"Damn, this old Taoist priest is indeed a bit tricky... and he actually made him break through at a critical moment. In this way, if I want to take over the Wudang Sect, I will inevitably have a conflict with him. Not only will the character sets I created before be destroyed, but it may also be labeled as a magic Tao again, which is not conducive to the subsequent plan progress." Li Xingzhou already wanted to give up.

After all, entering Wudang is not the only way to whitewash.

At the invitation of Zhang Sanfeng, Li Xingzhou entered the Zhenwu Palace with a ulterior motive. The two sat opposite each other and drank tea. Under the statue of the Heavenly Lord, they discussed the mystery of the great master together.

Three hours later, Li Xingzhou bid farewell to Zhang Sanfeng and went to Dalin Temple.

Two more hours later, Li Xingzhou went to the head of the Beggars' Sect.

"There are many breakthroughs one after another. The martial arts forces that have the ability to carry, hide my Blood Demon Palace, and complete my third step plan have begun to appear. What's going on? Could it be that my talent is really not as good as these natives?"

"After all, I have ancient magical powers as a reference... but they rely entirely on their own breakthroughs, which is better than me...." Li Xingzhou was hit by a little autistic at this time.

"The Grandmaster can no longer seize the absolute leading position, so I will become the Supreme Grandmaster. With the head of ancient magical powers, I can find the direction of the Supreme Grandmaster."

"I don't believe it. When I become the supreme master, there are so many people outside who can compete with me, just as much as possible." Li Xingzhou felt cruel in his heart.

At this time, in the collapse of the Jutu Mountain, a large number of Jinyiwei and Dongchang men gathered nearby, and were suppressed by the palms left by Li Xingzhou, and did not dare to approach Liang Jiawei's buried place.

Amid the noise, a majestic middle-aged man wearing a python robe landed on the ground in the strong wind.

With a sneer, he waved his fist and the palm left by Li Xingzhou to welcome him.

Two powerful men of the Grandmaster level fought each other over time, and their fists and palms collided. The majestic middle-aged man took three steps back, and his face turned purple and red.

And the palm of your hand that Yu Li Xingzhou stayed at the foot of Jutuo Mountain completely dispersed.

"There is something underneath, send someone to dig it out." The majestic middle-aged man ordered the Jinyiwei and the Dongchang men.

"Yes! Prince!" Everyone said respectfully.

A large number of people were transferred to the warriors who had achieved success in their practice were no slower than those of excavators. Even because the manipulation was more flexible, the progress became faster.

Soon, heavy snow was dug up nearly a hundred meters deep.

A frozen man was lifted out from the depths of the snow.

"Report to the prince! The man has been dug up. It is a young man. The person in the household registration office is already checking his identity." A Jinyiwei said to the middle-aged man wearing a python robe.

The middle-aged man nodded, then flew directly and landed in front of the frozen Liang Jiawei.

He put his hands on Liang Jiawei's heart.

"I'm still alive... This kid has a great life and good skills. He's caught it all with one breath... If I come one day later, he's going to die." said the middle-aged man.

Then the energy in his hand changed, and a warm and scorching true energy instilled into Liang Jiawei.

The stiffness on Liang Jiawei's body began to slowly dissolve.

It’s just that the cold in the body is stagnant, but it still needs to be adjusted slowly.

"Sending him to the barracks for good life can be suppressed by a grand master like this. He may know something." said the middle-aged man.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Jinyiwei, who was responsible for checking his identity, rushing over and half-kneeling on the ground to report: "Report to the prince, the identity has been found out. His name is Liang Jiawei, and he is the apprentice of Liu Changren of Qiqiong's delegation."

"Qi Qiong Sect?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised, and seemed to have never heard of this sect.

The Jinyiwei said: "Prince! The Qiqiong Sect is a small mountain sect, with only these two people in one lineage. Whether it has a origin cannot be verified. However, Liu Changren... According to investigations, he has experience in practicing martial arts in the Wudang Martial Arts Hall, and he is barely considered a disciple of the Wudang outer sect."

The middle-aged man turned the jade ring on his hand, his eyes deep: "Wudang..."

Another hour later, Liang Jiawei finally woke up slowly after being poured into two bowls of ginseng soup.

He seemed to want to move his body, but found that his limbs were not in control at all.

The thick true energy that was originally circling in the dantian can no longer sense any of it, as if a pierced balloon had missed all its strength.

"Don't move, your body is still recovering, your limbs are seriously frostbite, your meridians are blocked, and you are unable to move for the time being. As for your true qi... I have been burying it under the snow-capped mountains for too long, and it is all up to you to catch it with your true qi, so that you will not die. However, because of this, your true qi is contaminated with too much yin and cold energy, and has become the culprit for your body's cold and severe injuries. So I pointed out the Dantian for you and released your true qi in order to make you live." The middle-aged man in a python robe sat on the chair next to him, holding a book in his hand, reading, and in a very plain tone, telling the situation Liang Jiawei was facing at this time.

Liang Jiawei looked at the dome of the tent with a bleak face, as if there were endless mysteries on the decorative patterns.

"Is this discouraged?"

"You are only eighteen years old... I don't know if there are any masters who are eighteen years old, and how many are there even longer. But now, it is rare."

"If the dantian is broken, you can still practice external skills and have many unique skills that can cure your injuries." The middle-aged man did not rush to ask questions, but enlightened and comforted Liang Jiawei.

However, Liang Jiawei closed his eyes, and did not seem to be planning to speak or answer any questions.

"If you don't say it... I can guess it too. You have been pursuing ancient magic powers. Your master Liu Changren is right to take action against you in order to gain the benefits and to hide his own actions?" The prince said in a more light tone.

Liang Jiawei opened his eyes and said hoarsely: "He...is not my master!"

"There are various techniques for changing appearance in the world, and they must be demons and pretending to be masters. They are...."

The prince laughed: "Do you believe what you said?"

"Who can pretend to be the master of a young master? And... How many warriors who can become masters are willing to pretend to be others? And Liu Changren is not an immortal god, how could he pretend to be so long ago to rob the ancient magical powers?"

"For the sake of profit, masters and apprentices are killed... This is the norm in the world. It is not uncommon for you..."

"You can survive because you have a good fortune. But... there are not many times of luck like this. Next time, don't be so stupid!"

After saying that, the prince lifted the curtain of the tent and walked out.

Then he said to the Jinyiwei at the door: "Sent to Tianluo, tell the Six Gates, go to the sea to arrest the official documents, and capture the rebel Liu Changren! In the name of colluding with evil demons and harming disciples, those who provide clues will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and one innate martial arts. Those who capture the arrests will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold and three masters' unique skills. In addition, teach the secrets of his great masters."
Chapter completed!