Chapter four hundred and seventy-ninth magic branch
Sang Ancient City, inside the Ghost Mansion.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Hanxue slowly opened his eyes, his hazy vision gradually became clear, and a ghostly face appeared in front of him.
"Ahem..."
Li Hanxue struggled to push herself up from the bed, and suddenly she felt like her whole body was splitting apart, as if all the meridians in her body had been interrupted, and the pain was heartbreaking.
This intense pain suddenly made Li Hanxue wake up. Su Xiaoya's grief-stricken face was still clearly imprinted in his mind. Li Hanxue's mood immediately became extremely excited, "Senior, where is Xiaoya? Xiaoya, she
Where are people?”
The ghost-faced old man sighed, "The situation was extremely urgent at that time, and I had no choice but to save you."
"Where is Xiaoya now? Senior, tell me." Li Hanxue shook the hands of the ghost-faced old man vigorously. His body was seriously injured because of Xu Baichang's slap, but the heartbreaking pain was not as good as the pain in his heart.
of suffering.
The ghost-faced old man sighed: "She has been captured by the Tianwuzong people, and she is probably in the Tianwuzong now."
boom!
Li Hanxue's head went blank for a while, as if he was struck by five thunders, and his face instantly turned pale and his expression was dull.
"No, I want to save her..."
Li Hanxue struggled to get off the bed, but as soon as he stepped on the ground, he immediately staggered two steps and fell to the ground. He had almost no strength in his body and was extremely weak.
The ghost-faced old man coughed and said: "Little brother, with your current disabled body and sick body, how are you going to go to Tianwuzong? If I hadn't used the life-sustaining pill to protect your heart, I'm afraid you would have become a disabled person by now. You'd better take care of yourself first."
Recuperate from your injuries."
"No, that beast Sima Qianlong will never let Xiaoya go. I want to go to Tianwuzong, and I must go to Tianwuzong to rescue her." Li Hanxue rushed out of the ghost mansion regardless of the others.
But before he could take two steps, he fell to the ground again.
"Little brother, even if you go to Tianwu Sect in full strength, so what?" The ghost-faced old man sighed, "There are many masters in it, not to mention the masters of the Dark Martial Realm, the masters of the Desolate Martial Realm and even the Holy Lord.
No less. If you want to snatch someone from Sima Qianlong, it will be as difficult as going to heaven. You are still young and have great potential. As the saying goes, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Only those who know how to tolerate can make a difference."
How could Li Hanxue listen to the ghost-faced old man's words? Su Xiaoya's position in Li Hanxue's heart was like half of his heart. If something happened to her, Li Hanxue could not imagine what she would become in the future.
Even though he was weak and weak, Li Hanxue still gritted his teeth and kept crawling out of the ghost mansion.
"What an idiot." The ghost-faced old man knocked Li Hanxue unconscious.
I don't know how long it took before Li Hanxue woke up again.
He recovered a lot of strength, because the ghost-faced old man healed him, and the injuries on his body gradually dissipated.
Li Hanxue seemed to have woken up, realized the situation in front of her, and no longer rushed towards Tianwuzong. Instead, she sat motionless on the chair, her eyes dull and her expression dull.
"Little brother, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We have to leave." The ghost-faced old man coughed violently, and with Li Hanxue, who was looking lifeless, he flew out of Sang Ancient City and came to the mountains.
"Little brother, cough..." The ghost-faced old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and blood spattered on Li Hanxue's face, which was shocking.
Li Hanxue woke up immediately, "Senior, what's wrong with you?"
"I've gone crazy in my practice, my cultivation has plummeted, I've been chased and beaten by Xu Baichang, and I don't have much time left to heal you." The ghost-faced old man coughed repeatedly.
Although the ghost-faced old man told Su Xiaoya to separate from him, the culprit was Sima Qianlong. Li Hanxue had a clear sense of grudges and would not anger his savior.
"Senior, you won't die." Li Hanxue said anxiously.
The ghost-faced old man took off his mask, revealing a kind face. This face was no different from that of an ordinary grandfather. His eyes looking at Li Hanxue were full of concern and love for the younger generation.
"Little brother, can I call you Hanxue?" the ghost-faced old man said.
"Senior is my savior, you can call me anything." Li Hanxue said.
"Hanxue, I have a few requests, I hope you can agree to them." The ghost-faced old man's expression became worse and worse.
Li Hanxue said: "Senior, if you have anything to do, just give me your instructions."
"First, don't go looking for Sima Qianlong now. This person is by no means the idiot you think. He is far more cunning and cunning than you think. If you go rashly, you will definitely be arrested or even arrested by him.
Capture and kill." The ghost-faced old man said.
Li Hanxue looked embarrassed, "But what should Xiaoya do?"
The ghost-faced old man said: "She is the owner of Kongkong Sanctuary. If she does not die, she may become the future queen. The leader of Tianwu Sect must regard her as a treasure and cultivate her carefully. She will never be in danger of her life."
After hearing this, Li Hanxue breathed a sigh of relief, but there were still inner demons lingering in his heart, but as long as his life was still there, Li Hanxue felt relieved a lot.
The ghost-faced old man paused and continued, "The second thing is, I hope you can inherit my position."
"Senior, what do you mean?" Li Hanxue was confused.
The ghost-faced old man said slowly, "Let me tell you in detail. I am a member of the Mowu Sect."
Guisun Bing also jumped out at this time and said in surprise: "The Mowu Sect that competes with the Tianwu Sect?"
The ghost-faced old man smiled and said: "Exactly. Our Mowu Sect was founded by a senior who rebelled against the Tianwu Sect. After that senior established the Mowu Sect, the Mowu Sect has been working together to defend against foreign enemies, but that senior retired.
After that, the Mowu Sect began to fall apart. The Mowu Sect has since been divided into three branches, namely the Heavenly Meridian, the Demonic Meridian and the Human Meridian. The branch to which I belong is the Human Meridian. The Tianmeridian majors in the Tianwu Zhengzong and is the inheritance.
He has mastered most of Tianwuzong's unique skills, and has a respected position in Mowu Sect, with the most masters.
The Demonic Pulse creates its own martial arts by evolving the way of Tianwu and combining it with the domineering and violent characteristics of the demons. This kind of martial arts is extremely violent, hurting others and hurting oneself. Often, oneself will die before the technique is fully developed.
. But once it is practiced, its cultivation strength will definitely be earth-shattering. Therefore, the demon lineage has a small number of people and not many masters, but once masters appear, they will definitely be world-shattering ones.
As for our network, we are despised by the Heavenly and Demonic Meridians because we are inclusive and learn everything, but we cannot learn anything thoroughly. As a result, our network is the weakest in the Mowu Sect even though we have the largest number of people.
There are only a handful of top players.
And the network is divided into four forces: Xingge, Suge, Chenge, and Huangge. Among these four forces, the one I belong to is Huangge."
"How does Huang Pavilion compare with the other three pavilions?" Guisun Bing seemed to show great interest in Mowu Sect.