Biography of Xi Shan

"You are indeed here." Lu Zhen pointed at Chen Daozhen with his sword, and said coldly, "You killed my uncle, and today I want your life to pay for it!"

The alcoholic supported Chen Daozhen's shoulders, and said with a sneer, "You came at the right time, a man can only act stealthily, what kind of a hero is he?"

There were a large number of Wujizong disciples present, and when they saw Lu Zhen making trouble, they immediately drew their swords to face each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Chen Daozhen slowly pushed away the drunkard's hand, took two steps forward to look at Lu Zhen, and said with a low chuckle: "You bastard, you can't even compare to my finger, you want my life, eight hundred Don't even think about it for the rest of your life, don't you like Jing'er? Don't look at your own virtues, and dare to miss me!"

Chen Daozhen's voice was not low, especially when he was seriously injured and still provocative, the contempt was self-evident.

Lu Zhenqi's chest heaved violently, and he gritted his teeth and raised his voice: "Okay, today I will announce your evil deeds to the public! Chen Daozhen is not as honest as everyone thinks, he is a virtuous hypocrite, He killed my senior uncle Su Qisheng, and now my junior brother is in a coma, but his martial arts have soared, there must be a reason for this!"

The drunkard lowered his voice and cursed in a low voice: "Why are you crazy?"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and one person shouted loudly: "Gui Zun said before that the person named Jing Ji is a descendant of the Shen family. It turned out to be true. Master Chen, you are too cunning to want to monopolize the orphan of the Shen family. Why are you so at ease, no wonder you want to kill Gui Zun to silence your words."

"Fortunately, Gui Zun told the truth earlier, otherwise Chen Daozhen would have succeeded."

Duan Hongxue frowned slightly, taking advantage of the commotion of the crowd and snatched away.

Lu Zhen's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

The drunkard cursed secretly, he turned around to look at Chen Daozhen, but he didn't see any change in his expression.

Chen Daozhen lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. The crowd questioned him one after another. Their faces showed greedy expressions, and they looked at Chen Daozhen with longing but hatred.

Chen Daozhen raised his head slowly, a gust of wind blew up from his side, and a strong internal force suddenly rose up.

He made a weird clucking sound, as if it was squeezed out of his throat, which was weird and eerie.

"Master, don't be impulsive, you will go crazy if you continue like this!" As soon as the alcoholic head finished speaking, Chen Daozhen had already made a move.

He knocked Lu Zhen to the ground with one move. Lu Zhen looked at him in disbelief. He thought that his martial arts were extraordinary, at least he could compete with Chen Daozhen, but he didn't expect that in Chen Daozhen's eyes, he was just a hand A bird with no strength to restrain a chicken can defeat him with one move.

Wen Shanhua hurriedly said: "Sect Master Chen, don't be impulsive, there are things to discuss, Wen knows that you are a benevolent and righteous knight, and will never listen to their one-sided words."

Before Wen Shanhua finished speaking, Chen Daozhen had already stabbed Lu Zhen in the chest with his sword. He looked at Wen Shanhua and said mockingly: "Senior Wen has been kind all his life. I don't know if it is for the sake of accumulating blessings for your blood-stained son. Why don't I kill him today?" For all the people here, there is a long time to come, I have plenty of time to rehabilitate and be a new man like you, and after decades, everything will disappear, so there is nothing to worry about." His voice was very slow, like a gossamer, deep and light Wen Shanhua was taken aback by the laughter, and his complexion changed drastically.

Everyone was horrified, they couldn't help thinking that he was too arrogant, now that he was seriously injured, he was already at the end of his strength, but he still dared to speak lies.

Wen Shanhua's body stiffened as if struck by lightning, he knew that Chen Daozhen was mocking him, but he was powerless to refute, his eyes were cloudy and vicissitudes.

At the same time as Chen Daozhen pulled out his sword, Lu Zhen fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings, and the blood from his chest flowed out like a water column.

Wen Shanhua turned pale with fright, and when he was hesitating whether to make a move, Chen Daozhen had already turned to attack him.

"Sect Master Chen, are you really planning to kill?"

Chen Daozhen didn't answer, he seemed to be immersed in his own world, his eyes were staring into the distance blankly, his pupils were filled with blood, and spots of blood fell on his cheeks, he seemed to have come from Shura Hell Shashen, anyone who gets close to him will have his head in a different place.

Chen Daozhen raised his sword and fell, killing everywhere.

Pingshanya was in a mess, the drunkard had one head and two big ones, many people called him, he was too busy to take care of himself, he had no energy to stop Chen Daozhen.

He sighed solemnly and said: "That's all, let me, the drunkard, kill me too!"

Everything happened too fast, and many people were forced to join the melee before they could react.

Chen Daozhen went crazy and killed everyone, completely falling into a state of indiscriminate between enemy and friend.

Wen Shanhua and Chen Daozhen fought a hundred moves and were finally defeated. He staggered and was knocked back dozens of steps, hitting a tree and spraying out a mouthful of black blood.

"Master!" Zhou Wutong shouted distractedly, he stabbed the Wuji Sect disciple who was fighting with him in front of him with a single sword, and ran towards Wen Shanhua instead.

He was about to take Wen Shanhua away, but he heard Wen Shanhua say: "Xiao Wu, you take everyone away quickly, Chen Daozhen has gone mad, and the Nine Heavens Sword is a fierce sword, once you start the killing ring, you won't stop easily, you go!"

"Master, I will take you with me."

"No need." Wen Shanhua coughed suddenly, "The time limit for being a teacher has come, even if you can save your life this time, you will have no face left in this world."

"Master, what are you talking about?" Zhou Wutong picked him up, "Master, follow me!"

Wen Shanhua's eyes froze, he knocked Zhou Wutong back a few steps with his palm, and then turned to attack Chen Daozhen.

It was only at this moment that Wen Shanhua finally woke up. It was not Gui Zun who had bloodbathed the various sects recently, but Chen Daozhen!

All the sects attacked this time were accomplices who bloodbathed Shenjia Village back then. Wen Shanhua's son was instigated and bewitched to participate in the massacre of the village. It was too late when Wen Shanhua arrived. I can still vividly remember that those people went crazy and devoured the people of Shenjia Village alive. They not only drank the blood of the living people, but also fried their skins and cooked their flesh, just like animals.In this life, he was upright and honest, and there was nothing wrong with it. The only wrong thing he did was to conceal the evil deeds of his son and his accomplices. In the following decades, he devoted himself to goodness, and gradually forgot the devastation of the year, but now again Recalling the past, it is already like a desperate cry to survive.

Wen Shanhua saw that Chen Daozhen's complexion was abnormal, and he shouted loudly: "Xiao Wu, go!"

Zhou Wutong was stunned, several Qingshan sect disciples came back to their senses and grabbed him, and quickly fled from here.

The drunkard suffered some head injuries, and seeing Chen Daozhen falling into madness, he hesitated for a moment and retreated, away from the battle circle.

Chen Daozhen roared in pain, his internal energy poured out without any restraint, defeating all the people around him, the drunkard hid in the distance and was still shocked by his internal energy, his mouth was full of blood.

Thousands of corpses lay on Pingshanya, where not a single blade of grass grew, and the ground was stained with blood. All the masters including Wen Shanhua exploded to death.

Chen Daozhen's body went limp, and he fell to the ground, falling into a half-dream and half-awake state of obsession.

The drunkard spat out a mouthful of blood, and stumbled towards Chen Daozhen.

"Master, are you alright? Don't die, it's all over." The alcoholic was almost in tears, he never thought that this would be the result today.

The drunkard rubbed his head on his body, and fed a few pills to Chen Daozhen, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, little master, don't worry, I'll take you away."

"Jinger...Jinger..."

"When is this? Do you still miss him? You are the most infatuated species in the world." The alcoholic hugged his limp body and carried it on his back lightly.

Chen Daozhen murmured Jingji's name in a daze against him, the powerlessness of his body gradually dragged him into the endless darkness.

"go......"

"Master, what are you talking about? Stop talking, after a while, you can go see Brother Jing when you wake up."

"Go to Ghost Shadow School...Pei Ran...over there..."

The drunkard paused, pondered for a moment and replied: "Master, don't worry, with my old drunkard by my side, nothing will happen to you."

The drunkard strode forward with Chen Daozhen's head on his back, a bunch of bloodstains were stepped on his feet, but he couldn't tell who shed the blood.

Liu Muyan received the letter on the way, and immediately changed his itinerary and rushed to Pingshanya, but when he arrived, there were already bloody rivers and corpses strewn all over the field.

The stench and rotting smell gave the masked man a headache. He frowned and looked coldly at the corpses all over the floor.

"Zhen'er..." Liu Muyan's complexion changed, and he tremblingly held Lu Zhen's body in his arms. He pursed his lips to suppress the overwhelming pain, and said calmly: "As a teacher, let you Don't go down the mountain, why don't you listen to the teacher's words."

The man in white turned his head to look at the words, but saw that although Liu Muyan was not overjoyed or sad, his face was sad, and his eyes were filled with tears.

Liu Muyan hugged Lu Zhen and sighed solemnly. This is his first apprentice, and he will always be different in his heart. Even if he became no longer obedient and down-to-earth later, Liu Muyan has not changed. The importance he attaches to him, in his opinion, this is a child he raised with his own hands, and his flaws are not hidden. His Zhen'er has always been a kind and gentle child.

"Mu Sheng, he seems to be still alive." Liu Muyan frowned suddenly, and turned to look at the man in white.

The man approached Lu Zhen, grabbed his hand, felt his pulse, and said calmly, "This kid really has some breath left." He took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, looking at Lu Zhen with deep eyes.

"You must have a way to save him." Liu Muyan stood up, grabbed the man's wrist with one hand and said, "Liu Musheng, save him."

Liu Musheng smiled coldly: "You haven't called me by my name for many years, okay, I can save him, but I want him to be my apprentice and inherit my mantle."

"Okay, I promise you, as long as you save him, I will let him go back to Yaoxian Valley with you."

Liu Musheng smiled and said, "Liu Muyan, there is no such thing as the best of both worlds. If I saved him, I wouldn't go back to Xishan School with you to save your two apprentices. Ten years, twenty years, or even fifty years. In 20, he may fall into a deep sleep forever, you must know that the ancestor's 50-year-old skill is not so easy to overcome."

"I can't afford to choose at this moment. Zhen'er can't stand it anymore. You save him first, and I will think of a solution for Jing'er."

"Happy." Liu Musheng laughed loudly, "Liu Muyan, you are still the same as before, and you will never hesitate to do anything." He laughed and coughed again, his face under the veil was flushed, and his throat was rolling. The smell of blood.

Liu Muyan frowned, and gently stroked his back, "Is it better?"

"I'm fine." Liu Musheng pushed his hand away and stepped forward to heal Lu Zhen.

Liu Muyan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Liu Musheng was willing to help, Zhen'er's life would definitely be saved.

Taking advantage of Liu Musheng's treatment for Lu Zhen, Liu Muyan checked the rest of the corpses one by one. When he saw Wen Shanhua's body, Liu Muyan was shocked, "I didn't expect that even Mr. Wen, Mu Sheng, would you be better off?" ..."

"You're delusional thinking that I'll still save people. Don't say that these people are out of breath, even if there is still a breath left, I will cut it off myself." Liu Musheng sighed, "I'm too tired after this trip."

Liu Muyan stopped talking, and looked at Liu Musheng with complex and emotional eyes.