Master Mixer [Rebirth]

Everyone was overwhelmed by the scene before them. This young master of the He family actually concealed his true abilities from the very beginning! At his age of less than thirty, the middle stage of Yuan Ying is already rare, but he did not expect that he is already in the stage of the latter stage of distraction. What does this mean? In the entire cultivation world for thousands of years, there has never been such an incredible miracle. It's no wonder that He Yuanqi even took away his son's body. With such a body, I'm afraid no one will not be jealous or hate!

He Yuanqi's face changed drastically, his eyes showed a trace of fear, but more excitement. He was shaking his body, his eyes looked at Lu Ming feverishly, and even his voice trembled: "The late stage of distraction is actually the late stage of distraction!"

As soon as the voice fell, He Yuanqi suddenly flew up and stretched out his blue-black fingers, bending his fingers like a falcon to catch its prey, and grabbed it hard at Luming. Lu Ming snorted coldly and drew out the long sword around his waist. White light poured out like flowing water. The whole earth was enveloped by the dazzling light. Everyone reflexively closed their eyes, and when the white light gradually extinguished, everyone opened again. With both eyes, I saw Young Master He's body exuding a terrifying evil spirit, a long sword like a beam of light, pointed directly at He Yuanqi who fell on the ground not far away.

He Yuanqi's two hands were chopped off from his shoulders, and black blood kept flowing out of his shoulders. He Yuanqi laughed a few times, his voice harsh and unpleasant. He shook his body and got up from the ground. Then, a strange scene appeared. The hands that fell not far away seemed to be sensed suddenly, moved on the ground, and then suddenly flew up, rushing straight towards He Yuanqi. He Yuanqi muttered a string of spells silently, and his arm immediately pressed against the wound, as if only a few seconds had passed, the wound had healed extremely quickly, and after another minute, the arm was intact. Lossless, as if it was just people's illusion that the arms were broken just now.

Seeing this, Sang Wusheng immediately said to Luming with a deep voice, "I'm afraid it's the soul-retaining curse of the demons."

The soul-rejecting curse, as the name suggests, is a magical skill that regenerates through abandoning the soul. If the body is severely injured, just abandon any one of the three souls or seven souls, and the severe damage to the body can be restored to the original. In short, apart from the soul that had been exchanged just now, He Yuanqi still had at least eight lives to use. This secret spell has been lost for hundreds of years, and it must be He Yuanqi who got the chance in the He family treasury and mastered this perverted skill.

Lu Ming's face was a little ugly, he said, "Is there a solution?"

Sang Wusheng shook his head and said: "This secret curse is too bad for the sky, and because of an insoluble method, it was secretly destroyed by the founder of the Zen Mountain. For hundreds of years, the demons and the ghosts have all Looking for the use of this secret spell, I didn't expect it to be hidden in this He family treasure house. No wonder this He family treasure house is eager for people, even such a secret method."

Taoist Ziyang heard the words and sighed softly: "The ancestor of Zen Mountain came from the He family."

Someone suddenly exclaimed: "What! That Zen Mountain ancestor turned out to be from the He family?"

Taoist Ziyang said lightly: "This matter is a secret matter in the cultivation world. Except for a few people, most people don't know it."

No wonder everyone was so shocked. The ancestor of Zen Mountain is the most prestigious master of training in the world of comprehension. He is familiar with various secret spells of demons, ghosts and real people, and combined them to create countless god-defying artifacts and spells. It’s just that he later disappeared in front of everyone for no reason. For hundreds of years, no one has been able to know his trace. Some guessed that he had flew away. Some guessed that he had blew himself up, but no one dared to affirm the truth. Fake.

Decades after he disappeared, everyone gradually felt that he was really dead, and those who had the intention began to think about the idea of ​​the Zen Cave Mansion. This cave is said to contain countless rare treasures and secret medicines. If there is a chance to enter the cave and get a few treasures, I am afraid that it will be impossible to compare with it after hundreds of years of cultivation. Therefore, for so many years, countless people have been searching for the legendary Dongfu, but unfortunately hundreds of years have passed, and there is still no trace to be found.

Listening to the explanation of the Taoist Ziyang, the major families coveted the He family treasure house so much, and that the ancestor of the Zen Mountain is a member of the He family, I am afraid that this He family treasure house is inseparable from the Nachan cave mansion. It is even possible that this He family treasure house is the Zen cave mansion with huge wealth buried in the legend!

When the Taoist Ziyang saw that the matter was over, he sighed and explained: "The ancestor of Zen Mountain was missing back then, and the entire cave mansion of Zen Mountain has also been drowned in history with him. For hundreds of years, the major clans have almost been the entire clan. Zhili searched for the secret treasure in the legend. Until more than ten years ago, the forbidden curse of the Zen Cave Mansion suddenly loosened, and everyone roughly determined the location of the Zen Cave Mansion, which was within a hundred miles of the He family. Every family gathered the efforts of everyone to investigate, and finally locked the location of the Dong Mansion in He Mansion."

Taoist Ziyang paused, and then said: "Until a few days ago, the secret agents who entered the He family finally learned from the young master of the He family that the treasure house of the He family is hidden here, and that the Zen cave house, also known as He Family treasure house. Hundreds of years have passed, and Zenshan Cave Mansion is still present after all."

After He Yuanqi listened, he smiled softly and said, "It is true. At first I didn't know that the He Family Treasure was the Zen Mountain Cave Mansion. I didn't know until I entered it and saw the He family history recorded in the mural. This Zen Cave Mansion has been buried deep in his own home."

Everyone present has been numb by all kinds of incredible information. If this He family treasure house is really the real Zen cave mansion, then why can only the big families send five people to hunt for treasure. The Zen Cave Mansion is something they have been pursuing all their lives. Now that this thing is in front of their own eyes, is there any reason not to take it?

After just thinking about it for a few seconds, someone coldly said: "Who can prove that the ancestor of Zen Mountain is really a member of the He family? As far as I know, the ancestor has never mentioned that he is the He family from beginning to end. I'm afraid that his identity is also your own fabricated. We do not have the right to enter the He Family Treasury, but the He Family does not have the right to interfere with the things of the ancestors of the Zen Mountain. In this way, why can't we enter."

Ziyang Dao was so popular that he trembled and said: "Stupid! If everyone enters the caves of the ancestors of Zen Mountain to hunt for treasures, wouldn't the whole world of cultivation be in chaos?! Nowadays, demons have invaded, and ghosts are watching. You still If you don't know how to advance and retreat, don't you want to see the realm of cultivation completely destroyed?"

Someone immediately hummed: "Why wait for me!"

One after another echoes of response sounded. Greedy eyes gleamed in everyone's eyes, staring motionless at the giant gate in front of them. Soon, the poison of the floral fragrance has been unraveled at some point. Everyone finally couldn't help it, and started flying towards the giant gate. Taoist Ziyang burned with anger and immediately released a vigorous spiritual energy to set up eighteen barriers in front of the giant door, preventing everyone from outside.

The people present immediately stopped doing it, and they said angrily: "Taoist Ziyang, don't think that you can act recklessly if you are highly qualified. Get out of your barrier quickly! Why block our way!"

Taoist Ziyang didn't get angry and smiled: "Okay, since it's a barrier breaking, let's break the barrier and go in again. You have nothing to measure!"

The crowd was furious, and immediately flew forward to scuffle with each other, and the scene was suddenly chaotic. Lu Ming coldly looked at He Yuanqi with a weird smile on his side, thinking that this person must have guessed that this group of people will definitely find a way to enter the cave house of the ancestor of the Zen mountain after knowing the truth, and then quietly solved it. After the poison on everyone's body, the more chaotic the situation, the better for him. And his goal has never been a magic weapon, but his rare cultivating body.

At this moment, Lu Ming suddenly felt a chill in his back. The pain in the body is unbearable like a needle stick. He couldn't help but fell to the ground on one knee, his voice overflowing from his mouth. Then, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Luming Ninja was in severe pain, hurriedly stretched out his hand to seal his spiritual sense, and took a few rough breaths.

Sang Wusheng was shocked, and hurried over to hold Lu Ming, his expression could not hide his anxiety. He continuously injected aura into Lu Ming's body, and hurriedly said: "Brother, what's the matter?!"

Lu Ming stretched out his hand and just grabbed Sang Wusheng's arm, and intermittently said: "Someone, taking advantage of the chaos, sealed the evil spirit in my body."

Sang Wusheng was trembling with anger. The evil spirit entering the body is a kind of ghost clan curse that seals the refined evil spirits in the human body and has achieved the purpose of devouring the soul. It is the most powerful evil method of the ghost clan. In addition to the pain that the evil spirit enters into the body, the soul body will gradually be swallowed by the evil spirit. If the evil spirit stays in the body for too long, then the person will face the end of the soul dispersal. .

Lu Ming gently pushed Sang Wusheng's arm away, his face was extremely pale and said: "I have a way, you let me go first."

Sang Wusheng had to let go of Lu Ming, and his hand seemed to tremble. Luming sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes tightly, cold sweat slid down his forehead. He poured aura into all corners of his body, until his body was supported by too much aura as if it was eaten by thousands of ants and insects, Lu Ming suddenly drew out the aura, only hearing a bang, the powerful air pressure instantly dissipated everywhere. , The evil spirit screamed and rushed out of Luming's body with the spirit energy, and then it turned into a pool of blood.

Lu Ming limp on the ground. Sang Wusheng hurriedly stepped forward to pick him up, fed the rejuvenating medicine into Lu Ming's mouth, and whispered: "Brother, how do you feel?"

Lu Ming nodded weakly and said, "It's all right now."

As soon as the voice fell, a deep but familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Did you see it? It's this group of people who are greedy, selfish, and disgusting." A low, hoarse voice sounded abruptly in his head.

Lu Ming was shocked, and ignoring his physical discomfort, he hurriedly stood up and looked around. I saw a man in a light gray gown standing not far away, looking at him calmly at this moment. He didn't seem to have changed much from a few years ago. Both his figure and appearance were the most familiar look in Lu Ming's memory.

It’s just that his originally beautiful and clean eyes no longer exist. The white part of his eyes is dyed with pitch black color and blends with the black pupils. They look dark and deep, like a bottomless pool, and this quiet In the pool, countless hatreds and hatreds seemed to be hidden, and finally turned into a thick and extreme black.

Lu Ming looked at him silently for a moment, then sighed softly and said: "Mingduo, you still appeared."