After marrying his master's wife, he reached the peak of his life

Chapter 185 Fairy Qionghua's head is reserved for you (Subscription required)

At the foot of Yulong Mountain.

The five elders of the Sky Patrol were carried by their disciples and thrown to the foot of the mountain. Their followers could only watch and did not dare to raise any opinions at all.

The sword strike by Elder Yun Mo just now still makes them feel trembling and chilling from the bottom of their hearts.

They suppressed the fear and shame in their hearts, each lifted up their own master, and began to evacuate towards Zhongdu.

However, they had not gone far when they suddenly stopped.

Not far ahead, the other five strong men who had just come down the mountain all dispersed with solemn expressions, each holding a piece of paper that was as black as ink in their hands.

A black shadow was hovering above their heads, with incredibly high levels of martial arts skills, leaving behind a series of phantoms, and its sinister laughter echoed in the nearby woods.

"Jie, jie, jie, the ancestor sent me to deliver the Black Wind Notice to your masters. Please return the notice as soon as possible. If you are late and miss the ancestor's important task, you know the consequences best."

Upon hearing this, all the people from the Patrol of the Sky were stunned and didn't dare to move at all. One of the older ones seemed to recognize the black figure with superb lightness skills. He murmured in a low voice with a dry voice: "It's the Yin Bat Messenger, one of the two messengers Yin Bat and Poison Crow under the seat of the Black Wind Ancestor. It is said that this person has already cultivated to the realm of half-step heaven and man twenty years ago. His self-created Xuanyin Formless Sound Killing Skill can kill people with just the sound..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a hoarse and obscure voice above his head saying, "I didn't expect that after I've been away from the martial arts world for so long, there are still juniors who can recognize me."

"I have come all the way from Black Wind Ridge, and I am thirsty now. You guys came at the right time."

The sound was still echoing in the sky and on the ground, and the people from the Sky Patrol had already turned pale with fright.

"Please spare my life, Senior. We are disciples of the Patrol Heaven Division, and we are following the orders of the Heavenly King..."

"what……"

"do not want!"

puff!puff!puff!

As these people opened their mouths to speak, they suddenly held their heads and screamed in pain. Then their ears, nostrils and eyeballs exploded, and blood gushed out like fountains.

In addition to the five people in charge of the Sky Patrol, there were a total of seventeen other people accompanying them, but they all died in an instant.

The black shadow hovering in the sky suddenly swooped down, and a skinny old man with silver hair, wearing a black robe and a cloak passed by the corpses.

He just clapped his hands, and the corpse was instantly drained of all its blood and energy, turning into a pile of mummies.

He did not even let the five people in charge go. He hit them one by one with his palm, smashing their heads like watermelons, and then drained all their blood.

After doing all this, his originally sallow complexion instantly became ruddy, and his silver hair looked even brighter and smoother. "Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect there would be such excellent rations. Hehehe, let me have a good meal."

The strong men from other forces just watched from afar and had no intention of intervening at all.

This old bat's cultivation has reached the level of a half-step celestial being, and his lightness skills are superb. He can be said to be one of the top few peerless masters in the world.

Although they have superb skills and have mastered the true meaning of martial arts, they will only die if they become enemies with this old bat.

The pretty face of the female steward of the Shenxian Building turned pale, and her plump breasts trembled. She glanced at the Black Wind Notice in her hand and thought to herself, "If it wasn't for the old bat who needed us to return the Black Wind Notice, I'm afraid he would have died."

She stood there frozen, not daring to move. Since the old bat didn't give the order for everyone to leave, they didn't dare to make any other moves.

They didn't come to their senses until the old bat had sucked all the blood to satisfaction, turned into a black shadow again, swept through the woods and gradually disappeared.

By this time, their clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

Several people looked at each other, looked at the Black Wind Sticker in their hands, and dared not stay any longer, and quickly returned to their own nest.

Although their force is a dominant force, the two envoys from Black Wind Ridge alone are enough to make them feel like they are facing a formidable enemy, not to mention the old devil Black Wind Patriarch who was already known as the number one person in the underworld sixty years ago.

……

Seven days later.

At the foot of Yulong Mountain, on the banks of Sanchuan River, in a restaurant which had just opened a few years ago, there was a great deal of noise and bustle. Countless people from the martial arts world, armed with weapons, were eating meat and drinking wine, cursing at the same time. If one listened carefully, one could tell that it was all related to the Yuncang Sword Sect and Yulong Mountain.

This restaurant has three floors in total, and the third floor is the private room.

The first and second floors of the ninth floor were extremely lively, but the third floor was extremely deserted, with only a handful of people gathered together.

These people were dressed in a variety of styles and came from different places.

There are two desks in the center of this private room, with cushions on the left and right for people to sit facing each other.

A young Taoist priest was sitting at a table.

He opened his clothes wide and embraced two beautiful women, touching them all over. The one on the left fed wine with her soft lips, while the one on the right served him diligently with her delicate hands, ignoring the eyes of the people around them.

Such an erotic scene is eye-catching.

The other table was occupied by a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar. He sat upright, his eyes straight ahead, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hands, as if he was immersed in it and completely oblivious to himself.

In a corner, an old man who looked like a beggar was holding a dirty broken bowl in his left hand and a bamboo stick in his right hand. His hair was messy and his body was covered in dirt.

In addition, there was a mature and beautiful woman wearing light gauze, with a hot body, revealing slender thighs and large areas of snow-white skin. She was holding a jade flute in her hand, sitting at the window, looking at the young Taoist priest with affectionate and somewhat resentful eyes.

Against the wall of the room, there was a swordsman wearing a conical hat and a Buddhist monk with long hair and bone beads around his neck.

At this time, the old beggar sitting in the corner couldn't help but yelled, "Hey, old monster Black Wind, you are so anxious this time, you even sent out the Black Wind invitation to invite us all here, you must have planned it in advance, right?"

"Just say whatever you want to say. Why hide it?"

If there were other people in the martial arts world eavesdropping at this moment, they would know that the old beggar who spoke was none other than Wu Liujin, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, who was famous in the martial arts world for his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Dog Beating Stick Technique, and was a master who had reached the half-step heavenly realm.

He acts in both good and evil ways. Anyone who offends him, no matter whether you are good or evil, or what your background is, will have his limbs broken, martial arts skills destroyed, appearance destroyed, tongue cut off, and become a tool for the Beggars' Gang to collect money.

The man he called the Black Wind Ancestor was none other than the most terrifying underworld figure in the martial arts world. He became famous sixty years ago. As soon as he was born, he killed thirty-nine underworld masters and destroyed seventy-six mountain strongholds.

In just over a year, he unified the green forests in the north and south, and then established a stronghold in Black Wind Ridge in the south, and was revered as the Black Wind Ancestor.

Then, he slaughtered the 72 sects of the righteous way, killing countless people and making blood flow like a river. For a time, everyone in the martial arts world felt insecure, and ordinary people in the martial arts world no longer dared to call themselves righteous people.

During that period of time, the good guys were declining and the evil guys were growing stronger in the martial arts world. Heifeng was the most powerful. His reputation could stop children from crying and make gangsters kowtow. Both the good and the bad guys succumbed to his evil power.

Apart from the Yufatian Sect and the Yuncang Sword Sect which were ruled by celestial beings at that time, almost all the famous sects and aristocratic families in the world came to him. His martial arts skills and combat power were unparalleled in the world, and almost no one of the same level could defeat him.

Before King Zhentian broke through to the level of a celestial being, he fought against this old devil seven times and never won.

The contemporary King Xiang was defeated in one move and seriously injured after fighting with him for 379 rounds.

In those days, the King of Wu was attacked by him who broke into his palace at night, killed dozens of his guards, and escaped without a single injury.

He had been in and out of the Palace of the Prince of Chu five times and even abducted the previous princess. The King of Chu at that time regarded this as a great shame and humiliation and died of depression a few years later. His son inherited the throne and rose in just a few decades, dominating the south. Later, he broke through the heavens and was known as the best in the world.

But after the King of Chu became a celestial being, he never destroyed Black Wind Ridge. Some people said that this was because the King of Chu once secretly attacked Black Wind Ridge but could not defeat the Black Wind Ancestor. Others said that the King of Chu was not of royal blood of Chu, but was born from the Black Wind Ancestor's rape of the princess.

At that time, various major forces joined forces to launch dozens of encirclement and suppression campaigns, and each time they completely destroyed the Black Wind Stronghold, but the Black Wind ancestor managed to escape.

When he reappeared in the world, he ruthlessly killed those who had surrounded and suppressed them, and thousands of people died at his hands.

In the end, the righteous had no choice but to compromise with it. After many negotiations, they reached a secret agreement to send large amounts of resources to Black Wind Mountain every year, acknowledging its status in the underworld.

Since then, Black Wind Mountain has become famous throughout the world and is revered as the underworld's den of evil and the holy land of the green forest. The Black Wind Patriarch also became the number one figure in the underworld.

This person was already a half-step celestial being sixty years ago, and was known to be invincible in the same realm. Some even said that this old devil could fight across levels and defeat celestial beings.

There are rumors that the celestial being from Qingyun Peak of the Yuncang Sword Sect once went down the mountain to look for the old devil, and although he defeated him, he escaped with his life.

Although it is unknown whether this is true or not, it shows how talented this old devil is. Now sixty years have passed, and no one knows what level of cultivation he has reached.

Seven days ago, the envoys of various forces were driven off Yulong Mountain, but were sent the Black Wind Invitation by the Yin Bat Messenger of Black Wind Ridge. As soon as this invitation was issued, the leaders of various forces felt heavy-hearted.

No matter how reluctant they were, they had to attend the meeting at the time and place written in the post.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful they are in normal times, they may be overthrown in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the old beggar from the Beggar Gang said this while looking at the middle-aged scholar sitting at the table.

The middle-aged man who looked like a teacher seemed startled by the sound. He slowly came back to his senses from the bamboo slips and looked at everyone.

This person is none other than the Lord of Black Wind Mountain, whose demonic power is so overwhelming that countless celebrities in both the black and white worlds are terrified of him. Is he the current number one figure in the underworld?
However, this underworld overlord did not look ferocious at all. He was dressed in a blue cloth Confucian robe, a square scarf on his head, and holding bamboo slips. He looked like a gentle and elegant teacher.

However, except for the young Taoist priest, everyone present was extremely wary of the middle-aged scholar. They didn't even dare to look at him for fear of getting into trouble.

If possible, they didn't want to have anything to do with the Black Wind Ancestor. If it weren't for the Black Wind Post, no one would be willing to come into contact with this old devil.

But remembering the old devil's past reputation, no matter how reluctant they were, they still obediently came to the place agreed upon in the Black Wind Note.

The Black Wind Patriarch was yelled at by the Beggars' Sect leader Wu Liujin, but he was not annoyed. He just said in a gentle voice: "The reason why I invited you all here is naturally for the matter of the True Dragon's longevity."

"My Black Wind Mountain is located in a remote area, and I don't have access to any information. I don't know whether this is true or not."

"That's why I wanted to come here to ask you for advice."

The beautiful middle-aged woman leaning against the window holding a jade flute said softly, "Even you, the ancestor, don't know about this, so how can a mere woman like me know? But I think Master Yi must know the inside story of this matter the most, right?"

This woman looks extremely coquettish, with snow-white skin and a curvy figure. I wonder how many men would have wild thoughts about her. But just looking at Wu Liujin's attitude towards this woman, you can tell that she is not someone who is easy to mess with.

The beautiful woman's name is Xiao Qing'er, the owner of the Shenxian Tower in Zhongdu. She is an all-powerful person. Even the King of Zhentian was her lover. In the thirteen states of the world, about 50% of the brothels in the north and south belong to the Shenxian Tower.

The power behind it is so great and its network is so wide that even the princes of a certain area would be frightened.

The young Taoist priest, whom Xiao Qing'er called Master Yi, didn't give her a good look when he heard her words. He cursed, "Xiao Qing'er, you slut, stop putting all the blame on me."

"I am not interested in real dragons or immortality. I would rather spend my time training beautiful slaves and enjoying myself."

"It's really unlucky, Old Monster Black Wind. Why do you, the people of Jianghu, have to come to my room to discuss your affairs?"

"Before I lose my temper, get out of here!"

This young man was quite arrogant, and from his tone it seemed that he was not here to attend the party. Instead, it seemed as if the Black Wind Patriarch had deliberately chosen the place where this young man was as the venue for the party.

Hearing the young Taoist's scolding, the faces of the other people present looked a little strange, and all of them focused their eyes on the Black Wind Patriarch.

But the Black Wind Patriarch was still not annoyed. Instead, he smiled and said, "It is indeed my fault for being abrupt this time and disturbing Young Master Yi's interest."

"Although they are considered local heroes, they are far inferior to Young Master Yi in family background."

"I have called you all together this time because I have an important matter to discuss with you. If this matter can be accomplished, it will be of great benefit to Master Yi and your father."

"..."

Before the Black Wind Patriarch could finish his words, he was interrupted by the young Taoist priest impatiently, "I don't want to listen to your bullshit. You just want to bully Fairy Qionghua on Yulong Mountain."

"I'm telling you, I have a crush on Fairy Qionghua. Anyone who dares to attack her is showing disrespect to me."

As soon as these words were spoken, except for Old Ancestor Black Wind, everyone else's expressions changed slightly. Even the temperature in the room seemed to suddenly become much colder.

Seeing that the atmosphere among the crowd was a little off, the Black Wind Patriarch smiled, his tone still gentle, "The reason why I summoned you all here is very simple. You all sent people to Yulong Peak, which shows that you are quite interested in the rumors about the real dragon extending life."

"I, the ancestor, will naturally not bully the younger generation. A real dragon has appeared in the world. What a rare opportunity!!"

"How about we join forces to kill the red dragon and share its opportunities and fortune?"

He said this lightly, but it was like a bolt from the blue. It instantly made everyone's heart tremble, and huge waves surged in their hearts. They were speechless for a long time.

Except for the young Taoist priest and the Black Wind Ancestor, the other five people present were all strong men who were half a step into the realm of heaven and man. They were extremely powerful. If these people joined hands, they could make the entire martial arts world tremble.

The words "dragon slaying" exploded in everyone's mind like thunder, making them dazed.

They had this thought before, but after seeing the real dragon with their own eyes, they no longer dared to have such thoughts.

Although they knew that the real dragon was beyond human power, after hearing what the Black Wind Ancestor said, everyone still couldn't help but feel shaken.

The master of Kutuo Mountain, also known as the modern-day Kutuo, held a vajra in his right hand and made a great hand seal with his left hand, and said in a humming voice: "Are you sure, ancestor? That real dragon has a mighty power that can reach the sky and penetrate the earth. We can't even get close to it, so how can we kill it?"

The Black Wind Patriarch laughed and said, "If it was really a living dragon, I would not dare to have such a delusion. But as far as I know, that real dragon is just a dragon corpse, with only a trace of remnant thoughts left to haunt it."

"As long as we can destroy its remaining thoughts, the dragon's body can be divided among us."

"Are you serious?" Even the teacher who acted sanctimonious and seemed not to care about anything could not help but ask.

Ancestor Black Wind said: "I dare not completely confirm whether this news is true or not, but this real dragon has been suppressed underground by the Yuncang Sword Sect for a thousand years. Even if others don't know, I think the head of the Yuncang Sect must know the truth."

Upon hearing this, Beggars' Sect leader Wu Liujin said, "So the ancestor wants to use these people on Yulong Mountain to force Yuncang Sect Leader Lu Chengfeng to show up?"

The Black Wind Ancestor sighed slightly, "I, the Ancestor, have no intention of making things difficult for the younger generation. I just want to confirm the true strength of the red dragon."

"If the young leader is willing to tell the truth, I will naturally not embarrass them."

At this time, the owner of the Killing House, Situ Sheng, suddenly said, "What if the people from Yulong Mountain can't force Lu Chengfeng out?"

Patriarch Black Wind turned his gaze towards him and said with a smile, "I heard that many of the elders and disciples who escaped from the Yuncang Mountains have fallen into the hands of the Killing Tower."

"If Yulong Mountain isn't enough, how about adding another fire?"

Situ Sheng's heart trembled slightly. The news that the Killing Tower secretly arrested Elder Yuncang and his disciples who appeared in the north was the biggest secret in the tower. How could this old devil know about it?
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't show any of them on his face. He just said, "The ancestor is indeed well-informed, but what if Lu Chengfeng still refuses to come out? If I were him, I would just hide away and practice, no matter what happens, and when I have mastered my skills, I will come out and take revenge."

"It's not up to him." The Black Wind Patriarch said calmly, "I plan to sacrifice all the Yuncang Sword Sect disciples with blood at Yulong Mountain. It will be fine if the young sect leader is willing to show up."

"If he doesn't show up, I will sacrifice everyone with blood, cast spells and use the connection of cause and effect to search the heavens and the earth. As long as he is still in the thirteen states of this world, he will not be able to escape from my control."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present felt a chill in their hearts.

The young Taoist priest at the side got angry. He threw the teacup on the table to the ground and shouted, "Old Monster Black Wind, are you turning a deaf ear to my words? I said that Fairy Qionghua is mine..."

The Black Wind Patriarch did not move, but suddenly a black gas condensed into a palm and hit the young Taoist priest hard on the cheek, causing him to be knocked to the ground in an instant, with half of his face suddenly red and swollen.

The two beautiful women in his arms screamed in fear and quickly knelt on the ground to support him.

"Mr. Yi, the reason why I chose you here is so that you can listen and then go back to convey this news to your father."

"If he is willing to participate, I will keep the Fairy Qionghua for you. It will be a gift from me, the ancestor."

"If your father is unwilling to wade into this muddy water, then I, the ancestor, will keep the head of the Fairy Qionghua for you. That will be fair to you. How do you think?"

As the Black Wind Patriarch spoke, he put away the bamboo slips in his hand, slowly stood up, and his gentle face gradually became cold.

"Everyone, this matter concerns my longevity. If anyone dares to obstruct it, I will fight to the death."

"In seven days, please gather at the top of Yulong Mountain."

"As long as we find the Yuncang Sect Leader, we hope to kill the Red Dragon. By then, not to mention prolonging our lives, it may even be possible for us to reach the legendary fairyland."

(End of this chapter)