Chapter 309: The clown jumping on the beam, dare to struggle to the death?
Chapter 309: A clown dares to fight to the death?
Ancestor Nangong and Nangong Tianming looked at each other, surprised, afraid, and happy.
"Three...Sanniang, are you awake?"
She actually regained consciousness at this time. Could it be said that it was God's will?
Ancestor Nangong's eyes flashed with a sinister light, but he immediately suppressed his impulse.
I heard the third lady laugh longly, "Two brats, how could they be so frightened by a hairless boy? But this boy is not simple. He can actually tell that the place where I live is the Nine Netherworld, not my mother.
What kind of black-yellow-to-earth thing has deceived your Nangong family for thousands of years."
"On this point, he is much better than all the useless men in Nangong like you..."
This sentence has already disparaged everyone in the Nangong family. From the ancestors to Xiao Xiami, he called them useless men. He also said it in a joking tone. Fortunately, the ancestor of Nangong and the current head of the family, Nangong Tianming, could endure this.
Cowardly.
Because, this woman may be a turning point for the Nangong family.
But... can she really deal with Feng Ziyue, the best swordsman in the world?
Ancestor Nangong still has doubts in his heart.
But before he could ask, he felt a huge pulling force coming from the whirlpool of flying dust in front of him. The two of them lost their footing and fell headlong into it.
The two of them groaned, their blood pumping, they felt extremely comfortable, their mouths were dumbfounded, and they couldn't scream.
Feng Ziyue and Xiaodie were not in a hurry. After waiting for a while, they saw Nangong Patriarch and Nangong Tianming personally carrying a gorgeous wooden box to Feng Ziyue.
"Lord Sword God! Found it! Found it!"
Ancestor Nangong was panting, and after much pretentiousness, he held the box in an exaggerated manner and humbly delivered it to Feng Ziyue.
Although he is already very old and his end is approaching, a seventh-level innate master will never reach this point.
However, Feng Ziyue was indeed able to sense that he was experiencing a loss of energy and blood, which was a bit strange. I wonder how he could find such a person when he went to find a Nine Netherworld.
The same goes for Nangong Tianming next to him.
However, Feng Ziyue didn't care about this. He reached out to take the wooden box, only to feel that it was very heavy and weighed it.
I saw that the Nangong elders around me all looked a little strange. They stood up one after another, whispering to each other, and seemed very anxious.
Finally, some people couldn't help but ask Nangong Tianming. They didn't dare to ask Nangong Patriarch, let alone Feng Ziyue, but they were still a bit brave to question this poor family head.
"Master, may I ask this, is it the heirloom of my Nangong family, Xuanhuang Biantu?"
This box is exactly as it was originally obtained by the ancestors of the Nangong family. It has survived for thousands of years and has not decayed. The patterns and carvings on it are lifelike and very gorgeous, but I don’t know what kind of wood it is made of.
These Nangong elders naturally recognize their ancestors.
"oh?"
Nangong Tianming hasn't answered yet, but Feng Ziyue is a little surprised.
Unexpectedly, the Nine Netherworld Earth that he wanted turned out to be the heirloom sacred object of the Nangong family, Xuanhuang Biantu.
In his last life, he did know something like this. It was said that he was a member of the Nangong family. To transcend the innate world, he had to go through the black-yellow soil to be reborn before he could become a master of martial arts.
He didn't know that the Nine Netherworld Earth he wanted was actually this thing. No wonder Nangong Patriarch and Nangong Tianming both looked weird just now.
But even if it was a family heirloom, the two of them donated it without hesitation, and Feng Ziyue couldn't help but sigh for the decision of the Nangong family leader.
They are willing to show this. It seems that the family motto of respecting the strong and the temperament of bullying the weak and fearing the strong have been drilled into their bones.
"This is indeed the sacred heirloom of my Nangong family, black and yellow, but since it is needed by the Sword God, it must have a use, how can we not give it to it?"
Nangong Tianming looked like a dog in front of his ancestors and Feng Ziyue, but in front of these elders, he looked gloomy and dignified.
"What's more, Master Sword God has taken out the precious magical pill to exchange with our Nangong family. This magical pill can help our ancestors enter the eighth level of innateness. Do you still have any dissatisfaction?"
His serious face seemed a bit powerful.
At the same time, Feng Ziyue and Nangong Patriarch were involved, and the elders immediately became as silent as cicadas, not daring to say anything more.
Patriarch Nangong flattered Feng Ziyue and said in his ear, "Sir, what is in this box is the black and yellow soil of our Nangong family. After thinking about it, Tianming and I found that this is the only one that can absorb the attack of dark energy.
One thing must be the Nine Netherworld Earth that you want—"
"Therefore, I can only reluctantly give up my love..."
Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, flicked his fingers, and the magic pill flew out and landed in the hands of Patriarch Nangong.
Patriarch Nangong was overjoyed. He picked it up and sniffed it close to his nose. He looked excited and immediately put it in his arms carefully.
Feng Ziyue reached out to open the lid of the wooden box, but Patriarch Nangong quickly reached out to stop him.
"Sir, this black and yellow soil... No, the Nine Netherworld Earth cannot be opened in a place with light, otherwise it will scatter in all directions, which is extremely terrifying. If you want to check it out, you might as well find a quiet room..."
He gave the order and immediately asked the Nangong family to prepare a darkroom for Feng Ziyue to use.
Feng Ziyue nodded, carrying the box in one hand and holding Xiao Die in the other, and followed the leader of the Nangong family to the quiet room in the backyard.
There were strange fluctuations in this box, and even he found it a bit weird, so he naturally wanted to check it out.
Patriarch Nangong followed closely behind, but he was still giving reminders.
"Sir, this black yellow soil is used by our Nangong family to practice martial arts. There are some weird things in it. Please be careful when you check it out!"
Patriarch Nangong is a cunning person, and with these words, he got rid of himself.
I've already reminded you that if something else happens, it won't be my fault...
That's what he meant.
Although Miss Xuan Miao is so powerful that she can subdue all those who have entered the innate realm from generation to generation in the Nangong family, she may not be able to deal with this young man who is at the peak of the innate realm and can even defeat Kuangren Chu.
Ancestor Nangong, always leave some room.
The speaker is intentional, but the listener is not unintentional either.
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and nodded.
If the people of the Nangong family didn't do anything wrong, they would be beyond his expectation.
This heirloom of the family, Xuan Huang Turning Earth, is related to the inheritance of the Nangong family's martial arts, so they would give it away so easily.
However, Feng Ziyue was naturally not afraid of what they might do.
No matter what tricks you try, they are useless in front of him.
When he arrived at the door of the quiet room in the backyard, someone opened the door. Feng Ziyue took Xiaodie in, and the others were waiting at the door.
The door of the quiet room was closed, immediately cutting off the inside and outside, and not even a trace of light could penetrate.
However, at this time, Feng Ziyue and Xiaodie were both innate masters, and their consciousness was intact, so naturally there was no impact.
"Xiao Feng, what does old man Nangong mean?"
Feng Ziyue could see something was wrong, and Xiaodie could naturally see it too.
The tone of Patriarch Nangong's words was very inappropriate. I'm afraid there must be something famous in this Nine Netherworld.
"This Nine Netherworld soil is filthy and unclean. It is the darkest thing in the world, so there must be something weird in it. Old man Nangong just wants to get rid of it..."
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and did not rush to open the wooden box, but carefully observed the appearance of the wooden box.
"Then why don't you ask clearly?"
Qi Xiaodie was a little frustrated. She glanced outside and sensed that all the people from Nangong had not left. They were gathering outside the quiet room. She didn't know whether they were waiting for the result or waiting to watch the show.
"Ask him, how can he explain clearly?"
Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently. He had already figured it out. Since Patriarch Nangong said this deliberately, he was afraid that even if he asked, he would pretend not to know. There was no evidence for this kind of thing. If he really suffered a loss,
, the old man is naturally happy.
If he doesn't have anything to do, he can just ignore it.
"They are all a bunch of shameless people!"
Qi Xiaodie shook her head, very dissatisfied.
Feng Ziyue did not care about this matter anymore. He had seen many such things in his previous life.
This is the despicability of human nature, and no matter what, it cannot be completely eliminated.
Only your own absolute strength is the overwhelming weight.
He placed his hand on the wooden box, feeling silently and looking calm.
"Amazing!"
Feng Ziyue felt that in addition to the Nine Netherworld Earth in the box, the box itself was also a strange object.
But think about it, this box has been preserved for thousands of years and is still in good condition. If there is nothing special about it, how can it survive for thousands of years?
"The wood of this box is so strange?"
"real?"
Qi Xiaodie put her hands on the wooden box, and she really felt the extraordinary quality of the wood. She suddenly clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Xiaofeng, do you think this is made of the giant root of Laoshizi Fangtian?"
I got them all..."
"How can such a good thing happen!"
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and knocked her on the head.
If the Nine Netherworld Earth and the Fangtian Giant Wood Root are in the same place, then the Know-It-All will definitely not find out everything and will always sense something. What's more, although this wooden box is strange, it is not like the Fangtian Giant Wood Root, which is full of life force.
s things.
Rather, it seems to be one with the Nine Netherworld soil, a tree growing out of this most filthy and dark soil.
Although it is clean and pure, on the surface, it still has that dark aura.
"The pattern on this wooden box seems to be a set of advanced martial arts. I wonder if people from the Nangong family understand it..."
Feng Ziyue's fingers gently rubbed the wooden box, feeling the deep meaning.
Qi Xiaodie also tried it and immediately frowned.
"This set of martial arts is also very dirty and dark. It's really annoying!"
She practiced the Nine Transformations of the Phantom Butterfly and was close to pure nature. Naturally, she had no good impression of such filthy and dark things. Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently and nodded.
"Yes, it is indeed a set of dark martial arts. It seems that no one in the Nangong family has understood this set of martial arts, or it has not been passed down. Otherwise, it will never be unknown..."
This set of dark martial arts is very magical. If it is passed down by the Nangong family, it must be their famous stunt, but Feng Ziyue has never heard of this martial arts, and when the Nangong ancestor handed the box to him
, and never mentioned it.
Come to think of it, he didn't know about this either.
Otherwise, even if he didn't dare to disobey Feng Ziyue, he would definitely mention it.
"Between heaven and earth, light and darkness change. This dark martial arts is quite effective if you don't take a different path..."
There is light and there is darkness. In the world of heaven and earth, light and darkness are constantly changing, but Feng Ziyue has no bias.
After all, among the 365 kinds of heaven and earth energy in his body, there is also the existence of dark energy. This kind of dark martial arts is quite rare, and it is even rarer to be called superior martial arts.
Feng Ziyue met the Demon King in the third level of the Dark World during the Tianwu Trial and fought with his Great Dark Fist. Although the Demon King did not achieve great success in that set of martial arts, the changes in it were quite significant.
Subtle and mysterious.
But this set of dark martial arts is much more advanced than the Great Dark Fist.
It must be something handed down from ancient times.
Feng Ziyue took a deep breath, memorized all the central techniques and moves changes, and deduced them in his mind, but did not officially start practicing.
"Okay, this dark martial arts is quite mysterious. After I return to Wanjian Villa, I can spend some time practicing it. I'm not busy at this time. Xiaodie, please step back a little and use the sun I passed on to you.
The Moon Tide Technique, as well as the Phantom Butterfly's third body protection, don't neglect it, I'm going to unbox it!"
"Do you want to face a powerful enemy like this?"
Qi Xiaodie muttered, but she also knew that Feng Ziyue had always been cautious, especially when dealing with unknown things. It was like a lion fighting a rabbit, so he had to do his best.
Immediately, he performed the third of the Nine Transformations of the Phantom Butterfly, spread out a pair of crystal wings, and used the Sun and Moon Tide Technique taught by Feng Ziyue to protect his soul.
Feng Ziyue also spread this martial arts to everyone in Wanjian Villa.
The soul is very important, this is his experience in practicing this martial art.
Moreover, strengthening the soul will be of great use. Unfortunately, Wanjian Villa does not have a sea of divine power, and most people have not yet broken through the first level.
Qi Xiaodie has a special talent and is reincarnated into a human form of a mythical beast. Her soul is already powerful, so she passed this first hurdle easily.
When Feng Ziyue saw that she was ready, he nodded and patted the lid of the box gently. Hearing a snap sound, the lid opened and the dust in the box suddenly flew up.
It kept spinning and filled the air, forming a swirling vortex.
Feng Ziyue felt a bang in his head, as if there was a strong suction force in the whirlpool, trying to pull him into it.
He snorted coldly, did not resist, and stepped in with his head held high. He immediately felt a warm and fragrant body of nephrite approaching him, hugging him tightly.
"Shameless!"
Feng Ziyue roared angrily, and the Sun and Moon Tide Technique suddenly started, and his whole body was emitting golden light.
There is nothing else in this dust. The soft jade fragrance must be an attack from the soul level. His Sun Moon Tide Technique is the nemesis of this kind of Kung Fu!
"You clown, you still dare to fight to your death! What use are these methods to me?"