"Senior Brother Jiang, which trick did you use to kill Song Wuque? I want to learn..."

Fatty Wang was shameless and asked Jiang Heng for it.

Previously, the Great Soul-Devouring Sword Technique that Jiang Heng taught to Fatty Wang had benefited him endlessly.

Now, Fatty Wang learned about the strength of the White Ape's cross-strike technique, and he was naturally itchy.

However, the white ape cross-strike technique that Jiang Heng realized was obtained by combining his own situation, and Fatty Wang's body and soul could not bear it at all.

"I can pass on you with the perfect ape strike technique, it's simpler." Jiang Heng poked out his finger and pointed it at Fatty Wang's eyebrows, giving out his insights.

As an undercover agent of the Immortal Dao, it is necessary to cultivate your own power in the Immortal Dao in case of emergency.

Chen Lingwan, watching Fatty Wang’s antics when she was practicing ape strike technique, suddenly lost her interest in learning.

"They are all monks, why are there such a big difference?"

...

...

The secret realm of Huaijiangshan, exit.

"Everyone, don't be fine!" Jiang Heng smiled loudly and stepped out.

When I entered the secret realm, I was still in the Qi Condensation Realm, and now I have achieved the Spiritual Seed Realm.

What was even more unexpected was that the two accidentally obtained apricot kernels actually helped him perfectly repair the Chaos Green Lotus Seed!

Looking at the chaotic green lotus swaying in the Yaochi, I couldn't help but sigh inexplicably.

It’s a pity that the blood-colored sword mark on the middle of my eyebrows is still there, and life and death are all in Chen Wuxian’s thoughts.

I have to return to the Blood Evil Sword Sect to deliver the Laurel Spiritual Root!

I don’t know if Chen Wuxian will simply fulfill his contract at that time...

"It's good to come out!" The sinister monk wearing a cloak appeared silently behind Jiang Heng.

"Senior, fortunately, I'm not disgraceful. Please read it!" Jiang Heng handed out the revised Qingwei Jing bamboo scroll without hesitation.

"If there is any intentional omission, you should know the consequences." The sinister monk turned on the bamboo scroll, full of threats.

"I have done my best." Jiang Heng said neither humble nor arrogantly.

The other dozen monks who had sponsored Jiang Heng's magic weapon were far away from the sinister monks and did not dare to step forward.

After a while, the Yin Feng monk put away the bamboo roll, raised one hand, and gently covered Jiang Heng's head.

"President Feng, don't kill him!" A rosacea monk stopped him loudly, "Otherwise, our Blood Clothing Sect will start a war with your sect!"

"That's right, your sect's martial arts have been perfected, and we don't have them yet! You can't be too selfish!" Another tall man stood up with his teeth.

"If Master Feng dares to act arbitrarily, I will have to go to your ancestors' palace to scatter wildly..." A charming female cultivator with skin as cream stood up, and was furious.

"Ask the Demon Sect, I don't agree!" An old man in black shirt made a straightforward look.

"That asks senior of the Demon Sect, I have killed you three disciples in order to defend myself..." Jiang Heng was ashamed and took the initiative to tell what happened that day.

"You deserve to die if you are not as skilled as others! No wonder Jiang Shengzi!" The old man in black was stunned for a moment, groaned and responded.

"It seems that I have recognized me! Then I won't pretend, I'll show up! I, the head of the Blood Sakura Sect, Feng Ruhui!"

The sinister monk said, moving his palm away from Jiang Heng's head and leaving alone.

"This time you are a kid, I won't kill you for the time being. But from now on, if you hear you spread the Qingwei Sutra without authorization, you will take your life!"

"Senior Sister Chen, remember, don't spread it privately..." Fatty Wang looked at Feng Ruhui's back as he was walking away and secretly wiped his cold sweat.

"Let you care? Jiang Heng will be in trouble for eight lifetimes when he meets you..." Chen Lingwan frowned and secretly complained in her heart.

"Soul Jiang, if nothing else is happening, let's start?" Xueyi taught the rosacea monk to catch up with Jiang Heng's steps and said with a sneer.

The monks from other sects slowed down tacitly and tried to distance themselves from the two of them.

"Let's start!" Jiang Heng responded calmly, but was thinking in his heart how to deal with Chen Wuxian.

"Huh?" The monk with rosacea turned around and glared at Chen Lingwan and Fatty Wang, "You two will go back and stop! Don't follow too closely. Listening too much will not be good for you two!"

However, Fatty Wang and Chen Lingwan had agreed, and none of them retreated, as if they were worried that Jiang Heng would be in trouble.

"Don't worry! I won't be overwhelmed. If I kill Jiang Heng, others will agree?" The rosacea monk finished speaking coldly and handed Jiang Heng a jade slip for martial arts.

"The magical skill of wedding dress... are the powerful people of your sect so miserable at the end of their lives?" Jiang Heng looked through the jade slip, thought about it for a few breaths, and sent a voice.

"Well... nothing!" The monk rosacea nodded first, then quickly shook his head, and said with an awkward expression.

"There is no best..." Jiang Heng smiled slightly, and the other party's reaction was in full view.

After more than fifty breaths, Jiang Heng had mastered the magic skill of wedding dress and found several mistakes.

This is a domineering magic skill. Every master only accepts one disciple in his life, and pays attention to single pass!

When the master dies, he will pass all the skills and enlightenment of his practice to his disciples using secret techniques.

After the transmission of the master's skills are completed, the master's cultivation will be drained, and his body will contract bones and almost turn into a meat ball.

Of course, there are also masters who are unwilling to teach and are forcibly deprived of their disciples!

That's why Jiang Heng said that his death was extremely miserable!

Half a day passed, and Jiang Heng slowly re-branded the modified wedding dress magic skill after several urging by the monk Rosacea.

After the monk Rosacea got the jade slip of martial arts, he was a little worried and anxious.

"Jiang Shengzi, are you sure you have really modified it?"

"You hand over the jade slip to your tutor, he will know at a glance!" Jiang Heng waved behind him, "Next."

"Okay! Today is the hard work of Shengzi Jiang, Xue said goodbye!" The monk with rosacea turned into a bloody light and flew away.

The next few days.

Jiang Heng led a group of people to walk towards the Blood Evil Sword Sect in all directions.

I have never met anyone who dares to rob!

He trusted his fingers and added and deleted skills, which made Wang Fatty and others very respected.

over time.

The monks of the Demon Sect who came to attack Jiang Heng left happily with their own modified martial arts slips.

The reason is very simple, killing is easy, but if you want to make such a great contribution to the sect, you will not have many opportunities.

"As a pity, Jiang Shengzi asked the Demon Sect to say goodbye! The previous grudges were written off!"

...

"If you are lucky, Jiang Shengzi, Tu Xian Sect will say goodbye! If you are bored in the Blood Evil Sword Sect, you can turn to my Tu Xian Sect, and my sect leader will definitely welcome you!"

...

As for Tianxie Sect, the first sect of the Demonic Way, no cultivator came to say goodbye to Jiang Heng.

"Without a goodbye to Jiang Shengzi, Hehuan Palace... Welcome to visit!"

In front of the Blood Evil Sword Sect Mountain Gate, the Hehuan Palace Cultivator threw a charming look and waved away.

"It must be, I will go!" Fatty Wang swallowed and said goodbye to Yiyi.

"Hmph! Sorry, please calm down! Do you dare to go to Hehuan Palace? Be careful that you are squeezed out and you still resent your body to be too weak!"

An old-fashioned old man appeared behind the mountain gate.

"Dad...! In front of Senior Brother Jiang and the others, you can at least save me some face..." Fatty Wang resented.

"Why, your wings are hard? I can't control you anymore?" Fatty Wang's father jumped out and pinched his son's ears and scolded him angrily.

"Under the guidance of Senior Brother Jiang, I have cultivated to the first level of the Spiritual Seed Realm. Calculate it, my age and current cultivation level should have broken our family's record!" Fatty Wang said proudly.

"What? Then come home with me to worship my ancestors! Dad, grandpa, great-grandpa, Tao'er is promising!" Wang Fatty's father prayed to the sky, pulled up his son and disappeared without a trace.

The True Demon Palace.

Chen Wuxian no longer turned his back to all living beings.

Holding the laurel roots in his hand and looking at them for a while, his expression turned cold.

"Where did the spiritual seeds accompanied by the laurel spiritual roots go? You won't know, do you?"

After Jiang Heng made a few perfunctory words, he realized Chen Wuxian's unconcealed murderous intent and couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Why haven't they arrived yet? Are they so unscrupulous in their practice?"

It was at this moment.

A young monk walked out of the True Demon Palace with a trembling body and reported loudly.

"Report to the head of the sect, the leader of the Blood Clothing Sect has arrived outside the mountain gate and is calling for the name to see Senior Brother Jiang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another disciple rushed over and his face turned pale.

"Report to the head of the Demon Sect, ask that the head of the Demon Sect has arrived outside the mountain gate, and he wants to kill Senior Brother Jiang, and he wants to fight with you!"

Another disciple appeared outside the True Demon Palace and shouted: "The Palace Master of Hehuan Palace has also come and said he would ask the leader and Senior Brother Jiang for advice!"

...

Not long.

More than a dozen young disciples surrounded the True Demon Palace, making noises, as if they were facing a great enemy.

What happened to those leaders and sect leaders gathered outside the mountain gate?!

Could it be that Senior Brother Jiang caused some serious disaster?!
Chapter completed!