Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 483 Nine big victories, fate promotion [Zangbing Cave]

Bu Liu fell back and fell heavily, almost toppled over with the chair on the ground.

He received Ji Yuan's palm, and his beard and hair, like a sword and halberd, exploded like an electric shock.

The roots stand upright, like a hedgehog!
"It's so clever!"

Bu Liuhui covered his chest with his hands, his face full of shock.

When the palm was pressed just now, it was as if five great mountains came together with a bang, containing an infinite and heavy momentum.

Even with the strong muscles and bones forged by the god iron, one bite will smash the body to pieces!
But he was not only unscathed, even his robe was not damaged at all.

"The qi and blood scorpion, almost like lightning, shocked the old man's limbs, muscles, bones, skin and membranes to numbness and weakness, and he couldn't lift his strength.

But it didn't cause any real harm... Such a meticulous method of exerting strength, it's not like entering the fourth heaven for the first time! "

Bu Liuhui had lingering fears in his heart, thinking of the horror of stepping half a foot into the gate of hell, and looking at the young Qianhu's eyes, he was already a little more sincerely awed.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient. The ten-day deadline has not yet arrived. Tonight, at midnight, I will personally lead the troops to sweep away the ghosts and monsters in Mangshan Mountain."

Ji Yuan stepped into the hall with big strides, his palm stirred up the billowing air, blowing the big red python robe.

Whoooo, whoooo!

The corners of the clothes fluttered, like a golden-winged roc suddenly spreading its wings, exuding a strong arrogance!

Walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, look down on your pride!
"Ji Qianhu don't underestimate Mangshan, when a hundred barbarians entered the customs and ravaged Xuanzhou!

Liaodong suffered from the torment of the war, and the army and the people were far more courageous than Emperor Dasong, united as one, united against the enemy!

The huge white mountains and black waters, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood! "

Jiuyou Dao of Changchun Bulao Mountain said with a lot of heart and soul:

"In addition, the underworld has been sinking for a long time, there is no black and white impermanence that restrains the soul, and the bull-headed and horse-faced seduction.

Those soldiers who died in battle, the people who died in vain... were infected by Yin Qi and turned into thousands of ghosts, wandering in the world of Yang!
And because of the ferocious topography of Mangshan Mountain, it is like a bottle mouth swallowing all directions, and it is a natural place to raise evil spirits.

Over the years, all the dead souls of Jingzhou and Tanzhou gathered into the river like trickles and were attracted to Mangshan Mountain.

The weak ones were eaten by demons, and the strong ones manipulated the birds and spirits in turn. "

Changchun Bulao Mountain is the Dan sect, and has contacts with many ginseng collectors and big medicine shops.

But in a place like Mangshan, no matter how skilled and daring Jianghu people are, they dare not trespass in broad daylight.

Not to mention the late night when a hundred ghosts are traveling in mighty ways, and a group of monsters swallow the moon!

That's why Daoist Jiuyou kindly persuaded Ji Yuan to prevent Ji Yuan from losing his troops and generals carelessly!
"The Taoist chief's concerns are also reasonable."

Ji Yuan sat in the upper seat, with a smile on his lips:
"As the saying goes, if you don't have diamonds, you can't do porcelain work!
I am not an arrogant person, since I am determined to take down Mangshan Mountain, I am sure of it!

Daoist Jiuyou is in charge of the alchemy sect, and when the time comes, he will have to rely on many disciples from Changchun Bulao Mountain to make alchemy and medicine for him! "

The five sects each have their own uses.

Like the Bulao Mountain in Changchun, it is not inferior to Laojun's teachings, where it intensively studies the principles of alchemy and medicine, and maintains life and vitality!

The Yiyue School advocates the nature of heaven, earth and nature, and everything has animism.

Therefore, it is possible to communicate with beasts, to talk to birds, and to know how to control and manipulate.

"Your Excellency Qianhu is joking, it's not that the old Taoist is deliberately refusing, but the Jing Dynasty's regulations are clearly written, private offerings to alchemists are not allowed, and folks are not allowed to open the furnace.

Changchun Bulao Mountain refines hundreds of furnaces every six months, and most of them are supplied to the Liaodong Frontier Army. Every piece that flows out must be registered and compiled to check the number, and only a few can be kept for personal use.

Although Ji Qianhu is an imperial envoy on patrol, he is under the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen after all, and there is no warrant from the commanding envoy to the East Palace.

It is illegal to open the furnace without permission. "

Daoist Jiuyou smiled faintly and declined politely.

"In this way, it is difficult for this official to overpower others."

Ji Yuan didn't take it seriously either, he suppressed the five major sects with all his strength, and these leaders were all convinced, so naturally they didn't want to do things with their heart.

"I don't know how Lord Qianhu plans to take Mangshan Mountain?"

The bright eyes of Yunnan Pearl in Bishui Palace flickered, and asked softly.

"I have made friends with many people in the world, and many of them are good people who can help."

Ji Yuan clapped his hands and smiled, and as his words fell to the ground, Zhang Qishan, who hadn't seen him for a long time, appeared.

This Great Buddha Zhang finally didn't sit in a wheelchair anymore, he was wearing a fur coat to cover his thin body, his originally gloomy face was now a bit rosy and bloody.

"Everyone, Mr. Zhang is being polite."

Zhang Qishan slightly cupped his hands, and immediately sat down next to the Mountain-moving Old Ape of the Yiyue faction.

"The Buddha of the Nine Sects of the Yin Gate unexpectedly became the Beizhen Fusi's... under his command!
What a surprise! "

The old ape who moved the mountain was quite surprised, he had dealt with Zhang Qishan several times.

After all, in Pirates of Words, the two veins of walking the shadows and touching gold are inseparable from the deep mountains and great swamps.

Moreover, before the Jing Dynasty, the wild gods in Liaodong were prosperous and there were thousands of temples!

Many factions of the Nine Sects of the Yin Gate, especially those who go out on horseback, tie paper, and sew corpses.

It can be said that they all originated from this white mountain and black water!

"You, an old ape, can't understand Mr. Ji's ability.

For Mr. Zhang's legs, he searched all over the world for famous doctors, but nothing was healed.

If I hadn't met Lord Qianhu, I would have been trapped in a wheelchair and become a cripple for the rest of my life! "

Zhang Qishan said seriously.

"Ji Qianhu has such a wonderful ability to rejuvenate?"

Taoist Jiuyou of Changchun Bulaoshan frowned slightly, very surprised.

He had shown Zhang Qishan those sick legs before, but they were vicious and smoldering, rooted in flesh and blood, almost impossible to remove.

Swallow Yang Dan up to three times every ten days to relieve symptoms and pain.

"How great Ji Qianhu's ability is, the heads will gradually know in the future."

Mr. Lu Da, who was pretending to be dirty, had a hoarse voice and said sadly.

Following behind him was Lei Gandang, the chief hall master of the Mojin faction.

"I'd like to teach you all the masters to know that Ji Qianhu is the master of Pirates Sect. As long as he raises his arms, disciples from the four sects of walking in the dark, touching gold, pretending to be dirty, and cultivating spirits will swarm over to run for him." !
How can a mere mountain be able to stop Mrs. Qianhu? ! "

Mr. Lu Da and Lei Gandang each chose a chair, and Da Ma Jin Dao sat in the hall, as if he was following Ji Yuan's lead.

Such an attitude shocked the heads of the four sects, and finally realized that this young Qianhu from Beizhen Fusi came prepared!

The Nine Sects of the Yin Gate have a great reputation in the Jianghu, and all kinds of vicious methods of harming others make people turn pale when they talk about it, and fear it like a tiger.

Especially Zhang Qishan, who is in charge of Pirates, is honored as "Buddha" not only because of his wide connections, deep connections, and strong backing, but also because of his true ability to nourish evil spirits and kill people.

All the big bandits, thieves, and tyrants who tried Huaiyinzhai's ideas would either die suddenly or go crazy in the end.

Therefore, people in the Jianghu will regard it as a big Buddha. If the temple is too small, it cannot be enshrined, and it cannot be provoked!

"The Nine Schools of the Yin Gate in the past dynasties, either have their eyes higher than the top and look down on martial arts in the rivers and lakes; or they live in seclusion and avoid getting involved with the outside world.

Let Buddha Zhang Qishan, Cannon General Lei Gandang, and Mr. Lu Da be so convinced.

It is definitely not possible for the official authority of the imperial court to do it! "

Yunnan Zhu from Bishui Palace smiled and said with a smile:
"I am really looking forward to it. How will Qianhu take Mangshan tonight?"

Ji Yuan's expression didn't change, he held the red fate number [Grass Head King] in his hand, and he could raise tiger and wolf elite soldiers out of thin air.

In addition, Zhang Qishan, a person who steals characters, is a man who pretends to be dirty after learning "Book of Luban", and Lei Gandang, who is good at using gunpowder.

Not to mention sweeping away the evil atmosphere of demons, even leveling the Mang Mountain is no problem.

"Just see if the old knife handle will come! I will use myself as bait to catch this big fish!"

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered as he thought to himself.

He retreated for nine days, thoroughly refined the three thoughts of Tian Yunzi, and used them as a pendant close to his body, never leaving his body.

The reason is to wait for the half-step master, the old knife handle!

Sweeping Mangshan is the best opportunity for assassination.

First of all, stay away from Jingzhou City, and the protection of human luck will be weakened by [-]% to [-]%.

Secondly, the old knife handle can run away with one hit, so you don't have to worry about being traced.

"It depends on Lord Yan, whose life is he going to take!"

Ji Yuan closed his eyes and leaned on the seat as if resting his mind.

This trip in and out of the gate of Xuanmin, and grabbing the essence of the true meaning of the big seal of Zezi from the strange man.

Now, he has five poles containing yin and yang inside, and eight-direction Zhoutian seal on the outside. The foundation of martial arts is more solid, and the accumulation of foundation is more powerful.

It is faintly about to touch the pass that opens up the sea of ​​​​qi and condenses the inner scene.

Within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the Emperor's Heavenly Dao Map.

The purple destiny star named [Dianjiangtai] flowed with rich brilliance.

It seems that it is about to be transformed and promoted!
[Point general platform (purple)]: [Superior outstanding generals, the tallest in all directions will be the platform.If you get this fate, if you stand on the general's platform and fight alone against many fierce soldiers and warriors, the winner will benefit, and the loser will be lucky.If you win nine games in a row, you can be promoted to 'Cangbing Cave' and be among the gods' chosen ones.In addition, beheading the blood god walking who also holds the 'point general' platform, and taking the initiative to challenge, can get more generous gifts]

"The centurions Tu Renhong, Yu Wenhuai, and Xiong Jingtao of the Great Western Army!

The commander-in-chief Tu Canglang, Lei Wuxiang!

The ghost messenger of the six desires of the Great Unclean Bodhisattva!
Chi Lian and Bai Mei are two dharma kings!
In addition, Xie Mingliu, who gave away his head... No matter what, he made up the number of nine games!

【Dianjiangtai】It should have been promoted to 【Zangbing Cave】! "

Ji Yuan's eyes were lowered, and his eyes were dim, as if there was a torrential river of blood flowing past.

Through the mottled and old brass altar, he sensed an extremely slight killing intent.

"I have such a good head, who can take it!?"

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Tanzhou, Yuncheng.

In the heavily guarded military camp, a quiet room for meditation and kung fu was set up.

The school lieutenant in armor stood guard outside the door respectfully, and reported everything that happened in Jingzhou City in detail.

"Taking Mang Mountain? He is planning to use the dangerous terrain to strangle the throat of Liaodong's gate, so as to fight against Lord Hou."

The old swordman opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy and dull, and he didn't see the slightest trace of the power of a master.

He was hunched over, wearing a coarse linen robe, and sitting cross-legged on the futon with bare feet.

On the low table, there is a copper stove with a crane beak.

A few pieces of tranquilizing incense were burning inside, exuding rich smoke.

With just a light inhalation, there will be a comfortable feeling of drunkenness.

There is a basin of clean water next to it for washing hands and face.

The old knife handle has been here for five full days, not eating or drinking, not drinking or eating, and bathing twice a day.

He is like a cold and stubborn stone without any vitality.

If you want to describe it in eight words, the crooked old man at this time.

Nothing more than, the shape is like dead wood, the heart is like dead ashes!
If it weren't for the armored captain who clearly saw the old knife handle walking into the quiet room, retreating and observing the precepts.

He almost thought that there was no one inside.

No matter how he sensed it, the crooked old man sitting cross-legged on the futon remained silent.

If you close your eyes, it seems like a mass of nothingness, confused with the vastness.

"General Dong sent a letter to ask when the master will act."

The armored captain bowed his head.

"The way of an assassin is to act bravely and sacrifice one's life.

It is the number one killing technique in the world!
Therefore, every time you take a shot, you must fast and take a bath, so that you can empty your body and mind.

Otherwise, it is impossible to get close to a great master who has the unity of soul and body and keen five senses. "

With the handle of the old knife, he dipped his hands, which looked like dry bark, into the clean water, rubbed them slowly, and then wiped them clean.

Every movement of his is meticulous and meticulous, as if extremely sacred.

"Back then, Emperor Qing destroyed the six kingdoms and became a Taoist.

Prince Yan was unwilling to surrender, so he sent two big assassins, intending to assassinate the king in the name of offering the city.

It's a pity that Qing Ke was brave, but Qin Wuqi, who was accompanying him helplessly, was overwhelmed by the pressure of the real dragon, and his murderous intentions were exposed, which alarmed the officials and caused him to fall short!
As an assassin, the more important an event is, the more calm you need to be. "

The captain in armor opened his eyes wide, and the figure of the crooked old man reflected in his eyes was like ink stains that melted in water, becoming thinner and thinner, almost invisible.

It seems to be completely melted into the void, difficult to capture.

The plain and unremarkable quiet room is like a dense thunder pool, the low table, the copper stove with a crane beak, and the basin of clear water all seem to contain a murderous aura that soars to the sky.

As long as someone takes a step, the delicate balance and tranquility are broken.

Immediately, he will receive a violent blow that is beyond redemption!
The captain in armor looked more and more horrified, and Dou Da's cold sweat couldn't stop dripping.

"The old man had a feeling just now, at midnight tonight.

When Ji Jiulang leaves Jingzhou City, he can make a move.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is the time of day;
The mountains and forests are fierce and evil, because of the favorable location!
It would be better to take his life! "

The spirit of the old sword is extremely concentrated, and the energy and blood of the whole body are concentrated between the eyebrows.

The flesh was torn apart, turning into an upside-down evil eye.

The thousands of granules contained in it are like tentacles, wantonly grabbing the invisible energy in the deep void.

"The brass throne in charge of killing has issued a revelation!
This time... the old man should succeed! "

The third vertical eye opened between the eyebrows of the old knife handle was covered with layers of blood, reflecting a severed aura.

Only when people die can they die!
It can be seen that Ji Jiulang will never escape this catastrophe!
"Half-step grandmaster, beheading the younger generation, how can you not catch it?"

The old knife handle is determined and confident.

The reason why he was able to escape from the hands of several top grandmasters again and again.

It all depends on this vertical eye of flesh and blood!
Every time he is in danger, he is vigilant, just like the whim of a great master.

Whether it was defeated by the first seat of the Xuankong Temple, or by King Yan who broke the mountain and destroyed the temple.

There should have been ten deaths and no life, but the old swordsman managed to escape with difficulty.

"Yan Wang told him to die at the third watch, who dares to keep him until the fifth watch!

If the name of Yan Wangtie is on the list, it is inevitable to die in the end.

Changxing, the Marquis of Zhaoyun who stepped down the black water, was no exception, let alone Ji Jiulang. "

The old sword put away distracting thoughts until it was as calm as a calm lake.

Then, slowly got up and walked out of the quiet room.

The school lieutenant in armor watched helplessly as the gleaming figure of the rickety old man rushed out of the heavily guarded Yuncheng military stronghold.

But there was no one there, so take another look!
A horrified expression appeared on his face, as if he had seen a ghost in daylight, and he thought to himself:
"Sangengtang's Tianzihao killer really lives up to its reputation."

(End of this chapter)