Chapter 1462
How mysterious is Yinsha hall?
This is a very terrible force. I don't know how many years it has existed. It seems that this force hidden in the dark has existed for a long time before the formation of the nine nation pattern.
The nine countries have worked together to suppress the hidden killing hall for many times, but after each suppression, the hidden killing hall will grow again like stubborn weeds.
Up to now, it is a secret how huge the hidden killing hall is and how many killers exist. Even the king of the west moon, who colludes with the hidden killing hall, knows a little about the hidden killing hall.
Xiyue heavenly king is also very clear that his cooperation with Yinsha hall is undoubtedly seeking skin from the tiger, but he has been on this thief ship, and it is difficult to come down again.
The king of the west moon once tentatively wanted to ask about the leader of the Yinsha hall, but no matter who talked with the leader of the Yinsha hall, as long as it was involved in this aspect, he either knew nothing or kept his mouth shut, and did not disclose any valuable information to the king of the west moon at all.
The four killers of Yinsha hall are well-known. Martial artists all talk about this, and no one dares to talk about the four killers too much.
But even the four killers, wind, thunder, water and fire, are not the highest ranking people in the hidden killing hall.
Wind, thunder, water and fire are just the killers who kill the most. On top of them, there are more and more mysterious masters of Yinsha hall.
For example, the master of the four killers, who is called the existence of green shirts by some older strong men, is a very terrible strong man in Yinsha hall.
The skills of the four killers are all taught by the green shirts, but the green shirts themselves do very little. The latest one was more than a thousand years ago.
In addition to the green shirts, there are many mysterious strongmen in Yinsha hall, and the leader of Yinsha hall, who really holds this terrible mysterious organization in his hand, has never been seen from beginning to end.
Even if all parties of the nine countries carried out many suppression and killing, they did not dig out the mysterious Lord.
Some people doubt whether the leader of Yinsha hall really exists?
Or, the so-called hall leader has actually been exposed, but has not been known.
In order to track down the mysterious leader of the hidden killing hall, many forces in the nine countries have made efforts, whether sending people into the hidden killing hall or torturing those captured killers of the hidden killing hall, but after all kinds of means have been used, there is still no gain.
The most unimaginable thing is that even the people in Yinsha hall don't know who the so-called hall leader is.
At present, the powerful people who are still active in the Yinsha hall are nothing more than the first-class masters of the green shirts.
The leader of Yinsha hall seems to be a mystery that can never be solved.
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A thatched cottage, built between the countryside.
The hut is very simple. It seems that as long as there is a strong wind, the hut will be overturned at once.
Continuous corn is planted in the field, and it is growing well. It can be seen that the corn growers are paying attention to it.
Under the hut, there was a shabby reclining chair. A dark old man like an old farmer was lying on the bamboo chair, leisurely drinking coarse tea and humming an indistinct rural tune.
The old man has a lot of characteristics. In fact, he is ugly.
Of course, it's not difficult to see that he can't see it at all. The black and thin old man's teeth are very good. They look old. His teeth are white and neat, and none of them are missing or yellow.
Maybe it's because the old farmer is too dark, so the two rows of teeth in his mouth look particularly white when he grins.
The dark old farmer squinted and opened one eye, looked at the sky above, and cursed.
"There is strong wind and heavy rain again, and the bracts of my land are going to suffer." The old farmer's face was sad, and he gulped a few mouthfuls of tea, which seemed to make his mouth dry.
"Old blackhead, lying asleep again?" A nearby farmer walked by and greeted the black skinned old farmer with a smile.
The black and thin old farmer waved his hand, "get busy."
Several farmers were walking with farm tools on their shoulders. Suddenly, an elegant man in a green shirt and a folding fan came face to face.
Farmers who don't know a few words and haven't seen much of the world hurriedly let the road open for fear of bumping into this childe who looks like a big family in the city.
The green shirt scribe appeared very gentle and modest, nodding to the farmers who made way. Several farmers were at a loss by his nod, and they didn't know how to return the salute, so they could only walk past with a dry smile on their face.
The black and thin old farmer under the hut glanced at the green shirt scribe, and muttered something ugly and dirty in his mouth.
"Be all right." The green shirt scribe walked under the hut and said as he took a small stool out of the house and sat down.
"It must be bad to see you. My land is still confiscated. Don't bother me if you have anything." The black and thin old man slanted his eyes and said unhappily.
The green shirt scribe didn't care, smiled: "it's not too late to collect it when things are done. You're such a good bract that nothing will go wrong."
"Fart!" The black and thin old farmer suddenly turned over and sat up, staring at the green shirt scribe with a pair of eyes.
"Last time I went out to do business, I came back to see Baogu in the field. I didn't know which wild boy had ruined it. It was all over the ground. I was so angry that I almost didn't tear down the house." The black and thin old farmer said angrily.
The scholar in green shirt smiled bitterly, "but it's just some corn. You've been planting this for many years, and haven't planted enough?"
Hearing this, the black and thin old farmer poured a mouthful of tea into his mouth, and then said, "I don't have enough seed. It's estimated that on the day of my death, I'll still miss my land. If I really die, this land will become more human, and I don't know whether others will continue to plant the corn. If I continue to plant the corn, I can die at ease."
The scholar in green shirt nodded, looked at the growing corn and said, "if it's not necessary, I won't come to you."
"Come on, what do you want me to do?" The black and thin old farmer looked helpless.
With a wave of his hand, the green shirt scribe threw a picture roll to the black and thin old farmer.
The old farmer took the scroll and opened it with a hula.
At first glance, there was a woman in red, even her hair was as bright as blood, and she wore a kylin mask. She was graceful and graceful. Even if it was covered by a mask, she was also like several people in the painting.
Unfortunately, the old farmer was a rude man who didn't understand appreciation. He stared at it for a while and then asked, "what are you doing?"
"The person in the picture is the Lord of the heaven swallowing hall, which is the biggest goal of our Yinsha hall at present." The green shirt scribe said.
"Swallow heaven hall? What? Haven't heard of it." The old farmer curled his lips, put the scroll away and threw it to the green shirt scribe.
"It's no small matter. I have to contact other people besides you." The scholar in green shirt picked up the scroll and turned away.
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In the Holy tree, Fang Lin's body has condensed more than half, and there is also a dragon shadow on the real dragon demon bone, which often wraps around Fang Lin.
Although Fang Lin's body has not been completely formed, it is also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. It doesn't take long for his body to be perfect.
PS: Fourth, it will continue tomorrow. It will be limited and exempted on the 21st. It will break out on the 22nd. It's a little hurried. It's time to save the manuscript. The breaking out is not only the amount of updates, but also the plot is almost to the breaking point
This is a very terrible force. I don't know how many years it has existed. It seems that this force hidden in the dark has existed for a long time before the formation of the nine nation pattern.
The nine countries have worked together to suppress the hidden killing hall for many times, but after each suppression, the hidden killing hall will grow again like stubborn weeds.
Up to now, it is a secret how huge the hidden killing hall is and how many killers exist. Even the king of the west moon, who colludes with the hidden killing hall, knows a little about the hidden killing hall.
Xiyue heavenly king is also very clear that his cooperation with Yinsha hall is undoubtedly seeking skin from the tiger, but he has been on this thief ship, and it is difficult to come down again.
The king of the west moon once tentatively wanted to ask about the leader of the Yinsha hall, but no matter who talked with the leader of the Yinsha hall, as long as it was involved in this aspect, he either knew nothing or kept his mouth shut, and did not disclose any valuable information to the king of the west moon at all.
The four killers of Yinsha hall are well-known. Martial artists all talk about this, and no one dares to talk about the four killers too much.
But even the four killers, wind, thunder, water and fire, are not the highest ranking people in the hidden killing hall.
Wind, thunder, water and fire are just the killers who kill the most. On top of them, there are more and more mysterious masters of Yinsha hall.
For example, the master of the four killers, who is called the existence of green shirts by some older strong men, is a very terrible strong man in Yinsha hall.
The skills of the four killers are all taught by the green shirts, but the green shirts themselves do very little. The latest one was more than a thousand years ago.
In addition to the green shirts, there are many mysterious strongmen in Yinsha hall, and the leader of Yinsha hall, who really holds this terrible mysterious organization in his hand, has never been seen from beginning to end.
Even if all parties of the nine countries carried out many suppression and killing, they did not dig out the mysterious Lord.
Some people doubt whether the leader of Yinsha hall really exists?
Or, the so-called hall leader has actually been exposed, but has not been known.
In order to track down the mysterious leader of the hidden killing hall, many forces in the nine countries have made efforts, whether sending people into the hidden killing hall or torturing those captured killers of the hidden killing hall, but after all kinds of means have been used, there is still no gain.
The most unimaginable thing is that even the people in Yinsha hall don't know who the so-called hall leader is.
At present, the powerful people who are still active in the Yinsha hall are nothing more than the first-class masters of the green shirts.
The leader of Yinsha hall seems to be a mystery that can never be solved.
····
A thatched cottage, built between the countryside.
The hut is very simple. It seems that as long as there is a strong wind, the hut will be overturned at once.
Continuous corn is planted in the field, and it is growing well. It can be seen that the corn growers are paying attention to it.
Under the hut, there was a shabby reclining chair. A dark old man like an old farmer was lying on the bamboo chair, leisurely drinking coarse tea and humming an indistinct rural tune.
The old man has a lot of characteristics. In fact, he is ugly.
Of course, it's not difficult to see that he can't see it at all. The black and thin old man's teeth are very good. They look old. His teeth are white and neat, and none of them are missing or yellow.
Maybe it's because the old farmer is too dark, so the two rows of teeth in his mouth look particularly white when he grins.
The dark old farmer squinted and opened one eye, looked at the sky above, and cursed.
"There is strong wind and heavy rain again, and the bracts of my land are going to suffer." The old farmer's face was sad, and he gulped a few mouthfuls of tea, which seemed to make his mouth dry.
"Old blackhead, lying asleep again?" A nearby farmer walked by and greeted the black skinned old farmer with a smile.
The black and thin old farmer waved his hand, "get busy."
Several farmers were walking with farm tools on their shoulders. Suddenly, an elegant man in a green shirt and a folding fan came face to face.
Farmers who don't know a few words and haven't seen much of the world hurriedly let the road open for fear of bumping into this childe who looks like a big family in the city.
The green shirt scribe appeared very gentle and modest, nodding to the farmers who made way. Several farmers were at a loss by his nod, and they didn't know how to return the salute, so they could only walk past with a dry smile on their face.
The black and thin old farmer under the hut glanced at the green shirt scribe, and muttered something ugly and dirty in his mouth.
"Be all right." The green shirt scribe walked under the hut and said as he took a small stool out of the house and sat down.
"It must be bad to see you. My land is still confiscated. Don't bother me if you have anything." The black and thin old man slanted his eyes and said unhappily.
The green shirt scribe didn't care, smiled: "it's not too late to collect it when things are done. You're such a good bract that nothing will go wrong."
"Fart!" The black and thin old farmer suddenly turned over and sat up, staring at the green shirt scribe with a pair of eyes.
"Last time I went out to do business, I came back to see Baogu in the field. I didn't know which wild boy had ruined it. It was all over the ground. I was so angry that I almost didn't tear down the house." The black and thin old farmer said angrily.
The scholar in green shirt smiled bitterly, "but it's just some corn. You've been planting this for many years, and haven't planted enough?"
Hearing this, the black and thin old farmer poured a mouthful of tea into his mouth, and then said, "I don't have enough seed. It's estimated that on the day of my death, I'll still miss my land. If I really die, this land will become more human, and I don't know whether others will continue to plant the corn. If I continue to plant the corn, I can die at ease."
The scholar in green shirt nodded, looked at the growing corn and said, "if it's not necessary, I won't come to you."
"Come on, what do you want me to do?" The black and thin old farmer looked helpless.
With a wave of his hand, the green shirt scribe threw a picture roll to the black and thin old farmer.
The old farmer took the scroll and opened it with a hula.
At first glance, there was a woman in red, even her hair was as bright as blood, and she wore a kylin mask. She was graceful and graceful. Even if it was covered by a mask, she was also like several people in the painting.
Unfortunately, the old farmer was a rude man who didn't understand appreciation. He stared at it for a while and then asked, "what are you doing?"
"The person in the picture is the Lord of the heaven swallowing hall, which is the biggest goal of our Yinsha hall at present." The green shirt scribe said.
"Swallow heaven hall? What? Haven't heard of it." The old farmer curled his lips, put the scroll away and threw it to the green shirt scribe.
"It's no small matter. I have to contact other people besides you." The scholar in green shirt picked up the scroll and turned away.
·····
In the Holy tree, Fang Lin's body has condensed more than half, and there is also a dragon shadow on the real dragon demon bone, which often wraps around Fang Lin.
Although Fang Lin's body has not been completely formed, it is also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. It doesn't take long for his body to be perfect.
PS: Fourth, it will continue tomorrow. It will be limited and exempted on the 21st. It will break out on the 22nd. It's a little hurried. It's time to save the manuscript. The breaking out is not only the amount of updates, but also the plot is almost to the breaking point