The night was getting darker, and in the temporary camp of Fengyan Iron Cavalry, calm had returned to peace after the departure of Chong Yuan and the others. Now, except for the cavalry who were responsible for patrolling and guarding the surrounding areas, the rest of the barbarians had already fallen asleep in simple temporary tents made of animal skins.
Behind the low slope, there was another tent that was set up separately and tightly. There was a faint flicker of fire inside the tent.
This tent, deliberately far away from the gathering place of the cavalry, was where Long Ri Kuangyang rested tonight.
Under Long Ri Kuangyang's deliberate instructions, no one was allowed to approach the tent within a dozen feet, including his close aide He Erchi.
As Longri Kuangyang's most trusted subordinate, Heerchi was aware of some of Longri Kuangyang's habits, including being alone in the dead of night. This habit has been with him for many years. Others only think that he likes to be quiet, so they never think much about anything else. So Heerchi never felt anything strange.
In the middle of the night, the bonfire in the camp flickered on and off, and the snowfield under the moonlight seemed particularly silent except for the occasional howling of wolves that came from far away in the cold wind.
But at this moment, an incredible scene appeared in the tent.
Next to the almost extinguished fire in the tent, Longri Kuangyang, who was filled with a green and black aura, knelt on the ground like a giant shrimp. His face and hands, which were not covered by iron armor, were actually covered with stripes. There were protruding veins and blood vessels, and there seemed to be some kind of power running wildly in the blood vessels, and his entire face was distorted, becoming hideous and ugly. A low growl like a trapped animal came from his nostrils, as if he was suffering some indescribable pain. He held the helmet tightly with both hands and lifted it up hard, as if he wanted to take the black iron helmet off his head.
If an ordinary person wants to take off the hat or helmet on his head, it must not be difficult, but Longri Kuangyang is different, because the helmet on his head seems to be integrated with his head. Every time he pulled the helmet hard, the mysterious dark golden sigil on his black armor appeared, and at the same time it emitted a strong adsorption force, wrestling with his hands, as if it didn't want him to take off the helmet. Therefore, every time Longri Kuangyang pulled the helmet hard, he would experience the severe pain of peeling off the skin and cutting off the flesh.
The talisman armor on his body seemed not to protect his body, but to seal and imprison some kind of terrifying existence in his body.
If others saw this scene, their jaws would definitely drop, because no one would believe that the extremely powerful Long Ri Kuangyang could not easily remove a helmet from his head!
Long Ri Kuangyang seemed to have exhausted all his strength. His expression was not only ferocious, but also extremely weak and exhausted, as if the armor engraved with mysterious symbols on his body was far more troublesome than a powerful enemy. Chong Yuan was indeed right. It was easy to put on this pair of talisman armor, but it was not an easy task to take it off.
However, Long Ri Kuangyang seemed to have to take off his helmet. He used all his strength so that his entire upper body almost fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed.
Such a strange scene was the reason why Longri Kuangyang did not allow others to approach him. He would never allow others to see such a scene, because he had secrets that could not be known to others.
I don't know how long this situation lasted, Long Ri Kuangyang's hideous and twisted face was already covered with cold sweat. The fingers of his hands had already turned white due to exertion, but even so, he could only pull the helmet up a few inches, but he was already exhausted and in great pain.
His breathing was heavy, like a roaring beast, but he couldn't let the barbarians outside the tent hear him, so he tried his best to control and endure.
With heavy breathing, Long Ri Kuangyang's azure eyes shot out two green evil colors. The veins and blood vessels on his hands exploded like poisonous snakes, and he smashed his head into the slush. Then his whole body trembled violently, and a high-pitched roar sounded in the snow and mud. The helmet finally tore open the flesh and began to slowly separate from his head with blood.
At the same time, the green and black aura around him became thicker and thicker, like dark clouds, and the talisman patterns on the armor began to shine with bursts of dark golden light, looking extremely weird and terrifying.
Another beastly howl
There was a dull sound in the mud. Long Ri Kuangyang raised his palms violently, and blood mist suddenly exploded between the helmet and scalp, and the helmet was finally completely peeled off from his head.
The moment the helmet left his head, Longri Kuangyang quickly took out a palm and pressed it against his Tianling Cap with a sudden movement.
The Baihui point on the top of the head is the most important point in the human body and one of the major fatal points. Whether it is an ordinary person or a master of martial arts, if the Baihui point is hit hard, it will be seriously injured, or it will be killed on the spot. But Long Ri Kuangyang slapped him with a palm, but he was not seriously injured. Instead, a powerful energy poured in along the Baihui Point, suppressing a certain power in his body, and then the talisman on the armor The power slowly dissipated, but the green and black energy still lingered around his body. Then his burly body fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and the helmet rolled aside.
Long Ri Kuangyang collapsed to the ground and began to breathe the cold air rapidly. His face was covered with blood and sweat, and the skin on his head was torn and bloody. Instead of having hair, there were green and black tentacles on the top of his head. These The tentacles were caught in the flesh and blood, which was shocking, adding a bit of ferocity and strangeness to his originally quite handsome appearance.
In the dim firelight, Long Ri Kuangyang was trembling all over. At this moment, he seemed to be no longer the tyrannical God of War who was famous in the Northern Wilderness, but just an extremely weak and exhausted patient.
He stared up at the dark tent roof with dull eyes, breathing the cold air greedily, as if this air was the most precious thing in the world.
"It's so comfortable." Long Ri Kuang Yang suddenly murmured softly to himself. He gently stroked his head covered with flesh and blood tentacles with both hands again, but his expression was extremely calm and comfortable, and he showed an innocent smile like a child. , said softly: "This normal feeling is so good..."
But when he put down his hand and suddenly touched the helmet next to him, his expression immediately became solemn and gloomy again. He stopped talking, only the sound of heavy snoring kept rising and falling.
After a long time, Longri Kuangyang grabbed the helmet again, and the cold and crazy light in his eyes reappeared, and he heard him coldly murmuring to himself: "The God Emperor of Deception, the Dragon Scale Overlord..."
"The Dragon Sun is raging...! He stood up suddenly, put his right hand tightly against his heart, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Your destiny is to keep conquering. Before the hegemony is achieved, all these pains are child's play. , you should never be so naive!"
"Yes, how can I forget the pain of being deceived and devastated for the dream in my heart? How can such a price be compared with the moment of comfort?" He suddenly reached out and touched the bloody head again, Frowning and pondering, he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Old monster, back then you said that the Dragon Scales of Destiny are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, but they coexist with life and death. If you can't completely turn Destiny into your own use, you will always need to carve the talisman. The dragon scale armor of the secret technique confines its ferocious power. But since the evil that confuses fate can be used by me, I will definitely find a way to completely conquer him. Even if I don't use the dragon scale armor in the end, I still believe that I have that ability. How can you, who can conquer anyone in the world, not be able to conquer a mere Gu beast?"
After saying that, he slowly sat down again, holding the helmet in both hands, and said with a gloomy expression: "Chong Yuan, what kind of skills are you practicing that can activate the evil nature of the life-bewildering Gu hidden in my body?" He suddenly smiled strangely and murmured with a ferocious face: "It seems that apart from the so-called alliance of interests, I must look at you differently!"
After Long Ri Kuangyang finished speaking, he took a few deep breaths of cold air. After thinking about it carefully, he raised his helmet to his head with a solemn expression. But as soon as the bloody tentacles touched the helmet, it started to struggle like a living creature encountering a natural enemy, trying to resist. At the same time, dark golden sigil patterns appeared on the armor again, as if they were echoing the helmet.
Longri Kuangyang closed his lips tightly and gritted his teeth, enduring the indescribable pain caused by some kind of existence that was running wildly inside his body, and finally put the helmet back on his head with force...
When the deepest darkness fades away, the light dew in the east indicates that a new day is about to begin.
In a large but extremely secret room in Wenfeng Villa, there are shelves with a height of two feet on all sides. The shelves are divided into ten layers, and each layer is divided into ten small cages, and in each cage All have a dove.
This kind of room
, known as the pigeon house in Wenfeng Villa. And there are at least dozens of pigeon houses of this size in the villa.
Wenfeng Villa mainly buys and sells Jianghu information. As long as it can afford the price, there is no information in the world that Wenfeng Villa cannot detect. The source of the information is the pigeons in the pigeon house.
But pigeons are just tools to convey news. The real pigeons in Wenfeng Villa are the ears, eyes and eyes scattered throughout the world. Day after day, they were responsible for inquiring about the news about the daily affairs in the world, and then collected and classified them, and then brought them back to Wenfeng Villa with the pigeons.
At this time, an old man of ordinary stature and appearance was carrying a large wooden bucket filled with fine fine rice. The old man carefully and patiently fed the pigeons in the rack with the fine rice. Because in half an hour, these countless pigeons will fly out of Wenfeng Villa, and when the sun sets, they will bring news of various situations that happened in the world that day. And this news will bring huge wealth to Wenfeng Villa.
So when the old man was feeding the pigeons, his expression was warm and his eyes were gentle, as if what he was feeding was not the pigeons, but his own children. Everyone in Wenfeng Villa knew that these pigeons had always been his treasure.
Of course, this old man is the owner of Wenfeng Villa, Ge Lao.
Although Mr. Ge was plain in appearance and there was nothing outstanding about him, no one in the world dared to look down upon him. Ge Lao is not only mysterious, but also has eyes and ears all over the world. For a person with such power, everyone knows that he is by no means an ordinary person.
The old pigeon has a habit of getting up early every day and then feeding his carefully raised pigeons. In addition to feeding the pigeons, the reason why he got up early was also because he couldn't sleep.
If it were someone else, with power and no shortage of money, it stands to reason that he would live a comfortable life, sleep well, and have sweet dreams every day. But Ge Lao is not someone else, so he goes to bed very late every day and wakes up very early because he thinks about many things every day. People of his age also have many past events that they can't help but recall, and memories are the most saddening.
Once people are worried, won't they think too much and then suffer from insomnia?
Judging from his appearance, the unprepossessing Pigeon old man is only in his early sixties at most. But what few people know is that his real age is actually much longer than sixty years old, and may be twice as old as sixty years old. So for a person like him who has lived for a long time, he should have seen through many things in the world, but why does he still worry about certain things?
There is only one thing in the world that people cannot give up easily, and that is obsession.
But Ge Lao has an obsession in his heart, so he still thinks and recalls. These reasons are one of the sources of sorrow. But few people knew the sorrow in Lao Ge's heart.
So a long time ago, Pigeon Lao had become accustomed to not needing too much sleep. In his opinion, sleeping too much is simply a waste of time and life, and it is completely meaningless.
He would rather get up early every day and feed his pigeons.
To feed such a large number of pigeons naturally requires a lot of money. But these pigeons raised with money will bring more money to Wenfeng Villa.
And this is one of the reasons why Mr. Ge is happy with it.
The pigeon old man sprinkled a handful of fine rice into the cage for a pigeon, then raised his head and looked outside the pigeon house.
The sky outside the dovecot is getting brighter, and it's time to let the doves go.
But at this moment, Mr. Ge heard an almost inaudible sound of footsteps coming from outside the pigeon house.
Mr. Ge was already too familiar with such footsteps, so he was not surprised at all, even though everyone in Wenfeng Villa knew that without Mr. Ge's permission, no one could do anything at will except when the pigeons were released every morning. Approaching the pigeon house.
Because the pigeons in the pigeon house bring all kinds of news every day, including all kinds of intelligence and various secrets, and Wenfeng Villa relies on these intelligence and secrets to gain a foothold in the world, so the pigeon house is Wenfeng A secret place in the villa.
But this person who can approach the pigeon house at will is not within the category of "anyone".
This person is
Meng Yan.
Meng Yan is the closest and most trusted person to Mr. Ge, so he plays an important role in Wenfeng Villa and is the only one who has the privilege of entering and exiting the pigeon house freely.
Meng Yan's figure floated in from outside the pigeon house like a ghost, and stood respectfully behind the pigeon elder.
He held three rolls of paper in his hand.
Pigeon Lao was still carefully feeding the last few pigeons with fine rice, and asked casually: "Fifth Lao, do you have any important information?"
"Yes." Meng Yan nodded and said in a respectful tone: "Some first-class news came last night. Please take a look at it, owner of the village." After saying that, he handed out the scroll in his hand.
"It seems that the world is quite lively recently." Mr. Ge said lightly, put down the barrel gently, turned around and took the paper roll, opened one of the rolls and started reading.
Although the words on the scroll were only a few words, Elder Ge's expression changed slightly.
"Not long ago, the barbarian Fengyan tribe arrived at Xiaoyang Pass in the northwest?" Elder Ge's expression showed a bit of surprise. He frowned slightly, then glanced at Meng Yan and said, "This is indeed news worthy of attention. This is Has there been any news about this incident in the world in the past two days?"
Meng Yan shook his head and said: "The northwest is too far from the Central Plains. Apart from our intelligence, there is no similar news coming yet."
The barbarian Fengyan Tribe's nighttime harassment of the northwest border happened just one day ago. In such a short period of time, this shocking news may not have been fully spread in the northwest, let alone the Central Plains thousands of miles away. . But in just over a day, Wenfeng Villa in the Central Plains had already received the information. It can be seen that Wenfeng Villa is indeed amazingly accurate and fast in collecting and transmitting information. Wenfeng Villa is indeed well-deserved.
Ge Lao nodded and said: "Even if the imperial court's eight-hundred-mile urgent information is to be transmitted from the northwest, it will take at least three days. And for such a major event, the imperial court will definitely control the spread of the news in order to prevent the people from being disturbed. The range, um..."
He pondered for a moment, and then said to Meng Yan: "Let the pigeons in the northwest pay close attention to the follow-up of this matter. No matter there is any news, it must be sent as soon as possible. I want to see it personally."
Meng Yan nodded immediately, then suddenly smiled and said: "Congratulations to the owner of the village, we have another piece of news that can be sold at a good price."
Perhaps because of his indifferent nature, or perhaps because he is not a person who laughs often, when he laughs, the expression on his face is very stiff, so his smile is extremely weird.
Ge Lao smiled half-heartedly and said calmly: "The fewer channels this news has to spread, the greater its value. Especially to those high-ranking court ministers and wealthy family members, no matter how expensive such news is, they will They will get it at all costs.”
Meng Yan understood it and echoed: "The more status a person has, the more he cares about his life and property, so if they can't get more information about the barbarian movements from the court's channels, they will be more anxious, and then they will They will find another way, and eventually they will naturally find us. Because almost everyone in the world does not know that our news has always been the fastest, most reliable, and the most trustworthy."
Ge Lao gave a faint hum and said with a smile: "The current situation in the imperial court is turbulent, and the emperor and his ministers are at odds. If the news of the barbarian invasion spreads, everyone will be in danger, because now those people in the temple will only take into account their own interests. By that time, whoever has the most accurate information will have one more opportunity to choose a retreat. Therefore, the follow-up information of this news is a very considerable source of business for us, and we must pay attention to it. "
He suddenly glanced at the scroll again, and his eyes fell on a four-letter name on the scroll, and the expression on his face gradually became a little strange.
"Haha, time flies so fast." Mr. Ge suddenly smiled softly and said, "More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. It seems that the wolf cub in the Northern Wilderness has now grown up and turned into a ferocious lion. "
"Master of the village..." Meng Yan couldn't help but frown slightly and asked: "Are you talking about the Dragon Sun Kuangyang mentioned in the intelligence?"
Meng Yan raised his head slightly, as if recalling something all of a sudden, "Meng Yan, do you remember that more than ten years ago, we were in Beihuang?"
That young man you met? "
"Is it him?" Meng Yan recalled quickly in his mind, and then asked with a frown: "Could it be that the young barbarian back then is the current Fengyan Wolf Lord Longri Kuangyang?"
"That's him." Mr. Ge tilted his head slightly, looking towards the distant northwest. He smiled and nodded, "When we met him, he was probably only in his early twenties, but I could tell him at a glance. He is definitely an ordinary person, his eyes are not only cold and firm, but also very violent." He suddenly looked at Meng Yan, smiled and asked: "Lao Wu, do you still remember that encounter, what did he want to do to us?"
Hearing this, Meng Yan had a strange look on his face, and then he sneered softly, "At that time, he not only wanted to rob me of my belongings, but also wanted to turn us into his slaves, and then let us take him there. Zhongyuan. What’s funny is that he can’t even catch one of my moves. Thinking about it, he really overestimates his abilities.”
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his brows, looked at Old Ge with some confusion, and said doubtfully: "It's really strange, how could such a man with no strong martial arts skills become the leader of the five tribes of barbarians in just ten years? Wolf Lord Yanbu?"
"There is no such thing as martial arts among the barbarians. They only advocate absolute power, although martial arts is also a kind of strength." Mr. Ge chuckled, seeming to answer but also talking to himself, "From the first time I saw it, You had already seen that he might have been weak to you at that time, but he had a kind of strength in his bones. That kind of strength did not come from force, but from his heart, because he not only had an innate fighting spirit, but also an innate ability to fight. Overlord appearance and ambition. So after that time, I found him privately and asked him what his goals were. What do you think he answered?"
The smile on Mr. Ge's face was meaningful.
Meng Yan was completely stunned. He had never heard Ge Lao mention this matter before, so he could only shake his head. But he had some ideas in his mind.
Ge Lao looked to the northwest again and said with a smile: "He replied that his goal is to become the king of the entire Northern Wilderness, and even wants to be the king of the world."
The muscles on Meng Yan's cold and weathered face couldn't help but twitch, and he said in a slightly mocking tone: "He doesn't have much strength, but he has a big appetite."
Mr. Ge said with a deep smile: "In this world, nine out of ten people just want to live a life of food and clothing. Because they have small appetites, they can only always be ordinary people who do nothing in order to survive. The one left with a big appetite may have the chance to become the person who least needs to work hard for food and clothing. So I have always admired people with a big appetite, because this kind of people have ambition and desire."
Meng Yan muttered: "Now that he has become the wolf master of Feng Yan, he still dares to lead his troops to provoke the border of the Central Plains. I think he is no longer what he used to be."
Mr. Ge nodded lightly, "For a person like him with incomparable self-confidence and ambition, as long as you give him a chance, his rise will be a matter of course."
Meng Yan suddenly said: "That opportunity must have been given to him by the owner of the village."
"Beihuang is a chaotic place, and the more chaotic the place, the more opportunities and benefits there are." Ge Lao said meaningfully: "And the reason why I gave him the opportunity is to add more opportunities to us. Lots of opportunities."
Meng Yan pondered for a moment and suddenly asked: "The village owner has buried this chess piece among the barbarians. Could it be that he already has the intention to plot the Northern Wilderness?"
Mr. Ge first nodded lightly, and then shook his head. There was a hidden smile on his face that could not see anything strange, and he said calmly: "In the peaceful and prosperous times, we look for opportunities in the troubled times, and in the troubled times, we grasp the opportunity to restore peace to the world." This has always been the purpose of Guiyin's founding. It was only a hundred years ago that my cruel and scheming senior brother suddenly secretly threw away this purpose that had been passed down for thousands of years, which led to the situation that Guiyin has today. The Kiyakure Sect was almost destroyed. Although he is dead now, I am still alive, so I will never let the Kiyakure Sect fall into ruin. I will find the Kiyakure Ring Seal and let the Kiyakure lineage regain its former glory in my hands. brilliant."
Ge Lao's tone was calm and his expression did not change much, but Meng Yan, who had been following him for decades, could feel the turbulent anger boiling in the heart of this ordinary-looking old man at this moment.
Meng Yan did not dare to answer easily, but secretly clenched his fists.
Ge Lao breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "So, whether it is the Central Plains or the Northern Wasteland, as long as there is an opportunity to plan, we cannot let it go easily."
Meng Yan thought about it and suddenly asked: "To make Longri Kuangyang willing to make such a deal, the village owner must have paid a very expensive bargaining chip, right?"
"Any choice will have a price, it's just different in size." Mr. Ge said calmly: "If he wants to become stronger, I will give him strength. In return, I will receive certain benefits from him. This kind of benefit is certain It will be something bigger than the chips I paid, so this deal will not be a loss for me."
Meng Yan thought for a while, frowned and asked, "Being able to possess the invincible strength of Beihuang in ten years, I'm very curious, what kind of power did he get from the village owner?"
Ge Lao pondered for a long time, and then he still had a calm expression and said in a calm tone: "His own natural talent is already excellent. If he practices martial arts, he will definitely be an extraordinary martial artist who can shock the world. But. When I met him, he was already in his twenties and had missed the best time to build his foundation. So I gave him something that would allow him to completely transform himself and achieve what he wanted to have within ten years. That kind of power..."
He paused for a moment, still looking to the northwest, and suddenly smiled again: "Now that he has the courage to provoke the border of the Central Plains, it means that he has indeed reached his ideal state. The wolf cub back then has indeed also grown up."
Meng Yan's heart was moved and he couldn't help but ask: "I wonder what the owner of the village gave him, what is it?"
Hearing this, Ge Lao slowly withdrew his gaze. He glanced at Meng Yan and replied calmly: "It doesn't hurt to tell you this matter, because sooner or later I will tell you. What I gave him is not some martial arts secret book. But it was a Gu... Actually, that thing was not called a Gu, but its existence was too mysterious for a long time, and it possessed unexpected power. Therefore, people who knew about its existence called it a Gu from unknown time on. But its terror and power are incomparable to any kind of Gu."
When Meng Yan heard this, the curiosity on his face became more and more intense.
Mr. Ge continued to explain, saying: "According to the secret records in the Guiyin Sect, that thing was born when the heaven and earth changed in ancient times. Those who get it can obtain extremely powerful power, but the weirdness of this thing The reason is that it possesses a powerful and evil self-awareness and can devour the host's spiritual consciousness. People whose spiritual consciousness bodies are devoured by it will eventually become Gu beasts driven by it and lose their humanity. Countless people who have briefly possessed it, None of them escaped such a terrible ending, so it was called Fate Gu. Therefore, three hundred years ago, an expert in the Ghost Hidden Sect occasionally obtained it from the dark abyss, and regarded it as a taboo for evil spirits. It is sealed in the thousand-year-old ice cave in the outer realm of the world, and future generations of disciples will never be able to easily break the seal. In the Secret Code of Ghost Hiddenness, Fate Gu is also one of the three most terrifying miraculous objects in the world throughout the ages."
Meng Yan was shocked when he heard this, but after all, he had been following Ge Lao for many years and had seen too many things that ordinary people could not understand. So after a brief moment of surprise, he returned to normal. Then he just wanted to speak, but immediately closed his mouth. .
Although he has many questions, as the person closest to the old man, he already knows not to talk too much and ask too many questions in front of the old man at any time, unless he wants to tell you himself, and this is what they the rules between.
But now, Ge Lao's conversation seemed to be in full swing, and he asked calmly: "Do you want to ask why the Fate Gu is in my hands, and why I would hand over such an important thing to a person from the Northern Wilderness? Barbarian?"
Meng Yan immediately bowed and said: "This is the owner's business, Meng Yan doesn't dare to guess at will."
Ge Lao ignored his words and said to himself: "A hundred years ago, due to Yuan Wuzong's ruthless methods, Guiyin was in chaos. Countless members of the sect fought against each other for this reason, and blood flowed in a river. The Guiyin sect's thousand-year-old foundation was almost destroyed. After being destroyed, Yuan Wuzong expelled me from the sect even more because of his identity as the Ghost King. He didn't care about the feelings of being a fellow sect. Since he was so cruel to me, how could I give in easily? So I took the opportunity to break into the ice cave and put my life into danger. The poison was brought out..."
"As for why I chose to hand over the fate-bewitching Gu to Longri Kuangyang, it's because before I met him, I hadn't found a suitable candidate to become the host of the life-bewitching Gu. Without a natural special physique and super strong will
, Ordinary people can never withstand the power and backlash of the Fate Gu. If you randomly find someone to become a host, once the Fate Gu takes over your body and turns into a Gu beast, it will definitely attract the attention of others. Fate Gu is such a strange thing, and the world has no place for it. There are many people in the world who covet its power. Longri Kuangyang is not only physically stronger than ordinary people, but also has an extremely determined willpower, so he is the most suitable candidate to be the host of Fate Gu. By handing the Fate Gu to him, I can not only make a deal with him and gain benefits, but most importantly, I really want to know how powerful the Fate Gu is and how much it can turn a person into. I also want to know if Long Ri Kuang Yang can resist the erosion and devouring of Fate Gu. "
Meng Yan pondered secretly while listening, and then said: "Ten years have passed since the incident, and since Longri Kuangyang is safe and sound now, he must have been able to resist the power of the evil spirit of the Fate Gu."
However, Mr. Ge frowned slightly and said: "The power of the Fate Gu is beyond the power of human beings. When Long Ri Kuangyang possessed it in his body, he almost died on the spot, but he managed to hold on with his super strong will. Come here, this surprised me. Although I am responsible for his survival, it shows how strong his desire is. I cherished his talent, so I took him to find a man who was proficient in Yin and Yang Talismans. He asked him to tailor a pair of dragon scale armor engraved with secret talismans for Longri Kuangyang to suppress the power of evil spirits in his body. With the help of the talisman armor, Longri Kuangyang Sure enough, he was able to gradually use the power of the Fate Gu. Later, I taught him a martial arts technique called the Divine Emperor Technique. If this technique can be mastered, he can become an indestructible Overlord Kung Fu. And with the Fate Gu, With the foundation, and the blessing of the Divine Emperor Art, with Long Ri Kuangyang’s talent, foundation, and desire for power, it’s not surprising that he can become an extraordinary warrior who can stand alone in the Northern Wilderness. But..."
He suddenly paused for a moment, then frowned involuntarily, and then continued: "Although the power of the talisman of the dragon scale armor can suppress the evil power of the life-bewitching Gu, it also needs to absorb the energy of the person wearing it. The energy of the extreme sun serves as a nutrient for the soul, so both the life-bewildering Gu and the dragon scale armor are equally consuming. If Long Sun Kuangyang cannot take off the dragon scale armor, it means that he cannot fully control the life-bewildering Gu, and It is still unknown whether his body can survive the repeated attacks and defenses of the two forces until the day when he can fully control the Fate Gu."
Meng Yan suddenly sighed softly and said seriously: "To be able to pay such a price for a goal, this Longri Kuangyang is really an amazing person."
Mr. Ge raised his eyebrows, nodded slightly and said, "He is indeed a very surprising person, so it is worth giving him a chance."
Meng Yan was thoughtful and suddenly said seriously: "According to what the village owner said, since Longri Kuangyang has great ambitions, such a person will not always be willing to be controlled by others. If one day he can really master the life-confusing Gu. If you control it, the village owner won’t worry that he will have different intentions?”
"If I can give him power, of course I can take it back." A strange and sinister smile appeared on Lao Ge's face. He glanced at Meng Yan and said, "Lao Wu, when have you ever seen me make a loss-making business?"
A slight chill ran down Meng Yan's spine, and he quickly said: "The owner of the village is unparalleled in his wisdom and scheming. Naturally, everything is under control. It's Meng Yan who is worrying too much."
Ge Lao's expression was calm and showed no fluctuation at all.
Meng Yan was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked doubtfully: "The owner of the village just said that according to the records of the Secret Code of Ghost Hiddenness, Fate Gu is one of the three most terrifying strange objects in the world. I wonder what the other two are? "
Hearing this, Ge Lao did not answer immediately. His expression was solemn for a moment, and then he slowly said in a low tone: "Those two things are called demon species, and they are named Tai Sui and Xuan Qiong respectively. Legend has it that in ancient times, They were born from the blood spirit energy left by the demons in the demon world in the ancient times. They can be said to be the most unconventional existences in history. Not only do they have spiritual consciousness, but they also have more powerful terrifying power than the fate-confusing Gu, and they can even give birth to bones. It has miraculous effects on life and death. Although the Fate Gu is extremely evil, compared with those two demon species, it can only be ranked last." When Old Pigeon said this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
Although Meng Yan was surprised, but after observing the words and expressions, he knew that what Lao Ge said was true. But the doubts in his heart were deeper, and he couldn't help but frown and asked: "Master, if the demon species is so strange, why are there never any related rumors in the world?"
Pigeon Lao laughed and said: "How can something so shocking to the world not be wrong?"
A well-known truth? It’s just that not many people know about the existence of demon species. Because of the existence of such mysterious things, often only strange people and strangers have the opportunity to come into contact with them and understand them. The last time the demon species was known was twenty years ago..." Old Ge's voice paused slightly, as if he was about to stop talking.
"Twenty years ago?" Meng Yan looked surprised, and at the same time his thoughts were whirling. Suddenly his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Is what the village owner is referring to twenty years ago, the war between the Demon Cult and the Central Plains?" ?」
Mr. Ge was not surprised by his guess. He nodded and said, "That's right. Twenty years ago, the leader of the Demon Cult, Yue Zhihua, used all the strength of the cult to invade the Central Plains. He just believed that he had a demon seed in his body." It is a pity that although the demon species caused bloodshed in the martial arts world in the Central Plains, due to changes within the demon sect, the demon species separated, and Yue Zhihua also died in the Central Plains. From then on, the whereabouts of the demon species Tai Sui are unknown, and the people in the demon sect can only Being able to escape back to the West with Xuan Qiong in embarrassment, no one has set foot in the Central Plains for twenty years. And because the martial arts in the Central Plains were afraid of the demon sect, those who survived the bloody battle never mentioned it, so the world knows about the demon species. There are even fewer people.”
"So that's it." Meng Yan nodded suddenly. He thought for a while and then said: "It turns out that the demon species has been taken over by the Demon Cult. With the help of this monster, it's no wonder that the Demon Cult dared to invade the Central Plains back then."
"So what if there is a demon seed to help me? God's calculations are not as good as mine. Even if Yue Zhihua, who had reached the advanced level of martial arts cultivation, still died in a foreign country in the end?" Mr. Ge gave an indifferent smile, then shook his head and said: "The demon seed's Therefore, being able to be known in this world has nothing to do with the Demon Cult originally. Because the first person to harvest the demon seeds for his own use a hundred years ago was not a member of the Demon Cult."
Meng Yan was secretly surprised, then frowned and said: "If you are not a member of the Demon Cult, then who is so capable that you can subdue two demon species at the same time?"
"That person..."
For the first time, Ge Lao's tone showed ups and downs that could not be concealed, and a look of excitement appeared on his face, and he slowly said: "A hundred years ago, deep in the far north, there existed an extremely warlike ethnic group. They called themselves Tian Luo Clan, I once had the honor to meet that man in their capital city "Tianluo Youdu". At that time, he was not only the emperor who ruled Tianluo, he was also revered as a god by the Tianluo people, and he had the power to be close to the gods. can do. It's a pity that he was later betrayed by his tribe. It is said that in a rage, he almost wiped out the entire Tianluo tribe by one person, and then was seriously injured and his whereabouts are unknown. There is a legend that he took the body of his beloved woman and sank himself into a thousand-year-old ice lake to die in love. Otherwise, with his ability, if he were to be born, he would definitely become a legend for the ages. "
For the first time, there was a hint of sadness in this old man's tone, who had an ordinary appearance but extraordinary background and origins.
Although Meng Yan is also a person who has gone through countless storms, he can inevitably fluctuate when he hear the narrative of Pigeon Lao. He asked incredibly: "People who are close to God? Is there such a character in the world? What is your name?"
"His name is not lonely. The old pigeon sighed slightly, and said sincerely:" I have not admired a lot of people in my life, but the sky is the only one that makes me feel fear and sigh. People who are not as good. "
"Heaven is not alone ..."
Just as Meng Yan was still meditating the name repeatedly and his expression, the old pigeon suddenly said faintly: "It's time to put the pigeons."
Meng Yan hurriedly returned, and quickly said, "Yes." Then he turned and walked to the door of the pigeon, and stretched out his hands and hit his two palms.
After a moment of applause, a dense wings suddenly came in the entire smell of smelling, and then the pigeons that could almost cover the entire smell of smelling the whole of the whole smell of smelling, and rolled in all directions in the morning light.
The pigeon did not speak, and passed quietly from each row of racks, and opened those cages in person. The last batch of pigeons in Wenfeng Mountain Villa also flew out immediately.
After the pigeon looked up at the last pigeon disappearing in the dark sky, he opened the second paper roll at hand, swept his eyes, and then frowned lightly.
"What's wrong with the northwest recently, is it so lively?"
There was a slight surprise in the old pigeon, "the even sunset racecourse and Yan Shouyang have suffered?"
"Not only the sunset racecourse, from the other news from the northwest, there are at least a dozen gang forces in the night.
Something happened. The bosses in the gangs were either suddenly violent, or they gave up their positions, and some were more uprooted and did not leave a living mouth, including the well -known iron gun door. "
Meng Yan's face was a bit heavy, and he continued: "According to the news, it can be speculated that there are so many bizarre things that occurred in the northwest, which is almost the same as the time of provoking Xiaoyang Pass in the barbarians."
"oh?"
Suddenly there was a flashed in the old eyes of the pigeon, and asked, "Do you think those things are related to the barbarians?"
Meng Yan groaned: "Although there is no further news that this matter can be proved to be related to the barbarians, I don't believe that there is such a coincidence."
The old pigeon glanced at the paper roll again, and suddenly he realized that he could not help but say, "Is it the magic religion in the West?"
"Demon?" Meng Yan frowned and asked in doubt: "Is this possible?"
"In this world, nothing is impossible." The old pigeon raised his head slightly, watching the morning sky that was gradually dissipating, and said slowly: "If the magic religion wants to invade the Central Plains again, the northwest is a must -see for entering the Central Plains. Road. If they do not want to repeat the mistakes of 20 years ago, they will first incorporate the northwest rivers and lakes into their control in order to leave a back road. As for whether the barbarians are sent to the northwest border, it is also related to the magic religion. The subtlety of this is also worthy of bold guessing. "
He smiled suddenly, and he murmured meaningfully: "If this is the case, that year, the wolf cub was really out of my expectation now."
Meng Yan thought for a moment, and suddenly looked at the old pigeon, and frowned: "If what happened to the northwest rivers and lakes really did it, whether it means that not only they have restored the strength of the year in the 20 years, they would be The even -remaining magic species has been found? Otherwise, what kind of confidence do they dare to do it again at the Central Plains Wulin? "
The old pigeon groaning said: "The magic religion has restored its strength. As for whether the remaining magic species has been found, it is not known, because the magic species was the back of the magic religion. Washington was stolen when injuries, and then there was no news again. After the magic religion was defeated, he immediately withdrew from the Central Plains. I wanted to come to the time of time and manpower to investigate. Not big. "
Meng Yan said: "Is there a possible possibility that the magic species has been secretly found by others, or it is eliminated?"
The old pigeon raised his head and shook his head and said, "The magic species is extremely secretive, hiding the unimaginable power, and the ordinary method is absolutely impossible to destroy it. Because the two magic species and a male and one male, the two have the characteristics of resonance with the same life. At the same time, they also exclude each other. Although the magic species, like the fate, requires the host to play the strongest power, but their own anti -bulling power and the requirements of the host themselves must be far more than ten times more than ten times. There are very few people who can control their strength, so only in the past century, only the gods such as the emperor of Tianluo are not lonely. Then now the magic religion never dares to set foot in the Central Plains again, because the difference between a magic and two magic species is a completely different force, so I don’t think that the Demon Church is stupid enough With the enemy in the Central Plains, although now the Central Plains Wulin is not full of vitality, as long as there is an old cow nose in Qingcheng Mountain, it is enough for them to be afraid. "
He had more pauses and said, "More than 20 years have passed, and there have been no signs of magic species on the Central Plains rivers and lakes. The possibility is that someone seal the magic species. "
Meng Yan didn't speak anymore, he was thinking.
The old pigeon groaned slowly, and then instructed: "Immediately, the pigeons that double the northwest, in addition to the movement of the barbarians and the town border house, we must pay close attention to everything on the northwest rivers and lakes, and it cannot be missed at all. "
Meng Yan bowed: "Yes."
"Also ..." The old pigeon said suddenly: "If the magic religion enters the Central Plains, it will definitely cause a big storm. The news of the magic species may also surface. This is what the masterless thing can get it. If we can get it, then its value can be imagined. "
Meng Yan's heart
A shock, quickly bowed again, "Understand."
The old pigeon opened the last paper roll again, and smiled after glanced at it: "It seems that it is not just Northwest, but the Central Plains will be lively immediately."
Meng Yan nodded echo: "Flowers have led the public to leave the Changan Spring and Autumn Pavilion, and Zhuo Shiran also left Wuxia out of Yunshan at the same time. These two people tens of years of swords will sensation the entire martial arts. According to the news received, the news received. At least more than a thousand people have rushed to Dongting on the rivers and lakes to see the battle between the two of them. "
The old pigeon's hand grasped it lightly, and the three paper rolls in his hands turned silently into a green smoke dissipated. He laughed: "This rivers and lakes in the Central Plains have been silent for too long, and it is no wonder those people will be so excited. In this case, we may wish to make fun."
Meng Yan didn't respond for a while, and asked slightly in surprise: "What does the owner mean?"
After the old pigeon's hands were buried, watching the East who had just appeared in the sun in the sun, he said, "Everyone knows on the rivers and lakes. We have arranged a" Soldier Record "who ranked in the world many years ago. Now after many years, this silent rivers and lakes will definitely lead to some new characters because of Zhuo Shiran and Hua Zi Piao. "
He tone, and then turned to look at Meng Yan, and said faintly: "The fifth, you haven't gone out for many years, this time, take this opportunity to go out. By the way Once, the so -called long generals push the waves in the front. There must be many new faces on this rivers and lakes that have the ability to appear in your records. But this time, there is no need to record the name of the soldiers. "
Meng Yan said in surprise: "Does the owner want to start a new record for the Central Plains Wulin?"
"What's the matter?" The old pigeon laughed with a long meaning: "" The Record of the Soldiers "only arranges the world's weapons, and after all, it is limited and it is difficult to include the world. "Fengyun List", regardless of the weapons of the characters, can be classified and summarized to spread the rivers and lakes. "
Meng Yan turned his mind, but his face changed his face without changing his face, and he said respectfully: "Meng Yan must strive to complete the dealer's order."
The old pigeon nodded, and suddenly his face sank, and his eyes looked at Meng Yan slowly: "Rivers and lakes are always the Shura field that competes for fame and gain. With the ranking, there will be a fight, because everyone wants to the list on the list. Leave the name. Once there is a battle, the rivers and lakes will be chaotic, and what we want is chaos. Only in confusion can we have the opportunity and things we need. Can you understand what I mean? "
Before Meng Yan answered, the old pigeon had already said: "Taking advantage of this opportunity, I went to the rivers and lakes to find the whereabouts of the ghost hidden seal. As long as there is a ghost hidden ring seal, those who have been expelled from the gate of the Yuan Wuzong can be famous. Re -entered the door wall. At that time, not only can we re -control the world, you can also call me a master! "
Meng Yan hurriedly bowed his head, his head trembled slightly, his shoulders trembled, and he trembled: "
"Very good." The old pigeon stepped forward, patted his shoulder gently, and suddenly said faintly: "Lao Qi hasn't returned for a long time. Remember to find him this time and see if he is fine."
"yes."
After Meng Yan's figure withdrew from the pigeon, the old pigeon spit out and murmured himself:
"This rivers and lakes finally started to become interesting."
