Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 136 Yang Lie, I want to see the ancestor's grave.
Seeing Chen Feng agree so readily, Liang Qingshan was taken aback. Although he thought the other party would probably agree, he didn't expect him to agree so quickly, without even giving it much thought. Shouldn't they have held a big meeting to discuss it?

Without further ado, he smiled, extended his hand, and shook hands firmly with hers.

"In that case, we hope that your faction will cooperate sincerely with our All-Knowing Sect to jointly maintain the stability and peace of the nation's supernatural community."

In response, Chen Feng also offered some nice words: "No problem, from now on I will resolutely obey the leadership, do whatever you tell me, and never back down, for the sake of the mainland!!"

Nonsense, anyone who doesn't take a government job is a bastard.

The other party's sincerity is so great that there is no way to refuse them, nor should one.

Moreover, with his memories, Chen Feng knew that in later generations, Na Du Tong was definitely a major power, and to exaggerate a bit, it could be considered to control all the extraordinary people in the world.

By investing now, one can gain considerable control at this time.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Yang Lie stepped forward and promised, "Na Du Tong is currently short of people, and my Tang Clan will naturally not stand idly by. I will send more than a dozen disciples to help handle the trivial matters."

Liang Qingshan nodded, and the matter was considered settled. In fact, after establishing Na Du Tong, they had already discussed whether to recruit some martial arts masters from various sects for cooperation.

After careful consideration, news of Chen Feng's assassination attempt on the Emperor happened to reach the country, so they immediately decided to consult the Tang Clan at the front.

Given the current situation, the Tang Clan is indeed the best decision. They have a renowned assassination organization abroad, which can handle some shady matters very well.

In China, the Tang Clan members are renowned for their assassination skills, which makes them well-suited to deal with unruly and indiscriminately killing individuals.

A nation's strength requires not only the deterrent power of its outward appearance, but also an organization capable of handling troublesome matters behind the scenes.

Just like Danzo said, you are the leaves in the sunlight, and I am the root in the darkness.

After discussing some more details, Liang Qingshan decided to leave with Boss Zhao.

Looking at Boss Zhao, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little curious. According to the information he had obtained, this wealthy businessman had made many contributions to the War of Resistance against Japan, donating money, transporting grain and sending guns, and helping a lot. At the same time, because he was good at handling matters involving supernatural beings, he was appointed to a position in the All-Knowing Bureau.

From this perspective, the Fatty Zhao who was known as the All-Knowing Master in later generations and could use the Splitting Palm technique was very likely a descendant of this Boss Zhao.

Tang Clan, Back Mountain, Tang Tomb, Mountain Peak Ahead.

The sky was a clear, deep blue, without a single blemish. Scattered sunlight fell on the rocks of the mountain peaks. The weather was perfect, and an autumn breeze brought a touch of coolness.

Chen Feng and Yang Lie, the two current leaders of the Tang Clan, stood on the stone peak, looking down at the situation below.

Yang Lie casually tossed a jug of sake to Chen Feng and asked, "How many days are you planning to stay in the sect this time?"

Taking the sake, he opened the cork, took a gentle sniff, and could smell the pure aroma of the sake. He took a big gulp, and the good sake went down his throat, leaving a lingering aftertaste. Chen Feng replied, "Good sake, truly a rare find."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I'll leave tomorrow. Although the Tang Clan organization outside has been set up, it's still a bit immature. Just in case, I feel it's better for me to keep an eye on it."

"After all, the Japanese emperor was just killed. They might retaliate. With me here, nothing unexpected will happen that could cause all our hard work to be in vain."

"This cooperation with Nadutong was a pleasant surprise. I didn't expect the higher-ups to come knocking on our door. But thankfully, it gives the Tang Clan an extra layer of protection."

Yang Lie looked down at the martial arts school, then at his junior brother beside him, and sighed softly, "I have to admit, Chen Feng, you are indeed amazing. Your methods and strategies are top-notch, and your perspective is also superior to mine."

"Sometimes I really wonder if you'd be better suited to be the head of the department..."

Before he could finish speaking, *poof*!
Chen Feng spat out a mouthful of wine and turned to look at Yang Lie with a dazed expression.

"No, are you kidding me? What's wrong? Do you also have a story about a god whose tears are hard to hide?"

"Hiss, that shouldn't be the case. With your character, no woman should be able to make you so despondent."

Although he didn't know what "Divine Might Cannot Hide Tears" meant, he vaguely understood it based on Chen Feng's subsequent words.

With a twitch at the corner of his mouth, Yang Lie shook his head with a wry smile and replied, "It's not that bad. For cultivators like us, it's best to avoid things like women, as they can be harmful to our health and mental well-being."

"The reason for this feeling is simple: I was a bit discouraged by you. I thought it was one thing that I was not as strong as you, but I didn't expect that I was still inferior to you in terms of planning and development."

It must be admitted that the characters in comics are ultimately too one-dimensional; we can only see a certain aspect of their personalities from a certain perspective.

In fact, these people will show different personalities when facing different people.

Feeling the cool breeze blowing through his sleeves, Chen Feng chuckled softly.

"Young Master Yang, I didn't expect you to have this idea. You know my personality; I'm not used to being a sect leader, and I've never been a stable guy."

"In my opinion, you are more suitable to be the head of the gate than I am."

Having said that, he pointed to the martial arts school below.

"I'm just offering some ideas, but putting them into practice will depend on you. Take that martial arts school down there, for example. If it were up to me, I wouldn't know anything about it. In short, you're definitely the right person to be the sect leader. I'm not really suited for this kind of thing."

"Speaking of which, Young Master Yang, do you really want me to go through with psychological counseling? That can't be right."

After carefully listening to Chen Feng's words, especially the slightly teasing remarks at the end, Yang Lie was speechless. He waved his hand and smiled.

"Oh, not really. I just had some feelings to express, and I'm feeling much better now."

"By the way, when do you think would be a good time to send our disciples out on assassination missions to hone their skills?"

Chen Feng pondered for a moment before replying, "It's almost done now. Because of this incident, the Tang Clan assassination organization has made a name for itself, and we'll definitely have no shortage of assassination orders in the future."

“If there are disciples whose cultivation is close enough, they can be sent out. At that time, Aunt Yu will select some relatively simple tasks for them to practice on.”

"Also, I need to remind you of something: the people you send out must be tough. After all, gun control is not as strict as it is in China. You know that guns are very common there, and these weapons pose a great threat to us superhumans. If we are not careful, we will be in trouble. So we must wait until our disciples are tough enough before sending them to carry out missions that involve bloodshed."

After that topic was dropped, the two began to talk about other things within the sect, including various aspects of the sect.

The Tang Clan is mainly composed of two groups: the outer sect and the inner sect.

Nowadays, the mechanism of martial arts schools is to select talents for the outer sect and supplement the manpower.

As for the inner sect, there is no need to worry, as the Tang family disciples living on the mountain will be used as manpower supplements.

In reality, although there is a distinction between inner and outer sects, there is little difference in essence nowadays, or rather, almost no difference. The cultivation methods are the same. The only difference is that inner sect disciples start cultivating from a young age, so they have a longer cultivation period.

However, with more people in the outer sect, the probability of producing geniuses is also higher; overall, their strengths are not that different. Chen Feng finished the wine in the flask in one gulp, then, thinking of the topic Yang Lie had brought up earlier, he asked, "By the way, didn't we promise Na Du Tong we'd send them people? What are your plans?"

Without hesitation, Yang Lie spoke directly, clearly having already made up his mind: "It's very simple, twenty people, ten from the outer sect and ten from the inner sect. Choose people with strong abilities to go, since this is the first time we've done something, we definitely want to do it well."

"Things will get better after this period..."

Twenty people may not seem like much, but they are all highly skilled. If you exclude the personnel from foreign assassination organizations, it's fair to say that Yang Lie has sent almost all of his best.

But Yang Lie's last words were indeed correct: things will get better after this period, and the Tang Clan will usher in a better period of development.

Sending out twenty people, without a doubt, means that the right to do things anywhere will be gone. Since we are going to do something, we can't be timid and hesitant. We must do it well in one go.

It must be admitted that in some aspects, especially in the development of the sect, Yang Lie is indeed superior to himself.

In the beginning, everything is difficult, and there is no doubt that someone has to make sacrifices.

The two gazed at the distant scenery and fell silent for a moment.

Standing in this position, I realized how difficult it was for my master back then. Every move he made not only affected him personally, but also the entire sect. Especially during this critical period, if he was not careful, he would have no face to face his elders.

Turning his head to look at the Tang Tomb behind him, Chen Feng seemed to remember something. He recalled the figure of the female ancestor in his memory, and when he thought about that era, he couldn't help but wonder whether that ancestor was dead or alive.
In my memory, that ancestor's methods were extraordinary, far surpassing the current Tang Clan's extraordinary individuals. To put it more precisely, she was a cultivator of immortality.

Logically speaking, they shouldn't have survived all these years, but in their era, even becoming an immortal was possible, so it's not impossible that they survived until now.

The founders of the Longhu Mountain, Wudang, and Shangqing sects were all capable of becoming immortals. In addition, they showed no interest in the Eight Extraordinary Skills, which makes one wonder if they might know some inside information.
However, there is an example: Wugensheng's daughter, Feng Baobao, was able to live forever.

Therefore, there is also a possibility that the female founder of the Tang Sect may not have died. More accurately, some of the extraordinary individuals from that era may have survived, but their whereabouts are unknown...

At this point in his thoughts, Chen Feng had an idea. He stroked his chin and asked, "Yang Lie, I have a question for you. I want to do something. As the sect leader, do you allow me to?"

Yang Lie glanced at Chen Feng curiously: "What are you saying? You are, after all, the vice sect leader. Do whatever you want."

Seeing this, Chen Feng nodded and continued, "Aren't the tombs of all the founders of our Tang Clan buried deep within the Tang Tomb?"

"Yes."

Yang Lie suddenly had a bad feeling. His lips twitched, and he looked at Chen Feng, as if to say, "Are you trying to cause trouble...?"

"Um, Yang Lie, I want to go see the grave of the original patriarch..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Lie interrupted him, speaking in an extremely decisive and forceful tone: "Impossible, Chen Feng, you don't understand. The tombs of our Tang Clan are rather strange. The tomb of our original founder is at the very bottom and deepest part, while the tombs of the successive sect leaders and outstanding disciples are above it."

"If you want to see the original patriarch, there is only one way, and that is to dig up the graves of the other patriarchs and ancestors, and even your master's."

"If you really dare to do that, I'll be the first to stab you with my hand dagger, not to mention anything else!"

Seeing this, Chen Feng knew that things were hopeless. If he had known that the Tang Clan's tomb was so strange, he would never have made this request.

In the hearts of mainland Chinese, digging up someone's grave is the most unforgivable thing. If he had known this earlier, Chen Feng would never have had the slightest thought of it. At the same time, he was speechless.

Which sect sets up their tombs like this?
Nodding, he looked at Yang Lie's puzzled expression, pondered for a moment, and then voiced his initial guess.

After listening, Yang Lie fell silent for a moment, then helplessly touched his forehead: "You're thinking too far ahead. Besides, that's just a guess. Even if it were true, it's still not feasible."

…………

Chen Feng sat cross-legged in his room, enjoying the cool breeze blowing in from the window, and began to ponder deeply.

Digging up graves is impossible, absolutely impossible. Digging up the grave of one's own sect's founder is not human, it's animalistic.

The only way to verify this is after sharing Chen Feng's abilities with the gourd, and with the help of Erwa's abilities, it might be possible to discover some clues.

However, there isn't enough energy right now, so we need to keep some in case of emergency.

What if a new Chen Feng arrives, and you find yourself in grave danger, only to find yourself out of energy at that moment...

Just as Chen Feng was deep in thought, a tremor suddenly came from the depths of his soul, and he instantly realized that a new Chen Feng had arrived.

Good heavens, it really happened! Speak of the devil and he appears...

With these thoughts flowing freely, without further hesitation, a slight movement of the mind caused the will to soar...

A mysterious world is resurrected; School No. 7 is located there.

Inside a classroom, a lively discussion was taking place.

A student named Chen Feng, who had a delicate appearance, covered his head and raised it.

What's going on? Did I time travel?

Looking up, I saw four lines of text written on the blackboard.

鬼-
Ghosts cannot be killed.

Only ghosts can deal with ghosts.

Insight into the patterns of ghosts.

The three sentences were written very clearly on the blackboard.

Chen Feng frowned. What's going on? A ghost?
Suddenly, countless fragments of memories surfaced, and he fully understood what was happening. His eyes widened abruptly...

Evil spirits have resurrected, and the human world has become a prison.

Having read the novel thoroughly, he instantly recognized something; unsurprisingly, this was the mysterious world of resurrection.

In that world where ghosts are born, human life is as worthless as grass.

Just now, a man with a large belly came here to give a lecture and wrote these strange things.

The key point is, there's no one named Yang Jian in the class...

(End of this chapter)