Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 158 Come to the door
"Is this the Shenfu Gate?"

Ma Dingjun looked at the magnificent mountain gate and could not help but admire it.

Bai Yuan took four people away from Huwei Martial Arts Hall.

Xiao Qiaoniang was naturally one of them. In addition to Qiaojie, there were also Ma Dingjun, Cheng Li and Li Ting.

These people are the ones who have the most potential to break through to the strong and dirty level in Huwei Martial Arts School.

The resources of Shenfu Gate are far beyond what Huwei Martial Arts School can match. After they come to Shenfu Gate, their chances of breaking through the Qiangzang Pass will be greatly increased.

In fact, Chu Yuan was the most talented person among them, but he finally gave up the opportunity to come to Shenfumen.

After all, Old Man Xue is old and still needs to be in charge of the martial arts school.

As for Zhang Yang, he felt that his aptitude and comprehension were average, and there was no point in him going to Shenfu Gate, so he simply stayed in the martial arts hall.

Bai Yuan brought Qiaojie and a few others all the way to his own courtyard at Wanjun Peak.

Liu Qing and Jiang Fei were stunned at first when they saw their young master coming back with a group of people.

"lady."

Liu Qing was very considerate and bowed to Qiaojie.

But in addition to Xiao Qiaoniang, she also called Cheng Li and Li Ting "Madam".

This made the two girls blush for a moment.

Bai Yuan was too lazy to explain.

"Clean out three side rooms."

Qiaojie and he lived in one room, so there were three rooms, not four.

Seeing that Liu Qing and Jiang Fei had good temperaments and were obviously not from ordinary families, Cheng Li and the others did not dare to act arrogantly and followed them to the backyard.

In Qinghe County, women with looks and temperament like these two girls are all from wealthy families.

Bai Yuan's yard is very big, and it is more than enough to accommodate not only ten people, but even a hundred people.

There are so many benefits of being a true disciple.

I heard that there was once a true disciple who hid more than a hundred beautiful maids in his yard, making later disciples extremely envious.

Bai Yuan gave a few more instructions and went to Wanjun Palace impatiently.

Old man Dong's martial arts are at least at the level of Tianxuan Pavilion, and he has been coveting them for a long time.

The Wanjun Hall is extremely large, covering an area of ​​ten acres.

The interior is extremely luxurious, comparable to a royal palace.

It’s just that Old Man Dong is away from home all year round and he doesn’t let his chores disciples clean the place, so the pearls and jade are covered in dust.

Bai Yuan walked alone in the empty hall.

He knew exactly where Old Man Dong hid his skills.

But without Old Man Dong's approval, he would never dare to steal the books privately.

Old man Dong is also a master of mechanical engineering, and his every move cannot escape Old man Dong's control.

After a while, he came to a secret room.

This is where Old Man Dong hid his martial arts skills.

The secret chamber was not big, only about ten feet square, with books scattered on the wooden shelves.

The martial arts techniques collected by Old Man Dong are not ordinary ones, so naturally there won’t be too many of them. Moreover, many of Old Man Dong’s martial arts techniques were passed down orally from others, so they are not really martial arts techniques to speak of.

This is also the reason why Old Man Dong doesn't care about Bai Yuan taking Zhou Siming as his master.

Otherwise, if the fight really came to a head, Old Man Dong would have betrayed his master and ancestors more than a hundred times.

"Magic Skill of Shrinking Yang"

"Thousand Faces"

"Detailed Explanation of Witchcraft and Incantations"

These skills are not all from Huanglong Mansion, some are even from outside Lingzhou.

For example, this "Detailed Explanation of Witchcraft and Spells".

At first glance, it is the witchcraft practiced by the Miao people in the southern border of Xuanyang. I just don’t know if Old Man Dong has ever been to southern border.

The skills that Old Man Dong privately collected were varied, and most of them were strange and eccentric techniques. Orthodox martial arts skills were very few. For example, he didn't even have a single copy of the most common sword and knife techniques.

Dong Wanjun has indeed mastered all the techniques and is not afraid of anyone who comes.

But it's not that he is not picky about food. On the contrary, Old Man Dong has extremely strict requirements on martial arts, and ordinary martial arts are not at all acceptable to him.

Moreover, he would hardly practice the same technique a second time.

Therefore, his private collection would not contain the common items that can be seen in the martial arts hall.

However, Bai Yuan, who started the Sword Ghost profession, likes it very much.

These skills can make his panel become extremely gorgeous. It never hurts to have more skills and more paths.

Old Man Dong told him in the secret letter that he could comprehend these skills in the secret room but could not take them out, so Bai Yuan simply secluded himself in the secret chamber.

"Brother Yuan, are you going out again?"

Xiao Qiaoniang looked at Bai Yuan, who went out early and came back late, and asked with concern.

Bai Yuan nodded.

Although he has a cheat, he still needs to at least read the book once.

Each of Old Man Dong’s martial arts books has more than a thousand pages, which is enough for him to read for a long time.

Bai Yuan even felt like he was back in school writing his graduation thesis, but reading the techniques was much more enjoyable than reading the thesis.

He glanced at his panel.

[Name: Bai Yuan]

[Occupation: Monster Hunter, Sword Demon, Boxer, Soul Cooker]

[Skills: Thousand Faces Kung Fu (not yet mastered), Sunflower Acupuncture (not yet mastered), Zhang's Massage (not yet mastered)]

[Strength Points: 0]

The panel was filled with all sorts of weird-sounding words.

There are more and more strange knowledge points.

The deepest part of Shiwan Mountain.

An old man in gray was walking leisurely in the forest, holding an unknown mushroom in his hand.

Anyone who has lived in the mountains knows that even if it means starving to death, you cannot eat mushrooms you don’t recognize.

But the old man in gray didn't care at all. He tore off a piece of mushroom, put it in his mouth and ate it happily.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Old Dong, aren't you afraid of being poisoned to death?"

Zhou Siming, who had left Lingzhou long ago, appeared in the jungle and looked at Dong Wanjun with his white eyes.

But then he chuckled again.

"I'm overthinking it. There aren't many people in this world who can poison you to death."

Dong Wanjun has many methods, including poison, which makes him almost unrivaled in Lingzhou. A small mushroom cannot kill this old poisoner.

"The demon hunters' ancestral hall won't accept you?"

Dong Wanjun's lips curled up in a playful manner.

Zhou Siming's demon hunter was taken away by him, but it could be considered that he returned it, but he used Bai Yuan's hand, so he knew everything about Zhou Siming.

"Bullshit, I just think that place is too boring." Zhou Siming cursed, but he looked a little guilty.

Yes, he did return to the ancestral hall of the monster hunters, but everything had changed.

He did not get along with the monster hunter who was now in charge of the ancestral hall, so he simply gave up the idea of ​​going back and sneaked back to Huanglong Mansion.

But as soon as he stepped into the territory of Huanglong Mansion, he received a secret letter from Dong Wanjun.

Zhou Siming felt that he might have been spotted by Dong Wanjun's spies before he even set foot in Huanglong Mansion.

"Do you really have seventh-level monster meat?"

Zhou Siming asked, the reason why he was here was of course because Dong Wanjun offered a price he couldn't refuse.

A seventh-level monster is already a big monster comparable to a martial artist at the Zhiganguan level. Even Murong Tian doesn't dare to claim victory lightly. Any monster hunter who can kill a seventh-level monster can be called a master.

Anyway, Zhou Siming knew that he would have no choice but to run away if he faced a seventh-level monster, so he was very interested in the meat of seventh-level monsters.

Dong Wanjun didn't waste any time and took out a package from his arms and threw it to Zhou Siming.

Zhou Siming waved his arm and the package opened automatically.

A paw of some unknown beast appeared in the package.

Zhou Siming narrowed his eyes slightly and said in disbelief: "Unicorn?!"

This unicorn is not the unicorn in Bai Yuan’s previous life, but a strange beast that looks like a horse but not a horse, and like a deer but not a deer. It is hard to find in the world.

He didn't expect that Dong Wanjun really had seventh-level monster meat, and it was exotic beast meat!
Zhou Siming chuckled and stuffed the package into his arms, his saliva almost drooling.

Monster hunters have absolutely no resistance to high-level monster meat.

He did not ask Dong Wanjun how he got this piece of seventh-level monster meat, because even if he asked, Dong Wanjun would never tell him.

Dong Wanjun spoke slowly: "Don't let me down."

He was not worried at all that Zhou Siming would take the things and not do anything about them. If Zhou Siming dared to play tricks on him, he had a thousand ways to make this old demon hunter in front of him live a life worse than death.

Zhou Siming certainly knew that Dong Wanjun’s things were not so easy to get.

But since he appeared here, he must be confident.

He closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

Dong Wanjun offered him such a valuable treasure as seventh-level monster meat, of course, for the matter of the Soul-Chasing Tower.

Zhou Siming came to Shiwan Mountain to help Dong Wanjun find the hiding place of the owner of Zhuihun Tower.

Old man Dong has many methods, but he lacks talent in hunting monsters, and he always lingers outside the threshold.

Although there are all kinds of tracking methods, they are still far inferior to those of monster hunters.

The monster hunter's secret technique of finding monsters is not only effective in finding monsters, but also in finding people.

The Shiwan Mountains are too big, and trying to find the Soul-Chasing Tower is like looking for a needle in a haystack, not even for Old Man Dong.

In desperation, he asked Zhou Siming to help.

Zhou Siming closed his eyes tightly and pinched his fingers rapidly. If you didn't know him, you would think he was a fortune teller.

A whole stick of incense lasted for a long time.

Zhou Siming finally opened his eyes again, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The seventh-level monster meat is finally obtained.

Shiwan Mountain, the stronghold of the Demon Sect.

The owner of the Soul-Chasing Tower, A, was not in a good mood.

After Xu Kang was killed, Hu Ben and Yu Hui teamed up to kill a powerful warrior from the Soul-Chasing Tower.

Compared to the north where the leader of the Tianxin Sect is in charge, his place is already in a bit of a mess.

"Master, I have an urgent matter to report."

A killer from the Soul-Chasing Tower dressed in night clothes outside the door spoke anxiously.

A spoke slowly in a hoarse voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female: "What's the matter?"

"Dong Dong Wanjun has already discovered this place."

"what?!"

Jia narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't expect Dong Wanjun to find this place so quickly.

In this case, we have no choice but to take action in advance.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you, Dong Wanjun?"

Jia snorted coldly.

Dong Wanjun has mastered all kinds of skills. As the owner of the Soul-Chasing Tower, he has also practiced all the killing skills in the world.

He doesn't think he is worse than Dong Wanjun.

Ok?
A suddenly realized something was wrong.

Because the Soul-Chasing Tower killer who came to the door to report the situation had no intention of leaving.

He realized that the person in front of him was a fake.

Whoosh!
With a wave of his armor sleeves, hundreds of silver needles flew from his cuffs towards the Soul-Chasing Tower killer outside the door.

All the killers in the Soul-Chasing Building here know a rule, which is that they don’t like people to stay in front of them for too long.

The killer from the Soul-Chasing Tower at the door suddenly smiled strangely, and then his body exploded!

Instead, there was an old man in a gray robe.

It was Dong Wanjun.

Facing the silver needles that were like a rain of pear blossoms, Old Man Dong just blew a breath, and there was a sound of silver needles falling to the ground with clinking sounds.

A's fatal move was easily resolved by him.

"Dong Wanjun."

When Jia saw the gray-robed old man appear, his words became as cold as the Nine Nether Hell.

At this time, an old man appeared outside the hall.

"Monster Hunter"

When A saw the blind old man appear, he figured out why Dong Wanjun appeared here.

The intelligence capabilities of the Soul-Chasing Tower are unparalleled in the world.

Of course he knew that Zhou Siming had been living in seclusion in a small wooden house outside Huanglongfu City.

He just didn't expect that Zhou Siming would join forces with Dong Wanjun.

It was extremely quiet outside the hall. Zhou Siming arrived late again. It was obvious that everyone else here had been killed.

But A was not at all panicked.

His calmness comes from his confidence in his strength.

Everyone thought that he hid in the mountains because he was afraid of Dong Wanjun, but little did they know that this was actually the tomb he prepared for Dong Wanjun.

Because he has transformed this palace into a mechanical prison.

A cage specially prepared for Dong Wanjun.

Then, from the beams of the hall came the sound of mechanisms operating, which made one's scalp tingle.

The sharp arrows flashing with cold light from countless powerful crossbows have already locked onto Old Man Dong and Zhou Siming.

"Dong Wanjun, do you like the grave I prepared for you?"

(End of this chapter)