Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

This is because those who practice the incomplete version will be suppressed by those who practice the authentic version."

Jiang Weichen thought to himself that he had no good intentions. Fortunately, he did not practice, but chose to learn from the concept and integrate it.

However, Jiang Weichen was still somewhat puzzled and asked, "Li Qiushui left behind martial arts specifically to allow those who learned them to kill all the Xiaoyao Sect disciples. Then why did she also leave behind the Beiming Divine Art, which is countered by the original version?"

After hearing Jiang Weichen's words, Ding Chunqiu felt joy, nostalgia, and then sadness.

"Master's wife hates that old man, so she wants to kill all his descendants.

But in the end, I still couldn't let go of that old thing, so I didn't teach me the complete version of the Beiming Divine Art.

In Master's wife's heart, I am still not as good as that old guy."

Jiang Weichen understood from Ding Chunqiu's sigh that Li Qiushui might have been too angry and joined forces with Wuyazi to push him off the cliff.

But perhaps he had regrets and actually didn't want Wuyazi to die.

These may be the reasons why Ding Chunqiu was not taught the complete Beiming Divine Art.

Addicted to love, it is difficult to get out of it. There are too many love-brained people in this world. Fortunately, Jiang Weichen is devoted to martial arts.

Ding Chunqiu sighed and shouted angrily, "Tell me where Wuyazi is?"

Jiang Weichen thought about how he had promised Wuyazi to help him clean up the mess, and he had deliberately lured Ding Chunqiu here, not caring at all whether he was his opponent now.

Jiang Weichen was angry, but then he smiled and said, "I won't tell you, but your granddaughter knows. You can go ask her."

I wonder how Wuyazi would feel if he knew that his whereabouts were revealed by his granddaughter?

When Ding Chunqiu heard Jiang Weichen's words, he was stunned. He didn't even have a daughter, so how could he have a granddaughter?

But he immediately remembered that Li Qingluo had once called him "Daddy". Was she the little girl he had met a few years ago?

"Boy, I want you to tell me that you are that old man's disciple. If you don't join me in killing that old man, do you think I will let you live?"

Jiang Weichen stood up, looked at Ding Chunqiu, and said, "If I want to say it, I will say it. If I don't want to say it, then no one can force me to say it."

Let him kill Wuyazi? Wuyazi at least solved his doubts.

His current actions only consumed the kindness he showed me, but it wasn't to the point where I had to kill him.

Besides, Wuyazi is just disabled in his movements. He has the skills of a half-step grandmaster. How can he be killed with his current strength?

Ding Chunqiu smiled and said, "That's right, this is the Jiang Weichen I investigated."

Jiang Weichen noticed something was wrong, and then he rolled up his true energy, and the poisonous gas that entered his body was immediately dissolved.

Jiang Weichen is now immune to all poisons. A few days ago, he discovered that the true energy obtained from practicing the Ice Silkworm Cold Poison can restrain other poisons.

He has experimented with various single toxins or mixed toxins, and they can be dissolved instantly by simply mobilizing his true Qi.

It seems that any poison lower than the Ice Silkworm Cold Poison has no effect on him.

But the ice silkworm is already an alien species in the world. Apart from the toxins of the alien species such as the Mangku Zhuha, there are few toxins in the world that can work on it.

This Ding Chunqiu is stronger than himself, yet he secretly poisoned him.

Jiang Weichen looked at Ding Chunqiu and said sarcastically, "Ding Chunqiu, don't use poison on me. Your tricks won't work on me."

Chapter 227: Harming the Murong Family Again

Ding Chunqiu's originally confident expression stiffened slightly, and the fan in his hand paused slightly.

"I really have something. Even the old immortal's Three Smiles Free and Easy Powder didn't work on me. But poison is only part of my strength."

After saying that, Ding Chunqiu swung his goose feather fan fiercely, and a fierce force came towards Jiang Weichen.

Jiang Weichen's Immortal-Slaying Sword was unsheathed in an instant, and an extremely cold sword energy was instantly slashed out.

The true qi transformed from the ice silkworm is naturally cold in nature. After circulating in the yin meridians, the cold air is immediately stimulated.

After the sword spirit was condensed, a crescent-shaped sword energy slashed out in an instant.

The cold air around it was affected by the extremely cold sword energy and instantly condensed into mist, then turned into raindrops, and then solidified into ice crystals.

The ice crystals fell and hit the tiles, making a tinkling sound.

Ding Chunqiu's expression suddenly froze as he watched the force he had exerted being split apart by the sword energy. The sword energy weakened slightly, but was still coming towards him.

I just made a tentative move and you used your ultimate move on me?

Shouldn't we test the waters first? Is there any respect for martial ethics?

Ding Chunqiu complained in his heart, mobilized his true energy, then stretched out his hands like claws at high speed, and then tightly grasped the sword energy.

The condensed sword energy was immediately crushed, and Ding Chunqiu used another fan to disperse the left half of the sword energy.

He leaned to the right, avoiding the sword energy from his right companion, but a piece of his sleeve was still taken away.

Ding Chunqiu looked at his sleeves fluttering in the wind, and for the first time, a cautious look appeared on his face.

Before going up the mountain, he heard that Jiang Weichen could use his sword to emit sword energy, and he thought he was not very strong.

But now its power is comparable to the condensed qi of a grandmaster.

Jiang Weichen tried with a move, feeling solemn. This was not his full-strength attack, but Ding Chunqiu was able to crush the sword energy with his hands without getting hurt, so his realm was most likely that of a mid-stage Grandmaster.

Ding Chunqiu watched the sleeves of his robe flutter to the ground, then raised his right hand to look at the half-missing sleeve and asked doubtfully, "Have you reached the Grandmaster level?"

The true energy of the innate realm cannot be so condensed. The palm power exerted by the early stage of the Grandmaster is not as condensed as Jiang Weichen's sword energy.

Xuan Nan, who was in front of the crowd below, was also concentrating and listening attentively. If Jiang Weichen broke through to the Grandmaster level, he might not be able to defeat him today.

After all, if Jiang Weichen wanted to escape, no matter how many people followed him, many of them would not be able to catch up with him.

Fortunately, the old devil Ding Chunqiu also came to deal with Jiang Weichen.

Jiang Weichen shook his head and said, "No. Ding Chunqiu, I've already told you who knows Wuyazi's whereabouts. Do you still want to take action?"

Ding Chunqiu laughed and said, "I'm not in a hurry. Just hold on until you can get through the encirclement and killing of the people below. Hahahaha."

After saying that, Ding Chunqiu flew to the eaves next to him and prepared to lie down and watch the show.

Just now, with a tentative move, Jiang Weichen was quite strong and was not afraid of his poison. It would be better to let others consume his strength first. There was no need to be someone else's thug.

Jiang Weichen's expression darkened. He didn't want to retreat, and he didn't want to fight either. It was just a dog-skin plaster, not worth wasting his energy on.

Jiang Weichen then turned around and looked at the people below, wondering how many people he would need to kill to make them disperse.

There were too many people, and Ding Chunqiu was here. If they insisted on besieging him, he could only kill some of them and run away.

Ding Chunqiu stopped taking action, which disappointed many people below.

An old man in his sixties or seventies, wearing a green robe, immediately said, "Jiang Weichen, is my Qingcheng Sect's 'Nine Green Strikes' still working well for you?

My Qingcheng Sect leader came to retrieve our sect's secret manual, but you brutally murdered me. Today, you must give me an explanation."

As the words came out, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense.

Jiang Weichen looked at the people below, some with hatred, some with hostility, some with ridicule, and so on. The different faces of each person were vividly displayed at this moment.

Jiang Weichen laughed and said, "Qingzi Jiuba? A lowly hidden weapon. The leader of the Qingcheng Sect wants me to give up my martial arts, so he deserves to die."

When Jiang Weichen said this, the old man immediately became furious and shouted, "Devil, you've violated the martial arts world's taboo by stealing the martial arts secrets of various sects. And now you're still so confident?"

Jiang Weichen snorted coldly, "What a bunch of rubbish! They didn't even realize their sect's martial arts secrets were stolen by others.

I just found these secret books in a book cave. If it were you, would you not learn them?"

"Hmph, that's a high-sounding statement. If it were me, I wouldn't steal martial arts from other sects." said a middle-aged man with hair like a chicken coop.

Jiang Weichen looked at the man and replied with only two words: "Stupid."

The man's face immediately turned red with anger. Jiang Weichen glanced at Murong Fu. Did he want to deal with him too?

Jiang Weichen continued, "Speaking of martial arts secrets, the Murong family and Shi Shui Pavilion have quite a few collections over the past few hundred years.

There are gun techniques and military tactics for killing on the battlefield; there are the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, and there are many secret manuals of various schools and sects."

Murong Fu, who was standing in the front, was watching the show with great interest, but he didn't expect Jiang Weichen to suddenly mention him.

He saw that people around him were looking at him suspiciously, and some even started asking questions.

"Murong Fu, does your Murong family have the Five Tigers Gate-Breaking Sword from my Qin Family Village?"

"Murong Fu, do you also have the Yuxu Sword Technique of my Yuxu Sect?"

"Do you also have the Yang family spears of my Yang family?"

"..."

Murong Fu secretly resented this and could only force an explanation: "Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense. My Murong family has passed down martial arts from generation to generation. We have our own inheritance. Why should we covet the martial arts of other schools?"

When everyone heard this, they thought it made sense and turned around to continue staring at Jiang Weichen.

Jiang Weichen smiled and said, "Why is Murong Fu able to do what he has done to him?

That's because he's seen your martial arts and understands your power generation techniques, so he can easily bounce back your moves."

Murong Fu's face turned pale as he explained, "I'll give you a taste of your own medicine. That's the effect of my family's unique martial art, 'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi,' not what he said."

The people in the square were talking about it, half believing and half doubting. Xuan Nan saw that before he could deal with the main culprit, his own side was already in internal strife, so he suddenly shouted:

"Quietly, don't forget our purpose today. As for the Murong family's affairs, we can discuss them after this matter is over."

Xuan Nan used the Buddhist Lion's Roar technique to immediately quiet the scene.

Xuan Nan turned and looked up at Jiang Weichen, clasping his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Mr. Jiang, you have no way to escape today. Hand over your martial arts from various sects, then abandon your own martial arts and return to Shaolin with me to devote yourself to worshipping Buddha."

"Hahaha..." Jiang Weichen laughed, then said: "Escape? Why should I wait for you here? Isn't the purpose obvious?

You have mobilized such a large force to deal with me. How could I escape without killing hundreds of people?

If I don't make you afraid, won't you become even more arrogant in the future?"

"The devil is rampant."

"Donor, you are possessed by a demon."

"Demon Jiang, your death is not a pity."

"Master, he rejected your kindness, so there's no need to show mercy."

"Demon Jiang, return my son's life to me."

"........."