Become the Lord God from adversity

Chapter 60 Non-External Intermission Distress: When the Wind Blows

A moment later, on the lonely peak where Luanjia was parked, two tall figures, one black and one white, approached at high speed, followed by the handsome young man.

Feiying Youquan and Feiying Youquan gently lowered Dongfang Dingli to the ground. At this time, Dongfang Dingli looked extremely miserable, but his eyes were extremely bright.

"I've seized the opportunity to perfect the boundless madness!" Seemingly not affected by the serious injury on his body at all, Dongfang Dingli's tone was quite excited.

At this time, sitting in the Luanjia, the luxurious and domineering Lord Deng said softly: "Third brother, why use such an extreme method to seek a breakthrough? If I let go of my energy sense, you will die here today. "

Dongfang Dingli laughed loudly: "The shortcomings of Kuangzhao Wuji have existed for too long. I saw the dawn of Dao Wuji today, how can I hold it back?"

"Thank you very much, second brother and fifth brother." Afterwards, Dongfang Dingli thanked him.

The handsome son-in-law holding the orchid is also Dongfang Dingli's fifth sworn brother Lanyi Zhangmao Jun. At this time, he gently walked up: "The actions of the third brother today have made us have an enmity with Fengdao in the world."

"Although Dao Wuji is strong, but judging from what he has shown today, it should be difficult for me to join forces with my second brother. Since we have formed an enemy today, why not just eradicate it directly?" Lan Yi Zhang Maojun looked a little puzzled.

Deng Jiuwu, who was in the Luanjia, stroked his long beard lightly, and said lightly: "Fifth brother, your cultivation level is not enough, and you can't understand some things."

"Dao Wuji is not someone to be easily provoked. He has some reservations about fighting against the third younger brother today. Even here, I can smell the dangerous aura. What's more, today is sealing the sword in the world, and it is the other party's. home field."

"If we fight for a long time, we will suffer a great loss." Deng Jiuwu stroked his long beard and said peacefully.

Lan Yizhang Miaojun was horrified. He couldn't help but look at the third brother Dongfang Dingli: "What! Dao Wuji fought against the third brother. How can he defeat the third brother like this despite his reservation?!"

Even Dongfang Dingli was shocked. During the fight with Dao Wuji, he was completely suppressed, but now he was told that Dao Wuji still held back?

The full strength of that sword Wuji...

For a moment, Dongfang Dingli's expression turned ugly.

Without any hesitation, Deng Jiuwu nodded directly: "Although I can't be sure what he's hiding, the feeling of danger will never be faked."

"If we fight alone, I'm afraid I'm not his opponent. If we fight head-on without reservation, perhaps, only the eldest brother can be sure to deal with him."

Dongfang Dingli and Lan Yi Zhang Maojun have no doubts about the words of the second brother Deng Jiuwu. The second brother's foundation is deeper than theirs, and his spiritual sense is more acute. Since he said so, it can't be for no reason.

"Then why is he hiding his strength? If he is really so tyrannical, I'm afraid that the third brother will lose even faster today!" Lan Yi Zhang Maojun couldn't help asking.

Speaking of this, Deng Jiuwu sneered: "It is said that Dao Wuji, the chairman of the world's swordsmanship, is an upright and aboveboard hero. From today's perspective, he is also a scheming person. Who knows what this person is planning?"

"This kind of person, I have to be careful in the future."

After hearing this news, Dongfang Dingli no longer smiled at this moment, even though Kuizhao Wujian was about to be perfected, with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Deng Jiuwu glanced at him, and then said to Zhang Yongjun: "Okay, take the third brother for treatment. His injury is not serious."

A moment later, Feiying Youquan and the others carried Deng Jiuwu's Luanjia away, while Lord Lanyi Zhangmao took Dongfang Dingli to heal his wounds.

On the lonely peak, there is no one else.

……

The sword is sealed in the world, inside a mourning hall.

The coffin had already been erected. At this time, everyone in the mourning hall was mournful, especially Meng Ruyan and Jun Mansui.

There was no body in the coffin, only some clothes were placed.

After the riots in the east that day, Dao Wuji asked the location of the day from Mingzhan, and later sent people to search nearby, but did not find the body, only a trace of burning flames.

In this regard, Dao Wuji didn't take any chances, he only thought that Wuxin had no bones left, and he turned the world to seal the sword, and wanted to set up a tomb.

At this time, Jun Mansui's eyes were red, and her beautiful face was pear-blossomed with rain. Looking at the spiritual position, her mournful expression was even more three-pointed.

The same is true for Meng Ruyan at this time. Although she is focused on power and wealth, her mother-child relationship with Dao Wuxin is not adulterated at all.

Now that I hear such bad news, I am heartbroken and unacceptable.

Famous Zhan and Dao Wuwo, as well as the senior officials of Tianxia Fengdao, are all listed here, but no one has spoken.

Dao Wuji was beside him, feeling the heavy atmosphere in the mourning hall, and sighed.

At this moment, a thin figure with blue clothes and blue hair, with a single knife on his waist, came arrogantly and stepped into the mourning hall: "I heard that my useless third brother died, and there is no bone left?"

Dao Wuwo raised his head, looked at the person who came, and said in a stunned tone, "Big...Brother!"

Dao Wuji had an ugly expression on his face: "Nizi!"

This is especially true for Meng Ruyan.

Although Dao Wuxin's titular elder brother Dao Wuxing suddenly appeared, he didn't disturb the situation much.

After the funeral was over, everyone in the world sealed off the knife, and successfully erected a tomb for the dead 'Dao Wuxin'.

The knife left invisible again and stepped into the Northern Territory.

……

In a secret hall, Meng Ruyan's face was as cold as ice, her cold and murderous aura was undisguised.

Several black-clothed dead soldiers half-kneeled on the ground, waiting for their master's instructions.

"Go, find Dongfang Dingli and those who shot that day, and bring their heads to me. I will use their blood to sacrifice my son!"

The dead men in black agreed one after another, and then left.

After the dead soldier in black left, Meng Ruyan's expression was still fluctuating, as if she was making a difficult decision.

"Although these dead men are loyal, their abilities are limited. I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to do anything to the Eastern Power." Meng Ruyan paced back and forth in the secret hall, but she frowned and thought.

After a long time, a soft sigh sounded: "Do you really want to tell him?"

Meng Ruyan still hesitated between expressions.

His complexion fluctuated, sometimes hesitating, sometimes hating, all kinds of emotions kept flashing.

After all, she still made up her mind and gritted her teeth, but hatred still prevailed.

"Forget it, Wuxin, mother is going to find him right now. Don't worry. No matter what, my mother will definitely not let the person who hurt you continue to live freely in this world!" Gritting her teeth, Meng Ruyan said to herself.

Not long after, under Shenwu Peak, a luxurious carriage left quietly.

……

In a dark, nameless hall, Dao Wuji leaned on the throne.

At this time, his temperament was completely different from usual.

On weekdays, Dao Wuji has a heroic temperament and full of majesty. He is a full-fledged image of a righteous hero.

However, at this time, his face was gloomy, and his heroic spirit was no longer there, replaced by the feeling of a hero in the darkness.

A moment later, a figure emerged from the darkness.

The person who came was dressed in red, with a pure red mask on his face. Coupled with the dark environment, it was creepy to watch.

"Moon Punisher, you are here." Dao Wuji said slowly, his voice low.

"Master, why did you summon me here?" Moon Slayer asked straight to the point.

Dao Wuji's eyes flashed: "Go and find out the whereabouts of Dongfang Dingli and the gold and silver Deng Jiuwu."

Moon Punisher was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Master, do you really want to avenge Dao Wuxin?!"

Dao Wuji didn't speak, and the atmosphere on the scene was even more dignified.

"I understand." Moon Punisher didn't care if he didn't get an answer, and nodded.

"Do you want me to inform Dugu Canjian and the others?" Afterwards, Moon Punisher suddenly asked.

Dao Wuji shook his head: "No need, you can find out the whereabouts and tell me. I will handle this matter myself, and don't let them interfere."

"Yes." Moon Punisher bowed and slowly retreated into the darkness.

There was only one person left in the dark hall again.

Dao Wuji opened his eyes, looking at the deep darkness, no one knew what he was thinking.

……

a few days later.

Nanfeng Bujing and Butterfly Lord were walking side by side in a town.

"Huh, I'm tired from walking, I want to rest for a while." Suddenly, it was Mr. Butterfly who said.

Then, he went to a restaurant by the side of the road on his own, and found a good place to sit down.

"Little Er, have a drink."

"Okay!" shouted, and the shop waiter quickly responded enthusiastically.

Looking at Mr. Butterfly, who was striding like flying, and his aura never weakened in the slightest, Nan Feng Bujing twitched his face, and all of a sudden, he closed his five fingers together and clenched into fists, with an ugly look on his face.

What are you tired of?When you are blind?

Along the way, this guy was trying his best to be lazy and complained that the treatment on this trip was not good enough. There was no big carriage, no accompanying chef, and no good wine.

Nan Feng Bu Jing really wanted to know who caused this butterfly to get used to it?
Or, this butterfly is narrow-minded, taking revenge for the previous conflict.

Looking at Mr. Butterfly with a lazy face, Nanfeng Bujing really regrets asking this Qiandie for help.

But, who else could he look for besides this butterfly?
I have been obsessed with girls for so many years, and my social interaction is basically zero. Now I am dealing with Kaixuan Hou, and I don't know where to find help if I want to find help.

The only known candidate is this Qiandie.

Thinking of this, and thinking about the stone statue of Xiang Ling in Liuchu Piaokuo, Nan Feng Bujing's fist was slowly loosened.

Pulling a face, slowly walked into the restaurant and sat down.

The food and wine were still on the table, and Mr. Butterfly looked relaxed and happy when he went out to play, and he took a look at the bitter and bitter Nan Feng Bujing.

He took the wine glass, filled a glass of water and wine for him, and said with a smile: "Why are you so sullen, anyway, the Marquis of Triumph is there, what are you in a hurry for?"

"You've been there once before. If he wanted to leave, he would have already left. You can't catch up no matter what. If he doesn't leave, it's okay to go slowly."

Nan Feng Bujing took the wine glass, snorted, but did not speak.

I don't want to beep beep with this lazy butterfly.

Mr. Butterfly didn't take it seriously, humming a little song and drinking a little wine, never thinking that this is the process of a mission, enjoying the leisure time.

As far as he is willing to help Nanfeng not to compete, it is already in the face of this person who is crazy but still loyal.

For Nanfeng Bujing's feelings, Mr. Butterfly, who has not met Gongsunyue, can't empathize with him, so he does it naturally.

Enjoying the delicious food and wine, many people from the surrounding rivers and lakes talked about it.

A drinker was talking to the friends around him: "Have you heard? Recently, Wuxin, the third young master of the world's sealed swordsman, died at the hands of the legend of the Northern Territory, Dongfang Dingli."

"Ah! No wonder so many disciples of the World Feng Dao have entered the Northern Territory recently. It turns out that this is the case." Another drinker suddenly realized.

"Dao Wuxin..." Mr. Butterfly suddenly looked at Nan Feng Bujing.

Dao Wuxin, isn't it Yue Zhou's other name...

"What are you going to do?" Mr. Butterfly glanced at Nan Feng Bujing.

Nanfeng Bujing did not hesitate: "I owe him three shots. Nanfeng Bujing has no habit of reneging on debts. If he dies, then we will avenge him."

Mr. Butterfly laughed: "Exactly, that kid still owes me 100 million taels."

Mr. Butterfly has ignored that it is a war bet.

"If Dongfang Dingli can't pay me the 100 million taels, then Mr. Butterfly will use his head to pay the debt!" At the end, Mr. Butterfly showed his murderous intent.

……

A luxurious carriage was parked outside a remote mountain road.

Meng Ruyan got off the car slowly, dismissed her followers, and took a look at the mountain road that went deep into the clouds.

Step up and cross the stone monument on the side of the road.

There are four characters written on the stele: Nantian Qiyue.

Here: Nantian Qiyue.

Landlord: 300 years ago in the sword world legend Kyushu Yijianzhi, Dao Wuxin's biological father.

……

A famous scenic spot in the misery, with ancient photos of the mountains.

Today, a figure stepped out from here, wearing a flowing black feather cloak, wearing an elegant long knife around his waist, the scabbard is decorated with black feathers, embellished with pearls and jade, with a gentle and elegant temperament, he is indeed a noble young man.

At the same time, the voice sounded:
"Peng Tuan is [-], and his waist is ten thousand. Yangzhou cranes are used to riding on their backs."

"It's a matter of time, the scenery is stagnant, the hero is not rich in gold, and there is a world of love."

"White is also an eye. Qing is also an eye."

Mr. Pianpian, step out of the resort.

Today, the Heavenly Sword is smiling and the sword is blunt, and it re-enters the world.

As a friend, seek revenge.

　Thanks to the two children's shoes [Benza°, Lemon and Watermelon] for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)