Chapter 382 Ice Hell

Zhang Liang felt that he was wronged. As a descendant of Huang Shigong, he inherited Jiang Taigong's extraordinary escape skills, but he died of embarrassment in a small town like Daliang City. How could he not feel aggrieved?

In the outside world, a guy like Cui Yu could kill ten people even if he had an innate spiritual treasure.

But when he got here, he could only be beaten to death.

He just wants a little bit of innate breath to completely perfect the foundation of his holy path. What's wrong with him?

Cui Yu held the rope, Zhang Liang's eyes were filled with sadness, but he did not resist in vain.

However, it turned out that Zhang Liang was overthinking, and Cui Yu just continued to lock Zhang Liang up with a rope.

"Since you don't kill me, why don't you let me go? As long as you let me go, I will never embarrass you. When I meet you in the future, I will definitely stay away." Zhang Liang looked at Cui Yu with eyes full of joy. have no choice.

Cui Yu took Zhang Liang and supported the old Confucian scholar back to Baicaotang.

At this time, Baicaotang was filled with blood, corpses were everywhere, and there was no one in the courtyard.

"What a tragedy! In just this battle, the foundation of Haoran's lineage has been reduced by at least 80%. In the future, it will be even harder for Haoran's lineage to survive under the hands of all the princes in the world." Zhang Liang kept sighing as he looked at the corpses.

Cui Yu shook his head and could only do it himself to sort out the corpses.

After just a few tidying up, Cui Yu suddenly turned to look at Zhang Liang who was standing aside. He simply walked over and tore off the rope on Zhang Liang's body. Then he pointed at the body on the ground and said, "Go to work!"

"You asked me to work?" Zhang Liang looked at Cui Yu in disbelief: "Do you know who I am?"

"Do you want to do it or not?" Wang Yi was gearing up.

"Do it!" Zhang Liang's expression changed, and he went to clean up the bodies on the ground.

Cui Yu grabbed the well water directly, and saw a water dragon flying out of the well water, constantly washing away the blood stains in the yard.

Seeing that Cui Yu could actually use his magical powers in the penalty area, Zhang Liangtong shrank and said, "Then Chen Lu's death was not unjust."

"Brother, the former headmaster of the Haoran lineage, unexpectedly died in your hands." Zhang Liang said with emotion.

"Not only him, but also you will die in my hands." Cui Yu looked at Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang's face collapsed: "That's not the case. Asking the mind and discussing the Tao is a means for us to learn from each other. The comparison is with the Tao mind. I am also helping the old Confucian students hone the meaning of the scriptures."

The old Confucian scholar stood in the courtyard and looked at Cui Yu's methods with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He was obviously curious as to why Cui Yu could use his magical powers here.

You must know that the magical power Cui Yu used at this time was obviously not the method of Ding Haizhu.

It's a pity that everyone is very sensible and did not ask Cui Yu's secrets.

Cui Yu put his hands in his sleeves and stood in the yard adjusting his breath and constantly exercising his internal organs. He planned to leave Daliang City in a few days and go to Dayu Kingdom to find Xiang Caizhu.

Go and see the mountains and rivers further away and experience this gorgeous and colorful world.

"When you leave Daliang City, you must temper your internal organs." Cui Yu set a small goal for himself.

"Ahem!"

While Cui Yu was deep in thought, Zhang Liang went to move a corpse on the ground. Hearing the corpse cough violently, Zhang Liang staggered and fell into a pool of blood.

Gao Dachong stood up staggeringly from the pool of blood, his eyes full of anger, and his voice filled with anger, resounding throughout the courtyard: "Chen Luxiu, go away! Give back the lives of people from my Haoran lineage."

Tall Cong's palms were supported on the ground with iron rods, and his eyes were staring into the void, filled with anger.

When he saw the old Confucian scholar waiting for a group of people in the courtyard, he couldn't help but relax for a while. His body went limp and he knelt down, using an iron rod to support his body: "Senior brother, where is the Chen Lu dog thief?"

The old Confucian scholar looked at Gao Dachong and saw that there were more than a dozen wounds on Gao Dachong's body, and half of his face on the left side had been cut off. He couldn't help but feel horrified and moved: "Junior brother, don't worry, the evil thief Chen Lu has been killed. "

"Telling Chen Lu to run away? It's a shame that I'm not strong enough, otherwise...what? Chen Lu is dead?" Gao Dachong was halfway through his words when he couldn't help but froze, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about?" Gao Dachong asked again.

"The traitor Chen Lu has been executed, and the disciples of our sect have avenged their blood." The old Confucian scholar had tears in his eyes.

After hearing what the old Confucian scholar said, Gao Dachong's eyes were full of disbelief: "Then Chen Lu has an innate spiritual treasure in Daliang City, who can kill him?"

Chen Lu died, what should he do?

Far away in a vast swamp with thousands of miles of smoke, the sky was gray, and drizzle kept dripping, soaking Chen Sheng's clothes.

At this time, Chen Sheng was wearing a bamboo hat and standing on the Daze Lake, like a statue, standing quietly with a fishing rod in his hand.

"Sir, everything is ready. Zhang Jiao has sent a message that you can start an uprising. As long as you start an uprising, all the noble families and nobles will cooperate with you, and all kinds of resource experts will be dispatched one by one. They will definitely ensure that You broke into Haojing." The steward came to Chen Sheng's side: "The map of the Great Zhou Dynasty that you asked Taiping Dao to prepare a few days ago has been delivered. When do you think we will send troops to Haojing?"

The steward handed over a roll of leather in his hand.

Chen Sheng held the leather scroll, his eyes full of weirdness: "Who said I would send troops to Hao Jing?"

The steward was stunned when he heard this.

Not sending troops to Beijing?

"What do you think if I send troops to Yuyang, seize Yuyang's territory, and establish myself as a prince?" Chen Sheng said with a smile.

When the steward heard this, his face turned pale with fright: "By doing this, you are teasing the princes and Taipingdao. I'm afraid that group of people won't let you go."

Chen Sheng smiled proudly after hearing this: "So what? I received a letter from my brother. My brother has been enthroned and has received the innate divine sword to protect the Tao. In the future, my Chen family will no longer be a small family that can be manipulated by others. As long as my brother Seize the control of Haoran's lineage, and then complete the entire Haoran lineage for me, and then I will be able to rise to the top and become the largest prince in the world."

Chen Sheng's voice was full of pride: "The world is about to be in chaos. It's a good time for our generation to show off our ambitions! When a man is born in the world, would he rather have a seed?"

Just as he was talking, the void in front of him suddenly distorted, and Chen Lu's sword passed through the rain curtain, and pierced Chen Sheng's eyebrows under Chen Sheng's horrified eyes.

A red beam of light suddenly erupted from Chen Sheng's body. The red beam of light exuded a thick smell of blood and instantly penetrated the sea of ​​clouds, making the vast swamp a thousand miles away ablaze.

"Master!"

The steward screamed, and instantly it turned into blood and exploded.

With Chen Sheng as the center, a radius of fifty miles turned into a blood-red country.

"The sky sends murderous intentions, and the stars shift. The earth sends murderous intentions, and dragons and snakes rise from the ground. Human beings send murderous intentions, and the world is turned upside down. I am the source and beginning of the calamity!" Chen Sheng stood in a pool of blood, and the whole person and the environment were in unprecedented harmony:

"If my destiny is not exhausted and my energy is endless, no one can kill me."

"Gather the murderous intentions of the world and prove the truth through killing!" Chen Lu stood by the lake and looked at the blood-red lake water under his feet. Then all the blood floated up and poured back into Chen Sheng's body.

"Brother!

! There was a trace of sadness in Chen Sheng's voice: "Child Cui Yu, I will never let you go." "

"In this case, I will first destroy the Yuyang Kingdom, and then continue to invade. I will use thousands of troops and horses to defeat it with the power of fate." Chen Sheng suddenly flicked his sleeves, turned and left: "Cui Yu! Dayu Kingdom! I will wipe you out."

At the moment when Chen Sheng awakened to his destiny, Cui Yu in Daliang City couldn't help but trembled. He raised his head and looked around in confusion: Who is calling my name?

Looking at the old Confucian scholar aside and Gao Dacong who was having a lively chat with the old Confucian scholar, Cui Yu felt bored:

"We still have a long way to go if we want to take Haoran Academy into our hands. Gao Dacong cannot be left here! This house knows my secret and must be removed. I killed Chen Lu, which is considered a great achievement. Now Haoran's lineage is leaderless... .”

Just as thousands of thoughts were flashing in Cui Yu's mind, there was a sound of footsteps, and Gao Dachong was seen approaching: "Junior Brother Cui Yu."

Cui Yu looked at Gao Dachong coldly, standing there expressionless.

"It was my fault for robbing your shop before. I apologize to you here." Gao Dacong's posture was very low.

Looking at the groveling Gao Dacong, Cui Yu frowned: "Uncle is the elder of the sect, so there is no reason to apologize to me."

"It is precisely because I am the elder of the division that I have to apologize to you. As an elder, I did not give you a group of juniors a good start and set an example. I really shouldn't have! I hope we can just smile and forget our kindness. Grudge, don't bear grudge against me in the future." Gao Dachong left in a hurry after finishing his words.

"What does he mean?" Cui Yu was puzzled as he looked at Gao Dachong's leaving figure.

Gao Dachong went to summon a group of disciples to sort out the countless corpses, and Haoran's family began to prepare for the funeral.

Gao Dachong was busy and active, and soon won the hearts of countless disciples of Haoran's lineage.

"The older generation of disciples in the Haoran lineage are now scared to death, and the new generation of disciples are embarrassed. In addition, this person's performance in fighting Chen Lu in the courtyard made the few remaining seniors satisfied. I'm afraid that the orthodoxy of the Haoran lineage will fall into his hands in the future." Wang Yi walked over with some sourness.

Looking at Wang Yi, Cui Yu was thoughtful: "Why, you also want to be the head coach?"

"The forbidden area was built by the master, what does it have to do with him? This Daliang City should belong to the master!" Wang Yi said angrily: "The master has endured hardship for decades without their help, but now everyone has jumped out to pick peaches."

Cui Yu didn't say much. There was no rush to seize Haoran's lineage.

The Haoran lineage is in a lot of trouble now. Not to mention the matter of Shenmomi, even the suppression of the Li lineage is enough for them to drink.

All the monks who had seen the Saint Li did not want to face the behemoth of Saint Li's lineage at its peak.

Cui Yu is very busy and has many things to do. Cultivation and refining the innate divine sword all require time.

It also takes time to digest the heritage of your own small world.

Cui Yu felt that the whirlpool in Daliang City was getting bigger and bigger, and he would be involved if he was not careful.

Under the big tree

Zhang Liang hung on the tree boredly, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

Cui Yu saw everyone in the yard busy with their own business, so he quietly came to Zhang Liang.

The two looked at each other, Zhang Liang said nothing and closed his eyes.

Cui Yu looked at Zhang Liang, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, and knew in his heart that he had offended him deeply.

Zhang Liangnai was born into a noble family, but he was so ruined by a group of cheap men of his own. The hatred in his heart could not be washed away even if he poured out all the rivers and lakes.

He actually wanted to kill Zhang Liang with one sword. If he killed Zhang Liang, the old Confucian scholar would definitely fall into a passive position.

It is said that Zhang Liang's master, Huang Shigong, became a saint three thousand years ago and became a saint in the line of Qi practitioners. His cultivation was unfathomable and he was the true disciple of Jiang Taigong.

Zhang Liang even accepted the imperial edict and forced the old Confucian scholar, this sub-sage, to explode. It is simply unimaginable to what extent Huang Shigong had reached.

"Are you a saint?" Cui Yu came to Zhang Liang and looked at Zhang Liang quietly with his eyes.

Zhang Liang's face darkened. If becoming a saint was so easy, why would the lineage of Li saints go to great lengths to kill them all?

"No."

But under the low eaves, I had to lower my head, so I had no choice but to reply.

Cui Yu nodded when he heard this, staring at Zhang Liang with his eyes, which made Zhang Liang's hair stand on end: "What do you think I am doing?"

"I have a magical power called: Ice Hell Realm." Cui Yu said.

This is the magical power he realized after understanding Gonggong's bloodline and being inspired by the Dinghai Divine Pearl.

"What is that?" Zhang Liang had already noticed something was wrong.

Cui Yu stretched out his palm, and the cold air in his palm condensed into a ball, turning into a complex pattern that continued to swim in his palm.

Before Zhang Liang could react, Cui Yu had already slapped the opponent on the back of the head. The ice runes were imprinted on Zhang Liang's body like a tattoo and spread all over his body.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Liang looked at Cui Yu with horrified eyes and struggled desperately.

He could sense that the cold air was so unique that it actually penetrated along the pores of his skin, penetrated into his blood, and poured into his acupuncture points, and then invaded his three souls and seven souls along the acupoints.

Cui Yu did not answer, but looked at the tattoo on Zhang Liang's back with his eyes, smiled proudly, turned around and walked into the house.

The Ice Hell is a unique magical method of the Witch Clan, a trick used specifically to detain prisoners.

Cui Yu silently recited the spell and pointed at the small courtyard, and then a strange opportunity was embedded in the void.

Once trapped in this ice hell, as long as you escape, you will be attacked by the cold air and then sealed by the ice of the ice hell.

In the Ice Hell, people must live in a place with fire and sunshine forever, otherwise they will be invaded by the Ice Hell, turned into an ice statue, and fall into the Ice Hell to sleep forever.

And now this small courtyard is the ice hell set up by Cui Yu.

"Remember, don't tell my secret, otherwise..." A sneer appeared on Cui Yu's lips. What we have to do now is to figure out how to kill Gao Dachong without leaving any trace!

He had already thought about it, so he wrote it with the Seven Arrows of Nail Head.

Looking at Cui Yu's back, Zhang Liang wanted to curse.

He just wants to get a little bit of innate breath, why should he be treated like this?

What's wrong with him?

It's the old Confucian scholar who has a problem with his Taoism. What does it have to do with him?

Zhang Liang felt that his family was very innocent, very innocent!