Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Lord Yan's legal driving, come to Lin'an in person!

Such words were transmitted from far to near, and the sound was transmitted to the ears, making Zhou Dao move.

You must know that he only set foot in Lin'an Mansion today, and he has figured out his details so quickly.

Such intelligence capabilities are simply terrifying.

"Wang family!?" Zhou Dao murmured softly, the corners of his mouth raised a vague arc, and walked out of the room.

Lin'an Prefecture is indeed different.

call……

The long wind is blowing for hundreds of miles.

A bright moon hangs high, like the eyes of a fox, making this quiet night a little more restless.

In the eastern suburbs, a dilapidated manor.

This place is sparsely populated, the willow waves are like smoke, and a wooden boat floats on the small lake in the distance, which looks even more desolate and strange in the mist.

Zhou Dao followed the voice and came to the outside of the manor. Looking up, there were three ancient characters written on the hanging door plaque: Wuyinzhuang.

"I am the king without a sound here?" Zhou Dao looked at the three ancient characters on the plaque and moved slightly.

In Lin'an Mansion, [Muyin Village] is a very special existence, quite famous, and even listed as one of the [Top Ten Scenic Spots and Historic Sites in Lin'an Mansion], [Lin'an Mansion Must Play List], [Lin'an Mansion Unmissable] Haunted House List] and so on.

Even Zhou Daoyuan had heard of the name of [Wuyinzhuang] more than once in Pingjiang City.

It is said that a hundred years ago, there was a little beggar in the eastern suburbs of Lin'an Mansion. He had no father or mother, and was bullied all day long.

One day, when he came back from begging, he found an old beggar in the ruined temple where he lived. He couldn't help but slept on his bed and ate all the food he had hidden.

The little beggar was heartbroken, sighing that the world was unfair, and that he had no way to survive.

But at this moment, the old beggar burst into laughter, and the laughter was thunderous, and the whole ruined temple collapsed.

In the rubble, the little beggar escaped in horror.

He knew that he had met an elder.

The old beggar said that he had eaten his food, and naturally he had to repay him with a blessing. That night, he secretly preached the Dharma, with his heart to heart.

The little beggar was enlightened, and after ten years of ascetic cultivation, his supernatural powers were perfected.

The first thing he did after leaving the customs was to kill all those who had bullied him before.

The beggar who robbed him of his food, the owner of the restaurant who gave him scornful eyes, the widow who sold tofu, the old woman who cooked raw rice, the big man who sold buns without stuffing...

Anyone who had bullied him, or even spoke loudly to him, would not be able to survive, and the whole family would be wiped out.

At first, no one in the entire Lin'an Prefecture took the little beggar seriously.

Who would have thought that within three years, the little beggar devoured the five giants one after another, and the rise was so rapid that he was in the limelight for a while, and even the Wang family noticed his existence.

It was at that time that the little beggar built this [Silent House].

He put down his words. In the next three hundred years, in Lin'an Mansion, he was the only one who could yell at others, and no one was allowed to speak loudly in front of him.

There is no sound here, I am the king, the meaning of which is self-evident.

He wanted to dominate the Lin'an Mansion and let all parties be courtiers, including the Wang family of course.

On that night, the Wang family set up a stage opposite the [Silent Village] and held a three-day drama.

That scene can be described as firecrackers and gongs and drums.

The chanting, the applause, and the roar… spread hundreds of miles away.

After the three-day drama was finished, just as everyone was waiting to watch the lively event, [Silent Village] disappeared overnight, not even a ghost was left.

At that time, the entire Linjiang Mansion once again saw the courage and skill of the Wang family.

No one can shout at this behemoth, no matter whether you are a rising upstart, or inheriting an aristocratic family, in front of the Wang family, you can only bow your head and keep your voice down.

Want the Wang family not to speak loudly? In Lin'an Mansion, after a hundred years, no such person would exist.

From then on, [Wuyinzhuang] has become a symbol of the supreme power of the Wang family.

There were rumors from the outside world that in the dead of night, someone heard the whispers and weeping in the [Muyinzhuang]. Looking inside, the figures were all kneeling in the courtyard, kowtowing and begging for mercy, as if it was a miserable situation in the past.

"Are you showing off your authority to me?" Zhou Dao whispered.

The Wang family is the Wang family, and the meaning of choosing such a place is self-evident.

This is Lin'an Mansion, no matter who comes, the Wang family can take it calmly.

"Pingjiang City, Lord Yan... After hearing the name for a long time, I didn't expect to be so young."

In Wuyinzhuang, a loud voice came, revealing calmness.

"Jun Yan? How do you know that I am Jun Yan?" Zhou Dao, who had never been admitted to the hospital, said indifferently across the door.

"There must be a reason for things to happen. In front of the Wang family, no reason can escape the eyes and ears." In the courtyard, the voice sounded again.

"In recent years, the most popular in Pingjiang City is that Yanjun, who single-handedly won the Dragon King Festival, defeated the disciples of Longhu Mountain, and even disturbed the three factions and destroyed Yuanmen..."

"Such a person is so radiant, how can he always hide in the darkness without showing any trace?"

Speaking of this, the people in the courtyard smiled slightly: "Your Excellency is from Pingjiang City. You are young, but you have the power of nine transformations. Besides Yan Jun, who else is there?"

"It's a wonderful inference, the Wang family is really hands-on."

Zhou Dao was noncommittal and stepped into the manor one step at a time.

In an instant, Zhou Dao felt a terrifying aura filling every corner of the manor.

"The courage is amazing, just like Liu Rusheng back then."

Deep in the manor, the voice sounded again.

Liu Rusheng in his mouth is the owner of this [Silent Village].

Compared with Yan Jun, his rise is also beyond imagination, unknown to ordinary people, like a meteor from the sky, splendid for a while.

"The New Year's words are different, let's get straight to the point." Zhou Dao said lightly.

He guessed that the Wang family found him for the Wanbao Pavilion during the day.

"The Wang family would like to invite you to the residence for a chat."

"It's okay to go to the residence, just say something." Zhou Dao shook his head.

Although he has now achieved supernatural powers, he has cultivated into seven apertures.

But this is Lin'an Mansion after all, and the other party is Wang's family after all. Without a thorough understanding of the other party's details, how can there be any reason to go deep into the tiger's den?

This is not in line with his old style.

Even if the risk is only 1 in 10,000, it is not worth committing in person.

"So Yan Jun refused?"

Inside the manor, the voice was three more cold.

"Listen to what you mean, I can't refuse?" Zhou Dao said lightly.

"Liu Rusheng was so arrogant back then. It's a pity that there are not a few geniuses in this world, and there are many who have hit the big luck. In the face of absolute strength, they can only be reduced to the foil of the times..."

Inside the manor, a burst of footsteps sounded, slow and unhurried, walking towards the courtyard.

"Yanjun is indeed unparalleled in Pingjiang City. If I guess correctly, you have already opened the three orifices."

The visitor chuckled. According to the information, more than half a month ago, the battle of Longmen was Yan Jun's most recent appearance, and he did have the strength of three apertures.

For half a month, even an ordinary cultivator is unlikely to improve much, let alone a nine-transformation powerhouse?

Therefore, the Wang family quickly estimated the strength of Yan Jun.

The strength of the three orifices was able to pick up the black gold stone, which made the Wang family a little surprised. After all, even the powerhouses of the five orifices had tried it before, and it ended in failure.

However, the Wang family also knew that to pick up the black gold stone, it did not depend entirely on strength.

This is also one of the reasons why they want to invite Zhou Dao over.

"It's already very good to be able to open the three orifices at such a young age."

In the desolate courtyard, a man stepped on the fallen leaves and walked over.

He has silver hair, and his fingers are interlaced, making a sound like metal hitting, and there is a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"However, such excellence is not qualified to refuse in front of the Wang family."

The silver-haired man raised his eyes, and his mocking gaze fell on Zhou Dao, revealing a hint of playfulness.

"Perhaps it's your turn to let you know, the world outside is much wider than Pingjiang City."

The words fell, and a terrifying aura rose from the silver-haired man's body to the sky, the ground cracked, the fallen leaves were wild, and the gust of wind that rolled up almost broke the entire yard.

"monster……"

Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed as he looked at the silver-haired man in front of him.

The Wang family is worthy of being a giant in Lin'an Mansion. There is such a monster under the door, [Middle level of fierceness], and it is only one step away from entering the high-level ranks.

In terms of strength, he was almost catching up with Ha Shiqi before the breakthrough.

The silver-haired man looked at Zhou Dao calmly, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a confident smile.

The next moment, he swept through like a gust of wind, and he arrived in a mighty manner. Among the fallen leaves, he appeared in front of Zhou Dao like a ghost, and his calm arm gently fell on Zhou Dao's shoulder.

"Jun Yan, come with me."

The silver-haired man smiled slightly, and his palms were like iron pincers, grabbing Zhou Dao's shoulders and suddenly raising it?

"Um?"

abruptly mentioning...

"Um???"

The silver-haired man was stunned. With all his strength, the man in front of him didn't move at all?

"Do you want me to help you?"

The soft words resounded, like a wisp of ripples in the deep pool, echoing in the courtyard leisurely.

The next moment, a terrifying aura rose into the sky from Zhou Dao's body, and his blood energy roared like a thunderous wave, squeezing out the fierce demonic energy.

The terrifying power jumped up along the shoulders, directly blasting the arm of the silver-haired man.

"You...you...how could..."

The silver-haired man stepped back in horror, unable to believe it.

Just relying on the fact that he was crushed, he actually shattered his arm directly. This kind of power is absolutely terrifying and definitely not something that a powerhouse with three orifices can possess.

"You...you're not Lord Yan!?" the silver-haired man shouted through gritted teeth.

According to the information obtained by the Wang family, half a month ago, the last time Yan Jun appeared, the strength he showed was the realm of the [Three Apertures].

But the power of the person in front of him is at least above the [Five Apertures].

The gap between this and Yan Jun is simply a world of difference.

"Damn, the information is wrong."

The silver-haired man roared inwardly, the calmness on his face disappeared, replaced by infinite horror and panic.

In the face of at least the powerhouse of the Five Apertures, no matter how powerful he is, there is only one way to die.

rumbling...

Under the moonlit night, Zhou Dao's blood was surging around him, as if swept by a mad wolf, endlessly.

The terrifying sound was like thunder, and the entire [Silent Village] was shaking.

In an instant, the blood energy in front of Zhou Dao suddenly gathered and turned into a dazzling sword energy.

Taiyi streamer sword!

Facing such a terrifying Inner God of War, the silver-haired man was completely stunned.

"You...don't come here!" the silver-haired man trembled.

Originally, the Wang family just asked him to invite Zhou Dao, but he was self-reliant and faced with humans, so he was condescending and invincible, and he did not take Zhou Dao seriously.

However, he had no idea what kind of existence he was facing.

At this moment, the silver-haired man was really panicked.

"You... don't get me wrong, I have no ill will towards you."

"But I'm full of malice towards you now."

As soon as Zhou Dao raised his hand, the Taiyi Streaming Light Sword was like a star in the sky, spilling out into the world, and the terrifying sword energy swept through and pierced through the silver-haired man's body.

A mere monster, dare to be so arrogant in front of him, wantonly pretending to be forceful, just relying on this is a dead end.

rumbling...

The silver-haired man's body suddenly burst, and in the scattered demonic energy, a long figure flew out and escaped to the distance by the night.

"Stupid monster, still want to go?"

Zhou Dao snorted softly and used the kung fu of "Little Lei Yuanjing".

In mid-air, the rising black shadow trembled violently, as if it was electrocuted, the surrounding demonic energy was instantly annihilated.

The next moment, the black shadow scorched smoke, fell from the sky, and slammed into the center of the courtyard, no longer alive.

"Blindly delaying kung fu." Zhou Dao shook his head.

He thought how powerful the monsters raised by the Wang family could be, and he couldn't even stop his roar.

Zhou Dao walked to the center of the courtyard, waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust, and then saw the appearance of the monster.

On the ground, a black tail of meat lay stiffly, the hair at the root was completely burnt, and the stench permeated the entire yard.

"Needle tail!?"

Zhou Dao was startled, showing a strange look.

This kind of monster is called [Needle Tail], but it is extremely rare, and he has only seen it in ancient books.

According to the "Working Manual of Yu Yaosi", there are fleshy whiskers in the mountains, shaped like a whip, as hard as a stick, and as strong as iron.

It is said that there is a kind of fleshy whiskers in the mountains, which are like needles at first, but can grow bigger once they are stimulated.

Some people say that this is the tail of the mountain god, so it is also called the needle tail.

Once upon a time, there was a monk named [Yi Fan], who on weekdays was kind and charitable, but secretly picked countless flowers, up to eighty years old, down to eight years old.

Every time I use despicable means to persuade and induce women to have fun with her, when she gets excited, she utters wild words, I am big, you have to bear it.

Three minutes later, the evil monk still forced the woman to ask if it hurts? Am I great? Simply insane.

One day, a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain passed by and saw at a glance that the evil monk was not a human being.

In the scarlet pool of blood, everyone found that under the monk's robe was a piece of meat tail, and it kept getting smaller and turned into a needle whisker.

After the incident, the villagers buried the tail of the meat in the mountains, erected an ancient monument, and wrote a letter [Needle Man] to commemorate the incident.

Some people say that the [Tail of a Needle] is the tail of the mountain god, and there is only one body. Once it turns into a demon, as the practice deepens, many branches will be born and break away from the body.

Once separated, they will turn into monsters, leave the mountain, and enter the red dust for disaster.

What mortals can see are all branches. As for the body, it is rumored that there is the supernatural power of King Kong to conquer demons, and thousands of horses are not bad.

"The Wang family is really big, and even has this kind of monster." Zhou Dao couldn't help sighing.

Needle tails are rare, and it is said that the body is one of the hardest substances in the world, known as pure masculinity.

The one in front of him is only a branch, and he can still cultivate the Dao [Ferocious Grade Medium], which is enough to see the horror of this monster.

"I heard that the roots of this thing can make men lose the ability to have sex?" Zhou Dao picked up the needle tail and muttered softly.

The tail of a needle is a pure yang thing. If a man takes his root, it will not be able to make up for the deficiency, and the yang energy in the body will gradually disappear.

Therefore, if this kind of monster turns into a man, it must be a [needle man].

"No one should buy this kind of Yaozhen." Zhou Dao thought for a while, and immediately shook his head to deny his idea.

Many wealthy and noble ladies are willing to spend a lot of money to buy this kind of [demon treasure] in order to prevent their men from messing with flowers outside, even if they sacrifice the ability of their men.

This is the easiest and most effective way to prevent future troubles from the source.

"Really cruel."

Zhou Dao hesitated for a while, then tore off some roots from the [Tail of Needle], secretly collected it, and immediately put the corpse of the monster into the green pan treasure bag.

Such a rare monster, if sacrificed to the ancestors, should be able to get a good reward.

"Looks like Li'an Mansion is really my blessed place, and there are monsters delivered to my door as soon as I came here."

Zhou Dao grinned, strode out of the [Silent Village], and disappeared into the long dark night.

...

At this moment, the Wang Family Mansion.

Inside an octagonal pavilion.

"Silver Needle is dead."

An icy voice sounded in the pavilion, and a beautiful woman walked downstairs slowly, her graceful figure swaying against the wind, with a dignified look on her brows.

"Dead? Lingbing, are you sure?" Wang Xuangang couldn't help asking.

"It can't be wrong." Wang Lingbing raised his jade hand lightly, and a strand of silvery hair slowly emerged, and in an instant, it turned black.

"Silver Needle is my strongest split. Even if he is thousands of miles away, I can perceive his life and death." Wang Lingbing clenched his teeth tightly: "One hit kills him, he's really a master."

"One blow kills!?" Wang Xuangang was taken aback.

With his knowledge, he naturally knew what kind of strength it would take to kill the Silver Needle in one move.

"What the **** is going on with your intelligence?" Wang Lingbing said angrily.

Silver Needle is dead, and as a body, she will also be greatly affected.

At this moment, Wang Xuangang's complexion completely sank. He looked at the information in his hand, and everything about Zhou Dao was written on it.

From Ping'an Town to Pingjiang City.

A demon sealer, ordinary, no different.

At the beginning, the Wang family guessed that this unremarkable Demon Sealing Master was the famous Yan Jun.

Although it seems extremely unreasonable, please report in the newspaper that this young man from Pingjiang City is indeed Zhou Dao.

With the cultivation base of nine changes, only Yan Jun can be ranked.

Now, it seems that this kind of guess was made by the pig's brain.

"Don't these idiots use their brains?"

Wang Xuangang slammed the palm of his hand, and the information in front of him suddenly turned to shreds.

These identities are all fake.

Whether it is Zhou Dao shown in the Wang family information, or Yan Jun they speculate.

If it was really Yan Jun, how could he have such a terrifying strength?

If Zhou Dao had such strength, how could he be a small demon sealer in Pingjiang City, or even Ping'an Town?

With such strength, even in Lin'an Mansion, he can call the wind and call the rain.

This horse is basically three different people! ! !

"It's a good trick, it was able to confuse my Wang family with fake information~www.readwn.com~ Wang Xuangang gritted his teeth.

In the end, he underestimated this young master who came from afar.

"What are you going to do now?" Wang Lingbing asked in a deep voice.

"For the time being, hold on tight, this person's foundation is deeper than I imagined." Wang Xuangang shook his head.

Out of prudence, he was not in a hurry.

"Send someone to inform the lord in the capital first, the person he is looking for has appeared." Wang Xuangang murmured.

Black Prison King Stone, but the lord stayed in Lin'an Mansion, waiting for someone who could pick him up to appear.

As for the Wang family, it's just a tool.

That night, a message came from Lin'an House and arrived in the capital.

"These idiots!"

Wang Xuangang gritted his teeth, feeling that he had been fooled.