"So, it must have been at least two thousand years ago. I haven't heard of the powerful stunts here."
Peng Zhan felt a little confused, because he believed that this skill would definitely be used in warfare, but looking at the entire war history of the Dragon Kingdom, there seemed to be no description of this aspect.
"This is not necessarily true, because many Taoist priests seek to be alone and not participate in anyone's cause and effect, so the possibility of applying it in war is not high." Lin Yumeng knew Peng Zhan's doubts and immediately explained softly.
"Yes, grandpa said that there was a sect in ancient times. They were only responsible for recording major events, but they were absolutely not involved in the cause and effect of the events." Ye Xiaowu nodded repeatedly.
"What do you mean by just recording but not participating?" Peng Zhan still didn't quite understand the motives of this group of people.
"Grandpa said that there once was a very strange sect in the world. They made a living by selling anecdotes. What they sold were things that happened hundreds of years ago, but it was later confirmed that what they sold was real. history."
"It is said that the people in this sect are very powerful in martial arts. When major events happen, they will be present at the scene in person, but they are only responsible for recording and not participating in any party. They will not have any impact on the current situation, and then they will report those events to unofficial history or Tell it in an anecdotal way.”
"But later, a split occurred within the sect, and some of the profit-seeking people separated and became the Baixiao Sect, which has great influence in the world and specializes in selling information for a living."
"The result of this was that Baixiao Sect quickly became the most influential sect. However, because he posed too great a threat to other sects, he was jointly attacked by the black and white sects, and was eventually destroyed."
Ye Xiaowu's eyes lit up when she told the stories, and she could even imagine her grandfather's expression when telling these stories.
Although it may seem outrageous at first glance, when you think about it carefully, it makes sense.
If there was such an intelligence company in modern times that could know the very unsavory privacy of others, it would be like hanging a sharp sword over these people's heads, and they would naturally have to be eliminated quickly.
And the better people get along, the more deadly their privacy is. Baixiaomen has obviously chosen a path of self-destruction.
"Peng Zhan, didn't you say three days? Why did you come back so soon?" At this time, a voice came. I heard the voice before I saw the person.
Then Black Crow walked out of the manor quickly, followed by the woman in black whom Peng Zhan had seen last time.
"You want to waste three days of my time with this little trick?" Peng Zhan said coldly.
"Haha, I hope you won't disappoint me." Black Crow's eyes were very sincere, as if he sincerely hoped so.
"Peng Zhan, I seem to feel the breath of ice." When Peng Zhan was about to step forward, Lin Yumeng walked quickly to him and said in a very small voice while holding his arm.
Peng Zhan couldn't help but feel shocked, and subconsciously looked at the second floor. The straight-line distance was only a few hundred meters. So, Han Rubing was still sealed in the body of the banshee statue.
"Pretend you don't know anything and don't alert others." Peng Zhan reminded him softly.
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Compared with the last time, the layout of the Buddhist hall has changed a lot. It looks like a hospital ward. In the middle is a big bed with a person lying on it, revealing a head full of silver hair.
Lord Buddha was sitting in front of the bed, feeding the person lying on the bed the medicine spoon by spoon, and from time to time he would use a towel to wipe the medicine flowing out of the corners of his mouth.
The appearance of Peng Zhan, Lin Yumeng, and Ye Xiaowu did not affect Lord Fo's feeding of medicine. After feeding him the last spoonful of medicine, he put down the bowl in his hand and slowly stood up from the chair.
"Peng Zhan, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Buddha said apologetically.
This posture looked very similar, but Peng Zhan immediately discovered the flaw in it, because just from the smell, he could conclude that what was fed to the old man must not be medicine.
Because although there is a strong strange smell, this strange smell has nothing to do with drugs.
Peng Zhan and Ye Xiaowu looked at each other. It was obvious that Ye Xiaowu had the same view. He gave Ye Xiaowu a hint not to expose the opponent's trick.
"What disease does he have? Is it serious?" Peng Zhan asked deliberately.
