Most of the people at this banquet were protectors, incense masters, and elite disciples of the Wenxiang Sect.
When Xu Shouru smiled like this, they naturally started laughing too, laughing and chatting happily. They didn't take the warning of visitors from the Ming Dynasty to heart at all.
Although there was still a smile on Zhu Yongzhong's face, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
The leader of this Ming Dynasty is called Zhu Tai, who claims to be the direct descendant of the third prince Zhu. He believes that the Ming Dynasty in the south is not orthodox, and he himself is the orthodox one.
Although Zhu Tai did not claim the title of emperor, everyone under him was addressed as prince, always reminding him of his so-called orthodox royal bloodline.
In the early years, he also wanted to use the name of Ming Dynasty orthodoxy to recruit the leaders of several other major sects. His attitude was very high, which was simply a fool's errand.
For this reason, not only the Bagua Sect, which is adjacent to the territory of the Daming Hui, but also the Wenxiang Sect, has a very unfriendly attitude towards the Daming Hui.
But this time, Zhu Yongzhong came to send this warning, and it was really not alarmist.
Although today's Daming Society and the Bagua Sect are both under the control of the Heavenly Palace envoy, they can be regarded as vassals of the Heavenly Palace. However, they have had constant conflicts with each other for decades, and old grudges cannot be wiped off.
Whether it is for old grudges or for the future, the Daming Society does not want to see the power of the Bagua Sect expand too smoothly.
This time Zhu Yongzhong was sent here. It could be said that he was on a secret mission, just to let the Wenxiang Sect know who their number one enemy was when they were hit by disaster later.
In addition, I also took this opportunity to secretly form some friendship with the Wenxiang Sect, which might be useful in the future.
Thinking of Prince Zhu Tai's sincere and sincere instructions before coming here, Zhu Yongzhong felt that there was a heavy burden on his shoulders, and he swallowed his anger in his heart, so he wanted to say something again.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a strong wind blew down from high in the sky.
What a gust of wind!
How could you see that?
There is poetry to prove it:
The majestic swaying and fluttering, vague and vague rising out of the blue sky. When you cross the ridge, you hear the roar of thousands of trees; when you enter the forest, you see green poles shaking.
The willows on the shore are shaking with their roots, and the flowers and leaves are blowing in the garden. Instead of going to thousands of poor families, go to the lakeside with a tower high alone!
The entire Tianxiang Tower was slightly shaken by the powerful airflow, and the glazed palace lanterns hanging on the octagonal eaves swayed one by one.
The cups and cups in the tower were beating, and the light and shadow flickered, which frightened many disciples of the Wenxiang Sect, and they suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
Fortunately, there were many masters in the tower at this moment. Before the guests could make any move, Xu Shouru had already stood up and stamped his feet.
Immediately, a force of strength, both hard and soft, penetrated the eighteen floors. The entire tower was connected up and down, like a long pole pointing upright to the sky. It was so deep-rooted that no matter how wind came, it would not be blown.
The right protector of the Wenxiang Sect ducked out of the way and went out to the guardrail. On the 18th floor of the tower, he looked towards where the strong wind was coming from.
A golden figure fell from the night sky.
There are palaces and palaces surrounding the Tianxiang Tower, and there is an Iron Tower Lake next to it. Many flowers are planted in the lake, which are fed by the secret medicine of the Wenxiang Sect and will not wither in all seasons. It is a better scenery.
There are trees and willows every ten steps along the lake shore, which makes the scenery even more quiet and leisurely and elegant.
At this time, the golden figure falling from the sky landed on the opposite side of Iron Tower Lake, facing the Tianxiang Tower across the lake.
The protector on the right took a look and his face changed slightly.
Xu Shouru was waiting for him to report back, but when he saw that a few breaths had passed and the Right Protector did not turn around or speak, he could not help but frown slightly and scolded: "Right Protector, in front of all the distinguished guests, what did you see? Gaffe?"
The right protector turned sideways and said: "Leader, a monster fell on the other side of the lake."
The distinguished guests were a little curious when they heard what he said. They each got up and walked a few steps, then went out to lean on the railing and look out.
On the other side of the lake, there is nothing strange, except that there is an extra golden hall.
On the top of the hall with double eaves, there are five spines and six beasts, which are magnificent and divine, making people feel solemn and ashamed of themselves.
"What a magnificent palace."
Xu Shouru snorted coldly, "You said this hall just flew down. Well, I don't know who it is, and dares to play tricks on the territory of my Wenxiang Sect."
The right protector opened his mouth and was at a loss.
God is pitiful, if it were just a palace, it wouldn't make him lose his temper like this.
The envoy of the temple gave the Wenxiang Cult the skills to grow wind and thunder wings, spray fragrant powder and phosphorus fire, and be good at flying into the sky. After practicing it to the seventh or eighth level, it is not difficult to carry a large palace and fly into the air.
But just now, what was on the other side of Iron Tower Lake was clearly a monster.
The monster's torso was like a golden palace, but it stretched out its long arms and legs. Its hands and feet seemed to be made of gold and copper, standing on the other side of the Iron Tower Lake like a living creature.
There are two doors and two windows on the front of the Golden Palace.
The two windows glowed red, like the pupils of a ferocious beast, and the two doors opened and closed slightly, spitting out turbulent white light from time to time.
Just like the breath of the gods and monsters, the heat is so long that it makes the lake water ripple.
The right protector went out to have a look, and the monster looked at him horribly.
Hehehe seemed to be laughing strangely in his ears, and then he was so frightened that he couldn't make any sound.
How come in just a blink of an eye, the monster's hands and feet were hidden without a trace, leaving only an ordinary hall standing there?
"A strange gust of wind has damaged the elegance, but this hall is beautifully built and cannot be ignored."
Xie Manjiang's eyes changed slightly, and he stared at the main hall with a look of interest, and said, "Such a big gift is coming to your door, why doesn't Brother Xu send someone to receive it?"
Hearing this, Xu Shouru looked at the main hall again and was a little moved. He immediately smiled and said: "Okay, as Brother Xie said, no matter who is playing tricks, he will be self-defeating."
Among the people present, one person suddenly shouted: "Leader, I would like to go to that palace to have a look around, eliminate hidden dangers, and dedicate this palace to the Lord."
Xu Shouru looked back and saw that the man had big eyes and a flat nose, sparse hair, a long beard, a martial robe, and a thick build. He turned out to be the Dragon Bi Xiang Master of the Wen Xiang Sect.
There are twenty-four incense masters in the Wenxiang Sect. They were originally divided into separate areas, and they jointly control the land of Yuzhou.
It's just that since the envoy from the temple came two years ago and gave the skills, there have been more masters in the sect. Among the original incense masters, there are also some who are covetous of the benefits of the main altar, and have repeatedly submitted memorials, saying that they should always be with the sect leader.
Xu Shouru also promoted some people as new incense masters as appropriate. Some of the old incense masters had close friends, so they came to him.
When you arrive at the main altar, you can get the holy medicine produced from the Heavenly Fragrance Lotus Throne nearby. Not only can it help you practice martial arts, but when you take it, you will feel like you are in a fairyland, with countless comforts and thousands of tastes that are indescribable.
Most of the fragrances sent to other places are diluted and diluted.
This dragon-bis incense master is also the best among the old twenty-four incense masters. In the past two years, he has taken many holy medicines to practice, practiced several unique arts, and has practiced martial arts to the eighth level.
Xu Shouru nodded and praised: "Go ahead."
The Right Protector quickly gave Master Longbi Xiang a hand and said, "I just saw that the main hall has hands and feet. I'm afraid there are other mechanisms inside. It's not a trivial matter. Don't take it lightly."
The Master of Longbixiang laughed, nodded in agreement, put his palm on the railing, and flew down from the eighteenth floor of the Tianxiang Tower.
This 18-story high-rise building, at night, looks like a majestic lamppost reaching into the sky. It is so towering that even those with a weak character would be frightened just standing here.
The owner of Longbi Xiang wanted to show off. When he turned over and jumped down, he did not rush to open his wind and thunder wings. Instead, he raised his arms in the air, and his two big sleeves fluttered like feather wings, gliding away in the wind.
In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the entire Iron Tower Lake, his speed was extremely fast, and laughter spread from the air.
When he was about to hit the main hall, Longbi Xiangzhu suddenly spun around and changed direction from flying almost close to the ground. Like a top, he flew into the air at high speed.
Big puffs of glowing phosphorus powder were exuding all over his body, including his sleeves and collar.
These phosphorus powders catch the wind and ignite a blazing fire. The fire is green and fierce.
This is also a variation of the "Phosphorus Fire Flying Smoke Technique", which can change the true nature of flesh and blood, causing the body to secrete a large amount of phosphorus powder, which can be used at any time.
Now, the dragon nose incense master rotated violently, and the green flames around it gathered into a tornado of air. In the blink of an eye, it was dozens of feet high and more than two feet thick.
A tall willow tree on the shore of the lake was only slightly rubbed by the green flame tornado, and was immediately torn into pieces and turned into fly ash, leaving not even a single intact branch or leaf.
"Good means."
On the Tianxiang Tower, a disciple of the Wenxiang Sect exclaimed, "The Master of Dragonbis Fragrance was able to create so much fragrant powder and phosphorus fire in an instant without even releasing his wind and thunder wings. I am afraid that he is about to reach the peak of the eighth heaven." Alright?"
Another incense master laughed and said: "I thought Long Bi was devoted to some good-natured beauties. Even if he was not afraid of being weak, he would still be distracted. I didn't expect that he had such profound attainments in martial arts, and he also put in a lot of hard work in daily life. .”
"But with his skill, the heat of phosphorus fire is so high that even copper and iron can be melted in an instant. If the palace is in front of him, it will be completely destroyed if he hits it. How can he dedicate it to the leader?"
"You don't know something now. I think he used this move very wisely. If there is something weird in this hall, if he hits it, it may not be destroyed, but the internal mechanism will definitely have obstacles.
If there is no weirdness in this hall, the people in the hall cannot sit back and watch him destroy the hall. Otherwise, once the hall is destroyed, the flame tornado will cover it, and the people in the hall will completely lose the opportunity. Even if their skills are higher than his, I am afraid they will be captured by him. hurt. "
"I see."
Even Xu Shouru, Ye Huangqi and others secretly approved of the Longbi Xiang master's methods.
Only Xie Manjiang said nothing, staring at the hall.
At this moment, the emerald green tornado had hit the main hall, and only a crisp sound was heard.
boom!
The flame tornado suddenly dispersed.
I saw the dragon-bis incense master hit the door panel of the golden hall with his head, flipped over with a bang, and fell down the steps in front of the golden hall, his limbs twitching and his whole body limp.
Stream after stream of blood shot out from everywhere on his body like arrows, as if the force of his collision just now had shattered the flesh and blood of his joints.
The people on the Tianxiang Tower, who were laughing and talking, suddenly fell silent, and all of them lost their voices.
Tai Sui Martial Arts, physically arrogant, a majestic eighth-level martial arts master, even if he hits a hill while using his Qing Kung with all his strength, he will only suffer minor flesh and skin injuries at most. Instead, the hill will probably be knocked out of a big hole. Cause landslides.
However, now, Master Longbixiang, who had reached the eighth level of martial arts and practiced the techniques taught by the temple, was killed head-on by a door panel.
That's right, Longbi Xiangzhu's body was no longer moving, and the wounds on his body showed no signs of healing. The powerful vitality of Tai Sui Martial Arts seemed to be completely wiped out the moment he hit the gate of the Golden Palace.
"What's the sound? Did you hit a bird?"
In the deep silence, a voice came from the golden palace. Liu Ziyan opened the door and looked outside.
"Ah, why is he a dead person?"
He was a little surprised when he saw the body of the Longbixiang Master. He pushed up his glasses, looked up and looked around, and then looked at the Tianxiang Tower opposite.
"It turns out that we have reached the territory of Wenxiang Sect."
Liu Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, turned to his companions in the palace and said, "It's okay, we have arrived at our destination, there is a Wenxiang Cult..."
Guan Luoyang entered meditation to comprehend the skills in Gu Yunqing's mind, leaving only a vague and vague thought to activate the Xiaokong Mingbao Palace.
In this way, when Xiaokong Mingbao Palace was on the road, it was natural to use some of the mysteries of the ancient civilization's qi and blood martial arts.
Outsiders basically can't see it. Even if they see it, they will only feel that there is some golden thing jumping through the clouds and flying away, up and down, coming and going silently.
However, the people staying in the hall did not feel any bumps. Liu Ziyan and the others were all calm and peaceful, practicing the exercises Guan Luoyang gave them. They felt that the exercises were a perfect match for their own family. After a lot of accumulation, they were out of control. , deeply immersed in it.
They didn't even notice that the treasure hall had stopped. It was the sound of Master Longbixiang ramming him to death that caught their attention.
It is not surprising to say why he was killed. After all, this Xiao Kong Ming Palace contains the Xiao Kong Star Symbol Formation.
If outsiders are hostile and approach unexpectedly, they will inevitably fall into a temporary trance and feel empty and confused.
Longbi Xiangzhu was performing high-speed movements when he suddenly fell into a daze and was inevitably knocked down.
However, this palace is controlled by Guan Luoyang's seemingly invisible energy. In conjunction with the formation, he noticed that this person was full of bad karma and resentment, and that bit of energy was touched, causing the formation to shake and kill him.
During the whole process, Guan Luoyang's main energy was still to close his eyes and meditate on the mysteries of martial arts, without looking outside.
How could those people on the Tianxiang Tower have imagined that the death of the Lord Longbi Xiang was just like a bit of unsightly dust being dusted away inadvertently.
They only saw Liu Ziyan pushing the door open and looking around. Among them, there were a few with sharp eyesight who saw that Liu Ziyan was also an eighth-level cultivator. They thought at the moment that this person and his accomplices must have used some sinister means in conjunction with the golden palace.
The master of Longbi Xiang died unjustly. He must have been too close and was a little reckless!
Among the incense masters, there was one known as the "Hand of the King of Hell with Golden Holes", Yan Incense Master. His mind was spinning like lightning. He suddenly raised his hands, his skin suddenly turned green, and eight funeral nails flew out from his ten fingers.
In addition to practicing the "Phosphorus Fire Flying Smoke Technique", this Master Yan Xiang also practiced the "Green Sea True Light Hand". After the true nature of flesh and blood has been transformed, he can obtain nutrients through sunlight, moonlight, firelight, etc., and can also use sunlight to It turns into heat and electricity and enters the body, stored in the arms.
When necessary, he can shoot out thin beams of light between his ten fingers, pierce through gold and stone, and melt holes.
He was a master of hidden weapons, but he thought the ten-finger true light was not vicious enough, so he combined the hidden weapon techniques to create the "ten-finger true light nail".
The nails on the mourning door are highly poisonous. After being infused with true light and coupled with the physical strength of the concealed weapon, they are superimposed and fired out, many times faster than Lei Yin.
Although the speed alone is slower than the true light between the fingers, the mourning door nail is not light in weight. In terms of the power to pierce armor, it is ten times stronger than the pure light between the fingers.
Yan Xiangzhu's timing was spot on.
After Liu Ziyan opened the door, he turned his head again, with the back of his head facing outward.
With such a distance, even if there were any sinister means in the palace, it would be difficult to harm Master Yan Xiang. On the contrary, if he killed the young man with one blow, he would be able to show his face in front of many distinguished guests.
Unexpectedly, the eight funeral door nails reached behind Liu Ziyan and suddenly turned around out of thin air. Liu Ziyan, who had turned around, grabbed them all with his palms.
Looking carefully, he saw that although the eight funeral nails were held in his hand, they actually did not touch his skin.
"You attacked me?!"
Liu Ziyan turned around and stared at Yan Xiangzhu. His eyes looked through the lenses of his glasses, revealing an almost perverted excitement.
"I have only been able to use one power to fight against the enemy for such a long time. Today I have finally recovered ten power points. You can sneak attack me."
"You are really asking for death!"
The five fingers on his hand changed slightly, and it was impossible to tell how they moved. The eight funeral nails were actually transformed into a thin needle by him, and suddenly disappeared into the air.
Liu Ziyan used to be a wilderness survival anchor. After becoming a reincarnator, his first mission was to help a group of monks hunt down a pair of head-turning masters in a tropical jungle.
The two head-reducing masters trained themselves to be half-human and half-corpse, and they were extremely vicious. At the last moment, they merged into a male and female, forming a two-headed monster that killed and injured a group of monks.
When the leader of the monks was about to die, he passed on the telekinesis he had cultivated throughout his life to Liu Ziyan, asking him to deliver the final blow to the seriously injured two-headed monster.
After a thrilling, nightmare-like experience, Liu Ziyan became an official reincarnator. Thinking that he had the foundation to move objects with telekinesis, he wanted to buy some long-range weapons that were particularly suitable for telekinesis.
After seeing the two-headed monster, he really didn't want to get too close to the enemy in future missions.
Originally, this strengthening direction was not bad. He bought a set of telepathy steel needles produced from special materials in the world of "Steel Shell City".
After having your own team, it is more convenient for the team members to cooperate with each other and focus on long-range attacks.
But later, while performing a mission in the world of "The Grandson of the Slippery Ghost", an old sly ghost from the local friendly camp discovered the foundation of Liu Ziyan's telepathy power, went through his inventory, and found a Buddhist chanting method collected hundreds of years ago. .
The "Little Tianlong Zen Sings the Eight Treasures Ruyi Acupuncture Technique" is of high quality. It is said to be a method left behind by Jianzhen when he traveled eastward. Slippery ghosts and other monsters cannot practice it, but Liu Ziyan is very good at practicing it.
However, after he succeeded in practicing, he discovered that Xiao Tianlong Chan's acupuncture technique was pure compassion and had profound meaning. When using this acupuncture technique to save people, it was extremely effective, even for people like Su Hui. For people who have undergone prosthetic transformation, most of their injuries can often be cured with just one injection.
But if he kills people this way, the effect will be only one-tenth of what it was when he saved people.
In fact, in terms of deep foundation, he is the tallest among the team. When he entered this world, he was already at the peak of four stars.
However, for the entire team, treatment is more important to avoid affecting the therapeutic effect of compassionate acupuncture. His hobby of remote Yin people has been suppressed for a long time.
Guan Luoyang recognized this and taught him a spell that would not affect the healing method of "Little Tianlong Zen Sing", but would also allow him to exert his ultimate killing power.
After the flying needle was killed, Liu Ziyan's handprints changed four times and he recited a spell.
Yan Xiangzhu caught four times in the guardrail, all of which were empty.
Xu Shouru suddenly reached out with his fingers and pinched a thin needle. The tip of the long needle had already pierced the center of Yan Xiangzhu's eyebrows.
Master Yan Xiang hurriedly took a step back, still in shock, and said: "Thank you so much, Master!"
Before he finished speaking, he felt a sting between his eyebrows, and a loud voice echoed in his mind.
The mighty heavenly dragon, the world-honored Ksitigarbha!
Prajna Buddhas, Vajra Flame!
Diamond flame! ! Diamond flame! ! Diamond flame! ! ! !
Someone saw that Yan Xiangzhu's eyebrows were still pricked with a thin red dot by the long needle.
The needle just now didn't touch him at all, but the idea on the needle had already penetrated into his mind.
Master Yan Xiang's expression was dull, and then golden fire suddenly erupted from his seven orifices, and he turned into a skeleton and fell to the ground.
Now the discerning people on the tower saw something very wrong. The vitality of Tai Sui Martial Arts was extremely strong, and the flame just now seemed to use vitality as firewood. The thicker the vitality, the fiercer it burned. A skeleton was burned out in an instant.
It was the first time since they had practiced Tai Sui Martial Arts that they felt so insecure.
Xu Shouru folded the long needle with a click, his face turned purple with anger, and he looked at the main hall.
There was no conversation or laughter at all on the Tianxiang Pagoda. There was only a deep silence, and a little panic hidden deep in the anger.
These people have been entrenched in the ancient Central Plains and have been domineering for fifty years. They think that they are elegant and aloof. Even though they were incredibly shocked when the envoy of the temple came, they later lived a more prosperous life.
The fate of tens of millions of people in Yuzhou is still in their hands after all. They are ignorant and ignorant, waiting for the means they devise to provide for their fun and enjoyment, and to cultivate their grace and calmness.
How long has it been, how long has it been since you were truly at a loss?
The Wenxiang Sect has been established for fifty years, and distinguished guests from the Thirteen Taihang Banners, the Daming Society, and even the envoys of the temple are here.
He couldn't resist the feeling of terror brought by the arrival of this hall.
The arrival of the Golden Palace was just a few breaths ago.
But now, this terror is like a silent darkness, spreading all over the sky, so thick that it seems to suffocate all ghosts.
(End of chapter)
