Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 44: How many shells do I have to throw at Lao Zuo and Zhang Zhiwei?

"What on earth did you do!" Dong Chang glared at He Songling.

"Hey, don't make a fuss. I'm just giving your bodies a break."

Dong Chang and Xu Xin were shocked and angry, and couldn't help but scold: "You are talking nonsense, what do you mean by holiday? How can this be possible!"

Decades of hard work have been wasted just like that, which makes people extremely angry.

"Don't make noise, don't make noise." He Songling simply took his hands off their heads and pinched their necks. Anyway, it was just to dissolve their Qi, there was no need to focus on their heads.

Although he did not have the ability of the God Spirit to transform all Qi back to the innate, his innate soul could be called the anti-God Spirit, able to see through and simulate the running routes of all Qi. At several key nodes, the Qi of the two people from the Tang Sect soon stopped flowing.

He had seen through the path of Fengping's Fire Style before, and cut off the Qi in his body with a casual stroke, causing him to fall out of the Fire Style. This was different from Wu Gensheng's direct method of dissolving it. If you want to "cut off" someone else's Qi, first of all, your own Qi must be of a quality that can withstand the impact of the other person's Qi, so that the Qi in his body can be cut off.

After all, it was not a life-and-death fight. During the battle, He Songling only needed to bury his hand shallowly to make the opponent's Qi stagnate for a moment, or use a little trick to detonate and cause the opponent's Qi to explode. In order to ensure that the opponent's Qi was safely intercepted, at least several times the mass was required.

Fortunately, the two people from the Tang Sect did not practice very deeply. If He Songling was asked to intercept Zuo Ruotong's Qi, either Zuo would explode or he would explode, and the most likely outcome would be that both sides would suffer losses. But these two people did not even make He Songling feel that it was a big effort.

He Songling paid close attention to the changes in the two people's bodies. When they were about to collapse, he used Qi to push them. After a while, the impacted heart meridians of the two people calmed down.

"This way your life won't be in danger." He Songling let go of his hand, and the two of them knelt on the ground, covering their necks, coughing constantly, and breathing greedily.

"It's not life-threatening, the biggest danger to our lives is your hand that's pinching our necks!" After a long while, Dong Chang, who had recovered, said angrily. But then he softened his expression and said reluctantly: "Thank you for saving our lives."

"You're welcome. I didn't come up with this idea." He Songling didn't take credit for it. It must be said that he was much worse than Wu Gensheng in developing his innate abilities. In recent years, he mainly practiced the third level of Ni Sheng, and he used the innate soul as a tool to make Ni Sheng "reach the sky".

But Wu Gensheng is different, his root is the divine spirit. All his skills and even his outlook on life are derived from this divine spirit.

Wu Gensheng has just joined Quan Xing and should have just come out of seclusion not long ago. He is still exploring the development of the divine spirit, so he took the initiative to drink Dong Chang's poisonous wine just to see what the divine spirit can do.

"But it's been almost two hours, why hasn't the old guy come back yet?" He Songling raised his hand to check his watch. After waiting for another half an hour, He Songling suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Hey, I'm so stupid!"

Wu Gensheng originally came back because he wanted to kill Huang Fang. He had just joined Quan Xing and was a bit of a hot-blooded young man. The two men from the Tang Sect killed Huang Fang and Liu Zong, so Wu Gensheng came back specifically to save their lives.

Now that he was here, Wu Gensheng naturally didn't have to worry about their lives. Moreover, although he hadn't fought with him, he had lost in terms of spying on each other. He Songling and Wu Gensheng were like a spear that could pierce anything and a shield that could block anything. He lost this "conflict", so he naturally didn't dare to come back.

As for the problem of not being able to eliminate the toxicity of croton, there are many places in the wilderness and woods to deal with the problem. Just grab a handful of leaves and wipe it off. Why do we need to bring it to the Tang Clan’s kitchen?
"Let's go!" He Songling tore a piece of paper from the counter, wrote a few words on it, put it in Dong Chang's arms, then used the Eight Directions to lift up the two people from the Tang Sect and quickly rushed to the Tang Sect.

"What did you put in my arms?" Dong Chang asked in surprise.

"Give your sect leader a visiting card and tell him that I will visit the Tang Sect in three days." "Three days?" Dong Chang was even more surprised. "Isn't it going to be today?"

"Well, be polite! Your old sect leader is a senior and virtuous elder in our sect. I have always admired him. How can I just visit him out of the blue? At least bring him some gifts."

He Songling spoke in a serious manner, as if he really respected Tang Bingwen, and Dong Chang and Xu Xin were all proud of it. In fact, he was just fooling the fool. What kind of bullshit manners are these? He even made fun of the prisoner Zuo Du every day, so how could he respect other seniors?
"Who goes to Tang Sect in the middle of the night? Are you looking for death?" After leaving Dong Chang and Xu Xin behind, He Songling had a sneer on his face. Are you kidding? A big sect known for stealth assassinations breaks into someone's lair in the middle of the night? One must be really crazy to do such a thing.

As far as He Songling knew, there was only one fool who dared to do such a thing, and that was Zhang Zhiwei's junior apprentice Zhang Huaiyi. He broke into the Tang Sect at midnight that day, and before dawn, Zhang Chulan became an orphan.

Moreover, he now has much more important things to do than joining the Tang Sect.

Three days later, in a cave in Shu Mountain, He Songling's body turned white and a light blue Qi seal flickered in the palm of his hand.

"Come on!"

He Songling was muttering to himself.

Then his palms began to tremble involuntarily, with the amplitude increasing, as if being pulled by something. Finally, with a "whoosh", two rifles, two pistols, and three grenades appeared in his palms.

He couldn't hold so many things in his hands, and they fell all over the floor. Some of them fell directly on He Songling's feet. But he didn't care. His face was full of ecstasy: "It's done!"

This was the Seven Evils Heart-piercing Nail that he had learned from the Ye Mao Mountain master Liu Zong. This Ye Mao Mountain technique was unique and could achieve the transmission of objects within a short distance without any obstruction.

The masters of Yemao Mountain only practiced it as a killing move to send weapons into the human body, which was a waste of resources. But He Songling was different. He had already thought about how to use it since he simulated the Qi seal.

During these three days, he went to a warlord's arsenal and stole a batch of arms, and used this method to sacrifice. The innate soul is so unreasonable, and the evil spirit that needs to be cruelly killed to be sacrificed was easily simulated by He Songling, and the Qi seal was imprinted on the guns and cannons.

Liu Zong has been practicing the Seven Evils Nails for years in order to enhance the nails' lethality and evil spirit, but this is not necessary for guns and cannons. As long as they are at hand, they can unleash a powerful force that Liu Zong could never achieve even if he practiced for his entire life.

He Songling placed the Qi Seal on the "fire seed" of the "Fire Escape", and the Yesmao Mountain teleportation was combined with the Fire Escape. Within fifty kilometers, no matter where the objects with the Qi Seal were, they could be summoned to He Songling's side.

At this point, He Songling finally got rid of the shackles of not being able to carry too many hot weapons on his body. He alone was a small arsenal. Any grenades, mines, mortars, as long as he was given time to refine them in advance, he could summon them.

"Hahaha, the 'one man' mentioned here refers to me, He Songling!" He Songling laughed loudly, "What about Sanjie Zuo, old Zhang Huaiyi, and old Zhang Zhiwei? Even if they attack together, how many shells can I throw at them?"

He Songling is not an ordinary person, he is also a master of Qi refining!

"Let's go to Tang Sect! Now it's time to show these assassins how powerful we are." He Songling turned into a breath of white energy and disappeared on the spot.

(End of this chapter)