Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

The crowd formed a circle around the mansion where Cihang Jingzhai stayed, but kept a distance cautiously. Everyone was waiting for the next development with burning eyes, and it was as expected...

Fan Qinghui raised his head, and lightly ordered the disciples behind him: "You all step back first."

The Jingzhai disciples looked at each other, and said hesitantly: "...Yes."

The women in white clothes entered the mansion to avoid the battle, and while the others lamented the loss of eyesight, they couldn't help but show more and more expectant expressions.

Fan Qinghui was puzzled and said, "What's the enmity between Your Excellency and Cihang Jingzhai?"

Prince Changqin said unhurriedly: "Nothing."

Fan Qinghui's face was calm: "Is that related to Qinghui?"

Since the beginning of the war, the fingers that have never left the strings have paused between the strings. His black hair is like a waterfall, and he has an immeasurable and unique character. His handsome face also reveals a smile that is not a smile in Fan Qinghui's words. look.

Prince Changqin: "Do you think so or not?"

Fan Qinghui nodded lightly: "It seems so, but before that, please Rong Fan Qinghui ask about cause and effect, can this battle be avoided?"

Prince Changqin said decisively: "Impossible."

Fan Qinghui nodded again, and stretched his hand behind his back, hissing sword and urn moving in the air, the cold frost of the sword reflected the color of snow, very pure and clear.

"In that case, Fan Qinghui will fight."

There was an uproar at the scene, no matter what thoughts Fan Qinghui would respond so straightforwardly, especially those few who knew his identity in the crowd, but they immediately realized that this was a great fun, and they couldn't enjoy it alone .

Several men in gray-brown clothes and ordinary clothes quietly withdrew from the crowd and ran in different directions. Afterwards, they either blew the whistle that only special creatures could hear, or took out a pigeon and let it fly into the sky.

The sound of the flapping pigeon's wings attracted the ink grinder's attention when it fell, and a strand of uncombed hair fell to his shoulder. After he took off the letter tied to the pigeon's leg and looked at it, his eyes showed a strange expression.

The sound of the whistle spread over a wide range, but only the Gu worms raised in Miaojiang could hear it. Unfortunately, the one that the Jade Master Yu Luocha brought with him when he was cleaning the door reacted, and his eyes glanced at the silver hook with unknown meaning. The sufferers in the workshop, Lone Song and Han Mei, let out a soft snort, rolled up their sleeves and left.

Under the fluttering winter plum blossoms, the young man in red is as beautiful as jade, and he seems to only hear the movement of Xueluo in his ears.

However, the young master shook his shoulders slightly, and the snowflakes fell. He seemed to be motivated to look for his reputation, only to see another person in a red dress floating towards him.

Jade Raksha's eyes are as magnificent as pure emeralds of the highest purity, and his temperament is inherently coquettish. Wearing red clothes on him is like a blazing fire, exuding ambition and arrogance.

If you compare it with flowers, Brother Gongzi is the scorching peach blossom, full of peach colors, while Yu Luocha is a rose with thorns, which not only pricks people but also kills them.

As soon as Jade Rakshasa arrived, laughter first echoed between the cliffs, and the snow layer in the distance showed signs of instability, which showed that it had used internal strength.

"Wang Lianhua, your daughter and son-in-law are both in Taishan, why do you come to such a lonely place to be dazed by yourself?"

Wang Lianhua gave him a sideways smile without smiling.

"Compared to my business, why are you here to sit?"

Yu Luocha snorted softly: "It's not that I heard that someone challenged the heads of those old nuns in Cihang Jingzhai."

Wang Lianhua smiled but said: "It's more than that."

"Okay," Yu Luocha said angrily, "I came to you for three things."

Wang Lianhua was noncommittal.

Yu Luocha: "First thing, the person who entrusted me is Ji Xianjun."

Wang Lianhua was slightly interested.

Yu Luocha: "Do you want to read the catalog of God of War?"

Wang Lianhua's pupils contracted slightly, she was so startled by this sentence that she couldn't understand clearly, she came back to her senses, and said in a hoarse voice: "You can't say that nonsense."

Yu Luocha said proudly: "Do I need to tell a lie? When Ji Xianjun said it, I actually didn't believe it, but he produced evidence."

Wang Lianhua said without hesitation: "What?"

"Sun Xiuqing!"

Wang Lianhua looked at Yu Luocha puzzledly, and Yu Luocha explained without fireworks: "Do you think her change can be called reborn?"

Wang Lianhua recalled the recent rumors about her in the world, and had to admit that the other party had changed a lot, and she really wanted people to explore the reasons for her changes.

"That's right," Yu Luocha chuckled and threw out another message, "She has been to the Temple of the God of War, and she has also read the catalog of the God of War. There are only four wonderful books in the world that can change people's bones, you and my heart What I know very well is that it is worth Ji Xianjun's special mention, and it is also the one that can persuade us to do things for him the most, the formula of longevity? The magic strategy? Or the sword formula of the other shore? Neither, only the God of War catalog!"

The root of martial arts in the world, the ultimate meaning of the universe, only the God of War Atlas can attract the favored ones of the heavens.

Wang Lianhua's quiet expression gradually changed with Yu Luocha's tone, and finally fixed on seriousness.

"What on earth does he want us to do?"

Yu Luocha smiled: "Wu Ming and King Taiping!"

Using the God of War catalog as a bait to lure the two most powerful and unpredictable people in the rivers and lakes to join forces to deal with the incident caused by Gong Jiu, not to mention the essence of the concept of using it up on Gong Jiu, just talking about the big hand Is there more than one God of War catalogue?

He dared to use Jade Rakshasa, and Wang Lianhua, and even used the two together. It was nothing more than he grasped a sharp word, and accurately targeted martial arts practitioners who could not get rid of their pursuit of high levels, that is Ji The reason why Xian Jun dared to do this.

To explore people's hearts, grasp human nature, and finally manipulate the heroes with a snap of his fingers, and let him sit thousands of miles away, not afraid of someone getting out of his grasp.

But the ability is so great that someone who is so intelligent and close to a demon never dreamed that he would have a day when his harem would catch fire.

It is said that the plan cannot keep up with the changes, and Ji Xianjun left enough flexibility in the plan to deal with changes when they happen. However, when Yu Luocha and Wang Lianhua finished discussing how to deal with the chaos caused by the Tian family, they had already slapped the decision.

Go, go to the foot of Mount Tai to watch the excitement!

Before leaving, Yu Luocha asked Wang Lianhua: "What are you doing here in the cold weather?"

Wang Lianhua took out a "stubborn stone" from her sleeve.

"This is an alabaster mine, which is completely different from the common and fragile alabaster. The stone is on the steep wall of a snow-capped mountain at a height of 3000 meters. It is indestructible after being forged by wind and snow, and it is also cold and snowy. The cold iron is deeply fit on the inner wall of the snow stone, and the crushed stone and iron are smelted together when the sword is forged, and the finished sword can become a famous product even for ordinary swordsmiths."

Yu Luocha: "Hey, show me." He took it and weighed it in his hand, it was really heavy, and then returned it to Wang Lianhua, "For Ye Gucheng?"

Wang Lianhua snorted coldly, only then did she show some dissatisfaction.

"Lin Lang is by his side, Ye Gucheng loses his sword and his strength is greatly reduced. How can he succeed if he doesn't find a good sword?"

"Poor parents all over the world," Yu Luocha thought of her son who was a father who didn't exist, and her heart was filled with words, but even so, for the sake of her son, she still wanted to deal with those forces who tried to trick the little girl. Go back.

Although Sun Xiuqing has the Emei faction as his backer, there are many people in the martial arts world who are Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon and those who take risks.

Among other things, even Yu Luocha was the one who didn't take the Emei faction seriously, and as far as he knew, four or five people with the same strength were interested in Sun Xiuqing.

So in order for his son to have no wife, and to spend his whole life with Jian, and not see the next generation, Yu Luosha had to hold his nose and clean up the mess for the two of them.

In any case, on a certain level, the Western Demonic Cult is more deterrent than the Righteous Way. Once the wind comes from Jade Rakshasa protecting Jianqing, smart people will know how to choose.

The two fathers who were also worried about their children looked at each other with inexplicable sympathy.

Yu Luocha even said: "I said, Wang Lianhua, you said that we are in-laws..."

Wang Lianhua: "No."

"Don't refuse so simply, think again, my son is as beautiful as a flower..."

"Get out, who doesn't know that your son plans to live with the sword for the rest of his life, what will my daughter do when she gets married? Widowed?!"

"Hey, if you don't want to, we can continue to talk about the remaining two things, and finally talk about the children and relatives..."

"No, I don't want to talk to you about anything now!"

"Wang Lianhua, don't run so fast!"

The two figures, one in front and the other behind, spread farther and farther away, and the cold branches of the plum tree standing alone in the same place were glamorous and solitary.

Meixiang condenses in the air and blows into the distance with the snowflakes.

It is also Samuume growing in the wild, but it is not as lucky as the former.

The sound of cleansing spread for tens of miles, and the livestock wailed amidst the sound of the piano, like a dragon roaring in the depths of the sea, and the stormy waves rolled in, catching everyone off guard!

"How is this going!"

Someone wailed and crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands. They never imagined that after watching the excitement for so many years, they were only affected by heroes smashing things. They never thought that listening to music would become a high-risk occupation.

In Jianghu, I have never heard of anyone making moves in groups!

So most people thought that Prince Changqin held the qin as a hobby, or that there was a sword hidden in it. No one thought that the qin itself was a weapon.

But Fan Qinghui didn't think so. She had seen countless masters with unique moves, and her old enemy Momen even used weapons to their advantage.

Zhu Yuyan can double-fold swords and swords without using fleshy palms, which shows that masters don't stick to weapons at all.

So when the prince Changqin remained motionless and played the piano with his fingers, she immediately approached him, trying to break his tone attack with close combat.

But she can think of it, others can't think of it?

Coupled with the fact that the crown prince Changqin has extraordinary physical skills and coquettish posture, Fan Qinghui couldn't touch the corner of his clothes in a daze.

He could only see him pointing at the qin, the sound was like a knife, the blade was invisible, one of her hair tails did not escape the sound blade fused in the air when she dodged, and it would be destructive once touched.

The broken strands of hair flew into the air, and the rest of the walls and steps hit by the sound blade were left with deep crescent-shaped nicks, which made people cover their mouths and hiss and gasp.

What if it falls on people?

No one dared to think about what would happen if they were in Fan Qinghui's position, they just felt that they were already frightened by this weird attack.

The crowd around them retreated unconsciously, retreating further and further away.

Thanks to their unintentional fear, when Prince Changqin finally got tired of this style of play and stood still, flicking his fingers to play a small tune, the furious waves of the sea in the next moment were only affected, not directly affected by it. die!

The Canghailong chant under the finger of the prince Changqin is extremely pleasant. When Tanqu is unintentional, he shows his superb piano skills and is the best in the world. Thirty miles is his domain.

Ouyang Shaogong's playing with the Jiuxiao Huanpei can cover Penglai Island, but if Prince Changqin uses his original Fenglaiqin, the power will only be greater, not less.

It was because he was merciful and focused all his attention on Fan Qinghui, otherwise there would be more people rolling all over the floor.

But even so, many martial arts people who watched the excitement nearby felt their inner breath fluttering, faintly possessed the tendency to go mad, and they all felt that the other party was using strange moves, and immediately fled to the distance, let alone run farther away The influence of the sound of the piano is really small.

These people couldn't help showing joyful expressions, they didn't notice that they were in a tea house, and they didn't notice that other places besides the tea house were completely different from this place.

The ears of the people drinking tea upstairs moved. The few people who had heard the shocking news, who were a little sluggish, subconsciously searched for the sound and looked in the direction of the sound of the piano. Ji Xianjun made the first move, but Cang Hai Long Yin didn't seem to treat The other people hurt everyone in the building like that, so they also had the strength to distinguish the distant voice carefully.

Mu Taoist was the most elegant among the people present, so he was the one who said first: "Is it the sound of the zither?"

Just by looking at the erratic sound of the piano, you can tell the distance between the player and the place, but even so, you can still feel the beauty of the sound, which shows the high skill of the piano master.

Lu Xiaofeng is not the most elegant one, and he just swallows a cup of fine white silver needles as a thirst-quenching tea, but he is the one who can adjust his mood the most.

After enduring Ji Xianjun's high pressure, he urgently needed to have some fun to adjust his mood, so he also said, "Who is playing the piano?"

Next, Sun Xiuqing and Wang Linlang agreed.

"It's smaller. If you get close, you should be able to judge the music better." Wang Linlang said regretfully after listening for a while.

Taoist Mu smiled and suggested, "Why don't you go and see? If the luthier is not happy, we can enjoy it through the wall."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled cheerfully: "Not bad, but I don't know what the other party will think if they find out that the eavesdropping person is Wudang Mu Taoist!"

Mu Taoist held his breath and said lightly: "At most, it's to shame the old man, but isn't there still Lu Xiaofeng here? In terms of fame, you are much bigger than me."

Lu Xiaofeng slapped his thigh and sighed, "You're not being kind!"

Taoist Mu smiled and said, "Everyone, each other."

Wang Linlang moved his eyes back and forth during their conversation, and couldn't help but said, "You guys are so interesting."

Taoist Mu smiled, Lu Xiaofeng was helpless.

Mu Dao's temperament is so meaningful, he asked with a light smile, "Miss Wang, do you want to go and see?"

Wang Linlang nodded repeatedly.

Taoist Mu patted his thigh, "Okay, I'll let Lu Xiaofeng take you there, in fact..." But before Lu Xiaofeng called him unkind again, he changed the subject with a smile that seemed a bit disrespectful, "Actually, Ye With the city lord here, the old Taoist thinks he doesn’t need anyone else.”

"..." Wang Linlang glanced at him shyly, then looked at Ye Gucheng expectantly.

Ye Gucheng had no expression on his face, because he had very little expression like Ximen Chuuxue, so no one noticed what was wrong with him, only at this moment he suddenly said something.

"wrong."

wrong?

Wang Linlang's face turned red on the spot and then turned pale again. She bit her lower lip and stared at him resentfully.

Ye Gucheng was stunned, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

It was Ximen Chuuxue who explained: "The sound of the piano is wrong."

Lu Xiaofeng's expression suddenly became serious.

"Why not?"

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue said it was wrong, he had to think about his own physique.

Disaster physique!

Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng exchanged glances, and then Ye Gucheng said: "There is a sword energy in the sound of the piano."

Ximen Chuuxue said: "This sword has a strong evil spirit, and the person holding the sword will lure the evil spirit and worry about burning himself."

Lu Xiaofeng: "Please speak human words!"

Ximen Chuuxue said helplessly: "You should know that there is a gentleman's sword in the world, and naturally there is also a master-devouring sword. The former has a sharp edge, is upright and noble, and cannot be insulted by villains, and the latter..."

"The latter is the opposite. Regardless of the character of the person who uses the sword, he is born to restrain the master. The evil spirit is strong enough to burn the sword. I can't imagine how many people have died under the sword."

Taoist Mu said solemnly.

The corner of Lu Xiaofeng's mouth twitched: "Isn't it the sound of the piano? Why did it have something to do with the sword again?"

When the sound of the piano came, Ji Xianjun, who was drinking tea in silence, couldn't help but say something.

"Sword gall and piano heart."

"That's right," Ximen Chuuxue responded, "The sound of the zither is most suitable for purging hostility, so it's not surprising to hear the sound of the sword from the sound of the zither."

It was not difficult for Sun Xiuqing to imagine that this person would always play the guqin for a quarter of an hour in the afternoon after practicing sword.

It was washing away the fierceness of swinging the sword, and it was also waiting.

Lu Xiaofeng frowned: "So, what's wrong with this piano sound?"

After saying this, Ye Gucheng also hesitated, everyone looked at him for a while before he said: "Perhaps this piano can hurt people."

If the evil spirit of the sword in the qin is so strong, it is not surprising that the qin itself can hurt people.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at them in astonishment: "Really?"

"The leaves are like swords in my hands," Ximen Chuixue said calmly, but he supported Ye Gucheng.

Sun Xiuqing also nodded and said: "For us, releasing sword energy is one of the sword moves."

Wang Linlang was still a little puzzled, and couldn't help but ask, "So should we go and see?"

Taoist Mu, Ye Gucheng, and Ximen Chuuxue didn't change their expressions, while Lu Xiaofeng stood up with burning eyes.

"go with!"

Of course go!

Ji Xianjun closed her eyes and looked at the sky, feeling that she was about to suffer.

With his ability, how could he not be able to hear the resentment in the sound of the piano, at this time in the past, Prince Changqin would only play with himself.

Well, let me think about how not to pass, but in reality, he didn't think of a trick until he stood in front of Prince Changqin.

The strings of Feng Lai's zither trembled, the sound was endless, and the song was frightening.

Those who knew martial arts had already fled in the prelude to Canghai Longyin, and the ordinary people who remained in place rolled on the ground crying with blood coming out of their painful eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

The prince Changqin was no longer the compassionate fairy he was before, and he would not stop his anger when he saw someone being affected, but it was this kind of behavior that made Fan Qinghui even more jealous.

Because of the cruelty of his attack, that radiant and elegant temperament showed cold and ruthless cruelty, and she seemed to see another figure with boundless elegance from him.

The evil king Shi Zhixuan!

When he appeared in front of people, he was also a well-learned, elegant and noble appearance. After his intensive study, Huajian School's tradition of emphasizing the six arts became Cihang Jingzhai's confidant. Excellent disciple Bi Xiuxin!

It can be seen from this that seeing another person who resembles Shi Zhixuan, the first thing Fan Qinghui felt was a naked killing intent.

I can't let another Shi Zhixuan come out of the Demon Sect, especially......

Especially Shi Zhixuan also came to this era!

Using the qin as a weapon, he is also outstanding in appearance and appearance. It is not surprising that Fan Qinghui would regard him as a disciple of the Momen Huajian sect

One must know that no matter what generation the Huajian School disciples are, they all have good looks and good talents.

Take Shi Zhixuan as an example. This person can assist Yang Guang to rule the world in the form of Pei Ju, which shows his outstanding ability in politics. At the same time, his other incarnation entered Buddhism, and he is widely known as a great virtuous monk. His kung fu is even stronger than that of the disciples who were born in the Buddhist family since childhood, and his reputation is even more famous. The book of Immortal Sealing Method created by himself is comparable to the four great books in the martial arts world. Still able to escape.

What's more, the Qin is an elegant instrument, it is too difficult not to think of the Huajian School, which studies the profound meaning of the six arts. After all, except for the Huajian School, there are very few people in other schools who can use the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting like arms, which is better than swords .

Don't you see that Shi Zhixuan's disciple Hou Xibai used folding fans as weapons?

Fan Qinghui didn't dare to think about what would happen if this Huajian disciple who was full of hostility towards Jingzhai united with Shi Zhixuan, no, wait a minute, I heard that Shi Zhixuan was proficient in disguise, and the great virtuous monk and Pei Ju back then used it... The identity of Yi Ronglai, so to speak...

She suddenly looked at the person across the way, with a confused expression on her face. The hand of the prince Changqin holding the piano was extraordinarily elegant, but she couldn't tell whether she had used disguise.

The martial arts of Immortal Sealing Technique are too mysterious, even Bi Xiuxin, who is more talented than Fan Qinghui, died for realizing the mystery of Immortal Sealing Technique, so she can't be sure whether this technique of using the zither is Shi Zhixuan's cover-up.

Don't you see that the death energy in the sound of the piano is strong and full of vitality, which fits part of the well-known essence of the Immortal Seal.

Fan Qinghui has been in the martial arts for many years, and has never seen someone who can transform life and death so smoothly except for the seal of immortality. This person is Shi Zhixuan's confidence plus [-]%, including the original [-]% doubt, half to half, she must do it Decided, because some of those people rolling on the ground are already breathless, so it is unjustifiable to let so many people die near Cihang Jingzhai, but they will be pointed out by thousands of people.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Qinghui shouted with a stern and noble expression: "Shi Zhixuan, if you have the heart to target Cihang Jingzhai, you don't have to take action against these innocent people. Since I accept your invitation to fight, I will do my best."

In the pain, the goddess in white clothes stands with a sword and protects her. What a touching scene, some people who mourned in pain even couldn't hold back their tears.

"goddess!!"

"Woo! I'm in so much pain, so much pain!!"

"Fairy, am I going to die, oh, no, I haven't lived enough..."

Fan Qinghui's hand holding the sword tightened, raised her head high, and stared coldly at Prince Changqin.

The sound of the piano stopped after she shouted, and Fan Qinghui couldn't help but increase her doubts.

Prince Changqin's expression didn't change at all in her eyes, she just said in a subtle tone: "Shi Zhixuan, are you talking about me?"

Fan Qinghui said with a cold face: "Why do you have to be so ignorant when the evil king comes here? It's only half a month since the last time you appeared in front of the disciples of Jingzhai. Are you trying to pretend to be deaf and dumb?"

Prince Changqin raised her eyebrows and said emphatically, "Are you talking about me?"

Fan Qinghui said coldly: "Of course!"

Prince Changqin was about to say something when a cry came from not far away.

"Hey, why is there no sound, are we late?"

Ji Xianjun and the others arrived late. Wang Linlang was very curious about the increasingly clear and atmospheric sound of the qin, and kept walking in the front. The person rolling all over the floor exclaimed: "Why are so many people lying down? Did something happen just now?"

A few conscious people lying on the ground couldn't help but said in their hearts: Yes, we also want to know what happened, but you didn't react at all and came to listen to the music!

Fan Qinghui said righteously: "Shi Zhixuan, I will never allow you to hurt the innocent again!"

The moment Prince Changqin appeared on Ji Xianjun's eyes, his eyes had already fallen on Ji Xianjun, the corners of his mouth twisted slightly, and he said with a half-smile: "It's just right, I also want to hear what someone has to say about this situation."

Lu Xiaofeng and Taoist Mu hurriedly knelt down to check everyone's injuries, and also greeted everyone.

"Help me move people to a flat place!"

Sun Xiuqing was worried about the wounded on the ground, and because of Fan Qinghui's call when she came, she said kindly to her: "What happened here?"

Ji Xianjun looked up to the sky and said nothing.

The scene is so chaotic!

The author has something to say:

I always feel that if Shi Zhixuan appears, the Shura field promises to come, and if Zhu Yuyan also joins in the fun, well, the picture will be embarrassing.

I was expecting absolutely nothing!Absolutely not! ! !