Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"He has already ruined quite a few decent families in the past few days, either by tricking or coercing them, and he specifically targets married women."

Lu Ming was startled and became even more worried, so he held her hand.

"You stay at my place for the next few days and don't go out."

"Okay, but do we need to tell Mr. An about this situation?"

Looking into her husband's eyes, Lu Qianmeng asked carefully.

At this point, she thought that the only person who could possibly solve this dilemma was the mysterious Fellow Daoist An.

After hesitating for a long time, Lu Ming sighed.

"It's still not necessary."

"That's the foundation of the Akabane Sect..."

******

Two o'clock in the morning.

"Things turned out like this."

After finishing the deduction, Anle sat up from the bed, his expression much more serious than yesterday.

There was even a hint of murderous intent in his body.

Like an enraged beast.

On the fifth day of the simulation, Lu Qianmeng with empty eyes found him and told him that Lu Ming was dead.

Then he committed suicide in his yard.

Warm blood splashed on Anle's face.

He didn't want to think about what Lu Qianmeng had experienced.

Then, Anle went to the Lu family to find out everything.

Whether it was something Lu Ming wanted him to know or something he didn't want him to know, he already knew it all.

Anle often suspected that [The Forsaken One] was not only targeting him, but also the people around him.

Otherwise, why would Lu Ming, an honest and good man, be forced to this point step by step by life, but still refuse to let him go?

"Red Feather Sect, building foundation, Xiang Ren..."

Anle murmured, and suddenly a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

"So what?"

"I...want you to die!"

There are more at the back.

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Chapter 64 Kill the foundation!

Another day passed.

late at night.

The top floor of Akabane-so's largest and most prosperous restaurant.

The lights are bright and the place is bustling.

Everyone was wearing expensive robes and had extraordinary conversation.

Even the maids who came and went were well-trained and beautiful, and they twisted their waists to greet the guests.

Any of them can be found in any low-end brothel and they would be like top stars.

The sound of stringed instruments floats slowly.

In the center of the hall, sitting on the main seat was none other than Xiang Ren of the Chiyu Sect. He was surrounded by many stars and had an extraordinary status.

After arriving at Akabane Manor, Xiang Ren received invitations to such banquets every night.

There aren't too many people who want to use him to get in touch with the Akabane Sect.

Most of those who come and go are well-known wealthy businessmen and gang leaders in the village.

Of course, the three major families still have the most people, and Shi Zuofei is also among them.

At the banquet, someone complained in dissatisfaction.

"Yesterday, the rumormonger was making a lot of noise in the middle of the night, disturbing everyone's sleep."

"That's right. You're really crazy when you say that a spiritual disaster is coming."

A slightly wealthy businessman curled his lips and said, "As a result, there are fewer customers in my store these days."

"Did anyone really believe this rumor?"

"Yes, there are some. Look at Boss Zhang who sells spiritual rice. He has made a lot of money in the past two days. The price of rice has increased."

Hearing this, Xiang Ren was a little unhappy and turned around and said.

"Everyone, I dare to assert that there will never be a spiritual disaster."

"What that lunatic said is complete nonsense."

Everyone responded and expressed their opinions.

"Senior Xiang is absolutely right!"

But someone else said, "Last night, three foundation builders were unable to catch him."

"Allowing this lunatic to continue spreading rumors is not conducive to the stability of public security in the city."

At this time, Xiang Ren was already a little drunk, so he just responded.

"This guy is misleading the people, disrupting order, and destroying the stability of Akabane Manor. He is really despicable."

"If he dares to show up again tonight, I will personally take action and make sure he never returns!"

For a moment, there was a chorus of praise and compliments.

People may doubt Xiang Ren's character, but they will not doubt his strength.

His foundation-building skills alone are enough to make ordinary people look up to him.

Not to mention, it is the foundation of the Akabane Sect.

Even if he is only in the initial stage of foundation building, his combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary casual cultivator in the middle or even late stage.

******

The song ends and everyone disperses.

At the door of the small building, Xiang Ren let go of the waist of the maid beside him and walked alone on the street.

Someone had introduced a woman to him before, but he refused.

In Xiang Ren's opinion, things that are robbed are always better than things that are delivered to your door.

"By the way, Lu Ming's fiancée has a sassy personality. Maybe... she'd be a good toy."

"It's a good opportunity to force Lu Ming to take action, and then it will be a logical conclusion..."

There was a hint of desire in his eyes, and he was thinking about when to take action.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at a relatively remote place.

The night was dark.

There was silence all around.

Xiang Ren didn't take it seriously. He just wanted to look for a suitable target nearby.

He took a step forward...

In an instant, an extremely sharp pain came from the keen spiritual consciousness.

laugh!

A plain black light suddenly fell from his original position.

With just one blow, the flat and solid stone slab was crushed into powder by the strong energy.

The black light suddenly turned and slashed towards him rapidly.

Xiang Ren was shocked.

But building the foundation is building the foundation after all.

As his spiritual energy flowed, his figure seemed to vanish, and when he reappeared, he was several meters away.

"You are so brave!"

Xiang Ren looked gloomy as he looked at the madman who dared to attack him.

But I couldn't help but lose my mind for a moment.

In front of him was a being that was hard to tell whether it was a human or not.

The other party only has the general shape of a human, and is covered with a layer of strange armor, like a living creature.

His face was even more hideous and terrifying, with no visible facial features.

Only the scarlet block of color was staring at him silently, ominous and strange.

The moment Xiang Ren lost his mind.

The strange man's figure rushed out like a cannonball, making a sound of breaking through the air.

The heavy sword is already in front of you!

Keng!

A silver flying sword pierced out from between Xiang Ren's eyebrows, like a white silk thread, knocking away the heavy sword.

However, the heaviness and hardness of the heavy sword were beyond his expectations.

It can only bounce off but cannot be cut off directly.

"Just a Qi practitioner, pretending to be a ghost!"

With anger boiling in his heart, Xiang Ren's face turned ferocious.

The flying sword quickly grew larger, attached with a sharp silver light, flashed past, and went straight to the monster's chest.

But at the moment when the sword was about to cut through the armor.

His body suddenly became as slippery as a snake, and his spine shifted slightly, allowing him to avoid the attack of the flying sword.

The distance between the two people shortened further.

Xiang Ren could even feel his blood surging and boiling, like magma surging and a tiger roaring.

The powerful black shadow fell again!

"Go away!"

Xiang Ren shouted angrily, and the air around him twisted, emitting a powerful repulsive force in an attempt to push Anle away.

However, several spikes extended from the armor and pierced deeply into the ground.

Anle stood there as if rooted.

The black sword in his hand slashed down against the repulsive force.

The output of spiritual power reached its maximum, Hei Xuan trembled constantly, wailed, and the magic circle on the blade was almost collapsed.

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

Xiang Ren's eyes were empty, his face was pale, and his body fell backwards like a rag bag.

Seemingly life is dying.

But Anle didn't relax at all.

The sole of his foot suddenly rolled a semicircle on the ground, his knees and waist turned, and Hei Xuan swung horizontally.