0952: Disciple of the God of Blood Transformation, cooperation? (Ask for a monthly ticket)
Jiang Dali's burly and majestic figure stood as tall as Mount Tai at the door. Because his body was so majestic and astonishing, it almost completely blocked the entire door, blocking the sunlight from outside the house, making him look like a black cloud covering the sky.
The majestic shape gives people the strange feeling of looking up at a high mountain.
The three people in the room were all frightened and did not dare to move rashly. The monk who was full of bloody smell locked his eyes with lightning on Jiang Dali. They felt that the movement of the leader of Black Wind Village was like lightning, and he was faster than expected.
Quickly, he appeared from the door openly without giving him any chance to make any move.
"King Bingjian, you, haven't you already gone to the imperial mausoleum, why did you return so soon?"
Zhu Yunwen stared at Jiang Dali, his heart pounding and his eyelids trembling.
"Ha ha!"
Jiang Dali shook his head and smiled, like a tiger pacing slowly in his own territory. His cold eyes scanned the three people in the room and sneered, "Your Majesty, you say you have grown up, but in my eyes, you are still immature.
That's great. You can arrange for someone to deliver the message to the king at the imperial mausoleum, but I can also arrange for the eunuch to deliver the message to you, and only convey the news that the king wants you to know."
"you!"
Zhu Yunwen was trembling as if he had been struck by lightning. He was frightened and angry and yelled, "You are committing the crime of deceiving the emperor! I can punish you now. Come on! Come on!"
"Shout!"
Jiang Dali chuckled lightly, "Your Majesty, you can shout even if your throat is broken. I want to see who dares to disobey my order and enter this room even half a step!"
"you!!"
Zhu Yunwen raised his eyebrows and his red eyes widened, feeling at a loss what to do.
All the eunuchs and guards outside the house heard Zhu Yunwen's shouting inside the house, and they all looked at each other in confusion.
However, seeing the two eunuchs standing next to the emperor, who stood as motionless as statues at the door, not even moving a step, they each murmured in their hearts.
One of the personal eunuchs even said in a high-pitched voice at this time, "The emperor just said that the concubine is ill. Except for the emperor, we bunch of dog slaves are not allowed to come in and disturb her. Which of you dares to disobey the emperor's order?"
All the eunuchs and guards immediately became excited and did not dare to say anything.
Inside the room.
The monk with no flesh on his face was thinking. He took a deep breath and faced Jiang Dali. He smiled calmly and said, "Don't be angry, King Bingjian. In fact, Your Majesty, you came at the right time. You have nothing to say to anyone. If King Bingjian does not show up today,
While here, the poor monk also plans to meet with the prince to discuss cooperation with our Blood Transformation Sect."
"oh?"
The corner of Jiang Dali's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc. From the sound transmission from the Heavenly Monk inside the Pond Realm Pearl, he knew that this monk was not actually a monk from the Jing Nian Zen Sect. However, the other party claimed to be from the Blood Transformation Sect, so his identity was quite obvious.
Interesting.
He put his hands behind his back and glanced at Wang Guifei, who was wearing tulle and her graceful figure was looming under the cloak. He then looked at the monk and said calmly, "I am very curious, what can I do to cooperate with your Blood Transformation Sect? You
What is this monk's status within the Blood Transformation Sect?"
Although his words were plain, he still had a domineering aura that made people feel suffocated. He seemed unfathomable and intimidating.
"Amitabha!"
The monk had a kind face and a solemn appearance, but his next sentence directly exposed his true nature, "The poor monk is just the foreign affairs representative of the Huaxue Shen Sect responsible for developing its power in the Ming Dynasty. His name in the Holy Dynasty is Blood Monk.
I have full authority to discuss cooperation matters with you, Prince, on behalf of the Blood God.
If the prince is willing to give up the control and surveillance of the emperor, we, the Blood Transformation Sect, are also willing to help the prince and you to deal with the world's tyrants, and it is not impossible for our god to personally take action at the critical moment."
"The fourth disciple of the Blood Transformation God? Nicknamed Blood Monk?"
Jiang Dali's heart was moved, and he said in a slightly slower tone, "So, Master, are you from the Holy Dynasty? But I don't know which vassal country you were from in the past?"
The blood monk smiled slightly arrogantly, "The poor monk was born in the Holy Dynasty, and he is an out-and-out member of the Holy Dynasty. It is also true that he was favored by the God and became the fourth disciple of the God."
"Oh? It turns out that he is the fourth disciple of the Blood Transformation God. How disrespectful!"
Jiang Dali's expression was astonished, but he was already dissatisfied with the other party's vague arrogance. However, in order to know more information, he was not in a hurry to take action, and continued with a smile, "I am ashamed to say that I was born in the Song Dynasty.
But he has never been to the holy pilgrimage even once.
Master, since you were born in the Holy Dynasty, you must know the Holy Dynasty very well. Can you answer some of my questions first so that I can be more sure of your identity?"
Zhu Yunwen and the concubine Wang couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when they saw this situation. Judging from Jiang Dali's sudden softening of attitude, it seemed that the matter had not reached the point of no return.
The blood monk also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although he was disdainful in his heart, a smile appeared on his face and he said, "Amitabha! King Bingjian asked the question in person, and the poor monk naturally said everything he knew!"
"good!"
Jiang Dali put his hands behind his back and pretended to be pacing around the room casually. The angle of his body was just in line with the screen behind the bead curtain. "Over the years, there have been many extremely powerful people in the world who have been to the Holy Palace, but most of them
None of them have ever returned. Even if they do come back, they basically live a secluded life in anonymity. Very few people make trouble in the world, but I don’t know why?”
The blood monk smiled and said, "This question is also doubted by many powerful people in the princely countries, but unexpectedly, the poor monk, as the prince, should not know the reason.
The reason is very simple. Almost all the powerful people who go to the Holy Dynasty are attracted by the more outstanding people in the Holy Dynasty. Just imagine practicing in the Holy Dynasty where the fortunes of many vassal countries are concentrated, communicating with many powerful people in the same realm, and practicing diligently.
How fast will it be?
And if you go back to the small corners of the vassal states, not only are you lacking in cultivation resources, but you are also prone to three calamities. If you want to communicate with masters of the same realm, but find that it is difficult to find an opponent, how lonely would this be?"
Jiang Dali raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.
The same question, the same answer, he did vaguely know it through investigation.
But now I know from the words of the blood monk that practicing in the Holy Dynasty can weaken the three tribulations. No wonder some strong men from the vassal states in the past were unwilling to return after going to the Holy Dynasty.
The Holy Dynasty has gathered the Dragon Qi of many vassal states, and they are indeed outstanding people, and the Dragon Qi has the effect of weakening the Three Tribulations. Many strong men from the vassal countries go to the Holy Dynasty, which is equivalent to being like a master in the world of martial arts for his Black Wind Stronghold.
Many benefits come to join. Once you go up the mountain and taste the benefits, it will be difficult to come back down.
Of course, there are also some strong men such as Dugu Qiubai who do not care about the three calamities.
These top masters fought all over the world in the vassal states at the same time and were invincible. They were lonely and lonely. If they wanted to find an opponent and continue to progress, they naturally had no choice but to go to the Holy Dynasty.
The blood monk continued with a smile, "Those who returned to the vassal states from the Holy Dynasty were either hiding from their enemies in the Holy Dynasty, or they were disheartened with no hope of promotion and returned to the vassal states to spend the rest of their lives. Or the third type is
It is the same purpose as my Blood Transformation Divine Sect.”
Jiang Dali's eyes flashed and he turned his head to look at the Blood Monk, "What is your purpose?"
Bloody light flashed in the eyes of the blood monk Cihe. He did not answer but said, "The Holy Dynasty has always had a clear rule. Anyone who has practiced in the Holy Dynasty for more than one year can no longer do anything in the princely countries after returning to the princely countries.
In particular, you must not interfere in the internal affairs of the vassal states, and you must not arrogantly become the leader of the martial arts alliance of any vassal state.
It is this express provision that has led to the fact that the number of masters in the vassal states is completely inferior to that of the Holy Dynasty, but they have always been able to develop relatively calmly, continue to breed powerful master talents, and provide fresh blood to the Holy Dynasty.
The purpose of our Blood Transformation Sect is to have talents."
Jiang Dali, “Talent?”
The blood monk smiled lightly and said, "Yes, my lord, you are actually a talent! If you are willing to cooperate with our Blood Transformation Sect, not only can you continue to enjoy all the benefits you are receiving in the Ming Kingdom, but we can also join forces to deal with Xiong Ba."
"Shameless talk!"
Jiang Dali smiled, looked at Zhu Yunwen with his hands behind his hands, and said with slightly narrowed eyes, "Everything in the Ming Dynasty is given to the emperor by me, so why do you need your Blood Transformation Sect to give it to you?
Even if you are a tyrant, I can personally solve it with my own hands. You, the Blood God, do not even dare to show up in the vassal states due to the pressure from the Holy Dynasty. How dare you, the blood monk, say that you will help me deal with the tyrant?"
The blood monk's expression darkened, and he snorted and smiled coldly, "Rules are rules, but people are alive. My lord, you underestimate Xiong Ba. This person is not as simple as you thought. Now it seems that your lord is basically
There is no sincerity in discussing cooperation with this poor monk."
"Sincerity?"
Jiang Dali sneered and said, "Even if the Blood God comes to talk to this king personally, you are sincere. How can you say that you are sincere?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Dali's face turned cold. He suddenly took a step and directly crossed the distance of three feet. He broke open the bead curtain in an instant like Hu Gong shrinking to the ground. He opened the dustpan in his right hand and grabbed Zhu Yunwen directly with five fingers like hooks.
Crack!!——
The bead curtains exploded into countless explosive hidden weapon beads, which went straight towards the blood monk and the royal concubine, with an astonishing momentum.
"How brave! Buddha will kill you today!"
The blood monk roared angrily, and the bloody monk's robe suddenly expanded and swollen automatically without any wind. The fleshless body suddenly exuded a strong bloody smell, and the flesh and blood began to expand and fill strangely.
In the blink of an eye, the whole body opened the loose monk pat with a "chi" sound, and was as arrogant as steel poured into iron, shrouded in a layer of blood, and with the sound of Buddha chanting, he went straight to Jiang Dali.
Bang bang bang!——
The beads, as dense as cannonballs, landed on the bloody light outside the blood monk's body and were blown away. They crackled to the ground and corroded and smoked instantly.
Swish——
Jiang Dali's palm only reached three feet in front of Zhu Yunwen's body, which had retreated in panic. As the blood monk shouted, he had already pressed his palm against the strong wind. His palm was so filled with energy and blood that it instantly became the size of a cattail leaf fan. The blood was as red as cinnabar, and the air was pushed like a
There was an explosion like the collision of steel plates.
boom!!
The palm force is swallowing and spitting, and the smell of blood hits the nose.
The air in a certain space actually seemed to be condensed into an iron plate, and the bloody palms seemed to cover people and melt them into blood.
"The Tantric Mahamudra, the real fire of subduing demons? It doesn't look like it!!"
Jiang Dali's heart moved, and the palm he was grabbing at Zhu Yunwen suddenly changed into a fist. When his skin color turned golden, his whole body suddenly turned into a curved bow, and his right fist shot at the opponent's attack at the speed of a powerful arrow.
With his palm and his left hand, he still grasped Zhu Yunwen from a distance, and the suction force suddenly broke out.
Punch out!
Everyone in the whole house immediately felt an extremely depressing and terrifying feeling, but what was even more shocking was that almost no one could feel the force of the punch at all, as if everyone's skin had lost all awareness of the surroundings when the punch was thrown.
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Jiang Dali's almost silent punch chilled people's hearts even more than the powerful palm wind that shocked Shi Potian.
The blood monk who bore the brunt of the attack felt even more threatened, because Jiang Dali's fist power, which could suppress the wind, was not really without any power, but the power of the fist was completely concentrated into a pillar, completely concentrated on his body.
He seemed to be in a water whirlpool that was incomprehensible to others. He was struggling against the force of the whirlpool and was extremely uncomfortable.
Bang!!
Punch and palm collided like lightning.
Kick, kick, kick...
The blood monk's face suddenly turned red as if he wanted to spurt blood. He stepped back continuously, unable to keep his footing. His swollen body staggered and the ground cracked as he stepped on it. The blood bar above his head exploded in front of Jiang Dali's eyes.
harm.
Click!——!
At this moment, the screen suddenly burst open, and a whip shadow shot from behind the screen and rolled towards Zhu Yunwen.
However, Zhu Yunwen's body took the first step and directly attracted Jiang Dali's left hand under the strong suction force.
The shadow of the whip suddenly rolled up in the air, and suddenly it shook in the air unbelievably, making a crackling sound, and then rushed forward with a roar. The black shadow rolled up, like an evil dragon coming out of the sea, snapping and exploding in the air, and twisting towards Zhu Yunwen's chest.
Body...
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