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Chapter 309 Bodhisattva: Where are the two Arhats who are as big as me? (Please subscribe!)
“Fire! Fire!!”

Following Zhao Zheng's order, more than fifty cannons surrounding Marshal Xu's residence fired their loaded cinnabar divine fire thunder cannons at the same time.

boom! boom! boom--

bang——

Dense artillery shells fell, bursting into flames and loud noises all over the sky. Creepy screams, along with blood and demonic energy, spread around and above the Xu Mansion, which was gradually turning into ruins.

Mao Xiaofang and his companions, who were suddenly taken out of Xu's house by Zhao Zheng and witnessed the cannon firing, and Ahai and his companions who did not leave were stunned.

Then, they were even more stunned as they watched the soldiers who had fired two rounds of artillery and then hurried away with their cannons.

No,

What's happening here?
Just keep firing!

Ah Chu stared at the black fog and blood above the ruins of Xu's mansion with wide eyes, and then listened to the creepy and terrifying demonic sound. He quickly said to Zhao Zheng: "Don't let them run away. Keep firing!"

"Isn't the life of a soldier a life?"

Zhao Zheng glanced at Ah Chu. To be honest, he also wanted to continue firing, but unfortunately the Cinnabar Divine Fire Sky Thunder Cannon was gone.
Time is limited, and it is already good to be able to fire more than a hundred rounds in just a few days. This is already a great effort from Marshal Long.

"Leave quickly."

After taking a look at the quickly retreating soldiers, Mao Xiaofang turned around and glared at Ah Hai and the other two. Ah Hai and the other two gritted their teeth, shouted, "Master, be careful," and ran away.

Qinghai looked at the black clouds rising suddenly in the sky, and then looked at the scarlet blood light and the devilish black fog covering the ruins of Xu Mansion, with deep fear in his eyes: "This thing is really a monster..."

Monsters are different from ghosts. The latter are formed when people or other things die, unlike the former, which only exist in the demon world.

"It has nothing to do with the devil, and it won't be called the Five Internal Organs Devil Spirit."

Zhao Zheng replied that although the Five Internal Organs Demon Spirit was considered a ghost, it was still a demon in essence. It was a little demon who only knew how to kill and destroy. It was also the internal organs of the Blood Boy.

"You all... deserve to die..."

A sharp voice filled with boundless anger suddenly sounded from the black mist and blood light, like a shrill noise, piercing and creepy.
With a loud bang, the collapsed ruins in Xu's mansion were blown away and shattered into powder, and a leopard shadow appeared in the blood mist.

"Leopard... Leopard?"

"Where did the leopard come from in the Xu Mansion?"

Qinghai and Mao Xiaofang frowned and looked at Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng said speechlessly, "Why are you looking at me? I also want to know where the leopard came from in Xu's mansion."

There were quite a few livestock in the kitchen in the backyard of the Xu Mansion, but those livestock were chickens, ducks, geese and pigs that Marshal Xu had specially purchased for his wedding with the Fourth Madam. Who would purchase leopards for a wedding?

Zhao Zheng looked towards the mountains outside the town.

“Maybe he ran down from the mountain.”

"..."×2
The two men from Qinghai frowned instantly, because they saw through the bloody black fog that the leopard in front of them had stood up.

When the leopard walked out of the blood mist, their brows furrowed even more. It was not just Mao Xiaofang and the other two who were frowning.

The same goes for Zhao Zheng.

Because the leopard in front of me seemed to have transformed into a leopard demon and began to walk upright. It was no longer realistic to call it a leopard.

Because in just a few breaths, the leopard's body has mostly changed into a human-like shape, except for some of the leopard's fur characteristics.
The leopard monster's belly was bulging and split in the middle, like an upside-down open mouth, with saw-like teeth on both sides.

A ferocious little humanoid head with leopard features was revealed. The skin on the head was a strange bloody color, and it had a mouth full of jagged teeth. The bottom was a bit out of place.

Or,

A bit small body,

The overall look is very weird.

Zhao Zheng muttered with a strange look on his face.

"Leopard head!"

"..."×2
Don't say

Quite appropriate!

Mao Xiaofang and the other two agreed in their hearts and took out their weapons. It was because the Leopard Head looked too weird.

The last Five Internal Organs Demon Spirit, or the Leopard Head, had a ferocious expression and bloodshot eyes as it looked at Zhao Zheng and Mao Xiaofang.

"die!"

whoosh-

The leopard head flew out from the mother leopard's belly, turning into a blood-red stream of light that broke through the air and attacked them at such a fast speed that they could only see a line of blood flashing before their eyes.

"careful!"

Mao Xiaomian, holding a peach wood sword, spoke with a serious face to remind them that maybe it was the principle to attack the weak first, or maybe Leopard Head was not Thunder Leopard.

bang——

A scream was accompanied by a fleeting bang, and Qinghai flew backwards, screaming and covering his opened stomach.

Friendly reminder: Qinghai has left the team.

"..."×2
After making sure that his useless teammate would not die for the time being, Mao Xiaofang subconsciously looked at Zhao Zheng, as if asking, "Where did you find this person?"

Zhao Zheng refused to answer and gave Mao Xiaofang a look. Mao Xiaofang raised his eyebrows and turned sideways, with the peach wood sword in his right hand shining with golden light.
Slash towards the upper left.

click-

The wooden sword broke with a sound. Looking at the oncoming Leopard Head, Mao Xiaofang's expression changed. Before he raised the Bagua mirror in his left hand,
With a flash of golden light on the ground, Mao Xiaofang's vision blurred and became clear, and he suddenly found that he had swapped positions with Zhao Zheng.

"Come!"

Looking at the leopard head charging at him with its ferocious, bloody mouth, Zhao Zheng quickly reached for the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and with a clang,
The sword roared, lightning flashed, and the Taia sword flashed with white Gengjin lightning. It carried endless sharpness and cut through the air at a speed faster than the leopard head, creating a sonic boom of white waves.

He chopped directly at the leopard's head.

boom!
The scorching white thunder sword energy surged, there was a loud bang, lightning intertwined, and crackling thunder sounds suddenly appeared in the air along with the blood mist all over the sky.

"Knot……"

Before Mao Xiaofang could speak, he saw Zhao Zheng, who had transformed into a black line, approaching him, grabbing the hilt with his left hand, and handing him a bronze sword, saying, "Its strength is not right!"

"Uh-huh!"

Mao Xiaofang was about to ask what was wrong when he suddenly stared at the two characters "Ding Qin" written in small seal script on the bronze sword in his hand.

Look at the sword in Zhao Zheng's hand. The two characters "Tai'a" are also written in small seal script on the sword. No, you know,

I feel like there's something wrong with you now!!
Looking up at Zhao Zheng, Mao Xiaofang suppressed his doubts, knowing that now was not the time to worry about whether Zhao Zheng was Zhao Zheng.
Turning his head to look forward, he saw the blood mist no longer filling the air but gathering into a ball. Mao Xiaofang just listened to Zhao Zhengdao.

"It shouldn't be so powerful..."

"sharp?"

Mao Xiaofang was a little puzzled, but the gathering and dispersal were invisible. Although the strength of the monster was a little beyond his expectations,

But he thinks the problem...

clang--

Damn it,
How come this Leopard Head is so powerful!
Mao Xiaofang held the sword horizontally, veins on his forehead bulging as he circulated his strength throughout his body, watching the leopard head gnawing on the magic sword with a crackling sound.

Just as he was thinking about Zhao Zheng, he heard Zhao Zheng's voice coming from not far away: "Uncle Master, hold on, I'll go chop its mother off."

"..."

No,

Does my cousin's apprentice always speak like this?

Mao Xiaofang frowned slightly, moved his feet, and circulated his strength throughout his body. Golden light rose from the magic sword, and he shouted with a flushed face.

"Break it for me!"

boom!
The strong wind blew, and the leopard head, which was no match for Mao Xiaofang, let out a strange cry and soared into the sky. Before Mao Xiaofang could take advantage of the momentum to chase him,

There was a loud clanging sound, and at the same time, there was a bang, and a terrifying torrent of air swept over.

Mao Xiaofang only felt his right arm being grabbed, and a domineering force moved him to the left, causing his vision to blur. However, before he could resist, he heard Zhao Zheng's voice.

"It's bad. Its mother is more powerful than it."

"???"

Mao Xiaofang slowly typed a question mark, and when Zhao Zheng retreated to the left without him, his sight was restored. He could not see the leopard monster anymore.
There was only a big-eared monster that gradually transformed from a leopard monster into a human. Its left ear was extremely large, and its right ear was the same as that of an ordinary person.

A big-eared monster with a ferocious face.

The leopard head flew in front of the big-eared monster at some point, and looked back at them with a sinister smile: "Hahaha, you're done."

"They are indeed finished."

The big-eared monster, or rather the blood boy, replied with a fierce smile. After he finished speaking, he raised his head and took a deep breath. Regardless of the blood light and black mist that filled the air,

The leopard head was all transformed into evil spirits and entered the mouth and nose of the big-eared monster. Boom! The terrifying evil spirits seemed to be materialized and surrounded the blood boy.
Washing away the dust and gravel around him, the blood boy looked down at Zhao Zheng and Mao Xiaofang, grinning with jagged teeth showing: "Finally got rid of those three monks..."

what--

As he spoke, the big-eared monster roared toward the sky. The terrifying sound waves shook the air, creating ripples, and the surrounding ruins exploded.

For a moment, the air was turbulent and terrifying demonic energy appeared out of nowhere, covering the sky and the sun, hiding the moon and the stars. It was like the scene of a great demon being born, and Mao Xiaofang's eyes widened.

"magic!"

"It's not just a demon, it's also a blood child!"

The Blood Child of the Dahong Sect, the Blood Child that had been suppressed by the three Buddhas for six hundred years. Zhao Zheng frowned as he watched the Blood Child reappear.

"Blood boy? Didn't you say that the blood boy was suppressed by Master Buddha?" Mao Xiaofang said in surprise, and Zhao Zheng nodded.

"Yes, but this bald ass hid something from me!"

"Hehe, I was also deceived, but please rest assured, I will protect your life." A slightly awkward laugh sounded from the sky.

In the sky, a golden stream of light fell, with golden Buddha light emitting from its body. It looked like Master Chuande, who was very similar to Master Ikkyu.

In other words, Marshal Buddha appeared beside Zhao Zheng and Mao Xiaofang with his hands clasped together, and his figure was extremely illusory.

His face kept changing, switching between Fakong and another strange little monk.

"I have met Senior Buddha."

Mao Xiaofang learned from Zhao Zheng that the three masters of Buddha had repeatedly reincarnated to achieve the relic and suppressed the blood boy.

Zhao Zheng smiled and looked at Master Buddha. Master Buddha nodded slightly at Mao Xiaofang, then gave Zhao Zheng a helpless smile.

“I was deceived, too.”

"Hmm? Master Longci?"

"It seems that you are really as smart as Master Buddha said, and you understand everything at once. I wonder what I did wrong?"

A voice sounded from the sky, and a gray-gold stream of light fell to the ground, appearing next to the blood boy, revealing a fat monk.

The fat monk looked young, probably in his 50s or 60s, and was dressed like a monk, but not in the attire of a Central Plains monk, but in the attire of a Tantric Black Sect monk.

A fat lama.

"Last night, of course."

Zhao Zheng looked at Master Longci, who was difficult to understand. The scene in Xu's residence last night was too weird, and he couldn't help but think too much.

"So that's how it is. I didn't expect that it was my own fault." Master Longci sighed, then looked at Master Fode with a smile.

"Friend Fo De, the narrow-minded person you mentioned last night was referring to this young friend? I think you were wrong, weren't you?"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense..."

Master Fo De denied three times in a row, refusing to admit the false charges that Master Long Ci had put him in. Mao Xiao Fang's eyelids twitched, but he pretended not to hear. Zhao Zheng looked at the bald monk Fo De expressionlessly, then turned his head to look at the bald monk Long Ci.

"This man was a living Buddha of Dala Palace. Not only did he guide people to be good, but he also taught them to be kind..." Master Fode changed the subject, but his face changed to that of the monk Fakong in the past.

The story is simple and clichéd. After suppressing the five evil spirits, Master Longci was bewitched by a demon king in the demon world.
Master Longci fought hard at first, but the devil was too strong and he failed. Not only did he turn from a Buddha into a devil, but he also took over the mess of the Dahong Sect. He wanted to revive the blood boy and use his power to let the god (devil) come to the world to reshape the human world...

“Humph, you don’t even understand what Buddha and devil are, let alone what is good and evil.” Master Long Ci sneered when he heard this.

"Oh."

Zhao Zheng said "oh" and at the same time understood why Marshal Xu found the five internal organs evil spirits suppressed by Master Long Ci in a tomb. It turned out that Master Long Ci really became a rebel ninja.

"Are you sure, little friend?"

Master Buddha's face once again became that of Monk Buddha. Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhao Zheng with a flash of confusion in his eyes.
no,
Shouldn't you be asking me?

"Soldiers versus soldiers? Generals versus generals?"

"Yes."

"No."

"..."

"How do you know if you haven't fought!"

Zhao Zheng spoke calmly, winked at Mao Xiaofang, and shook his right wrist, causing Tai'a to move.
The sword rang in the air, and Zhao Zheng turned into a white line flashing with white lightning and rushed towards the blood boy. Mao Xiaofang held the sword, made seals, and chanted spells.

"The sky is clear and the earth is spiritual... the movement is divine..."

Mao Xiaofang's body flashed with golden light and he quickened his pace, following closely behind him and turning into a golden thread. The two demons instantly engaged in a battle.

"Amitabha."

Master Fode clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, watching Master Longci flying into the sky, and then he moved and chased after him.

Master Longci arrived in the middle of the air, stood with his hands behind his back and stopped flying, just looking at Master Fode with pity in his eyes.

"In fact, you already lost last night. Even if the three of you, the master and the apprentice, work together to stop me today, you will not win."

"The law of cause and effect of Yama is powerful, but what if I have no cause and no effect?" Master Buddha showed a compassionate smile.
He pressed the Pure Great Zen Lotus Seal with his hands against his brows, and his body's aura weakened, and the golden light dimmed instantly.

If someone could enter the spiritual platform of Master Buddha to take a look, they would only find that Master Buddha's soul had cracks on it and was emitting the unique spiritual light of the realm of demons.
This is to eliminate the cause by death.

To destroy the fruit by death.

"madman……"

Looking at Master Fode who committed suicide, Master Longci said two words with an ugly face. Master Fode smiled and shook his head like Master Yixiu: "It's been six hundred years, it's time to end..."

Moreover,
He had been to hell six hundred years ago.

What's wrong with going to hell again today?!

Master Buddha put his hands together and cursed at Monk Fakong in his heart: "Damn it, why don't you rob me? If you didn't rob me, you should at least stop me. You really have the heart to let me die!"

"I'm still robbing someone whose soul is scattered?"

"..."×1+1
The corner of Master Fode's mouth twitched slightly, and Master Longci sneered, turning into a strange gray-gold light and rushing over.

"Do you really think that death is without cause and effect?"

"Just give it a try. Besides, did you really win last night?"

"Ok?"

boom--

…………

Going back in time,

last night,

Chanjue Temple,
Outside the Zen Heart Hall,

forest,

By the fire.

"Master, can we monks really eat meat?"

"The wine and meat passed through the intestines, but remained in the heart of the Buddha."

"You're not going to report me on purpose?"

"..."

"Master, did I eat?"

"Eat... huh?"

Master Buddha, who was sitting on the ground turning the barbecue, frowned and looked up at the sky. The little monk next to him looked up in confusion.

But as the golden light flashed in his eyes, the little monk seemed to have changed into a different person and asked, "Tantric monk?"

"Yes, and he comes with bad intentions!"

"Good? What do you think is good?"

A laughing voice sounded, and a fat monk appeared and sat down beside the fire. Before the young monk could speak, Master Buddha interrupted him and said, "Goodness is not something we define."

"Yes, good is indeed not what we define. So, did you three masters and apprentices suppress the Blood Boy for six hundred years really out of kindness? Are you sure it was not for your own benefit?" said the fat monk, or Master Longci, with a smile.

"Who knows? Anyway, in the eyes of all living beings and God, my three disciples and I are good people." Master Buddha said with a smile.

"What about this poor monk?"

“You used to be kind.”

“Is that so? But I think what I am doing now is good…” Master Longci said with a smile, and Master Fode shook his head.

"You also said that it's what you think."

"Oh, forget it, let's eat barbecue."

Master Longci reached out to grab it, but Master Fode sighed and blocked it with his hand: "This is for the two of us. If you want to eat barbecue, help yourself."

"Row."

Master Longci was not angry either. He just smiled and grabbed and shook the two birds on the tree from a distance.
The two birds had their feathers shed, and they were gutted and cleaned and appeared on wooden sticks, which he placed on the barbecue rack.

"You build a shelf yourself."

Master Fode smiled and stretched out his hand to block it again. Master Longci smiled and nodded, then grabbed a branch nearby.

Snapped……

The young monk frowned as he looked at the roasted meat that was squeezed into the fire by the two birds. Just as he was about to finish his words, he felt his shoulder being pressed.

"Your Excellency has a bad temper."

Monk Fakong appeared with a smile on his face, picked up the barbecue that had fallen into the fire and patted it, and Master Longci laughed and said.

"I can't help it. My temper..."

"I am also impatient."

Monk Fakong, who was sitting cross-legged beside the fire, used a barbecue stick to pick up two roasted birds from Master Longci. Master Longci's expression changed slightly, but he still smiled.

"It's not good to be impatient."

"Yes, being impatient is a bad thing. I just said something wrong and he killed me, his master."

Master Buddha said with a smile, Master Longci frowned slightly, then smiled and said: "Maybe it's because your mouth stinks."

"Is there any?"

"Yes, the bad breath is caused by excessive anger. If you are so angry, you shouldn't eat such spicy barbecue."

Master Longci smiled and waved his hand, and the barbecue flew into the stream not far away. Monk Fakong smiled and said, "Just wash off the peppers, why did you throw the barbecue into the riverbed?"

After that, he waved his hand, and the barbecue flew out of the river and fell into the grill. Master Longci smiled and said, "I'm doing this for his own good."

“That’s just your idea.”

Monk Fakong shook his head, and Master Buddha nodded with a smile and said yes, yes, Master Longci frowned and looked at the little monk and said, "It seems that he doesn't know how to appreciate kindness!"

"Oh, you think you're being nice to him?"

The young monk asked back. Monk Fakong and Master Fode frowned slightly. Master Longci smiled and said, "Of course..."

"I said, this is just your personal wish."

"No, the medical books say that bad breath is caused by poor digestion. I have a basis for this." Master Longci smiled and shook his head.

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers at the barbecue and it split into two, with one half moving along the stick away from the flames: "The medical book also says that if you have a bad stomach, you shouldn't eat so much at once."

As he spoke, Master Longci smiled and threw the firewood beside him into the fire. The fire started to burn brightly. "And the food should be cooked."

"You're right, but there are three of us, and on average each person doesn't have much." Monk Fakong smiled and pointed, and the piece of barbecue away from the fire instantly returned to its original position.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot, but are you three really going to treat me to a piece? Not much, just this little bit."

Master Longci flicked his fingers and instantly cut off a quarter of the barbecue, which fell onto the tip of the burning wooden stick.

"I told you, it's not enough!"

Master Buddha picked up the wooden stick with a smile, pierced the barbecue on the tip of the stick, and then put it back.

"Give me one piece!"

Master Longci smiled and picked up a stick to poke a piece of barbecued meat. As soon as he put it into the fire, the little monk grabbed it and threw it into the river beside him: "How can you be so shameless?"

"Well, never mind, I won't eat it then."

Master Longci looked at the little monk's burnt hands with his pupils narrowed, and suddenly smiled: "The meat is cooked, please come in."

Master Buddha's expression changed slightly, and the little monk looked unhappy. Monk Fakong smiled, picked up the wooden stick, took the barbecue off and handed it to Master Buddha.

"Eat it when it's cooked."

"Then eat it. But that young man is very smart, he will definitely find out something is wrong. Also, he is not very narrow-minded, you have to think it through." Master Buddha smiled and took a piece of barbecue, looking at Master Longci while eating.

“Maybe you’re wrong?”

Master Longci smiled with a puzzled look in his eyes, stood up and left with a sigh. Master Fode spat out the barbecue and cursed.

"Damn, it's not cooked yet."

"Of course it's not ripe..."

Golden blood flowed from the corner of Monk Fakong's mouth. The young monk frowned and looked at his right hand that had not healed for a long time and said, "Big Brother, didn't you already know the destiny? How could such a change happen? Could it be that he is stronger than you?"

"He is not much different from us, but the one behind the Yama Mahadeva Karma Wheel that he achieved is even stronger and more shameless..."

Monk Fakong's figure alternated between real and fake, with golden light surging, and finally calmed down, but his figure was a little dimmer than before.

"What about behind you?"

Master Buddha glared at him, and Monk Fakong rolled his eyes and said, "Go ask her in the temple, isn't the statue there?"

"Ahem, pretend I didn't say that."

Thinking of the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva suppressing the blood boy in the hall, Master Fode coughed, then frowned and looked at Monk Fakong: "Don't tell me, you don't know about Longci?"

"I know!"

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"The more you talk, the more mistakes you make!"

"You're done. Zhao is such a petty person."

"...Don't worry, I know my limits. It's true that we lost, but he didn't win either." Monk Fakong said with a smile.

"You should think about what good things you can give him. With his cunning mind, do you believe that our Zen Heart Hall will be gone in the future..."

"Uh, not really?"

"Turn back and let your life go to another palace."

Master Buddha was too lazy to pay attention to Monk Fakong and looked at the young monk. Just as the young monk was about to speak, Master Buddha said, "Go."

The three left.

boom--

The mountain where Chanjue Temple was located suddenly dropped, startling the abbot of Chanjue Temple and others. They all broke through the air and were on alert. Master Buddha appeared and yawned, "Don't panic, this is just me grilling meat... Bah, something went wrong while practicing just now."

“…”×…

"Hehe, go back and do what you need to do. There's nothing wrong with the palace anyway..." Master Buddha waved his hand.

"Yes, Grandmaster..." ×…

…………

Shift your gaze back.

Fengping Town.

clang! clang!
The swords collided with a sonic boom, and violent air waves rippled from the place where the swords collided. Golden light, thunder, and devilish energy collided with each other.
It stirred up a torrent that swept around, turning the stone slabs on the ground into powder and rushing away. Zhao Zheng and Mao Xiaomian took advantage of the gap to distance themselves and looked at the blood boy with serious expressions.

"Outrageous, this blood boy is too hard."

Zhao Zheng looked at the two arms of the blood boy with black scales on them, and then looked at his own Taia sword, and felt that it was outrageous.

This blood boy’s realm is not high, but his defense is even stronger than Xie Yanan’s. He needs at least two Xie Yanans.

Mao Xiaofang nodded in agreement. It was more than just the word "hard" that could describe him. He felt that the blood boy was like a human-shaped magic weapon.
Thinking about it, he was stunned. Wait, was it Zhao Zheng who was dealing with the blood boy with him just now?! Wait, he really has only been a disciple for more than a year?

"I don't believe you're still that hard inside!"

Zhao Zheng put away Tai'a, and turned into a white line flashing with burning white lightning and rushed towards the blood boy. The blood boy showed a grim smile and disdain on his face...

As Zhao Zheng ignored his fist and punched through his body, the grim smile and disdain on Xue Tong's face turned into astonishment.
Zhao Zheng's mouth twitched as he looked at the Leopard Head he had brought out. The Leopard Head bit Zhao Zheng's left hand in confusion.
Four eyes looking at each other,

The general scene is as follows.

________
(●_●)
(д|||)
(Shocked)

(⊙o⊙)
"Uncle Master, this is for you."

Seeing the blood boy whose breath weakened instantly after he left the leopard head, Zhao Zheng wanted to pull the leopard head off, but found that the leopard head was biting very tightly and he couldn't pull it off. So he simply pulled off his left arm and threw it to Mao Xiaofang.

"???"×2+1
No,

Are you too impatient...

Looking at the left arm thrown by Zhao Zheng, Mao Xiaofang was about to say that it was not necessary to do so. He was not capable of catching someone's arm.
Then I saw Leopard Head rushing towards Blood Boy, but before he could do so, Zhao Zheng's left arm pressed his forehead and flew towards him.

"..."×2
The scene fell silent for a moment. The blood boy looked at Zhao Zheng's left arm, which could move on its own, with a confused look in his eyes.

Mao Xiaofang's eyelids were twitching. He felt that something was not right. The meaning was simple: was Zhao Zheng really his cousin's apprentice?

Zhao Zheng didn't think much about it. As soon as he thought about it, the five internal organs in his body roared and howled, the five energies were mobilized, and the five thunders were urged.

He turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the blood boy.
His right hand was raised,

Five-colored light suddenly appeared and filled the air!

Snapped!
With five fingers clasped tightly on the blood boy's face, ripples were visible in the air. Zhao Zheng stepped hard, and the soil splashed and collapsed into a pit.

A man and a demon transformed into five-colored lines, knocking down countless houses along the way, raising billowing dust and a terrible roar, and rushed towards the east.

Mao Xiaofang silently watched Zhao Zheng's left arm rushing towards the east after the leopard head was thrown in front of him.

Therefore,
Is Zhao Zheng really his cousin’s apprentice?

and also,

Is this guy really a human?

……

outside town,

bang bang bang-

The five-colored lines flashing with thunder and lightning seemed to turn into cannonballs flying close to the ground, crashing directly into the walls of houses, sweeping away the dirt and bricks on the ground and arriving outside the town...

until
We arrived at the foot of the mountain three miles outside the town.

boom!
With a loud bang, the mountain shook, and rolling dust surged and turned into a black curtain that covered the sky and the sun. Looking towards the town, a straight gully appeared on the ground, running through the center of the town.

Zhao Zheng retreated cautiously, and when his left arm caught the flying one, he took a look at the two golden lights colliding in the deep sky.
He then retracted his gaze, waved his hand to create a strong wind, dispersed the dust that blocked his eyes, and looked at the bloody child in front of him who had been knocked into the mountain by him.

"Are you a demon too?"

The blood boy was completely embedded in the mountain at this time, and he did not come out. He just looked at Zhao Zheng with doubts as he reattached his left arm.
Anyway, he felt that Zhao Zheng was not a human being.

Zhao Zheng was a little confused, then he nodded heavily, showing a smile that showed that he was really good at judging people, or even demons: "Yes, big brother, you are right, you have discovered all this..."

Zhao Zheng paused and said, "Actually, I am a demon lurking in the world of the living. If you don't believe me, just look at the demonic energy on me."

As he spoke, Zhao Zheng activated the Reverse Tathagata Palm, and the five-colored thunder on his body instantly turned black. Demonic energy surged out from behind him, corroding everything around him. The blood boy's eyes showed an "as expected" look.

"Who's your boss?"

"Seven-star Demon King!"

"kill!"

The blood boy roared, broke free from the mountain wall in an instant, and rushed towards Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng slowly typed a series of question marks: "My master said that anyone who encounters the Seven Star Thief's disciples must be killed without mercy!"

"..."

Should I be glad that I didn't say that I was the son-in-law of the Seven Star Demon King? Zhao Zheng complained in his heart, thinking that his cheap father-in-law had a bad relationship with people. Pah, the demon relationship was really bad. He quickly said, "Brother, you misunderstood. I am not a subordinate of the Seven Star Dog Thief."

"Ok?"

The blood boy stopped walking, and Zhao Zheng quickly spoke up, reaffirming his identity: "Brother, I am one of you. You misunderstood. Let me tell you the truth. I am actually a subordinate of the Nine Palaces Demon King. Look, this is the trophy I snatched from the Seven Stars disciples."

As he spoke, Zhao Zheng revealed his soul and displayed the Seven-Star Magic Armor given to him by the Seven-Star Demon King. Xue Tong clenched his fists as he watched.
He looked at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly, without saying a word, but his breathing was heavy, and the demonic energy around him was surging even more violently.

"Uh, even the Nine Palaces Demon King can't do that?"

"He's dead. Killed by Qixing."

"..."

My father-in-law is awesome!

Zhao Zheng was too tired to complain. The blood boy's face was so ferocious that veins on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Zhao Zheng.

"You keep lying to me. Damn it!"

"Um, if I say that I am a subordinate of the gossip devil, would you believe it?"

"..."

Xuetong understood that this pretty boy was treating him as a fool. There was obviously no gossip demon king in the demon world.

"Oh no, this idiot won't be fooled."

Zhao Zheng felt regretful as he looked at the blood boy rushing towards him with a fist full of demonic energy. He made a move with the magic seal in his hand and the blood boy's face changed.

"Rainbow Flow: Golden Light Illusion Heart-stealing Technique."

Tracking magic - on.

Mirage Technique: ...After your research, the small teleportation array is not only used to move oneself, but also to move the enemy through array plates and other means...

When Zhao Zheng used the Star-Picking Technique to penetrate into the Blood Boy's body, he not only brought out the Leopard Head, he also shrunk the array plate engraved with the small teleportation array and put it into the Blood Boy's body.

As soon as the tracking spell was activated, the blood boy was uncontrollably flashing in and out of the area of ​​more than 30 meters. He looked at Zhao Zheng in horror: "What did you do to me!"

He just looked at her, but his eyes narrowed. He had to squint his eyes because the colorful light flashing on Zhao Zheng's body was too dazzling.

"Come on, tell me who your boss is!"

Zhao Zheng held the sword case in his left hand, and as he opened it, whoosh! whoosh! whoosh! The four-eyed, six-armed sword case flew out and grew larger in the wind.
Then, everyone returned to their place.
The beggar's version of three heads and six arms—open.

"???"

Is there really a gossip demon king in the demon world?
The blood boy who was moving uncontrollably stared at the strange scene in front of him with wide eyes, thinking in his heart, he began to think that it was possible.

After all, the demon world is so big.

"say!"

Zhao Zheng took a step forward, and the black dirty thunder under his feet, which looked like mud, caused ripples and swept in all directions. The magic tools held in the six arms moved, revealing various colored divine lights.

"Are you really one of the gossip demons?"

“…Ah, yes, yes.”

Zhao Zheng's momentum stagnated, and his face showed a look of finally understanding. The blood boy who kept flashing around looked a little embarrassed.
Suddenly, Xue Tong frowned: "No, if the devil is behind you, why are you helping them deal with me?"

broken,

How come this guy's feet are off the ground again?

Zhao Zheng approached the blood boy, his eyes slightly moved as he explained: "You, don't you understand? I heard that the reason you failed back then was because the Bodhisattva attacked you. Think about why the Bodhisattva attacked you?"

"Ah this..."

Xue Tong was speechless. If he really understood, he would not have been suppressed by the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva for six hundred years. It was only today that he got rid of the suppression of the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva with the help of Master Longci.

"You still don't understand? It's been six hundred years, brother!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the embarrassment on the blood boy's face, bent his legs slightly, and the mud under his feet suddenly formed a big pit. He swung his six arms and smashed the weapons at the blood boy.

"Change into a sheep—open!"

"???"

Xue Tong was stunned. He didn't understand what was going on. Why did Zhao Zheng suddenly start a fight? He felt his vision change.
Zhao Zheng's figure suddenly grew taller. He saw Zhao Zheng waving his six arms, and six magic weapons came smashing down one after another.

Do not,
wrong,

Not smashing down on me!

Instead, he took the initiative to meet Zhao Zheng's attack.

No matter how stupid Xue Tong was, he understood what was going on. His landing point was obviously planned by Zhao Zheng, which made him furious.

"Meh—"

The blood boy stared at his hand that had turned into a sheep's hoof, or rather, himself who had turned into a sheep, with wide eyes, and let out an angry roar.

"Bah!"

"Mee, where's your dad?"

clang! clang! clang--

The dense attacks came down like a tide. From a distance, one could only see two streams of light, one black and one red, colliding non-stop.
The lightning and demonic energy collided and collided. Every time they collided, there were loud noises and ripples, turning into a terrible torrent that crashed into the surroundings.
On the ground, rocks shattered, trees cracked, and grass shredded, stirring up billowing smoke that rose into the sky. In just a breath of time, a large circular pit covering an area of ​​30 meters appeared on the ground.
After a few more breaths, the two of them fought until the surrounding mountains shook continuously, the surrounding trees broke with a bang, and the rocks rolled down.

The broken wood was blown up by the wind, but before it hit the ground it was swept away by the pervasive evil energy and turned into dust and was blown away by the wind.

until,

After dozens of breaths,

The evil energy covered an area of ​​one kilometer in radius.

Swish!
The sword rang and split the sky, surrounded by five colors, and the terrifying thunder dispelled the black fog and evil spirit, showing the scene of the five thunders and fully displaying the power of the five thunders.
Bang!
The blood boy who had just finished transforming into a sheep was slashed heavily by Zhao Zheng's sword and smashed into the mountain. The mountain shook, rocks fell, smoke rose and grass flew. Zhao Zheng stood in the air with six arms holding magic weapons, but did not chase him.

"Why... do you always hit my ears!"

The blood boy rushed out of the mountain angrily, looking at Zhao Zheng with furious bloodshot eyes, and his whole body turned into a stream of blood.
The left ear doesn't look very good. The whole ear is broken into pieces. Although it didn't fall off, blood was flowing all over it.

It looks like a pair of pig ears that can't be cut.

The kind that even Zhu Bajie would tremble with fear just by looking at it.

"Aren't ears a weakness?"

"you……"

Xue Tong subconsciously lowered his head to look at his chest. When he looked up and came to his senses, his expression changed. The next second he saw Zhao Zheng grinning.

"stupid guy!"

Weapons put away,

Nine Threads External Alchemy – Open.

九线程·外丹术：……在你的重新研究之下，你的每次攻击都可以借助外丹经络额外爆发出携带你本体攻击5×30%+4×50%+本体100%，共计450%的攻击力度……

Note: ...the duration and power of the attack depends on the integrity and strength of the external elixir meridians...

Six arms: 4×50%
Three heads: 5×30%
Body: 100%
Total: 450% attack power...

boom--

Zhao Zheng's magic power moved, ignoring the damage to his meridians, and the five-colored light on his body evolved into a dazzling white lightning.
The blinding white lightning was surging, as if the white thunder flames were surrounding Zhao Zheng's body, and at the same time, it was sweeping outward with him as the center. Wherever it passed, the surrounding evil energy and black fog disappeared completely.

Within a radius of 100 meters, whether it was demonic energy, blood, flying dust, or fallen leaves and grass, all disappeared in an instant.

"kill!"

Zhao Zheng shouted loudly,
Manual punch,

boom--

The violent, blinding, blazing white lightning formed a materialized collision wave that blasted out with the fist, with sonic booms and flashes of thunder.
until,

Bang!
The punch arrives,

The terrifying white lightning turned into a pillar of lightning that shot up into the sky, and violent air currents carrying crackling arcs flowed back in all directions.

boom--

Ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters...

The torrent of blazing white lightning swept in all directions quickly, and only stopped when it approached the town. Everything within a radius of 3,000 meters was completely destroyed.

Everything is obliterated.
The ground suddenly became several meters lower. Not only were there no trees, but even no rocks. Only fresh soil was exposed.

Even the mountain not far away was hollowed out into a semicircular inverted bowl stretching for hundreds of meters by Zhao Zheng's terrible punch.

"You... are so powerful... but... who is the Gossip Demon King..." The blood boy muttered to himself, while Zhao Zheng remained silent.

never mind,

Next time, don't lie to fools.
Weird...ridiculous.

Bang!
The blood boy exploded with a bang, turning into a blood mist all over the sky. Zhao Zheng's mind moved, and he used the Earth Devouring North Sea Swallowing Sky Technique, which was a fusion of the Six Treasury Immortal Thief and Zhong Kui's Ghost-Eating Technique. He opened his mouth and sucked.
The blood mist and demonic energy all entered his stomach,

It turned into pure spiritual energy and was absorbed by him.

"Haha, it's just as I thought. This bald ass won't give me three 'half relics' for no reason."

Zhao Zheng looked at the bulging face on his stomach, took out the three "half relics" given by Master Fo De from his back and threw them into his mouth.
With a few clicks, the relics entered his stomach, and the blood child who wanted to be resurrected in his stomach died instantly. Then, a more refined spiritual energy was produced.

"Ok?"

Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows, and with a thought, the blood-red light that had begun to block his vision emerged and intertwined to form a system panel.

The innate five elements of the Taoist body, the holy fetus and the five internal organs.

(3.76%) (3.98%)

(4.23%)

The transformation of the five internal organs was progressing rapidly, but within a breath, it reached 99% and then suddenly got stuck.

"???"

Zhao Zheng slowly typed a question mark, and the next moment, with an invisible crisp sound, his mind moved, and his Yang Shen flew out of the Purple Palace.

Oh no,

It should be said - the primordial spirit.

"It has become the primordial spirit? Isn't this something that can only be achieved after refining Qi and transforming it into a spirit? Also, is this because of the fight between me and the blood boy, or is it the effect of the three 'half relics'?"

Zhao Zheng couldn't figure it out, and he was too lazy to think about it. He just looked at the Yuanshen in front of him that had condensed after the transformation of the five internal organs reached 100%, and couldn't help but secretly said: "The innate five elements Taoist body is awesome."

Although his Yuanshen could be called Yuanshen before, it was still Yangshen to be frank. Now it is different.

Yin and Yang meet - the primordial spirit emerges.

Even if he died unfortunately, as long as his soul was not destroyed, he could live another life by possessing another body. If he didn't possess another body, he could also become a ghost immortal...呸呸呸呸,

I won't die no matter who dies!
Zhao Zheng clenched his fist JPG.

He opened the talent column of the system and began to browse. As he browsed, Zhao Zheng muttered in his heart: "After the five internal organs, it is..."

"Oh, it's Wuhua!"

The innate five elements of the Taoist body, the Holy Embryo Wuhua (6/10)

Wuhua people have hairy nails, face and lips. Zhao Zheng muttered to himself and looked at his hands with doubtful eyes.
Still no change.

"It will become clear once the transformation is complete..."

Zhao Zheng's soul flew back to the Purple Palace and looked up at the sky. He saw two streams of light, one gold and one gray-gold, colliding with each other in the depths of the sky.

Every time there is a collision, there is a loud noise like thunder, which causes the space to distort, the clouds to disperse and the moon to disappear, and the sound is quite loud.

"If three Buddhas are able to obtain the title of Arhat, right? Is this Master Longci so awesome? Or is it that the Demon King gave Master Longci too many benefits?"

Zhao Zheng pondered in his heart, retracted his gaze, looked into the town, and was surprised that Leopard Head was not dead. He moved his feet...

Ok,
As expected of you, Uncle Master.
It’s awesome. Leopard Head is dead.

Zhao Zheng stopped, touched the crack in the skin between his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and grabbed his body, looking at the twenty-second relic.
He folded it up, took out the sword case, put away the three-headed six-armed beast, and changed into the same clothes. He looked at the mess around him and flew back to the town.
Before reaching the town, he met Mao Xiaofang face to face. Mao Xiaofang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhao Zheng coming back.

"Where's the blood boy?"

"died."

"Huh? Dead?"

"His strength and realm are not equal."

Zhao Zheng thought for a while and said, Blood Boy is very strong, especially in defense, but his realm is not high enough.
It's like someone who has never played with nunchakus. Not to mention hitting others, it's a blessing not to hit yourself.

specific,

you could put it that way.

Level: Level 80 (Level 40)
Name: Blood Boy

Race: Demon

Skill: Magical Aura
The information in brackets is the true strength of the blood boy. In Zhao Zheng's opinion, the blood boy's strength should be given by the devil behind the blood boy.

Of course, this does not mean that the Blood Boy is weak. The Blood Boy is still very strong, especially his defense is simply outrageous. Ordinary cultivators will definitely be killed if they easily face him.

Pity,
The blood boy is not smart.
No additional skills yet.
Plus I met him and Master Buddha.

"It would be better if I died. Wait, what do you look like?"

Mao Xiaofang frowned as he looked at Zhao Zheng's pale face. Zhao Zheng waved his hand and said, "It's not a big problem. It's just that 90% of the meridians are destroyed, and the five internal organs are damaged, and the bones are broken..."

"???"

"Don't worry, uncle master, I won't die. But are you okay with your injuries?" Zhao Zheng looked at Mao Xiaofang's slightly pale face.

"It's okay for me, but you..."

Mao Xiaofang grabbed Zhao Zheng's wrist and felt his pulse. He frowned and looked at him. He shouldn't be so lively. No, no,

It should be said that Zhao Zheng should not be alive.

"Are you... not in pain?"

Mao Xiaofang organized his words and looked at Zhao Zheng with complicated eyes. Zhao Zheng nodded: "It hurts. My meridians are damaged, my internal organs are broken, and my bones are cracked in many places. It hurts so much."

"But you..."

"Will it stop hurting if I scream?"

Zhao Zheng smiled and said, it only hurts, it's just a temporary thing, just bear with it and it will pass. Mao Xiaofang frowned slightly when he heard this.

"I'll heal you..."

Mao Xiaofang was silent, silently watching the meridians in Zhao Zheng's body recovering at a speed he could not understand.

"I told you, I know how to heal!"

"..."

"Let's take a look at Master Qinghai first."

Zhao Zheng spoke, Mao Xiaofang nodded, looked up at the sky, and then the two flew towards Xu Mansion and finally found Qinghai under a ruin.

Qinghai is not dead, he is just in a coma, and the wound opened by Leopard Head in his stomach is bleeding badly...

"This injury..."

Mao Xiaofang frowned. His medical skills were great, but facing Qinghai's injuries, he felt powerless. He had lost too much blood, and his intestines were ruptured...

"Let me do it……"

Zhao Zheng stepped forward and performed healing magic. Although Qinghai had a face similar to Huang Xie, this Qinghai was not Aben, but a good man, a good monk.

"A Zheng, your injury..."

"Good people shouldn't die like this."

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand and placed it next to Qinghai's abdominal wound, and performed a healing spell. As his magic power circulated, Qinghai's injuries began to recover.
After dozens of breaths, Zhao Zheng withdrew his hand with an even paler face. Mao Xiaofang hurriedly went to support Zhao Zheng and said worriedly.

"Are you OK?"

"It's not a big problem, it's just that the meridians that have just been repaired are rotten again." Zhao Zheng refused Mao Xiaofang's support and took the pulse himself.

"..."

I think your problem is not serious.
This should be a big problem for me.

Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhao Zheng with a complicated expression. He thought Zhao Zheng was not a... good person. Now it seems that he was worrying too much.

"ended."

Zhao Zheng suddenly spoke, and Mao Xiaofang subconsciously looked up at the sky. Two brilliant golden Buddha lights came across the sky and fell to the ground, revealing Master Fode and Master Longci standing on both sides of the street and looking at each other.

"It turns out that your knowledge of destiny has reached the highest level. It is not unfair for me to lose, it is not unfair..." Master Longci suddenly laughed miserably and said,
Cracks appeared on the surface of the body, shining with golden and black light. After a bang, there was nothing else except a golden and black relic lying on the ground, shining.

"Amitabha, so good, so good..."

Master Fode put his hands together, and Monk Fakong and the little monk walked out from behind him. The three of them chanted the Buddha's name. Master Fode's face suddenly changed and he dodged to the side, but before he could avoid it, he heard Monk Fakong's voice.

"Certainly!"

Monk Fakong raised his hand and pointed, and two golden lights froze Master Fode and the other man. Mao Xiaofang was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Zheng caught him and gave him a look.

Fakong glanced at Mao Xiaofang, opened his mouth and sucked the golden and black relics left by Master Longci. The golden and black relics entered his mouth, and after a few clicks,

Monk Fakong's body glowed with golden light, and then he formed seals with his hands and pressed his big hands on the head of Master Fode, whose body was becoming increasingly illusory and emitting spiritual light from the realm of hell.

"Brother!"

With a muffled groan and blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, the little monk who broke free from the immobilization spell looked at Monk Fakong, but was indeed stopped by a look from Monk Fakong.

Master Buddha, who had also gotten rid of the fixed body method, stared at Monk Fakong with wide eyes: "You are crazy, you don't want to go to the West to ask the Bodhisattva, you have sacrificed six lifetimes of hard practice to save me..."

"Master..."

"Ok?"

"obedient."

Monk Fakong spoke with a smile. Master Buddha wanted to struggle, but found that he could not move at all. The same was true for the little monk.

Master Buddha looked at Zhao Zheng frantically. Zhao Zheng opened his mouth but chose to pretend he didn't see it.

He couldn't stop it.
It's not about whether you can win or not.
But Monk Fakong had already made up his mind to leave.

As Monk Fakong closed his palms and dispersed his energy, Master Fode watched helplessly as Monk Fakong sacrificed six lifetimes of hard practice in exchange for his life.

Monk Fakong looked at Master Buddha and smiled, "I told you when I killed you that everything would end."

"What the hell..."

"Master..."

"Well, you say, you say..."

Master Fode's eyes were red, and he wanted to reach out his hand to touch Monk Fakong, but he was afraid that it would speed up Monk Fakong's transformation into the realm of darkness.

"Remember to save me in the next life. Forget it, I'd better not save you. I have been single for six lifetimes..." Monk Fakong smiled and shook his head.

After he finished speaking, he nodded to the little monk, turned his head to look at Zhao Zheng, and flicked his fingers. A ray of golden light sank into Zhao Zheng's brow.

"Don't use C4 to blow up the Zen Heart Hall..."

Listening to the monk Fakong's voice, Zhao Zheng looked at the ball of light that appeared in the Purple Palace and nodded in agreement with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
In his heart, he understood the power of the destiny-seeing skill.

"Amitabha."

Monk Fakong put his hands together, showed a compassionate and peaceful smile, and transformed into a spiritual light from the realm of demons that ordinary people could not see, and returned to heaven and earth.

"Let's go to the underworld."

Master Buddha spoke to the little monk with red eyes. The little monk nodded heavily, and the two of them disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, golden light shone brightly in the night sky, and a sense of purity and peace emerged. A bodhisattva with golden light that covered the clouds and the moon appeared: "The Buddha has received your merits..."

"..."×2
The atmosphere in the field was slightly silent. Mao Xiaofang quickly lowered his head. Zhao Zheng was seriously injured and unconscious. The Bodhisattva with golden light was silently looking around.
No,

What about people?

Where are my two Arhats?
Where are the two Arhats as big as me?

The Bodhisattva, who did not want to reveal his name, coughed and said seriously, "You two did a good job, you are worthy of being disciples of the Taoist sect."

"…Thank you for the compliment, Bodhisattva."

Mao Xiaofang said respectfully, raised his head quickly for a glance, and found that he could not see the true appearance of the Bodhisattva, so he quickly lowered his head again.

"Amitabha."

The Bodhisattva's chanting of the Buddha's name disappeared, and Mao Xiaofang breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he hear Zhao Zheng's low and urgent voice.

"This Bodhisattva is so stingy that he doesn't even give me anything."

"Yeah... Bah, what are you talking about..."

Mao Xiaofang said nothing more, but quickly lowered his head after seeing Zhao Zheng faint again, "Huh? Why is there no golden light?"

Could it be the immortal of my Taoist sect?

Hmm? Where's Qing Guang?
Why not?
Mao Xiaofang looked up at the sky in confusion, but there was nothing there. Oh, I understand. Zhao Zheng really fainted.
Huh? I'm really dizzy!
Mao Xiaofang's eyes widened.

"Azheng..."

……

The next day,

In the wee hours,

The third day of September.

Xu Mansion,

It was not the Xu Mansion that had become a ruin, but the Xu Mansion of Mayor Xu, who was a cousin of Marshal Xu.

In the guest room,
by the table.

"If A Zheng is fine, then there's no need to say anything. If A Zheng is okay, well, then there's no need to say anything." Uncle Jiu said with a smile.

"..."

No,

But I am your cousin?

Mao Xiaofang looked at Uncle Jiu opposite him with a twitching mouth through the water curtain of the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Technique, and said helplessly with his head down.

"I understand, but is A Zheng's strength...and, this sword..." Mao Xiaofang frowned and looked up, taking out the Dingqin Sword that Zhao Zheng had not had time to take back.

"Oh, this one, I practiced it for him on purpose."

"..."

"What? You don't believe it?"

"..."

Ha ha,

understood,

This kid must be your illegitimate child.

Mao Xiaofang rolled his eyes, and slightly exerted force on the Ding Qin Sword, looking at the Ding Qin Sword that didn't even deform.
Therefore,
How can you make him believe this?
"Ok?"

"Believe, ahem, of course I believe big brother."

Mao Xiaofang spoke quickly, as if he felt it was embarrassing to speak too quickly, so he coughed and said seriously.

"Just believe it. Well, I'm also planning to teach him how to practice the Tianwen Sword." Uncle Jiu said with a smile. Mao Xiaofang rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Okay, take good care of Zheng. I have to go to the headquarters. Otherwise, I would not bother to let Zheng stay with you. As an uncle and a senior disciple of Mount Longhu, you can't even protect a junior. Hehehe..."

"..."

Let me tell you,

If I can't beat him,

Bah, if it weren't for you being the boss,
I don't... Mao Xiaofang quickly lowered his head and repeatedly said that what his elder brother said was right. Uncle Jiu snorted and frowned slightly, saying: "You said that Fakong gave Ah Zheng something before he died?"

"Yes, it looks like it should be a kind of inheritance."

"Oh, it's not good to get mad at this... ahem, remember to ask A Zheng for me, what the monk Fakongtu gave him."

"it is good."

"Ah."

Uncle Jiu withdrew his Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Technique. Mao Xiaofang took the magic basin off the table and looked at Zhao Zheng's Ding Qin Sword in his right hand.

"Zhao Zheng... Ding Qin..."

Mao Xiaofang looked at the Dingqin Sword in his hand, then looked towards the northwest. It was strange. Could it be that Mount Li was really open?
"Ok?"

Mao Xiaofang was surprised that the Ding Qin sword suddenly disappeared from his hand. He looked around for it but before he could find it, he heard Zhao Zheng who had woken up at some point.

"I put the sword away."

"oh oh."

Mao Xiaofang breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he felt that this sword was truly miraculous. He then went to help Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Zheng waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary, and got up from the bed and sat on it, looking at Mao Xiaofang: "I really trouble you, uncle, this time."

"It's not a problem, but Monk Fakong..."

"What he gave was the magic of the Zen Heart Hall, or the inheritance of the Zen Heart Temple..." Zhao Zheng said, and Mao Xiaofang thought to himself that it was indeed the case.

"By the way, Uncle Master, is the purpose of Master Fo De and the others going to the underworld to save Monk Fa Kong? Can they still save him after entering the underworld?"

Zhao Zheng asked doubtfully, Mao Xiaofang shook his head: "I have already asked the master about this question last night, and the master said no, at least he didn't listen... The masters said that the Xi Realm can be saved."

Of course, this "Xu realm" refers to the one that has completely become a "Xu realm", not the one like Buddha who is in the process of becoming a "Xu realm".

"oh oh……"

"Moreover……"

Mao Xiaofang paused, thinking of the fact that when a person dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he becomes a Xi, when a Xi dies, he becomes a Yi, when a Yi dies, he becomes a Wei, and when a Wei dies, he becomes invisible. Then he continued, "The Xi realm is not the end. There are still Xi, Yi, Wei, and Xing behind. If they can be easily rescued, then the underworld will be in chaos."

"Too……"

Zhao Zheng nodded, and he thought of what was said in the Tao Te Ching: "Colorless is Yi, and soundless is Xi." In his opinion, the following types of ghosts should gradually erase the information contained in them.

Just like formatting a hard drive or deleting photos on a mobile phone in later generations, you think you have really formatted it cleanly,
No, no, no, you didn't format it cleanly. It can still be restored through some means, just like a ghost can live a second life by taking over another body and returning to life.

As for the 魙希沂微形, it is similar to a deeper level of formatting, for example, smashing the memory particles of a hard drive.

"Ugh……"

The one who sighed was not Zhao Zheng, but Mao Xiaofang. Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Maybe Master Fo De and the others will succeed."

"hope so."

Mao Xiaofang nodded. Just as Zhao Zheng said, good people should not die like this. In his opinion, Master Buddha and the other two were very good people.

Thinking about it, Mao Xiaofang smiled and said, "Your father and your uncle have come to see you many times just now. Do you want me to call him over?"

"it is good."

Zhao Zheng nodded. What followed was naturally a series of family love scenes, but the one who was the saddest was not Zhao's father.
It was Zhao Zheng's cousin Zhao Ming who looked at him with contempt, while Marshal Cao admired him and Marshal Xu yawned.

The reason is that everyone who understands it will understand it.

"Dad, Uncle, Uncle Long and Uncle Cao, don't worry, I'm fine." Zhao Zheng said with a smile, and Zhao's father and others nodded.

Marshal Cao even smiled and said, "I'm glad you're alright. Before my son Shaolin left, he said he wanted to be friends with you."

"..."

Shaolin? Wait, this general's surname is Cao, right? Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "There will definitely be a chance to make friends next time."

Everyone exchanged pleasantries again. Marshal Long rubbed his hands and laughed, "Well, nephew, that's the tomb of Empress Dowager Cixi you mentioned before."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone instantly perked up, even Marshal Xu who was yawning stopped yawning. Zhao's father frowned slightly but said nothing. Zhao Zheng smiled and spoke.

"I know where it is, but do you dare?"

"..."×3
Marshal Long and the other two had a frozen expression on their faces, and looked at Zhao Zheng with awkward smiles. They called themselves marshals, but when compared with those marshals, they were a little inferior, so naturally they didn't dare to do so.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you in the letter. If I said you would have a share, then you will definitely have a share, but not now. Also, let's talk about the profit sharing first."

Zhao Zheng said, spitting out 30% and 70% respectively. Marshal Xu waved his hand and said, "70% is too much. If we divide it among the three of us, 70% is too..."

"I mean you three, us seven."

"Did Young Master Zheng say something wrong?" Marshal Cao asked with a smile. Marshal Xu also frowned. Marshal Long didn't say anything, but secretly winked at Zhao Zheng and reached for the gun at his waist.

"Then you guys are fighting this?"

"..."×2
"If you don't dare to resist, what else can you say?"

Of course, Zhao Zheng didn't say this, because he didn't dare to resist. As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

The Qing court is gone, but it has only been two years since its death. He was just planning to take advantage of the time when Marshal Chen in the original novel of the Zombie Taoist Priest took away the jewels from Cixi's tomb to rob him.

After finalizing the details, which actually meant letting Marshal Xu and the others wait for notification, everyone left the room, except Zhao's father.

"Don't worry, the tomb is 90% fake. It's just a fake tomb made by the Qing court. I wouldn't dare to tell you if it's not fake." Zhao Zheng said to his father.
How could Cixi's tomb be in Gantian Town? Zhao Zheng never believed that the Cixi's tomb in Gantian Town was real.

He just thought that Cixi's tomb in Gantian Town, including the people in the tomb, were all fakes deliberately set up by the Qing court to confuse people.

Seeing that Zhao's father was relieved, Zhao Zheng asked his cousin about his emotional problems, which made Zhao's father roll his eyes.

"You still don't trust your family?"

"I'm afraid of feeding an ungrateful person."

"...Don't worry, he doesn't dare. It's not like he doesn't know who bought his position as county magistrate." Father Zhao said.
Also, they saw everything happening in Fengping Town clearly from outside the town, and he did not forget the stunned looks on Marshal Xu and the others' faces.

"It's OK as long as you don't dare. By the way, are you short of money?"

"..."

Father Zhao looked expressionlessly at his son who asked him if he was short of money. He felt that this was too unreasonable. As he thought about it, he uttered a word.

"lack."

"Give."

Zhao Zheng took out a small wooden box from his back and placed it on the ground, then continued, "Also, don't forget what I told you..."

"Don't worry, I haven't forgotten..."

"Well, okay, go down, I need to heal my wounds."

"..."

Do you really think I don't dare to fight...

Father Zhao looked at Zhao Zheng who was holding the wooden box with a dark face, gritted his teeth and said yes, Zhao Zheng chuckled.

"Smelly boy..."

Father Zhao smiled helplessly and patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder and said, "Take good care of yourself. Just like you said, only by staying alive can you have a chance."

"Don't worry, I understand."

"Um……"

……

dawn,

morning,

Fengping Town, on the street.

"Why are they leaving in such a hurry?"

Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhao Zheng, who yawned and said, "My father and the others are busy, so it's just a coincidence that I can come here this time."

"..."

What a coincidence?
Are you sure you didn't call them? Mao Xiaofang was too lazy to point it out, and just looked at the houses that were being rebuilt.
He looked at Zhao Zheng again with admiration in his eyes. It was because these houses were rebuilt by people sent by Zhao Zheng. But suddenly his brows frowned.

Zhao Zheng glanced at Mao Xiaofang, then at the workers who were busy building the house, and said, "Master, don't worry. I will pay for the money for building the house and the materials. They don't have to pay."

"That was not what I meant……"

Mao Xiaofang looked embarrassed, and Zhao Zheng said as he looked at the people in front of him who were building their houses with the workers.

"The money for building a house is nothing to me, but for them...some of it is almost as much as a person's money."

"One person's money?" ×2
Ah Hai and the other were puzzled, and Zhao Zheng did not explain. Mao Xiaofang patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder and said with a sigh.

"You...are interested."

"Just because I have money."

Zhao Zheng shook his head. He knew very well what kind of person he was. He had no heart, he just had money.

"You..."

Mao Xiaofang looked at the modest Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng did not say anything, but just looked at the trucks of trees being transported out of the town.

"Hmm? What are these trees?"

Mao Xiaofang looked at the convoy transporting trees in front of him in confusion. Zhao Zheng pointed outside the town and said, "We destroyed some places when we fought with the Blood Boy. Now we are repairing them. Well, people should respect nature."

"Hiss, how much does this cost?"

"Yes!"

When Achu and the other two spoke, Mao Xiaofang's expression changed from kind to vicious, and Achu and the other two immediately lowered their heads obediently.

"Humph!"

Mao Xiaofang snorted coldly, not bothering to look at the two of them, but looked at Zhao Zheng: "By the way, what did you say to me this morning that you felt that the opportunity was becoming more and more obvious..."

"Uncle Master, have you forgotten what I told you? Did you sense an opportunity during the few days I stayed at your Fuxi Hall?"

"..."

Uh,
be honest,

I always thought that was your excuse for being lazy.

Mao Xiaofang complained in his heart, and said with a serious expression, "Remember." Looking at Zhao Zheng's eyes, he clenched his fist and coughed.

"Ahem, of course I remember."

"Oh……"

"..."

"Hehe, that's just right. You should stay in Fuxi Hall for a while to recuperate and see if you can find the opportunity you sensed." Mao Xiaofang coughed, and Zhao Zheng said with a smile.

"Uncle Master, I don't live here for free, I pay the rent."

"Ok?"

"Ahem, what about that?"

"Do you think I can accept this money from you, uncle?"

Mao Xiaofang rolled his eyes. He felt that if he dared to take the money, Uncle Jiu would come over and teach him martial arts.

"Of course not."

"You……"

Mao Xiaofang smiled and patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder. He coughed a few times, frowned slightly and said, "I'm going back to Xu's house to boil medicine. You should go back early to take the medicine. Ah Hai, you two stay and accompany Ah Zheng."

"Yes (Yes, Master)."

Zhao Zheng and the other two nodded and continued their inspection. While they were inspecting, Achu smiled and walked forward to hug Zhao Zheng's shoulders, but Zhao Zheng dodged him.

Zhao Zheng looked at Ah Chu, who smiled and pointed at the workers who were building the house and said, "Junior Brother Ah Zheng, there are so many people working here, aren't you afraid that they will be lazy?"

"Ok?"

"Ahem, what I mean is that I happen to have some free time right now, so why don't I be the supervisor and help you watch over these workers? You can just give me two as a token of your appreciation."

Ah Chu chuckled, as if he would do no harm if he invited me. Ah Hai was speechless. Zhao Zheng pointed at the groups of soldiers with guns coming not far away and said, "The supervisors are coming."

"..."×2
"If you have nothing to do, read the Heart Purifying Mantra more often."

Zhao Zheng reminded him. Ah Chu's face darkened when he thought of what happened yesterday afternoon. He snorted and his previous good expression was completely gone.

"You know I can recite the Heart Purification Mantra by heart, so you should take good care of your injuries to avoid getting sick later."

After saying that, Ah Chu walked straight to the pastry shop nearby. Ah Hai smiled awkwardly and tried to smooth things over: "Ah Zheng, Ah Chu always talks like this. Don't take it to heart. Don't bother with him."

"rest assured."

Zhao Zheng spoke with a smile, coughed, and said that he was going back home. Ah Hai nodded, hesitated for a moment, and listened to Zhao Zheng.

"I can just go back by myself."

"hey-hey……"

Ah Hai watched Zhao Zheng go back. Ah Chu, who was standing by, snorted and muttered that being rich was nothing special. He walked towards Ah Hai with the cakes he had bought. But just as he left,

Just like the left foot trips the right foot,

Bang!
Ah Chu fell flat on his face and screamed. Zhao Zheng, who had not walked far, retracted his gaze, flicked his thumb, and the ocean flew out of his hand, muttering, "I have always been a big man and I don't remember the mistakes of a small man..."

Because he usually took revenge on the spot, and since he had already taken revenge, why would he still remember the grudge? Thinking of this, he flicked the dollar with his thumb again.
Ah Chu screamed again and flicked the dollar six times in a row. Zhao Zheng then put away the dollar and silently recited a system.

Name: Zhao Zheng

Age: Nineteen

Realm: Essence, Qi and Spirit, Refining Qi and Transforming Spirit
Luzhi (3): From the right of the ninth grade Tianshu Yuan...

Status: Weapons proficiency…

Talent: Innate Five Elements Tao Body Holy Fetus (6/10)

Kung Fu: Maoshan Qingdadong True Sutra...

Avatar: Fate...

Gates of all realms: charging...

Available tasks: Task 1...

Item: A permanent mission fund card...

Zhao Zheng lied to Mao Xiaofang. Monk Fakong gave him not only the inheritance of the various magic spells of the Zen Heart Hall,

He also gave him the seeds of the supernatural power of knowing destiny.

Of course, he told Uncle Jiu about it, and Uncle Jiu said that he did the right thing, because the ability to see destiny... is pretty powerful.

Unfortunately, he didn't understand, and didn't even understand how to use the destiny skill. The system's magical power column also showed destiny skill.
But it is black,
It’s just like the position under one person.

"Why don't we go back and look for some more Buddhist scriptures? After all, this magical power belongs to Buddhism..." Zhao Zheng thought for a moment.
He shook his head and thought, forget it, there is no need to do this. His intuition told him that this was not something that could be understood by just reading Buddhist scriptures.
It's about understanding.
Yes, Satoru.

When the opportunity comes, you will understand.

If you don't have the opportunity, it will be difficult to understand.

"No rush, I'm still young... I'm only eighteen years and four months old..." Zhao Zheng thought, frowned and dodged the two men who were running towards him. The two men panted, said sorry and ran away in a hurry.

Looking at the two men who seemed to be running for their lives, Zhao Zheng had not yet continued walking when he saw several ferocious-looking men passing by him, obviously chasing the two men.

Just didn't catch up.

Several men looked at each other, came to Zhao Zheng and surrounded him. One of the men holding a butcher knife even said.

"Do you know those two people just now?"

"do not know."

"Hmph, he looks like a pretty boy. Guess whether I believe what you say or not? Take him back to the market first. I don't believe that the two men who stole the weights will not come back." The butcher sneered, and the others echoed him.

"Oh, there's something wrong with your weight, isn't there?"

Zhao Zheng thought for a moment before speaking. The butcher glared at him and said, "Haha, you said you were not in the same group as them. Now you're exposed."

"Is there really a problem?"

"catch……"

Bang!Bang!Bang!
"Protect Master Zheng!"

"Quick, protect Master Zheng!"

"Why don't you put down your weapons?"

A burst of gunfire, accompanied by the panicked voices of the soldiers, rang out. The butcher and others were dumbfounded. They stared blankly at the soldiers surrounding them and the guns pointed at them.

"Master, spare my life..."

The butcher held his hands high, his butcher knife had already fallen to the ground, and the same was true for the other men. Zhao Zheng looked at the people who were dispersing around him and said to Marshal Xu's adjutant who was walking over.

“I heard that you have to drive piles when building a building?”

"That's...right, right."

The adjutant's face turned pale and he immediately lowered his head. Tu Hanzi and others stared blankly with their eyes wide open, then immediately knelt down and cried.

"Grandpa, please spare my life..."

Zhao Zhengli ignored him and just took the handkerchief from the adjutant's pocket, wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with a smile: "It's just a joke, I'm not that cruel..."

"Well, find out how many people are involved in this matter, and then find a reason to kill all the bad guys." Zhao Zheng stuffed the handkerchief into the adjutant's pocket and continued to go back to the mansion.
The crying behind him turned into cursing. After the screams and gunshots, everything returned to silence. Zhao Zheng looked thoughtfully at the wires connecting the two men in the corner to him.
Blurred lines,

reach out,

捏，
click-

The line broke, and the thoughts of A Biao and A Hu in the corner changed instantly. They looked at each other and ran towards the adjutant.

"Sir, we have something to say..." ×2
"It seems... not difficult."

Zhao Zheng looked at the fate-control skill on the magical power column, which was no longer so dark, and thought about it. He put away the system and walked into the gate of Xu's mansion...

……

night.

"Lights are on in room four tonight."

As Butler Li spoke, the four wives of Marshal Xu were all surprised, and they felt that Marshal Xu was a little...

Do not overestimate your own capabilities.

Little did they know that Marshal Xu had already taken them all. Marshal Xu now felt that he could beat four people alone.

"Hiss, as expected, I want them all!"

Watching Xu Er's movements, Marshal Xu sighed in his heart, and then began his journey to get everything. Mao Xiaofang, who had just returned home after inspecting the progress of the house construction, felt that it was ridiculous.
Ah Hai and the other guy just felt...envious.

"Get your stuff ready."

"Huh?"×3
Mao Xiaofang and the other two looked at Zhao Zheng in confusion. Zhao Zheng showed the dollar in his hand and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, someone will die tonight."

"Huh?"×3
"Don't worry, the one who died was a bad guy in a sense."

"???"×3
Mao Xiaofang wanted to know who died, but Zhao Zheng said he had no idea. Mao Xiaofang was stunned, and then Zhao Zheng said, "Just because I know someone is going to die doesn't mean I know who is going to die."

"..."×3
Don't say

That makes sense.

The three of them nodded silently. Mao Xiaofang frowned and calculated with his fingers. He found that someone was going to die as Zhao Zheng said. He looked at Zhao Zheng in surprise. The four of them just returned to the yard where the guest rooms were.

Bang! Bang! Bang——

A series of gunshots and the servants' exclamations broke the silence. Mao Xiaofang frowned and said to Ah Hai and the others.

"Go get the stuff!"

"Yes, Master."

Although Ah Hai and his partner ran to the guest room to get their weapons, Zhao Zheng and Mao Xiaofang went to the place where the gunshots were heard.

The small courtyard where the third lady lives.

As soon as they entered the yard, they saw Marshal Xu standing at the door with a gun in his hand, looking dazed. The servants were trembling and dared not approach.

"Uncle Xu..."

Zhao Zheng shouted, and Marshal Xu raised his head with a forced smile and said, "It's okay, just two thieves died, you can go back first."

"But……"

Mao Xiaofang was about to speak, but Zhao Zheng took the lead and said to the servants, "Okay, you guys go out first."

With the help of the Soul Enlightenment Technique and the Seven Emotions Controlling Technique, the servants left subconsciously. Marshal Xu opened his mouth, but when he saw Zhao Zheng and Mao Xiaofang were already looking towards the room, he smiled bitterly.

"I made you laugh..."

When Mao Xiaofang looked at the two disheveled bodies lying at the door of the room, or rather the bodies of the Third Madam and Butler Li, he understood everything in an instant. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Uncle Xu, leave them to me, to avoid any incidents like ghosts coming back to life..." Zhao Zheng said.

Marshal Xu nodded, then sat down on the ground stupidly, holding his head and sobbing. Zhao Zheng and Mao Xiaofang looked at each other and began to collect the bodies.

Zhao Zheng and his companions asked Marshal Xu, and directly asked Marshal Xu's brother, Mayor Xu, to bury the third wife's body a thousand meters away from the Xu family's ancestral tomb overnight. Mayor Xu cursed at this and said that Marshal Xu was as soft-hearted as a woman.

Zhao Zheng and Mao Xiaofang looked at each other helplessly. After handing the body of housekeeper Li to Qinghai, Zhao Zheng and the other two returned to Xu's residence. As for Ah Hai and the other two, Zhao Zheng did not mention them and Mao Xiaofang did not bring them along either, to avoid getting hurt by a slap in the face.

"Ok?"

Mao Xiaofang came to the outside of Xu's house and frowned as he looked at the maids and servants carrying the packages and leaving Xu's house. Zhao Zheng sighed and said, "What is love in this world? It makes people pledge to each other for life and death..."

"Ugh……"

Mayor Xu sighed. There is no doubt that Marshal Xu had withdrawn these maids and servants out of despair, huh? No,
Why don’t you want a cook anymore?

Mayor Xu was puzzled. Zhao Zheng also looked at Chuqi, Abin, and Xiaoyu who were leaving Xu's house with their bags.
Thinking about Xiaoyu and others who were supposed to die in the original movie, Zhao Zheng turned on the system and muttered to himself as he looked at the fate channel which had become brighter.

"It seems that I have a high level of understanding..."

"Fuck, what's going on? Why are you all gone? Did Marshal Xu go bankrupt?"

"Strange, where are Master and A Zheng? Didn't they ask us to prepare our weapons?"

The voices of Achu and the other man were heard, and Mao Xiaofang frowned and walked into the door. After a while, in the guest room yard, Zhao Zheng was cracking melon seeds and looking at the two people who were carrying buckets in their hands, holding incense on their crotch and doing horse stance.

"Come on, two brothers, one, two, three, eggplant."

Zhao Zheng had a bad idea in his mind and took out a camera from behind. A flash of light flashed and Ah Hai and the other man subconsciously dodged.
bang bang bang...

The bucket fell to the ground and the two men fell down. Zhao Zheng looked at the two men who were about to eat each other and turned his head and shouted loudly to the room behind him.

"Uncle Master, the two brothers are slacking off."

"???"×2
No,

Can you be a human being!
Ah Hai and the other man glared at Zhao Zheng, but when they saw the door of Mao Xiaofang's room was opened, they hurriedly got into their horse stance again.

"Stick it till dawn."

Mao Xiaofang said this expressionlessly, then slammed the door shut. Ah Hai and the other man looked at each other with bitter faces and shouted.

"No, Master..."

……

Time flies by,

Three days later...

(End of this chapter)