Wanjie praise group

Chapter 185
Xu Ming left quietly, naturally he didn't say anything about what happened last night.

In that unremarkable ruined temple at the moment, only Yan Jiuyi was still standing there dumbfounded.

The four terrifying corpses in front of him were completely ignored by him.

Just after Xu Ming left, Yan Jiu's tense mind slowly relaxed.

The white sweat on his back had already soaked his clothes, Yan Jiu, who was used to seeing life and death, was shocked by Xu Ming's saber technique in an instant.

Although he didn't experience it personally, Yan Jiu was startled by everything contained in the flashing knife shadow.

They faced the dead men in the north and tempered their proud killing momentum in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, but they seemed vulnerable in front of Xu Ming.

Back then, he had boasted in front of the old man of the Lu family that he was confident that he would be the leader in everyone's eyes who walked out of the Zhaixing Building three years ago.

But now he has just discovered that his little means are nothing more than sitting in a well and watching the sky.

But Yan Jiu didn't hide the fact that he failed to stop him, and the old man of the Lu family who heard about such trivial matters did not show any emotion.

But his heart had already become so heavy that Yan Jiu couldn't even resist a monk in the alchemy realm.

Don't think about the terrible power behind it, the worst plan is that it comes from the Cultivation Alliance.

However, there are various indications that this person seems to be deliberately concealing his identity, which is not in line with the arrogant style of the Cultivation Alliance.

After all, you are the most powerful force in the Ten Thousand Realms and Kyushu, so if you act cautiously everywhere, you will be inferior.

"Then who is this person?"

The old man of the Lu family couldn't figure it out for a while, that among the leaders in the alchemy realm that emerged in the past three years, there was such a sophisticated person.

It's just that with his cautious eyes, seeing Lu Xinghe sitting cross-legged in a large bronze tripod in front of him, the old man's face with a smile that is rarely seen evoked a strange arc.

Taking off his shirt at this moment, Lu Xinghe, who was sitting cross-legged inside a large bronze cauldron, closed his eyes tightly.

Inside the cauldron is filled with liquid medicine made from countless precious pills, and the acupoints from the upper body to the top of the head are filled with long silver needles.

The most eye-catching and frightening thing is the three terrifying silver needles about the length of a palm stuck in the celestial spirit cover. At this time, Lu Xinghe closed his eyes tightly, and at the same time as the old man urged the liquid medicine in the cauldron, a subtle expression appeared on his face. The change.

It's just that the purity of his aura is undergoing fundamental changes, and those originally extremely strong medicinal liquids have also begun to become transparent.

"Right now, this is the only way left. Although pushing Xinghe's cultivation to the alchemy state in a short period of time is somewhat counterproductive."

"But for the future of the Lu family, we can only take a gamble."

The old man of the Lu family said to himself with a sullen expression.

As long as Lu Xinghe successfully takes over the Zhou family, then the immortal family formation that he has coveted for many years will be at his fingertips.

The Lu family also has the most fundamental confidence and protection in Beilinzhou, so everything they have paid now is worthwhile.

"For the time being, all of you will withdraw for me, sneak into Fuhai City quietly, and don't do anything without my order."

The black shadow kneeling in front of the old man of the Lu family bowed and said yes, then quietly disappeared.

Enough people have been killed in the past two days. The mysterious man didn't kill Yan Jiu with a single knife.

If I continue to work blindly without knowing good and bad, I am afraid that the effect will be minimal.

Having been the head of the Lu family for many years, this city finally has some.

It's just that the mysterious person is a hidden danger after all, all he can do right now is to let Lu Xinghe step into the alchemy realm and complete it first.

Because of his special status, there are naturally countless pairs of eyes staring at him in this sea-covering city, so the dirty work of interception and killing can only be handed over to the Beilin dead soldiers who were raised by him.

At this time, Xu Ming, who was remembered by the old man of the Lu family, had already changed into a different outfit and quietly walked into Fuhai City.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Xu Ming made a disguise.

But that face didn't change much, because three years was enough to make many people forget what the monk who was famous in Black Domain City looked like.

Moreover, after three years of word-of-mouth fermentation, Xu Ming's appearance has long been rumored to be miraculous.

What's more, he said that he has the image of an emperor, and such nonsense is the reason why Xu Ming can feel so at ease as the lead actor.

Xu Ming, who was wearing a coarse linen jacket with a simple hatchet around his waist, looked like a farmer who had just returned from cutting firewood on the mountain.

The large bundle of dry firewood behind him added a bit of realism to his image. Xu Ming, who could hide his cultivation right now, quietly observed everything in Fuhai City.

For others, although it has only been three years, it has actually been 30 years for Xu Ming.

A feeling of being a frequent guest in the autumn of thousands of miles hits my heart, and the Fuhai City at this moment is more prosperous and noisier than what he saw before.

It seems that in the past three years since he disappeared, those members of the Cultivation Alliance didn't bother to find Fuhai City because of him.

These people who suddenly appeared in the city came for Zhou Xiaodie's martial arts contest to recruit relatives.

Among them are not only the practitioners who are eager to try, but also some good people who have nothing to do all day long.

Xu Ming walked slowly on the bustling street with a large bundle of firewood on his back. He seemed to be deliberately avoiding the crowd, but in fact he observed everything around him with the divine consciousness from his glazed pagoda-shaped sea of ​​consciousness.

When he was cultivating with the farmer, he discovered that his special spiritual consciousness could make a top master like Baidi unaware.

Although Baidi was a little surprised by this, he couldn't find out the reason, and could only attribute all this to the remnant soul of the immortal emperor.

Although Xu Ming's spiritual sense is a little special, it can't penetrate everything in other people's bodies like ordinary spiritual sense.

According to Xu Ming's words, his consciousness is just a useful radar.

It's just that he doesn't know that such a special spiritual consciousness is the dream of many people.

Xu Ming found a secluded alley and walked in, putting the bundle of firewood behind him beside him.

A pair of bright eyes swept over the passing crowd vaguely, and he subconsciously took out the badly worn copycat phone from his pocket.

Xu Ming, who was worried about forgetting to bring his power bank, found out that his counterfeit phone did not need to be charged when he came to Wanjie Kyushu.

Not only that, but even the battery reminder displayed in the upper right corner disappeared.

After unlocking the lock screen, the phone desktop is still full of chaos.

The icon of the like group on Ten Thousand Realms is really eye-catching, but what makes Xu Ming a little strange is that he has spent 30 years in the formation formed by Baidi.

The phone has never rang, and even the familiar and unfamiliar electronic sounds in my mind seem to have disappeared.

However, while Xu Ming was checking his phone, a thin figure approached him step by step.

(End of this chapter)