It was late at night and Wu Liang, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.
Although Jingyang Garden is destroyed, Zhenlong Hall covers an area of thousands of acres, so naturally there will be no missing place where Mr. Wu lives.
Although Tan Yiming was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, the master was a master after all. Since he had offended the Yushui Sect, as long as Tan Yiming was not stupid, he would naturally not offend Wu Liang to death.
However, the welcome banquet that was originally prepared must have disappeared. Tan Yiming now wished he could eat Wu Liang raw, so he would not see him again.
This would make Wu Liang cheaper. He did not come to Zhenlongtang for food and drink, as long as the spy from Shenwu knew that he was not in Kyoto.
As for whether Shenwu has any spies in Zhenlong Hall, he doesn't need to think about it. The old ghost tentacle of the Zangtian Sword has reached the thirty-six sects, let alone secular forces like Zhenlong Hall.
"Huang San!"
Master Huang San, who was dozing beside him, rubbed his eyes and said in a daze: "Master Wu, I'm going back to sleep."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. Wu Liang's old face drooped, and he grabbed Lingkong with his big hand and lifted him up. He said viciously: "You are a pig! You know how to sleep all day long. Look at you, the meat has grown to the point.
It's in my head!"
"What's the matter if you don't have flesh in your head..."
The third master muttered, and saw Wu Liang staring at him, he had to say helplessly: "Master, why don't you sleep here if you don't sleep this night?"
While saying that, he covered his chest and showed a hint of alertness on his face. Mr. Wu, who was late at night, insisted that he stay here, wouldn't have any ideas.
Wu Liang wanted to slap him to death, but after thinking about it, he gave up on this idea. He remembered the meat of the hob and didn't remember to beat it, and it was useless to beat it.
"I'm going out now. Come back before dawn. Don't let people know that I'm not here before I come back. Do you know?"
Huang San blinked the mung bean eyes, and his head, which was just confused, suddenly woke up.
The third master, who came from a noble family, was naturally not stupid. He had to go out at midnight and didn't let others know about it. The fool also knew that he wanted to do shameful things.
After talking about his experience at Shenwu in Baitian, the third master immediately understood what Wu Liang wanted to do and became excited.
"Master, Mr. Wu, take me there, I want to go too!" The third master was so excited that he swung his fat body, and he grabbed Wu Liang's arm and started shouting.
"Bang!"
After slapping this guy away, Wu Liang said angrily: "Go, you big-headed ghost! Keep it for me, you won't sleep tonight!"
After the words came to an end, the Third Master looked up and there was no shadow of Wu Liang in front of him.
Huang San was restless and wanted to chase after him immediately to see what benefits Mr. Wu had gained, but when he thought of his speed, Mr. San suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It was a pity that he could not participate in such a good thing himself.
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Moving by the wind and flying with the sword, Wu Liang hasn't enjoyed this kind of pleasure of free flying for a long time.
The demon capital Kyoto is nearly a thousand miles apart and it takes several hours to drive. Wu Liang drove with full horsepower and entered the Kyoto territory in less than two hours.
Wu Liang did not dare to fly again when he entered Kyoto. Unlike the wilderness, Kyoto was very strict and even flying at high altitudes was not safe.
As soon as he entered the suburbs of Kyoto, Wu Liang landed on the ground and ran wildly. Although his speed was not as good as flying with a sword, it was not inferior to driving.
Half an hour later, Wu Liang stopped under a high building next to the headquarters of Shenwu Office and began to recover the energy he had just consumed.
Although he flew fast with his sword, the fairy power consumed was extraordinary. In just two hours, he consumed nearly half of his fairy power.
While chewing the thousand-year-old elixir to restore vitality, Wu Liang used his spiritual sense to explore the location of the small world.
If ordinary people have been to that place, they may not be able to find it. If they turn left and right, and if they are still underground, the master may not be able to remember the location clearly, but it is not a big problem for Wu Liang.
Three or four minutes later, Wu Liang's expression moved and a hint of joy appeared on his face.
The old ghost in Shenwu is smart. If ordinary people really fool him, they turned left and right in the morning and felt that the small world of emotions was underground.
I think so, if this small world was too far from Shenwu, they would not have built their headquarters here.
The new headquarters and the original headquarters are only a few dozen meters apart. If you think carefully, you can guess the rough one.
Although he found the place, Wu Liang did not act rashly. While recovering his energy, he also thought about how to take away this big guy without disturbing others.
Although the old ghost in the Divine Martial Arts did not fully understand the role of the small world, the sufficient spiritual energy alone, coupled with their treasure house and the Chuangong Pavilion, were all in the small world, which was enough for them to attach great importance to and guard against.
There is only one road to the small world, and that road is the underground passages that Wu Liang walked through in the morning.
When I left in the morning, no one seemed to be guarding me, but just now Wu Liang swept his spiritual sense and found that the original guard should have been driven away by the two masters at that time.
Now I saw that the Shenwu District is indeed profound. There are five innate warriors in the passage thousands of meters, and nearly a hundred acquired warriors guarding them. In addition, the passage is at the foot of the Shenwu District headquarters. Even if it is a half-step three flower powerhouse, it is a half-step three flower powerhouse.
I'm afraid I can't get through even if I know where the small world is.
But that is for ordinary people. In Wu Liang's eyes, not to mention such a small scene, even if it is ten times bigger, it will not be difficult for him.
When Wu Liang's energy recovered, he avoided several passers-by who had no return at night and followed the route he had discovered by his spiritual sense, and finally stopped in front of a building behind the headquarters of the Shenwu Office.
"escape!"
Wu Liang shouted lightly, and his whole body seemed to merge with the soil and slowly merge into the ground.
The Five Elements Escape Technique is even Liu Wuchen's old ghost, let alone Wu Liang.
Although with his current strength, everything can't escape, this mere mud and stone cannot block his way.
The surrounding soil and gravel seemed to be separated by an invisible force at this moment, and Wu Liang wandered underground like a swimming fish.
Ten meters, twenty meters, and until hundreds of meters, Wu Liang finally felt a little struggling.
"Damn it, bury it so deep as a mouse!"
Wu Liang muttered a few times, and the more he sneaked into the underground, the more pressure he was, the more he was. With his current strength of about 100 meters, it was already the limit.
Fortunately, the place where the small world is located is about to arrive, so he dived directly from the top of the small world and dived for about ten meters.
After diving for a while, sweat was already oozing from Wu Liang's forehead.
Three meters or two meters, Wu Liang felt that he was almost blown up. He rushed forward with all his strength, and only felt that his body lightened, and he had already appeared at the top of the palace in the small world.
After a breath of breath, Wu Liang felt relieved. Fortunately, the small world has its own mystery. The top of this palace has an illusory effect, and it evolved into a starry sky, and even someone could not find himself.
Sitting cross-legged above the palace for a while, feeling that his vitality had recovered most of his life, Wu Liang turned his gaze to the surroundings of the palace.
At the entrance of the passage in front of the main entrance of the palace, a innate strong man was sitting cross-legged, and four acquired ninth-level warriors stood on both sides of the palace gate.
In addition to these people, there is also a sixth-level warrior in secret who is hiding.
Be careful at the Divine Martial Arts. This is the last level. I didn’t expect that the guards were so strict.
Even if it is a half-step three-flower warrior, even if he can break through this silently, he may not be able to hide it from these people.
With the handprints needed to open the small world, no one can enter the small world even if they are not arranged to guard this place. Those old ghosts are really timid.
Hiding his own breath and closing the pores all over his body, Wu Liang landed lightly in a corner behind the palace.
An old man in black was closing his eyes to rest. He was a hundred meters underground, and at the back of the palace, even if the Sanhua warrior came, he would not easily find the trace of this person.
The white palm gently pressed on the old man's head without any slightest wind. Wu Liang's immortal power was shocked, and the innate sixth-level warrior immediately fell asleep.
He and Shenwu have not had that much hatred, and killing this guy is not good, so Wu Liang naturally would not kill him directly.
As planned, Wu Liang then used the same method to deal with several other guards, and even the innate warrior at the entrance of the passage was knocked to the ground by him.
Wu Liang knew that this was just the beginning, and the most difficult thing was the warriors in the small world.
There are dozens of innate and acquired warriors in the hall, and there is also an old ghost who has spent half a step and 30 years in Chuangong Pavilion. If you can't deal with them, today will not only not be able to get rid of the small world, but will also arouse the vigilance of the Shenwu Department.
It wouldn't be that simple to come in so easily again.
The palace gate opened slowly, with dozens of handprints being made in succession.
Wu Liang jumped in with a leap. Before the people in the hall reacted, he slapped dozens of palms in a row. All the acquired warriors fell to the ground, and all the warriors in the late stage of the innate stage fainted.
"Who!"
The only five people who dodged Wu Liang's palm prints were only five, two innate seventh level, two innate eighth level, and the only innate ninth level strongman.
The one who shouted loudly was the innate ninth-level powerful man. He didn't expect that someone would break into the forbidden area that was strictly guarded.
This place is the core of the Shenwu District. Not to mention the master, even the ancestors of the Shenwu District cannot break in silently.
Although they noticed the opening of the palace gate just now, no one cared about it. After all, the treasure house of the Divine Martial Arts is here, and the two masters often entered this place.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the palace gate opened, the person who came fought and killed dozens of strong men in a row. The remaining people's eyes suddenly turned bloody.
Wu Liang did not kill him. Although those people fainted, they would wake up soon. However, the remaining few people had no time to check, so naturally they thought Wu Liang had killed them.
After all, if it weren't for the enemy, how could he have entered the forbidden area of Shenwu?
"Kill him!"
The remaining five people, led by the innate ninth-level powerful men, used their own tricks and instantly formed a formation to attack Wu Liang.
Wu Liang was unwilling to delay time, after all, this was the old nest of Shenwu.
If the two masters and dozens of innate ones are drawn out, once they are in siege, unless he can kill all those guys, his identity will definitely be exposed. (To be continued.)