20demayo Chapter 139
Chapter 139
Help Wuyazi find a confidant who can crack the Zhenlong chess game and fulfill his long-cherished wish.
This may be a lie for others, but Ding Chunqiu doesn't believe it at all.
At the beginning, he knocked Wuyazi off the cliff and beat Su Xinghe without any chance to fight back. Su Xinghe had no choice but to dismiss his eight disciples and pretended to be deaf and blind for thirty years.
Today, he set up the Zhenlong chess game and even stopped pretending to be deaf and dumb.
How could he not guess that Su Xinghe was planning to help Wuyazi get revenge?
Su Xinghe's martial arts skills were not good, and he could only seek revenge with the help of others. Now that Yue Zhuoqun was allowed to enter the bamboo house alone, he immediately became alert.
"Brother, there won't be the old thief's martial arts secrets in that bamboo house, right?"
The more Ding Chunqiu thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.
He knew the mystery of the Beiming Divine Art very well. It could absorb the enemy's skills for his own use without any hidden dangers.
He attacked Wuyazi with the idea of plotting the Beiming Divine Art.
Unfortunately, he didn't find it in the end. He could only refer to Xiao Wuxiang Gong and create a method of transforming internal energy with poison.
If someone gets Beiming Divine Art and absorbs other people's internal energy to improve their strength, it will take less than two years for them to reach the point of threatening him.
And the young man in front of him was not weak in martial arts, so he didn't dare to let him succeed.
Su Xinghe's face sank, and he stood up and jumped off the stone: "Young friend, just go into the bamboo house, I will stop Ding Chunqiu."
It's about Wuyazi's inheritance, even if he fights for life and death, he has to delay until Yue Zhuoqun receives the internal energy.
After saying that, he was about to attack Ding Chunqiu, but was stopped by Yue Zhuoqun:
"Don't bother, I'll deal with Ding Chunqiu first and then enter the bamboo house."
Ding Chunqiu was shocked and couldn't help laughing:
"You are so arrogant, kid. Although your move of pulling people through the air just now was good, how can you be a match for the old immortal's transformation method. The bamboo house is related to the inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect, you can't get involved."
Before he finished speaking, he had already swung the feather fan in his hand, and the strong internal force mixed with the fishy smell hit Yue Zhuoqun's chest.
Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts are exquisite, powerful, and graceful.
Ding Chunqiu integrated poison into his martial arts, which made him more lethal, but his graceful posture did not change at all.
But Yue Zhuoqun has many unique skills, so how could he take his methods seriously?
As soon as he raised his palm, the spiral internal force was entangled between his five fingers. Once it touched Ding Chunqiu's attack, the poisonous internal force was dispersed.
Ding Chunqiu's pupils shrank, and he saw that this move was the same as the one performed by Ah Zhu, but it was more than ten times more sophisticated and powerful.
His mind raced, and he realized that the martial arts of the young man in front of him was far beyond his imagination. He immediately put away his contempt, and his palms flew and danced, attacking Yue Zhuoqun's acupoints.
In a few breaths, he had already made seven moves, so fast that people couldn't keep up with his eyes.
However, Yue Zhuoqun's fingers moved together, and he used his fingers to represent the sword to instantly break all his seven moves.
He only felt a sharp pain in his palm, and his palm was pierced by the sword energy condensed on Yue Zhuoqun's sword finger, leaving two bloody holes.
"Dali Duan Clan, Six Meridians Divine Sword!"
Ding Chunqiu's heart trembled, and he never thought that Yue Zhuoqun actually had this martial art.
Fearful, he subconsciously wanted to retreat.
But Yue Zhuoqun's palm reached out and held his arm tightly.
Buzz!
An irresistible attraction came from the five fingers, and Ding Chunqiu's Dantian internal force surged out uncontrollably and flowed into Yue Zhuoqun's body.
"You, you have learned the Beiming Divine Art!"
If recognizing the Six Meridians Divine Sword was a tremor in the heart, then at this moment, it was a heart-breaking moment.
In an emergency, he forcedly activated the power transformation method to dissolve Yue Zhuoqun's attracting internal force.
But his martial arts was fused with poison gas, so how could he dissolve the pure Taoist internal force of Wanshou Daozang Gong? As soon as he came into contact, he was disintegrated by the impact, and could only let his internal force be absorbed by Yue Zhuoqun.
Ding Chunqiu was not young, with white hair and beard, but he was not ugly.
With silver hair flying, feather fan and scarf, he looked a bit like an old immortal from a distance.
However, as his inner strength was sucked away, his shiny and flowing silver hair became dry and frizzy, and his face was covered with wrinkles.
His eyes were replaced by fear, and he begged for mercy loudly: "I was wrong, please forgive me once."
Yue Zhuoqun had a sneer on his lips, completely unmoved, and continued to absorb his skills.
Seeing that there was no hope of begging for mercy, he could only turn his eyes to Su Xinghe not far away: "Brother, please... please let me go, I know I was wrong, and I am willing to kneel down and repent in front of my master's grave..."
Su Xinghe had been looking forward to this day for a long time, so how could he be soft-hearted? His face was full of excitement: "This thief has done many evil things, you don't have to be soft-hearted, just suck his inner strength dry."
"You, you..." Ding Chunqiu's heart was completely desperate.
But after a dozen breaths, his body was empty, most of his hair fell off, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was thin.Like firewood.
"Hahaha, it's God's will, it's God's will!"
Su Xinghe burst into tears, bowed to Yue Zhuoqun, and said with emotion: "I thought that you could only deal with Ding Chunqiu, the evil villain, after you entered the bamboo house. I didn't expect that you got the Beiming magic skill early and helped Master to avenge first. Is this the destiny of every bite and every drink?"
Yue Zhuoqun smiled slightly: "I got the inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect by chance some time ago, and dealing with Ding Chunqiu is just a return of favor."
"Okay, okay, this is really God's eyes. Please take Ding Chunqiu into the bamboo house."
Su Xinghe finally calmed down and stretched out his hand to signal again.
Yue Zhuoqun said no more, picked up the old Ding Chunqiu and walked into the bamboo house.
The bamboo house was built against the stone wall, very simple, and there was a stone door on the stone wall at the back wall, tightly closed.
He stepped forward and pushed with his palm, and the stone door weighing hundreds of pounds slowly opened.
Inside was a stone cave that spread out inwards. At the end, there was a dim candlelight and a figure was sitting in the air.
"The destined person has finally come."
The figure spoke, his voice was melodious but he could not hide his excitement.
Ding Chunqiu, who was held in Yue Zhuoqun's hand, trembled and said in shock: "Old, old thief, you are not dead yet? No... Master, I know my mistake..."
"Traitor, shut up!"
The figure was Wuyazi, one of the three elders of Xiaoyao.
His body seemed to be sitting in the air, but when he got closer, he could see clearly that it was a rope hanging from his head, hanging him in the air.
He was attacked by Ding Chunqiu and fell off the cliff. Fortunately, he survived, but his limbs were broken and his spinal cord was injured. He became a disabled person and could only live in this cave.
Seeing Ding Chunqiu again, hatred surged in his heart, and the momentum spread from his body, shaking the air in the cave.
I saw the air surge, a sleeve fluttering, and the invisible force instantly pulled Ding Chunqiu's body over, and he knelt in front of him.
"Evil disciple, you blasphemed the master's wife and plotted against the master. Have you ever thought that you would end up like this today?"
The master who was thought to have been dead for 30 years appeared alive in front of him. Ding Chunqiu was frightened and kowtowed frantically: "Master, I know I was wrong. Please spare my life. I am willing to stay with you in the future to make up for the sins I committed."
"The sins you committed can only be offset by death."
Wuyazi used to be such a cool person. In the past 30 years, he has become disabled and hid in a stone cave like a lonely ghost. How could he let go of the hatred accumulated in his heart so easily?
Over the years, I don't know how many ways I have imagined to torture Ding Chunqiu and vent my anger.
Just looking at Ding Chunqiu, who has lost all his martial arts and is getting old, those punishments suddenly feel boring.
"Forget it. After all, we are master and disciple. I will give you a quick death!"
Bang!
The empty sleeve suddenly hit Ding Chunqiu's forehead, sending him flying several meters away. He died on the spot with blood gushing from all his orifices.