Bad People Started as an Undercover Xuanming Sect

Chapter 136 Chapter 136

Three days later.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun was in the sky.

The school grounds in Taiyuan City were surrounded by common people who came to watch.

A group of heavily armed soldiers stood still with spears in their hands. On the high platform, Jin Wang Li Siyuan's eyes fell on Li Cunli coldly.

"The auspicious time has come, execution~"

An officer tossed his token, and Bago slowly drew his dagger and walked towards the execution platform.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Li Cunli struggled hard, with tears in his eyes, looking at Li Siyuan on the high platform like piercing eyes.

And at Li Siyuan's side, Zhang Yuanqing stood by and watched with a sneer in his eyes.

The sharp knife cut through the flesh and cut Li Cunli's body inch by inch.

Soon one of Li Cunli's arms was sliced ​​into white bones, and the cut flesh fell to the ground, and the blood dripped down the cracks in the stone bricks.

The people around took out the steamed buns that had been prepared and rushed to go home with smiles on their faces after being stained with blood.

On the high platform, Zhang Yuanqing looked at all this indifferently, like a god and Buddha who doesn't care about the fireworks in the world, staring indifferently.

More than half of the execution was over, the tortured Li Cunli endured hundreds of knives, he was about to die, maybe Li Siyuan got tired of watching, and said: "Sixth brother, you do it yourself, let him go."

"Yes."

Zhang Yuanqing bowed slightly, raised his foot and walked down the high platform.

The soldier beside him handed over a sharp knife, and Zhang Yuanqing walked up to Li Cunli with the knife in his hand, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Sixth son, you can go with peace of mind, Li Siyuan...will meet with you soon. You want to."

"At that time, you will have to wait on Huangquan Road."

After Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, he raised the knife and cut off Li Cunli's head with one blow.

With a "gudong", a large head rolled down.

"Get up and go back to the palace~"

...

In Tongwen Museum.

There is still half a month left before the agreed Changan Suzakumen covenant.

In order to achieve his goal, and to kill Li Xingyun logically in exchange for his Tang blood, the fake Li found Li Siyuan and Meng Po.

In the room, the respectful Hou Li Cunli played by Zhang Yuanqing is beside Li Siyuan, looking at his nose, nose and heart, with an indifferent appearance of not caring about world affairs.

"His Royal Highness has obtained the whereabouts of the corpse ancestor Hou Qing?"

Po Meng's eyebrows were low, and a hoarse old voice came.

Fake Li nodded solemnly and said: "That's right, the spies from the Tongwen Museum have found out that Hou Qing, the ancestor of the corpse, is now following the saintess of Wandu Cave, and is on his way to meet Li Xingyun."

Hearing this, Meng Po raised her eyes to look at Chi Li at the side, and said, "The holy girl of Wandu Cave? Poison Lord, this holy lady is the daughter of the king, it's your family business, how about..."

Chi Li chuckled, already guessing the meaning of what Po Meng said next.

"The holy girl is indeed my brother's daughter, but she has defected to the Wandu cave now, and she is no longer counted as one of us, and my Wandu cave is far away from the [-] mountains, and I still don't know the terrain of the Central Plains. I'd better trouble Mrs. Meng to do it herself for the female matter."

Granny Meng also laughed, and said slowly: "In the battle on Huashan that day, the old woman's black and white subordinates cut off their wrists to survive, and their skills have not recovered yet. Forgive me, there are no one under my command."

The two of them played smartly in every word and deed, and they couldn't help cursing "old fox" in everyone's ears.

The dead ancestor Hou Qing's kung fu is unfathomable, and he even has the evil kung fu of weeping blood record. It's hard for a casual person to be an opponent. Both of them don't want their subordinates to take risks and compromise their strength.

Fake Li showed displeasure on his face, but because of his weak power, he didn't say much, he just glanced at Li Siyuan to see what he meant.

And Li Siyuan, who had been watching his words and expressions, coughed dryly after noticing the fake Li's gaze, Chi Li and Po Meng immediately stopped talking, and turned their heads to look together.

"Since the two subordinates have no one to use, then this matter will be handled by this king. What do you think?"

"Jin Wang Gaoyi."

"Then there will be King Lao Jin."

Li Siyuan turned his head to look at Zhang Yuanqing who was at the side, and said: "Sixth brother, then you will go there yourself, and you must get back the Weeping Blood Record."

Zhang Yuanqing clasped his hands together and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, the Saintess of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave..."

Chi Li's eyes turned cold, and said, "Just kill it."

"clear."

You Chuan, who was eavesdropping outside the door, changed his expression, and then turned and left in a hurry.

Zhang Yuanqing pushed the door out, glanced meaningfully at the gate of the Tongwen Museum, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised a curve.

"Prepare the horse."

----

three days later.

In the valley of Tibetan soldiers, in a secret room.

In the dark space, a few candles flickered.

The night wind blew slowly through the mouth of the pot above the secret room, making a silent sob like a complaining woman.

Zhang Yuanqing sat on the futon with 49 lotus lanterns, which coincided with the number of seven or seven.

The Dao is fifty, the Tianyan is forty-nine, and people go to one.

Zhang Yuanqing on the futon is the "fleeing one".

Since Huashan woke up, Zhang Yuanqing has been trying to decipher the strange and unpredictable rune order on his body.

After Zhang Yuanqing left the Tongwen Museum, he went straight to the Zangbing Valley in Zhongnan Mountain.

He has broken through the bottleneck in his internal strength cultivation, and he has mastered all the major divine arts, and the divine illumination art can no longer support his terrifying cultivation of going deep into the abyss.

It is necessary to create a new inner strength to break through the void and become holy, and reach the supreme state that has never been seen before or since.

In an instant, Zhang Yuanqing's whole body surged with zhenqi, and the candle flame flickered and flourished.

In the blink of an eye, Huanghuang Shenwei has a monstrous momentum.

Tiangang Jue, Zhiyang Zhigang, Qi is like a raging flame, like a great sun in the vast sky.

Yang Qi rises and externalizes.

Zhang Yuanqing changed his mind again, and the Nine Nether Xuantian Divine Art came into being.

The most yin and evil breath suddenly emerged, like the whispers of ghosts and evil spirits in hell.

One yin and one yang, like yin and yang Pisces, meet in mid-air.

"garrulous--"

The roar of dragons and tigers came from the void, and two giant dragons, one black and one white, entangled and writhed, emerging from the clouds and mist to hide in the river mist.

The twin dragons circle back and forth, just like the trend of yin and yang fish in a Tai Chi dish.

Zhang Yuanqing clasped the formula with both hands, and the golden god thunder made by the fusion of Wulei Tianxin Jue and the most holy Qiankun Gong suddenly exploded.

At this time, 49 lotus lanterns flickered on and off, and the fire rose.

A whirlwind rolled up in the cave, with lightning and thunder.

Zhang Yuanqing once again sacrificed a wave of true energy, and the mysterious and unparalleled Shenzhao Gong's internal energy was released externally, and turned into a Daoist Dharma image.

At the same time, with a sound of Buddha's murmur, the Vajra Immortality Magical Skill has been activated and turned into a Buddha Tathagata.

At this time, Zi Shi is approaching, and it is the time when black and white alternate between black and white in a day, and it is also an opportunity for the clear air to rise and the turbid air to fall, and the movement of yin and yang.

In an instant, the past Taoist secrets surged in Zhang Yuanqing's mind.

"Tao can be called Dao, it is very Tao; name can be named, it is very famous. Nothing, it is called the beginning of heaven and earth; You, it is called the mother of all things."

"...Therefore, there is always no desire, so as to see its wonder; always have desire, so as to see its beauty. These two come from the same name but have different names. The same is called Xuan, and Xuan is also Xuan, the gate of all wonders."

"The god of the valley is immortal, it is called Xuan Min. The gate of Xuan Min is called the root of heaven and earth. There is a mixture of things, born innately..."

"Lonely and lonely, independent without changing, traveling around without dying, can be the mother of heaven and earth."

Zhang Yuanqing stole the profound meaning of the Tao Te Ching, combined with decades of accumulation, a spiritual light descended like a god, instantly arousing infinite inspiration.

Countless mystical qi filled his limbs and quickly moved through his limbs.

Zhang Yuan held his breath, raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly.

The externalized internal skills are merged into one in an instant, yin and yang are twinned, and everything is unified.

The turbulent true energy gushed out, destroying everything around it.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's thousands of profound strengths were concentrated in one body, and his energy channels were flourishing.

The three flowers of essence, qi and spirit gather at the top, and the five qi of the heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney are in charge.

The golden elixir in the body is shattered like a lightning strike, and the qi mechanism is sensed. Deep in the mind, the primordial spirit is stored as the innate fetal breath.

In Zhang Yuanqing's body, a divine fetus was quietly conceived.

(End of this chapter)