Omnipresent God of War Chapter 574: Under investigation

Under Yuewu Mountain.

Several cars slowly stopped at the foot of the mountain with a lot of noise.

With a click, the car door opened.

A black-haired young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a powerful figure came down from above.

The rest of the cars also came down one by one, young people in their teens and 20s.

The black-haired young man raised his head and looked at the trail going up the mountain, then glanced at the fruit vendors crouching on both sides.

His name is Zhong Ling, and there are several big family children in Ningzhou City. My parents are wealthy businessmen. They started from the gray roads, and they just rushed out of the road in the complicated and fierce Ningzhou to lay a huge foundation.

Just because the parents are tough, it doesn't mean that the children will inherit their talents and courage.

The young generation of the Zhong family, the eldest son of Zhong Ling, is obsessed with all kinds of strange people and martial arts practice all year round.

In the city, I was looking for martial arts masters to teach from my childhood. The body is messy, and I really practiced some routines.

The second daughter, Zhong Yinxue, is obsessed with foreign studies, painting, and participating in various receptions and banquets, and is extremely yearning for the so-called socialites.

This is close to the metropolis Minshan. The journey takes just over an hour.

Zhong Yinxue is not satisfied with the small place in Ningzhou, but often goes to Minshan cousin for activities.

"Some time ago there came a great Lianjiazi? Are you sure you didn't get the wrong information?"

Zhong Ling is obsessed with martial arts, looking for real talented masters everywhere to learn art.

It just spends a lot of money, and what you encounter is either a quack or a crop.

So over the years, he has a lot of martial arts, such as mantis boxing, three emperor hands, and chasing legs.

The liar has also learned a lot of routines, such as Shaoyang palm, throat-sealing spear, all-in-one finger, Huishan fist...

It's really going to be taken out for a fight, because even a battlefield veteran who has seen blood can knock him down.

So, after so many years of hard searching, Zhong Ling himself slowly developed doubts about martial arts.

Is it worth it after so many years of hard work?

This time, he got news from his attendants again, knowing that Yue Wushan has come to another practitioner with extraordinary skills.

A few ways to defeat a strong foreign boxer who is challenged on stage.

Zhong Ling was half-believing, and once again barely ignited his enthusiasm for martial arts, and brought people here.

"Brother Ling, it's true, I have already inquired clearly this time. I'm sure it is the real record, that's right."

A young man with a big back leaned forward.

"The man's name was Xue Hanwu. He said he was passing here from a different place, and he wanted to make money by doing art, and he wanted to go to Minshan.

If we were not happy, we would really miss it. "

"Go, go, go!" Zhong Ling nodded, "Go up and take a look first. But you have to be sincere in martial arts, and there is no meeting ceremony. I can't express my desire to practice martial arts! He Xiaoguang, you go third In the car, get some good stuff out!"

"Okay Brother Ling." A flat-headed young man responded and turned to the last third car.

The old-fashioned Toad-Eyed car had insufficient power and was not fast. He Xiaoguang, the flat-headed car, walked to the trunk of the car and had to open the door.

Suddenly, his angle of view was swept away, and he swept across to a figure that had just passed by on the right.

"Huh? So tall and so strong?" He Xiaoguang was a little surprised.

The person who just passed by is about two meters high, with a thick waist and a round waist.

Plus this person is wearing that close-fitting black short coat and trousers. Although he was wearing a cloak outside, he still couldn't stop this person's burly figure.

Ningzhou City rarely sees a man of this size.

It’s not that there are no two meters tall, but such a strong one is really rare.

He Xiaoguang has been following Zhong Ling for a long time, and he has some insights into Lianjiazi. At this time, seeing the person passing by, he instinctively felt that the other party had definitely practiced.

As for whether it is a martial artist or a soldier, it is not clear.

Taking out the gift box from the trunk, He Xiaoguang hurriedly walked to the front of Brother Ling.

He carefully mentioned the person he had just seen to Zhong Ling.

"Really so strong?" Zhong Ling's eyes lit up, "Where is the person?"

"Over there." He Xiaoguang hurriedly looked in the direction where the person had left.

"Huh? Where's the person?"

At this moment, on a mountain path up the mountain, who among those individual tourists can be seen clearly at a glance.

At this moment, the two of them looked, and there were all ordinary people with thin statures, and there was no such burly man as he just said.

"This.... Going up the mountain here, I can't see it so soon?" He Xiaoguang wondered if he was dazzled.

Zhong Ling didn't blame him either, but thought he was dazzled, so he patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.

"Let's go, go up the mountain to see the master."

He looked up at the road up the mountain, took the lead and walked forward.

If he still can't this time, he will really give up.

The dream of martial arts, maybe it's time to wake up.

As parents are old, it is impossible to shelter them from the wind and rain for the rest of their lives. He has to carry some things by himself.

"Wait for Brother Ling!" He Xiaoguang stopped him again behind him.

"Why?" Zhong Ling was a little impatient.

"There is one more thing, I have to tell you in advance.

Do you remember the case of the missing person on Yue Wushan some time ago? "He Xiaoguang lowered his voice.

"Why? Could it be related to the master I see now?" Zhong Ling was taken aback.

"I just remembered that the few people who were missing, like the master, were all passing through here..." He Xiaoguang looked around and lowered his voice.

"Isn't it?" Zhong Ling's expression became a bit solemn.

"I've heard of this." Another follower, Xiaoqiao, interjected quickly, "I heard it was haunted on the mountain."

He deliberately said in a mysterious and gloomy voice.

"Haunted!?" Zhong Ling felt a little hairy.

Unlike ordinary people, he knows that there are many rumors in this world, not just rumors.

The other side.

Wei He walked like the wind, but almost no one noticed on the way, his speed was different from ordinary people.

He is obviously not fast, but he can span several meters with each step.

This is because he forcibly suppressed his speed in order not to shock the world.

Even so, it only took Wei He a few minutes to climb Mount Yuewu before reaching the wide platform square on the top of the mountain.

Climb to Sendai, this is the name of this square.

Several mountain crossings on the stage have large stones carved and painted with cinnabar.

Because the square is on the top of the mountain, the mountain wind is strong and extremely cool.

There is also an unknown Buddhist temple.

The Buddha statue inside looks like a few years ago, and the statue of Guangci Arhat is worshipped.

There are also scriptures written in unknown scripts on the walls, attracting many tourists to watch them.

There is an old monk in the Buddhist temple with a little novice monk who makes a living from incense money and growing vegetables and fruits by himself.

Wei Heyi came up and saw this old bronze-colored Buddhist temple.

He stood in the distance, glanced inward, and saw that the offering was just an Arhat.

Speaking of, back then, Xuanmiaozong also enshrined deities, but Xuanmiaozong belonged to the Taoist school, and naturally the highest **** of Taoist school, Taishi Yuanjun, was enshrined.

Wei He took a closer look at the old monk who was sitting on his knees in the temple.

Make sure that there is no abnormality in the opponent's body, only the decayed energy and blood, then he retracts his sight.

The purpose of his coming here is to find out whether Yuan Duzi passed through here in the first place.

He firmly believes that with the spirit and strength of the master sister Yuan Duzi, he will never die in this simple way.

Even he was not swallowed and killed by the Void Mist. The Grand Sister was originally a Grand Master, and she had broken through to a higher level. You can definitely find a way to avoid the virtual fog!

Wei He firmly believes this.

At this moment, a few tourists who went up the mountain pointed out.

"Climbing Xiantai to Xiantai, Ming Xian is a Taoist saying, but there is a Buddhist temple built here, which is also funny."

"There is no difference between Taoism and Buddhism now. It is not easy to survive." Another person sighed.

"A few years ago there was a great famine, followed by floods, plagues, and too many people died. Let's go and look at the stele written by General Zhang Xingwen."

Several tourists do not seem to be ordinary people, and they are all wearing silk jackets.

"Zhang Xingwen?" Before Wei He went out, he investigated and collected information.

During his seclusion all these years, the once big moon was not all smooth sailing.

The warlords in the middle have separatist regimes, and they fought again and again, and there were foreign enemies invaded by foreigners in the middle.

Serakra made a comeback because of the old hatred of the year, using guns that were much more developed than the mainland, and once occupied a lot of territory.

But many warlords joined forces and drove out.

Many warlords in the middle also had a very short-term unification situation, but unfortunately...because of the problems of democracy, interests, party strife, etc., unification quickly collapsed and returned to chaotic war.

And Zhang Xingwen was a national lover at the time and had a great reputation. He died in the foreign war.

Several people leave slowly.

Wei He slowly walked along Dengxiantai Square, making a little circle.

I went around here first, but found nothing.

He doesn't move. If he really left traces like this, he would have been overwhelmed by the remaining traces for so many years.

Finding a corner, Wei He stood still, his eyes flashed, and he instantly entered the real world.

Now that there is no real qi from the outside world, if he wants to enter the real world, he must consume the real energy stored in his own body.

Replace the real energy with true energy, so that the senses can maintain a super-sense state without being degraded by the virtual mist.

Fortunately, for so many years, Wei He has rarely used his real energy. In addition, he is already extremely powerful, dozens of times more powerful than a real person at the same level.

So just to maintain the senses, just maintain it for hundreds of years without worrying about exhaustion.

It's just Wei He's idea of ​​using a little less, and avoiding it as much as possible.

The same is true for his Sanxinjue bloodline. Without the nourishment of True Qi, he can only keep his breath in these years, and occasionally use real energy to nourish one or two.

It's barely maintaining the original level.

The current situation is that Wei He's huge real power has become a power bank, charging Sanxinjue's powerful body and super senses from time to time.

As long as he doesn't let go, Wei He's own strength is enough to support him in his old age.

Even in actual combat, he can use his pure flesh to solve all troubles with speed and strength.

After improving his senses, the scene in front of Wei He's eyes changed drastically.

The shallowest level of the real world-Yingxiaofeng level.

The tourists on Climbing Sendai come and go, all of them are covered with a little powder float.

Like a sugar man coated in powdered sugar.

The weird Ying Xiaofeng is still the same, but the true energy in the air has disappeared.

Wei He scanned all the way from the ground carefully, and walked around Dengxiantai once again.

Suddenly, he paused. The line of sight fell straight on the edge of the ground.

There are two huge bird paw prints on the ground near the cliff fence~IndoMTL.com~.

The paw prints are five fingers, sharp and sharp, deeply embedded in the ground, forming five black holes.

"Without the real beast, is there something else coming out?" Wei He was awe-inspiring.

"Still, this is a trace left over many years ago."

He squatted down to check carefully.

It was found that the paw prints were some years old, not recent traces.

"Is this the trace left by the master sister?"

Wei He stroked the claw marks on the rock on the ground, frowning.

Suddenly he looked startled, raised his hand and smelled it.

A faint smell of stench and rottenness penetrated into his nostrils.

"What smell?"