Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 313: Zhang Lingyu, the black-eyed man, is seeking the skin of a tiger

At this time, Zhang Zifan and his group were still drifting on the sea, but halfway through they encountered Meng Po blocking their way, and the two groups of people met each other.

Behind Meng Po, followed by Black and White Impermanence, stood on the boat and said, "Hou Qing Corpse Ancestor, the Xuanming Sect is in need of people right now, I hope..."

Hou Qing seemed not to hear it, and asked Lu Linglong attentively: "Hey, Master, do you think the color modulation and space layout have any effect on the whole painting?"

After saying that, he looked at Meng Po belatedly and said, "I'm sorry, please continue!"

Meng Po was calm and continued, "I want to find the list."

Unexpectedly, Hou Qing turned the drawing board over and asked Meng Po: "How is it? Does it look like it?"

Meng Po looked at the inhuman-looking figure on the drawing board, and could barely make out from the rough outline that Hou Qing was drawing her.

Seeing what was happening, Hei Wuchang immediately chimed in, "Hou Qing Corpse Ancestor, isn't it a bit too rude of you to do this?"

Hou Qing asked Meng Po sternly, "I painted your portrait with good intentions, but was told by a junior that I was being disrespectful. Tell me, am I being disrespectful?"

Meng Po was also steady enough. She shook her head and said, "Of course not. Corpse Ancestor helped the Dark Emperor and the Ghost King to establish the Xuanming Sect. We were negligent!"

"Back then, you felt bored in the sect and left to travel far away. Xuanming Sect never stopped you. Now Xuanming Sect is in need of people. I hope Corpse Ancestor will repent and return to the sect!"

Meng Po's words were extremely humble, and she was putting on enough pretense. On the one hand, she was really a little afraid of the Corpse Ancestor Hou Qing. After all, the four Corpse Ancestors were of the same blood and sworn brothers. If she offended one of the other three, they would definitely seek revenge.

The current Xuanming Sect can no longer withstand the turmoil.

Moreover, Yuan Tiangang's order was for Meng Po to look for the traces of the four corpse ancestors, especially the corpse ancestor of the surrendered minister, who must be found, so Meng Po would not offend them if possible.

Hou Qing then stepped forward, bent down somewhat frivolously, and whispered to Meng Po: "Hey, I heard that you are a great beauty. Can you let me see your true face? I think my painting will look better with a beautiful woman as a reference."

Hou Qing seemed to realize how terrible his painting was, and his proposal made Meng Po angry.

After all, is there any woman who doesn't care about her appearance?

It would be strange if Hou Qing wasn't angry when he brought this up!

Meng Po poked the cane directly and looked at Hou Qing dangerously: "What does Corpse Ancestor mean by this?"

"Humph!"

Hou Qing stood up and said, "The Xuanming Sect will not perish as long as you are here."

It seemed that the two groups of people were on the verge of a confrontation.

Lu Linglong said at this time: "Okay, it's just a list, it's nothing to argue about, just give it to her, my disciple."

"Yes!"

Hou Qing turned around and bowed to Lu Linglong, then threw the roster casually to the ground, walked to the bench in front of Lu Linglong and remade it, lowering his head to think about how to start the next one.

The Black and White Impermanence slowly opened the list and presented it to Meng Po.

"Let's set off today to find the other three corpse ancestors of Xuanming Sect. Let's go!"

Zhang Zifan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "Huh, if a fight really breaks out, this ship will be destroyed and we won't have a place to stay on the sea."

Lu Linglong seemed indifferent to everything.

But in fact, she had informed Feng Xingtong and Xiao Zizai of the news about the other three corpse ancestors through the equipment a long time ago, so Meng Po and others were destined to end up empty-handed.

Lu Linglong was ordered by Tian Gong to find the four corpse ancestors. At first, the three of them split into three groups, but when she found them, Tian Gong did not give any further instructions, and Hou Qing was interested in learning the magic painting method.

Therefore, Lu Linglong simply stayed with Hou Qing in the name of master and disciple, waiting for Tiangong's next order.

Next, Zhang Zifan followed Hou Qing's instructions and sailed on the sea for another day, but found the fake Li who had fainted from exhaustion after jumping into the sea.

Zhang Zifan rescued him and tied him to the mast.

After a while, the fake Li Youyou woke up: "Ahem, it seems that I am not destined to die!"

"Why are you here? Where is Li Xingyun?" Zhang Zifan asked.

The fake Li closed his eyes and said weakly: "Take me to shore and I will tell you."

Seeing this, Lu Linxuan immediately put his broken sword on the fake Li's neck and shouted, "Speak now!"

"Oh, if I tell you now, I will no longer be of any use to you and you will kill me."

"If you don't tell me, I'll kill you now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of Lu Linxuan's sword left a bloody mark on the fake Li's neck, penetrating three-quarters of the flesh, and blood immediately flowed out.

Fake Li looked at the anxious Lu Linxuan and snorted coldly: "I don't believe you dare to let me die!"

"I didn't realize you were so stubborn."

Lu Linglong seemed to be in a good mood at this time. She looked at the face that was three-quarters similar to Tiangong, and her evil taste suddenly came up.

"How about you try my skills?"

As she spoke, Lu Linglong's eyes glowed red.

The flesh and blood on the fake Li's body began to wriggle, as if every divine extremity was twitching. Then, veins all over the body bulged, his eyeballs bulged, pupils filled with blood, his face was distorted, and he looked extremely painful.

"what---"

Accompanied by hoarse wails.

Lu Linglong said with a wicked smile: "Your blood and qi are flowing backwards, which is like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives. If you can't bear it, just say ha!"

And on the other side.

Meng Fan sneezed three times in a row, counted with his fingers, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. Cold sweat broke out on his back. He shook his head, then looked in one direction, feeling grievances for the loss of another.

"Sins, sins, one by one, where does such hatred come from? I want Li Xinghe to take the blame for me!"

"Hey, sooner or later you will have to pay for what you have done. My good brother, please help your brother!"

Fake Li: "I advise you to be kind!"

At this time, on the boat where Zhang Zifan and others were.

Lu Linglong was like a little witch, smiling and asking, "How do you feel?"

“I don’t feel anything at all!”

The fake Li gritted his teeth, his gums were even bleeding, but he still spoke very firmly.

Little did he know that he was simply suffering for someone else.

Lu Linglong curled her lips, and the red light in her eyes became brighter: "You are still stubborn, right? What about this?"

"Ah~"

The fake Li let out a miserable roar, which was so heartbreaking and tearful that it was unbearable to watch.

In the end, I still gritted my teeth and persevered.

At this time, Zhang Lingyu patted Lu Linglong on the shoulder and said, "Stop it for now. Your method is too harmful to people. If you continue like this, he will die. It will be difficult to explain to His Highness when the time comes."

"cut!"

Lu Linglong heard this and had some reservations in her heart. She finally stopped. Just when the fake Li Man thought that he would not be tortured anymore, Zhang Lingyu suddenly said, "Let me do it. I have created a method of lightning needle acupuncture. It can amplify the pain that a person can feel ten or a hundred times without hurting the person!"

Lu Linglong: “?!!”

What happened to Taoist Lingyu who is always upright?

Now, who can tell me who is the Taoist priest in white with black aura coming out of his body?
Is this still the Taoist Priest Lingyu that I know?

It's definitely white cut black!
Zhang Lingyu just made a move with his hand, and several long needles made entirely of lightning appeared in his hand. They were surrounded by electric arcs and made a sharp sound of electric current.

Later, Zhang Lingyu snapped his fingers, and several lightning rods turned into black streams of light that went straight into the fake Li's acupuncture points, bringing him endless pain.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lingyu's mouth corners inadvertently curved up, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

Lu Linglong was a little powerless to complain, thinking: "Master Lingyu, the corners of your mouth that you can't suppress have already betrayed you!"

After a moment, Lu Linglong looked at the fake Li who had rolled his eyes, tugged at Zhang Lingyu's sleeve, and couldn't help asking, "Master Lingyu, why can't you think of developing this method of torturing people?"

Zhang Lingyu looked indifferent, as if he was thinking of some bad memories, but he did not avoid them. Instead, he said bluntly: "When Tiangong forced me to practice with the Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle, I was electrocuted every day. Tiangong also gave me a method of tempering the body with lightning. Over time, I thought of it."

Lu Linglong lowered her head and whispered softly: "Oh, so it's a personal experience..."

Zhang Lingyu looked over coldly: "What did you say?"

Lu Linglong waved her hands repeatedly and said, "No, nothing!"

"but……"

Lu Linglong suddenly scratched her head in embarrassment and said, "I think I can do both."

Zhang Lingyu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he looked at the lightning rods all over the fake Li's body: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

After using his double-handed skills to extract information, the fake Li was no longer useful.

Everyone looked at the fake Li who was slumped over and incontinent, and felt a little disgusted.

Zhang Zifan asked, "Are you still keeping him?"

Lu Linglong suggested with a smile: "Keep him and take him back. We just need to tie him to the stern with a rope and tow him back. As for whether he can survive, we will leave it to fate."

Then, Lu Linglong and Zhang Lingyu glanced at the fake Li at the same time. In the fake Li's eyes, they were like two big devils, grinning ferociously.

Fake Li raised his hands tremblingly: "What hatred or grudge do you have that you treat me like this?"

Lu Linglong picked him up, tied a rope around his hands and threw him into the sea, saying, "Don't blame me. It's because you look a bit like Mahakala."

Then, she clapped her hands, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Finally, I feel comfortable!"

After receiving the news that Li Xingyun was out of danger, Zhang Zifan and others also chose to return.

After reaching the shore, Lu Linglong picked up the rope that tied the fake Li, only to find that it had already been cut.

"He ran away. It seems he is lucky. Letting a tiger go back into the mountains will bring endless troubles." Lu Linglong looked at the rope in her hand and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"We originally wanted him to run away. It's related to His Highness's arrangements. If he didn't run away, it would be really troublesome." Zhang Lingyu sent a voice message to Lu Linglong.

Lu Linglong and Zhang Lingyu nodded silently.

Afterwards, Zhang Zifan and his group finally met up with Li Xingyun, who had escaped from the isolated island, at this port.

The most urgent task for Li Xingyun and others was to remove the poison from Ji Ruxue. Because the Witch King died early and there was no one to disturb her, the blood transfusion went extremely smoothly.

And at the same time.

After leaving the port, the fake Li headed towards Taiyuan.

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Tongwen Museum.

A man wearing a cloak that concealed his figure got off the carriage.

"Who are you?"

The guard at Tongwenguan stepped forward and asked.

But the man walked straight inside and said, "I want to see your Holy Lord."

After Li Keyong's death, Li Siyuan took control of the State of Jin again. Now the holy leader of the Tongwenguan is naturally Li Siyuan.

"You can't see the Holy Lord just because you want to..."

Before the guard could finish his words, he was killed.

The other guards rushed forward upon seeing this and shouted, “Stop him!”

But these guards were like chickens and dogs to that man and could not stop him from moving forward.

Just as the man pushed open the door of Tongwenguan and stepped in, a figure came like a swift wind and grabbed his throat before he could even react.

"The Supreme Saint Qiankun Gong, Holy Lord, I have long admired you!"

Li Siyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the figure under the cloak. At this time, a breeze blew up the cloak, revealing the man's face.

"Your Highness?"

Li Siyuan loosened his hand, stepped back, and said in surprise.

When the fake Li saw that his identity had been discovered, he stopped hiding and simply pulled open his cloak to reveal his figure.

"Li Siyuan, the world is without a ruler. Are you willing to help me become emperor?"

"hiss!"

Li Siyuan's heart moved. Hasn't Li Xingyun always been unwilling to become emperor? Why has he changed his mind now?

So, he looked out and said tentatively: "If Your Highness is interested, I will do my best, but why?"

The fake Li put his hands behind his back and said bluntly: "If we want to achieve the goal of becoming an emperor, we need talents who can assist the king. Are you right?"

Li Siyuan hesitated and said, "You~?"

The fake Li moved closer and whispered to Li Siyuan: "That's right, I am not Li Xingyun."

Li Siyuan's eyes suddenly widened, and then he looked at the fake Li in front of him, sizing him up, wondering what was in his mind.

After a moment, Li Siyuan suddenly laughed and said, "Your Highness, stop joking. If you are not Li Xingyun, then who is?"

"There is only one Li Xingyun in the world today. Our Jin Kingdom is willing to help His Highness achieve his legacy for generations to come!"

As he spoke, Li Siyuan knelt down on one knee in front of the fake Li to show his submission.

Not long ago, Li Siyuan felt extremely troubled by Li Xingyun who suddenly appeared in Bianzhou and did not dare to act rashly.

Now, another Li Xingyun came to his door, how could he let him go?
Even if the Bad Leader holds him accountable, he can still say that he was deceived and that he has always been loyal to Li Tang, so this misunderstanding occurred.

Considering both sides, he would not face too much risk. He could even take the opportunity to hold the emperor hostage to control the princes, do things in the name of the fake emperor, and occupy the righteous position.

The fake Li was naturally aware of this, he was just courting disaster, but at this point he could not care less. Only by proving himself to Yuan Tiangang would he have a chance to survive.

Only then will you have the chance to become the true king of the Tang Dynasty!
As for the rest, nothing matters!
If you are stuck in a dead end, you must put yourself in danger and then survive!
(End of this chapter)