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? Jiangzhou Prefecture is adjacent to Yangzhou Prefecture.
Deep in the mountains at the junction of the two prefectures.
The jungle is dense, blocking the sky.
? In the valley where the mist is dense and flows like a tide.
The valley is spacious, and there are traces of man-made leveling. Rows of houses are like houses, and there are faint figures in them, coming and going like weaving.
Looking down at a glance, I don't know that there are hundreds or thousands of people, all busy in an orderly manner, and many of the walking crowd are naked, and they obviously have good martial arts cultivation.
Deep in the valley, a huge stone cave was excavated in the mountainside.
The cave is like a palace, with a post at ten steps and a sentry at five steps, and the sharp-clad soldiers look like eagles, scanning all directions.
The lights lit up one by one, illuminating the whole cave like daytime.
Guangming extended a long passage inwards. I don't know how much manpower and material resources were spent to build such a palace in the middle of the mountain.
An airtight stone room in the extreme depths.
A middle-aged man with a face as deep as a knife and an ax was sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, and a red mist boiled around him.
Wow! Crash!
There were bursts of torrent-like voices coming out of the middle-aged man's body. At first, it was like a clear spring and stream, but in a blink of an eye, it turned into a rushing river, like a tumbling river and sea, and the waves hit the sky.
Under the extremely high temperature, the clothes of the middle-aged man caught fire instantly and burned to nothing. On his naked body, drops of blood oozed out, like crystal clear pearls.
As soon as it meets the air, it immediately turns into wisps of mist and disperses.
The muscular body of the middle-aged man became thinner visible to the naked eye, as if all the blood in his body had been evaporated, and there seemed to be centipedes crawling around on the wrinkled skin of his body, so that his facial expression became extremely hideous. terror.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a stern whistle, and the stone room buzzed and trembled. He floated up, stepped on the strange asynchronous method in the room, and recited loudly: "The Supreme Lord is everywhere. There is no response to the Tao, The Three Realms and the Liuhe. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will be fierce."
"As soon as the imperial order arrives, the thunder will accompany you. If the disciple is in trouble, I hope you will be with you. Turn bad luck into good fortune, turn disaster into good fortune, and be as urgent as a law!"
After the mantra was recited, the originally dark stone room suddenly became bright and bright, and there seemed to be a Taoist voice responding in the void, and strands of energy descended, and suddenly turned into a statue wearing a colorful cloud suit, stepping on gossip, with the appearance of A humble Taoist with vicissitudes of life.
The Taoist nodded and smiled, and slowly walked towards the middle-aged man. His facial features kept changing, until he was almost the same as the middle-aged man, and suddenly merged into his body.
next moment.
The sound of running water came from the skinny body of the middle-aged man again, as if a spring that had been exhausted had been poured from a new source.
His skin and bones glowed with a glistening white light, gradually becoming transparent.
Tick ??tock!
Starting from the heart, a drop of golden liquid formed, slowly spreading towards the organs and body of the whole body, forming flowing golden lines.
"Exchange blood! Exchange blood!"
A hoarse roar came from the middle-aged man's throat. It didn't know how long it had passed. He heard the stone chamber vibrate continuously, and there was a loud "bang", and the blocked stone door shattered into hundreds of pieces.
After hearing this thunderous sound, several figures came from all directions in the cave and knelt down on one knee: "Welcome Master to leave the pass."
Surrounded by red mist in the stone room, a hoarse voice came out: "Prepare a set of clothes for the teacher."
"yes!"
After a long while, the middle-aged man who put on clean clothes came to a hall in the cave, and looked at several apprentices who looked expectant.
This middle-aged man is one of the five leaders of the Daohui, Fang Datong.
His eldest apprentice, Hao Yuanju, is thirty-three this year, and has always acted prudently, but now he can't wait to ask: "Master, did your old man succeed?"
Fang Datong put his hands behind his back, his eyes met the candlelight in the hall, and said calmly: "It's considered."
Hearing this, Hao Yuanju and several other disciples were all overjoyed, and said in unison: "Congratulations, Master, for shedding the mortal blood and successfully exchanging blood. Since then, he has stepped into the top rank of the first rank!"
Fang Datong waved his hands, looking a little dispirited.
Several disciples looked at each other, and Hao Yuanju asked cautiously: "Master, you have made great progress in martial arts, why do you still look unhappy?"
"Should you be happy?" Fang Datong sighed, his eyes dim: "It's just a blood exchange. If the "Red Lotus Naluojia Sutra" has been passed on completely, as early as five years ago, I'm afraid I could have done this.Well, now not only is it five years late, but also"
When Fang Datong said this, a strong unwillingness rose in his heart.
Although he succeeded in exchanging blood today and entered the first-rank realm, he achieved it with the magic spell at the last critical moment.
If he hadn't borrowed the power of the 'God', he might have died of exhaustion.
However, there are borrowings and repayments between people, let alone borrowing from the "gods".
If you don't pay back, there will be disasters.
Even if it is returned, there will still be hidden dangers.
Hao Yuanju became more and more awed.
With a complete inheritance, you can achieve a first-class product five years ago?
Doesn't it mean that he is at his current age?
Although the two are master and apprentice, Fang Datong is only five or six years older than Hao Yuanju.
At the age of thirty-three, achieving the first grade is a talent that Hao Yuanju can't imagine, and he is only in the state of opening the pulse now.
"Master, I have something to report to you. Uncle Hu found the trace of the former Xia imperial family's descendant, and brought a group of people to meet him"
Hao Yuanju said respectfully.
"Oh! Is that the 'King Yama'? What a name!" Fang Datong chuckled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.
He retreated half a month ago, when the news that Pei Yuan nailed Delong had spread widely.
As the leader of the Daohui, Fang Datong was well-informed, so naturally he would not be ignorant.
Hao Yuanju said in a low voice: "Master, according to Uncle Hu's disclosure, he wants to welcome that 'Wang Yongnian' into the Daohui, and let us and everyone regard him as the master."
"Fang has worshiped the world, his parents, and the ancestor of Honglian in his life. Apart from that, there is no one or anything worthy of my worship, let alone a mere brat? Hu Yuanzhong is getting more and more outrageous." .¡±
Fang Datong sneered, sat down slowly in the high place in the hall, and said: "Although our Daohui aims to expel the Tartars and restore the hot summer, what we restore is the summer of all the people in the world, not the summer of the Bai family. "
"It's true that Liao people are hateful, but at the end of the hot summer, corrupt officials are rampant, vassal kings exploit the common people, and the people are unbearable tyranny, so they rise up. The loss of the Bai family can be said to be self-inflicted. The only annoying thing is that Liaoren took the opportunity Picked up a bargain"
"But my Central Plains orthodoxy is occupied by a foreign race, and the Bai family cannot escape the blame. It would be considered magnanimous for me not to pursue his crimes. What face dares to stand above us?"
Hao Yuanju said: "Then Master, should we get rid of it first"
"No!" Fang Datong shook his head, and said resolutely: "Since Hu Yuanzhong wants to bring him here, let him come, Yanxia has five hundred years of history, even if he has been dead for sixty years, there are still many people talking about it. Hu Yuanzhong is a self-proclaimed monk, doesn't he also miss Yanxia?"
"It can be seen that this flag, although it is worn out and old, is still useful!"
Fang Datong's eyes were deep, and he said lightly: "However, this person dared to chase and kill the sticky guard Baili by himself, nailed him to the top of the city, and even let him go to Beijing to assassinate the king. It can be seen that he is a rebellious person. His name has to break his bones first, otherwise how can he be obedient? ? - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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