A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Emperor Yuxuan frowned tightly, anxiously thinking about how to force Xiao Sizhe to tell him the next chapter of the Secret of Immortality. He racked his brains and tried every possible means, but he still couldn't get the second, third, and fourth secrets of immortality from Xiao Sizhe... Every time he asked, Xiao Sizhe always used the excuse of forgetting or going crazy to cleverly avoid Emperor Yuxuan's coercion.

Xiao Sizhe let out a long breath and slowly stood up. His eyes revealed a hint of determination, as if he had already made some kind of decision in his heart. "Tomorrow I will teach you the second secret of longevity. Where is the parallel import?" His voice echoed in the air, carrying a mysterious atmosphere.

At the same time, in the Qingxin Cottage, Sikong Yan was discussing other important matters with the ministers. The atmosphere was tense and serious, and everyone had a solemn expression on their faces. They knew that the current situation was complex and changeable, and every decision could affect the fate of the entire country.

Xiao Sanlang said respectfully: "Master, Doctor Shui and Huo Longguo are studying the mutual promotion and mutual restraint of food! Do you have any instructions?" Xiao Sizhe nodded slightly, feeling a little relieved by Shui Qinglian's dedication. He didn't expect Shui Qinglian to be so concerned about his ideas, which made him feel a little warm in this difficult situation.

"Well! General Xiao, you always call me the second master! Could it be that you are the Wuying who always protects us?" Xiao Sizhe suddenly asked, staring at Xiao Sanlang, trying to find a flaw in his expression.

Xiao Sanlang was slightly stunned, then scratched his head and asked: "Uh, Second Young Master, I am just a soldier. What is Wuying you are talking about? What exactly does he do?" There was a puzzled look on his face, as if he really knew nothing about the Wuying that Xiao Sizhe was talking about.

Xiao Sizhe snorted in his heart, thinking: Still pretending! Humph! One day I will catch you by the tail! But on the surface, he remained calm and just said lightly: "Oh, let's not talk about this. I want to study with you, what method can make a person's tendons explode quickly during practice, causing death?"

Xiao Sanlang answered without thinking, "Becoming possessed!" His tone was firm, and he seemed very confident in his answer.

Xiao Sizhe shook his head and said, "This is not appropriate. Once this obsession is discovered, there is still hope!" There was a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was not satisfied with this answer.

"I mean, the kind that has no hope of being saved!" Xiao Sizhe emphasized again, his tone filled with urgency.

Xiao Sanlang scratched his head and fell into deep thought. Apart from being possessed by a demon, he really couldn't think of any other way to make the blood vessels explode quickly. "This, this I can't think of for the time being." He said helplessly.

Xiao Sizhe was unwilling to give up and continued to ask: "Then, is there any kung fu? Who suddenly died while practicing?" He tilted his head, his eyes full of expectation. He was looking for the "longevity secret" that could make Emperor Yuxuan die suddenly without him knowing. Only in this way could he get rid of the threat of Emperor Yuxuan and fight for a glimmer of hope for himself and the people around him.

Xiao Sanlang was in a dilemma. He frowned and said, "This book needs to be studied with various types of martial arts books! Looking around the world, I have never seen such a kind of martial arts that can cause people to die suddenly after practicing it!" His tone was full of helplessness. It was obvious that he felt Xiao Sizhe's question was very difficult to solve.

"Ah, then do you have any martial arts books? All kinds of martial arts books!" Xiao Sizhe was anxious, and there was a hint of despair in his eyes. He knew that time was running out, and he had to find a way as soon as possible, otherwise they would always be under the threat of Emperor Yuxuan.

In the Qingxin Cottage, the atmosphere was solemn and full of mystery. Sikong Yan had just seen off the ministers, and his face was still thoughtful. The various news and questions brought by these ministers made him feel the heavy burden on his shoulders. However, when he turned around, he saw a strange picture. Xiao Sizhe and Xiao Sanlang were sitting at the table nearby, holding their cheeks, with empty eyes, as if they were in deep thought. They looked so focused that they didn't even notice Sikong Yan approaching. Sikong Yan walked over curiously and asked softly: "How are you two? What are you thinking about? You are so absorbed in your thoughts!" His voice broke the silence, and Xiao Sizhe and Xiao Sanlang came back to their senses. Xiao Sizhe held his cheeks, turned his head, pouted his mouth, and said weakly: "Brother Yan, we are thinking about which kind of martial arts will cause people to die suddenly from heart rupture after practicing!" His eyes were full of confusion and anxiety. Obviously, this problem has troubled him for a long time. After hearing what Xiao Sizhe said, Sikong Yan frowned slightly, touched his chin and said: "According to common sense, no matter what kind of kung fu you practice, you will not die suddenly from a heart attack! Unless you go crazy and practice it incorrectly! But, you won't die immediately if you go crazy! There is still a golden time for treatment!" Sikong Yan's tone was steady. He analyzed various possibilities based on his understanding of martial arts. "Then, wouldn't it be useless to insert the martial arts secret book into the Changsheng Jue?" Xiao Sizhe looked helpless and powerless. He originally hoped to find a martial arts in the Changsheng Jue that could kill the enemy instantly, but now it seems that this hope seems to be shattered. "Huh? This is not impossible!" Sikong Yan's eyes lit up.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Perhaps their thinking had been wrong all along. Xiao Sizhe and Xiao Sanlang, who were originally listless, suddenly stood up with renewed energy after hearing what Sikong Yan said. Their eyes were full of expectation, as if they had seen new hope. "Really?" Xiao Sizhe asked eagerly. The fire of hope ignited in his heart again, and he longed to get a positive answer from Sikong Yan.

Sikong Yan pondered for a moment and said slowly: "We have been looking for a martial art that can kill people instantly, but we have overlooked an important issue. The effect of martial arts often depends on the user's state of mind. If a person's heart is full of hatred and anger, then even the most ordinary martial arts may become extremely lethal."

After hearing what Sikong Yan said, Xiao Sizhe and Xiao Sanlang fell into deep thought. They began to reflect on their own behavior and thoughts. Would people who were controlled by hatred and anger have difficulty in self-control when practicing?

A wonderful idea flashed through Xiao Sizha's mind, it would be great if he could practice a particularly powerful Kung Fu. But he also knew that if some Kung Fu was not practiced correctly, it would lead to obsession, which made him a little worried.