Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 741 Where is the brotherhood?

Water ghosts, a special kind of creature, are divided into two categories: yang root and yin root.

Yin root is easy to understand, that is, a drowned person turns into a wronged soul in the water. By chance, he is affected by some kind of force and becomes a kind of monster. He usually lives in the water, feeds on fish and shrimp, and occasionally does harm to people. move.

Another type of water ghost is called yanggen, and yanggen water ghosts are not so easy to understand.

Yanggen water ghosts are not ghosts, but human beings.

They have mastered the power and techniques of water ghosts, and formed a unique Taoism through special practice methods.

Some people say that this sect originated from the underworld and is a branch of the underworld. This is easy to understand, after all, water ghosts belong to the category of unjust souls.

It is also said that this door originated in the South, and it is a branch of the Suzaku Life Path.

This is also easy to understand, no matter what kind of Taoism Suzaku Shengdao creates, it is easy to understand.

Xu Zhiqiong was wandering the streets, looking for a place to buy some wine, vegetables and food.

He came at the wrong time, Qiancheng Country has a strict night ban, and there is no market at night.

Some people will risk their lives and come out to sell some things privately at night to avoid high taxes.

But in this season, all those who come out to sell are craftsmen, selling pottery vases, earthen jars, wooden baskets, bamboo baskets and the like.

Midsummer is here, every family is looking forward to the autumn harvest, there is not much food left, and no one will come out to sell food.

It is not easy to buy from the hands of the people, so you can only buy it from the government.

Going to the government to buy it is not easy to transport, but it has a little advantage, and it doesn't cost money.

The courtiers in Shenlin City were about to pay their salaries, and Xu Zhiqiong was about to go to the household office to get some food, but he didn't expect to see a fierce battle by the Le'an Lake.

The ferocious waterspout flew and churned, rolling many people into the water.

Water ghost cultivators have little combat power on the shore, and they have no rank. Even if they have been practicing for more than ten years, they will not be able to take advantage of ordinary people with better skills on the shore.

But as long as there is water, a water ghost who has just entered the Taoist sect can defeat an eighth-rank cultivator, or even a seventh-rank cultivator.

Xu Zhiqiong hid in the dark, watching the trend of the battle quietly. The clothes of the group of people on the shore looked familiar, and looking at the gorgeous sedan chair, Xu Zhiqiong recognized the identity of this group of people.

Hong Zhenkang and his followers.

Who will attack Hong Zhenkang at this time?

God Lord Hong Juncheng?
Could it be Hong Zhenji?

The people on the shore were struggling in the waterspout. Two Confucian guards, Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao, were forcibly breaking through the waterspout. The tumbling awe-inspiring righteousness slowly tore a path in the water.

Zhao Yanggong was about to lead people to break through, when four men in black jumped out from the side of the street. They were not close to the battlefield, and they were performing some kind of technique in the distance.

The road in the water gradually disappeared, and the righteousness of Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao was weakened at an extremely fast speed.

These four are gluttonous Taoist cultivators, and they are devouring the vitality of Confucian cultivators.

This tactic is very targeted, the Confucian qi is born inside the body, but when performing techniques, it spreads outside the body, and is easily swallowed by gluttonous cultivators.

Seeing this, Zhao Yanggong swung the water with his murderous aura, ready to go forward and fight the four men in black.

Four more men in black jumped out. They didn't wear veils, but they showed their faces, watching Zhao Yanggong silently.

A burst of fear struck, Zhao Yanggong took a few steps back, guarded beside the sedan chair, not daring to move lightly.

梼杌 Fierce cultivator, the skill of fierce appearance.

Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao used innocence to dispel fear, carried the sedan chair and forcibly rushed out of the water.

Ten Taoist killers swarmed up, surrounded Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao and killed them painfully.

Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao were isolated and helpless, and the other guards wanted to come up to help. The man in black had not only practitioners of fierce Taoism, but also practitioners of Confucianism.

Haoran's uprightness and viciousness took turns to exert pressure, preventing Hong Zhenkang's guards from rushing out of the water.

Not long after, Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao died under the sword of the Taoist cultivator, and Hong Zhenkang's sedan chair fell to the ground.

A figure jumped onto the sedan chair.

Xu Zhiqiong recognized this person, and he was Shaoqing Cong Ming, the director of Shenji.

Didn't he follow Hong Zhenji as a general?

As expected, it was Hong Zhenji who sent someone to attack Hong Zhenkang.

Xu Zhiqiong didn't look any further, he went straight to Prince Shu's Mansion.

He knew something was going to happen.

It is impossible for Hong Zhenkang to be in the sedan chair. If they were really in the sedan chair, these people would not be able to fight calmly.

Cong Ming's tactics were really good. On the basis of fully grasping the opponent's cultivation base and tactics, he made targeted deployments.

But within three breaths, Hong Zhenkang could make his opponent lose his eyesight, and he would never give Cong Ming a chance to use his tactics.

Cong Ming smashed through the roof of the sedan chair with a punch, and then he will use the third-grade heart attack technique to kill Hong Zhenkang.

The so-called heart-attack technique is to arouse the opponent's anger and let the opponent's veins be destroyed by one's own anger.

This skill is very vicious, and one should not be afraid to fight against a high-grade cultivator of Wuwu.Once there is fear, it is easy to be hit by the fourth-grade horror breath skill.

But if you are fearless, and you are easily irritated by the tyranny and brutality of the 梼杌 Cultivator, if you get angry, you will be hit by a heart attack, and you will eventually die from your own anger.

The correct way is to calmly fight against the fierce cultivator without any disturbance.

But on the battlefield, how can it be so easy to calm down?
Cong Ming had predicted that Hong Zhenkang was either angry or fearful, as long as he caught a little anger or fear, he could kill Hong Zhenkang.

But he looked into the sedan chair and found that Hong Zhenkang was not in the sedan chair at all.

Cong Ming was shocked, where did Hong Zhenkang go?
……

Shu Wang's mansion, Hong Zhenji was pacing back and forth in the book pavilion, full of anxiety beyond words.

Suddenly someone pushed the door and entered, Hong Zhenji looked up and saw it was Cong Ming.

This guy has no rules, just broke in like this.

Hong Zhenji didn't care about these things, and asked anxiously: "Successful?"

Cong Ming nodded.

Hong Zhenji was overjoyed: "Where's the head?"

Cong Ming put two heads on the desk.

How could it be two heads?

I just want to see Hong Zhenkang's head, why are you using the heads of his subordinates?

Hong Zhenji stared at the heads for a while, and found that neither of them belonged to Hong Zhenkang.

These are the two guards in front of his book pavilion.

Hong Zhenkang's heart tightened, and his whole body felt numb.

"Zhenji, do you want my head that much?" A familiar voice came to his ears.

The one standing opposite was not Cong Ming, but Hong Zhenkang.

"Zhenji, didn't you just reminisce with me?"

"Brother, brother." Seeing Hong Zhenkang approaching step by step, Hong Zhenji stepped back again and again, "I, I didn't want to harm you, this is what the emperor ordered."

Hong Zhenkang smiled: "Didn't you just say that you are not afraid of the emperor's brother's blame? Didn't you say that our brotherhood has not changed?"

Hong Zhenji retreated step by step, and Hong Zhenkang stepped forward slowly.

Ever since Hong Zhenji invited Hong Zhenkang to the banquet, Hong Zhenkang sensed that something was wrong.

Hong Zhenkang didn't speculate on Hong Zhenji's intentions, nor did he speculate on Hong Zhenji's strategy. He only paid attention to one person, who could really threaten him.

Among Hong Zhenji's subordinates, none of Hong Zhenkang could see them clearly. The only one who could really threaten Hong Zhenkang was Cong Ming.

So Hong Zhenkang only paid attention to Cong Ming's movements.

Hong Zhenkang knew that Cong Ming was in ambush by Le'an Lake through secretly following him, but he didn't tell the guards about it.

After the banquet was over, Hong Zhenkang got into the sedan chair, and as soon as he walked out of a street, he left quietly.

The guards escorted the sedan chair and fought Cong Ming by the shore of Le'an Lake.

Hong Zhenkang took this opportunity to attack Hong Zhenji.

Why did it have to wait until now?Why not do it directly during the banquet?
Because Cong Ming was still fighting with the guards in Le'an Lake, he was dragged back, and now no one can save Hong Zhenji.

"Zhenji, what's the reason for our brotherhood?" Hong Zhenkang kicked Hong Zhenji's face, breaking Hong Zhenji's nose bone and crooked his cheekbone.

Hong Zhenji fell to the ground with blood all over his face. The unbearable pain nearly made him lose consciousness.

Didn't he come to kill me?
Why not do it?
Don't you want me to die too happily?
He was right, Hong Zhenkang didn't want him to die too happily.

"Zhenji, I'm asking you, what's the bond between us?" Hong Zhenkang kicked Hong Zhenji's chest again, and Hong Zhenji vomited blood.

After kicking these two kicks, Hong Zhenji seemed to be unable to stand it anymore.

Hong Zhenkang didn't want to waste any more time, he raised his foot to cut Hong Zhenji's neck, when a sharp blade fell from the sky, piercing Hong Zhenkang's arch directly.

Hong Zhenkang hopped on one foot and retreated all the way. Xu Zhiqiong appeared in front of him, and the iron halberd directly slashed at the top of Hong Zhenkang's head.

Hong Zhenkang dodged and dodged, the crescent blade changed direction halfway, went back and gouged a large piece of flesh from Hong Zhenkang's shoulder.

Hong Zhenkang retreated in embarrassment, wanting to use the technique of closing his eyes, but Xu Zhiqiong didn't give him a chance at all, an iron hook hooked Hong Zhenkang's cheek.

Hong Zhenkang grabbed the iron hook, tore off a large piece of flesh on his face, and continued to back away.

He only needs three breaths to perform the eye-closing skill, but Xu Zhiqiong doesn't give him a single breath.

No techniques, no formations, nothing today, just run him to death with speed!

As he pressed on step by step, Hong Zhenkang was already powerless to fight, and was about to lose his life when a group of guards rushed in from outside the door.

These were Hong Zhenji's guards. They heard the sound of fighting and immediately rushed into the bookstore. Seeing that the two were fighting, they didn't know what was going on, so they stepped forward and surrounded Xu Zhiqiong and Hong Zhenkang.

This is a bad thing!
Hong Zhenkang immediately got into the crowd, activated the colorless technique, covered up all his features, and became a member of the guards.

The time was short, and the colorless technique was not fully activated. If Xu Zhiqiong carefully discerned it, he could still find traces of Hong Zhenkang.

But he didn't have time to discern carefully.

Three suctions, three suctions, Hong Zhenkang cannot be found within three suctions, Xu Zhiqiong must escape, otherwise he will lose his eyesight.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Zhiqiong failed to distinguish Hong Zhenkang as soon as he inhaled.

In desperation, Xu Zhiqiong suddenly felt the yin energy in his body churning, and couldn't help but whisper to himself: "Which one is the king of recording?"

What he said is absurd, can Hong Zhenkang admit it to himself?

"it's me."

Hong Zhenkang agreed.

Even more absurd things happened.

Hong Zhenkang really admitted it.

(End of this chapter)