Whoosh.
"Damn it, Xie Xun, this villain, is simply crazy."
The five figures caught up to a small village. When they saw the words " The Killer, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, Cheng Kun, is also " written on the wall, and the village that was covered in corpses, they all widened their eyes in fury." How innocent are the villagers of this village?" He actually used such a vicious move."
Corpses littered the ground and blood flowed like a river.
Even the village dog was killed and its internal organs were all crushed. It was obviously a high-level fist technique.
"Humph, this villain used the Kongtong Sect's Seven Injuring Fist to destroy the internal organs of others. He has always been successful. In just a few days, he has already gained such strength.”
The leader snorted coldly." Last time, he came to our Kongtong Sect to steal the Seven Wounds Fist and injured so many of our disciples. Now, someone dares to kill people in the territory of our Kongtong Sect. Does he really think that we can't do anything to him just because he's the Guardian of the Demonic Sect? After all, our Kongtong Sect is one of the six great sects.”
However, after he said that, the others sighed!
"Wahhh…"
The sound of a child crying could be heard in this quiet village.
"There are still people alive."
The five of them used their lightness skills to determine the location of the voice. They rushed towards the source of the voice and saw a woman dressed in luxurious clothes. A voice came from the place where she fell. They hurriedly pulled the woman away and carried the child under her. It was a child who was more than one year old. He was wrapped in swaddling clothes and wore an ancient jade pendant around his neck. There were a line of words engraved on it: Son as a wall, Father Zhao Lixun. There were only a few words that looked like they were carved by swords and knives. They were clearly carved. It was obvious that they were the work of an expert. He wore a tiger hat and looked at the five of them with a pair of intelligent eyes.
"What an intelligent child."
One of them sighed." It's fate that he met us. Forget it, his family has all died, so we brought him along with us…"
"Wait!"
The leader of the five went forward and grabbed the child. His hands moved around his body, not even sparing the child." Good, good, good. I was right…This child has extremely strong Innate Ability and is a good material for martial arts…Also, the innate vitality in his body has not dissipated completely. This is a treasure given to the Kongtong Sect. The Kongtong Sect might rise from this and surpass Shaolin and Wudang and become the leader of the group!”
"What?"
The remaining few people also hurriedly touched the child's bones. In the end, they were overjoyed." God bless Kongtong."”
"This time, the five elders of the Kongtong Sect obtained the greatest treasure and lost the Seven Wounds Fist. However, it was worth it to have such a good disciple!”
"That's right, that's right. When the four of them talked about the Kongtong Sect, they all said that they were the five elders of the Kongtong Sect, as if they didn't have any disciples that could be brought up.”
……
The five of them almost cried tears of joy. In the martial arts world, the famous five elders of the Kongtong Sect had come to hunt Xie Xun down because he had injured them after snatching the Seven Wounds Fist. In the end, they had encountered such a thing. Wasn't this the blessing of the heavens on the Kongtong Sect?
Especially in the child's body, the innate vitality gathered together, as if it was consciously gathered together. The innate vitality did not dissipate, and the true qi cultivated in the future was the purest!
Also, this child's muscles and bones were very good and suitable for practicing martial arts. As long as they were polished a little in the future, they would be able to achieve such results and add another master to the Kongtong Sect!
They didn't notice that a one-year-old child seemed to want to speak when he heard the name of the five elders of the Kongtong Sect. However, his vocal cords were not fully developed, and the sound he made was only a wail. This made the five elders of the Kongtong Sect think that their actions were too rough, or that the child was hungry and couldn't catch Xie Xun now. They also made a move and piled up the villagers. They set fire and burned them directly. As for burying them, they didn't have the time.
In addition, it was chaotic now, and it was difficult to guarantee that some criminals would dig up their corpses and use them as food. After doing all this, they were overjoyed and carried this child back to Kongtong!
Along the way, the five old fellows had also used their own true qi to nourish the child's meridians. Although they had used up a lot of true qi, they did not care!
They knew their own situation. Although the Kongtong Sect was known as one of the six major sects, there were only a few that could really be brought out. They did not mind giving up a part of their cultivation to build the strongest foundation for this child and ensure that the child's innate vitality did not dissipate!
The five elders of the Kongtong Sect did not know which child looked as if his father had died when they carried him to the Kongtong Sect.
"Wearing it? I actually transmigrated, and I even transmigrated to the Heavenly Realm? But…why did I have to settle down in Kongtong?”
Needless to say, this child was a transmigrator called Zhao Rubi!
Before he transmigrated, Zhao Rubi was an expert in mysticism and a martial arts fan. In fact, as long as he was a man, he would inevitably have a martial arts dream in his heart. He had read many martial arts novels, but he did not expect to wake up and transmigrate to the world of Great Jin's Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre.
Originally, this was something that rarely excited people. However, he was only in his twenties, but he had become a little brat. Moreover, he was a little brat who had to wet his bed. How could he accept this? However, forget it. Why did he have such a background?
Kongtong Sect? This sect was nothing but a bystander in Heavenly Sword. They couldn't bring out any experts. The entire sect was supported by the five elders of the Kongtong Sect!
Unique skill? Yes, Seven Injures Fist!
But damn it, this was an absolute art that hurt oneself before hurting others. Even Xie Xun, who had cultivated the Seven Wounds Fist and injured his own brain nerves, had become a lunatic. From time to time, he would go crazy. Who would cultivate this thing? Wasn't this courting death? Wouldn't he want to die faster? Without a strong zhenqi, using the Seven Wounds Fist would be courting death.
However, with powerful zhenqi, one could become an expert even without using the Seven Wounds Fist!
This Seven Injures Fist was extremely useless to him!
Thinking about it, when the five elders of the Kongtong Sect fought with Zhang Wuji at Light Summit, they were beaten to the point of losing their temper. There was even someone else who helped to heal them. This was even more embarrassing!
And status? Damn it, he was definitely at the bottom of the six major sects. Those who had read the full text knew that even the Kunlun Sect, a two-handed sect, did not take the Kongtong Sect seriously.
They had no status, no status, no unique skills!
One word-weak!
The Kongtong Sect was just a bystander of the six major sects. They had no status at all!
After looking through the entire Heavenly Sect, there was nothing outstanding about the Kongtong Sect. It was almost like a soy sauce party. Moreover, it treated the big shots of the sect as soy sauce parties. There were not many scenes. This was a weak sect with no bright future!
Even the Huashan Sect was much stronger than them. After all, the Huashan Sect was founded by Hao Datong and had obtained the legacy of the Quanzhen Sect. Not to mention the Huashan Nine Arts, even ordinary ultimate arts were one of the best.
Why didn't he allow himself to transmigrate to Zhang Wuji or Song Qingshu? He didn't want to be a pig's trotter. It would be good if he could become a disciple of Wudang or Shaolin. At least Wudang still had Zhang Sanfeng, a Great Grandmaster who was comparable to Bodhidharma. It wouldn't be long before he could create the peerless Taiji Fist and Taiji Sword. Even if it was just ordinary, Wudang's Pure Yang Limitless Technique or something else would be a top-notch ultimate technique!
Not to mention Shaolin, there were also Shaolin's seventy-two ultimate skills, Tendon Changing Classic, or Shaolin's most mysterious Marrow Cleansing Classic…Why didn't they give him such a chance!
In these sects, as long as they worked a little harder, they could surpass the disciples of other sects!
It was impossible for Zhao Rubi to resist. A little bean sprout like him could even be bitten to death by a dog, let alone a human!
Or perhaps he could rob a pig's trotter and find the Nine Yang Divine Technique himself?
Damn it, who knows where that monkey will go? He was not as lucky as Zhang Wuji, who had jumped from such a high place and not died!
Oh right, there was also the descendant of the Condor Heroes. Wasn't this an absolute art that he had hope of obtaining? It would be good as long as he could get the remnant of the Nine Yin Manual. However, he should not forget how powerful the successor of the ancient tomb was. Even Zhou Zhiruo, who had cultivated the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, was easily defeated. He wanted to steal the ultimate technique? Wasn't this courting death?
As for the Heavenly Sword, Zhao Rubi had no intention of snatching it!
Putting aside the fact that Mistress Miejue had really stolen Heavenly Sword from the Yuan Court, even if Heavenly Sword was really in Old Nun Miejue's hands, it was impossible for him to obtain it.
Old Ni Miejue looked very weak, but it depended on who he was compared to.
No matter how bad she was, she was still the sect master of a generation. She could play you to death in minutes!
Now that Zhao Rubi had become the successor of the Kongtong Sect, it was not easy for him to join other sects. He had deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, which was enough to make many people stop in their tracks. Although he was not an ancient man, he had to worry about these things!
As he thought about it, Zhao Rubi fell asleep. He was now a one-year-old child's body. It could not accommodate the huge operation of his brain. He could only fall asleep to protect his brain.
Forget about this. Damn it. Could it be that I, a transmigrator, can't play against others? Oh my god, Yitian, your grandpa is here!
But fortunately, the pig trotters of this world, Zhang Wuji, had not been born yet, and his parents had not even met. Hehe, and that Song Qingshu or whatever, I'm afraid he's only born now. I still have time. The stupid bird flies first and enters the forest early. That's it!
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From then on, Kongtong Mountain had one more disciple. The legend of this world had also begun!
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