Alienated Martial Arts.

Snowflakes fluttered and fell one after another.

The plain white paper umbrella rotated slowly, and together with the delicate figure under the umbrella, it seemed to be completely integrated into the wind and snow.

"How long has Senior Sister Sun been here?"

Wei Tao asked casually.

"Actually, it didn't take long."

She raised the paper umbrella little by little, revealing her covered face, "Just when Junior Brother Wei lifted the table, I just came to the small courtyard."

"Sun Daozi is standing still in the snow, but I haven't noticed it all the time. It's really rude."

Wei Tao stared at her beautiful face like a dream, and was inexplicably lost in thought for a moment.

He couldn't figure out what she should look like now.

In the most primitive memory, the severely injured woman encountered in the Cangmang Mountain Range.

In the depths of the sea of ​​flowers, a girl in white clothes sits on the altar.

It was the figure who suddenly broke the original memory after the turtle-snake cross broke the limit of [-] ranks.

Or is it a glimpse of her after knocking down her paper umbrella in Luoshui Manor, which Gui Shu imitated?
But at this moment, seeing the gentle and charming woman in front of him, like a bright moon, Wei Tao couldn't help but fell into confusion.

In his eyes, there seemed to be many of her.

Every she is her, but none of them is her.

It's a rather strange feeling.

It is even more strange and contradictory than not being able to remember her body shape and appearance in the past.

Wei Tao restrained his thoughts and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

"Senior Sister Sun didn't want me to see her, so even though there was only a wall separating me, I didn't realize it and didn't have any feelings.

Even if my senior sister let me see you standing in front of me, it still makes me feel like I'm in the fog, I don't know what year it is.

From this point of view, the senior sister's invisibility, non-touching and non-appearance, her level and depth, have reached the level that I must be amazed and admired. "

"I thought Junior Brother Wei would attack directly after we met, but such a peaceful conversation surprised me."

She just smiled faintly when she heard the words, "Moreover, Junior Brother Wei's compliment is even more unexpected, and it doesn't seem to fit the impression you have given me all the time."

"Back in the Cangmang Mountain Range, Senior Sister Sun teased me once.

Later in the Gui Family Manor, I punched you back, and everyone barely evened.

Later, Senior Sister Sun went to Qizhou Fucheng, played chess with the old man for two days, and gave him dozens of consecutive victories. I still want to thank you for this.

Therefore, it is meaningless to fight and kill after meeting. It is better to sit down and discuss and communicate, which is more in line with the artistic conception of heavy snow at this time. "

Wei Tao didn't continue this topic, but instead asked, "Since Sun Daozi has appeared here, the battle in Sleeping Dragon Town has come to an end?"

Sun Xiyue nodded, "The King of the Golden Tent escaped with a serious injury, and Emperor Wu followed him to the north. Perhaps in the near future, there will be changes in Beihuang Brahma."

Wei Tao asked again, "How is Daoist Qi?"

"The Daoist's condition is not very good, but he can still hold on."

Speaking of this, she sighed softly, "If he can pass this level, the old man will probably be able to move forward one step further.

If there is no past, when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom and everything recovers, it should be the day of the Taoist master's death. "

Wei Tao was silent, and Qi Taiquan's deadly figure appeared in front of his eyes.

Thinking of the meeting at the Xuanwu Dao Mountain Gate again, some complicated thoughts came to my mind.

After a few breaths, he restrained his thoughts, "How much does Senior Sister Sun know about the Nine Sacred Gates?"

"Before coming here, the Taoist master told me something, and just now I took a look at the situation of that Miss Mu, and roughly figured out what their route is."

Sun Xiyue smiled faintly, "No wonder the national teacher chased him for thousands of miles back then, and he wanted to kill the heirs of the Nine Sages. If they really ignored it and allowed them to develop unscrupulously, it would probably cause even greater chaos than the Qinglian Sect."

Listening to her narration, Wei Tao couldn't help frowning, "In this case, why didn't the imperial court kill them all, and even allowed the Nine Sacred Gates to establish sects?"

"Because the descendants of the Nine Sages died early in the battle with the National Teacher, most of the team they pulled up were devoted to the Taizu of the Great Zhou. It can be regarded as a relatively large mountain. They contributed a lot in the subsequent battle of the founding of the country and contributed a lot.

At that time, if they were all wiped out, the morale of the army would be disturbed, so they only punished a small number of the chief culprits, and did not implicate the others too much.

When the country was initially determined, there were not many members of the Jiushengmen who joined the Zhou army at the beginning, and the battles in the southern border and the northern wilderness broke out one after another, and major events followed one after another. trifle? "

Wei Tao nodded, "What is Sun Daozi going to do?"

"Nothing to do, since everyone is here, let's kill a few people."

She turned her head and glanced out, her tone was cold and flat, as if she was talking about the weather at this time.

"Alright, I want to take a look at Hong Shunyi first, I don't know if the old man is still alive."

Wei Tao followed her gaze, "As for the gentleman who hides and doesn't want to see anyone, let Daozi Yunhong discuss life with him first."

A small creak.

The carved wooden door of the banquet hall was pushed open.

Mu Yuan walked out slowly, and closed the door tightly with his hand back.

When he stepped into the hallway in front of the hall, the smile that was originally all over his face disappeared in an instant, and he became even a little sluggish.

The howling of the cold wind outside sounded like a ghost crying.

Sweeping ice crystals and snowflakes danced all over the sky, connecting black clouds and green mountains into one piece.

"Anode spirit realm, half-step dharma body, that's all."

Mu Yuan twitched the corner of his lips, as if he wanted to smile again, but he failed after all.

If you can't laugh, then don't laugh.

The next moment, there were two lines of bright red wet marks dripping from the corners of his eyes, dripping quietly along his cheeks.

pat!

Fine blood splashed on the ground of the corridor.

Soon it disappeared without a trace under the cover of the wind and snow.

Gudong!

The sound of swallowing saliva suddenly sounded.

Mu Yuan turned his head to look, and saw the throat of the young disciple who was serving beside him surged, as if he had seen incomparably delicious food.

The direct disciple stared at the falling drops of blood and tears, and even his eyes shone brightly with blood.

"The Holy Spirit enters the body, reversing the vitality."

He sighed faintly, "You only saw this little benefit, and your whole being was immersed in sympathy with the Holy Spirit, but you didn't think of a deeper level."

"That is, our practice must always be progressing, so as to meet the needs of the Holy Spirit after entering the body.

Otherwise, the more spirits of the Nine Saints in the body, the more miserable the end will be. "

The direct disciple slowly straightened his body, his tone was not as respectful as before, but a little suspicious and resisting.

"Teacher, why do disciples hear that as long as we continue to practice step by step, with the help of the Holy Spirit, we can directly point to the transformation of heaven and man, and become the master of the Nine Sacred Martial Arts.

Even continuing to move forward is not too difficult. In the end, the cathode will be born and the anode will be born, and the height of the anode master will be achieved.

Such a great event that is endlessly fascinating, and it can definitely meet the requirements of entering the country all the time, how could there be a miserable end? "

Mu Yuan was expressionless and calm, "So, you're all blaming me for suppressing the situation so hard that you didn't let the spirits of the Nine Saints enter your body for cultivation as soon as possible?"

"Students dare not speak ill of the teacher at will."

Even though the direct disciple said so, he still couldn't restrain his surging emotions, and even raised his voice a little bit involuntarily.

"However, since the master came to the mountain gate, the disciples sneered at the master from the beginning, then became skeptical later, and did not think that what he was walking was the real correct path until after an in-depth exchange with the master.

On the contrary, the teacher has been following the old ways, sticking to the old ways, trying to fight against the general trend with his own strength, until he was forced to accept the Holy Spirit into his body, and finally changed his mind, and everyone stood on the same front. "

"The disciple has always wondered why, with such a high level of strength, the master did not use strong means to force the teacher to submit at the beginning, but instead allowed the teacher to hesitate again and again, which almost ruined the great situation of the flourishing development of the sect. "

Mu Yuan said indifferently, "Because my surname is Mu, the blood passed down from my ancestors flows in my body, it's that simple.

So even my husband didn't dare to force me too much, and generally had to be cautious about my mood and wait for me to figure it out. "

After a pause, he continued, "So in your eyes, you have always thought that I was hindering your practice."

"Isn't it?"

The direct disciple took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily, "Not only the disciple, but even Miss Yun has never been allowed by the teacher to receive the Holy Spirit."

"You are my most valued disciple, but you have been poisoned too deeply like Xiaoyun, and you can't understand the old man's good intentions at all."

Mu Yuan looked up at the vast snow, "Since this is the case, I will let you experience the true usage of the Nine Saints Spirit."

Swish!
The figure flickered, without breath or sound.

The direct disciple stood still without warning.

He watched as Mu Yuan slowly raised his other arm, and then pointed it into a knife, piercing his shoulder well, sandalwood and so on.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt the influx of a large amount of Holy Spirit.

Unknowingly, when I look at the person who I hate in front of me, I can't help feeling extremely close to him.

As time went by, the direct disciples felt that their own strength had improved visible to the naked eye.

And the creatures are still pouring in, making him quickly change from agitated and smooth to unspeakable pain.

But this is not the end, but just the beginning.

The face of the direct disciple was distorted and his belly was bulging.

He even tore his clothes and was directly exposed to the storm of shouting.

The Holy Spirit is still pouring in.

His belly was also bulging more and more, as if endlessly, without end.

It ended up looking rather eerie, like a balloon blown to its limit.

Through the almost transparent thin layer of fleshy skin, one can even clearly see countless tiny insects gathering and surging inside, making light crackling noises from time to time, and bursting out disgusting slurry.

"vomit!"

The direct disciple glanced at it, and his complexion suddenly turned pale.

He really couldn't help but spit it out, a large ball of blood overflowed from his mouth, and after the breath of the whole person experienced a sharp rise, it declined rapidly and fell, and finally stabilized at a level that was no different.

"See, that's why I don't want you and Xiaoyun to accept the Holy Spirit."

Mu Yuan silently stared at the disciple who was no longer in shape, "You are still young and have more possibilities. You shouldn't be bound like this, but the result makes me feel a little chilled."

"Brother, the one surnamed Hong has completely fallen, and now he just needs to wait quietly for a while, and he can become the successor of the Nine Sages."

Quietly, Mu He came up to him, and together they stared at his personal disciple who was lying on his back on the icy snow.

After silently observing for a moment, Mu He showed a disdainful expression, "Brother used to protect him so much, thinking that he had such a good talent, but now he realizes that it is nothing more than that."

"It's okay to be less capable. What I'm afraid of is that I can't see the situation clearly, I can't recognize the position, I made the wrong choice, but I think everything is right."

Mu Yuan sighed and flicked his fingers lightly.

There was a sudden snap.

The belly of the direct disciple burst open.

The scarlet color covered the ground in front of the porch.

At this moment, Mu Yuan took a deep breath, sucking all the gray air into his body.

After finishing all this, he slowly turned around and looked into the banquet hall, his eyes fell on Hong Shunyu who was sitting still with his eyes closed.

"It's a pity that Mr. Hong is a great master who entered the law half-body, and his level of strength is much higher than mine, otherwise we can try to take him down directly.

Then use a secret method to connect me with him seamlessly, and inject him with the spirit of the nine saints raised in my body, so that the pain I am suffering now can be greatly relieved. "

"Brother, don't worry, since the emperor has already left, the master also said that he would..."

Mu He half-spoken, but suddenly fell silent.

One step ahead of him, Mu Yuan had already turned his head, looking towards a certain place covered by the wind and snow.

"This feeling, could it be that another martial arts master has come to Lingyun Gang?"

Mu Yuan frowned slightly, but smiled again after a while.

This time, he succeeded.

Although the smile on the corner of his lips looked abnormally stiff, it looked like he was crying, but after all, it was a little more lively and lively than the previous dark and gloomy one.

"Emperor Wu's main target is Beihuang Brahma, as long as we don't jump too high, we shouldn't be in his eyes.

As for the other master warriors who came to the Nine Sacred Mountains, as long as they are not big figures who have really stepped into the realm of law, they can only join my command and become the new successors of the Nine Sacred Mountains. "

Mu He asked, "Brother, what are you going to do, if there are really other grandmasters attacking, it will be a great opportunity for us to expand our influence and improve our strength.

It's a pity that Mr. has been in Lingyungang all the time. If he is the seedling he likes, we may have to give up. "

Mu Yuan closed his eyes, "Mr. is here, so I naturally listen to Mr. Wu, but since Emperor Wu has already gone north, I am afraid that Mr. has to hurry up to complete the last step of the plan, and we will have more time and more freedom to move around. "

"Senior Sister Sun is right. Even if they are both descendants of the Nine Saints and bear the will of the Nine Holy Spirits, they are not monolithic, but have different thoughts."

Suddenly, a gentle and calm man's voice sounded, and it turned out to be from the banquet hall.

The next moment, the quiet and indifferent female voice said, "Even if it is a single person, there will be different thoughts at different times. Let alone a group of people with their own ghosts.

So it's normal for them to have undercurrents of disagreement, and it's more worthy of vigilance if they don't have any disagreements. "

Wei Tao nodded, and while observing Hong Shunyi who seemed to be asleep, he continued, "Just now I had a conversation with Senior Sister Sun, and carefully compared the situation of the two sect masters, it reminded me of a somewhat ancient and distant organization."

"What organization?"

"The spirit of the Nine Saints, the successor of the Nine Saints, gives people the feeling that they are constantly going offline and pulling people's heads.

And judging by their behavior style, if they disagree with each other, they will start plotting, and they should follow the more violent northern route. "

"So, what is the route of the Southern School?"

"The southern faction mainly uses a deceptive word, the so-called honey and belly sword, that's all."

The two chatted casually, walked out of the banquet hall slowly, and only then did they set their eyes on the two masters of the Nine Saints Gate.

Mu Yuan's body was tense, nailed there motionless.

Although the wind and snow are blowing and the sky is dark, it is definitely in the afternoon, not after nightfall.

So, he is in broad daylight?
That young man in red was Hong Shunyi's disciple, that's right.

However, there was nothing around him, nothing.

Even the Spirit of the Nine Saints did not respond.

So, who is this person talking to?

What made Mu Yuan even more puzzled was, if there was really no one else, what about the woman's voice that just came out of the banquet hall?
A few steps away, Mu He finally couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, and suddenly shot violently.

In an instant, he crossed a distance of several feet, and landed with a punch to the head.

In front of the banquet hall, the gray fog rose instantly, and ghosts cried and wolves howled, covering most of the corridor.

"This is the voice of the Nine Saints, and it has the effect of disturbing people's minds and spirits."

"However, compared to the erosion of Brahma's spiritual will and thoughts just experienced, this little disturbance is like a breeze blowing on the face, so don't worry about it."

"There is also the gray mist gushing from its body, which is actually an aggregate of countless tiny insects.

The so-called voices of the nine sages are the chirps made by these insects together. "

Wei Tao neither made a move nor dodged.

He just quietly watched Mu He rush forward, and then watched the other party turn around without warning, and fled to the distance like lightning, standing motionless by the door from beginning to end.

There was a slight click.

Mu Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, watching his younger brother's head disappear without warning, leaving only a headless corpse running forward crazily, even jumping high and crossing the stone wall, quickly disappearing into the boundless wind. deep snow.

The whole process is completed in the blink of an eye.

He didn't even see who made the shot.

It was also impossible to find out where Mu He's head went.

It's all like a dream.

No, even the dreams are not so weird and difficult to understand.

At this moment, Mu Yuan lowered his head subconsciously, unable to restrain Ji Lingling from shivering.

Mu He's head was at his feet.

A pair of round eyes opened, just meeting his overlooking gaze.

"Does Junior Brother Wei need to stay alive?"

Immediately afterwards, a cold female voice sounded quietly, echoing in Mu Yuan's ears.

However, he still couldn't find out where the speaker was hiding.

"No, I'm not interested in them."

Wei Tao did not hesitate, and answered concisely.

As soon as these words came out, Mu Yuan suddenly felt great terror welling up in his heart.

Even though he is a master of martial arts with a sympathetic relationship between heaven and man, even with the body protection of the nine holy spirits, it can't provide him with any sense of security at all.

It's like falling into the ice sea without clothes, it's cold from the inside out, from head to toe.

Click!

Another crisp sound.

Passed directly from his body.

Mu Yuan bowed his head with difficulty, and saw a big hole in his chest, and the heart inside had disappeared.

What disappeared with him was his spirit, which seemed to flow out from this big hole.

Wei Tao carefully observed the standing corpse, "He is dead, but he is not dead, and his body still maintains a considerable degree of activity."

Sun Xiyue said, "It is these insects that are almost invisible to the eyes that keep the corpse alive."

Wei Tao fell into deep thought, and said slowly, "I suddenly have some doubts, whether it is the descendants of the Nine Saints who are cultivating these worms, or should it be the other way around, these worms use them as shelters, raise them, use them, and drive them away. them."

"No matter who takes advantage of whom and sends them all to hell, the problem will no longer exist."

Sun Xiyue spoke slowly, her figure gradually became thinner, and she walked forward slowly.

Wei Tao followed behind a few steps away.

The two of them hadn't walked out of the small courtyard where the banquet living room was, when suddenly a thunder came from far away from Shigang.

A four-color lotus platform rose slowly, and there was a phantom of a turtle and a snake on it, forcing a large swath of wind and snow away.

Immediately afterwards, the gray mist surged surging, covering everything in it.

The Nine Sacred Gates became dead silent at this moment.

Wei Tao kept silent at this moment.

Sun Xiyue was no longer around.

There was only a stretch of gray mist, occupying all sight.

There is a looming path under the feet, and I don't know where to go forward.

"Even my perception has been disturbed. It's beyond my expectation to be able to do this."

Wei Tao was silent for a moment, then walked forward along this path.

The whole environment is very quiet.

There was no whistling wind or rustling snow.

Even his own breathing and footsteps were gone.

And the farther forward, the hazy gray mist became thicker and thicker, and then it became more substantial, as if it had entered layers of veil.

There are no gaps, no dead ends, just like countless pairs of small hands caressing his body.

This feeling is very strange, and the benefits to the body are quite obvious, and it even makes Wei Tao linger a little bit. If there are no other changes, walking like this for a few days and nights will also be enjoyable.

However, changes always come quietly inadvertently.

I don't know where to start, the fog gradually dissipates, and the surrounding environment seems to be a little different.

In the endless gray, add a touch of other colors.

Wei Tao stopped at this moment and looked up at a stone house that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The stone house is square, only two meters long and wide, and only a few feet high, like a closed coffin.

On closer inspection, it seems to be a sarcophagus.

Wei Tao squinted his eyes, and a faint light flashed in the depths of his eyes, sensing the hidden power aura swimming, as if the sarcophagus and the mist merged into one, winding and flowing, endlessly.

Suddenly there was a light click.

An arm that looked like dead wood pushed the stone cover away.

A stiff and twisted old figure sat up.

In an instant, all the gray mist converged and submerged into the person's body.

It also made Wei Tao startled, with a regretful expression on his face.

These gray mist are actually made up of those tiny insects, which have been pouring into his body just now, and then they are absorbed by the blood network acupoints at the ninth stage of breaking limit 110, turning them into nutrients to nourish the body.

Even Xuanwu Zhenyi, who was empty and dead, showed a trace of vitality.

As a result, they all retreated suddenly now, which made him a little bit reluctant.

The figure slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fell on Wei Tao, and he was also briefly stupefied.

"Cathode yang is born, and the body of horizontal training is such a young master of positive horizontal training."

After a while, the skinny old man spoke in surprise, his voice was hoarse and dry, and it sounded like a knife cut, "It seems that the Nine Saints later did a good job, not only really awakened us, but also attracted a talented warrior like you to the old man. before."

"Are you also the descendant of the Nine Saints?"

Wei Tao showed a gentle smile, "The shepherd brought me here, and he agreed to let me accept the spirit of the Nine Saints into my body, so this old gentleman, when can we really start?"

"The head shepherd..."

The skinny old man was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and said, "Old Mu, the ones in charge of the Nine Sacred Gates should be your descendants."

Click!

As the old man's voice fell, a gap suddenly opened on the ground not far away.

Another sarcophagus emerges from it.

"Since the surname is Mu, it should be, I don't know too well."

The second sarcophagus was opened, and a stiff and distorted figure also sat up, "Ling Quan, for this little friend's request to accept the Holy Spirit, is it you or me?"

Hearing the name Ling Quan, Wei Tao couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, and when he looked at the two old men, he became more scrutinized.

In the conversation with Sun Xiyue just now, he also had a general understanding of the ins and outs of the establishment of the Nine Sacred Gates.

During the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Great Zhou Dynasty, several surviving descendants of the Nine Sages took the lead and selected children from their families to establish the Nine Sages Gate at Lingyungang on the southern border of Qizhou.

At that time, the old guys still had a lot of influence, so the opening of the Nine Sacred Gates was given a green light all the way. No matter whether it was in the court or in the local area, no one raised any objections, and even gave them a lot of convenience.

And one of them, after retiring from the army, worked as an idler in the patrol department, his name was Ling Quan.

So, the two old guys in front of me have lived from before the founding of the Great Zhou until now?

"You have a descendant to be the head of the sect, so let me come."

The skinny old man named Ling Quan slowly raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and pointed his palm at Wei Tao.

The next moment, his body that resembled several corpses suddenly erupted with a majestic aura.

Facing the oppressive momentum that was stronger than the waves, Wei Tao still stood there without moving, his brows were slightly frowned, and he was still thinking, "Could it be that the two seniors have lived from before the founding of this dynasty to the present?"

Ling Quan sighed, "Young man, do you know how many years has it been since Da Zhou established the country?"

Wei Tao roughly calculated, "This dynasty has been established for nearly four Jiazi years."

"Four Jiazi..."

Ling Quan repeated in a low voice, his voice suddenly full of surprise, "You are talking about four Jiazi, nearly 240 years!?"

"That's right, doesn't the old man know how to count? Of course four Jiazi are 240 years."

"No, it shouldn't be like this."

Ling Quan and the old man surnamed Mu looked at each other, "We were supposed to be awakened a hundred years ago, how could it be delayed for a hundred years?"

"No wonder the old man feels that the vitality in his body has dissipated. Even with the protection of the nine holy spirits, it has reached a point where it is difficult to maintain and is about to collapse. This is the reason!"

Wei Tao's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "100 years ago, you really had the possibility of waking up, but you were killed by a person who was about to wake up the poor bastard, so you missed the best time."

"Looking at it from this point of view, it really is the old saying that one mistake will cause eternal hatred, and then look back on a hundred years of life."

Speaking of this, his tone suddenly turned cold, "I have been waiting for such a long time, but you have been dawdling here, preventing me from accepting the spirit of the Nine Saints. It seems that you think you have lived too long and want to To meet death as soon as possible."