The first thousand and fifty-two chapters are strange

The souls of these two monks of Sang Kingdom had been controlled by Zhen Yuanzi and became servants of Zhuo Bufan, loyal to Yu Zhuo Bufan from the depths of their souls.

"What is your name?"

The middle-aged male monk respectfully said: "My name is Bian Jichuan, a disciple of Yin-Yang Shenzong."

The young monk respectfully said: "My name is Zuo Mu."

Zhuo Bufan asked about it before he understood the reason.

Yin-Yang Shenzong is the only cultivation sect in Sang Kingdom. There are three schools of Kendo, Heqiu, and Shengong. It continuously sends potential elite disciples to Yin-Yang Loss Shenzong, similar to Quannan Wuguan for the selection of the four major martial arts schools. The model of the disciple.

"The only cultivation sect in the Sang country, the strength will not be bad, what is the strongest strength in the Yin-Yang Divine Sect?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a frown.

"I don't know, my identity is only the lowest-level inner disciple of the Yin-Yang Shenzong, and I don't have the authority to know more." Bian Suichuan replied respectfully.

"The secrecy work of the Yin-Yang Loss Shenzong is done very well, and even the inner disciples don't know the cultivation base of the strongest of the Yin-Yang Shenzong." Zhuo Bufan shook his head, slightly disappointed.

Immediately, I asked a few things again, and finally figured out the reason why the two returned to Sang Country.

Zuo Mu was a disciple of Bian Puichuan. The two returned to Sang Country this time, and they got the training quota in the spiritual vein realm, and they entered the spiritual vein to practice.

There is a senior in Bian Puichuan who has a small position in the Yin-Yang Absence Sect, who is just responsible for the assignment of this quota. Therefore, Bian Puichuan has two places to practice in the spiritual vein.

"Unexpectedly, we can find the place where Sang Guo's spiritual veins are located so quickly."

A dark flame condensed in Zhuo Bufan's palm and threw it on Zuo Mu's body, instantly burning the opponent and his soul into powder.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you are in charge of controlling Bian Su Chuan, I will pretend to be Zuo Mu, and first go to the Yin-Yang Absent Sect."

Zhuo Bufan ordered.

"Yes, the second master."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhen Yuanzi immediately turned into a black mist and plunged into Bian Pui Chuan's eyebrows. As for Bian Pui Chuan's soul, naturally it immediately dissipated and turned into powder.

Zhuo Bufan pinched a spell in his hand and transformed it into Zuo Mu's appearance.

"Yin-Yang Shenzong, Lingmai... No matter what, it must be successful." Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed with a dazzling light.

According to the information in Bian Pingchuan's mind, the people who led them will not arrive at Sakura tomorrow, Zhuo Bufan and Zhenyuanzi immediately turned into afterimages, first find a hotel to rest, and wait for tomorrow to go to the Yin-Yang Shenzong.

...

A tall skyscraper not far from the Sakura Tower stands among the row upon row of steel buildings.

The structure building with steel frame and glass surface reflects a layer of pale golden light on the surface under the shining of sunlight.

There is only one huge golden character on the east side of this building-sword.

The headquarters of Sangguo's national kendo school, the Kendo Building, is the holy place in the hearts of all kendo fighters. At the same time, there are two other huge buildings in Sakura, one named Aikido and the other named Shilido.

Among the three most powerful organizations, they train martial artists of different genres, and then undergo strict screening before they are qualified to enter the Yin-Yang-style Shenzong as an outer disciple.

In a quiet room on the top floor of the Kendo Building, sunlight shines through the huge glass floor-to-ceiling windows, spreading a layer of golden light.

An old man wearing martial arts uniforms with long straight silver hair knelt on the futon, and placed a sandalwood table in front of him. A white scent rose from the incense burner, and it was refreshing.

"President Guan Gu, you also know that every year our Kendo Martial Arts Center can report up to ten places, and each place is extremely precious..." the silver-haired old man said lightly, and stopped talking.

"Mr. Shanjiu’s words I understand that the number of people who choose Yin-Yang Shenzong every year is very small, but my son is talented and not bad. I think he should be qualified... As long as Mr. Shanjiu is willing to recommend my son, I will definitely I won’t let Mr. Shanjiu disappointed. I just recently got a thousand-year-old aura ginseng from the Languo auction. For the martial artist, these precious medicinal materials should have no small effect."

At the other end of the case, a middle-aged man in a black suit said in a low voice.

Shanjiu raised his brows slightly, and said with a smile on his face: "President Guan Gu, please rest assured that the son's qualifications are not bad. If I recommend him, he will definitely get a place."

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Shanjiu for his cultivation. In the future, Guan Gu will never forget Mr. Shanjiu's great kindness." Guan Gu got up, bent over ninety degrees, and whispered: "At night, I will send someone to Ginseng was delivered to Mr. Shanjiu's mansion."

After speaking, Guan Gu took a few steps back, then turned around and left the quiet room.

Ono Yamajiu, a kendo master in the imperial realm, is also one of the directors of the kendo martial arts headquarters. He has the right to recommend martial arts disciples to enter the Yin and Yang style Shenzong, which can be said to be a very oily difference.

Shortly after the valley left, there were rapid footsteps outside the corridor.

"master."

A rough and crazy voice appeared in the quiet room.

"Well, panicked, what happened?"

Da Ye Shan raised his head for a long time, frowned slightly, and said displeased.

What came in was a middle-aged man dressed as a moon and a samurai. He stepped into the quiet room and stood respectfully beside the old man. He bent down and said, "Master, something big happened."

"What's the big deal?" Ohye Shanjiu put down the tea cup in his hand and said lightly.

The Tsukidai head samurai in front of him was the one who had just witnessed Zhuo Bufan fighting with the two Sanguo monks Yoshihisa Yamamoto.

Yamamoto Yoshihisa told about what had just happened, and said: "I heard them say that they are members of the Yin-Yang Shenzong, but the young man is stronger, and the two can't help but run away. "

Ono Shanjiu's two eyebrows were tightly folded together, and the eyebrows were twisted into a "chuan" character, "Tell me what you see and hear, one by one, don't leave anything behind. "

"Yes, Master."

Yoshihisa Yamamoto said slowly, carefully explaining what he had seen and heard at the time.

"Weird, if that young man really has hatred with the two Sang country cultivators, he should not let them go. Besides, listening to what you say, the young man’s strength is much higher than the two cultivators, and it won’t be so easy. Just let them leave." Da Ye Shan murmured to himself, shaking his head and analyzing.

"There is something strange about this matter. I have to report it to the envoy of the Yin-Yang Divine Sect." A light flashed in Yamamoto's eyes.

"If you stay in the martial arts hall, I will go to the master of the hall and meet with the attendants of the forces. I will report this incident to him."

Da Ye Shan stood up for a long time, his figure flickered, leaving only an afterimage, and the person had disappeared in the quiet room.