Invincible martial arts supreme

Chapter 227 Master is very powerful

Taoist Fang sneered, but Wu Di didn't get angry.He smiled faintly, jumped over ten meters away, landed on the construction cemetery, knelt down and grabbed a handful of soil, and walked to Ji Xinghe with a smile.

The five fingers loosened slightly, and the soil in his hands fell to the ground.

"This handful of soil was randomly grabbed by Mr. Wu. Head Ji, what do you see in the soil?"

"What's the matter?" Ji Xinghe was stunned, looked down, didn't find anything wrong, and whispered: "Gravel, loess, gravel."

As soon as Ji Xinghe said this, Wu Di laughed.

On the side, Taoist Fang seemed to have thought of something, and the moment his face changed dramatically, fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

Ji Xinghe's eyes are still very poisonous, and Fang Daoshi's changes have not escaped his eyes, knowing that there is something he doesn't know about.

Otherwise, Taoist Fang would never sweat.

"Fang Taoist, why are you sweating? Didn't you say just now that people with a guilty conscience sweat. Could it be... there is really a problem with the mausoleum you chose for my Ji family?" Ji Xinghe sullenly, with a bit of anger Ask Taoist Fang.

"Here……!"

Taoist Fang chirped, hummed, and lost his voice.

Wu Di looked at Taoist Fang who was squeaking, and smiled faintly: "Cough! Since Taoist Fang dare not say it, let me say it. If the people buried here are ordinary people, or a wealthy man, it would be better You can also be buried like this."

As soon as Wu Di finished speaking, Taoist Fang frowned, pointed at Wu Di with his fly whisk and said angrily, "Shut up!"

Wu Di glanced at Taoist Fang, groaned and ignored him, and said to Ji Xinghe again: "But you are the master of a faction, with high cultivation and noble status. Therefore, the soil of this mausoleum must be the new soil of Jidi, gravel , The mixed gravel also breaks the 'anger', which will definitely affect the luck of the tomb owner and descendants."

"Boy! You will talk nonsense, and the poor will teach you a lesson."

Before Wu Di finished speaking, Taoist Fang roared angrily, waved the fly whisk in his hand, and rushed straight to Wu Di's fan.

"Should I kill someone if I'm wrong?"

Wu Di's eyes flashed two cold lights in an instant, and he raised his left hand and fanned out towards the whisk, only to see Taoist Fang's whisk fly away from his hand in an instant.

At this moment, Wu Di took a big step, slightly bent the five fingers of his left hand, and as the air around his fist twisted, he directly hit Fang Daoshi's chest.

"Oh! It's not easy, it turned out to be an earth-level martial art." Ji Xinghe didn't know the name of the martial art Wu Di performed, but he could tell at a glance that it was a domineering earth-level martial art.

Looking at Taoist Fang again, his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he flew backwards for more than [-] meters at dusk, and when he fell to the ground, he spurted out two big mouthfuls of blood.

"Master Ji! What I just said is true or not, you should be able to see it now, right?" Wu Di held the sword behind his back and looked at Ji Xinghe with a faint smile.

Looking at Ji Xinghe again, he turned slowly to look at Taoist Fang.

Seeing Ji Xinghe's gaze, the Taoist priest trembled violently. He didn't care to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and even crawled in front of Ji Xinghe: "Master Ji! This is the poor Taoist's fault. But the poor... also have difficulties."

"Oh? What are your reasons?" Ji Xinghe's face was extremely gloomy, looking at Fang Taoist who was kneeling in front of him, his eyes showed murderous intent.

"Master Ji! Pindao also knows that new soil should be used, but... but there is a shortage of funds. The people who built the mausoleum die every day, and financial and human resources are not allowed to transport new soil. So, I... I just... . . . "

"So, you deliberately concealed it?"

Ji Xinghe's eyes were wide open, and he kicked out his right foot vigorously. Taoist Fang flew into the air like a human ball, spitting blood.

Looking at Ji Xinghe again, he flew up with his feet on the ground, grabbed Fang Taoist's collar in mid-air, and the moment he landed, he smashed Fang Taoist onto the bluestone ground with a bang.

Blood sprayed out of his mouth, Taoist Fang twitched a few times, opened his eyes and died.

"Dog! The mausoleum has been under construction for eight years, and it has not yet been completed. In these eight years, I have been greedy for millions of taels of silver, and dare to brazenly say that there is a shortage of funds." Ji Xinghe said angrily, and then said to Huo Rui: " Drag the dead body of this dog to the back mountain and feed it to the beasts on the mountain."

"Yes!"

Huo Rui clasped his fists, stepped forward and grabbed Fang Daoshi's right leg and dragged him away, leaving a long line of blood behind.

Wu Di turned around to look at Taoist Fang who was going away, and happened to see the compass at his feet just as he turned around, he raised his eyebrows slightly and squatted down to pick it up.

"Master Ji! If you want me to tell you, this person has no brains. Your faction is one of the three major factions in the Eastern Region of Middle-earth. How can there be a shortage of funds? This is clearly slander, and no one will believe it. "Wu Di played with the compass in his hand, looked at Ji Xinghe and said with a smile.

"Huh?" Ji Xinghe's gaze moved to Wu Di, and after looking at it for a few seconds, he laughed, "You little brother, you really like what you say."

"Wu is just telling the truth." Wu Di laughed.

"Little brother, you are not only listening to your words, but you are not weak in cultivation at such a young age. It is commendable, the little brother also knows Yin and Yang, and the five elements. I really want to see who is the senior who taught you such a thing. The pride of heaven."

Ji Xinghe put his hands behind his back and said with a smile on his face, he kept staring into Wu Di's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Wu Di's mind.

Wu Di groaned coldly at Ji Xinghe's side-listing.

"Master Ji! It's not that Wu didn't tell you, but before I went out to practice, my master gave me a death order. No matter who asks me in the Eastern Region of Middle Earth, I can't tell his name."

Wu Di is not stupid, since Ji Xinghe is willing to ask, how can he not climb up the ladder?Besides, it won't do him any harm to keep the master's words a little more mysterious.

"Oh? So mysterious? It seems that your master must be a famous figure in the Eastern Region of Middle-earth?"

"Whether it is a big shot or not, Wu is really not sure. Because Wu has been living in the mountains with his master since the day he can remember. But one time when the master happened to be out on business, a close friend of his old man came to visit the mountain. From then on I I learned from an immortal senior that my master seemed to be a guest of Wangyou Valley in his early years."

"Forget... Worry... Valley!"

When Ji Xinghe heard these three words, he looked at Wu Di with a slightly complicated look.

You know, if you want to talk about the major powers in the Eastern Region of Middle-earth today, who dares to compete with the strongest Holy Spirit Mountain, it must be Wangyou Valley.

"As far as I know, the weakest person who can become a guest minister in Wangyou Valley is also at the Martial Saint level. Little brother, it seems...you have worshiped an old master."

"Hey! Sect Master Ji really deserves to be the leader of the school. What he said was the same as that senior with a strong sense of immortality. Hey! After all, it was ten years ago, but I still remember it now. The seniors also said that I have excellent luck, let me study hard with Master in the future, and I will have great achievements in the future."

(End of this chapter)