The summer in July is the time when the sun is shining brightly, but the Kangcheng City of Song Dynasty is covered with clouds, and the thick clouds are pressed down, as if it is heavy as the wind and rain are about to come.

The magnificent palaces and the dilapidated cold palaces are all shrouded in gray haze, and they are all the same deserted and quiet.

In front of the Cold Palace Hall, Young Master Tianjian stood with his hands behind his back. His face looked ugly, just like the weather at this time, it was so gloomy that water was about to drip.

Not only did he receive the news from Tianzhi City, but even Mrs. Song, who was hidden in the cold palace, was obviously fully aware of it, otherwise she would not have come to find her at this time.

Unexpectedly, the third brother was so scheming that he set up an ambush in Tianzhi City before leaving the State of Song. Moreover, the fifth brother was so useless that he threw the city away so quickly.

It seems that only by eliminating the third brother can he sit on the throne of the Duke of Song.

However, it is not so easy to get rid of the third brother.

"Young Master, Mrs. Song is invited."

Young Master Tianjian stepped into the hall, and it was still so cold inside. Behind the thick curtain, the figure sitting on the soft collapse was still so graceful, and her voice was as cold as before.

"Why!"

Mrs. Song seemed to sigh and said indifferently: "I didn't expect that in just five years, he would be so powerful. Although he had never seen him, he could always hear his name."

The young master of Tianjian was confused and frowned and said, "He? Madam is saying..."

"Don't ask the god!"

Mrs. Song said the name of this person, but asked without answering and said, "Do you know about this person? "

"Don't ask the heaven, the Taoist name Wuji Zhenjun, the head of the Wuji Sect of Zheng State, is rumored to be the first genius of Zheng State's cultivation. It is said that he has reached the realm of fake infants and has unclear relations with the Duke of Zheng State. This time, the strong support invited by the third brother is probably difficult to deal with."

The young master of Tianjian snorted coldly and continued, "This third brother really leads the wolf into the house. It is easy to invite gods and difficult to send gods. This Wuji True Lord is already a fake baby realm. No one can compete in the territory of Song State. How can he control it?"

"Yes, what the young master said is the most. The reason why I called you here is because of this Wuji True Lord. This person has already secretly controlled Zheng State. Therefore, Song State must have made a bad plan."

Mrs. Song sighed lightly and continued, "Five years ago, Zheng Tianyuan died at King Wangshan. Tianyi Zhenjun avoided his attack for a while and did not want to be enemies with this person. If he had not come to the door this time, I would not have been willing to be enemies with this person."

"Is there really nothing we can do?"

The young master Tianjian looked unwilling and gritted his teeth and said, "If I hand over my ancestors' foundation to outsiders, as the eldest son of the Song family, I am really ashamed of my ancestors."

"The way...is not without it."

Mrs. Song pondered for a moment, and the tone suddenly changed: "In the past, Duke Song was addicted to cultivation and relied heavily on the two marquises in government affairs. It was also because of the two marquises that Duke Song could firmly sit in the country for more than hundreds of years. If the young master wants to achieve great things, he must obtain the strong support of the two marquises."

Speaking of this, she continued: "As long as the Juncheng of Kangzhou is under the control of the young master, the initiative is in our hands. The 40,000 Tianjian Guards under the young master guards defend the city and set up a net of heaven and earth. Just need Mr. Xuan Shendao to return to the city to attend the funeral, but why worry about not surrendering?"

The young master of Tianjian nodded repeatedly. The news of Duke Song's death had spread throughout Kangzhou, and it was already a hot topic. It was time to announce the world.

The third brother always advocated loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, and his personality of admiration for fame. If he did not come to Kangcheng to attend the funeral in person, he would definitely be criticized by thousands of people, and even the soldiers under his command would be disappointed.

This is a good idea, but... Wuji Zhenjun is ultimately a big trouble.

Young Master Tianjian was still full of worry. Although it was separated by the thick curtain, Mrs. Song seemed to have captured his expression and pondered: "Young Master, don't worry. No matter how powerful the True Lord Wuji is, he will only have been practicing for a hundred years. I have my own plans for this matter. If he dares to go to Kangcheng alone, he will definitely want him to come and go."

"good!"

The young master of Tianjian slapped his hands and said yes, and immediately smiled heartily: "With the words of Wu Deacon, I will feel relieved. No matter how powerful the true Lord Wuji is, how can he be the opponent of Yin Fenglou?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he bowed his hands and turned around and left the hall, but ignored the surprise of the figure behind the curtain.

The sound of ringing and pendant sounded, and the figure behind the curtain walked out, the morning glow-like cheeks were covered with haze, and the pair of soul-stirring water-cut pupils seemed to pass by the vague murderous intent.

"Come here, notify the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce and send a message to the princess immediately."

At the same time, Jingzhou Tianzhicheng was in an underground death row.

The candlelight lit up, and the dark cell gradually became brighter. Young Master Wuliang's closed eyes slightly opened, but his expression became a little confused.

Soon, outside the cell, two figures were cast on the ground, and candlelight illuminated their bodies.

"Kill the True Lord, is this your new master?"

Mr. Wuliang said coldly, "So you have been an internal supporter of Zheng State. You have been so hidden in the past few years. Not only did I be fooled by you, but my third brother was also played with by you. I didn't expect that the great foundation of Song State was ruined by you. It's a pity that my son's corpse king Gu Poison Powder Powder Powder Powder Powder."

"Fifth Young Master, you can't say that."

The Crazy True Lord sneered and stepped forward to scold, "This is the leader of the Wuji Sect, the Taoist Master Wuji True Lord, and the veritable fake baby power. If you don't come forward and kneel down and bow."

Speaking of the back, his voice became stern, and echoes came from the cell, and even the candlelight swayed lightly and darkly.

"True Lord Wuji?"

Young Master Wuliang raised his head slightly, feeling his eyes a little dazzling. The figure in front of him was dazzling. He wanted to look at it carefully, but he couldn't see it clearly.

The one standing in front of me is like the bright moon in the vast sky, with such a ray of light. He is just a mouse in the dungeon, maggots squirming in the darkness, tortured by the evil technique day and night, and has long become neither human nor ghost.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree!

The earth refers to the city. The Wuji True Lord became famous in one battle. He first killed the Beast Demon True Lord, and then killed the Demon True Lord. The ten Demon Kings of the Heavenly Demon Sect fell two of them, which was the limelight.

Others may not know about Tianzhicheng, but Young Master Wuliang knows that even the fierce young master of the Tianhuang list of the Bianhuang list is not against him. He fled in front of Wuji Zhenjun, and he didn't even know whether to live or die.

This is the darling of God. Being favored by the way of heaven, one will achieve the Nascent Soul Way in the future, and the future will be limitless. It is naturally not surprising that killing the true king and choosing this wise master to do it.

"If you want to kill the king, how can you humiliate him?"

Young Master Wuliang looked lonely and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was ready to lead his neck to death.

"Young Master Wuliang, it is of course easy to kill you, but..."

Speaking of this, Mo Wentian paused, but said with a smile: "Why do I want to kill you?"

"this……"

Young Master Wuliang's expression stagnated, and his mind immediately changed. He seemed to quickly figure out the reason, his eyes were full of hope, but soon he fell down and said with a wry smile: "Master Mo, if you want to support me as a puppet of Song State, you may have to make a wrong plan."

"No, Mr. Wuliang."

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "I can see that you are not a pedantic person. There is clearly a way to live in front of you, but the future may not be a smooth road, but why should you seek death?"

"The True Lord Wuji, the so-called "clever people don't say secret words," I have become a useless person decades ago. Even if you don't kill me now, you will definitely take action in the future."

Mr. Wuliang looked as if dead as if he was ashes, and said with a sigh: "The golden-faced man who fought with you that day was the fierce young man from Di State. It was because of this person who ruined my future. If he hadn't practiced the incomplete Taiyin Refining Art, how could he end up in such a situation?"

"Taiyin Refining Gang Art?"

Mo Wentian thought for a moment and understood it completely, laughed and said, "No wonder Mr. Wuliang's temperament changed drastically back then. He changed from a gentleman, a gentleman, who was Renzhi and Lixin, to a lewd disciple who harmed women. It turned out that he was practicing incomplete martial arts and became a demon."

"That's right, this Taiyin Refining Gang Art is a magical technique. I was greedy for the progress of my cultivation back then, but I didn't expect that after practicing, I fell deeper and deeper, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and I couldn't stop at all, otherwise I would be worse than death and would have to suck the female essence of the Taiyin Day to prolong my life.

Speaking of this, Young Master Wuliang looked gloomy and said with regret: "I know that my sins are serious, but this martial arts are really evil. The sea of ​​consciousness is constantly eroded by evil, and I can't even seek death. If I continue, I'm afraid I'm not far from becoming an animal."

Mo Wentian understood completely, nodded and said, "In this way, are you controlled by the fierce young master because of his flaw in controlling this technique?"

"Yes, I believe the leader Mo also understands that it is because of this incomplete technique that even if you obey you, you will either become a beast with great beast nature or become a slave to the fierce young master in the future, and there will be no other way to go."

After saying that, Young Master Wuliang closed his eyes in despair and sighed, "If Master Mo took action, it would be considered a relief for me. This kind of life is neither human nor ghost, I would have long since passed."

Mo Wentian was slightly stunned and shook his head and said, "For a broken martial art, Young Master Wuliang doesn't have to die. Others may not be able to do anything about it, but for me, I am not helpless. I can help you repair the complete martial arts techniques."

"What?"

Young Master Wuliang immediately opened his eyes, as if he heard something incredible, and said disbelief: "Impossible, this is a magical spell, not an ordinary low-level spell. Even the true king of Nascent Soul with magical power and magical power cannot be repaired."

"Young Master Wuliang, I said it can be repaired, so naturally I will not be making a big fuss. You don't need to question this."

Speaking of this, Mo Wentian snorted coldly and continued, "If you believe me, you will hand over the remnant book of Taiyin Refining Gang Jue. In less than a day, you will naturally return a complete book."

"this……"

Young Master Wuliang fell silent, and his face began to change constantly. It was not that he was reluctant to let go of the Taiyin Refining Gang Art. Although this magical power technique is extremely powerful, it has fatal flaws and is not even considered useless. Whoever practices will be in trouble, and whoever gives it will harm whoever you are.

However, he didn't really believe Mo Wentian's words when practicing magical powers and magic techniques.

But I am a fisherman, and if I have such an opportunity, why don’t I try it? Maybe this true king of Wuji will have the ability to understand the heavens.

As soon as he thought of this, Young Master Wuliang had an idea in his mind. He threw out a simple jade slip with his sleeve and said seriously: "If you can completely repair the skills and make me become a human again, I will definitely bow my head in the future, so as to follow the leader of the sect."

"good!"

Mo Wentian nodded, looked at the residual scroll in his hand carefully, and felt the wisps of demonic energy coming from above, as if it was everywhere, looking for gaps to erode his meridians.

It’s a very evil technique, but the sect has a Sutra Pavilion, so it’s not difficult to completely repair this technique.
Chapter completed!