The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 242 Little Fatty's Resentment
"Okay, since you have the spirit, I will refine you." Xiang Yu looked at it very openly, and he said: "The tomb of Zulong was arranged by him as a 'Liuhe Conferring God Formation', you Since it is a 'formation stele', it must have the ability to enter the core of the formation, right?"

The little fat man glanced at Xiang Yu hesitantly, and said, "It is possible, but..."

"Little fat man, do you still dare to bargain? Do you believe that this young master smashed this broken coffin board right now?"

YangMeng glared at the little fat man viciously, and demonstratively called out the flying knife Qinghong hidden in the storage ring.

"Two immortal elders, I can bring you into the core of the formation, but, the First Emperor is too powerful. With him controlling the formation, I have to spend at least [-]% of my strength to break through." Seeing Yang Meng So fierce, the little fat man said hastily.

"Okay, if you continue to grind like this, I will refine you now. Even if you don't have your weapon spirit, I can still enter the Longding Mountain Tomb with the 'Dao Dao Stele'!" Xiang Yu was a little displeased. Be patient, after all, this little fat man is still afraid of death.

"This..." The little fat man gritted his teeth resentfully, and said: "Okay, I just hope that the immortal head will let me survive after I help you enter the core of the formation!"

"Okay, I promise you!" Xiang Yu nodded lightly.

……

Just when YangMeng and Xiang Yu rushed to Qinling with the Dao stele, a small incident happened in the Wuliang Mountain thousands of miles away, a small incident aimed at YangMeng.

In the north of Wuliang Mountain, Hanjian Gate.

In the beautifully shaped conference hall, the headmaster Ji Wulun sat with a gloomy expression at the top, and on a row of carved pearwood chairs on the right of the bottom, Duan Xianqing and other junior disciples sat. As for the dozen or so seats on the left, there were There were only five or six gray-haired old men sitting there.

According to the rules of China for thousands of years, the left is the most respected. It is conceivable that these five or six old men should have a high status in Hanjianmen.

"Xianqing, tell me about the situation!" Ji Wulun said, looking at the puzzled expressions on everyone's faces.

"Yes, master!" Duan Xianqing stood up, first saluted the five or six old men sitting across from him as a junior, and then said: "Yesterday, my disciple was studying sword skills in the 'Yunjian Building'. Participating in the wonderful place, suddenly the cold air in the building was strong. The disciple was puzzled and followed the source of the cold air to the top floor of the 'Hiding Sword Pavilion'!"

Speaking of this, Duan Xianqing's face changed, and he continued in a low voice: "But I never thought that the source of the cold energy in the 'Hidden Sword Pavilion' turned out to be a 'Ice Sword'! A 'Ice Sword' broke It's broken in two!"

"Wow!"

Whether it was the dozen or so disciples of the same generation who were sitting on the same side as him, or the old men sitting opposite him, their complexions suddenly changed, and every one of them was filled with turbulent true energy. The appearance of Hansha is quite terrifying!
"Who? Whose 'Ice Sword'?" The most irritable disciple among the crowd, Li Changkong, the master of boy Xiaokong, looked at Duan Xianqing with a ferocious expression and said.

"It belongs to Shanying!" Ji Wulun, who was sitting at the top, said in a low voice.

"Little Junior Brother!"

"Little Eagle?"

Everyone's complexion changed immediately, and finally there was only a look of astonishment on their faces!
Among the disciples of this generation, He Shanying can be said to be the most talented. At the age of 30, he has already stepped into the peak of dark energy. Innate realm.

This is already extremely astonishing. You must know that in the entire Wuliang Mountain, whether it is Yinzong or Mingzong, although there are many sects, there are all masters who can cultivate to the pseudo-innate state.

Of course, the Cold Sword Sect is only a medium-sized sect, so naturally it cannot be compared with the top sects Taiji Sect and Wuji Sect.

The sect has lost such a potential disciple, how can this group of stubborn old men not be angry?

"Wulun, how do you take care of your disciples?" The old man who was sitting at the top on the left was the first to be furious.

Ji Wulun lowered his head and said regretfully, "Father, Wulun realized his mistake."

This old man is obviously Ji Wulun's biological father, Ji Fantian, the current Grand Elder of the Hanjian Sect.

Ji Fantian looked at his son angrily, and suddenly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, this is fate! It is God who prevents us from the rise of the Cold Sword Sect."

"Father..." Ji Wulun looked up at Ji Fantian, hesitant to speak.

Ji Fantian burst into anger and said: "Shut up, why do you still sit as the head of the sect if you can't manage it well? Now, as the Supreme Elder, I announce that Ji Wulun will be dismissed as the head of the sect, and Duan Xianqing, a disciple of the third generation, will temporarily replace him. After this incident is resolved, we will issue invitations to the various sects of Wuliang Mountain and hold a succession ceremony for the head of the sect!"

"Here, Master..." Duan Xianqing showed a look of distress.

"What, Xianqing, do you have any comments?" Ji Fantian looked at Duan Xianqing coldly and said.

Duanxian felt a sudden feeling in his heart, and said: "Disciple dare not!"

"Okay, I announce that the 'Dark Rats', led by Changkong, will all enter the secular world to contact Shanying's family and investigate this matter thoroughly. If the murderer who killed Shanying is found out, no matter who it is, we will kill it! Our Cold Sword Sect My disciple, you can't die in vain!" Ji Fantian's voice was full of murderous intent.

"Yes, Supreme Elder!" Li Changkong grinned, saluted and left.

Ji Wulun stared blankly at Li Changkong's disappearing figure, and murmured: "The mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building..."

……

Qinling.

This time Xiang Yu did not directly take Yang Meng and Wu Tian to the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor in Lishan Mountain, but came to a towering peak in Qinling Mountains.

From this majestic peak, which can be called the highest peak in the entire Qinling Mountains, you can clearly see the Qinling Mountains.

"Little fat man, is this the direction you mentioned?" YangMeng asked while looking at the little fat man sitting on the 'Dao Dao stele' on his back.

Qi Ling, whose original name was Chen Yu, climbed up from the coffin board, scanning his surroundings with a pair of extremely agile eyes.

After a while, he nodded and said, "You two elders, that's right, it's here."Elder Immortal, as long as you cooperate with me to release your true essence later, a gate of space will be formed on this mountain.As long as you open the door of space, behind the door is the core of the array, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor in Longding Mountain. '

'Okay, let's get started! "Xiang Yu nodded with his expression unchanged.

"Hmm!" The little fat man originally had a trace of fear on his face, but it turned into a dignified expression.

He plunged headlong into the body's "Dao Dao Stele", and through the bright light waves, he could vaguely see the young fat man sitting cross-legged, a pair of white and tender hands fluttering up and down, and a brilliant fluorescent light slowly flew out, Wrapped with the 'Dao Dao Stele', this space becomes extremely bright.

'Buzz! '

Suddenly, there was a light sound, and the space near the cliff trembled violently, followed by long or short tiny space cracks appeared one after another.

Very small space cracks, if you don't look carefully, ordinary people can't see them at all.

But who are YangMeng and Xiang Yu?The spiritual consciousness of the cultivator is no problem at all for capturing these tiny cracks.

YangMeng's face showed joy, he looked at Xiang Yu and said: "Senior, shall we release our true energy to cooperate with that little fat man and tear open the crack in space?"

Xiang Yu shook his head and said: "No, don't look at the little fat man who said he was pitiful, in fact, opening a space door is not difficult for him at all. Hmph, what will consume [-]% of his strength, fart! Do you really think that someone doesn't understand the characteristics of the 'Formation Dao Stele'?"

YangMeng was speechless for a while, he was really deceived by this little fat man's appearance.

But he can't blame him for this, after all, when he was in the fairy world in his previous life, he was exposed to the Dao Artifacts of Yuqing's lineage, and he had never seen the "Dao Dao Stele".

Just when he was depressed, those space cracks that appeared in a hurry suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the space returned to its original appearance.

"uh-huh!"'

In "The Stele of the Dao", the appearance of the little fat man has changed a little, and his chubby little face has a touch of haze.

"Elder Immortal, please release your true energy to help me!"

In the space at the top of the peak, the little fat man's slightly immature, but still loud voice sounded.

"Little Fatty, if you don't try your best, I will tell you to die right now!" Xiang Yu ignored him, but threw out a sentence with a cold expression, as if he was telling the most ordinary thing.

The little fat man's complexion changed, his dignified look turned ferocious, and an aura that was not weaker than that of a Jindan Stage cultivator rose from his small body.

"Why, can't you hold back after someone saw through the truth?" Xiang Yu sneered, "Do you believe that someone pulled out your primordial spirit and put it in the land of the Nine Serenities to burn it for hundreds of millions of years?"

"Crack!"

The 'Dao Dao Stele' began to tremble slightly, as if Xiang Yu's words had worked.

Within the 'Array Road Stele'.

"Damn it, damn it, how did this guy see through it?" The little fat man Chen Yu roared through gritted teeth, "Could it be that he has seen the 'Dao Dao Stele' before? Impossible, in this world it seems that only Let me, 'Penglai Yimai' belong to the sect of comprehension.'

"Have you thought about it yet? I'll give you another ten breaths of time to think about it. After ten breaths, I'm going to make a move!" Xiang Yu's trick has been tried and tested.

"No, I haven't avenged my master yet, so I can't die here. If you open the space door, you will have a chance to kill Yingzheng! Fight!" The little fat man weighed the pros and cons, and shouted to the outside: "Okay, I will help you!" You open the space door, but I also have conditions!"

"Now you are just our prisoner, and you are not qualified to negotiate terms with us." YangMeng said.

"Hmph, without my help, it would take a week even for you to get the 'Formation Dao Stele'." The little fat man broke the jar.

"I promise you!" Xiang Yu replied lightly.

The little fat man's eyes were red, and he said, "Okay, let's start!"

(End of this chapter)