"Uh..." Long Wudang slammed into the wall heavily, and originally wanted to count on Gao Weihu to make decisions for himself, but after hearing this, the rest of the words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it anymore, he just wished he could be cruel Slap yourself twice.
Since Mu Hanyan dared to do something in the Gao family's black market, she naturally had something to rely on. Unless she got Gao Weihu's permission, how could she be so bold? In fact, the attitude of the black market guard just now is enough to explain the problem, he was also beaten He was dizzy, or he was dizzy from fright, and he still wanted to ask Gao Weihu to make decisions for him. That's not asking for trouble.
"Hey, I know you won't give up, it seems that the lesson is not enough." Ling Baobao said with a smile, and forced him up again with the tortoise shell.
Before he could make a move, a figure flashed in front of him, and Wen Gaoren swept over like a whirlwind, using both hands and feet, and punched Long Wudang again and again.
"No... oh..." Long Wudang's screams of ghosts and wolves rang out again in the room.
Looking at Wen Gaoren's white hair and ferocious face, Ling Baobao didn't come back to his senses for a long time. I have seen a lot of ruthless people, and this is the first time I have seen such an old ruthless person.
"Forgive me, my lord, I was wrong, forgive me, I don't dare anymore. I really, really don't dare anymore, it was the lard that made my heart just now." Long Wudang's nosebleed just stopped seemed like A fountain gushed out like a fountain, eyes poured down, and she cried so hard that she couldn't bear to live. In my heart I hate myself for being a fool, why haven't I learned my lesson, why haven't I learned how to be good.
"Forget it, don't kill anyone." Looking at Wen Gaoren, who was radiating violence and shaking his body with excitement, the corners of Gao Weihu's mouth twitched heavily, thinking to himself, where did Mu Hanyan find it? The ruthless character here is so angry at a lot of age. If he is a few decades younger, he may be more ruthless than himself.
"Master Wen, stop it." Mu Hanyan didn't want to really kill Long Wudang, let alone kill Long Wudang in Gao's black market, so he waved his hand and said to Wen Gaoren.
Wen Gaoren finally heard her words this time, stopped in time, and gave Long Wudang a hard look.
Long Wudang curled up in a ball and huddled in a corner, this time he was completely honest.
"The Chaos God Sword is really in the hands of Long Wucuo?" Gao Weihu asked.
"I saw it once, it should be the legendary Chaos God Sword." Long Wudang wiped his nosebleeds and replied honestly.
"That's a little troublesome." Gao Weihu's expression became serious.
"Treasurer Gao, what is the origin of the Chaos Sword? Is it amazing?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously.
Although Gao Weihu's strength is not very strong, but he was born in the Temple of Life, and he is also in charge of the Gao family's black market. His knowledge is much stronger than that of ordinary priests. Even he values it so much. This chaotic sword is absolutely extraordinary.
"The Chaos God Sword was forged hundreds of years ago by a talented priest who was good at casting swords in the Temple of Death. It is said that the casting process went through repeated twists and turns and it took nearly a hundred years to make it. The sword itself The texture can only be regarded as superior, and it is far from being able to compare with those legendary magical weapons. The key is that it can disturb the divine sense and make it difficult for the opponent to perform the divine spell smoothly.
The priest who forged this sword was not high in cultivation, but a tenth-rank god priest, but with this sword, he defeated several god-heart priests who were far stronger than him. Just as the saying goes, a man is innocent and conceives a crime, and the priest was murdered because of this. It was rumored that something went wrong in his cultivation and he died, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that he was murdered by someone seeking treasure.
After the priest died, the Chaos God Sword lost its relics, and it hadn't appeared for hundreds of years. It was unexpected that it fell into the hands of Long Wucuo. "Gao Weihu explained in detail.
"Master Mu, I think you don't want to participate in this god sacrifice ceremony. I also know a little about what happened in Tianyang Temple yesterday. Long Wucuo originally wanted to provoke you to take action, and then took the opportunity to kill you. Hold on for now. He will not be reconciled if he dodged a catastrophe for a while, if he finds an opportunity in the sacrifice ceremony, he will kill you openly and there will be no trouble." After finishing speaking, Gao Weihu reminded Mu Hanyan again.
Only he himself knows how true or false the word "friend" he said is, and he still owes Mu Hanyan a large sum of money. If Mu Hanyan dies at the hands of Long Wucuo, it will only be good for him There is no harm, but with the five-colored soul orb in his hand, he is not fully sure that he will be able to improve his strength to the realm of the god-heart priest in a short period of time, and he may have to ask Mu Hanyan for help. I hope something unexpected happens to Mu Hanyan.
"Is the Chaos Sword really that powerful?" Mu Hanyan asked.
This ritual is related to the rare treasure of heaven and earth that is said to come out once in a million years. Mu Hanyan does not want to give up easily, but she is not a reckless person. Hitting in, so I decided to understand it first before making a decision.
"The rumors should not be false." Gao Weihu said with certainty.
"Otherwise, let's not participate." Shen Yuhe persuaded hesitantly.
The Huayu Temple was able to get out of the predicament all because of Mu Hanyan. Of course, she didn't want Mu Hanyan to take risks. Anyway, the Huayu Temple's current momentum is not bad, even if it can't get the treasure, it can still support it.
But Mu Hanyan obviously doesn't think so. The Huayu Temple is her foundation and her greatest cover. If one day her identity is exposed, the Huayu Temple will even be her biggest reliance, and she wants to improve her strength as soon as possible. However, it is far from enough to rely on oneself alone. Only when the Huayu Temple is strong can it provide her with enough support. The South Tobacco Chamber of Commerce was the best example. Regardless of whether she herself or Huayue and others needed cultivation resources in the later stage, a large part of them came from the Southern Tobacco Chamber of Commerce.
Therefore, he didn't want to miss any opportunity to expand the Huayu Temple.
"Where is the Chaos Sword? Does Long Wucuo carry it with him?" Mu Hanyan asked Long Wudang.
"That's not true. Who dares to expose this kind of divine sword easily? It's more like courting death. As far as I know, this sword is hidden in Long Wucuo's bedroom, and it is heavily restricted by the ancestral seal of my Long family." Long Wudang replied .
"Do you know those seals?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"I have learned it, but I haven't learned much." Long Wudang said embarrassingly.
"Just learn it." Mu Hanyan nodded and said.
She never expected that this kind of playboy could learn all the sealing techniques passed down by the family. With his promiscuous nature, it would be strange if he could learn everything. In fact, compared with those dandies in the Holy Court Continent, this guy's strength is still pretty good. Of course, this may also be related to the fact that the power of the temple is more concentrated, and the cultivation resources are completely in the hands of the priests.
"What do you want to do?" Long Wudang looked at Mu Hanyan suspiciously, always feeling that she had some deep meaning in asking these words.