Chapter 445

E Wu had been lying in ambush near Jindao Island for several years, but he had never waited for his senior brother Mutuo to leave the island.

He and Mutuo were both Dharma Masters of the Qin Ling Temple in Youxiang Prefecture. After Mohe fell, the Qin Ling Temple collapsed, and Mutuo and he fled Zhao State one after another, each heading in one direction.

This branch of the Qin Ling Temple had already declined, not even having a Lianmin. After the Wrathful one fell, the orthodoxy was much inferior to usual, and many methods of calculation and killing enemies failed completely. Outside, they could be said to be hiding everywhere.

Although Mutuo was not good at fighting, the orthodoxy of the temple was in Mutuo, so Mutuo could calculate the whereabouts of others and live more comfortably. E Wu was stronger, but his calculation ability was far inferior, and he had been in a sorry state these years.

He fled from Zhao State to the East Sea, passing through the Zhu Lu Sea, and vaguely felt something was wrong. He set up a high altar to sense it, only to discover that his senior brother had not only had his Dharma body shattered but didn't even dare to reincarnate back to Zhao State. His heart was immediately moved:

"Usually you can conceal your aura, preserve the inheritance, and calculate traces, so I could never catch you. Now that your vitality is greatly damaged, the old monk's opportunity has come!"

E Wu had some fortuitous encounters these years, and combined with the high altar he set up and the Daoist techniques he had learned over the years, he vomited three liters of blood and finally calculated the location. He healed his injuries on the side and secretly lay in ambush.

The inheritance of the Shixiu is related to fate. The orthodoxy of the Qin Ling Temple is in Mutuo and is tightly linked to his fate. As a fellow junior brother of the Qin Ling Temple, as long as E Wu could kill Mutuo and convert him into the Five Viscera Temple, this inheritance would naturally fall into his hands.

Unexpectedly, after lying in ambush for several years, Mutuo had not come out yet, but E Wu had sensed a precious artifact first. Zhao State Shixiu were not good at other things, but their life-preserving methods were first-class. Therefore, Zhao Shixiu had always been bold. Regardless of anything else, E Wu only thought of going to take a look first, and hurriedly rode the wind to search.

On this side, Li Xuanfeng was practicing on the sea, waiting for news from Jindao Island in the south, but a golden light flew from the north, hurriedly landing and circling nearby.

He operated his pupil technique and took a careful look. It was indeed a big monk, with a long face and deep eyes, holding a short stick in both hands, his whole body was fiery red, his eyes were wide open, and at a glance, he was of the Wrathful Orthodoxy.

This person's aura was very vigorous, and golden light flames were rising from his body. Li Xuanfeng took a glance, took down the Jin Geng longbow from his back, and observed silently.

'Is this Mutuo?'

Li Xuanfeng looked coldly and noticed something wrong. According to the Ning family's intelligence, Mutuo should be seriously injured and not recovered. Moreover, it seemed there was no situation of holding two sticks...

'It seems to be Mutuo's accomplice... all are Wrathful lackeys...'

He hadn't fished out Mutuo, but had fished out a Wrathful Dharma Master first. Li Xuanfeng stared at him, not in a hurry to make a move, holding the bow and watching.

This big monk was wearing half a robe, with two long sticks on his back, looking like a martial monk. He stopped to watch and patrolled the sea area where the aura of the precious artifact had appeared. Li Xuanfeng was far away, only relying on his pupil technique to look from afar, and was not discovered by him.

This black-gold spirit armor on Li Xuanfeng was of the Foundation Establishment level, called 【Black-Eyed Tiger】, which came with the ability to conceal aura. Even if he got close, this monk might not discover anything. However, Shixiu were strange, and who knew what exploration methods they had, so he still watched from afar.

E Wu frowned and observed for a while, then suddenly pricked up his ears and looked into the distance with deep eyes, seeing a person flying over sneakily from the south, also wandering here, but only at the late stage of Qi Refining. How could E Wu let him go? He pulled the wind and flew over, saying in his mouth:

"What person!"

This Jindao Island cultivator was startled, took a glance at him, and it was indeed a Shixiu. He thought to himself:

"The Shixiu precious artifact that the lord mentioned must be on him! I will talk to him in detail and just wait for the lord to come and deal with it."

So he took a step back, intending to brush him off and return to the island, relying on his background, and answered softly:

"I have seen the senior, I am from Jindao Island..."

Before he could finish his name, E Wu's face was already full of cruel smiles. He reached out and beckoned, and the cultivator only felt a great force coming, his face flushed, sweating profusely, and he hurriedly went to touch the talisman in his sleeve.

E Wu's combat power could be considered outstanding even among Dharma Masters, not to mention that Dharma Masters were inherently stronger than Foundation Establishment cultivators. Even if the orthodoxy had declined now, how could he resist? He only felt blood rushing to his brain, and the monk had already pierced in front of him, grabbing his collar.

The cultivator opened his mouth to argue, but spat out a mouthful of blood. The light shield on his body suddenly lit up, but it was only a Dharma shield of the peak Qi Refining level, and after being slapped by this Dharma Master, it disappeared in an instant.

"Lord! Lord..."

E Wu ignored his screams, twisted off his limbs, pulled out the white bones, and pressed a palm on his skull.

Although E Wu was not good at soul-searching, he had learned one or two techniques anyway. He looked at his memories of the last three days and laughed, saying:

"Situ Mo is really a coward! If it weren't for this, the senior brother would have fallen into my hands long ago."

He not only didn't kill this person but also used magic power to maintain his vitality. He turned around on the island, found a banyan tree, installed the cultivator's head on it, and kept his life.

On the other side, he scooped up a handful of blood from the corpse on the ground, sprinkled it on his face, wiped it gently, and his facial features changed. After a crackling sound, he had already turned into the cultivator's appearance.

"Hehe."

He laughed twice, rode the wind, and flew south freely.

A full ten breaths later, Li Xuanfeng landed from the side of the island, stepped inside, walked forward slowly, and raised his eyebrows to look at the big banyan tree.

The head on top had a smile that was not a smile, and the expression was very strange, both angry and excited. He should not have died yet, falling into some beautiful dream of escaping and counter-killing. Li Xuanfeng looked at it for two eyes, and the sand and stones under his feet jumped with a clatter, making a harsh friction sound.

His eyes became more and more fierce, as if he would choose someone to devour at any time.

This person had Qi Refining cultivation, which reminded the man of his younger brother Li Xuanling who was shattered and eaten at the Zhenhui Temple.

Back then, only Li Tongya brought back the corpse, and it was also just a head left. Li Xuanfeng was in the Southern Border at that time and had never seen it. Now that he saw this head, his heart was boiling, and his eyes were about to split.

Unlike Li Xuanxuan who wept and hated himself, and whose inner demons grew, Li Xuanfeng became colder the more he hated. He repeatedly deduced the subsequent situation in his heart, and the bowstring moved slightly, making one sharp whistle after another in the air, like an eagle's cry.

Li Xuanfeng turned around, walked along the coast to the shore step by step, rode the wind, and went towards Jindao Island.

……

E Wu disguised himself as the cultivator named Situ Er, rode the wind all the way, and bumped into a person halfway. He was in golden robes and had Foundation Establishment cultivation, a guest minister of Jindao Island.

Although E Wu used special magic combined with blood energy to disguise himself, it was very perfect, but there were still flaws in front of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he didn't know if the other party was a fairy base specializing in exploration. He hurriedly said according to the name in this person's three-day memory:

"Guest minister Zong, don't delay! Hurry back and report!"

"There is a monk and a cultivator fighting fiercely in the sea ahead, fighting for something shining with golden light, and it has reached the point of life and death, fighting all the way to the bottom of the sea! Please ask the guest minister to hurry and ask the lord."

This guest minister Zong sent out five or six people, and the person E Wu disguised as was the first to return. Upon hearing this, he didn't dare to neglect and just said:

"Yes, you point out a direction, I will go and watch first, you continue to return to the island to report!"

E Wu had made many preparations in his heart, and no matter how he responded, there was an arrangement. At the moment, he just pointed out a direction casually and let him go, while continuing to fly towards the island, stopping at the edge of Jindao Island, and saw an ugly monk flying up.

"Senior brother!"

E Wu was startled. It was very difficult for his disguise to deceive the Foundation Establishment, let alone Mutuo who was also a Dharma Master. Mutuo glanced at him and said impatiently:

"What's going on!"

E Wu remembered that his Dharma body was shattered and he couldn't see himself. He was overjoyed in his heart, and briefly stated the news. Mutuo was immediately very nervous and flew down to find Situ Mo. E Wu didn't dare to enter the formation and just waited outside.

Mutuo entered the hall, sweating like rain, both hateful and surprised, and said:

"Situ kid, hurry up and pull three or four guest ministers for me!"

Situ Mo had just heard the conversation between the two and just frowned in doubt:

"Is it true or false? How can there be such a good thing! I think we should send someone to go first..."

"No!"

Mutuo had a lingering fear and sighed:

"Fortunately, you kid have a hand. The person just now is no longer Situ Er! It is clearly my junior brother. He thought that my Dharma body was seriously injured and couldn't see clearly, but he didn't know that this move 【Blood-Taking and Face-Changing】 was taught to me by the master himself... Just now I took a careful look and recognized him!"

"Your junior brother?"

Situ Mo's mind was also agile, and he quickly reacted, whispering:

"What do you want to do?"

"Don't be long-winded! If it drags on, this guy will definitely be suspicious. You just take a few guest ministers for me, and I will lure him into the formation..."

"Fart!"

Situ Mo interrupted him and said coldly:

"Can he enter the formation with peace of mind? You might as well take a few guest ministers and deliberately go out with him, and surround and kill him!"

Mutuo was slightly stunned and felt that it made great sense. If he really fell for it, he would definitely be in a hurry to go out at this time, and would not call people into the formation, which would definitely make E Wu suspicious and give up.

At the moment, he didn't have time to praise him, hurriedly called four guest ministers, and rode the wind out together.

Situ Mo watched the few people go out, feeling a little dazed in his heart, and thought:

"So it was an ambush by the Wrathful Orthodoxy, I said how could there be such a good thing..."

He took two steps forward, just flew to the edge of the formation, and estimated:

"With Mutuo and four guest ministers... this E Wu must have no way out. I should still be cautious and not go out of the formation at will..."

Situ Mo retreated a step, stood in the golden formation, stared outside, and said nothing.

Mutuo flew out of the formation, and the four guest ministers beside him protected him tightly. The Situ Er that E Wu disguised as just cracked his mouth and said happily:

"Lord, go with me!"

Mutuo nodded, rode the wind forward, and went north together, preparing to make a move. The four people beside him moved slowly towards E Wu as if unintentionally.

The four guest ministers were all cultivators who had climbed to Foundation Establishment, and their expressions were not unusual, but their actions would not lie. Only after flying ten miles did E Wu immediately notice something, horrified, and Mutuo, who had been paying attention for a long time, shouted:

"Do it!"

The four guest ministers stepped forward at the same time, and all four of them flew out golden magic artifacts, which intertwined and shone in the sky, hitting E Wu together.

These magic artifacts were all from the Tangjin Sect, but the magic techniques were all kinds, messy, and it was clear that these guest ministers were all East Sea cultivators who later joined Jindao Island, and their strength was indeed a bit ordinary.

"Good thief!"

E Wu's reaction was not slow either. He pinched the formula and released light, golden flames burned on his limbs, and a three-headed and six-armed figure slowly emerged behind him, each holding a short stick and a short axe, but saw Mutuo laughing wildly:

"With senior brother me in front, you still want to use what escape technique! You are willing to spend blood! Want to use what precious artifact to earn me, now it can be considered a loss of both people and money!"

Although his aura was weak, he pinched the magic formula very simply, ejected a stream of light, and didn't see any action, causing the phantom behind E Wu to blur one after another. Mutuo sneered:

"I am the host of the Qin Ling Temple!"

Mutuo had the inheritance, and almost without much effort, he scattered E Wu's magic technique, greeted the four Jindao Island guest ministers to swarm up, while he stayed away from the five people, only interfering with E Wu's magic technique from afar.

"... Senior brother really left a hand when passing on the Dharma!"

E Wu was surrounded by several people, but he was not panicked, cursed hatefully, and replied coldly:

"Senior brother, don't look down on me!"

After speaking, the golden brilliance in his hands flowed, E Wu took out two long sticks, the golden patterns on them were complex, and the two sticks crossed and raised, blocking the magic artifacts of the four people with a clang.

He separated several people, took out a fierce posture, and hit several people with sticks, letting those magic artifacts pierce into his body, his eyes flashing with golden light, burning the air into twists.

The Shixiu's body was like white flour, and the magic artifact didn't see blood when it pierced in. When the magic artifact flew up, it healed stickily again. It was E Wu's offensive that was fierce, and several people didn't want to be injured and delay cultivation, so they were cautious for a while, appearing a bit clumsy.

But several people didn't think they could take this monk down from the beginning, and didn't even show their fairy base, testing each other.

For a time, magic light collided constantly, making a violent roar in the air. Mutuo's eyes were full of greed, he looked at his junior brother E Wu, and whispered:

"After eating this body of yours, I can save dozens of years of healing time!"

E Wu sneered, observing the situation left and right. He had many backups, and the possibility of dying here was very low. At most, he would give up this Dharma Master body to Mutuo. At the moment, he only thought about leaving this place with the least loss.

'You can run, but can the precious artifact on you run?'

Mutuo saw his intention, felt refreshed in his heart, coughed, spat out a mouthful of blood, touched the corner of his mouth, looked at the dark red blood in his palm, and suddenly froze.

"What's the situation?"

Mutuo felt a chill on his cheeks, blood flowed down drop by drop, and when he turned his head to look, he only felt that his left eye was about to explode, and the remaining line of sight was full of mighty golden light.

This golden light came from far to near, as if it were a light piercing the sky, but it seemed to exist or not, and it disappeared as soon as he turned his eyes slightly. Mutuo felt pain on his face and was horrified.

"This dog thing still has reinforcements!"

(End of chapter)