"It's rare that someone is waiting for me."
There was a frivolous voice, with a hint of youthful arrogance, and a figure flashed from everyone's sight. It was not until he stepped on the gun body with one foot that his figure was revealed.
Looking at the man in civilian clothes in front of him, all the martial arts disciples raised their hands and saluted.
"See the Son!"
The high and bowed voice also reflects this person's status in the sect.
Looking up, he saw that although this man was the Holy Son, his clothes were extremely cheap, covered only by a few pieces of rags and linen. Compared to the gorgeous and expensive clothes of other disciples, he was no different from a refugee.
"Martial Arts Saint, Ye Yuntian!"
Tang Ming whispered his identity.
"Since you know my name, why do you still want to trouble Lord Ye City?"
"Don't say that you don't know my relationship with City Lord Ye!"
Tang Ming slightly sneered, "Of course I know."
This sentence surprised Ye Yuntian. If he said that he had just arrived and really didn't know the reason, the matter would be over.
After all, no one wants to use force during the New Year.
But you know the other party's identity and still don't give him face. It's hard not to make people doubt your intentions.
"Do you want to try the black scale gun in my hand?" Ye Yuntian's face suddenly turned gloomy.
"Then give it a try!" Tang Ming was not afraid at all.
The two looked at each other, and in an instant, Ye Yuntian took the lead.
He picked up the gun body with both hands, pointed the gun head at Tang Ming's vital part and stabbed it away.
"call out!"
Tang Ming was shocked by his swift and fierce speed. This was his opponent who had a very high level of martial arts attainments since they had fought each other.
Unable to dodge sideways, the gun tip pierced Tang Ming's abdomen.
So fast!
Tang Ming was slightly shocked. The martial arts of the seven saints were different.
The martial arts saint Ye Yuntian in front of him is obviously a master of spear skills, and his attainments have definitely reached the level of pure gold.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Ye Yuntian helped Lord Ye City up.
Then Hu continued behind him: "It's not safe here, please leave first."
Ye Chongtian did not dare to delay, nodded, and hurriedly left the place of right and wrong.
After all, the secret he was carrying might implicate his nephew once it was revealed, so he needed to go back and destroy the evidence as soon as possible.
Otherwise, not only will the Ye family be disgraced, but Ye Yuntian's status in the Martial Arts Holy Land will also be implicated.
Looking at Ye Chongtian fleeing, Tang Ming understood that he couldn't just let him run away.
"stop!"
Holding the injury on his abdomen, he used Qinglian's spiritual power to repair the injuries on his body.
Ye Yuntian's face became a little serious when he saw that the other party was able to resist a blow with 30% of his strength.
Stretching out his palm, a burst of spiritual energy picked up the black scale gun that fell on the ground.
The battle between the two will begin again.
"Tell me the name, I, Ye Yuntian, will not kill unknown people!"
"Tang Ming, you will remember this name in the future!"
Hearing the other party's name, Ye Yuntian's eyebrows twitched slightly. That thunderous name was unknown to everyone now.
But he was more curious about why this guy would target his relatives.
"What is the deep grudge between Lord Ye and you that you want to put him to death?"
The two of them made frequent moves while talking, but they finally stopped talking. It was obvious that both sides wanted to know the purpose of each other's visit.
"As a high-ranking Holy Son, you will naturally not know that your uncle, who has practiced some evil magic, actually captured boys and girls under the age of ten."
Hearing this, Ye Yuntian was stunned, because he had just arrived in Luoyang City and had heard about it.
But I didn't expect that the culprit behind this would be his own uncle.
Tang Mingjia caught the opponent's dazed moment and stabbed his chest with the sword.
Originally this blow was fatal.
But as the Holy Son, he naturally has rich practical experience.
A move with the gun body was easily blocked when it came back.
"Qiang!"
The sound of collision rang in the ears of the two, and it also sapped their fighting spirit.
Ye Yuntian wanted to find out the truth of the matter and had no intention of fighting anymore.
But Tang Ming was concerned about Qing'er's safety and didn't bother to get entangled with this person.
"What evidence do you have?" Ye Yuntian asked.
Tang Ming took out the hairpin in his arms and responded, "This is a relic of Qing'er's mother, and she was born on a cloudy day and a cloudy time in the lunar calendar. Such a horoscope is destined to have a rough life. Ordinary people can't avoid it, but they can only have ulterior motives." Talent will be treated as a treasure.”
"As the Holy Son, you should understand what I want to say, right?"
The evil spirit of the birth date is very strong, and it is easy to kill relatives. The case of Qingyun City is the best proof. She was the only one in the whole town who survived.
But if you can draw out the evil energy for your own use, you can change your luck and thus modify your physique.
Such evil methods can only be used by evil cultivators to confuse mortals.
If given a chance to increase your longevity, would you consider getting stained with blood?
Ordinary people would probably shake their heads when they heard of such evil magic.
What if you are the lord of a city with great wealth and absolute power?
Can Ye Chongtian, who is threatened by money, be able to resist the temptation of longevity?
Can you be willing to hold on to endless wealth and become a handful of loess?
No, once a person has greed, it will spread endlessly until it completely engulfs itself.
And Ye Chongtian has already taken this step.
After understanding why Tang Ming appeared here, Ye Yuntian's palms began to tremble slightly.
Recalling the appearance of the mortal uncle who came to the sect every year to ask for elixirs, it is not difficult to guess whether he would still maintain the last trace of his sanity after knowing that there was a shortcut.
"You convinced me." Ye Yuntian put away the black scale gun.
Then he said righteously: "If my stupid uncle really does this, I will kill him myself without you having to do anything."
After saying that, he picked up the gun and walked straight into the depths of Luoyang Mansion.
Before leaving, he did not forget to say: "Close all the doors of Luoyang Mansion, no one is allowed in or out!"
The martial arts disciples who received the order immediately set off.
At this moment, Ye Chongtian has reached the lowest level of Luoyang Mansion.
"Come here, burn everything here quickly!"
The servants responsible for refining the elixir were also confused.
Why did the city lord, who was originally full of joy about refining the elixir, suddenly become impatient and restless?
However, as servants, they can only follow orders.
However, just when they were about to set the place on fire.
Mu Qingyun walked out of the shadows and said with a bit of dissatisfaction: "What are you anxious about? The Yinsha Pill will be completed soon, and you will soon be able to become a monk like your nephew."
"Why give up at this critical juncture? Is it possible that you don't want to live longer?"
Ye Chongtian was worried, "But Ye Yuntian is already here. If he finds out that I use such evil skills behind my back, he will definitely kill me."
"I don't want to die at the hands of my nephew."
Seeing that Ye Chongtian still couldn't pass the test in his heart, Mu Qingyun also lost his patience.
"So, you regret it?"
Ye Chongtian snatched the Huozhezi from the servant's hand and said, "Yes, I regret it. There is still a way to turn back now. I don't want Tian'er's resume to be stained."
This is the last sanity of an elder, and it is also the atonement for what he has done.
"It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world!"
Tang Ming's cold voice sounded, followed by a sharp sword blade.
"puff!"
The sword blade penetrated Ye Chongtian's chest, taking away his last possibility of becoming a monk.
"Go and sleep with your dreams."
