Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 827 I'm 115, you can touch me and I'll lie down.

"Shou Gongsha!?"

Zhang Chulan was very familiar with this thing; it had been on his body for the past twenty years, and he could see it whenever he looked down.

This is also the root of Zhang Lingyu's jealousy of him, and his jealousy of Zhang Lingyu.

It wasn't until the bonfire party that night, when He Songling reached out and lifted the restriction, that he was finally freed from his predicament and ready to make his mark. However, just a few days later, he was suppressed by the restriction again.

Moreover, this time the confinement cage was exceptionally large, even trapping his entire body within it. Zhang Chulan felt like he had been paralyzed before, limp and powerless, completely devoid of feeling, as if he were paralyzed from the waist down, unable to move an inch except for his thoughts.

"Wow!"

The crowd in the stands gasped in unison.

Those who actually saw Zhang Chulan's virginity mark were only a few people who attended the banquet that night; most others didn't see it. And even those few people only studied the runes on that small lump of meat by the campfire at night.

Even though Canglong and the others filmed the video, they still felt it wasn't enough.

This is going to be a feast for the eyes.

Each rune was about twenty centimeters long, forming a large net with a surface area of ​​more than ten square meters, trapping Zhang Chulan like a fish.

Each rune shone brightly.

"How do you know how to make this thing!" Zhang Chulan was somewhat unwilling.

In truth, he had already judged in his heart that he was most likely no match for Ling Songhe. However, being defeated by his own chastity mark restriction was still too disheartening.

Of course, he didn't know that this was the result of He Songling's deliberate choice.

"You'll understand after watching it once, is it that difficult?" He Songling pointed in the air, and the same runes that were pressing down on Zhang Chulan appeared at his fingertips with the flow of Qi.

"And don't be too sad. This thing was originally taken from you, and now I'm just giving it back to you. How is it? Can you still move it?"

I can move six!

If he had even the slightest way to resist the restriction left to him by his grandfather, he wouldn't still be a junior chef.
"I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

Zhang Chulan lay on the ground, calling out weakly.

Zhang Chulan concedes defeat, Ling Songhe wins!

Actually, this result is quite good for the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion. This person surnamed Ling is suspected to be a student of Trinity University and an external employee of the Lu family. He can't possibly come here to inherit the position of Celestial Master, right? He must be here for Lu Jin's Tongtian Talisman.

This avoids the tragedy of "a great celestial master who doesn't know his place," and the celestial master can be chosen from among his own fellow disciples, which can be described as...

"When will the ceremony be held? I want to become the Heavenly Master. I need to become one now. I can't wait any longer!"

???

Everyone except for a few old men who recognized him was dumbfounded as they watched He Songling shouting below.

No, man.

Celestial Master!
Zhang Tianshi of the Celestial Master's Mansion, leader of the Zhengyi Sect, how dare you lick your boots and want to become him now? Are you even surnamed Zhang?
“I can change it,” He Songling said, shrugging. “What’s your surname anyway?”

walk slowly.

Everyone nodded, and many gave a thumbs up.

This bastard is truly fearless. He dares to say such things? Isn't he afraid the Celestial Master's Mansion will swarm and devour him? Does he really think Zhang Tianshi's thunder magic is a joke? Zhang Zhiwei has always said that his title of "Peerless Master" is just an empty name, and you actually believe it? What he means by "empty name" is that whether or not he has the title of "Peerless Master," he is invincible. Do you think the old Celestial Master's title is undeserved?

"Zhang Zhiwei, hurry up, now, pass on the initiation to me, I can't wait any longer!" He Songling was still shouting, and some of the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain couldn't help but want to curse.

But they didn't know what to say, since the winner of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony would be granted the qualification of Celestial Master, a promise personally made by their leader of the Zhengyi sect, Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, and Zhang Zhiwei, a peerless figure in the world of extraordinary people.

"Old... Ling Songhe, so this is what you meant by spreading the Celestial Master's Code?"

Zhang Zhiwei, accompanied by several bigwigs, arrived in the center of the room, his small, slit eyes fixed intently on He Songling.

Zhang Zhiwei seems to have figured things out now. Yes, as long as he passes on the Heavenly Master's Decree to his grandson He Songling, who claims to be even higher than Zhang Daoling now, the Heavenly Master's Decree will naturally have no restrictive or binding effect on him.

As for the matter of his own death from transmitting the Heavenly Master's teachings, as long as He Songling gets involved, he has plenty of ways to sever the entanglement between the Heavenly Master's teachings and his own life, ensuring that he can detach the Heavenly Master's teachings from the Heavenly Master's teachings unharmed.

But can he do that?
Dreaming.

If the Celestial Master's Ordination is given to this guy, then the Zhengyi lineage and Celestial Master's Ordination Certificates that have lasted for nearly two thousand years are truly destroyed.

No, it would be better to just destroy it.

If it's really destroyed, then it's gone. But if it falls into this guy's hands, who knows what kind of completely unrecognizable form he can change it into, and then forcibly stuff it back into the brains of the people in the Celestial Master's Mansion?
"That's right, Zhang Daoling is nothing, just a mere Celestial Master, not worth mentioning." He Songling was almost going crazy. The group of people from the Celestial Master's Mansion wanted to beat up Zhang Lingyu for him that day, and now many of them couldn't hold back and started cursing.

"Go to hell... you surnamed Ling, what kind of thing are you to dare insult my Celestial Masters lineage?"

"Ling Songhe, get down the mountain!"

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand, stopping his disciples and followers from cursing, "I can't give you the Heavenly Master's Degree."

"Old Zhang, the Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion, treats your words like farts and sits back on your own after taking a dump. Think carefully about how much damage this will do to the reputation of the Celestial Master and the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

He Songling said with a grin, "Isn't that just as good as you cheating for Zhang Chulan and making him number one?"

"I still won't give it to you." Zhang Zhiwei snorted. "Giving it to someone like you would truly ruin the reputation of the Heavenly Master's Mansion."

"Yes, Grand Tutor is right!"

"Master is right!"

Many Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain started jeering from behind.

"Then I'll have no choice but to take it by force." He Songling's words were a blatant threat.

"Try touching me!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei felt more confident. "I am the vice president of the National Taoist Association, the president of the Longhu Mountain Taoist Association, the leader of the Zhengyi Sect, and a member of the CPPCC. Let me tell you, I am 115 years old. If you touch me, I will lie down and you can just wait to die!"

???

Zhang Zhiwei was beaming with joy, but everyone around him was dumbfounded.

No, you, Master, a top expert in the world of supernatural beings, how can you speak so cowardly, threatening people with a staged accident? And you're still just a young kid.

Zhang Zhiwei had no idea what they were thinking. If he did, he would just smile and wave his hand. Why bother with that? What era are we living in, still fighting and killing?

I've lived this long, haven't I just been making it easier for young people to stage accidents for me?
"Shameless, aren't you? Hesitate." He Songling nodded, his figure flashed, and he grabbed Zhang Lingyu's throat with his other hand. "If you don't give it to me, I'll kill your disciple."

"Here, take it. I don't want it."

(End of this chapter)