Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 99 The Wind Rises (Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket!)
In a pavilion on the back mountain of Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Zhiwei poured a cup of tea for Lu Jin slowly, then poured himself a cup, took a sip, and then slowly said:
"Old Lu, the Wang and Lu families have been wiped out!"

"Ah."

Lu Jin didn't seem to be surprised at all. Instead, he looked calm and watched the two tea leaves in the teacup floating up and down in the green tea soup.

Then he sighed and said, "They are just asking for trouble!"

"Oh?"

When the tea reached his lips, Zhang Zhiwei put it down again, opened his not-so-big eyes as wide as possible, looked at Lu Jin curiously, and asked, "Do you have any news that I don't know?"

At this time, the spring is chilly.

A cool breeze with a hint of warmth blew by.

Lu Jin did not answer, but asked: "Old Zhang, after so many years of friendship, I will not hide it from you. Who do you think in the world of extraordinary people today has the ability to make the Wang family and the Lu family passively 'disappear' overnight and wipe them out of this world?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it, pointed at himself and joked, "Me!"

Seeing this, Lu Jin's face darkened: "Ox nose, I'm not kidding you."

"Okay, Lao Lu, anger is bad for your health."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the tea in his hand, holding the cup steadily without any ripples, and said by analogy: "The alien world now is like the cup of tea in my hand, and we, the Ten Lords, are like the tea leaves in the cup."

“Tea leaves can certainly add a lot of flavor to tea, but it is the hand that holds the cup that truly controls the fate of the tea.”

As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwei stretched out two fingers, and two golden threads emerged from his fingertips, tying up the two tea leaves in the teacup. Then he moved his fingers lightly, brought the tea leaves up, and held them in his hand.

Then he opened his palm and gestured to Lu Jin.

"A fish in a pond is a bird in a cage."

"Is that right?"

Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Lu Jin nodded, but then shook his head.

He just spilled the tea in his cup into the deep pool of the lake and said, "Old Zhang, is this tea still conspicuous in the water now?"

Zhang Zhiwei was thoughtful: "Decay or rebirth, a whale falls and everything comes to life, the world changes, a fish in a pond turns into a dragon, who will lead the way?"

Afterwards, Zhang Zhiwei asked himself and answered: "The one who changes the heaven and earth must be one of the four great things in the world, that is, man!"

Lu Jin laughed and said, "Don't try to be witty with me. Your words are so confusing."

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and corrected him: "Only Zen Buddhism calls it wit, while we Taoists call it trickery. It is deliberately meant to whet people's appetite and is a sophistry."

"Only those bald monks in Zen Buddhism like to do this. We Taoists always say what we think and speak our mind. We don't bother to do such things."

Lu Jin rolled his eyes at the other person: "Why are you still saying this?"

"Just tell me whether you understand or not?"

The two of them had already understood this matter tacitly. Being able to uproot both the Wang and Lu families at the same time must have been the intention of those above them.

The meaning expressed above has always been that the alien world should take care of its own affairs, and the attitude is not to interfere but only to supervise. However, this strong intervention has shown that their attitude has changed.

However, Lu Jin's action of spilling the tea into the deep pool just now gave Zhang Zhiwei a reassurance.

At this time, Zhang Zhiwei sighed: "Originally, the old Taoist said that the situation in the alien world was becoming more and more confusing, but I didn't expect to get the answer from you, Old Lu."

"But I'm curious, how did you know this, Old Lu?" Lu Jin pondered for a moment and confessed, "I surrendered to Ni Sheng San Chong in exchange for this news, but I don't know more."

"What? You gave the Reverse Life Triple to..."

Zhang Zhiwei was very surprised. You know, the Third Level of Reincarnation was Lu Jin's eye. He didn't expect that he would give it away like this for a piece of information.

Lu Jin glanced around, and when he saw that no one was around, he secretly dipped his finger in tea and wrote the three numbers 139 on the stone table, saying, "Old Zhang, I remember you learned the skill of fortune-telling when you were young, why don't you... ask?"

Zhang Zhiwei's forehead was covered with black lines, and Lu Jin's abacus beads were smashed on his face: "If you want me to die, just say so earlier. With such a volatile situation, I can't afford to ask."

Then, Zhang Zhiwei looked at the three numbers written by Lu Jin, frowned and thought hard: "Are you saying that the incident between the Wang family and the Lu family was done by 'it'?"

Lu Jin nodded: "The origin is very mysterious, and Mr. Zhao, who is well-connected, is also very secretive. Now there is no news in the alien world. You are the leader of Zhengyi, what do you think of the future situation?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked towards the deep pool and said, "Fish and dragons are changing, and dragons are hiding. This is a world of great contention. This is also a great trend driven by people!"

"You and I are both chess pieces on this chessboard, but the real chess player is probably this 'it'!"

After a while, the tea on the stone table gradually dried up, as if nothing had happened.

And after Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin left.

A Taoist boy looked at the stone table while packing up the tea sets, then exhaled a breath of hot air.

"139?!"

"What's the meaning?!"

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And on the other side.

Meng Fan couldn't help but be extremely happy when he looked at what he had gained from the Wang and Lu families, especially the Wang family, who had collected so many inherited skills from various sects.

Even including the secret painting inheritance that is as famous as the Shen Tu school, Meng Fan couldn't help but wonder whether the Wang family was also behind the disappearance of the secret painting school.

Of course, both families have a lot of negative information. The Lu family is okay, after all, they are closed and only focus on clan concepts, while the Wang family has tentacles in many fields, which is astonishing.

Wang Ai once said, use your wallet to maintain your fists.

Who would know how dirty this purse is? Some of the things in it were so shocking to Meng Fan that they were comparable to Quan Xing.

"Tian Gong, what do you think we should do?"

Meng Fan waved his hand and said, "Do I need to tell the Wang family? Those who should be killed will be killed. For aliens, follow the rules of the alien world. For ordinary people, follow the maximum punishment. We will change the officials."

"As for the Lu family, the aliens have abolished their methods, and the ordinary people will be locked up first. When their bloodline can be washed away, we can talk about other things."

"And give the R&D department a task to extract the skills of the Shuangquan Hand from the Lu family..."

After Meng Fan gave a series of instructions, the entire 139th Division began to operate like a huge machine, sorting and digesting its legacy.

It is said that killing people and setting fires will earn you a golden belt, while building bridges and paving roads will leave no corpses. This is indeed the case. The Wang and Lu families fell, and the 139 companies were well fed. The collection among them has far exceeded what Nadutong had provided before.

What made Meng Fan most happy was the joining of the five great immortals.

As for the next step.

Now that the Lu family has fallen, they naturally cannot let any fish slip through the net. The real owner of Shuangquan Hand is Qu Tong.

(End of this chapter)