Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"My two junior brothers, Haichengzi and Zhugeyuan."

"However, these two are not very powerful in Taoism and do not have such strength themselves. The most likely one is Zhuge Yuan."

When Yun Xuzi mentioned Zhuge Yuan, there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes. He was the senior brother, but his master had passed on the truth of the Qimen Bagua to Zhuge Yuan, and he only got six of them.

"Oh, why?" Ji Weiyang asked.

Yun Xuzi said: "Zhuge Yuan was previously controlled by His Highness Wushuang to monitor a person, and that boy is now the core chief of the Tyrant Sect and has extraordinary connections. It is possible that he hired someone to do it."

"Is that Tang Yu you are talking about? His real name is Xiang Chen."

Ji Weiyang actually knew Xiang Chen's identity.

"Yes, it is very likely that my junior brother betrayed His Highness Wushuang and used Xiang Chen's connections to hire someone to kidnap His Highness Wushuang." Yun Xuzi nodded and actually made a rough guess.

However, he didn't seem to know that Xiang Chen had ninety-nine luck.

It seems that Li Xuanji did not tell his master about his discovery, and Ji Wushuang did not reveal to his father that he had his own plans.

"Then what you mean is that there may be the shadow of Tyrant Sect behind this matter." Ji Weiyang squinted her eyes slightly, and Yun Xuzi's words were full of suspicion.

"It is very possible that the Tyrant Sect has noticed our development and has threatened the status of their sects. Suppression is not impossible."

Yun Xuzi nodded.

Ji Weiyang didn't speak, her thoughts were flowing in her eyes, and she was obviously making her own plans.

"I plan to let your master go."

Ji Weiyang looked at Yun Xuzi and said: "This matter is not known to the whole world yet. In order to prevent the other party from deliberately leaking the news and making the world laugh at us, Wushuang must be rescued."

"I support Your Majesty." Yun Xuzi bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty is doing this, but you can also play hard to get and see who is behind it."

"That's right." Ji Weiyang nodded, that's what he thought.

East China Sea, ebb and flow.

On a certain unknown deserted and uninhabited island, a young man was studying the Dharma on a cliff by the sea. His body was like a dragon, and his punches contained a sense of heaven and earth.

The body goes from fast to slow, from slow to fast.

Suddenly, he punched the sea.

boom……!

A terrifying fist force of heaven and earth erupted, and the sea roared, and a ten-mile ravine was opened by the force of the punch.

The meaning of the fist is already transcendent, without any trace of fireworks.

Immortal fist intention!

The Yin Yang Thieving Heaven Gu absorbed Ji Canghu's Immortal Fist Intent, and Xiang Chen finally understood it and understood his own Immortal Fist Intent.

On the island, Ji Wushuang and Li Xuanji were hung on a big tree, looking extremely miserable.

Who would have thought that the children of today's emperors and prime ministers would be so miserable.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A panda stood up, imitated Xiang Chen's boxing skills, and beat the two of them like sandbags. A pair of pretty boys and girls were beaten into pig heads with bruises and swollen faces.

"Smelly bear, I will kill you sooner or later, ah!"

Ji Wushuang went crazy. It was the darkest moment in his life. Not only was he beaten by Xiang Chen, he was also beaten by a panda.

"I'll fight!"

Tangyuan whipped his leg out, and Ji Wushuang screamed, being kicked in ripples.

That’s how Kung Fu Panda came to be.

"Brother Chen, do you think the Daxia royal family will surrender?"

Zhuge Yuan sat aside with a sad face.

"Don't worry, for someone like Ji Weiyang, he will not let this kind of thing spread its influence for a long time. Therefore, before this matter is known to the whole world, he will release your master to protect Ji Wushuang and take care of everyone. Ji family’s face.”

Xiang Chen closed his fist and said with great certainty.

At this moment, they are no longer on Longhu Island.

"Master, my disciple is finally going to rescue you." Zhuge Yuan was quite excited.

"However, they will most likely use your master as bait to fish out you and me behind the scenes."

Xiang Chen squinted his eyes again and showed a sneer: "But it's so easy to find out my background."

The imperial capital of Zhongzhou.

In the dark sky prison, there are countless individual cages, and each prisoner is locked in the cage.

In the deepest level of the heavenly prison, in a secret room, on a bed of hay, an old Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged on the hay, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

This man has gray hair and old skin, and looks like he is already dying.

He was wearing a gray monk's robe, very simple, with a long beard and a thin figure.

Most of the meridians in his body have been destroyed.

"Master, I can't hold on anymore."

Not far away, a man who also looked like a Taoist was in another room. He looked extremely weak, pale and skinny, as if he had been starved for many days.

"Seeking truth, monks like us love life the most. When we can't hold on, it's time to practice."

The old Taoist's voice was also quite weak.

They have been hungry for many years. If the monks do not have the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish their energy and their magic power, their bodies will still have to rely on food and drink to stay alive. Over time, they will starve to death.

"Master, disciple... I really can't hold on any longer. Disciple, disciple, please take a step..."

After the man finished speaking, his body went limp against the wall, lifeless.

Starved to death.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord..."

The old Taoist was chanting in his mouth, and a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye. Then he recited the rebirth mantra, but there was still no emotion on his face.

Bang!

At this time, the door of the prison door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged and elderly man wearing luxurious robes came in.

"Disciple pays homage to master."

Yun Xuzi bowed to the old Taoist.

The old Taoist glanced at him and sighed: "The opportunity is right in front of us, but your eighth junior brother didn't persevere after all."

Yun Xuzi said indifferently: "It seems that Master already knows that he will go out today."

The old Taoist said calmly: "I, the Taoist, can't even see through my own destiny, and I can't calculate it. How can I calculate the destiny? I will die, but not here."

His eyes were extremely indifferent, as if he had already seen through life and death.

"Master, guess who saved you." Yun Xuzi asked with a faint smile, as if there was no grudge between the two.

Many years ago, in order to seize his master's Qimen Bagua, he used the power of the dynasty to take over his master's family. However, no matter how he tried, Ziwei Zhenren did not give him Qimen Bagua.

"You don't need to trick me. You don't know who saved me. Yunxu, you have been practicing life skills for so many years. You should have known that some lives cannot be changed by you."

Master Ziwei stood up from the ground, his body swaying a bit.

Looking at the other party like a sponge with nowhere to put any effort, Yun Xuzi couldn't help but feel angry in his heart after so many years of questioning.

"I don't believe that there are still fates in this world that I can't change. Master, just watch."

Yun Xuzi said coldly: "Although I didn't calculate it, I guessed that it has something to do with my junior brother."

Master Ziwei didn't say anything and walked out directly from him, and the guards in the prison did not stop him.