Tian Gang Chapter 192: Turbulence (1)
Are you sure there are more powerful forces than cults? I asked with some concern.
There should be. The innocent old man who spoke before opened his mouth again, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth: My natal Gu clone was killed instantly. That kind of power is completely different from the cult. I can't tell which one it is, I can only feel it. What's more, how can a mere cult with unknown details rise so quickly in such a short time. There must be more people standing behind them. Being able to stop the current head of the Basuo family, this power alone is enough to stand firm in the world.
The old man from Yuanling hummed and said: The Taoism of the Eight Ropes is profound and mysterious, and has been passed down for a long time. It is not easy to kill him, and it is even more difficult to stop him. It is difficult for ordinary practitioners to do this. Even if we go together, we are not sure.
If you say so, the cult is still invincible! The little beauty suddenly jumped out, looking angry. Several people from the Dushengmai were also arrested. They were already few in number, and this would make the situation even worse. Some died, some went crazy. It was understandable that the little beauty was not interested in the cult.
Too much talk. The old Taoist scolded .
It doesn't matter, you are young. When I was young, I was even more rude than her, which caused a lot of trouble for Master, hahahaha... Old Man Yuanling said with a smile.
After that, we didn't continue the discussion. This was not the place for that.
The Wu Gu tribe was responsible for cleaning up those killed practitioners. A large number of poisonous insects decomposed and devoured the corpses. Soon, the bloody scenes were no longer seen here.
After wiping the dust, the old man from Yuanling did not stay long and returned to Yuanling County with us.
Wei Qingcang has been traveling with us and met the older old man. He condensed the soul from the fairy fruit and controlled the bronze armor body with a living person, which made the old man very interested.
The Walking Corpse Vein had previously made a big fuss and wanted to forcibly take the bronze-armored corpse from the old man in Yuanling, but in the end, even the head of the family at that time died. This is a grudge, but now the head of the family has changed to Yuwen Ying. This person looks very insidious, and after coming here, he took the initiative to apologize to the old man.
Those who can stay in this room are of high seniority, therefore, the feud between Tianshimai and Xiangxi Laosi is over.
After chatting for a while, Wei Qingcang said goodbye and left.
Before leaving, he told me that although half of a human body might not necessarily make a person immortal, it must contain something related to immortality. So he hoped that I could inform him in time after I gained something.
The Heavenly Corpse Vein is recuperating with the help of the Secret Corpse Vein, and it is likely that it will not be born for a long time. The three veins have exhausted countless efforts for Shanbo and Niejingtai, and their disciples died very cleanly. Therefore, they have to adopt new disciples and find suitable sources of corpses. Fortunately, the Wei family's corpse-raising land is still preserved and was not affected by the war. Some of the corpses brought this time came from there.
It’s just that the Wei family relies on bronze-armored corpses, so the method of the walking corpse vein is not very suitable for them. They make do with it and treat it as a consumable.
However, after chatting with Wei Qingcang for a while, I learned that although there are four veins in the Heavenly Corpse Vein, it is now divided into two factions. The Secret Corpse Vein has been forbearing for hundreds of years and is very powerful, taking the initiative in the Heavenly Corpse Vein. Although the other three veins have made great contributions, their family foundation has been emptied. If it weren't for the two top-level corpses in hand, plus the strong man Wei Qingcang, I'm afraid the Heavenly Corpse Vein would have changed its name now.
Even so, the three veins were still suppressed. Wei Qingcang was both angry and helpless about this. With their limited power, it was difficult to change anything at the moment. So Wei Qingcang's coming this time was a great honor for me and the old Taoist.
However, they thought the trip was worth it as they were able to gain the favor of the old driver from Xiangxi and take away two bottles of dragon water.
This is how the spiritual practice circle works. Today’s enemy may be tomorrow’s friend. Yesterday’s friend may stab you in the back the next morning. There is nothing to be attached to, whether it is grudges or not.
Even a person like the old Taoist, although he was plotted against in Jiulong Mountain, he still helped the Tianshi Clan later for the sake of the stone beast.
I have seen through it. If you want to survive in this circle, it is useless to just be thick-skinned. You also need to have a normal heart. To put it bluntly , don't be too principled. If you are too weak or you hold grudges, you will definitely not live long. It is rare for a principled person like Laodao to live to over fifty. But he has a foundation after all. The Five Elements Meridian is well-known, and the ancient inheritance is inextricably linked to all parties, so the strong dare not touch him, and the weak cannot touch him.
So far, the only one who dared to kill the old Taoist was the Demonic Zen Sect. Those black monks must be going crazy.
Don't be too principled. This is the most practical rule in the game. It is different from the world of ordinary people, yet similar to the world of ordinary people.
The White Tiger Barbarians and the Black General Barbarians returned to the mountains after they came back. They did not live in the county town, but lived in seclusion in the mountains, leading a self-sufficient life. It was very comfortable, but for a child like me who grew up in the city, that life was too hard.
The same goes for the Wu Gu people. They come from all over the three provinces and have villages in many places, so everyone goes back to their own home and looks for their own mother.
The Taoist priest and I lived in the home of the old man in Yuanling, which was actually the residence of the older predecessor. It was said that this place had received special approval, and no matter how the surroundings were renovated, no grass or soil would be moved without the consent of the old man.
The old Taoist's injuries have healed, and he is in great spirits. He had intended to cause trouble for those people, but was suppressed by the old man Yuanling.
The cult's reach is long, and they are buried deep. They not only have people planted in the spiritual forces, but also in secular places everywhere. It's too risky for you to go alone. It's a good thing to be able to destroy one family, and it's luck to be able to destroy two families, but when it comes to the third family, it may be a trap that puts you to death. Those people are crazy. They dare to provoke anyone, but they are safe and sound until now. They are definitely not soft persimmons that are easy to pinch. You can stay here with peace of mind. I have greeted the old guys from the three provinces. Their poisonous insects are more useful than people. I believe there will be news soon. You should understand that when it comes to the mood of beating people up, I am more eager than you. When I find those blind bastards, I will beat them up so hard that their faces are covered with flowers!
These are the original words of the old man from Yuanling. They made sense at first, but in the end, they made people feel helpless.
An old man in his seventies or eighties, while talking, he jumped up and down with a stern face as if he wanted to eat someone . Yang Zongxu rolled his eyes and couldn't help saying: Dad, the wine is here, do you want to drink?
Drink! You must drink! The old man Yuanling's attention was immediately diverted. He clapped his hands on my and Laodao's shoulders at the same time, laughed, and said: Today is our second meeting, we must drink! And we must get drunk. If you don't get drunk, don't blame me, brother...
Dad, it's time to eat, Master is waiting. Yang Zongxu saw that he was talking out of tune again, so he could only urge him again helplessly.
"Okay, okay, stop bluffing me!" The old man from Yuanling glared at him, and Yang Zongxu shrank his neck, not daring to say a word.
However, he didn't say anything more and invited us to eat in the yard.
The little beauty giggled happily, saying "Grandpa, you are so majestic, Grandpa, you are so cute" one after another. The old man from Yuanling almost laughed his teeth off, and drank two kilograms of wine in one go.
The weather was getting hotter and hotter, the sun was still hanging in the west, and the wine had already been drunk. The little beauty was still able to stay at first, but later she was overwhelmed by the smell of wine and sweat, so she threw down her chopsticks and found an excuse to slip away.
I was forced by the Yuanling elder to drink a mouthful of wine. The wine was not too strong and mellow at first, but after it went down my stomach, it was like eating burning coals. As soon as I opened my mouth, I felt like I had turned into a fire-breathing child.
As time went on, I started to feel dizzy and quickly ran away under the pretext of going to the bathroom.
Hey, I'm talking about the kid from the Yang family. Yes, he has the same last name as me. Your kidneys are not good. Tomorrow I'll ask Nianxi to make you some medicinal wine to replenish your body. Drink one pound a day, and I guarantee you'll...
I couldn’t hear what was said afterwards, but the words “a pound a day” almost frightened me to death.
After closing the door and entering the room, I suddenly heard "hissing" and "quacking" sounds.
Looking at the bed, I saw that the dragon was entangled with the "basketball" and was biting its wings desperately. The "basketball" looked at me with its big watery eyes, quacking non-stop, and flapping its wings.
I hurried over and pulled Jiao Ye off it.
Why are you biting it? Are you hungry? I held the dragon in my arms and looked at the wings of "Basketball" again, but I didn't see any signs of being bitten. But when I bent my waist, the dragon hissed and opened its mouth to bite the other wing of "Basketball".
“Quack, quack, quack…”
I was so helpless that I quickly pulled Mr. Jiao back.
Why do you keep biting it? I patted Jiao Ye's head.
Jiao Ye raised his head to look at me, then turned his head to look at the "basketball", and suddenly bit my hand. The tingling sensation made me let go of my hand. Jiao Ye fell down and climbed out the door without looking back.
This guy, is he spoiled too much? He bites whoever he catches!
I was already dizzy after drinking, and I knew it wouldn't get lost, so I didn't bother looking for it. Sitting on the bed, I picked up the little thing in front of me and asked: "Tell me, are you a cabbage? Eh? No, are you a ball?"
Quack...
Well, you are a frog. I pinched its soft body with both hands and pulled it to both sides unconsciously. This thing appeared at the same time as the Jiao Ye in the fetus, and no one knows what it is. Although the old Taoist said that it has an evil aura, I can't feel anything. Holding it in my arms feels like holding a soft meat ball, very comfortable.
But what should I call you? I look at it and it doesn't seem right to call it basketball.
Call you Black Charcoal?
Quack...
Hmm, that's a bit corny. What about the croaking frog?
Quack...
Two hundred and fifty?
Quack...
Well, you came out with Jiao Ye, but he is definitely bigger than you. You croak every day, so I'll call you Frog Girl. Frog Girl, the coal-digging Frog Girl, hahaha. But are you male or female?
I turned the frog girl over and over, but couldn't find any gender characteristics. Except for its mouth and eyes, which could open, the rest of its body was tight.
But what if you want to pee? I thought about it for a long time, and finally looked at the frog girl's mouth...
Quack, quack, quack...the rapid calls rang out in the room.
