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Chapter 206 Snatching (seeking a monthly ticket)

[Name: Xun Liuyi (Zhong Shenxiu)]

【Three Martial Arts Levels: Transmission of Gods】

【Marriage Powers: Virus Poison, Nine Death Return (9)】

【Tianxiu Point: 170(22%)】

【The door of ten thousand doors: openable】

...

While scanning the property bar, Zhong Shenxiu walked along a forest with lush trees and quiet green water.

After climbing over a mountain, he saw a mountain gate.

On the plaque that seems to have been washed away by a lot of years, there are three golden lacquer words "Xiaoyaomen".

This gate is located in Liangzhou County, and once a shocking master named Xiaoyao Sanren.

This Xiaoyao Sanren is also a poor martial artist, but he has become a master of his own, and has mastered hundreds of schools of thought. After becoming a master, he worked as a guest minister of the court for twenty years. Finally, he learned a set of martial arts at the level of heaven and man from the Taoist sect, called Xiaoyao Thirteen Sanshou, and was listed on the list of extraordinary skills.

However, the descendants are unworthy. At present, the Xiaoyao Sect has declined a lot.

According to the investigation of the Evil King Sect, only one grandmaster is left to support it.

In the world, this type of thing is very common. The romantic flow is always blown away by the rain and wind, and time is like a knife. No matter how genius a generation or the leader of the martial arts world, he can't escape the fate of a century-long life.

"The heroes in the world come from us, and as soon as we enter the world, time is urging us.

The great master's career is a joke, and life is drunk.

Holding a sword and crossing the cavalry and wielding the ghost rain, the bones are astonished as a mountain bird.

The world is like a trendy person like water, and I only sigh that a few people from the world have returned."

Zhong Shenxiu was wearing a Shura mask, wearing a white robe, spotless, carrying his hands on his back, reciting poems in his mouth, and he was standing on the gate of Xiaoyaomen.

"Who?"

The disciple of Xiaoyao Sect who was guarding the gate was shocked and asked in shock.

"I...Immortal Evil Emperor!"

Zhong Shenxiu's voice was slow, but it was extremely penetrating and continued to spread into the mountain gate.

"Take the thirteen-scattered hands of Xiaoyao and the other three, and I will spare you all the time, otherwise I will not blame me for slapping the entire Xiaoyao Sect for blood!"

He made a strange laugh, and the mysterious roar of the demons was inadvertently emanating, bringing extreme fear.

The Evil Achievement of Nine Deaths is the highest secret book of the Evil King Sect, which contains a large number of essences of magical skills. At this time, Zhong Shenxiu was able to pick it up at will.

Many Xiaoyao disciples who were in seclusion and exercised their skills turned red, and they immediately vomited blood and became possessed by the devil.

The name "Immortal Evil Emperor" really has unparalleled deterrence and evil charm.

The disciple was bleeding from the ear and nose, screamed and helped each other, and fled into the door. While feeling the pressure of huge rocks in his heart, he shouted like a pig: "The Immortal Evil Emperor is coming, go and report to the sect leader!!!"

Zhong Shenxiu yawned, and gently stepped into Xiaoyao Gate.

Along the way, all the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect were crying and howling, running around in scattered ways, not even a single one came up to challenge him, which made him feel very bored.

Finally, Zhong Shenxiu came to Xiaoyao Hall step by step.

Hundreds of disciples gathered here. Although they seemed to be surrounded by Zhong Shenxiu, they looked like the one surrounded, with pale expressions and trembling legs.

Before the hall, a master had already walked out and was ready to go solemnly.

He looked old, with white hair and hunched figure, as if he hadn't had a few years of living.

Martial arts in this world do not practice the way of immortality, so after a hundred years, one's life will be near, and both qi and blood will be deficient, and a body of martial arts will be greatly reduced.

"I am the great elder of Xiaoyao Sect...Mo Xiaoyao! Cough cough... The Immortal Evil Emperor has arrived in person, I wonder what offense is there in my Xiaoyao Sect?"

Mo Xiaoyao took a step forward, his heart full of bitterness.

Even if the Evil King Sect bullies you, you still have to bow your head. This is the sadness of not having a grand master in charge!

"I have already said that I will hand over the secret book of Xiaoyao Thirteen Scattered Skills, and I will spare you all the time..."

Although there was a suspicion of punching Nanshan Nursing Home, Zhong Shenxiu still said the request again.

Anyway, he is the Immortal Evil Emperor, and his reputation is not good... it is not good either.

Even if the skin of the Immortal Evil Emperor was exposed and found out that he was Xun Liuyi, it would be nothing.

Anyway, no one can see through his real Zhong Shenxiu's feet.

"I really want a secret?"

Mo Xiaoyao was shocked, which was an indelible shame for all sects in the world.

Suddenly, a bloody disciple was overjoyed and shouted: "Devil, don't think you can succeed... I will even die..."

"Then you go and die!"

Before he could say the following words, Zhong Shenxiu waved his hand as if he drove away a fly. His hands became pitch black as ink, and a poisonous snake-like energy was shot out from the void.

The speaker was corroded by the black energy in a blink of an eye, and he was so dead that he was not left.

The disciples around who were originally excited became even more silent, staring at the wreckage of the disciple's body, and their hearts were filled with fear.

"Do you think I'm easy to talk to?"

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the old master.

"Dark Demon Hand?!"

Looking at this terrible scene, the old master turned his head and tears fell: "The Evil King Sect is too bullying, aren't you afraid of the court? You must know that the Five Poison Sect has been wiped out, and the Demons of the Jianghu..."

Zhong Shenxiu laughed and was extremely arrogant: "A mere Five Poisons Sect dares to compete with my Evil King Sect? This time, my Evil King Sect is going to overthrow the world and put all the imperial sects under your palms! Now, I will ask you the last question, are you going to share with me?"

When the old master looked at him, he suddenly felt like he fell into an ice cellar. Even the skills he had originally planned to gather desperately disappeared without a trace, and his face was ashamed.

...

A moment later, Zhong Shenxiu walked out of Xiaoyaomen Mountain Gate.

The secret book of Xiaoyao Thirteen Slaves was already lying in his arms.

Only young people are prone to getting angry. Mo Xiaoyao is a man of aging and knows how to weigh the pros and cons and the preciousness of life.

For disciples and sects in the sect, a mere secret book is nothing.

After Zhong Shenxiu took the secret book, he even claimed that he would study the exercises carefully after he went back and found someone to practice them. If he found something wrong, he would destroy the entire Xiaoyao Sect in his mind.

This gate can run away, monks can't run away from the temple, so they probably dare not cheat the secrets they gave.

While walking, Zhong Shenxiu read the secret books casually and compared the martial arts and magical powers recorded above with himself, showing a thoughtful look.

Over the past month, he has been in the world.

What are the Five Lakes Sects, Jiangshan Sects, Dahe Gangs, Xiaoyao Sects, Jiutian Palaces...

All the martial arts sects that have no grandmasters in charge but have the inheritance of the grandmasters were selected by the Immortal Evil Emperor.

Because I used a lot of methods, it was quite smooth. I got a lot of martial arts secrets and was very efficient.

However, I didn't see the second magical secret book worthy of him.

‘These great masters’ magical skills seem to be OK, but their martial arts are weak and they have no value to bring back…’

Zhong Shenxiu sighed secretly.

In his main world, at least three martial arts magical powers are needed. It is best to choose the best ones. You must practice them in this world first to avoid conflicts in magical powers, interference with each other, etc.

At this moment, I felt bored. Even though these masters of small and medium-sized sects had some understanding, there was nothing that could make his eyes shine.

In short, it is far less amazing than seeing the evil skill of returning to the Nine Deaths.

‘It seems that the level of the Four Great Wonderful Books is still needed…’

He thought to himself that since the Five Poisons Sect destroyed the religion, the "Alien Man Picture" has still disappeared.

"The Secret of the Heavenly Silkworm" is said to have been circulating in the Demon Sect, but only the Immortal Evil Emperor has seen it. With this person's death, it was probably lost.

‘The ones that really benefit me are probably the "Writeless Heavenly Stele" and the "Stone Buddha Sutra"!’

‘The court cannot make up for the time being, do you have to go to find the holy monk of Shifo Temple?’

When he saw the white-browed holy monk that day, he immediately came to Zhong Shenxiu's heart, and he felt that this monk was still quite capable.

In fact, the martial arts of the Immortal Evil Emperor are not that simple. It is just that he is restrained by his martial arts magical powers, so he will be defeated so ugly.
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