Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

When Dong Zhuo and Xiao Guizang met, they were on a barren mountain hundreds of miles away from the royal city.

Two figures came through the air from different directions. The moment their bodies intertwined, they shot out their palms at the same time.

Snapped!

Both palms were filled with terrifying force, and they collided like two elephants, but they only made a slight sound.

Two figures passed each other and landed on the ground.

"Master Liaoyuan, you have great skills!"

The person who spoke was surprisingly the old temple master of Tianzhenguan, Sanling Zhenren.

The man standing opposite Master Sanling at this moment was wearing a simple white monk's robe and holding Buddhist beads in his hand. It was Master Yuan who was presided over by Xuankong Temple.

"Old friend Sanling, it seems that your injury has recovered well. I would like to congratulate you."

Master Liaoyuan smiled.

"Humph……"

An unconvinced expression appeared on Master Sanling's face. He found a pile of weeds at random, sat down, and said with a crooked mouth: "The reason why the old Taoist failed to defeat Liu Shenfeng is mainly because I didn't expect the forbidden technique of blood transfer to be really effective." It was successful, and Liu Shenfeng also performed the forbidden blood transfer technique, so he was not prepared enough."

Master Liaoyuan also sat cross-legged and sighed: "Pantian Sect is in disarray. Liu Shenfeng has been suppressed in Pantian Sect for many years. As long as there is a chance to become stronger, he will try it even if he takes risks. I have to admit, Liu Shenfeng is a person who dares to gamble."

Hearing this, Master Sanling said: "We are destined to do so. Don't let others' ambitions destroy your own prestige. For Liu Shenfeng's own selfish reasons, if he leads the wolf into the house, the Pantian Sect will be destroyed in his hands."

Master Liaoyuan responded: "Having said that, Liu Shenfeng robbed your Chongyang treasure land of Tianzhenguan and trained seventy-eight third-grade masters in one go, which is really shocking. At the moment, no one will question Liu Shenfeng's abilities. What’s wrong is that more and more people support him.”

At this point, Master Liaoyuan's expression darkened, and he mentioned one thing, "I heard that the Shenyin Sect has submitted a letter of surrender to King Liang, and they plan to transfer the 'Dionysus Bloodline' of Shenwu Song." .”

The Shenyin Sect originally supported Tianzhenguan and Xuankong Temple, but as soon as the news spread that Pantian Sect had seventy-eight more third-grade disciples, the Shenyin Sect could no longer sit still and changed its banner.

Of course, not only the Shenyin Sect, but also those bloodline families are not to be outdone, and are all frantically performing forbidden bloodline transfer techniques.

For example, the Yan family, which has the bloodline of Baidu, directly announced to the outside world that it would soon summon young men and women to perform the forbidden bloodline transfer technique.

No matter who acquires the Baidu bloodline, the other person will be absorbed into the Yan family and will be qualified to be trained as a direct lineage.

Master Sanling has naturally heard of these things, and said angrily: "There must be something wrong with the bloodline obtained through the forbidden bloodline transfer technique, and the consequences will be endless."

Master Lioyuan nodded and said: "Of course you and I are very aware of this kind of thing, but people in the world tend to only value the immediate interests. Who cares about the flood after death?

At present, it is the general trend to activate the bloodline forbidden technique. King Liang's trend has been completed, and I am powerless to stop it. "

Master Sanling couldn't help but said depressedly: "The problem is not with King Liang, but with the old emperor far away in the capital city, which is the root of the problem.

In the past, the King of Ten Thousand Snakes also practiced forbidden blood arts, but he violated a taboo and was killed by the heroes. From then on, no one dared to practice forbidden blood arts again.

However, the old emperor opened this hole for his own selfish interests and got out of control. "

Master Liaoyuan took it seriously and sighed: "We must take measures."

Master Sanling asked: "Do you have any good ideas?"

During this time, he had been concentrating on healing his wounds and had no time to think about miscellaneous things.

The one who has time to use his brain is naturally Master Liaoyuan.

For this reason, the main reason why the two met this time was that Master Sanling wanted to hear Master Yuan's idea.

Master Liao Yuan was silent for a moment and said calmly: "The bloodline forbidden technique is carried out by Prince Liang. Although he has the old emperor's will, the matter has not been made public. The other seven princes and the princes and grandsons are afraid that They were all kept in the dark.”

Master Sanling understood and nodded: "As long as we make this matter public, many people will definitely oppose it. At that time, we will gain a lot of support, enough to compete with King Liang."

"exactly."

Master Lioyuan nodded and said: "The biggest problem right now is that everyone only sees the benefits of the blood forbidden technique and fails to fully understand its disadvantages, so we must make everyone aware of this as soon as possible."

Master Sanling muttered: "This matter is a bit difficult to handle. Cui Zhixun of the Pantian Sect lost control and turned into a basilisk, causing many casualties, but still failed to stop Liu Shenfeng.

After all, only a few people lose control and become monsters, but most people can improve their cultivation and become strong.

The return is too high, the price is relatively low...

Alas, no matter how much we try to persuade, even if we use our words, we can never wake up those who have fallen into madness. "

When Master Lioyuan heard this, his gentle expression suddenly turned cold and ferocious, and he said in a deep voice: "Is the price too low? Then let them feel pain, fear, and despair. Only in this way can we awaken them!"

Master Sanling took a breath and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Master Lioyuan said quickly: "Let's start with the seventy-eight third-level members of Pantian Sect. As long as one of them loses control and turns into a demon, causing huge damage and causing countless casualties."

Master Sanling couldn't help but feel moved, and continued: "However, they may not lose control immediately. It may take several years or even decades, and we don't know who will lose control."

Master Liaoyuan waved his hand and said: "The poor monk carefully studied the research data on the Ten Thousand Snakes and discovered a phenomenon.

Those who lose control often suffer tremendous mental stimulation before they lose control.

Therefore, as long as we select a specific target and stimulate the other party in a targeted manner, the other party will most likely lose control.

Moreover, after the target is out of control, it is necessary to find a way to lure it into the city and kill as many people as possible. "

Master Sanling took a deep look at Master Yuan and said in a cold voice: "As for cruelty, it really depends on you Buddhists who are compassionate."

Master Lioyuan's expression remained unchanged, he clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

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The third day of June!

There is a tradition in the martial arts hall that holds an internal martial arts competition every six months. Disciples challenge each other and are ranked according to winning or losing, so as to compete for the "leader".

According to the division of realms, each realm will have a leader.

For example, there are many members of the fifth-grade sect, who is the most powerful one in this realm?

simple.

Whoever thinks he is the strongest can stand up and accept the challenge. As long as you can defeat all the other fifth-grade disciples, you will be the undisputed leader.

The strongest fifth grade! The strongest fourth grade!

Wen Wu is the best, Wu Wu is not the second, there will always be a fight!

Almost all the most powerful disciples of the Pantian Sect gathered in the martial arts hall. Naturally, they had to compete with each other to know who was the strongest.

Of course, the title of leader is not only an honor, but also a generous reward.