MTL - Beiyin Great Sage-Chapter 569 obtain

  Chapter 569 started

  When Liu Mengyan found Wen Shanjing, the other party was staying in a small mountain village outside the city, accompanied by more than ten cronies.

   "Who would have thought that Cui Shao, the dignified senior brother of Tianyi Sect, would be willing to stay in this unnamed mountain village for ten years without anyone knowing about it."

  He stood in front of the bamboo door with his hands behind his back, looking at the slightly hunched figure in the courtyard, he said in a leisurely voice:

   "But Senior Cui is really willing?"

   "What are you talking about?" The man in the courtyard had an ancient complexion, wrinkled face, calloused and rough hands, and looked like a mountain dweller.

Do not!

  He is a mountain man.

  His eyes are dull and empty, as if he has been tortured by life and lost his spirituality. He is as busy as a walking dead for eating and drinking every day.

  Looking at Wen Shanjing, his eyes were surprised:

   "I don't understand what you're talking about?"

  The sudden arrival of such a group of people in the mountain village naturally caused a lot of restlessness.

   Presumably the cautious mountain people closed their doors, but there are also those who are bold and curious, quietly eavesdropping on the movement here.

  Tianyimen, Cui Shao.

   These were extremely unfamiliar to them, but judging from the respectful attitude of the others, it seemed that the old clapper in the village was not an ordinary person.

   It's really strange.

   "Why bother."

  Wen Sanjing sighed softly:

   "Senior Cui probably didn't know that when your wife returned to her mother's house, she was already pregnant. Now the child should be ten years old, right?"

   "..."

  The mountain man raised his head, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and Gujing's expressionless expression also showed some ripples.

   "I heard that the Huang family has always wanted the senior's wife to remarry, but that one has always refused, obviously still thinking about the senior."

  Wen Sanjing continued to speak:

   "I know the whereabouts of Zixuejian."

   Shua!

  The mountain man raised his head suddenly, the dullness and emptiness in his eyes disappeared instantly, and a sharp sword intent seemed to come out through his body.

  Obviously the clothes are the same, but at this time the mountain people are like swords out of their scabbards, with cold light shining, making it difficult to look directly at.

  He stared at Wen Sanjing with a hoarse voice:

   "Really?"

   "Naturally." Wen Shanjing nodded:

   "Wen can swear!"

"it is good."

  Cui Shao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly swung his palm at the stone mill next to him.

  The stone mill was as big as three people surrounded, and the two layers of stone rollers weighed an unknown amount of catties. Under his palm, it shattered with a bang, revealing the long sword inside.

   "Zheng..."

  The sword jumped up and fell into Cui Shao's hands. The blade of the sword groaned softly, as if he had been in power for many years and reappeared happily.

   "Wen, who do you want me to deal with?"

   "Get in the carriage, please."

   Wen Sanjing bowed and saluted:

   "Let's talk about it."

  ...

  The carriage is wide, and a group of eight people will not feel cramped.

  Cui Shao got into the car. In addition to Wen Shanjing and Liu Mengyan, there was also a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and strange eyes.

   "Tianyi Gate."

  The man chuckled:

   "I heard that the elder brother of Tianyi Sect killed his master the night before the sect master's succession ceremony, and fled with the inherited treasure Zi Xuejian."

   "Unexpectedly, I saw the master here."

   "Brother He, please be careful, there is another reason for this matter." Wen Shanjing shook his head, and at the same time stretched out his hand to quote:

   "This is the flying star player He Yanhe Daxia from Liangzhou. The flying star picking moon hand is a masterpiece. Senior Cui should have heard of it?"

"Ok."

  Cui Shao nodded slowly:

   "The wonderful thief He Yan, Cui has not asked about Jianghu affairs for many years. I don't know when he got the nickname Flying Star Hand."

   "Haha..." He Yanlang laughed:

   "As early as a few years ago, He had already washed his hands and stopped doing that sneaky business, otherwise why would he be so tight."

   As he spoke, he touched the gold ingot beside him.

  There are thirty gold ingots on the tray, each of which is worth ten taels of pure gold. If it is exchanged at the current market price, it can be exchanged for more than four thousand taels of silver.

   Even according to the official price, it is three thousand taels of silver!

   This amount of money is not cheap even for a wealthy family.

   And this is the reward for asking him to make a shot.

   "This is Brother Liu Mengyan Liu, let's get to know each other." Wen Shanjing looked at Liu Mengyan, nodded, and asked with hope:

"how?"

   "He didn't agree." Liu Mengyan shook his head.

   "It's a pity." Wen Shanjing sighed softly.

  Although it was a pity, he had anticipated this, so he shook his head and stopped mentioning it.

   After all, according to that person's style, he can obviously earn a lot of money by being in a high position, but he is willing to hide in the mountains and be a person who is ascetic.

   Such people,

   Not keen on money, women, and power.

  In addition to what Liu Mengyan said, Zhou Yi has a cold personality and is not a person who pursues righteousness. It is really hopeless to ask him to help.

   There was also the blood-handed old devil, who was very powerful, but his temperament was too weird, so he couldn't invite him either.

   Fortunately...

enough!

  He glanced at the few people in the field, paused for a moment on Liu Mengyan, feeling at ease.

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   Shangyuan Festival.

   Liang Guo is second only to the New Year's festival. On this day, every household decorates with lanterns and festoons to dispel bad luck, and the market is bustling until the next day.

   There is a lot of noise, and it is also convenient for some people to do things.

  Meng's mansion.

   Night falls.

  More than a dozen black shadows swooped in from all over the place, appeared near the courtyard, exchanged messages with each other through secret whistles, and jumped into the courtyard silently.

"Well…"

  On the ridge of the roof, Zhou Yi in a black robe was like a ghost hiding in the dark night. Seeing this, he touched his chin:

   "Interesting, it turned out to be a member of the Red Lotus Sect."

  Since Bai Fengyue received the seal of the Holy Buddha, the Red Lotus Sect has gradually withdrawn from the sphere of influence of Kunshan City, and there are only a few remaining.

   After all, with the Lin family in charge, it is difficult for the Red Lotus Sect to preach here. On the contrary, it loses many masters every year because of this.

  A large-scale action like today is even rarer.

   Shaking his head, Zhou Yi ignored it.

  No matter what they want to do, it has nothing to do with him. The purpose of my trip is the "Book of Thousand Souls", so as to cultivate the "dead mushroom".

   "Shua!"

   In a flash, he disappeared in place.

  Land Pentium: Consummation.

   Wind Control Art: Skilled (4/100)

  The proficiency of Yufeng Jue has increased Zhou Yi's speed by 20% on the original basis, and his body skills have become lighter and more elegant.

but.

  The cultivation of this skill is simply excruciatingly slow.

  For several years, whenever he walked, he used to run the Yufeng Jue habitually, and with his golden finger of Zheng Yongzheng, he was actually quite proficient.

   After advancing to the proficiency level, the progress will be slower.

  Compared to the Dacheng Realm Chunyang Iron Cloth Shirt, it is not bad at all.

   It's no wonder that Bai Fengyue handed over the Wind Control Art without hesitation. It may take more than ten or twenty years for ordinary true energy fighters to achieve this achievement.

  Proficient, Dacheng...

  It may not be possible in a lifetime!

   This made Zhou Yi even more curious about the limit of this skill. Such a method, with profound and subtle movements, should not be mediocre.

  Thirty percent increase seems to be a lot, but spending so long time is far less cost-effective than practicing a high-quality light kung fu.

   "Hoo..."

  The wind blows across the ground, bringing up some fallen leaves, but the figures have disappeared.

  Drunk Liu Laosan bid farewell to the man on the pier, staggered and pushed open the door, and felt cold just after entering the room.

   Years of fighting gave him a special sense of killing intent, just like now, his whole body is tense and his hairs are blowing out.

"Who?"

  Turning around, he looked cautiously at the dark figure in the room, and his drunkenness disappeared:

   "Who is your Excellency?"

   "The Book of Thousand Souls is on you?" Zhou Yi said in a low voice:

"take it out."

   "Hmph." Liu Laosan narrowed his eyes slightly, and hummed softly:

   "You let me take it?"

"Well…"

  Zhou Yi rubbed his chin, intending to show his hand, but after thinking about it, he waved his hand, with the force of his palm, and opened the curtain behind him.

   Simultaneously indicate:

   "Go and have a look."

"what?"

   Liu Laosan looked puzzled.

  His residence is next to the Meng family's mansion. Master Meng is a top-notch expert in cultivating true qi, which is why he is not afraid of people coming.

  As long as you shout, someone will come immediately.

  Carefully moved to the window, seeing the sight of ordinary people with eyes wide open, almost screaming.

  Kill!

   I don’t know when, more than a dozen men in black appeared in the Meng family’s mansion, killing wildly under the cover of gongs, drums, cheers, and firecrackers outside.

   There were figures lying in a pool of blood, many of whom were his acquaintances.

"How about it?"

   Zhou Yi said:

   "Can you take it out?"

   "..." Liu Laosan opened his mouth, his voice hoarse:

   "Take it out, won't you kill me?"

   "Don't worry." Zhou Yi said calmly:

   "I'm not interested in your life."

"it is good."

   Liu Laosan nodded:

   "I'll get it, you wait a moment."

   "Let someone go." Zhou Yi waved his hand:

   "Although I don't mind if you play some tricks, I don't like trouble. If you ask someone to get it, it's convenient for you and me, right?"

   "...Yes." Liu Laosan's eyes flickered, and his voice said:

   "Mother-in-law!"

   "Come here."

   After a while.

  A booklet appeared in Zhou Yi's hands.

   "Rubbing?"

"never mind."

  What is important about a book is the content inside. It doesn’t matter to him whether it is the real book or not, as long as the content is true.

   Flipping through it casually, I found a page with 'Death Mushroom'.

"Ok?"

   Eyebrows raised, Zhou Yi couldn't help showing a look of joy on his face. It not only has the characteristics of necromancer mushrooms, but also has a formula.

   Can maximize the efficacy of medicine.

  Looking at the typesetting style, this prescription should be added later, probably the prescription that Hengbaoju specially asked someone to make after knowing about the dead spirit mushroom.

  This time, it was cheaper for him.

  The Book of Thousand Souls contains descriptions of the necromancer's medicinal effects, characteristics, and growth environment, plus the Sutra of Impermanence of Life and Death. Zhou Yi is 80% sure of cultivating the necromancer.

"good!"

  Nodding his head, he put the book in his arms, and the breeze swayed in the field, and it disappeared, leaving behind the terrified Liu Laosan.

  Until it was confirmed that Zhou Yi had left, Liu Laosan's knees went limp, and he struggled and ran out.

  ...

  Meng Mansion.

   "Meng Xiu."

  Liu Xinran clenched her teeth and glared at the people in the field:

   "Unexpectedly, you also have today!"

   "The remnants of the Liu family." Meng Xiu's cheeks twitched, his eyes fixed on the Liu family siblings:

   "I shouldn't have let you escape back then, cut the weeds and rooted out the roots to prevent future troubles!"

"late!"

  Liu Xinran waved her plain hand lightly:

"superior!"

   "Kill him, and I will pay you one thousand taels of silver."

   "quack..."

  Two black shadows rushed out from the side, and each used their killer moves to rush towards Meng Xiu. When they shot, their energy surged, and they were indeed the people who had cultivated true energy.

  Although his breath is not strong, Meng Xiu is also an old man in his sixties.

   "Peng!"

   "Boom..."

  Accompanied by a series of fighting sounds, several cold lights shot out from Liu Xinran's hands, and the lightning flash penetrated into Meng Xiu's body and broke out.

   "Puff puff..."

  Meng Xiu's body froze, and several other people took the opportunity to make a move, and the corpse had been chopped into pieces under the criss-crossing of swords and swords.

"Ha ha…"

  Seeing the enemy bestowing the head, Liu Xinran couldn't help screaming up to the sky, the sword in his hand trembling with excitement, and when he regained consciousness, his face was ferocious:

"kill!"

   "Kill all the members of the Meng family, even the newborn child!"

  Liu Xiao on the side froze, turned her head suddenly, and looked at her sister with horror in her eyes.

  (end of this chapter)