The ancestor of all monsters in Shushan

Chapter 504: Silence is better than sound

Wu Xing did not go far. He flew to the clouds and looked at the two children from afar. He wondered: Where did these two powerful young men come from, holding such good magic swords in their hands?

The Emei sect has been closed to the outside world for many years.

The most popular sects in recent years are the Qingcheng and Snow Mountain sects, as well as Wudang and Kunlun. However, Wu Xing recognizes the styles of the disciples of these sects, but the styles of these two children are unfamiliar to him.

Shi Feiyang's way of governing the world as practiced by the Three Sovereigns was different from the traditional way of seclusion of the Three Pure Ones, but he did not form his own unique style in magic and swordsmanship.

After all, he had not practiced for long enough, and when he taught his disciples, he often created his own techniques according to each person's situation, doing what he wanted, and there was no unified style.

In addition, his whereabouts were uncertain and his disciples were also running around everywhere, so to many people, he was still just a legend.

Wu Xing couldn't guess the origins of Qiu Yuan and Shi Zhu. He just thought that they were just two kids who had just entered the sect and had gotten good luck, inheriting the legacy of their ancestors.

Besides, those two sets of magic swords are so good that even if they are the descendants of some powerful figure, they can't do anything about it. They can just take the swords first, and then find a place to hide. When the swords are refined and combined with their own Taoist skills, it doesn't matter if someone comes to take revenge!
He was thinking about how to seize the sword when he suddenly saw two sword lights flying above the clouds, one of which looked very familiar.

Wu Xing rushed over and sent a message to keep the person.

The two sword lights disappeared, revealing two women, both of whom looked extremely ugly and strange.

The fat old woman on the right, wearing a golden waistcoat, barefoot and bare arms, with a leopard head and round eyes, is none other than his good friend’s aunt, Pu Miaomiao, the sword fairy and golden thread goddess from Chongming Island in Jiangsu.

The other one was a middle-aged Taoist nun, also with a leopard head and round eyes, yellow hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a flaming Taoist robe, and holding a dragon-headed cane with nine sections and eighteen rings in her hand. No one could recognize who she was.

It is said that Pu Miaomiao had a nephew named Pu He, the Three-Handed Fairy, and Pu He had a wife named Feng Sigu.

Pu He was hooking up with Peach Blossom Fairy Li Yuyu outside, and was also flirting with several other vixens, his feelings were unclear.

After Feng Sigu found out, she tried to persuade him several times, but to no avail. She was afraid of Pu Miaomiao and did not dare to retaliate openly, so she secretly hooked up with other men, and Wu Xing was one of them.

After Wu Xing and Feng Sigu got together, they flirted with each other secretly, but on the surface they said that they valued Pu He and wanted to be friends with him, and the two families had a good relationship.

Since Pu He disappeared, Pu Miaomiao had been searching for him many times, but Feng Sigu didn't care at all. She always went out to meet men under the pretext of looking for her husband and often went to Wushan.

Wu Xing had done something wrong, but he also knew that it would be difficult to quickly seize the magic sword with his own strength today, so he could only rely on Pu Miaomiao's power.

He told Pu Miaomiao that there were two children who stole his two new flying swords. He went to ask for them back, but they were so arrogant and unreasonable that they used the power of the magic swords to kill his apprentice. He begged the Golden Thread Goddess to help him get the swords back. After the task was accomplished, he would give her a set of magic swords as a thank you.

Pu Miaomiao knew at a glance that this was not true and did not want to pay attention to him, but the person she was traveling with suddenly spoke up: "According to my calculations, there really is an ancient immortal weapon unearthed here. If I can help you get the sword back, can you give me a set?"

Wu Xing was still hesitating, and Pu Miaomiao shouted, "This one is Master Feilong, the master of the White Deer Cave in Mount Lu!"

Wu Xing's heart skipped a beat: "So it's the famous Nun Feilong! My apologies!"

Nun Feilong was the sister of Long Fei, the Seven-Armed Yaksha of the Wutai Sect. When Feiyang was recruiting Zhixian in Jiuhua Mountain, he met two guys from the Kaiyuan Temple on the Golden Summit. One was the Tiger-faced Galan Leiyin who used the Leiyin Cone, and the other was the Lion King Longhua, who was also Nun Feilong's younger brother.

She is a good friend of Grandma Honghua, and has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, and is well-known among the side sects. In recent years, she has obtained many good things from Mingyu Fairy City, including skills, and many natural treasures, and has refined several powerful mountain treasures.

The entire family of the White Bone God was in disaster, and the two of them were in Mount Lu together. She took over the temple and the foundation, opened the door and recruited disciples. Over the years, it has prospered and she has become a master-like figure.

When he heard it was her, Wu Xing felt a little worried. He was not worried that the plan would not succeed. With the Golden Thread Goddess and Flying Dragon Nun attacking at the same time, it was a foregone conclusion to snatch the two sets of magic swords, just like taking something out of a bag.

What he was worried about was that there were not enough flying swords to go around!
There are two sets of flying swords in total, not enough for three people to share. Although there are quite a lot of them, as many as twelve, the power will be greatly reduced once the accessories of the set are disassembled.

He wanted more and didn't want to share it with others.

But since Master Feilong had already spoken, he had no way of refusing and could only lead the two of them over to look at the two young boys on the hillside from afar.

Pu Miaomiao suddenly said angrily: "Tang Caizhen once visited Chongming Island. I thought she was a good kid and wanted to take her in as my apprentice. But her master was missing and didn't tell me in time. So I gave her a magic talisman and asked her to ask me for help when she was in danger.

I was just passing by from the south, and suddenly I sensed that the talisman was broken, so I came to check it out. I didn't expect that I had already been killed by the little beast! You stay aside for now, and watch me capture them first, and then torture them carefully to avenge Tang Caizhen! "She flew directly to the top of the hillside, shouted loudly, and sacrificed her own cave treasure, the Sanqi Magic Cloud Wheel. The thing flew in the air, and it was a ball of magic light, spinning at high speed, spraying out dense golden threads.

She has been refining this treasure for many years. After the opening of Mingyu Fairy City, a large amount of materials flowed into the Middle-earth Continent. She collected a lot of rare treasures and upgraded this magic weapon many times. Now its power is extraordinary.

Qiu Yuan and Shi Zhu were both very shocked. They didn't know where this ugly old woman came from. She suddenly attacked them cursing and was so cruel from the start!

Qiu Yuan had little experience in fighting, so he quickly released his flying sword to protect himself.

He didn't have enough magical power, and he could only barely cut a few golden threads after using all his strength.

A large amount of golden threads fell down continuously, shining brightly under the sunlight, and in the blink of an eye, he and his sword were tied up like a dumpling!
She retracted her hand, the wheel started to turn, and the golden thread lifted Qiu Yuan up into the sky.

Fortunately, the Xuanyuan Jiugong sword was extremely sharp. Under Shi Zhu's control, the nine golden sword lights circled and danced like golden dragons, cutting the golden threads that stretched out like tentacles into pieces.

Shi Zhu saw his brother being tied up and hung up, so he quickly pointed his fingers and two sword lights quickly rose into the air, cutting the golden threads that were hanging Qiu Yuan.

"Good little dog, relying on a flying sword to commit crimes!"

Pu Miaomiao cursed again and urged the Sanqi Magic Cloud Wheel to spin a little faster. A large amount of golden threads spurted out and spread across the sky, instantly submerging Qiu Yuan who was falling downwards.

At the same time, beams of magic fire shot out from the center of the wheel.

Although Shi Zhu had only been practicing Taoism for a short time, he had great wisdom. Not only did he control the flying sword very accurately, but he was also able to apply what he had learned. Seeing that the situation was urgent, he mobilized four flying swords to fly over and circle around Qiu Yuan at high speed, cutting all the golden threads that bound Qiu Yuan.

At this time, the devil fire from above happened to fall down, and he used his sword to disperse and defeat the devil fire.

Qiu Yuan finally landed back on the ground, but the Sanyang Yiqi Sword had been entangled by the golden thread and forcibly taken away. He pinched the sword gesture to summon it, and could sense that the sword wanted to come back, but was trapped.

Seeing that the devil fire was getting more and more, balls of flames as big as wheels, accompanied by dense golden lines, fell down.

Qiu Yuan was anxious and angry. He took out a golden pill as big as a longan from his Qiankun bag, raised his hand and threw it out, shouting: "Witch! Eat this! See if you can digest it!"

This thing was given to Feiyang by Lin Han when he came to visit him last year. It was Yan Yingmu's Qiantian Taiyi Silent Divine Thunder.

When giving it to him, Lin Han also specifically told him that this thing was extremely powerful and should not be used lightly unless it was a life-threatening situation.

The lightning ball was urged upwards by his true energy. The light was not very strong and was soon submerged in the golden lines in the sky.

Then, it exploded silently.

The densely packed golden threads were expanded and exploded from the inside in an instant by an extremely terrifying force. Even the golden threads that could wrap around the Sanyang Yiqi Sword broke into pieces and then turned into ashes!

Originally, the golden thread covered an area of ​​about an acre above Qiu Yuan and Shi Zhu, but now it instantly expanded to dozens of miles in radius.

The powerful energy crushed down like a mountain, and Qiu Yuan and Shi Zhu were forced to lie on the ground, unable to move. The bones between their chest and abdomen made crackling sounds, and they were almost crushed into pieces.

At that moment Qiu Yuan regretted it. He felt like he was going to be blown to death...

It doesn't matter if I die, but I have to implicate my junior apprentice brother Shi Zhu. This is the master's last disciple. If I die like this, the door will not be closed, and the master will have to find someone else to close it. I really don't make the master worry. Not only can I not close the door, but I also implicated the person who can close the door...

In fact, his thunder bead had been sent to a height of more than a hundred feet above the ground. Under normal circumstances, it would not cause such terrifying killing power on the ground. It was just that the silent divine thunder refined by Yan Yingmu herself was too powerful. It was also because his magic power was not enough, otherwise the power of the thunder bead could be doubled!
He was blown into such a state, and Pu Miaomiao in the sky was even worse off. The golden threads ejected from her magic weapon Sanqilun were all blown away into golden light all over the sky. Needless to say, the magic fire met its nemesis and was completely destroyed in an instant.

Even the main body of the Sanqi Wheel was disintegrated in an instant by the force of the divine thunder, breaking into thousands of tiny pieces that were scattered everywhere, with the farthest one flying nearly a hundred miles away!
Pu Miaomiao herself was also blown into the air, with her hair disheveled and blood coming out of all her orifices.

If she hadn't been standing far away and hadn't had strong magical powers, and if Nun Feilong hadn't blocked the attack in time, she would have been blown to death!

After being blown into such a state, she did not curse or retaliate immediately. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, terrified: "Silent Thunder! Yingmu Thunder! Go, go!"

(End of this chapter)