Heart Survey

Chapter 2269 Looking for relatives and old stories

The arrow-like demonic energy walked away from the real blood demon, shuttling through the iron-colored sky.

The group of monsters in the distance that were stacked together and chewed the debris of the stars had descended from the sharp mountains to low mountains.

The demon world is always dark, as if the air is heavy.

However, this wisp of demonic energy jumped lightly in the air, as agile as a flying bird. It suddenly turned several times and used its wake as a line to depict a complex and mysterious map of the Big Dipper.

The pattern outlined by the demonic energy is almost blended with the surrounding darkness in the sky of the demon world, making it difficult to see the details clearly.

It is like a stretched drawing, floating freely in the air.

In the next moment, a change occurred. It was as if an invisible hand picked up this star map and shook it casually——

Wow.

It was like a very light and tiny sound like paper shaking.

When the voice fell, the pattern on the paper stood up, the star map turned into a dark mist, and an ancient portal engraved with the stars of the universe was erected in place.

What was really terrifying was that during this experience, he had almost no hope of escaping. He could only live a long life and look forward to the day when the landlord would relax his vigilance. However, landlord Xiao Jiang’s cultivation speed is just like this bastard’s movement. That’s so fast! More than a thousand miles in one day!

Watching the inner palace, the outer building, and the divine presence continue to rise, one thing changes every day, it's like seeing the beheading guillotine drawing closer quickly. Death is coming!

This process of waiting for death is more difficult than death itself. Every day seems like a year. In this way, he and Jiang Xiaoyou have been together for thousands of years!

If we don't catch the man named Jiang and imprison him for a thousand years, where he will be intimidated, beaten and kicked every day, why should we let go of this hatred?

But Ao Kui also knew that this matter was almost impossible - even though he was now regarded as the supreme being in the demon world, the fifth one in the demon world who had mastered the "Mountain and River Breaking Dragon Demon Art", and one of the eight great demon kings.

"It doesn't matter." Ao Kui waved his hand, and the dragon's beard shook slightly: "I have an old friend. I seem to have heard his greeting... He is still so rude."

Six years have passed since we said goodbye in the Floating Land World in the year 3922 of the Dao Calendar.

After all, Xiao Jiang is the first genius of the human race. It was under his own eyes that he created a history of cultivation, won honors one after another, and reached the heights he later reached. He knew very well the weight of such a genius, and he had absolutely no chance of capturing this thief.

It was like there was an invisible rag that smoothed away the wrinkles of the water waves.

In order to trick Jiang Wang into entering the game, Old Long Ao Kui spent a lot of money to offer this ancient secret technique.

Jiang Wang felt the confrontation between the oars and the river water, and said casually: "The Flying Immortal Thunder is enough, there is no need to catch anything."

He, Ao, is in the demon world, his heart is in the sea, his ears are listening to the universe from all directions, and his eyes are always paying attention to the real world. He especially never misses the news about Xiao Jiang - that troublemaker often stirs up troubles and causes the world to be turbulent. Even if he wants to miss it, he can't. Not very easy.

A door to the wonders of the universe, constructed with the same method but with a more ancient style, suddenly appeared on the dome of the main hall. The once golden color has turned into dark black, less noble and more majestic.

"Little friend Jiang? I miss you so much! Where are you now? I will prepare a banquet of immortal delicacies, use the mist girl to accompany the wine, use eight horses to pull a cart, and bring you to the Demon Palace as a guest! That's all, please report your address quickly. , I will pick you up personally!"

The water of Shantaixi River has its own complex and strange features, and it is not very peaceful.

Then a gap opened and a wisp of sound squeezed in.

"Wow"~

The extremely light and tiny short syllables shaken out like hard rice paper had a very complex manifestation at this moment——

"Brother." Jiang Anan was afraid of disturbing Ye Qingyu, who was already asleep, so he sent a message: "In the situation just now, what spell should be followed after Feixian Lei? Qixuan Thunder Light seems a bit wasteful."

In order to fit in with the environment of the devil world, it is not bright and does not show any light.

……

Especially in the recent period, Xiao Jiang has become a "celestial being" again...

His Lord Ao Kui has had ups and downs in his life, what kind of troubles has he not experienced?

"Old Ao Kui! You have moved to a new home. Are you still getting used to it? I don't know how to say hello to your former landlord!"

The terrifying pressure was like a mountain hanging upside down, and the ghostly energy in the palace was rushing like a roaring sea.

Relying on this method of mysterious star chart construction, Jiang Zhenren later traveled all over the world and never got lost again.

Saying this, he cheered up a little, and through the "Gate of Wonders of the Universe", a voice came back enthusiastically——

All the real demons who were waiting in the hall to listen to the announcement fell to their knees one after another, not daring to make a sound.

But the touch of the ancient method of Xingtu Xuange told him unmistakably that it was the inheritance leaked by his betrayal of the Dragon Clan's oath. It was indeed that voice, it was indeed that person!

"Demon Lord..." The strongest real demon in Longyuan Demon Realm knelt on the ground and asked tentatively.

……

This is the "door to all the wonders of the universe" passed down by the ancient Dragon Emperor Yuan Hong, and created by the ancient method of star chart mysticism.

When Ao Kui heard a familiar voice in the palace, he thought it was an illusion, a trance caused by excessive longing.

There is hope for transcendence if you take a step further, why are you still trying to steal something?

I can only fantasize in my heart and have a good time.

It was thanks to Jiang Xiaoyou's finishing touch that he was defeated from the competition of Yuheng Xingjun, and he was gratified to lose the thousand-year game. This kindness is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea.

God knows how much the Demonic World's Supreme Ghost Dragon Demon King has missed Jiang Xiaoyou during these six years.

Sitting on the throne of the secluded forest, the ghost dragon demon king with the head of a dragon and the body of a dragon, with bone spurs, suddenly raised his eyelids, as if he had woken up from a nap.

But at this moment, with a ray of devilish energy, one can find relatives and friends in the devil world——

He already shares the supreme power of the demon clan and is almost omnipotent in the demon world, but his hands cannot reach the real world.

Even the dragon pattern on the door frame looks like a knife or ax.

This door was knocked from the air.

It's still a dark color outlined by demonic energy, but there are also dim stars wandering uncertainly in the oval carving in the center of the portal.

By being able to realize the waste of power, she is already truly understanding combat.

Although the time he spent with Xiao Jiang was only three years, it seemed too short to be worth mentioning in his long life. But these three years were three years without freedom at all, three years of groveling and humiliation, three years of being locked in a dungeon every day and having their strength continuously drained!

Well, these are actually nothing.

Boom!

The water monster with a ghost face and a frog body fell into the water, and the ripples it caused spread a little, and then suddenly disappeared. The lightning on the water monster was also trapped in the undercurrent and could no longer be seen.

In today's entire demon world, there is probably only one being who can recognize it.

In a ghostly country somewhere, there is a palace complex with black as the main color, the roofs are like sword thorns, the eaves are like barbs, and the style is ferocious and cold.

"After a flying fairy thunder, I saw that the water monster was still alive and kicking." Jiang Anan didn't quite understand: "I also aimed at the vital point."

Jiang Wang didn't answer and asked instead: "Have you mastered the voice-hearing immortal state I taught you?"

"Hey." Jiang An'an was still very serious while listening to the class. She temporarily held down the golden compass and said unhappily: "That one is a bit difficult."

"That is indeed not easy. I have been practicing for a long time." Jiang Wang said: "But mastering the voice is of great help in battle. Not only can it help you compete for the advantage of knowledge and home field, but it can also do more. Much. Like this-"

He pointed casually, and a flying fairy thunder swept across the water like a thunderbolt, and happened to land on the head of a water monster that emerged from the water. There was not much movement, and the water monster twitched and sank to the bottom. "Same Daoyuan, same speed, do you see any difference?" Jiang Wang asked.

The pupil technique that Jiang Anan has practiced is the "Lingxiao Tribulation Eyes" taught by Ye Lingxiao. Of course, she is still far from perfecting it and cannot reach the point of "looking up to see calamity". But insight into the battlefield is still very useful.

"You made use of the sound of thunder." Jiang Anan suppressed the thunder in his eyes, his eyes bright and bright: "The sound and the thunder go hand in hand, accelerating the cutting of the water monster's defense, amplifying the damage of the flying fairy thunder - but without disturbing the original In some spells, precise manipulation of the sounds requires coordination, which requires very high control skills..."

Jiang Wang smiled: "Practice more."

Jiang An settled down for a moment.

Now the whole world knows that her brother, Jiang Anan, is an unparalleled genius. He seems to be able to master all swordsmanship and Taoism at a glance, and masters them as soon as he learns them. He seems to be invincible from birth. But she has known since childhood how her brother became her brother.

"I want to practice something you don't know first, such as fortune telling and so on." Jiang Anan lowered his head and said, "I can't help you in a fight."

"Why can't you help?" Jiang Wang grinned and said, "You call me brother, and I will be full of fighting spirit. I can beat a thousand people with one horse. I can punch Zhongxuan Fenghua or kick Dou's son. It's all a matter of course."

Jiang Anan couldn't help but laugh, and curled her lips again: "Try to coax Sister Qingyu, I'm not a child anymore."

"Is she very tired recently?" Jiang Wang thought thoughtfully.

"You just know?" Jiang An'an rolled her eyes at him: "She doesn't like to settle accounts! She usually finds it noisy when the skylark crows several times, and she wishes she could stay alone all day. Opening an inn to do business and dealing with many people is such a tedious task Sister Qingyu hates noisy things again."

She sighed deeply again: "But with cultivation, there is no other way."

Jiang Wang was a little funny: "You understand again."

"Why don't I understand?" Jiang An'an was unconvinced: "Just like I think writing copybooks is very hard, I will still write a lot of copybooks. I get tired easily but I will also practice Feixian Lei over and over again. See you next time To me, it’s the ‘Wonderful Sound and Flying Immortal Thunder’!”

"Master the voice-hearing immortal state first, and you will get twice the result with half the effort." Jiang Wang raised his finger and tapped his ears: "If you control the sound enough, you can grasp the battle situation more accurately and know what level of power can kill the target. Not like now. There is only a general feeling, feeling too much, feeling less, feeling wasted... the feeling is not that accurate. The so-called combat intuition should be the perception of victory after tens of thousands of tempers, and the so-called combat judgment must be based on sufficient Better knowledge."

"My brother." Jiang An'an raised her forehead and sighed: "If you care about us, you can just say a few sentences now and then. When it comes to spiritual practice, you don't talk long and heavy."

Jiang Wang smiled softly and said nothing.

……

"It's a long road and I don't want to walk it alone."

The peak of Hongzhong has been dangerous since ancient times. Among the famous mountains in the Western Region, it ranks high.

At this moment, there is a person on the top of the mountain, standing on the cliff.

He is holding a piece of cloth in his right hand and is slowly wrapping it around his left hand. It is not clear how hard he is exerting his force, but this action gives people the feeling that it is like a catapult, slowly turning the noose.

The ultimate sense of power!

Under his skin and in his muscles, there seemed to be endless power that could not be contained by this legendary body, so it kept overflowing like mist.

Pure power can actually have a substantial appearance.

So he was not standing there majestic, but he was more majestic than the mountain.

"I once had two best friends." The man said: "I hope that we can be together forever. I hope that after traveling thousands of miles, they will still be by my side after thousands of years. I teach them cultivation seriously. , but their ambition is not martial arts. I really hope to go with them, but I understand that sooner or later we will be separated. I am not a person who can't see through, but after I left Qin, I had nothing, I only had them, you understand?"

The commander-in-chief of the Great Qin Empire's fighting army, Wang Zhao, a real person in this world, stood in front of this man.

He has a short beard, wears bright armor, and has a high-spirited posture. At first glance, he is a very proud man. But in front of Wang Ao, he knew that he had nothing to be arrogant about.

Martial arts is a new path, and the accumulation of martial arts is far less than the mainstream practice. The higher the level, the more limited the means, and you need to explore everything by yourself. Especially for people like Wang Ao who are at the forefront of martial arts, there is no one to ask for advice. Every step is to walk on a high cliff in the fog to find a way for the people of the world.

For those who are strong on the mainstream path of cultivation, any secret method has been refined over time and washed over time.

However, Wang Ao, as a martial arts master who blazed a trail on his own, has repeatedly demonstrated the world's top level of Dong Zhen expression, and is the most powerful contender for the title of "The Best Zhen in the World"!

There was even a time when the True Lord of Shendu was looking for plans in the sea. Taking advantage of the fact that Gaodu was entrusting the sea clan and could not move away, he gathered a group of True Lords to steal into the depths of the sea and cut off half of the dragon's horns. Wang Ao also participated in it.

He is the only real person among them!

Although Gao Jie was in charge of the clan at that time and could not move away, and although Gao Jie had to be wary of dragon fishermen who might be fishing... Wang Ao's power was enough to show.

Of course Wang Zhao is the representative of the young and strong faction of the Great Qin Empire, but at this time the famous general in the Western Region only answered seriously: "I probably understand."

A simple boxing glove is made with a piece of cloth. Wang Ao began to wrap his other hand and said slowly: "Sun Heng sees things more clearly than I do. He knew that sooner or later we would have to say goodbye, and it was better to leave sooner than later. He said that his ability was limited and he would not save the world. , he went back to save his hometown——"

Who is Sun Heng?

Wang Zhao didn't recognize it.

But he thought that to be mentioned like this by Wang Ao, he must be a great person.

"Dou Yuemei also left with him." Wang Ao said.

Wang Zhao then knew that Sun Heng and Dou Yuemei were the two best friends that Wang Ao said. He thought there was a sequel to this story, but Wang Ao stopped telling it.

Life often has short journeys, and many times after taking two steps, you realize there is no need to continue.

"I have given up too much in my life, but martial arts is at my feet." Wang Ao said: "These days, I measure my hometown with my feet, and I always feel that there are still some things that need to be settled."

Wang Zhao asked: "How to end it?"

"I was also born into the Wang family, although I was a side branch. I lived quite happily when I was a child, even though my family was poor. Later... everything was gone." The white cloth strips on my hands are like the threads of memory, wrapped one after another. .

Behind Wang Ao is the rising sun, which has just risen and spreads its golden brilliance among the layers of clouds.

"You should have investigated the specific process clearly. I don't want to talk about right and wrong. That matter has nothing to do with you. It is probably not the subjective wish of your father who has died in the battlefield. Sometimes a giant beast alone If it turns over unintentionally, many flowers, plants and reptiles will be crushed to death.”

"But my family was indeed turned into rubble during that turn."

Wang Ao raised his eyes and looked at Wang Zhao and asked: "The resistance that was crushed into the soil and was too slight to be felt should be seen today, right?"

"Of course." Wang Zhao said, "I came here today just to see it."

Wang Ao finally wrapped his hands: "I am really strong, so I have to suppress myself a little. Otherwise, I will accidentally jump up. Is it the blue sky avenue or the abyss above, I haven't seen clearly yet - —”

"Take my punch, Wang Zhao."

"Take it, let's clear it up."

"If you can't take it, let's clear it up."

(End of this chapter)