Later, Ling Jun actually brought Xia Po to a dilapidated martial arts gym, then walked to the bookshelf and reached into a hidden compartment.
After tinkering with various mechanisms a few more times, the other end of the bookshelf made a sound of mechanical operation, and then the bookshelf actually split apart, and a secret passage appeared.
After seeing this secret passage, Ling Jun turned to Xia Po and said.
"The remaining medicinal wine is all in here. You only have to leave a little for me when the time comes, and you can take the rest with you."
After seeing Xia Po's terrifying strength, he knew that he would definitely not be able to decide on the distribution of medicinal wine, so he just wanted to beg Xia Po to leave some for him.
As he spoke, he walked inside, but before he had even taken two steps, he was grabbed by Xia Po.
The next second, a dozen arrows flew out in front of him and stuck on the ground in front of him.
"who?"
Seeing this scene, Ling Jun instantly pulled out the scimitar from his clothes and looked around cautiously.
He was startled. If Xia Po hadn't held him back, he would have been shot into a hedgehog by these arrows.
"Hahaha, it's just as I guessed. Those medicinal wines are hidden in this martial arts hall. I didn't expect it to be so secretive!"
After the voice fell, an old man with a twisted body, a cold face, and a perverted smile climbed down from the rafter.
The old man's limbs were obviously longer than those of ordinary people. He was lying on the wall, giving him a bit of a spider-like feeling.
But of course the other party couldn't be some sort of Spider-Man. Xia Po could tell by looking at the other party's panel that he was a master, or a master who had practiced magic techniques.
Although they are both demons, the techniques practiced by the other party are much more brutal than his.
The most he cultivates is this longevity or something. The other person's cultivation not only eats the meat of the same kind, but also eats the meat of the same sect!
If you don't say anything about being crazy, you will make yourself less and less human.
Of course, he was not the only one at the scene. After he climbed out, there were five or six weird people like him crawling out from various places, and they all carried bows and arrows on their backs.
It seems that it was these people who fired the arrow just now.
After seeing Xia Po, an extremely exaggerated smile appeared on the old man's face.
"Hahaha, no way, he is such a young master!"
After saying that, he immediately came to Xia Po's feet and smelled it.
"No wonder, it turns out that he practiced the long-lost secret technique of the Imperial Guards of the Tianyuan Dynasty, and relied on that method of shortening his lifespan to quickly improve his cultivation. I didn't expect that you and I are still the same!"
Initially, Xia Po was a little unconcerned and even wanted to trample the old guy into pulp, but after hearing his words, Xia Po suddenly became interested.
"Oh? You also know this technique?"
"Hahaha, I don't just know it, I'm so familiar with it. I also have a copy of this technique, but I just don't bother to practice it."
After saying that, he continued to stare into Xia Po's eyes.
"But even if you practice this technique, those who can reach the realm of a master at your grade are definitely not like feathers. My ancestors spent their whole lives, and in the end they were just innate energy."
"Ancestor of your family? I don't remember that the Royal Forest Army can have descendants."
In the last years of the Tianyuan Dynasty, the Royal Forest Army gradually disappeared due to disputes between various forces in the court.
Because there are only a few people to train the Royal Guards, and it requires a lot of money.
The key is that the Royal Forest Army only influenced powerful ministers to seek power and usurp the throne, so they were suppressed intentionally or unintentionally, and eventually fell completely.
By now, the Imperial Guard has completely become a legend.
And that group of people have been brainwashed and stupid. They have to stay in the palace for their entire lives. There is no reason to breed offspring.
But what the old spider said next made Xia Po dumbfounded.
"Hahaha, this is because you are ignorant. Let me tell you something that no one knows. In fact, Xia Po, the world-famous swordsman back then, had only one master, and his master was my ancestor!"
Hearing these words, even Xia Po Gujing Wubo's face twitched slightly.
Is the world such a small place?
Then, he shook his head. As he lived longer and longer, it didn't matter if he didn't encounter any outrageous things.
It's just that the person in front of me...
Xia Po didn't react at all, but Ling Jun became anxious.
He tried his best to stay away from Xia Po's shoulders.
"Brother Jia, please tell me about your life experience. If a fight breaks out, wouldn't it mean that the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple?"
Hearing these words, the old man Spider was confused.
"What do you mean the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Po said calmly.
"It's nothing. The Sword Immortal Xia Po back then was just my uncle, and I am a descendant of his family. If I remember correctly, your so-called ancestor in the family should be named Wei Changji, right?"
Upon hearing this, the old spider's eyes began to spin rapidly.
He looked at Xia Po in disbelief.
Xia Po can actually name Wei Changji, so his identity as a descendant of the Xia Po sect is basically confirmed.
After all, when Wei Changji died, Xia Po was just a little-known figure.
The reason why he knew that Wei Changji was Xia Po's master was because Wei Changji once wrote a letter to his family.
The letter said that he had accepted a talented apprentice in Kyoto named Xia Po.
And there is no other description of Xia Po, just one sentence.
To be honest, he was actually not sure whether the Xia Po that Wei Changji accepted was actually the Sword Immortal Xia Po, but this did not affect his bragging.
If that were the case, wouldn't the young man in front of him still have some connection with him?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited.
"A descendant of Xia Po's sect, no wonder, no wonder. Having said that, I really want to meet the legendary figure. How strong is his successor, hehehe."
"Yes, since we are all a family, let's not talk about two families and share the medicinal wine together."
Ling Jun didn't realize what was going on now and said with a smile.
But the next second, a silver needle was inserted into his neck.
The thin black line spread along his neck towards his face, and finally formed a hand, completely covering his face.
"boom."
Before the guy could realize what was going on, his entire head was gone.
Such a bloody scene did not affect Xia Po in the slightest.
He just frowned, then took out a silver needle from his neck, then looked at the black liquid dripping down from the silver needle, and took a sip.
"It tastes so bad."
After saying that, he looked at Ling Jun's body on the ground.
"Ah, I'm so sorry. I didn't notice you just now, but you got cold."
This scene made the old spider slightly stunned.
"You have also practiced techniques to strengthen your physical body? How is this possible?"
If you just practice the magic power that burns longevity, and then push your cultivation to the level of a master, the old man Spider can still accept it.
After all, it only has cultivation base and no martial arts. To put it bluntly, it is just an internal energy bottle with no real effect.
But now it seems that the other party is not what he thought. He actually has such a powerful body protection technique that can withstand his silver needle.
"I don't practice that kind of thing. Don't you want to know the gap between you and me? Then I'll let you know."
As Xia Po said this, he pulled out a handsome silver long sword from his storage bag.
This sword has long been infinitely close to spiritual energy. Just when Xia Po broke through to the middle stage of the True Martial Realm, he also broke through and finally turned into a genuine spiritual weapon.
He held the sword in front of him, took a deep breath, looked at the old spider and said.
"How long do you want to live?"
Hearing Xia Po's words, the old man Spider had an angry expression on his face.
"Arrogant boy! Disciples, serve it to me. The flesh and blood of a young master is absolutely delicious!"
After saying that, he and the little spider men behind him rushed towards Xia Po, but the next second, the old spider froze.
He looked at Xia Po below, who seemed to have never moved, and then at the large piece of minced meat next to Xia Po.
Looking around him with a horrified expression, he saw that all his disciples had disappeared.
At this moment, he heard Xia Po's whisper.
"Master Wei, I will clean up the house for you today!"