Jidao Wusheng: I am invincible in my flesh and tear the weirdness apart with my bare hands

Chapter 349: Gentleman's Grave! Mourning

"It stinks. Let's get out of this damn place as soon as possible."

Zhang Lingshan walked quickly and soon found the entrance to the cave.

He activated his clairvoyance, quietly looked outside, and found nothing wrong, so he walked out of the cave.

But I didn't expect it.

As soon as I walked out of the cave, a group of people inexplicably passed by in front of me. They were all wearing mourning clothes and followed the two people in front who were holding white flags.

'what's the situation? ’

He was shocked and doubtful.

I clearly didn't see anything before I walked out of the cave, but as soon as I walked out of the cave, this strange team suddenly appeared.

Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but take a step back and was about to retreat back into the cave.

The weird thing is.

This time, they retreated to the wall.

He looked back in shock and found that there was a solid wall behind him and no cave at all.

Zhang Lingshan immediately activated his clairvoyance to check, but found no trace of a cave.

But when he turned around and used his clairvoyance to look at the team, he found that just like before, he could not see anything.

Only by looking with the naked eye can you truly see the existence of this team.

"A filial son and a virtuous grandson, why don't you return to your position?"

An old voice sounded like thunder, and hit Zhang Lingshan's head with a bang.

Before Zhang Lingshan could react, he was shocked to find that his clothes had turned into mourning clothes.

My body involuntarily joined the end of the team and moved forward with everyone like a walking corpse.

"What the hell!?"

Zhang Lingshan was shocked to the extreme. With his current strength, he was actually controlled by someone inexplicably.

This is incredible!

Fortunately, it's not completely under control. I can sense everything in my body. If I exert all my strength, I should be able to break free.

But Zhang Lingshan did not intend to unleash his strength immediately.

Firstly, he didn't know where the old voice was hiding, and he knew nothing about the opponent's strength and methods. If he couldn't beat him, he would suffer a great loss if he rashly unleashed his strength.

Secondly, he felt that this was an opportunity that would be beneficial for him to open the purple palace between his eyebrows.

The Purple Palace is related to the Clairvoyance. I have never been able to unleash the full power of the Clairvoyance because I have not completely opened the Purple Palace.

The group of people in front of him could avoid detection by his divine eyes, so they were aliens.

If I can find the reason, it will definitely help me to completely open the Purple Palace.

Therefore, if there is no danger for the time being, just wait and see what happens and there is no need to leave the team in a hurry.

"What's your name?"

A voice suddenly sounded beside Zhang Lingshan.

Zhang Lingshan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and discovered that there was a middle-aged woman with a lot of makeup on her right.

Because this team is led by two people holding banners, it is divided into two teams, left and right.

Zhang Lingshan was standing in the left team at the moment, and the middle-aged woman was standing in the same row with him in the right team.

"My name is Zhang Yushu. Who are you?" Zhang Lingshan said.

The middle-aged woman said, "Zhang family from Zhongzhou? Haven't seen you for a long time. You are lucky, you just happened to encounter the death of Mu Junzi. As long as we mourn for him, we can get the eyesight blessing he left behind. How much eyesight blessing we can earn depends on how hard you cry."

"What do you mean by gentleman?" Zhang Lingshan asked doubtfully.

The middle-aged woman was surprised and asked, "If you don't even know Mu Junzi, then what are you doing here?"

"I came here as soon as I entered the Mist Realm. I didn't come here on purpose."

"I see. You are really lucky then." The middle-aged woman sighed, "We have worked so hard to join the mourning procession and have gone through so much hardship. But you came and joined the procession directly. It is really infuriating."

Zhang Lingshan said: "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you said at all. Also, why can you speak while others are silent?"

The middle-aged woman said, "We are new members and have not been silenced yet. After a while, we won't be able to talk. Since you are quite handsome, I will be merciful and tell you what this gentleman does..."

She spoke very quickly, as if she was afraid that she would be unable to speak later, so she just blurted out everything at once.

After a while.

Zhang Lingshan understood.

It turns out that this area in the fog world is called Sijunzi Manor, where four people live, namely: Eye Gentleman, Nose Gentleman, Mouth Gentleman and Ear Gentleman.

The gentleman with eyes opens the purple palace.

The nose is a gentleman, and what is opened is the Benfu.

The gentleman of mouth opens the throat.

The gentleman with ears opens the Fengfu.

These four gentlemen are all top masters who have developed their respective treasures to the extreme.

According to what the middle-aged woman said, their mansion treasury was as large as tens of thousands of acres.

Take Kou Junzi for example.

With just a few words from him, ordinary people from the Fuzang realm could die without a burial place.

It can be said: Your words are the law of heaven, and your words are the laws of the world!
As for Mu Junzi, he can see through all of them at a glance. They are like transparent people in front of Mu Junzi.

Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but think of his clairvoyance.

No wonder I couldn't detect the existence of this team. It was because the purple eyesight left by Mu Junzi was too strong. I was nothing in front of him. Of course, I couldn't detect their funeral procession.

If they are so strong even when they are dead, how terrible must they be when they are alive?
but.

Although his own clairvoyance proved the power of this gentleman, Zhang Lingshan still felt that the middle-aged woman was exaggerating.

Ten thousand acres of palace treasury?

That can't be true.

You should know that in order to open up ten acres of land in the throat palace, Zhang Lingshan consumed a large amount of Chen Youming's Netherworld Fire.

Even so, after reaching ten acres of land, the effect of the Netherworld Fire was greatly reduced, and not even one more acre could be opened up.

It can be seen that if one wants to open up ten thousand acres of land, it is estimated that it will not be possible even if Chen Youming is sucked dry!
Who on earth is this gentleman? He can actually open up thousands of acres of land. It's incredible.

Even more incredible.

Such a powerful being actually died, and died in the fog world.

You are so strong, why don't you return to Kyushu Continent to dominate the world, but insist on staying in the Mist World?

Picture what?
Zhang Lingshan had endless doubts in his mind, but he had no chance to ask the middle-aged woman.

Because he could no longer speak.

Even if he could speak, the middle-aged woman joined the team earlier than him and was silenced earlier, so naturally she could not answer him.

and.

It is impossible to tell whether what this woman said is true or false.

Zhang Lingshan felt that at least three-tenths of what this woman said was false.

Moreover, this woman never gave her name, which was not sincere at all, but Zhang Lingshan gave her name as soon as they met.

"A filial son and a virtuous grandson, why don't you return to your position?"

That thunderous old voice suddenly sounded again.

Zhang Lingshan saw a figure flashing over. This person was an old man with a thin build. He automatically changed into mourning clothes halfway and obediently fell behind Zhang Lingshan.

"Hey, I finally caught up."

The thin old man had an excited expression on his face, which showed that just like what the middle-aged woman said, they came here just to join the funeral procession and they came well prepared.

Zhang Lingshan knew nothing and was dragged into this inexplicably.

I don’t know whether it is lucky or unlucky.

"Ah, my, I was wondering who it was. Isn't this Huai Sanniang? You're here to join in the fun, really. What you opened wasn't the Purple Palace at all. Why are you here to join in the fun? Do you want to open a second palace? Haha, you're so greedy."

The thin old man had very sharp eyes. He was able to tell the middle-aged woman's origins with just one glance from behind.

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes and wanted to curse and argue with him, but she couldn't speak, so she could only hold it in and let the skinny old man speak dirty words behind her.

No one knew what grudge the skinny old man had with Huai Sanniang. He had finally caught this opportunity to attack unilaterally and cursed excitedly all the way.

Judging from his posture, he will probably keep scolding me until I can no longer speak.

suddenly.

"A filial son and a virtuous grandson, why don't you return to your position?"

That old voice like thunder rang out again as promised.

Then, an old woman with a cane joined the team and landed right on the right side of the thin old man.

"Mrs. Xue, you are here too."

The thin old man seemed to be very afraid of the old woman. He stopped scolding her and spoke respectfully instead.

The old woman said, "Lu Hede, I heard you cursing from a distance. This is a funeral procession. I'm afraid your foul language is inappropriate."

"Yes, yes, Sister Xue, you are right."

Lu Hede admitted his mistake immediately.

Zhang Lingshan was secretly shocked.

What the hell are these people? Why are they so domineering? Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about this old woman, Mrs. Xue, how did she hear Lu Hede cursing?

You have to know that before you joined the team, you couldn't hear any sound at all, not even the footsteps of this team, as if this team didn't exist at all.

But Mrs. Xue could hear it, and it seemed that she could hear it very clearly from what it meant.

There is only one possible explanation for this phenomenon.

That is the strength of Mrs. Xue. Although she is not as strong as the living gentleman, she still has certain means of dealing with the dead gentleman.

From this point of view, could it be that her purple palace has also opened up an area far beyond a hundred acres?

"This team is so long, there must be at least a hundred people. If each of them is a strong person who has opened up hundreds or thousands of acres of land, then wouldn't I be the weakest here?"

Zhang Lingshan felt a little overwhelmed.

I have worked hard to cultivate to such a level of strength, and I feel that I am already very strong enough to challenge the top ten on the Heavenly Ranking.

However, in the blink of an eye, they entered the fog world and encountered so many outrageously powerful people at once.

What the hell had I gotten into?

The only thing that comforted Zhang Lingshan was that these people were very old. The youngest, Huai Sanniang, was estimated to be three or four hundred years old.

In comparison, Zhang Lingshan is still in his growth stage, a rising sun, and his potential is much greater than theirs.

I just hope that next time when everyone competes for the Purple Palace Eyesight, they will compete based on potential rather than strength.

Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t be able to grab a single bite.

"A filial son and a virtuous grandson, why don't you return to your position?"

"A filial son and a virtuous grandson, why don't you return to your position?"

"..."

Every time they walked a certain distance, the old voice as loud as thunder would be heard, and then a person would join the team.

And it's very regular.

There is always a man and a woman appearing apart, and the man is on the left and the woman is on the right, not one more or one less, they must form a pair.

So if you want to join the team, you have to rely on luck.

If the team was short of a woman at that time and Zhang Lingshan appeared beside the team, they would not accept him into the team.

Time goes by.

Zhang Lingshan counted silently in his mind and found that there were about thirty-two more people coming.

pity.

His own purple palace eyesight was too poor to resist the concealment power of this team. He could not see anything except the back of the person in front and the flying figure of the new joiner.

His hearing was also poor. He could no longer hear what the people behind him were saying, just the line between Lu Hede and the old lady Xue Dasao. It was impossible for him to hear any information that might be useful to him.

Now, there is only one way left for Zhang Lingshan, which is to follow the other team and not resist.

Since these strong men are rushing to join the team, it can be seen that this is a happy funeral and everyone can benefit.

Therefore, it is right not to resist. If anyone loses his composure and makes trouble at this time, ruining everyone's plans, he will definitely die a miserable death.

'It's uphill.'

Zhang Lingshan's heart moved, and he found that the ground under his feet began to slowly tilt upwards, and Huai Sanniang next to him showed a hint of joy on her face.

It seems that we are about to reach our destination?

move on.

Zhang Lingshan discovered that the thunderous old voice no longer called for "the return of filial sons and virtuous grandchildren."

It can be seen that all the people have gathered and are indeed about to reach the cemetery.

And then, I don’t know how long I walked.

The old thundering voice sounded again: "We have arrived at the gentleman's tomb. Everyone, kneel!"

Crash.

No matter if they were as weak as Zhang Lingshan or as strong as Mrs. Xue, they all knelt on the ground in unison and began to bow three times and kowtow nine times following the old thundering voice.

"The ceremony is over. Kneel on both sides to welcome the guests!"

The two teams immediately separated to the left and right, leaving a distance of ten feet between them, and then knelt down facing the passage in the middle.

Zhang Lingshan was puzzled as to who the guest could be that required them to make way for such a wide passage.

Boom.

Boom.

The sound of mountains shaking and earth trembling came slowly from afar, and what appeared in front of Zhang Lingshan was a pair of huge feet.

This is the sole of a person's foot.

But, the sole of the foot alone is three meters long, how big is this person?
A giant who stands tall and proud.

Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but feel dazed. Where on earth did he come from? He felt that his previous cognition was shattered by everything before him.

"Please ask the gentleman to burn incense and offer wine."

"A filial son and a virtuous grandson, thank you for your guests!"

Everyone kowtowed.

Then, another pair of huge feet came forward.

"Please, gentleman, burn incense and offer wine."

"A filial son and a virtuous grandson, thank you for your guests!"

At last.

Then, a gentleman who pays homage to others is also a giant who stands tall and proud.

After the Erjunzi ceremony was completed, three cries of "wa", "wa", and "wa" were heard, and heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Lu Hede and others around him also started crying immediately.

Zhang Lingshan thought of what Huai Sanniang had said before, that the better you cried, the more eyesight blessings you would get, so he also started crying loudly.

It doesn’t matter whether the feelings are real or not, what matters is that the gift is present.

Crying is a courtesy.

Originally, Zhang Lingshan was just pretending.

But for some reason, as the cries of the three gentlemen of "ears, nose and mouth" grew louder and louder, he was actually moved as well. He inexplicably developed a feeling of shared sorrow with the heaven and earth, as if he was not crying for the gentlemen of eyes, but for himself.

It seemed that in the crying, he saw his future.

And my own future will be no different from that of the gentleman.

Eventually it turned into a handful of yellow earth and disappeared between heaven and earth, as if it had never been there.

It seems that Zhang Lingshan is not the only one who feels this way.

Everyone feels this way.

As a result, the crying at the gentleman's grave became louder and louder, and the atmosphere became more and more sad. Some people even fainted from crying, and some cried bloody tears...

Just like that, I don’t know how long it took.

at last.

All the crying stopped abruptly, as if some invisible force had pinched everyone's neck.

Everyone's head was stretched like a duck, looking up into the sky.

I saw.

A vertical eye suddenly appeared in the air. It glanced at everyone coldly and then stopped at Zhang Lingshan.

this moment.

Zhang Lingshan heard people from all directions heaving sighs of relief, and he was horrified.

Being selected is not a good thing.

Sure enough, joining this team is not luck, but bad luck.

There were nearly two hundred people present, so why was he chosen? Was he chosen based on his potential?

Zhang Lingshan was extremely anxious and practiced his skills madly to stimulate his qi, blood and fire.

But, to no avail at all.

'what! '

He wanted to yell, but no sound came out.

There seemed to be an invisible force here that completely suppressed him, and he was like a lamb to be slaughtered.

However, he was not willing to give in!
Swish!
The vertical eye between the eyebrows suddenly lit up, and the eyelids flickered open and closed wildly, swallowing up inch-long white light.

The vertical eye in the sky seemed to be affected, and actually began to shift its gaze, refocusing on another person.

"Do not!!!"

The man howled miserably and screamed crazily, "Why me, why me? It shouldn't be me, it shouldn't be me. I'm wrong, I'm wrong. My strength is still very poor. My Purple Palace has only opened up 2,000 acres of space. You can't choose me. You should choose someone stronger..."

No one listened to his crying except Zhang Lingshan.

Because, if it weren't for the crazy flashing of his own heavenly eye that affected the vertical eye in the sky, then the one crying now would not be this person, but Zhang Lingshan.

I feel sad.

(End of this chapter)