Chapter 122 Hold hands, if I don't go to hell, whoever will go to hell!
Chapter 122 Holding hands, if I don’t go to hell, who will?
Author: Fobudu
Chapter 122 Holding hands, if I don’t go to hell, who will?
Early the next morning.
Wei An came to the library as usual and began to collect information about demons.
I searched for a whole day, but unfortunately I didn't get much.
"The traces of the demon's existence seem to have been erased." Wei An sighed softly, thoughtfully.
However, this is also good.
If there were a large number of man-eating monsters in this world, just think about it and you will know how terrible it would be.
In a few days it will be the end of the month again.
"It will be July soon..."
Before he knew it, Wei An had been in Pantian Sect for almost half a year and had been promoted from the fifth rank to the third rank.
This advancement speed is simply incredible!
Break all records!
But then, it is not that easy to upgrade from the third level to the second level, and the pace slows down obviously.
"Every step forward for a third-level warrior is extremely difficult. If you want to advance to the second level, you may have to practice hard for decades, or it may take more than a hundred years!"
Wei An inquired.
Even for a sect with a strong foundation like the Pantian Sect, the total number of third-level masters does not exceed one hundred.
Looking at the entire Liangzhou, although the total population exceeds 300 million, the number of third-level masters is only about 500.
"From the ninth level to the first level, it's like a pyramid, the higher you go up, the fewer people there are."
Wei An looked around the entire library. He was now like a fisherman, sitting on a tree stump, looking into the water, waiting for a rabbit to hit him quickly.
"It's safe to wait like this, but the efficiency is too low." Wei An's mind was churning and he couldn't help but open up some ideas.
for example!
If he is the leader of the Pantian Sect, then he can master the information of every disciple, including those high-ranking third-level masters, and can contact them anytime and anywhere to simulate their lives.
"If I can play like this, I will seize the power of the entire sect in one body, even if I am promoted to the first rank."
Wei An was thinking about it, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.
"Well, after being promoted to the third level, my mind has become a lot wilder."
Wei An took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. As a person, you must not only dare to think, but most importantly, you must be down-to-earth.
"Brother Zhang!"
A soft voice suddenly interrupted Wei An's contemplation.
He looked up and saw a charming and graceful figure running over happily, it was not Liu Piaopiao.
"Piaopiao..."
Wei An stood up and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, today is the day of the Hongchen Pavilion gathering."
"Yeah, let's go."
Liu Piaopiao took Wei An's hand and left, "Hurry up, hurry up, there is no one else today, just the two of us."
After these few months of getting along, the two of them have become more familiar with each other, and they are already somewhat close.
Wei An asked: "Isn't Senior Brother going?"
"He's not free."
Liu Piaopian shook her head and sighed: "Shi Yunhai didn't come back after he went to Sunset Valley. Senior Brother took people to find him."
Wei An understood.
Thinking about it, Shi Yunhai was a hero among the younger generation of Pantian Sect. After his disappearance, Pantian Sect naturally had to search for him.
As a senior brother, Yue Chuanhan has unshirkable responsibilities.
Unfortunately……
No matter how they search, Yue Chuanhan and the others are destined to be in vain.
…
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The two rode a one-horned rhinoceros and ran all the way to Hongchen Pavilion.
When we arrived at the gate!
Wei An and Liu Piaopiao met Li Xian and Hua Kongkuang. There was a young monk beside them, who was Ruhua Buddha.
"What are you talking about?" Liu Piaopiao jumped off his mount and bowed with his hands folded.
"Beautiful Liu, you are here too."
Li Xian smiled and said hello, then he glanced sideways at the door and lowered his voice and said, "There are 'distinguished guests' arriving today."
"who?"
Liu Piaopiao stretched her head and looked inside the door, curious.
Li Xian squinted his eyes like flowers and said in a low voice: "That distinguished guest was brought by Princess Weiyang. He is the young sect leader of Heishamen, Shen Turong!"
Liu Piaopian blinked and said she didn't recognize him and had never heard of this person.
"Alas, Amitabha..."
Ruhua Fuzi next to him suddenly sighed, shook his head repeatedly and said, "It is definitely not a good sign for Prince Liang to openly get close to someone from the devil's path."
Hearing this, Liu Piaopiao said disdainfully: "It's just Shen Turong, what's so great about it? You are like a flower and a noble Buddhist, so suppressing him is just a matter of chance?"
Ruhua paused for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Miss Liu doesn't know something. This Shen Tu Rong is quite extraordinary. Although he is no more than a dozen years older than us, his strength is unfathomable. He is most likely a third-level master!"
As soon as these words came out!
"Third grade?!"
Liu Piaopiao paused in breathing, with a look of surprise on her face.
In her impression, among the younger generation under the age of forty, Ouyang Cigu, Dong Xukun and others who are the most talented have not yet advanced to the third level.
This Shen Tu Rong is actually so talented?
Ruhua's face was filled with worry, and she continued: "Although the Black Shamen have lived in seclusion for many years and have kept a low profile, they have actually been practicing the Blood Jade Technique unscrupulously and studying the secret and forbidden techniques to improve their bloodline.
At present, the Black Chamen, under the invitation of Prince Liang, is openly out and about, becoming more and more arrogant and domineering, which is definitely not a good thing."
Liu Piaopiao was silent for a while and snorted coldly: "Never mind the black and white gates, let's get to know Shen Turong first."
A group of people entered the gate.
There was a lot of excitement in the courtyard.
The crowd gathered around Princess Weiyang, like stars holding the moon.
Today, Dong Weiyang is still graceful and radiant, and is sought after by many people as usual.
At this moment, a strong, white-faced young man stood next to her.
Wearing a black robe, he has three-dimensional facial features, two long eyebrows, his head is slightly lowered, and his lips are unusually red.
The whole body gives people a sense of enchanting beauty!
Dong Weiyang seemed to like this white-faced young man very much. He held his hand and leaned against him tightly, like a little bird.
The suitors and admirers around me all looked envious, jealous, and gnashing their teeth.
See this situation!
Liu Piaopiao couldn't help curling her lips and whispered: "Brother Zhang, have you seen that? The Weiyang Princess has a new love again. She changes her male favorite every two days, and she is full of love."
Wei An took a deep look at the strange man and said calmly: "Isn't that man Shen Turong?"
"Yes, he is Shen Turong."
Li Xian interjected, looked at the strange man, and said: "This person is indeed unfathomable and completely invisible."
Ruhua also sighed: "Although the young monk has never fought against him, I feel that I have no chance of winning against him."
While talking, Liu Piaopiao, Wei An and others came forward and saluted Princess Weiyang to greet her.
Dong Weiyang was in a very good mood at the moment and quickly introduced Shen Turong to everyone.
Shen Turong glanced over, his eyes briefly lingering on Ruhua, the look of disgust between his brows undisguised.
Then, his eyes suddenly looked straight at Liu Piaopiao, as if he was shocked and shocked, as if he saw a fairy descending to earth!
However, he immediately noticed Liu Piaopiao and Wei An walking hand in hand, and immediately narrowed his eyes and looked at Wei An a few more times.
Dong Weiyang did not notice these details and kept talking to himself: "Although Mr. Shentu has lived in the mountains for a long time and is not well-known in Liangzhou, his strength cannot be underestimated. Even my brother cannot defeat him."
As soon as these words came out!
The corners of Ruhua's mouth tightened, and her expression became unnaturally solemn.
"The princess has given you too much praise."
Shen Turong laughed and said, "That's because His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gave me face and let me go."
Liu Piaopiao was silent for a moment, then said: "I heard that the Black Chamen is particularly interested in studying bloodlines. Do you know that Mr. Shentu has bloodlines?"
"Of course!"
Dong Weiyang took over the conversation and replied quickly: "Master Shentu's bloodline level is high-level true blood level, which is one level higher than the Yan family's Baidu bloodline."
"Advanced True Blood Level!!"
Everyone couldn't help but look sideways at him, and the way they looked at Shen Tu Rong completely changed.
There are dozens of bloodline families in Liangzhou, but except for the King of Liang clan whose bloodline is the Dragon King, all other bloodlines are true bloodline.
The highest-level bloodline is the Yan family's Baidu bloodline, which is the middle-level True Blood level!
In other words, if Shen Turong really has a high-level True Blood bloodline, given time, this person will definitely be reused by King Liang, and even have the ability to replace the Yan family and become a new powerful person!
Shen Tu Rong looked at everyone's reaction, a look of pride appeared on his brows, but he laughed and said: "The Yan family is a thousand-year-old family, a famous noble family, how can I be compared with the Yan family? Princess, don't try to disgrace me.
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Dong Weiyang looked like a nymphomaniac and said with a smile: "I'm not bragging, you are just too modest."
Seeing Princess Weiyang and Shen Turong being so quarrelsome with each other, Ruhuafuzi finally couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Princess, since ancient times, good and evil have not existed at all. You should stay away from villains and approach gentlemen."
Hearing this, Shen Turong tilted his lips and snorted coldly: "There is something in the Buddha's words. According to your opinion, I am that villain, right?"
Dong Weiyang raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Ruhua, I respect you as a monk, but monks must also be polite. Mr. Shentu is aboveboard, and my father still praises his conduct. How does he look like a villain?"
Ruhua said expressionlessly: "This little monk is not talented, but he does know a bit about the Shentu family.
You Shentu clan should have no blood. For a long time in the past, the Shentu clan made a living by selling wild ginseng.
But I don’t know where Master Shentu’s high-level True Blood level bloodline came from?”
Shen Turong couldn't help but look slightly gloomy.
Because the imperial court strictly prohibits it, most people don't know that bloodline level can be improved by practicing the Blood Jade Kung Fu.
In everyone's perception, bloodline is something you are born with and cannot be acquired.
Ruhua's words revealed the secret, which made Shen Turong very displeased, and he coldly replied: "Blood is naturally nourished, what do you, a monk, know?"
He turned to Liu Piaopiao and said: "As far as I know, the Pangu bloodline of Pantian Sect can appear in anyone? Others can have bloodline, why can't my Shentu family have it?"
"that is!"
Dong Weiyang nodded repeatedly.
Seeing that Princess Weiyang was stubborn, Ruhua didn't bother to argue with Shen Tu Rong, and said directly: "The young monk has always admired the blood jade skill of the Black Shamen. I wonder if Mr. Shen Tu would give me some advice?"
"Oh, you want to challenge me?"
Shen Turong showed a sinister smile and glared: "I have heard about the name Ruhua Buddha for a long time, and I have long wanted to learn about your Brahma Prajna Palm!"
"Are you guys going to fight?"
Dong Weiyang was particularly happy, and immediately clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I will arrange a venue for you."
After a while, Ruhua and Shentu Rong walked into an open sandy area.
"Please enlighten me!"
Ruhua was not polite, the power in her body spurted out, and her body immediately emitted a dazzling golden light, and her power skyrocketed.
There is a golden light above the head, which dazzles people’s eyes!
At this moment, Ruhua's whole person looked majestic and solemn.
Shen Turong raised the corners of his mouth, stood with his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "Bald thief, I'll give you a move."
Before he finished speaking, Ruhua suddenly rushed out. He first clasped his hands together, and then suddenly clapped his right hand out.
Immediately, a huge golden palm appeared in everyone's eyes, as if it was made of gold. It was dazzling and dyed everything around it into a golden color.
"court death!"
The next moment, Shen Tu Rong's roar filled with murderous intent was heard, and a strong scarlet color suddenly appeared in front of him.
A terrifying force with the smell of blood, like a river of bones and blood, rushing towards Ruhua!
"Ruhua lost..."
Wei An's eyes flashed, and he knew the result the moment Shen Turong raised his hand.
Sure enough, Ruhua's body flew back and fell heavily to the ground, making a big crater.
His right hand is completely gone!
Only a severed arm remains!
His right hand and a section of his forearm were blown off by Shen Turong. Their flesh and blood were shattered into pieces, and it was too horrible to look at.
"Wow!"
Ruhua coughed up a large mouthful of blood, rolled her eyes, tilted her head, and fainted.
Everyone was shocked. They never expected that Ruhua Buddha was defeated by Shen Turong with one move, and that he lost so miserably that he became a cripple with one arm.
For a moment, the whole place fell into dead silence.
"Oh, this is who will go to hell if I don't go to hell. I am worthy of being a Buddhist!" Li Xian sighed, suddenly walked away, stretched out his hand to pick up Ruhua, and quickly left the scene.
"Great!"
Dong Weiyang was overjoyed, danced and trotted up to Shen Turong, saying coquettishly: "I knew you were the strongest!"
"What a Buddhist, huh! Not as good as bullshit!"
Shen Turong was in high spirits, and put his arm around Princess Weiyang's waist, squeezing her small waist.
"This Shen Tu Rong is ruthless enough."
Liu Piaopiao was very angry, so angry that her cheeks bulged.
The relationship between Pantian Sect and Xuankong Temple is reasonable, at least there is no deep hatred.
There is no mention of the character of Ruhua Buddha.
Liu Piaopiao couldn't stand that Shen Turong. He was obviously much stronger than Ruhua, but he attacked so hard, crippled him and ruined his life. It was too bad!
"Piaopiao, let's go."
Wei An pulled Liu Piaopiao and said calmly: "Although Shen Tu Rong has the support of King Liang, he behaves surly and cruelly. This kind of person can only be arrogant for a while at most, and sooner or later he will be pilled."
"Well, you're right!"
Liu Piaopiao thought for a while and suddenly realized, "Brother Zhang, you are the one who understands. I just feel unworthy for Ruhua."
Wei An muttered: "People in Buddhism also pursue enlightenment. The flower-like Buddha is not afraid of life and death and faces powerful enemies. Although he is disabled in this battle, his practice may have just begun. In the future, there is great hope that a Buddhist will be born."
Taoist monk."
"Really?" Liu Piaopiao opened her eyes wide and looked at Wei An as he was thinking deeply. The more he looked at it, the more intoxicating he became.