Chapter 745: Great Immortal, are you still there?! (2-in-1)
唳~
The long cry of the goshawk makes the sky startle and stop the clouds.
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the red-blooded Taoist, who had not yet recovered from the heartache of having his protective magical weapon destroyed, felt a chill in his heart.
"Who is this?!"
The red-blooded Taoist almost vomited blood.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be just here to deliver the invitation...
"grass!"
With a sharp shout, the black iron shield shattered, and the red-blooded Taoist screamed in his heart.
But unexpectedly, after this blow, the stinging sensation behind him disappeared. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Wang Muzhi had already stopped his attack, as if he had given up on chasing him?
"Wang Muzhi..."
With a roar through gritted teeth, the red-blooded Taoist turned around and escaped into the ground again. Visible to the naked eye, the ground was infected with ink and quickly turned into black iron essence.
However, Wang Muzhi still did not move, but looked at the figure holding a bow and arrow on the back of the goshawk with regret and expectation:
"Come earlier, but I won't have to go to war... Fighting and killing is not what scholars should do..."
Buzz!
At this moment, the sun was setting over the mountains, and as night fell, the mountains and fields were already dim.
But in the next moment, a series of thunderbolts pierced the sky and illuminated the entire night.
Hundreds or even thousands of feet away, a group of people from all over the world could only see a vast expanse of white in front of their eyes, almost crying from being stabbed.
That lightning was very much like the light of divine punishment descended by the ancient thunder god. Its sharp edge not only covered the place where smoke and dust billowed, but also spread thousands of feet away.
A biting chill instantly enveloped everyone who witnessed the light.
"The Four Symbols and Arrows of God's Will..."
Wang Muzhi's eyes narrowed, even though he knew that the person coming would never do anything to him, at this moment, he could not help but move his index finger, and there was a sense of crisis in his heart.
This means that this arrow already has the power to threaten him.
"what?!"
Those who were watching from a distance already felt horrified in their hearts. The red-blooded Taoist who bore the brunt of the attack was almost frozen in place.
At this moment, half of his body was in the ground and half was outside. He raised his head in horror. His mind went blank for a moment, and then he let out a violent trembling sound that he had never heard in his life:
"Finger the ground becomes steel!"
The scarlet-blooded Taoist swore that this was an explosion with all his strength, only slightly inferior to Wang Muzhi's shocking blow just now.
But in order to withstand that blow, his protective magical weapon had been shattered, but at this moment, he used all his energy to activate the "Finger Ground Turning into Steel".
boom!
boom!
The earth was shaken violently, like an earth dragon turning over.
Under the illumination of the lightning, Wang Mu took a few steps back and saw a deep ink rising from the ground in front of him.
It was the essence of black iron that had been refined to the extreme. It stood up from the ground like a pillar or a mountain, and hit the thunder light from the sky and the earth.
At the same time, with the red-blood Taoist as the center, the ink boiled and the billowing clouds spread, actually supporting a dark iron shield as thick as a city wall!
Seeing this scene, even Wang Muzhi couldn't help but sigh that this beast's use of the magical power of "turning the ground into steel" has reached its peak.
Even Zhang Xuanba would not be able to break this kind of defense easily.
but……
"Why do you remember to eat but not to fight..."
Boom!
It was too late, but it was actually very fast. Before the thoughts in Wang Muzhi's mind had passed, accompanied by huge thunder, explosions of energy, and the screams of the red-blooded Taoist had broken through the surface of the earth and echoed in the night.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Most of his body was almost turned into charcoal. The red-blooded Taoist was so painful that he went crazy, and he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.
With the lesson learned last time, he didn't know that the thunder and lightning attribute could defeat him, but he had no choice but to block it with a shield. How could he withstand the Martial Saint's blow?
However, in his half-life, he has never seen anyone who knows how to use lightning skills. How come two of them jumped out today?
Or a Martial Saint?!
boom!
Before the scream could spread, it was drowned by the thunder.
Where an arrow landed, the electric current was only on the surface. The black iron essence beneath it, including the earth, was also pierced by the arrow in an instant.
Boom!
The earth exploded, and the unparalleled power fluctuation instantly shattered all objects within a radius of dozens of feet!
He even threw the remains of the red-blooded Taoist far away.
"ah!"
The screams that were drowned by the thunder just emerged again, and their screams were as shrill as the wail of a night owl, which made people shudder when they heard it.
call!
It wasn't until the shaking subsided and the light dissipated that the individual travelers in the distance saw the goshawk coming from a distance.
"you……"
The shadow in front of his eyes drooped, and the Scarlet Blood Taoist barely recovered from the severe pain. He looked up with difficulty and resentment.
He was a swordsman dressed in black, young and indifferent, and the chill of killing was lingering around him.
In addition, he felt a familiar and frightening aura on this person...
"Qingtian, shaking the earth... you are Zhang, no, you are Yang Yu?!"
After recognizing the person, the red-blooded Taoist couldn't hold back the blood any longer, and almost vomited out his internal organs.
The birth of Liansheng's mother shocked the world beyond all other major events, but he knew the horror of the person in front of him.
Compared with Qi Daoguang, the person in front of me who inherited the power to hold the sky and shake the earth is more like Zhang Xuanba back then.
What's even more terrifying is that this person had already killed Fan Ruyi before he reached the realm of martial saint.
At this moment, his aura...
"What kind of hairy god is this?"
Glancing at the remains that looked like charcoal, Yang Prison got the goshawk and took out a piece of dark iron remains to feel for a while, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
Having been dealing with gold and iron for many years, he knew as soon as he got his hands on it that this thing was indeed black iron...
"You can tell the ground to become steel. This is the only person in the world who can tell you how to do it. Who is he?"
Feeling the vast and heavy atmosphere in front of him, Wang Muzhi sighed in his heart.
This is what Martial Saint has become.
Moreover, his aura is far more pure than his own Martial Saint way, which means that he has not yet become the Ten Capitals...
"Red-blooded Taoist?"
Hearing this name, Yang Yu felt a move in his heart and urged Tongyou to look at it.
【Red Blooded Taoist】
[Fate: None]
[Fate number: two purple, three gold, one green and one white]
[Earth Plague God (Light Purple), Blood of Yaksha (Light Purple), Extremely Evil (Dark Gold), Strange Escape Technique (Dark Gold), Knowledge of All Apertures (Light Gold), Long Life (Light Green), Paranoid Personality (
white)】
[Supernatural power: Pointing the ground into steel]
[Magical weapon: Protective beads (destroyed)]
[Status: Dying]
After scanning the life of this person, Yang Yutu flicked his finger, and a healing elixir hit his heart, hanging his life:
"If I remember correctly, King Long Yuan was injured at the hands of this person?"
The death of King Long Yuan was due to the fact that the ground turned into steel.
Many years ago, he had seen the old prince's injuries. His muscles, bones, organs, and even blood were all irreversibly rigid and broken.
An injury like that took away all the lifespan of a person and was extremely painful.
"It's just a sneak attack. This beast was far inferior to Prince Long Yuan back then, but this life-saving technique is indeed no small matter..."
After making a casual remark, Wang Mu finally couldn't bear it any longer:
"Nine out of ten times in life, life will be unsatisfactory. How can everything go as planned? It's not a bad thing for a man to bend and stretch, so why should you..."
"It's not like Yang can't bend or stretch, but if that old witch takes action, how can she allow me to practice slowly?"
Yang Yu sighed slightly:
"I had no choice but to retreat..."
After twenty years of hard work, he is naturally not just a reckless man in the eyes of ordinary people.
If you can take a step back to protect your family, why not if he takes a step back?
But that night, through Jing Yi's body, he had already sensed the old witch's will, her naked murderous intention...
"She only gave me one year. If I don't come to find her, she will come to find me. The ending will not be different, but she will kill my mother-in-law and the others..."
"Now that the Martial Saint is established, it's too late to say anything else..."
Hearing this, Wang Muzhi could only shake his head.
With Long Yuan and the two northwest intelligence systems in his hands, he didn't know Yang Yu's difficulties. At this moment, he could only sigh.
If Wu Sheng is successful, then there will be no hope for all ten of them.
Naturally, he didn't fully believe this statement, but since this rumor had been circulating for many years, there was certainly some truth behind it.
He came in a hurry because he was worried that Yang Yu would harm himself, but he was still a step too late.
"But even if you break through to the Martial Saint, so what? Prince Zhao back then was already at the pinnacle of the Martial Saint, and there was nothing he could do about that old witch who was imprisoned in Dayan Mountain and couldn't get out.
you……"
He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Yang Yu naturally understood what he meant.
"But, it may not be possible!"
"You mean?"
Seeing that he was categorical and knew that he was not such an arrogant person, Wang Muzhi thought about it briefly and guessed what he was thinking:
"Capture Yunzhou?"
Warden Yang let out a sigh of relief: "Yes, we will capture Yunzhou!"
"This, she is not Montenegro..."
Wang Muzhi frowned.
In Wanxiang Mountain, he had seen the Book of Life and Death more than once, so he naturally had some understanding of its power.
He also knows the truth about Yang Yu’s betrayal of Heishan.
Can……
"But this old witch can live for more than three thousand years. Even if you want to redeem your fate with her like you did to Heishan, you may not have a chance...
Moreover, that old witch may not know that the remaining pages of the Book of Life and Death are in your hands..."
"But at least there is a chance."
Suppressing the boiling murderous intention in his heart, Yang Prison took a deep breath:
"Brother, I have made up my mind!"
Capturing Yunzhou was the reason why he first found Wang Muzhi when he left the border this time.
"That's all..."
Yang Yu rarely calls himself senior brother. Upon hearing this, Wang Muzhi knew what he meant and nodded:
"I see."
At this moment, he felt inexplicably relieved.
Although he is determined to have his own way, and although it may not be the correct decision, at this moment, he seems to know how to give orders...
The red-blooded Taoist was dying, feeling that his life was passing by quickly. He screamed unwillingly and despairingly.
But the two brothers and sisters in the night pretended that he did not exist. They just found a clean place to sit cross-legged and began to discuss.
"But today's Long Yuan Dao cannot be taken just by wanting to take it..."
Wang Muzhi frowned and explained the situation.
After Emperor Qianheng was taken prisoner, Xu Wenji used great courage to suppress the other courtiers, and against all opinions, he mobilized more than 200,000 Shence troops and forbidden troops and rushed to Yunzhou.
At the same time, Zhang Longfu succeeded to the throne as King Longyuan, and his sister Yufengxian, with the title of Grand Master, suppressed the turmoil in the country and persuaded Wei Zhengxian to recruit troops.
He also incorporated the old northwest tribe who fled to Longyuandao after the death of Northwest King Zhang Xuanyi, and was extremely powerful.
"Indeed, it's tricky..."
Yang Yu rubbed his temples.
Longyuan Road is not what it used to be, but he is not the Yang Yu of the past either. As long as he wants to, what happened on the Northwest Road may not be impossible to repeat.
But how is he going to use his troops against Yu Fengxian and Xu Wenji?
Even if he is willing, Wang Muzhi and many disciples of Wanxiang Mountain may not be willing. Even if they are all willing, it took him more than four years to conquer the Northwest Road, but now, he does not have four more years.
"Nothing can be said about the teacher, but you don't have to try. He has persisted for most of his life, and no one can say anything.
But it’s at the Longyuan Prince’s Mansion…”
Wang Muzhi hesitated to speak. After thinking about it, he finally spoke:
"At this time of turmoil, the chaos in the world can no longer be suppressed by human power. There are enemies both inside and outside. The old princess also knows that she cannot defend Longyuan Dao, but it is not an easy matter for her to give up her foundation...
"
"With four hundred years of inheritance, we wouldn't be willing to give it to outsiders."
Yang Prison nodded.
He knew and understood it very well, and before that, he had never thought of attacking Long Yuandao.
The world is a hundred times bigger than Long Yuandao, and he has never thought of bullying orphans and widows.
But now that old witch is in Yunzhou...
"To conquer the world is not to treat guests to dinner, nor to write an article, nor to paint or embroider. It cannot be so elegant, so leisurely, and gentle.
So gentle, courteous and thrifty..."
Wang Muzhi’s words are serious and thoughtful:
"Junior brother, you have to understand that the old princess only needs one step. As long as you give it, this matter will not be as difficult as you think."
As he spoke, he paused slightly and looked at the dying red-blooded Taoist:
"Hiring this person is better than anything else..."
What……
The dying Scarlet Blood Taoist vaguely felt the gaze that chilled his heart, and raised his head with difficulty:
"You, you..."
Hire...
In front of Yang Yu's eyes, the red dress seemed to appear again:
"Life and death are on the line, why bother her?"
How could he not know what Wang Muzhi said, but with the old demon in front of him, he didn't know whether he would live or die here, so how could he bring in all the people from Yu Fengxian and Longyuan Palace?
"Junior brother, I only think about the princess. As a brother, what should I do with the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain, Qin Lihu, Jiang Wu, Fang Ada and other 200,000 people with you as their master?"
Although he had no hope, Wang Muzhi still sighed a little when he heard his rejection:
"It should be noted that the combination of the two, even if you die someday, their hope of surviving in this troubled world will be much, much greater..."
After hearing this, Yang Yu had to remain silent. He naturally had plans for the Northwest Road, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything.
"Back then, I said that Prince Zhao was indecisive, but now it seems that I am not as decisive as him..."
Sighing and smiling bitterly, Yang Yu closed his eyes and opened them again:
"Let's not talk about this matter for now. Senior brother, follow me wherever I go..."
…
…
Since that night when Jing Yi died at the mouth of the old woman, Yang Yu has been thinking about how to kill this beast all the time.
He actually knew a lot about this old woman.
Bodhidharma, the sloppy Taoist, the Zhenyan Taoist, and even Zhang Xuanba, many of the masters he came into contact with have more or less competed with this old woman.
Among them, the sloppy Taoist is the worst!
After the old Taoist faked his death and escaped, he spent the rest of his life for hundreds of years traveling all over the world, looking for celestial mountains, and finally selected seventy-two sacred mountains.
While suppressing the Mingshu Broken Page An Taoist, he also dragged Dayan Mountain in. This was the only record he had heard so far that the old woman coughed up blood and was seriously injured.
But he didn't have the Seven Tribulations Sword, nor did he have hundreds of years, so in the end, he still fell on the Book of the Underworld.
The book of the underworld is the most precious treasure of the ancient underworld. Even if it is a broken page, it still has great power that ordinary people cannot imagine.
However, he did not have a judge's pen, so if he wanted to redeem his life, he would have to pay several times or even ten times his life.
Ginseng fruit is something he must take.
Wow!
The moment the mind turns, time and space rotate.
When Yang Yu opened his eyes again, he had once again come to the "Five Internal Organs" that was rising and falling in the darkness, like a living thing.
Next to him, there were large branches that looked like horned dragons, and a weird laugh like a child's voice.
"You're here again..."
Before Yang Yu could make any move, a familiar voice came to his ears.
Just like he had tried many times before, the tombkeeper followed him like a shadow and was extremely sharp. Every time he entered, his whereabouts were seen.
But this time, Yang Yu did not choose to retreat and allowed the small hand to cover him.
"Well, don't you want to run away?"
Yang Yu didn't move, and the tombkeeper's palm actually didn't exert any force. Then, he saw the tombkeeper up close for the first time.
He is only four feet tall and wears a blue Taoist robe. Judging from his appearance, he is just an ordinary Taoist boy.
If it weren't for that aura that seemed extremely terrifying to Yang Yu at this moment.
"In this final calamity, even though I am in a blessed land and beside my spiritual roots, I am about to die. Who are you to be able to survive to this day?"
This is an extremely ancient Taoist text. Yang Yu has been very familiar with it since he came here.
Seeing that he seemed to want to communicate with him, he was afraid that he would be overjoyed before, but now, he was not happy but surprised.
because……
"No, senior brother..."
Before he could change his mind, Yang Yu had already heard the furious roar:
"Little thief! How dare you..."
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Yang Yu had no choice but to withdraw from the place. As expected, there was a familiar ginseng fruit in the Cauldron of Gluttony.
It was Wang Muzhi who entered the Five Zang Guan recipe with him and took it down...
He, however, could not take the ginseng fruit out directly.
"I was careless..."
This was his own idea, and Yang Yu could only smile bitterly in his heart at this moment.
He entered several times before and after, trying to communicate with the tombkeeper who looked like Qingfeng, but he didn't give him a chance at all.
This time I finally had the opportunity to communicate, and I was...
"If we go in again, can we still have friendly exchanges..."
Yang Prison sighed.
When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was Wang Muzhi's bright gaze.
"In this world, is there really a fairyland that can be opened at any time and carried with you?"
Wang Muzhi was quite surprised.
He knew very well about the fantasy realm of immortals and demons. After all, he had been waiting for that fantasy realm in Wanxiang Mountain for more than twenty years.
But precisely because he knew it, he was more and more shocked, and at the same time a little bit enlightened.
"No wonder junior brother has made such rapid progress, it turns out that there is such good fortune..."
Yang Yu wanted to explain, but when he saw that he had figured it out in his own mind, his open mouth immediately closed.
"This is the legendary ginseng fruit? A fruit that is much stronger than the Diyuan Great Pill of the imperial court back then."
Looking at the ginseng fruit that Yang Yu took out, Wang Muzhi was amazed. With his induction, he could naturally detect the powerful vitality in this fruit.
You know, this is just a piece of fruit.
The pot of Diyuan Great Pill that the imperial court refined back then was made from the medicinal materials accumulated by the imperial court for three hundred years.
"It's not like the legend."
Yang Prison shook his head.
The legendary ginseng fruit is born from the spiritual roots of heaven and earth. One breath of it can help you live 360 years, and eating one can extend your life to 48,000 years...
This one of his can only be regarded as a super weakened version at best.
"That's very precious. After all, there are probably more than a dozen more on the tree..."
Seeing this fruit, Wang Muzhi's confidence increased greatly, and he believed that Yang Yu was not a reckless man who was desperate for his life.
At least, there is still some certainty.
Could a dozen ginseng fruits not kill that old witch?!
"Senior brother, please inform Yu Jing and others first, and let me try it myself first..."
Rejecting Wang Muzhi's idea of striking while the iron was hot, and thinking about the furious tombkeeper, Yang Yu thought it would be better to go in and take a look himself.
After all, Wang Mu is an outsider, and his advance and retreat are far less smooth than his own. If he falls into it, he will be in big trouble...
It would be fatal for outsiders to fall into the recipe...
"That's fine."
Wang Muzhi felt a little regretful. He had been very interested in unknown ancient illusions since he was a child.
"call!"
With a sinking heart, Yang Yu entered the Cauldron of Gluttony again, and without any delay, he chose to enter the Five Zang Temple recipe for the second time.
boom!
But the next moment, he had already withdrawn in embarrassment, and the furious Qingfeng did not give him a chance to speak.
Yang Yu was unwilling to give in and entered one after another. Every time he entered, he immediately wanted to speak, but he was beaten back by the furious tombkeeper.
He didn't dare to try and see what would happen if he was beaten to death by the tombkeeper...
"I can't communicate, which is a bit troublesome..."
Yang Yu calmed down and carefully perceived the Five Zang Guan recipe. To be precise, it was the three refining nodes on it.
The node was not completed, and even if Qingfeng was willing to communicate with him, he would not be able to openly take away the ginseng fruit.
[Refining Node 2: Looking for the Five Internal Organs... (Completed)]
[Refining Node 3: I don’t know where the bright moon is going... (Unfinished)]
"The bright moon has gone nowhere..."
Yang Yu thought about it.
According to his experience, completing the nodes is the most crucial step in refining the recipe.
But he really couldn't figure out the third node.
"Where has the bright moon gone? Perhaps we need to look for it outside the Five Internal Organs Temple?"
After much deliberation, Yang Yu could only come to this conclusion, but no matter whether it was right or wrong, he had no choice but to try it.
Buzz~
As the light flashed by, Yang Yu began to choose his identity again.
[Identity: Five Zang Guan, ginseng fruit...]
Change!
[Identity: Wolf King of Wanshou Mountain...]
Change!
[Identity: Bear King of Wanshou Mountain...]
Change!
[Identity: Demon-subduing Sanren...]
"That's it!"
Yang Yu's eyes lit up slightly.
After the Martial Saint's breakthrough, his identity also changed. He was either a demon king or a demon-subduing individual.
call!
The next moment, Yang Yu had disappeared into the Cauldron of Gluttony.
What even he didn't notice was that after he left, a faint light shone on the picture of the cold pool of clear water that he had placed in the corner.
【Are you still there?】
【Yes, yes, yes! Daxian, Daxian, are you still there? Are you still there?!】
Good night everyone, by the way, I would like to recommend a book called "American Comics: I'm Really Not from the Motherland." Whether you believe it or not, I am really not from the motherland.