Xuanbinghai can be completely eliminated, no matter how big the loss is, we can accept it. As long as we recuperate for a period of time, we can still gain the upper hand when we face the Southern Zhou Dynasty. "

"Yeah, sometimes I think that Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou might have seen this a hundred years ago.

That's why after breaking through the golden tent and slaying Brahma's divine will, we continued to go north and entered the depths of the Black Sea of ​​Ice, which planted such a big trouble for us.

Even if he weakened and weakened shortly afterwards, he would go mad and die. "

"According to Venerable Feng, 40 years ago when the Golden Tent went south, many warriors died in battle, which led to the weakness of Brahma's spiritual will, which in turn caused the chaos in the Xuanbing Sea!?
Well, in recent times, masters such as Yuanli from the Black Water Department, Longsheng from the Jinlong Department, Mengzhi Mengzhi from the Esoteric Buddhism, and Chiyan from the Fire General died for no reason. More importantly, the death of Chen'er may also have a certain impact on Brahma's spiritual intentions. Impact! "

Thinking of this, Bing Wu subconsciously pressed the golden mirror hidden in her clothes.

He was a little confused for a while.

Even his state of mind became unstable, no longer as clear and bright as before.

"Venerable Wind, please stay."

After walking a certain distance, Bing Wu suddenly said, "I'll talk to my sister when I get back, and she doesn't have to mention the matter of going to Qinglin Mountain."

"No, I must go to Qinglin Mountain."

Venerable Wind stopped in his tracks, looking back with a calm expression.

"The old man's trip is not for a life-and-death fight with Ning Xuanzhen, but to see if the earth's energy hidden at the bottom of Qinglin Mountain will be affected by the power of Xuanbinghai.

From this, one can get a glimpse of the leopard, know the autumn with one leaf, and deduce what kind of game it will be if they bump into the cultivators of the Xuanbing Sea in the blessed lands of the Great Zhou. "

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"Wei Daozi, I have a lot of doubts in my heart. I don't know whether to speak or not to speak."

At the foot of Bingquan Mountain, the inner door deacon of Wuji Palace looked back at the town with a hesitant expression and tone.

"Deacon Zhao, but it doesn't matter."

Wei Tao stopped in his tracks, looked up at the path leading into the mountain, and a deep light flashed in his eyes from time to time.

"Then let's just say it."

Deacon Zhao organized his words, and said slowly after thinking, "After entering this town, I always felt that something was wrong, and after careful observation and thinking, I couldn't find the problem.

And after staying for a long time, my mood seems to have become a little dusty, no longer as clear and transparent as when I first came.

Daozi's cultivation level is advanced, and his vision is naturally wide. Just now, he suddenly made a move to shock the audience, has he found the reason? "

"I didn't find the reason either."

Wei Tao withdrew his gaze, and looked down at the town with Deacon Zhao.

After a long silence, he said slowly, "I only saw chaos. The entire town adjacent to the blessed place, including the people in the town, was in an indescribable chaos."

"confusion?"

Deacon Zhao frowned, puzzled, "I think they are all normal, and there is no sign of confusion."

"Deacon Zhao is looking at their words and deeds, so naturally he won't find any obvious abnormalities."

Wei Tao smiled, "I was the same as Deacon Zhao at first, but I felt something was wrong, but I couldn't find what the problem was.

It wasn't until later when I saw the stewards of those blessed lands, watching the gods and qi, burning with the fire of karma, oppressing them with my own martial arts true meaning, and using various methods to detect and perceive, I found some abnormalities. "

Deacon Zhao asked, "Which aspect of the abnormality does Daozi refer to?"

Wei Tao didn't answer directly, but asked instead, "Deacon Zhao, the stewards we met today are all related to Wuji Palace, and most of them have practiced Liuyun Sanshou, am I right or not?"

"What Daozi said is correct."

Deacon Zhao nodded, "Most of these stewards are drawn from various outer courtyards. Naturally, they have practiced Liuyun Sanshou, and even Wuji Sanshou."

"now it's right."

Wei Tao raised his hand and pointed to the center of his brow, "If I hadn't practiced Liuyun Sanshou and understood the artistic conception of Jiwu Liuyun contained in it, I might not be able to see the difference.

Especially Bai Deacon, who guards Bingquan Mountain, as a martial artist in the realm of mystical senses, he can already perceive and capture mystical thoughts, and touch the deeper artistic conception of Ji Wu Liuyun. It is from him that I finally determined the different Change happens. "

"To put it simply, their spirits are a little abnormal. Although there is no clue on the surface, it feels like they have been polluted by some kind of power, which makes the artistic conception of the infinite exercises they practice become extremely chaotic. "

"Mutation!?"

Deacon Zhao's pupils contracted suddenly, his heart was pounding, and he could hardly keep his calm expression.

Different words, spoken from different populations, have completely different effects.

Just like now.

If it was just an accompanying servant who told him that something happened here.

Deacon Zhao would probably only smile slightly and not take it too seriously.

He thought that the so-called mutation was at best a trivial matter, and he didn't even need to show up in person, just calling a few disciples to deal with it.

but……

Now it was Wei Daozi of Qinglin Mountain who stood here and said these two words himself.

That's a big problem.

It is no exaggeration to describe it with one word.

This is a martial arts master whose strength level is comparable to that of the Palace Master, and who makes Xing Daozi's eyes full of stars.

Standing high on the peak, overlooking the entire seven schools of religion.

Therefore, the small troubles in Wei Daozi's eyes may be a big disaster to him.

So now that even Wei Daozi has said the word mutation, doesn't it mean...

Deacon Zhao thought for a while, and finally found a suitable description.

Doesn't it mean that Bingquan Mountain is about to collapse! ?

He was thinking silently, and Wei Tao's gentle and calm voice sounded in his ears again.

"Brother Zhao, take the others and leave now. It doesn't make much sense for you to stay here. On the contrary, there may be dangerous situations."

"Fortunately, Senior Sister Xing was lazy and left this matter to me to help, otherwise, even she might fall into chaos.

Although there will be no fear of life, it will be very harmful to the subsequent martial arts practice, and it may even cut off the way to go further. "

Deacon Zhao suddenly came back to his senses, and subconsciously asked, "What about Taoist, do you want to leave with us?"

"I'll wait a little longer, maybe I have to go to Bingquan Mountain to take a look."

A smile appeared on Wei Tao's face, his gaze was as calm as a deep pool.

"I have comprehended the true meaning of many martial arts exercises, seen the evil thoughts of Brahma, the dead energy of weak water, the spiritual meaning of rose tea, the true spirit of man, etc.

But this is the first time I have seen something that is full of chaos and seems to be able to corrode and pollute people's spirit, especially it is still showing its clues in the blessed land.

Therefore, we must investigate a little bit. Even if we can't find the root of the problem, we must at least get a general idea, so as not to be in a hurry next time, and it is difficult to deal with it. "

Deacon Zhao took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, as if falling into the fog.

More importantly, when he looked into Wei Tao's eyes, he inexplicably felt an uncontrollable fear.

Those eyes that were like a deep pool, although with a gentle smile, seemed to be filled with almost endless darkness and death energy.

Thinking about it further, it seems that there is a vast dark void inside, and it is like a vortex leading to the unknown, trying to swallow him whole.

"Understood, I will pack up and leave now."

Deacon Zhao lowered his gaze, not daring to meet his gaze.

He just said cautiously, "There is one more question I need to ask Daozi for instructions."

Wei Tao raised his hand slowly, and patted his shoulder, "Well, I have the relationship with Senior Sister Xing, Brother Zhao doesn't have to be so polite in front of me, just speak up if you have any questions."

Deacon Zhao was immediately flattered, subconsciously lowered his body slightly, and found a more suitable height and distance, so that Wei Daozi could take pictures more comfortably and smoothly.

Then he thought about his words and said, "The deacon Bai who is still in Bingquan Town, and the stewards of those blessed lands, do you want me to take them away together?"

"No, just let them stay here so that I can observe the subsequent changes."

When Wei Tao said this, he explained casually, "From Deacon Fudi Bai's summons, to Senior Sister Xing receiving the order, and then to Brother Zhao and I rushing here, a long time has passed.

So even if Brother Zhao took them away again, it would be too late. Instead, it would be better to survive in the chaos, which might solve the problem fundamentally. "

Deacon Zhao didn't dare to say any more, and immediately turned and left.

Only Wei Tao was left standing at the foot of Bingquan Mountain, looking up at the snow-covered and misty mountain, without moving for a long time.

Time passed little by little.

It was near dusk, and darkness was approaching.

The dense mist became thicker and denser than the night.

It blocks the line of sight and even obscures perception.

"This fog is too thick."

"It feels a bit like the cloud and mist lock of the Taoist master. Once it enters, it will be greatly affected by perception, and it will even suppress one's own martial arts true meaning."

Wei Tao stretched out his hand across the eyes, feeling as if he was caressing the real white velvet.

Even if he concentrated his eyes again, he couldn't see the distant scenery clearly.

Even when the imperial envoy uses the technique of watching gods and qi, he can only perceive the range of several meters around him.

I don't know when, the mountain wind gradually picked up.

The white mist also surged up.

The sudden night wind was not too small, but it didn't blow away the mist, on the contrary, it made it thicker and thicker.

And as the wind became stronger, there was also a very light fishy-sweet smell mixed in, as if fresh blood was flowing around.

Quietly, the white mist was covered with a scarlet color.

Wei Tao turned around and left.

He did not enter Bingquan Mountain at night, but returned to Bingquan Town.

Night has fallen, and the town is shrouded in darkness.

When the fog spreads here, it becomes much thinner, not as vast as it was when entering the mountain.

Wei Tao walked slowly on the street, carefully observing the surrounding situation.

Bingquan Town is not that big, there are only two cross streets.

The composition of the residents inside is also very simple, except for the stewards sent by the Wuji Palace, the rest are some hired workers.

As for the evil martial artist mentioned in Deacon Bai's message, he disappeared from the beginning to the end.

The night was getting dark.

The rooms are lit up, and the light is projected through the gaps in the doors and windows, reflecting orange bands of different lengths and thicknesses outside, cutting the narrow streets into various strange shapes.

There were voices coming from time to time, even interspersed with some suppressed, intermittent and different sounds, which immediately added a bit of vitality to the town.

Wei Tao didn't know how long such popularity could last.

Just like the seemingly ordinary Bingquan Town, under the calm appearance, there is already a turbulent undercurrent surging, and it will suddenly erupt at some point, engulfing everything and burying it.

Wei Tao stopped in front of the door of Deacon Bai's residence.

There was a slight click.

The lock plug was directly broken, and he went straight to the hall of the main house as if he had returned to his own home.

"Daozi came back from Bingquan Mountain?"

There was no light in the room, and Deacon Bai sat still in the dark, saying hello to Wei Tao who pushed the door in.

"came back."

Wei Tao nodded slightly, and sat down on another chair casually, "Deacon Bai said some time ago that there are evil warriors appearing nearby, I need to find out more about the situation."

"What exactly happened, I don't remember exactly."

Deacon Bai lit the candle standing on the table, sighed, "I don't know why, I always feel tired recently, and my memory is not very good.

Even in daily practice, Wuji Sanshou, which I had memorized by heart, would be full of mistakes and omissions, losing the true meaning of the original exercise. "

Wei Tao nodded, and then asked, "Other Fudi stewards have the same problem as Deacon Bai?"

"Also, when did Deacon Bai discover something was wrong, and what kind of changes occurred at that time?"

"I don't even know that."

Deacon Bai sighed softly, "I don't even know what's going on with me, and I'm not in the mood to..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Tao interrupted him directly.

"This matter is more important. Deacon Bai had better recall it carefully."

Deacon Bai raised his head, and suddenly shivered.

For some reason, looking at that gentle smiling face and listening to the gentle and calm voice, he could hardly control his emotions, and even his heartstrings almost broke directly.

Although the person on the opposite side was smiling gently and speaking in a flat tone, he was exuding extremely terrifying pressure all the time.

And it is the kind of huge pressure that acts on the spirit and will directly cause delusions.

Before I knew it, everything changed.

In the eyes of Deacon Bai, there was only a surging darkness and a scarlet flame that quietly ignited from the depths of the darkness.

"That evil warrior..."

"Just a few months ago, a strange-looking woman came here.

Her skin is so white that it is almost transparent, and her eyes are not black like ours, but azure blue like sea water. "

Wei Tao's eyes sparkled, and he asked quite unexpectedly, "What color is her hair, brown or golden?"

"She has no hair, not even eyebrows."

"Because Bingquan Town exists because of the ice spring in the mountain, outsiders have always rarely come in and out, so after she came to the town, our disciple who was on duty that day stepped forward to stop her and asked about the situation, but she disappeared before approaching. trace of the woman.

Since then, starting from the ice spring, the mist has gradually diffused.

Afterwards, we went into the mountains to fetch water and plant medicine fields. The mountain roads that could be walked with eyes closed began to appear similar to ghosts hitting the wall. "

Deacon Bai muttered to himself, unaware that bright red blood was flowing out of his seven orifices.

Wei Tao frowned slightly, turned his head and looked outside.

A faint white mist seeped in through the gaps in the doors and windows, quickly filling the entire room.

In the room, the candles were still burning quietly.

The flames jumped suddenly from time to time, and the light penetrated the white mist and hit various furniture and furnishings, causing the shadows behind to twist and change accordingly.

The fog is getting thicker.

The frequency of the candlelight beating is also getting faster and faster.

Even the reflected shadows become more and more distorted and crazy, like a shadow play out of control during the performance.

Until there was a soft poof.

The candles were quietly extinguished, and the entire hall immediately returned to calm.

Tick.

A drop of blood fell from the corner of Deacon Bai's lips to the ground, and then quickly turned into a trickle of blood.

He began to gasp for breath.

Swallow more and more white mist.

After a while, Deacon Bai calmed down, folded his hands on his knees, and looked straight ahead.

The body is straight, like a javelin.

Wei Tao remained expressionless and waited quietly.

A whistling sound came from outside the house.

It seems to be windy outside.

In just a short moment, the wind became stronger and stronger.

The blowing made the branches rattle and rattle, and there was a muffled bang in the middle, which sounded like the knocking sound caused by the constant opening and closing of the courtyard door.

"The fog may be real, but the other wind ghosts are all fake."

"With my current state of cultivation, it can still affect my mind, and it is even eroding the true meaning of martial arts that I have condensed."

"In the past, the sea of ​​flowers in the mountains and the bone altar should have appeared, but I don't know if the spirit of rose tea can resist the invasion of this white mist."

Wei Tao was a little lost in thought, forming the flaming lotus seal with his hands.

There was a soft pop.

It was as if the wick had burst between his fingers.

At the same time, the wind sound like a ghost crying, the ghost image reflected on the window, and various other abnormal sounds suddenly diminished and became lighter.

But this safe situation only lasted for a short moment, and all the visions returned again, even more chaotic and manic than before.

"The Karma Red Lotus is still somewhat useful, but my level of cultivation is too low to have a better effect."

"These fogs have been trying to erode my true martial arts, and there seems to be no other better way to block them out than to use the original body to return to one.

If it continues like this, maybe it won't take too long, and the martial arts true meaning I have condensed will be riddled with holes and chaos by this kind of thing, and it will no longer be the clear and bright artistic conception it used to be. "

"Even I am like this, Deacon Bai, who is still at the mysterious level, must have been more affected.

If even the profound thoughts captured by the perception are changed, not only is there no hope for the interaction between heaven and man, but it may also detonate all kinds of delusions, disturbing people's spirits into chaos. "

"If it's an anode master who turns virtual into reality, can the true meaning of martial arts condensed be able to resist the pollution and erosion of these white mist?"

"The last question, how did these white mist appear, and what is the connection with the weird hairless woman that Deacon Bai just mentioned."

Wei Tao was lost in thought, letting the white mist surround him.

Apart from forming the flame lotus seal just now, there was no other reaction.

Time passed little by little.

Even he couldn't bear the erosion and influence of the fog.

Quietly, the flame lotus seal turned into Yuantai fist seal.

There was a soft bang.

Swing away from Wei Taoxu's clenched fist.

"Hunyuan Wuji, Yuantu..."

He was about to clenched his fists tightly to attribute the true meaning of martial arts to himself, but he stopped without warning at the last moment.

"The Taoist master's cloud and mist lock is also a manifestation of his martial arts artistic conception."

"So, what if the white mist is also in a similar situation?"

"No, the white mist in front of me gives me the feeling more similar to Brahma's spirit, weak water and dead energy, but it has a little more pervasive and erosive pollution ability."

"Since this is the case, there is still another way to try."

Wei Tao suddenly opened his eyes, and countless scarlet tentacles protruded from his fingertips.

Separated in different directions, wandering meandering in the vast mist.

Guisi can carry profound thoughts and spiritual meanings.

Therefore, if the white mist is also some form of spirituality, it is possible to capture its perception by driving Youxuan Weisi, and really study it carefully.

It is even possible to absorb the true meaning swallowed by the void basalt, and incorporate this spiritual meaning into the body, so that the blood net can taste what it is like.

Full of anticipation, Wei Tao probed his perception carefully.

Regardless of the fact that the white mist has always been affecting him.

He wasn't panicking at all.

After all, with the foundation of "Yuantai Guiyi" born out of Hunyuan Hammer and Void Xuanwu, when it is really time to bear it, the problem can be solved by directly incorporating all the true meaning of martial arts into the physical body.

It's just that in this way, it is impossible to capture more detailed perception through the influence of the pollution and erosion of the true meaning of martial arts as it is now.

"This white mist really seems to be some kind of alternative spirituality."

"Interesting, compared to other true meanings of martial arts, Brahma's spiritual meanings corresponding to Vajra Secret Technique and Word Spiritual Art were the most affected, as if they were specifically targeted."

"So, if this thing appears in the Northern Wilderness, those masters, big and small, will be so anxious that they have to exterminate it at any cost."

Wei Tao exhaled lightly, and was about to release more strange threads, but his eyes suddenly focused.

At this moment, all the white mist quietly receded.

It quickly disappeared without a trace.

There was also a female voice full of surprise and anger, which suddenly sounded from the depths of darkness outside.

"These scarlet threads seem to be mysterious and mysterious threads?"

"It turned out to be a mysterious thread with a devouring artistic conception. Isn't this thing already extinct!?"

As soon as the sound sounded, it quickly disappeared, and it was already faintly visible in an instant, disappearing into the vast night.

Wei Tao froze suddenly.

The corners of the eyes and mouth are twitching slightly.

The body is also trembling uncontrollably.

"I haven't successfully sensed and captured it yet, but she's about to run away?"

"This person is so small, she can only take advantage of it, but she doesn't want to pay at all. How can there be such a brave reason in the world!?"

"I think she doesn't want to live anymore!"

The next moment, Wei Tao's heart exploded like a barrel of explosives.

The nameless anger that could not be suppressed was burning.

Even the scarlet tentacles all over the room were dancing wildly, violently twisting.

Boom! ! !

A big hole was opened in the hall of Deacon Bai's main room.

Bricks, stones, and trees flew around, and another figure jumped out of it like lightning, chasing the direction where the sound disappeared.

Seeing the bald head leaving quickly in the dark, he felt like he suddenly found a peeled boiled egg after being starved for ten days and nights.

He is so impatient.

Didn't even have time to walk through the door.

Of course, there was no time to open the gate of the courtyard, and he didn't even have time to climb over the wall. He just blasted and penetrated all the obstacles in front of him.
Wherever it passed, the mud and snow exploded, and the smoke and dust flew up, leaving a long earth dragon behind.

Heading towards the Bingquan Mountain in the depths of the darkness.

(End of this chapter)