Zhao Xiaole was very suspicious that everything in front of him was simply a way for Shifang Walker to pretend to be a ghost.
Just kidding, an old monster who is more than 300 years old can crush him in all aspects, including scheming and martial arts.
Don't talk about him anymore. Traveling to the Ten Directions Travelers will be in vain.
How is the opponent's opponent?
Zhao Xiaole didn’t believe it.
The other party didn't seem to want to let him believe it either.
After a long time, Shifang Traveler slowly said: "I secretly suspect that senior brother has been living in the mountains these years."
"Behind the main war faction of the Demonic Sect, he is definitely indispensable to fuel the flames. If King Liang wants to end the war in Chuzhou, he must be careful."
"If something cannot be done, it would be a good idea to stick to Chuzhou."
Zhao Xiaole smiled lightly and asked, "Don't you want to protect King Pingxi's safety, sir?"
"Don't you want to care about the love of incense? Or the people of Pingxiwangfandi, can the old gentleman bear to see them in dire straits?"
The travelers from all directions remained silent.
Mo Yao Zi spoke at this time, "This is exactly what my master is thinking about, so he doesn't want to conflict with his uncle."
"If the two sides suddenly start a war, the number of casualties will be countless."
Zhao Xiaole looked at him and then at Shifang Walker, "What's the reason?"
Magic Potion said no more and left the question to Shifang Walker.
Shifang Walker spoke, "Back then, my master also lived for more than three hundred years. If my guess is correct, my senior brother's lifespan has already reached the limit."
"He only takes advice from the Demon Cult, and the purpose is to extend his life."
Zhao Xiaole: "..."
If you say that people are obsessed with it.
That person's ability is real.
He is no match at all.
But how come a good person is so obsessed with longevity?
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Xiaole understood.
Since ancient times, emperors have all admired immortality. They have conquered the world and have no way out before them.
Immortality is their only pursuit.
The same is true for people in the world of martial arts.
Their martial arts are unparalleled among the heroes, they are also proficient in various secret arts, and their internal strength is peerless. Compared with the emperors in the court, they seem to be closer to immortality.
However, if maintaining health and practicing Qi can prolong life, Zhao Xiaole would still believe it.
What the hell is immortality?
Is it really possible?
Zhao Xiaole didn't believe it at all. Unconsciously, he suddenly found that he had a slight chill on his body.
The air in the hospital seems to be much clearer.
And in the dark, there seemed to be countless gods and Buddhas watching me from the sky.
And this feeling also made him think of the word "pilgrimage" for the first time.
Zhao Xiaole has never had such a pilgrimage-like experience.
Zhao Xiaole took a deep breath, "What I want to know is, well, why can you live so long?"
"Does the Lord Changsheng want to get something from the Demon Sect again?"
The traveler from all directions did not answer.
Turning around, he picked up two wooden bars and showed them to Zhao Xiaole, "Your Majesty, please take a look..."
The three of them, Zhao Xiaole and others, all turned their attention to the wooden bar on his right hand, and saw the Shifang Walker exerting a slight force.
The wooden bar on his right hand shattered suddenly.
Then, he showed the wooden stick on his left hand to Zhao Xiaole, "Your Majesty, please look at this."
I saw him exerting force again.
The wooden stick didn't move at all.
After a while, a gust of cold wind blew by.
The wooden sticks immediately turned into powder, and when blown by the wind, they turned into dust and dispersed in the sky.
Zhao Xiaole and the other two people had already been frozen in place.
Have they ever seen such unpredictable kung fu?
Only Magic Potion looked unfazed. Obviously, it was definitely not the first time he had seen it.
The Shifang Traveler clapped his hands and slowly explained: "For the first wooden stick, I used my sect's Pure Yang Technique."
"For the second wooden stick, I used Xuanyin Jin!"
"These two sets of yin and yang skills are secrets that are not taught by our sect. Our disciples can only practice one of them before they are a hundred years old."
"Both these two sets of kung fu have the effect of prolonging life. If you can practice both, your life span can be up to three hundred."
Having said this, Shifang Walker paused.
It was obvious that he had also mastered these two kinds of kung fu, which meant that if he did not die young, he would have no problem living to be 300 years old.
Although it was a bit Versailles, Zhao Xiaole and others didn't pay attention to it.
This is where my strength lies.
The prejudice against the braggadocio of travelers from all directions has been reduced a lot for a while.
Shifang Walker's face became slightly serious, "However, our sect has ancestral training. If we can integrate the two and practice Hunyuan Gong, our life span will reach more than 600 years!"
"It's a pity that neither my master nor my senior brother can integrate the power of yin and yang into one."
Zhao Xiaole already understood what he meant, "The old gentleman is saying that the magic method of the Demonic Sect can fuse the two?"
"If Lord Changsheng wants the skills of the Demon Cult, I can help, as long as he can promise to withdraw from this fight..."
It is difficult for others, but very easy for Zhao Xiaole.
All he needs to do is kill a senior member of the main war faction.
The Shifang Walker slowly shook his head, "Although the technique practiced by the Holy Girl taught by the Devil is called the Immortality Technique, it seems that the Immortality Technique still cannot combine the two powers."
"Senior brother must have other plans. Prince Liang needs to find the answer to this question himself."
Zhao Xiaole decided to end this topic.
No matter what the Lord Changsheng has planned, he is just a human being with strong martial arts skills and can kill even a human being.
He will find a way.
Zhao Xiaole decided to put it aside and talk about other things: "The King of Pingxi respects himself when raising bandits. According to the national law, he cannot be leniently spared."
"If the old gentleman wants to save his life, just withdrawing from the fight in front of him is not enough. He must pay the penalty and perform meritorious service."
The traveler from all directions sighed, "Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven. I have already asked people to advise him. If he insists on one path until the end, King Liang will not have to show mercy."
It turned out that the Shifang Travelers thought that the blood sacrifice of the people was inseparable from King Ping Xi, so they were very angry.
It was later found out that this matter had nothing to do with him.
The anger in my heart naturally disappeared a lot.
But after experiencing this incident, his mentality became much calmer, and he became even more indifferent to life and death.
If he knew about this, King Pingxi wouldn't know whether to cry or laugh.
The conversation lasted approximately until Chen hour.
After Zhao Xiaole had finished asking all the questions, he stood up and left.
Before leaving, Shifang Walker specially took out a square box, handed it to Zhao Xiaole, and warned:
"Although the King of Liang killed countless people, I can see that he loved his people like a son, and there was no one who could defeat the King of Liang."
"This is a small token of my gratitude to Prince Liang for the people of the world. I hope you won't refuse."
Zhao Xiaole understood what he meant.
Once a war breaks out in Pingxi Palace, innocent people will surely suffer.
This is considered a bribe in advance.
Zhao Xiaole did not refuse, took it and opened the box.
