Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 113 The king of heaven covers the tiger of the earth

Qinghe County, a mass grave outside the city.

Zhou Ping came to this place alone.

"This is the place Uncle Lame is talking about." Zhou Ping pushed aside the bushes and saw a man in black.

The man in black was a little thin, but he looked very capable.

"The King of Heaven and the Tiger of Earth?" Zhou Ping asked cautiously.

Man in black: "Chicken stew with mushrooms."

The two looked at each other and nodded.

Uncle Bo told Zhou Ping that there was a friend of his here. This friend was very powerful and could guide Zhou Ping in his martial arts training.

Zhou Ping went there happily.

But before coming, Zhou Ping had discussed the secret code with Uncle Bo.

There are too many outsiders in Qinghe County, and it would be bad if I recognized the wrong person.

After exchanging secret codes, Zhou Ping confirmed that the other party was "Uncle Lame's friend."

"You can attack me with all your strength, don't hold back." The man in black stood with his hands behind his back, with an indescribable chivalrous demeanor.

Zhou Ping spread out his perception range. There was no one else within two hundred feet.

His perception and gaze were all on the black-clad man's legs, and there was nothing wrong with his legs: "It turns out that I am not making friends out of nothing."

Before coming, Zhou Ping guessed that the man in black was Uncle Bo, and Uncle Bo wanted to use Zhou Ping as a training ground because he knew that Uncle Bo wanted revenge.

The man in black has a similar body shape to Uncle Lame, but there is nothing wrong with his legs.

"it is good!"

Zhou Ping didn't waste any time and rushed towards the man in black with his sword drawn.

Uncle Lame said that he was a friend who could be trusted unconditionally, and Zhou Ping just needed to give his best.

The man in black used a sword.

The swords collided, and the man in black had a hint of surprise in his eyes. His hands kept shaking, and he almost couldn't hold the sword.

The man in black was Uncle Lame. He got the demon seed from Suzaku, which allowed him to regenerate his broken leg.

Uncle Lame didn't want Zhou Ping to know so much about himself, and didn't want him to know that he was preparing for revenge.

Uncle Lame sparred with Zhou Ping as a man in black, one reason being to sharpen Zhou Ping's knife, and the other being to teach Zhou Ping.

He had a premonition that his life-and-death battle with the head of the Yan family would soon begin.

In this battle, life and death are uncertain, so he wants to pass on everything he has learned in his life to Zhou Ping.

"What's the level of cultivation of this kid? Isn't it said that he is only at the eighth level? Oh, this kid seems to have reached the level of a warrior as well, practicing both Buddhism and martial arts. No wonder he is so powerful." Uncle Lame thought to himself.

Uncle Bo had fought against Song Tianhu, who was of the eighth rank, but Song Tianhu's strength was still a little weaker than Zhou Ping's.

After Uncle Lame obtained the demon seed, his cultivation level reached the eighth level, but with the blessing of the demon seed, his strength only reached the seventh level.

The demon seed not only allowed him to regenerate his broken leg, but also increased his strength.

Uncle Lame's mind moved, and the muscles around his body became stronger. The demon seed covered his body like armor.

This is a semi-demonized state, which allows Uncle Lame to reach the seventh level of strength.

If he were to be transformed into a demon, Uncle Lame didn't know how powerful he would become.

It’s just that Uncle Bo was not fully demonized, only half-demonized, and the murderous intent in Uncle Bo’s heart became much greater.

"Kid, be careful. When I start fighting, I can't even control myself." Uncle Lame warned.

Zhou Ping also noticed that the man in black had become stronger, but he was not afraid: "Come on."

The two fought again.

The collision of swords and knives made a continuous roar, and the aftermath spread in all directions.

The scattered shock waves flattened the surrounding grass and graves.

"My waist is weak, so this move can only exert half of its strength."

"My lower body is not stable, so I can't use this move."

"My wrist is not flexible, so the knife moves too slowly."

The man in black fought with Zhou Ping while giving him instructions.

Zhou Ping's swordsmanship mainly comes from the Xuanwu Sword Technique, and the characteristic of this swordsmanship is defense and counterattack.

The man in black seemed to be very familiar with Zhou Ping's swordsmanship, so he pointed out the problems in Zhou Ping's various skills in a timely manner.

For example, if his waist was an inch longer, Zhou Ping's attacks would be 50% more powerful.

Just one inch, but the effect is completely different.

"This is also micro-manipulation." Zhou Ping couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that practicing a path still requires guidance from a master.

If you practice according to the diagram, you won’t be able to see the slight differences.

Raising your elbow an inch higher or lower will create completely different power and can also hide a flaw.

This is very necessary in actual combat.

It may be just a tiny difference that is the difference between life and death.

"This move was too quick. We should have waited a little longer."

"This move was too slow, it should have been brought over quickly with the forehand."

The man in black kept pointing out Zhou Ping's flaws.

I have to say that the black-clothed man's strength after his clothes exploded was about the same as Zhou Ping's, but his skills were much better than Zhou Ping's.

The two fought for two hours in a row.

Uncle Lame doesn't feel tired at all because he has the support of the demon species.

Although Zhou Ping consumed a lot of spiritual energy in his body, he had the inner elixir to replenish his spiritual energy, so he didn't feel tired.

"This kid has great endurance!" Uncle Lame couldn't help but sigh. When he was Zhou Ping's age, he didn't have such strength.

There was flying sand and rocks in the cemetery.

This sound attracted many foreign practitioners.

However, the aftermath of the battle between the two men alone made these foreign cultivators dare not approach.

"Is this a fight between the eighth rank?"

"What the hell is an eighth-grade? This strength is at least a seventh-grade one!"

The outside cultivators stared at the two people in the cemetery and did not dare to approach, for fear of being implicated.

The two fought for another hour. Uncle Lame was surrounded by black air and his eyes gradually became dark.

Zhou Ping discovered that something was wrong with the man in black.

At the beginning, the man in black just told him to stop, but the more they fought, the more fierce his attack became, and he almost triggered Lingxi's finger attack several times.

As the black-clad men's attacks became more fierce, Zhou Ping found it difficult to defend himself.

In fact, Zhou Ping has the means to fight back, and the Demonic Blade Thousand Blades has been ready to take action.

For some unknown reason, the Demonic Blade Thousand Blades immediately became active after black gas emerged from the man in black. It wanted to control Zhou Ping's attacks.

"Senior, let's stop here." Zhou Ping jumped out of the battle group. He didn't want the condition of the man in black to get worse.

The man in black roared, “No!”

After the man in black finished speaking, he seemed to realize his own gaffe and quickly closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.

The black energy on his body was rising and falling, and he was trying to suppress it.

Zhou Ping's eyes jumped: demonic energy?

Seeing the man in black suppressing his evil spirit in so much pain, Zhou Ping threw the blood meridian in his arms to his feet.

This blood sutra was written by Pu Ming and is full of Buddhist power.

The blood Sutra fell at the feet of the man in black, emitting Buddha's light.

Under the Buddha's light, the black energy on the man in black was immediately forced into his body. The man in black exhaled and his eyes returned to calm.

"I want this thing." Uncle Lame took the blood meridian away.

Zhou Ping had no objection. Just the things the man in black taught him were worth it.

A blood meridian means little to Zhou Ping.

"I'll give you this little gadget. It's useful against ghosts, and this one is useful against monsters." The man in black took out two small brocade boxes from his arms.

Inside a brocade box was a pill. As soon as Zhou Ping opened it, he smelled a pungent fishy odor.

There was a bead in a brocade box, and a ferocious ghost head on the pillar.

Zhou Ping quietly put away the two boxes. Although he didn't understand much, he knew that these things were very valuable, and their value must have exceeded that of the blood sutra.

"I'm leaving first. There are some rats not far away. You can go around them." Uncle Lame said and left.

After Uncle Lame left and Zhou Ping could no longer sense him within a 200-foot radius, Zhou Ping chose to use Tianya Zhichi to leave.

The next moment, there was no one in the cemetery, only a mess.

the next day.

Captain Leng and Wang Cheng came here with the yamen runners.

They received a tip that a fierce battle had taken place here.

The two thought that it was another fight between foreign cultivators, and they were here to collect the bodies.

However, the bailiffs did not find the body.

Captain Leng looked at the marks on the ground with a gloomy expression.

Wang Cheng asked, "What's going on? It feels like there are masters fighting here."

"You're right, two masters are fighting here." Captain Leng looked at the marks on the ground. He judged from the knife and sword marks that there were two people.

"How strong are these two people?" Wang Cheng asked again.

Captain Leng touched the sword and knife marks on the ground. Although he was a little unwilling, he still said: "A person who uses a sword can kill me in seconds, and a person who uses a knife can kill me in an incense stick."

Wang Cheng was shocked after hearing this. Captain Leng, who was so arrogant, actually said such a thing, which showed that the other party was really strong.

"Qinghe County is not peaceful."

half a month later.

Zhou Ping went on another mission and gained three more years of life.

I originally wanted to take a ride and earn another three years of life, but Qingyuan County did not have any new tasks.

Zhou Ping has been in Qingyuan County for five days in vain.

"Big brother, fish."

But Zhou Ping had a lot of fun these days.

In previous cases of human traffickers, several little girls were rescued in Qingyuan County.

Zhou Ping was even involved in sending the little girl from Qinghe County to Qingyuan County.

These little girls knew that Zhou Ping was their benefactor, and would come to give Zhou Ping fish whenever they had nothing to do.

But Zhou Ping will still give the money.

"I remember there were eight of you at that time, why are the other four missing?" Zhou Ping remembered that he rescued eight little girls at that time.

These little girls have a very good relationship with Zhou Ping, and when they see Zhou Ping coming to Qingyuan County, they will go to play with him.

But now the other four girls are nowhere to be seen.

The remaining four little girls looked at each other before they hesitantly explained the matter.

It turned out that although the disaster situation in Qingyuan County had stabilized, many families had too many children to afford food.

In order to provide food for their families, these four little girls sold themselves to the Qinghe County Music Bureau.

Zhou Ping didn't know what to say for a moment.

What a troubled time.
Qinghe County.

County Magistrate Lu personally served tea to Song Tianlong in front of him.

As the county magistrate, Song Tianlong was actually just a bigger gangster. But this gangster had the county magistrate's handwritten letter.

The letter clearly stated that County Magistrate Lu must help Song Tianlong find the murderer who killed Song Tianhu.

Not long after, Wang Cheng and Captain Leng came into the house with the bodies of Song Tianhu and a dozen other brothers.

In the room, Song Tianhu was sitting and County Magistrate Lu was standing.

Wang Cheng and Leng looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. They only thought that the Dragon and Tiger List was a gang, but they didn't expect that it was so deeply connected with the government.

But the two of them understood after thinking about it. There are more than a dozen gangs of all sizes in Qinghe County. As long as the government wants, these gangs will be crushed by the government.

The reason why these gangs exist is because they are inextricably linked to the government. Thinking of this, the two of them understood Song Tianhu's status.

The two of them also stood respectfully, treating Song Tianhu as a superior.

Song Tianlong examined Song Tianhu's body and frowned after a while.

Wang Cheng said from the side: "The murderer should be one person, his cultivation is at least the eighth level."

"Did I ask you?" Song Tianlong didn't turn around, but spoke aggressively.

Wang Cheng was furious. After all, he was the captain of the police, and the other party was just a small gangster, but he dared to speak to him in such a tone.

But who made him a gangster from Qianzhou City?

Wang Cheng suppressed the anger in his heart.

Song Tianlong looked at Song Tianhu's body, and the anger in his eyes suddenly surged. He smashed Song Tianhu's head with a punch, and then stuffed the yellow and white thing into his mouth: "Brother, even if we die, we brothers must be together."

The three people present were stunned by this scene.

Especially County Magistrate Lu, he had never seen any bloody scenes.

"Wow!" County Magistrate Lu ran out of the house and vomited.

Soon, Song Tianlong had eaten Song Tianhu's head raw, even the bones were bitten until they were crispy.

When County Magistrate Lu came back, Song Tianlong was still licking his lips with satisfaction.

This scene really frightened the three of them.

Especially Wang Cheng and Captain Leng.

Wang Cheng was originally a 10th-grade warrior, so the other party's cultivation was higher than his. Leng the captain was an 8th-grade warrior.

At first, Captain Leng thought that he still had the strength to fight with Song Tianlong, but after seeing Song Tianlong's behavior, Captain Leng didn't even have the idea of ​​fighting with Song Tianlong.

"Who is the strongest in Qinghe County?" Song Tianlong wiped the food from his mouth and licked his fingers.

Captain Leng quickly replied: "I can barely be considered an eighth-rank Buddhist. There is another person named Zhou Ping who is an eighth-rank Buddhist, but both of them rely on external forces to cultivate."

Wang Cheng and Captain Leng told Song Tianlong about the situation in Qinghe County, including who were in the city and who had cultivation skills.

"Confucian Fan Eleven, fourth rank, snake demon, seventh rank, cat demon, seventh rank." Song Tianlong frowned slightly. He did not expect that the small Qinghe County would be so complicated.

Two seventh-grade monsters are fine, but the most important one is Fan Shiyi.

Song Tianlong knew Fan Shiyi and knew that he was the son of Fan Zhongfu, the foremost Confucian scholar of his time.

"Where is Zhou Ping?" Song Tianlong asked coldly. He felt that Zhou Ping was the most suspicious.

Captain Leng doesn't get along with Zhou Ping. He hopes that Song Tianlong will cause trouble for Zhou Ping: "Zhou Ping is from the escort agency."

Wang Cheng quickly said, "When your brother died, Zhou Ping was playing bridge with Fan Shiyi and two women at home. He was not the murderer of your brother."

The murderous look in Song Tianlong's eyes flashed away. He stomped his foot, and a piece of gravel appeared in front of him.

Song Tianlong waved his hand, and gravel shot out, then pierced through Wang Cheng's forearm.

"Ah!" Wang Cheng wailed, covering his arm in pain.

Captain Leng was sweating profusely as he watched from the side. With this strength, I can't even handle it with a cup of tea!
"It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go!"

(End of this chapter)