19. Borrowing strength from nowhere! The Mohist Cult and the Black-Robed Army!
19. Borrowing strength from nowhere! The Mohist Cult and the Black-Robed Army!
tonight.
Qiushi Manor is destined to be sleepless.
Qiu Chengxian and his daughter, Instructor Sun, and six guards.
Division of labor and cooperation.
They cremated Wen Xiaoqian's body and burned paper money.
Clean up the scene quickly and thoroughly, leaving no trace whatsoever.
Instructor Sun and his six guards received a huge reward.
They swore in the name of their ancestors that what happened tonight would follow them to their graves.
As for Lin Ruosi, she requested to resign and return home.
It was he himself who gave Qiu Chengxian the inspiration.
Qiu Qingniu and the factory manager.
All the craftsmen were awakened.
It was announced on the spot: The demon slayer hired at great expense has completely eliminated the Red Powder Skull!
Motivate them with benefits.
Ask them to start working overtime tomorrow to make up for a month's worth of lost revenue.
The Eighteen Arhats are naturally of utmost importance!
I was busy until dawn.
Only then did the father and son have the opportunity to sit in the study.
For the first time since Wen Xiaoqian left, he peacefully drank a sip of fragrant tea.
"I will write a letter immediately."
"Record the events of last night truthfully, expose the collusion between Shi Zhongyu, Fang Tianci, and evil spirits, and clear A Zhao's name."
"Send this message by carrier pigeon to your Uncle Lu!"
Uncle Lu.
Lu Wushuang, Deputy Divine Marquis of the Divine Arrest Division of Qingping Prefecture.
He was Qiu Chengxian's childhood friend.
In their youth, the two traveled together and were attacked by a fox spirit.
Fortunately, the demon slayer Yang Chixia intervened and vanquished the demon, saving their lives.
The three talked all night and felt as if they had known each other for a long time, so they became sworn brothers.
Lu Wushuang was an upright and unyielding man who was not afraid of powerful figures.
Upon receiving the letter, I will definitely come to investigate in person and clear Yang Zhao's name.
……
Yang Zhao returned to his residence.
"Add some points!"
The instruction has been issued.
Demon-slaying value reset to zero.
A phantom image in the stone chamber of an ancient tomb.
It stopped imitating the swallow's movements.
At this moment, he is Yanzi!
In the darkness, in a small room, amidst numerous dangers.
Flying freely, completely unharmed.
It's not just about being able to handle things with ease.
It's as if the vastness of the world is expressed within a confined space.
I roam freely, a solitary figure amidst the vast天地 (heaven and earth).
Yang Zhao
【Technique: Endless Ice and Fire Mystic Art Perfected (Special Effects: Endless Qi and Blood, 50% Freezing Damage, 50% Burning Damage, 40% Detoxification)】
[Martial Arts: Qingfeng Blade Technique Perfected (Qingfeng Slash: Burst Speed 100%), Flying Swallow Skill Mastered (Peerless)]
[Realm: Qi and Blood Realm]
[Demon-Slaying Value: 0]
Yang Zhao opened his eyes and lightly touched the ground with his toes.
Light as a swallow.
The speed was like an arrow advancing and lightning retreating.
Time was almost completely ignored.
Yang Zhao was originally indoors, pouring herself some fragrant tea.
The unreasonable creature was already hovering in the air above the courtyard, more than ten feet away.
The breath in his chest and abdomen gradually became heavy and turbid.
Yang Zhao was at ease, his toes pointing towards the void.
Ripples spread across the void.
He had already fallen more than ten feet away.
Tap your toes again.
His body shot back, merging with the phantom image at the origin point in the air.
It looked as if it hadn't been moved at all.
The third point on the toes.
Yang Zhao returned to his seat inside the room.
The hot tea in the cup is just beginning to steam!
"Excellent tea!"
Yang Zhao, undeterred by the heat, drank it all in one gulp.
Borrowing strength from the void!
It can be applied to any martial arts technique.
It is a special effect that can only be produced when everything is perfect.
As far as the Flying Swallow Skill is concerned, it is merely a movement technique at the advanced stage.
The Great Perfection realm is the ultimate goal for ordinary martial artists.
Perfection begins with great achievements, and goes against the natural order to reach the ultimate goal.
The former is not even worthy of being compared to the latter!
The extraordinary power of the Flying Swallow Skill exceeded Yang Zhao's imagination!
Yang Zhao suppressed his elation and frowned.
It's not a case of feigned illness or pretentious profundity.
The words of Zhou Chujun before his death still echo in my ears.
"Yang Zhao! Soon, you will receive a great gift from me!"
Soon, when is that?
What is the great gift from the Locust Demon?
We must be careful!
In addition, there is one more issue that has not been fully resolved.
"Come out!"
Looking up.
A plume of smoke rose from the void.
"Thank you, Mr. Yang, for avenging me!"
Smoke formation.
Wen Xiaoqian knelt at Yang Zhao's feet.
"The two villains, Zhou Chujun and Lin Ruosi, have already been brought to justice. What grievances do you still harbor that prevent you from leaving this world?"
At the Caishifang workshop.
Wen Xiaoqian had already informed them in ghost language.
She harbored resentment and could not leave the mortal world.
Being unable to leave the mortal world does not mean being unable to leave Qiushi Manor.
Yang Zhao was not seeking fame or engaging in fraud.
Instead, he wanted everyone at Qiushi Manor to return to a simple life.
In chaotic times, who has an easy time surviving!
"The villains who came to take the boys and girls were all arrested by the county government and sentenced to immediate execution."
"Their identities have also been ascertained; they are bandits from Wuming Mountain. The bandit leader requires young boys and girls to practice his evil arts."
"My husband's family runs a security escort agency and has connections with local martial arts sects and outlaws. There are no bandits at all on Wuming Mountain."
"Today I learned from Zhou Chujun that the chief culprit is the Locust Demon. My resentment will not be appeased until the Locust Demon is dead. I beg Mr. Yang to see the truth!"
Resentment cannot be eliminated by verbal persuasion, chanting scriptures, or performing rituals.
We must trace back to the source and sever the cause and effect to completely eliminate it.
Wen Xiaoqian did not refuse to leave the mortal world.
Rather, it was because the cause and effect were not yet resolved, and she was bound by the rules of heaven and earth, so she had no choice in her own destiny!
"You are the daughter-in-law of the Ning family in Pingyang County."
"I will send your ashes back for burial, so that you will no longer be a wandering, unclaimed soul."
"As for the locust demon, my grudge against him cannot be resolved. The only solution is to kill him. Just wait patiently!"
The same principle applies to saving ghosts: save people thoroughly.
In this life, I only seek a clear and open mind!
"Mr. Yang's kindness is something Wen Xiaoqian will never forget; she can only repay it in the next life!"
Wen Xiaoqian kowtowed three times to Yang Zhao.
"However, during this period, no matter who you are thinking of, you are not allowed to show yourself or disturb the lives of the living! Otherwise, I will surely annihilate you!"
Humans and ghosts are on different paths.
Yang Zhao also did not want to create trouble for himself.
So he issued a warning.
"Someone's coming."
The Flying Swallow Technique has been perfected.
Yang Zhao had incredibly keen senses.
Having heard and confirmed it, Qiu Chengxian walked into the courtyard alone.
……
"Ah Zhao, these are Miss Wen's ashes."
"She was a good girl, but also a pitiful one."
"If I hadn't been so blind as to bring that beast Lin Ruosi into the family, she wouldn't have suffered such a tragic fate..."
Qiu Chengxian brought over a finely crafted wooden box.
He sighed repeatedly as he spoke, his expression somber and filled with self-reproach.
"Uncle Stone, this has nothing to do with you, you don't need to blame yourself."
"In Pingyang County, the locust tree demon has already set its sights on Wen Xiaoqian. No matter where she goes, she cannot escape her fate."
"If she had lived anywhere else, her fate would have been even more tragic; she wouldn't have found peace even in death!"
Yang Zhao didn't know how to comfort people.
I'm just telling the truth.
"That makes sense!"
"In these chaotic times, demons roam freely. Even you, a demon slayer, are being targeted, let alone ordinary people!"
"The demons I'm referring to are the incompetent emperor, the corrupt court, the perverse officials, and their henchmen who prey on the people!"
Using Yang Zhao's words as a springboard, Qiu Chengxian got straight to the point.
"To be honest, I joined the Mo Sect seven years ago and worship the founder, the Human Dharma Lord, the Demon-Subduing General Xuantian Shangdi, who is also known as General Mo by ordinary people."
"The Mohist ideology aligns with yours. You are a demon slayer, eliminating evil and monsters! The Mohist sect has a righteous army called the Black Robe Army, whose mission is to overthrow the Great Xuan and establish a truly peaceful and prosperous world for the people."
"What we're doing is precisely slaying demons and eliminating evil! Ah Zhao, in these chaotic times, why don't good men seize the opportunity to rise up and achieve great things!"
"Please follow Uncle Stone and join the Mohist sect!"
Qiu Chengxian looked at Yang Zhao with eager anticipation.
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