Zongwu: My business is to engage people

Chapter 22 Bloody Red Mist

"Sword Maniac, a mysterious top swordsman who suddenly appeared in the world in the past two years, no one knows his origin. He has challenged all the sword masters without losing. Although he is only at the peak of seventh-grade cultivation, no sixth-grade or even fifth-grade warrior can catch his sword. Almost all the famous sword masters in the world have been challenged by him. , even such a powerful sect is no exception"

"A month ago, his battle with the Great Xia Prince, Heavenly Sword Song Lian, was even more shocking. Heavenly Sword Song Lian's cultivation level was suppressed at the fifth level, but he was defeated by Dao Kuang."

Jiang Yuan was shocked. Tiandao Song Lian was a long-established third-level expert, and he had been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for decades. He actually lost?

"If the sword madman's sword is scary, then the middle-aged man behind him is a nightmare. This person's name is the Seventh Ghost Lord, and his strength is unfathomable. When Dao Kuang defeated the Snow Mountain Sect, he provoked Bai Qingyun, the leader of the Snow Mountain Sect, who was a first-class strongman, to take action. However, he was repelled by the Seventh Ghost Lord with a palm, and he did not dare to act arrogantly again."

Doesn't that mean that the Seventh Ghost Lord is at least a first-level powerhouse, or even the legendary grandmaster?

It is indeed terrifying.

Jiang Yuan took a breath.

But what is reassuring is that the sword madman seems to be honing his own skills. The knife was not for a murderous person.

It was not aimed at himself.

Jiang Yuan calmed down and looked at the man in black in front of him.

"You should have guessed my identity and why I saved you, right?"

The man in black took off the black cloth on his face, revealing a defeated face.

He turned out to be Tang Fenglin, the leader of Tianfeng Village.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang for saving my life. I didn’t expect Mr. Jiang to come to Guiwu Forest. How did Mr. Jiang recognize me?"

"I've seen your gun."

Gun!

Tang Fenglin looked at the spear in his hand and his heart skipped a beat.

Did Jiang Yuan recognize him with this gun? He was so thoughtful.

"What are you doing? Why do you want to kill people who enter the Ghost Mist Forest? Are these men in black all members of your Twelve Chain Village?"

Tang Fenglin's mere seventh-level strength cannot lead such a major event. Only the head of the Twelve Chain Village can have such strength.

"Mr. Jiang, this is a long story, and I followed orders. This is……"

"not good! A red mist arose."

Jiang Yuan turned his head and looked behind him, and saw bursts of bloody mist rising in the air, slowly spreading to all directions.

He could vaguely smell a pungent smell of blood.

Tang Fenglin said anxiously:"Jiang Yuan, these red mist contain Once this mysterious power is inhaled into the body, one will immediately lose their mind and kill all living creatures."

"Hurry...run to the center of the Ghostly Mist Forest."

Jiang Yuan was horrified. What kind of ghostly red mist is this? Is it so terrifying?

"Wouldn't it be safer for us to run out of the Ghostly Mist Forest?"

"No, the red mist rose from the edge, and the entire way out of the Ghost Mist Forest was blocked by the red mist. Only the center will not be covered by the red mist, so walk quickly."

The two of them stopped hesitating and galloped towards the center of the Ghostly Mist Forest.

"Tang Fenglin, what exactly is this red mist? What are you planning in the Twelve Chain Village?"

"Mr. Jiang, I really don’t know. The order I got was to attack those who entered the Ghost Mist Forest at night until the red mist rose. Then I immediately went to hide in the tunnel in the center of the Ghost Mist Forest until someone came to tell us to leave. Why did I do this? I really have no idea"

"But Mr. Jiang, don’t worry, the underground tunnel we prepared is absolutely safe, and the red mist will never get in. I'll find a pair of night clothes for you to put on in a while, and you can go with me to the secret passage to avoid the red mist."

It seems that Tang Fenglin is just a minion in this and has no access to the core secrets.

Is it related to He Xiaotian's tomb?

Jiang Yuan said calmly:"No, you can avoid it yourself! I went to the Ghost Forest Center to see what was going on."

Since the inheritance of the first-class strong men is here and can't get out, how can we not go and find out?

Tang Fenglin nodded and said:"Okay, Master Jiang, be careful. The twelve village owners of the twelve chain villages this time At least seven came, and I guess the boss may also come in person. In addition, there are also many third- and fourth-grade experts."

"Um."

Tang Fenglin led Jiang Yuan along the way. When they approached the center of the Ghost Mist Forest, the two parted ways. As soon as

Jiang Yuan approached the center, he saw a cloud-patterned archway more than ten meters high appearing in front of him.

"This is... mausoleum Shinto."

Jiang Yuan has some knowledge about ancient tombs.

Generally, large tombs are connected by Shinto. There is an archway in front of the Shinto, followed by stone statues, inscriptions, Chinese watches, etc., extending to the sacrificial tower, and between the towers. Below is the underground palace of the mausoleum.

Jiang Yuan stepped on the open space not far from the archway and stopped moving.

Because he was not the first person to come here.

At this moment, three groups had already arrived in front of the archway. Force.

The first group was composed of an old man in his forties, wearing a python robe, leading an armored general and more than thirty black-armored soldiers. The Black-armored Army of the

Great Xia Dynasty.

The second group was large in number, enough There are forty or fifty people, and they are all dressed up differently, and their weapons are all kinds of strange.

They should be a small group of idle people. Although the organization is loose, their strength is not weak.

Jiang Yuan feels that there are several stronger ones among this group of people. His own aura must be at least a fourth-level cultivation level. The strong man leading one of them is even more unfathomable.

Jiang Yuan is more familiar with the third group of people. Although there are only eight people in the Twelve Link Village, But they are the strongest ones. Because these eight people are all at the level of village masters of the Twelve Chain Village, and each one is the lowest level six existence.

"Haha, what a surprise that the Bone Palace also came to join in the fun!"

The middle-aged man in python robe caught a glimpse of Jiang Yuan's dress, smiled in surprise, and cast his eyes in the direction of the Twelve Chain Village

"You also invited the Bone Palace?"

An old man with a white face and a long beard in Taoist robes in the Twelve Chain Village shook his head.

"The red-faced killer is the lowest level killer in the Bone Palace. He probably heard the news and wanted to try his luck, so there is nothing to worry about."

"That's true."

Jiang Yuan never said a word. He stood quietly and did not join any force's team.

Jiang Yuan heard the conversation between the two people just now clearly.

This was a game set up by the Twelve Chains. The old man in python robe was invited to participate, as well as the idle people in the world. It was obvious that someone was also invited. It was obvious that it was for He Xiaotian's tomb.

But now the archway on the Shinto was in front of them. What were they all waiting for here?

"Is it because of the red mist? Is the red mist the key to opening He Xiaotian's mausoleum?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan's eyes turned to the back of the archway.

It was pitch black there, as if covered with a pitch-black cloth, and there was no way to detect anything inside.

Something strange!

With Jiang Yuan's current eyesight, he couldn't say It was like day in the dark night, but at least he could travel unimpeded, but now he couldn't see anything behind the archway?

He glanced at the people around him from the corner of his eye, and found that many people were staring at the archway and frowning slightly.

It didn't seem to be the case. You can't see it alone, but everyone can't see it.