Become the Emperor of Man by starting from the Qiyun entry

Chapter 40: Line Drawing of Arhats

Huo Qiu Shui came and left in a hurry.

She didn't stop for a moment, took Huo Wenda's body and returned to the Huo family urgently.

It is obvious that the eldest daughter of the Huo family is preparing to take advantage of the time difference and launch a siege on the Wangui Sect.

An idea suddenly popped up in Chu Wujiang's mind.

[It seems that the Huo family had some connection with the Wan Gui Sect in the past. ]

[So Miss Huo has to launch a siege before the Wan Gui Sect withdraws.]

[It's just right for me to ask the Huo family to help me explore the way. I don't know when the gravekeeper that Uncle Fu mentioned will arrive.]

Few of the noble families are clean.

Chu Wujiang would not think that the Huo family was just standing on the dry shore and had not participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Chu family.

If we really settle this account, no noble in Longzhou will be able to escape.

Chu Wujiang is now a big shot in Longzhou. What he wants is not the satisfaction of revenge, but an alliance of interests.

There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

Now that the Huo family is willing to stand on the Chu family's side, they can forget about the past grudges.

"Master Wang, let's carry Youwei's body back and inform the world."

"The Chu family and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect are irreconcilable."

"At the same time, put pressure on Prefect Liu to ask the court to send more experts."

The Wangui Sect has become so crazy that the imperial court should send more powerful masters to investigate.

It would be best to mobilize powerful soul-level experts to conduct a carpet search and not let any one go.

As the son of a noble family, Chu Wujiang would rather fight with intelligence than with strength.

There are many experts in the court.

A high-level player like him should be severely reported and use the power of the court to get things done for him.

"Yes, master."

Coach Wang responded quickly.

Chu Wujiang made a plan and opened the room. Yue Yinglou was already waiting outside the door.

This beautiful woman in her thirties respectfully presented the treasure of Tingyuxuan, the White-line Arhat Painting, and explained:
"Lord Longcheng, this [Line Drawing of Arhats] has been appraised by the Eighth Master and is said to be personally drawn by Lay Buddhist Shenghua. It is a pure auspicious object that can protect the family and home from harm."

"Please accept it, sir."

Chu Wujiang would not take any risks and signaled Yueyinglou to open the painting himself.

With a swish, the picture appeared in front of everyone.

This is a scroll depicting an Arhat conquering a demon.

In the moonlight, an arhat is calm and majestic, with a solemn and compassionate face, and his monk's robe fluttering gently in the wind. He is surrounded by demons with hideous faces, baring fangs and claws.

However, Luohan seemed to be out of the matter and looked particularly calm.

The expression of eyebrows and eyelashes is fully captured between the strands of hair. This cannot be achieved without the magical power of the brush.

It is indeed a treasure.

Chu Wujiang had taken many fortune treasures, but there were only a few that could make him feel shocked when he saw them. He couldn't help but ask:
"Who is Mr. Shenghua?"

Yueyinglou quickly replied:
"To answer your question, Master Shenghua was a master of Xuandu Temple. Later, for some unknown reason, he left the Taoist temple and traveled around the world, making a living by painting. It has been more than three hundred years since then."

"His authentic works are extremely valuable. I was lucky enough to meet someone who sells heirlooms, so I was able to buy this."

As expected, there are good things in the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. The truly top masters can directly create secret treasures of luck.

Chu Wujiang's eyes lit up.

He has been searching for auspicious objects and secret treasures that bring good luck.

If we cling to the big guys, won't we be able to produce continuously?

Although things are not that easy, it does not prevent Chu Wujiang from being optimistic.

"Very good, put this treasure away."

"Yes, my lord."

Yue Yinglou saw Chu Wujiang's expression and realized that he was quite satisfied with this treasure, so he quickly put the painting away, handed it to Instructor Wang, and then passed it to Chu Wujiang.

【150 points of cyan luck detected.】

[Is it transformed into luck and absorbed, or is it condensed into new luck? ] Blue Dao Luck?

Chu Wujiang was a little surprised. It was the first time for him to obtain green luck, let alone a new kind of Tao luck.

It's indeed a good thing.

Chu Wujiang showed no emotion, but instead said with concern:

"How was Youwei's body handled?"

"In reply to your Excellency's words, we have prepared a fine coffin for Master Lin's burial."

Yueyinglou is able to become the boss of Tingyuxuan, so he must have some skills.

At such an urgent moment, she still ordered a coffin and other things so that Lin Youwei could be buried in peace.

Chu Wujiang's feelings for his subordinates, although not very deep, are at least the first friends he is familiar with.

He had a bright future ahead of him, but because of the conspiracy of the Wangui Sect, he died inexplicably.

"Master, I will carry him back."

Coach Lin sat quietly beside his son, staring at his son's body. He had recovered and seemed calm, with some kind of fire burning in his pupils.

Chu Wujiang said in a deep voice:
"Master Lin, I will carry it back with you."

"Let everyone in Dragon City know about this, and let them all come to Youwei's funeral."

Coach Lin was shocked:
"Master, how can this be..."

It's too grand.

Chu Wujiang waved his hand to stop Lin Zongyou's refusal, and declared in front of the Chu family guards and his uncle:

"Youwei was killed this time, and it was the Wan Gui Sect who did it again."

"Youwei died to carry out my orders, so it is only natural for me to carry his coffin."

"The Chu family will never forget their enemies, nor will they forget everyone who has contributed."

After Chu Wujiang finished speaking, he took the lead in lifting the coffin.

No one likes a coward hiding in a turtle shell. Chu Wujiang has been able to survive until now thanks to the day and night protection of the Chu family guards, otherwise there would be more than just one motherly ghost attacking.

Therefore, he must show his courage and respect for his subordinates when necessary.

A scholar dies for a confidant.

The reason why Xinling Jun could make Hou Ying Zhu Hai fight for him was not just because he had money, but because he respected him.

Chu Wujiang made the guards understand that it was worth it to risk their lives for him.

Xiao Shouyi, who had been guarding the door, came over. Without saying a word, he lifted the coffin silently.

Sister, have you seen it?

This is your son.

He is not only a heroic young man, but also an excellent head of the family!
Chief Coach Lin and Coach Wang, the four most important core figures of the Chu family, carried Lin Youwei's coffin together.

After all, theoretically speaking, Lin Youwei died in place of Chu Wujiang, otherwise he would have been the one who came to Tingyuxuan to drink tea this time.

The Chu family's guards formed a line around them, and the entire team walked forward in silence.

The people and onlookers around seemed to be infected by this emotion and froze together.

The group returned to the Chu family in a mighty manner.

"This boy is definitely not an ordinary nobleman's son."

"He is so popular among the people. If he continues to do so over time..."

Prefect Liu couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He was the direct descendant of Prime Minister Fang and not an ordinary official. That was why he was sent to guard Longcheng and deal with the noble families.

But now that he saw Chu Wujiang's performance, an uncontrollable feeling of fear welled up in his heart.

This has nothing to do with martial arts strength.

The master standing next to the prefect immediately reminded:

"My Lord, it is better to be a friend than an enemy."

Prefect Liu had originally planned to wait until they had finished handling the case before coming out to smooth things over and determine the nature of the case, but now he immediately changed his mind:
"Master, please prepare something auspicious for me."

"I am going to attend Lin Youwei's funeral."

(End of this chapter)