In fact, the young man did not overestimate his capabilities. He had just joined Wu Ming's army. Even if he was forced to submit, the strength and foundation that Wu Ming showed was definitely not something he could just say and see.
Unsurprisingly, when thousands of vines rolled out and covered the sandy road, the young man could only give up and walked aside to heal his wounds alone, like a beast licking his wounds.
As for other people's ridicule or not, they turned a blind eye, as if they didn't take it to heart at all.
"This person's name is Huangfu Zhao, and he is a descendant of a large tribe in the Western Regions. Although he has been hiding anonymously for more than ten years, I discovered the clues in an accidental attack. He is the Ziyang Palm, the secret skill of the Huangfu family!
"
The Three Saints walked side by side beside Wu Ming, "This Purple Sun Palm is a unique skill that stands out from the Zhenjing level exercise "Purple Yang Sutra". A small achievement can gather the power of the Zi Yang, which can specifically destroy the physical body's qi and blood, and a big achievement can burn it."
The true essence, even the soul of the soul!"
"Although the name of this technique sounds overbearing and even has some magical connotations, it feels like a unique skill of the Taoist lineage. It seems that you are a little interested!"
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and said in surprise.
Although it is true that it is an external incarnation, Wu Ming has given Sansheng Nirvana great autonomy, allowing him to take the initiative to mention it, which is by no means aimless.
What surprised him was that he didn't take action even though he already knew the details of the other party.
"You are right!"
Although Sansheng Nirvana agreed with Wu Ming's words, he shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm interested, but that I'm interested in this palm technique and even the true inheritance of Ziyang Sutra, or in other words, it's really possible to have an intersection with it.
It’s you!”
"I?"
Wu Ming frowned slightly and muttered, "Name!"
"Zhantai destroys Ming!"
The virtual painting on the right hand of Sansheng Nirvana was drawn around and around, and a water curtain-like light and shadow appeared in front of him. He pointed at the figure in it and said, "The leader of this generation of Snow Mountain, the peerless genius who overwhelms the contemporary warriors in the Western Regions!"
"snort!"
Wu Ming gave him a cold look, just hearing the name made him unhappy.
Although he is not such a superficial person, at his current level of cultivation, he has a vague but special feeling that this person will definitely interact with him.
Moreover, it is definitely not a good thing!
"I'm no match for him now!"
Sansheng Nirvana looked unpredictable, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, "But I once took a look at it from a distance, and its momentum was as high as the sun. Especially after practicing the Ziyang Sutra, it even integrated the supreme magical power of the Snow Mountain "Great Compassion Fu", and the two phases
Combined, they form the harmonious force of yin and yang, with unparalleled power."
"The way of yin and yang?"
Wu Ming was slightly surprised, and after some calculation in his mind, he said, "The person who can make you call him a peerless genius must be someone similar to Zhao Shuhang."
"Yes, this person has recently broken through the second level of the divine treasure, turned into a great millstone of yin and yang, and possesses supreme killing power!"
Sansheng Nirvana nodded.
"It doesn't matter. No matter how strong he is, he can only defeat me based on his cultivation. When this trip is over, I will give him a beating and let him change his name!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"hehe!"
Sansheng Nirvana smiled faintly and had no objection to Wu Ming's domineering attitude. He changed the subject and said, "In addition to him, there have been several outstanding figures in China recently. You should also pay attention to them. The most important one is
Xiang Shaolong of the Middle Tang Dynasty and Lu Fengxian of the Southern Wei Dynasty. The former is the direct descendant of the overlord family of the Chu region in the heyday of the Middle Ages, and the latter is the descendant of the God of War in the troubled times of the late Middle Ages. Both of them are peerless talents who can carry the cauldron."
"Can you carry the cauldron?"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, with a hint of emotion.
This capable of carrying a tripod is not the thousand-pound copper tripod used in temples or sacrifices, but the legendary tripod of Jiuding Zhenzhou!
In ancient times, the human race rose up and occupied the master of China in one fell swoop. Unfortunately, at the beginning of the troubled times, demons were still dancing wildly. In order to determine the fate of the cauldron, the powerful man of the human race forged the Nine Cauldrons, integrating it with the luck and stabilizing the general trend of the human race.
Although the legend is true, Wu Ming collected so many unofficial histories but could not find any evidence, but it was groundless.
This ability to carry the cauldron refers to the destiny of the human race.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. A tripod will be added to your body, and your luck will follow!
"If nothing else, it seems that you have no intersection now, but the paths you are taking are very similar. You are both trying to prove the Tao with your strength and perform the feat of setting the world in troubled times!"
There was a solemn look on Sansheng Nirvana's face, and he solemnly said, "So, it's only a matter of time before you two fight!"
"hehe!"
Wu Ming laughed and shook his head. He didn't care about Sansheng Nirvana's surprised expression and said calmly, "This kind of thing can be directly communicated with my mind. Why do you need to explain it sentence by sentence?"
Sansheng Nirvana looked a little unnatural and said after a moment of silence, "This makes me feel more like a human being!"
"You are a human being!"
Wu Ming chuckled lightly, ignoring the three holy saints who were stunned, walked straight to the lake, sat on the recliner again, closed his eyes and rested.
It looked like he was sleeping peacefully, but in fact, he was not. The thoughts in his heart were like a surge, one wave higher than the other. However, after turning over countless thoughts in a moment, he gradually calmed down.
"To prove the Tao through force? Haha, all roads lead to one, different paths lead to the same destination, what path is not Zhou?"
Although the breakthrough was delayed due to an accident, and a trace of his own Qi was leaked, allowing others to see the difference in martial arts, no one could catch the true purpose of that ray of Qi.
Because Wu Ming didn’t even know where his path would lead!
Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and everyone had almost recovered from their injuries. They were all ready to go, some were excited, some were indifferent, some were unruly, standing on the edge of the oasis, but they all stared at the lake with burning eyes.
There, someone trapped them, but it also brought opportunities!
In troubled times, the opportunity that can save one's life and even make further progress is an opportunity that a casual cultivator could not even think of in the past.
"Thank you for the three of you who have checked this trip. This is the secret key to lift the restrictions on the three of you. After it is completed, the other half will be given to you. You three don't have to worry. The Western Region is far away from the Eastern Song Dynasty. With such a distance, no one can
I can hurt you through the restriction!"
By the small lake, Wu Ming took out three secret keys and jade slips with runes engraved on them.
"Little things!"
Old Ghost Zhou took it carelessly, checked it, and then refined the secret key into his body, looking relaxed for a while.
"This is……"
After Han Laomo looked at the jade slip, his face turned even darker.
"Good boy, you are so ruthless that you want to kill everyone in your lineage?"
After Long Po looked at it, his old face twitched and his dry hands shook a few times.
"What and what?"
Old ghost Zhou's face suddenly stiffened, and he hurriedly checked the jade slip again. His face became increasingly ugly, and he stared at Wu Mingdao fiercely, "You are not trying to kill the inheritance of this lineage. You think you don't die fast enough, and you want to
Are you trying to drag us down? Looking at the state, who can bear this responsibility?"
"Don't worry, it's not you who take action, as long as the three of you help me keep an eye on it!"
Wu Ming looked indifferent and said without any pressure, "Besides, who said that the inheritance of the line is going to be destroyed? Haven't the three of you stopped breaking and then standing up?"
"you……"
Both Zhou Laogui and Han Laomo looked a little ugly, and they couldn't help but look at Long Po. Only this demonic evildoer really had the right to speak.
"If we don't get this right, we'll get into a lot of trouble, and..."
Luang Po said hesitantly.
“No and!”
Wu Ming shook his head indifferently, waved his hands and said, "You three, please leave as soon as possible, I have a guest coming soon!"
"snort!"
Long Po's old face was ashen, she stamped her feet fiercely, turned around and left.
Old Ghost Zhou and Old Devil Han looked at each other, but in the end they didn't say anything and hurriedly followed.
"Although you are leading the team in secret, what you are doing is equally dangerous. Those three old demons are ruthless. Even if there are restrictions on them, you have to guard against them!"
Wu Ming called Chen Fengyu and others and gave each of them a secret key. His eyes suddenly turned cold and he said, "If there is a crisis, let them take action. If they refuse... kill them!"
"Don't worry, Lord!"
Chen Fengyu looked solemn, bowed and saluted, received the secret key and left the oasis, ordered a group of newly recruited members of the Tianxing Dao tribe, and soon disappeared into the vast desert wind and sand.
Everyone didn't waste any time and received the secret keys one by one. According to the pre-arranged arrangements, they went to their goals with their hands.
"Hmph, destroying families and destroying families starts from here!"
Wu Ming's eyes were sharp, as if he saw something through the whistling wind and sand. After squinting his eyes slightly, he waved his hand and saw four petite figures in front of him, as well as a table full of delicacies.
"Play a song for me!"
Wu Ming knocked on the table happily and said.
The four little fox girls looked at each other. Although they were shivering, they still took out several musical instruments as instructed. One played the harp, one whistled, and one played the flute.
But I was really scared in my heart, and my voice was trembling, pitifully like mourning!
"Hehe, that friend of mine is a flying eagle giant bandit from Helan Mountain. He is cruel and murderous by nature. Not to mention ferocious beasts and aliens, even humans like to be skinned, cramped, and killed alive!"
Wu Ming knocked on the table and said with a malicious threat, "If you don't blow well later and make me lose face, I will give you to him and take you to the gangster's den!"
Unfortunately, everything backfired. This threat was completely counterproductive. It was barely a song just now, but now it's completely depressing!
"never mind!"
Wu Ming seemed to suddenly become generous, waving his hands and saying, "Look at how clumsy you are, so you can only give me a slap on your legs and shoulders!"
"嘤嘤嘤!"
The four little fox girls, as if they had been granted amnesty, hurriedly gave a certain wealthy landowner a beating on their legs and shoulders.
"Hahaha, Brother Wu, you are finally here!"
I don't know how long it took, a long laugh came, and I felt that the wind and sand had stopped, dark clouds covered the sky, and there was a giant eagle with a hundred feet in the sky, and four figures jumped down from it.
"Brother!"
The four little fox girls were trembling in fear of the giant eagle, but a figure flew close to them, bowed their heads, and it turned out to be Qingzhu.
The other three people were Helian Liuruo and two foreign subordinates. However, before they could step forward, their expressions suddenly changed and they stared warily at a figure that suddenly appeared in the field.
"Um?"
Wu Ming's face darkened, and he stared at Long Po with cold eyes. Unexpectedly, she left and came back again. What was she doing?
"Young Master Aotian!"
Unexpectedly, Long Po did not come towards him, nor was he Helian Liuruo, but he hugged Qingzhu with great excitement and stood up with his sword drawn, and he was already stunned!