Eight hundred and thirty fourth chapter nine secluded mao Mei appeared
"Young Master Wei's mind is beyond what ordinary people like us can know. Old dog, I just want to leave here, return to Goguryeo, and settle a matter on my mind. Old dog, I don't have such great ambitions. The four ancient martial arts sects
No matter what the luck is, no matter what the luck of the world is, what does it have to do with me, old dog? Living and settling down is not about selfishness, but the true open road. Everyone in the world has the destiny of the world. There must be four major ancient martial arts sects.
The fate of the ancient martial arts sect cannot be changed by an individual."
Wei Zixiu didn't take Lao Gou's negative words to heart. He just nodded slightly and said calmly: "Senior, Wanwan certainly understands what he means. No one can change anything, but if I don't do it, it's another matter."
It’s the same thing, so I know that the road ahead will be arduous and difficult, and I will keep going. The road to martial arts is so far away, so boundless, and the world belongs to everyone in the world. We are content with being in a corner, and we are really worthy of our cultivation."
"Young Master Wei's grand ambitions are something that we and other Skylarks can't understand. I just hope that this cooperation can go smoothly. If anything goes wrong in the process, everything will be empty talk." The wrinkled old woman couldn't help but let out a strange sound.
With a smile, she said to Wei Zixiu and Lao Gou.
The sinless monk who had not spoken to him waved his worn monk clothes, clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant, saying: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? No matter whether he succeeds or not, this little monk feels guilty in his heart. The Netherworld Cult sacrificed a peerless weapon,
I hope that the Ye Ming Palace has a countermeasure, otherwise due to the selfishness of the young monk, this extremely cold city will become a river of blood, and it will be difficult for the young monk to wash away his sins even if he is thrown into the eighteenth level of hell."
"Now that the matter has come to this, there is no need for Master Guilty to feel guilty or uneasy. Mr. Wei, are you sure that the person you have arranged to get the Holy Order? The Xuanwu Holy Order is crucial, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted." Hua Qiniang turned to Wei Zixiu with a smile.
Said. "It's foolproof. If that person can't even do such a simple thing well, then all my years of cultivation will be in vain. This person is a key. We have made so many moves, isn't it just to give that person a chance?"
Take advantage of it. The ruthless path and the path of life and death have become the most concerned areas of Ye Ming Palace. How can they have the energy to distract themselves from other things? This time it is imperative."
Feeling Wei Zixiu's strong confidence and careful arrangements, the other three people were obviously relieved after hearing this. It was obvious that they had arranged so much for that person's actions, just for that person's shocking move. Although they
They didn't know the identity of the person Wei Zixiu mentioned, but they naturally knew that the person was extraordinary. He had been hiding in Yeming Palace without revealing any clues.
"Master Wei, can you tell me who is the most sacred person? He is so favored by Master Wei, and Master Wei has great confidence in people, but he doesn't know which elder of Yeming Palace it is?" Hua Qiniang
She asked the gentle and genial young man very curiously. Not only was she very curious, but even the old dog and the innocent monk cast curious glances from their eyes. They were not sure about the true identity of the person hidden in the Night Palace.
Also very curious.
"This matter should be left open to me for a while. It is of great importance. We will wait until the overall situation is decided. It should be almost time. I will go to the palace first and wait for the good news from me." Wei Zixiu stood up and said to the other three people,
His expression was as warm as spring and filled with a warm aura like the warm sun. He did not reveal the identity of the person, he bowed his hands to everyone politely, and then left with elegant steps.
"The Holy Order of Xuanwu and the Netherworld Blood Sword are both your targets, right? Do you not care about Mao Mei's life and death by making this arrangement? There are only a few people left in our Jiuyou Sect, do you just want to watch it with open eyes?
Is the flame of the Jiuyou Sect facing the danger of being extinguished? Although you have obtained his inheritance, you are not him, what on earth do you want to do?" Wei Zixiu was silent along the way, but what followed closely behind him was
Chen Kui, who looked like a ghost, kept asking questions behind him, and his tone began to become a little fierce.
Wei Zixiu slowly turned around. He did not answer the other party's words, but looked at the other party calmly. There was only a cold chill coming from his warm spring-like face. His eyes were like stars.
At this time, his eyes also transformed into two cold gazes, which seemed to penetrate from the abyss, cold and evil. As soon as Chen Kui's gaze touched his, there was a sudden bang in his mind,
It was a gaze that he couldn't look directly into. If there really was someone in this world whose gaze could kill, then Wei Zixiu in front of him definitely had this ability.
"If the same words come out of your mouth a second time, then you are a dead person. Don't question or talk nonsense. I don't have time to explain anything to you. If you die, your next successor will be
Will appear."
Hearing Wei Zixiu's words, Chen Kui's ghost-like face turned pale inexplicably. Although the words were not very loud, they penetrated his eardrums like needles, making his whole body tremble. He subconsciously
He lowered his head, and he no longer dared to look at that gentle and jade-like young man. There was too much darkness in his eyes. If there really is hell in this world, then there is a hell in Wei Zixiu's eyes.
Real hell. Although he looks like a ghost, he is still a human being, a living person.
The simple Xuanwu Holy Order glowed with a thick yellow light, and the whole room was filled with soft luster. The tall Beibing Xuance's eyes showed a hint of joy, and he held the Holy Order tightly with his right hand.
A strong aura suddenly surged around him. He stared nervously at the holy order. Obviously, the Xuanwu Holy Order did not disappoint him. He felt a sacred breath coming from the holy order.
And out.
Blinking her eyes, Beibing Yunduo's curious gaze also fell on the Xuanwu Holy Order in her father's hand. She felt that there was a breath of comfort coming from the Holy Order.
The soft yellow light became brighter as Beibing Xuance's internal energy surged in. The smooth and intoxicating feeling arose from the bottom of her heart, causing the oppressive dullness in her chest.
The sensation was light, and she could even feel the long needle sealed in her body trembling slightly.
Beibing Xuance solemnly moved the Xuanwu Holy Order to his daughter's chest. A soft luster emitted from the Holy Order and surrounded the two of them. A burst of tearing pain surged from his chest.
Coming, Beibing Yunduo couldn't help but frown. She felt that the long needle on her chest was moving, moving out of her body, but she couldn't move at all. The colorful cold soul needle was covered by
The old woman used a unique technique to pierce her body, sealing all the true energy in her body. As soon as the long needle moved, she would feel the true energy in her body become violent.
As the Xuanwu Holy Order emitted a soft luster that became brighter and brighter, a simple yet majestic breath penetrated from her chest, and that simple and majestic Qi instantly suppressed the violent breath in her body.
She could clearly feel all this, and Beibing Xuance, who was also holding the Holy Order, could also feel all this. He carefully penetrated his inner power into the Holy Order, neither too much nor too little.
The Seven-Colored Cold Soul Divine Needle seemed to have encountered a nemesis, trembling constantly. A strong attraction emerged from the holy order, slowly attracting the long needle. And the only person maintaining this attraction was the
In addition to the function of the Holy Order itself, Beibing Xuance's internal power also serves as an introduction. Therefore, Beibing Xuance does not dare to take it lightly at all. He evenly instills his inner power into the Holy Order, and a stream of suction force flows from it.
The holy order revealed, and the seven-colored cold soul needle was slowly forced out from Beibing Yunduo's chest.
A thin layer of sweat began to appear on Beibing Xuance's forehead. Although it did not consume too much of his internal energy, his spirit was highly concentrated, and it was impossible for the Holy Order to destroy the colorful cold soul god in one go.
When the needle was forced out, he could only move slowly and slowly. He knew that if he was a little bit negligent, his daughter's life would be in danger if she lost all her internal strength. So Beibing Xuance knew that he would face a disaster.
The war is not so exhausting.
The soft light became brighter and brighter, and the maid standing behind Beibing Yunduo also had a look of surprise in her eyes. Because she saw a faint colorful light shining in the soft yellow light, and the colorful cold
A portion of the Po Shen Needle has been exposed outside Bei Bing Yunduo's body. Although it is a few inches long needle, the process of reappearing from Bei Bing Yunduo's body to her body seems to have taken a long time.
As the colorful magic needle moved away from his body, Beibing Yunduo clearly felt that the true energy in his body began to gather, and the layers of ancient brilliance that enveloped his body were pouring down like thin rain.
The infuriating energy in her body slowly stabilized. At the same time, she also saw a few rays of colorful light flowing in the soft brilliance, and she knew that the magic needle was about to be forced out of her body.
It was as if the shackles all over her body were instantly disintegrated, and an unexplained sense of relief returned to her body.
Beibing Xuance's tight nerves began to relax. He didn't know how much time had passed. He only knew that this process was extremely difficult. Even though he held the Xuanwu Holy Order in his hand, he still had lingering fears.
. He himself never thought that the first time he used this Xuanwu Holy Order, it would actually be used to save his daughter. Seeing the nearly half-inch-long seven-colored magic needle exposed, a look of relief suddenly appeared on his face.
smile.
Although the seven-colored needle was gradually forced out of Beibing Yunduo's chest, Beibing Xuance did not take it lightly. His tense nerves relaxed, but he still knew that the seven-colored needle left Beibing Yunduo's body.
That moment was the real key. So he had to hold back his stretched smile again, and evenly instilled the true energy towards the holy order.
The long needle moved outward from Bei Bing Yunduo's chest section by section. The violent Qi was suppressed by the simple and majestic Qi machine, causing Bei Bing Yunduo to feel an instant tearing pain, and that kind of pain was so intense that
Naturally, it went away quickly. Then the soft light mixed with colorful light became more and more intense. She knew that the magic needle would soon be forced out of her body by the holy order, and she couldn't help feeling happy.
.
In the end, the seven-colored cold soul needle seemed to be still struggling most thoroughly. The long needle trembled violently, causing the true energy in Beibing Yunduo's body to become chaotic, as if the seven-colored cold soul needle was doing something before death.
The counterattack. The tearing pain swept over like a huge wave, making Beibing Yunduo's whole body tremble. Beibing Xuance was even more anxious. The moment the colorful needle left Beibing Yunduo,
, he quickly grabbed it with his left hand and grabbed it towards the colorful light.
But what Beibing Xuance didn't expect was that as soon as his palm came into contact with the seven-colored cold soul needle, he felt a strange force pouring into his palm from the needle. Then he felt
The magical needle trembled a few times in his palm, and he didn't notice it at first, but then he felt the strange power of the seven-colored cold soul needle rushing from his palm to his left arm, causing him to