Chapter 493 Wind rises in the rivers and lakes (monthly ticket 900 plus more)

  Ke Xiaoliang tried his hand at a small test, but the entire world of high martial arts was in turmoil because of his actions.

  The emergence of broken masters and the integration of Baotong world monks have led to a reshuffle of the entire world.

  The conflicts between monks in different worlds, and between monks and aborigines, have been further intensified.

   Luo Jiao, who has obtained the blessing of the evil god, is also growing stronger in this special atmosphere.

   Of course, Ke Xiaoliang's layout and control are indispensable behind this.

  Wulin needs disputes and waves, but it doesn't need catastrophes that dim the stars.

   Therefore, the existence of a "common enemy" is also very necessary.

   Luo Jiao, and the hidden evil spirit behind it, are the targets deliberately planted by Ke Xiaoliang.

  At this time, this target is doing what it should do.

   The ups and downs in the rivers and lakes have been disrupted, making it even more unsettled.

  A gust of wind blows across the vast land, above the vast barren hills, suddenly lightning and thunder.

  On the mountain road that is barely accessible to people, at this moment, a strange horse with sharp claws is galloping, and with its hooves, the broken stones are scattered on the steep cliff.

Immediately sat a young man in his twenties, tightly wrapped in blue clothes, covered with a black cloak, with a simple but broken copper knife hanging from his waist, with a sad and indignant expression, but his eyes seemed less Seimei.

  Suddenly, a low-flying chickadee uttered a strange long cry, passed over the head of the strange horse, flapped its wings and left, the strange horse was frightened, stood up, and let out a long neigh.

  As soon as the young man let go of his hand, he slipped off the horse and fell towards the cliff in an instant.

   There was a loud bang.

  The flickering arc in the sky completely pierced the sky.

   The rain, which is as big as a bean, is splashed down in an instant.

That strange looking horse is not a loyal guardian spirit horse. Although it has the ability to climb mountains and surmount mountains, it has a selfish and narrow heart. It looks down the cliff, let out a long cry, and then Run away.

  It is enough to see that animals are like people, they are divided into good, evil, loyal and traitorous. If they are born with wisdom and consciousness, they also have a personality orientation.

  Some people favor animals and despise the same kind. It is really ridiculous to compare animals to being unparalleled in loyalty and innocence.

  The sky gradually darkened, but the mountain wind and rainstorm became stronger and stronger.

   And in this situation, a hand full of wounds climbed up the cliff, and then struggled to emerge from under the cliff.

  He turned over in embarrassment, lying on the muddy mountain road, looking up at the gray sky.

   His eyes became sober.

  After a break, the teenager struggled to get up, and then moved on.

   It took about several hours and finally climbed to the top of the mountain.

  There is only one dilapidated house on the top of the mountain.

   It looks like no one has been here in a long time.

  Under the dim light, the house after the rainstorm has a kind of ghostly gloom.

  Seeing that the two pitch-black doors were tightly closed, the young man reached out and patted the rusty door knocker, but he didn't hear any response from the house for a long time.

  The boy's eyes dimmed a bit, and finally he pushed harder with both hands.

   With a creak, the two pitch-black doors suddenly opened wide.

  Looking in, I saw that the yard was full of weeds, and some small animals in the grass were suddenly startled and ran around. The interiors are as dark as ink, with only collapsed beams and some discarded furniture. If you look closely, there is only silence and desolation.

  The young man did not turn around and leave, but stepped forward, turned his head and closed the two gates, and walked forward slowly.

  Passing through a courtyard to the spacious hall, the night became darker, and it was difficult to see your fingers. The biting cold wind, blowing in from the door, scraped the barren weeds in the courtyard, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

  The boy couldn't help tightening the copper knife around his waist.

   It seems that only this knife can give him a little courage and confidence.

  Although the young man only has innate cultivation, he still has the ability to see things in the dark.

  In the middle of the hall, there was a dilapidated Eight Immortals table with broken legs, and four grand master chairs that had been overturned.

  The boy walked to the Eight Immortals table and looked at the pattern on the table.

  Following the instructions left by his father, he slowly connected the patterns on the table with his fingers, and then touched a tiny mechanism at the corner of the table beside him.

   Only a click sound was heard.

  There was a hole in the ground.

   There is another stone door in the hole.

  The stone gate is thick and cold.

  The young man couldn't help being a little scared, but he took a deep breath and summoned up his courage.

  He coughed lightly, and said respectfully to the two stone gates: "The disciple of the younger generation, Luo Yuanlang, is here to greet Patriarch Shao..."

  The voices of these two sentences are extremely high and penetrating, and it is obvious that they have sufficient skill.

  But at the two stone gates, there was still a dead silence, and no echo could be heard.

  A gust of wind blew, and a spray of water fell from the leak on the roof. Luo Yuen Long's face felt cold, and at the same time, there was a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help shivering.

  After thinking about it, he mustered up his courage again, stepped down to the stone gate, and then lay down on it and pushed hard.

  Shimen showed no signs of being pushed open.

  Just about to use his true energy, he forcibly broke into the door.

  The stone door suddenly opened.

  Luo Yuen Long felt that he had fallen into a bottomless hole.

   Rolled and slid for tens of meters in the hole before falling to the ground with a snap.

  Look up.

   What I saw was a big sarcophagus.

   The sarcophagus was not closed.

  Luo Yuen Long boldly stepped forward and took a look.

   Just in time to see the eyes of the man lying in the coffin opened suddenly.

  The eyes of the two happened to meet at the same place.

  The next moment the boy was sucked by a huge suction force.

   Not only the power in the body, but also the spirit, energy and spirit are all rapidly losing together.

  In just a moment, many wrinkles appeared on the boy's face, and white hair grew on his head.

   "Shao... Patriarch Shaoyang! I am Luo Yuen Long... my father... my father Luo Yu." The young man finished speaking with difficulty.

  The huge suction force stopped immediately.

  The person in the sarcophagus flew straight up, and stood there looking at the young man with empty eyes.

   It took a while before she acquired the charm and showed a bit of sobriety.

  Shaoyang was temporarily called 'upper limit'.

  Although there will still be a cooldown time when you go offline, you can choose to leave a trace of consciousness in your physical body when you go offline.

  Once something happens to the place where the body is hidden, Zhengti's mind will receive a warning, and then go online quickly.

   This is also one of the application tips developed by the monks for the Huzhong Realm.

  Speaking of it... it's a bit like hanging up.

   "Luo Yuen Long! Are you Luo Yu's son?" Shao Yang asked the boy.

The young man immediately fell to his knees with a thud, and said loudly in a weeping voice: "Master Shao! It is my disciple... my father... my father is dead! My Hanshui Luo family has a total of 137 people... ... Now there is only one disciple left!"

   "I implore the patriarch... I implore the patriarch to avenge my Luo family!"

   As he spoke, Luo Yuen Long kowtowed his head on the stone slab with his exhausted body.

Goodnight everybody!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)