Chapter 329 He Is Not Lord Yan! He Is Not Zhoudao (5000 Words Chapter)

Lord Yan's law driving, come to Lin'an in person!

Such words were heard from far and near, and Zhou Dao was moved by it.

You know, he only set foot in Lin'an Mansion today, and he found out his details so quickly.

Such intelligence capabilities are simply terrifying.

"Wang's family!?" Zhou Dao murmured softly, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and he walked out of the room.

Lin'an Mansion is indeed different.

call……

The wind is blowing, blowing hundreds of miles.

A round of bright moon hangs high, like the eyes of a fox, adding a little restlessness to this silent night.

In the eastern suburbs, a dilapidated manor.

Here, there are few people, the willow waves are like smoke, and there is a wooden boat floating on the small lake in the distance, which looks even more desolate and strange in the smoke.

Following the sound, Zhou Dao came to the outside of the manor, looked up, and saw three ancient characters written on the high hanging door plaque: Wuyinzhuang.

"There is no sound here, I am the king?" Zhou Dao looked at the three ancient characters on the door plaque, slightly moved.

In Lin'an Prefecture, [Wuyin Village] is a very special existence, quite famous, and even listed in [Top Ten Scenic Spots and Historic Sites in Lin'an Prefecture], [Lin'an Prefecture Must-Play List], [Lin'an Prefecture Not to Miss] Haunted House List] and so on.

Even Zhou Daoyuan had heard the name of [Wuyinzhuang] more than once in Pingjiang City.

It is said that a hundred years ago, there lived a little beggar in the eastern suburbs of Lin'an Mansion, who had no parents and was bullied all day long.

One day, when he came back from begging, he found that an old beggar had come to the ruined temple where he lived.

The little beggar was heartbroken, and secretly lamented the injustice of the world. He didn't even have a final way of life. After thinking about it, he wanted to commit suicide.

But at this moment, the old beggar laughed wildly, the laughter was like thunder, and the entire ruined temple collapsed.

Among the ruins, the little beggar escaped in terror.

He knew he had met an expert.

The old beggar said he ate his food,

Naturally, he had to return a blessing to him. That night, he secretly preached the Dao Dharma and gave him heart-to-heart initiation.

The little beggar got enlightenment, practiced penance for ten years, and achieved supernatural powers.

The first thing he did after leaving the customs was to kill all the people who had bullied him before.

The beggar who robbed him of food, the restaurant owner who gave him supercilious looks, the widow who sold tofu, the old woman who cooked rice with raw meat, the big man who sold steamed stuffed buns...

Anyone who had ever bullied him, or even spoke loudly to him, was wiped out.

At first, no one in the entire Lin'an Mansion took the little beggar seriously.

Who would have thought that within three years, that little beggar had swallowed up the five giants one after another, rising so rapidly that he was in the spotlight for a while, and even the Wang family noticed his existence.

At that time, the little beggar built this [Wuyin Zhuang].

He put down his words, and for the next three hundred years, in Lin'an Mansion, only he can yell at others, and no one is allowed to speak loudly in front of him.

There is no sound here, I am the king, and the meaning is self-evident.

He wanted to dominate the Lin'an Mansion and let all parties become ministers, including the Wang family of course.

That night, the Wang family set up a stage opposite [Wuyin Zhuang], and held a big show for three days.

That scene can be described as the sound of firecrackers and the sound of gongs and drums.

The sound of chanting, applause, booing... spread hundreds of miles away.

After the three-day drama, just as everyone was waiting to watch the fun, [Wuyin Zhuang] disappeared overnight, not even a ghost was left behind.

At that time, the entire Linjiang Mansion once again saw the courage and skill of the Wang family.

No one can shout at this behemoth, no matter whether you are a rising newcomer or an inherited family, in front of the Wang family, you can only keep your head down and keep silent.

Do you want the Wang family not to speak loudly? In Lin'an Mansion, there will be no such person in the past one hundred years.

Since then, [Wuyinzhuang] has become a symbol of the supreme power of the Wang family.

There were rumors from the outside world that in the dead of night, someone heard soft crying in [Wuyinzhuang], looking inside, there were many figures, all kneeling in the yard, begging for mercy, it seemed like the tragedy of the past.

"Are you showing off your authority to me?" Zhou Dao whispered.

The Wang family is the Wang family, and the meaning of choosing such a place is self-evident.

This is Lin'an Mansion, no matter who comes, the Wang family can deal with it calmly.

"Pingjiang City, Lord Yan... He has heard about his name for a long time, but he did not expect to be so young."

In Wuyinzhuang, there was a burst of loud voices, showing a sense of calmness.

"Lord Yan? How do you know that I am Lord Yan?" Zhou Dao said calmly through the door before being admitted to the hospital.

"Everything happens for a reason. In front of the Wang family, no reason can escape the eyes and ears." In the courtyard, the voice sounded again.

"In recent years, Lord Yan has been the most popular in Pingjiang City. With his own power, he won the Dragon King's Grand Sacrifice, defeated the disciples of Longhu Mountain, and even disturbed the three forces, and killed Yuanmen..."

"Such a person is so radiant, how can he hide the darkness forever without revealing his whereabouts?"

Speaking of this, the people in the courtyard smiled slightly: "Your Excellency is from Pingjiang City. You are young, but you have the power of nine transformations. Besides Lord Yan, who else?"

"It's a wonderful inference. The Wang family really has hands and eyes."

Zhou Dao was noncommittal, stepping into the manor.

In an instant, Zhou Dao felt a terrifying aura filling every corner of the manor. In a trance, it was like a mountain and a swamp, exuding primitive wildness.

"Astonishing courage, just like Liu Rusheng back then."

In the depths of the manor, that voice sounded again.

The Liu Rusheng he was talking about was the owner of this [Wuyin Village].

Compared with Lord Yan, his rise is also beyond imagination, unknown to ordinary people, like a shooting star from the sky, brilliant for a while.

"There's no need to talk about Chinese New Year, let's get straight to the point." Zhou Dao said lightly.

He guessed that the reason why the Wang family came to him was because of Baitian Wanbao Pavilion.

"The Wang family would like to invite you to visit the residence."

"It's fine if you go through the house, if you have something to say, just say it." Zhou Dao shook his head.

Although he has now achieved supernatural powers and cultivated seven orifices.

But this is Lin'an Mansion after all, and the other party is the Wang family after all, so how can there be any reason to go deep into the tiger's den before thoroughly finding out the details of the other party?

This is not in line with his past style.

Even if there is only one ten-thousandth of the risk, it is not worth committing it personally.

"So Lord Yan refused?"

In the manor, the voice was a little more cold.

"From what you mean, I can't refuse?" Zhou Dao said lightly.

"Liu Rusheng was so arrogant back then. It's a pity. There are not a few geniuses in this world, and there are many people who have hit the big luck. In the face of absolute strength, they can only be reduced to the foil of the times forever..."

In the manor, there was a sound of footsteps, and they walked towards the courtyard in a slow and unhurried manner.

"Jun Yan is indeed peerless in Pingjiang City. If my guess is right, you have already opened the three orifices."

The visitor chuckled, according to the information, more than half a month ago, the battle of Longmen was the last time Lord Yan appeared, and indeed he has the strength of three apertures.

After half a month, even ordinary monks can't make much progress, let alone a nine-transformation powerhouse?

Therefore, the Wang family quickly estimated Yanjun's strength.

The ability to pick up the black gold stone with the strength of the three apertures made the Wang family a little surprised. After all, even the strong with five apertures had tried before, but ended in failure.

However, the Wang family also knew that if they wanted to pick up that black gold stone, they did not depend entirely on strength.

This was also one of the reasons why they wanted to invite Zhou Dao over.

"At such a young age, being able to open the three apertures is already very good."

In the desolate courtyard, a man stepped on fallen leaves and walked towards him.

He had silver hair, his fingers were interlaced, and he made a sound like metal hitting, with a wicked smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"However, such excellence is not qualified to refuse in front of the Wang family."

The silver-haired man raised his eyes to and fro, and his mocking eyes fell on Zhou Dao, revealing a hint of playfulness.

"Perhaps you should let me know that the world outside is much wider than Pingjiang City."

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying aura shot up from the silver-haired man's body, the ground cracked, the fallen leaves were frenzied, and the wind blowing up almost burst the entire courtyard.

"monster……"

Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the silver-haired man in front of him.

The Wang family is worthy of being a giant in the Lin'an Mansion, and there is such a monster under their sect, [Medium fierce level], they are only one step away from stepping into the high-level ranks.

In terms of strength, he almost caught up with Ha Shiqi before the breakthrough.

The silver-haired man looked at Zhou Dao calmly, with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a confident smile.

The next moment, he came like a gust of wind, and appeared in front of Zhou Dao like a ghost among the falling dead leaves. His calm arm gently fell on Zhou Dao's shoulder.

"Yan Jun, come with me."

The silver-haired man smiled slightly, his palm was like iron tongs, he grabbed Zhou Dao's shoulder and lifted it violently?

"Um?"

A sudden mention...

"Um???"

The silver-haired man was stunned. With all his strength, the man in front of him remained motionless?

"Do you want me to help you?"

The soft words resounded like a ripple in a deep pool, echoing leisurely in the courtyard.

The next moment, a terrifying aura shot up from Zhou Dao's body, and his blood roared like a stormy wave, suppressing all the monstrous aura.

Terrifying power surged up from the shoulder, directly blasting the silver-haired man's arm.

"You...you...how could..."

The silver-haired man backed away in horror, unable to believe it.

Just because of the fact that he was crushed, his arm was directly crushed. This kind of power is horrifying, and it is definitely not something that a strong man with three apertures can possess.

"You...you are not Lord Yan!?" The silver-haired man gritted his teeth and shouted.

According to the information obtained by the Wang family, Lord Yan showed his face for the last time half a month ago, and the strength he showed was in the [Three Apertures] realm.

But the strength of the person in front of him is at least as high as [Five Apertures].

The gap between this and Lord Yan is simply worlds apart.

"Damn, the information is wrong."

The silver-haired man roared inwardly, and the calmness and calmness on his face disappeared, replaced by infinite horror and fear.

Facing someone with at least five orifices, no matter how powerful he is, he can only die.

rumbling...

Under the moonlit night, the blood around Zhou Dao was surging, like a wolf sweeping across, endlessly alive.

The terrifying sound was like thunder, and the whole [Soundless Villa] was trembling.

In an instant, the blood energy in front of Zhou Dao suddenly gathered and turned into a bright sword energy, and the waves of destruction spread like ripples, bursts continuously.

Taiyi Flowing Light Sword!

Facing such a terrifying Inner God Art of War, the silver-haired man was completely overwhelmed.

"You...don't come here!" the silver-haired man trembled.

Originally, the Wang family only asked him to invite Zhou Dao, but he relied on his own ability and was facing human beings, so he was condescending and arrogant, and did not take Zhou Dao seriously.

However, he had no idea what kind of existence he was facing.

At this moment, the silver-haired man really panicked.

"You... don't get me wrong, I have no malice towards you."

"But now I am full of malice towards you."

As soon as Zhou Dao raised his hand, the Taiyi Flowing Light Sword fell into the world like stars in the sky, and the terrifying sword energy surged horizontally and pierced through the body of the silver-haired man.

If a mere monster dares to be so arrogant in front of him and pretends to be coercive, this alone is a dead end.

rumbling...

The body of the silver-haired man exploded suddenly, and a long figure flew out of the scattered demonic energy, fleeing into the distance through the night.

"Stupid monster, do you still want to leave?"

Zhou Dao let out a soft drink, using the kung fu of "Xiao Lei Yuan Jing", the sound was like thunder, the air twisted, and the invisible force traced back along the evil spirit.

In mid-air, the rising black shadow trembled violently, as if being shocked by an electric shock, the evil spirit around it was instantly annihilated.

The next moment, the black shadow billowed with scorched smoke, fell from the sky, and landed on the center of the courtyard stiffly, no longer alive.

"Blindly wasting effort." Zhou Dao shook his head.

He thought that the monster raised by the Wang family was so powerful that it couldn't even stop him from roaring.

Zhou Dao walked to the center of the courtyard, waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust, and only then did he see the appearance of the monster clearly.

On the ground, a black meat tail lay stiffly, the hair at the root was completely burnt, and the stench filled the yard.

"Needletail!?"

Zhou Dao was taken aback, showing a strange expression.

This kind of monster is called [Needle Tail], but it is extremely rare, and he has only seen it in ancient books.

It is recorded in "The Work Manual of Yuyaosi" that there is a fleshy whisker in the mountain, which is shaped like a whip, as hard as a stick, and as firm as iron. It is a monster named "Needle Tail".

It is said that there is a kind of fleshy whiskers in the mountains, which are like needles at first, but once stimulated, they can become bigger.

Some people say that this is the tail grown by the mountain god, so it is also called the needle tail.

Once upon a time, there was a monk named "Yi Fan", who was always willing to give charity, but secretly picked countless flowers, from eighty to eight years old.

Every time he uses despicable methods to force and lure women to have sex with them, stay in a place where he is excited, and speak wild words, I am so big, please bear with me.

Three minutes later, the evil monk will forcefully ask the woman, is it painful? Am I good? Simply insane.

One day, a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain passed by here, and at a glance he saw that the evil monk was not a human being, so he recited the formula and beheaded him with supreme sword energy.

In the pool of scarlet blood, everyone discovered that under the monk's robe was a piece of meat tail, which kept shrinking and turned into a needle whisker.

Afterwards, the villagers buried the meat tail in the mountain, erected an ancient stele, and wrote "A Needle Man" to commemorate the incident.

Some people say that [Needle Tail] is the tail of a mountain god, and there is only one body. Once it transforms into a demon, as the practice progresses, it will give birth to many branches and separate from the body.

Once they leave, they will turn into monsters, leave the mountains, and enter the world of mortals to cause disaster.

What mortals see [Needle Tail] are all branches, as for the main body, it is rumored that it has the supernatural power of Vajra to subdue demons, and it is not broken by a thousand mos.

"The Wang family is truly a big family, even having such monsters." Zhou Dao couldn't help sighing.

Needle tails are rare, and it is said that the body is one of the hardest substances in the world, known as pure yang and rigidity.

The head in front of me is only a branch, and it can also cultivate the Tao [Middle-level Fierce Level], which is enough to see the horror of this monster.

"I heard that the roots of this thing can make a man lose the ability to have sex?" Zhou Dao picked up the end of the needle and muttered in a low voice.

Needle tail is a thing of pure yang and strength. If a man takes its roots and hairs, his deficiency will be overwhelmed, and the yang energy in his body will gradually disappear.

Therefore, if this kind of monster turns into a man, it must be a [needle man].

"Should no one buy this kind of Yaozhen." Zhou Dao thought for a while, then shook his head and denied his own idea.

Many rich and noble ladies are willing to spend a lot of money to buy such [demon treasures] in order to prevent their men from being promiscuous outside, even at the expense of their own men's abilities.

This is the simplest and most effective way to fundamentally eliminate future troubles from the source.

"It's really cruel."

Zhou Dao hesitated for a while, and tore off some roots from the [Needle Tail], secretly stored them, and immediately put the monster's corpse into the green pan treasure bag.

Such a rare monster should be able to get a good reward if it is sacrificed to the ancestor.

"Looks like Lin'an Mansion is really my blessed land, there are monsters that come to my door when I first come here."

Zhou Dao grinned, strode out of [Wuyin Village], and disappeared into the long night.

...

At this moment, the Wang family mansion.

Inside an octagonal pavilion.

"Silver Needle is dead."

An icy voice sounded in the pavilion, and a beautiful woman came downstairs slowly, her graceful figure swaying in the wind, with a dignified look on her brows.

"Dead? Lingbing, are you sure?" Wang Xuanzang couldn't help asking.

"It can't be wrong." Wang Lingbing gently raised his jade hand, and a strand of silvery hair slowly emerged, and it became scorched black in an instant.

"The silver needle is my strongest body, even thousands of miles away, I can sense his life and death." Wang Lingbing gritted his silver teeth: "One hit kills, what a master."

"One hit kills!?" Wang Xuanzang was taken aback.

With his knowledge, he naturally knew how strong it would be to kill Yinzhen with one move.

"What's the matter with your information?" Wang Lingbing asked angrily.

Silver Needle is dead, as the main body, she will also be greatly affected.

At this moment, Wang Xuanzang's complexion completely sank. He looked at the information in his hand, and everything about Zhou Dao was impressively written on it.

From Ping'an Town to Pingjiang City.

A demon master, ordinary, no different.

At first, the Wang family guessed that this unobtrusive demon master was the famous Yanjun.

Although it seems extremely unreasonable, please report that this young man who came all the way from Pingjiang City is indeed Zhou Dao.

With Nine Transformations, the only one who can be right is Lord Yan.

Now it seems that this kind of speculation is a pig's brain.

"Aren't these idiots using their brains?"

Wang Xuanzang exerted force on his palms, and the information in front of him suddenly fell into pieces.

These identities are all false.

Whether it's Zhou Dao shown in the Wang family's intelligence, or Yanjun they speculate.

If it was really Lord Yan, how could he have such terrifying strength?

If Zhou Dao had such strength, how could he be a small demon sealer in Pingjiang City, or even Ping'an Town?

With such strength, even in Lin'an Mansion, he could call the wind and call the rain.

This riding horse is basically three different people! ! !

"It's a good method, it can actually confuse my Wang family's sight with false information." Wang Xuanzang gritted his teeth.

After all, he underestimated this young expert who came from afar.

"What are you going to do now?" Wang Lingbing asked in a deep voice.

"Stand still for the time being, this person's roots are deeper than I imagined." Wang Xuanzang shook his head.

Out of caution, he did not rush for success.

"Send someone to notify the lord in the capital first, the person he is looking for has appeared." Wang Xuanzang murmured softly.

Black Prison King Shi, but that adult stayed in Lin'an Mansion, waiting for someone who could pick him up to appear.

As for the Wang family, it is just a tool.

That night, a piece of news came from Lin'an Mansion and reached the capital.

"These idiots!"

Wang Xuanzang gritted his teeth, he felt that he had been fooled.