My life of martial arts training

"Don't be anxious. Speak slowly. I have a safe way to deprive you of the Death Plate. Don't worry." The middle-aged man saw the ghost's psychological activities and said with relief.

"Disciple, I understand." Gui Mu felt bitter in his heart. The person in front of him was the sect master of Zui Mu Hall, Wan Mu!

To become a giant in the demonic world, all means are ruthless. He only has martial arts in his eyes. Let alone his disciples, even his Taoist companions, parents, and children can sacrifice themselves at any time as long as they can make some contribution to the path of martial arts.

The life and death roulette holds the secret of refining the gods, which is enough to make Wan Mu go crazy. The other party's claim of having a safe way to peel it off is just a lie to himself.

Divine weapons and magic weapons bind souls, and stripping them away requires a huge price, and the process is complicated. How could Wanmu help him.

But he had no choice. If he extended his head, it would be a knife, and if he retracted his head, it would be a knife. Rather than doing that, it would be better to drag that person into the water.

The Wheel of Life will definitely be taken away by the other party, but Wanmu will never give up, so both parties must die.

"Who took away the Wheel of Life?" Wanmu asked with a smile.

"I don't know, my disciple, that man has changed his appearance, but his realm is only the Qi Yun realm." Guimu told all the things that happened in Kuling Town.

Wan Mu frowned slightly, Yun Qi Realm was one against five, even he felt incredible after hearing this.

You must know that Gui Mu, Mo Lian and others are not ordinary Qi Fusion Realm, their talents and methods are all top-notch, but even under such circumstances, they still lost to a Qi Yun Realm.

Such talent far surpasses those of the overlords.

But this is not what he is irritated about. No matter how strong the opponent is, can he cross three realms and go against the enemy to refine his energy?

But the whereabouts of the other party.

Wanmu paced back and forth, seeming to have made some determination in his heart. He grabbed Guimou and disappeared into the hall.

Arrive at the Zuimutang Patriarch Hall.

"Sect Master." The old gatekeeper saluted. He had more than a dozen eyeballs transplanted on his face and neck, making him look creepy.

"I want to use the 'Life Eye' to find the murderer who harmed the foundation of Guimu." Wanmu said calmly.

"Yes." The old gatekeeper did not doubt that he was there, and led Wanmu to the back of the palace.

A stone tablet that is ten feet long stands in the middle, with a dark red eye as tall as a person inlaid on it. The eyes are lax, as if they are sleeping.

The old man took out a token and chanted a spell.

The stele emits a faint light, which interacts with the stars in the sky. Countless stars condense and pour into the stele.

The dark red eyes woke up from their deep sleep, moving restlessly, and their eyes slowly focused.

"Sect Master, it's okay." The old man said.

"Stand in front of Ming Tong." Wan Mu said with a smile, his tone unquestionable.

"Yes." Guimu knew that Wanmu would not harm him, at least he would not let him die before the roulette of life and death merged.

But Ming Tong gave him a very frightening feeling, so he bravely came to Ming Tong.

The eyes stopped turning and all eyes were focused on Guimu.

A feeling arose in Guimu's heart, as if the secrets all over his body were not hidden in Mingtong's eyes.

Ten breaths later.

Mingtong returned to its original state.

"Huh..." Guimu gasped, and his back was wet with sweat at some point.

"How's it going? Did you find the murderer?" Wan Mu looked at the old man and asked.

"No, the other party's fate is very light. It can be seen logically."

The old man frowned and said again: "But there is a scorching sun in the opponent's destiny, which blocks most of the clues. We only know the opponent's location, which is in the west."

"Zhiyang warrior." Wanmu said expressionlessly.

"So that's it." The old man suddenly realized that although it was difficult for Zhiyang warriors to break through, there were also many benefits, and it was difficult to calculate that this was one of them.

"Go on, I don't believe it can't be calculated." Wan Mu said coldly.

"Sect Master, the life pupil must be used after a period of time." The old man looked embarrassed. Using the life pupil is not without cost. Every time it is used, it will cause damage to the life pupil. A period of time must be used to minimize the damage.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Wan Muhan said in a cold voice, with a huge pressure exuding from his body.

"Sect Master, I hope you will think twice before you act." The old man said under tremendous pressure.

Although Wan Mu is the sect master, he cannot cover the sky with one hand. There are two Supreme Elders who are also in the Qi Refining Realm.

"Very good." Wanmu put away his power and said:

"When can I use the second life pupil?"

"Two months later." The old man replied truthfully.

Wanmu turned and left.

Guimu hurriedly followed, secretly happy in his heart. The later the other party was found, the safer he would be.

After leaving the Patriarch's Hall, Wan Mu did not give up, but issued an order to his subordinates to issue a wanted order for Shen Yuan.

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Suishan City is the largest city in the southeastern part of Suizhou, facing Muzhou, Mingfozhou, and Youzhou in the distance. Several major forces are stationed in it, including the imperial court. It is a mixed bag, but there is still some order on the surface.

On this day, two men walked into Sin Mountain City together.

"Brother Long, I'm sorry to trouble you this time." Shen Yuan was now disguised as a thin man with a sallow face, wearing a dark green robe.

"I happen to be coming to Suishan City." Long Aokong waved his hand. He now has a handsome face, dressed in white, and has a folding fan hanging on his waist. He is elegant.

"Brother Shen, I'm going to leave first. We'll meet at Yuelan Restaurant then."

After saying that, he eagerly got into the crowd and quickly disappeared.

Shen Yuan stopped a passerby and asked Jin Yiwei's address.

After getting the location, he walked along the street.

North City District, Jinyiwei Station.

Jinyiwei's status seems to be quite good in Zuizhou. It has a vast area, many palaces, black bricks and black tiles, and two black stone lions at the door.

Jinyiwei wearing black flying fish uniforms kept coming in and out, busy with official business.

"Stop!"

Two guards stopped Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan wore a green robe and took out the secret guard token. This token is universal, and there is no need to worry about it being useless in other states.

"Sir, the entrance of the secret guard is at the back door." The guard on the left explained.

"Is there a front door or a back door?" Shen Yuan frowned slightly.

"Yes, sir, please rest assured, Jinyiwei will never underestimate the secret guards. Sometimes, when they are in a hurry to go on a mission, the leader may call the wrong person, so as to avoid unpleasant things. That's why the higher-ups arranged it this way." The guard explained patiently. After all, those who can become secret guards are all masters, and they are not people they can offend.

"I understand." Shen Yuan nodded, walked around, and came to the back door.

The back door was not as majestic and tall as the main door. There was only a small door. Next to it was an old man, lying on the table bored and drowsy.

From time to time, one or two people in black robes came in and out.

He walked in, and a perception swept over him and soon disappeared.