As Zhao Laosan finished speaking, there was deathly silence in the long alley.
All the evil spirits stopped roaring and looked at Zhao Lao San with surrender.
Except for Deputy Director Xu Zhou, no one else in the Supernatural Bureau dared to breathe.
One of the captains of the Supernatural Bureau was scared to death.
Zhao Laosan stood upright in the middle of the alley, his eyes burning like fire, revealing a cold and fierce confidence.
He looked at Chen Ziyuan coldly and murmured: "Chen Ziyuan, I told you, I will not offend others unless they offend me.
It's a pity that you don't know how to be tolerant, and you only use your power to bully others. Many mystics in Jiangnan have been forced into desperation by you. Today is the time of your retribution.
Besides, you are a mystic yourself, so why do you do this? "
After saying that, he looked at the other people in the Supernatural Bureau: "Is there anyone else who is dissatisfied?"
Deputy Director Xu Zhou stood up at this time. He narrowed his eyes and said: "Zhao Laosan, you are not very capable with these evil spirits. I want to test my secret skills with you."
There was a hint of joking on Zhao Laosan's face: "Secret technique? Okay, come on!"
Xu Zhou, with the idea of striking first and gaining the upper hand, directly threw out two talismans.
Zhao Laosan sneered: "You dare to take out a low-level talisman and make yourself look embarrassed?"
He raised his hand and waved, and the two talismans coming towards him turned into white light and disappeared.
The next second, a copper coin sword appeared in his hand.
At the same time, a beam of light condensed with powerful mystical power shot straight into the sky.
For a moment, the surrounding air seemed to be compressed, and the air flow surged, forming an invisible sense of oppression.
Xu Zhou's face changed slightly, but he still dismissed it: "It's just a magical weapon, you are the only one who has it?"
After saying that, he used his fingers to call out his magical weapon.
Zhao Laosan didn't give him a chance to take the magic weapon at all, and turned it into an afterimage at a speed that was hard to catch.
Before Xu Zhou could react, he had already arrived in front of Xu Zhou.
A powerful fist blasted out instantly, with majestic power, directly hitting Xu Zhou's face.
In an instant, Xu Zhou was knocked out and hit the wall of the alley, blood spurting out.
Zhao Laosan did not give up, and quickly pursued Xu Zhou. One move after another, the attacks like a storm continued to fall on Xu Zhou.
Every punch and kick contained destructive power, forcing Xu Zhou to retreat.
Xu Zhou roared in pain. Even though his strength was at the sixth level, he could only be at a disadvantage in front of Zhao Laosan's offensive.
He felt his body collapse, and the mystic's energy continued to drain away, gradually drying up like water in the desert.
Zhao Laosan had no intention of killing Xu Zhou. He saw Xu Zhou in a miserable state and struggling painfully on the ground, so he ducked back to the door of the house.
Then, a cold voice echoed through the alley: "Xu Zhou, I won't kill you, I just want you to understand that we mystics are not the objects that the Supernatural Bureau can bully at will.
From today on, anyone who disrespects the mystics of Jiangnan City must face my wrath! Except, of course, the Warlock! "
These words were like a bolt of thunder that struck the weak spot in Xu Zhou's heart, and his dignity and power were completely shattered at this moment.
He understood that what Zhao Laosan said was not empty words.
His strength can completely resist the headquarters of the Supernatural Bureau.
Zhao Laosan turned and walked towards the house. The evil spirits behind him followed. They did not continue to attack Xu Zhou and others, but left directly.
Their goal is not to kill, but to give a warning to the Supernatural Bureau.
The captains quickly left with the seriously injured deputy director Xu Zhou and the half-dead Chen Ziyuan.
Chen Ziyuan has been defeated by Zhao Laosan.
The next day, the news quickly spread throughout the circle of occultists in Jiangnan City.
Zhao Laosan became famous in one battle, and the mystics in the Jiangnan area came to support him.
There were also divisions and disputes within the Jiangnan City Supernatural Bureau. Some people agreed with Zhao Laosan's actions, while others opposed them, and the situation was turbulent for a while.
As time went by, more mystics from the Dragon Kingdom learned the news, and they secretly vowed to unite to defend their dignity and rights.
There was no response from the Supernatural Bureau headquarters, as if they were unaware of the matter.
Zhao Laosan doesn't care about these disputes. He just hopes that the mystics can have their own world in Jiangnan City.
He knew that occult arts were different from evil arts, and that the hostility in the past was only due to misunderstandings and prejudices.
Only through mutual understanding and cooperation can balance be established.
Zhao Laosan single-handedly changed the Supernatural Bureau's concept and reshaped it into a new organization.
After this war, the Jiangnan City Supernatural Bureau was no longer the original existence that specifically targeted mystics, but began to face internal turmoil and external challenges.
At the same time, a large number of mystics have also begun to be recruited to become investigators, putting evil spirits and supernatural events first.
Later, when Zhao Laosan talked about this matter with his apprentice Wang Jianfei.
Wang Jianfei didn't believe it at all at the time and just felt that his master was bragging.
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…
Time flies by like a fleeting moment.
Three hundred years later.
Heaven, heaven, heaven.
Outside Shizhou City, March Sect.
Today, the March Sect is already the largest sect in heaven.
The sect is surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.
There is a huge stone tablet standing in front of the sect, with three golden characters "March Sect" engraved on it.
On the edge of the cliff, a bluestone path winds up, leading to the interior of the sect.
Both sides of the path are planted with exotic flowers and plants, which are lush and green. All kinds of flowers are blooming and exuding fragrance.
The breeze blows and the petals are flying, just like the dancing of fairies in the fairy world.
At the end of the path is the sect's tallest pavilion, called the "March Tower".
The building towered into the clouds, emitting a faint jade-colored light.
There are two stone lion statues on both sides of the entrance of March Tower. They seem to be standing still, but they exude a majestic atmosphere and warn any uninvited guests.
At this time, the square behind the March Tower was filled with the new disciples recruited by the March Sect this year.
These disciples are all childish children.
Directly in front of the square, there are four human statues.
The great elder held the fly whisk and said, "The sect leader is here!"
For a moment, the children stood up straight.
A young long-haired woman came out. She was wearing a white dress, with her hands behind her back, looking at the new disciples with a smile on her face.
Then, she said very gently: "I am the second head of the March Sect, and my name is Wang Linlin.
I believe you have seen those four statues.
The man with two heads is called Tao Ziming. He is the master of the March Sect. He ascended two hundred years ago and is also the number one swordsman in the sky.
The bald old man is called Zhao Laosan. I like to call him Grandpa Zhao. He is the first deputy sect leader of the March Sect and was promoted just last year.
As for the young statue, his name is Wang Jianfei, and he is my younger brother. He is now living in seclusion in other planes with his family and children. Due to his strength, he no longer needs to ascend.
The last female statue, her name is Lin Qiaoyue, she is the first sect leader of our March Sect, and she ascended a hundred years ago.
And her story has just begun..."
