There's something wrong with me

"Immortal Arts..."

"Run... Run quickly..."

"Demonic Beast... He is also a demon... It's Demonic Arts! Demonic Arts!"

After a moment of pause, everyone stopped advancing and instead began to scatter and flee.

"Go catch the small ones." After Zhang Feng instructed Green Mountain, he ignored everyone else and looked towards the Sect Leader who was also fleeing.

'Run, run, run...'

The Sect Leader currently only had this one thought in his mind.

Because although 'Inner Force' could protect the body, it could also be used to strike out to some extent.

But like Zhang Feng, it had become 'legendary arts'.

Then there was no need to fight this; he didn't want to risk his life to test it.

Furthermore, there was a terrifying giant bear easily slaughtering his disciples.

At this moment, he slightly turned his head to look behind him. The giant bear was like entering an uninhabited land, its huge palm sweeping out, meeting no resistance from his subordinates. It was a complete massacre.

Although the Sect Leader felt heartache and even more resentment, he also knew that nothing could be done.

This person and this bear were no longer a question of whether he could stop them, but rather whether he could use his disciples as a delay to successfully escape afterwards.

But he hadn't even fled a hundred meters.

Accompanied by the screams and roars coming from behind.

A figure flashed in front of him.

Zhang Feng stood ten meters in front of him, his sword tip already pointing at him.

"Sect Leader!"

At this moment, there was indeed an elder who protected his master. Seeing the Sect Leader being stopped, he immediately rushed towards Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng saw that after he was three meters away, a sword qi slashed out, cutting him in half at the waist.

Only the forward momentum remained, and the severed corpse flew over, landing at Zhang Feng's feet.

After easily killing another person.

Zhang Feng glanced at Green Mountain, and after seeing that his disciple was fine, he looked at the silent Sect Leader.

"Where are your sect's Martial Arts?"

"You..." The Sect Leader wanted to say something.

Swish —

Zhang Feng took a few steps, slashed with his sword, and one of the Sect Leader's arms was cut off.

"Ah..." He covered his arm with one hand.

Zhang Feng held the sword tip across his throat, "Where are the Martial Arts?"

...

Ten minutes later.

The sounds of shouting and killing had stopped, and the training ground was covered in corpses.

Green Mountain had no habit of eating people. Even if there was a craving for blood food in his heart, he could still restrain himself.

Now, his gaze was looking upwards.

And on top of the mountain peak.

Zhang Feng looked at their sect's small warehouse.

Inside were writing brushes, ink, paper, inkstones, gold, silver, jewels, divine weapons, sharp tools, basically everything.

Zhang Feng completely ignored these strange items and only focused on the dozens of secret manuals inside.

"They are all here..."

The Sect Leader's wound no longer bled. Ling Nian could stop the bleeding and stabilize the injury.

Zhang Feng ignored him, but with a wave of his hand, the secret manuals inside gathered together, almost as tall as a person.

They were then packed into a large box.

Controlling the box with Ling Nian.

Zhang Feng, holding the Sect Leader in his hand, leaped down from the fifty-meter high mountain peak under the Sect Leader's frightened gaze.

Feeling the strong wind during the descent.

When they were about to land on the mountainside.

Using Ling Nian to cushion the area below, Zhang Feng landed steadily on the training ground full of corpses.

"Carry this."

Zhang Feng placed the box on Green Mountain's back, then looked at the Sect Leader.

"Follow me to the Imperial Palace."

Since he wanted to go to the Imperial Palace to find more secret manuals and study the structure of Ling Nian.

Then, to better integrate, the Sect Leader was a very good 'certificate of submission'.

Otherwise, if just one person and one bear went, they would have to rely on their own strength to enjoy the resources.

Although this was also possible, it was no different from this Sect Leader, both being bandit-like behavior in the martial world.

He had no enmity with this court, so there was no need.

As for why the court didn't help him, a small innocent commoner whose sect was destroyed while he was part of it, seek revenge?

It was because the martial world and the court were managed separately.

What Zhang Feng wanted to do now was this: not only let the court reorganize the martial world but also prevent what happened to him from happening to other innocent people again.

Since he had experienced it in his memory, he naturally had to correct it.

It could also be considered doing it while researching Ling Nian.

It's just that.

When the Sect Leader heard that Zhang Feng was going to the Imperial Palace and saw his righteous appearance, he suddenly said, "Zhang... Great Hero Zhang... With such abilities, you're going to the court? Are you going to be a court lackey?"

"That's a good goading method." Zhang Feng nodded, then suddenly drew his sword again and cut off his other arm. "The Sect Leader is right. With my abilities, I should treat you like fish and meat."

"This is where the true principle lies, and it should be the style of us heroes."

"Ah ah..." The Sect Leader's arms were severed. At this moment, he was half-kneeling on the ground, looking at the severed arms on the ground, looking like he wanted to reattach them.

Zhang Feng saw his pathetic state but said indifferently:

"Unfortunately, you and I have an old feud."

If there was no feud, only by casually torturing and killing you could I display the heroic style you imagine.

At that time, when you are treated as fish and meat, and are an ordinary person, you will need 'court lackeys' like me.

Now, if you want to live, follow along. Don't talk nonsense anymore."

With that said, Zhang Feng led Green Mountain down the mountain.

The Sect Leader looked at Zhang Feng's departing back, thought for a few breaths, decided it was better to live miserably than to die, and finally reluctantly glanced at his severed arms before following Zhang Feng out of the mountain.

...

The news that the great Hengxun Sect was destroyed spread within this region a few days later.

Those who spread the news included disciples who escaped that day, martial world heroes who occasionally passed by the sect, or villagers who hunted in the mountains.

"Have you heard... It was an Immortal Master with a Spiritual Beast who wiped out the entire Hengxun Sect..."

This day.

In a city on the border.

Many commoners in the streets and alleys were talking about this matter.

There were also some commoners who clapped and celebrated, feeling that these evil martial world sects deserved to die.

Because the Hengxun Sect, relying on being experts, had also oppressed these common people.

If it weren't for the government having a bottom line, these great sect heroes would have probably long ago forcibly snatched common women.

And to use the words of these heroes, 'If it's not for the sake of feeling happy, why practice Martial Arts? Now they are annoyed by the court meddling, this world should naturally be survival of the fittest.'

Facing these words, the commoners naturally dared to be angry but not speak, and when they saw these great sect martial world heroes, they all called them 'Hero Grandpa'.

Otherwise, although these heroes wouldn't beat them to death, they wouldn't escape a beating either.

Of course, there were also good sects and good heroes.

These good heroes also protected the commoners and stood up for them.

But the people of the Hengxun Sect would kill a good hero whenever they saw one.

They were simply annoyed by these meddlesome people.

Furthermore, the conflicts between heroes were martial world disputes, and the yamen didn't intervene.

Then they could completely vent their anger on these good heroes.

This world, because of Martial Arts, was distorted.

And also normal.

But on this very day.

While the commoners in the city were celebrating the destruction of the Hengxun Sect.

Boom boom —

The commoners closest to the city gate felt a tremor from the ground.

"That... That is... What..."

And on the city wall, many soldiers revealed panicked expressions, staring blankly at the area below the city gate.

Outside the city gate, there was a burst of shouts and cheers. Everyone was looking at Zhang Feng and Green Mountain below the city gate.

"It's... The Immortal Master! The Immortal Master!"

"Spiritual Beast! He is the expert who destroyed the evil sect!"

"The Hengxun Sect was wiped out by this Immortal Master!"

"Quickly bow to the benefactor!"

The commoners and traveling merchants outside the gate were extremely excited, but facing Green Mountain's terrifying size, they did not rashly approach.

Furthermore, there were timid commoners who quietly retreated, afraid that this Spiritual Beast would eat them in one bite.

At the same time, behind Green Mountain and to the side, the Sect Leader who had lost both arms was following.

His face was pale at this moment, and when he heard these commoners' words about 'sect destruction', he felt a mix of shame and anger.

"He is Sect Master Heng!"

At this moment, someone recognized him.

"Right! It's him!"

"Never thought he would have this day! Heaven has eyes!"

Hearing these words, many people also turned their gaze towards the Sect Leader who quickly lowered his head.

Seeing the Sect Leader in such a state, they naturally felt pleased in their hearts.

And the Sect Leader, facing such a burning gaze, was naturally filled with raging anger.

'If one day I escape from this villain Zhang Feng, even if I have to fight the court to the death, I will burn these commoners alive!'

The Sect Leader had outstanding talent. Since being taken into the Hengxun Sect, he had lived a life of luxury and been admired by thousands from childhood to adulthood.

Now, could he even bear this scene?

Even five years ago, when he went to a large city with a few congenital friends, he scared a prefect so badly that he peed his pants.

But at this moment, Zhang Feng was sitting on the demonic bear's back.

The sword in his hand was subtly pointing towards him.

Even if he had more dissatisfaction and resentment, he could only hide it in his heart.

Zhang Feng ignored him and looked at the surrounding commoners.

To be honest, Zhang Feng had originally thought that bringing Green Mountain into the city for the first time today would likely cause most people to be afraid.

But looking now, only a small portion of people were afraid of him.

More people were looking at him excitedly.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng knew that the news of him destroying the Hengxun Sect had spread, and he also knew that this martial world indeed had problems.

...

Evening.

Inside the city's yamen.

Green Mountain was sleeping in the backyard, having jumped in.

And in the side hall of the backyard.

The Sect Leader was kneeling outside the door.

Inside the hall.

Zhang Feng was sipping tea while looking at the prefect with a flattering smile, "Prefect Li, there's no need to worry. I'm just resting here for one night and will head east early tomorrow morning."

Coming to the city near the Hengxun Sect was also to see if Green Mountain would be accepted by the commoners.

Seeing it during the day, it was acceptable. So, delaying on the road a bit and waiting for his reputation to spread further, there would basically be no problem.

Otherwise, if he were to head straight towards the center of this dynasty, 'Gu City'.

Having the commoners running around in chaos all the way would be more troublesome.

If drawing some demon slayers at that time leads them to come looking for him in shifts, it would be even more pointless, just adding unnecessary trouble.

Instead of wasting effort dealing with them, it would be better to read more books on the road.

...

Indeed, things were just as Zhang Feng had expected.

As Zhang Feng traveled, sometimes stopping and sometimes moving, coupled with the fact that the Hengxun Sect was a major sect, the moment the incident occurred that day, everyone was spreading the news like wildfire.

His reputation truly spread like the wind.

Afterward.

Every city Zhang Feng arrived at, the common people, if not lining the streets to welcome him, were at least more curious than fearful.

Zhang Feng also liked this feeling.

At the very least, as long as they didn't treat him like a monster, it was fine.

Just like this, he traveled all the way towards the Imperial Palace.

It took three months.

Zhang Feng finished reading the Hengxun Sect's secret manuals on the road and deepened his understanding of what he had learned.

Then, at the end of the third month.

On a small path fifteen li outside the Imperial Capital city.

At this moment.

Zhang Feng was sitting on Green Mountain's back, while the Sect Leader followed behind, running.

But even in these ordinary days of travel.

Zhang Feng suddenly saw a middle-aged man dressed as a constable standing on the road ahead.

Behind him stood more than a dozen familiar faces; they seemed to be deliberately waiting for him.

"Young Hero Zhang!"

"Young Hero!"

"Immortal Master!"

Their ways of addressing Zhang Feng varied.

Zhang Feng glanced at them; except for the constable, whom he didn't recognize, the remaining dozen or so people were all from the mine.

And behind them, two people were kneeling.

"Great Hero Zhang!" At this moment, the constable stepped forward two steps, cupped his fists, and said, "These two are the foremen who previously drew the Great Hero's portrait.

The Prefect of Linghuai City specifically ordered me to bring these two here for the Great Hero to deal with as he sees fit."

"Many people knew the news of me going to Gucheng, which is not surprising," Zhang Feng looked at the constable, "But how did you know I would take this path?"

"To be honest..." The constable said, feeling a bit embarrassed, "I previously handled Great Hero Zhang's case and searched for Great Hero Zhang for over ten years without success.

But this time, based on Great Hero Zhang's destination and the path taken over the past few months, I knew Great Hero Zhang was heading straight for Gucheng."

He said this, feeling a bit amazed, and took out a map.

On it was Zhang Feng's route, roughly a straight line from west to east.

Whether it was mountains, rivers, or cities, he went straight through.

He completely crossed cities he encountered, climbed mountains he encountered, and took boats across rivers he encountered.

Only when encountering small rivers would he detour slightly.

This was because the black bear couldn't walk on water, and there were no large boats in the rivers either.

"There's a river to the southeast nearby," the constable, Ling Shen, said with a smile, "Great Hero Zhang likes to shift north when encountering a river, so I waited here."

'He's gotten used to catching me.' Zhang Feng hadn't expected his thought patterns to be figured out by someone.

This, in fact, wasn't a good thing.

Fortunately, this world was martial arts, not something with laser sniper rifles.

Otherwise, he would have lost one chance at resurrection.

'Too long of smooth sailing has made me forget some old tricks from the Criminal Police world.'

Zhang Feng thought for a moment, feeling that he was still not cautious enough, and his Spiritual Mind was insufficient, coupled with the fact that his inner demons had spread too much, affecting his normal thinking.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a small mistake.

It seems that if the next world isn't busy, he needs to find an opportunity to cultivate his inner demons.

Otherwise, dragging it on is not a solution.

...

That day.

He met the Emperor.

When they learned of Zhang Feng's arrival, they came out of the Imperial Palace to greet him.

After all, the matter of one person and one bear destroying a great sect had already spread throughout the Imperial Capital.

There were even storytellers recounting the tale of the 'Huai Liang Immortal Master'.

Many chivalrous heroes from all corners of the land also gathered in the Imperial Capital, hoping to follow Zhang Feng.

Furthermore, in the southern part of the Imperial Capital, some busybodies had erected a 'Hero's Building' a month ago.

They were selecting elites, preparing to join Zhang Feng, who was about to arrive in the Imperial Capital.

Zhang Feng's prestige reached the peak of this world.

Similarly.

The Emperor and others facing such 'immortal figures' certainly could not offend them.

Coming out of the Imperial Palace to greet him was also the strategy they had discussed.

Facing the Emperor who came out, and the ministers who were cautiously sizing up Green Mountain, Zhang Feng didn't say much, but instead pushed the Sect Leader forward.

"This era, it is time to rectify it."

With those words, Zhang Feng waved his hand, and from a distance of over three meters, he beheaded the Sect Leader.

This kind of divine-like spell, along with the massive Green Mountain, also made everyone tremble with fear and repeatedly agree.

At the same time, the soldiers around, facing Green Mountain and the Immortal Master, were all trembling, fearing that the Emperor would shout "Take him down!"

If the Emperor dared to shout, some of them would only be able to throw their lives away.

The others were preparing to run away.

...

Seven days later, on an auspicious day.

The Emperor worshipped Heaven and prayed for blessings.

On this day, Zhang Feng also became the Imperial Advisor, in charge of all martial conflicts in the world, and replaced some of the Ministry of Rites' duties, taking over the matters of sacrificing to Heaven and Earth.

The secret manuals in the national treasury were also fully opened to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng also began his study of the spirit energy structure according to his plan.

Furthermore, he ordered the Sect Masters and Leaders of martial arts sects throughout the land to bring their respective secret manuals by the end of the year to the court to receive official titles.

As for other sects suspected of having committed crimes, Zhang Feng had that constable collect evidence.

If everything was confirmed, they would be dealt with according to the law.

Upon the issuance of these commands.

The entire martial arts world was in chaos.

But the great pain of change was unavoidable.

In the following two years, assassinations and unrest occurred frequently in various places.

Zhang Feng, while studying, led Green Mountain and the great army on campaigns.

In just two years, with the assistance of various righteous factions and the support of the people.

The turmoil gradually subsided.

Afterward, regarding the issue of crossbow bolts.

After studying for two years, Zhang Feng also attempted the creation of 'Ling Stone Technology · Runes'.

For example, arranging a layer of 'spirit energy film' on the arrowhead, which could serve to break through a martial artist's spirit energy.

As for the effect, to be honest, it wasn't very good.

Zhang Feng suddenly found that things were somewhat different from what he had thought.

Because after spirit energy leaves his control, trying to form a stable structure on its own and use it for killing is basically a pipe dream.

Unless it can autonomously absorb spirit energy after leaving him, only then can it achieve structural stability.

After all, maintaining itself also requires a certain amount of consumption.

Or, don't let them consume, but form a seal, so that not a single trace is lost before using it.

Simply put, it's forming a completely closed 'sphere'.

Inside the sphere is its formation structure, and then the spirit energy rotates continuously on the structure, maintaining eternal stability.

This is even more difficult, no less than creating a 'spirit energy-based cyclic Superconducting'.

So the problem returned to how to create a 'balanced structure' that can still absorb spirit energy on its own after leaving him.

Zhang Feng felt that if this could be broken through, then he could also achieve 'not having his cultivation broken' and 'having no vital points'.

And as long as this basic framework is done well.

Then in the future, no matter whether he encounters a magical formation or a strange talisman.

He could use this principle as a basic point to achieve structural splicing and assembly, or achieve some disassembly and analysis.

This is equivalent to '1+1' in mathematics, which is the most basic.

Unfortunately, another year passed.

Zhang Feng was still a bit confused.

Regarding this.

Zhang Feng thought of a not-so-good method.

First, in reality, quickly spread the spirit energy system within this world.

By capturing big data, he could use the stones from other mountains to polish his own jade, collecting more spirit energy structures.

Furthermore, if there is a lot of basic data, perhaps the computing power building can also achieve the function of calculating spirit energy.

Of course, the premise is that there are enough basic rules and principles of spirit energy; otherwise, with just a few formulas, the computing power building cannot calculate it.

It's like only inputting 1+1, and then having no other formulas, and no rules of chemistry or physics, and asking the computing power building how to make a bomb.

Even if the computing power building is exhausted, it cannot do it.

Currently, there is too little data on spirit energy, and the computing power building cannot perform large calculations that conform to logic and scientific phenomena.

But if there are enough formations and enough principles.

Even if it calculates a 'wormhole jump formula', Zhang Feng would feel it is normal.

After that.

There is another matter in reality.

That is, he needs to raise another 'Spirit Beast' in reality.

One reason is that on Green Mountain's side, he has essentially raised him into a simpleton; he still can't speak.

So the harvest regarding the neurology of spirit cultivation is not much.

Furthermore, the current reality is not suitable for a nationwide spread of the path of cultivating spirit.

Then regarding the matter of neurology, there must be an example.

This time.

Zhang Feng decided to raise a chubby polar bear, starting from a baby.

Of course, he was also about to part ways with Green Mountain.

Zhang Feng was a little reluctant to part with him, so he wanted to find a 'replacement baby'.

At the same time, Zhang Feng also understood why Ling Shan Great Immortal was reluctant to kill the Rats.

Because it's truly impossible to do it; fortunately, he can pause this side.

Otherwise, if a demonic bear over four meters tall existed in the world, impervious to swords and spears.

If he were to hide in the deep mountains and old forests to cultivate for a few more decades, reaching over ten meters tall.

That would truly be a disaster for the world.

Without him, it would definitely become a great catastrophe.

Green Mountain likes blood food; it's a biological instinct.

If he couldn't pause...

At this moment.

In the Imperial Garden within the Imperial Palace, Zhang Feng was thinking, looking at Green Mountain lounging in the sun in the pond.

To be honest, he really couldn't bring himself to do it.

Zhang Feng understood Ling Shan Great Immortal at this moment.