Chapter 105 Killing (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

The snow on Zhenwu Mountain is getting heavier.

Although Taoist Longshan is already a powerful person in the realm of heaven and man, he will not sit idle and change the celestial phenomena.

As the end of the year approaches, all Zhenwu disciples are gradually returning to the mountain. The outer and inner disciples are ready to show their skills in the year-end competition. With Taoist Longshan stepping into the realm of heaven and man, the Zhenwu sect also begins to expand in an orderly manner.

The rewards for the competition are becoming more and more generous, and many martial arts secrets make the disciples very jealous.

But what they don't know is.

Most of them were created by Ning Qi.

Over the years, Ning Qi has read all the scriptures in the Sutra Library. Even if he did it casually, he still found many extraordinary martial arts. With his current realm, creating martial arts that can strengthen the body and reach the Yuan realm is as easy as eating and drinking.

His focus now is basically on the celestial-level secret arts.

The true disciples also returned to the mountain one after another.

They all made visible progress, but basically none of them brought the news about the Martial Saint that Ning Qi wanted to know. They all felt guilty and could only collect some other miscellaneous books to enrich the library of the Sutra Library.

Ning Qi was not surprised by this. He just smiled and reassured his fellow brothers that it was okay and that they should pay more attention to it in the future.

After all, it was just one or two attempts. The senior brothers and sisters all had the cultivation level of Inner Yuan Realm and Gang Yuan Realm. If they wanted to touch the realm of Martial Saint, even if it was just some rumors, they had to rely on luck.

But Jiang Baishan seems to be lucky.

He was the last one to return to the mountain.

This time when Jiang Baishan returned to the mountain, he was not as embarrassed as before. Instead, there was always a hint of smile on his face.

Everyone teased him that he almost had his arm chopped off the last time he returned to the mountain, and asked him whether he met that woman this time and got revenge. Jiang Baishan just shook his head slightly embarrassedly. He didn't mind everyone teasing him, but he didn't want to talk about more details.

Everyone was amazed.

Then, his attention was drawn to another piece of news brought by Jiang Baishan:

"Junior brother, although I didn't find any information about the Martial Saint this time, I did learn some information about the existence of the same level as the Martial Saint."

Ning Qi became interested and quickly responded:

"You mean, strange beast?"

Jiang Baishan smiled and said:

"That's right. We all know that it is said that the exotic beasts are the descendants of heavenly beasts. The exotic beasts that are comparable to the strong ones in the heavenly realm are called beast kings, and the exotic beasts that are comparable to the strong ones in the martial saint realm are called beast emperors. I heard that the beast emperor exists deep in the Ten Thousand Mountains in Southern Xinjiang!"

"But for some unknown reason, these beast kings appear briefly and then gradually disappear, rarely going out into the outside world."

"There is a saying that the Beast King has already dug deep into his own Heavenly Beast bloodline. According to rumors, Heavenly Beasts are not tolerated by heaven and earth. These Beast Kings are also likely to have suffered the same treatment as Heavenly Beasts."

Ning Qi's eyes lit up and he became more interested.

"Where did you hear this news?"

Jiang Baishan scratched his head and said:

"I just heard it by chance, and I don't know if it's true or not. Junior brother, don't believe it completely."

Ning Qi nodded slightly.

His intuition told him that the Beast King and the first-level Martial Saint had something in common, and the two were definitely not unrelated.

Maybe... one day, if the blood of the white ape is dug deep enough and he is promoted to the Beast King, there is hope of learning the truth. Ning Qi secretly kept this idea in his heart. This is also a way, but this road may take a while.

Jiang Baishan continued:

"I'll look for more details next year."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

He always felt that the information Jiang Baishan obtained might have something to do with the unknown woman, but he did not ask further. Everyone has their own secrets. Even if the relationship between brothers is good, there needs to be a certain sense of boundaries. He was already very satisfied to be able to know such a piece of news.

…

When we get together at the end of the year, everyone shares what they saw and heard at the foot of the mountain.

Ning Qi stayed in Zhenwu Mountain all year round and listened with great interest. In the past nine years, apart from being taken to Zhenwu Mountain by Taoist Longshan to experience some of the customs and practices of the Great Yan Dynasty, the farthest place he had been to was Zhenwu City at the foot of the mountain.

But Ning Qi wouldn't find it boring.

Only if you can endure loneliness can you find the great way.

But Ning Qi estimated.

There is a high probability that I will go down the mountain next year.

The root cause lies in the Blood Rain Tower.

A few days ago.

Someone sent a pigeon to inform Taoist Longshan that the Blood Rain Tower had suddenly shrank, as if it had noticed that someone was secretly pursuing them.

"Xiao Jiu, this Blood Rain Tower is not simple. Perhaps there is a powerful person in the Heavenly Realm behind it. The people who massacred the Snow Plum Villa back then might just be a small force among them." Taoist Longshan discussed with Ning Qi.

Finally Ning Qi made up his mind.

After the New Year, I will personally track down the whereabouts of the Blood Rain Tower.

As long as the Blood Rain Tower shows some clues, Ning Qi will be able to catch up with them with the various secret techniques he has mastered. It's just that it will take some time. Originally, Ning Qi wanted to let others complete this process, and then he would take the final step to kill the enemy.

But now it seems that it is better to solve it as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble.

Ning Qi didn't dwell on this issue too much.

With his current strength, he just needs to find him. Back then, the 'Lord Feng' was still wary of Taoist Longshan who was only in the Yuandan realm. It is impossible that he has already stepped into the Tianren realm after nine years. Even the peerless geniuses are not so fast.

Besides, even if he reached the Heavenly Man Realm, Ning Qi could easily suppress him.

The Zhenwu sect's year-end competition was proceeding as normal, and the sect was thriving.

The Zhenwu sect's foundation is now becoming more and more profound. It only needs a certain amount of time to settle, and it will surely burst out with a powerful force that will attract everyone's attention.

…

It is snowing heavily.

The Divine Sword Sect is also holding a year-end competition. Last time at the Dead Fire Abyss branch, Old Man Divine Sword also participated in the battle, but he was lucky and only suffered minor injuries. He has already recovered from his injuries.

now.

The old man with the magic sword watched the disciples in the sect sparring with each other, but his mind was wandering. He recalled what the disciples had reported two days ago, and felt that something was wrong.

"Master, are you still thinking about the news that Junior Brother Zhang brought back?" asked the eldest disciple Dong He. "Hasn't the blood pool been destroyed? You don't have to worry."

The old man nodded:

"Master, I always feel that the blood pool is not that simple. It is not just a wealthy businessman trying to prolong his life. Perhaps there is something much bigger involved."

Dong He paused and said:

"In this case, our Divine Sword Sect should not delve into this matter any further. If there are many people involved, I am afraid that all of our disciples will be involved in the storm. It is better to just pretend that nothing happened."

The old man with the magic sword frowned and shouted angrily:

"Dong He! What did your master teach you every day? When you encounter injustice, you must have a righteous heart. If you encounter evil and turn a blind eye, you are an accomplice. If we don't get to the bottom of this blood pond, I'm afraid that countless more people will die innocently."

There was disappointment in his eyes towards Dong He.

Everyone looked nervous, wondering why the old man with the magic sword was so angry and why the master and the eldest senior brother suddenly had an argument.

Then the old man with the magic sword suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice:

"After the New Year, I will personally investigate this matter. I want to find out who is behind this!"

Dong He lowered his head, and spoke with a strange tone:

"Master, why do you always want to save face and suffer?"

The old man with the magic sword stood there in a daze, looking at Dong He in disbelief. He simply couldn't believe that such words came out of the mouth of his eldest disciple.

"You!"

Dong He raised his head slowly, a trace of blood appeared in his eyes. Without any sign, he made a move. A ray of energy burst out and slashed towards the old man with the divine sword who was close at hand.

He didn't know when he broke through the White Mist Realm, and even the old man with the Divine Sword didn't know.

"What do you mean? Old man, die!"

He roared angrily, his face looking ferocious, and the others looked at the scene in horror, not knowing what was happening.

The old man with the magic sword was shaking, his Yuandan was trembling, and his internal energy was surging, but he immediately discovered something was wrong.

"Traitor! Did you poison me?"

He was furious, yet there was deep sadness in his eyes.

Dong He had followed him in the Divine Sword Mountain that year, but he didn't expect that he would betray him today. This made him unbelievable:

"Why?"

Dong He drew his sword and slashed out fiercely, as if to explode all the evil thoughts in his heart:

"Why? It's all your fault, old man. You want nothing and give nothing. You thought you were a man of your word when you lost at Shenjian Mountain. But you are the most stupid of all stupid people. Do you know how much time I lost in training because of this?!"

"Why? You still have the nerve to ask me why? I also want the Ninggang Pill, and I also want to break through the Gangyuan Realm!"

God knows how envious he was when he saw Luo Wentian step into the Gangyuan realm with the help of a Ninggang Pill.

What a pity.

He is not that lucky.

The old man with the magic sword was extremely disappointed. He felt that all his teachings over the years had been in vain. His eyes gradually became stern:

"Evil creature, do you think you can fight me just because you poisoned me? How naive!"

The strong energy in his body surged, suppressing the poison.

Dong He's smile became more and more distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a certain kind of pleasure:

"Of course I can't do it alone, but..."

"And us!"

Deep laughs were heard one after another. Outside the Divine Sword Sect's mountain gate, figures in black swooped down like eagles, bringing with them murderous intent. Even within the Divine Sword Sect, some disciples had bloodshot eyes.

The old man with the magic sword felt his heart sinking.

He knows.

I'm afraid today is going to be bad.

No one knew where the black-clothed men who rushed out came from, but the auras of the few people in the lead were all at the Yuandan realm. Even if he was in his prime, it would have been difficult for him to deal with them, not to mention that they were poisoned by Dong He now.

"Disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, meet the enemy!" he shouted loudly and howled to the sky.

The war is about to break out.

The snow was flying heavily, and blood was falling.

Shouts and screams filled the Divine Sword Sect.

Zhuang Chen was stunned by this sudden change. He couldn't believe how the senior brother who was usually so kind and lovely could suddenly become like a ghost. He gritted his teeth and swung his sword. With his cultivation level that had reached the Inner Yuan Realm and the innate sword body secret technique taught by Ning Qi, he could also burst out with extraordinary strength.

The leading man in black stared at him:

"Catch that fat guy alive!"

There was greed in the eyes of the man in black. He had learned from Dong He that Zhuang Chen had an innate sword bone.

The old man with the magic sword moved his internal energy and protected Zhuang Chen behind him. He looked back with a sad look in his eyes.

The familiar disciples from the past were lying in a pool of blood.

The Divine Sword Sect is destined to perish today.

He was in tears and felt guilty, but when he looked at Zhuang Chen, a trace of kindness flashed in his eyes.

"Chen'er, your master will protect you for the last time!"

The old man with the divine sword roared to the sky, and the Yuandan in his body made a crackling sound, and cracks appeared. An extremely surging aura burst out, as sharp as a divine sword. His hair and beard were all standing out, and he looked like a god or demon.

This is the last dance recorded in the incomplete Sword Master inheritance that I obtained that year.

The sword pill disintegration method.

(End of this chapter)