Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 557 The Storm Stops

Chapter 557 The Storm Stops
Tianshi Mansion, Xuantan Hall.

Zhang Qingyu's eyes suddenly opened, and the cold light in his eyes filled the room with a chill.

"You sealed up the cave and sank into the deep sea. You would rather turn your living grave into a dead grave than ruin my plan. What a Wudang disciple, what a true martial spirit. Zhao Yanlong, I will never let you die so easily!"

There was deep hatred in his voice, Zhang Qingyu frowned and his face turned ashen.

According to his original plan, as long as he could subdue Zhao Yanlong, he could use his identity as a Wudang remnant to gain the trust of Chen Qisheng and others, and then lure them out.

As long as they can track down the whereabouts of these evil demons, the rest will be easy for Longhu Mountain.

Even if he wanted, he could just surround but not catch, play a game of cat and mouse, and use this as a condition to squeeze more benefits out of the fingers of the great Taoist Zhang Chongyuan.

Zhao Yanlong’s role goes far beyond this.

After getting rid of Li Jun and others, he can start to dig out the Wudang secrets and heritage from Zhao Yanlong.

Although Zhang Qingyu himself had not participated in the war that year, he knew that the current "Four Mountains and One Palace" had not completely plundered all of the Taoist artifacts and technical methods of Wudang Mountain. A small part of them disappeared without a trace after the war, and it is very likely that they were hidden in a living grave like Zhao Yanlong.

Therefore, a reward has been secretly offered in Baiyujing for the capture of the remnants of Wudang Mountain.

Furthermore, even if not much benefit can be gained from Zhao Yanlong, it would also be a great achievement if other living tombs in Wudang Mountain could be found through him.

He could even use the Wudang ghosts in Zhao Yanlong's cave to train old-school monks in the real world, integrate their Taoist foundations into his own bodies, and survive the "heavenly tribulation" he would face when breaking the locks and advancing to the next level.

All in all, no matter how you look at it, there are only benefits and no harm.

But now all the benefits have vanished because of Zhao Yanlong's ingratitude, which makes Zhang Qingyu feel very angry.

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the empty abode. Zhang Qingyu paced back and forth, trying his best to calm the anger in his heart.

Things have developed to this point, and resentment is no longer useful.

Even if he wanted to grind Zhao Yanlong to ashes, he had to first fish out his cave from the dark sea.

The key right now is how to complete Zhang Chongyuan’s order, which is the top priority.

If he could not satisfy this great Heavenly Master, all the "seat as an earthly immortal" and "a Taoist son" would be nothing but flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

The 'Fengdu' cave heaven that Bai Yujing prepared for the Taoist villains might be his final destination.

"Somebody come!"

Zhang Qingyu, who seemed to have been pacing for a long time, suddenly stood still and shouted loudly.

Soon, hurried footsteps were heard outside the temple.

"Prison Court."

"Draft a letter to Grand Master Chongyuan and tell him that Xuantan Hall discovered that Yang Long's true identity is a Wudang remnant who secretly colluded with the traitor Chen Qisheng. During the investigation, Yang Long fled for fear of punishment and sank into the deep sea in his own cave. Xuantan Hall is trying to track him, but we have already mastered the way he and Chen Qisheng contacted each other and will soon be able to find his whereabouts. After obtaining the Grand Master's consent, inform the entire Dragon and Tiger Cave Heaven of Yang Long's rebellion!"

"Yes." The person outside the door responded respectfully.

"Contact the Fazhuan Bureau and ask them to hold a ritual. We must salvage Yanglong's cave at all costs."

Zhang Qingyu paused, and after a moment's silence, he said, "Tell them that the Grand Master takes this matter very seriously. If it is not handled well, no one will be happy."

"I will follow the orders of the abbot."

"Also, notify the Wanfa Sect and ask them to hand over the traitor Yang Long's Taoist book, authority, and body to the Xuantan Palace. This abbot will need them."

Zhang Qingyu asked calmly: "By the way, is Yang Zong still in Shangrao now?"

"If I were to reply to the abbot, he is currently recuperating at Shangrao Dao Palace."

"You go down the mountain in person and tell Yang Zong that Xuantan Hall knows that someone from Lao Dou's tribe has secretly hidden a backup body of Xuan Dou and built a cenotaph. Ask him to find it. If this is done well, this abbot can guarantee that he will not die at the hands of Chen Qisheng."

"I'll do it right away."

After Zhang Qingyu finished giving his instructions, the person outside the door quickly walked away.

In the quiet abode again, Zhang Qingyu sat cross-legged on a cushion. However, just as he sat firmly, his upper body suddenly leaned forward and spurted out a mouthful of milky white liquid.

Forcing his way out of Zhao Yanlong's sealed cave also caused damage to his soul.

"Zhao Yanlong, our battle with you is not just about victory or defeat, it's also about life and death."

Zhang Qingyu's eyes were gloomy and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"It is a huge mistake for the old monks to exist in the world. You all deserve to die! No one should be spared."

"So Dao San from Longhu Mountain was killed by you, Jun? That's not so great."

In the mountainous area between Yiyang and Guixi, there is a tiny Taoist temple called "Qingping", which also has a mediocre number of incense burners.

In the Guangxin Prefecture, apart from the big cities, there are many Taoist temples scattered in the mountains and fields, which are used to provide services to believers who like to live in seclusion.

Concubine Yuan Ming had already converted and taken control of the entire Taoist temple in advance, using it as a gathering point for everyone.

In the backyard of the Qingping Taoist Temple, Li Jun sat on the steps with his upper body bare, basking in the rare warm sunshine. Most of his wounds had healed, except for the wounds on his abdomen and right hand caused by the third-grade Taoist weapon Exorcist Qinghong, which were still wrapped in bandages and faintly bloody.

"Xiao Shen, I am about to criticize you, Master Zou. What do you mean by not that great? When you were being chased around by a few thugs in Yongfeng, howling like ghosts and wolves, why didn't you show such courage?"

Zou Sijiu was leaning against a young osmanthus tree that was not even as tall as a person, and with a sly smile on his face he was exposing Shen Li's shortcomings.

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Was that the howling of ghosts and wolves? It was clearly the roar of anger that I couldn't help but feel when I was fighting for my life! Only warriors like us who dare to confront our opponents head-on can have this experience. Of course, you who hide behind and play dirty tricks like you can't understand it."

Shen Li was bandaged all over like a dumpling, with burn marks all over his messy hair. He squatted beside Li Jun and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Who the hell are you calling a rat?" Zou Sijiu's face turned red and he jumped up and down and cursed.

"Look at you, you've confessed yourself, haven't you? I don't think there's anything wrong with being a big rat. At least it has the word 'big' in it. It's not easy to gain weight these days."

Zou Sijiu was furious: "Shen Li, don't think I can't be ruthless just because you are wrapped in bandages. Come out and fight me if you dare!"

"Well, you want to fight me one on one?!"

Shen Li's eyes widened, his mouth curled into a circle unconsciously, and he looked incredulous.

"Do you look down on me? Come here, the hell!" Zou Sijiu shouted at the top of his voice.

"Come on, come on, do you think I like being wrapped in this useless rag? I'm doing this for your own good."

Shen Li tore off the bandage on his arm, revealing a series of disgusting wounds with buds still growing out of them.

"Or do you just like this stuff because you have a strong taste? No problem, I promise to smear it all over your face."

"Cover it up, it's disgusting just looking at it."

Li Jun on the side had a helpless look on his face. As long as Shen Li and Zou Sijiu were together, there would be no peace at all.

The two looked at each other and snorted coldly at the same time.

"By the way, Brother Jun, I remember that you have already practiced body-strengthening martial arts, why are you recovering so slowly?"

Shen Li looked at Li Jun's right hand resting on his knee and asked in confusion.

"The old man's magic weapon is a little weird, but it's not a big problem."

In the battle in Yushan County, although Li Jun avoided the bombardment of "Tanlang", he was still hit by the aftermath and the skin on his back was almost completely burned.

At this moment, his back had basically recovered, except that there seemed to be some special toxin remaining on the cross-section of the wound caused by Zhang Xishou, which was hindering the recovery of the wound.

Or to be more precise, it was as if some special ability had cut off the self-healing function in Li Jun's body.

"I've heard from the old men in Tianque before that some high-ranking Daoists have very evil methods. Not only can they cast spells without objects, but they can also inject invisible divine thoughts and laws into our bodies. Although I can't tell you what they are specifically, Brother Jun, you must be careful in the future."

"It is a decree from Heaven."

Zou Sijiu interrupted and said, "In the eyes of those new-school monks, everything in the world can be commanded, even sequence genes are also within the scope of their command. Old Li, you are obviously hit by this trick. But your body is strong enough, and it will heal itself after a little more time. If it was Shen Li who resisted this trick, I'm afraid he would only be able to comfort himself with his left hand for the rest of his life."

Shen Li, who was stopped from flattering, gritted his teeth and sneered: "I didn't expect you to know so much. Have you ever been 'commanded' before?"

"I"

Zou Sijiu's expression changed, as if he was reminded of a painful memory. He suddenly sighed, "Yes, I once had a close female friend who died in..."

Shen Li's mouth twitched: "That's right, man. We can bicker, but it's no fun if you try to make friends out of nothing, right?"

"I didn't lie to you, at that time I was with her"

"Determined"

Shen Li was caught off guard by the deep sorrow expressed by Zou Sijiu, and said hurriedly: "Master Zou, I was wrong, I deserve to die, I will never dare to act recklessly again." Li Jun asked curiously: "Why, did Old Zou have such a sad past?"

"Bah, bad luck, don't say that. Old Li, you have a tough life, and it's easy for these unlucky words to come true."

Zou Sijiu folded his hands in front of his chest and laughed, "I'm just teasing a fool."

Li Jun turned to look at Shen Li, who waved his hand indifferently and said solemnly: "Just treat me as a fool. I am willing to be this fool. I, Shen Li, have been wandering the world for so many years. I don't care about anything, even my life, but I never take the word 'love' lightly."

A cold and beautiful face appeared behind Zou Sijiu, and her icy gaze fell on his back like a sword.

The smile on Zou Sijiu's face froze instantly, his lips opened and closed silently, and he cursed extremely viciously.

"Well, comfortable."

Shen Li, who had made a clever move in chess, stretched lazily with satisfaction and greeted Ao Hu who was standing in the corner.

The latter took out a palm-sized metal box from the armored body's chest and handed it to Li Jun.

"Brother Jun, when you went to Yushan, Tianque sent the remaining things over."

Shen Li opened the box, and inside were two martial arts injectors.

"According to your request, Brother Jun, one is a martial art that explodes the five internal organs, and the other is an internal skill that suppresses genes."

Shen Li joked, "For these two martial arts, Tianque captured almost all the martial arts masters who defected in recent years and beat them one by one. It took a lot of effort to get them all together. This is the first time I've seen those old men so motivated."

【Complete the study of the granary skills (fourth-grade combat skills)】

[Complete learning of Tianshi (fourth-grade internal power)]

After injecting two fourth-grade martial arts into him in one breath, even with Li Jun's current physical strength, he still felt the blood rushing like waves and his mind was dizzy.

After a moment, Li Jun exhaled a breath of foul air, the sound was as sharp as a whistling arrow.

"Please convey my gratitude to all the seniors in Tianque."

Fighting now? That's too violent.
Although this was not the first time he had seen such a scene, Shen Li still had an expression of shock and horror, staring blankly at Li Jun.

The longer he stayed with Li Jun, the more clearly he felt the gap between the sect and the lonesome.

One is a flowing creek, the other is a rushing river.

As a middleman, Shen Li had seen the Solitary Ritual that Li Jun exchanged with Tianque, but he didn't even read the subsequent contents carefully. He was struck by the three words "Great Perfection" at the beginning, and his vision went dark.

Whose genes can withstand so many messy exercises? Even if they can, where would they have the energy to push each one to perfection?

Shen Li even felt that among the entire Lone Martial Order, Li Jun was the only one who could be so arrogant and domineering.

"It's a mutually beneficial thing, why should we thank them?"

Shen Li swallowed his saliva and counted on his fingers: "Combining the previous fourth-grade internal skill 'Qi Sheng' and a batch of fourth-grade ink weapons that can conceal auras, they have exchanged all the rituals from sequence nine to sequence five in your hand. If you ask me, they are the ones who took advantage."

Li Jun shook his head: "No matter what, Tianque helped me a lot this time, I still have to remember this favor."

"After all, he is my elder brother, Shen Li. He is always open and aboveboard. I will tell them something when I get back."

Shen Li asked tentatively: "Brother Jun, can I ask you something?"

"what's up?"

"You have already tempered your combat skills and infused yourself with the inner strength 'Qi Sheng'. Why do you still need these two types of martial arts? Could it be that you are not satisfied with your current martial arts and are planning to change direction?"

Li Jun asked in return: "Can the martial arts that have been tempered be exchanged?"

"It's impossible for the sect's martial arts order, but for you, I think everything is possible." Shen Li said with a serious face.

"Shen Li, you are born in the year of the dog, right?"

Zou Sijiu, who was busy begging for mercy, took the time to curse.

"I don't want to waste my time on a scumbag like you who plays with feelings. You are all playboys. You don't even have half the charm of Master Ma."

Shen Li rolled his eyes and said something that hit Zou Sijiu right in the heart.

"I'll guard you, and you listen to my explanation."

“It’s not like I’m planning on changing direction, I just feel like there’s still room for improvement.”

After continuously practicing many martial arts, Li Jun has gained a deep understanding of "tempering martial arts".

First of all, the direction of "tempering martial arts" is actually controllable. You can choose within the range of martial arts characteristics you are practicing and temper yourself in a targeted manner.

The fourth-grade internal skill "Zhen Lu" that Su Ce gave to Li Jun has the main characteristic of "suppression". It can weaken the gene of shocking the opponent, and for low-level followers with a huge gap in strength, it can almost "kill instantly", making the opponent lose the ability to resist in an instant.

The internal energy injected into the second door, "Qi Sheng", further enhances this suppressive ability.

Of course, suppression can be directed at the 'outside' as well as the 'inside'.

In the battle of Yushan, in order to get rid of the lock of "Tan Lang", Li Jun chose to suppress the "inside", sealed his own breath, and tempered "Han Tian".

And now he asked Tianque to help him find the fourth-grade internal skill "Tian Shi" in order to try to develop the ability to suppress the "external".

The same is true for the fourth-grade martial arts 'Canglin Skill'. This martial art stimulates the ability of the spleen and is in the same line with explosive martial arts such as 'Dragon-Eating Tiger' and 'Zheguan Method'.

However, this is only the "same lineage" for Li Jun.

In Shen Li's eyes, these martial arts belong to different schools. Learning all of them is tantamount to suicide, and learning random martial arts is tantamount to body explosion.

“There is still room for improvement.”

Shen Li's expression was already somewhat numb, and he asked with difficulty, "When will you be promoted to Rank Three?"

“I don’t know yet.”

Regarding the progression from four to three, for a sect's martial arts sequence, one martial art has already met the prerequisite.

As for the rest, as long as they meet the ritual requirements, they can be promoted smoothly.

But Li Jun had not heard any sound of the lock breaking in his body until now. Moreover, he was completely in the dark about the ritual of the Solitary Path Sequence 3, and had no idea at all.

Li Jun said with a slightly melancholy look: "Perhaps I need to refine a few more martial arts skills before I can find the direction."

"Old Zou, you two should stop arguing and come over to help me."

Shen Li suddenly lost interest in talking to Li Jun and waved to Zou Sijiu who was muttering to the air nearby.

"Can't you see that I'm busy, Master Zou?"

Shen Li said weakly: "Hurry up, I can't hold on any longer."

"What's going on? Retribution comes so quickly?"

Zou Sijiu looked up with a wicked smile.

"Half a lifetime of practicing martial arts, but one day I lost my way. Now I need a loser like you to help me regain my confidence."

"piss off!"

Just as the two were arguing, Yuan Mingfei walked in with a pair of long legs.

"You both seem to be in good spirits. You are arguing so loudly. It seems that the matter in Yongfeng is too easy for you two. Do you want to go to Yiyang?"

Zou Sijiu turned around and said, "I..."

Yuan Mingfei raised her eyebrows and said, "Go and play somewhere else while you're trying to please your wife."

"Sister Yuan, you scolded well." Zou Sijiu nodded and bowed, with a bright smile on his face.

"I"

"You don't have to howl at me. Guardian God, are you going to do it? If you do, I will make sure you become Wu San."

Concubine Yuan Ming waved her hand, and Shen Li immediately moved his butt obediently and made room for him on the steps.

Li Jun was surprised by this scene, and he didn't understand when Concubine Yuan Ming had gained such prestige.

"Chen Qisheng is in a coma, and Lord Ma is still in seclusion to update himself."

Concubine Yuan Ming tucked up her skirt and sat down next to Li Jun, saying concisely, "As for the remaining Yiyang and Guixi, we can't go there for the time being."

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like