Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 212: Deep in Tang Tomb, the Second Test
He Songling's method is, after all, just a simulation.

Make the trajectory of Qi and the flow of meridians become the same as those of the opponent, and then activate the triple reverse life in that way. First of all, this is not the Qi of reverse life, so the repair effect will be weaker.

Normally, with his triple-level Qi of reverse life, it wouldn't take him even a second to recover from this injury.

Therefore, it is far less effective than the Shuangquan Hands that Duanmu Ying created specifically for the purpose of curing any injury.

Of course, just like the Shuangquanshou, it is normal that the things that are realized from things like "immortal traces" and "miracles" have certain common effects.

The third level of Tongtian cured Tang Miaoxing's injuries in less than half a minute.

"It's already like this, and you're still far from it?" Tang Bingwen thought He Songling was just being modest.

"Learning never ends. You Tangmen learn skills, and all you need is to be able to kill people. We who practice Xuan have to consider a lot more." He Songling looked unfathomable.

But no one in the entire Tang Sect dared to refute him. After all, in terms of combat power and realm, no one in the entire Tang Sect was better than him. He Songling was right. The Tang Sect never compared realms. The one who could kill people had good kung fu.

"Come on, brother You Ke, Xu Xin, and Tang Qiushan." He Songling called the three of them over.

Xu Xin's injuries were the lightest, and He Songling only patted him on the shoulder and he recovered. You Ke and Tang Qiushan's injuries were no less serious than Tang Miaoxing's.

However, with the experience of Tang Miaoxing, He Songling held the two men in one hand, and the treatment time was actually shorter.

"Finally..." He Songling turned his gaze to Zhang Wang.

This "One Finger" was the first one to be taken down by the five disciples of the Trinity Sect. Even if the Trinity Sect wanted to show mercy and not leave him with irreparable or even fatal injuries, they still would not be able to fight with their full strength for a year.

Fortunately, only bones were broken.

The best thing about the third level of reverse life is actually restoring bones.

"Crack, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

He Songling's Qi flowed through Zhang Wang's body. With a sound that made one's teeth ache, Zhang Wang's arms and legs, which had been obviously deformed, were straightened out. With flashes of white light, his bones also grew back to their original shape.

"Hey, how about this one?"

"I'm convinced." No matter how much the people in the Tang Clan disliked He Songling, after seeing this, they had nothing to say.

As for the injuries of the Sanyi Sect, it was even simpler. Even those who had not practiced the third level of Nisheng could be easily cured. These fellow disciples whose internal Qi bodies were the same as their own, just waved their hands and scattered a stream of Qi, which fell on several people, and their injuries were restored to their original state.

"Remember this feeling well. It will be of great help to you in breaking through to the second level in the future." He Songling instructed.

"Yes, I will follow your teachings." Zhao Lun, Zhuge Yuan and others clasped their fists and bowed.

"Okay, you all go and have a rest." He Songling waved his hand and turned to look at Tang Bingwen: "Old headmaster?" "Do you really want to die?" Murderous intent shot out of Tang Bingwen's one eye.

Previously, He Songling stood in the center of the Tang Sect's lobby and spoke out. He claimed two things. The first was that he would take the brothers from the Sanyi Sect to teach them a lesson.

At that time, most people in the Tang Sect were angry. Even if they were not as obvious as Yang Lie and others, they still hid it in their hearts, thinking that their Tang Sect was underestimated. However, now more than ten hours, more than half a day, have passed, and the Sanyi Sect has achieved the first thing He Songling said.

Then the second thing should also be started. In other words, is it possible to do the second thing?
Many people from the Tang Sect were reluctant to leave. They really wanted to see who dared to challenge Dan Shi.

"Hey, why do I want to die? If you can't stop it, can't you just withdraw Dan Shi? Don't even mention that with your ability as the old sect leader, you can't control the advance and retreat of Dan Shi, right?"

Even Ding Shiman was able to challenge Danxie and escape unscathed. Even though Xu Xin studied Danxie in Tang Tomb at that time, he did not play Danxie to the highest level, and there was no special feature. Compared with the Danxie that Tang Jiaren and Tang Bingwen showed, which had unique tricks and even special effects, it was still a level lower.

“Humph, if I don’t want you to die, of course I can do it. But with your character, do you know how many people in the Tang Clan want you dead?” Tang Bingwen snorted and casually waved out a stream of poison, poisoning the group of people who refused to leave and knocked them to the ground.

"Don't you want to live anymore? Get out!"

“Swoosh, swish, swish…”

All the poisoned members of the Tang Sect ran away in an instant.

The old headmaster's methods were no joke. Tang Bingwen had been dumbfounded for his whole life. His men did not have the words "joking". The poisons they used were life-threatening. If the detoxification was not timely, they would really die.

Most people in the sect have experienced this kind of test. Although it is not the sect leader who personally carries out the test, the danger to one's life is real. Although it is interesting to see people overestimate their own abilities and challenge Dan Shi, it is not as interesting as one's own life.

"Don't all leave, don't you want to leave a witness?" He Songling didn't care. Later, when Ding Shi'an fought Dan Shi, there was a large crowd of spectators. "Could it be that the old sect leader is not confident enough in Dan Shi?"

"Of course. Who knows what you can come up with?" Tang Bingwen actually admitted it.

He Songling felt his seriousness when he showed weakness, so he turned to his five junior brothers and said, "Then you can go too. Ask the Tang Sect to arrange accommodation for you. I will have to lie down for a few months, so you can go back by yourselves when the time comes."

"Senior Brother!" Several fellow disciples couldn't help but speak out to dissuade him.

"Fuck off!"

Tang Bingwen had just shown off his skills, and He Songling was not to be outdone. He waved his hand, and there was no apparent special effect, but it seemed as if a level 17 typhoon had arisen on the spot. The powerful wind pressure directly blew away the five second-level Sanyi Sect disciples.

Tang Bingwen's pupils shrank again. What does it mean to send five Level 2 masters flying out of thin air with a wave of his hand? Can Zuo Rutong do it?
"Come with me." But the old killer leader never let his emotions affect his actions. His voice remained calm and he walked in front to lead the way.

Not long after, he brought He Songling to the deepest part of Tang Tomb.

"Brother, come here. Uncle Ying, please guard the entrance and don't let anyone in."

(End of this chapter)