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Chapter 163 Seeing Wu Yazi at last

Chapter 163: Finally meeting Wu Yazi, the inner demon asks the truth

Enter the hole.

Lu Heng could already see things happening in the dark.

With the help of the faint light, I could vaguely see a stone bed twenty meters away from the cave.

On the stone bed, this is where the sound comes from.

Not in a hurry.

Wu Yazi performed his martial arts, and the torches around the cave were lit, illuminating the scene inside the cave.

He has a three-foot-long beard and a white beard, and his face is as wrinkle-free as a crown jade.

Although he is not young, he is full of energy and has an elegant demeanor.

The two looked at each other, but there was no intention of looking first. Only Su Xinghe also followed into the cave, holding Ding Chunqiu's head in his hand.

"Master, thanks to Master Lu's help in drawing his sword, we captured Ding Chunqiu and went up the mountain."

"I never thought that Grandmaster Lu could actually crack this game. This is your first game in thirty years."

After Wu Yazi saw Ding Chunqiu's head, his original aura of neither sadness nor joy completely dissipated. Instead, his face was complicated. Looking at the dead eyes, he sighed deeply to Lu Heng.

Su Xinghe bowed to the two of them and left in a hurry.

Lu Hengsa smiled and said: "The Zhenlong chess game is nothing more than a cage. The main thing is to trap yourself. If you know how to play chess, you just have to fight for the moves. I don't care about the outcome. If you take a step back, the world will be brighter."

"Haha, Grandmaster Lu is as free and at ease as his master, but I am trapped here, unable to move for decades, relying on this mouthful of Beiming Qi to protect my body. If I read it right, you have also learned the Beiming Magic Technique.

?”

Wu Yazi's piercing eyes scanned Lu Heng up and down, and made a sound of admiration.

"That's right, but not only the Beiming Divine Art, Xiaoyao Yufeng taught by Shibi in the secret room of Langhuan Paradise was also learned by me. I captured Ding Chunqiu as a gift. The grudge between me and the Xiaoyao sect has been wiped out."

"There are rumors in the world that my senior sister and junior sister were also captured by you. For my sake, can you spare them?"

Lu Heng shook his head.

"Wu Xingyun is dead. He died in the hands of the cave master who controlled the island back then. The way of heaven is reincarnation, and he was not killed by me."

"As for Li Qiushui, she is still useful to me. After a few years, her time will come, and Li Canghai should be the only one left in the Xiaoyao Sect, haha."

Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui, one died and the other was injured.

Wu Yazi's spine was broken, and there were several years of Beiming Qi in the air to delay his death. But looking at his sad look, Lu Heng looked down on him from the bottom of his heart, and his words were not as righteous as before.

"In other words, Grandmaster Lu is not willing to be the leader of Xiaoyao Sect like me?"

Enough with the little things.

Wu Yazi's momentum declined.

In terms of words, Lu Heng had the upper hand. How could he, who was said to have no desires or desires, fall in love with the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect?

What's more, Lu Heng has already learned the inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect.

"Wu Yazi, if you have anything to do, please tell me immediately. Not to mention your seventy years of skill, I don't take it seriously, because you are not even talented, you are just busy doing miscellaneous studies, tsk tsk."

"If you are okay, then I have something to ask you."

Wu Yazi pondered for a long time, then gave a wry smile, no longer chatting, as the saying goes, people with different paths will not work together.

He could feel that Lu Heng had no good intentions towards Xiaoyao, and he was more comfortable than him, so why would he ever help him?

"That's all. If you have any problem with Grandmaster Lu, you might as well tell him. As long as I know about it, I won't hide it."

"Is Senior Xiaoyaozi still alive?"

What kind of question is this? How can anyone ask this as soon as they come in?

Besides, whoever Xiaoyaozi was, he was his master. Although he was not good enough to him, it still made Wuyazi fall into a special feeling, as if the surrounding environment had changed and he had returned to his childhood.

Little did I know.

Lu Heng just asked the question casually, and also used the mysterious method of telling the inner demon's mantra.

By the time Wu Yazi came to his senses, Lu Heng had already smiled.

"What just happened?"

"It's nothing, you're just stunned."

Xiaoyaozi, indeed, had broken through the martial arts barrier, shattered into the void, and left without remaining in this world.

Judging from Wu Yazi's unconscious answer, Xiaoyao Zi no longer existed in this world fifty years ago.

He was indeed Murong Longcheng who became a Taoist priest and founded the Xiaoyao sect. He called himself Xiaoyaozi because he took the sacred book from Bu Lao Changchun Valley in Dali and entered Taoism through martial arts.

Wu Yazi didn't know this, so how could he resist the power of the inner demon.

This is more powerful than hypnosis. As long as the other person falls into memories, Lu Heng can actually see the other person's memories and understand a certain environment.

As for who the sweeping monk was, Lu Heng knew in his heart that he was probably Murong Gui. The rebellious young man from the Murong family was so weird that he didn't want to return to his country, so he went to Daliao to relax and teach Xiao Yuanshan martial arts.

Finally, he faked his death and hid in the Shaolin Temple for forty-three years.

All the lines have been connected in series.

For some reason, Lu Heng's resentment towards the sweeping monk completely dissipated.

The other party is really weird.

"By the way, Wu Yazi, I brought your granddaughter here. If you really can't find a successor, you might as well pass it on to one of your own."

"granddaughter?"

Wu Yazi was already in an unconscious state, and after hearing the words, his expression was dull and somewhat rigid.

"Yes, didn't Li Qiushui give birth to a daughter for you back then, named Qingluo? Although she was officially married to the Wang family in Gusu, she followed her motherly nature and was entangled with the Duan family in Dali, and they had a daughter named Wang Yuyan.

"

"For the sake of his cousin's illusory dream of rejuvenating the country, this little girl read the martial arts of Langhuan Paradise that Li Qiu Shui swept away, but she never learned any martial arts."

Wu Yazi's eyes lit up when he heard what Lu Heng said.

He has lost the will to live and only wants a successor.

For example, Su Xinghe was incompetent in martial arts and could not beat Ding Chunqiu. He was obsessed with playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was not like a Jianghu person at all.

Naturally, it is difficult to pass on the Xiaoyao Sect.

Even if Lu Heng couldn't stand Murong Fu's despicable behavior, he would naturally look for opportunities to embarrass him.

It would be great fun if Murong Fu suddenly discovered that his little cousin was far better in martial arts than him.

Lu Heng intends to train Wang Yuyan and inherit Wu Yazi's seventy-year-old skills from the Xiaoyao Sect, which is indeed an interesting choice.

As for Duan Yu's martial arts, diligent practice is enough to lay a solid foundation.

"Okay, then let Grandmaster Lu bring her to see me."

Lu Heng nodded.

Get out of the cave.

Because the fight between Qiao Feng and Jiumozhi was not over yet, the group of Jianghu people did not leave at all, probably because they did not dare to leave.

Without Lu Heng speaking out, who would dare to move?

Murong Fu and his party had different expressions.

Seeing Lu Heng walking towards them, they hurriedly took precautions.

"Wang Yuyan, I will take you to see your grandpa."

"Is the old man in the cave really my grandfather and my mother's father Wu Yazi?"

Wang Yuyan was already on the road, and when she heard everything Lu Heng said, she glanced at Murong Fu hesitantly, but the other person didn't say a word, and his expression was alienated. She felt a pain in her heart, gritted her teeth, and said: "Okay,

I'll go with you."

Murong Fu snorted and said: "Brother Bao, Brother Feng, let's go too. The people here don't welcome us. If we continue to stay, it will only increase our suffering. Isn't it enough to be embarrassed?"

"Murong Fu, I suggest you go to Shaolin Temple. Your father Murong Bo is really alive. Don't act weird in front of me, unless you want to die."

"Lu, Grandmaster Lu, don't hurt my cousin! I'm going to see grandpa, can you let him go?"

Duan Yu listened to the side and was very troubled. He turned his face away and did not look at this scene.

Murong Fu was arrogant, but ever since he met Lu Heng, he never had his heart set on him.

But Lu Heng was too powerful to resist, so he could only abandon Wang Yuyan and walk away.

"Stupid guy, if you really have true feelings for Wang Yuyan, how could you miss her again and again. Wang Yuyan, you and I lost the bet. You, my cousin, don't have you in my heart at all."

(To be continued)

(End of chapter)


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