Sealing Sword Chapter 45: Conspiracy

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Chu Xiwei hates rain, especially when there is only one person around.

At this moment, he was huddled in a cave, outside was covered with rain, shrouded the entire mountain forest in the mist, seeing nothing real. The cold wind swept Yuhua in from the entrance of the cave. Chu Xiwei hid her figure with a big stone, blew the fire, barely illuminating the three-square acre of land and his pale and bloodless face.

There was blood dripping from the right forehead, smearing half of her face, Chu Xiwei wiped her face blankly, and inserted the bottom of the firefold into the seam of the stone, then untied her robe, revealing her strong and thin upper body. Seeing that there were five finger holes on his left abdomen, and the blood had solidified near the wound, it was shocking to see.

"Shura Hand..."

The sharp color in his eyes slowly settled, but his movements were not flustered, he tore a piece of cloth to wipe off the blood, then took out a pill, pinched it into powder and applied it on the wound, leaning against the stone wall, breathing slightly, as if he was a dead person .

At that time, the separation from Ye Fusheng was a moment of anger and was a last resort.

Chu Xiwei has not had a good life over the years, and being in a high position has only been a year or two. Before that, he had lived a life of licking blood every day.

When you enter the door of a hundred ghosts, you don't look like the world. In this hell, there are countless people whose lives have been destroyed. Chu Xiwei was only a young boy when he entered. It is difficult to say numerology to live to this day, and he dared to fight for his life.

The martial arts he practiced were derived from the "Forked Road Scripture" of the Supreme Heart of the Hundred Ghosts, alluding to the meaning of "Red Dust on a branch road, different paths to the same goal". There is no restriction on his own method, but it can absorb and assimilate the opponent's internal strength, which is similar to the Supreme Palace's " "Wuji Gong" and "A Thousand Tribulations" of the Burial Soul Palace are also called the three great genres. However, although "The Forked Road Scripture" is a martial arts study that seeks common ground while reserving differences, its entry method must first eliminate the miscellaneous elements through the sea of ​​energy, which means that the practitioner must abandon his previous martial arts and start from scratch, otherwise it will be extremely easy to get angry. Enchanted.

At that time, there were nine other heirs of the sect master who were studying with him at the time of "The Book of Forked Roads". They were all young, and they were able to give up the old and take the new when facing the supreme martial arts. Only Chu Xi Wei refused.

He started to learn martial arts at the age of eight. Although the man had a bad temper, he treated him sincerely at the beginning. He gave the "Jinghong Jue" to each other, and even before the two rebelled, he also learned the whole set of martial arts. All of the key points are clear to him, lest he make mistakes in practice.

From then on, he was completely disfigured and completely unrecognizable. He changed from a blessed royal descendant to nothing. After he fell into the world, there was nothing else that belonged to him except for his martial arts.

To him, "Jinghong Jue" is like a driftwood to a drowned person.

Chu Xiwei refused to abolish "Jinghong Jue", and refused to wait for it to die, but did it knowingly that it could not be done.

The "Forked Road Scripture" is the most bizarre inner gong mental method in the world. It does not have a fixed martial arts technique. It changes according to changes and develops according to the heart. Only by using this kind of zhenqi as the foundation of the dantian can it be "modified". "Different" lays the foundation, otherwise it is extremely easy to conflict. When Chu Xiwei first started to practice, she was tortured to death by two waves of true energy, and all her meridians were painful. If she hadn't gotten the old master's blue eyes to help him a few times, I'm afraid that the grass on the grave is taller than him now.

He gritted his teeth and refused to give up martial arts, nor did he give up the "Forked Road Scripture". After the pain became a habit, he finally came to the pain and got a little trick.

He should not be extinct. "Jinghong Jue" is a kind of non-communication method in the line of Jinghongdao. It follows the style of carefree and happy, dexterous and ingenious. It also "changes" more than "set". It is similar to the "Forked Road Scripture" but has the same effect. After Chu Xiwei broke the jar, he simply took the same and eliminated the differences, and forcibly combined the two types of qi into one. Not only did he practice by accidentally hitting and colliding, but also the effect of complementing each other, which is faster than the progress of others. Fast three points.

The old sect master once said: "He is dead-hearted and has a strong temper. If he can survive it, he will be the enemy of the king who refuses to admit his fate."

Chu Xiwei naturally refuses to admit his fate. He has been walking on ice like a cliff in the past few years, and he has not dared to relax himself at all. The martial arts walk is more thrilling than the single-wood cliff, and now he has finally achieved something. However, the hidden dangers are hidden dangers after all. The mistakes of early practice planted the roots in his body. Once he is emotional, he will be infuriated. At the slightest, he will get into trouble, and at the worst, he will hurt others and himself, and become crazy to death.

Because of this, the old sect master transferred the "Ice Soul Orb" given by the deceased to him, which can force him to calm and concentrate. However, since the loss of the Ice Soul Pearl and the reunion with Ye Fusheng, his excitement and anger have grown more and more. From the flat mirror water to the turbulent waves, the qi in his body seems to hang in the air, and may fall to the top at any time.

In the woods, Ye Fusheng saw the strangeness. He was flustered and he didn't choose to say anything. After recovering, he hated it. In order to avoid his emotional indulgence, Chu Xiwei chose to leave first. Entering the underground palace, but looking for a quiet place to lower his breath.

As a result, as soon as his breath calmed down, he was alarmed by a loud noise. He thought that something had happened to the underground palace, and he hurried in without seeing Ye Fusheng.

Walking around in the underground palace in a hurry, seeing a pot of porridge turned into a river and lake, he finally heard a scream, the familiar voice was the dead girl who escaped home.

Chu Xiwei hurried away with the sound, unexpectedly, besides Xiao Yangu and Yigan, there was also a man in white who had never seen each other.

He was forced by Xiao Yangu’s "lingering" in order to save people. After severely wounding, he took the opportunity to take people out of the underground palace. Xia Fei swiftly walked like a royal wind, and threw everything away to nowhere, but Unexpectedly, the man in white would be able to keep up. In desperation, Chu Xiwei had to let the two cumbersome go first and confronted him alone.

"At your age, you can practice "Forked Road Scripture" to such a realm. You are a rare talent in the world." The man said when he blocked his face, his voice came out from under the mask. The cat and mouse play, "It's a pity, it's too tender."

The white-clothed person's body skills are more tricky than him. After the two of them fought for five rounds, Chu Xiwei turned offensive into defensive. However, the man approached him, with one hand facing him like a phantom hood, and the other hand pointing towards him Claws inserted into his pubic area. Chu Xiwei used the "Forked Road Scripture" to relieve his strength and made the "Jinghong Jue" to avoid the danger. The **** that had been digging eyes shaved his face, scratching his forehead, and the hand that inserted the Dantian staggered. Fang Cun was opened by him at the touch of his flesh and blood.

As soon as this box fought, Chu Xiwei recognized that the martial arts used by this man was exactly the cruel martial arts recorded in "A Thousand Tribulations"-Shura Hands!

Shura's hand uses the palm of his finger as the blade, and it is invincible. It is just waiting for him to penetrate the skin and crack the bones. It is said that a hundred years ago, someone made it rampant, and I don't know how many heroes were killed. In the end, he fell into the hands of the Grand Master Taishang. It's just that even though the demon was dead, this evil skill was passed down. It was acquired by the evil spirits of the southwest generation and later became the martial arts practiced by the master of the Soul Burial Palace.

On this thought, Chu Xiwei didn't dare to be arrogant, and tried his best to fight with him, and finally caught the gap and used his strength to escape. Fortunately, the man didn't want his life and didn't pursue him.

Chu Xiwei hasn't missed a defeat for a long time, and this is not surprising.

He was wounded, and the true qi in his body was agitated by the ups and downs of his mood and the uncontrollable fighting. Chu Xiwei couldn't rush to find Ye Fusheng and the others. He planned to try to contact the nearby doorman to heal his injuries first. He didn't realize that God loves to take advantage of the fire. He was so lucky that he lost his temper halfway through the heavy rain, so he found this one. Take shelter from the rain in the cave and adjust your breath.

It didn’t take long to rest, Chu Xiwei suddenly heard someone’s voice coming from outside. When she opened her eyes, her face was horrified. She immediately turned off the fire and covered the blood and rags on the ground with mud. Moved silently into the cave, like a dark ghost figure merged into the darkness, and stood still against the dead corner of the mountain wall.

In a short while, a group of people went into the cave one after another, yelling "God is unlucky" while forming a fire to keep warm. Fortunately, the hole was very deep, and Chu Xiwei quietly moved back, hiding in a place where the fire could not be reflected, and secretly looking at these people.

Four men and one woman, the eldest is full of hair, but the youngest woman is still in cardamom years.

They all brought bulging salutes. They seemed to be long-distance travelers. They spoke with different accents and talked about things differently. Chu Xi briefly heard that the old man was talking about the floods in Changning County in the east two years ago. The government was full of private pockets, but regarded the refugees as pigs and dogs. Nowadays, it has aroused public resentment. Some people left their hometowns, and some broke up. The flag of Budang is going to rebel; the tall man and the thin man are probably two brothers. They are eating steamed buns and talking about the drought in the south. Many people change their children and eat, and the road is hungry; the girl lamented the shock of the previous two months. During the war, her father and brother died on the battlefield, and many men died in the same town. Women and Taoist families either slavishly became slaves and followed the trades, or they stayed in the village and lived a day...

It sounded like a group of refugees got together to be miserable. Chu Xiwei's left ear went in and his right ear came out, but his eyes fell on the rich man who had never spoken.

The man looked in his forties, with a brocade hat, Diaoqiu, incompatible with the other four, his face was as big as a pie, and the meat filling seemed to overflow from under the pie crust, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. It is a wealthy businessman who makes money with qi.

He took a steamed bun and gnawed slowly, chewing it as a pickle, and swallowing it together. When the other four people looked over, he said: "Done?"

The old man gave a light cough, and the fat man patted off the broken bread crumbs in his hand and said: "Since you are finished, it is my turn."

After a pause, he first glanced at the hole, Chu Xi hid him keenly. This person didn't notice the clue, so he turned his head, his eyes swept across the faces of the four, every word He said: "Ruan Feiyu is out, are you afraid of death?"

Hearing the words "Ruan Feiyu", Chu Xiwei's brows constricted, and the four of them stopped talking, and their breathing suddenly became heavy, as if suppressing the storm.

"Afraid of being a bear!" Suddenly, the tall man gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, his eyes flashing like electricity, "The old man has been living for so many years, and he hasn't opened his eyes! If he hadn't been like a tortoise, it would be early. Cut his head to sue the ancestors!"

The old man also said: "Before I told you why you suddenly sent a secret letter to summon me to wait. It turned out to be for this... But Boss He, Ruan Shen's whereabouts have become a mystery, and there must be court guards and his lackeys. Protect, it is difficult to move him?"

Before the words finished, the thin man already sneered and said: "Old Zhang, are you getting more and more afraid of death? If you don't dare, you will go home and raise your children, and you don't need to be here."

"Don't talk like that!" The fat man called "Boss He" scolded lightly, his voice was not loud, his tone was not too heavy, his face was still smiling, but no one dared to make it.

The girl hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand to pull the corner of boss He, and said: "Master, is the news reliable?"

"The news that came out of Jingzhong, the pile I sent out to inquire about also returned to the same situation, and..." Boss He touched her hair, "That person also left a secret message, that's right. "

After hearing this, the breathing of the three men became heavier, and the thin man asked anxiously: "Time, place?"

"In three days, I will arrive at Mount Anxi."

Chu Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the words "Mount Anxi" came out. Except for the girl, the eyes of the remaining four people were red. The old man said in hatred, "Go! Retribution! He died on the mountain. Best!"

Boss He looked at each of them and slowly said: "If I don’t succeed this time, I won’t have a chance to kill this traitor in this life. If the news is leaked, it will be even more involved, everyone. But are you thinking about it?"

"What are you afraid of?" The tall man's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, "That old man will not die for a day, and I will never look down!"

They stopped talking. Boss He unfolded a sheepskin map and drew with the other three men. The girl took a pipa out of her baggage and sat on a rock to sing. Her voice was not mellow and pleasant, and her skill in plucking the pipa was not so superb. A new generation of new graves are replaced by old ones. There is no one crying in the cold and cold candles, and the yellow flowers are everywhere. The graves are green and green, and the lake is green. Where are the heroes of the ancients? Such as blood and the evening clear..."