The shock in Zhuang Wudao's heart at this moment was beyond comparison. With one strike of his palm, all the fish and shrimp within a thousand feet were killed.
This kind of ability is no less than some second-level Poison Palm Demon Skill——
"It is true that there are people who practice poisonous techniques with the 'Infernal Corruption Demonic Ginseng'. In the Immortal Realm, there is a poison palm that transforms the underworld into death. It has extraordinary power and is also a third-level technique. However, Yun'er does not recommend that sword masters practice it."
When Yun'er said this, he changed his tone and said: "Actually, it's nothing. The power of death in the sword body is at its peak now. As time goes by, it will slowly decrease, and in the end there will probably be ten percent left.
1. At the same time, the sword master's lifespan will continue to be depleted, and it will probably be reduced by another ten to fifteen years in the end."
Zhuang Wudao's eyes closed slightly, and then he looked at his hands indifferently. Even if only one tenth of it was left, it was extremely impressive. The additional power of his big monument-breaking hand was equivalent to that of a first-level poison palm.
The power of death
Although the deadly force is not a demonic poison, it is more difficult to resist and difficult to resist. Once it is immersed in the body, it will damage the person's essence, energy and blood, causing the opponent's strength to decline.
"Something strange?"
Then he seemed to remember something again, and Zhuang Wudao looked around in surprise. There was such a big movement outside Banyue Building just now, but Zhuang Xiaohu and Nie Xianling did not appear. Are they practicing in seclusion in their own small building, or are they not here?
Half Moon Mountain Top?
Zhuang Wudao spread his thoughts to sense, but he couldn't see any sound within the four hundred feet area, nor could he see the energy of Zhuang Xiaohu and the two of them. Several spiritual chambers were open and there was no one inside.
I don’t know where the two girls went in the middle of the night. Is it Hongshan Market? But just on the 49th, the two girls went down to the mountain to purchase supplies. A quantity of supplies was enough for them to use for half a year.
Frowning, Zhuang Wudao looked in front of him again. Only then did he realize that in the more than a month since he was in seclusion, he had accumulated more than a hundred talismans around him.
Most of them are New Year greetings from the five senior brothers Yun Lingyue, Xuan Jizi, Dou Wenlong, Beitang Wan'er, Xia Miao and even Ji Qiwu and Gu Yueming. There are more than fifty pictures from those
A fellow disciple who was brought back to life by his hands and recovered from serious illness and evil poison.
Although the words of greeting are different, the general meaning is similar.
Zhuang Wudao smiled. He was in a hurry to retreat, but he forgot about New Year greetings. However, it was not the first month yet, so it was not too late to make up for it temporarily.
Patiently, Zhuang Wudao also replied one by one with letter talismans. These talismans only need to be delivered to the cave where everyone lives, and there is no need to use an arrow thousands of miles away to lock the location.
But just when these were almost completed, Zhuang Wudao saw from the corner of his eye that there was a paper crane on the floor.
"Heavenly Crane Lingling Talisman?"
Zhuang Wudao waved slightly and took the paper crane in his hand. This talisman came from twelve days ago. It had been so long that the paper crane had lost all its spirituality, but it contained a trace of spiritual consciousness.
Still there.
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Wenlong——"
Zhuang Wudao remembered that he had been in seclusion and taking the Hell Rotten Demonic Ginseng. Before that, he had asked Dou Wenlong to inquire about Nie Xianling's background.
However, during these forty-nine days, he had been half asleep and half awake, so naturally he had no time to pay attention to it.
The news from 12 days ago, in other words, even with Dou Wenlong's connections, it took nearly a month to find out Nie Xianling's background.
After sensing his spiritual sense for just a moment, Zhuang Wudao's complexion suddenly became as solemn as water.
"I found out that Hu Fang, the real person of the Xuanjing Taoist Hall, submitted a disciple's information of our sect two years ago. It was recorded that this girl came from a wealthy family with the surname Nie in Xuanguo. However, after further investigation, I found that there were many discrepancies in her birthplace and resume.
Really. So I went to Xuanjing Taoist Hall in person to inquire with senior brother Hu Fang, and I found out that this girl was actually from Haitao Pavilion, and was actually the only daughter of Nie Yinxian, the former master of Haitao Pavilion——"
"Haitao Pavilion? The only daughter of the former Pavilion Master Nie Yinxian——"
Zhuang Wudao breathed a breath of cold air into his lungs and almost stood up in a state of confusion.
The Haitao Pavilion he knew was a giant businessman in the southeast, with fifty-two buildings and more than twenty Jindan people. Although it was not a sect, its strength was recognized to be only inferior to Yishan Sect and Dongquan Palace. It was a cultivator in the southeast.
It is a giant in the world. Four of the seven market towns within the mountains of Nanping have branches of Haitao Pavilion. At its peak, it almost monopolized the cultivation resources of the East China Sea.
The daughter of the pavilion master of Haitao Pavilion has the same status as a princess, and is countless times more noble than the daughters of the royal families of the Xuan Kingdom and Wu Kingdom.
The Nie family was once a great clan in the East China Sea, and had been a practicing family for at least 10,000 years. However, starting from seven generations ago, the direct line of the Nie family had difficulty in having heirs, and among the side branches, there were no outstanding figures to support the family.
In Nie Yinxian's generation, it was even more necessary to recruit a son-in-law to pass on the descendants. However, about seven years ago, Nie Yinxian suffered a recurrence of cold and died suddenly, and Haitao Pavilion was sealed off by Nie Yinxian's husband and no one could take over.
"It is said that Nie Yinxian passed all the treasures accumulated by the Nie family for three thousand years to the hands of his beloved daughter. As a result, the father and daughter were not getting along, and the stepmother repeatedly forced her to do so——"
Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but be silent. He still remembered that Nie Xianling had told him that except for the Lichen Sect, there was no place for her in the millions of miles southeast. This sentence was absolutely true.
No matter whether the huge wealth Nie Xianling controls is real or fake, it is a disaster rather than a blessing for Nie Xianling.
It’s not just Hai Tao Pavilion who won’t give up. When the bulk of the casual cultivators hear this, they are afraid that they will pounce on them like tigers, sharks and vultures smelling the smell of blood. Only a powerful sect like the Li Chen Sect can provide her with
shelter
No wonder, since Nie Xianling became his spiritual slave, she rarely went down the mountain. Whenever she went out, she would always try her best to ask him to accompany her. It was not until Zhuang Xiaohu was subdued by him that the situation became slightly better.
At this time, Nie Xianling's life background has not yet been spread. Once it is known, I am afraid that many people in the Lichen Sect will be interested in this wealth.
"Three years ago, Feng Juewu's wife, Fairy Shuihu, exchanged four pieces of forty-five forbidden treasures and one hundred thousand third-level Yuan Yuan stones for a 'Life and Blood Yuan Dan' handed down from ancient times, for Feng Juewu.
Wu gave birth to a son, who was said to be a super-grade spiritual root, with a talent that is rare to see in a hundred years. After that, he was sealed off from all retreats, and the water lake fairy forced Nie Xianling to
The pressure is even worse. Nie Xianling fled from the East China Sea. Master Hu Fang forged his place of birth and recommended him to Lichen's family. The details have yet to be verified. I have gone to the East China Sea to investigate. Once confirmed, I can report it to Master Jiefa for handling. This matter
It's very important. Junior brother, please pay more attention to this girl Xian Ling——"
Zhuang Wudao had a strange look on his face and crushed the 'Heavenly Crane Lingling Talisman' in his hand into pieces. At this moment, he suddenly understood that the first time he saw Nie Xianling at the foot of Lichen Mountain that day, he
I had different feelings, and even thought of my own mother.
Later, I always felt that this woman had a lot of similarities with myself.
“It turns out it’s really the same”
Zhuang Wudao chuckled, and then his eyes darkened. He had a vague hunch in his heart that since Zhuang Xiaohu and Nie Xianling were not here at this time, something must have happened.
In a flash, Zhuang Wudao walked out of the Banyue Building. When he arrived at Nie Xianling's residence, there was no one here, and no one had cleaned the snow outside the building. It was estimated that Nie Xianling had been gone for at least two days. However, the utensils for daily use were not available.
The elixirs were not packed away, and it was obvious that the hostess here did not intend to stay away.
Zhuang Wudao frowned and went to Zhuang Xiaohu's room again. The spiritual room here was also empty.
However, Zhuang Wudao found a letter on Zhuang Xiaohu's bed.
"——Xian Ling had an appointment with her maid and wanted to leave Hongshanji. The slave was worried and followed her secretly——
Zhuang Wudao's mind was still condensed. Even if he knew that Zhuang Xiaohu was following him, he was still worried.
Although this girl, Zhuang Xiaohu, is a Foundation Establishment Realm monk, her combat power is ordinary. She is even slightly weaker than an ordinary early Foundation Establishment Realm monk from the Lichen Sect.
Even if Zhuang Xiaohu has gained a lot from following him recently, his strength cannot have changed much. He is still vulnerable to him.
It didn't matter that his opponent was an ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm monk. If it were someone like him, who was stronger, Zhuang Xiaohu wouldn't even have a chance to escape.
"Sword Master is worried?"
Yun'er's figure appeared next to Zhuang Wudao: "Actually, there is no need to do so. I can just return the fairy bell. Zhuang Xiaohu's spiritual sense is sharp, but it is far superior to ordinary people." Looking into the sky, Zhao Yinghuan,
, and can even peek into everything within five hundred miles.
Ling Ji. I am cautious and cautious, and will not easily take risks. With her following me, I may not be able to protect Zhuang Xiaohu, but I will never fall into it. If something happens to Nie Xianling, she will definitely be able to convey the message to you.
.”
Zhuang Wudao thought about it carefully, and it turned out that as Yun'er said, there should be no danger in Zhuang Xiaohu. The 'Peeping Sky Shadow Ring' could not only detect the opponent's movements from a distance of five hundred miles, but also
An excellent tool for tracking
There is also the 'Shadowless Volcanic Light Clothes', which Zhuang Wudao has never taken back. It can be regarded as a reward for Zhuang Xiaohu to contact Jiang Yu in the battle of Wuming Mountain. If he can't save his life, then this woman deserves to die.
But having said that, why did I think that Nie Xianling might have an accident this time? There was no reason at all.
She just went down the mountain to meet her former maid, and Nie Xianling was not a reckless person.
I’m probably overthinking it——
"The Sword Master always talks about how much I value that girl, but according to Yiyun'er, the one who really values her is you, the Sword Master. We've only been away for two days, and yet you're so anxious."
"Within the confines of Lichen Mountain, even someone as powerful as Wei Feng would not dare to attack my spirit slave easily. The only place where one can attack Nie Xianling is outside the mountains of Lichen."
Zhuang Wudao shook his head and said calmly: "Yun'er, you are overthinking. I'm just worried that if something happens to her, I will be involved in Ban Yue Tower."
Especially at this moment, when Wei Feng is staring at him eagerly, even the slightest flaw will become an opportunity for Wei Feng to take advantage of.
It would be easier to deal with some blind cultivators trying to seize the wealth Nie Xianling had.