Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 392
The sun shines through the clouds and shines down on the earth.

Apply a touch of gold to everything.

Even the flowing blood turned into a dazzling golden red.

Click!

A head fell to the ground, splashing a large cloud of blood, and Gu Lulu rolled aside.

Wei Tao took a step forward, and suddenly his eyes were empty.

There were no screaming, crazy-looking disciples of the Spirit Cult, and he was the only one facing the empty long street.

And behind it, there is a bloody road that people can't look directly at.

A gust of wind blows by, and a strong fishy-sweet smell hits the face, as if you are in an endless blood prison, with stumps and broken arms mixed together everywhere.

Wei Tao let out a breath of foul air slowly.

I closed my eyes a little bit.

He didn't count how many people he just killed.

It seems that there is no need to calculate.

More importantly, those gathered may no longer be called human beings.

They are not afraid of life and death, they are not afraid of being hurt, and they don't have the fear they should have.

It was like activated killing machines one by one, with wild beast-like brilliance shining in their eyes, rushing one after another with red blood mist wrapped in them.

And the few masters hidden in the crowd even brought him a certain degree of trouble, and added a few new scars on his body surface.

Time passed little by little.

The sun is setting.

Black clouds gradually gather and cover the sky.

It brought a moist mountain wind, howling across the entire inner city of Cangyuan.

Not long after, heavy rain fell.

The sticky blood on the ground was washed away, leaving only the whitened corpses, which were buried in the big pit just dug.

The residence of the Hong family.

Wei Tao strolled in the rain.

Listening to the sound of falling rain, my thoughts gradually flew into the distance.

"The divine will appears, and the world is in chaos."

"Emperor Wu said this a hundred years ago, but it became a prophecy, and the whole world became more and more chaotic as the divine will appeared."

"200 years ago, Xuanwu State Master, and 100 years ago, Great Zhou Wudi, the two of them commanded the masters of martial arts with a level of strength that was overwhelming for a lifetime, gathered masters like a cloud, and abruptly delayed the chaos for two hundred years.

It's a pity that manpower is limited, and the changes in the world are almost infinite. Even if the astonishing talent is as brilliant as Emperor Wu of the state, all efforts can only delay, but it is difficult to stop the coming of the general trend. "

Wei Tao sighed deeply, and turned his thoughts back to his own practice.

The sympathy between heaven and man, the master of martial arts.

Above the anode, the true spirit Faxuan.

The current him has already firmly ascended to the Yangyang Profound Realm.

From the southern border to the northern wilderness, from the west pole to the east sea, it is well-deserved to stand at the pinnacle of many warriors.

But at this moment, what Wei Tao most wanted to know was what was beyond the profound realm.

How can the problems faced by the true spirit and soul be solved.

Quietly, the method of refining gods obtained from the mysterious voice emerged in my heart.

Wei Tao thought about the deduction over and over again, but finally put it aside.

If it was just other exercises, he might have already mastered them and included them in the status bar to practice hard.

Pushing all the way to the peak where there is no way to advance, give them a little shock of refining qi and turning into gods, and returning to the void after practicing gods.

But this secret method of unknown origin directly pointed at the true spirit and soul, but it made him extremely vigilant, and he was still unable to make up his mind.

Then, apart from this method of refining gods, there is another way to study it in depth.

It's a pity that the praying mantis had murderous intentions in it back then, and was hunted and devoured by him at the last moment, and he failed to find out more secrets about Ximu from its mouth.

Otherwise, he possesses Ximu's supernatural powers, so he only needs to copy them and follow Ximu's path, so why would he be so entangled and hesitant?

Wei Tao walked casually along the path in Hongfu Garden.

Stepping out, he entered a gazebo.

Then the second step was taken, but the whole person suddenly faded, and disappeared directly into the depths of the dark rainy night.

A little farther away, Hong Sheng came in the rain, ready to ask for instructions on what dishes to cook for supper and what kind of drinks to prepare.

He stopped at the entrance of the garden, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, watching Wei Tao step into the gazebo one step at a time, and disappear without warning after another step.

"What did Mr. Wei say?"

Suddenly, a very low voice sounded, waking Hong Sheng up from his stupor.

Patriarch Hong couldn't wait for a long time, so he ran from the back kitchen to the garden in person, wanting to ask what was going on.

Hong Sheng blinked his eyes, then bit his lips hard, "Father, Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei..."

"What's wrong, Young Master Wei?"

Patriarch Hong asked eagerly.

Hong Sheng said, "Young Master Wei, he is done."

Patriarch Hong raised his hand to strike, but in the end he just sighed, "Why don't you speak human words, what has Mr. Wei become?"

Hong Sheng turned his head to look at his father, muttering to himself dreamily.

"Young Master Wei, you have become a fairy."

"Just now he was still in the flower garden, one step into the pavilion, one step out, and disappeared without a trace."

"If it wasn't for the rainy night, I don't know how to explain the scene I just saw with my own eyes."

Having said that, Hong Sheng bit his lip again.

It wasn't until the pain came, and the taste of blood filled my mouth, that I sighed and continued, "Since I can feel the pain, then I'm not dreaming, so I'm afraid it may be true, Mr. Wei."

Ximu lair, pitch black stone palace.

Wei Tao slowly opened his eyes, stared at the familiar scene in front of him, and sat down on the square stone that he liked most at the beginning.

The indistinct feeling of prying eyes has disappeared as expected.

It's just that the headache became more and more serious, and even began to affect the clarity of his spiritual platform.

"According to what the praying mantis said, Ximu left her own mark in different worlds through the spider web, and used this as a means to strengthen and improve her true spirit and body, trying to find a way to transcend eternity.

To some extent, the path it took is also related to the void, at least somewhat similar. "

"However, this is not the point. The real point lies in the method that Ximu uses to strengthen the true spirit and soul.

If it can be learned and mastered by me, it will be able to break the oppression and shackles we are facing today, and push martial arts practice to a whole new level. "

"So, how exactly does it do it?"

Wei Tao thought silently, slowly got up from the stone bench, and walked slowly in Ximu's lair.

At this moment, he inexplicably misses the emerald green praying mantis.

It taught him how to navigate the dark passages, and told him a great deal about them.

From this aspect, he must accept its affection.

It's a pity that at the end, I don't know which sentence he said wrong, it made him murderous without warning, and wanted to throw him into the dark passage to fend for himself, but in the end he was torn apart and eaten, leaving no bones left tragic ending.

Thinking of this, Wei Tao couldn't help but let out a secret sigh.

If time could be turned back, he might have left it alive.

At least they won't eat all of it, even if there is a head left, it's good to be able to continue communicating.

Suddenly, Wei Tao stopped beside a scorched black mark.

His eyes flickered, a little puzzled expression appeared on his face, and he stared at the looming white light inside without moving.

If he was not mistaken, the light covered by black ash seemed to have faded a lot compared to the last time he observed it.

If this trend continues, when he returns to Ximother's lair next time, this ray of light will probably disappear directly.

Then, this scorched black mark may have fallen into silence like other areas.

Wei Tao clearly remembered that when he entered Ximu's lair for the first time, there were a total of thirteen scorched marks, eight of which had become silent, and only five of them had a faint white light under the ashes.

The faint sound of reciting can be felt from it, and it is transmitted to the ear from the other side of the white light.

According to Qingmang, each ray of white light corresponds to the spider web made by Ximu.

It is connected to the world it has been to.

And there must be something that attracts Ximu.

As for the scorched black marks where the white light disappeared, it meant that Ximu had lost contact with it.

Sometimes it does it on its own initiative.

In addition, it should be that the imprint was completely destroyed, so that it could no longer connect to this place.

Wei Tao slowly restrained his thoughts, and then concentrated his attention on the scorched black marks.

Carefully observe the faint white light covered by the mask, and fully perceive the faint breath escaping from it.

The next moment, he frowned slightly.

Hearing the pious chanting and praying again, it was passed on from inside.

He listened attentively, but no matter what, it was difficult to distinguish clearly, what was being said in this intermittent chant full of disturbing impurities.

Don't know how long after that.

He stood silently in a corner of Ximother's lair, as if he had become a human sculpture.

The white light is still fading, and it may not take too long before it will disappear without a trace.

But corresponding to it, the call for prayer, which seemed to be there but seemed to be absent, became clearer than before.

"Yiwei is in the room, weeds are in the house; the deer farm in the town is shining brightly at night..."

The weeping singing sounded at this moment.

It was mixed with that prayer call, and they all passed into his ears.

Swish! ! !
A strand of spider silk protruded from the fingertips.

Noiselessly, it sank into the scorched black marks, clinging to the faint white light.

Time passed little by little.

Wei Tao took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

The center of the eyebrows throbbed, and a light that might or might not exist quietly lit up.

It complements the pale white light under the ashes, as if they are integrated into one.

He was silent for a long time, with a dazed expression on his face.

"The void is vertical and horizontal."

"It turns out that this is the true usage of Void Vertical and Horizontal."

"It is indeed somewhat similar to Ximu's method of weaving silk and forming a net and leaving a mark, but it is more mysterious and mysterious, perhaps a level higher."

"Then, let me see what Ximu has left here."

boom!
Wei Tao's eyes suddenly blurred.

The ashes were scattered, and at this moment it seemed to turn into black star sand in the dark passage.

And the looming white light also turned into a crystal clear spider web at this time.

It was the same as when he came to the entrance of Ximother's lair, but this time he was standing inside, looking at the dark passage in front of him.

Instead of being in the dark passage, he was observing the scene in Pansi Cave through the spider web.

........................

Although it was summer, the night in the Northern Wilderness was still a bit cold.

The wind blows from the sea of ​​ice, carrying a damp and cold breath, circling in the night sky.

If it encounters the warm current in the south, it will rain cats and dogs, covering the whole world.

More than a dozen tents are surrounded by a circle, allowing the wind and rain to stand still.

Dim lights projected from the gaps in the door curtains, reflecting the ground into ever-changing shadows.

In the golden tent in the center, a tall man sat cross-legged.

On the table in front of him, there was a large sawtooth knife lying horizontally, with a bloody smell that seemed to be indissoluble.

On the top of the handle is a ferocious ghost head, with green eyes that seem to come alive, blinking under the light.

The tall man was expressionless and motionless.

Although he kept his eyes closed, an icy oppressive aura filled the entire tent.

It was as if a ferocious beast was lying here, making the two women who were accompanying at the side silent.

And on the ground not far away, the corpses piled up randomly in one place made the terrifying atmosphere in the tent even more heightened.

Suddenly the sound of light footsteps came, and soon stopped outside the door.

The curtain of the big tent was lifted.

The cold wind came in with the cold rain, blowing the lights burning in the tent flickering.

A tall woman came in.

However, when she came close to the man, she could only look up to see the face covered with hideous scars clearly.

The woman took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, taking the opportunity to calm down her fluctuating mood.

The tall man lowered his head at this moment and glanced at her.

At this moment, the tall slender woman felt that her heart was tightly clenched, and her breathing suddenly stopped for it.

A sense of oppression at the level of life appeared in her heart.

Subconsciously, she took several steps back.

Not for anything else, I just hope that I can stay away from him a little bit.

Even if she is a goddess who bears the thoughts of the spirit and god, when facing this terrifying body, she can't restrain the fear rising from the bottom of her heart.

"The little guy wasn't very likable last time."

He stretched out his hand to hold the serrated knife, with a stiff smile on his face, "I hope you can straighten yourself out, and don't be as arrogant and stupid as he is."

"If the Spirit God can come here in person, the old man will naturally keep his head down and give Senior Earth Immortal the face he deserves. But it seems that it will be difficult for him to make the trip, so he can only communicate with me in this way."

"What's more, you are just dogs raised by the spirit gods, maybe even worse than dogs, and you don't have the status to talk to me on an equal footing."

Stared at by those eyes without any emotion, the tall slender woman shuddered, and immediately knelt down with her hands on her forehead, her posture was extremely low and respectful.

"kindness?"

There was a sparkle in the man's eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hand a little forward.

The tall slender woman's body trembled, and she suddenly raised her head, her eyes were full of horror and bewilderment.

Bang!
Her body exploded.

It turned into a surging blood mist, covering the entire tent space.

"I see."

The man was thoughtful and waited quietly.

Silently, everything in the tent became a little illusory.

He closed his eyes, then opened them slowly.

There is an elegant garden full of flowers and green grass in front of you.

And in the gazebo in the middle of the garden, there was a figure in a snow-white gown sitting upright.

"Gai Zang met the spirit god, thanked the spirit god for helping me out of trouble."

The tall man walked slowly, stopped outside the gazebo, and saluted respectfully.

"Mr. Gai can call me Ling Zhen Zi."

"Also, I'm not a spirit god, I'm the son of God who carried the mind of the spirit god earlier, and now I'm stuck at the last step, unable to step forward."

Facing Gai Zang's puzzled eyes, Ling Zhenzi sighed, "As early as one year ago, I had already touched the opportunity to become a fairy, but when I was close to the door, I felt extremely anxious." Great fear, not daring to really take this step.”

"So, Senior Ling Zhenzi is willing to be trapped here, not because he can't take that last step."

"Of course."

The phantom figure in the gazebo said slowly, "What I'm worried about is that if I take that last step, it will also be my last step."

After a pause, he continued, "This time I will pay a huge price to meet you, and I can even go one step further to help you become a great witch. I only hope that you can do one thing for me."

Gai Zang said, "What is the specific matter, please let Senior Ling Zhenzi speak clearly."

"I want you to find a person who is close to Xuanwu Suzaku, Ghost Car, Twister and Snake, and then bring it to my hands."

Ling Zhenzi spoke slowly, stretched out his hand and pointed lightly in front of him.

Gai Zang couldn't help squinting his eyes, staring at the tumbling mass of flesh and blood.

He could still feel the faint power of nihilism, overflowing from the edge of this mass of flesh and blood.

"This is the essence of the teacher's flesh and blood."

He took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became extremely frenzied.

"Not long ago, in the middle of the night, the Emperor Da Zhou rushed into the Black Ice Sea and beat to death the teacher who had already been sealed off. Even the corpse disappeared without a trace. Unexpectedly, one piece fell into the hands of Senior Ling Zhenzi. .”

"Not one piece, but two pieces."

"Originally, I planned to give the other piece to the Lord of the Northern Wilderness, but unfortunately he left the golden tent and disappeared. He may have died in your Arctic Ice Field."

Ling Zhenzi sighed, "Recently, I have gained a deep understanding of the secrets related to Xuanbinghai. With Mr. Gaizang's level of strength and the bloodline inheritance of that great witch, as long as I integrate two pieces of flesh and blood essence into my body, I will be able to It’s not a small opportunity to go one step further and become the body of a new generation of great witches.”

"Furthermore, the Great Zhou Emperor is no longer here, so you can rest assured that you will go all the way south to complete the tasks I entrusted you with.

After the matter is completed, the second piece of great witch flesh and blood is also in Mr. Gai Zang's pocket, so I hope everything will go smoothly and achieve our respective goals. "

(End of this chapter)