Cultivating immortality in the troubled times of demons and martial arts Chapter 279 Snap of the Fingers (Congratulations to Hanyu for surrendering to the Silver Alliance!)
Chapter 279 Snap of the Fingers (Congratulations to Hanyu for surrendering to the Silver Alliance!)
"As for the follow-up to the civil strife in Wushenmen... please give me some advice from this old gentleman."
Fang Xi bowed her hands towards the horse-faced old man.
"Easy to say, easy to say..."
The horse-faced old man was a little surprised, and seemed to be a little curious about Fang Xi, a guy who didn't understand common sense, but he still said: "Speaking of this, I have to mention the 'Martial God Great Pill' created by the martial arts myth. This pill can help The Great Martial Saint's breakthrough into the realm of the Martial God is the supreme elixir, the divine elixir! However... only the martial arts legend knows the production method, and future generations only know that a large amount of demon king materials are needed..."
"The split of the Martial God Sect was initially related to the fight for the inheritance of the Martial God Pill..."
"In the later stages, the Martial God Pills were almost exhausted, but the first-generation sect leader had not yet appeared... The Martial Gods brainstormed and consulted the precious Martial God Pills, and finally figured out how to make a new generation of great elixirs."
"But... it's also the source of disaster!"
The horse-faced old man snorted coldly, with sadness and anger in his tone.
"Isn't this a good thing?"
Fang Xi asked back.
The Martial God is already comparable to a Foundation-Building Monk, and with the remaining ‘Beast Blood Pill’, it seems that it is not impossible to imitate the inferior product?
"Haha... How rare is this Martial God's Great Pill? Some Martial Gods were inspired by the 'Secret Technique of Demon Refining' and raised 'Human Medicine', that is, allowing warriors to practice special techniques, accumulate energy and blood, and then extract large amounts and refine them into 'Martial God Pill'... This kind of practice is extremely harmful to human medicine, and may lead to death."
"The other group of Martial Gods cannot bear to do this, and insist on only obtaining blood from monsters... In the end, this faction will win, otherwise the people under our Martial God Sect will become nothing more than livestock!"
"The current leader of the Martial God Sect has a strict order not to use human elixirs, otherwise he will be killed without mercy!" The horse-faced old man sighed: "Even so... that part of the Martial God and human elixir methods still remains, and even formed the 'reverse' The Shenhui organization usually lurks deeply, but from time to time it comes out to kill someone and make human elixirs!"
The horse-faced old man snorted coldly.
"It looks like... this human elixir can only be refined by the God of War."
Fang Xi nodded and suddenly said: "Even if you have relatives in the Martial God Sect, you can't know so many secrets, right? Could it be that... your relative is yourself?"
"That's right... My Murong family is also a martial arts family, and I may not know the causes and consequences of the Wushenmen incident so clearly."
The girl in the red dress also lit up her eyes: "Could it be that senior is actually..."
"Ha ha……"
The horse-faced old man laughed: "That's right... I'm Maro Shen! Naiwu Shenmen's 'Wind Catching Butler' has other important things to do in Tianliang City... This friend has invited me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man in black and other people at their table, with their sleeves flying, surrounded a guest.
"Everyone... I wonder if I could offend the Martial God Sect?"
The one who was surrounded was the previous guest wearing a bamboo hat, with long hands and long legs, like a thin bamboo pole.
"Haha... Your Excellency is a member of the 'Anti-God Society', right?"
God Ma Luo sneered: "I and other great martial saints are here to wait for you."
"Eight-armed King of Hell?"
Shou Zhugan smiled coldly: "I am truly honored to be able to help you, the Great Martial Saint, come here..."
"It turns out to be this person!"
The girl in red from the Murong family was surprised and happy: "I can see so many masters today...I, Murong Ting, am truly lucky!"
Boom!
The next moment, a fierce battle of Gang Qi overflowed in all directions.
Tsk!
Tiny holes immediately appeared on the tables, chairs and benches.
"Stupid scholar, hurry up and leave!"
The red shadow flashed, and before Fang Xi seemed to react, she was hugged by Murong Ting and used Qing Kung Fu to escape from the teahouse.
Murong Ting's Qinggong was very good. Even if she hugged someone, she was like a red cloud, slowly falling on the top of a house.
"Thank you so much for saving me, this heroine!"
Fang Xi clasped her fists in thanks.
"Stop talking nonsense, I want to watch the battle of the Great Martial Saint!"
Murong Ting waved her hands, looking a little impatient.
Rumble!
At this time, I saw the light of the sword, the wind of fists, and the shadows of palms flashing alternately in the teahouse, suddenly hitting from the second floor to the third floor, and then breaking through the roof.
Wow!
The main beam of the house was cut off by a thin bamboo pole, and the entire teahouse collapsed and turned into ruins.
Smoke continued to swirl around, and the thin bamboo pole stood in one place, surrounded by four martial saints.
"You can't run away."
God Ma Luo held two judge pens in his hands and shouted coldly.
"Run? Why should I run?"
The skinny bamboo pole's clothes were stained with blood, but he was laughing loudly: "It's you who should run away!"
"What?"
God Ma Luo and others were shocked, and soon they discovered that there was a powerful force of energy and blood emerging from the direction of the city lord's palace!
The strong Gang Qi gathered and turned into a giant with eight arms on all sides, standing tall against the sky and the earth!
"God of War...true form?!"
Murong Ting murmured like she was dreaming.
"No...it's the Martial God of the Nishen Society!"
The expressions of God Maro and others changed slightly, they looked at each other, turned into several black shadows, and fled crazily in all directions.
They are just martial saints, so they will have some trouble when encountering large armies.
But after martial arts and spiritual mastery, everything is different. You can completely defeat an enemy by one person!
The aura exuded by the bright red giant figure at this time can even make ordinary warriors stunned and dare not move!
"Giggle...giggle...it's the Martial God...the evil Martial God..."
Murong Ting wanted to clench her silver teeth, but she trembled unconsciously.
Although she admires these martial arts masters, she also knows that most of the martial gods in the Nishen Society have lost their humanity and enjoy killing people!
Wherever it appears, it will bring disaster to that place.
Even... massacre the city!
"Hehe... I have sent the city lord on his way... All the future Martial God seeds of the Martial God Sect must die!"
The bright red figure with eight arms opened its mouth wide and made a thunderous sound.
suddenly!
It opened a pair of Garuda-like wings and flew towards this side: "This time, in addition to the city lord, there are also a few little mice from the Martial God Sect, not bad, not bad... Just kill them all, and then massacre the city to relax..."
"It's a monk who abstains from killing!"
God Maro's eyes couldn't help but be filled with despair.
Among the Martial Gods of the Nishenhui, although Monk Jishu is not the strongest, he is the most murderous. Wherever he passes, there will be rivers of blood!
"A monk who abstains from killing?"
Fang Xi was thoughtful. He seemed to have heard of this name?
Well……
At first I was just a little guy standing at the end, but I did have some impressions.
I didn’t expect that the young monk who was quite handsome at first would turn out like this.
He looked at the true form of the God of War and could see a fat monk among them, with a fat head and big ears, a sinister look on his face, and a huge string of beads made of human skulls hanging around his neck.
"Run quickly!"
Murong Ting grabbed Fang Xi and was about to run away, but found that the temperament of this jade-faced scholar seemed to have changed in an instant.
Even she felt awe-inspiring in her heart.
"Stop killing monks...you want to massacre the city?! Could it be that you also want to massacre me?"
Fang Xi took a step forward and sneered.
Although his voice was soft, it reached the ears of the monk quitting killing clearly and unmistakably, causing his fat body to tremble: "This voice... seems familiar!"
The monk who quit killing looked towards the source of the sound and saw a figure that looked almost like a nightmare, standing on a roof and looking at him with a sneer.
That man is still the same as he was a hundred years ago, dressed in a green robe, a handsome gentleman, as gentle as jade.
The expression on his face seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and his eyes were calm, but with an unfathomable feeling...
"Master?!"
The monk who quit killing shouted in surprise, then let out a strange cry, and the real body of the God of War, with arms on all sides and Garuda wings, flew back at a faster speed.
Regardless of whether that person is the former sect master or not, he is not willing to take risks!
Although this person is bloodthirsty, he is actually very cautious, otherwise he would not have been able to live freely for so many years, and he would not have been annihilated by the Martial God Sect!
stop!
In the void, a green light flashed away.
The green brilliance caught up with the Martial God's true form, and suddenly transformed into a blue sword energy that towered over the heavens and the earth, easily breaking through the Martial God's true form of the monk who quit killing.
"Ah! Master, spare your life!"
The monk who abstains from killing has a voice like thunder, clasping his hands together, and spreading his energy as if it costs nothing.
Unfortunately, the green sword energy still passed over his neck.
boom!
The headless corpse fell from mid-air and hit the ground, forming a deep pit like a cannonball!
The body of a warrior god is truly incredible.
But for Fang Xi, it was effortless to kill a body to build the foundation.
"Master?!"
God Ma Luo looked back and said: "Could it be that the acting sect master has arrived? No... this monk who abstains from killing has never been very respectful to the sect master, and will not respect him as the sect master at all..."
Immediately afterwards, he saw a scene that shocked him.
"Monk who abstains from killing...is dead?"
"That green light... no... wrong..."
At this time, God Maru realized that the young scholar who asked him seemed familiar...
It seems that there is a portrait of the other party hanging in the study of the acting sect master.
"He...he is..."
…
"Who are you? Are you the Master Zhang of the Martial God Sect?"
Murong Ting looked at Fang Xi in astonishment, her big eyes gleaming, and her face flushed with excitement.
"I'm not Zhang Minting..."
Fang Xi laughed and threw out a jade bottle: "Here's a 'Beast Blood Pill', which has some effect on breaking through the Martial God. I'll give it to you. I have other things to do, so I'll leave first..."
Before he finished speaking, he turned into a blue rainbow, which only flickered for a few times before disappearing into the sky.
We’ve almost finished collecting news from the people, and it’s time to go to the headquarters of Wujing Wushenmen to meet the head of Zhang Minting Zhang.
"Beast Blood Pill?"
Murong Ting looked at the direction where Fang Xi was leaving, as if her brain was numb due to the shock she received: "Isn't this the Martial God Great Pill?...This person...what exactly is this person..."
"Who else can call the acting master of the Martial God Sect by his first name?"
"I can't believe that... a martial arts legend is so young?"
The girl put away the Martial God Pill, the blush on her cheeks remained, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes...