Mu Qingjue never expected that Ye Hong would use the same moves to deal with her.
His beautiful eyes were cold, and his whole body was pouring into the puppets, as if he was determined to compete with Ye Hong for control of these puppets.
Ye Hong shook his head and lightly snapped his fingers.
"Bang bang bang bang bang"
Intense cracking sounds erupted from all around, but the puppets were suddenly scattered into stones.
Mu Qingjue bit her thin lips and waved her hand unwillingly.
The broken stones kept shaking, showing signs of reorganizing into puppets.
"Qingjue, stop, you have already lost."
The voice of the old monk Jiudeng made Mu Qingjue glare at Ye Hong angrily.
But he said nothing and stopped obediently.
Ye Hong shrugged and walked back to the altar.
If the old monk Jiudeng didn't stop, he would let Mu Qingjue see his true strength.
"You passed the first test, which proves that you have the strength to protect the ancient martial arts bell.
Next comes the second test.”
The old monk Jiudeng pointed to the altar under him and looked at Ye Hong with deep meaning: "If you are really destined, just say what is in your heart at this moment."
Ye Hong looked down at the familiar altar, and that image popped up in his mind again.
At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with the mysterious black-robed man sitting in the center of the altar.
Open your mouth slightly and slowly read out the characters that contain the most important principles of the universe.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive"
The old monk Jiu Deng opposite him trembled slightly, his eyes showing sadness and nostalgia, as if he was recalling the distant time.
And Ye Hong's voice continues
“From today onwards, [Tai Dao Sect] is established as the state religion of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.
The Taidao Sect should open up the atmosphere of heaven and earth and teach all living beings ancient martial arts.
That’s why the bell is named.”
Ye Hong opened his eyes silently and said two words in unison with the old monk Jiudeng -
"[Guwu]!"
Ye Hong blinked and looked at the old monk Jiu Deng silently, feeling slightly surprised.
He had really seen that scene, and only then could he repeat the words of the mysterious black-robed man word for word.
But the old monk Jiudeng seemed to have seen it before.
The Nine-Deng Old Monk sighed leisurely and stretched out his hand to touch the altar beneath him, as gently as he was stroking his lover's face.
"You have passed the test, and I will tell you everything next."
Just when the old monk Jiudeng was about to speak, the top of the stone chamber suddenly shook.
The stone powder rustled and fell, and the beads and stones flickered brightly and dimly.
It seemed like something sharp was getting inside from the outside.
Mu Qingjue stood up straight silently and looked above his head warily.
The old monk Jiudeng shook his head and sighed: "There are always people who like to disturb other people's purity."
"boom-"
A hole was opened in the stone wall above the head, and figures wearing masks jumped down from above.
These people's bodies were extremely strong. Even though they fell from such a high altitude, they ran to the altar as if nothing happened, and surrounded the Nine-Deng Old Monk and Ye Hong.
At a glance, there were nearly a hundred people.
Looking at the movements of these people and the familiar masks on their faces, Ye Hong suddenly thought of a word in his heart!
The fifth family!
Only the fifth family's fighting methods have such a strong body.
The masks on these people's faces were also similar to those of the Sea Eagle members that Ye Hong had seen before.
So his face immediately darkened, and he swept around with murderous intent.
At this time, a female voice that was deeply familiar to Ye Hong came from above his head.
"Old Bald Donkey Jiudeng, I finally found you!"
Following this sound, a tall woman also fell straight from the hole.
With a "bang" sound, two big holes were made on the ground.
Strangely, those two big holes were all turned into sand pits.
This woman is about thirty years old, with a slightly pale face, and there is a faint evil look on her face.
Although Ye Hong saw this face for the first time, he somehow felt that he must have seen this woman somewhere.
At this time, the woman's eyes suddenly turned from the old monk Jiudeng to Ye Hong, and her pupils suddenly condensed into a single point.
Then he made a voice full of resentment: "Ye! Hong!"
From the sound of gnashing teeth, Ye Hong felt strong hatred and hatred.
He searched through the memories in his mind and finally remembered who this person was!
"Fifth Qingtong?!"
That's right, this person's voice is exactly the same as the fifth Qingtong who was knocked off the cliff by the 56th Divine Palace!
It's just that Wu Qingtong used to wear a mask, so Ye Hong didn't recognize her face for a while.
Thinking of the actions against him planned by Fifth Qingtong several times, Ye Hong raised a sarcastic smile: "I didn't fall to death from such a high cliff. Could it be that you belong to Xiaoqiang?"
Fifth Qingtong no longer had the old monk Jiudeng in his eyes. He stared at Ye Hong and said in a hoarse voice: "I always want to seek revenge from you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door yourself today!"
She stamped her feet on the ground and struck Ye Hong with a palm!
A palm flew out, and the palm was directly enlarged several times.
The cold voice reached Ye Hong's ears.
"Underworld Combat Technique·Netherworld Ghost Palm!"
Seeing this familiar fighting method, Ye Hong's lips curled up slightly.
There is a sense of the fifth family!
He didn't panic, used his Taoist intention, and greeted him with a palm.
However, what surprised Ye Hong was that his palm did not gain the upper hand.
From Wu Qingtong's palm, there came the aura of more than just fighting skills.
There was also a cold, evil aura that made Ye Hong vaguely feel like he had seen it somewhere before!
The breath was like maggots attached to bones, burrowing into his body along his left arm.
Like a cold poisonous snake, freezing his blood and biting his breath!
"Ding! Trigger master-level medical skills and trigger proficiency-level recovery abilities."
Ye Hong frowned and looked at his left arm.
Roads of frost condensed on it.
But above the frost, black smoke rose.
This domineering and evil aura suddenly reminded Ye Hong of not-so-good memories.
"The devil's path?"
He raised his eyes to look at Wu Qingtong and spoke coldly.
That's right, this aura immediately reminded Ye Hong of Ximen Qingcang's Demonic Blood Demon Seed!
The devil's way is a forbidden way!
This is the way to take supplements!
It is also an evil shortcut to the ancient realm of law!
However, seeing the emergence of the devil in the fifth family made Ye Hong's heart sink.
What he worried about most happened.
The fifth family not only mastered the method of combining warfare and Taoism, but also began to study the magic way!
In this way, the fifth family is likely to have an ancient practitioner first!
"Hahahaha, yes, it is the magic way!"
On the fifth day, when Qingtong saw that he had injured Ye Hong with one palm, he burst into laughter with excitement and pride.
“I fell off a cliff that day, but I was lucky enough to survive!
[Xiang] Your Excellency took me back to the family, not only cured my injuries, but also taught me powerful magic! "
(End of chapter)