The first thousand one hundred and eighth chapter is the target of public criticism
"Don't be distracted, the long river of the Holy Path should be right ahead!"
Deep in the magic light chasm, Xuan Qing was staring ahead, suddenly turned around, and glanced at Wu Ming with a cold gaze.
"Ahem, I'm distracted!"
Wu Ming coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment, but in fact he was quite surprised. Firstly, Xuanqing's senses were so sharp, and secondly, the message from Long Kui, "Long Kui's eyes are made of the sun, moon, stars and stones, which consolidate the origin of the body." Later, I gained the power of thunder to break magic, which allowed me to see through many confusions. Unexpectedly, I used it for the first time, and I was able to see through the hidden treasures of the corpse exorcists and Li Donghu from the Ten Thousand Bones Cave."
"Li Donghu has not been very popular in Yaowang Valley in recent years. This time he entered the Forsaken Battle Realm with Sun Yun. If nothing else happens, there is probably a problem at the location of Qianyang Spring."
"With my current identity, no one knows it except me. If used properly, Yaowang Valley..."
When he thought of this, the sharp light in Wu Ming's eyes disappeared.
He has not forgotten that Chai Wei suffered from the Soul-Eating Pill. Although this pill is not a Taoist pill, it is also a rare treasure pill. That is, Li Cheng, the king of Wei in the middle Tang Dynasty, was willing to use it on a disciple of the outer sect of Yaowang Valley, making him Become a stupid person.
After many inquiries, Wu Ming was convinced that this soul-eating pill was made by an alchemist from a certain faction in Yaowang Valley, or it could be said that it was the radical faction represented by Sun BuTong.
At that time, Li Donghu chose to preserve the reputation of his master, abandoned his disciple Chai Wei, and became friends with Wu Ming. They have not seen each other for several years, but it does not mean that Wu Ming will forget that Chai Wei, who is now like a child, is still suffering from the soul-eating pill!
Buzz!
Suddenly, there was a muffled thunderous roar, and Wu Ming suddenly came back to his senses in shock, looking forward with a sharp gaze.
"This should be the right place!"
Xuan Qing pointed far ahead at the mountain peak that towered into the clouds, with thunder looming at the top.
"Does the fairy know how the long river of the Holy Path appears?"
Wu Ming observed it and asked casually.
"It is said that it takes a top powerhouse to activate the true meaning of his martial arts to a certain level, in order to pull the tide of the holy path to emerge, and then lead to the long river of the holy path!"
Xuan Qing said a little uncertainly.
"Then do you know the conditions for the formation of the Holy Path River?"
Wu Ming whispered.
"I don't know!"
Xuan Qing shook his head calmly.
"The Holy Path Changhe is the origin of the Holy Path of the strong man after his death. It was evolved by the mighty power of heaven and earth. The single origin of the Holy Path, or in other words, the death of one such being is not enough to form. At least ten semi-saints must have fallen. Only when the above exists can it appear.”
Wu Ming sighed quietly and said with emotion, "In other words, the more people die, the higher the possibility of forming a long river of Holy Path!"
"Why!"
Xuan Qing's pretty face turned pale, she shook her head and sighed.
It is not difficult to imagine how tragic the war was back then, and the lost battlefield here is just the tip of the iceberg, and there are even bigger lost places.
According to legend, the land of China has sunk, and the ruins of Ten Thousand Years have turned into a lost place. How many semi-saints or even saints are buried deep in it?
"hehe!"
Wu Ming lowered his head and smiled, seeming a little shy and a little smiling.
"Why are you laughing again?"
Xuan Qing was quite annoyed, and then she straightened her pretty face, her beautiful eyes sparkling.
It seems that even she herself doesn't know whether she is angry because Wu Ming has some disrespect for the place where these forefathers and heroes fell, or because she is angry because she is repeatedly affected by it.
"The legacy of our predecessors!"
Wu Ming raised his head solemnly and gazed at the top of the mountain, "Following the path of the predecessors, although there are fewer thorns and bumps, it is still the path of others!"
"you……"
Xuan Qing's delicate body trembled, and her beautiful eyes showed a hint of thought.
She is a smart and beautiful woman with a clear mind. She is very clear about the profound meaning of Wu Ming's words, but she is still shocked by the profoundness of his martial arts knowledge.
Even though she was a top grandmaster, she had never thought about this. Instead, after learning about the wonders of this spiritual land and observing it, she would have unimaginable opportunities.
It's not that she doesn't understand, it's that she understands it too well, but in the face of opportunity, she almost lost her true heart in martial arts.
But Wu Ming was reminding her that she could follow the path of her predecessors, but she didn't have to copy it, just learn a thing or two from it, or take the essence and discard the dross!
"Oh, how dare you, a mere great master of the Yin Shen realm, speak so brazenly and talk about the ways of the sages and sages of our forefathers?"
Just when Xuan Qing was deep in thought and Wu Ming was staring at the top of the mountain, a sneer came from the side.
Following the sound, I saw a man wearing a decent brocade robe, exuding nobility, gently swinging a folding fan, as if he was strolling in his back garden, with a touch of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and he did not know when he appeared a hundred feet away.
On the boulder.
And he didn't appear alone, there were four male and female warriors with strong auras and divine light in their eyes standing behind him.
Wu Ming always stayed away from people who felt good about themselves and had no interest in them.
Xuanqing's temperament changed drastically, and he even closed his heart. Apart from feeling guilty for Wu Ming and sometimes being angry with Wu Ming because of what happened back then, he looked like an iceberg beauty to the outside world, and would not talk to him anymore.
"snort!"
The young man in the brocade robe seemed to be pampered and used to being admired by others. He was very unhappy with the attitude of the two people and couldn't help but snorted coldly.
The expressions of the four men and women behind him suddenly turned cold. One of them was about to speak when he suddenly turned around and looked to the other side warily along with the other three.
"Haha, I didn't expect that Mr. Song Yang, with his noble status, would be willing to personally take risks. Compared with some people who have received a little praise, I don't know how high-minded people can truly be called today's martial arts models!"
But I saw a middle-aged man in his forties with a tall figure and a handsome face walking slowly towards him. Behind him, there were four other people following him, one of them was Sha Wuhen.
"Are you... the Divine Will Sect to pay Heaven's revenge?"
The young man in brocade robe looked at the middle-aged man carefully and obviously didn't recognize him. After getting a voice message from someone around him, he pretended to be surprised and said, "I didn't expect to meet Brother Fu here!"
"You're welcome, Mr. Song. I really didn't expect that you would personally take part in the danger!"
Fu Tianqiu was obviously much older than the other person, and was even the same generation as his father. He didn't seem to mind the other person's title at all, and said with a smile.
"Haha, my ancestor once said that there is never a smooth road to martial arts. No matter how difficult or dangerous it is, you have to go there by yourself. My father also thought this statement was reasonable, so he asked me to come out and practice it!"
Song Yang smiled and nodded, with pride in his eyes.
"Your Majesty is the head of the Seven Saints of Quanzhen, and his words are the holy words of gold and jade. Who among us does not want to listen to the holy teachings, but it is a pity that we have no chance to see them?"
Fu Tianqiu said respectfully.
"Haha, Brother Fu is joking!"
Song Yang smiled heartily, but his eyes kept wandering over Xuan Qing.
"Hey, isn't this Junior Sister Xuanqing of Taisu Immortal Palace?"
Fu Tianchou pretended not to know, looked around, pretending to be surprised, "Come, come, let me introduce to you, this person is..."
"I heard it, Brother Fu is too talkative!"
Xuan Qing said indifferently.
"Is there some misunderstanding, junior sister? Quanzhen is the ancestral palace of Taoism. The founder of Taisu Immortal Palace went to Quanzhen to worship the mountain. In previous years, the owner of the Immortal Palace changed, and Quanzhen also sent people to watch the ceremony again and again. Your attitude is like this,
Could it be that you listened to the villain’s slander and deliberately smeared Quanzhen, and that’s why you had a grudge and didn’t want to interact with Young Master Song?”
Fu Tianqiu said something serious and sincere.
"you……"
Xuan Qing's pretty face changed, she didn't expect that Fu Tianqiu, the true successor of Shenyi Sect, could be so sinister and vicious.
Not only did Taisu Immortal Palace get involved, but Wu Ming was also involved. It was revealed both inside and outside that she was being deceived by others, while Wu Ming was a sinister villain.
"Young Master Song doesn't know that this son is wanted by the Holy Temples, Liangjiang Dragon Palace, and even Beijin, Xixia and other countries. Not long ago, he was deprived of a title by the Eastern Song Dynasty and demoted to a commoner. This person's behavior is unsightly and truly despicable.
!”
"Why is this so? It is said that this son wantonly broke the alliance between the two clans, killed dragons, and even real dragons. Not only did he rip off his skin with cramps, but he also forced his son to kill his father and brother. It is so heinous that it is difficult to describe!"
"Haha, I also heard that this son has a Half-Saint Yin Yuan in Baihua Tower in the Southern Wei Dynasty. For this reason..."
The people behind Fu Tianqiu, you and I, exemplified Wu Ming's evil deeds and described him as an extremely evil person.
"Hey, it's pity that my younger brother and a few friends were hunting for treasures in Qianlongyuan, but those people were bewitched by him and killed people to seize the treasures. As a result, my younger brother died unjustly. The greatest treasure of the clan was left in the hands of thieves. I hate my strength.
Unfortunately, he destroyed the treasure and was severely injured!"
Sha Wuhen finally sighed.
"Hmph! I never thought that there would be such a hateful person in the world!"
Song Yangjun's face sank, and he closed the folding fan with a snap. A green-edged sword behind him kept buzzing, as if there was a mighty sword intent emerging from the sky.
Wu Ming was slightly surprised and raised his brows. He seemed a little surprised. Song Yang, who seemed to be the second generation ancestor, was actually quite extraordinary in swordsmanship, and seemed to have reached a level of perfection!
roar!
Before the two of them could speak, a tiger roar came from the diagonal, and a red-gold light and shadow flashed, and a colorful giant tiger flew towards Wu Ming, sweeping towards Wu Ming like the wind.
"Don't do it!"
Wu Ming stretched out his hand to stop Xuan Qing, gently caressed the scars on the approaching giant tiger's back, and scanned its path with a cold glint in his eyes.
But they saw a group of seven or eight tall figures, setting off a violent wave of air, swarming towards them. Among them were four familiar people, none other than Niu Qingguan, Lang Benhuang, Shentu Wuji and Tuoba Hong.
However, the first two people seemed to have not seen him, and they were looking at their noses with their eyes, and their noses were looking at their hearts. The latter two had gloomy expressions, a slightly unstable breath, and did not pay attention to Wu Ming at all. They glanced around them coldly.
, seems to be looking for something.
"I knew that this beast would definitely lead me to you, but I didn't expect that you would be so bold as to come here!"
The first was a strong barbarian who was as tall as a giant and wore blue and silver armor, with a voice as loud as a bell.
"The Jiaoman startled the Emperor Zhe!"
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, it is the emperor!"
Emperor Jingzhe looked at Wu Ming condescendingly, with murderous intent in his eyes and said without concealment, "Yelu Chongguang has not shown up yet. It seems that he was poisoned by you. I want to see how you escaped today."
"Haha, I heard that you threatened to use my head as a betrothal gift to marry Li Li. I wonder if this is true?"
Wu Ming smiled.
"You know very well. Not only that, I will also use the blood of tens of millions of slaves to wash away the filth of Hanyue Lake! With your corpse as the top of the capital, you will be bitten by thousands of souls and wail every day.
Only then can Li Li be happy!"
Emperor Jingzhe said in a cold voice.
Wu Ming suddenly looked sideways again and saw a group of people arriving.
Xuan Qing frowned slightly, feeling suddenly troubled. She didn't expect that Wu Ming would become the target of public criticism!