Chapter 15 Inside the Eagle Tower

The tallest building of Wuwangzong, the Yingxiang Tower is like a towering mountain, standing quietly on the far left side of the Wuwang Palace.

The tower of Eagle Tower is 30 meters high and unique. The top of the tower is a flying eagle statue. The statue is five meters high, but it is 100 meters long. On the ground, it is a not small house.

Within a radius of 100 meters, Yingxiang Tower is a forbidden area. Without the suzerain token, even the disciples of the Wuwang Sect cannot enter it.

The old Master Wu Wang stepped into the restricted area of the Yingxiang Tower. The red tall iron door opened silently, and Wu let him go.

There is no one in the square, but if you look carefully, you will find that the human shadows on the ground are blurred and chaotic in the moonlight, but there is no one on the ground.

The wind blew, and there was a sudden murderous frost in the square.

Wu Fang did not dare to take it lightly. He took out a red token from his arms, which was engraved with a ferocious white tiger.

As soon as the token came out, the wind suddenly dissipated, and the shaking shadow on the ground stopped.

Everything is back to normal.

The Eagle Tower Gate in the front also slowly opened at this time. When the iron door was pushed, it made a unique creak of the metal door.

Wu Fang took a deep breath and looked solemn. He straightened his clothes and strode into it.

Behind the gate is a deep stone ladder hovering up. Next to the stone ladder, there stands a big man with a height of two people. The big man is dressed in black, and his eyes are shining. He saw Wu Fang entering alone. He lowered his head and stretched out a pair of palms that were far larger than ordinary people. His palms were like small grinding discs. The big man held his fists. Chest, whispered, "I've seen the suzerain, and the founder is waiting for you on the roof."

Wu Fang nodded and walked up the stone ladder.

Looking back, the big man has integrated into the boundless darkness, and his eyesight is unreachable. As strong as Wufang Wuzun's initial ability, it is difficult to detect a trace of vitality.

The road of the stone ladder is long and deep.

As the leader of Wu Fang, his strength has already reached the level of Wu Zun's initial level, but he did not use a trace of strength, but climbed to the top level step by step in the most primitive way.

The top floor of the stairs is suddenly open.

In a red light, a young man with a white face sat cross-legged.

The young man, wearing a gray robe and bare feet, sat there like an old monk.

Wu Kuang did not dare to be a trace of neglect. He bowed deeply and said, "Wu Kuang, the 36th generation descendant of Wu Wangzong, visited the founder."

If an outsider sees this scene here, he will definitely be shocked. As one of the top ten schools of martial arts in the world today, the Wuwang Sect has a transcendent status. In the southern martial arts world, its reputation is second only to the leader of the super organization "Martial Arts Alliance". There are a few people who can make him bow down and look at the mainland. .

But he bent down to a young man.

The white-faced young man opened his eyes slightly, and the red light all over the sky integrated into his eyes like sticky water, but his pupils were as gentle as a pool of spring water.

"You're here. It's good."

The young man smiled, pointed to a stone bench in the house and motioned Wu Fang to sit down.

"What can I do for you?"

The young man stretched out and stood up weakly. When he stood up, a one-meter-square-old copper block in the corner of the room suddenly made a harsh friction sound, and then twisted and changed in a few breaths, turning into a ferocious lizard image, drilling into the back of the young man very quickly.

The young man sat down and stroked the head of the copper lizard for encouragement.

Wu Fang said respectfully: "Master, recently, there have been a series of life cases in the city. The victims of sixty-one murders are martial arts practitioners, including as many as forty martial soul realms, but most of these victims are some wandering warriors. Otherwise, it is difficult for me, Wu Wangzong, to deal with the aftermath."

The young man frowned and was a little puzzled.

Wu Fang added: "Teen years ago, the previous founder's 'fail' did not know the life and death. He was creating a new set of skills before he left. Now these 60 murders will..."

The young man waved his hand and said, "I haven't seen him. Although he is my family, I don't know him well. I can't feel his mental fluctuation. If you ask me about this, I don't know."

"I don't know if the creator may feel the mental fluctuation of the 'fame' master." Wu Fang asked again.

"My creator family has always made a living by creating martial arts skills. If it is said that 'mystery' is not dead, it is not impossible to create a new set of skills in the past 18 years, but my creator family has a legacy, and we can't be with each other, so I can't help it." The young man immediately vetoed it.

"Oh, that's my abrupt." Wu Fang sighed.

The young man took a look at him and suddenly smiled and said, "Master Wu doesn't need to be so troubled. Before he came, the patriarch also told me that among the top ten sects in the world today, you are the closest to your 'Wuwang Sect' and my 'Blood Haunt' family. Most of the founders in the other nine sects are not my 'Blood" family. Therefore, the patriarch also said that if you really have something difficult, you can use the method of 'dreaming' for you and analyze your doubts for you.

Wu Fang was overjoyed and bowed again.

The young man smiled and motioned him to avoid etiquette. "My founder family is born without force, only spiritual power. It is difficult to hurt people and kill enemies. He can only do some ghost things. In addition to creating martial arts, I have not finished today's martial arts modification. Master Wu, please wait for a moment and wait for me to 'refining people' martial arts skills. After the repair, cast the spell for the suzerain.

Wu Fang immediately gave way.

The young man snapped his fingers, and the left and right sides of the whole room suddenly shook. It was the statue eagle spreading its wings. After shaking, the slates on both sides of the ground suddenly turned up, and the falling slates were tied with rows of blue-faced men.

The young man swept over a group of men, and finally fell on a tall man with only one purpose. He muttered to himself, "Mu Qinglian, the peak of the martial arts master, forty-eight years old, full of qi and blood, good at wood skills, okay, let's use him today."

He flicked his finger on the copper lizard of **, and a stream of fine light shot out of the lizard's mouth. The iron rope tied to Mu Qinglian suddenly broke open. The young man flicked his finger again, and a red light shot into Mu Qinglian's forehead.

Mu Qinglian suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were empty, and he stood up like a puppet.

At this time, the young man closed his eyes and began to move his hands like wearing flowers.

And Mu Qinglian looks like a crazy qi machine all over his body. The wooden green light is vertical and horizontal, and his limbs move up and down, as if he is practicing a technique.

When Wu Fang, who stood aside, stared and watched, he found that the technique practiced by Mu Qinglian was the "Eagle Strike", one of his eight martial arts techniques.

The eight techniques of the martial arts are based on lions and tigers. They are the chaotic skills and mysterious skills of the earth characters. Secondly, the bear and wolf are the chaotic skills and mysterious skills of the Japanese characters, while the leopard and the eagle are the chaotic skills and mysterious skills of the moon characters.

At this moment, what Mu Qing is practicing is the mysterious skill "Eagle Strike" of the moon character, but the details are very different.

In the hands of young people in the distance, there seems to be an invisible string, pulling Mu Qinglian's every move.

After a while, as the young man's fingers moved faster and faster, the speed of Muqing's practice became more and more crazy, and the green light all over his body became more and more intense. Finally, it burst and opened, and a huge image of a light snake appeared above his head, and the martial arts skills in his hand also changed unexpectedly, and his palms were flying. There is a faint image of a winged eagle.

But at this moment, the young man's gesture suddenly stopped, and it was this time that Mu Qing was out of control. His eyes unexpectedly regained his clarity at this moment, roared, and rushed to the young man.

The winged eagle has been formed, and the woody light is vertical and horizontal, stirring the cyclone in the house.

Wu was shocked. He was about to save him. Suddenly, the copper lizard under the young man spit out an iron net, preventing Mu Qing from practicing for a moment. At this time, a tall and burly figure appeared silently in front of Mu Qinglian.

It was the giant who first opened the door for Wufang under the stone ladder.

The giant man's body moved, and his whole body rose like a bear, with golden light on his palm, which suddenly tore through Mu Qinglian's attack and pierced his chest with one palm.

Mu Qinglian roared and immediately died.

Then the giant pulled out his arm and carried the body on his shoulder.

"Bear, well done." Wu Fang nodded to the giant man to show his approval.

The giant man smiled and carried the body and disappeared between the stone ladders.

"Shh, the patriarch gave me an order just now, which delayed for a moment. Unfortunately, I have a detailed idea of modifying the 'Eagle Strike'. It could have been successfully modified today, and the power is up to another level." The young man's face is pale and his spirit seems to be a little depressed.

Wu Fang quickly said, "Don't get in the way, the founder's health is important."

The young man smiled and said, "It's okay. The spiritual power of my founder is like the power of martial arts. It will regenerate when it is exhausted. The more you practice, the stronger it is. The more martial arts are created, the more powerful it is, and the more powerful our spiritual power will be. Let's not mention these. There are still some left today to do it for the suzerain to solve the doubts. . "

Wu Fang hurriedly thanked him.

"Please relax, suzerain. If you are vigilant, I can't do it for you. You must dissipate the power of qi and blood and relax completely."

While the young man spoke, he flicked his fingers, and a red deep light immediately sank into Wu Fang's forehead. Wu Fang let go of the power of qi and blood, and his whole body was relaxed. He only felt a cold feeling into his brain. Then there was a bang in his mind and came to a strange place. So.

Red palace, huge beast statue, red wall.

Everything is so familiar, but with a trace of strangeness.

There was a man standing in the middle of the palace, with his hands behind his back, dressed in a silver robe. Wu Fang couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but he felt very familiar.

Behind the middle-aged man, there stood a young man on his knees. The young man had tears on his face and held a baby in his arms. The baby was born with a vision. It turned out to be red and dark, but Wu Fang knew that it was a sign of impure blood.

The young man was in pain and seemed to be begging, while the middle-aged man stood back and was unmoved

Finally, the angry young man raised his palm and killed himself, and his blood splashed all over the ground.

The middle-aged man was furious. He waved his long sleeves and motioned his servants to drag the body out, and the baby also left the hall with the body.

It was not until this time that the middle-aged man turned around, with white temples and a firm face.

That face is actually the same as Wu Fang's, but it looks a little young.

Wu Fang was suddenly shocked, and at this time, there was a loud noise in his mind, and the picture was fragmented and returned to reality.

Wu Fang's face was stunned and his eyebrows were speechless.

There is only one sentence in my heart.

"It's been 18 years, 18 years. Is that evil barrier still alive?"

The young man in white robe beside him seemed to be extremely tired. He said to Wu Fang, "Ask the soul divination is originally a path, but the scene in the dream must be greatly related to your current predicament. Follow the clues in the dream and you will definitely be able to break the current dilemma."

Wu Fang immediately bowed and agreed. He turned around and was ready to leave, but he heard the young man say, "Just now, the patriarch sent an order for you to find a person's whereabouts for my family."

Wu Fang turned around: "Who? But please ask the creator to order.

"A small city in the East China Sea, a teenager in the Wu family is only 15 years old now. Later, I will draw a portrait and give it to the suzerain."

"Within a month, there must be a reply."

Wu Fang bowed and agreed.