Comprehension against the sky, creating the Five Thunders in the real world

In the night, the more glorious and brighter Longkou Mountain became, the deeper the sins of the Long family became in Lin Beichen's eyes.

For the sake of money, many people are trapped in the quagmire, abandoning their humanity, taking risks, and throwing themselves into hell.

Some people make money to get a better life, some people make money to realize their dreams.

People's desires need to be controlled, otherwise their own desires will overshadow others.

The Zheng family is a piece of fat meat, and families big and small are all trying to get a piece of it.

Ordinary people are so innocent that they are dragged into the conflicts among these families. A single wrong thought may lead to the destruction of their families.

These big families are huge, with all kinds of bargaining chips in their hands, and they are ruthless to each other, but their fighting with each other will cause ordinary people to suffer greatly.

Lin Beichen didn't care about the damage to the Zheng family's interests. He never took the Zheng family seriously. There was only one thing he wanted to do.

He wanted to make these families in Hong Kong Island understand that even if he was gone, these people still could not act recklessly.

Once the Zheng family is gone, there will never be another Zheng family.

Zheng Yaxin is just a little girl. Even with her own halo, she still cannot change her weakness of lack of experience.

Although Zheng Xinsi has changed slightly, he is still a waste after all. The weaknesses he has developed over decades will not be changed overnight.

It is difficult to change one's nature, and it is difficult to move mountains. Behind these simple words are the weaknesses of human nature that are difficult to change.

If even death cannot change a person, how can we expect the mere torture of life to bring Zheng Xinsi's soul back to life?

Lin Beichen believed that from the moment Zheng Yaxin and Zheng Xinsi accepted the spokesperson's position, someone in the Zheng family would definitely betray them.

Although Zheng Yaxin and Zheng Xinsi both have the right to inherit the family, the old man died suddenly and was killed by Lin Beichen. Now the two of them are rebuilding the Zheng family, representing Lin Beichen's interests.

The old man’s original circle was not included.

The old faction and the new faction dislike each other. The new faction has the support of Zheng Yaxin and Zheng Xinsi, but what does the old faction have?
They have nothing, but they have experience and brains.

Zheng Yaxin and Zheng Xinsi's backers are Lin Beichen, so they will look for people who look down on Lin Beichen.

In this way, these people will definitely support them in order to bring down Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen can find excuses for external conflicts, but what right does he have to take action against internal factional conflicts?
The factional struggles in this world are all about you in me and me in you. These old guys have always been very smart, how could they not be able to control two little kids?
Although Zheng Yaxin is unifying the family, it is probably of no use as she cannot win over the old guys in the family.

"Will you be one of them?"

Lin Beichen silently looked at the Long family on the top of the mountain and sighed.

In the night, the Long family is holding a celebratory dinner. Those who don’t know would think it is a New Year holiday, but today is just an ordinary day, and for the Long family, it is not even a holiday.

Just two days ago, a great elder of the Long family died of myocardial infarction. No one knew why he suddenly fell ill, but there were rumors that before the old man died, he had a fierce quarrel with his family.

Some say it was for the family's future, others say it was to stop the patriarch from doing stupid things, but in any case, it is impossible to verify now.

The death of the great elder caused a great sensation in the clan, but the funeral was held extremely suddenly. It was said that even the family did not have time to see the body before it was taken away for cremation and buried directly in the coffin.

Now, two days later, the Long family is still welcoming the celebration, as if celebrating the occurrence of something.

What are they celebrating?
Lin Beichen's eyes flickered slightly, and a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Have a few more drinks. After all, the road to the underworld won't be easy after tonight."

Lin Beichen looked at the night sky silently, stepped into the air, and floated towards the Long family like an immortal in the night.

The Long family is also one of the top ten families, and their assets cover multiple fields such as finance and banking.

These areas are extremely sensitive to money and opportunities, so whenever something big happens, they are always the first to react and grab a piece of the pie.

In any large family, there must be people who have achieved the pinnacle in some aspect.

The benefits of Hong Kong are not actually that great. It is just because the top ten families appear too frequently. The top ten families are entangled with each other and have jointly created a century-old drama, making ordinary people think that Hong Kong is too prosperous.

But in fact, real big families have always disdained to appear in public. They will even take the initiative to control the media and prohibit news about family members from appearing on the media interface.

But Hong Kong is different.

In this land of money and wealth, everything that can be exchanged for money has a price.

The ten major families competed with each other, creating a big drama together, but they also took away a lot of benefits.

The ordinary people of Xiangdao can only tremble in fear and hide under the shadow of the ten major families. Even if they want to resist, it is of no use.

In the Long family's mansion, the old man of this generation sat on a high seat, and a group of family members sat silently below, waiting for the old man to speak.

Behind the old man, there was an old man in a white robe sitting.

Although this man is old, there is a layer of jade-like white light on his face, and his whole body carries a hint of the mysterious aura of a monk, like a Taoist priest who has left the world.

However, at this moment, the old man closed his eyes slightly, and a bright moonlight shone on his body, as if something was changing.

Behind this old man, there is another person. This person is short, but his muscles are as ferocious as steel.

These two people were not others but Lu Zhenghun and Gu Linghu who had just arrived from the Eastern Forest Kingdom.

"Master Lu Zhenghun, I'm really sorry for asking you to come here with the cargo plane. The situation is very tense right now, and I hope you can forgive me."

Long Shilling sat in a wheelchair with a respectful look on his face.

He is a famous conglomerate tycoon in Hong Kong. In front of a group of old men in their seventies and eighties, he is actually quite young as he is only sixty-one years old this year.

With years of superior living and daily maintenance, he looks less than 50 years old.

While other families in Hong Kong were gradually transforming, he was determined to join in, refused to change, and planned to continue working in the financial field, not intending to give up a single penny.

There are many big families in Hong Kong Island, but none of them is as obsessed with money as the Long family.

With Zhou Kuangtian's death, Long Xianling immediately found an opportunity.

Xiangdao needs a master to take charge, not only to resist outsiders, but also to protect the interests of major families.

Zhou Kuangtian's strength was too strong, and his background was too orthodox, so he was not under the jurisdiction of any of the major families.

But Lu Zhenghun is different.

Although Lu Zhenghun also came from the Southern Feng Shui School, his inheritance came from the group of people who defected to other places back then.

It is hard to say how strong this group of people are, but in terms of inheritance alone, they are not orthodox enough and need the support of major families.

One side just got the opportunity, and the other side wanted to control the situation, and the two hit it off.

After Long Shiling found the opportunity, he immediately sent his family members to personally welcome this legendary curse master in the cultivation world. After meeting and chatting for a few words, Long Shiling suddenly discovered that this person was actually of the same origin as himself, both of whom were from the mainland.

The bloodline of the Dragon Kingdom is too strong. If you trace it back, you will find that most people are from the mainland.

They deliberately create the appearance of looking down on mainlanders in Hong Kong, but in fact, for the upper class, having mainland blood is a very important thing.

How many wealthy celebrities wished they had a foreign ancestor before they became successful, but after they became successful, they spent a lot of money to climb the family tree and establish themselves as descendants of mainland families.

The reason for this change is that they have come into contact with the real top leaders.

If you want to enter this circle, you must trace your roots and prove that you have the blood of the Dragon Kingdom.

Long Xianling was enthusiastic enough, but Lu Zhenghun seemed very cold.

Long Xianling used his own experience to welcome Lu Zhenghun.

In his opinion, given his status, taking the initiative to entertain Lu Zhenghun was a condescension, and Lu Zhenghun should feel honored.

But in Lu Zhenghun's eyes, this is not the case.

Lu Zhenghun looked at Long Shilling and felt like he was looking at a piece of rotten meat.

The more enthusiastic Long Shilling was, the colder his reaction became.

As a curse-caster, the more life energy one has, the more noble it is considered, and Long Shilling is surprisingly poor in both vitality and talent for cultivation.

The only thing worthy of praise about this person is his pair of eyes that are still shining.

Most old men of this age have white eyes and can hardly see any light, but in this man, he saw a strong light.

"Old man, let me tell your fortune."

Lu Zhenghun said slowly and stretched out a hand.

Long Xianling was slightly stunned, and seemed a little dissatisfied, but due to the consideration for the relationship, he nodded and said with a smile:
"Master Qu, it is my honor to have you condescend to tell my fortune. I wonder if my old bones can still have any hope of survival?"

Lu Zhenghun smiled mysteriously, without saying much, and took the old man's hand.

Long Shilling's hands did not look like those of an ordinary person.

Ordinary people's hands generally look wrinkled after the age of 30 because they have to do farm work and other hard work and generally do not take good care of themselves.

But this person is different.

When the dragon shilling was done, it was very delicate, like a woman's hands, and the whole body was as white as jade, as if it had been soaked in milk every day.

Long Xianling was obviously very concerned about his hand. Seeing that Lu Zhenghun was silent, he couldn't help but frowned and urged him a few times.

"Master, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhenghun slowly raised his head and looked at Long Xianling again, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Old sir, you have a good fate. If you had met my master back then, perhaps my title of legendary curse master would have fallen on you."

Lu Zhenghun's words were extremely sincere, which aroused everyone's curiosity.

Everyone asked the reason. Upon hearing this, Lu Zhenghun took the initiative to hold Long Xianling's hand and patted it gently. Long Xianling frowned suddenly and felt a slight tingling sensation. He almost screamed.

What on earth does this old guy want to do?
I am not his apprentice or puppet, how dare he be so rude to me?
Long Xianling forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and his eyes were already a little colder. Bone Spirit Tiger saw all this and a sneer flashed across his lips.

What does this old guy want to do? Attack the master?

Did he... forget their identities?

The muscles on the Bone Spirit Tiger's body trembled slightly, and beneath its skin, it seemed as if a terrifying aura was brewing.

Long Shilling did not notice this.

Lu Zhenghun noticed Long Xianling's strange behavior, but still didn't take it seriously.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Let me explain it to you. According to the academic theory of our curse lineage, there are three kinds of energy in the human body, namely Yang Qi, Soul Qi, and Spirit Qi."

"The three auras are intertwined and together form the core of the soul, which is also called the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head. Relying on these three auras, we can mobilize the spirits of our ancestors to cast a curse."

Having said that, Lu Zhenghun looked at Long Xianling deeply. When Long Xianling saw this smile, he suddenly felt his heart tremble.

What exactly does Lu Zhenghun want to do?
"Old sir, we don't understand what you are saying. Just tell us the conclusion."

Members of the Long family urged.

They just come to show their support and don't want to learn any bullshit theories.

Considering the Long family's financial situation, even if they just lived a life of idleness and waited for death for the next hundred years, the family's wealth would not be reduced.

So why should they try?
"The reason is simple. If I could be born with the spiritual energy like the old man, I could eat fewer people."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dangerous light suddenly flashed in Lu Zhenghun's eyes.

After hearing this, the eyes of those who were originally uninterested suddenly lit up, as if they had heard something exciting.

To practice this curse technique, one actually has to devour other people's spiritual energy?
This set of exercises is really exciting. If I can learn it, won’t I be able to have a taste of human nature?
As they were thinking about it, they suddenly discovered that something was wrong with Long Shilling.

Did the clan leader's face turn a little pale?
Some strange marks seemed to have appeared on the skin that was originally as white as milk.

Does this old guy want to eat his own clan leader?

When this thought came to mind, everyone was shocked and rushed forward instantly, trying to stop Lu Zhenghun.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

As a cold wind blew, Lu Zhenghun suddenly let go of Long Xianling's hand and stared at the area in front of the door.

And in front of the gate, a thick and indistinguishable fog seemed to appear.

The fog gradually seeped into the courtyard, and the originally brightly lit courtyard now seemed to have turned into a ghostly mansion.

An extremely strange aura spread.

Lu Zhenghun's eyes widened instantly, and the skin on his forehead parted, revealing five extremely strange eyes.

Five eyes with red light emitted red rays, gradually dispersing the surrounding fog, revealing a face in the fog.

This person is very young, with an ordinary appearance, but his skin is extremely smooth. (End of this chapter)