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Chapter 105 Three Thousand Ghostly Enemies? No, these are three thousand Heavenly Demons! (Please subscribe!)

The so-called routine refers to how Yin Jun used to threaten righteous people into retreating by scattering his evil spirits.

Its threat was virtually invincible; each time it would at most annihilate a dozen or so vengeful spirits, leaving the righteous people utterly frustrated and resentful.

But now, Zhao Zheng, a righteous man, not only ignored its threat, but also directly annihilated the souls of its accomplices with a single sword strike. This is too unpredictable!

"You are very good!"

Yin Jun, who had not summoned any more ghouls, stared at Zhao Zheng, who stood still holding his magic sword, with an extremely gloomy face.

Suddenly, it sneered and said, "Boy, state your name. I never kill nameless nobodies!"

"My name is Zhao Zheng, and my sword is named Tai'a!"

Zhao Zheng spoke calmly, and just as Yin Jun's tiger eyes narrowed as he stared at the Tai'a sword in his right hand, he made a move!

Clang~

It was no longer the sound of a weapon being drawn, but the sound of a sword ringing out and shaking the air, the blade tearing through the air with a loud bang and a mournful cry.

As the rain stopped, a dazzling golden light shone around them as Zhao Zheng activated the Golden Light Divine Incantation.

The sight caused the group of merchants who had just stepped out of the main hall of the dilapidated temple to instinctively close their eyes.

Clang! Clang! Clang—

A dense chorus of metallic clanging erupted, like the simultaneous ringing of bells and drums, or the striking of an ancient temple bell, creating a deafening sound.

Just as the business manager and others subconsciously opened their eyes, what came into view was Zhao Zheng, who was thrusting a sword at the tiger's eye.

Just as they were horrified that there really was a tiger demon and were expecting Zhao Zheng to kill the monster with a single sword strike, the tiger demon made its move.

However, it wasn't the body that moved, but the eyelids.

As Yin Jun closed his eyelids, a clang rang out, and sparks flew from the sword tip where it touched his eyelids, just as he was trying to discern a look of panic on Zhao Zheng's face.

It was surprised to find that Zhao Zheng's expression remained calm as ever, except for the sudden extinguishing of the dazzling golden light.

It raised its paw and slapped, but there was no surging demonic aura or overwhelming magical power. All that was present was the terrifying force that tore through the air and the Tai'a Magic Sword that was knocked out of its hand with a bang.

And Zhao Zheng, who suddenly retreated to his original position and returned to a distance of ten meters, had a torn tiger's mouth on his right hand, with blood flowing freely.

Yin Jun didn't speak. He raised his left and right front paws and transformed into a middle-aged man with a bare upper body and muscles like a rock. He stood up and reached out. The Tai'a Magic Sword, which he had knocked more than ten meters away, was swiftly captured in his hand.

Having obtained the Tai'a Sword, Yin Jun's eyes revealed a thoughtful and solemn expression as he gazed at the two characters "Tai'a" inscribed in large seal script on the sword's surface.

Just as its right hand instinctively tightened its grip on the sword hilt, a chilling problem arose.

It couldn't break the sword. With its cultivation level, it couldn't even break the sword, even though it was seriously injured at the moment.

However, its powerful demonic physique is an innate factor and it won't weaken due to severe injuries. So the question arises: could a magic sword that even it couldn't break with its strength truly be—

Although Yin Jun had a thousand thoughts in its mind, only a moment passed in reality. Looking at Zhao Zheng's extraordinary appearance and height, it forced a smile on its expressionless face.

"That was a misunderstanding—"

"—Hmm, actually I preferred your arrogant demeanor just now!" Zhao Zheng said with a smile, looking at Yin Jun, who was just as bad as him.

Well, this wasn't just him making things up; the opponent was indeed evenly matched with him. After all, the opponent hadn't lost any health, and he hadn't lost any mana either. With that thought, he made a grasping motion with his right hand, summoning back the Tai'a Magic Sword.

"It's all a misunderstanding, Yin will leave now!"

Yin Jun's pupils contracted sharply as the Tai'a sword in his right hand suddenly disappeared and then reappeared in Zhao Zheng's hand.

It couldn't understand why it disappeared, making it feel like it had seen a ghost—no, not a ghost, but the emperor.

We've met the first emperor!

Thinking of this, Yin Jun turned to leave, but it found Zhao Zheng's figure appearing strangely in front of it, raising the Tai'a sword and stabbing it in the heart.

啾—

A distinct sonic boom and white streak appeared the moment the Tai'a sword was thrust out, and the icy chill and killing intent instantly froze the air.

Without sorrow or anger, without emotion or thought, only the eternal indifference and the ruthless sword intent that extinguishes all thoughts remain, or rather, the supreme ruthless sword intent strikes forth.

Even before the sword tip had pierced through, Yin Jun was horrified to discover a small hole in the skin near its heart, from which blood was seeping out under the oppressive force, leaving it utterly horrified.

"Sword intent! Or rather, the ruthless sword intent!"

It was horrified that Zhao Zheng actually possessed sword intent, but even more horrified that Zhao Zheng actually wanted to kill it.

He's a madman! He's a madman!

It clearly has no grudge against Zhao Zheng!

It clearly only wanted to eat the people in that caravan, yet Zhao Zheng actually wanted to kill it; this is simply incomprehensible.

It's just a monster eating people, it's not a big deal. This time it only harmed about thirty people!

It harmed far fewer people than those warlords and landlords, yet Zhao Zheng actually wanted to kill it.

You forced me to do this!

Yin Jun was furious. Ignoring Zhao Zheng's identity, it moved its right hand and transformed it into a tiger's paw, striking Zhao Zheng's sword with terrifying speed!

boom-

A loud bang, like metal colliding, suddenly rang out, followed by a scene that shocked Yin Jun even more.

Zhao Zheng's Tai'a sword was not easily knocked away by him as it had been last time, and Zhao Zheng's body did not even sway.

The Tai'a sword, after being struck by its palm, still managed to pierce its chest with undiminished force. Its proud and powerful physique seemed to have lost its effectiveness at this moment.

It could only watch helplessly as Zhao Zheng pierced its chest with his sword, but watching didn't mean it could only sit and wait for its death. So it immediately moved its feet.

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh and the sound of Yin Jun retreating rang out at the same time. Yin Jun, who had retreated more than ten meters, looked at the wound on his heart that was only an inch long with a grim expression.

Under the corrosive influence of the merciless sword intent, its wounds not only failed to heal but continued to bleed.

Yin Jun looked at Zhao Zheng, whose skin was a pale gold, with a cold expression. His pupils narrowed and he sneered.

"So that's what's going on. It turns out the Thirteen Body Protectors of the Taoist Golden Body Technique—is this what you're relying on?"

Yin Jun sneered, raised his left hand with a bloody hole in the palm, and wiped it across his chest, causing a piece of flesh to fall to the ground.

The caravan members saw that the sword-like wound on Yin Jun's chest had been enlarged into a fist-sized wound, but the wound had only just appeared when it was completely healed in the blink of an eye.

It disappeared along with the sword mark!

Yin Jun cannot immediately eliminate the injuries caused by Zhao Zheng's merciless sword intent, but he can cut off the damaged piece of flesh.

It sneered at Zhao Zheng, who didn't immediately attack it again: "The strength of the demon race's physique is something your Thirteen Bodyguards' Great Perfection level external martial arts can't catch up to—"

As it spoke, it glanced disdainfully at Zhao Zheng's right arm and said, "You are very good at enduring pain, you can ignore the pain, but your body tells me that your bone is cracked—"

This wasn't just something Yin Jun was making up; it was a fact that he had indeed discovered that Zhao Zheng's right arm bone was fractured.

The bone in Zhao Zheng's right arm was cracked by the blow it had just struck the Tai'a Sword, but it was surprised that Zhao Zheng's expression remained unchanged.

"It's simple—I'll break through!"

Zhao Zheng smiled slightly and continued to point at Gan San Taibao's external martial arts, which he had just improved from the minor to the major level with a single skill point.

However, this time it wasn't one skill point, but two skill points, which then disappeared.

Click—

An invisible cracking sound rang out throughout his life, and Zhao Zheng's bones and muscles began to undergo visible changes. His skin, which originally had a faint golden hue, now shone with a cool, clear golden light.

Yin Jun's pupils suddenly contracted. He knew that Zhao Zheng's Thirteen Bodyguards Horizontal Training was breaking through, advancing from the Great Completion Realm to the Perfection Realm, and it was a breakthrough that happened in the blink of an eye.

Swah—

Yin Jun moved. Driven by the desire to prevent Zhao Zheng from breaking through his limits and by its astonishment at Zhao Zheng's talent, it made its move.

The distance of more than ten meters seemed to disappear for it. In the blink of an eye, no, all the caravan members saw was Yin Jun leaving an afterimage on the spot with a terrifying speed that they could not imagine.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw Yin Jun appear in front of Zhao Zheng in an instant, then clench his fist and throw a punch!

boom-

A terrifying sonic boom erupted, ending the torrential rain. The terrifying fist shook the ground within a radius of hundreds of meters, causing the rain to flow backward and turn into white mist.

Its fist, the size of a sandbag, carried terrifying power, twisting and tearing through the air as it slammed towards Zhao Zheng's face.

At this moment, it no longer cared about Zhao Zheng's identity; it only knew that it couldn't let Zhao Zheng break through, otherwise, the outcome of this battle would be uncertain.

"Are you afraid?"

Zhao Zheng's voice rang out, and at the same time, there was no dazzling sword light, only his outstretched left hand.

Snapped-

The moment their fists and palms collided, visible ripples of energy spread out in a mushroom cloud-like pattern from the point of contact.

Swah—

The caravan members watching the battle from the entrance of the main hall of the dilapidated temple only saw a visible circular white wave of energy emanating from the fists and palms of the two men.

Then, with terrifying speed, it rushed towards the sky and the earth, and then towards the left and right sides of the two. In the blink of an eye, a trench stretching for tens of meters appeared on the ground beneath their feet. It was not wide, but it was extremely long.

The trees on either side of the two exploded with a series of bangs in an instant, turning into dust that was scattered by the gale.

A semi-circular curtain of rain, resembling a vacuum zone, appeared above their heads, blocking the rain from falling.

Gudu×N

Someone swallowed first, and in an instant, the sound of swallowing echoed from the mouths of the business manager and others.

They had only one thought in their minds: was Zhao Zheng really human? He was actually fighting the tiger demon in close combat with his bare hands, and it seemed he wasn't at a disadvantage.

"I'm starting to like seeing you scared!"

Zhao Zheng grinned, revealing his dense, serrated white teeth. On the panel that only he could see, a line of small characters rapidly condensed.

[Skill: Thirteen Bodyguards Horizontal Training (Completed)]

[Introduction: This method is derived from the Taoist Golden Body Skill, one of the Twenty-Four Orthodox Methods of Maoshan. Although it has lost most of the original's mystical power due to simplification, it still retains some of its mystical aspects.]

[————Unintentionally modified by Mao Zhitian, the seventh patriarch of Maoshan, and the subsequent thirteen patriarchs, the Thirteen Protectors Horizontal Training, while retaining its immortal and miraculous aspects, began to focus on and optimize its martial arts and miraculous aspects for dealing with martial artists————]

【Characteristics: Skin as smooth as ice and bones as strong as jade, indestructible】

[Note: A Taoist's Constitution skill should be maxed out.]

The original traits of Copper Skin and Iron Bones have disappeared, replaced by the stronger Ice Skin and Jade Bones and the newly emerged Indestructible Vajra traits.

If anyone could see the bones inside Zhao Zheng's body, they would surely find that they had turned jade-colored.

"Really?"

Yin Jun sneered, looking at the golden color on Zhao Zheng's skin that represented the completion of the Thirteen Taibao's external martial arts. He sighed inwardly that he was ultimately a step too late.

The sigh was fleeting. Yin Jun clenched his left fist and unleashed another powerful punch at Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng withdrew his sword and clenched his fist.

Snapped-

As the air was crushed and ripples began to dissipate, Zhao Zheng unleashed a powerful punch with a force no less than Yin Jun's, striking his opponent.

Thud! Thud! Thud—

The caravan members watching the battle saw two streaks of light, one gold and one green, colliding in the arena, or rather, trembling within a radius of several hundred meters.

The fists collided incessantly, the air exploded continuously, and visible layers of white air ripples were destroyed by new ripples generated by the two attacks after they bloomed.

The trees were bursting open in large swaths, and piles of rocks hung high, while rainwater kept swirling up from the sky.

Then, with a loud bang, it turned into dust and became a gray curtain that began to cover the sky, leaving the caravan members watching dumbfounded. Fang Chuan, who usually spoke nicely, said something unpleasant.

"Is Master Zhao really... really a human being?"

"————"×N

No one answered; they simply stared wide-eyed at the battle unfolding before them, a battle far exceeding their expectations, a battle where every punch landed with brutal force.

While they were terrified by the terrifying strength of the tiger demon Yin Jun, they also began to be alarmed by Zhao Zheng's strength and started to wonder if they had offended Zhao Zheng in any way before.

Fortunately, I haven't offended Master Zhao!

Most people breathed a sigh of relief, except for a few, such as the powerful business manager and the unpleasant-speaking Jin Chuan.

The two men's faces turned slightly pale. Just as they were thinking about how to apologize, a loud bang suddenly rang out!

Thud—

The deafening roar was so loud that it made the ears of the onlookers ring and the ground tremble.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a golden streak of light fly backward, smashing into trees and turning them into dust before embedding itself in a boulder with a bang, finally stopping its backward flight.

Um?and many more!

It was Master Zhao who flew backwards!

Everyone was startled. Then they saw Zhao Zheng expressionlessly pull himself out of the boulder, make a fist with his left hand, and in a flash, he crossed more than twenty meters to stand opposite Yin Jun.

"You don't seem to be able to use your magic very well—"

"You guessed right, but even if I can't use my magic, you still can't kill me—" Yin Jun sneered.

Black blood began to seep from the palms of its hands behind its back, but it was not caused by Zhao Zheng; it was from its pre-existing injuries.

If a master of demonic arts were here, they would surely discover that Yin Jun had a magic-sealing arrow driven into the palm of each of his hands, an arrow with the effect of sealing magic power and tracking.

"That's not necessarily true—"

Zhao Zheng grinned, while Yin Jun sneered. As he stepped back to create distance, several pale green ghostly figures flew out from behind him.

These ghostly figures transformed into countless human figures and stood around Zhao Zheng. In other words, Yin Jun's three thousand ghostly followers had completely surrounded Zhao Zheng.

"There are three thousand cougars here. Subtracting the thirty-two you killed, there are still two thousand nine hundred and sixty-eight cougars left."

Yin Jun spoke calmly, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "If you attack me again, they will all die—"

As he spoke, Yin Jun smiled faintly, glanced at the caravan watching the battle at the entrance of the main hall of the dilapidated temple, and then looked away.

"I can let them go, as long as you stop attacking me. Then tonight's events will be a misunderstanding, just like I said before!"

Yin Jun backed down, just like Master Qin back then. The ruthless fear the stubborn, and the stubborn fear the reckless.

Zhao Zheng's reckless fighting style just now frightened it, and at the same time, it began to doubt who the real demon was.

Therefore, it decided to temporarily avoid confrontation and wait until it forced out the Devouring Magic Sealing Pulse Arrow before finding an opportunity to kill Zhao Zheng.

A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years. As a gentleman among the demons, it's not too late to take revenge even after a hundred years. He plans to go back to the mountains to cultivate for a hundred years before going to cause trouble for Zhao Zheng!

"Any other requests?"

Surrounded by three thousand cougars, Zhao Zheng suddenly spoke up. Upon hearing this, Yin Jun was delighted and shook his head with a smile.

"I have no other requests. As long as you stop attacking me, I will immediately take them back and leave. After all, we have no enmity or grudge between us."

"You don't need to take them back—"

"Hmm? Oh no!"

Seeing the black mist that suddenly appeared around them and the caravan members who had suddenly fainted, Yin Jun's expression changed.

The next instant, it saw a giant, four-headed, nine-armed magic statue, sixteen feet tall, appear behind Zhao Zheng.

The Great Demon sat atop a lotus platform forged from flesh and bone, its four faces bearing the intent of Great Destruction and Great Annihilation, while simultaneously chanting eerie demonic sounds from its four mouths.

"To save all sentient beings, to return to emptiness and be free from suffering —"

"By your small strength, I prove my tranquil meditation—"

As soon as the demonic voice faded, Yin Jun saw countless black yet transparent threads flying out from the lotus platform where the Great Demon sat.

In the blink of an eye, the silk threads pierced into the limbs and facial features of the three thousand treacherous ghosts. Immediately afterward, as the surrounding pitch-black demonic energy began to surge, lotus platforms made of white bones and flesh appeared.

The three thousand treacherous ghosts, unable to speak despite their fear, were transported in the blink of an eye to a lotus platform made of bones and flesh.

Then, one by one, they began to show expressions of fanaticism and piety, although their eyes were filled with terror.

In an instant, the hordes of demons appeared behind the Great Magic Image. Amidst eerie demonic sounds, the three thousand hordes of demons transformed into three thousand Heavenly Demons, and then chanted in unison.

The suffering of all beings is inherently without form.

To universally save all beings, and return to emptiness, free from suffering —

With your meager strength, I prove my tranquil Zen.

Demonic sound, demonic sound, the supreme demonic sound begins to chant.

Like the chanting of a giant centipede that wanted to transform into a dragon, no, a demonic sound even more terrifying than that chanting kept resounding.

And they began chanting incessantly. At that moment, the wind transformed into a demonic wind, the trees into demonic trees, and the soil into demonic soil. All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Under the power of universal salvation brought by Kudis and the chanting of the Heavenly Demon, this small mountain was transformed into a demon kingdom.

The spiritual energy is disappearing, the laws of heaven and earth are quietly changing, the yellow soil on the ground is turning black, and hideous and distorted human faces are appearing and disappearing.

In the forest that had not been destroyed, shadowy figures flew about, and distorted facial features began to appear on the trunks of the trees.

The weeds on the ground began to sprout gaping mouths covered with sharp teeth. In the surrounding shadows, pale arms stretched out like a horde of demons, grabbing wildly as if they were falling off a cliff, constantly dragging everything into the demon realm.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye; from the moment Zhao Zheng summoned the Great Magic Image to use the Silk of Suffering to convert the three thousand vengeful spirits to the present moment, it was only a fleeting instant.

When Yin Jun finally realized what was happening, he looked around in horror at the demonized surroundings and frantically retreated, staring at Zhao Zhengdao.

"You've gone mad! You've become a demon to kill me?"

He's a madman! He's a madman! He's a madman who doesn't care about his life!

Yin Jun roared inwardly, disregarding the fact that the Devouring Magic Seal Arrow had not yet been forced out, he directly activated his magic power, turning the power of his protective magic treasures into rings of green barriers to protect himself.

"To be honest, I'm really curious about what it means to be possessed by a demon, because I've discovered—I don't seem to be capable of being possessed by a demon—"

Zhao Zheng stood still and spoke. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the great magic image, which had grown to more than ten zhang tall under the blessing of the three thousand Heavenly Demons, and then turned back and grinned.

"Perhaps—I was born a demon!"

啾—

Innate Brutality—Activate!

75% of the ruthless sword intent is unleashed!

Unending Sword Technique - Activate!

Qinghua saves from suffering and opens the demon seal!

The Great Five Elements Destruction Divine Light—Open—

All his abilities, talents, supernatural powers and spells, along with the support of the three thousand Heavenly Demons, were activated by Zhao Zheng at this moment.

The magic roared, the sword light howled, but this time there was no tearing of the air, no dazzling light.

A distorted space and a line of blood suddenly appeared on Yin Jun's neck as Zhao Zheng drew his sword.

And the twenty-one holes that appeared on Yin Jun's body along with the blood lines, holes created by the Five-Colored Divine Light Pearl.

It rubbed its neck blankly, staring blankly at the shattered magic barrier, the protective magic items, and the holes in its body. It asked in confusion and doubt.

"We...don't have any grudge against each other, right?"

"You eat people! You've eaten people before!"

"—You—kill them too!"

Yin Jun asked, puzzled, thinking about Zhao Zheng's actions of killing the thirty-odd changgui and converting his three thousand changgui.

"It's different, I'm applying double standards!"

Zhao Zheng shook his head and said, "Also, he is a human being. How he kills people is a matter for humans, but it's not allowed for demons to kill people."

"Double—Double—"

Yin Jun ultimately failed to utter the last word before collapsing to the ground with a thud, its head rolling to the front of the three thousand Heavenly Demons, though it did not transform into any physical form.

Instead, it quickly turned into dust, returning to the world as Zhao Zheng combined the power of this sword technique he had learned and mastered.

As for its soul, it had long since entered hope and then Yi; simply put, Zhao Zheng's sword just now killed it three times.

"Are my prayer beads really that powerful?"

Zhao Zheng raised an eyebrow as he watched the Five-Colored Divine Light Bead fly back to his wrist and transform back into a rosary.

He then looked up and saw the giant magic statue, which had grown to over fifty meters tall, grinning maliciously at him.

"I hate disobedient people —"

"Including—disobedient distracting thoughts—"

Zhao Zheng spoke, followed by a series of chilling chewing sounds. After the chewing sounds subsided...

Zhao Zheng frowned as he looked at the fourth Mahakala Buddha image before him. The image had a kind and benevolent smile, but it wasn't the "nuclear" one.

It was genuine kindness that made him suspect that the distracting thoughts he had cut off were not demonic thoughts, but rather a benevolent thought.

"Can't you make a more ferocious expression?"

Zhao Zheng frowned and spoke, looking at the frightened image of the Great Black Buddha who had started to make a ferocious expression. He frowned and remained silent for a while before speaking.

"Alright, quickly gather all the demonic energy around us, then devour these three thousand Heavenly Demons, letting them return to their original state of nothingness, so they won't have to live in such suffering any longer!"

"yes!"

The Mahakala Buddha, upon hearing Zhao Zheng's command, swallowed hard in fear and obeyed. It was no longer the same as before, and began to doubt who the real demon was.

Rather, it felt that Zhao Zheng was just a—

A few seconds later, Zhao Zheng, expressionless, reiterated his previous orders to the fifth Mahakala Buddha image.

As for the previous Mahakala Buddha image, it was accidentally destroyed by him. Well, he didn't do it on purpose.

As Zhao Zheng watched the Mahakala Buddha image retracting the surrounding demonic energy and altering the environment previously eroded by demonic energy, he turned his gaze to the panel displaying the myriad aspects of life that only he could see.

[Sword Intent: Ruthless Sword Intent]

[Introduction: Emptiness is the exterior, stillness is the interior. All beings are the gaps, all phenomena are the blades. The sword is drawn without self, the sword falls without other. Only the sword, only stillness, only stillness, only the sword —]

The ruthless sword intent was completely forged, but Zhao Zheng always felt that something was missing. Soon, he knew what it was.

As he watched expressionlessly as the three thousand Heavenly Demons were reduced to nothingness and returned to the original state of all phenomena, he seemed to understand something.

At the same time, the original description of the Ruthless Sword Intent on the panel and the essence of the Ruthless Sword Intent also changed rapidly under a distortion.

A few seconds later.

[Sword Intent: Supreme Forgetfulness Sword Intent]

[Introduction: With emotion as the vessel and love as the foundation, with the well-being of all people as our concern and the Great Way as our guide, the sword rises with benevolence and returns to solitude. Forgetting emotion is not severing ties; upholding the Way is for the benefit of all.]

[Note: The Supreme Lord said: Forgetting emotions does not mean being without emotions.]

"I knew it! How could someone as kind as me only comprehend the ruthless sword intent?!" Zhao Zheng smiled with satisfaction.

His gaze fell on the skill points that were changing from four to five; he knew this was the feedback from killing Yin Jun.

"Not bad, I used three points and gained one. Although I lost two points, I've perfected my Thirteen Bodyguards' External Strength!"

Zhao Zheng muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on the ashes left by Yin Jun on the ground, a fleeting sense of regret flashing through his mind.

"What a pity, I wonder if it had any of the magical artifacts I lost when I was a child. Now it's all gone, I've chopped them all to ashes."

"Eh————"

Zhao Zheng let out a soft exclamation, not because the Great Black Heaven Tathagata's Dharma Image had finished its work and returned, but because he saw two pieces of gold.

"What kind of gold is so sturdy that it wasn't destroyed along with Yin Jun? My sword strike incorporated the Great Five Elements Destruction Divine Light, and I myself was severely injured because of it—"

Zhao Zheng picked up the two gold coins left in the sashimi powder by Yin Jun on the ground with surprise, and had the pictorial illustration of the myriad aspects of life scan them for him.

[Item: First Mountain Copper - Fake]

[Introduction: This is a special metal made by the descendants of the Gongshu family, imitating the copper of Shoushan. It was later obtained by the weapon-refining elder of the Mixin Sect, who used it to forge two Devouring Magic Sealing Pulse Arrows. Subsequently, it was obtained by the Jingxuan Elder of the Jingxuan Sect, and later by the Shouzheng Ancestor of the Shouzheng Pavilion, who then impaled it in Yin Jun's palms.]

[Note: Fate is a wonderful thing.]

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No, so it really was just a clue, right?

"Seriously, do I have to search upwards one by one until I find the Gongshu family?" Zhao Zheng thought to himself.

Then a question came to mind: was the old man Gongshu Chou still alive? If he was, could he still go and repair his Great Wall?

He didn't mean anything by it, nor was he holding a grudge, and it wasn't because of the shapes of the Four Symbols. The main reason was—well, to be honest—he did hold a grudge. He wanted this old man to work on the Great Wall because of the appearance of the Four Symbols and the Qilin.

"By the way, can you give me some direct clues? I've never heard of any of these sects!" Zhao Zheng said to the Thousand Faces in his mind.

Unfortunately, the Thousand Faces did not answer this question. He only replied that the opportunity he had selected for Master Yan had been used up, and that if he wanted to continue using the opportunity, he should select more.

LOL, I must be crazy to keep checking the boxes!

Zhao Zheng muttered to himself, he had said before that the other party's opportunities could only be used selectively, otherwise, the other party would only live another life in him in a way that he could not understand.

The opportunities he selected were all within a safe threshold. He must be crazy to keep selecting them. If he had actually chosen them, he could have just waited to change his surname and waited for Master Yan to be resurrected in his body.

"Wait a minute, that's not right. I already know that the Gongshu family still exists, so why should I go looking for them one by one?"

""

Zhao Zheng felt something was off, sensing that there seemed to be a problem with the clues about the copper from Shoushan.

An old man dressed in a Taoist robe, with white hair and a youthful face, appeared before him with an unpleasant expression and said in a gloomy tone.

"Where is that tiger demon?"

"Here you are!"

Zhao Zheng pointed to the dusty path on the ground that hadn't been washed clean because of the lack of rain, and at the same time opened his Bone Painting Scroll.

The Old Ancestor's favorability towards you: 0.

No, what did I do to offend you?

I had zero positive feelings towards them from the very first meeting!!

Zhao Zheng frowned slightly for a moment, then saw the old patriarch, Shou Zheng, looking at him with a grim expression and asking, "Who killed it?"

"I killed him!"

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The Old Ancestor of Shouzheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhao Zhengdao with an expression that said, "You're playing me for a fool, and if I don't show my strength, you'll think I'm a pushover."

"Bring out the person who killed this tiger demon!"

"----OK!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the righteous ancestor who was telling the truth but did not believe him, and directly made a hand seal and chanted an incantation, using the Thousand-Mile Transmission Technique to speak to the puddle on the ground.

"Master, someone is looking for you!"

The water curtain had barely risen into the air, and the figures hadn't even fully revealed themselves, when the Old Ancestor Shouzheng burst into a tirade: "So it was you who killed the tiger demon? Do you know that you've ruined my years-long scheme? Do you know that you've committed a heinous crime—Yuan—Yuan Chen Sword Great Evolution Daoist!"

The old patriarch's words and expression changed drastically. His arrogant attitude vanished, and he turned into a streak of light and left.

"Uh...you know me?"

The Great Evolution Daoist, who witnessed the Old Ancestor Shouzheng turning and running away through the water screen created by the Thousand-Mile Transmission Technique, spoke up in surprise.

As he spoke, he extended his large hand out of the water curtain and pointed it like a sword at the old ancestor Shouzheng, who had already flown several miles away.

"Primordial Spirit Differentiation—Change!"

Zhao Zheng saw the space distort for a moment, and then the fleeing Ancestor Shouzheng suddenly appeared in front of him.

He knew that this was because Daoist Dayan had used the Yuan Chen Realm-Stabilizing Sword, one of the Twenty-Four Orthodox Methods of Maoshan, to shift space.

"Ahem, this junior, Daoist Shouzheng, was unaware that Senior Dayan was here. Please forgive me for any offense I may have caused!"

The righteous patriarch bowed humbly with an air of integrity, as if he were not the arrogant person from before.

Zhao Zheng stared expressionlessly at the arrogant yet obsequious attitude of the Old Ancestor Shouzheng, and with a slight movement of his lips, he transmitted his voice to Daoist Dayan.

Daoist Da Yan raised an eyebrow, and without further ado, asked, "Tell me where you obtained your Devouring Law Sealing Pulse Arrow!"

Swah—

"this----"

After a moment's hesitation, Patriarch Shouzheng began to recount the events in detail, also mentioning the location of the Jingxuan Sect.

After saying that, he chuckled and said!

"Shall I take my leave then?"

"Um."

Daoist Dayan nodded. After Patriarch Shouzheng left, Zhao Zheng asked curiously, "Grandmaster, do you know him?"

"I don't know him. I suspect he might have thrown a dart at me from 800 miles away back then. Okay, tell me what happened—"