Grandmaster Plane [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Mount Kunlun, the main altar of the Western Demon Cult.

"Where did this master come from? He was able to steal the Raksha card?"

"When did such a master appear in the rivers and lakes?"

"Bitter Bamboo, Lone Pine, you were beaten to the ground without even seeing his face, it seems that you are not good at being Dharma protectors!"

"Yeah, before the day of 'Man's Day', you have lost the important Rakshasa card, what will we do?"

"Shouldn't we pay more attention to the Central Plains martial arts?"

……

Because of Yu Luocha's death, a large number of members of the Demon Cult returned to Kunlun Mountain one after another.Use the Rakshasa card as an order to determine a new leader of the Demon Cult.

However, the stipulated seventh day of the first lunar month has not yet arrived. Although there are many people who come, most of them are still mobs.

With reluctance, Bitter Bamboo and Lone Pine could still hold back.

"Stop, stop! Finding the Rakshasa card is more important than this!"

Ku Zhu opened his dry and skinny arms, trying hard to break back the crooked building's words.

Not many people in the audience gave him face.

"This is the fault of the two of you, and of course you have to bear it!"

Kuzhu said angrily: "Now that the leader is not here, who can make us responsible!"

Thinking of the identities of these two guardians, the person who spoke made himself feel bad.

The burning torch was stuck on the stone pillar engraved with the image of the devil, and sparks flew from time to time.

The whole main altar is quite Western style. The white gauze hanging accessories are mostly made of gold, and the gauze is also very transparent and hazy.

The Bodhisattvas and goddesses on the murals do not look like people from the Central Plains, but mostly Persian women with big eyes and deep profiles.

Most of the believers in the Western Demon Cult are of mixed blood, a few are from the Central Plains, and some are pure outsiders.

They dress up in all kinds of ways, and some of them show their legs, breasts and belly. No wonder outsiders mention the Western Demon Cult, they all look like a den of demons.

Ku Zhu knew very well how many monsters and ghosts would come back on the seventh day of the first lunar month, and those people were not just pretending to bluff, but real monsters and ghosts.

Before those people come back, we must deal with the matter of Raksha cards!

There was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and Kuzhu said coldly: "If the Raksha card is lost, even I can't please it, let alone you. There is no leader at this time, so naturally no one needs to bear the responsibility. But the new leader Higher-ranking, the wandering Rakshasa card is a big hidden danger, and it may cause trouble for sects to separate! Suddenly, not everyone can bear this responsibility!"

"...But what does this have to do with us!"

"madness!"

Kuzhu replied on the spot, "We are still alive now because there is no leader to manage it. But when the day comes and the demons gather, even if there is no Rakshasa card, I am afraid that they will not be able to tell the winner. Is there a devil? When the new leader takes the throne, the loss of the Rakshasa card will be a huge responsibility, who will bear it? You? You? Or me?"

Speaking of this, Lone Pine beside him spoke for the first time, full of sarcasm.

"We can't afford it!"

The people in the audience seemed to finally understand the meaning of Kuzhu, and calmed down honestly.

The torch illuminated Bitter Bamboo's shriveled and obscure face, and he said grimly, "Since you know it, go and get the Rakshasa card back. At that time, no one will know that this happened."

The same light from the fire shone through many strangely shaped believers in the audience, their expressions were solemn and their faces were pale.

"Whoosh-"

The torches in the room were suddenly blown out by a strange and gloomy wind.

Countless pairs of eyes glowed in the darkness, like a ghost from hell escaped.

Someone hidden in the dark sneered sarcastically, and the next day news spread of the death of Yu Tianbao, the son of Yu Luocha of the Western Demon Cult, and even the Raksha card that could lead the Demon Cult fell to an unknown person. in the hands of masters.

The Western Demon Sect is already the biggest force in the Western Wulin, but it has never been well known to the other three major Wulin.But now that there is such a commotion, the Demon Cult, which has always been low-key, is standing on the cusp of the storm.

When Kuzhu and the others managed to mobilize the remaining people in the Demon Cult, they turned around and found that the things they tried to hide were all over the world.

Except for Yan Nantian in Nanwulin, all the forces in Jianghu are in the hands of women, so there is nothing to fear.The forces of all parties in the North Wulin are mixed, and with the lessons learned from the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, they can't spare their energy to intervene in the affairs of the West Wulin. The most troublesome ones are the group of righteous heroes in the East Wulin.

With a bitter face, Kuzhu thought about the people in the East Wulin who would be interested in the Raksha cards, and then he also presented information about the master who snatched the Raksha cards that day.

The total is no more than one page, all I know is that he suddenly appeared in the Silver Hook Gambling House, where he worked as a gambler and alcoholic for many days, and his money was either given to the gaming table or the tavern, and he usually lived in despair , not at all like a martial arts master.

This involuntarily gave Kuzhu a bad feeling... Could that person be waiting there on purpose?

Thinking of this, Kuzhu's face became even worse, he hurriedly called his brother Lone Song, and the two of them wondered who this person is?What are you thinking?

The opponent's mysterious means, even if they want to break their heads, they can't think of a reason.

As a last resort, Kuzhu could only pass down the order to continue the investigation, and got nothing.

Enough of watching these jumping clowns jumping around, killing Yu Tianbao with his own hands, Yu Luocha, the former leader who constantly magnified the ambitions of the people in the Western Demon Cult, drifted through the perennial fog on Kunlun Mountain like a ghost.

He crossed the steep cliff, moving in one direction.

Suddenly, Gu Shengyu looked in the direction of the Western Demon Cult, as if he had sensed it, but turned his gaze away in an instant.

There was a man in white clothes under his feet. This man was very good-looking. Those who have read the previous article must know who this good-looking man is.

Gu Shengyu drank wine, stepped on Gong Jiu, sat on the fine white tiger skin and half closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

As for Gong Jiu's muffled hum from time to time, he turned a blind eye to it.

Gong Jiu hoarsely said: "Don't torture me, give it to me quickly!"

Gu Shengyu sneered: "What right do you have to talk to me like that?"

Gong Jiu choked, and had no choice but to beg honestly: "But I'm very uncomfortable!"

Gu Shengyu said indifferently: "Bitterness first, sweetness later, the more you can bear it, the happier you will be in the future."

Gong Jiu was choked again.

Gu Shengyu snorted coldly, at most he combed his hair back, but even so, it was enough for Gong Jiu to recognize him.

Gong Jiu couldn't help but said: "Aren't you missing?"

Gu Shengyu said coldly, "Did I disappear to your house?"

Gong Jiu's eyes lit up, "If you are willing, I will definitely welcome you!"

Gu Shengyu suddenly stepped on him harder, pressed his whole face to the ground, and said coldly: "Since you know who I am, you should know even more. I don't like idiots."

Gu Shengyu stepped on the tall nose and hit the ground directly. Fortunately, there was a soft carpet on the ground, otherwise it might be disfigured.

Gong Jiu raised her head with lingering fear, her nose turned red, and said aggrievedly: "What else are you dissatisfied with?"

The basic necessities of life are super-class enjoyment. If you are not willing to change your clothes, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are living in heaven.

Even so, she was still irritable from time to time, so Gong Jiu was out of control.

He had never seen such a difficult person to serve.

Gu Shengyu smiled coldly when he heard the words, "It's no good for you to provoke me," the whip in his hand ran across his side waist, and the cold and dangerous touch alone made his waist go limp.

Paralyzed on the ground, Gong Jiu's eyes were red and watery, and his lips opened and closed slightly, as if he had entered a state for a moment.

Although Gu Shengyu didn't torment him much in the past few days, he suffered a lot mentally.Gong Jiu is at the point of explosion all the time now, but she lacks external stimulation and cannot arouse desire.

Once again being shot by sad eyes, Gu Shengyu said coldly: "Who told you to get the Immortal Seal that day?"

Hearing this, Gong Jiu straightened up, patted the dust that didn't exist on the clothes, and sat down opposite him.

Gong Jiu, who was blushing just now and looked very in need of love, immediately became ruthless.His eyes revealed a light that was more cunning than a fox, colder than a poisonous snake, and more ferocious than a jackal.

"You want to know about him?"

"I want to know which one of you has practiced the Immortal Sealing Technique."

Gu Shengyu supported his cheeks, and replied casually: "Shi Zhixuan is indeed a legend of an era, but he is not the most legendary one."

Gong Jiu frowned, such a good technique, the person who created such a good technique, is not the most legendary one in Gu Shengyu's mouth?

Gu Shengyu said calmly: "There are four great books, what skills can compare to them?"

Gong Jiu blurted out: "The Four Great Books!"

Gu Shengyu smiled.

"It seems that you also know."

"..."

Gong Jiu remembered the strange books he read in the little old man's study one time. They were Cihang Sword Code, Tianmo Policy, Longevity Art, War God's Illustrated Book, these four legendary immortal skills.

He always thought it was a legend!

Gu Shengyu seemed to know what he was thinking, and said lightly: "It's all true. The Sword Code is the treasure record of Cihang Jingzhai, and it has long been lost. The God of War catalog is guarded by strange beasts in the Temple of War God. It is not a person of great chance. No way, the formula of longevity is Shi Zhixuan's son-in-law, Xu Ziling's family heirloom."

"Wait, son-in-law Shi Zhixuan, isn't that...!" Gong Jiu was stunned.

Gu Shengyu said in a funny way what he was least willing to admit.

"That's right, it will be placed in the Shi Family Mansion together with the Immortal Seal."

Gong Jiu's mind turned sharply, and then that kind of picture flashed, and he said dumbly: "It's that painting!"

Gu Shengyu smiled.

"Yes."

Gong Jiu opened his mouth, regretting it never before.

Compared with the four great books, what is the imprint of immortality!

Not to mention that even if the formula of longevity is among the four great books, it is second only to the God of War's catalog of gods and demons.

It is said that this is the ultimate skill that Huangdi Shi Guangchengzi realized after entering the Temple of War God. It contains the mysteries of the universe and the universe, and it was written by a generation of saints.

If there is a chance to see it, it will definitely be the luck that is hard to find in this life!

But he was easily let go...

Gong Jiu's face was full of frustration, and the corners of Gu Shengyu's mouth twitched, not incomprehensible, but... "The formula of longevity is missing now."

"...What do you mean!" Gong Jiu's eyes widened. Didn't the Secret of Longevity fall into the hands of City Lord Baiyun?Oh, by the way, the Lord of Baiyun City died in a duel a few days ago, so the formula of longevity is not in Baiyun City?

Can't help looking at Gu Shengyu questioningly, Gong Jiu is also a well-informed influencer, why didn't he know about the changes that happened in Chang'an before.

Gu Shengyu said coldly: "The formula of longevity is not in Baiyun City. I came out to find the missing formula of longevity. If this kind of thing doesn't fall into the right hands, it will have to be destroyed so as not to cause a bloodbath."

Gong Jiu subconsciously looked into Gu Shengyu's eyes, does this person know what he is talking about?That is the longevity formula that many martial arts people can't dream of!Practice longevity!

When the eyes are in contact, the eyes are like ink into jade eyes, which is the ultimate of thick ink and light color, not only the transparency and coldness of jade, but also the softness and ruthlessness of ink.

He suddenly understood Gu Shengyu's meaning, and shouted in a tight voice: "You want to take the formula of longevity to be buried with Ye Gucheng!"

Gu Shengyu didn't care at all how rare the formula of longevity was, as if he was understating it every time he wanted to do something important.

"But return it to its original owner."

Gong Jiu opened and closed his lips repeatedly, trying to find words in his heart...but it was too difficult, Gu Shengyu's actions were too difficult to describe!

Twitching the corner of his mouth, he turned his head to change the topic with practical actions.

Gong Jiudao: "There are news about the three strange books, so what about the Heavenly Demon Policy? If I remember correctly, this is the treasure of the Demon Sect, with a total of twelve volumes."

Gu Shengyu threw out a word calmly, completely turning Gong Jiu into a mute.

"The Heavenly Demon Strategy is in my hands now."