Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 267
In the wilderness under the winter night, the fog is deep and the moon is dim.

There was also a northern cry, shrill and shrill, like the cry of a ghost.

A figure was erratic in it.

Xu Yin is like a swimming fish, swimming silently in the depths of the white mist, although the speed is extremely fast, but it does not cause much movement, giving people a sense of agility and ethereal.

His goal is very clear, he only needs to follow the traces left by the three people in front of him, and he can keep pursuing without worrying about getting lost in the direction.

Finally, Xu Yin saw the outline of the city wall, which seemed a little fuzzy under the cover of night and fog.

At this moment, all remaining traces stopped abruptly.

Instead, there are broken slopes, deep ravines, and large and small pits.

"That man was caught up here by Mr. Su and Bai Ruo."

Xu Yin stopped in front of the half-collapsed earth slope, took another look at the city wall that was not far ahead, and slowly exhaled hot white air, "However, he can still run so far with internal injuries. , it is not easy.”

He carefully explored the surrounding environment, and sighed involuntarily.

"But with the joint efforts of the martial arts master and the sword master, this person may be more dangerous than good, so he finally found a clue about Sun Xiyue, so he has to cut it off."

"The Taoist said before that my character is sometimes too cautious, but in most cases this is an advantage, and there will be no major mistakes in doing things.

It's just that sometimes, being too careful also means that it is easy to look forward and backward, and you will miss good opportunities for no reason.

If I could make a decisive decision at that time and chase after him together, I might be able to capture him alive first and interrogate more information about Sun Xiyue, so that would be considered..."

"kindness!?"

Xu Yin's expression froze suddenly, and his eyes fell on a certain area buried by the collapsed soil slope.

With more and more doubts, he immediately cleaned up the area carefully, not letting go of any clues.

Xu Yin threw away the few odds and ends in his hands, wiped off the stains and blood stains on his fingertips, his eyes sparkled, he stood still and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he moved again.

With the doubts of previous thinking, compared with the battle traces left on the ground, he started the second more detailed exploration.

It wasn't until he dug two holes less than the size of the cup and found two green sharps, one long and one short, from the depths, that he connected all the fragmentary clues, and gradually sketched out a series of connected scenes in his mind. screen.

Time passed little by little.

After a long time, Xu Yin let out a long sigh and slowly stood up straight.

"Unexpectedly, Yi Su's state of mind like a dry well, and Bai Ruo's bright sword heart honed by hard work, would be blinded by the anger of hatred.

Su Lao and Bai Ruo have been together day and night for more than [-] years, and their combined experience in fighting the enemy is extremely rich, and the effect they can achieve is far greater than that of other martial arts and kendo masters.

So no matter what, I couldn't understand why they gave up joining forces and insisted on confronting that person one after another. The final result was that both of them died, and they couldn't even leave their bodies behind. "

After a moment of silence, he frowned tightly and sighed again.

"But even so, the scheming strength shown by that person who was able to escape from the banquet hall and seize the opportunity to defeat Su Lao and Bai Ruo one by one is enough to shock people.

Even Sun Xiyue, who had rebelled against her family, possessed the mysterious and treacherous threads of the Supreme Master Feng and other senior brothers and sisters, perhaps she would not be able to achieve this level. "

At this moment, Xu Yin was a little tangled and hesitant.

After another period of silent contemplation, he finally had the intention to let go.

Su Lao and Bai Ruo were already dead, and there were no obvious traces to be found behind them, so they lost the meaning of continuing to search in the vast wilderness.

It's better to hurry back to the mountain gate, report this matter to the Lord, and hear what the old man means.

Thinking of this, Xu Yin put away the mandarin duck sword named Xinyue, took one last look at the blurred city wall standing in front of him, and was about to turn around and leave.

The cold wind stirs the mist, bringing a little different breath.

Just when he got off the collapsed earth slope, Xu Yin stopped without any warning, and looked into the dark depths behind him.

"This kind of feeling is another martial arts master born from heaven and man?"

He held his breath and gathered his energy to perceive carefully.

shuh...

In the depths of Xu Yin's consciousness, it seemed that blue lotus flowers bloomed silently, and then quietly disappeared in the next moment.

And just as the flowers bloomed and faded, the faint breath was rapidly becoming clear.

"In the outskirts of the capital, the first good place in the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is a Qinglian Grandmaster?"

"This person came here in the middle of the night, probably because he was also attracted by the movement of the previous Grandmaster battle."

"I hesitated by the slope just now, but I lost the best time to escape."

Xu Yin restrained his thoughts and calmed down, a figure in a high crown and rich suit was reflected in his eyes, and he came to the front quietly.

"Old man Wen Yan, I have seen Palace Master Xuyin."

Gao Guanbo's figure bowed slightly, with a peaceful smile on his face.

Xu Yin's heart sank suddenly, he could perceive that it was Grandmaster Qinglian who came, but he didn't expect that it was Qinglian Zuoshi who had heard his name for a long time but had never seen the real person came here in person.

But on the surface, he still maintained his due bearing.

With a calm expression, he bowed back, "It turned out that the Zuo envoy came in person, but I was a little surprised."

"Hall Master Xu surprised the old man even more."

Wen Yan's face was expressionless, and his tone was cold, "I was sleepless at night, and I followed the sound, but saw an unexpected scene."

Speaking of this, his eyes fell on Xuyin's waist, staring at the crescent sword that had already been sheathed, "Hall Master Xu double-clicked Mr. Bai Ruo and Mr. Su to death with his own power. It really deserves to be the head of the seven sects and the number one sect."

Xu Yin sighed softly, "I said that I was just passing by, Wen Zuoshi probably wouldn't believe it."

"At this point, it doesn't really matter whether the old man believes it or not."

Wen Yan shook his head, and exhaled slowly, "Since the left and right arms are all dead, then Prince Yan should have died in the hands of your Xuanwu Dao."

Having said that, he took a step back suddenly, and his figure disappeared into the dark mist.

Only the voice full of murderous intentions is still echoing in the same place, "For me to damage the saint, and to knock down Prince Yan, who we conspired to cooperate with, to Huangquan, this kind of resentment is difficult to wash away.

Even if Qi Taiquan himself is here today, I still want to learn his basalt skills! "

Xu Yin's brows twitched, and before Zuo Qinglian could finish speaking, he acted decisively and took the lead.

The xuanwu phantom manifested into the void, but was enveloped by the blooming blue lotus, and the wilderness that had calmed down once again burst into thunder.

After the cup of tea time, blood gushed from Xu Yin's mouth, and he staggered back.

In the end, he couldn't even stabilize his figure, and fell to sit in a muddy ground, clutching his chest and gasping for breath.

The mist surged, and Wen Yan approached slowly.

Although his complexion was a bit gloomy, he was much better than Xu Yin who was seriously injured.

"Since the beginning of Taixuan Mountain, everything has gone wrong for me. It can be called a disastrous loss, but I was able to capture a Xuanwu Grandmaster tonight, and finally recovered some losses."

Xu Yin struggled to get up, but suddenly his eyes went dark, and he fell limply on the ground, falling into a deep coma.

After a while, Yu Wenshang came up to him, knelt down on one knee with a frenzied expression on his face, "Master Zuoshi is invincible, he took down Xuanwu Grandmaster with ease, and his subordinates simply don't know..."

"Okay, don't say such things in front of the old man in the future."

Wen Yan waved his hand, his voice sounded cold and indifferent, but there was no anger on his face, "If you want to flatter, why don't you help me think about how to change the current chaotic and bleak situation."

Yu Wenshang raised his head and said cautiously, "This subordinate has an idea, but I don't know whether to say it or not."

"Having an idea is better than having no idea. Tell me now. Even if you are wrong, I will forgive you."

"Yes, the little one thanked Zuo for your magnanimity."

He was silent for a while, and then slowly spoke out what he had discussed with Wei Tao that night, "According to my subordinates, the most important problem that your lord needs to solve at present is not outside, but inside the holy religion."

Wen Yan's eyes flashed, "Oh? You don't want to go around in circles, just say what you have to say."

"Yes, Mr. Zuo Envoy, my subordinates think that even if Prince Yan is dead, at most it will cut off a little support for us, and it is still a weak foundation, not a stable support, and it is not considered a traumatic loss.

The real loss is Saintess Su, because she is related to the future of adults in the Holy Cult, so the most urgent task is to find a new Saintess to replace Saintess Su. "

"Yuwen is right. Prince Yan doesn't care whether he is dead or not. After I captured the master of Xuanwu Hall tonight, I have a follow-up consideration. If the implementation goes well, it will not only allow us to escape safely, but also cause even greater chaos in the court sect." bureau."

Wen Yan nodded slightly, but sighed secretly, "As for the selection of the saintess of our religion, I have thought about it too, but it's too late to find another qualified candidate saintess in a hurry and have to train them from scratch. What's easy?"

Yu Wenshang contemplated for a moment, "Master Back to the Left, my subordinate has thought of a ready-made candidate, but I don't know if it is suitable."

"The old man has been busy with other things recently, using the banner of Prince Yan to plant nails in the capital, and has not calmed down to seriously consider this matter."

Wen Yan smiled encouragingly and approvingly, "Yuwen, who is the ready-made candidate you mentioned?"

Yu Wenshang lowered his voice, "Daoist of the Dingxuan sect, Yunhong."

"Ding Xuan Yunhong?"

Wen Yan frowned, lost in thought, "Because of Elder Gong's relationship, although Yun Hong has some connection with our sect, he is not a disciple cultivated by the holy sect himself.

What's more, she was born in the Dingxuan Mountain Gate, and she has the status of a Taoist sect. Let her become a candidate saint, what do you think? "

"What my subordinates think is that Yunhong has enough talent and qualifications, and we have a handle in our hands, so no matter what her background is, as long as she can be guaranteed to be loyal to Master Zuoshi, then she can consider giving it a try.

What's more, she has no foundation in the holy religion. Even if she becomes an alternate saint, she can only rely on the breath of the left envoy.

Let’s not say that he will obey what he says, at least he won’t be like Saintess Su, who has her own ideas on many things, and even disagrees with adults, causing conflicts. "

Wen Yan was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "You have been with the old man for a while, after you return to the place of death, you will go to the secret place to practice for a period of time, so as to improve your strength level."

"This subordinate would like to thank Master Zuo Envoy for his support!"

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a few days later.

An explosive news swept across the capital of Zhou Dynasty.

The master of Xuanwu Dao was dispatched to kill Prince Yan's right and left men in the wilderness of the outskirts.

Even Prince Yan himself, the concubine, and the prince's son disappeared, and his life and death were unknown.

And Xuanwu Qi Daoist's younger brother, Xu Yin, the master of Xuanwu Palace, also disappeared after this battle, and no one saw him again.

Immediately afterwards, another secret message came out from a subordinate of Prince Yan's confidant.

That is, two days before Prince Yan disappeared, he indeed invited Xu Yin, the master of the Xuanwu Palace, and went out of the city to meet him.

A huge upheaval ensues.

First, an imperial decree was issued from the long-closed Great Inner Palace, knocking Prince Yan's forces, which were already on the verge of collapse, into the dust.

In an instant, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, a large number of officials were sent to prison for this, and there were not a few people who ransacked their homes and exterminated their families.

The vacated seat attracted more people's covetousness. For a while, there was a torrent of people inside and outside the hall, and there were countless open and secret fights.

Later, Qi Taiquan, the master of the Xuanwu Taoism, came to Beijing to face the saint. After some secret talks, the rumors about Xuanwu Taoist assassinating the prince and meddling in the government were no longer mentioned, and the atmosphere of tension between the sect and the court tended to ease.

However, there are still many gossips flying all over the sky, and all kinds of conspiracy theories emerge in endlessly, which has made Xuanwu Dao, the number one of the seven sects, so devastated that it has to close its doors and close its doors and wait for the situation to subside.

Under such circumstances, a group of people quietly entered the capital.

Walking along the long street running through the central axis, Wu Qingxuan stared at the familiar surroundings, and then thought about the experience during this period, and even felt inexplicable for a while.

Not long after, she stopped in front of a heavily guarded mansion, staring at the plaque of Prince Cheng's mansion in a daze, and did not speak for a long time.

A few steps behind, Wei Tao stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, a little lost in thought.

Wu Qingxun and Wu Qingyan are still accompanying them, their eyes are a little more lively than before, and they are no longer ignorant and dazed at the beginning.

A eunuch in charge of the palace happened to be strolling out. He wanted to see which young people were so blind that they dared to bring a group of black-clothed men straight to the prince's palace.

But after seeing the appearance of the woman in the front, he was suddenly shocked, blinked his eyes in disbelief, then rolled over and knelt on the ground, and kowtowed on his knees.

"My servant pays homage to the princess, and seeing His Highness return safely, my servant is so happy that I feel like I'm dreaming."

Wu Qingxuan asked, "Where is the father, where is he now?"

"Returning to His Highness, shortly after His Highness left Beijing, the prince entered the palace to be in charge of the guards in the palace, and only started returning home the day before yesterday..."

While talking, the eunuch in charge signaled to open the middle door and welcomed everyone in.

From the beginning to the end, he secretly looked at Wei Tao more than once, and after much deliberation, he couldn't figure out which nobleman's son this was, who actually made the two little highnesses follow suit like his followers, and even looked at the expressions on his face, enjoying it and enjoying it.

It's getting late and the night is getting darker.

The gate of the palace was closed tightly, and there was joy inside.

It is a great joy for everyone that the three His Highnesses returned safely.

The heartstrings that have been tense for countless days are finally able to relax at this moment. There is also a large amount of money rewarded from the princess' room, almost everyone has a share, and it is even more joyful and exciting than during the New Year.

After seeing off the last concubine who came to visit, Wu Qingxuan suddenly felt a little tired.

When she got home, she put on the mask naturally, and became the Princess Qingxuan in the eyes of others. Instead, she lost the freedom of relaxation on the way back from Qizhou.

Looking at the bright full moon above her head, she suddenly thought of Wei Daozi, wondering if he was looking up at the starry sky like herself, with inexplicable thoughts.

However, just like what he said in the chat before, whether it is the imperial court or the Jianghu, it is actually a big prison. Everyone wears their own shackles and is struggling to find the way of liberation. Who can get the real freedom? of freedom.

Inside the Qingfeng Pavilion, the lights are bright.

Wei Tao followed behind Elder Wan and Elder Chong, and under the guidance of the little eunuch, he came to the door of the two-storey attic.

A middle-aged man in casual clothes got up immediately and walked up to him quickly.

He seemed to have the aura of someone who had been in a position for a long time, but his complexion was a little gloomy, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and his whole body was extremely tired and weak.

Wei Tao quickly withdrew his gaze, followed the two elders and bowed.

Prince Cheng returned a salute, and sighed a lot during the conversation, "Thanks to the help of the two elders and Daozi this time, the little girl was sent back safely, which relieved my anxiety of sleepless nights."

An old man stood behind Prince Cheng, his cloudy eyes swept past Elder Wan and Elder Chong.

Then he set his eyes on Wei Tao, a light flashed indiscernibly, showing a little surprised and puzzled expression.

The old man remained calm and took another look.

Instead of alleviating the doubts in my heart, it became more and more intense.

As one of the grandmasters who sit in the Four Elephant Hall and protect the safety of the palace, he has practiced the qi-watching technique handed down by him for a long time. Even if he meets other grandmasters, he can casually spy on each other's details.

However, this young Yuan Yidao couldn't even see him clearly.

At first glance, the other party is nothing more than an ordinary level of mystery, and it is not worthy of more attention.

But looking at it from the Qi Wang technique, the old man suddenly felt a tremendous pressure rushing towards his face.

As if he was facing a terrifying strong man who had been slaughtered for a long time, his body was surrounded by blood, surging and burning, and there was even a shrill howl that seemed to be absent, silently lingering in his ears.

"This feeling reminds me of Ning Xuanzhen, the Lord of the Yuan Dynasty. But at that time, he had already become a master of martial arts. He made a bloody slaughter in Qizhou and stabilized the precarious and dangerous situation of Qinglin Mountain."

"There are also these wailing sounds that startle me a little. Could it be that this Taoist of Qinglin Mountain has also killed martial arts masters with his own hands, and there are more than one of them!?"

"He is clearly only in the realm of profound sense, how is this possible?"

"Could it be that in order to deal with the chaos in the capital recently, and a few days ago in the palace, he faced Xuanwu Daoist Qi Taiquan directly, and the accumulated pressure was too great, so that the spirit appeared in a trance?"

The old man quietly withdrew his gaze, thoughts surged in his heart, and he was a little dazed for a while.

With a calm expression and a smile on his face, Wei Tao slowly walked into the Qingfeng Pavilion and sat down at the table full of delicious food.

He endured and endured just now, barely restraining the delusional thoughts that almost erupted.

Not breaking out on the spot under the old guy's weird gaze, broke the usual harmony between Prince Cheng and Qinglin Mountain.

If it wasn't in the palace, if no one else was present, he didn't know if he could suppress the inexplicable anger, and he would directly have a life-and-death fight with this old gentleman.

The atmosphere at the table was harmonious and warm.

Prince Cheng talked about anecdotes from inside and outside the capital, and Elder Wan talked about some interesting stories about the practice of the sect. Both of them are masters of invigorating the atmosphere. Even Wei Tao listened with great interest and drank a lot of fine wine.

Three tours of wine, five flavors of food.

Prince Cheng was already a little drunk.

At this moment, he clapped his hands lightly and called the attendant who stood by to whisper a few words.

Not long after, he went back with him, still holding a wooden box in his arms.

Prince Cheng opened the box on the table, revealing the neatly stacked volumes inside.

He looked at Wei Tao and said with a smile on his face, "I heard from my little girl Qingxuan that Wei Daozi is very interested in various martial arts skills, whether it is Quanzhen or heretics, he likes to delve into it.

So I picked out the martial arts skills collected in the mansion, as well as the secret book I found from Prince Yan, and brought them for Daozi to read. "

Wei Tao picked up the wine glass, "The elder gave it to me, but I dare not resign, so the younger generation can only offer a toast to the prince as a way of expressing our gratitude."

Prince Cheng laughed, "Come on, let's drink this cup to the brim!"

After the banquet, Wei Tao returned to the courtyard where he lived.

Open the box and take out all the exercises inside, and read them one by one.

In terms of Wei Tao's current level, most of the exercises have no meaning of study and practice, only one of them, "Sun Moon Ming Jing", has aroused his great interest.

"One yin and one yang are called the Tao, and the unpredictability of yin and yang is called the god."

"The sun rises in the east, the moon rises in the west, Yin and Yang are long and short, and they always go round each other."

Wei Tao quickly immersed himself in it, and a scene of Prince Yan and his wife forming seals with one hand, holding hands, and Yin and Yang colliding appeared in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, waking him up from his contemplation.

After putting away the "Sun Moon Ming Jing", Wei Tao left the room and came to the courtyard.

"Is Daozi Wei there?"

The old man who had appeared in Qingfeng Pavilion stood outside the door, as if he had perfectly blended into the night.

Wei Tao opened the courtyard door, and said calmly and slowly, "Senior, what's your business when you visit late at night?"

The old man raised his head, "The old man has no other intentions. He is just interested in Wei Daozi and wants to have an in-depth exchange with Daozi."

With that said, he was about to lift his foot and walk towards the courtyard.

Wei Tao lowered his eyes, hiding a faint light that flashed in his eyes.

He still stood there motionless, blocking the old man's front, "It's getting late, it's inconvenient to see guests, if you have anything to do, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, the old man will be on duty in the palace. I'm afraid I don't have time to talk to Daozi again."

The old man was silent for a while, "It's just that the old man is really curious about Wei Daozi. Since Daozi won't let him in, it's okay to join hands here."

"Wei Daozi, be careful."

After the words fell, the old man slowly raised his hand, then accelerated suddenly, and grabbed it forward.

With this shot, from shoulder to elbow, from elbow to hand, his muscles throbbed violently, like a big gun shooting out dense shots, making it difficult to tell which one is real and which one is fake.

Although the palm was facing Wei Tao's chest, it actually covered his entire upper body completely.

Moreover, his strength was restrained, without even a whiff of wind, he had already approached without a sound.

Wei Tao's pupils contracted, the energy and blood in his body circulated spontaneously, and his hands suddenly swelled and became black and red.

Almost subconsciously, he moved a single hand and smashed a hammer shadow in front of him.

Bang bang bang bang bang!
In an instant, in front of the gate of this guest house, there was a series of explosions, like firecrackers going off.

The old man's catching was useless, and his moves changed suddenly.

He strikes with both fists and palms, he moves across with his palms, and strikes directly at the central palace with his fists, both silently and swiftly.

"The palm of the left hand cuts and cuts like a knife; the fist of the right hand smashes like a hammer. It's an eye-catching style of attack."

Wei Tao's thoughts flashed, and he also threw out both fists.

With one punch to pull the silk, one punch is uncertain, and he meets him head-on.

The two sides came and went, making tens of gravity gestures in an instant.

"As far as the realm of profound sense is concerned, it can be regarded as reaching the upper-middle level."

"However, when I look at it with the Qi Wang technique, it still surprises me."

"So, we still need to use a little bit of strength, so that we can force out the real details of this Yuan Daoist."

Thinking about this, the old man suddenly changed his tactics.

Without the unpredictability of the fist and palm before, there is only one punch that is ordinary and hits forward.

boom!
The realm of the master of the transformation of heaven and man is undoubtedly revealed.

Wei Tao's heart was like a bright mirror, his punches turned into heaven-shaking, and he still greeted him head-on.

Bang!
He landed with a punch, but was inexplicably delayed by half a beat, and was bounced high at the last moment.

A look of horror and horror appeared on his face at the same time.

The old man's complexion also changed, and he suddenly withdrew his momentum, but still punched Wei Tao in the chest.

There was a muffled sound.

A figure suddenly flew backwards.

After passing through most of the courtyard, he smashed a large piece of green bricks and lay down motionless on the cold ground.

"Wei Daozi, Wei Daozi!?"

The old man suddenly came back to his senses, and hurried forward, with a bit of anxiety in his voice.

Wei Tao struggled to get up, his face was gloomy and full of pain, "I have no grudges with my seniors in the past, and I have no grudges in the near future, why do I have to deal with this junior?"

"I……"

The old man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came.

Elder Wan and Elder Chong came to the door from left to right, looking coldly into the courtyard.

After a few breaths, Prince Cheng hurried over, and shouted eagerly from a long distance, "Wei Daozi is my distinguished guest, and he is also the beloved disciple of Ning Dao Lord, the merchant must be merciful!"

"I, old man, oh..."

The Shang priest let out a long sigh, "It's all the old man's fault, but it doesn't matter if you want to join hands with Daozi..."

Wei Tao covered his chest and coughed a few times, struggled to stand up from the ground, but he clasped his fists and bowed.

"Senior just taught me how to practice, which benefited the junior a lot. It's all because the junior thinks too much of himself. If he insists on experiencing the artistic conception of the senior master, it is entirely his own fault, and has nothing to do with the senior."

Priest Shang was silent for a long time, then sighed again, "What Wei Daozi said made this old man even more ashamed.

It's useless to talk too much, the old man owes Daozi a favor, if Daozi has any needs, he can tell the old man, as long as it can be done, the old man will never say anything, and will never shirk. "

(End of this chapter)