Chapter 22: Father Zhaozong

Style: Heros Author: Quan FujunWords: 3045Update Time: 24/01/12 07:09:13
Surrounded by several green jade bamboo bonsais and dotted with strange flowers, it was obvious that they had been carefully restored at a glance. Chen Heng held a cup of tea in his hand at the main seat and looked around.

I saw that this three-story building was clean and spotless.

Although there are no gold or jade furnishings in the house, the few ink paintings of green bamboo are considered elegant and full of interest.

The group of white foxes no longer dared to chatter randomly at this time. They all huddled outside the main building, only showing their eyes to look at Chen Heng. When they saw him looking at him, they panicked and used all their limbs to run away, fearing that they would be too late. If you take one step, you will be directly killed and made into a brocade.

"Those of your kind are quite lively."

Chen Heng looked at Tu Shan Ge at his crotch. The young man in yellow robe was paralyzed on the big ebony chair, as if half his life was gone.

"Really? I was so lively before I met you..."

Tu Shange looked sad:

"Master, you are so cruel! The legal deed and the death contract that I signed just now are almost the same as the death contract. No, it is more cruel than the death contract. I am tied to your boat."

"Misfortune and fortune are unpredictable. Who knows that after I become enlightened, you may not be able to ascend to heaven like a chicken or a dog?"

Chen Heng comforted him casually.

"Too!"

Tu Shange was shocked when he heard this and suddenly became excited:

"I forgot to ask, sir, which sect are you a disciple of? The eight major sects of Xuanmen are too lofty, so I don't want to have extravagant expectations. The same is true of the six sects of the demonic path. Let's just ignore it..."

"I see that the master is determined to kill, and he is from the southern region of Dongmi Province. Could it be that he comes from the Evil Food Mountain of the Demon Sect, or the Flower God Mansion, and the Humanoid Temple? These are all large sects, only under the eight sects and six sects. They are all extremely powerful second-rate sects! There is a true king who has realized that the soul has returned to the void and can dominate the mountains and rivers for hundreds of thousands of miles!"

"I am a righteous monk." Chen Heng shook his head.

"...Yes! Yes! How could I forget that the righteous monks also killed countless embryos, and their Taoist hearts are as cold as iron, especially those sword cultivators, all of them are inhuman, as if their minds have gone crazy!"

Tu Shange was full of hope and asked again:

"Is that master from the Luofu Sect, Shenhuoya, Chunyang Sword Sect or Wuguang Sect?"

unconsciously.

Tu Shange quietly lowered his expectations by another level.

"The master dared to kill Qi Qi by force when he was still in the womb. He must be of extraordinary origin, right?"

"I am currently studying Taoism at Xiaogan Mountain Xuanzhen Sect." Chen Heng said calmly.

"What?"

"The Xiaogan Mountain not far from Langliang City is where the gate of the Xuanzhen Sect is located. You should know it."

"Yes, yes...I know, it's the sect whose leader is just a mysterious practitioner..."

Tu Shange's vision went dark and he almost fell to the ground, but he still managed to hold on and asked one last question:

"Forget about the sect, what about the family background...General, are they always from immortal families?"

Under the eight sects of Tianxuan Sect and the six sects of Demonic Dao in Xudu.

There are also twelve Xuanmen aristocratic families, whose foundations are deep and their supernatural powers are vast. They are full-fledged immortal nobles, both wealthy and respected.

But if he was born in a family of twelve generations, no matter how unpopular the bastard was, he would never be reduced to the Xuanzhen Sect, a run-down sect with only Dongxuan Master.

Tu Shange lowered his expectations to ordinary Immortal families, but even so, his heart was still pounding.

"The family belongs to the Chen clan of Rongguo." Chen Heng smiled.

"broken!"

Tu Shange shouted loudly in his heart, clapped his hands, and fell to the sky.

The path to cultivation: Dharma couple’s wealth.

This person seems to be totally dissatisfied!

How can one practice Taoism if he has no family background and no good sect? Take your life to cultivate!

There is no material, no superior scriptures, no support from teachers, relatives and friends, no blessed land or heaven.

Among the tens of thousands of San Cultivators in the four seas of Jiuzhou, there is only one Zhenren Yan Xi. What about the San Cultivators of his generation?

Either he died on the way, or he died long ago and became a withered skeleton in the grave!

Then he remembered that there might be some elderly members of the Rongguo Chen clan who had offered him incense...

As soon as he thought about this, Tu Shange felt that the world was cold and lifeless.

"alright."

Chen Heng didn't take it seriously: "You have been a mountain god for a long time. Can you let me take a look at the secret hidden inside?"

"Master, you are too polite. In this situation, isn't what's mine yours?"

There was a lump in Tushan Ge's throat.

This person could obviously grab it directly, but he still added a "can you"? It was really too polite...

Following Tu Shange's order, the group of white foxes outside the main building immediately became active and moved piles of things, quickly filling the living room.

With the Dharma Deed in his possession, Tu Shange's thoughts had nowhere to hide, and Chen Heng was not worried that he would hide it.

After a while, as he read through it and Tu Shange explained on the side, Chen Heng quickly found what he needed.

"It's a blessing that Taoism is actually this thing."

Chen Heng held the three slips in his hands and couldn't help but look happy.

There is no need to mention the common gold, silver and literati's ink paintings.

In addition to some talisman money, he actually found three Taoist arts among this pile of objects, which is really gratifying.

You must know that within the Xuanzhen Sect, Taoism is not taught for free.

Either rely on the teacher's guidance...

Or, they have made great contributions to the sect, and the merit room will count them in detail to get the number of merits, and finally go to the elder's room to exchange them.



"Three Taoist techniques: Air Armor Technique, Blood Armor Technique and Aurora Escape."

"The Air Armor Technique and the Blood Armor Technique are both low-level Taoist arts, and they are defensive types. They overlap in effectiveness. You can specialize in one. However, I have a True Dharma Realm in hand, and I have plenty of time, so I can use both. Du Xiu, as for this Aurora Escape..."

Chen Heng said secretly:

"This Aurora Great Escape is an escape technique, and it is of a higher grade, higher than the other two. Although it doesn't have any killing means, it's not bad."

"Master, these three Taoist arts were left by the previous master. When she died in the battle, we spiritual pets lost their backing and were expelled from the Chiming Sect... I am lucky enough to have a safe journey here. I left Yangshan and survived to this day, but other spiritual pets are in a miserable state. I heard that many of them were intercepted and killed by the enemies of their former owners while they were still on their way, and even their souls were taken to light lanterns in the sky. It’s really pitiful.”

Seeing the Taoist skills in Chen Heng's hands, Tu Shange was startled and couldn't help but sigh: "When the previous owner was still alive, she always wanted to enter the Nine Emperors Changyang Golden Palace Cave Heaven to practice, but it was a pity that she didn't do it until her death. All failed, alas..."

"Is this why you always call this place the 'Nine Emperors Changyang Golden Palace Cave Heaven'?"

"It's funny, but it's true that it wasn't until the death of my former master that I realized how good the Chiming Sect is and how difficult life is. It's really hard to make a living with this family."

Tu Shange sighed and said:

"Here, I was almost killed by Taoist Yangshan, but when I took shelter under the former master, even the slaves who fed and brought water to our clan were stronger than him. This world situation..."

Speaking of this, Tu Shange seemed to have thought of something and suddenly became alert.

"Master! I almost forgot something. The other two Taoist arts are mediocre, but this 'Aurora Escape' has a hidden secret!"

"What's the secret?" Chen Heng frowned.

"This 'Aurora Escape' was obtained by the previous master after he killed a disciple of the Hu Zhao Sect. Not only is it difficult to cultivate, but it cannot be easily shown in front of others!"

"Are you worried that if your father Zhaozong finds out, it will cause trouble?" Chen Heng asked.

"Exactly, Chu Zhaozong is one of the six demon sects, and their actions..."

Speaking of this, Tu Shange shuddered violently, as if he remembered something extremely terrifying, and his body froze.

"Anyway, I must be very careful!"

After a long time, he smiled bitterly and repeated it again:

"Be careful!"





same moment.

In a small village outside Langliang City, Xiao Yu walked out of the hut with a pair of bloody scissors expressionlessly.

The thick smell of blood wafted from the hut behind her, and a short, fat farmer fell on the bed. His eyeballs protruded like a dead fish, and his belly was cut open, revealing dark red internal organs. He was obviously no longer alive. .

"You are a good man and gave me food to eat."

Xiaoyu looked back regretfully:

"But why are you secretly looking at my calves? You are just like that old pig and dog in Yangshan. Just a little bit closer. Really, just a little bit closer. I can stop killing you..."

Yesterday, while wandering endlessly, she met a farmer.

The widowed middle-aged man saw that she was pitiful, so he gave her a bowl of wheat rice and took her back to the side room to rest. But with just such an inadvertent look, he offended Xiao Yu.

So, the farmer died.

While he was sleeping soundly, Xiaoyu suddenly cut open his belly with scissors, which was painful to death.

"I am a lotus girl, and my heart is filled with tears like rain..."

Xiaoyu hummed and sang tuneless songs, turned around and walked forward. She seemed to be drunk and staggered as she walked.

Something seems different today.

The doors around her were all closed, and no one came to watch her performance. A thick white smoke appeared everywhere, as thick as rice syrup.

Quiet.

It was as if she was the only one left in the world...

"It's really unpleasant, like the barking of a dog."

Suddenly, someone laughed.

Xiao Yu stared at the well of the village, where stood an old man with long eyebrows and droopy cheeks. He was crossing his arms and looking at himself up and down, as if looking at a dead fish.

"Old guy, who are you?"

Xiao Yu spat: "I'm going to scrape off your meat piece by piece and put it in the oil pan to fry!"

"I, Yin Gonghao, am now the elder of the Chu Zhao Sect."

The old man shouted coldly:

"You evil beast is cruel and inhumane. Today, I am here specifically to kill demons and protect the orthodoxy!"