Lingzhang

Chapter 346: Falling into the Dream Ruins
And just as Yue Hanzhang was observing all the strange and bizarre evil things that happened amid the clamor and bustle after the Qizhou Qianlong competition began.

Those who won through continuous slaughter opened the portal to the Mysterious Mansion and shed their bodies; those who were inferior in form and spirit, talent and ability, used the life and death between attacks and kills to change their bodies.

Similarly, there are people who are examining everything that belongs to Yue Hanzhang.

In another player's lounge.

A young man with a stern expression but also a scholarly air was sitting upright, occasionally looking at the fight between the sub-groups outside the floor-to-ceiling window, but more often, his eyes were fixed on the light screen that popped up from the mysterious black jade in front of him.

This is the most special one among many "rising stars", claiming to have fine-tuned the mediocre extraordinary path he had previously taken, giving it the foundation of a top extraordinary path.

Nanxu County, Luozhen Taoist Temple, Xiaomeng Ruins.

But now, the aura on his body has changed from being originally magnificent yet somewhat frivolous to being restrained and calm.

That is a characteristic that can only be manifested after the people in the sub-group have been "reborn" and gone through the process of shedding their skin like a cicada.

Xiao Mengxu had completed this step silently.

Besides inspiring people by improving the old path to the top, Xiao Mengxu also gave many fellow cultivators in the Luozhen Taoist Academy in Nanxu County the supreme opportunity to be reborn and improve their future prospects in the path.

The accumulation of fame, as well as the brewing and gathering of activated spirituality, are more, earlier, and more vigorous than those of other "similars".

He is no longer the same person he once was.

And it seemed that it was precisely because he had taken this step early that Xiao Mengxu did not show too much madness or agitated emotions.

He is gradually deepening his control over his form and spirit.

Therefore, with his extraordinary rationality, he keenly locked onto perhaps the biggest opponent and enemy of the "Xuanfu People" on this trip -

Yue Hanzhang!
At this moment, the suspended light screen was cut into two different interfaces, one large and one small.

On the smaller interface, a continuous loop is playing of all the video clips of Yue Hanzhang fighting on stage and taking action during the days of the regional elimination rounds.

This was because during those few days, no opponent had been able to withstand more than three palms from Yue Hanzhang.

The editing of the entire video slices became even more fierce, and victory was decided in just a few breaths.

Xiao Mengxu looked very serious as he stared at the slice on the small window.

Perhaps even Yue Hanzhang himself did not realize it.

In fact, throughout the entire regional elimination round, Yue Hanzhang displayed a fighting style that he had never shown before.

Very different.

It's very different from before.

Especially when the big screen on the other side was tracing back from the present to the past and playing all the video slices that could be found, the scenes of the previous bloody battles and ring fights were presented one after another.

In contrast to the two.

During the regional elimination round, Yue Hanzhang used the power of thunder and fireworks in a subtle way, and his attacks became increasingly subtle and demonic, which was clearly demonstrated.

"Isn't this the [Five Thunderbolts] and [Nine Dragons Prison] mentioned in the project bid published by Donghua Taoist Academy?"

"It's not just these two extraordinary Taoist techniques!"

"There is also a third type, which uses more subtle Taoist methods!"

"Nine Dragons Prison..."

While saying this, Xiao Mengxu was holding a page of printed documents in his hand. When he looked closely, he saw that it was the document submitted to the Education Department for regular public announcements of this Taoist project invested by Shang Shi and Yue Hanzhang of Donghua Taoist Temple.

Whispering so softly, Xiao Mengxu suddenly bent his fingers and lightly flicked the corner of the paper.

"This person's cultivation level has improved too quickly!"

It's really funny.

It is obvious that he is relying on the means of cicada shell. Whenever there is loss of life, he can directly enhance his own extraordinary power.

This thing that was opened was far more bloody and evil than Yue Hanzhang's mechanical mind.

But when it came to Xiao Mengxu's mouth, he used such judgment to evaluate Yue Hanzhang.

but.

If Yue Hanzhang is also regarded as a "normal person", then his increasingly rapid progress, with each stage more advanced and amazing than the previous one, would seem too "extraordinary".

Are there really such amazing geniuses in this world who can rely on their own foundation to achieve the level that only these strange and bizarre beings can achieve?

Only those who cheat can best understand how high the realm they are in now is and how difficult it is to reach it by ordinary means.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mengxu suddenly brushed his arm armor, and then he made a call request.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Xingqian's voice was heard from the other end of the call.

The charm in that voice was different and more profound than before, and the "majesty" and "dominance" contained in the voice were even deeper.

As if in silence, Luo Xingqian also completed his transformation ahead of schedule.

It seems that killing a few people is not a difficult task for the Luo family.

However, compared to Xiao Mengxu who had complete control over his surging emotions, the desire in Luo Xingqian's domineering voice was far more intense than before.

Even if you listen carefully, you can hear Luo Zhaolan's extremely suppressed and restrained breathing in the background of the call.

"what happened?"

"I want Yue Hanzhang's detailed information." When the words fell, there was a strange brief pause on the other end of the call.

Xiao Mengxu knew why there was such a pause.

They used the Cicada Shedding Method to return to the world from the Mysterious Mansion. Even though this method had many wonderful features and was good in many ways, it only had one thing -

In the way of "Ship of Theseus", it is true that he can occupy the magpie's nest seamlessly, but it also means that he himself completely inherited the structure and framework of the original hull.

What they shed was just a layer of cicada molt, which was their old appearance.

However, most of the memories, emotions, feelings and desires of the previous life have been inherited by this body.

The name Yue Hanzhang and the existence of this person became a "minefield" for Luo Xingqian's "previous incarnation", and thus became a sensitive taboo for this person.

After a brief silence, Luo Xingqian's voice sounded gloomy but somewhat restrained.

"Haven't I already given you Yue Hanzhang's detailed information?"

"I don't just want the video clips of the fight. I want more. A summary of all the recordable experiences of this person, no matter how big or small!"

Hearing this, Luo Xingqian uttered a mocking voice. Similarly, Luo Zhaolan's faint breathing sound became shorter and more frequent.

"Why, you are still not satisfied with your good identity as 'Xiao Mengxu' and want to become 'Yue Hanzhang'?"

Xiao Mengxu just said this very calmly.

"Don't tell me you didn't think about defeating this guy?"

silence.

There was another brief silence.

"Wait for me half an hour, and you'll get what you want—details!"

Immediately afterwards, Luo Xingqian hung up the call rudely.

But it was said to be half an hour, but in fact, more than ten minutes later, a new page of light screen, carrying densely packed pictures and texts, was reflected in Xiao Mengxu's eyes.

As the Luo family is still a state-level family with great background, compiling such information would mean that almost all of Yue Hanzhang's external recordable content would be presented in the information.

Xiao Mengxu slightly adjusted the order of the files.

Just like watching the slices of Yue Hanzhang's fight before, he began to watch Yue Hanzhang's detailed information from the present to the past, like "rewinding".

"He has never been involved in a bloody battle before, but somehow he has mastered a super-strong combat talent?"

"Regardless of body shape or style, it can fine-tune the skills of top-notch geniuses and evildoers, and customize the martial arts to become a martial arts sage ability?"

"You spent the entire summer vacation in the post-production department of Donghua Daoyuan? In front of the slaughterhouse assembly line... meditating and practicing?"

"During the Star Arena, he almost killed all the resurrected cultivators of the Holy Song Sect with his palm as if he could identify his targets?"

"Someone failed in performing the Nether Spring Ritual? The inferior version of the Holy Son's secret method of descending to the true self is actually unable to bring back the souls of the cultivators who perished at the hands of Yue Hanzhang?"

"On the day when Luo Zhaoqing tried to kill him on the street, Tian Shouli killed three top predator monsters in a laboratory?"

"In the dark side of Base City, he once worked temporarily in the Patrol Wind Division?"

"Hmm...let me look at the map..."

"What's around... a funeral home..."

"Thirty-three monks came back to life. During the turmoil, those who died in the dark side of the city were never brought back to life?"

"Before this, there has been a record of all the failures in performing the Nether Spring Ritual?"

"His path to rise has always been like this, directly or indirectly dealing with all kinds of matters related to life and death?"

"What about before his rise?"

"A document jointly recorded by the local Education Department and the Medical Bureau..."

"Nightmare?"

"Nightmare syndrome?!"

"A whole month of nightmare syndrome--!"

"Then on the day he 'recovered', the day he was arranged by Qin Linhui to practice martial arts at the school's martial arts hall... the night before, a martial artist in the dangerous building community where he lived was recorded dead..."

"Nightmare Syndrome—"

So often, I whispered to myself.

Perhaps it was because of the activated extraordinary power that connected his fellow practitioners in Xuanfu, or perhaps it was because of the unique way that these "Xuanfu people" themselves improved their cultivation and reshaped their foundation.

Looking at all the written records of Yue Hanzhang, Xiao Mengxu's perspective is completely different from that of any normal person.

But it is also such a unique perspective.

A thread that seemed to be there and not there, but so clear and logical, connected before Xiao Mengxu's eyes.

He kept murmuring over and over for a long while.

Xiao Mengxu suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Damn it! Damn it! Could this be one of our own who got away early?"

(End of this chapter)