"Thank you." Yang Dingtian said: "If I succeed, I will definitely regard Horror Villa as an ally and Brother Zhao Mu as an ally. If you don't betray me, I will never betray you."
"It's a deal." Zhao Mu stretched out his palm.
"It's a deal." Yang Dingtian stretched out his palms and struck each other.
Zhao Mudao: "Ordinarily, I should release Brother Yang and treat you as distinguished guests. But there are many eyes and ears of the Northwest Qin family in my villa. Since I have captured you, if you are released as honored guests, they will definitely be suspicious. Therefore, I can only wrong the two of you here for a few days. After I make arrangements, I will invite the two of you out."
His so-called proper arrangement must be to find a woman who is similar to Qin Hongmian, and after she disguises herself, she will cut off her head and give it to Qin Shaobai secretly.
"I don't need to go out, it's just right here, I can just observe this thousand-year-old night owl." Yang Dingtian said.
"Then I'll take my leave first, and handle this matter properly. If you want to leave here, you just need to say hello, but it's best not to leave the mausoleum tower until I handle it properly." Zhao Mu said: "I will send three meals a day, as well as life."
"Thank you." Yang Dingtian said.
"Farewell" Zhao Mu said.
"Take the young master out." Suddenly, the crippled man said, "I have a word with Mr. Yang Dingtian."
"Yes" Immediately, a strong man in black robe carried Zhao Mu on his back, floated up and left from the entrance of the mausoleum tower.
After everyone left, the crippled old man said slowly, "Little brother, you lied."
Hearing the old man's words, Yang Dingtian's complexion changed slightly.
"Villa Master Zhao Wuji didn't die in the so-called magic cave, he should have died in your hands, and even if he didn't, it's not too far off." The old man with a faceless face fixed his fiery red eyes on Yang Dingtian and said coldly: "You can fool others but not me. The entrance to the Fire Cloud Demon Cave collapsed at least five years ago, maybe even earlier."
Yang Dingtian was startled, his words were almost flawless, why would the old man with a faceless face in front of him know. Ximen Ningning's beautiful eyes also turned cold immediately, and she wanted to use her profound energy to use the spirit confinement technique.
"Because I went to the Huoyun Demon Cave five years ago." The old man with a faceless face said, "Your lies are flawless, but I know this flaw, so I know you are lying."
"That doesn't prove that Zhao Wuji was killed by me." Yang Dingtian said.
"Your talent is amazing. The owner will kill someone with such a high talent immediately, so you must have fallen into the owner's hands. But in the end, you lived and he died. Then his death must have something to do with you, although I don't know how you killed him." The old man with a broken face said slowly.
Yang Dingtian's heart was shaken. Who is this old man with a faceless face? He is so wise. Although he has never seen it before, his guess is almost correct. However, he could expose Yang Dingtian before, but he didn't do so. Instead, he waited for everyone to leave before pointing out that Yang Dingtian was lying.
"Sir, what teaching do you have for saying this at this time?" Yang Dingtian asked slowly.
The disabled-faced old man walked slowly in front of Yang Dingtian, saw Ning Ning's actions out of the corner of his eyes, and said, "Girl, your talent is amazing, but your mental confinement technique is useless for my level."
Ning Ning was startled immediately after being told the truth, then smiled slightly, withdrew his profound energy, and said, "Say what the old man has to say, don't scare us two juniors."
The old man with a faceless face stretched out his hand to grab Yang Dingtian's pulse, a burst of profound energy suddenly penetrated into his body, this profound energy was incomparably powerful, and quickly spread throughout Yang Dingtian's body, and then he suddenly showed surprise, and said slowly: "You have such a strong talent, it really is unfathomable, no wonder Ximen Wuya and Dongfang Nie Mie both look at you."
There are not many people in the world who can see the talent of Yang Dingtian's profound veins, but this old man with a faceless face can do it, Yang Dingtian couldn't help being surprised: "Who is the senior?"
The old man with a crippled face did not answer Yang Dingtian's words, but continued: "The reason I didn't expose you just now is because you didn't lie except about Zhao Wuji's matter, and you are a good character, and you were even more sincere when you made a high-five agreement with Zhao Mu. If I guessed correctly, it's not the condensed yang qi into jade needles that can cure Zhao Mu's cold poison, but your blood. Your blood is the most yang thing."
Yang Dingtian nodded and said: "That's right, in fact, I can completely cure Brother Zhao Mu right now."
"No need, let's treat it five times." The old man with a broken face said: "Zhao Wuji's death at your hands must be his fault. He is already crazy. If he doesn't die today, he will die tomorrow. But you have to remember, young man, you must abide by today's promise, understand?"
"I will, senior." Yang Dingtian said: "If one day I can become strong, I will definitely seek justice for Brother Zhao Mu."
"Not only that, but also to liberate Horror Villa from the Qin family in the northwest," said the old man with a crippled face.
Yang Dingtian was startled, and said: "I will do my best."
"Of course you have to do your best. The Qin Family in Northwest China will not sit back and watch you become powerful. Once they find out that you will become their threat, they will do everything possible to get rid of you." The old man with a disabled face said.
What he said is indeed correct, the Northwest Qin family does not kill Yang Dingtian now, just because the current Yang Dingtian is a lunatic waste, does not pose any threat to the Qin family, but has some uses.
"Zhao Mu is a good kid. Even though you killed his father, I hope you don't have any grievances and treat him with sincerity. He won't let you down," said the old man with a crippled face.
"I will." Yang Dingtian said.
"I believe in you." The old man with a broken face said: "Ximen Wuya and Dongfang Nirvana are both superheroes, I believe in their vision. However, this thousand-year-old night owl can't help you, you have to rely entirely on yourself, I will wait and see."
Then, the disabled-faced old man slowly rose and said, "Farewell."
Seeing that the old man with the face was flying higher and higher, and was about to leave this abyss cave, Yang Dingtian couldn't help asking: "Senior, may I ask your name?"
The old man with a crippled face froze for a moment, then said slowly, "Zhao Wuji."
"Zhao Wuji." Yang Dingtian was startled, isn't this person already dead
"Zhao Wuji robbed me of being the owner of the villa back then. He just wanted to abolish my martial arts and imprison me. He didn't intend to kill me. It was the Northwest Qin family who killed all the masters of the Horrible Villa, threw me into the magma, and burned me like this. It was Zhao Mu who rescued me that day, and then hid me secretly. He found countless medicines and nectar and rescued me." Zhao Wuji said slowly: "So this child is good, don't blame him."
"Yes, senior," Yang Dingtian bowed and saluted.
Zhao Wuji flicked his sleeve lightly, the stone door above his head opened, Zhao Wuji jumped out, and the stone door closed tightly again.
"This person turned out to be Zhao Wuji, no wonder he is so strong." Ning Ning said: "He is only one step away from the Grandmaster. If Zhao Wuji hadn't gone mad to introduce foreign enemies at that time, I'm afraid that Horror Villa will become the third power in these thousands of miles, second only to the Northwest Qin family and Yunxiao City."
"That's right, Zhao Wuji himself got the throne of the villa owner, but Horror Villa has also completely fallen, this person is really stupid." Yang Dingtian said.
No matter which faction is at this time, as long as there is a master-level powerhouse, the power will have a qualitative leap, and it will immediately become the number one power in the world. Because the guru is a very small circle, as long as you step into this circle, the strongest group of people in this world will agree with you and recognize your status.
"This world is full of talented people." Yang Dingtian exclaimed, "Horror Mountain Villa is not among the three sects, nine sects and twenty-seven sects, but it almost produced a master-level powerhouse."
Ning Ning said: "Actually, the three sects, nine sects and twenty-seven sects are just the result of the monopoly of famous sects. Those who are in this list may not be strong, and those who are not in the list may not be weak."
Yang Dingtian said: "If Zhao Wuji does not get framed and successfully advances to the level of a master, will he become a master at the same level as Master Ximen?"
"No, he is just a master-level master." Ning Ning said: "Father is a great master-level master, but he usually keeps a low profile. Before the battle at sea, the world thought that he was just a master-level master, and the great master-level is the top power in the world. There is almost a natural barrier between the master-level and the great-master-level, and most of the masters can't cross it in their entire lives."
Yang Dingtian couldn't help asking: "How many master-level powerhouses in the world are there?"
"There are only four righteous fathers in the world, Dongfang Sovereign, Zhu Qingzhu, and Yinzong Sovereign." Ximen Ningning said: "Yeopa's profound vein talent is the weakest among the four, but he is also the most likely to hit the world's number one master. If there is no accident, Zhu Qingzhu will not be the opponent of Yifu in five years. Dongfang Sovereign may not be the opponent of Yifu in ten years. Twenty years later, Yifu may even fight against the Sovereign of Yinzong."
Yang Dingtian's heart twitched suddenly, Ximen Wuya was going to aspire to become number one in the world, but he died early because he saved himself.
"Uncle Ximen, I will complete your unfinished mission, even if I give everything. Millennium Night Owl, you are my first step." Yang Dingtian looked at the magma sea below 10,000 meters. At this time, the Millennium Night Owl had already dived into the magma. His eyes were fixed on the direction of the Millennium Night Owl, as if to penetrate the magma.
"Master, the Millennium Night Owl is below, how should I kill it and get its demon core?" Yang Dingtian asked in his heart.
Dongfang Nirvana was silent for a long time, and said: "God really made a huge joke. You only need a low-level electric-type demon core, but it gives you an extremely powerful thousand-year-old night owl, a lord-level monster that is more terrifying than a master-level powerhouse."
Yes, Yang Dingtian was a little bit dumbfounded about this.
Dongfang Nirvana went on to say: "Although its energy is completely sealed, it still has an invincible defense. Its skin has long been harder than any metal after being bombarded by lightning countless times. Almost all weapons cannot pierce its shell."
"Although its profound energy has been sealed, its own power is incomparable. It has at least a million catties of power. Even if a master-level powerhouse approaches, he will be slapped to death with a palm," Dongfang Nie Mie continued.
"Ah" Yang Dingtian was startled suddenly.
The thousand-year-old night owl who is helpless at the master level, he, an enlightener, wants to kill himself alone, this is completely exaggerated than the Arabian Nights
"Master, can't the thousand-year-old night owl be killed?" Yang Dingtian couldn't help asking.
"It can be killed," Dongfang Nirvana said, "However, two things are needed."