Something happened that shocked the entire Qing Shaliu.
In one day, the Protector of Wind and Rain welcomed back Hua Zhi, the owner of the Demon Seal, quickly united the Demon Party, and almost came to blows with the leader.
Unexpectedly, in the end, the two sides ended up in reconciliation. The leader Gongsun Xuanye even announced that Huazhi would be the holy son and he would succeed him as the leader in the future.
As soon as this news came out, both camps breathed a sigh of relief.
No one wants to get to the last step. Even though they know that the current peace is just an illusion, no one will give up. But with a buffer, both sides can fight according to their own abilities.
After the show, Aunt Lei rushed to Luluo's boudoir first and told her the 'good news' of the marriage. However, the scene of Luluo's acceptance that she imagined did not happen, and instead she was sternly rejected.
Aunt Lei said anxiously: "Holy girl, I can't stand you, but the matter has come to this. Although that boy is hateful, he can barely match you..."
There is a meaning in and out of the words. Holy girl, your innocence has been destroyed. You have no other choice but to accept your fate. Fortunately, Zhuo Mufeng is not too bad, so let's make do with it.
Lu Luo's pretty face turned pale, and tears gathered in her eyes: "Mom, there is no need to persuade me. I just treated that matter as if I was bitten by a dog! Why can men be indifferent, but we women have to bow our heads? Even if this world is like this, I, Lu Luo,
I won’t give in, absolutely not!”
Having watched each other grow up, Aunt Lei knew that Luluo was extremely determined and did things that were different from ordinary women, but she never expected that she could not make concessions even when it came to the issue of innocence.
Aunt Lei didn't know whether to be proud or distressed. She was even more worried that one day, the saint would be scarred by the world because of her rampage.
"Auntie, since that person has become the Holy Son, it means that the master does not want to break up with him immediately. Don't worry, Luluo will not mess around. But one day, I will kill him with my own hands!"
Luluo wiped away her tears, her cold and unparalleled face filled with unshakable determination.
Aunt Lei, who was familiar with her temper, could only say a low sigh when she saw this, and she couldn't help but feel glad that she had spared her efforts and did not let the boss reveal the news of the marriage.
Because of Lu Luo's persistence, the marriage was naturally delayed. In fact, Lu Luo's original intention was to refuse, but Aunt Lei and Gongsun Xuanye had their own considerations and did not insist on speaking out.
When Zhuo Mufeng learned about this, he was overjoyed and relaxed all over. He secretly thought to give himself some more time, and when he was strong enough, the old woman would not dare to threaten him, and the marriage would be canceled naturally.
Another thing that made Zhuo Mufeng ecstatic was that after he became the Holy Son of Qingsha Liu, his power pillar value surged, reaching an astonishing 77,988 points!
After the last transformation of Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique and Bodhidharma Divine Sword, the power column value is still 15971 points. It has increased slightly during this period, which should be due to the recruitment of manpower by Hidden Village and Haoqi Sect.
However, the two major forces are now acting cautiously, and they are destined to be unable to increase too much at once. It is the power of Qing Shaliu that makes Zhuo Mufeng look at it with admiration.
Gongsun Xuanye only gave him the position of Holy Son, but no specific authority. According to Zhuo Mufeng's estimation, the increase of more than 60,000 points should refer to the Demon Party.
After what happened today, the Demon Party has completely pledged allegiance to him and gained the name of the Holy Son, so it was recorded by Quanwu Shrine and turned into a pillar of power.
It is conceivable that there are so many people in the Demon Party alone, so what about the leader? The Qingsha style is not very prominent among the four twelve streams of the Demon Sect, so how strong will the other schools be?
?
A centipede insect, dead but not stiff, I am afraid that the whole world has underestimated the power of the Demon Sect. It has been dormant for more than three hundred years, and this force that once swept the world is secretly gaining momentum, and one day it will surely make huge waves again!
Zhuo Mufeng can't control that much for the time being, and he doesn't have the ability to control it. He only knows that after the power column value exceeds 60,000 points, it is enough to upgrade a five-star martial arts to a perfect level!
Laughing wildly in his heart, after finally dealing with Chu Guangzhao and others who came to pay their respects, Zhuo Mufeng couldn't wait to close the door, cross his legs on the bed, and enter the Quanwu Palace with his mind.
Now he possesses three five-star martial arts, namely the Dao Heart Demon Technique, the Nine Rainbow Sword Technique and the Bodhidharma Sword. The first two have been completed, and he can choose one to upgrade to the perfect level.
This choice is not difficult. Internal strength is the foundation of a martial artist. If the internal strength is strong, any aspect will be improved. What's more, the Taoist Heart Planting Demon Technique is a top five-star martial arts. Once it is practiced to perfection, the benefits will be unimaginable.
As soon as I thought about it, the value of the weight pillar dropped sharply, suddenly reaching 17988 points.
At this moment, an indescribable and incomparable aura suddenly surged out of Zhuo Mufeng, which seemed holy and a bit devilish. It was like the intersection of black and white, the coexistence of good and evil. Between the twists and turns of the space, the contrast was so great
Sitting in the center, he seems to be far away from the world, neither on this shore nor on the other shore, but between truth and falsehood.
Zhuo Mufeng opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be dark green. The perfect blend of holy and evil aura in his body made him look like a terrifying figure between immortals and demons. He was incomprehensible and immeasurable.
, which can make people breathless.
"The coexistence of Taoist demons can be so wonderful."
In Zhuo Mufeng's world at this time, the fluctuations of the surrounding things became clearer. If it was just a line before, then now it is a dot. These dots constitute a running trajectory, which allows him to easily detect anything.
The gate of life.
When applied to a duel, the opponent's flaws will be clearly visible and they will all become the targets of Zhuo Mufeng's attacks. It can be said that this alone is enough to greatly increase Zhuo Mufeng's strength.
Not to mention, with the completion of the Dao Heart Demonic Planting Technique, Zhuo Mufeng's internal strength surged, like a torrential river and sea, almost endless.
You must know that among the one hundred Tianxing Ranking masters in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, you can count them on one hand who can cultivate the five-star internal strength to a perfect level. It seems that only a few people such as Tao Baibai and Xiaoyaohou are the only ones.
Talents as high as Wu Guanting's are still a short distance away from perfection because of their age.
Zhuo Mufeng is only twenty-one years old this year, but he has perfected the top five-star martial arts. It is unimaginable what kind of terrifying sensation this will cause once the outside world learns about it!
Of course, this does not mean that Zhuo Mufeng's strength surpasses that of Wu Guanting and his like. The gap between him and the latter is almost all-round, with only internal strength leading him.
When he stopped exercising, the distorted space in the room was immediately smoothed, and Zhuo Mufeng's eyes returned to their original color. However, his temperament changed invisibly.
In the past, he looked upright and heroic, with the air of a young knight in the martial arts world. But now, there is a bit of evil and elegant air between his eyebrows.
Especially when he looks at something, the strange charm he exudes unconsciously is actually very intoxicating.
Zhuo Mufeng pushed the door open and saw Feng Xingba and Yu Shishi standing outside. They were all shocked when they saw him. Especially Yu Shishi, whose elegant face turned red.
"You two have been outside the door?" Zhuo Mufeng frowned quietly.
Feng Xingba said with a flattering smile: "Don't blame me, Holy Son, we are afraid that some short-sighted people will provoke you." I am convinced that people from the leader's line do not dare to act rashly, but Feng Yu and the others are still uneasy.
Knowing that the two of them had good intentions, and Zhuo Mufeng also felt more at ease with the two of them, he smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, you two."
The two of them didn't dare to talk. Feng Xingba looked inside the house and finally said with curiosity: "Holy Son, did something happen in the house just now?"
With the martial arts skills of Feng Yu and the others, the previous movements could not be concealed. Zhuo Mufeng simply said: "I have an occasional feeling that I have made a breakthrough in my skills. It's not worth mentioning."
Feeling relaxed, he walked forward and admired the surrounding scenery, leaving Feng Yu and Feng Yu looking at each other.
Feng Xingba clicked his tongue and said: "Our Holy Son is too terrifying. The fluctuation just now is at most worse than Feng. The Holy Son's current martial arts is probably ranked among the top forty on the Star Ranking."
Yu Shishi gasped. In her impression, among the top forty experts, there were only two or three who were under the age of forty-five. The existence of Zhuo Mufeng was too eye-catching, like a fantasy.
But she knew that Feng Xingba’s other things were unreliable, and she would never lie about this kind of thing. Looking at Zhuo Mufeng’s outstanding back, Yu Shishi couldn’t help but feel his heart rippling, and he was even more passionate about Qing Shaliu’s future.
Surge.
After staying in Qingshaliu for three days and handing in half of the Myriad Transformation Demonic Art silently, Zhuo Mufeng proposed to leave.
Gongsun Xuanye did not stop him. Putting Zhuo Mufeng in the main forum would only further deepen the unity of the Demon Party. He wished that the other party would get out of the house as soon as possible. Of course, necessary instructions were indispensable, such as paying more attention to Qingshaliu after going out and contacting each other if anything happened.
etc.
Zhuo Mufeng agreed one by one, and then left smoothly under the escort of Protector Fengyu. Until the end, he never saw Luluo again.
Little did he know, Luluo was standing in front of Xianggui's window, her already cold eyes devoid of warmth, holding the scimitar at her waist, staring at his back until he disappeared.
"Thief, I will never let you go!"
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It is a good time in early spring, when warblers are flying, grass is growing, butterflies are dancing, and everywhere you look is green and full of life.
However, just on the outskirts of Gusu City, dozens of miles away, an extremely thrilling and fierce fighting was taking place.
Wu Guanting's whole body was surrounded by a layer of silvery-white light. Every time he used his fists, feet, and palms, his silvery energy was either powerful or long-lasting and struck at his opponent. All the boulders within dozens of feet were exploded on the spot.
But his opponent was equally terrifying. He was an old man with yellow hair and a yellow beard. His aura was not as showy as Wu Guanting's, and there was no trace of energy fluctuations on his body.
However, every time the two of them collided head-on, the yellow-haired old man never lost. His seemingly restrained but powerful palm force frequently shocked Wu Guanting until his arms went numb.
On the other side, a white-haired middle-aged man waving a fly whisk, like a flowing cloud, was fighting with another slovenly old man, and they were inextricably linked. The phantom formed by the two of them covered a radius of dozens of feet, and it was obvious that they were
A master at the same level as Wu Guanting.
Further away, four women and one man were working together to resist the third old man with a lion head.
The four girls, one red and three white, are none other than Wu Yuanyuan, who is dressed in red and extremely charming. Chu Yuhuan, the owner of the second floor of Yanyu Tower who has a cold temperament and is extremely skilled in martial arts but was injured, and Lingluo, who is like walking out of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
Yang, and Bai Liyan, who has a lively personality but almost cried at this time.
The man was very young, probably not yet thirty years old, with brand new yellow clothes and a face like a crown jewel. He was using a spear in conjunction with the four women. His strength was impressively not inferior to that of Tang Xiu and others.
But even if the five people tried their best, the situation was not optimistic, and they gradually could not restrain the old man with the lion head.