"My three good royal brothers, I really overestimated your ability. You actually couldn't resist the first five moves in the Xiaotongpo realm. If today's incident were to be spread, how embarrassing would it be, do you know?"
The three commanders except Cao Xiaoran went down to the pit to bring the three princes out and helped them recover.
"What are you waiting for? Luo Rou instigated Jiang Yanliu to murder the prince, why don't you take it down quickly!"
"Let's see who dares!"
Luo Rou shouted and calmed the four commanders again.
"Jiang Yanliu, if you dare to hurt us, aren't you afraid that the Xingyang Sect will punish you?" Luo Wen asked.
"I'm not from the Xingyang Clan, so why should I let him punish me?"
"What!" Luo Wen turned his gaze to Luo Rou next to him.
Luo Rou smiled contemptuously: "Fourth brother is really naive. I just made a random guess and am not sure. Do you really think it is?"
Seeing that the situation was out of his control, Ross had no choice but to pull out his trump card:
"Cao Xiaoran, haven't you always wanted to rescue your brother from prison? As long as you help me take them down, your brother will be reunited with you soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Xiaoran made his choice. Before Luo Rou could speak, he appeared behind Jiang Yanliu and slapped her down.
Even the most ordinary palm from a fourth-level god cannot be resisted by Jiang Yanliu.
But Cao Xiaoran's palm was caught by a calloused hand just a hair away from Jiang Yanliu's head.
"Mr. Ma, what are you doing?"
The owner of the calloused hand was an old man with gray hair.
"General Cao, I'm afraid you can't touch this child."
"Cao Xiaoran!" Seeing that the situation had been eased, Luo Rou hurriedly spoke: "What your brother committed is a taboo in Daxia. Even the father has no power to release him."
Why didn't Cao Xiaoran understand Luo Rou's words? He just still had a glimmer of hope that he could do something to make up for his inner guilt.
With the murderous intention gone, Cao Xiaoran stopped and retreated.
Jiang Yanliu looked at the old man in front of him, seeing him for the first time, but the way the other man looked at him seemed to have endless things to say.
"Jiang Yanliu, this is the one who saved you just now. Why are you so stunned?"
After hearing Luo Rou's reminder, Jiang Yanliu reacted:
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for coming to the rescue."
The old man patted Jiang Yanliu on the shoulder.
"Just call me Ma Lao, Jiang Yanliu? Who chose this name for you?"
Jiang Yanliu couldn't answer this question and could only shake his head.
Mr. Ma nodded and thought, leaving a message to Jiang Yanliu before turning around and leaving: "If someone bullies you at this racecourse, just tell me and I will help you."
Jiang Yanliu was a little confused. Had he really seen this sudden helper?
"You are lucky. Although Mr. Ma has no power in Xingyang Gate, even Lord Ling will give him face. With him protecting you, no one here dares to touch you."
"Then I really want to thank Your Highness for giving me this opportunity."
"It's just about helping each other."
After saying that, Luo Rou rode the Huiyuan horse and went to join his sister and brother.
Jiang Yanliu also returned to Jiang Yunbo and the others.
Jiang Yunbo took care of the unconscious Feng Tao. He had also seen everything that happened on the racecourse just now. He knew what Jiang Yanliu wanted to ask, so he spoke in advance.
"The Twilight Ending Sun that you have practiced is one of the secret techniques of the Xingyang Sect. So far, hundreds of people have practiced this technique, but only a few have succeeded." Jiang Yunbo brought a new chair for Jiang Yanliu.
"To be specific, there are only five people. These five people are all members of the Jiang clan. Nowadays, apart from you, the only people who will be comatose and end the sun are still alive are Master Ling and Master Feng."
"According to your wishes, I am also a member of the Jiang clan, but I'm sorry, I am not." Jiang Yanliu denied verbally, but in his heart he already believed that he was a member of the Jiang clan. Maybe the answer to his life experience lies in this:
"Then how much do you know about Mr. Ma?"
Jiang Yunbo shook his head: "I only know that he stayed at this racecourse for a long time, and the two giants of the Jiang family came here to practice."
Jiang Yanliu confirmed the existing information and already had a plan in his mind, but he had to wait until he returned to Zhongyan Academy to start it, and he had to stay at this racecourse for five days, so he should just treat it as a trip to travel and practice.
Pushing away the chair, Jiang Yanliu sat on the floor, released the power of the scales between his eyebrows and began to cultivate his ice-condensed mysterious body.
Not long after practicing, Ma Lao came over, put his hand on Jiang Yanliu's shoulder, and used his original energy to cut off the scales to release the power of the wind and snow.
"If you want to practice, there is a good place, come with me."
Without waiting for a response, regardless of whether he agreed or not, Mr. Ma turned around and led the way. Jiang Yanliu had no choice but to follow.
Mr. Ma took Jiang Yanliu to the back of the stable and entered it. There were several Huiyuan horses resting here, and Mr. Ma gathered the source energy in his hands and unfolded them.
The methods that Mr. Ma continuously used only made Jiang Yanliu feel familiar, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, fearing that the old man in front of him would be detrimental to him.
After fixing the barrier and formation, Mr. Ma came to the depths of the room where the hay was stored and waved for Jiang Yanliu to follow.
Stepping into this independent storage room, Jiang Yanliu discovered the formation under his feet, the sealing formation.
Mr. Ma took action, and the gray origin energy spread all over the storage room.
Solve the formation with formation.
"Your father, how are you doing?"
Jiang Yanliu paused for a moment before speaking: "It's not bad, but I haven't heard my father mention you, Mr. Ma."
Mr. Ma paused slightly and said, "That's natural. The Second Young Master has great magical powers. There are countless people who want to make friends with him. How could they remember me, an old slave?"
The last sentence was obviously a bit shaky, but Jiang Yanliu couldn't control it for the time being.
"Second Young Master?"
"That's right. You may not know your father's original identity. He is the younger brother of the current Xingyang Sect Master. He was just removed from his ancestral home because he did some wrong things."
The leader of the Xingyang Clan? Jiang Jie Ling. His biological brother? Jiang Yanliu thought about it. According to Mr. Ma, his father was the long-lost Jiang Jiefeng.
Mr. Ma suddenly remembered something and confessed in a panic: "But you must remember that you must not reveal that your father is the second young master in front of anyone, otherwise you will be killed!"
Jiang Yanliu nodded, thinking of what Jiang Yunbo said about the end of the night, and recalling the performance of the dean of Zhongyan College and Qiao Sen. They may have guessed this way, but they haven't exposed themselves yet, so there shouldn't be any big problems.
hinder.
"Don't worry, Mr. Ma, I won't be exposed."
"You talk a lot more than the second young master, but this is a good thing. He is always cold and reticent. Of course, you have inherited his advantages."
During the conversation, the sealing formation was also broken.
Jiang Yanliu clearly felt that the two powerful forces below were fighting each other. No one was giving way to the other. They were evenly matched and there was no distinction between them.
The aura exuded by the two forces is extremely powerful. If the breath-holding formation had not been released in advance, anyone outside would have noticed it immediately.
Even a strong man like Ma Lao, a fourth-level god, frowned a little under the pressure, but Jiang Yanliu didn't feel any strange.
"It's you, it really is you." Mr. Ma was excited: "Even if one Qi wants to oppress you, the other Qi will recognize you and help you get rid of the oppression."
is that so?
Jiang Yanliu looked at his hand. What he felt was somewhat different from what Mr. Ma said. He clearly felt that both forces were pulling him.
"The following two powers are left behind after the two young masters have cultivated the original method of the Dusk and End Sun to its peak. Although you have cultivated the original method of the Dusk and End Yang, you are still at the initial stage.
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Ma Lao went to the corner to lift up the hay and opened the downward secret door, from which two colored lights shot out.
One color is dark red and is extremely yin, while the other color is red and is extremely yang.
"These two forces were originally only very small, but they have been nourished by the Qi produced by Huiyuan Horse for hundreds of years and have grown stronger day by day. If you practice in them, you will get twice the result with half the effort. You can also absorb them to increase the strength of your own original Qi."
Jiang Yanliu went down the stairs, and Mr. Ma stopped him again and told him:
“Remember to ensure a balance between the two forces.”
The two forces below are constantly fighting, like sworn enemies who will never tolerate the existence of the other side.
But when Jiang Yanliu came down, the fighting between the two sources of energy stopped, and they all gave way to a middle path, returning to peace. The oppression that Mr. Ma felt completely disappeared, and he looked down to check.
The scene in front of him made him unable to believe it, and his mouth gradually opened.
"The two forces no longer compete with each other because of the arrival of this child. Could it be that he can be an opportunity for the two brothers to reconcile."
Jiang Yanliu walked to the middle, and the two forces revolved around each other. Regardless of the enemy or friend, the red and dark colors mixed together and obeyed his orders together.
Sitting cross-legged, without pulling, the two forces merged into Jiang Yanliu's chest and blended with his original energy.
Although this would not improve his realm, Jiang Yanliu could clearly feel that the intensity of his original energy was rising steadily.
Jiang Yanliu didn't have to worry about the gentleness of the two forces towards him. He activated the power of wind and snow and began to temper his body and soul.
Mr. Ma saw hope in Jiang Yanliu. He closed the secret door and looked at the door of the storage room to make sure no one noticed. He used a sealing barrier to protect Jiang Yanliu.
The realm of shadow.
In the dark city, red flames spread to the top of the place, burning all sins.
Jiang Jieling was knocked away in the dark city, passed through his own flames, shattered the entire space with a palm in the air, and the cracks extended upward, tearing the dark city apart.
Countless hell demons fell into the void.
Jiang Jieling stood in the air, holding a doll wearing a floral skirt in his hand.
What did he sense just now that caused him to lose focus and be repelled by the opponent?
"Brother, you should have felt it too, right?" Jiang Jieling murmured, looking at the dark sky.
"Jiang Jieling! Do you really think that you can come and leave the Dark Territory whenever you want?"
A roar completely suppressed the red sky fire, and a figure gradually expanded in the dark city, directly reaching the sky of the Shadow Realm.
With the body of a bull-headed ape, Xi Tao is one of the eight lords of the Shadow Realm.
Xing Tao, who had eight divine levels, could only be suppressed and beaten by Jiang Jieling. If he had to capture Meng Yun's body and a little distraction, he would not be able to hurt Jiang Jieling.
Jiang Jieling raised his palm and pressed it out of thin air.
The invisible force like the majestic sea suppressed him, coupled with the bone-burning pain from the surrounding sky fire, forcing Xing Tao's figure to gradually shrink.
"I've got the things. I'll come back to take your life later."
Jiang Jieling turned into a stream of air and flew away. The power above him disappeared, and Tianhuo also followed. Xiang Tao was just about to start chasing after him, but was pressed down by another powerful force.
"My king? Jiang Jieling took Mengyun away, why did you stop him?"
A voice came down from the nothingness.
"No need, you just need to clean the battlefield." This chapter has been completed!