"Lord!" a dark shadow came first, and he landed silently, holding a knife in one hand, and kneeling on one knee. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Lord!" The Buddha's light flashed, and a fat monk wearing a black robe appeared outside the grass house, he folded his hands and bowed his head to salute.

"Meet the Lord!"

"Meet the Lord!"

......

One by one, black shadows appeared from all directions, and before they gathered in the humble house, they moved extremely fast, and it took less than half a stick of incense for more than a hundred people to gather.

"Have you ever killed someone today?" the six laws spoke, and it was an extremely abrupt and terrifying question.

"No!" replied the Shadow Leader.

"Can you kill the demon?" asked Liufa again.

"Nope!"

"Can you kill this month?"

"Nope!"

"Can you kill it this year?"

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" The leader of the Shadow Guard, his voice was a little unsteady, his robe was soaked, and most of the Shadow Guard kneeling behind him were trembling.

"So what are you doing?" Liufa's voice was calm and terrifying.

"Subordinate...... Subordinates are cultivating ......"

"Cultivation?" asked Liufa.

"Yes!"

"What realm are you in now?" asked Liufa again.

"Half ...... Half-step ...... Daozun ......"

"Can you kill the Supreme?"

"No!" the leader of the Shadow Guard broke out in a cold sweat.

"What are you cultivating?" asked Liufa looking at the fat monk.

"The Early ...... of Taoism"

"Maybe it's blocking Daozun?"

"Block ...... Can't stop ......" Futu monk's wide head was covered with sweat.

"Can you kill the Dao Sect?"

"I didn't ...... Not...... There is no ......"

"What about you?"

"I didn't ...... Didn't ......."

"You?"

"No ......"

The six laws were asked one by one, he asked very calmly, but the answers were trembling, the old men of the Netherworld Guard were all experiments that survived in his hands, they naturally knew that the methods of the six laws were inhumane, and the new members also knew that they had a lord who was a hundred times more terrifying than the leader.

There was silence in front of the entire grass house, and the falling needles could be heard, after the six laws were asked, he pondered for a moment, and he mocked lightly: "Phantom Guard doesn't kill people, doesn't kill demons, changes to cultivation, cultivation is just enough, and a bunch of waste has been refined, so what use do you have?"

Thirty years ago, the supreme did not come out, the Taoist dominated, at that time, you could kill the Taoist sect, and there was some use, but thirty years have passed, the world has changed greatly, but you are hiding in the mountains and burying your head in penance, and as a result, you have refined a bunch of waste, you know, today, the Taoist ancestor is in the world, the supreme has an order, and the Taoist has to be a man with his tail between his legs......

What use do you say you wastes in the name of Nether Guards, what use do you have besides experimenting, relying on you to guard the Great Snow Mountain? Relying on you to guard the Dao Palace? Is it an insult to me? I created the Phantom Guard with the Six Methods, and I can't stop killing by killing, so what's the use of you waiting? How do you deserve the title of Phantom?"

"The lord is angry, and his subordinates know their mistakes!"

The leader of the shadows, their faces are full of shame, they are slack, they are more angry, they enjoy the comfort that does not belong to them, they are greedy for life and afraid of death, the ghost guards are not human beings, they are the ghosts who harvest life, they have no ego, no emotions, they are a group of ghosts dancing on the line of death, not afraid of life and death, only for killing.

"The Lord Rests His Wrath ......"

Beneath the black veil, with fearful eyes, the many Nether Guards were already faceless, curled up and touching the ground with their heads, and they were extremely humble in front of him.

Cang, Bai, Roy, Jin Ming, Wutian, and the mantra sitting on the ground, the little shadow hidden behind the dragon ball, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, the Northern Shadow Shadow killed ruthlessly, their power is known to everyone in the world, but at this moment they were scolded as dogs, it is not unreasonable to think about it, the sky became too fast, and the Shadow Guard not only did not catch up, but fell behind, far behind......

Not only the Shadow Guard, but also the entire Northern Netherworld Dao Palace, the four elders of the year can still handle it, and now in the Great Snow Mountain, except for Ning Ze and Liufa, no one can take charge alone, and the entire Dao Palace is a third-rate force, not even comparable to Mortal City.

This kind of Dao Palace is very deformed, there are Dao Ancestor masters, there are low-level disciples, but there is no supreme-level combat power, but this can't be blamed on any disciple, this is the problem of the Dao Palace itself.

The Northern Netherworld Dao Palace is too young, the foundation is thin, the foundation is shallow, in addition to the lack of accumulation, there is no effective sect system and qualified teacher teaching, plus it occupies the first place in the world, all the disciples are inevitably complacent, but their strength is completely unworthy of their name, just like the mantra that has never killed anyone holds a famous sword, and is not worthy of ......

Liufa smiled lightly, walked out of the cold house, he crossed the shadow guard and said lightly: "Calm the anger? I will, but not now, 'the world is white, only I am black', there is no waste in the six laws, come to the Dao Palace tonight to find me......"

Everyone looked at the black back, watched him disappear behind two pitch-black doors in one step, they watched the Dao Palace close, and returned to dead silence, such a Dao Palace, such a silence, exuding a devouring glow and an aura of fear, the Dao Palace seemed to have not changed, but it seemed to have changed, becoming a demon palace, which was terrifying.

Everyone shivered, cold, cold!

Many Shadow Guards got up in despair, their eyes were blank, their feet were floating, they knew what they were going to face, entering the Dao Palace, the test of life and death, get through, they would once again become the Shadow Guards who satisfied the Lord, they couldn't get through, they didn't dare to think that it would be more terrible than death.

"Abba, am I a waste?" The white robe was not dirty, but the mantra at the moment looked so depressed, his face was pale, his eyes were blank, he looked at the white robe in the humble house with some fear, he was afraid of seeing disappointment and even disgust in his eyes.

Ning Ze opened his eyes, he smiled very lightly, but it was very true, he was indeed smiling, smiling like a spring breeze, everyone's cold hearts were warmed, but the smile of an ice and snow Dao Ancestor made everyone feel warm, very peculiar, maybe the person just now was too chilling.

"Father?" mantra called again, his voice still fragile.

Ning Ze smiled and said: "Yan'er, you are a genius, no one can deny it!"

"What!?" Everyone including the mantra was shocked, how could the evaluation be so different, although the six laws didn't say it explicitly just now, but who couldn't hear what he meant, he almost pointed at the mantra's nose and scolded the waste, and now the old palace master praised his son like this, what happened to these two?

Ning Ze looked at his son and said proudly: "You enlightened literacy at the age of four, read the scriptures at the age of six, discussed classics at the age of eight, practiced martial arts at the age of nine, opened the Purple Mansion at the age of ten, and took charge of the Dao Palace at the age of eleven......

Everyone came back to their senses from the image of the mantra failure just now, they looked at the young man in front of them in disbelief, Roy and Jin Ming They were stunned, both civil and military, and he was in charge of the first palace in the world alone when he was a minor, Mr. is right, no matter who his achievements are placed in front of, no one will deny the fact that he is a genius.

"But I lost, I can't even take a single move from my junior brother, isn't it waste?" exclaimed excitedly with red eyes.

"Isn't it strange that you can't take Roy's move?" Ning Ze asked with a smile.

"We are the same age, the cultivation is the same, he is barehanded, I have a weapon in my hand, but I am defeated, doesn't this explain the problem?"

Ning Ze shook his head slightly, he looked at his son with some distress, and said with some self-reproach: "Yan'er, although you are my son, I have not fulfilled my father's responsibilities, not only that, but you have also borne too much because of this, the Northern Hades Dao Palace, the first in the world, it sounds good, except for a set of 'Zezi Five Laws' that everyone in the world will teach you for your father?"

In addition to a room of books, I have not passed on any of your martial arts and Taoism, but let you be frightened at a young age, I put the burden of the Dao Palace on your shoulders, for so many years, I and the Six Laws have not been there, you not only have to deal with the secular affairs of the Dao Palace, participate in disputes with many forces in the world, but also practice literature and martial arts, and take care of your grandmother......

There is no harder child in the world than you, these should have been the responsibility of the father, you did it without regrets, did it for me, in fact, except for the false name and endless troubles, the father didn't give you anything, but you did a good job, the entire Dao Palace has been running in your hands for more than 20 years, your literary cultivation has entered everyone, and you have practiced qi into the title, these are all obtained by your own efforts, and even harder......"

"Abba......" Mantra suddenly burst into tears and cried, he cried very sadly and aggrieved.

Ning Ze didn't say anything but looked at him quietly, looking at the tears, he himself was also very sad, his own son, there is a father like this, and a mother like that, this child was born to suffer, and he owes him too much.

The white deer silently walked to the mantra and gently touched the mantra with its antlers, telling him not to be sad, he was the child it watched grow up, and it was always with him.

Cang, gently patted Manyan's shoulder, he has always been his younger brother, a very brave brother, Xiaoying crawled on the Dragon Ball and cried, sad with Manyan, crying together.

The two big men and Wutian lowered their heads, with admiration and faint sympathy in their hearts.

Ning Ze smiled lightly, and then asked, "Do you know why you lost so badly?"

Mantra shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Because you haven't seen blood, you haven't killed anyone, and you lack actual combat experience, you can only be regarded as a qi practitioner now, not a martial artist, your martial arts can only be seen and not used, the world's masters are all killed, not meditated, do you know how many demon beasts your junior brother killed, one a day, he killed for four years, do you know how many creatures you killed for your father?"

Zhen Yan shook his head, and everyone looked at Ning Ze.

"Countless, I slaughtered hundreds of millions of people before I was twenty years old, and hundreds of millions of sentient beings have created the reputation and majesty of my father, this is a cruel era, I and the Six Laws have been killing in order to survive, and we have been killing, killing Jiao, slaughtering dragons, power, Daozun, and Supreme, if you don't kill, people will kill you, there is no choice, so this Dao Ancestor is killed, not cultivated. ”

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier? Tell me earlier that my cultivation method was wrong, and I wouldn't be like that?"

Ning Ze smiled bitterly and said, "If I had told you earlier, would you have gone down the mountain, would you have gone hunting alone, would you have gone on an adventure?"

"Of course, I will definitely try to become a stronger and more qualified martial artist. ”

"This is exactly what I'm most worried about, martial arts are difficult and dangerous, if you don't do well, you will die, being a qi practitioner is more suitable for you, staying in the snowy mountain, it's safer, I'm not by your side, how can I rest assured that I can run around, just practice literature and qi, martial arts are not important to you." ”

"Why?"

"Because you are not a descendant of the martial arts of your father. ”