Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 325 The eldest nephew: the beginning of a wrong path

The struggle for hegemony in Guyuan has attracted all forces to be ready to take action, and even Zanghuiju, which has been hiding from the world for a long time, is no exception.

The valley is deep, the literary halls are scattered, and several disciples are scattered on the ground to practice separately.

Sect Leader Fu Tianchang looked at the Yushu Ling and Baxun Key in his hands and fell into deep thought.

Wen Tianchang lived in seclusion for many years due to illness. Unexpectedly, he was involved in a turmoil in the world and was listed as the representative of the Qizong of the Eight Guyuan people.

Before Yan Tianchang could figure out the key, a young man wearing a gray-white gown hurried over.

"Uncle, I have been to the public pavilion. Here is the list."

Yan Tianchang took the list, glanced at it, and asked: "Yuan'er, do you think uncle should participate or refuse?"

This young man with a handsome face and a calm demeanor is Le Xunyuan, the nephew who suffers from Tianchang.

He thought for a moment and replied: "Uncle should participate. I heard that there are countless rare treasures in the wonders of the mountains and seas, and there may be good medicine to cure my uncle."

Yan Tianchang shook his head: "My illness is caused by practicing Mingqi martial arts. There is no good medicine to cure it."

Le Xunyuan was surprised: "Isn't this a family disease? My father also died of this disease."

"Ahem! Yuan'er, sit down and listen to uncle."

Fu Tianchang asked Le Xunyuan to sit in front of him, calmed down, and then slowly told the truth: "The Ming Qi Martial Art is Hui Cangju's unique skill. After several generations, there are many disciples in the sect, so why are so few people successful in it?"

Le Xunyuan shook his head. He had always thought that the master was hiding his secrets and not allowing his disciples to practice.

His father was the previous generation leader and had already passed on the Ming Qi Martial Arts Code to him.

Le Xunyuan practiced secretly and reached the seventh level.

He thought silently that Yu Tianchang had been stuck at the eighth level for a hundred years, and now he was only at the ninth level. With the speed at which he cultivated to the seventh level, it would be just around the corner to surpass Yu Tianchang.

Fu Tianchang sighed: "Although Ming Qi Martial Arts is a superb technique, it also causes serious damage to the practitioner's body. In the process of practice, injured Qi will gradually be generated and accumulated in the body. This kind of injured Qi cannot be discharged. "

"Upset?"

Le Xunyuan pretended to be surprised, but in fact he didn't believe it at all. If he was really hurt, how could his father let him practice?

It is obviously a hereditary disease in the family, so after he was born, he took his mother's surname of Le to avoid the family's bad luck. Yan Tianchang said this, so he was not allowed to continue practicing the Ming Qi Martial Arts.

Naturally, Yan Tianchang didn't know what Le Xunyuan was thinking, and continued: "The higher the Ming Qi Martial Arts, the deeper the accumulation of injured Qi. If you practice to the ninth or tenth level, you will be in danger of death. This is also the reason for uncle. The reason why you don’t give the Ming Qi Martial Arts Code to your disciples to practice.”

"Then my father?"

"Alas, when I reached the eighth level of cultivation, I couldn't suppress my anger any more."

Le Xunyuan swallowed the words "You lied" that came to his lips. When his father was seriously ill, it was Yin Tianchang who ate the elixir prepared by the immortal practitioner, which led to his father's death.

This is what he saw with his own eyes!
At this moment, Le Xunyuan hated Fu Tianchang to the core. He was the culprit who killed his father, and now he lied to himself to stop practicing the Ming Qi Martial Arts.

Perhaps, Yan Tianchang discovered that he was practicing secretly?
As expected by Le Xun Yuan, the next words of Yan Tianchang were: "Yuan'er, I found that you are secretly practicing Ming Qi Martial Arts. My uncle hopes that you will stop immediately, otherwise the Qi will enter your body and it will be difficult for the gods to save you." , cough cough cough!”

Yan Tianchang coughed a few times and showed a tired look: "Yuan'er, I don't want you to be like my uncle, tortured by anger, and life would be worse than death."

"Well, Yuan'er knows."

Le Xunyuan said respectfully.

Yan Tianchang waved his hand and went back to his bedroom to rest.

Le Xunyuan quietly exited and headed towards the back mountain, where a group of immortal practitioners were being held captive.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

It was the time of robbery and murder.

A motorcade rolled into the valley, and on the cliff, Zong Hengzi and Ren Pingsheng stood side by side.

Behind the two people, the indifferent woman in red casually strummed the strings of the piano, making a tinkling sound like a cold spring flowing.

"coming."

Zong Hengzi had already set up the Zong Heng formation here, forming a chess game.

When the convoy entered, the formation was activated instantly, light suddenly appeared, light and dark alternated, and countless black and white chess players raised their swords to kill.

At the same time, a huge pulling force came from deep in the ground, causing the man and the horse to sink three feet.

Emperor Yuliang smashed the roof of the carriage with one palm, jumped out of the carriage into the air, and then drew his gun and swept towards the cliff. Apparently he had discovered the enemy's location.

Zheng!
The strings of the piano were slightly raised, and a sharp sound of sound knocked back the spear. The Emperor Yuliang lost all his momentum and had to fall on the roof of the car.

Immediately afterwards, Zonghengzi stretched out his hand and flicked, and a white stone flew out, turning into two and four in the air, and soon evolved into dozens of black and white stones.

The chess pieces turned into sharp fire that filled the sky and exploded, causing the horses to neigh in pain.

There were also good players among the entourage brought by Emperor Yuliang, and they quickly organized the team into two waves. One wave faced the chess players, and the other wave broke the barrier. They moved while fighting and tried their best to rush towards the front entrance.

"Ren Pingsheng, Qin Ji and I will kill the followers of Emperor Yuliang first, and Emperor Yuliang will be left to you personally."

"Oh, I dare you to disobey me, Monk." Ren Pingsheng used a red maple sword, and in the red flash, his man flew towards the Jade Liang Emperor like a feather.

"Frost flows in the air without feeling flying!"

While people were still in the air, the cold red frost enveloped the battlefield.

The Wudu army, which was originally struggling in the Qixie barrier, encountered another frost, and the collapsed strata immediately froze, firmly fixing the group in their original positions.

Ren Yin Shan Feng, who has been practicing all his life, uses the Hidden Sword Style. He emphasizes that when the enemy advances, we retreat, and when the enemy is exhausted, we advance. The movement of clouds is uncertain and the flow of water is endless.

Each sword move can be combined with the freezing energy of the Nine Skies, and the power of the move will be increased by three points.

At this moment, he struck at the Emperor Yuliang on the roof of the car with his sword. The cold air flowed up the gun barrel and seemed to condense the Emperor Yuliang's blood.

"Yu Yu Ba Zi Jue Wei Sheng Cai Quan!"

Emperor Yuliang's whole body was wrapped in golden armor. Facing Ren Pingsheng's swift and fast sword, his eyes showed anger and he fired back with his gun.

The sword light passed over the spear and pierced the Yuliang Emperor's chest.

Unexpectedly, there was a soft click, and the Danfeng sword actually bent slightly. Ren Shengsheng flew up with the force of the rebound, avoiding the fierce shot.

"No wonder you have no fear, you are wearing precious armor."

"You should pay the price for looking down on me."

Emperor Yuliang stabbed hard with his spear, leaving the man in the air, but suddenly flew over the head of Emperor Yuliang and stabbed out with his backhand.

"Fighting is like hiding in the green hills without anything happening!"

This sword pierced the back of Emperor Yuliang's neck.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Yuliang refused to dodge and took the sword forcefully. Huge fireworks exploded from the tip of the spear, shattering several chess soldiers who fell above his head.

The chess players turned into white smoke and disappeared.

Ren Pingsheng stabbed Queen Yuliang in the neck, but she still failed to attack and was blocked by Emperor Yuliang's protective armor.

The equipment of Emperor Yuliang is called "Mu Tian's Seven Protectors", which includes: Super Light Divine Boots, Yueying Divine Walk, Soaring Mist Divine Protector, Flying Feather Divine Armor, Wing-carrying Divine Artifact, Transcendent Glory Divine Crown, and Jedi Divine Power. Defense all over the body, no gaps at all.

Shetian Qinji, who was watching the battle from the top of the cliff, had a stern look in his eyes, and suddenly pressed the strings, playing a killer sound wave.

"The king of hell's first watch is ringing, and the light is shining again!"

The sound of the piano tore through the sky and cut off the heart and soul, just like thousands of troops and horses attacking the Yuliang Emperor.

"Yu Yu Ba Zi Jue Yu Na Ba Huang!"

The head of Yu Lianghuang's spear shook, and eight spear flowers emerged, shaking the world, sweeping across the wasteland, and hitting Qin Yin and Shan Feng.

The king of hell accepts his life, and his soul is cut off by the ship's harp.

Wudu's followers were not so lucky. Under the double attack of sound waves and chess formations, they all screamed and died.

Seeing that Emperor Yuliang was fine, Qin Ji suddenly stood up and plucked the strings with both hands at the same time. Suddenly, a murderous sound spread across thousands of miles, piercing the clouds and breaking through the night, and the world was boiling.

"It's the finale, the second watch of the King of Hell is ringing, and the soul is guilty and guilty!"

The sound of the piano poured into the sky and the earth, seeming to turn the dark night into the underworld. Countless ghosts rushed out of it, shouting and rushing towards the Yuliang Emperor.

Emperor Yuliang couldn't help but feel shaken. In this moment of confusion, the Danfeng Sword struck again.

"The rivers and lakes are cold, life and death are ruthless, and thousands of snow and mountains will not be left behind!"

The intention of this sword is not to hurt the enemy, but to send freezing energy into the body of Emperor Yuliang through the protective armor, instantly condensing Emperor Yuliang's sea of ​​energy.

"Uh!"

"Hand over the Eight Keys and you will avoid death."

The sea of ​​​​qi condensed, and Emperor Yuliang was no longer able to make any moves. He looked around and saw that only three or four of the followers he brought were still alive, and the rest had fallen into dust.

"Ren Pingsheng, Emperor Yuliang will collect this debt from you sooner or later!"

Emperor Yuliang took out the No. [-] Eighth Key, threw it to Ren Pingsheng, and then hurried away with the living people.

He did not take away the dead bodies, leaving them lying unwillingly in a foreign land.

Zonghengzi fell from the cliff, popped out a black chess piece, and turned into several fire dragons, burning the corpses.

"No. [-] Bahong is yours, the transaction is over."

"Pleasant to work with."

Ren Pingsheng took out the key and handed it to Zonghengzi, and the two separated and went their own ways.

On the cliff, the boat harp and the person playing the harp had long since disappeared.

(End of this chapter)