Tang Yun's attention must have been on himself. No matter what he did, he would think of Qin Yuxuan instead of just Zhao Yi. This was an essential difference.
Tang Yun will definitely hide deeper in the future. Qin Yuxuan has already stopped looking down on Tang Yun. Facts have proved that as long as he looks down on this guy, there will be no good consequences.
At the beginning, it was Tian Batian, then the Tianjian Sect, and then the Longyang Qiu family... Hehe, either the family was wiped out, or the family was exterminated, and even after death, he was still labeled with a stigma.
The figure quickly appeared, came to Qin Yuxuan, and handed the bamboo tube respectfully: "Sir, there is news from Longyang County."
Qin Yuxuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, opened the bamboo tube and took out the message and looked at it. His brows suddenly knitted together, not in anger but in confusion and confusion.
Martial arts conference?
Vajra Temple?
Zhao Yi took advantage of the situation to frame Tang Yun?
You are a fucking idiot!!!
idiot!!!
After a brief moment of doubt, Qin Yuxuan slapped the case angrily, with no trace of anger on his face.
Since Tang Yun dared to do this and knew that Jingang Temple would retaliate, how could he not collect information in advance? Xuan Miao's scandal was not a secret, how could he not find out?
In this case, if you, Zhao Yi, instigated Xuan Miao to cause trouble, wouldn't you be playing into Tang Yun's plan? You can't even imagine this?
Forget it~
Qin Yuxuan tried his best to calm down and not think about Zhao Yi. He had decided to give up on this guy completely. Rotten wood cannot be carved.
Long Xingyue, who had never spoken a word, suddenly said: "Master, let me take action? Now he is far away in Longyang County. Even if there is an accident, he has nothing to do with you. Let's cut the mess quickly."
Qin Yuxuan frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Are you sure?"
Long Xingyue nodded fiercely: "He was forcibly promoted to palace master by Wang Xin. Even if he is tenth grade, he is just entering the blood coagulation realm for the first time. He can only be killed in a flash."
Qin Yuxuan did not hesitate too much, nodded slowly and said: "Let's take a walk over there, be careful."
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official way.
Tang Yun was walking along the roadside like a stroll, and Tang Yanyue had finally calmed down. She followed him with small steps like a lady, but the greasy pig's trotters missing a few pieces of meat in her hands ruined her image.
Tang Yanyue put the pig's trotters to Tang Yun's mouth, and said with a puffy face: "Want a bite? It seems that we are going to our hometown today?"
"Go to the altar, not the city." Tang Yun glanced at the outline of Yangzhou Mansion from a distance, then turned around and entered the dense forest. This was not his real hometown, and he had no so-called attachment to it.
This time I came here to pick up the keys, nothing else.
According to the location recorded by the demon in the diary, Tang Yun fumbled for a long time and dug out countless large holes before painstakingly digging out the box.
The ordinary sandalwood box had been hidden by him for who knows how long. The contents inside had already become moldy. Fortunately, the key was made of jade, so it didn't affect it.
Tang Yanyue's eyes widened in wonder: "Eh? How did you know there was such a thing hidden here?"
"you guess."
Tang Yun shook the rotten rag inside and could barely make out the scattered handwriting, which was exactly the same as the Divine Origin Sutra of the Three Gods Religion. It should be one of the back-ups left by the demon.
After getting the key, it was time to find the inheritance. Tang Yun played with it for a while, put the key in his bag, and took Tang Yanyue towards the established route.
The King Kong Temple was closed and the martial arts conference came to an end. All these made Tang Yun's plan develop as expected, but just like the calm before the storm, he didn't have much time. According to his estimate, it would only be three months at most...
This is the ultimate result he came up with after repeated calculations and thinking. In fact, if there is any discrepancy in the process, the time will be shortened infinitely.
Excluding the distance, it will take about two months.
Tang Yun decided to spend three days to complete this inheritance matter and see what treasures he could get. As for the rest of the time, he would spend all the inherited skills of the Huangji Sect.
plan?
No plan.
If anyone blocks the way, kill him!
Tang Yun doesn't have that many American time ink marks. If the other party doesn't hand over the inherited treasure, then just kill them all. It's just a sect.
Two days later.
Tang Yanyue leaned on this stone tablet and pulled the moss on it a few times in confusion: "This is it? Longyuanmen, why does it look so dilapidated? It didn't even clean up the facade. Could it be that the sect was destroyed?"
"I hope not." Tang Yun frowned and stepped forward to push open the slightly faded vermilion door.
Squeak~
call……
It seemed that fresh air had not flowed in for a long time. The moment he opened the door, a whirlwind rushed in through Tang Yun, blowing up a cloud of gray dust.
?
Tang Yun was stunned for a moment, pulled out the panel and took a look, with an undisguised look of surprise on his face.
New copy triggered?
System: Do you want to enter the copy [Mysterious Tomb]?
【yes】
"Something's wrong."
Tang Yun shook his head, narrowed his eyes at the gate, and showed no intention of moving.
According to the demon diary, this place was once the territory of Longyuanmen. That secret realm also appeared in Longyuanmen by chance, so only Longyuanmen could get most of the benefits.
They invited some trusted friends to explore this secret place together, and the demons also tried their best to get in.
However, the benefits of the secret realm were unexpected, and the trust in the past was no longer there. Everyone started to fight, and the demon's identity was revealed.
I don’t know what happened next, but this Longyuanmen must be the final winner, otherwise the demon would not be chased around like a dog.
What's happening now? The name of the dungeon is Mysterious Tomb.
What the hell?
Pulling out the panel and taking a look, Tang Yun immediately frowned. This copy was interesting.
Copy: [Mysterious Tomb]
Requirements for clearance: Kill the boss Tiankui, kill the elite Oiran, and kill the elite slave Ling.
Achievements: [Pass the level without injury] [Punch to break the mysterious method] [Thousands of machines to destroy the puppet]
[Fist breaks all methods]: The fancy operation is just a joke under the absolute fist. Beat Tiankui to death and tell him that fist is the truth.
[Thousands of Machines and Puppet]: Destroy the two puppets that Tiankui is proud of.
…
There is no doubt that this is a small copy, but what Tang Yun is most interested in is the question, what happened to Longyuanmen to develop to this point?
Tang Yun raised his eyes and glanced around, then stepped down the steps.
A maid came out and asked softly: "Who are you? Why did you come to our Longyuan Gate? Is it a visitor or a business meeting?"
Tang Yun's eyes twitched, and he looked at the maid with a bit of surprise, and said calmly: "Tang Yun, let's discuss the matter."
"Master, please follow me." The maid turned around and led him into the main courtyard.
There are two completely different worlds outside and inside the door. The place is extremely desolate and dusty, but the scenery here is beautiful and the people coming and going are really lively.
"Interesting." Tang Yun clicked his tongue and looked around.
"Master, please wait a moment. I will inform the master immediately." The maid smiled slightly and quickly entered the house with small steps.
Not long after the maid left, Tang Yun's ears twitched and a smile appeared on his face: "We're finally here."
In an instant, the men and women walking around suddenly turned around and launched a death-defying offensive towards Tang Yun. There were noisy machine sounds, rustling screams, and countless arrows and darts.
The daggers surged towards him.
Ding ding ~ ding rang...
He didn't even pull out his sword. Qi and blood gathered together, forming a thick layer of blood cells to wrap around him. The arrows shot from all over were completely melted away the moment they came into contact with the Qi and blood.
There were many figures on the building, and a hunched man covered by a black cloak suddenly appeared. His hoarse voice suddenly spread throughout the room: "Discussing something? You might as well go down and discuss it with him."
Okay, very strong.
It's just like the boss's announcement when I downloaded a dungeon in the game.
Tang Yun looked up and found that the surrounding area was crisscrossed with iron chains and spikes. Unexpectedly, all four directions were blocked by special iron spike bites, which made the place much more eerie.
Click~~
The floor trembled, a gap opened, and then the high platform rose up, revealing the figure of a man half kneeling on the ground. Although he lowered his head and couldn't see his facial features clearly, there was a strong smell of death on his body, which still made Tang Yun frown.
.
Zombie? Yaksha? Shura?
No, this is... a ghoul?
Tang Yun's expression gradually became serious. This guy's exposed skin was full of stitching marks. In addition, he was wearing an old and white robe, and there was even a token hanging on his waist.
This puppet is actually the leader of Longyuan Sect???
The art of destroying puppets? Isn't this one of the inheritances of the Huangquan Sect? Is it possible that the boss Tiankui is also a remnant of the Huangquan Sect?
"Dragon's blood is black and yellow, eight gates and four elephants!"
But then he saw the puppet with the word "Slave Ling" embroidered on his chest suddenly stood up, and with his face full of seams like a living person, he showed a ferocious and twisted smile to Tang Yun, opened and closed his lips, and uttered a hoarse sentence:
"Array up!"
Boom!!
There was a sudden roar in the surrounding area, and then eight figures emerged from the ground.
These are also puppets, but they are much weaker than the one in front of me. However, the eight puppets can be combined to form a battle formation, which can play an extraordinary role.
"it's useless."
Tang Yun flicked his fingers, and eight rays of blood shot through the sky like a rainbow, instantly breaking through the battle formation and piercing the puppet's head. The surging force completely blew their heads to pieces.
Despite this, the headless corpse without its head still rushed towards him like a living creature, showing no signs of stopping and seemingly not being affected at all.
"The puppet-killing technique is much better than Mu Qingrou's."
Tang Yun thought of the Li Hui he had killed. That guy was controlled by a kind of corpse insect. Compared with the puppets in front of him, he was much weaker.
Dang lang~
With his sword raised horizontally, Tang Yun turned his hand and hit the puppet's chest with his palm, pouring all the energy and blood into the puppet's body. After only a moment's pause, the puppet immediately exploded into debris all over the sky.
These puppets are equivalent to eleventh-level warriors. Although their actual combat capabilities are not as good as they are, if they fight in a group and have a tacit understanding, they can display stronger strength. However, for tenth-level warriors, they are still far from it.
When Tang Yun defeated a puppet, he had roughly figured out the upper limit of these guys. He glanced at their costumes with a cold eye and suddenly felt confident.
These are the deacons and elders of Longyuan Sect and other warriors.
Boss Tiankui mastered the inheritance of the two lines of Huangquan Sect, and combined them together with wonderful ideas. These puppets in front of him are all his experiments.
"good."
The eight puppets collapsed. Slave Ling, who had been motionless in the field, suddenly took a step forward and shot out two sharp swords from his palms: "Let me teach you your brilliant moves."
The moment he finished speaking, a stream of poisonous mist suddenly erupted from his body, and shadowy figures filled the surrounding area in the blink of an eye. Like a ghost, he floated to Tang Yun's side and strangled him with his swords.
Buzz!
A sharp sword appeared in front, holding the two swords firmly against each other, but the pattern was actually a scabbard. Before Nu Ling could react, a roar like a tsunami, mixed with the sound of rumbling thunder, completely hit him.
His chest.
Bang... Nu Ling froze, and a huge hole was immediately smashed into his chest, revealing a mess of gear parts inside.
Click, Tang Yun moved his wrist, twisted the sword and took out the sword's edge in an instant. It shone like a cold moon in the sky, and cut off Nu Ling's arms with a muffled click.
Put the sword back into its box.
Tang Yunchen's shoulder hit him, and Nu Ling's body suddenly exploded, leaving only his head spinning on the ground, and his chin opened and closed to spit out a puff of black mist that smelled like almonds.
He struck out with a palm, the air wave suppressed, the blood energy surged into the sky, and the black mist dissipated, wiping away Nu Ling's mutilated head, leaving a big hole on the ground.
A sword across the air.
The iron ropes and barbs that trapped people were all broken into pieces. In the blink of an eye, Tang Yun smashed the house and walked across the lobby to the back, where he saw a woman standing with an umbrella, standing by the river as if feeding fish.
"Oiran?"
Tang Yun looked at the opponent's attire and casually pushed away two silver needles: "Tiankui's craftsmanship has improved again. Are you the second batch of puppets made?"
"Since the young master is here, why not..."
"Are you pretending to be a hammer with me?"
Tang Yun interrupted her and punched her in the head.
"Hehe~, my master is here to play with me."
The chuckle was as sweet as a silver bell, accompanied by a faint fragrance, and the woman in front of him disappeared like a dream bubble, leaving only the paper umbrella in the pool.
"Buzz!!"
Thousands of silk ribbons were thrown out suddenly, with ferocious spikes hanging from the front.
Tang Yun opened the spike and stretched out his hand to grab it: "In terms of strength alone, it can rival a tenth-level expert. If you add your ghostly body skills, an ordinary Blood Coagulation Realm warrior will be killed by you if you don't notice for a moment.
"
Unfortunately, he is neither of the above.
Because he has progressed too fast, he is now nearing the middle stage of the Blood Coagulation Realm, when the power of Qi and blood is at its fullest, and the countless practical experience gained from dungeons are enough for him to cope with the Oiran.
Trapped and trapped.
The figure of the oiran reappeared, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and ribbons shot out from everywhere. In the blink of an eye, Tang Yun was wrapped tightly, and he was immediately suspended in the air by force.
A hundred flowers bloom.
As the oiran's lotus feet touched the ground, the lotus leaves floating on the pond suddenly rolled up in the air, like broken blades of a Frisbee, and were wrapped in the pond water like a tornado rushing towards Tang Yun.
Buzz…
At this moment, a flash of blood shot through the air, like a roaring roar of an angry dragon that filled the sky with murderous intent. It pierced through all the afterimages with lightning speed, and then struck directly at the Oiran's chest.
Apparition.
The blood sword approached, the oiran's pretty face remained smiling, her red robe shriveled instantly and was smashed into pieces by the blood sword, while she appeared like a ghost more than ten feet away.