Chapter 51 Bad News

Jiang Hanye is as fast as a meteor flying arrow. Although Ji Shangxuan has not further taught him any martial arts in the past two years, his foundation is not weak, so he acts quite fast.

With a relieved look, he saw that the oncoming Jiang Hanye was like a tiger down the mountain, mixed with a faint black fog on his body, which made him very surprised, surprised, and a little afraid.

"back!" Shi Ran drank softly, and the wooden stick seemed to have long ears. He turned around and flew back to his master and shot straight into Jiang Hanye's back, as if he wanted to pierce his body and then return to Shiran's hands.

Although the stage is not too big, it is not small. Jiang Hanye heard the cry from behind him when he was running, and he knew that the stick was flying.

"This wooden stick is afraid of blood..." Jiang Hanye thought to himself, "I might as well..."

As he ran and wiped the Zhantian sword on his finger, a blood stain suddenly appeared, and several blood beads fell on the sword. Jiang Hanye listened carefully to the sound behind him and estimated that the stick was about to arrive, so he suddenly turned around and hit the Zhantian sword on the stick. With a bang, the Zhantian Sword collided with the wooden stick again. Jiang Hanye rushed backwards from this impact force. Seven or eight feet away from Shi Ran, suddenly tipped to the ground, and a harate turned over from the top of his head to his back.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. When the wooden stick touched the sword, the light around it suddenly disappeared and fell on the platform like a withered branch. After rolling a few laps, it lay there quietly.

He frowned tightly. However, at the moment when the wooden stick fell, Jiang Hanye stood behind him, and a chill came straight ahead. He hurriedly jumped forward and picked up the wooden stick with one hand. At this time, there was no aura in the wooden stick, and the blessing attachment method had been broken by the blood light.

It turns out that this Xumi Mountain is a sacred place of Buddhism. Most of the skills practiced by the monks in the temple are Buddhism. The so-called Buddhism is boundless and attracts people to be good. Since it is Buddhism, the things used by many disciples when practicing are the most taboo. Jiang Hanye peeped through this point, so he could restrain the wooden staff.

Shiran only felt that Jiang Hanye's whole body emitted a piercing chill. Looking at his whole body, he didn't know when he sacrificed the frost and cold barrier again. This time, the number of ice shields was much higher than before, and Jiang Hanye's whole body looked like a person wrapped in ice.

"What's going on? I just broke his protective ice shield with a stick. According to my offensive, his true spirit should be damaged. Why do I think he is getting more and more brave?" He was puzzled, but at this time, Jiang Hanye did not give him time and opportunity to think.

Jiang Hanye set up a frost and cold barrier while landing behind him. At this time, he only felt that in the sea of air in his body, the surging true qi seemed to spread and filled his limbs sharply. At that moment, he had a feeling that blood seemed to burst the blood vessels. At the same time, he felt that near the sea of Qi, near the navel, there seemed to be another cave similar to the sea of Qi, and this acupuncture point was connected with the sea of Qi. Zhenqi kept swimming in these two acupuncture points, which made him suddenly feel full of strength.

"Strange, what's going on?" Jiang Hanye was secretly puzzled, but the Zhantian sword in his hand was not idle. The black light was looming and seemed to merge with the sword body. It was not clear whether the sword was in the black light or the black light was in the sword.

"Twilight rain!" Jiang Hanye used this move again.

This move was temporarily changed by Jiang Hanye's move from the sad rain swordsmanship. The swordsmanship was originally from the top left to the right and passed all the way. Now Jiang Hanye has changed his moves to the opposite symmetrical direction. This should be difficult and difficult for people like Xiaoyu who are familiar with this swordsmanship. Jiang Hanye is just better at this point: although he keeps the formula and moves in mind, he does not have many opportunities to practice in the field, so he can adapt to his inner thoughts and use the moves in the opposite direction.

Shiran once again felt the black rain, and the black and white in front of his eyes, and the tip of the sword had arrived in front of his monk's robe. If the monk's robe had not been supported by magic power, the shirt would have been cut by sword spirit at this moment. Even so, I still feel a huge sense of oppression on my skin.

"Why did his true spirit suddenly become so powerful? What on earth is he from?" He frowned, and at this moment, Jiang Hanye suddenly slapped him on the chest.

Win or lose? In fact, this is not important for Jiang Hanye. At this moment, he didn't even understand the meaning of this competition. His eyes couldn't help staring at Wanjiantai, where the master was sitting in the middle and looking down, looking happy, as if nothing had happened to him.

At the moment when Jiang Hanye was stunned, he seized the opportunity, suddenly closed his abdomen and bowed his back, bent his whole body into a bow, took a true qi with both hands, and shot the true qi at Jiang Hanye like an arrow.

With a bang, the real gas shot on the ice shield, but it rebounded back and hit Xie Ran's left shoulder accurately. He was like a remnant leaf in the wind, drifting obliquely backwards and fell down under the stands with a plop. He was actually injured in his own hand.

After a moment of silence, bursts of sound suddenly broke out, with cheers, sighs, accidents and laughter.

Jiang Hanye stood on the stage in a dazment. It was not until the moment the gong was struck that he shook his senses and knew that he had won.

"Wanjian Villa wins on a cold night!" The voice was so loud that Jiang Hanye actually had a little more pride and joy in his heart.

"Good night!" Jiang Hanye heard Xiaoyu's joyous voice from under the stage, so he hurriedly looked down.

At this time, suddenly a Xuanguang flew from outside the Wanjiantai martial arts arena and rushed to the Wanjiantai. It turned out to be Ji Kuotian.

"Ji Kuotian, see the owner!" Although his generation is higher than Ji Shangxuan, Ji Kuotian has always been polite in front of Ji Shangxuan, but at this time, Ji Kuotian was a little more panicked in front of Ji Shangxuan.

"Deacon, what's wrong?" Ji Shangxuan asked hurriedly, "You have never been so panicked."

"Lord..." Ji Kuotian's face was difficult. His eyebrows drooped, and it was obvious that there were also Master Wuding and Bai Yucicada beside him.

"White Master, why don't you and I avoid it for a while?" Master Wudian was the first to react, so he said to Bai Yucicada.

Bai Yuchan nodded and was about to speak, but Ji Shangxuan waved his hand with a smile: "We are all in the same way. Why are you afraid of it? It's okay. If you have something to say, the deacon, just say it directly.

Since Ji Shangxuan said so, Ji Kuotian couldn't hide anything anymore. He said for a pause and said, "I found a mummified corpse in the back house."

"What?" Hearing this, Ji Shangxuan stood up urgently, "This matter is not small. Is it true?"

Bai Yucicada also has a flin expression. After all, this is Wanjian Villa, and the back house is the place where the landlord and a few inner disciples live. If something happens here, it must not be small. Master Wu Dian frowned, as if he was not surprised by this matter.

"I don't dare to say anything!" Ji Kuotian said.

"What about madam? "How are you, madam?" Ji Shangxuan asked first, "Where is the mummified body?"

Jiang Hanye stared at several people on the Wanjian stage. Because there was still some time before the next competition, Kuntai was not needed for the time being, so he was not driven down. Victory, but the fruit of victory is not so sweet. Jiang Hanye's eyebrows are a little tight, and he is not sure why he is worried about what happened.

Slowly walked to the stage, and Jiang Hanye jumped down. He is just an acquired three-level disciple and is not noticed. At this moment, the attraction of the people under the stage has been attracted by another two innate disciples.

There were bursts of shouts on the dry platform. The sand flew around the whole platform, and Jiang Hanye glanced at it from afar. It turned out that the two disciples of Baihua Valley and Xumi Mountain were competing.

Jiang Hanye didn't pay much attention to these. He just looked worriedly at the Wanjian platform, where the master and several others were secretly discussing something. It seemed that something big was happening in the villa.

"What the hell is going on?" Jiang Hanye muttered secretly in his heart. Somehow, a bad feeling enveloped his heart.

"Master Wudian, Bai Zhangmen, please let Rong Shangxuan retreat for a moment. If something like this happened in the villa, there must be people in the devil who took advantage of the chaos!" Ji Shangxuan arched his hand and said to the two.

Master Wuding frowned and said, "This matter is indeed not small. You must thoroughly investigate the origin. The poor monk is also... Forget it, Lord, go quickly. This place can be managed by the poor monk and the White Master."

Bai Yuchan also nodded and said coldly, "Although the three schools can do martial arts, the matter is even bigger. I agree with Master Wuding's view."

Ji Shangxuan arched his hand again, showing gratitude, hurriedly controlled the magic weapon and flew to the inner house, while Ji Kuotian followed closely.

Jiang Hanye watched the two leave, and his heart was even more puzzled.

"Anyway, I only have this test today. Why don't we go and see what happened..." Jiang Hanye looked at the direction of the two people flying away, and it was vaguely recognized as the inner house. He was shocked and hurriedly ran away.

Jiang Hanye almost ran all the way to the inner house. From afar, he saw four disciples standing at the door of the inner house. These disciples were all innate and were assigned by the master to help the deacon take care of the affairs of the villa.

"Why are the people here?" Jiang Hanye frowned, and he suddenly thought of his master. I don't know how she is now?

"Hight!" When Jiang Hanye walked to the door, he was stopped by a disciple of Wanjitang, "Where are you going?"

"This brother, I'm Jiang Hanye, a disciple of the villa. Now I'm going back to my room. I don't know how many brothers are doing here?" Jiang Hanye pretended to have nothing to ask.

The four people looked at each other, and one of them looked at Jiang Hanye and said, "Brother Jiang, although you live here, no one can enter without the order of the master and the deacon now. Something happened in it, and I think everyone will know it for a while."

Hearing this, Jiang Hanye was even more anxious. He looked inside and faintly saw the figures of his second brother Ji Yuan and his eldest brother Song Qingyun. They were standing in the yard as if they were discussing something.

Song Qingyun is a person with a proud personality. In addition to talking to his master and mother, Jiang Hanye rarely sees him communicating with others. Ji Yuan, the second brother, is also the most unsighted person to see Song Qingyun's character, so the two of them never talk to each other. What's going on today?

"Where's the fourth brother?" Jiang Hanye suddenly thought of a question. If only Ji Feng was here at this time, at least he would tell himself what had happened.

"Brother Jiang, I think you'd better go somewhere else and wait first. I'm afraid you will be seen by the master and the deacon here, and you will blame us." Isn't that brother?

The status of disciples entering the room is relatively high in Wanjian Villa, so even if these people are seniors, they are polite and dare not slack off when talking to Jiang Hanye.

Hearing this, Jiang Hanye held his fist and said, "Thank you so much for your efforts!" He turned around and walked out step by step, hoping to hear Ji Feng call him before leaving, but the inner house wall disappeared into sight, and Ji Feng did not appear.

"It's strange that the fourth brother didn't participate in the martial arts competition, so he should practice here. Why don't he see others?" Jiang Han thought to himself at night and unconsciously walked to the top of the leisurely valley.

After coming here, Jiang Hanye suddenly remembered Xiaobai. Should he still be with that girl? I don't know if this naughty egg has caused any trouble.

Throughout the afternoon, Jiang Hanye was struggling with such a worried mood. Most of his mind was in the inner house. Finally, at dinner time, Jiang Hanye hurried to the canteen, because he and the girl had made an appointment to meet in the canteen.

The canteen was Crowd with people and the food was fragrant, but Jiang Hanye did not feel hungry. He just anxiously looked for the girl's figure in the crowd.

"Why, are you in such a hurry to get it back?" A man appeared beside him and said coldly to Jiang Hanye.

"Ah, so it's you, Xiaobai?" Jiang Hanye was shocked and asked quickly.

"Here." As soon as the girl pointed to her feet, the little white rushed to Jiang Hanye with joy.

Jiang Hanye bent down and picked up Xiao Bai. It seemed that he had not seen it all afternoon, and it became heavier.

"Thank you for taking care of it." Jiang Hanye nodded.

"..." The girl looked coldly at Jiang Hanye and left without saying a word. Not far away, her sisters were waiting for her.

Jiang Hanye ate a few mouthfuls of rice randomly, and then sat in the canteen thinking blankly. Suddenly, there was a loud drum outside, and Jiang Hanye didn't know whether he knew it well.

This drum is set in Wanji Hall and is used to gather disciples under the door. Jiang Hanye has never heard it ring on the mountain in the past few years. It seems that there will be a big event today.

After hearing the sound of drums, all the villa disciples who ate in the canteen looked cold. They put down their bowls and chopsticks and hurried out to Wanji Hall, and Jiang Hanye was naturally caught in it.

The hall of Wanjitang stands majesticly in the night, and the lights are bright. After entering the Wanjitang compound, the disciples consciously lined up and stood there quietly waiting for the news.

The door was originally closed, but when everyone arrived, the heavy wooden door slowly opened, and several people came out, including Xumi Mountain and Baihua Valley. Ji Shangxuan took the lead in walking in the middle. After leaving the hall, he stared at the disciples standing in the square in front of the hall. There were tens of thousands of disciples here!

"I Wanjian Villa is famous in the Central Plains, and I have taken it as my responsibility to eliminate demons and kill demons since ancient times!" Ji Shangxuan said in an awe-inspiring voice, "For thousands of years, the disciples of the villa have gone to follow up, and I don't know how many of them have died in the hands of demons. Today, another disciple died. After investigation, he is a disciple who entered the room, Ji Feng!"

As soon as this statement was made, everyone immediately talked about it. Martial arts practice, first look at talent, second look at hard work and third look at time. Ji Feng has been in the beginning for a long time. Although his talent is ordinary, his cultivation is not low, which is greatly related to his efforts and cultivation time.

In the world, there are countless warriors in the acquired realm, and the innate realm is rare. Ordinary people will stagnate when they cultivate to the three levels of realm. This is not that they do not want to continue, but that it is very difficult to break the bottleneck between acquired and congenital. There are about 1,000 in the world's innate martial arts, and three factions account for a lot. Then Ji Feng is already a congenital two-layer realm. Now that he is dead, what kind of profound cultivation will the person who killed him have?

Everyone's hearts were shrouded in a lot of panic, and this Wanjian Villa was actually mixed with people in the profound magic path!

Jiang Hanye couldn't believe his ears at first. At this time, he still held the Zhantian Sword in his hand, which was given to him by his fourth brother in the morning. He held the sword tightly and only felt a faintness in front of him, and a sharp pain in his heart: "Impossible, this is impossible!" Jiang Hanye muttered to himself.

"Ji Feng died in the inner house, his body has been dried, and his internal cultivation has been sucked away. The two supremes of Xumi Mountain and Baihua Valley and I believe that this is the work of the devil." Ji Shangxuan said sadly, "The scene was tragic. It can be seen that Ji Feng had fiercely resisted before his death... I hope that the disciples of the family will not act alone in the recent period until the successful capture of demons!"

"The devil is very likely to be hidden among you. I hope everyone should pay attention to the people around him. If there is a little doubt, he can report to the deacon. At the same time, I hope that everyone will practice diligently and the devil is ready to move. We must be ready to fight against him at any time!" Ji Shangxuan said again.

The whole square was quiet, and everyone listened to Master's words, but this did not include Jiang Hanye.

"Fourth brother, what on earth happened to you?" Jiang Hanye thought sadly in his heart.