Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 93 Linghu
Linghu An should be over 50 years old, but if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fang Zheng would never believe that the person in front of him would be this age.

The skin is delicate, the eyes are bright, and although there are two strands of white hair on the temples, it seems more like it was done on purpose.

At first glance,
Like Mr. Pianpianjia in his early twenties.

Only his demeanor is not like that of a young man. He walks vigorously, full of majesty, and everyone subconsciously lowers their heads wherever their eyes pass.

Even a warrior with three bloods should obediently shrink in a corner in front of him.

"Family...unfortunate!"

Linghu An spoke with a hoarse voice, full of sadness:

"Grandmother, child..."

"If you don't take revenge, I will swear not to be a human being!"

"Crack clap..."

Cracks suddenly appeared on the hard marble floor, and the cracks formed a spider web, extending from Linghu An's feet to the door.

There are more than ten meters!
Fangzheng narrowed his eyes, secretly frightened.

This……

Is it human so-called?
How strong is a martial artist who has cultivated true energy?

Overnight, almost all the women, children, and children of Linghu's family were slaughtered. Even if Linghu'an had a calm temper, he would lose control on the spot.

He scanned the audience, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly:

"Thank you for your help, Linghu An is very grateful, and there will be rewards in the future."

"Don't dare." Someone said:
"Sure, seniors don't need to be polite."

"We are late, otherwise why would this be..."

"Yeah yeah!"

"..."

Everyone nodded again and again, and even Luo Butou agreed with some flattery, obviously wanting to take the opportunity to make friends.

"Brother Chen, I heard that you protected the two children of the Linghu family, very good."

Linghu An ignored everyone's flattery, and his eyes fell on one of them:
"The thing I said last year is definitely right."

"Ah!" The middle-aged man surnamed Chen was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hastily clasped his fists to salute:
"Thank you, Brother Linghu!"

"Gao ZY." Linghu An moved his eyes and said:

"The Gao family is adjacent to the Linghu family. Some misunderstandings were unavoidable in the past. If you can help me regardless of past suspicions, it will not be in vain for us to get to know each other."

"What happened in the past, let it go!"

"Thank you, thank you..." Gao ZY trembled with excitement, and nodded repeatedly:
"Senior, my Gao family will be your leader!"

"Ah."

Linghu An remained expressionless.

……

"Master Fang."

He actually recognized Fangzheng, nodded and signaled:

"I heard from Daoist Zhang that you need some nourishing pills."

"Yes." Fangzheng's eyes lit up:
"It's a pity that Yangyuan Pill is rare, and I don't know where to start."

"I have some here." Linghu An's eyes dimmed, and he finally looked like a man over fifty years old.

"The elders in the family are not in good health, so I have prepared some nourishing pills to replenish vitality, unfortunately..."

"I'll have someone send some to Fangfu later."

"This..." Fangzheng subconsciously wanted to ask how much it was, but then he realized that talking about money at this time would actually hurt the other party.

and.

Is the Linghu family short of money?

Now nodded and said:
"Thank you!"

"Get rid of the evil." Linghu An retracted his gaze and said:

"Back then, it was because of my carelessness that I let the enemy escape, which brought today's disaster to the Linghu family. You should bear this lesson in mind."

"Yes Yes!"

"What the senior said is."

"..."

"Since everyone has turned against my great enemy, you might as well take the opportunity to get rid of the disaster." Linghu An opened his eyes and said coldly:
"I know where he is hiding, so I can take the opportunity to attack!"

"Master Fang?"

"Yes." Fangzheng's heart trembled.

"Daozhang Zhang happened to be missing a guardian, so you might as well go along with him." Linghu An spoke slowly, his voice not hurried or slow.

"This..." Fang Zheng showed bitterness, looked up at the other party, and could only nod helplessly:

"Yes."

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Nameless hill.

Zhang Mingrui smiled and looked:

"Master Fang, you are still here after all."

"Humph!"

Fangzheng snorted softly:

"At least the Linghu family is more generous than you. They directly gave ten Yangyuan Pills, and they also introduced the way to buy Yangyuan Pills. If the Taoist leader gave you so much at that time, I would be willing to go through it."

"Hey..." Zhang Mingrui didn't expose him, he reached out and patted the grass beside him, saying:
"Sit down and talk. This time the Linghu family suffered such a catastrophe. Linghu was so angry that he almost vomited blood. This revenge must go all out."

"The danger may be there, but it is definitely not great."

In particular, they belong to the logistics mages, and they hardly need to do anything unless they encounter some special circumstances.

Fangzheng also understood this truth, but after all, he was somewhat reluctant in his heart, so naturally he would not give Zhang Mingrui a good face.

"Tell me."

Sitting cross-legged, he asked:
"Which evil star did the Linghu family provoke?"

It's already here, you have to know who your opponent is.

"Mr. Fang, have you ever heard of Kangshan bandits?" Zhang Mingrui said:
"More than ten years ago, there was a group of gangsters entrenched on the Kangshan Mountain not far away. Back then, Linghu An Wudao had achieved success in fighting against them."

"Several members of the Linghu family rushed into the gang under the leadership of Linghu An and killed more than a hundred bandits. Only the youngest of the Kangshan bandit escaped by chance."

"Kangshan bandits?" Fangzheng understood clearly:
"So, the third child came back to take revenge?"

"Not bad." Zhang Mingrui nodded:

"That man's nickname is Fanshanhu. He was a warrior with three blood peaks back then. I don't know what happened after he escaped. He has already cultivated true energy."

"I also got entangled with some people who took over the mountain and became kings. They did not forget to take revenge on the Linghu family while looting their homes."

"Actually..."

He lowered his voice and said:

"This time the Linghu family's ancestor worship also has the meaning of leading the snake out of the cave. The masters of the martial arts are lying in wait for the mountain tiger to be caught."

"Unfortunately, who knew that they were not fooled and killed Linghu's old house instead."

As he spoke, he shook his head again and again.

"Then how strong is the mountain tiger?" Fangzheng asked:
"How is it compared to Patriarch Linghu?"

"It's definitely not as good as Linghu'an." Zhang Mingrui waved his hand:

"The Linghu family has been majoring in Zhenqi for more than ten years, and they are also top-notch masters in Chunyang Palace. How can mere bandits compare?"

"That's good." Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief:
"Apart from Fanshanhu, are there other opponents worth noting?"

"This..." Zhang Mingrui hesitated for a moment:
"I don't know too well, but I heard that there are several good fighters around Fan Shanhu, all of whom are three-blood fighters, and it is not easy to deal with."

Three blood?

The corner of Fangzheng's mouth twitched slightly.

But when he touched the package beside him, he felt relieved again.

I also came prepared, although the three-blood warrior is strong, with his preparation and hole cards, he should have a good chance of winning.

Besides...

There is a high probability that such a master will not be able to turn himself.

"correct."

Moving his body, Fangzheng said in a low voice:
"Daozhang, I want to ask, what is the difference between true energy and mana?"

"If a mage who has cultivated mana and a warrior who has cultivated true energy fight, in your opinion, which side has a better chance of winning."

"True energy, mana?"

Zhang Mingrui's answer was beyond his expectation:

"These two are actually the same thing, they just have different names. As for fighting... how can a mage beat a martial artist?"

"Unless you prepare in advance and set up a spell."

"Wait a minute." Fangzheng frowned:
"Infuriating energy and mana, are they the same thing?"

"Not bad." Zhang Mingrui sat up straight and said:

"Mana power is formed when the power of the soul is strong enough to combine with the essence in the body, and true energy is formed when the essence is sufficient and combined with the soul."

"It's all formed by spirit, energy and spirit, so naturally there is no essential difference."

"but……"

"The mana is more powerful than the soul, and it is more convenient to cast spells; Zhenqi is better at strengthening the body, blood, and has an advantage in close combat."

?

Fangzheng was stunned for a long time before he understood.

This is equivalent to diesel and gasoline, both of which are refined from crude oil. The essence is the same, but the components are slightly different.

In some cases, they can also be mixed.

"Doesn't that mean..."

He looked sideways and said:
"Can martial artists also cast spells?"

"Yes." Zhang Mingrui took it for granted:

"Can't you also cast spells? Pindao is also a first-blood martial artist, we can do this, and it's the same after becoming a mage."

"Even if the mage's martial skills may not be very good, there is a high probability that the martial master will not have so much energy to master and practice spells."

That's it!

Fangzheng suddenly realized that he really read too many novels, some concepts were deeply ingrained, and he forgot that there was something different here.

Law and martial arts are like arts and sciences, and there is no saying that they cannot be studied concurrently.

"Actually..."

Zhang Mingrui said in a leisurely voice:
"The top methods all involve both spells and martial arts, just like my Pure Yang Palace's Red Flame Sword and Light Art and Red Sun Fire Dragon Talisman."

Fawu fellow practitioner?

Founder is interested:

"The Taoist might as well talk about it in detail."

"There's nothing to say." Zhang Mingrui sighed softly:

"Only the true disciples of the Palace Master's line have the opportunity to practice this kind of method, so I... can only watch."

"Oh!"

"The Linghu family's Black Water Sword Art is such a method."

Black Water Sword Art.

Fangzheng looked at Linghu An in the distance, and his eyes fell on the long sword similar to the Eight-faced Han Sword at the opponent's waist, thoughtfully.

Does the word "clear heart cut" also belong to this kind of practice?
Ok?
He just glanced at it from a distance, and Linghu An had a feeling when he looked back, his eyes were cold.

"Don't look around."

Zhang Mingrui lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"Whether it is a mage or a martial artist who has cultivated true energy, his perception is very keen, almost reaching the point where the way of sincerity can be predicted."

"It is precisely because of this that it is difficult to sneak attack on Jiangong."

Fangzheng hastily withdrew his gaze, not daring to look any further.

…………

"Master Fang."

Xu Xiu handed over the jug:

"Try it, this is the drunken fairy wine that my father specially bought from Fucheng."

"Thank you."

Fangzheng smiled lightly to thank him, and instead of tasting directly after receiving it, he poured it into a bowl and took a sip:
"Enough aftertaste, not bad!"

Xu Xiu is the son of Xu Seng, the owner of the Gunslinger Pavilion, and he is already a peak second-blood martial artist at a young age, and his strength is not inferior to Du Qiaoyun.

Compared to Xu Seng, who had always had a gloomy face, this young man was more active, and soon got into heated fights with other people.

"Young Master Fang is indeed of extraordinary background."

Xu Xiu raised his eyebrows, and took the wine jug handed back:

"I've heard that real rich people don't use things that other people have used for meals, and it's really indecent to be stained with saliva."

This……

Fangzheng's expression froze slightly.

He really can't accept the wine gourd that several people have drunk with each other. It's fine if the beauties have drunk it.

Not without that condition.

I can only laugh at the moment:

"That's it."

"Hey!"

Xu Xiu was a little familiar, sitting cross-legged on the side, took a sip of wine and said:
"In the past few years, the world has become more and more chaotic. Fortunately, the weather is good this year and the people's harvests are good. Otherwise, I don't know what chaos will happen."

"Yes." Zhang Mingrui nodded in agreement:

"The common people have no worries about food and clothing. The Blue Wolf Gang was wiped out in one fell swoop. I heard that the magistrate is going to be promoted."

"Yes."

Xu Xiu shrugged, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, he changed the subject and said:
"I don't understand the affairs of the imperial court, but I just don't understand why the evil cult monsters are always invincible. Daoist, can evil magic spells really confuse people's hearts?"

"Some can, most can't." Zhang Mingrui said:
"Evil methods can confuse people's hearts, but those methods are not seen in ordinary evil ways, and most of them are some small tricks of words."

"Speaking of bewitching people's hearts..." Fangzheng's eyes moved slightly, and he asked:

"Does practicing some special martial arts also distort people's mind?"

"This..." Zhang Mingrui was taken aback:
"Probably not."

He still has some knowledge of spells, but he really doesn't know much about martial arts, so Xu Xiu also looked at a loss.

"People's hearts are changeable, and martial arts are not the only thing that can distort one's mind." At some point, Linghu An appeared nearby with a few people, and said:
"Reading can make people understand, doesn't it also change a person's heart; hatred makes people angry, but also blinds reason."

"Some martial arts are indeed evil, but as long as the belief is strong enough, they can operate without hindrance, and only the weak will be affected."

"Senior said yes!"

"Senior Linghu!"

"..."

The three got up hastily.

"Master."

Linghu An nodded, took out something and handed it over:

"Trouble you to track down the owner of this object."

"Yes."

Zhang Mingrui took over:
"Tolerate the poor to cast spells."

There was a Dharma altar prepared in the arena, and he walked up with the kit bag that was still warm in his hand, picked up the mahogany sword, his expression froze, and he muttered:

"The Tao is wonderful without form, and the luck is high and true;"

"Jiekong is born naturally, and spiritualization represents the three gods."

The mahogany sword was pierced into the bag, and a Qi-seeking talisman was pasted on it.

"Niwan puts the camp soul, Zhongyuan holds a palace;"

"Dantian Sanling Mansion, mixed with supernatural powers."

"Chong Yulong, get up!"

The fire on the altar ignited, and the Qi-seeking Talisman turned into a wisp of green smoke, circled the altar, and then headed southwest.

"there."

Zhang Mingrui said:

"It's not too close, and it's not too far away."

"Chase!"

Linghu An's eyes were fixed:
"Get your weapons ready."

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Fangzheng was flying through the mountains and forests with the altar on his shoulders.

The night was hazy.

There are mountain roads, or there are no mountain roads at all. The feet are full of thorns, dead branches, and rotten leaves. If you are not careful, you may be scratched.

Fortunately.

Although the altar is large, it is not heavy.

He also has extraordinary martial arts himself, and he can walk like flying in the dark mountains and forests, and sometimes he even has to wait for Zhang Mingrui.

"Somewhat something is wrong."

Scanning the surroundings, Fangzheng whispered:

"Didn't it say that the large troops go first and we are behind?"

"What's going on now, other people are scattered everywhere, just the few of us keep rushing forward, Daoist, what do you want to say?"

"No." Zhang Mingrui pinched the seal formula with his hand, stared at the faint green smoke in front of him, and said:

"Don't worry about it so much, with Patriarch Linghu around, nothing will happen, and besides, the large army will definitely alert the opponent if they act together."

"there!"

As he spoke, he used his body skills and rushed forward.

Fangzheng had no choice but to follow quickly.

After a while.

With a big wave of Linghu'an's hand, the group of people stopped their movements one after another.

"arrive."

Looking at the bonfire in the ruined temple in the distance, Linghu An's eyes turned cold, and he strode towards the target.

His steps are big and his speed is fast, but the strange thing is that he doesn't make the slightest sound, just like a moving ghost.

After a few flashes, it disappears.

"Follow!"

Xu Seng held a long spear and followed closely behind with several people from the martial arts hall.

Zhang Mingrui put away his spells and looked at Fang Zheng, both of whom could see the doubt in his eyes.

It went so well!

How can Fan Shanhu be a master of true qi, and there are so many subordinates, so they can be found so easily?

"never mind."

Fangzheng pursed his lips:

"Don't think about it, you will know what happened in the past."

"Yes."

Zhang Mingrui also thought this way, anyway, as long as he followed Linghu An, it wouldn't be too dangerous.

"call……"

At some point, a cold wind blew up in the mountains.

Linghu An was dressed in white filial piety, and stood in front of the ruined temple with his hands behind his back. He waited for the sound of footsteps behind him, and then walked towards the ruined temple.

"Who?"

As soon as he made a move, there was a shout from inside the ruined temple:

"roll!"

next moment.

"Bella..."

A black sword light appeared on the spot.

The sword light is like a stroke of thick ink and color on an ink painting, everything it passes pales, and the person who rushed from the temple froze even more.

"puff!"

The body that was fixed in the field seemed to have ignited the bomb placed inside, and it exploded completely, splashing blood and flesh.

"clatter……"

Fangzheng's eyes narrowed, and his feet paused even more.

This scene is truly terrifying!

Linghu An was not killing people, but venting the anger in his heart, that's why he killed like this.

"Linghu Ann!"

A roar came from the ruined temple, the sound was so loud that the fallen leaves on the ground trembled slightly, and the ruined temple was also crumbling:
"You actually found it here?"

Through the light of the fire, several people could be seen in the temple, one of them was glaring angrily with a machete on his back.

"Flipping Mountain Tiger Tan Dong!"

Looking at each other, Linghu An's voice was cold:

"Today, let me see if you can still have the luck you had back then!"

"Haha..." Fan Shanhu laughed wildly:

"Old thief Linghu, have you seen what happened to your own family? Back then you led people into the villa, but you didn't spare women and children either."

"Tan is just trying to imitate!"

"it is good!"

Linghu An's cheeks twitched:
"Go!"

With an order, it was not the martial artist of the Linghu family who took the lead, but a person behind Fanshanhu, who stabbed Fanshanhu in the back of the neck with a dagger.

This person is a warrior with three bloods, and he made a sudden attack. Even if Fan Shanhu reacted quickly enough, he could barely avoid the vital points.

"puff!"

The dagger cut along the shoulder to the waist.

"what!"

Caught off guard, the Mountain Tiger hissed angrily, bursting with true energy, and sent all the people around him flying out regardless of enemy or friend.

"Zhang Kou!"

He turned around and glared at the person who attacked him angrily:

"How dare you betray me?"

"Hmph!" Zhang Kou snorted coldly with a dagger in his hand:
"People make money and birds die for food. Sooner or later they will die with you. It's better to return to Linghu's family. It may not be impossible to make a rich man in the future."

"Just you?"

Fan Shanhu's eyes widened, and he rushed out:

"Go to hell!"

"Senior Linghu." Zhang Kou was startled, but he never thought that Fan Shanhu could move freely after being so seriously injured, so he couldn't help but said anxiously:

"help me!"

No matter what.

Standing at the gate of the temple, Linghu watched helplessly as he was besieged by Fanshanhu and the others.

"why?"

Zhang Kou vomited blood and roared:

"You promised me..."

"I promised you." Linghu An's face was gloomy:

"Unfortunately, you are so useless. It is only now that news spreads that everyone in my Linghu family died because of you."

"Even if Fan Shanhu doesn't kill you, do you think the old man will let you go?"

(End of this chapter)