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Chapter 335 The Death of Emperor Yi [V]

After a night passed, a ray of light shone in the sky, the earth gradually moved towards light in the darkness, and Lei Tiandao also woke up in a daze.

He had a very evil dream.

Suddenly, he became a woman, was stripped naked by someone and molested. After that, he didn't even let go of his chest and wanted to take it away in his arms.

Lao Lei subconsciously touched his chest and his face suddenly changed.

The next moment.

"hiss--"

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching pain in his head made him unable to help but take a breath.

A large number of martial arts insights and magical techniques passed by his mind, allowing him to swim in the vast ocean of knowledge, and his head was in a split pain, but he couldn't stop.

After a while, Lao Lei opened his eyes and his face was complicated.

His cultivation has been sublimated and his spirit has become unprecedentedly active, as if he has obtained the teachings of a supreme master, and his body and mind have achieved wonderful benefits.

Apart from Zhang Wu, no one can have such a great opportunity to get so many magical skills, and teach them to you without asking for anything in return.

"It's such a great benefit to give it for free. If you eat someone with a soft mouth, how can you fight with you in the future?"

Lao Lei sighed, patted the soil on his body, and came to the place where the fourth elder died.

The blood on the ground has been completely processed, and the corpse has been destroyed, but the matter cannot be hidden.

There was a lot of noise last night. The fourth elders disappeared. The senior management of the Kui Mo Sect will definitely investigate. Several chefs in the inn have seen you.

"Run, the territory of Kui Mo Sect can't be stayed."

Lei Tiandao thought for a moment, and while the sky was still dark, he used his body skills to slip out of the city.

...

On the boat crossing the sea and returning to Dakun, the salty smell of the sea water hits the face. Zhang Wu stood at the bow of the boat, playing with two pieces of ancient jade wrapped in rough stone.

This is a strange stone that fell out of Chen Dao's body, which can distort its own magnetic field and block mental induction.

To put it bluntly, this thing is radioactive ore, which is bright and beautiful in color, and is suitable for wearing and viewing, but long-term contact will cause organ failure and cause various lesions.

Of course, for masters at the Grandmaster level, the side effects are almost negligible.

Moreover, if you carry this thing on your body, you can ignore the realm and block the sensing. It is difficult for the supreme master to sense an ordinary person.

Chen Dao had more than these things, more than ten magic pills, nutritional medicines he refined himself, and a bunch of other miscellaneous things, with more than three million taels of silver notes.

But the most precious thing is the Xiao royal family's martial arts - the Demon-Growing Art.

The fourth brother Xiao Jingchen is also a member of the royal family, so he naturally practiced this skill since childhood.

To become a disciple of the Fourth Elder of the Kui Mo Sect, you must be a little gift that you can give?

However, carrying this technique with him shows that he needs to comprehend frequently and fail to achieve any results.

Zhang Wu has no time to practice this magic technique in depth for the time being.

Things have to happen one by one. Once the medicinal materials are collected, we naturally have to refine the new dog-licking martial spirit pill and the divine spirit pill first.

Alchemy is not something that can be achieved overnight. Even if there is a secret recipe, out of caution, you must first use small pieces of medicinal leaves, try the heat, try the effect of the medicine, and try the authenticity of the secret recipe.

Liang Wenbai’s secret recipe for Lei Tiandao is fake. Could it be that Yang Shuang’s must be real?

It is a fool to use all the medicinal materials to refine elixirs.

The sea is full of wind and waves, the fish are big, and the ground is uneven, but it does not prevent the experiment. I have no intention of doing it all at once.

Liang Wenbai was not on the boat and went back to Kui Mo Sect to be his core disciple.

He did not participate in the killing of Chen, and no one saw him take action. This time he came out and picked up the bargain behind Zhang Wu. Xiao Liang felt good about himself, and his ambition was revealed. He thought of going back to the sect and climbing up,

Wouldn’t it be a hall master or an elder, and rule the great sect?

A month later, the ship docked in Dan'er City, and Zhang Wu turned back to his middle-aged appearance, probably because he was afraid that the disciples of the Kui Mo Sect would come and mess around. The soldiers were as if they were facing a great enemy and the investigation was very strict.

Zhang Wu met a long-standing figure in the era of Emperor Longqing. The champion Hou, with a majestic expression, black and white hair, and a dragon and tiger steps, and was very imposing.

When Xiao Jingao was imprisoned, this was the one who took over his 200,000 border troops.

Zhang Wu never met him, but now he met for the first time. The other party actually became a master, stayed in Dan'er City, and resisted the invasion of the Kui Mo Sect.

Others don’t know Zhang Wu’s background, but Dakun’s top figures know his strength.

"I've met senior."

The Champion Marquis saluted respectfully.

When Zhang Wu was a prison guard, he was already among the kings and princes. Now that Zhang Wu is strong and his status has reversed, the champion Hou has to regard himself as a junior.

Face is not given by others, but earned by oneself.

Zhang Wu said:

"I'm back this time and I'm just burying my friends and visiting some old friends without mobilizing them."

"Please take care of yourself, senior."

Champion Hou nodded, waved his hand, and his soldiers gave way.

...

Ten wilderness mountains.

In the Feng Shui pattern, birds sing and flowers are fragrant, the scenery is picturesque, the gurgling stream flows through the mountain stream, and the Liu Shu’s tomb is full of flowers and plants.

This man has passed away. When he returned to the grave, his uncle's voice, appearance, smile and appearance are still as new as he remembers.

King Mu has no relatives, and the Shadow Guard is basically a bachelor. Those who are spies are most afraid of having weaknesses. They are threatened by their families and buried him next to Uncle Six and be a companion. The two of them will not be too lonely underground.

Digging a hole, burying the Mu King, burning some paper, Zhang Wu handed the token left by Uncle Liu to Cheng Gou, and ordered:

"This token can command the Black Dragon Platform and the Shadow Guard. If the Wood King is gone, the Shadow Guard will be in chaos. You can find a way to clean up the situation, communicate with Yan Ji, and merge the two major organizations. In the future, it will be called the Black Dragon Shadow Guard.



"Our goal is no longer Da Kun, but to go out and look at a broader world."

"In the future, the shadow guards are in charge of spying on intelligence, cultivating secret spies, and infiltrating major sects. Heilongtai is responsible for business, collecting resources, making money, and studying various drugs, weapons, equipment, etc.."

In recent years, Zhang Wu has not paid much attention to these two major organizations and allowed them to develop in disorderly manner.

Needless to think about it, the Black Dragon Platform and Shadow Guard under the wild growth will surely pose a threat to Hutubao's rule.

They can't walk out, because the outside world is too high-end and super first-class, so they can only fight in this land.

Having himself as his backer, facing the two major organizations, Abao could only break his bones and swallow them in his stomach. The emperor must have been so frustrated that he was so frustrated.

"Brother Wu, don't worry, I will do it."

Cheng Gou took the token and went to help Zhang Wu buy some alchemy equipment and things, and then left the mountain.

...

Time flies, three years are in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Wu concentrates on refining elixirs, and no one sees him.

Until this day, he did not fry the stove and successfully refined a dark golden mud ball the size of a washbasin, which was filled with fragrance. Just by smelling it, it would make people feel that their souls were out of their bodies.

"The God Pill, finally it's done."

Zhang Wu picked up a little bit of mud, rubbed it into the size of a longan's eye in his palm, swallowed it with a buzz, and began to concentrate on enlightenment.

Soon, smoke and clouds on his head were dancing, and there seemed to be a living thing coming out between his eyebrows. The smoke and clouds on his head were vaguely gathered into the form of three flowers, gathering but not dispersing.


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