Chapter 203: Getting a Glimpse of the Opportunity The fifteenth day of the seventh lunar Shanghai, on a moonlit night, Gu Qi'an, who was at the Quanxing stronghold, received an anonymous letter. His confidant spread out the letter, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he began to read: "Zheng Zibu, Tongtian Lu." "Ma Ben is here, and the divine machine is being refined." "Duanmu Ying, double-handed." "Zhou Sheng, Feng Hou Qi Men." "Feng Tianyang, arrest the spirits and send the generals." "Guji Pavilion, Daluo Cave Observatory." "Zhang Huaiyi, the source of Qi body." "Ruan Feng, the Immortal Thief of the Six Treasurys." "The eight people followed the demon leader to glimpse the immortals, comprehend the secrets of heaven, and obtain eight unique skills, all of which are better than the unique skills of various sects." These few short sentences suddenly attracted the attention of Gu Qi'an, who was reading the scriptures. He stopped and said in surprise: "Who sent it?"
"Reporting to the head of the sect, it is not signed. The people below sent it to you as soon as they received it yesterday." "How do we deal with this?!" The person who spoke was the ragged old man who had been in charge of monitoring the surroundings downstairs of the gambling house. The dozen or so monsters present stood on both sides like sculptures. Only he had a high status and was able to sit close to the young man on the sofa. "Eight magical skills?" "It sounds mysterious, but I don't know what the means are." In addition to the martial arts scriptures taught by his master, Gu Qi'an also learned many other techniques, such as the Japanese impure fire and thunder breathing techniques. For a moment, he didn't seem to be very interested. To him, the cultivation method was always external. He didn't have extra time to practice various methods. What he got was like chicken ribs. But watching such fat meat slip away from his eyes in vain, Gu Qian'an felt that it was a waste of God's gift. The ragged old man seemed to see what he was thinking, and his relaxed brows slightly knitted together, and he immediately advised: "Master, since you have nothing to do anyway, why don't you go and meet those righteous people?" "These eight people have extraordinary skills, which will definitely bring disaster upon themselves. If those hypocrites can take it, how can we not take it?" "Oh? Mr. Yu, what do you mean?" Gu Qi'an has been lying dormant for nearly two years, secretly and vigorously developing Quan Xing. His control is even stronger than that of the previous two acting heads. Most of the monsters in Quanxing today are former leftovers and minions; the rest of the elite ones came here because they were attracted by the strength of the new sect leader. It must be known that this is a freak who had a strength similar to that of his master several years ago. The masters who joined Quan Xing one after another were arrogant and wanted to challenge him and replace him, but none of them could last more than three rounds. Gu Qi'an's achievements in martial arts are already comparable to his master, the strongest elder of Quan Xing'Chiwu - Gu Hengyi. What's more, he is in his prime and his strength can only get stronger. The ragged old man he was talking to was also a Grandmaster who had failed in his challenge. Facing the sect leader's questioning, he lowered his head and suggested: "Why don't we snatch these eight unique skills and give them to our disciples to practice. Once their strength is significantly improved, the damaged vitality of the sect will also be restored in a short time." "Besides, as long as you personally take action, apart from the one from the Trinity Sect who shows up, how can the other famous and upright sects be your opponents?" "Besides, this news will spread sooner or later. I think we should let the Japanese devils and some of the bugs hiding underground get involved. We can use them as pawns to weaken the power of each faction. When all eight people are dead and their special skills fall into our hands, Quan Xing will emerge from nowhere and firmly sit on the throne of the overlord of the martial arts world. It will not be a problem at all." Old Yu had a sharp eye and rich experience, so he easily planned the fastest and most profitable path for Gu Qiyao. "That doesn't make sense."
"It's boring to stay in this dark and gloomy place all day long." The frivolous and ostentatious expression on Gu Qian'an's face suddenly subsided and turned into indifference. He stood up and took a step, and his cold voice echoed throughout the room in an instant. "Send the order!" "All the followers and spies in the provinces, you must find the whereabouts of these eight people, even if you have to dig deep into the ground." "clear." The demons present responded in unison. Thousands of miles away at Trinity Gate, heavy rain was pouring down with thunder and lightning. There were bright candlelights on the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository. Zhuge Yu and Lu Jin were sitting on the floor. An hourglass was placed on the tea table, and it was still a while before midnight. Jiang Mo drank tea while waiting patiently. As long as the time came, Cheng Zhen would open the letter left by the master of Wanxiang Hall, get the whereabouts of the devil, and go to kill him. "Uncle Master, the Wang family has captured the sworn thief, Feng Tianyang." Lu Jin relayed the news he received today to a few people: "The interrogation meeting will be held in the next two days. Many sects will attend. The sect has also received an invitation. Do you think we should trouble a few brothers and uncles to go?" "Wang family?" Jiang Mo said without hesitation: "This time is not suitable to go there." "Don't worry about it. After I kill the demon, I'll have plenty of time to deal with the remnants." "it is good" Lu Jin put the matter behind him. His clear eyes were fixed on the hourglass on the table. Strands of fine sand kept falling through the narrow passage, getting closer and closer to midnight. Not only him, Zhuge Yu was also a little excited. He must kill the devil with his own hands this time. The quicksand is gone. Midnight has arrived, a new day, the 16th day of the seventh lunar month! Without any unnecessary elaboration, Cheng Zhen tore open the envelope with his slender fingers, took out a page of letter paper, and glanced calmly over all the contents. Facing the gazes of his two junior brothers and uncle, he said word by word: "The devil has appeared." "In the southern border, the clan seat of Luo Wuyuan, he possesses eight unique skills and should not be underestimated. We need to deal with him with caution." "The Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, Tongtian Talisman, Double Hands, Six Treasury Immortal Thieves, Fenghou Qimen, Qi Body Origin, Soul Confinement and General Dispatching, Daluo Cave Observation." The content of the letter was densely packed, with clear and neat handwriting. It was written by Ji Yuqian in his last moments of life. It not only told the general effects of the Eight Wonders, but also explained their origins and the jade disk left by Hermit Ziyang in Tongtian Valley. "The technique is not sinful, but the human heart is causing chaos. The appearance of the Eight Wonders will set off a new round of chaos in the martial arts world." "Uncle Master, the advice given to you by Hall Master Ji is that everything is up to your heart. You can manage it or not." After reading it, Cheng Zhen put the letter down and handed it to his uncle, waiting for instructions. "Eight Wonders"
"The Thirty-Six Brothers, this bunch of crazy people, have obtained such a secret in the former residence of the founder of the Southern Sect. I roughly know the intention of the devil." Jiang Mo's thoughts gradually became clear. Through the information given by Master Ji and the battle he had personally experienced, a young girl's face suddenly appeared in his mind. She was about 60% similar to Wu Gensheng, and was clearly the vessel possessed by the ancestor Luo Wuyuan. "Uncle Master, please forgive me for being so stupid that I cannot see the whole picture. I hope you can help me solve some of my doubts." Zhuge Yu was completely confused and had no idea what was going on. On the other hand, Lu Jin and Cheng Zhen had already figured out something but were still not sure for the time being. Seeing that he was eager to ask, Jiang Mo speculated: "The devil did this because of his daughter." "A year ago, your senior brother, Jin'er and I went to the southern border to suppress the ancestor of the evil cultivation lineage. He was a monster that had been lingering for more than a thousand years. In order to change his body and live forever, he forcibly took over the body of the demon's daughter." "The jade disk in the former residence of Ziyang Mountain Master is indeed a rare treasure. It can materialize what people want. Those who have sworn brotherhood are just chess pieces chosen by Wu Gensheng." "He wants to use these thirty-five ambitious people to learn thirty-five unique skills that have never been seen before, go to the clan site of Luowuyuan, challenge the ancestors of that lineage, and take back his daughter's body." "But man proposes, God disposes. The demon leader's sworn brotherhood was exposed ahead of time, resulting in a sharp reduction in personnel, and only eight unique skills were gathered. In addition, what he didn't know was that the monster that occupied his daughter's body had already been killed by me." "This time the demon went to the southern border, probably to seek death." Lu Jin and Cheng Zhen did not show too much surprise, as this was very close to what they had guessed, but Zhuge Yu was dumbfounded. "This devil, he went to all this trouble just to challenge that monster?!" "Uncle Master, were you also injured by it back then?" Before Jiang Mo could answer, Cheng Zhen couldn't help but tease: "Brother Zhuge, do you really not trust Uncle Master? Even though the monster is powerful, it can't do anything to Uncle Master. On the contrary, Uncle Master has used it to make further progress." "Uncle Master, you are amazing." Zhuge Yu admired him to the extreme. At the same time, he noticed that his uncle looked extremely young, without a trace of aging. Could it be that he would also live for a thousand years like the monsters? ! Just thinking of this, he couldn't control his blood boiling. This was not just something that would go down in history, but something that would run through the entire river of history. "All right." "Little Zhuge, Jin'er, go find your brothers Shuiyun and Changqing, and get ready. I'll take you out later." "Cheng Zhen, inform Wei Er to wait for me here." Jiang Mo learned of Wu Gensheng's whereabouts and would never give him any chance to survive. Even if he was subjected to the eight strange skills, he would still die. "Yes! Uncle Master." The three disciples were shocked. Their long-awaited moment of revenge had finally arrived. Jiang Mo left some instructions, then got up and went to the third floor of the Sutra Library. "Buzz!" As he stepped down, the magical restrictions covering the entire attic began to ripple densely, and a lukewarm female voice followed. "Chief?" "haven't seen you for a long time."
Jiang Mo glanced around and found piles of floating transparent cubes everywhere, storing a large amount of experimental materials. He walked straight over and found Yousha who was busy in the corner. She was wearing a misty gauze dress, and her slender and perfect body was faintly visible. Her special fragrance permeated every inch of this space. Several thick ancient magic books were flipping through the air, floating above Yousha's left hand. Her right hand controlled countless scarlet rays of light and injected them into a giant metal ball engraved with magic runes. "Wait a moment?" Yousha seemed to be very busy. This was the first time she made such a request. "Ah." Jiang Mo raised his head slightly, and the alchemical creature that came into his sight made him feel inexplicably excited. What exactly is this? (End of this chapter)