Chapter 207: 207 Dust Settled (Part 1)

Chapter 207: 207 Dust Settled (Part 1)

The whistling wind kept blowing behind him, and the clothes swayed and rolled.

The huge black ruler in Tie Xiuluo's hand was almost deformed by him.

He was running fast.

The houses on both sides of Hushan Town were quickly left behind by him.

The flow of people and horses on the official road became more and more sparse with the distance.

Suddenly, he turned to the left, rushed down the official road, and crashed into the vast and endless grassland.

On the prairie plain with withered yellow grass leaves, there are only groups of antelope and elk walking slowly with their heads down.

Weeds that are half a person's height swayed with the wind and made waves.

Tie Xiuluo ran wildly, constantly knocking out passages in the weeds.

'Yuxu Palace!! The Daoists are not completely divided at all! They lied to everyone outside! '

Iron Shura used to come from that era.

He is very clear that in that era, the rise of the gods, the strong contend for hegemony, and each hegemony-level force has a powerful god sitting behind it.

And Daoism, at that time, was divided into two branches because of differences in philosophy and worship of gods.

One is Yuxu Palace and the other is Tianbao Palace.

Since then, the two have been fighting each other and fighting each other.

Then there was internal chaos. The power of Taoism is weak, and there is no strength in ten, and it can only be attached to the Lingting after all.

Afterwards, Lingting swept across all directions, and all of them had the full support of Daoism, Zhenyi Sect, and Buddhism.

Only in this way can a great cause be achieved so quickly.

The faction that originally thought that the Yuxu Palace had a more brutal ideology has long since disappeared in the long river of history because of the great unification.

But I didn't expect that it was quietly integrated by the current Taoist head teacher.

In this short moment, during the time of running away with all his strength, Tie Xiuluo thought a lot.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the water behind Daoism was as deep as Buddhism.

Everyone thought about it before, thinking that Daoism had long since lost its former strength, but they didn't expect

puff!

Suddenly, Tie Xiuluo paused, and cold sweat seeped out of his face.

He looks around.

Hushan Town is still behind!

It was exactly the same as when he just turned down the official road.

But the problem is, he has obviously left the officialdom for a few minutes!

Such a long time is enough for him to run at least two miles!

But why.

Why is he still here! ? ? Behind him is less than a hundred meters away from Hushan Town?

Tie Xiuluo stopped abruptly, and a chill rose from his heart.

He looked around carefully, checking his surroundings constantly.

There was silence around him, and people could still be seen coming and going in Hushan Town behind him, but no one even cast a single glance in this direction.

"This is... Mist!?"

His voice was suppressed, and his muscles were tightly tensed, ready to deal with attacks from any angle at any time.

He suddenly understood that entering the legendary mist of Yuxu Palace meant that no matter how he escaped, he would not be able to escape.

You can't see it from the outside, but everything really happens here.

"It seems you know a lot."

A cold voice came from the side.

Ming Yuan didn't know when, he was already standing side by side with him, looking at the sky in the distance.

The clouds in the sky are like ladders, the setting sun is falling, and the breeze is like a furnace. You can feel the summer breeze just by standing still.

"Can you let me go?"

Tie Xiuluo didn't want to die, he had lived for so many years, but he didn't enjoy enough life, so he didn't want to just die here inexplicably.

"What do you think?" Ming Yuan raised his hand, with traces of blood still remaining on the fingertips.

"hehe."

Tie Xiuluo finally gave up his illusions, holding the metal black ruler with both hands.

"It seems that Monk Hongyan has died in your hands, since that's the case."

hiss.

In an instant, his whole body swelled and swelled, his muscles became bigger, and his skin was full of blood vessels and veins, and his whole body was enlarged by a small circle.

A ferocious roar like a sea beast roared out of his mouth.

In an instant, he jumped up, his body was already bigger than Ming Yuan, holding a black ruler in his hand, he hit him head on.

The black ruler cut through the air, bringing out white air waves and screams, and crashed down.

boom! ! !

Amidst the whistling sound, the black ruler was blocked by a sharp finger covered with silver scales.

Ming Yuan stared at him coldly.

"Jade Sea Dragon God?"

Boom!

With a flick of your fingertips.

Amidst the loud noise, Tie Xiuluo suddenly flew upside down as if hit by a train, hit the ground hard, and rolled out of potholes of various sizes.

"Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, everything is false."

Ming Yuan walked forward slowly.

Swish!

Once again, Tie Shura rose from the ground, turned into a white line and charged again.

He roared angrily, grabbed the black ruler and hit Ming Yuan like a storm.

Each of his blows already has a terrifying strength far exceeding that of the ninth rank, and his speed is even more astonishing.

But that's the offense.

The black ruler that was almost waved into a phantom.

In front of Ming Yuan, it was like a baby waving a toy, being blocked one by one by his outstretched index finger.

Dangdangdangdang's impact was like rain hitting plantains, endlessly.

Ming Yuan stood indifferently in the middle, allowing the opponent to attack from all directions.

No matter what tricks, no matter what angle, he is just one finger from the beginning to the end.

The sparks generated by the little impact slowly drifted down around him. Coupled with his still neat black robes, he has a stern face.

If there were no weeds that were affected by the turmoil, perhaps this would be a pretty beautiful picture.

but.

Ming Yuan paused suddenly, and flung his hand casually.

Boom! !

There was a bang, and a figure flew far away following his flick.

Tie Xiuluo was like a rag, he threw it heavily and hit the ground.

But the pain of the fall was insignificant to him. The key point was that the spiritual meridians in his body that he relied on for survival were undergoing strange changes at this moment.

"You!!?" Tie Xiuluo struggled to get up and run away.

But he couldn't move anymore.

All the spiritual channels in his body trembled spontaneously like a convulsion at this moment, and began to rebel.

All the thin silver metal wires moved from his body one after another, and drilled out from under the skin. Like running water.

These lines run along the ground, climb to the edge of Taoist Mingyuan's boots, change color, cling to, and blend into it.

And at the moment when these lines were completely disappeared, Tie Shura on the ground gradually lost his voice.

At this time, Hushan Town, around Baixin Restaurant.

Those subordinates of Tie Xiuluo who were in ambush also began to be surrounded by groups of people in different clothes, quietly attacked and took them away.

These are just the subordinates of ordinary masters, and they have no way to fight against the hidden power inside the Taoism.

In a blink of an eye, they were ruled out in all odds.

The very few remaining, even if they were not eliminated, panicked and fled.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang slowly came to Baixin Building, looked up at the messy windows on the floor, and frowned.

He didn't go in right away.

From the very beginning, he was very clear about the bunch of reasons given by Master Chongxuan, a bunch of reasons about his aptitude.

In fact, they are all fake.

After all, he is not a fool, and he came back to his senses in a blink of an eye.

Especially after verifying the actual situation of many disciples in the sect, it became clearer that Chongxuan was just fooling him back then.

Therefore, he already knew what his literary skills were like in the sect.

And such qualifications can leave Tianbao Palace at will.

"Uncle Mingyuan?" Suddenly, he turned around and looked at a figure not far behind him.

The man's face was cold, he was dressed in a black Taoist robe, he was obviously Ming Yuan who had been following him before.

Ming Yuan nodded slightly at him, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Zhang Rongfang watched him leave without speaking.

He didn't know what this nodding meant, but he knew very well that Ming Yuan was most likely the expert who was sent here to protect him.

This is one of the reasons why he dared to go out alone.

Flicking his sleeves, he strode towards Baixin Restaurant.

There are sparse diners inside, some are constantly fighting for wine, some are talking softly, and some are eating simple dishes alone.

Some even brought maidservants and servants to set up a table with big fish and meat.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Rongfang asked Xiaoer himself, and then walked towards the Feitian room on the third floor.

puff.

Suddenly, a slender woman who was hurrying down the stairs seemed to have tripped and fell towards him.

Zhang Rongfang dodged subconsciously, but unexpectedly the other party reached out and stuffed something into his hand.

He looked down and saw that it was a long strip wrapped in gray cloth, about the size of a finger.

Zhang Rongfang was about to throw away something, but suddenly a golden light flickered in front of his eyes.

That is the feather talisman of the Golden Wing Tower!

He stopped his hand, and when he looked at the other party again, he was nowhere to be seen.

Standing on the stairs, he paused and hid the thing in his sleeve.

"Go, don't go, don't get in the way!" The other guests came from behind impatiently.

Zhang Rongfang remained calm and continued to step up.

But that thing aroused his curiosity.

He is not afraid of poison, and he wears special gloves on his hands to prevent the toxins that come into contact with the skin on the surface.

That thing was also wrapped in cloth, obviously to prevent others from discovering it.

The woman also used the feather talisman of the Golden Wing Building to lower her vigilance.

Following the sound of footsteps, Zhang Rong was quickly led to the Feitian room on the third floor.

Pushing open the door, it was empty and there was nothing there.

Zhang Rongfang didn't care too much, after entering, he found a seat and sat down.

Let Xiaoer serve some wine and food.

He started to eat slowly.

Close the door.

Only then did he take out the thing he had just obtained and put it on the table.

Pulling off the wrapped gray cloth, inside is a black metal key with gold thread patterns.

There is also a line of writing on the cloth strip.

The handwriting is beautiful and neat, and the size ratio is almost the same.

'From now on, only believe in yourself. Don't be afraid.'

"This handwriting." Zhang Rongfang frowned. Now that he has broken through to Super Grade, his memory is much better than before.

I recognized it at a glance, it seemed to be the handwriting of the goddess Tongzhang.

Picking up the key again, he examined it carefully, only to find that the gold thread on the key seemed to be drawing a fine map.

On the pitch-black surface of the key, golden lines meandered and flowed, and there was an obvious red spot on one side.

Seeing this, Zhang Rongfang suddenly remembered a decryption method he had seen in the Golden Wing Building.