Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 360 Shi Jian: I said, pick it up! (Additional chapter 1, 2 more to go!)
"You Maoshan people are so deceiving..."

Chang Ming Zhenren was so angry that his hair stood on end, but he was interrupted by Shi Jian as soon as he started to speak. Shi Jian said indifferently.

"Not to mention that today is this young friend's wedding day, just talking about this monster, I don't see any blood or evil spirit on it. It's you Changming Sect who are so arrogant. You took the human monster pill without asking any questions. Could it be that you really use the monster pill to practice?"

"???"×2
Hell,

My uncle (brother) can speak now.

Bah, my uncle (brother) knows how to scold people.

Zhao Zheng and Uncle Jiu looked at Shi Jian in surprise as he spoke so many words in one breath. Shi Jian saw the reactions of Uncle Jiu and the others from the corner of his eyes and his mouth twitched but he was too lazy to explain.

He just doesn't like to make excuses, but that doesn't mean he won't make excuses. What's more, Chang Ming Zhenren started to accuse others right from the start. If he doesn't make excuses and ends up being criticized for it, how can he continue to be the head of Maoshan in the future?

Even if he didn't mention the position of the head, he couldn't let the other party accuse him of being indifferent to the monsters.

Because this will damage the reputation of Maoshan.

"What a sharp tooth..."

"Pick it up."

"you……"

Chang Ming Zhenren was interrupted again and was furious. He was not angry about anything else, but because Shi Jian interrupted him one after another. He was so angry that his three bodies jumped up and down, and he shouted angrily: "Shi Jian, you are looking for death."

"I... am looking for death?"

Shi Jian raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes. The sleeves of his Taoist robe fluttered in the wind. Blue arcs of electricity on his body burst the air, making crackling sounds. Zhao Zheng and others had just retreated.

The next moment, everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and a violent airflow exploded like a hurricane. The visible ripples in the air hit the tables, chairs and food in the restaurant and shook them violently. They were suspended in the air. When everyone's vision was finally restored,
I saw two streams of light, one blue and one black, shooting straight into the sky. It was none other than Shi Jian, who was rushing towards the sky while pinching Chang Ming Zhenren's neck.

"Just fight, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

As soon as Shi Jian's domineering words fell, the next moment, there was a rumbling sound of thunder, and in an instant, the sunny sky disappeared.
The wind was blowing violently, and in the blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered in the sky. Within the clouds, thunder dragons and electric pythons rolled and circled continuously.

This is not Shi Jian casting clouds and rain,
Instead, I replace Heaven’s heart with my own!

Thunder was born, the sky changed, the sky's will was my will, my will was the sky's will, in just a breath, the sky became dark.

Two points of light, one blue and one black, kept colliding in the dark sky. Every time they collided, a deafening sound like a bolt from the blue was produced, echoing in everyone's ears.

Gu Xuanwu and the others were stunned, and Wu Xin stared at the horrible scene in front of him with his eyes wide open.

You can also see that Chenzi is swallowing his saliva.

Gu Xuanwu, who had long since stopped hiding behind Wuxin, was shouting "Gods, gods" in a daze. Just as Uncle Jiu was staring at the sudden change in the celestial phenomena and frowning, trying to estimate the strength of Master Changming.

The man and woman who had been following Master Changming stepped forward and bowed, then said in a slightly cold tone: "Changming Sect's Ruoqiu (Ruoming) greets Senior Brother Lin."

"We don't agree on what we are talking about... a word is too much..."

Uncle Jiu shook his head and looked at the two men who took out daggers and suddenly stabbed him. He frowned, took a step forward, and stretched out his hands.

Bang!Bang!
Two muffled sounds were heard along with muffled groans. Ruoqiu and the other man, whose legs were stuck into the ground by a punch and who had retreated several meters, stared blankly at their empty hands.

"A sneak attack is not what a righteous person would do!"

Uncle Jiu threw the two daggers in his hands expressionlessly. Ruoqiu and the other man looked at each other and retreated away together.

The two of them didn't say anything harsh, but they were flying towards Shi Jian and Chang Ming Zhenren who were fighting high in the sky. Seeing this, Uncle Jiu frowned and turned back to say to Zhao Zhengdao.

"Protect them!"

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he soared into the sky and chased after the two of them. After seeing Uncle Jiu leave, the disciples who came with Master Changming looked at each other, took out the pills and stuffed them into their mouths.
Then they all stepped forward, and one of them, a middle-aged man with a simple and honest look, Duanmu Ming, a disciple of Changming Zhenren, stretched out his hand and said, "Please move aside, my two junior brothers!"

"There is strength in numbers, A Zheng, I have this..."

Before Shi Shaojian could take out the amulet that Shi Jian gave him, Zhao Zheng interrupted him: "I'll leave a few for you... Forget it, they're all mine!"

Swish!
The golden Qimen Bagua lit up from the ground. After the dazzling golden light appeared, Zhao Zheng was gone, and with him the disciples of the Changming Sect.

"???"

Therefore,
Is my junior brother so strong?

Shi Shaojian was completely confused. When he came to his senses, just when he was thinking that Zhao Zheng would at least leave one for him, a golden light flashed on the ground in front of him, and a disciple of the Changming Sect appeared in front of him with a look of horror on his face.

"Witchcraft...witchcraft..."

“Hmph, you have limited knowledge. This is the method of Qimen displacement.” Shi Shaojian said disdainfully, turning back to say to the dazed Wuxin.

"Protect them!"

"oh oh."

Wu Xin responded subconsciously, and then he saw Shi Shao Jian's legs glowing with a familiar golden light. When the speed talisman was activated, Shi Shao Jian secretly thought that it was bad, he had forgotten about Wu Xin.
Just as he was about to withdraw the speed talisman, the opponent suddenly rushed over, swinging his fists at him at an unreasonable speed.

The punch was so powerful that it created a terrifying gust of wind. Shi Shaojian, who had already opened his third eye during the gap, frowned and stepped back to avoid it.

"You are a demon!"

"Hmph, you are so ignorant. This is the art of attracting immortals!"

"Sideways!"

Shi Shaojian sneered and just looked at the other party who was imitating his words with anger in his eyes. He reached his right hand into his sleeve, pulled out a red rope, and swung it, turning it into a long red stick.

"Come……"

……

"What a pity, we can't kill him..."

Zhao Zheng, who had brought this group of Changming Sect disciples to a deserted street using strange magic, looked at this group of people possessed by evil spirits with regret.

The reason is simple: the other party is on the right path, and there is no excuse. This is the disadvantage of being a good person, but also the advantage.

To give a simple example, even if Shi Shaojian was caught by the other party accidentally, the other party would not dare to do anything to Shi Shaojian.

At least not openly.

Moreover, he might have to serve Shi Shaojian with delicious food and drinks, because the Changming Sect is the orthodox one.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng put away his distracting thoughts and looked at the honest-looking man who had originally spoken: "Ask a question."

"Junior Brother Zhao, please speak."

Duanmu Ming, the honest man, nodded and smiled, and even winked at his fellow disciples while speaking.

Zhao Zheng didn't pay attention to the Changming Sect disciples who were secretly surrounding him, but asked curiously: "How do you control the demonic power from corroding your Dantian? Is it a pill? Oh, it really is a pill, amazing, this pill formula can give... Never mind, this is a bit too much."

Zhao Zheng stopped talking with regret. Duanmu Ming waved his hand without changing his smile, and all the disciples of Changming Sect drew out their swords with clangs.

"Please move over, Junior Brother!"

"I hate smiling tigers!"

Zhao Zheng's brows suddenly frowned, Duanmu Ming kept smiling and was about to speak, but the next moment, he found his eyes blurred.

As his eyes blurred, a biting gust of wind blew in his face, stinging his cheeks and causing his pupils to shrink suddenly. The long sword at his waist shone with golden light, and a golden barrier appeared on his body.

"weak!"

The sound fell,

Palm arrived.

click-

With a crisp sound, the golden barrier shattered, and along with it, the scabbard of the long sword hanging on Duanmu Ming's waist also shattered.

Duanmu Ming's face changed, but he did not look panicked. The reason was that the jade pendant hanging around his neck was shining with golden light.

Another barrier lit up, with a more intense golden light than before, but Zhao Zheng shook his head: "It's still weak!"

The words fell,

Clap your hands,

There was another cracking sound, and just as Duanmu Ming's eyes showed fear and he was terrified, Zhao Zheng's big hand suddenly covered his face.

"Wan Qi...the third level of rebirth..."

Zhao Zheng's indifferent voice sounded, and Duanmu Ming only felt that the demonic power from the immortal pill was pouring out like a flood.

Not only was his demonic power gone, Duanmu Ming was also horrified to discover that the magic power in his body and the magic power that protected his dantian from being eroded by the demonic power were also gone, causing Duanmu Ming's face to change drastically.

Do not,
No!

Duanmu Ming wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't open his mouth, and he couldn't even move.

"Oh, the power of the snake demon!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the dense pale scales that appeared on his right hand, slowly retracted his hand and examined it, without even looking at Duanmu Ming who had fallen down because his dantian was eroded by demonic power due to the triple Wanqi Ni Sheng that broke the balance in his body.

As for how the Third Level of Wanqi Nisheng could absorb the opponent's magic power, it was because of his great healing skill.

Great healing technique yysd!

"I can't kill you, but I can cripple you!" Zhao Zheng muttered in his heart, glanced at Duanmu Ming who had suddenly gone insane, raised his head to look at the Changming Sect disciples around him with terrifying eyes, grinned,
He continued to activate the Third Level of Wanqi Nisheng, and the muscles in his right hand swelled violently. With a ripping sound, the sleeve burst open, revealing his right arm with bulging veins, solid muscles, and covered with pale scales.

"The Immortal Elixir...so-so."

The demonic power contained in the pill is scarce, not as abundant as the demonic power in his jade ring. But on second thought, it makes sense, as the jade ring is exclusively his.

And this unlucky snake demon... well, roughly counting, it was divided into at least a dozen pieces, well, it was really miserable for the snake demon,
I don’t know if it’s a white snake.

"kill!"

Someone roared in anger, and all of a sudden, the disciples of Changming Sect rushed forward with swords in hand. However, even though they were swinging their swords, their hands and mouths did not stop moving.

Seals were pinched and incantations were chanted, and all kinds of magical instruments were sacrificed. For a moment, black wind, evil fog, poisonous gas, bloody light, as well as fine needles, golden arrows and other various strange spells appeared one after another and hit Zhao Zheng.

The main point is a tacit cooperation, which obviously looks like they have practiced many times, maybe even with monsters. Zhao Zheng frowned and looked thoughtful: "Is this just like a cult that cannot be destroyed?"

Think a little,

The thinking is over.

Okay, he understood that the life of a monster is not a life.

For example, the Changming Sect is like the FBI who makes people feel suffocated, and the demon is probably like Mo.

As I said, the life of a monster is not a life. It is true that the Changming Sect kills monsters to obtain the elixir without distinguishing between good and bad, but precisely because they only killed monsters, the Changming Sect is fine.

Although this is just speculation, Zhao Zheng feels that it is almost certain. Besides... every sect has its own dirty deeds.

His mind was as fast as lightning. Although Zhao Zheng was thinking a lot, the outside world was only a moment away. He put away his distracting thoughts, looked at the attacking spells, moved his feet, and Zhao Zheng turned into a black line with black demonic energy that flashed past the people of Changming Sect.

Afterwards, he dispersed the demonization of his right arm, activated the expulsion technique to restore the torn sleeve, and walked towards the restaurant without looking back.
He ignored the motionless disciples of the Changming Sect behind him and just counted silently in his mind until he counted to three.

Three words fell,
bang bang bang...

The dantian of all the Changming Sect disciples made a loud banging sound, and then they fell to the ground screaming, wailing for a while. It's not that the Changming Sect disciples are too weak, but that they are too targeted. The three-level Wanqi Nisheng that Zhao Zheng knows can not only devour demonic power,

Similarly, he can also use this to devour the magic power in the opponent's body that protects the dantian. Once the balance is lost, the disciple of the Changming School who borrowed the elixir will be useless.

If it weren't for this, Zhao Zheng would have to waste at least... one more microsecond. Alas, there was nothing he could do. He was too strong.

"He is... a demon..."

Is Maoshan so lenient in accepting disciples now?
In the dark corner, Yue Qiluo, who had not witnessed everything, looked at the right arm that had become normal with curiosity. When Zhao Zheng walked away,

She looked up solemnly at the flashing thunder and loud noise in the sky, as well as the spell that frightened her, and then disappeared on the spot.

Zhao Zheng, who had already arrived at the restaurant with the help of a small teleportation array set up in the city in advance, was unaware of this. Zhao Zheng just glanced at the Changming Sect disciples who were lying on the ground miserably, and then looked at Shi Shaojian and Wuxin who had bruised faces and noses.

"Tsk, two against one and it ends up like this..."

"Humph!"

Shi Shaojian snorted coldly, glanced at Wuxin's palm which no longer had any wounds, and winked at Zhao Zheng.

"Huh? Is your eye twitching?"

"..."

Shi Shaojian took a deep breath and glared at Zhao Zheng. He realized that he really gave Zhao Zheng... Never mind, he would not bother with him.
Looking at Zhao Zheng who was holding his wrist and treating his injury, Shi Shaojian thought that this time it was over, well, there won't be a next time!

"You...oh, you don't need my treatment."

Zhao Zheng looked at Wuxin and found that the injuries on Wuxin's face had almost healed. He thought to himself that this was outrageous.

Wuxin frowned and did not answer Zhao Zheng's question. Instead, he pointed at the unconscious Changming Sect disciple on the ground.

"He... has a demonic aura!"

"I know. I also know that their sect relies on demon pills for cultivation. No, their demon pills are gone because of this."

Zhao Zheng pointed at the tall weasel Old Wang who was lying on the ground in the restaurant as if dead, and Wuxin frowned when he heard it.

Chu Chenzi, who was standing by, opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief, "With the help of demon pills to cultivate, they have gone crazy. Aren't they afraid of turning into something neither human nor demon?"

"Don't worry, even if you turn into a monster, others won't. We are professionals in this area." Zhao Zheng said.

Master Su, who had been hiding behind the table with his wife, poked his head out and said, "It... Old Wang is gone. What will the demon pill you mentioned... Hey, don't pull me!"

Master Su glared at his wife and continued to say to Zhao Zheng: "What will happen if the old king loses the demon pill you mentioned!"

"Hundreds of years of hard training are all gone. Whether I can survive depends on fate..." Looking at Lao Wang's condition, Zhao Zheng told the truth.

"Ah, will he die? Master Zheng, no, Master Zheng, please have mercy on him and save him. I have money, I can give you money."

Master Su quickly ran out of the table, came to Zhao Zheng and said, Shi Shaojian looked surprised: "Aren't you afraid of it?"

"I'm scared, but it's my storyteller after all. I can't just watch it die without helping it!" Master Su said with fear as he looked at Old Wang, who had revealed his true form as a weasel as tall as a human.

"You are a wonderful person..."

Gu Xuanwu, who did not leave but sent someone to call his men over, glanced at Lao Wang and clicked his tongue. If it were him, he... forget it, he didn't know whether he would save him or not.

"This number!"

Zhao Zheng was not polite and stretched out a finger. Mr. Su subconsciously wanted to agree, but Zhao Zheng added, "Ten thousand dollars."

"???"

No,

Can I regret it?
Mr. Su's eyes widened. Ten thousand dollars, you must be kidding. Although his Su family has this much money, they can't...

"Forget it, help, help, help!"

Mr. Su looked at Lao Wang's eyes and waved his hands irritably. After that, he turned to his wife who was about to speak.

"Shut up and go home."

"Yes!"

Mrs. Su nodded and left with gritted teeth. Zhang Xianzong, who was watching from the side, felt that Mr. Su had gone crazy. Not only him,
Gu Xuanwu thought the same thing. Shi Shaojian was full of envy and immediately decided to ask his father for a medical skill when he returned home this time.

After looking at Wuxin and Yueya, Zhao Zheng stepped forward and squatted beside Lao Wang. Facing the old man whose fur was dull and whose spirit was gone and who was about to die, he said, "You followed a good master. By the way, you should be thankful that you are a vegetarian..."

After he finished speaking, Zhao Zheng stretched out his right hand, and the nail of his thumb popped out in front of the wide eyes of Wu Xin and others.

They only saw Zhao Zheng using the nail of his thumb to gently scratch the tip of his index finger, leaving a tiny cut.

As soon as the wound appeared, blood gushed out. As it did so, everyone sensed a refreshing fragrance. In an instant, the surrounding flowers, plants and trees grew wildly.

Countless weeds were growing wildly in the cracks between the stone slabs on the ground, and some even grew and blossomed in an instant. Shi Shaojian opened his mouth wide at the strange sight.

It can also be seen that Chen Zi took a deep breath and looked at his own increasing magic power and exclaimed in surprise: "This blood makes my magic power increase..."

Although Gu Xuanwu and others, as mortals, did not know what magic power was, they felt a sense of pleasure in their bodies under the influence of this strange fragrance.

Wuxin didn't feel any pleasure, but he smelled a familiar scent from the strange fragrance. Wait, a familiar smell. Yes, his blood also had this smell. It wasn't a strange scent, but... a feeling he couldn't describe.

“I feel a bit disappointed…”

Zhao Zheng muttered something and flicked a drop of blood into Lao Wang's mouth. After the blood entered his mouth, Lao Wang's dull and lifeless hair began to recover and his weak breath began to disappear.

"really……"

Zhao Zheng understood in his heart, thinking that everything was almost the same as he had thought. When he was in Huangjia Town, he said that he was probably equivalent to one tenth of Tang Monk's flesh.

Now that so much time has passed and he has become so much stronger, he feels like he is now at least half a...

Well, it should be at least equivalent to one-third of Tang Monk. Looking at Lao Wang recovering, Zhao Zheng felt that his feeling was correct.

"Thank you... Senior... for saving my life!"

Still lying on the ground, Old Wang, who had transformed from a dying weasel into a immortal weasel, opened his mouth to express his gratitude, but his gratitude was met with a barrage of angry curses from Master Su.

"Damn it, you should thank me!"

"Thank you!"

"never mind……"

Master Su waved his hand with disdain at Old Wang, who was still lying on the ground and had not yet transformed back into human form, and Old Wang forced a smile on his face.

"Actually... I wanted to scare you with magic... Can you please stop eating those wild game..."

"Use magic? Scare me? Fuck, I won't treat it, Master Zheng, I won't treat it..." Master Su cursed angrily, obviously really angry.

"No."

Zhao Zheng shook his head in rejection. You’re kidding. If you say you don’t want to save him, then then don’t save him. After that, he ignored Master Su’s plea.

Instead, he turned around and looked outside the restaurant. As he looked, he saw two streams of light, one blue and one gold, flying rapidly from the sky.

Bang!
A figure landed on the ground with a thud, uttering a familiar scream and splashing a cloud of blinding dust. The person who landed was no other than...
It is none other than Changming Zhenren.

Seeing Chang Ming Zhenren land on the ground, Shi Shaojian's eyes lit up with joy, he turned to look at Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu who were falling from the sky, and said excitedly.

"Dad...Master, are you okay?"

"Master, Master Uncle, are you all right?"

After looking at Master Changming who was lying on the ground in the same position as Lao Wang, Zhao Zheng spoke. Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian shook their heads to indicate that everything was fine.

Shi Jian walked forward expressionlessly, and came in front of Chang Ming Zhenren, his face still indifferent: "Now, who is looking for death?"

“Ahem, I was just one step behind in chess at that moment. One day, I will... ahem... ahem... ahem..." Master Changming coughed continuously and stood up tremblingly.

"Always waiting."

Shi Jian responded calmly. Chang Ming Zhenren winked at Ruo Qiu and the other man who were seriously injured and flew in from the door. He covered his chest and walked out of the restaurant. However, just as he reached the door of the restaurant, Shi Jian's voice rang out: "I said, pick it up."

"you……"

Chang Ming Zhenren spat out a mouthful of blood, pointed at Shi Jian tremblingly, and fell to the ground unconscious. Ruo Qiu and the other two who were not far away suddenly changed their expressions and hurried forward. But before they could go forward, they saw Shi Jian pointing at Lao Wang.

Lao Wang: ?????

No,

You...

Old Wang stared at Shi Jian with eyes wide open!

Ruoqiu and the other man on the street outside the door looked at the arcs of electricity that were faintly visible in the air around them, and felt as if they were being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast. The two looked at each other.

Ruoqiu lowered his head and walked forward, grabbing the back of the neck of Lao Wang, who had no ability to resist. As the person involved, no, it should be said that as the rat involved, Lao Wang looked at everything happening in front of him in confusion.

He stared blankly at Ruoqiu and the other man who brought him to the door and put him down, then helped the unconscious Changming Zhenren away, then turned to look at Shi Jian, no, are you...

"Ok?"

Shi Jian raised his eyebrows, and Lao Wang quickly lowered his head and lay on the ground pretending to be dead. It was not that he didn't want to save face, but that he couldn't afford to offend this guy.

Uncle Jiu looked around, frowned at the strange plants and trees around him, and subconsciously glanced at Zhao Zheng.

"General Gu, I'm troublesome to you here. Please repair what needs to be repaired. Tell me how much it costs and I'll pay for it." Zhao Zheng said to Gu Xuanwu, who quickly nodded his head in agreement.

"Walk."

Shi Jian spoke lightly, and everyone returned to the inn. It was not until they arrived at the backyard of the inn that Shi Jian's face turned pale and he stopped.

He just swung his right hand, and drops of demonic power like ink fell to the ground, emitting foul-smelling white smoke and a sizzling corrosion sound.

"Sideways!"

Shi Jian sneered disdainfully, turned his head to look at Uncle Jiu, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw black smoke coming out from behind Uncle Jiu's head and the demonic power in his body was forced out.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"I know."

"..."

Seeing Shi Jian who was stubborn, Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes and turned to look at Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng told him about how those people from Changming Sect suddenly went insane, which made Shi Shaojian look confused.

He could hear Shi Jian's eyelids twitching, and Uncle Jiu's expressionless face. Zhao Zheng said sternly, "I think there must be something wrong with their skills. That's it."

"..."×3
You feel,
Do we believe it?

There was a moment of silence. Zhao Zheng pursed his lips and asked the key question: "Master, Master Uncle, I have a question..."

"…Speak." ×2
Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian both paused and frowned at the same time. It was for no other reason than that they remembered the bad experience caused by Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng looked at the two people who were on guard instantly with a strange look in his eyes, and said directly: "Isn't it a bit too stupid for Master Changming to do this?"

"Huh? What do you mean..."

(End of this chapter)