I opened a martial arts gym in Journey to the West, and deduced the Immortal Sutra at the beginning

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In the same way, if Xuan Chen abandoned his son to protect the handsome man, then he also has a lot of ways to make the seven disciples tortured into tricks.

But Xuan Chen agreed to try the case, but refused to let him leave. Zhu Yueming was a little caught off guard by this operation.

And Xuan Chen's last half of threats made Zhu Yueming's scalp numb and his hands and feet cold.

But after carefully recalling his own hands and feet, Zhu Yueming could only grit his teeth and bite the bullet.

"Since that's the case, then Zhu can only make a fool of himself."

"As long as these corpses are found to be dead and fought, then they can be convicted. Does the museum owner admit this?"

Xuan Chen nodded, "Of course I admit it. But I have to make a point first."

"The seven of my disciples are still in the physical training stage, and their innate qi has not yet been cultivated. Therefore, the golden thread in the brain of the corpse must not be able to penetrate. You have to admit this, Mr. Zhu Xing, right?"

puff!

Zhu Yueming's fat face instantly became bloodless.

The golden thread that penetrated the brain of the corpse was his hands and feet.

The golden thread, as thin as a cow's hair, penetrates the human ear with innate qi, and after entering the brain, the innate qi dissipates, and the golden thread immediately curls up.

In this way, people must die.

And because the gold thread is as thin as a cow's hair, it is difficult to find it even if you open your mind.

Zhu Yueming is relying on this trick, intending to take the seven disciples by force.

But before the autopsy started, it was pointed out by Xuan Chen.

How is this still playing?

Chapter 52

The bamboo in Zhu Yueming's chest, who had always been confident about everything, was broken.

As a master of hidden weapons and poison.

He has a hundred ways to kill people without anyone noticing.

As a criminal chief with six doors.

He has a thousand methods of torture.

He has dissected countless corpses, studied the structure of the human body thoroughly, and knows how to kill people without knowing it.

But his self-confidence is a joke in front of Xuan Chen.

Playing tricks in front of the Martial Dao Taiyi Golden Immortal?

Zhu Yueming picked the wrong opponent from the beginning.

In fact, even if Xuan Chen doesn't do anything, the four of Dugu Qiubai can still see the clues.

At the Martial Dao Golden Core Realm, you can already observe the subtleties.

Not to mention cow hair and gold thread, even if it is ten times thinner, it can be found anywhere in the corpse.

Xuan Chen looked at Zhu Yueming coldly, "What? Didn't Mr. Zhu Xing check the corpse?"

"These corpses were all caused by the bull hair and gold thread controlled by innate zhenqi, which was injected into the brain. Isn't Zhu Xing looking for evidence? It's in the brain of the corpse."

Zhu Yueming's cold sweat had already started to grow on his face.

Xuan Chen sneered, "It seems that Mr. Zhu Xing is ready to die. Then I will not be polite."

The voice fell...

The entire mountain path was enveloped by an extremely powerful aura.

A giant hand supporting the sky suddenly appeared.

Vague, not true.

But it actually appeared in everyone's sight.

Lingbao Tianzun, who had no interest in mortal grievances at all, opened his eyes instantly and came to the gate of the martial arts hall.

He stared straight at Xuan Chen, his face full of shock.

The power of heaven?

How could he borrow the power of heaven?

Borrowing the power of heaven is something only a saint can do.

Even a Hunyuan sage like Master Tongtian can borrow the power of heaven only when he is at the critical moment of life and death.

Only Daozu Hongjun can borrow it at will.

Lingbao Tianzun stared at Xuan Chen, and his divine sense swept over the dark giant hand that supported the sky.

It is indeed the power of heaven, although it is very weak, so weak that it is impossible to sense it as long as it is thousands of miles away.

However, it is indeed the power of heaven.

Lingbao Tianzun was dumbfounded, and the sage's concentration was useless at this time.

What is the origin of this son?

Xuan Chen didn't know that the Lingbao Tianzun behind him had already dropped his jaw in shock.

With a thought in his mind, God's hand pressed down lightly.

Zhu Yueming spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff.

The innate zhenqi in the whole body suddenly dissipated, the dantian was shattered, and the meridians were cut off.

But with one blow, he was completely destroyed.

Xuan Chen looked at Zhu Yueming coldly, "If Da Song wants to start a war with me, he will come here with real swords and guns. Playing such a trick is just asking for humiliation."

"The only reason I spared your life is because you asked you to go back and give a message to the emperor in Bianjing."

"The two hundred million taels of gold he owes me will be paid in one month."

"If he wants to renege on the debt, then don't blame me for sending someone to get it directly."

Xuan Chen received the hand of God, then flicked his sleeves.

A huge force swept all the people from the six doors down the mountain.

"Get out of Huashan now. If you dare to plot against my martial arts disciple again, you will die."

While vomiting blood, Zhu Yueming was swept down the mountain.

Those corpses were like falling rocks, hitting him heavily, almost killing him who had been crippled.

"Xing, Mr. Xing, me, me, what shall we do?"

A six-door tolerance tremblingly helped Zhu Yueming up.

The hand of God has the power of the way of heaven, so it naturally has the power of the way of heaven.

Even if he only played one part in a billion, it was enough to leave an eternal shadow in the hearts of these six door tolerances.

Zhu Yueming was helped up with blood all over his face, and he said a word to his subordinate with sincerity.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood spewed out.

Zhu Yueming rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Quick, quick, take Mr. Xing back."

The servants hurriedly picked up Zhu Yueming and ran away.

After watching the movement at the bottom of the mountain, Lu Xiaofeng turned around with a strange expression on his face, "Master, you are planning to destroy Da Song, right?"

Xuan Chen rolled his eyes, "Why did I destroy Da Song?"

Lu Xiaofeng spread his hands, "Emperor Song is a self-willed person, if you humiliate him like this, he will fight you to the death."

"But the entire Great Song Dynasty is impossible to be your opponent. Once there is a fight, don't you want to destroy the Great Song Dynasty?"

Xuan Chen smiled playfully, "You mean, it's my fault?"

Lu Xiaofeng froze for a moment, and finally rubbed his nose and gave a wry smile, "Okay, I understand."

……

Heaven...

Soaring Heaven Palace...

The Jade Emperor put down the Haotian Mirror with a gloomy expression.

The power of heaven?

How could that mortal have the power of heaven?

This is absolutely impossible.

Under normal circumstances, the power of heaven contained in the hands of the gods exceeds thousands of miles, and even saints cannot sense it.

But there is a premise that this is not known in advance.

If the saint knew from the beginning that the divine sense was locked on Xuan Chen, it could be sensed.

As a coincidence, the Jade Emperor has been observing Mount Hua with the Haotian Mirror recently.

Huashan is the place where the dragon and the tiger died.

And the strategy against Buddhism was born in Huashan.

It would be strange if the Jade Emperor left Huashan alone and did not ask questions.

It's just that the Jade Emperor never imagined that he would sense the power of heaven on Xuan Chen.

After pondering for a while, the Jade Emperor smiled playfully.

If so, then I will go and see for myself.

After half an hour.

The Jade Emperor came to Mount Hua.

However, he did not come alone.

He called Yang Jian up.

When Yang Jian heard the Jade Emperor's summons at first, he naturally didn't intend to respond according to his obedient and disobedient temperament.

But the Jade Emperor let him come with a word.

"I'm going to Mount Hua to meet that Xuan Chen."

Yang Jian almost crashed to death in the temple, and then packed up immediately, and came with the Xiaotian dog.

Now the three immortals went up the mountain together to the martial arts hall.

"I'll be called Yu Yuanwai in a while. It's your uncle."

This identity is not false.

But Yang Jian was not happy at all.

But he dared not listen.

In case something happens.

Then my sister is afraid that she will be unlucky with her.

Xiaotiangou turned into a dark and thin-faced man, followed behind the two fairies with his head down and his eyes down, not daring to take a breath.

Soon, Sanxian came to the Wuguan.