Chapter 530

The green light sweeping at the fisherman is very fierce and powerful, bringing out a burst of air breaking sound,

Princess Li Gong is motionless, and she has no interest in looking at it, as if knowing that the green light can't hurt the fisherman at all.

As soon as the fisherman's wrist shook, the fishing rod was blocked in front of him. The green light hit the fishing rod and burst out a blood light. A sharp scream sounded and the green light rushed to the water.

"Evil animal, I have been waiting for you for many days. Do you want to escape like this?" The fisherman murmured, the fishing rod swung back, the fishing line was flying, and the glaucoma was about to sink into the wind, but it was severely hit on the ground by the fishing line.

This green light turned out to be a big green and quiet snake. Its eyes were shining and its tusks were thick. It stared at the fisherman fiercely.

"Evil animal, you have injured many animals in the mountains recently. Today is your death date." The fisherman said softly.

The snake seemed to understand his words and struggled to swim into the lake. However, its upper jaw was caught by a fishhook and could not get rid of it.

Only when the fishing line was shaken, the snake hit a sharp stone on the ground like willow catkins. With a click, the tongue was smashed and the blood was dripping.

After a struggle, there was no movement.

The fisherman's wrist shook, and the line quickly wound around the fishing rod. Then he turned his head and looked at the palace leader.

The outsider will be afraid when facing the palace leader, but the fisherman will not change.

His face was hidden under the hat, and he could not see clearly, but there was no doubt that he was calm and fearless.

The palace master looked at him, pointed to the body of the snake, and asked, "how can you go down the mountain to do such a small thing with leisure?"

The fisherman replied, "it's not a small thing. You don't leave the palace all the year round. I don't know that the world is not peaceful recently. There are many monsters."

In the eyes of the palace master, there was a flash of surprise, and he said, "this beast has not become a monster, has it?"

"It has already opened its mind and become a demon sooner or later. Go out as soon as possible to avoid future troubles." The fisherman said, "I don't know what's going on in this world. It's said that the area in the northeast is not peaceful. It's not only a monster, but also someone has suffered."

"Is it so serious?"

The fisherman didn't answer the question because it was too much.

"Did you send someone to the Northeast?"

"Sword 13 has gone."

"Sword 13, ah, the sword God is willing to send this beloved disciple to carry out the task. If there is one, it will be captured easily." The palace master obviously has confidence in the sword 13.

"The sword God has been healing for a long time. I believe you have heard the news. He fought with the mysterious cultivator and got hurt a little." Said the fisherman.

"It's said that the cultivator is called tianchanzi. Isn't the Lord allowed to avenge for the sword God and let him go unpunished?" The palace master asked curiously.

The fisherman raised his head slightly to reveal a scar, which ran across the whole face from the left cheek to the right, making him look terrible.

He glanced at the palace leader and said lightly, "Your Majesty is grand and strategic. Every move has its own decision. In fact, you and I can see through it."

The imperial master's face showed the color of awe and said: "it's reasonable. We can't presume the Lord's mind."

"I'll see the Lord first, so I won't chat with you." The palace leader's crutches, with a slight touch on the ground, swept a few feet away, crossed the mountain stream directly and ran to the top of the mountain.

"Go with you!" Fishing buzz gently spit out two words, wrists gently shake, Shua, the fishing line flew out, entangled a trunk, a sudden swing, the fisherman to the arrow is off the line, shot out, the next second stood beside the palace Lord.

Each of them showed their magic power. In a moment, they climbed up this not so lofty mountain. The top of the mountain is cold and windy. The ground is covered with white snow. A black house stands on the top of the mountain. There is no residual snow on the black house, which is particularly striking in the white world.

When they arrived at the black house, the dark door opened slowly and automatically. The fisherman stopped at the door, and the palace leader walked in step by step.

The door closed automatically and the room was in darkness.

A flame rises in the air, and several oil lamps light up in four corners of the room, illuminating the black room.

The black house is not broad and open. It can be said that it is a house in vain. There is nothing but a chair at the front.

A man came out of the darkness, went straight to the chair and sat down. The man with a mask looked at the palace master deeply and said, "here you are."

His voice was bleak and deep, like the echo of the ripples in the valley, with a mysterious feeling that he could not speak clearly.

The leader of the Imperial Palace knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "see the Lord."

If the people who leave the palace see this scene, they must be scared out of their wits. The palace leader who has always been high above will kneel down to a guy with a mask, and he is willing and respectful."Get up." Said the Lord.

"Thank you, Lord."

"You have achieved a lot in this closing. You have reached the eighth grade of your master. Maybe, in your lifetime, you can break through the confinement of your body and usher in an unprecedented state - King Wu." Said the LORD with approval.

There was a trace of yearning on the master's face, saying: "there has always been something I want to ask for your advice."

"Do you want to ask how the realm of King Wu feels?" The Lord seemed to have insight into her heart and asked.

Without any surprise, the palace Master said sincerely, "yes."

"If you get there, you will know." Said the Lord unfathomably.

The palace leader lowered his head, and the disappointment on his face flashed away.

"This time, I'm going to give you a task. I heard that there was an accident in Wuzong. I need you to go and deal with it." Said the Lord.

"What happened to Wuzong?"

"You will know when you go."

The palace leader dare not ask again.

"The world is becoming more and more complex. Even the tree of life reappears in the world. Is that the cultivator really going back?" Said the Lord to himself.

"No?" The imperial master, Hua Rong, lost his color. "The cultivator has been expelled. How can he return?"

"Nothing is absolute. In those days, only when heaven and earth are favorable and people are able to expel cultivators, the world has changed. It's not like that anymore." The LORD said with emotion.

"I don't know if you are worried about Zen and stars that day?" Asked the palace master.

"Tianchanzi is nothing but a little brawler. However, Xingjun should be on guard. After all, he is a figure in the age of flood and famine. The so-called mature man looks like a child, but the threat is incomparable." Said the Lord.

The imperial Master said in a deep voice, "my disciples have seen this man before. He is moody and really a tough guy."

"He is not only tricky, but also very smart. Instead of rushing out of a hundred thousand mountains by virtue of his strong cultivation, he quietly lurks down among the hundred thousand mountains. I can't even know what he is doing. This kind of person is really a strong enemy. At the beginning, I thought he would rush out and be ready to deal with him, but all the plans failed. " Said the Lord regretfully.

"Shall we go down and lead him out?" The palace leader volunteered.

"Ha ha, you can't stand a single blow in front of him. Why die for nothing?" The Lord chuckled.

The palace master didn't get angry because of this sentence, but said guiltily, "all of them are useless and weak."

"I don't blame you. Perhaps, this is my alarmism. In those days, the Lord of Wuzong had determined that the baby had been removed. Who else would be able to let all the cultivators of Tianwaitian return? " Said the Lord suspiciously.

The imperial master thought about the crisis several decades ago. The disciples of Wuzong gave birth to a baby, which is the rare holy body of Jiuyang.

From ancient times to now, Jiuyang holy body is the genius of cultivating. People with this constitution will undoubtedly become a strong cultivator in the future.

Many mysterious and powerful practitioners are not very worried about their return, because they are confident that no one can do it.

But I never expected to expel the cultivator. In this world, there will be people with Nine Yang holy body constitution. This really surprised such a powerful warrior.

But fortunately, the baby has been known by martial artists since birth. It's a lucky thing for them to kill this risk factor in the cradle.

So, they did it. They started to hurt a baby. Of course, people who knew about it all counted their hands at the end of the day.

The palace Lord said that the LORD was really worried. The baby was dead, and the crisis was over.

"Lord, when will you see Wujun mountain? Li Gong and Wu Zong are the chess pieces you laid in those days. They don't let Wu Junshan know the secret. Their martial arts are always outside, which is not conducive to us. "

"Come on, wujunshan is younger than you, but deeper than your city. If you don't find out about him, I won't show up easily. I have been inspecting him all these years, and the old people around him are also observing his words and deeds. However, he has not made any mistakes in these years. "

"Then he is not worthy of our trust?"

The Lord chuckled and said: "in fact, this time I'm going to Wuzong for this matter. The news from Wuzong seems that there's something wrong in Wuzong. It seems that it's related to the Lord of Wuzong. I want you to find out the possible hidden dangers." The LORD commanded.

"My subordinates understand that whether wujunshan can enter the eyes of the Lord's Dharma depends on this time. His chance is in front of him, and depends on how he chooses." "I hope he doesn't make the wrong choice, or there will be no end to it," said the palace master

The Lord smiled gently, no doubt.

The leader of the palace left and left the black house. The gate was closed again. The fisherman was still standing at the gate. He took a look at her and said, "this is going?""I'm not as idle as you are. It's just a life of toil." The palace leader made a rare joke.

Voice has not fallen, has turned into a shadow, disappeared in the world of snow.