After sitting in the teahouse for more than half an hour, Jia Long quickly learned most of the more detailed information from this ruffian named Zhao.
Dongzhou is too far away from the three continents, and the martial arts world is relatively independent, but the reputation of the Immortal Palace Demon Sect still has a lot of deterrence. The ban on martial arts is also the best way for many ordinary warriors to obtain high-strength secret martial arts.
After listening to the intelligence information this guy said, Garen also fell into thinking.
His purpose is very simple, that is to find Ying'er or related people first. However, the ban on martial arts in the Immortal Palace now makes this idea a little difficult.
So how can you find the person you want as quickly as possible?
The best way is to use power, and with the help of existing large-scale power, no matter what you want to do, you will get twice the result with half the effort.
"What is the distribution of the local martial arts community in Dongzhou?" He thought and asked.
"This... local area is the three major sects of Bailu Sect, Heisha Sect and Longmen Sect..." Zhao Bingpi quickly replied. "If you are looking for experts from the three major sects, I can also help. I know Heisha Sect.
One of my outer disciples will definitely be able to help you..."
"What else? Since Dongzhou has its own system, there must be powerful figures comparable to the Immortal Palace and the Demon Sect, right? Otherwise, it wouldn't have been annexed long ago?" Garen asked lightly.
"This is natural, this is natural. Yue Qingdi of Bailu Sect is one of the three most talented people in Dongzhou, as well as Yu Qingzi of Longmen Sect, and Sanshanren, the guest of Sanren Master Heishamen. These are the three strongest innates in Dongzhou.
A master, oh, he is also what you call a master of the martial arts level."
"Condensation of spirit?"
Garen had also heard the term innate master on Earth, but he didn't expect that it also had this meaning here.
Bailu Sect, Heisha Sect, and Longmen Sect are the three strongest martial arts forces in East Continent.
"It is said that it refers to the fact that the spirit is almost liquefied. It is mentioned in the martial arts manual that the three states of air, liquid, and solid represent the division of fighters. In addition, the three major factions have colluded with each other and formed alliances with the three major warlords.
Among the four major warlords in Dongzhou, Kong Lin, Zhao and Hu, only Hu Jun does not have the support of the martial arts sect." Zhao Bing knew everything and spoke endlessly. He said everything he knew in one breath.
Garen thought about it for a moment, and he naturally knew the classification of spirit very well. Bailumen, it sounds like the name may have some connection with Baiyunmen, but you can go and take a look. What should be the name of going? Just type Baiyunmen.
The brand is still in the past secretly and unnoticed.
Garen felt troubled. He simply didn't want to think about it and found Bai Lumen first.
"Take me to Bailumen. I'll let you go when you get there." He looked at Zhao Ruffian in front of him calmly, "What's your name?"
"Zhao...Zhao Jun..." Zhao ruffian trembled all over. Looking at Jia Long's increasingly pale complexion, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
puff.
The companion next to him seemed to be drunk at this time, and fell on the table motionless.
Zhao Jun's heart skipped a beat, and his face suddenly turned pale. He could feel that the body temperature of his companions around him was getting colder and colder...
He saw Galen opposite him smiling slightly at him, showing his white teeth.
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Between the vast green mountains and the sea of trees, the mountains are undulating, and the forest on the high ground seems to be covered with a green carpet.
A white path winds in the middle, like a gray cotton thread among the sea of trees.
"It's full and empty for a period of time, and it's six months of cold and hot weather."
Garen frowned and looked at the red letters on the white mountain wall on the left. Even standing on the path and looking from a distance, you can see the iron-painted silver hooks of the writing, which are deep and powerful. It gives people a free and easy but delicate feeling.
Zhao Jun followed behind him, leading two strong black horses, looking timid and respectful.
"Is this the Yingxu Valley?" Garen turned around and asked.
"Yes, yes." Zhao Jun nodded fiercely. "This is the reception area of Bailumen!" He said with certainty.
"Then why is there no one?"
"It's morning now, I think someone will be here soon...and the threshold of Bailumen is surprisingly high, most people have long given up on screening for entry." Zhao Jun answered without any hesitation.
These days, he has been suffering from the near-death feeling of his body temperature gradually dropping every night, and the feeling of gradually falling into endless darkness has made his awe of Garen reach the maximum level. He treats Garen even better than his own father.
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Garen nodded noncommittally and strode into the fork in the forest beside the stone wall.
There are shady green bamboo forests on both sides of the fork in the road. The light is a bit dim and the air is cool, but it is a bit deep.
The two of them walked one behind the other, leading their horses slowly on the fork in the road. After a while, a gray-black wooden square mountain gate appeared in front of them, with the words Yingxu Valley hanging above it.
Below is a section of white stone steps that lead to the inside of the mountain gate. You can see that the stone steps go up and up the mountain, with white mist lingering at the top and almost no end in sight.
There was a young man in green clothes at the gate of the mountain, sweeping the floor gently with a broom.
When Jia Long saw the young man sweeping the floor, he narrowed his eyes slightly. He vaguely saw a trace of Baiyun Miwu's Qi and blood movement from the other man's movements. With his Northern Halberd Soldier Han Yan Zhen Shui Xie Gong attainment, the surroundings
Within a range of more than two hundred meters, any liquid flow could not be hidden from his control. Naturally, he knew much about the blood flow of this young man.
"Sir, please spare my life! My Lord, please spare your life!" Zhao Jun nearby shouted loudly, turned around and ran away.
Garen didn't even look at it, and flicked the ball with his backhand.
laugh!
Zhao Jun fell down in response, and red and white blood slowly flowed out from the back of his head. His whole body was motionless.
The young man sweeping the floor over there suddenly turned pale, screamed, dropped the broom and ran up the mountain.
"Someone is coming!! Someone is coming!! Killing!!"
The young man rolled and crawled and ran away in a few strokes.
Garen ignored him and just walked up the stairs. Not long after walking, he heard the sound of clanging bells, and then the sound of dense and messy footsteps.
Jia Long quickened his pace and was able to cross more than ten steps in one step. Soon, a blue-black Taoist temple appeared in front of him.
The Taoist temple was shrouded in clouds and mist, as if one were surrounded by immortal energy. At this time, the door was open, and several old men in black, surrounded by a group of disciples in green, were stepping out of the door and walking towards the stone steps.
Seeing Garen's appearance, several old men in black standing in front were slightly startled, and then looked cautious.
"This layman..."
"Haha... Sure enough, there is a shadow of the giant elephant Miwu..." Garen's eyes lit up slightly. "Call your person in charge out."
"What do you want when you come here?"
He also asked in an old man's polite manner.
"I'm looking for you, Bailumen, to do something." Garen grinned.
"What a loud tone..." There was a faint voice of dissatisfaction among the crowd. The heads of the crowd were shaking. The disciples of Bailumen seemed to be a little eager to try.
"I am the person in charge of the branch here, Bai Yuqing." Suddenly a shadow flashed, and a white-haired old man suddenly appeared between everyone and Galen. He was dressed in a white Taoist robe, holding a fly whisk in his hand, and looked like a fairy.
Extraordinary.
"The layman's divine light is profound. At first glance, he is no ordinary person. Wouldn't it be better if we all sit down, drink a cup of tea, and exchange martial arts experiences?"
"Bai Yuqing, right?" Jia Long smiled, "It seems that you are the strongest person."
Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared instantly.
Bai Yuqing also became nervous and disappeared at the same time.
Two shadows collided in the open space in front of the Taoist temple and passed each other.
Jia Long's figure slowly appeared at the entrance of the Taoist temple, behind everyone. But the old Taoist Bai Yuqing's face was pale, and he stood shaky in front of the steps.
"Good... such amazing Qing Gong..." He raised his right hand. The sleeve of his right forearm was cut off at an unknown time, but he discovered it later. "I thought I had mastered Sanzhonglou Qing Kung.
Outstanding, unexpected..."
As one of the elders of the Bailu Sect, he is also a veteran and powerful fighter with profound skills. Even though his physical reaction has declined due to his age, he has gained more experience. The most proud skill in his hand is the name
It was Sanzhonglou's peerless light skill. Unexpectedly, it was defeated by a young man who suddenly appeared today.
The faces of the people in the Taoist temple around were all ashen, and they were so shocked that they could not speak. Even the veteran fighter Elder Bai was defeated in one move. This meant that no one in the entire temple could resist the opponent. If someone could not
Be careful to anger this person...
In this troubled world where human life is like a piece of grass and killing is not rewarded, anything can happen.
For a moment, the entire entrance to the Taoist temple was silent, and all eyes were focused on Jia Long.
"Your Mightiness...."
"I want the Bailu Sect to help find a few people." Jia Long directly stated his request, "The former disciples of the Baiyun Sect of Shiyanzhou, and the people of the Nantian Holy Fist Sect."
Before you finished speaking, everyone's pupils shrank in love with you.
Nantian Holy Fist Sect!
"You are the remnant of Nantianmen..."
Before a voice in the crowd could finish speaking, his head exploded with a bang, and red and white brains like watermelon were splashed everywhere.
The remnants of Nantianmen!
"I am the leader of the Baiyun Sect and the first general of the Nantian Holy Fist Sect, Garon Terry Jones. Longbar. I hereby call upon all members of the sect, regardless of the Baiyun Sect or the Nantian Sect."
Gallon's voice shook the entire Taoist temple, like thunder, and some young people with weaker physical abilities felt numb all over and were almost knocked to the ground.
"Southern Holy Fist Sect!! You...you..." Bai Yuqing's face was twisted. Others had not experienced that era and did not know the horror and vastness of that battle. Only the older generation like them, he actually went there back then.
One of the martial arts disciples on Black Smoke Island witnessed that shocking and terrifying battle with his own eyes.
"Ga...Garen?! You are Garen?! The King of the Century!!" Bai Yuqing felt his scalp numb, and all the strength he had just raised in his body instantly dissipated, looking at Garen as if he had seen a ghost.
"Pass a message for me." Garen looked calm, "Is it okay?"
There was an illusory loud bang.
With Galen as the center, a plasma-like terrifying aura exploded instantly, completely enveloping the entire Taoist temple in just an instant.
With a plasma-like vigor, it seemed as if even the sky was dyed red, and a whistling and strange whistling sound sounded faintly. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!