Martial Arts: Start to Create a List of Behind-the-scenes Masterminds

　　"Heaven and earth are dark, and I am the only one."

　　……

　　This voice seemed to contain some kind of magic, which made Daoist Wood's mind subconsciously blur.

　　When he regained his senses, there were already two more figures in front of him.

　　Both of them were wearing moon-white robes, wrapping their entire bodies in them, except for the position of their hearts, tattooed with several gold stars.

　　One person is eight.

　　One person is nine.

　　"Wood Daoist, you really make us look good."

　　The eight-star white-robed man standing on the left said coldly, and at the same time lifted the hat on his head.

　　"Xue Yiren?"

　　Seeing Gu Zhe's dry and thin face, the Daoist Mu was taken aback.

　　But he soon noticed the abnormality and said coldly: "No, your breath is not as sharp as Xue Yiren. You are Xue Yiren's younger brother, Xue Xiaoren."

　　Xue Xiaoren usually hates others to confuse him with Xue Yiren, and even hates to live under the halo of Xue Yiren forever.

　　Daoist Wood took both points, and Xue Xiaoren was extremely angry.

　　But thinking of the purpose here, Xue Xiaoren barely held back his anger and said coldly:

　　"Wood Daoist, do you know that the entire Daming Jianghu is now looking for you?"

　　"You are already a lost dog with no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth."

　　Daoist Wood smiled and said, "If Xue Yiren was here today, I would be a little bit afraid, but with you, Xue Xiaoren, how can you help me?"

　　"Xue Yiren is not the only swordsman in this world. Today I will show you how powerful I am, Xue Xiaoren!!"

　　Xue Xiaoren said angrily, the long sword clattered out of its sheath.

　　"Amitabha, Donor Xue, now is not the time to act with anger..."

　　At this moment, a Buddha's horn sounded, and it was the nine-star white-robed man next to him.

　　I saw him slowly taking off his hat, revealing an extremely thin face.

　　The wooden Taoist stared at him, and suddenly turned pale in shock, "You are... the god monk Puxuan?"

　　This surprise is no trivial matter.

　　The monk Puxuan is almost a hundred years old, and he has an amazing generation in the Shaolin school.

　　At least in terms of internal strength, the wooden Taoist believes that he can never match the god monk Puxuan.

　　"I've heard for a long time about the clean place of Buddhism, but I didn't expect that the god and monk Puxuan also took a fancy to the reward. If that's the case, then let's fight."

　　The wooden Taoist put on a stance and said coldly.

　　But the corner of his eye was already looking around.

　　This battle is very dangerous.

　　Although Xue Xiaoren is not as good as Xue Yiren, he has also obtained an eight-point true biography of Xue Yiren, and his strength should not be underestimated.

　　In addition, there is a monk Puxuan who is even stronger than him next to him.

　　If it is a head-on battle, he is likely to lose, and he can only pretend to fight and wait for an opportunity to escape.

　　"Amitabha, Master Mu misunderstood, the poor monk did not come to take your life, but on behalf of that lord, inviting you to join the organization..."

　　Divine Monk Puxuan said calmly.

　　"That lord?"

　　Wood Daoist was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to remember something, and said in surprise, "Are you from that organization?"

　　"Hmph, it's good to know."

　　"The lord appreciates you very much. Don't toast, eat and drink fine."

　　Xue Xiaoren said coldly.

　　Daoist Wood was even more shocked in his heart, and said in a low voice, "I've heard for a long time that that organization is mysterious and unpredictable, but I didn't expect that even people like Puxuan God and Monk would be involved in it."

　　"Amitabha, good birds choose wood to perch."

　　"With your current situation, Lord Mu, in the whole world, only that lord can protect you completely."

　　Divine Monk Puxuan said without the slightest emotion.

　　The wooden daoist's eyes flickered, and he thought seriously.

　　He's in a really bad situation right now.

　　Although his swordsmanship is extraordinary, ranking seventh in the [Sword God List], he is far from being invincible.

　　There are too many people in the rivers and lakes who want to kill him, so that he doesn't dare to appear in the rivers and lakes openly, so he can only hide his head and show his tail like this.

　　If there is an organization to shelter him, it seems to be a good thing.

　　Thinking of this, Daoist Wood no longer hesitated, and said loudly: "Since even the god monk Puxuan is under the command of that lord, then I have nothing to say."

　　"very good."

　　"This is the custom-made clothes that the adult gave to the wood donor."

　　"The wooden donor has just joined, and I can only aggrieve you to be an eight-star messenger."

　　"But with the strength of the wood donor, you should be able to be promoted to the nine-star messenger soon."

　　Divine Monk Pu Xuan said slowly, with a smile on his dry face.

　　The wooden Taoist took over the clothes and put them on, the size was just right, and the eight golden stars in the heart were dazzling and extremely noble.

　　"I've heard the name of that lord for a long time, I wonder if I can see the true face of 'him' this time?"

　　The Daoist Wood said curiously.

　　"Amitabha--"

　　"The rules in the organization are that only the nine-star messenger can meet the adult at any time."

　　"The wooden donor has only eight stars now. If you want to see that adult, you can only wait for 'he' to summon him."

　　"However, the adult admired the wood donor very much, and personally prepared a gift for the wood donor."

　　Divine Monk Puxuan said slowly.

　　Just as his voice fell, the wind in the forest rose again.

　　Eight people in white robes carried a giant coffin, stepped into the air, and landed firmly on the ground.

　　Xue Xiaoren stepped forward, slammed it out with a palm, and directly blasted the coffin lid into the air.

　　I saw a pair of dry bones in the coffin.

　　The wooden Taoist said in surprise: "Who is this person?"

　　"The former leader of the Ming Cult, Yang Dingtian."

　　Master Puxuan smiled slightly.

　　……

　　Time flies, and the sun is shining.

　　All the guests in the Tianji Building had also dispersed, which looked very empty.

　　In front of a wing on the sixth floor.

　　Fan Qinghui, Zhu Yuyan, Concubine Xuan, and Qiu stood quietly.

　　There was a trace of tension in the hearts of the four of them.

　　"come in."

　　As the sound of Fengchen came out, the door of the wing opened in response, revealing the scene inside.

　　"What a big room...(cabc)..."

　　Shi Fei Xuan couldn't help exclaiming, seeing that this wing room was only a few dozen square meters from the outside, but it looked like a palace inside.

　　Before entering, I can sense the extremely rich heaven and earth spirit inside.

　　"go in."

　　Zhu Yuyan gathered up her courage and walked in first, followed by the others.

　　"See the owner of Tianji."

　　Fan Qinghui, Zhu Yuyan and others walked the road of worship.

　　"Excuse me."

　　"What you're asking for should be "Casual Thoughts on the Devil's Way", right?"

　　On the main seat, Feng Chen broke the minds of the two in one sentence.

　　Zhu Yuyan hurriedly said: "The owner of Tianji is wise."

　　"The landlord has a task for you right now. If you can complete it, I can give you the complete "Casual Thoughts on the Devil's Way""

　　Feng Chen said lightly, and all the four girls suddenly looked surprised.

　　But in addition to this surprise, Shi Fei Xuan and Xiu felt inexplicably lost in their hearts.

　　Fan Qinghui said: "No matter what the task is, I will do my best to complete it."

　　"it is good."

　　"This building mainly lets you go to Mongolia."

　　"Take advantage of Zhang Wuji and the others to do two things."

　　"The first thing is to find the jellyfish Yinji and give her this elixir to take."

　　"The second thing is to kill all the alien masters on this list."

　　After Feng Chen finished speaking, he handed the elixir and the list to Fan Qinghui at the same time.