All-Heavens Dream Plunderer

2021-06-03

Chapter 96 Illness

In the blink of an eye, it is March.

In the past three months, just as Wang Meng expected, although he did not manage the affairs of the gang on the surface, several smart incense owners had already moved towards him and gained his support. , intends to share better territory and more benefits in the gang.

Wang Meng is also just and honourable. He promoted these incense masters who were close to him to become Hall Masters, and let them check and balance each other.

He is a martial cultivator Buddha, who follows the rule of inaction.

At this time, a splendorous and majestic temple also rose from the ground, and it can be seen that Jiang’s blood was indeed caused by the construction of this temple.

Under the witness of many people, Wang Meng wrote the calligraphy and wrote the name – Jinshan Temple.

“This lineage of Sajia has always been a culture of escape from the world, but I am not afraid of your jokes. Sajia has always been six unclean, and wine and meat are indispensable.”

“It is wine and meat that pass through the intestines, Buddha If you keep it in your heart, avoid the world, or don’t do it, it’s secular practice!”

In this way, under the witness of the representatives sent by Jiang, Huo, etc., Wang Meng was able to set up a position and integrate into the future. This is Ru’an martial arts.

Become the host of Jinshan Temple, Wang Meng can also slowly start to cultivate the core Lifeless Sect disciple.

With Jinshan Temple as the core and Honghong Gang as the periphery, a simple shelf can be considered complete.

This framework is perfectly clear, no one would have thought it would be related to Lifeless Sect.

At this time, in the Jinshan Temple, Wang Meng was holding a Jie Dao in his hand, thinking of the Blade Technique of Abi Dao in his mind, and then he cut it out.

In an instant, the demonic energy was monstrous, and even Wang Meng’s eyes were red, and he felt crazy all over his body.

Blade Intent fills up and the air bursts.

A deep trace of up to three inches appeared on the Yanfeng Stone ten feet away.

Yanfeng Stone is a very special kind of stone, extremely hard, which was specially found by Wang Meng to explore the depth of his own strength.

The expert of Returning To Origin Realm is also difficult to leave too many traces.

However, when the Abi Dao knife came out, it immediately left a three-inch knife mark, which was already a knife that reached the Grandmaster Realm.

It is indeed a magic knife!

Dream Butterfly started to work immediately, and the cool Power of Mind rippled like an autumn wave, gradually calming the madness in my heart.

Wang Meng’s eyes gradually returned to calm, spat out one mouthful of impure air, felt that True Qi in his body had been pulled bits and pieces, and immediately sighed, “It is indeed a magic sword, three swords in hell. .”

This Avician Blade Technique has a total of three knives. According to legend, it is the Blade Technique that killed the demons in hell after the Buddha was enchanted.

Of course, in fact, there is no such fantasy, but the true meaning of the demon path is extremely crazy and tyrannical, and ordinary people can’t hold it back at all.

When Wang Yuelian handed over this Blade Technique to Wang Meng, she told him to pay attention to the dangers.

It’s best to absorb some of the best of it, don’t get addicted to it.

This Blade Technique is very demanding on the temperament.

Wang Meng wouldn’t have dared to try it if he hadn’t had the Dream Butterfly Technique.

“But having said that, although this Blade Technique makes people lose their minds, it is really amazing formidable power.”

“I have the dream butterfly technique to suppress, but it can be used when necessary. It can only be used as a killing move.”

It can only be used as a killing move, a sword is strong, True Qi consumes bits and pieces, and the next sword is bound to atrophy.

Of course, Wang Meng’s more idea is to integrate this magic knife into his Blade Technique, but this is not a small project, it can only be done slowly.

……

Nanyu Mansion, Wang Yuelian received a letter from Wang Meng, and when she saw the narrative, she immediately smiled.

“Last time I was a Taoist priest, this time I was a monk again. Could it be Court Eunuch next time? This smiley brat is like going the way of the original Holy Mother again.”

Looking at the various operational procedures in this letter, Wang Yuelian pondered for a while, and then nodded.

“It’s a good idea. Putting everything on the surface is even more suspicious.”

“I didn’t see the wrong person. Put up the shelf.”

Imagine Wang Meng’s appearance at the moment, Wang Yuelian smiled again: “I’ll go there in a few days to see how this kid looks like a bald donkey.”

……

Chaozhou Prefecture, in the southern Hunan water.

A small sailboat floats in the waves, and a middle-aged man in simple clothes sits in the boat with his eyes closed and drifts along the river.

The waves around it are obviously very big, and the boat seems to be a boat like a leftover leaf, fluttering about to fall.

But the man sat very firmly, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth seemed to have no influence on him.

I don’t know how long it took, the blazing sun rose and fell in the sky, and the stars alternated.

The man had been sitting quietly, without eating or drinking. If it weren’t for the melodious breathing, people would have thought it was a mummified corpse.

It was another round of dusk, and the man finally opened his eyes, only to see that there was not the slightest Divine Light in his eyes, everything was so ordinary,

The eyes Bland and unremarkable, so are the facial features, and even more so in clothing.

Perhaps he was an ordinary person.

The man muttered, “It’s time to go back.”

With that, the man stepped out of the boat, standing barefoot in the river, stepping out step by step.

The surface of the river is still full of turbulent waves, but each step of the man is calm and tranquil.

He walked very slowly, each step was clearly visible, but in the blink of an eye, the man’s silhouette disappeared on the river.

Above the river, dozens of tall shipbuildings, hundreds of ships, with countless flags flying on them – sick!

Sick flag!

Everyone in Jianghu should know the meaning – Caobang!

It is the Cao Gang under the eight major gangs in the world.

The man’s silhouette emerged, clearly on the river for a moment before, several hundred meters away, but with the next step, it suddenly appeared on the tall ship building.

He stands tall and straight on the sails.

Countless gang members with yellow turbans on their heads looked at the tall silhouette.

His eyes were full of excitement and fiery, he knelt on the ground and called out in unison.

“Meet the Gang Lord!”

“Meet the Gang Lord!”

The identity of the man is about to be revealed – the leader of the Cao Gang is ill.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Bing Qianqiu’s eyes did not change, and he took another step and entered the ship building directly.

At this time, inside the ship building, a young man with a face like jade, wearing a golden crown and a gold silk carp robe, looking heroic and uncommon martial heroism, cups one fist in slightly against the sick. the other hand.

“father!”

Sick Qianqiu nodded slightly, then glanced at the young man again.

Obviously it was a dull gaze, but in an instant, the young man only felt that his whole body was being seen through.

Sick Qianqiu opened the mouth lightly and said: “The entrance to the entrance is a good thing, there is still progress, don’t be dragged down by a person’s third-ranked reputation.”

The young man suddenly solemnly opened the mouth and said: “child understands.”

(end of this chapter)