I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 93 Gasification Haechi
Song Boyu could clearly feel that there was a hint of the true meaning of killing flowing between Lu Qiuming's brows. Although there was only a trace, it was indeed the true meaning of killing.

This greatly surprised Song Boyu. He had fought day and night in historical scenes to develop the true meaning of killing. Lu Qiuming had already achieved such an achievement in just a few days. This man was a genius.

Lu Qiu Ming was even more shocked. The true meaning of the killing way can be mutually induced. She clearly felt that the true meaning of the killing way between Song Boyu's eyebrows was not only rich, but also much higher quality than her own.

If there weren't others, she would have almost blurted out and asked Song Boyu how to improve the quality of the true meaning of killing.

"Girl, do you know what's going on in Fucheng now?"

Du Renlong walked forward with a smile and was about to touch Lu Qiu's fair and slender palm.

Shu Min had sharp eyes. When he saw it, he kicked Du Renlong out and said, "Don't embarrass our Pingyi Langguan. If you want to make a fuss, go to the brothel!"

Lu Qiuming's expression was calm, or rather a bit dazed, and he hadn't reacted yet.

Du Renlong smiled awkwardly and said, "I just want to check this girl's palm and read her palm."

The six people exchanged the current situation for a while. When they heard that every family in Fucheng was in a state of turmoil, Du Renlong's expression suddenly changed:
"No, we must not let the city become chaotic. And we must appease the people's grievances, otherwise it will lead to accidents. Return to the city as soon as possible!"

Chen Daorong was a little puzzled, frowned and said: "What does this matter have to do with us, there are meat eaters plotting it, so let's go and return."

Wu Yan seemed to have thought of something, and whispered: "The people are resentful. Could it be that you want to talk about the legend of the tomb of King Wuling?"

Song Boyu was a little confused: "What is the tomb of King Wuling? What bad things are there?"

Wu Yan explained kindly and patiently: "Before the founding of Dayu, our Shangxiang Prefecture and even the entire Sili were called Wuling.

The local wealthy Xiao family rose up at this time, and King Wuling was born, who unified the Sili area. "

Hearing this, Song Boyu couldn't help but think of Jiao Tianyu. This person was the illegitimate son of the previous head of the Xiao family, a powerful local fairy family. No wonder the manor he lived in was called Wuling Manor.

"The King of Wuling has great talent and great strategy, and is even more of a wonder in the way of immortality. He once competed with the Great Yu Taizu and defeated the Taizu four times in a row. He was considered the most likely person to unify the entire Eastern Continent at that time.

But in the end, in the decisive battle of Shangxiang, King Wuling was defeated and surrendered to Taizu of Dayu. Afterwards, King Wuling rebelled again, but Taizu suppressed him and killed him in the tomb of King Wuling.

Since Wu Chengmin governed Xushui in the previous dynasty, Shangxiang Prefecture has been fertile and wild for thousands of miles, and there have been few civil disturbances.

But not long after King Wuling was suppressed, a civil unrest broke out. The people's grievances, changes in luck, and terrifying murderous intentions, coupled with the evil cultivating evil ways, added fuel to the flames. The evil spirit of Wuling came into the world, causing a tragedy. Nine empty!
Afterwards, there were several great turmoils, or evil spirits came to the world, or devils were born, all causing horrific commotions.

If Shangxiang Mansion really causes public resentment due to this corpse transformation, and then causes evil spirits to come into the world, I am afraid that none of us will be able to survive! "

Song Boyu listened clearly and understood that if such a terrifying evil spirit or a weaker evil spirit was born, it would be a disaster. He couldn't help but ask: "Then what should we do?"

Everyone looked at Song Boyu, and Du Renlong clicked his tongue: "You have excellent luck. You even killed the bronze corpse puppet emperor. I have a secret method called Water Breath Image Technique. As long as you don't resist, I can reproduce it." What you have experienced in the past five days. I think you are going to become famous!"

When Song Boyu heard this, the boss was unwilling. He just wanted to practice peacefully and did not want to expose himself to the public. He quickly said: "No, no! I am just a mortal martial artist. If I have such a famous name, many people will covet me." And dissatisfaction, either helping me or harming me!”

Wu Yan was concerned about his eldest grandson and said: "Yes, completely exposing Boyu will not help him. Langguan Shu Min and Langguan Chen Daorong each lost an arm in killing the evil cultivator, so it would be better to publicize them. The most important thing is Yes, they are monks, they are both convincing and capable of bearing this kind of pressure."

Du Renlong hesitated, thought for a moment, and clapped his hands: "In that case, I still need your cooperation. I want nine truths and one falsehood, so... so..."

Time returns to the moment when everyone arrived at the Temple of the Holy Sages. Except for Song Boyu, the other four people were monks and could see things that ordinary people could not see.

Such as hopelessness!

Although most of the Qi-gazing skills of Yin Shen monks are very crude, it is difficult to distinguish a person's fate and fate, and they can only see the surface.

But for the current situation, it is completely sufficient.

Even if a mortal can use the Qi Watching Technique, he will see that there is a group of pale golden luck suppressing the Holy Sage Temple, and underneath it is a black cloud of resentment, rolling and churning, and the colliding pale golden luck is unstable.

The golden luck turned into a Xiezhi, with angry eyes wide open, shaped like a unicorn, with a towering one-horn, hidden thunder.

Originally, Hei Yun's resentment had been gradually appeased as soon as this mythical beast appeared, but with the long and tasteless words of Prince Siqian, the scene changed again.

It seemed that someone was stirring up the darkness in the dark, and the black clouds gradually gathered and turned into a pack of wolves, roaring and charging towards the angry-eyed Haechi.

If it weren't for the fact that this was the dojo of the sage master and the home of Xie Zhi transformed by golden luck, the scene would have been in chaos.

Seeing this scene, Du Renlong couldn't help but whisper to everyone: "The wolves are biting the Haechi! The wolves symbolize the resentful people being exploited by insidious gangsters. The Haechi is the judicial beast, symbolizing the order of the court. Let's go in immediately." , what we hold is the key to intimidating Xiaoxiao’s gang!"

Naturally, Song Boyu couldn't see the scene that the monks saw. Although his mind's eye skill was very powerful, he could only see physical objects and not the mysterious and mysterious destiny.

However, although he couldn't see it, Song Boyu did feel that the energy here was very chaotic, and there was hidden murderous intent.

He squinted his eyes slightly and searched everywhere. Protecting his sister Zhou Xiuniang was an important reason why he came here.

Du Renlong, as an experienced veteran Ping Yilang official, specializes in instructing everyone on how to appear and the effects of the spells.

"Ping Yilang officers Du Renlong, Shu Min, Chen Daorong, San cultivator Wu Yan, and civilian Song Boyu have returned from beheading the evil cultivator who transformed into a corpse! With the evidence of the evil cultivator's flesh, flesh, and water breath, please invite the Lord, please Jingping Order an inspection and count the merits!"

The voices of the five people resounded throughout the Holy Sage Temple, and everyone looked sideways.

Even the group of wolves and wolves that were fighting in the sky separated from each other and looked down below.

Song Boyu felt a chill on his back, and his tailbone felt like it was going to explode, but it was already coming, and it would be impossible if he didn't go up.

Under the guidance of the officials, the five people took the stage, which also eased the predicament of King Siqian.

The imperial envoy below the stage suspended his actions and observed the situation on the high platform.

(End of this chapter)