Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

After the mountain rain, Pingan Town ushered in a brand new day.

The flags on the street fluttered with the leisurely breeze.

Inside the Yuyaosi, it was a mess.

There was a trace of exhaustion on the faces of everyone, but more in the eyes were the trance of the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

The plague of insect demons last night, like a nightmare, disappeared with the sunshine.

Only that invincible posture still lingers in my heart and cannot be lingered.

"Lord Zhensi..." Zhang Beixuan hesitated to speak.

He was different from Chen Xuangang, he had studied in Taiji Academy, and he had learned much more from Zhou Dao.

Lei Yin mantra, blood qi into armor, fire pill to ward off evil spirits...

These kinds of methods are definitely not something ordinary monks can do.

"Learn from others' strengths, be invincible and invincible... What is his background?" The turmoil in Wang Xuanzhi's heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

It is impossible for the imperial court, aristocratic family, or sect to cultivate such a master casually.

Even he was intimidated.

"Perhaps this is my chance." Wang Xuanzhi clenched his fists tightly, and the blood that had been silent for a long time suddenly became hot again.

He will never forget the scenes of that day.

"Three hundred and seventy-six people, let's kill them all."

"It's really sad, betraying the clan, what's the point of living like this?

"Go, go far away, from now on, take the rest of your life and linger on."

"Do you hate it? This hateful fate? After the calamity, there will be a fate. Go, Ping'an Town, where your chance will be, and the turning point of your life will be there,"

Countless lights and shadows flashed in Wang Xuanzhi's mind.

One after another sound rang in my ears again.

Gradually, these lights and shadows gradually dissipated, only the last sentence was engraved in my heart.

"The turning point of your life is there..."

"Ping'an Town... maybe this is my chance.

"Wang Xuanzhi's fist clenched even tighter, and a frightening splendor bloomed in his eyes.

At this moment, he gradually believed in the fortune-telling of the blind man.

"Anyway, I want to find him."

Wang Xuanzhi began to believe, or rather he was willing to believe, that the mysterious strong man was the chance to change his destiny.

For this opportunity, he would pay everything, including his life.

"Old Zhang..."

"The subordinate is here." Zhang Beixuan leaned over.

"Stop all investigative activities, don't try to get any news about that person." Wang Xuanzhi said in a deep voice.

Zhang Beixuan's heart skipped a beat.

Since the mysterious strongman appeared in Ping'an Town, he was ordered to investigate secretly, using a lot of power and connections.

Now, Emperor Xuan's order to stop?

"Do you understand? I mean everything..." Wang Xuanzhi said solemnly.

No strong person likes to be probed into his secrets. Even if you don't have this ability, it is still taboo to have such intentions and actions.

Wang Xuanzhi didn't want to cause that mysterious strong man any displeasure because of these unnecessary actions.

"Your subordinates obey!" Zhang Beixuan said respectfully.

He knew that at this moment, Wang Xuanzhi felt nothing but awe.

...

Pingjiang City!

In the deep courtyard.

"Such a big thing happened in Ping'an Town? Parasitic insects and monsters... This kind of disaster, the Lord Zhensi can't suppress it."

Inside the green radish curtain, a clear voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful woman came out slowly, holding a letter in her hand.

"Then who would do it?" The maid next to him couldn't help but said, "Ping'an Town doesn't seem to have any decent masters other than Wang Xuanzhi."

The beautiful woman's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "There is another one, the one hiding in the dark..."

"The mistress is talking about...the [Yuansi] last time." The personal maid exclaimed.

At the beginning, from the clues revealed by the [Fate Silk], the beautiful woman deduced that there was a great master hidden in Ping'an Town, and now it seems that there is a high probability that it is true.

"I underestimated that one, the plague of insects and monsters cannot be solved by ordinary means." The beautiful woman whispered.

As the mistress of Pingjiang Hongmen, the masters she has seen are as numerous as the sea of ​​sand, innumerable.

There are also many masters of the Eight Transformations of the Alchemy Realm, but it is almost impossible to solve the pest problem overnight.

"I'm getting more and more curious." The beautiful woman whispered, her eyes shining brightly.

Such a master would stay in a place like Ping'an Town, which really made her a little puzzled, even curious.

"The mistress wants to recruit this expert?" the personal maid next to her couldn't help but ask.

There are many aristocratic families in the world, three generations are families, five generations are families, and more than seven generations are clans.

In Pingjiang City, Hongmen can be regarded as a first-class wealthy family, and many masters want to cling to the lintel.

As for their mistress, she is Hong Tongling, the head of Pingjiang Hongmen.

Being able to be favored by Mistress Hongmen is a blessing that many people can't cultivate in a few lifetimes.

"No need, but every expert has a personality. Since he is hiding in a place like Ping'an Town, he probably doesn't want to be disturbed." Hong Tongling waved his hand: "Let's go with fate."

At this point, she paused for a while, and added: "I'll tell you, if there is any more Yaozhen business in the future, take care of there."

"It seems that the mistress is still thinking about it." The personal servant girl laughed.

"It's always good to have a good relationship." Hong Tongling said lightly.

"The Dragon King Festival is about to begin, so prepare early!"

...

Late at night!

In the distance, Ping'an Town was full of lights, only a few houses were lit.

On the mountain road, the night wind was strong, bending the forest all over the mountain.

A crisp bell rang, and a donkey cart came from a distance. The driver was a young man, dressed in commoner clothes, with starry eyes, and a black wooden sword on his back.

"Dragon King travels to Taiqing in September, and the three-pointed moon steps into the heavenly court. Although the road to immortality in Penglai is far away, I want to ask to save all souls."

Indistinct chanting and singing sounded from behind the donkey cart.

"Master, the town of Ping'an is ahead." The young man said softly.

The singing sound is infectious.

A scruffy-looking old Taoist sat up from the haystack on the donkey cart, looking at Ping'an Town in the distance.

"It's really unlucky, how did you come to this place, hurry up." The sloppy old man urged.

"Master, I heard that twenty years ago, Li Zangfeng once sealed the demon here, and here is his sword." The young man waved the long whip in his hand, but asked.

One of the Nine Divine Pillars of Yuyaosi, Li Zangfeng's sword is not ordinary.

The boy's eyes were full of longing.

"What do you think is that fun?" The sloppy old man sneered and said, "The sword player is an extinct family. He has neither heirs nor disciples in his life... If anyone gets his sword, he will be his only disciple. "

"What?" The boy's face changed slightly.

"Bah, bah, bah... I drank too much cat urine, talking nonsense." The slovenly old man knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly spat.

"Disciple of Li Zangfeng!?" The young man was stunned.

However, he knew that among the Nine Divine Pillars, only Li Zangfeng had no followers or disciples.

There are rumors in the world that Li Zang's sharp sword shocked the world, and he was the best among all others. His spirit is too high, and there is no evildoer in the mountains and rivers that can inherit his mantle.

"Master, you are not joking." The young man looked strange.

"This is fate. Do you think it's a good thing? There are sword players all over the world. If you become his disciple, you are destined to have a short life." The sloppy boss lay down, closed his eyes, and his voice became more and more blurred.

"Besides... I want to marry the daughter of Huo Tiandu's family, that girl is really fierce..."

The old man's voice became smaller and smaller, and in an instant, the snoring became louder.

The young man was agitated, and the long whip in his hand almost flew out.

Huo Tiandu, that is the imperial teacher of the dynasty! !