Chapter 34: The Great Struggle

Silently walked out of the Ziqian Peak where Zhou Qianshan was located, with a dull expression, returning to the true transmission area stubbornly.
The true biography disciple who was concerned about the silence saw him return safely and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that Zhou Qianshan still cared about their identity and did not dare to mess with them.
At the same time, they couldn't help but admire the silent quickness secretly, if it weren't for the silence abruptly shouting out, attracting their attention, and even attracting the attention of countless elders.
I'm afraid he is dead, he really just died.
"Haha, I guess that old thing's face must be the same as eating a dead fly, right? That kind of expression that wants to kill but dare not kill, wants to say but can't say anything, I think about it."
"From today, I recognize you as a junior, whoever dares to oppose you in the future is to be my enemy!"
Wu Din came up with a sturdy back, hooked his shoulders with Shen Mo, winked his eyebrows, and smiled evilly.
Suddenly, Wu Ding's face became stiff, and then it became extremely gloomy, and his anger came out of his eyes that could not be concealed.
That old thing really doesn't have any face anymore!
"Are you busy?" Silently looked at Wu Din, his eyes dull, and the words were full of strange charm.
Wu Chen looked at the silence, his expression was complicated, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but was silent.
Finally, he patted the silent shoulder, and only sighed: "Fine, that's it, it would be great to save your life..."
He turned and left, knowing that another fellow student had been poisoned by Zhou Qianshan.
At this moment, Wu Ding quickly turned around and looked at him, with a hint of shocked joy flashing deep in his eyes, because there was another word in his mind.
"Brother Six, is my sword ready for you?"
"Come with me, I have something I want to tell you..." Wu Xing's expression turned very sad for a moment, and he led the silence to the Purple Fire Peak, as if he was somewhat distracted.
On Ziqianfeng, Zhou Qianshan, who was watching here, darkened, killing a ray of murderous intent in his eyes: "Wu Chen, are you really tired and crooked?"
But he still pressed the killing intent after all. The other elders in Ziyun Mansion were not blind, and were already very dissatisfied with what he had done over the years, and he dared not say anything because of his status.
Silence was just a true disciple who suddenly became wealthy, and it was of little benefit to the Zongmen. To be precise, the value of silence to the Zongmen was not as important as Zhou Qianshan.
That's why Lu Shandao and his ilk just opened one eye and closed one eye to acquiesce in what he did, but Wu Gan was different. He had refined his life treasure in the Xuanyuan realm. Such a disciple has unlimited potential!
Don't say him, even if the elder Taishang, who has long since evaded the world, wants to take action against the future pillars of the sect, Lu Shandao will not agree!
"That kid has been hooked by me. Do you think that with your patience, it would break my method? Overwhelming!"
Zhou Qianshan sneered, and found that after Wu Jie had closed the Zihuofeng Peak Guarding Formation, he withdrew his perception and stopped responding.
Inside the Purple Fire Peak, the nine-foot-tall Wu Gan almost jumped up in excitement, and turned around in silence a few times, exclaiming: "Besides me, there has never been a disciple who can escape from that old thing. , Little Junior Brother, Little Junior Brother, the surprises you gave are really one after another."
Silent eyes flashed, and the sluggish eyeballs gradually deepened. He was a little helpless when he heard the words, and asked: "Dare to ask brother, why the old thing is so directed at me?"
Wu Xing looked at the silence deeply, and said, "Little Junior Brother, I have heard that you will also pass on the secret Wu Ji sword technique from Zhou Qianshan?"
Nodded silently, and said: "Yes, I got it from Shen Mie's mouth, but this is only a low-rank martial art of the profound level. With Zhou Qianshan's status, it should not be so narrow that even the martial art of the profound level cannot be spread out. Right?"
In fact, after Wu Cain said that sentence, his silent heart sank, and he faintly guessed something, but he still had reservations. Everyone has their own secrets. It is impossible for Wu Cain to spread his experience in refining life treasures. Going out, silence will not tell him the mystery of Promise Sword Technique.
"That's it."
Wu Jinda sighed and said solemnly: "It's true that you are not the first true disciple targeted by Zhou Qianshan. The fifth and the eighth also suffered from Zhou Qianshan's torture, but they are after all Zhou Qianshan's disciples, so Zhou Qianshan They didn't take their lives, only something was taken from them."
"I don't know exactly what they took away, I only know that after they cultivated the Promise Sword Technique to the level of proficiency in the fire, they never used this martial skill again!"
Wu Chen took a deep look at the silence, there are some things he can't say, and it's very interesting to mention it here. If he goes on, even if his status is high and his talent is amazing, he is afraid that he will not escape!
"That old man also tempted me to worship him as a teacher and learn his swordsmanship, but I was not interested in swordsmanship, so I refused."
"I guess... it's just a guess, his path to break through the law realm should be related to the Promise Sword Technique!"
"If you learn the Promise Sword Technique, he will definitely not let you go. There will be one and two, two and three... When his life is at the end, he will act more unscrupulously. Either you die or he perishes!"
"This is a great battle, and even a lifespan battle, it is inevitable!"
Wu Cain suddenly threw a three-foot long sword. It was the Huang Pin Sword that he had silently handed over to him for refining. The moment the Huang Pin Sword started his hands, the information appeared in his mind, and it changed from the level of Huang Pin Sword 1+. It became 2+.
Obviously, Wu Jinhui also invested a lot of treasures in order to rework this sword.
"If I were you, I would leave immediately, walk a long way, and wait for Zhou Qianshan's death, then come back..."
The moment he walked out of Zihuofeng in silence, he turned into a look of dementia again, and walked towards his Ziluofeng with a heavy heart.
In fact, Wu Cain would leave without saying.
On the one hand, almost all of his accumulated heritage has been transformed into strength, and it does not make much sense to continue practicing hard. On the other hand, when the Ten Thousand Demon Sect was born, this is an excellent time for cultivation. Ten thousand ways to steal the system are only needed in troubled times. Play the biggest role; in the past three years, Zhou Qianshan's cultivation base of the tenth heavenly mastering stage has always been a shadow that lingers on his heart.
"It's time to go back...Eastern Star City? I haven't seen my parents in this life..."
Silent raised his head and looked up at the moon. For some reason, he was even more homesick at this moment. Although he was born again, the fetters hidden in the bloodline could not be let go.
On Ziqian Peak, Zhou Qianshan was fishing with his eyes closed. The black robe in the darkness suddenly disappeared. He suddenly opened his eyes and couldn't help being furious.
"How dare the ants deceive me? How courageous!"
The fishing rod in his hand shattered every inch, and he stood up for the first time after sitting withered for decades to feed his life.