Chapter 1566 Robber
The two great successors of Jishendao were fighting fiercely.

Fighting because of one's own grudges.

Fight for your own future.

The Bone Dao's talent for bone loosening is extremely good, even exceeding his master's expectations. He has cultivated the Bone Dao's so-called most useless secret method [Dissolving Blood in Bones], which gives him an absolute advantage in the battle with Blood Dao's successor Xuehe.

According to the rules of Jishendao, it should be Gusong who wins now and seizes everything from Xuehe, allowing him to contribute to his journey to becoming stronger.

but,

Xuehe has a good dad!
Even though Xuehe's strength was obviously inferior to Gusong's, he could still rely on the advantage of the secret treasure to fight with Gusong, and the battle was evenly matched.

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There are layers of green mountains, thousands of low hills, and outside the mountains, on the plains, there are crisscrossing fields and an uninhabited village hidden in the woods.

Walking into the village,

quiet!
This is the first feeling!

Then there was no one around and the whole village was dead silent.

There were no children playing, no dogs barking or cicadas chirping, no smoke from cooking, only an eerie and creepy silence.

"We have been walking in this village for such a long time, but we haven't seen a single person. And judging from the age of the houses, this is definitely not an abandoned village."

A group of people walked into the village, led by a middle-aged man wearing a black and white yin-yang Taoist robe. He had a serious face and exuded an indescribable sense of majesty.

Behind them stood a group of Taoists wearing black hats and yellow robes.

Among this group of Taoists was a young man with loose medium-length hair. He was wearing a white robe and walking among them gave people a sense of peace.

"hehe!!!"

"Mr. Tong! Your guess is correct. This place is indeed not a deserted village." A Taoist priest with a mustache stopped and picked up a wood-chopping axe on the ground.

"Not only is it not an abandoned village, this place should have been a large village with a large population an hour ago."

The young man in white clothes and long hair was Tong Zhan, the second oldest of the three brothers in the Tong family.

"An hour ago? Were they going to the collective market?" Tong Zhan made a random guess after hearing this.

The Taoist with a mustache shook his head and said, "No!"

"They are not going to the market, and they are all dead."

"He was killed by a demon from Jishendao an hour ago."

Tong Zhan's face changed instantly, and he still said with some reluctance to believe: "No way! And even if he was killed, it's impossible for him to be killed cleanly!"

"It's fine that there's no body. There's no trace of blood, let alone any signs of a struggle."

"Master! Maybe you guessed wrong."

The Taoist with a mustache sighed: "No!"

"We call the people of Jishendao monsters, but they are not crazy."

"It's not strange to do something that has no benefit once or twice, but few people can persist in doing it."

"The Jishendao's skills are special. They can kill living beings and take their essence, energy and blood for their own use."

Tong Zhan's heart trembled: "You mean, the people in this village were taken away by the evil spirits of Jishendao to practice martial arts..."

The words of the Taoist monk with a mustache had a great impact on Tong Zhan's worldview. This conflicted with the education he had received since childhood. It was the first time he had encountered such a thing. "Master Tong!"

"Now you realize how lucky you are!"

"If we weren't the first group of people you met, you and your people would have suffered the consequences."

Tong Zhan and the Taoist with a mustache walked to a luxurious and spacious house in the village while talking. Although it was still a thatched house, it was better than having no shelter at all.

After entering the house, the middle-aged man in the black and white yin-yang Taoist robe sat down on the wooden chair at the top of the lobby without any politeness.

Then the other Taoist priests in yellow robes searched around the room and took out several stools, placing them on the left and right sides of the Taoist priest in black and white robes.

The Taoist in black and white robe looked at everyone, nodded with satisfaction, then took out a mirror from his arms and recited a spell quickly. Then the mirror cast a strong light, projecting images like a projector, but the projector projects on objects, while his mirror projects into the void.

"The Blood Path and the Bone Path actually started fighting so quickly."

"You really can't keep your cool!" said the Taoist with a moustache.

The Taoist with slightly graying hair said in a serious tone, "The successor of this generation of Bone Dao is extremely talented. He has actually mastered the secret method of [Dissolving Blood into Bone] that no one has practiced for a thousand years. If we allow him to grow up, our trial this time will be dangerous."

"What is [Hemolysis and Bone]? Why do you care so much about it?" Tong Zhan said with a confused look on his face.

After hearing Tong Zhan's question, someone immediately began to teach Tong Zhan common sense. At this time, the black and white Taoist sitting in the main seat changed his expression: "People from the Heavenly Demon Sect are here too."

"Tianmo Sect?"

In an instant, the children and the Taoist priest who were spreading common sense were startled when they heard this and turned to look at the image projected by the mirror.

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The place where the Blood River and the Bone Pine fought.

Gusong's strength is indeed stronger than Xuehe's. He has excellent talent. While he has mastered the tricky secret method of [Merging Blood and Bones], his realm has not fallen behind.

but,

He still wasn't talented enough.

His talent is not so good that he can ignore everything.

His talent and hard work were ultimately no match for him, and Xuehe had a good father.

A white jade bone of the folding fan in Xuehe's hand shattered, releasing an extremely powerful force.

This force was completely unreasonable. It directly destroyed all of Gusong's attacks and resistances with ease, and then a restriction appeared on his body.

"Hahaha!! Gusong! You are indeed talented! But now you are mine."

Xuehe walked towards Gusong with a proud look on his face. He wanted to accept the fruits of victory. The martial arts they practiced were special. From the moment they started practicing, the three of them became each other's cauldrons. Whoever won would get everything from the other.

But just when his palm was about to touch the bone pine, the sound of rolling wheels was heard in the sky. Xuehe immediately turned around and saw a bronze chariot ignoring gravity and speeding through the void as if it were a road.

The barrier that Gusong had set up earlier, which was a prison on the ground, was directly smashed into pieces by the chariot, which charged forward violently.

"Hahaha!!!!"

"I can't miss the perfect body created by Jishendao." A man's voice sounded in the chariot.

Xuehe was stunned for a moment, then his face immediately changed: "As expected of those bandits from the Heavenly Demon Sect."

(End of this chapter)