Longevity begins with the sword of ignorance

Chapter 195 Zhong Cang: I am not a pervert!
The soul was polluted, so that Zhong Cang could use negative emotions to induce the old bustard of Tianxiang Tower.

Just like now, Zhong Cang induced her to fantasize about the fact that there is someone behind the 'Master of Talismans', which cannot be offended but only pleases.

Of course, it was also because she had greed in her heart, and she could quickly support her mind and eyes to grow up, so Zhong Cang could succeed in one fell swoop.

This ability is very terrifying. If Zhong Cang wants to, he can pull up a dark empire that obeys his orders in a very short time.

Of course, he would not do this. In the world of cultivating immortals, no matter how powerful one is, it is not as good as the growth of one's might.

At the same time, Zhong Cang was also somewhat fortunate.

"Fortunately, Immortal Baigui didn't develop the gray mist ability, otherwise, I won at that time, it wouldn't be so easy...Although, he didn't have the conditions to develop it."

The fog ability is indeed strong, but it can not only pollute others, but also pollute itself.

And all monks understand that the true self is the one who attains the Tao, and being controlled by others, no matter how strong he is, is also vain.

Therefore, even though Master Hundred Ghosts felt that the gray mist was strong, he didn't dare to use it at all because he had no means of restraint.

As for Zhong Cang, if he didn't have the sword heart of the four realms, who could resist and even cut off the tentacles of the gray mist, he wouldn't dare to drive the gray mist so casually.

Even now, Zhong Cang has made a decision - no matter what, the power of Gray Mist cannot surpass Jian Xin.

……

Subdue the bustard with Tianxin, and the next thing will be easy.

At this moment, Zhong Cang could even say to Xiang Ling: The referees and judges are all mine, so what are you fighting with me for?

Of course, he didn't say that, but the sense of oppression was full.

On this day, as soon as Xiangling woke up, a bustard entered her boudoir.

Her arrival made Xiang Ling a little stunned, but soon she regained her composure and said respectfully:
"Mom, why are you here?"

"It's about that talisman master..."

"I told you, I won't be his concubine!"

The continuous stalking has made Xiang Ling tired, and therefore, before the old bustard finished speaking, she refused without hesitation.

However, just when she thought she could drive the madam out, an accident happened.

The old bustard who had been kind to her in the past immediately lowered her face:
"If you don't marry, it's up to you!"

"You are going to force me." Being threatened did not scare Xiang Ling, but she sneered instead: "Really Huaxiang, do I need my concubine to remind you of one thing? The slave family is not a prostitute you accepted, but the Guangfu Society." people!"

Speaking of the Restoration Society, Xiang Ling thought that she would make the madam back down, but what made her feel bad was...the tone of the madam's response was extremely flat.

"Oh."

"?!!"

With such a reaction, Xiangling instantly understood, that one, he is not afraid of their reunion.

In fact, Xiang Ling also guessed right.

After responding plainly, the old bustard smiled and said: "There has indeed been a lot of commotion during the period of the Restoration Society, but that one, according to our guess, is the true descendant of the Dapai."

"Why, the performance of your Restoration Society has expanded, and now you are not only going to compete with the small faction, but also plan to overthrow the rule of the big faction, let us Yunmengtianyu, change the world?"

"..."

Naturally, the Guangfu Society did not dare to have this idea.

Even, the existence of the Restoration Society is all secretly supported by those big factions.

As for the reason, it is very common.

Although the big faction is strong, it is also afraid of being pulled down by the sects below.

The competition is mostly to strengthen oneself and suppress the enemy.

Self-enhancement, most sects are doing, but it is very difficult.

Therefore, a big faction like Feiyumen will suppress the medium-sized sects or families in the state either explicitly or covertly to prevent them from developing.

It's just that it's okay for the Demon Sect to do this. Anyway, they believe in the law of the jungle and don't talk about face.

Daozong, you still need to show some face, at least you have to talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality on the surface.

But the sects below had to be suppressed.

As a result, some secret organizations came into being.

The Restoration Council is a very important part of the layout of the Martial Arts.

The existence of this organization is in addition to competing with some medium-sized forces and causing them internal friction.

It also shoulders the role of rectifying the name.

——Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimps. If those medium-sized forces want to develop, they will swallow many small families and sects.

This point, usually, Taoism does not ask.

But if he wanted to suppress a certain medium-sized sect, he lacked an excuse.

The large Taoist sects will choose a dilapidated suffering master from the Restoration Society, thinking that they will uphold justice in the name of justice, and will legitimately weaken those medium-sized forces.

Such behavior can be described as tried and tested.

Therefore, the Restoration Society can be regarded as a semi-public organization.

It's just that success is also Xiao He, and failure is also Xiao He.

With the big faction as the background, the Restoration Society dares to take action against medium-sized forces.

But now, finding out that the person who wanted her came from her 'backstage', Xiang Ling became numb for a moment, and some didn't know what to do.

Just when she had a headache, Master Hua Xiang restrained her smile and said very gently:
"Xiang Ling, don't think too badly about things. To you, this is not a bad thing. Don't you always want to revive the family? If you have the help of a big faction direct descendant, you can revive the family with just one word."

It seemed normal to say so, but soon, Xiang Ling sneered.

"I'm a concubine, not a wife. To that person, I'm just a plaything."

For her own situation, Xiang Ling is very rational.

It's just that there are some things that she can't agree to if she doesn't want to.

"Don't say that, according to what I heard, that person is very young and has no Taoist partner. If you marry, you will have a chance to be supported as a married couple..."

There are several big deacons outside, as well as the famous names of the big faction to oppress.

Inside, there is also the nagging persuasion of the old bustard.

In the end, Xiang Ling gave in.

But she made one condition.

What made the corner of Zhong Cang's mouth sullen was that Xiang Ling did not propose this condition for himself.

"It's okay to let the slave family be a concubine, but I have to arrange my sister Lingque into the big faction, and at least find a good master for her."

"My younger sister desperately grabbed money and wanted to redeem her body. My older sister offered to sell her body to help her younger sister. This kind of sisterly love is really touching... Tell her, I agree with this proposal, and I will personally accept her younger sister as an apprentice. "

With such a promise, only three days later, the well-dressed Xiang Ling was quietly carried into the small courtyard where Zhong Cang lived temporarily in a small sedan chair.

Lingque, who didn't know beforehand, looked at this scene in astonishment.

"Zhong Cang? What are you doing?"

"Didn't you see it all, concubine?"

"...you haven't recovered from your injuries yet, so you're rushing to take a concubine, old pervert! Also, you're messing around in my room, where should I sleep?"

"Outside, the corner."

"you……"

Zhong Cang's 'anxious' appearance made Lingque helpless, and for the first time felt that it might not be the right choice for him to become a teacher.

And when she was speechless, Xiang Ling had already been led into the room by the maid.

Because the red hijab on her head is a magic weapon, which can isolate spiritual exploration and sound transmission, she didn't notice anything wrong.

Just like that, the younger sister Ling Que was driven out of the door by Zhong Cang with a bewildered expression of "you are just like this master", and the older sister Xiang Ling was welcomed into the younger sister's boudoir.

Then, Xiang Ling's hijab was taken off by Zhong Cang casually.

Xiang Ling, who was wearing a wedding dress and a red hijab, was a little nervous before.

Because it was a blind marriage, she didn't know Zhong Cang's appearance, character, or even his name.

Therefore, she who covered her head had a lot of fantasies.

And a young girl is always full of spring, even if she has ambitions and aspirations in her heart, the heart of a young girl is never lacking.

Because of this, she imagined that her husband was handsome, or mighty and extraordinary.

But no matter how she fantasized, she never thought that she would be accepted by Zhong Cang.

Even, in the past few days, because she was busy dealing with marriage matters, and knew that after she got married, her younger sister would be accepted as an apprentice by her husband, she almost forgot about Zhong Cang.

Under such circumstances, with her hijab lifted, she raised her head slightly and saw Zhong Cang's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

This scene made her stunned, and it took her a long while before she realized it, shrunk towards the bed in shock, and retreated to the innermost corner of the bed, before she said with a face full of disbelief: "Why are you...you How come here!"

Needless to say, Xiang Ling is beautiful to be the oiran of a brothel, but at this moment, she, who is covered in red makeup and is extraordinarily gorgeous, is like a deer, tightly huddling her delicate body into a ball, and revealing to Zhong Cang Poor expression of despair and sadness.

If other people saw the girl looking at him so pitifully, their hearts would definitely soften.

In particular, Xiang Ling, who is dressed in red makeup, still has the temptation of a uniform, which is even more pitiful.

It's a pity that Zhong Cang at this moment is not normal.

He is full of bad tastes, the more pitiful he looks at Xiang Ling, the happier he feels.

Because of this, Zhong Cang didn't let her go, but put his face closer to her with malicious intent.

"Why me, hehe, Xiang Ling, didn't you guess it?"

"Also, now, I'm very dissatisfied with you, have you forgotten what I said when we met last time and when we finally left?"

Of course Xiang Ling remembered that sentence, even if he didn't remember it at first, but now under the fear, he slowly recalled it.

'Proud, with a touch of contempt, your expression is very nice, I like it very much, you must keep this expression when you meet next time. '

Zhong Cang, who was smiling, originally thought that Xiang Ling would beg for mercy to himself in fear after hearing his teasing.

But something unexpected happened to Zhong Cang.

I don't know what came to mind, Xiang Ling's expression actually returned to the nobility and arrogance when he first met Zhong Cang.

The tone of speaking with Zhong Cang was also full of superior contempt.

"I didn't expect that a piece of trash that Lingque randomly picked up was actually a direct descendant of the sect."

"But cheap... Nouveau riche is nouveau riche after all. Aristocratic families don't just have to be rich and talented. You don't know, only three generations can produce nobles, and five generations can make aristocratic families... Oh, I forgot, you just because you are good." It is only by luck that you become the direct descendant of the great faction, and you are not qualified to receive this kind of education at all."

"I really don't know that sect was blind enough to recruit you like this."

"However, if you become a direct descendant, you will be a mud-legged child after all, and you will be reduced to visiting brothels. The prostitutes of those big families will not all look down on you...Ah!!!"

"Let me go, you bastard, you don't deserve to touch Miss Ben's body at all..."

When stirring up the anger in Zhong Cang's chest and asking him to punish him, Xiang Ling resisted both with his mouth and his actions.

It's just that this resistance is extremely slight.

——It's not that there is a big difference in strength, Zhong Cang feels that the strength is slight.

He is not so tasteless, forcing girls.

At this moment, Xiangling pushed and rejected Zhong Cang's power, which was not even as good as a mortal woman.

This is not so much a refusal as a refusal.

In such a situation, combined with what Xiang Ling said just now, Zhong Cang was a little speechless.

"She won't treat me as a pervert? I'm not..."

Justified, Zhong Cang suppressed under Xiang Ling's "superior" gaze, and his actions were extremely rough.

………………

In this way, Xiang Ling was tortured by Zhong Cang all night.

(End of this chapter)