Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 45: Trinity Sect He Songling Pays Homage
"Congratulations to Songling from the Trinity Sect for paying respect to the mountain!"

"Congratulations to Songling from the Trinity Sect for paying respect to the mountain!"

"Congratulations to Songling from the Trinity Sect for paying respect to the mountain!"

At the gate of Tang Sect, He Songling's voice kept repeating the same sentence. The huge sound was sent far away, and the sound spread throughout most of Tang Sect.

"Is He Songling going to stop?"

In the Tang Sect's lobby, a group of Tang Sect's main members were discussing matters. Tang Mingyi, who had met He Songling at the mountain gate, had the worst temper. She could already feel the veins on her forehead throbbing, and she was about to lose control of her bloodthirsty desire. "You're yelling here so early in the morning!"

"This guy is an animal, isn't he tired?" Gao Yingcai, the most miserable man in the Tang Sect, looked at Dong Chang and Xu Xin in front of him, "Are you sure he really said he came to 'visit' and not 'attack'?"

"Nonsense, if we were to attack, they would have come in long ago." Tang Mingyi waved his hands impatiently, licked his lips with his tongue, and smiled grimly: "Or let's go out and kill him."

"Hey, Uncle Master, Uncle Master!" Dong Chang and Xu Xin were so scared that they hurried over to stop him. "No, the head of the sect said that we can't act rashly. Another thing is that our sect rules say that we can't kill people without money."

"Bah!" Tang Mingyi spat angrily, "This bastard got away with it."

"Hearing him shout for such a long time, his voice and breath have not changed, it can be seen that his Qigong is profound. The Sanyi Sect is not easy to deal with." The bald strong man sitting next to Gao Yingcai spoke up, "I heard that this man once defeated Zhang Zhiwei. He should not be underestimated."

"Tsk. Li Ding, I think you were beaten stupid by Zhang Zhiwei back then, right?"

The young man, who was dressed in a suit and was so handsome that his style was obviously different from the others, sneered and said, "We were all young back then, how much could we have achieved? We have made different progress over the years, so can we still count the wins and losses based on the results of that year? Besides, does our Tang Sect rely on direct duels? There are many ways to kill him."

"Damn it, Yang Lie, do you want to try my black armor?" Li Ding stood up angrily.

As he was talking, footsteps were heard outside the door, and an old man with a white beard yawned and came in, "Hey, what happened? Was there an earthquake?"

"Hey!"

When everyone saw the newcomer, they all stood up and bowed, "Grandmaster/Granduncle Grandmaster!"

"Uncle Taishi, why are you here?" Gao Yingcai hurried forward to support the old man. He was one of the most senior members of the Tang Sect, the uncle of the current sect leader, Tang Shiying.

"This beast has even alarmed the Tang Tomb!" Tang Mingyi slammed the table, "I'm going to kill him right now!"

"Hey, it's nothing. Little girl, stop shouting and yelling." Tang Shiying stretched out his hand to stop Tang Mingyi. "What did the head of the sect say?"

"The head of the sect is discussing with the master..." Dong Chang, who had just returned from Tang Bingwen, said, "It seems that they are discussing how to cooperate with He Songling..."

"Still cooperating with this beast?" Tang Mingyi was indignant.

"That's enough, what are you shouting for!" Suddenly, an old and majestic voice sounded, and Tang Bingwen, the head of the Tang Sect, with his hair neatly combed behind his head, walked in and bowed to Tang Shiying: "Uncle Master."

"Well, A Bing, are you okay?" Tang Shiying asked.

"It's okay, just a little misunderstanding." Tang Bingwen shook his head and said, "You just need to take a rest." "Okay, if you need me, just call me." Tang Shiying strolled out again with his hands behind his back.

Watching Tang Shiying walk away, Tang Bingwen said, "Tang Mingyi, Dong Chang, you two go outside and invite He Songling in."

"Humph!" Tang Mingyi snorted coldly, "Then I have to treat him well."

"Uncle-master, this is not good..." Dong Chang asked nervously along the way.

"What do you know, little brat." Tang Mingyi snorted, "Isn't the sect leader's meaning obvious? Let me give this kid a try."

"No..." I'm afraid he'll beat you to death. Dong Chang really wanted to say this, but seeing Tang Mingyi's eyes filled with blood, he didn't dare to say it. Although he was afraid that his uncle would die at the hands of He Songling, he was more afraid that he would die at the hands of his uncle before him.

When they arrived at the door, they saw He Songling lying under the shade of a tree with a huge electric trumpet next to him. Behind the trumpet was a hand-cranked phonograph, which was playing a buzzing sound automatically without anyone noticing.

"Congratulations to Songling from the Trinity Sect for paying respect to the mountain!"

"This bastard!" Tang Mingyi's eyes almost bleed from anger. He thought He Songling was shouting at the door with his fleshy voice, and both sides suffered losses this morning. But it turned out that they were the ones who were tortured unilaterally inside, and this kid was not only lying there leisurely, but also holding a straw in his mouth, sucking the foreign soda next to him?

"He Songling, die!"

With a swish, Tang Mingyi pulled out the iron knife at his waist, roared, rushed towards He Songling and chopped him on the head.

"Clang!"

With a huge vibration, the iron knife chopped on a huge steel plate that was bigger and thicker than the door panel, splashing sparks.

"What is that?" Tang Mingyi was startled by the iron plate that appeared out of nowhere. He jumped ten meters away and stared at He Songling vigilantly.

I saw He Songling's hand raised up at some point, and a mark in his hand was emitting a faint blue light. This smooth large iron plate was being held in the air by him with the Eight Directions Upside Down.

"Oh, Tang Mingyi! Old acquaintance." He Songling drank the soda in one gulp and stood up. He had prepared this large iron plate in advance and engraved the Qi seal on it. He had five more of the same type of iron plates to guard against the Dan Devouring of the Tang Sect. He stretched out his hand from the side of the iron plate and waved: "See you again! Have you repaired the eagle last time?"

If there was any sign of a stalemate, he would directly summon an iron plate barrier and hide himself in it. Such a thick iron plate could block artillery shells, and Dan Shi would definitely not be able to penetrate. As long as there was a chance, he could use the escape technique to escape.

"I'll chop you to death!" That eagle was not easy to make. It had to be tamed first, and then transformed alive using the weapon refining method. It was impossible to make a second one in a short period of time. Hearing that He Songling dared to bring this up, Tang Mingyi flew into a rage, glaring with a pair of red eyes, and rushed up again with a knife in his hand.

The result is predictable. Such a thick iron plate can be called "airtight" with almost no manipulation and only slight movement. Tang Mingyi tried every trick he could, but he couldn't cut in even a little.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, the glass bottle on the ground flew up and hit Tang Mingyi's sword, so she couldn't cut it down.

"That's enough. If Sect Leader Tang wanted to kill me, he would never send just the two of you." He Songling patted her shoulder and said, "Lead the way."

(End of this chapter)