Lingzhang

Chapter 94: All Things and Phenomena

When traveling in the world, a very important good habit is to uproot the weeds.

This is what Yue Hanzhang learned from the various dramatic changes in so many film and television works and novels in his previous life.

Moreover, in this extraordinary world of Taoism, the boundary between life and death no longer seems to be so strict.

At least Yue Hanzhang himself had a very strange experience -

I once witnessed with my own eyes the flowing light from the Dao Sea condensing into a light gate in mid-air, and a bizarre fairy world emerged from the light gate.

Moreover, a purple-gold light suddenly rose from it, as if it was about to break into the world.

Later, the flowing light was captured by the mechanical mind, and through the changes of the purple gold mechanical seal, it was proved that the essence of the flowing light was the soul of a cultivator who mastered Taoism.

What if Yue Hanzhang wasn't there at the time? What if Yue Hanzhang didn't originally have a plug-in like the mechanical brain?

Perhaps it will be a rather mysterious and fantastic story of resurrection from the supernatural realm.

Yue Hanzhang had no idea what price he would have to pay for such means, or whether they were taboo behaviors.

But if there is anyone in this world who has the ability to do such a thing, it must be the huge families entrenched in various places who have access to such knowledge.

Therefore, when Xu Shicheng, a nobleman from an aristocratic family, his soul condensed into a ball of gilded thread in the virtual vision, and was then absorbed by the mechanical brain.

Even because of the increase in power, the ball of gilded thread was "dissolved" in the purple-gold light.

In the end, even that mysterious spirituality became a gilded seal on the suspended metal fragments.

In Yue Hanzhang's opinion, this talent was killed completely by him without any worries.

And at the same time.

In the dark corner at the far end of this seemingly deserted long and narrow alley.

In the deep darkness, the mist from the moonlight was still rising, wrapping Mrs. Wei's figure in the darkness.

She didn't know how long she had been standing there. She saw with her own eyes how Yue Hanzhang was filled with murderous intent, and how, after he had personally decided a person's life and death, his martial arts will was condensed and his dragon-like martial arts turned into a dragon.

After Xu Shicheng lay on the ground like a pool of rotten meat, Yue Hanzhang "watched" him silently for a short while, then suddenly breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, Yue Hanzhang began to relax.

Mrs. Wei could not understand Yue Hanzhang's mental journey at this moment.

But in her eyes, this was Yue Hanzhang's first psychological adaptation to the realm of life and death after he killed someone for the first time.

Then, Mrs. Wei looked at Yue Hanzhang and thought for a short while, then took out an unopened mysterious black jade and skillfully dialed the contact number of the suburban funeral home.

With a hoarse voice, he simply said a few words and then threw the brand new mysterious black jade to the ground, smashing it into jade chips.

Afterwards, Yue Hanzhang used the blade claw gloves to destroy all remaining external features of Xu Shicheng and took away all the fragments and traces of armor and night clothes.

Then he used the rubble and muddy soil nearby to contaminate all the exposed bloody wounds on Xu Shicheng again.

Finally, Yue Hanzhang hid himself in the corner of a narrow alley. In the darkness, he watched two staff members of the funeral home find this place. After looking at the scene in confusion, they looked bewildered.

Then, one of the staff members pointed suddenly at the obvious broken arm of the corpse. Immediately, the two looked around and showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

They really regarded the corpse as a young man who had been wandering in the dark side of the city, had his arms cut off by someone on the street, had an argument with someone, and was finally slaughtered.

This is something that happens almost every day among the countless evil people in the dark side of the city.

So, the two of them didn't think about anything else, spread out the body bag, put the corpse into it, and carried it back to the funeral home a few blocks away.

Soon, from afar, under the moonlight, Yue Hanzhang and Mrs. Wei saw that the funeral home, which had stopped smoking, suddenly started again, with black smoke billowing and drifting into the night.

Strong psychological quality and careful thinking.

In the moonlight and mist, Mrs. Wei watched everything that happened to Yue Hanzhang and nodded with great satisfaction.

Seeing Yue Hanzhang tidying up all the details at the scene, his figure turned around a few times again and completely disappeared in the narrow alley.

At the same place, Mrs. Wei seemed to have finished protecting Yue Hanzhang and turned around to leave.

In the moonlight mist that was gradually drifting outwards, suddenly, a burly and strong figure as big as a bear broke into the mist!
In an instant, just by seeing the silhouette of this figure, Madam Wei suddenly felt as if she was stressed. At the moment when her hair stood on end, a purple-gold light emerged from her brows, and it was about to extend into complex seal characters in an instant.

At the same time, there seemed to be a silver-gray flame as deep as the cold moon rising in Mrs. Wei's eyes.

At this moment of stress reaction, a voice rang out, causing Mrs. Wei to stop all reactions.

"You, the 'noble' monks of the Ten Thousand Laws, are so excited when we, the monks of the Elephants, get close to you. Why are you all jumping up and down in reaction?

When a monk of all elephants gets so close to you, no matter what magic you use, you will be beaten into a puddle of mud just by raising your hand.

It's been years since we last met. How come you've aged too?"

There was a mixture of sarcasm and veiled irony in his words.

But when she heard this, Mrs. Wei was not angry at all. Instead, she suddenly smiled.

The purple-gold Haoguang seal and the silver-grey moonlight flames disappeared in an instant.

"Brother Qin, among all the monks in Jichuan County, you are the only one who can get close to me! I will be on guard against everyone but you, brother!

I just didn't expect that after so many years, my senior brother would be so harsh and mean to his old friend. You have been hiding in Jichuan County, and the years have not only smoothed your edges, but also made you more of a resentful woman?

Man, the old one is you."

As the words fell, accompanied by the sound of footsteps getting closer, Qin Linhui's figure appeared clearly in the gradually dispersing moonlight mist.

Hearing what Mrs. Wei said, he shook his shoulders without comment. "Maybe, I'm old now, and it's hard for me to look like a real person after all these years. But you, after so many years, your style of doing things remains the same as before.

From the first moment I saw the child, I knew that this child was taught by you. Only you could have such a cruel heart and have a deep enough understanding of the Pictographic School and the path of the various monks.

It's too cruel. People are trained like wild beasts, first bringing out the animal nature and then cultivating the human heart, and this is coordinated with the secret method of my Zhuxiang school.

No matter how you think about it, this is a road where you risk your life.

Being alive is a great blessing.

I can't imagine how much she must hate you after being tortured so badly."

I saw that Qin Linhui's face became more and more worried as he spoke.

At the original spot, Mrs. Wei suddenly revealed a crazy smile that truly matched her temperament.

“She is the daughter left behind by Senior Brother Jiang and Senior Sister Zhang, a descendant that the Jiang family cannot and is unwilling to acknowledge.

With such a miserable fate as hers, she should either not choose the path of cultivation in this life, or if she does, she must choose a path that can lead her to the extreme!

But her talent and ability are reflected in the pictographic style. What can I choose?
Hate it, at least, I used this hatred to hold on to her original "heart".

If one day, she could get revenge and beat me up, I would just applaud!

But now it seems that her heart no longer needs to be held up by this hatred."

Upon hearing this, Qin Linhui seemed to have realized something long ago. He passed by Mrs. Wei and looked towards the place where Yue Hanzhang and Xu Shicheng had fought before.

"So, Xiao Yue was also taught by you behind the scenes? Or is it your Wanfa school's 'watch the tide and kill people with a sword' method?"

As she finished speaking, the smile on Mrs. Wei's face slowly faded, and she looked more cautious.

"It can't be called guidance. I just talked about the basic framework of martial arts in advance, and said a few more words about the general direction of the road ahead.

These words have limited effect.

At least in my eyes, all his progress and achievements in martial arts today, whether it is realm or the great dragon-shaped martial arts, are the achievements of his own natural talent. "

Hearing this, Qin Linhui nodded in agreement.

"Yes, he is a great talent, so people like you who are really crazy should stay away from him and don't teach the children bad things."

The smile on Mrs. Wei's face disappeared.

Qin Linhui seemed not to notice the change in her expression and continued talking to himself.

"In fact, thinking about your style of doing things back then, I can probably understand a lot of things now. Not to mention the distant past, you were the one who recruited Zhu Qi, right?

If you hadn't brought Zhu Qi here, there wouldn't have been all these messy things that happened later."

Mrs. Wei had slightly pursed her flaming red lips.

“Since the fall of Beiting Protectorate, the land defense line has been carried by Jinzhou and Yanzhou.

As the demon tribe on land bordered the Xuanhai Sea, the suddenly increased pressure on coastal defense was all borne by Qizhou.

In the entire Qizhou, Jichuan County is the bridgehead facing the Xuanhai monster clan.

Areas like these three states are often the frontline battlefields where those evil spirits and demons appear and disappear without a trace.

He has become famous in these years and has done many things, praising the Holy Religion, praying to the Holy Religion, serving the Holy Religion, and singing the Holy Religion... The areas of the three states have been invaded and corrupted a lot. You should have seen it in the provincial capital.

So, guess whether Jichuan County, the Tengxia Zhu family, and the local tyrants Lu, Xu, Huang, and Jian have been taken care of by them?

A single move can affect the entire body. You summoned Zhu Qi, and he summoned disciples from four families. In this series of messy things, who knows how much of the "mud" is brought out?
Base City hasn't been this lively for many, many years.

But being too lively may not necessarily be a good thing.

Don't make things worse. The current situation will only lead to more mistakes."

Having said this, a look of madness and ridicule finally emerged on Mrs. Wei's face.

"Do more and make more mistakes? I'd rather be like this! It's better than being like you, not willing to do anything!
After all these years of indifference, Qin Linhui, what have you missed? !

Ha! I almost forgot what elephant you were holding.

Bear? Or turtle? "

As the words fell, in the moonlight mist that suddenly boiled and dissipated faster as Mrs. Wei's emotions burst out, Mrs. Wei's figure disappeared in the instant the words fell.

Only Qin Linhui stood there quietly, allowing his figure to be submerged in the darkness again.

“I’m old, it’s better to have less trouble than more.

I am already old, Junior Sister."

The reunion of old friends of many years in the moonlight and mist ended in such an unhappy ending.

At the same time, Yue Hanzhang's figure, which had been moving through the deep darkness, reappeared in the dilapidated building community in the shantytown.

He was very familiar with shuttling between one dilapidated building after another.

Soon, he stood in front of a rusty security door.

This is Uncle Zhou’s residence.

Then, Yue Hanzhang gently raised his hand and knocked on the security door three times with his knuckles.

(End of this chapter)