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Grandma shook her blood-stained robe, and she heard a gurgling sound from her throat! It was like the sound of an old hen laying eggs. However, the skin on her old face was as tender as a baby, white and rosy. Looking at it from another person, she looked very strange.
With disgust, he laughed twice, stared straight at the young man in front of him, flashed a cold light, and said with a slight murderous intention: "You White Lotus Sect is really well-informed, and you came to the door so quickly! Could it be that you just stepped in?"
"Grandma, why are you so alert?" The young man leaned leisurely on the big chair, enjoying the cool night breeze, "The old monster from Montenegro is dead. One of the three great masters of the Confucian sect died and two were injured. * Lama Suonan Gyatso was promoted to the world's No. 1
A master, Guanwai Mongolia, will attack the Central Plains sooner or later. The Ming Dynasty is already suffering from internal and external troubles, and the world is about to be in chaos. It is the time for our White Lotus Sect to regain the world."
"In those days, Zhu Yuanzhang was my White Lotus disciple, and in the Ming Dynasty, the Zhu family was my White Lotus sect's world! It's a pity that Zhu Yuanzhang was cunning and stole the country! Now, as long as the leader of our sect raises his arms, hundreds of millions of sect leaders in the world will gather to compete in the Central Plains. Although it is not easy to say,
But I am 70 to 80% sure. If grandma cooperates with our religion, the wealth in the future will be limitless. If you don’t have anything, you don’t have to live in this small Lanruo Temple."
"Hehe! Hehe!" Grandma let out a piercing weird laugh, "We're 70 to 80% sure? Hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Ming Dynasty. The military master Qi Jiguang alone would have told you that the White Lotus Sect would be helpless. If it weren't for the rampant Japanese pirates along the coast and Xu Hongru's ability to hide.
, you have been killed a long time ago. Besides, you are just a small deputy chief of the Hebei Branch of the White Lotus Sect. I am afraid that you have never even seen Xu Hongru. You just talk about protecting my wealth and power. Do you think my grandma is a fool?
"
When the young man heard this, his expression changed, he sat up suddenly, his muscles twitched, and he barely regained his composure: "Grandma Sang, I'll tell you the truth, I was sent by the helmsman today to cooperate with you, as long as I get the old demon from Montenegro
We will practice together and master the unparalleled magical skills, so that we can achieve great things together. Grandma also knows that ordinary people are not guilty and only blame themselves for their crimes. As long as the news that the descendant of the old demon from Black Mountain is here in Lanruo Temple spreads,
Even if the Tianmu Blood Demon is about to reach perfection, I’m afraid the end will not be very good! Moreover, with the help of my White Lotus Sect’s financial connections, it’s extremely easy for grandma to cultivate the Tianmu Blood Demon.”
"Ning Caichen! You dare to scare me! It's not that I didn't mean to talk about this matter, but your White Lotus Sect is not sincere enough, so you can't make the decision. In three days, ask Yan Chixia to come and talk to me in person."
Grandma laughed sinisterly and hesitated in her heart. The White Lotus Sect was extremely powerful and spread all over the country. There were rebellions. The Ming Dynasty sent officers and soldiers many times to encircle and suppress them, but they could not be eradicated.
Xu Hongru, the leader of White Lotus, has the highest level of cultivation. In addition to several great masters, he is no less than the heads of Dongxi Kongtong, North and South Shaolin, Emei, Qingcheng, Huashan, and other sects. He also has helmsmen from thirteen provinces.
All of them are masters.
Although the White Lotus Sect has gone through several major sieges in recent years, and its reputation has been dim, it is actually secretly hoarding gold and silver, food and grass, iron swords, etc., just waiting for the opportunity to recruit troops, buy horses, make bows and arrows, and raise the flag of rebellion. Right now
He is already a master like a cloud. Although he has extremely high martial arts skills and possesses demonic skills, he is still weak and unable to compete.
This is Yan Chixia, the helmsman of the Hebei branch. She was originally a disciple of the Emei sect, but she was abandoned and sent down the mountain for unknown reasons.
Yan Chixia herself acquired the essence of Emei Sect swordsmanship and already practiced the art of swordsmanship. She refined the Chixia Sword, which was made using the purple energy of Chixia in the morning and evening. It was extremely powerful. Later, she joined the White Lotus Sect and was taught by the leader Xu Hongru.
There are many secret techniques, and the cultivation level is more advanced.
"That's fine!" Ning Caichen stood up and shook the folding fan in his hand, which was quite like the strategist of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Period. "Since grandma has decided on three days, I will go back and report to the helmsman of my family.
I'm going to visit Lanruo Temple in person. I just hope that grandma won't have other thoughts and let my helmsman leave the building empty when he comes. If things get too big and the leader of the church is alerted, that would be a little bad."
"But my helmsman controls the land in Hebei, and is aware of the movements of the capital, and even every move of Emperor Wanli in the Forbidden City Palace. If grandma wants to leave first, my helmsman will definitely come to see her off."
"Xiaosheng, I'll say goodbye now!" Ning Caichen laughed, turned around the waterside pavilion, and walked out of Lanruo Temple calmly step by step.
"Sang Hong'er." After Ning Caichen left, Grandma Sang let out a scream, and suddenly a woman fell down from the tree. She was wearing a mulberry red gauze skirt, with a small and white belly button looming, a face with melon seeds, a cherry mouth, and peach blossoms.
Eyes, Liu Yemei, Nie Xiaoqian have a pure taste, but Sang Honger is extremely charming.
"Grandma, that sour scholar is too presumptuous!"
Grandma had a gloomy face, looking exactly like an old witch, "How are you over there? Is there anything going on?"
"Going back to grandma, Nie Xiaoqian is waiting over there, I don't know." Sang Hong'er said a trace of jealousy in her eyes when she talked about Nie Xiaoqian.
"Huh!" Grandma nodded and chuckled sinisterly, "The White Lotus Sect has learned the news, and Lanruo Temple can't stay any longer. It's getting late today, so Ning Caichen won't have time to return to the city, so he must rest at the inn in the town.
.You go and ask Nie Xiaoqian to come!"
Sang Hong'er and Nie Xiaoqian both arrived in a while, "Sang Hong'er, you go and collect the gold and silver, and keep an eye on the young master. Nie Xiaoqian, first go to Zhenshan to confuse Ning Caichen, and use Xiao Zanghun to absorb the essence and marrow to drain him dry."
Yang Qi, essence and blood, after dawn, go south again and meet at Tianmu Temple in Luoxiao Mountain where Hunan and Jiangxi meet."
"Ning Caichen?" Nie Xiaoqian was stunned and suddenly remembered that Wang Zhong had asked her not long ago. She had never seen or heard of this person. Now she suddenly heard it coming from her grandma's mouth, and her heart suddenly jumped wildly.
Grandma Sang looked at Nie Xiaoqian for a moment and suddenly asked: "Where did all the yang energy you absorbed go?"
Nie Xiaoqian was shocked and realized that her grandma had seen through it. She was speechless and secretly guarded in her heart.
"Okay! Very good!" Grandma Sang smiled without a smile, and unexpectedly stopped asking, "Ning Caichen is the deputy director of the Hebei Branch of the White Lotus Sect. He looks like a scholar, wears green clothes, and has a white lotus on his chest. You
Go to the inn in the town to look for him. You must kill this person before dawn, so go!"
Nie Xiaoqian was frightened for a while. Her grandmother's temperament was cruel and strange, and she was moody. She always made Nie Xiaoqian confuse all kinds of martial arts people and Confucian scholars, absorb the yang essence, and then transfer it to herself to practice magic. Nie Xiaoqian had long wanted to escape from the clutches of the devil, but it was just in the way.
Under the control of grandma, she couldn't stop. Now that Wang Zhong appeared, things took a turn for the better. Grandma had evil intentions towards Wang Zhong. She had long seen it, so she transferred the yang essence she secretly accumulated to Wang Zhong, but decided to give it to Wang Zhong.
My own fate quietly rests on this new generation of old Black Mountain monsters.
She didn't want her grandma to be gloomy, but she was still seen out, but for the first time, she didn't do anything to her. Nie Xiaoqian was a little flustered, and quickly agreed, with a flash of blue skirt, she left Lanruo Temple and went to the town to find the Ning that Grandma Sang said.
Caichen went.
"This bitch, grandma rescued her in vain, otherwise she would have been sold into a brothel, ridden by thousands of people, and pressed by thousands of people."
Sang Hong'er and Nie Xiaoqian were both adopted by their grandmothers. It turned out that Nie Xiaoqian was originally a young lady from an official family in Hebei. Because she offended the powerful, her whole family was confiscated and she was also treated as a daughter-in-law. Grandma Sang happened to see her and saw that Nie Xiaoqian's appearance was heavenly.
The qualifications are all the best, and he just happened to cultivate and absorb the essence of others, and used it for himself to sacrifice the Tianmu Blood Demon, so he rescued it, and it has been until now.
"The boy is not yet mature, but there is no need to worry. It is important to leave Hebei now!" Grandma licked her mouth and thought to herself, "I can't stay here anymore. I just want to go to Tianmu Temple in Luoxiao Mountain to find my senior brother and stay temporarily. Now Heishan
The old demon is dead. As long as you learn the old demon's skills, there is no place in the world that you can't control. That bitch Nie Xiaoqian actually has the intention to betray me. If you succeed, that's the best. If you can't succeed, you will fall to the White Lotus Sect.
It’s just right in my hand.”
It turns out that there is a Yuanmu Taoist in Tianmu Temple in Luoxiao Mountain, who is Grandma Sang’s senior brother. He is a disciple of Tianmu Yao. At that time, the old demon Yuan Shen of Heishan traveled to the Central Plains and wanted to subdue the three masters and apprentices. Tianmu Yao refused to accept and was bombarded to ashes.
, Grandma Sang, Taoist Yuanmu followed the old demon of Heishan to serve in the Qisha Demon Palace for a period of time. Later, he was kicked out of the palace by the old demon of Heishan and returned to the palace to develop, laying the foundation for the future change of dynasties.
Taoist Yuanmu still returned to Luoxiao Mountain, but Grandma Sang wanted to practice the sinister magic method, but relied on the gold and silver jewelry brought from the Seven Kills Demon Palace, so she established Lanruo Temple in this remote place in Hebei. First, she paid attention to the capital, and secondly,
It’s because the individual is so complicated and easy to absorb the essence.
When the old demon from Heishan was about to die, he secretly sent Wang Zhong away and landed him in Lanruo Temple, ordering Grandma Sang to make arrangements for his death.
Grandma Sang knew that the old Black Mountain demon had great powers and was still alive, so she naturally did not dare to have any second thoughts, but since the news of his death came, she had thoughts in her mind and was ready to act. Nie Xiaoqian was an extremely smart woman, and it was hard to tell.
"Hehe, hehe!" Grandma Sang laughed sharply, "Nie Xiaoqian has already fascinated that boy and deliberately left her in the room. If she didn't have the intention of betraying me, she would really be reluctant to let her go."
When Sang Hong'er heard this, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Grandma, I'm no worse than that bitch Nie Xiaoqian!"
"Oh, if you can confuse that kid and make him spit out the skills, you will never imagine the benefits in the future!" Grandma smiled strangely: "Go and tell that kid that you must leave before dawn."
"There's no need to leave!" A cold voice seemed to come from the boundless Nine Netherworld, and seemed to fall from the high Nine Heavens. It was full of boundless majesty and intimidation.
In Sang Hong'er's surprised eyes, she saw a person suddenly stepping out of the dark void to the west. Grandma Sang's eyes immediately tightened and she stood up suddenly.
"Who are you?"
Sang Hong'er was shocked when she saw this man. She saw this man's half-foot-long silver hair flying behind his head, dancing in a weird and crazy way. He had his hands folded across his chest, and the nails on his ten fingers were deeply white, hooked up to his shoulders. Especially his eyes, which were already
They are not human at all. They are full of green and demonic light, like a deep pool. As long as they are paired together, the whole person's soul will be absorbed into it.
"Don't you recognize your young master?"
Wang Zhong stepped out of the darkness, step by step, onto the pavilion and waterside pavilion.
The footsteps were pounding, pounding, pounding, and with each step, the entire Lanruo Temple seemed to tremble with the sound. Then the dark wind whirled and whistled, picking up fallen leaves and dry grass, sweeping them in all directions, and the curtains made sounds of "plop!" and "plop!". The temple
The tiles on the floor and the windows made a crackling and moving sound, which was powerful and vicious.
"The demon is reincarnated!"
Grandma must have stayed in the Seven Kill Demon Palace, and recognized the highest method of the Black Mountain Old Demon. Then she suddenly understood and laughed sharply, "The descendants of the Black Mountain Old Demon are indeed not ordinary people. It's just that your temperament is too shallow. I thought
Can you convince me by relying on that bitch Nie Xiaoqian to transfer your essence to you and forcibly cultivate yourself into the true form of the Heavenly Demon? Today I will simply explain my words. If you hand over your skills, I can still let you live!"
Grandma Sang bared her teeth and opened her bloody mouth. "Sang Hong'er! Take him down!"
Sang Hong'er gave a sweet laugh, "Giggle, giggle! Why are you so angry, young master? Let me calm your anger, okay?" Her tiny waist twisted, she raised her hands, and suddenly stretched out her red sleeves.
Wang Zhong took a step forward, stretched out his right index finger, and pointed at Sang Hong'er with his ferocious hook-like nails. He narrowed his eyes and said in a calm tone: "Do you dare to fight me?"
Sang Hong'er was glanced at by Wang Zhong again, and she felt the green light penetrate into her heart, a chill rushed from the soles of her feet to her forehead, and she could not help but shiver.
Seeing the demon-like sky demon in front of her with her silver hair billowing and flying in the cold wind, Sang Hong'er's heart seemed to be suppressed by something and she was speechless. Wang Zhong took a step forward, and she involuntarily took a step back.
When asked, his expression softened and he murmured the answer: "I don't dare..."
"Then step back!" Wang Zhong took another step forward. Sang Hong'er had already stepped back down the steps. Hearing Wang Zhong's instructions, he stepped back a few feet.
Although Sang Hong'er has rich experience, his heart is turbulent and not firm. Moreover, he has never seen the temperament of a top master. Wang Zhong is the descendant of the old black mountain demon. He is lawless, fearless, and can kill everything. His level is much higher.
Between his words and movements, he secretly used the intimidation technique of Xuanyin Mysterious Demon. However, Sang Hong'er was captured and could not even think of resisting.
"Xuanyin Secret Demon?" Grandma Sang saw Wang Zhong sacrifice the Xuanyin Secret Demon, which shocked Sang Hong'er's heart. Suddenly, she let out a howl like a wild beast, opened her mouth and sprayed out a burst of vermilion mist.
When he came out, there was a strong smell of blood, and Chao Wang Zhongdang lowered his head.
Then, he raised his hands to the sky and waved them repeatedly, swish! swish! swish! The branches and leaves of the big trees planted on all sides of Lanruo Temple seemed to come alive, shaking wildly, as if poisonous snakes were wrapping around Wang Zhong.
After all, Wang Zhong’s fire level is still low and his cultivation level is not deep. Although he is reincarnated as a powerful cultivator, he may not be her opponent. Grandma Sang thought to herself and decided to fight quickly, using the Tianmu blood she had practiced for more than 20 years.