I practice making lies come true, master, you try your best to make them up

Chapter 165 Hongying leaves, the breath of life

"This is?"

Zhang Taichu used the hand of the sky, and it seemed like he was holding a sky in his palm.

In the deepest part of the sky, he found a little light, but when he looked closely, it was not light.

There is no roundness of light, but there is a feeling of unfinished meaning, like it is part of something complete.

The mystery that carries the Hand of the Firmament within appears after the Hand of the Firmament is completed.

"It feels... stronger than the mental power, and the essence is higher."

He understood it carefully, but because he didn't complete it, he couldn't understand something deeper.

This light is the mystery contained in the hands of the sky, the wisdom of the creator.

He just practiced this martial art and didn't know why it happened. He just practiced according to the cultivation method and naturally came up with this thing. In fact, he was not completely clear about how it appeared and what it represented.

Just one thing is clear, just this little light makes it comparable to the perfect Fengyue Little Hand in the Dacheng realm.

"Try it hard."

With a thought in his mind, his mind fell into it, and the light in his palm suddenly became larger, but its power became more powerful, with a breakthrough improvement.

The sky is more real, almost has the charm of the real sky.

"This...could it be said that mental power and this light complement each other...similar to the relationship between mana and supernatural powers?"

A guess came up in his mind, but he was not sure. He continued to comprehend and think about it, but he did not come up with any more results.

"Ignore it for now, once Fengyue's little hand is completed, it should be clear... the mystery behind this is not simple."

He thought about it, put it down, and continued to practice Fengyue Little Hands.

……

A month passed in a flash.

On this day, Hongying suddenly arrived, holding a long gun behind him, with the red gun tassel fluttering in the wind.

With a small package wrapped around his waist, he looked like he was about to travel far.

"Brother Yuanchu, I'm here to say goodbye today." Hongying said with a smile when she saw Zhang Taichu.

"You want to leave?" Zhang Taichu was slightly surprised.

During these times, in addition to practicing, he was also making cakes and telling the stories of the Great Desolate series bit by bit.

It’s not that I want these legends to gather faith and incense immediately and become legends.

It’s about planting a seed that will be harvested in the future under the influence of time.

His time is very long, and although he may not live forever, it is still considered eternity.

The existence of legendary things, I don’t know if they can be used, but it would be good to have more methods.

Luo Ri, Hong Ying, and Xue Ling were the three people he chose to spread the seeds of the legend.

"There's a battle and an appointment to keep."

Hongying said with great anticipation: "We each inherit a style of marksmanship, and we are the two spears of the north and the south in the world. I am the Ruo Shui Gun of the southern school, and he is the prairie fire gun of the northern school."

"Because of this, every generation of disciples between us will have a battle to determine the winner when they reach adulthood."

"The winner will be the best gunner in the world. Until the next generation of disciples grow up, they can fight again."

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts.

In the disputes between rivers and lakes, one name is enough.

Zhang Taichu nodded and expressed understanding: "Then...are you sure?"

Hongying's strength was not considered strong in his eyes, he was just a grandmaster, not even a peak grandmaster.

However, this strength is actually not bad, and among the major forces, it is nothing.

But if it were placed in the arena, it would definitely not be considered weak.

"I wasn't sure before, but... now I am." Hongying looked at Zhang Taichu gratefully.

She gained a lot from the pastries and the stories in them during this period.

Although she has not yet broken through to the peak of Grandmaster, it is because she does not want to break through and is deliberately suppressing it.

Because the two families have agreed that the next generation of successors will fight with the highest cultivation level being the Grandmaster.

If one party breaks through to the peak master, then the one who breaks through will naturally win.

In fact, now, if nothing unexpected happens, she has already won.

However, she didn't want to win like this, so she suppressed her cultivation and still went to the inheritance appointment.

"Hmm...which story is your favorite?" Zhang Taichu nodded slightly, not really caring about this.

To him, whether it is Hongying or her opponent, they are the same in front of him, they can be destroyed with a flip of his hand.

He knew that the three of them had learned something from listening to his story among the cakes.

It’s just that it’s never been clear which story, person or magic weapon the three of them gained the most from?
He didn't ask before, but now that he heard Hongying was leaving, he became interested.

Hongying smiled and did not answer. She just held the spear behind her with her backhand. An aura of killing people immediately appeared on the tip of the spear. It was extremely terrifying and could disappear immediately.

"Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Sword!"

Zhang Taichu couldn't help but look at Hongying in surprise.

Good guy, really a good guy!

I thought that with a personality like Hongying's and a flexible marksmanship that she could gain something from, it would be the Sea-Dinging Pearl, the Eye-killing Pearl, the Heart-Calling Nail... this type of magic weapon.

But she didn't expect that she would actually gain some understanding of the devil-like magic weapon called the Demonic Blood-Transforming Sword.

You must know that this magic weapon is known as the first acquired attack treasure. It has the property of being indestructible, and it is also a powerful magic weapon that can swallow the energy and blood of all living beings and grow.

It’s not that this magic weapon is not strong, but the personality and attributes don’t quite match!
"You know people but don't know their hearts!" Seeing Zhang Taichu's doubts, Hongying smiled, clasped her fists freely, and left.

Just when he was at the door, the little white tiger showed his little head. After seeing her, he immediately turned his head and ran away.

This little greedy tiger really likes to eat. During this period of time, she has almost treated her residence as her own canteen.

Every time she made the pastries, they arrived quickly.

Of course, this was something she did intentionally. After all, after receiving such a great favor from its owner, this was one of the few ways she could repay it.

"Don't run, sister is leaving. Don't you want to say something to her?"

Hongying smiled, her eyes loving and a little reluctant.

Speaking of which, among the many spiritual beasts, although this little white tiger was the most troublesome to her, it was also the one she liked the most.

After all, the two have the most intersections.

"Walk?"

Hearing this word, the guilty little white tiger stopped immediately, looked back at Hongying warily, blinked his big eyes, looking innocent and ignorant.

"You little guy... I won't have any cakes for you for a while. Don't forget your sister."

Hongying stepped forward and wanted to pick it up, but it ducked out of the way.

However, it still didn't leave, standing not far away and looking at her doubtfully.

The little white tiger's intelligence is not low. He is like a child. He can understand human speech, but he still doesn't understand many things.

For example... parting.

"You little white-eyed wolf... you have eaten so much of my sister's food in vain, and you can't even hug her."

Not being able to hold the little white tiger, Hongying cursed angrily but stopped insisting.

She knew very well that even though these spiritual beasts were still cubs, none of them had high intelligence, but their strength was unimaginable.

None of them are comparable to her, and she has tested this before.

Several spiritual beasts started running, but she couldn't catch up with any of them.

Even the probing attacks were easily dodged by them.

This made her understand the power of their master better, but she was no longer surprised.

After all, Yuan Chu's strength had long been labeled unfathomable in their hearts.

When they gathered in private, they once guessed his strength. The weakest one was a Grandmaster of the Four Realms, and the strongest one was even one step away from being a heavenly being.

"Okay, if you don't want to hug me, don't hug me. My sister is gone, so don't miss me."

Hongying said the last thing, turned around, and left gracefully.

Just as he took a step forward, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, followed by a heavy weight in his arms, and moist hot air puffed out from the side of his face.

When she looked down, she saw the little white tiger jumping into her arms, stepping on her chest with its broad limbs, and extending its little head to her face.

"It's a good thing that you little guy has a conscience and didn't eat so much for nothing."

Hongying smiled broadly, hugged the little white tiger deeply, rubbed her face against it for a long time, then reluctantly put it down and strode away.

"woooo~"

Watching Hongying go away, the little white tiger stood there for a long time, then turned around and jumped into Zhang Taichu's arms, burying his little head in his chest and letting out a low sob.

Separation in the world is normal, and many people are used to it, but for Little White Tiger, this is the first time, so it is naturally more uncomfortable.

"Okay, it's not like I won't come back."

Feeling the sadness of his little baby, Zhang Taichu stroked his hand back and forth on his head and spoke comforting words.

You can vaguely smell the girl's body fragrance.

At night, Snow Spirit and Sunset came.Xue Ling was holding two large jars of wine in her hands, and Luo Ri was holding a food box in her hands.

The three of them sat across from each other, eating and drinking silently. When they got drunk, they lay down and fell asleep.

Zhang Taichu was not drunk, he had a good capacity for drinking, and due to his cultivation, ordinary wine was like water to him.

Looking at the two people lying on the ground, he shook his head slightly and raised his hand to send the two people into the room.

Who said that people in Jianghu have long been accustomed to parting?

Even if you are used to separation, who wants to say goodbye again?
Habits are terrible things that can change almost everything and make people numb.

Only parting...seems not to be governed by habit.

……

Mountain path.

The grass and trees are lush, and two figures stand facing each other. The wind blows and lifts the skirts of their clothes.

At the same time, both of them moved.

The body is like a ghost, and countless moves have been exchanged in the blink of an eye.

There was no sound in the air, no earth-shattering changes, and no harm to anything.

However, this does not mean that the strength of the two is low. On the contrary, it proves that the two are powerful and have absolute control over their own strength.

Even in a fight of this level, he was still able to perfectly control the power of his attacks without leaking even a trace.

"Hahaha, Zhao Rusui, you are indeed my lifelong enemy. I didn't expect that you would also refine your skills into the realm of transformation."

A moment later, a figure flew back, raised his hand and shook away the golden-red sword in his hand.

"Isn't it the same for you... I didn't expect that you could practice the ordinary flame sword technique to this level."

Zhao Ru was looking at the opponent's scattered golden and red swords and sighed: "Come to think of it, in today's world, there are not many people who can beat you in terms of tricks."

"You are always like this, too modest."

The man shook his head, with a face full of pride: "To put it bluntly, in the current world, you are the only one who can match me in terms of moves. In my eyes, everyone else is just like a chicken or a dog!"

He is really proud, but he is also proud enough.

After all, not everyone can improve an excellent swordsmanship all the way to a level comparable to a unique skill.

"In today's world, when it comes to heroes, there are only you and me!"

Zhao Rushu chuckled and shook his head, saying: "There are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the sky. Don't be complacent. You may not be able to be complacent. Someone might appear somewhere who is stronger than you and me, or even a strong person who far surpasses us."

"Tsk." Hearing this, the man sneered and said loudly: "Unless a heavenly being descends to earth, who can defeat us?"

Not only did he enter the realm of transformation through tricks, but he also reached the level of a real realm master, not far behind the gods.

Moreover, he believed that heaven and humans were not a problem to him.

It is only a matter of course for a person to attain enlightenment and ascend in the daytime.

"It's hard to say, people still have to be more modest. Besides, I feel that there may be another realm below heaven and man, above the realm of tricks."

Zhao Rushi said in a deep voice.

"Is there another realm?" Upon hearing these words, the man immediately calmed down the arrogance on his face.

If this was said by other people, he would naturally sneer at it.

However, if these words came from the mouth of his lifelong enemy, then he would have to take them seriously.

Because he knew very well that Zhao Rushi never lied.

"I had a sense before... It seems that there is such a realm, but the sense is not very clear, not sure..."

In the eyes of that person, Zhao Rushi said hesitantly: "It seems that there is such a realm, but it seems that there is not... maybe it is an illusion!"

Thinking back carefully, the feeling was too vague, and the more I thought about it, the vaguer it became, and gradually I felt that it was just my imagination.

"No, it's definitely not an illusion." The man's decisive tone made Zhao Rushi raise his head sharply and stare at him.

"If you can feel it, it must exist... There must be a reason if something comes out of nowhere."

The man spoke firmly, looked at Zhao Rushu and said, "Then, our new challenge begins. Let's see who reaches this realm first."

"What if this realm does not exist?" Zhao Ru asked.

"If it doesn't exist, create one!"

The man said decisively without hesitation, then turned and left, his voice coming from far away: "I hope that next time I see you, you have already entered that realm."

"When it comes to firmness of belief, I'm not as good as Brother Wu!"

Looking at the opponent's back, Zhao Ru couldn't help but sigh, and looked around, finally focusing on a city not far away.

"Maple Leaf City...I didn't expect to come to this place unknowingly...I've always heard that the maple trees in Maple Leaf City are amazing...but I've never seen it."

"This time I can take a look... and take a good rest. Maybe I can feel it more clearly after calming down."

He also felt that the feeling was not an illusion, that realm should exist.

It's just that because of my personality, I don't always like to speak too absolutely.

……

Maple Leaf City.

In the early morning, when it was just dawn, the streets were already full of shadows.

When the city gate first opened, the vendors who had been waiting for a long time filed in, quickly entered the city, arrived at their places, and laid out their things.

After lighting the fire, heating the pot, and preparing the ingredients, it was already bright.

The dew evaporated in the sunlight, adding a chill to the air.

The doors around him opened, and figures came out one after another.

"Boss, have a bowl of wanton noodles."

"Have a bowl of tofu puffs..."

Soon, the table was filled with people.

The water vapor filled the air and the smoke of fireworks filled the air, making the city seem to come alive in an instant, full of vitality.

Winter has passed and spring has arrived.

The maple tree sprouts, and the fallen leaves in winter are absorbed by the tree roots and become new life on the branches again, which also represents the return of the new four seasons.

Morning, morning, noon, afternoon...

The city has never been quiet. There are people everywhere. There are not as many as in autumn, but they are gradually increasing.

The sounds of voices, discussions, and footsteps hit my ears.

Zhang Taichu led a group of spiritual beasts and walked into a teahouse familiarly.

"Sir, you're here." When the waiter with a rag on his shoulders saw them, he walked over quickly and greeted, "Are you still the same?"

"Well, it's troublesome."

Zhang Taichu nodded with a warm attitude.

The so-called old style is a pot of tea and eight plates of snacks.

There was no way, there were many spiritual beasts following him, and there were also a few snackers.

He couldn't eat much himself, and there was enough tea, but not for a few little ones.

Soon, tea and snacks were served.

Tea is not very good, after all, it is a place for ordinary people, but it is better than ordinary, ordinary, full of life.

Zhang Taichu liked this feeling.

Not long ago, I discovered that a teahouse opened here. After I came here by chance, I immediately fell in love with the atmosphere here.

Tea and other things are secondary, but mainly I like the atmosphere here.

I have been cultivating and my mind is too tight. Under such circumstances, it feels very comfortable to be able to stay in a place full of life for a while, even if I do nothing.

"The disciples of the Spiritual Beast Sect have quite a few spiritual beasts on their bodies...I'm afraid they are not the real disciples of the Spiritual Beast Sect. They probably obtained the fragments of the Spiritual Beast Sect's skills and cultivated them themselves, which is why they look like this. .”

Teahouse owner Zhao Ru was standing behind the counter, looking at Zhang Taichu, shaking his head secretly.

He didn't say much.

For him, he opened a teahouse because he wanted to open it and liked it.

Everyone who comes in is a guest, and as long as they don't cause trouble, any secrets or problems have nothing to do with him.

All he had to do was watch, not intervene.

This is the rivers and lakes...

Calm rivers and lakes.

He also enjoys such days, but occasionally after finishing his work, he sighs: "There must be a realm above the trick transformation realm...but what kind of realm it is, after so long, I still don't feel anything."

……

At night, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the teahouse was about to close.

Zhao Ru was settling accounts, and Zhang Taichu left at this time.

Returning to the small courtyard, he let the spirit beasts go and play on their own while he entered the room.

"Qiankun Arsenal... I don't know if I can open it now!"

(End of this chapter)