The first thousand three hundred and thirty-three chapters are dark under the lamp
Wu Ming looked intently, and with clear eyesight, the vague lines under the wall were clearly visible even though they were tens of feet or hundreds of meters apart.
It is indeed a secret message left by Red Lotus, and it is a writing method taught by him personally. It is an extremely simple lotus flower with an Arabic numeral in the middle.
However, there are countless secrets in China. Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing were fascinated by the tricks of the Zajia family. Wu Ming fell into the trap without checking, which affected the two elderly people and had to die as a warning. They could not tolerate it.
"It's her!"
Wu Ming took out a blood-colored token and used a secret technique to activate it, causing the blood stains on the bloody rag to turn into ashes and float away, condensing on the token.
It was finally determined that it must be Honglian. Judging from the hidden mark lines and fluctuations in blood stains, it took less than half a month, or even less!
Dark under the lamp Wu Ming never thought that he would make such a low-level mistake!
On the same day, I escaped from the trap, killed three demons in a row, and used the Divine Will Sword and fishing skills several times. All kinds of distracting thoughts came to me, but I really didn't think much about it.
Now looking at the clues, various signs indicate that Honglian may not have left the capital three years ago!
"Red Sleeve Move!"
Wu Ming looked gloomy and put the blood cloth and life tablet into his arms.
"I checked the surrounding terrain and found several suspicious points. Perhaps the Xuansheng Ancestor is not in China. I traced it all the way and found traces of battles in many places. Although they were deliberately hidden, there are still clues!"
Qingzhu pondered for a moment, then said with an angry look in his eyes, "What can be concluded is that the people who took action are definitely from different forces. Some people even deliberately helped the forces that took action before to clean up the battlefield and remove the remaining traces of the other party. Moreover, they set up a suspicion formation!"
"With your strength, even an ordinary half-saint may not be able to detect it. It seems that someone is deliberately hiding it. What are they hiding?"
Wu Ming rubbed his eyebrows.
Since three years ago, plus the escape a few months ago, during this period, the ant nest has gone from being hidden in the dark to being severely damaged and even cut off from contact.
Fortunately for those in other places, the whole army will not be wiped out and they can hide after receiving the information. However, for those near the capital, all traffickers and lackeys will be severely investigated. The foxes and rats in the city are the worst. Anyone who has misdeeds will be arrested by the government.
As a result, more than half of the lower-level sources and even hidden secrets were damaged, almost to the point of annihilation.
Obviously, all parties have realized that this is the underground force left by Wu Ming, and they have the ability to spy on intelligence beyond imagination!
After learning from the pain, I planned to use the power of thunder to sweep the acupoints, uproot them, or at worst, severely injure them!
Unfortunately, except for the periphery of the capital, although the ant nest forces in the Song Dynasty disappeared underground, they left countless messes before they disappeared.
Traffickers and lackeys, city foxes and community rats, are the foundation of the underlying forces and are related to people's livelihood. Among them, lawbreakers account for 70% to 80%, and they are all inextricably linked to the yamen.
These days, there are not many clean officials. Before these people hide, as long as they spread their misdeeds and evidence to everyone, it will be enough to make the local government miserable.
Of course, no matter how powerful the underground forces are, they cannot compete with the imperial institutions.
But as long as it causes chaos and hides before the other party can make a move, that's enough!
"What is certain is that when the eldest brother was trapped three years ago, the two saints fought in the capital. The red sleeve moves made a lot of moves, and a conflict broke out with Sister Honglian. However, because the holy technique was silent, our people simply could not
Can't find any useful information!"
Qingzhu frowned and pondered for a while, then looked at Wu Ming with burning eyes, "I just don't know if Red Sleeve Moves has intervened again among the forces that took action this time!"
As the earliest member of Prince Wu's disciples and a die-hard follower of Wu Ming, he knew very well the relationship between Wu Ming and Hong Xiuzhao, and he also knew how terrifying this one of the three major killer forces in China was.
Sword Saint Li Twelve Niang is enough to make Tianpin Sect fearful!
But it was about Hong Lian, the sister who cared for him the most and treated him as a relative. Even if she was a saint, he would dare to draw his sword.
It's just that today's Qingzhu is no longer the angry young man of the past. Instead, he has learned to be patient, perseverant, flexible and flexible, knows how to lie dormant, and will never act impulsively.
"snort!"
A cold light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.
Recalling back then, Li Twelve Niang, with her supreme semi-saint status, almost killed him by intimidating and tempting him. Although there was Chu Chu and Li Sisi between them, Wu Ming did not forget it for a moment.
He is not a generous person to begin with, and if he really dares to provoke him this time, he will never let it go easily.
Qingzhu smiled slightly.
This is still his eldest brother. Even though he has not seen him for three years, he is still the proud and unrivaled genius. His heroic spirit has not been diminished by three years of imprisonment!
"It's not your turn to worry about me!"
Wu Ming scolded with a smile, took out the blood-letting book and pointed at it, and five light spots flashed away.
In front of Qingzhu, there are almost no secrets that need to be concealed, and the former will not interfere. This is a tacit understanding gained by the two people's ten years of friendship.
"Brother, I also found out whose hands your Lengyue Sword fell into!"
Qingzhu knew that Wu Ming was arranging manpower to investigate, so the conversation changed.
"I already know this!"
Wu Ming shook his head indifferently, as if he didn't take it to heart at all.
Qingzhu was slightly surprised, but he knew what a treasure the Lengyue Sword was. If he had this sword in his hand, even Wu Ming's strength would be greatly enhanced.
"The time has not come yet!"
Wu Ming didn't explain much. He had obviously thought about it and changed the topic, "The sword slave left for the Western Regions and now has lost contact. Yaksha, Ao Liang, and Huan Zhenzhen can't contact him. What happened in Shigu Academy
What happened, I still don’t know much about!”
Qingzhu's expression darkened for a moment, and murderous intent flashed across his handsome yet resolute face.
At that time, he was blind and Wu Ming was not in the capital. It was Sang Jingjing who taught him martial arts and Wu Fu personally taught him. The soldiers from the attached middle school treated him like a little brother, allowing this beggar who had been helpless since childhood to taste the warmth of home.
But all this was ruined three years ago!
If Wu Ming hadn't been trapped and had not left behind an ironclad order when he was delivering the treasure ship and the Dragon Saint's legacy, not allowing anyone to take revenge before he returned. He would have been hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate the people involved in the incident.
!
"Brother, why don't you let me kill them?"
Qingzhu couldn't help but ask.
Even though he knew how to be patient and learn to be flexible and flexible, Qingzhu couldn't help but feel murderous intent whenever he thought of Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing who were still waiting to die.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming grinned, his white teeth exuding a cold light that made people shudder. "We are human beings first. A catastrophe is coming. If we provoke civil strife without permission, any force will be destroyed in an instant if all forces go all out."
"Can……"
"Nothing but!"
Wu Ming suppressed his smile and couldn't express his happiness or anger. He stood in front of the window sill and looked at the busy traffic outside the window. "Back then, my uncle, Mr. Linyuan, died in the Demon Cave, and the ancestor Xuan Sheng was trapped in the outer world. These people set up a dragnet to trap them."
I was trapped in a prison for three years.
You should be very clear about what this means!"
"I see!"
Qingzhu slowly lowered his head and made a clenching sound with his fists.
Is there anything in the world that is more painful than watching someone you consider a parent die in front of your eyes, but you are powerless to do anything about it, and you know that your loved one is imprisoned and suffering, but you can only endure it again and again?
"Everyone is waiting. They are waiting for the invasion of demons. Fortunately, in the chaos, they can kill demons and get blessings from heaven and earth, thereby laying their own foundation and gaining the destiny of China. Even if they die in the chaos, they will still be alive."
Fuze descendants!"
Wu Ming took a breath and said with a cold face, "I hate, I hate that I was too forbearing back then and blindly chose to give in and consolidate the foundation, but I forgot that the journey of martial arts is to be brave and diligent, to forge ahead with determination, and to retreat if you don't advance.
I even want to obtain the blessings from heaven and earth in the midst of the evil calamity and lay the foundation of the holy way."
"Brother!"
Qingzhu's eyes turned red.
How could he not know that Wu Ming was blaming himself?
Did Wu Ming succeed?
The answer is yes, and it is an unexpected success, but at what cost?
At that time, Ku Ye's Holy Soul peeked into the sky and vaguely saw an opportunity, so he kept telling Wu Ming to seize the opportunity.
Wu Ming didn't believe it at first, but later he noticed the clues. However, looking at the prodigies from all over the world, almost all of them had the appearance of a semi-saint, but they still suppressed their realm.
Someone as strong as Zhao Shuhang also broke through by fighting the demons during the demonic calamity!
Three years of demonic calamity, how many times can one break through to become a semi-saint?
Looking at the five countries of China, there are no less than ten countries. This is in just three years, and there will be more as time goes by.
On the other hand, before, there may not have been so many powerful semi-saints in a hundred years!
What it is for is already self-evident!
Even so, Wu Ming and Qingzhu's current cultivation level is an achievement that 99% of the world's warriors will not be able to achieve in their lifetime.
In less than ten years, he reached the peak of Grand Master status, touched the martial arts spiritual platform, could fight against half-saints, was the supreme genius, was invincible, and attracted countless geniuses to surrender!
But if you really think about it, Wu Ming actually only practiced for five years. He was imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple for two years, just to break the situation and lay the foundation. He was imprisoned for another three years, suffering in the four holy punishment secret arts.
If it were an ordinary person, even an extremely talented person, or even a semi-saint, would probably be tortured crazy!
"Don't worry, I can hold on. They say someone tall will hold up if the sky falls. I'm not tall, but I have a strong head!"
Wu Ming patted Qingzhu's thin shoulder, patted his head with one hand and laughed, laughing wildly, confidently, crazily, and terrifyingly.
Today, he is like a copper pea that cannot be cooked or smashed. It is as loud as a copper pea. It is like a lump in the throat and a light on the back. As long as he is alive, it is the greatest victory!
Therefore, he will not give the enemy any chance!
The two chatted a lot, drank wine, and talked all over the world, mostly Qingzhu talking, Wu Ming listened, listening to the former's experience in the past three years, it seemed to make up for the three-year gap in his own life, as if he had experienced it himself!
The sun sets and the stars are sparse, until the sun rises three o'clock, which lasts for a whole day and a night. The food and wine are changed from table to table. The waiter is not surprised. What kind of customers have not been seen these days?
"Found it, let's go!"
Until the sun set in the west and the sunset glow was like blood, Wu Ming opened the blood book and took a look at the spiritual contract. The five light spots on it flashed in unison for a long time, and left with Qingzhu to pay the bill. (To be continued)