Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

In the dead of night, in a small town.

Not far away came the sound of a watchman beating a gong, "The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of candles..."

call--

A gust of wind blew by, but the watchman didn't find anything unusual, and continued walking forward with the lantern.

The next moment, a middle-aged man in a white gown with a Confucian temperament suddenly appeared seven or eight feet behind the watchman, and rushed in a certain direction.

But after a while, he had arrived at a lighted pavilion.

"Like a god, I pay my respects to the head of the Holy Gate, Elder Sun." As soon as this person entered the door, he saw the two people sitting in the room and bowed to each other.

After solving the Quanzhen Sect matter arranged by Master, Bai Lao took Xu Hanliang and Liu Tongwu back to report to the sect master, while Ning Xiu had an appointment with Lu Xiaofeng, and he would not go back until the agreement was completed. He also received news from Master and needed to do something Some things, so Ning Xiu and Sun Yubo still stayed in the border area where Song and Mongolia fought.

Tonight, I received news that there was an important matter from a Mongolian spy. Ning Xiu and others sat until late at night, waiting for him to come.

The person in front of him has a refined temperament, but at night, he is still holding a lupine, which is really flirtatious.

With a smile on his face, Sun Yubo said calmly: "Chief, this person is as knowledgeable as a god, a traitor of Tianjimen, a military advisor of the Supreme League, and a spy arranged by the gate in the Supreme League of Mongolia."

That is to say, you are as clever as a god and betrayed the teacher, and you are still a fool, a low-level character. I don't take you seriously at all, and I don't even have the idea of ​​making friends with you. You are willing to be a spy. But you can get the protection of Guiyuanmen, if you don't want to, I don't care about you like a god.

To put it bluntly in one sentence, you don't need to play tricks.

Liao Rushen's face froze, but he was tactful and quite a man of the city, so he was not overwhelmed by these words, and still had a smile on his face.

He knew that the people of Guiyuanmen couldn't afford to offend, and the world was in chaos recently, so he spent his lifespan to deduce the secrets, comprehending that his chance of survival was in Guiyuanmen, and he didn't dare to offend Chief Yan Guiyuan.

Seeing this, Ning Xiu nodded slightly and raised his hand, "Sit down, you are as good as a god."

Liao Rushen was overjoyed, and clasped his fists together again, "Thank you, Chief, for looking down on me!"

After saying that, he closed the door, stepped forward to the table, stretched out his sleeves, and sat opposite Ning Xiu.

A deaf maid took advantage of the opportunity and began to pour tea. Ning Xiu looked at it calmly and said, "To make a long story short, if there is something important, just talk about it. If the news is worth enough, Guiyuanmen will naturally keep you safe."

"This is a big matter..." Liao Rushen looked around, hesitated to speak.

"Everyone in the house is our own, and no outsiders can hear it."

"yes!"

Liao Rushen picked up his teacup and drank it down, then looked at Ning Xiu and said in a low voice, "My envoy, I have brought two extremely important news this time. The world is bustling with people for fame and fortune. , I am a layman, I hope you can speak a few words in front of Master Li, and make me an elder after the matter is done."

"I know that Master Li has some interest in Mongolian martial arts, if the master is willing to give me the position of elder...

Although this is very difficult, as long as Sect Master Li agrees to help me develop power in the Yuan Kingdom, sooner or later I will surpass the Supreme League and even control the Supreme League, and become Guiyuanmen's power in Mongolia. At that time, Guiyuan Gate will naturally become more permanent. "

"Elder?"

The head of the Guiyuan Sect has the highest status. Except for some special people, the elders are the ones with the highest authority. Sun Yubo next to Ning Xiu is one of them. Unexpectedly, Rushen has a lot of appetite, and he wanted the position of an elder as soon as he opened his mouth. .

But Liao Rushen is a smart person, he dared to make this request, which also shows that the two news he brought are really big news, and it also means that he really has big ambitions in his heart.

To be ambitious means to be in control.

"I know that the sect master and the envoy are all obsessed with martial arts. This is my Tianjimen's martial arts secret book "Fantasy Promise". Please accept it." up.

But Ning Xiu knew that there were hidden dangers in Rushen's kung fu technique left by Tianji 25. When he practiced this kung fu at the seventh floor, he would explode and die on the spot. He tapped his fingers on the table and didn't accept it directly.

Sun Yubo took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "Like a god, Guiyuan Gate is a holy place for martial arts. There is no such thing as a unique martial art. "Fantasy Promise" is really powerful, but it still can't catch the eyes of the master of the sect. Let's talk about what you brought Here comes the news."

"This... good."

Originally, Li Rushen's expression was still a little stiff, but when he saw Sun Yubo put one hand on the cheat book, he immediately turned into a happy expression, knowing that they were going to accept this gift, and initially reached a cooperation.

Based on his understanding of Song people, whenever he asks someone to do something, no matter whether the task is successful or not, he must give some benefits first, otherwise he will not even have a chance to say a few words.

In addition, there is an unwritten rule, that is, if you accept the benefits, you will do things. As for whether it can be done, it depends on the later development.

"The first news is that Meng Chixing was severely injured and could not escape the retreat in the Jingu Palace." Liao Rushen made a long story short, very concise.

Ning Xiu said: "I'm afraid this is not some important news. That day at the Quanzhen Sect's mountain gate, I fought with Chongyang Patriarch and Sun Bobai to repel the Mongolian god. This matter has already been reported. Lei chased and chopped, and the injury was expected."

"No and no."

"Of course I know the supernatural power of the envoy and Elder Sun. Meng Chixing is an old monster who has lived through the Tang Dynasty, the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, until today. You have been hiding in the shrine for part of the time, relying on Mongolian luck to reduce the scourge, why did you suddenly attack Wang Chongyang?"

Liao Rushen cheated, Ning Xiu's expression showed emotion.

This is not only his guess, I am afraid that most people who saw Meng Chixing leaving the shrine would have an idea.

But Meng Chixing had done a trick similar to this at the beginning of the establishment of the Song Dynasty, deliberately pretending to be seriously injured, and tricked Zhang Danfeng, the national scholar Wushuang, and Song Taizu to go to the shrine to fight with Meng Chixing. It turned out that Meng Chixing was not injured, but instead used this to arouse the real dragon of Mongolian luck and severely injured Zhang Danfeng and Song Taizu.

With the lessons learned by those two, even Li Yun did not dare to go to the Mengguo Shrine to deal with Meng Chixing easily.

So Ning Xiu said: "Meng Chixing is scheming, and his martial arts are peerless, so easily exposed the news that he was seriously injured, I am afraid that he is not trying to repeat the incident between Song Taizu and Zhang Danfeng."

However, Liao Rushen said with grief and indignation: "I dare to guarantee that this matter is true. My master once calculated the secret and found out that Meng Chixing's Yuanshou was approaching. My master... therefore Being killed by him, I wish I could kill Meng Chixing now and avenge my master!"

Hearing this, Ning Xiu and Sun Yubo laughed at the same time, they didn't believe such nonsense as God.

But Rushen dared to say that he wanted to kill Meng Chixing, which showed that he really had the intention of betraying the Mongolian country. After all, Meng Chixing's status in the Mongolian country was like a god, and no one dared to disrespect him. In a word, if it spreads to the Mongolian country, it will make him die without a place to bury him.

"I believe you... believe that Meng Chixing was indeed seriously injured."

Others don't know, but Ning Xiu relies on the panel and knows that even though Meng Chixing has no fatal injuries, the situation is indeed not optimistic.

Anyone in this world could lie to him, but the panel wouldn't.

"This news is indeed very important. I will tell my master about the position of elder you want."

Liao Rushen was delighted when he heard the words, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, my envoy."

"What about the next news?"

"The next news has to do with the supreme alliance official Yutian." Liao Rushen slapped his shoulders lightly, "Guan Yutian was in Jianjian City with Yan Nantian, the God of Sword, and Lianxing Yaoyue, the two palace masters of Yihua Palace. After a big battle, he not only defeated these three masters, but also got the legendary sword of life and sword of death, the Frost Sword, which greatly increased his strength."

This news is true and explosive. Guan Yutian was originally a top expert with three flowers gathering at the top, and he got the legendary magic sword, defeated Yan Nantian, and Lian Xing Yaoyue.

Meng Chixing was seriously injured, and he was only at the seventh floor of the heyday. With such combat power, even the god Meng Chixing dared not say that he could take it down at will.

Guan Yutian was originally the number one martial arts expert in Mongolia except Yan Nantian. He defeated Yan Nantian in this battle and became the number one martial arts master in Mongolia.

But the Supreme League has always been supported by Meng Chixing, and Guan Yutian has become more difficult, which is really not a good thing for Ning Xiu.

Jinlun Fawang only gathered two flowers of internal strength and blood, and his combat power was on par with Ning Xiu's normal state. Knowing that a land god with three flowers gathered at the top can also be in a state of explosive energy similar to his three flowers, Ning Xiu After Kunwu Soul of the Sword fell silent, Xiu really wasn't sure that he could beat Guan Yutian.

Even in his estimate, even the joint efforts of several low-ranking elders of Guiyuanmen might not be able to defeat Guan Yutian who is holding a magic weapon.

So if Guiyuanmen really wanted to take action against the Jianghu of Mongolia, they had to do it themselves.

...

In the supreme alliance.

The luxurious hall was empty, except for a majestic man like a tiger and dragon sitting on the throne of the leader with a big horse and a golden knife, holding a magic weapon with a sword like a white spar in his hand.

As the white light of the sword flourished, the old wounds in Guan Yutian's body slowly recovered.

He looked at this magical weapon enthusiastically, and couldn't put it down.

The Lingshuang sword buzzed and trembled, and uttered sword groans frequently.

The sword trembled unceasingly, conveying a special message, showing extraordinary spirituality, as if extremely satisfied with being held by the master.

"Magic sword!"

The blood of the demon sword survivors in the body awakened.

Immediately, a coquettish scarlet light appeared in Guan Yutian's eyes, his body exuded raging demonic energy, his needle-like hair danced, his ragged clothes rattled, the demonic energy in his body was transmitted to the heart sword, and the hilt of Lingshuang sword in his hand trembled instantly reacted.

boom--

A strong and pure demonic nature erupted from the Lingshuang Sword, and the white crystal body of the sword instantly became hot and scarlet!

At that moment, a stream of ghostly and unpredictable air burst out from the Lingshuang sword, as if there was a whisper echoing in the depths of the soul, making one feel that all the cells in the whole body were wrapped in ice, trembling together, and the skin was like It is crawling with countless small bugs.

Faintly, Guan Yutian seemed to be able to see an extremely terrifying grimace exuding a bleak red glow in his mind, grinning and howling in front of him.

"call……"

Even with the blood of Guan Yutian Demon Sword's survivors, and even the spiritual cultivation of the Sanhua powerhouse, they almost completely degenerated into the devil's way and became a lunatic who can only kill.

Guan Yutian, who came back to his senses, couldn't help but frowned his bushy eyebrows. The power of this magic sword is indeed greater than that of the heart sword, but why does it affect the master's mind at this moment?

Just as Guan Yutian was groping for the scarlet sword, Liao Rushen took a look at him, then left without a trace, and hurried to a secret room.

In the middle of the secret room is a table of the Eight Immortals, on which there is a stone statue. The stone statue is wearing a Taoist robe and hugging Fuchen, with a compassionate expression and slightly lowered eyes, as if looking at the tiny beings below.

After confirming that no one was following or spying on him, Liao Rushen bowed to the stone statue, "God!"

call--

There were waves of waves in the peaceful quiet room, and a shocking burst of primordial spirit came out from the stone statue. Even though it was not approaching, it already made Rushen's muscles tense. He felt the unprecedented threat of death, and his spirit and heart began to tremble violently. .

"god!"

Liao Rushen let out a pitiful scream, and for a while, he still blocked the power of the primordial spirit with his spiritual power, kneeling down in front of the stone statue in fear.

"How dare you come to worship the god!"

A white-haired man who was 80-90% similar to the stone statue floated out of the stone statue, his eyes burst out with brilliance, but his body was like a ghost-like nothingness, looming.

"God, I... ah!"

He still wanted to say something, but at this moment, Liao Rushen's body froze, and he felt a pair of stern eyes appearing in his mind, those eyes swirled like two whirlpools, exuding an incomparably astonishing absorbing power, making his Yuanshen suddenly entered a closed prison, unexpectedly fell, fell, fell...

"Liaorushen, do you think that the little tricks in your heart can hide this god? Do you think this god dare not kill you?! Do you think Li Yun from Guiyuanmen can protect you?!"

That voice was as majestic as a fairy god living in the ninth heaven, and it was inviolable. Every word and every word hit Rushen's body like a heavy hammer, hitting him until he vomited blood.

As the voice stopped, Liao Rushen's face was as pale as paper, but he didn't even dare to lift his head, "God! I, Liao Rushen, am a dog under your feet. I am loyal and have no second thoughts! They are all done according to your will, please learn from the gods!"

"snort!"

When the strength has reached the level of Heavenly Demon, a powerhouse with three flowers and five qi, Yuanshen can predict bad luck, and can even see the flaws in other people's hearts at a glance by virtue of the advantage in the spiritual realm. Whether someone is lying or not can be known at a glance.

Liao Rushen's performance that he thought was flawless is actually as clear as black and white in his eyes. Although this distraction is only one-tenth of the strength of a demon, he can still penetrate Rushen's heart and see if what he said is true. Fake.

"Okay, get up."

As the demon spoke distractedly, Li Rushen suddenly felt the pressure swept away, raised his head tremblingly, looked at the god in front of him, and unreservedly revealed the information he had exchanged with Ning Xiu and others.

In the empty secret room, the Heavenly Demon stands proudly like a god of the sky, the majestic light in his eyes gradually converges with the center of his brows, the corner of his mouth curls up in a disdainful arc as he snorts coldly, and bows his head back Er looked at the long-kneeling Li Rushen again, and let out bursts of low-pitched laughter.

"You mean, the junior who repelled Meng Chixing has a destiny?"

Liao Rushen respectfully said: "There will be absolutely no mistakes. This child's luck is so strong that it can even cover the Qi machine with a radius of hundreds of feet. It also has the appearance of a real dragon. Although there is no dragon spirit, it is better than having dragon spirit."

The so-called Destiny and Destiny means to be favored by Heavenly Dao and luck. Not only is the progress of cultivation progressing at a rapid pace, but also there is great opportunity and great luck. The characters dare not kill them quickly.

Meng Guo Yan Zangfeng, Xia Ke Dao Shi Potian and others are all destined by destiny, and they act as if they are aided by gods, and they will never be disadvantaged.

As for the dragon aura, it refers to the royal luck carried by the rulers of a country. Princes and emperors are protected by dragon aura, which can reduce the power of heavenly punishment.

Ning Xiu is a member of the royal family, so it is not too surprising to have the appearance of a real dragon.

Knowing the name of being like a god also means "predicting things like a god". Even if it is not as good as Bai Xiaosheng and old man Tianji, it is not too far behind. Regarding this issue, Tianmo naturally believes it.

In this way, the Heavenly Demon can also understand why Meng Chixing was repelled by Ning Xiu. Because Meng Chixing was condemned by the heavens, he was naturally invincible in the face of the man of fate, the right time and place, and the favored man.

No matter how strong your strength and luck are, if you don't have a great destiny to support you, you will be a tree without roots and a sapling without water.

"variable……"

As Tianmo muttered the word "variable" in a low voice, he couldn't help thinking of the strong man who had defeated him, and thinking of his appearance, the original Tianmo Gujing's heart began to stir up waves.