In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 205
The mottled flesh worms turned into powder in Zhu Qingfeng's palm.

Thousands of miles away, in an ordinary courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River.

A pair of blood-colored eyes slowly opened, and a hoarse old woman's voice sounded: "Young master, the corpse soul worm has disappeared."

"It's okay."

The quiet and elegant young man leaned against the green bamboo, his handsome face showed a bit of confidence in controlling everything: "The goal has been achieved."

The long black veil was drawn across the ground, and the mottled poisonous scorpion and centipede fell in response.

"Young master, could it be that Zhu Qingfeng noticed something? After all, he is also a master on the supreme list."

There was a hint of worry in the hoarse voice.

The young man stared at the sky with a calm expression: "In the northern grasslands, there have already been immortals descended into the world. Iron cavalry came from the north and invaded the frontiers of the Sui Dynasty. Therefore, the Taoist sect ordered the world, and now there are thirteen supreme beings in the world. Set foot in the court of the Golden Tent."

"Right now, Zhu Qingfeng is in the northern border, how can he have time to care about the land south of the Yangtze River?"

There was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth: "Unless, his daughter is under mortal threat."

The young man waved his landscape folding fan and said with a faint smile: "It's just that in that silly girl's hand, there is a supreme treasure. There is a supreme will in it, and even a warrior who has condensed the martial arts true elixir cannot stop it."

"Who can hurt her? Unless!"

His words froze slightly, and a strange look flashed across his face.

"Unless what?"

There was a bit of urgency in the hoarse words.

The young man sneered, and said playfully, "Unless there is a lunatic who is not afraid of death and dares to anger a Supreme Being! That's not enough, he must have the ability to destroy a Supreme Treasure. Otherwise, no matter how powerful Zhu Qingfeng is, it will be difficult for him to detect it."

Even if he boasted of his talent, he couldn't destroy the Supreme Treasure even if he was holding a mysterious weapon.

After all, the so-called "Supreme Treasure" is something that purely contains the Supreme True Meaning.

How many warriors in the supernatural power realm can resist the power of the Supreme?

The brilliance dissipated, and Zhu Qingfeng's figure also disappeared.

Zhou Tianlin knelt down on the ground slowly, and kowtowed heavily: "Master, this disciple will definitely not disappoint your expectations."

Chen Xiu stared at what was in front of him, but he couldn't calm down in his heart: "The heroes of the late Sui Dynasty have all been born. Today, the dragon boat is about to go to the south of the Yangtze River. Troubled times are coming."

He slowly raised his head, stared at Zhou Tianfu and said slowly, "Brother Tianlin."

After a pause, Chen Xiu stared and said: "No, Du Fuwei. Do you have any plans for the next step?"

There was a bit of confusion in Zhou Tianlin's eyes: "I don't know. Since I was a child, Master has taught me to practice exercises and accompany my junior sister. Now I am alone, I really don't know where I am."

Ji Wuqing's eyes moved slightly, and she said softly: "Then, I'll teach the prince to recommend you to join the Xuanjing Department."

Zhou Tianlin clasped his fists, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Wuqing, I will remember it. It's just that I'm used to being comfortable in the Shenwu Pavilion, and I don't want to join the sect. Now, I want to travel all over the famous mountains and rivers. Find a quiet place and practice "Six Mountains God's Palm" hard."

There was a playful look in Chen Wu's eyes.

It seems that he was hit hard.

Chen Xiu rested his chin, pondering slightly.

Then, he suddenly said, "Then I can point you in the right direction."

He said slowly: "Liaodong, Changbai Mountains! There are mountains everywhere, maybe it is very suitable for you."

There was an inexplicable look in Chen Xiu's eyes.

In his memory, Du Fuwei started his business in Changbai Mountain.

Fallen grass becomes a bandit, raises righteous teachers, and crusades against the Sui Dynasty.

"In the north of Liaodong, it's really quiet." Du Fuwei's eyes were a little bright, he stared at Chen Xiu, and slightly cupped his hands: "Brother Chen, I lost to you today because I didn't practice enough. If I can meet again in the future See you, I hope I can compete with you again."

After all, his footsteps were like shadows, his movements were like illusions, and he rushed straight into the crowd without looking back.

Eventually disappears from view.

"Chen Wu, can you figure out anything? About this corpse soul worm." Chen Xiu turned slightly, and his eyes fell on Chen Wu.

In his hand, there is a rather delicate paper crane.

This paper crane is the color of black gold, which has a somewhat inexplicable power.

This is the message Zhu Qingfeng gave him, which originated from Taoism.

It is said that there are four colors of paper cranes in Taoism: white, yellow, blue, and black, representing four identities.

White is the most common, it is ordinary talisman paper, which is used for ordinary communication between disciples; yellow is "spirit-suppressing paper", which has the function of suppressing demons and eliminating demons, and the paper cranes transformed into it are used for the connection between Taoist sects; It is the "Thousand Years Unifying Spirit Paper", which is an official document of the Taoist sect, and it also represents the news of the leader of the Taoist sect, Zhenwu Shenzong.

As for the black and gold paper cranes, only the elders and above of the Xuanwu Zhenzong can have the "Xuanwu Soul Repelling Paper".

"Yes, it is possible. It's just that the price I pay for fortune-telling is very high." Chen Wu laughed strangely, flipped the folding fan in his hand, and pressed it against his heart: "Because if you count once, you will live twice less." Ten days."

In the words, there were scattered counting chips floating in his hands, and there was a bit of deep color in his eyes: "However, if we cooperate, the price is negligible. After all, I still have fifty days of life, and I also want to live on."

Chen Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "What can you help me?"

Chen Wu grinned, with a look of fanaticism in his eyes: "The Chibi Altar is about to open! Let's cooperate!"

Ji Wuqing clasped her fists in both hands, and said calmly: "Speaking of which, what exactly is it? It makes you so crazy."

Chen Wuguai laughed twice, and said in a deep voice: "Zhuge Wolong used to divination the number of days, and used to know the wind and rain divination disk. As long as I get it, I can surely step into the realm of supernatural powers!"

"At that time, I will be able to live another six years!"

At this moment, there was the sound of heavy wheels rolling, from far to near.

"Master Chen, my third son is here to invite you."

A slightly respectful voice sounded in Chen Xiu's ear.

The flow of people in the distance is like a tide, spreading towards both sides.A huge four-wheeled carriage slowly approached.

The exquisite and luxurious car was pulled by four snow-like white horses. The dark golden horseshoes stepped down gently, drawing everyone's attention, and gradually stopped in front of Chen Xiu.

The rather ornately dressed old man bowed slightly, with a hint of curiosity on his rather respectful face.

What is the identity of my own third son?
The first family in the south of the Yangtze River, the heir of the Nan Chen Wang family!
He is also the heir of An Lehou, a peerless genius who ranks third on the Billboard.

This is the first time he has seen the third son so solemn in so many years?
"Mr. Chen's invitation." Chen Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

(End of this chapter)