Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 84

"It must be Penglai's fairy elder who defeated that person!"

Someone spoke.

"That's right, it must have been done by Penglai's fairy elder."

Someone else joined in.

It's not that these people are stupid, but that they understand a truth.Who is the real master of White Deer City!No matter who did this, the credit must go to Penglai Immortal.Only in this way can the embarrassing and beating incident of Immortal Penglai be exposed, and they, the group of local forces who live under Penglai's hands, can have a good life.

On the other side, the old man in coir raincoat carried the half-dead Jun Tian out of Bailu City.

In a few steps, he came to a deserted wilderness.

This is already the Wild Wolf Mountain ten miles outside Bailu City, and it is the site of a flea-level faction, the Wild Wolf Village.However, no matter whether it is the old man in coir raincoat or Jun Tiansheng who is controlled by him, no one will pay attention to any flea-level forces.

"Just here."

The old man in coir raincoat casually threw Jun Tiansheng on the ground, then took out a shovel from the side, and started digging.

From the looks of it, he was going to bury this guy.

"You think you won?"

Jun Tiansheng, who was lying on the ground, watched the behavior of the old man in coir raincoat calmly, as if he was not the one who would be buried next.

"Winning or losing is something that a small person like me can control."

The old man in the coir raincoat continued to dig the hole. Judging by his skillful movements, it was clear that this was not the first time he had done this.

"I'm only responsible for completing the tasks arranged by the master, and I don't care about anything else."

"Your master will not be at ease for long. This world has been in chaos for too long, and it is time to end."

The pattern on Jun Tiansheng's arm screamed frantically, trying to struggle to break free.

But the power attached to the two bamboo poles of the old man in the coir raincoat just happened to restrain them, so no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break through the bondage.

"It's not like the leaders of the heavens who have ambitions. We little people only care about our own one-third of an acre of land, and we are satisfied with enough food." The old man in the coir raincoat had almost dug the hole while he was talking.

The speed at which the old man dug the hole is really beyond words.

"Let's go."

Jun Tiansheng's expression changed, the reason why he mentioned the owner of the old man in coir raincoat was to arouse his curiosity.

As long as there is something he wants to know, he can survive.

This time he got the point accidentally, once he recovers, the old man in coir raincoat may not be his opponent.

"and many more."

Bang!
A shovel hit the face.

The demon power in his body circulated and quickly repaired the fatal wound on his head, but before he could speak again, the second and third shovels followed
Throw it into the pit and fill it with soil.

After a while, a small soil bag was completed.

No one would have thought that a strong man from the 'Heaven Realm' was actually buried here.

Heaven Realm is a top power equal to Huang Quan.Their origin can be traced back to the period of Emperor Renhuang, or even the beginning of the pollution of heaven and earth.The power that has been immortal for thousands of years is like tentacles in the dark, affecting the entire world in every way.

The ghost market that Wu Chong visited once belongs to Huang Quan's territory.

After burying the people, the old man in coir raincoat took the bamboo hat that he had dropped because of his work, put it on his head again, put the shovel back in the coir raincoat, picked up the bamboo pole, and whistled into the distance.

The fog floated over, and a bamboo raft floated over along the fog.

The old man in coir raincoat lightly jumped, stepped on the bamboo raft, and with a push of the bamboo pole in his hand, the figure disappeared into the mist.

After a long time, the fog dissipated.

Wild Wolf Village returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, only a small dirt bag was left on the spot.

Nameless hill.

Back mountain cave.

Compared with the turbulent situation in the city, Wu Chong's place is as calm as water.What I do most every day is to hibernate, sign in and breathe out, and then use experience points to upgrade new life skills.In the past few days, besides the painting skin technique, which has been promoted to the black art level, Wu Chong has ordered a new life skill.

Wooden puppet!
It is said that it was left over from a power called Shaolin Temple before the era of Emperor Renhuang.

It is a kind of organ technique.

"panel."

With a thought of Wu Chong, a new panel was summoned by him.

Character: Wu Chong

Basic attribute: perfect
Cultivation method: limit breaking level two

Realm: In the early days of India.

Life Skills: Hex Level 19.

Since the painting skin technique was upgraded to the painting skin magic technique by him, it hasn't changed any more, and he took the time to tap it several times later, until it has been upgraded to level 19.The Painted Skin Demon Art at level 19 has only become a little bit stronger, and has not undergone drastic changes as before, and I don't know if the accumulated quantitative changes are not enough.

"Big brother."

A voice came from outside, it belonged to the little boss Ding Jiu.

After Sun Dao died, the second masters of the cottage, You Kuan and Ding Jiu, were basically in charge.As Wu Chong's younger sister, most of Lian Xing was in the city to help him inquire about news, and Lian Xing herself had a blood feud, so Wu Chong basically didn't care about her on weekdays.

"Have you found the death row prisoner you were looking for?"

Wu Chong got up and walked to the entrance of the cave.

"Bring three, according to what you said, big brother, all you are looking for are villains who are enough to make a pot."

Although he doesn't quite understand why the head of the family is looking for these people, but Ding Jiu, who is used to his current status, knows that there are some things that he should not inquire about.And Sun Dao's death didn't frighten him, until now he still dreams of becoming an 'immortal elder'.

The ambition at the bottom will not retreat because of fear.

"Put it in."

After looking at the three tied up death row prisoners, Wu Chong gave an order.

After he cheated his subordinates to death last time, Wu Chong kept an eye out.Although Ding Jiu and the others are not afraid of death, he still needs to be careful.There are only a few men who can be used now. Although they can't keep up with their abilities, they can still be used to run errands. If these people are all dead.Then he still needs to spend time to subdue the new subordinates, and Ding Jiu and the others may not be able to use them smoothly.

The three death row prisoners who were thrown into the hole struggled desperately, making whining noises.

"Master, there has been a lot of movement in the city recently. Mr. Wang told us not to go into the city if we have nothing to do recently."

After delivering the person, Ding Jiu began to report the latest news in Bailu City.

The old man Wang in his mouth is the old Wangtou.

After getting along for such a long time, Lao Wangtou and Wu Chong's personal relationship is already very good, especially after doing dirty work together last time, this relationship has become even closer.

"do you have anything else?"

Wu Chong picked up the food that Ding Jiu dropped by and started to eat slowly.

"I heard from Mr. Wang that a real gentleman came to Bailu City. This gentleman is looking for a box all over the world. This is the general shape of the box. Mr. Wang asked someone to recreate it. Maybe it's a bit imprecise." Wan Dingjiu took out the scroll that Old Wangtou asked him to bring.

What was drawn on it was the spirit object box that Wu Chong went to the ghost market to dispose of not long ago.

The painting skin technique also came out of this box.

(End of this chapter)