genius divination

Chapter 61 Death of the Grandmaster
Cang Yunxiao said with a livid face, "I'll go back immediately!" Although he was quite confident about the remote location of the nursing home, he was still a little worried.If these remaining onmyojis really went to the sanatorium, the old Su Ziqing would be in danger. He is no longer the master of mountain arts.Fan Jiannan glanced at him, nodded and said, "I'll go with you!"

"Where are you going?" Long Boldly asked inexplicably. "Oh, it's too late to talk nonsense, let's go together, we'll talk in the car!" Fan Jiannan pulled him back and followed Cang Yunxiao.

The three met Feng Yuan outside the alley and there was no time to say anything, "Go back first, wait for me at the hotel, don't wander around, don't go anywhere." After Fan Jiannan hurriedly said to her, he dragged Long Boldly into the room. Cang Yunxiao's car.

Cang Yunxiao opened the car door, got in, and put the bow in his hand on the passenger seat beside him.He was so anxious that he didn't even think about putting the bow in the bow bag, and started the car immediately after sitting down.The car turned around and drove towards the mountains.

The wind comes from the mountains every time, cold and refreshing.The moon was hanging high, but it was covered by rolling mountains.

In the nursing home, the moonlight is bleak.Staff, nursing staff, even patients, almost everyone here is gone, except for one person, an elderly man in a wheelchair.There was a lamp in the distance, and neither the light nor the moonlight could clearly illuminate the old man's face.He sat quietly in the yard, facing the gate, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Why don't you leave?" the old man said slowly.

"Because you are the master, although we are not practitioners, we are always your disciples." Chen Guanyu and the fat aunt came out from behind a tree.

"I'm too lazy to leave, because I, Su Ziqing, can't survive tonight." The old man in the wheelchair sighed slightly. "You are different. If you don't leave, you may die. Die in a desolate nursing home with a paralyzed old man. Do you really think this kind of result is what you want?"

"Master, there are some things that you have to do even if you know the result is not good." The fat aunt said respectfully.

Su Ziqing smiled wryly, raised his head and said, "Come here, help me push the wheelchair."

"Hey," Chen Guanyu and his wife walked up at the same time, but their hands just touched the push handle of the wheelchair.Su Ziqing, who was in the wheelchair, grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward.When the incident happened suddenly, both of Chen Guanyu's bodies instantly lost their center of gravity and leaned forward.Su Ziqing slapped each of them on the back of the neck like lightning, and Chen Guanyu and his wife were both stunned by him.

Su Ziqing looked at the two disciples who had fainted on the ground, and smiled slightly, "This is Wushu people's business, you don't have to pay for it. I, Su Ziqing, am not so old that I need to rely on my apprentices to get ahead." It was just a sentence Before he finished speaking, he coughed violently, and it took a while to stop.

The two pushed open the door of the nursing home and looked at the old man sitting in a wheelchair under the big tree. "Mountain master, Su Ziqing?" A big man with a green stubble on his face asked respectfully.

"Since you know it, why bother to ask?" Su Ziqing calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth from coughing.

"It seems that Mr. Grandmaster likes to get straight to the point, so I'll just say it straight, we are here for the Sancai holy object." The voice of the person opposite was very calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"Unfortunately, I don't have one." Su Ziqing sighed, "Even if there were, do you think that as a master of alpine art, you would bow your head to you?"

"This is not bowing your head, Mr. Su, this can be a win-win cooperation. Once we get together the three sacred objects, we can jointly deal with the group of onmyojis. Coupled with the records of their Five Wheel Book, we may uncover the secret of the three sacred objects." The secret that has been hidden for thousands of years. We can share this secret. Because this secret belongs to us Wushu people." The bearded man said with humility.

"Ha, you are not onmyojis. So you are the lackeys of that traitor Wei Rushan." Su Ziqing was taken aback, then sneered.

"Mr. Wei is planning everything, but what he does is never for personal gain, but to solve the eternal puzzle of the Wushu people. I don't know how he is a traitor? Please be more polite, Mr. Su." The big man took out the compass and shouted.

"You two traitors deserve me to be polite?" Su Ziqing concentrated on it, and casually tapped on the armrest of the wheelchair.The originally peaceful atmosphere was completely disturbed by him.The big man was a little dazed looking at the compass spinning wildly in his hand. He never imagined that this disabled and sick old guy in a wheelchair still had such strength.

"Crack..." The compass in the big man's hand was affected by the violent magnetic field, and countless cracks broke out.

"I originally thought that the master of Yin-Yang Liu would come, and I could meet this foreign master on the last day of my life. Cough, cough, cough..." Su Ziqing coughed violently again, his thin shoulders shrugged, trembling slightly , "It's a pity, it's a pity..." He stopped coughing with difficulty, and there was a little sadness in his eyes.

"This old guy is dying, do it." Another warlock shouted sharply, but his voice was visibly trembling, and his footsteps did not move at all.The bearded man dropped the compass in his hand, took a deep look at the old man in the wheelchair, and said in a deep voice, "I offended you, Grandmaster..." He stretched out one hand and squeezed a finger.

Su Ziqing was stunned for a moment, he felt a powerful force coming towards him from all directions.His wheelchair made a creaking sound, and the two wheels had begun to gradually twist and deform. "You... this is..." His old eyes slightly opened, and his raised hand softened with a "click".

"Didn't expect it, Grandmaster of Mountain Technique. Mr. Wei never underestimates any opponent, no matter if the opponent is an old man or a paralyzed man. The nursing home you are in has long been in his plan. If there is no absolute certainty, how could we possibly do it today?" Make a move? How dare we face the master of the mountain technique school." The bearded man glanced at Su Ziqing and said coldly.

Another sorcerer also snorted coldly, "Tiangang Beidou killing bureau! Mr. Wei has been preparing for this trick for six years. He spent a lot of money to dredge various joint departments, and built seven substations within a [-]-kilometer range of the nursing home. .The seven substations are all put into use today, and they are overloaded, which is enough to reverse all terrains. The killing situation they formed is for you, and it is for today.”

The corners of Su Ziqing's mouth gradually overflowed with blood, but he smiled, "Wei Rushan is still so good at calculating, but unfortunately he doesn't know that Dao Wuwei... the more calculating, the more inferior... On this point he Not even comparable to his junior brother Lin Ruogu."

The bearded man seemed to be unable to bear to look at him, and said in a low voice, "You already belong to the past, and only Mr. Wei is the future of Wushu people. The reason is that the five arts come from the same source, as long as you hand over the holy object, we can make you die Just be quicker."

Another warlock said anxiously, "What are you talking to him about! Just kill him and go in and search for things!"

The bearded man nodded and said, "Don't kill him first, you look at him first, I'll go in and search!" After speaking, he walked towards the inside.But as soon as he walked behind Su Ziqing, he felt a blur in front of him, and a person stood in front of him.Chen Guanyu!

He just woke up and didn't know what was going on.But he knew that as long as he was alive, he couldn't watch anyone hurt the old man in the wheelchair, so he shot like lightning.He grabbed the wrist of the bearded man with just a shake.The strength of Tai Chi, which is strong and powerful, explodes in an instant.

Before the bearded man had time to be surprised, his entire arm was completely shattered by the terrifying force.From the wrist to the shoulder, the bones were broken, and the arm became as soft as a noodle.Chen Guanyu succeeded in one move, grabbed the big man in front of him, and yelled at the other warlock, "Don't move!"

The bearded man was so painful that his face was completely deformed, and he shouted hoarsely, "Who are you?"

Chen Guanyu ignored him at all, but tremblingly said to Su Ziqing in the wheelchair, "Master... are you okay?"

Su Ziqing shook his head weakly, glanced at this disciple, and said with a wry smile, "Why are you doing this? I wouldn't survive today..." After speaking, he coughed again. Every time he coughed, the light in his eyes dimmed.

"No! Master!" Chen Guanyu roared heart-piercingly, he couldn't hold back his emotions anymore, and tears welled up. "I'm going to kill them! Kill!" He looked like he was crazy, and his internal fist burst out, and with one punch, the big man in his hand was sent flying, and he turned back and walked towards another warlock!
Another warlock is also a master of spells.He understood that he must not let this crazy master approach him, and hurriedly pointed his fingers, trying to stop him.The powerful magic power impacted Chen Guanyu's internal organs with the change of the magician's instructions, but none of this could stop him from walking, even if he took a step, he would be injured.

The warlock's face turned pale. He had never seen a person who could bear the damage of spells.It was too late when he turned around and wanted to escape.

Chen Guanyu grabbed his back and pushed him to the ground.There is no skill at all, just punching and punching.This martial arts master is as fierce and direct as a gangster in a street fight.He was weeping with every punch, roaring like a wounded beast until he knocked the warlock out of shape.

"Watching the fish..." Su Ziqing in the wheelchair tried to open his eyes, and said in a low voice.

Chen Guanyu trembled all over, let go of the already dead operator, staggered towards Su Ziqing, and knelt down in front of the wheelchair with a "plop".

"Guan Yu, the master didn't teach you the technique... Have you ever resented me?" Su Ziqing forced a smile.

"No! I haven't, never have..." Chen Guanyu shook his head, he felt anxious and couldn't help vomiting blood.He had already suffered a lot of internal injuries from the attack of the sorcerer just now.

"Don't hate me, because the path of being a magician is not suitable for you. You husband and wife are too upright and not smart enough. Cough cough cough..." Su Ziqing's cough had lost all strength. "Tell the third child, he will be the master of the mountain technique in the future... Don't hate that kid Xuanshui anymore... I really want to watch the season when the mountain flowers bloom again..."

After Su Ziqing murmured the last sentence, she closed her eyes.The once most legendary master of mountain arts among the five art masters finally withered before the mountain flowers in his small garden.

"Master..." Chen Guanyu knelt under his knees.The middle-aged uncle coughed up blood while sitting in front of the wheelchair crying like a child.

(End of this chapter)