Various thoughts flashed through Shang Jinyang's mind for a moment, and he finally said seriously: "Blood River Tu is just an entry-level skill that I teach, and the advanced level is Blood Nerve;
Under normal circumstances , unless they have made significant contributions to our religion, they will generally not be given blood nerves.
But I think Brother Liu is extremely talented, or he may be born with a demonic body, and he will not be able to achieve great results in the future. limit I will give you this Blood Nerve Technique and find a position for you at the helm.
I hope that if you can gain power in the future, you will not forget your merchant brother..."
Qin Yao took a deep look at him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, village master, you have the spirit of understanding, tolerance and kindness to people. If I become successful in the future, I will definitely not forget your kindness today."
Shang Jinyang was overjoyed and said: "Then it's a deal! Listen carefully, this blood nerve starts from Shao Shang's vein..."
Half an hour later.
Shang Jinyang talked endlessly about his twenty years of practice and insights, and finally asked: "Brother Liu, how much do you understand?"
Qin Yao smiled and said: " The village leader said it in such detail, I naturally understood everything."
Shang Jinyang: "..."
He didn't quite believe that if he just said it once, the other party would be able to understand his twenty years of cultivation and enlightenment, but then he thought about the fact that he had completed the Blood River Massacre in just half an hour, and he really couldn't raise any questions, so he said: "You try Let’s see if we can use the Blood Nerve Technique.”
Qin Yao nodded slightly, and with a thought, his body suddenly became illusory, turning into a faint blood shadow, moving as fast as the wind, like a light red lightning.
Despite his expectations, Shang Jinyang couldn't help but open his mouth.
Extremely shocking!
It took him more than ten years to reach this state from scratch.
And the other party is just a stick of incense!
“Brother Liu is truly a god.” After a long time, Shang Jinyang sighed sincerely.
The gap was so big that he was so afraid that he didn't even dare to feel jealous.
Qin Yao settled beside him and returned to his original form: "Thank you, village master, for giving me this opportunity..."
Shang Jinyang waved his hand and said with a complicated expression: "I will go back and write a letter now. You can hold my letter and go to the main helm of Daxue Mountain tomorrow morning. Wudu Village is too small to accommodate your giant Buddha."
Unconsciously, he actually used the honorific!
The next day.
Shang Jinyang not only wrote him a letter of introduction, he even thoughtfully arranged a carriage for their master and servant and personally sent them out of the village.
Standing in front of the mountain village, watching the carriage go further and further away, Shang Jinyang suddenly realized that the time for him to become the leader might not be far away...
In a blink of an eye.
Thirteen years later.
Qin Yao, who was the left guardian of the demon sect at that time, was sitting in the bright hall, looking calmly at an old man leading a group of people into the hall, and said indifferently: "Why did the leader rebel?"
disheveled hair , an old man in red clothes and holding a bloody broad sword shouted: "The Demon Cult has been here for hundreds of years. , How can there be a rebellion by the leader? The real rebel is you, Liu Yanchang!"
Qin Yao looked at the people following him, and saw that these people were both good and evil, and they were all very generous. Want to follow him to death?”
“Kill!”
The leader of the Demon Cult said Li Xiao.
Qin Yao sighed, and several red shadows suddenly flew out of his body, killing everyone around the leader in the blink of an eye.
“Dang.” The leader’s eyes widened, and the bloody sword in his hand unexpectedly dropped.
The red shadow then flew back into Qin Yao's body, and the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet.
"What realm is this?" After a long time, the leader murmured with despair.
Qin Yao's face paused and he said softly: "Probably he entered the Tao through martial arts..."
Shao Qing, as he walked out of the bright hall, the leader's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon, and the headless body fell limply. On the ground.
"Young Master." In front of the Mingtang, Ah Qing stepped out and bowed his hands.
"Gather all the top leaders of the Demon Cult, I have something to say." Qin Yao said lightly.
"Yes." Ah Qing accepted the order, and his body suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared under the night sky.
Obviously, over the past ten years, she has also developed advanced martial arts.
Half an hour later.
Sixteen powerful figures from the Demon Sect, together with their generals and disciples, gathered in front of the Mingtang. They looked at Protector Zuo, who was dressed in black and stood on the stone steps, with different expressions.
"The leader united with outsiders to rebel, and I have killed him. From today on, I will temporarily act as leader. Who agrees and who opposes?" Qin Yao said lightly.
"I object." A strong man with a bald head and a scar on his head said angrily: "You are the rebellious traitor of the Demon Sect..."
"Poof!"
Before he finished speaking, Abi suddenly appeared in front of him and pierced his heart with a sword.
The strong man opened his mouth, scarlet blood spilled from his mouth, and he could not hide the shock on his face.
“Chi.” Abi put away her sword, and her body turned into an afterimage, flashing back to Qin Yao.
Under the night, among the flames.
Qin Yao's cheeks were bronzed by the fire, and his voice was soft: "Is there anyone else who objects?"
Looking at the strong man who fell on the ground, still twitching slightly, the other senior executives knelt down one after another: " Meet the leader! ”
Compared with the righteous sect, the demonic sect that naturally believes that the strong is king lacks a lot of hard bones.
Killing chickens to scare monkeys has the best effect.
Qin Yao looked indifferent and said calmly: "From today on, the Demonic Cult will be renamed as the Ming Cult. From now on, we are no longer allowed to go down the mountain to plunder, do harm to the people, and are not allowed to harm the people. We must punish evil and promote good, and save people. The world is the goal.
Brothers in the church, if anyone causes trouble again, I will take off his head. If outsiders, whether they are officials or gentry, have evil deeds, once proven, the members of the church can act on behalf of Heaven and punish them on behalf of Heaven. Do you understand? "
"Yes, leader. "
The senior officials were trembling and shouted loudly.
Guardian Zuo... No, it should be said that a maid next to the leader can easily kill a guardian, so let me ask Who is the leader's opponent in the entire demon sect?
Afterwards, Qin Yao entrusted A Qing with all major matters in the sect and told her to promote Shang Jinyang to the position of chief helm.
He flew down the snow-capped mountains, spent half a cup of tea, and arrived at a street with no smoke and only human smoke.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Not long after, in the Liu family lantern shop, a young man wearing white pajamas and long hair was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard. He saw Qin After Yao entered the door, he stood up suddenly.
“Sir.” Opposite the young man, Abi in a blue dress stood up and bowed.
Qin Yao nodded at Abi, and then said to the young man: "Where do I go and do I need to report to you?"
The young man grinned: "That's not true. I just hope you can take me with you next time you go out."
Qin Yao glanced at the stone table in front of him and said lightly: "I don't want to sleep at night. , playing chess here?”
The boy: “There’s no class tomorrow anyway…”
“Abi, send him back to his room to rest,” Qin Yao ordered.
"Yes, sir." Abi immediately grabbed the young man's wrist and led him towards a room.
"Aunt Abi, just tell me, where has my father, who is always seen but not seen, gone?" the young man begged after entering the room.
“Don’t ask.” Abi closed the door for him and stood outside the door and said, “Go to sleep quickly, little Chenxiang.”
“I’m sixteen, not too young. ." In the bedroom, Chen Xiang murmured softly.
The next day.
Agarwood was sitting in her shop with an extracurricular book in front of her, reading with gusto. He didn't like to study since he was a child. He felt sleepy after reading serious books, but he could never forget informal books. Therefore, his grades in school were always at the bottom of the list.
Two hours later.
Qin Yao walked into the shop with a gift box and walked straight towards him.
It wasn't until he came closer that Chen Xiang suddenly woke up and quickly closed the book, his heart pounding wildly.
Qin Yao glanced at the cover of the book and asked, "What are you afraid of when reading the Book of Songs?"
Chenxiang took a deep breath and smiled: "No, I'm not afraid; Dad, what is that in your hand?"
Qin Yao delivered the gift box to him and said: "Did you forget What day is it today?”
Agarwood thought about it, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in her mind: “That’s right. , today is my birthday."
Qin Yao smiled: "Take it, birthday gift."
"What is it?" Chen Xiang opened the box quickly with a smile on his face. I saw a simple and beautiful long sword lying quietly in the box, and every cloud pattern on the scabbard was so delicate.
"Sword!"
Agarwood shouted in surprise.
Qin Yao shrugged: "Haven't you always wanted a sword? How about it, do you like it?"
Chen Xiang picked up the slightly heavy sword and drew it with a clang. He took it out of its sheath and looked at the sword shining with a faint blue light in the sun. His love was beyond words: "I like it, I like it so much."
"I also have a gift for you." At this time, Abina Walked over with the box.
Chenxiang asked curiously: "What is it?"
"Open it yourself." Abi said with a smile.
Agarwood quickly opened the box and saw a blue book inside, with three big characters written on the cover: Pure Yang Kung.
"Internal strength and mental method?" Chenxiang asked in surprise.
Which man doesn’t long to fight with a sword to the end of the world?
Internal strength is the foundation of martial arts. Chenxiang dreams of practicing martial arts to become the master of martial arts and dominate the world.
"Yes." Abi smiled and said, "Are you happy?"
"Of course, today is the happiest day in my life!" Chenxiang said loudly.
That day, he began to study Pure Yang Kung impatiently. He studied it from day to night and refused to rest until late at night.
I feel excitedly that the true energy in my body is getting stronger with practice. This feeling is addictive.
I don't know how long it took, but he gradually fell asleep while sitting cross-legged. At a certain moment, his body suddenly trembled, and his soul suddenly rushed out of his body...
"Ghost!"
Look When he saw himself sitting on the bed, Chenxiang was frightened and swooped through the wall, from the lantern shop to the street, and ran away.
After running out of Liujiazhuang, he suddenly felt a sense of coldness. It was as if a hole had opened in his body from somewhere, and the strength in his body was constantly draining away.
He finally felt fear, and quickly turned around and ran towards home, but before he could run far, he gradually couldn't run anymore.
"What is going on? Am I going to die here?"
Looking at the cold stars in the sky, Liu Chenxiang felt that her body was about to burst.
At the critical moment, a warmth suddenly came from behind him, making him wake up instantly.
Liu Chenxiang became energetic and turned around to look, only to see an old man wearing a white gown with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes slowly retracting his palm and looking at him...seemingly with a hint of kindness?
“Thank you, uncle.”
"Uncle?"
The man in white raised his eyebrows and said: "Forget it, let's just be an uncle. You kid, you are playing out of body for no reason. Is this something you can play at this stage? ?”
“Out of body? No wonder just I just saw myself..." Liu Chenxiang murmured, and then said: "I can't play this kind of game. I just fell asleep and jumped out of my body."
"As expected of my Yang family bloodline." The man in white said in a low voice.
“What?” Liu Chenxiang didn’t hear clearly.
The man in white shook his head and smiled: "My child, what do you want to do in the future?"
Liu Chenxiang said without thinking: "I want to be a hero, a very, very powerful hero."
The man in white asked curiously: "Why do you want to be a hero?"
"Because my father gave me He told many stories about chivalrous people."
Liu Chenxiang said with great interest: "There is a man named East Evil, a Western Poison, a Southern Emperor, a Northern Beggar with supernatural powers, Qiao Feng, Xu Zhu, Duan Yu, and Guo Jing, a sweeping monk. The most important thing is to serve the country and the people. I can only study like that. It is difficult to be an examiner in this life, but it is not bad to be a hero."
"A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people." The man in white had a strange look in his eyes and said to himself: No wonder he spent thirteen years changing the Demonic Sect into the Ming Sect, and he actually has such a benevolent heart.
Whoever does what they do will be recorded in this world.
The so-called deduction of heavenly secrets is to check this record through the way of heaven.
Before coming, he calculated Liu Yanchang's life and knew exactly what he had done.
"Yes, it's awesome." Liu Chenxiang said with a smile.
The man in white clothes laughed dumbly: "You really admire your father."
Liu Chenxiang: "Yes, he is omnipotent in my eyes!"
The man in white clothes sighed: " It seems that he is not as bad as I thought."
"Are you an old acquaintance with him?" Liu Chenxiang looked curious.
The man in white was silent for a moment and said, "So be it."
"Then what's your relationship with him?"
The man in white was asked, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.
"Is this question... difficult to answer?" Liu Chenxiang asked.
The man in white breathed out gently and said, "Come with me to see him."
"Okay, okay~" Chenxiang said happily.
Shao Qing, the two of them came to the Liu family lantern shop together, and saw the main door of the shop wide open, and a figure holding a cane standing in the middle of the yard.
Agarwood's heart skipped a beat, her scalp suddenly numbed, and she hid behind the man in white with a whooshing sound.
In the courtyard.
Qin Yao looked at the strange yet familiar figure outside the door, a flash of surprise flashed across his face, and then shouted: "Liu Chenxiang, get back to the room."
"You don't Will you hit me?" Liu Chenxiang said.
"I count to three, one, two..." Qin Yao said lightly.
“Don’t count so fast, don’t count so fast.” Liu Chenxiang shouted and ran into the room.
Looking at his jumping appearance, the man in white couldn't help but have a smile on his face.
"Liu Yanchang has met the God of Justice." After Chenxiang entered the room, Qin Yao put away the cane and said with cupped hands.
A complex expression quickly flashed across Yang Jian's face, and he said lightly: "You taught Agarwood very well."
Qin Yao shook his head and said helplessly: "Others are fine, but I don't like to study."
Yang Jian didn't know what expression to show, so he maintained a calm state: "It's okay if you don't study the Four Books and Five Classics... "(End of this chapter)