"I must kill him! I must!" The strong man in bronze armor had endless killing intent in his eyes.
He, Luobei Xiong, is a senior member of the Yu Sect. He sits on the sect's side and takes charge of the military power of the entire government. He is known for his 'cruelty'.
In Luohuang Mansion, many land and water thieves were frightened by his name!
But no matter how cruel or crazy he is, he still has softness in his heart.
In his early years, his parents died, leaving Luo Beixiong and his sister to depend on each other. They were bullied and his family also disliked him. Later, he practiced hard and showed amazing martial arts talents. His strength continued to grow, and he gradually became a high-ranking member of the Guiyu Sect.
He even finally broke through to the second level, took charge of the family, and became an elder of the sect. With his violent personality, he directly killed all his original enemies.
only!
The early years of practicing shopping made him suffer from a hidden disease and he could no longer have children. Therefore, what he loved most was the only child 'Luo Fu' left by his sister before she died of illness.
The reason why his surname was Luo was because he asked to change his name and planned to cultivate this only 'nephew' as his heir.
And Luofu!
He also lived up to his expectations. He practiced hard since childhood and became a first-class master just after turning thirty, with a bright future.
But, after only performing an ordinary sect mission, he died?
"Luo Fu, uncle swears! I will definitely avenge you. Uncle must find out this matter. Not only Wu Yuan, but everyone involved will die." Luo Beixiong was extremely crazy.
The death of his carefully cultivated heir made him heartbroken and even a little bit irrational.
When the messenger saw this, his heart became even colder.
He was very aware of Luo Fu's status in the Luo clan, and even more aware of how much Luo Beixiong valued Luo Fu.
Now Luobei Xiong is so angry that he might just smash himself to death.
"What bad luck! The deacon must have sent me this hard job because he was unhappy with me." The messenger had many thoughts in his mind: "If you can go back alive, you must respect the deacon! You must."
The messenger wanted to escape, but he didn't dare!
"Ah! Ah!" Luo Beixiong was so angry that he suddenly kicked out again, causing the screen behind him to burst open. At this moment, the entire hall seemed to have experienced a battle.
suddenly.
"Clan leader, the peak master is here." A slightly urgent voice sounded from the courtyard, and a strong man rushed into the courtyard.
"Peak Master?" Luo Beixiong turned his head.
Don't wait for the strong man to rush into the hall.
call!
A phantom has rushed across the wide courtyard and appeared in the messy palace hall.
He has a thin build, a pair of slightly protruding eyes, and looks about sixty years old. He is wearing a loose, ill-fitting white robe.
It seems as if a gust of wind can blow it down, but it still gives people a sense of uprightness.
Compared with the extremely burly Luobei Xiong, the old man in white robe seemed very weak, but his arrival calmed down the violent and angry Luobei Xiong.
"Peak Master!" Luo Beixiong suppressed the anger in his heart and lowered his head slightly.
The messenger on the side also saluted quickly.
"You go down first." The voice of the old man in white robe was gentle and powerful, and his speaking speed was steady, without any hint of senility.
"Yes, Peak Master." The messenger seemed to have been granted amnesty.
He knew that his life was finally saved.
The strong man stayed at the door, bowed and did not dare to come near.
"Beixiong." The white-robed old man's eyes were soft: "I know everything about that little guy Luofu."
"Please let the Peak Master make the decision." Luo Beixiong gritted his teeth and said, his eyes slightly red.
"I have ordered you to investigate this matter and give you an explanation." The old man in white robe said softly: "However, it is only within the sect. You cannot enter the territory of Hengyun Sect. On the surface, our two major sects
There can be no big disputes."
"Peak Master!" Luo Beixiong could hardly believe his ears.
The peak leader who supports you the most.
Will you let yourself give up revenge?
"This is not my order." The old man in white robe sighed softly: "I know you are in pain. The little guy Luofu died, and I blame myself very much, but this is the order of the Dharma King."
"Dharma King?" Luo Beixiong glared.
Different from the Hengyun Sect system, the Guiyu Sect controls the seven prefectures and is divided into three peaks for cross-governance. There is no sect leader.
All matters of the sect are generally decided jointly by the three peak masters, and the status of the peak masters is slightly higher than that of the master of the Hengyun Sect.
And the one who is higher than the three peak masters is the Dharma King who protects the clan.
The Dharma King is the Grand Master of Dibang!
"Hengyun Sect and I, Guiyu Sect, have had grudges for a long time, but neither of us has the ability to destroy each other." The old man in white robe shook his head slightly and said: "Now that the world has changed, Da Jin has the ambition to unify the world, and even more so.
With its strength, Hengyun Sect is the first barrier against the Jin Dynasty's eastward advance."
"If the Hengyun Sect is destroyed, only the 'King of Baijiang' with a shallow foundation will be left. How long can it hold back?" The old man in white robe looked at Luobei Xiong: "At that time, the Jin army will be directed towards Dongzhou, and the first one will bear the brunt.
I return to the Yu Sect."
Luobei Xiong choked.
The Jin Empire? It was a huge force that made every force in the world tremble. No one could resist it alone.
"First-class masters secretly compete and fight with each other, and all the forces can still understand and tolerate it." The old man in white robe said slowly: "But if you are the 'Military Lord' of the palace, and the top masters enter the territory of Hengyun Sect, let
Where is the face of Hengyun Sect?"
"When the time comes, I'm afraid that 'Master Yu' will carry the Yuelan Divine Sword and kill me, Guiyu Sect!" The old man in white robe shook his head.
Luobei Xiong's pupils shrank.
Grandmaster Yu? He is one of the greatest masters in the world, a truly peerless warrior who can take the head of a general out of a million soldiers.
"Could it be that Luo Fu's death was in vain?" Luo Beixiong said unwillingly.
"Stupid!" The old man in white robe glanced at him, shook his head and said: "The Dharma King only said that you are not allowed to go, and he is not allowed to mobilize the army to expand the conflict."
"When did I say that you are not allowed to take revenge?" the old man in white robe said calmly.
Luobei Xiong's eyes suddenly lit up.
"OK!"
"I rushed over as soon as possible, just to remind you not to make a mistake." The old man in white robe said softly: "I am getting older and older, there is still hope for you to be the next peak master. Although it is a pity for Luo Fu, you are in Luo Fu."
At your age, it is not too late to find some new children to train in your family."
"Beixiong is taught." Luo Beixiong lowered his head and said in a low voice.
The old man in white robe nodded.
He knew in his heart that Luo Beixiong was not really convinced and was holding back his anger, but so what?
If you don’t have the ability to overturn the overall situation, you must obey the overall situation!
For the eight sects of Dongzhou, the most important thing at the moment is to protect the Hengyun Sect from being destroyed by the Jin Empire.
A top-notch master was killed? It’s a trivial matter!
"I still have something to do, so I'll go back first." The old man in white robe said, taking one step and floating out of the hall.
Walked quietly.
"Best regards, Peak Master." The sturdy man at the door saluted respectfully, and only then did he raise his head and rush into the hall.
"Clan leader." The strong man saluted Luobei Xiong.
"Luo Jiang, go do something for me." Luo Beixiong's voice was cold.
"Clan leader, please speak." The strong man continued.
"Go to Jiu Sha Mansion, the stronghold of Qixing Tower, and ask what the price is for assassinating 'Wu Yuan, the specially recruited disciple of the Hengyun Sect'." Luobei Xiong said.
"Now?" The burly man was surprised: "Chief, the price of these two forces is probably going to be very high."
"I don't want to wait for a moment." Luo Beixiong said indifferently: "Their prices are high, but only they have such strength."
"The rest of the small forces? Dare to easily send top experts to assassinate them?" Luo Beixiong sneered.
"I see."
The strong man nodded: "I'll go right away."
As top figures in a mansion, Luo Beixiong and the others do not know the details of dark forces such as the Nine Kills Mansion and the Seven Stars Tower.
But some of the most basic strongholds are all clear.
In fact, all major forces in the world turn a blind eye to these top dark forces, as long as they don't act too crazy.
After all, where there is light, there will be darkness.
The forces of darkness are inexhaustible!
As powerful as the Jin Empire, it can only be said that the dark forces within the territory are extremely low-key and are far from being completely eradicated.
time flies.
Only one hour.
"Clan leader!" 'Luo Jiang', who didn't even have time to change into his night clothes, hurried back: "I've asked everything clearly."
"Say." Luo Beixiong said in a low voice.
"Seven Star Tower, the price offered is three million taels of silver." Luo Jiang said in a low voice.
"Three million taels?" Luo Beixiong gritted his teeth: "Are those idiots in Qixing Tower crazy? Dare you ask for three million taels to assassinate a martial artist?"
"The reason they gave is that all the top-ranking masters of Guiyu Sect died in assassination attempts. I'm afraid Hengyun Sect will arrange more masters to protect me." Luo Jiang said helplessly: "We must have top masters take action to have any hope of success."
"Besides, once the assassination is successful, I'm afraid it will trigger crazy revenge from the Hengyun Sect."
Luobei Xiong's eyes flashed.
Indeed! Only top experts must be dispatched to be absolutely sure of killing Wu Yuan.
But having said that, the price of three million taels is also ridiculously high! As powerful as Luobei Xiong, it is impossible to take it out in a short while.
"Where is the Nine Kills Mansion?" Luo Beixiong asked.
"The price is lower, but it still costs two million taels of silver." Luo Jiang said.
"Too high." Luo Beixiong shook his head.
Whether it was three million or two million, it was far beyond his psychological expectations.
His bottom line is one million taels of silver!
He wants revenge, but he won't do it at all costs.
"However, Jiu Sha Mansion has said that if there are treasures of heaven and earth worth 'ten kilograms of source stones', they are also willing to take action." Luo Jiang said again.
"Ten pounds of source stones?" Luo Beixiong narrowed his eyes.
This price is also outrageous.
In a sense, it is more precious than "two million taels of silver".
However, compared to the large sum of silver, it was easier for him to collect ten kilograms of Origin Stone.
…
late at night.
Nanmeng Wuyuan, Guanghui Court.
"Huh?" Wu Yuan, who was practicing in the martial arts room on the second floor, suddenly opened his eyes and muttered to himself: "Gu Ji is gone?"
During the past few days on the road, during his leisure time, Wu Yuan had taken the tenth concentration pill, and during this period he kept meditating on strengthening the spirit.
He also maintains a state of 'sensing the surrounding environment' at all times. How amazing is his perception?
It seemed that Gu Ji was protecting him.
In fact, along the way, Wu Yuan could clearly sense the presence of Gu Ji, and was even slightly aware of the other party's breathing.
"Did you take advantage of the safety of the martial arts academy to go to Dongyun Mountain to report what happened along the way?" Wu Yuan remembered that Gu Ji had said before that he would take time to report to the sect.
Dongyun Mountain is the core base of Hengyun Sect in Nanmeng City.
"Ignore him."
"Continue to practice." There was a trace of expectation in Wu Yuan's eyes: "I want to see how much blood-colored mist my body can absorb."
He closed his eyes.
Most of the consciousness is gathered in the Upper Dantian Palace, guiding wisps of blood-colored mist to flow out along the three major Dantian Palaces, gradually integrating into the muscles, bones, flesh and blood of the body.
Wu Yuan's body is constantly evolving miraculously.