Chapter 89: Inheritors of the Four Great Sacred Arts
Volume 1 Fantasy Journey Chapter 89 Inheritors of the Four Sacred Arts
The middle-aged man who suddenly appeared on the street was named Fu Chao. He was the contact person arranged by Aoshi Villa to engage in secret work in Huoyan City. Xue Mengling was not familiar with these people, but she just made a special effort to memorize this place before coming to Huoyan City.
After looking at the contact's portrait, she realized that this middle-aged man was the person she wanted to see.
In order to deceive others, Xue Mengling and others have not contacted Fu Chao for so long since they came to Huoyan City. The reason is to give Fu Chao more time to explore a series of things happening in the city without being discovered. Undercover is an undercover agent.
If you expose your identity in this type of work, you will definitely die without a burial.
Fu Chao walked briskly around the buildings, showing an indifferent look, and did not pay attention to whether there was anyone following him, as if he didn't know anything. After turning into a deserted alley
, Fu Chao slowed down and looked around slowly, his expression not giving off any awkward feeling.
"Okay, okay, there is no one around, you can rest assured." Xue Mengling pulled Yue Yingfeng out from the back of the alley and said to Fu Chao, who was checking the surrounding environment.
Fu Chao looked back at the visitor, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and said calmly: "You two, please come with me."
Yue Yingfeng felt funny in her heart. She was indeed a vigilant professional. She was obviously extremely nervous, but she never showed it on the surface. She didn't let go of her worries until she knew she was in a safe place.
Fu Chao led the two of them to a poor building at the end of the alley, and said straight to the point: "Young Master, Miss, our Tianshu Intelligence Team has collected some recent information. Here are the things we have explored in the past three days.
Please take a look at some things."
Xue Mengling took a cardboard manual with dense text in his hand and read it carefully. Yue Yingfeng leaned next to her curiously and stared at the manual carefully, but after looking at it for a while, he became dizzy.
What are these records? Yue Yingfeng rubbed his eyes and thought to himself.
"Young Master, this is a font specially developed by Wangqing Group. It is specially used to record some confidential documents. Unless it is decrypted by Wangtian Intelligence Group, outsiders cannot decipher it." Fu Chao explained.
"Damn, no wonder I didn't understand a single word." Yue Yingfeng muttered helplessly. He has studied the texts of all countries on the earth and is extremely talented. Although it is somewhat impossible to tell him completely, if he wants to
If he was asked to interpret it, it would only take a matter of minutes. Especially for the various extinct characters of ancient China, his results were almost as good as those of experts who studied ancient characters. Faced with these characters created by the Wangtian Intelligence Team, there were many circles.
The dots, whether they are long or short, are completely incomprehensible as to what they express.
As the only most favored little princess of Proud World Villa, Xue Mengling has been exposed to this knowledge since she was a child. Of course, she has no difficulty in facing these manuals recording confidential events.
One of the pieces of information recorded in this manual is: Recently, seventeen people with special identities have appeared in Huoyan City. They live in the luxurious Juhuan Building on Baihui Street in the west of the city. Under normal circumstances, they stay in the Juhuan Building.
In the building, they did not leave even half a step. Someone from the Tianshu Intelligence Team in Wangtian has been paying close attention to these mysterious people. Because the members of the Intelligence Team were not skilled enough, they did not dare to follow them. It was not until the day before yesterday that they were traced out.
The men in black who kidnapped the two beauties were these mysterious men.
The second piece of information recorded in the manual is: Young Master Qingyu, one of the representative members of Motuo City, has a close relationship with Fan Lin, the third young master of Huoyan City. According to the news from members who have long lived in the Juhuan Building on Huijing Street in Nancheng,
Fan Lin and Shen Qing reached a secret agreement to restrict Ling Xuecheng from entering the top three in the Hundred Cities Exchange Conference, and used tricks to frame the people living in Yanmei Villa. It would be best if they could all be thrown into a place where they could not stand up, but the final purpose was not revealed.
The people from the Tianshu Intelligence Group only found out that Fan Lin had negotiated with those mysterious people. I am afraid that the abduction of the two beauties of Yanmei Villa is closely related to Huoyan City.
The third piece of information records: The representative of Chizi City who participated in the Hundred Cities Exchange Conference this time is named Hua Yunting. She is the youngest daughter of the ruler of the Holy Domain, King Jinling, and the inheritor of one of the four sacred arts, Qiankun Shenshi.
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There is also some special information, but it has nothing to do with the Hundred Cities Exchange Conference, so Xue Mengling did not list them one by one.
"The inheritor of Qiankun Shenshi, one of the four sacred arts?" Yueying Fengjian frowned slightly and said to himself.
"Yes, according to the information recorded by the Wangtian Intelligence Group, inheritors of the four holy arts will appear every fifty years. Each sacred art independently chooses the most suitable master for it. It cannot be practiced overlapping. If
If you practice forcibly, the spiritual power of the four holy arts will automatically dissipate, and all your own spiritual power will gradually dissipate, turning you into an ordinary person with nothing." Fu Chao explained to Yue Yingfeng.
"How could this be? Every holy art has an inheritor?" Yue Yingfeng was shocked beyond words after hearing his words.
Am I really a monster? I can actually practice two of the four holy arts at the same time, the Forbidden Curse of the God of Hades and the Divine Beginning of the Universe. Could it be that my future achievements in illusions will slowly dissipate, and now I am just a flower on the altar?
Is that all? No wonder I have never been able to break through the realm of illusion. Yue Yingfeng sat in a daze on the rosewood chair, looking at the ceiling and falling into deep contemplation.
It was also the first time for Xue Mengling to know these secrets. She knew that Yue Yingfeng had practiced two sacred arts at the same time. At this time, she was shocked by Yue Yingfeng and hurriedly asked Fu Chao: "Everyone knows about the inheritors of the four sacred arts."
do you know?"
"That's not the case. The affairs of the inheritors of the four sacred arts have always been ancient secrets. Only a very small number of people know about this matter. Even the lords of some second-tier cities and second-tier forces are not qualified to know these things." Fu Chao thought for a moment.
said.
"Oops, did Han Lanya participate in this semi-wizard tournament?" Yue Yingfeng asked Xue Mengling in a hurried tone.
"Ah, it seems so!" Xue Mengling suddenly remembered and replied.
"I just sensed the energy fluctuations of the holy art. It should be that Hua Yunting of Chizi City was engaged in a high-intensity battle with a certain city. The energy fluctuations of that holy art are very strong, several levels higher than mine."
Yue Yingfeng said with a solemn expression.
"Fu Chao, go ahead and get busy. We have to leave beforehand. Pay attention to your safety." Xue Mengling turned to Fu Chao and said something before starting to walk out, with Yue Yingfeng following closely behind her.
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On the competition platform in the central square of Huoyan City, this platform can no longer be called a platform, because at this time, the bottom of the platform seems to have been blown up by a meteorite falling. A huge giant 200 meters in diameter and more than 20 meters deep.
The pit occupies nearly half of the area of the competition platform.
At this time, Hua Yunting was standing next to the huge pit, her long sea-blue gauze dress dancing in the wind, with a fairy spirit lingering around her. Her face looked a little pale, but her intoxicating beautiful eyes shone with a strong fighting spirit. She
Some fine cracks appeared on the crystal ball at the top of the Moonlight Staff that was held tightly in the hand, and the flexible threads inside also disappeared.
On the other side directly opposite the giant pit, Yubo City representative Ning Xiao knelt on one knee, supporting himself on the ground with his left hand, and holding the bright silver plum blossom gun standing on the side with his right hand, but the tip of the gun was broken off. Ning Xiao's body
The silver-white light armor of Yue Yingfeng was shattered into pieces, even more tragic than when Yue Yingfeng traveled to the fantasy world. The blood flowing from his body dyed the ground where he was a bright red, which was shocking.
"No fight, no fight, we surrender, surrender!" The whole place was so quiet that you could hear it clearly if a pin dropped to the ground. At this time, an extremely anxious voice came from the right side of the Qinghuang City camp,
A delicate female voice with a crying tone.
Ning Xiao raised her head with difficulty and looked in the direction where the sound came from. Her colorless pupils shrank slightly and she said weakly: "I give up!"
After he said these words, it was as if his whole body lost all strength in an instant and fell softly.
I saw a delicate figure floating by, and a girl wearing plain yellow gauze appeared next to Ning Xiao.
No matter what, Ning Xiao did lose this battle, completely, and he lost to a girl who was two years younger than him. This result shocked the entire audience, and they felt sorry for the Central Saint in their hearts.
Yu Yu's awe was even greater, and at the same time, he was extremely proud of himself for being able to witness such a wonderful battle.
When the commander solemnly announced the result of the battle, Qian Xiaojun, who was standing on the side of the camp, immediately raised his heartbeat to his throat and looked at Han Lanya with worried eyes.
"Due to the serious damage to the competition platform, the second semi-finals competition will be postponed to tomorrow afternoon. All spectators are welcome to come and help. Today's competition is now. Thank you for your support." The commander accepted the review from the jury.
After receiving the message, he turned around and spoke loudly to the crowd.
When Qian Xiaojun heard the commander's words, his tense nerves finally calmed down.