Great Dao Ji

Huang Fu stood facing south, half-closing his eyes and murmuring to himself:

"The purple and black evil is coming like a dark cloud, great evil, great evil, this is a sign of great evil."

Huang Fu felt solemn in his heart.

He studied under Han Changgong, the master of Qintian Supervisor, and has been looking at qi for many years. He has already entered the hall and entered the house. Every time he looks at qi, he gets 23 out of 10, and he is already a master in this way.

But he has been looking forward to it for many years and has never seen anything like this.

In his half-closed eyes, there was an aura of vastness, like the black evil spirit before the storm, and among the billowing black evil, there was purple rising.

According to the Tao, if the Qi is bright, it will lead to prosperity; if the Qi is dark, it will lead to decline; if the Qi is black, there will be misfortune; if the Qi is purple, it will be noble.

The ultimate black evil contains the supreme nobility.

Could it be that a certain big shot is about to unleash his wrath on this Ronghua Mansion?

"Who are you looking for?"

Huang Fu asked again.

"This time when the spirit-stealing demon technique came out, the big demon seriously injured Mr. Ming. Xue Mingping was furious, so he asked Mr. Huang to come and find this person."

Du Hangong became increasingly unsure:

"Yes, but is there something wrong?"

"With the Soul Seizing Demonic Technique, the man couldn't kill Mingtang a few months ago. How can he bring disaster to the entire Ronghua Mansion this time? It must not be this man, or it's not just this man."

Huang Fu shook his head slightly and asked again:

"Except for that person, do you have anything to hide?"

"Master Huang"

Mingtang's heart thumped as he thought of Zhao Yanyan and Dong Menruo who were detained in prison, but stopped talking.

"Master Ming, do you have something to say?"

Huang Fu glanced at Mingtang and said something.

Mingtang hesitated for a moment before saying:

"In order to track down the whereabouts of the bandit, we detained Dong Menruo from Jishen Sect and Zhao Yanyan from Baiyue Villa."

"Ji Shenzong and Moon Worshiping Villa"

Huang Fu thought for a while and shook his head again:

"Huangji Shen and Zhenren Baiyue will not provoke the imperial court because of two mere disciples. It is enough for Zhao Changlin to come to negotiate. They will not come to Ronghua Mansion in person."

Jishen Sect and Baiyue Villa are certainly the top sects in Dafeng and even the world, but Dafeng is the strongest force in the world, bar none.

Although Huangji Shen and Baiyue Zhenren are great masters in the weapons spectrum, whether it is his master Qintian Supervisor Han Changgong, the Catcher of the Six Doors, Yang Lin, the Commander-in-Chief of Jinyiwei, or the Governor of Dongchang Even Master Cao Tiangang will not lose to them.

There is absolutely no possibility of offending the imperial court for the sake of two disciples.

"Master Xue thinks so too."

Mingtang breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Fu walked a few steps in front of the carriage, still a little surprised and uncertain. Others did not dare to say anything for fear of disrupting his thinking.

After a while, Huang Fu stopped and slowly exhaled a long breath:

"When Mr. Xue comes back, tell him that the person he is looking for is in the south. He will be rewarded along the way."

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Huang Fu stepping onto the carriage again, Mingtang and Du Hangong's eyes widened.

"I don't have the ability to lock souls from thousands of miles away like my teacher. Telling is probably the limit. There is more that I can't see and can't say."

Huang Fu opened the curtain and got in, and responded calmly:

"If you listen to me, you will be able to find that person. I have important matters, so I won't stop here."

After that, the driver turned the horse's head and headed back towards the road he came from.

"Master Huang? Master Huang?"

Mingtang and Du Hangong were dumbfounded. They never expected that the Five-Fun Lingtai Lang from Qintian Prison would actually leave like this.

They hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dare to step forward to stop him, looking at each other with wry smiles.

"They didn't come after them, did they?"

After turning two streets, in the carriage, Huang Fucai, holding hot tea in his hand, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, they have not caught up."

The man driving the car hesitated slightly and said:

"It's just my lord, if you leave like this, wouldn't you offend Xue Chaoyang and Liumenmen?"

"hehe."

Huang Fu sneered, put down the teacup, and said slowly:

"Did you know that there are dozens of disciples of my teacher, many of whom are more talented and talented than me? Why can I be the Five-Senses Spirit Master?"

The driver's face tightened:

"Naturally, my lord is wiser and more powerful than me, and he has the ability to perform the Qi-Wang surgery."

"Bullshit!"

Huang Fu sneered and then said calmly:

"It's just because I always say only three points of my words, only do half of my work, don't do it if I can't do it, avoid it when I feel it's dangerous, and retreat when I'm in trouble."

"Well"

The coachman was stunned for a moment and didn't dare to answer for a long time.

"Let's go. Ronghua Mansion will become a place of right and wrong. There is no point in staying here for a long time."

Huang Fu didn't say much and gave instructions calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the traveling carriage actually stopped. Before he could frown, the coachman spoke with a hint of urgency:

"Sir, sir, let's go, we can't go."

"Um?"

Huang Fu half-closed his eyes and saw a column of red air not far ahead like wolf smoke rising into the sky, with a faint roar of a hungry wolf rising into the sky.

His expression changed involuntarily:

"Xue Chaoyang?"

At the end of the street, the crowd dispersed. Xue Chaoyang, wearing a crimson robe and a large cloak, crossed his arms and spoke coldly:

"Master Huang's words are thought-provoking. Mr. Xue feels ashamed."

Huh~

Huang Fu opened the car curtain, jumped down, and looked at Xue Chaoyang standing in the street in the distance, his smile was a little stiff:

"Master Xue has served the country and the people, and Mr. Huang admires him very much."

Being blocked like this, Huang Fu's old face became a little embarrassed.

"Yeah?"

Xue Chaoyang smiled noncommittally:

"I thought Mr. Huang didn't trust me, Xue, and wanted to leave?"

How could he not know what kind of person this old man in front of him was?

He promised Zhao Changlin to release Dongmen Ruo, and Zhao Yanyan hurried here just to stop this old man.

Otherwise, how could he release him without Zhao Changlin paying enough?

"No, no. Everyone knows the name of Xue Mingbu. I was afraid that you would be ambushed, so I was going to Nanshan to help you!"

Huang Fu smiled awkwardly.

"In this case, it was Xue who misunderstood you."

Xue Chaoyang looked at him with a smile, and said calmly:

"In this case, the welcoming banquet in the City Lord's Mansion has been prepared. You should go with Xue. You are the protagonist today and cannot be absent."

"Alas."

Huang Fu couldn't hold it anymore and sighed:

"I have said everything I can say. Brother Xue, why do you have to embarrass me?"

Hu~

Xue Chaoyang stepped out and came to the carriage without seeing how he moved.

The smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at Huang Fu coldly:

"So what did Mr. Huang see that made him leave in a hurry? Could it be that Xue will die in this Ronghua Mansion?"

"What are you talking about?"

Huang Fu's face changed. After Xue Chaoyang said this, he had no way out.

If he retreated knowing that he would be in danger, not to mention his master Han Changgong, even the court would not forgive him.

"In this case, Xue promises to let go. Unless everyone in the Six Gates dies, he will never let you suffer any harm."

Xue Chaoyang's face eased and said:

"Xue's promise must still have some weight."

"Well, Huang will sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman today."

Huang Fu sighed in his heart.

It would be difficult to retreat this time.

However, the purple air is about to rise, and I am afraid that a peerless figure may appear in this Ronghua Mansion.

How to manipulate it, you have to plan it carefully.

The dazzling sunlight flows down, filling the sky and the earth like an ocean, everywhere.

Nanliang City, the backyard of Yangxiao Hall.

An Qisheng picked up a red pill the size of a longan and looked at it carefully under the sun.

This pill was red all over, without any medicinal fragrance. If you look closely, you can still see the fine lines on the surface of the pill. It is really like a work of art.

This pill is called the Six Prisons Little Holy Pill. As the name suggests, it is a simplified version of the Six Prisons Holy Pill that is famous all over the world in the Six Prisons Demon Sect.

The difference between it and the Six Prisons Holy Pill is only in one of the main ingredients.

Its value is not inferior to the small Huandan of Huangjue Temple. Taking one pill can increase the internal strength of thirty years.

Bai Xianer and Bian You, two disciples of the Red Sun Dharma King, were given this pill because they were here to investigate the Soul-stealing Demonic Art.

When Bai Xianer said that this pill was lost, Bian You almost vomited blood in anger and almost fought with Bai Xianer for life and death.

If he knew that Bai Xian'er had given him this pill, he would have been willing to risk being exposed and come to snatch it the next moment.

"One pill can increase the internal strength of more than half a century. How superior are the cultivation conditions of these famous sects?"

An Qisheng looked at the pill and couldn't help but feel sad for the Taoist Wang Quan.

He worked hard for seventy years, but it was just two pills.

This is still the Six Prisons Small Holy Pill. If the Six Prisons Small Holy Pill is better than the Huangjue Temple's Great Huandan, one pill is enough to match the internal strength of his life's hard work.

However, he also knew that such things would happen in any world. On Xuanxing, how many people worked hard for a lifetime, but they couldn't compare to the red envelopes some people received during the New Year.

Is this the Jiufu Realm version of the gap between the rich and the poor?

"It can solve my urgent needs."

An Qisheng turned his wrist and the pill entered his mouth.

He had already reached his realm, and he only lacked internal strength for blood transfusion. This Six Prisons Small Holy Pill could just make up for the gap in internal strength he needed.

Jade liquid was produced between the mouth and tongue, and the throat moved, wrapping the pill and flowing into the stomach.

Gulp~

Like a stone falling into a deep well, splashing ripples.

The moment the pill entered the stomach, An Qisheng felt as if a furnace was born in the stomach, and strands of heat flow rose from the internal organs.

For a moment, the body was warm.

Slightly closing his eyes, An Qisheng seemed to be able to "see" many organs in the body, and the flowing blood was greedily swallowing the heat flow.

Under the effect of the medicinal power contained in this pill, the speed of generating internal force in the whole body was much faster.

If the original movement of internal force was like a snail crawling, this time it was like riding on a rocket in the sky, the speed was so fast and the force was so strong that even An Qisheng's body at this time had a numb feeling, as if it was electrified.

"Such a strong medicinal power may help me complete the second transformation after the blood transfusion"

An Qisheng's eyes were bright, and he felt the joy of the organs around him.

Following this joy, he moved his feet and started punching in the yard.

Hualala~

During the slow punching movement, An Qisheng's blood was boiling. The heat flow started from the abdomen and flowed through the whole body, then generated internal force, and after being baptized by the Tianyi Pearl, it was transformed into a more refined internal force.

Then it merged with the boiling blood flowing through the whole body, and then reached the limbs and bones, until every tiny place.

Huhu~

With An Qisheng's breathing, the air in the yard whistled.

As his stomach and intestines moved faster, the strands of heat flow became more and more rapid, and then merged into the blood like a surging river.

The internal organs, limbs, and bones, and then, under An Qisheng's spontaneous urging.

Climbing up from the spine, it reaches the meeting of the Hundred Suns, the leader of the Six Suns!

Boom!