Great Master: Volume 2

By She CongGe

Sly! A sect that had drifted away from orthodox Taoism and had long been submerged in the mists of history.

Even though the Lord had massacred everything in the world, he had actually made a Grandmaster in all of history. Battle Empire's Assassin, Nie Zheng, Prime Minister Chen Ping, War God Han Xin, Huang Shuang, who ascended after killing all the evil spirits of the world, Dao Yan, who cultivated both Buddhism and Dao by Zhu Di's side, and a famous doctor of the Qing Dynasty, Ye Tong, how did they go from an ordinary mortal to an illustrious and illustrious Grandmaster? And why did he hide his identity, making it so that the crafty dao could not leave its name in history?

The deceitful Dao has always been weak, but it has often turned the tide in troubled times. In the modern world, where Warlocks were withering away, what kind of earth-shattering things would the current heirs of the underworld do?

Xu Yunfeng, a young man who had no ambition and only wished to live a peaceful life, was born with the fate of a Warlock. He tried his best to avoid it, but he was still unable to resist the wheels of fate and was swept into the world of Warlocks, becoming the second name in the history of the underworld. Because he wanted to become the strongest Warlock in his childhood, Wang Kunpeng, with his mediocre aptitude and perseverance, had ultimately become a well-known Warlock by relying on his extraordinary intelligence, tenacity, and hard work. His name was' Yang Huanzi ', but when the warlocks of this world had vied for the position of the Yin People, his final step had been foiled by a lunatic, and his efforts had been for naught.

Brothers, there is a hidden reason. Crazy people took the Yin people away to let the bastard live a little longer, to let ordinary people live a plain and real life. As for his own fate, what he could not escape was to be unable to escape. Facing the loneliness and coldness of a hundred ghosts, he would have to shoulder it all on his own.

But the stable life does not last forever, in 2008, the Yangtze River, surprised to find a twisted board carved into the iron plate, broke the quiet life. This was the last entrance to the world's ancient path, and it was bound to cause chaos among the Warlocks.

The opponent in the fog came back. Under the efforts of many crazy supporters, he would use any means necessary to extend his life, exhausting all the calculations in his mind just because he wanted to change this unfair and imperfect world after trying to understand the nature of this world.

The King Kun Peng, Xu Yunfeng, had found the descendants of the Four Great Families of the Southwest Warlock and had joined forces to lay down the nearly lost Seven Star Arena and the Red Water Killing Formation of the Divine Seal. A battle that lasted for thousands of years. The grievances and grievances had not yet subsided, and their friendship had not yet returned. Their faith still existed, and everything would eventually end here!

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This book has a total of seven lines, five historical two modern, using POV writing intertwined. The five historical clues would eventually interweave into the main story and play a key role.

The details are as follows:

Counting Sand Division: Xu Yunfeng's Kunpeng, Zhang Wuju.

Water Department: Chen Ping, Zhang Liang, Han Xin.

Gui Branch: Huang Chang.

Listening String Department: Daoyan, Southwest Warlock, Four Great Families.

Look at the wax: Ye Gui.

Underworld Wars Department: Zhang Tian, let's call it quits.

Attached: Jin Zhong, Jin Li.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Apr 25, 2020
• ISBN: 9781648973949

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SHAKING

CHAPTER 101 - WAX SILK THREAD GU

The drowning man was lying beside Ye Gui, lying there in a daze. Seeing him like this, Ye Gui knew that he had not taken a deep breath. With one hand, he pinched the drowning man's chin, broke apart the drowning man's teeth, and with the other hand, he used his fingers to pull out the mud and grass from the drowning man's mouth. He then pressed the drowning man's stomach, causing him to breathe out and wake up.

The drowning man coughed and vomited, spitting out the sewage from his belly. It took him a long time to regain his senses. It was only then that Ye Gui saw that this person was in his fifties with a beard, completely drenched in green robes. There was a very strange pattern embroidered on the green robe.

Suddenly, Ye Gui's hand felt an itch, and when he looked at his hand again, he saw a centipede in his hand. Ye Gui immediately slapped the centipede to its death. When he looked again, he found that the person in front of him was coughing and vomiting filthy things. They were filled with bugs, small toads, inch-long green snakes, and spiders.

Ye Gui frowned. His family was a doctor for many generations, and he had heard that there was a witch doctor who could use the Five Poison Medicine to cure the illness and kill people. However, the distance between Suzhou and Miao Frontier, one was at the southwest border while the other was in the southern part of the country, was very far apart. Could there be a Witch Doctor in Suzhou?

The man whined and vomited away all the bugs in his stomach. Looking at Ye Gui, he thanked Ye Gui for saving her life.

Ye Gui said to the man: Mister has the Hmong's Five Poison in your stomach, it might not have been cleared completely.

That person said, The Five Poisons isn't really anything, it's just that the poisonous insects in my brain have already started acting up. They're the worms of the Tarsal Bone, so no matter what, I can't get rid of them.

Ye Gui thought for a while, then asked: Could it be some kind of worm?

Are you a doctor? The man looked at Ye Gui, Otherwise, how did you know all this clearly?

Ye Gui did not speak, and helped him to the door of the inn on the bridge. Under the lanterns in the inn, he opened the man's eyes with his fingers, and carefully examined his eyeball, and indeed, his eye was filled with countless red threads.

Ye Gui could not help but exclaim softly. Then he said, I'm just curious.

What's strange? The man stared at Ye Gui and asked.

This worm has been acting up for a long time. If it was an ordinary person, it would have been long, long time ago.

He's already dead, isn't he? That person was quite open-minded, You're not that old, but your medical skills are quite good. I would like to ask you, what is the origin of the insect in my head?

Ye Gui asked the waiter at the inn for a bowl of water, then used a silver knife to cut open his finger, dripped his blood into the bowl, and placed it in front of the man's nose. With a twist of his finger, he picked out a red worm. The worm wrapped itself around the silver needle, and when Ye Gui put the needle into the water bowl, the worm immediately dispersed and floated in the water.

Ye Gui held the silver needle steadily in his hand, and when he saw that another worm in the man's eye had caught a whiff of the smell of blood, he quickly used the silver needle to stir it up. The waiter at the inn saw that Ye Gui was constantly stabbing silver needles into people's eyes, and could not help but advise, Ye Gui, your medical skills are mediocre. You have just left the prison, are you going to face a lawsuit?

Ye Gui was drenched in sweat, he did not have the spare time to explain anything to the waiter.

After picking for two hours, he finally picked out all the worms in that person's eyes. It was already the Hai hour and the time for curfew had already arrived. The waiter extinguished the lantern at the restaurant and was about to close the door.

The man stood up and let out a long breath, Looks like I can live for a few more days.

Ye Gui instructed, The filaments in your head are already entangled with your brain. If you want to be completely cured, I think you need to return to the Miao territory to have a chance of recovery.

That person laughed, I risked my life to escape, how could I possibly go back and die?

The threadworm in your brain has been in your body for many years. When you drank the water in the stream by mistake, there must be a dead cow in the upper reaches of the stream, and countless threadworm infested the body of the cow. The threadworm entered the water, and after drinking the water, it entered your stomach. Threadworm stays in your stomach and dies spawning. However, the doctor who treated you was helpless, and could only temporarily suppress it with the Five Poisons Insect. Every year when you are stung to sleep, you have to use the Five Poisons Insect to suppress it.

After the man heard Ye Gui's guess, he became interested, as if the threadworm was unrelated to him, Say it again.

Ye Gui continued to speak, I have already counted just now. The number of green snakes that you could spit out is nineteen, so it should be the summer six years ago when the threadworm entered your body.

You were right about the time, the man said. The worm was raised on the body of a cow, and you saw it with your own eyes, but you guessed wrong about one thing.

Silkworm is not a stream that you accidentally drank. Someone tricked you to drink it! Ye Gui said in surprise, Is there really such a vicious Hmong in this world?

It's the same everywhere, good people and bad people, the man said. Besides, do you know if I'm a good person or a bad person?

Ye Gui sighed and said, The threadworm has been in your brain for many years and has been suppressed by the Five Poisons, and now that the threadworm has lived in your body for a long time, it needs to dive into the water to reproduce again. This is the reason why you fell into the water.

I was sick yesterday. As I passed by the river, I saw someone waving at me, the person recalled. I thought it was an old friend, but when I reached the river, that old friend pulled me into the water.

The threadworm wants to lure you into the water, Ye Gui said.

After the two of them spoke for awhile, the man was about to leave. He asked Ye Gui: I still don't know your benefactor's name.

I dare not, Ye Gui replied. My surname is Ye, and my name is Shang. My grandfather and father are wandering doctors walking around, it is their duty to treat and save people.

I'm a wandering unspecialized. That person cupped his hands towards Ye Gui, If I don't die, I will definitely repay you.

With that, he left. Ye Gui bade him farewell and after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned back. He stared at Ye Gui for a long time, then suddenly said: The child by your side.

Ye Gui looked at the other party in shock. It turned out that this person was the same as him, able to see Wu Tong's descendants.

This child had been adopted by Ye Gui for a few days, and was extremely well-behaved. Just now, when Ye Gui saved her, she obediently followed behind Ye Gui. He didn't expect that when this person woke up, he would be able to see through it. It seemed that there must be a reason why someone had thread bugs in this person's body.

Since you are able to see Wu Tong, you are not ordinary person, I am too lazy to bother either. After saying this, the man turned around and walked away.

Ye Gui somehow saved this man, carried the child and slowly went back home. He got some leftover steamed buns at home and gave them to the children. He thought about how he had to raise this child by himself in the future, and how he wouldn't be able to live in peace. Thinking back to the day, Yun Jian, who had Jinshan Temple, was indeed an esteemed monk. He knew that since he had accepted Wu Tong's descendant and didn't make things difficult for him, giving him back the silver shouldn't make things difficult for a child.

Ye Gui cried out, he suddenly thought of the silver ingot, and immediately used his hands to feel around, but he could not find it. Thinking back, he must have fallen into the river when he was trying to save her. Ye Gui arranged for the child to sleep and immediately went out. Holding a lantern, he ran back to the river in the dark, carefully searching for silver from the river, but there was no trace of silver from the river, all the way to the bridge and then to the entrance of the wine shop. It seemed like he had rolled into the river while saving someone.

Ye Gui thought that this silver ingot could last him and his child for at least half a year, hence he was extremely anxious. He rolled up his trousers and stood in the water, slowly groping in the water with his hands.

He touched the silver ingot for a long time but still couldn't find it. He sighed in his heart and was about to give up when he felt that his hand was tightly holding onto the water.

That palm was ice-cold and slippery, Ye Gui immediately understood what it was. It seemed like since he had saved a person from drowning, the Water Ghost in the river had to use him as a substitute.

The palm continued to pull Ye Gui deeper and deeper into the water. Ye Gui retreated with all his might, but he was still pulled into the middle of the water step by step. Just as his body was submerged in the water and he was about to drown, a red light suddenly flashed in front of his chest.

Ye Gui's hand was suddenly released by the underwater palm.

Ye Gui climbed up to the shore in a panic and turned his head to see a corpse slowly floating up from the river. He followed the flow of the water and disappeared into the darkness.

Within a single day, Ye Gui had met Water Ghost twice that pulled him down and thought that he was unlucky to the extreme. Now that he had lost his silver, he wouldn't even be able to eat tomorrow. He wouldn't be able to keep begging with the Mr Lee. Thinking that it was possible that in a few days, this child would starve to death by his side, he decided to hand her over to Yun Jian.

Ye Gui felt a great sense of relief. He decided to give Wu Tong's descendants to Monk Yun Jian the next morning. If he was alone, there was always a way for him to survive. After figuring this out, Ye Gui quickly fell asleep.

In the morning of the second day, Ye Gui was in his room cleaning up Wu Tong's room. He was about to head out to the Jinshan Temple and hand the child over to Yun Jian.

Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly heard the sound of horses and carriages coming from outside the door, followed by someone shouting: Excuse me, is this Mr Ye's residence?

Ye Gui was curious, no one ever took the initiative to invite him to practice medicine. Looks like today was a lucky day. Ye Gui immediately walked out of the door and saw a middle aged man wearing a Shu cocoon robe standing at the entrance.

Ye Gui saw him and immediately bowed: I am Ye Gui, is there anyone in Mister's house that is sick?

When the middle-aged man wearing a silk robe saw that Ye Gui was a teenager, he was shocked, So Mr Ye is actually so young.

CHAPTER 102 - WAX DEPARTMENT YE GUI'S FORTUITOUS ENCOUNTER

Ye Gui saw three donkeys parked in front of the gate, all of them were wooden boxes. It seemed like he came along with this person.

Ye Gui was about to ask, but the rich man told the coachmen beside the donkey cart, It's here. He waved his hand.

A few coachmen then moved the wooden boxes on the donkey cart one by one towards Ye Gui's house. The rich man walked into Ye Gui's house and ordered the coachman to open the wooden chest.

Ye Gui saw that the first wooden chest was filled with all sorts of medicinal ingredients, including precious ginsengs, deer antlers, and rhinoceroses. As for ordinary medicinal herbs like Angelica, Seven Fields, Cistanche, and Turtle Armor, they were all available.

After the second box was opened, it was filled with all sorts of stone needles, needles, silver needles, copper pots, and other tools. All of them seemed to be extremely precious, not just his simple and crude medical instruments.

The third box contained all kinds of medical manuals. With a glance, Ye Gui could see the [Divine Farmer Grass Scripture], the [Miscellaneous Diseases], the [Golden Chamber], the [Thousand Gold Formula], the [Meridian Scripture], and so on.

The rich man was afraid that Ye Gui would not understand, so he took out a Spirit Ganoderma and said to Ye Gui: I obtained this from a grave robber, that grave robber dug a pit and entered a tomb belonging to the Jin Dynasty's Wang clan. The treasure that accompanied the grave robber was all swept away by the previous grave robber, the grave robber was overjoyed, and realised that Wang Gong's coffin had already been opened, thus I saw that Wang Gong's corpse did not rot, and a Spirit Ganoderma grew on his forehead.

Ye Gui was shocked, This is a priceless treasure.

The Blood Lingzhi was extremely rare. It grew on the top of the corpse, and the Blood Lingzhi on the body of an ancient prince was even rarer. The famous warriors of the Jin Dynasty all liked to refine pills. They all ate the Five Stones Powder and had many precious medicinal pills inside their bodies. Therefore, the Blood Lingzhi that grew was not small.

Ye Gui was still surprised, but the rich man took out another bronze man from the second chest. The bronze man was only the size of a palm, but the rich man handed it over to Ye Gui. Only now did he realize that the bronze statue was made from pure gold. Golden Man's body was carved with all of his meridians and all of his acupoints were decorated with tiny agate. Even if the origin of this gold man was not ordinary, he must have been collected by his predecessors. Even if it was fused into gold, it would still be a considerable amount of money.

Ye Gui held onto the Golden Man, not knowing what to do. He wanted to return the Golden Man to the rich man. Ye Gui's eyes lit up. When his father was still alive, he mentioned that in the first few years of the world's medical books, the Yellow Emperor's Internal Canon was used as the general outline. However, there was also the Yellow Emperor's Outer Scripture, which had been lost since the Qin era. From the bamboo slips in the rich man's hands, it seemed that this' Yellow Emperor's Outer Scripture 'was an engraved text of the two Han Dynasties. If Blood Lingzhi and Golden Man could still be described as priceless, then this bamboo slip of the Yellow Emperor's Outer Scripture would simply be unable to be measured by money. Ye Gui put Golden Man down, and couldn't help but take the bamboo block of the《 Yellow Emperor's Outer Scripture》 into his hands. His hands trembled, and the dust on the bamboo slip rustled and fell.

Can I borrow it to watch? Ye Gui pleaded.

The rich man laughed heartily. It's fine to just read it. This is what it is. He left her with half a sentence.

Ye Gui didn't know why the rich brought boxes to his own home to show off.

Ye Gui opened the bamboo block. The words inside were plain and unadorned, and the first thing he saw was: The first place in the theory of innocence of the ancient times. This was exactly as his father had said, and it was definitely the real deal.

The rich man looked at Ye Gui's house and saw that the beams had decayed and the walls were dilapidated. He could not help but shake his head and say to Ye Gui: I came in a rush, I did not expect the Mr Ye's house to be so simple.

Ye Gui's heart was in turmoil, this rich man actually could not bear to say that his family was in ruins, and did not care about his reputation. His home was not just simple, it was destitute to the point that it felt like washing walls.

If that's the case, the rich man said to Ye Gui, "Mr Ye would be better off following me to a garden for a few days.

Ye Gui did not know what the man in front of him was planning, and it looked like he did not have any evil intentions.

Seeing that Ye Gui was still hesitating, the rich man smiled and held Ye Gui's hand, pulling him to leave the house. Ye Gui turned his head to look at the wooden chest inside, and then gestured for Wu Tong's child to follow him. The little kid shakily walked to Ye Gui's side. Ye Gui squatted down, and the little kid attached to his back.

The rich man saw Ye Gui squat down for no reason and did not think much of it. As the two of them walked out of the house, the rich man shouted and a carriage slowly drove by the corner of the street. It turned out that the rich man, in order to respect Ye Gui, had stopped his carriage far away from him.

Ye Gui's mind was blank, he sat in the carriage, and after the carriage walked around the city for a long time, they arrived at a private mansion. Ye Gui knew that this was the residence of a salt merchant in Su Zhou City. The rich man got out of the car and let the driver take an ultimatum before entering the house.

After a while, a merchant walked out of the house in a panic to welcome the rich and Ye Gui. He did not even dare raise his head as he kneeled on the ground, My lord, why didn't you inform me in advance? I was just making preparations. I don't have the time to entertain you. What should I do?

The rich man shook his head and walked towards the salt merchant's residence while holding Ye Gui's arm. This mansion was a famous garden in Suzhou City. After entering, he found that the long corridor, the rock garden, and the pond were all exquisite and luxurious.

The rich and Ye Gui walked in front, with the salt merchant following closely behind.

Walking into a flower room, the family members of the salt merchant were all waiting. Seeing the rich coming, dozens of men, women, and children all kneeled on the ground to greet the rich. The rich man laughed and waved his hand, All of you, get up. Then, he pulled Ye Gui to the seat of honor facing south. The child on Ye Gui's back quietly came down and sat beside Ye Gui.

The two servants immediately brought over a copper basin with water and a towel to help the rich and Ye Gui wash their faces.

The rich man was one thing, but he dexterously wiped his beard with a towel. Ye Gui had never seen such a formation in his life. He didn't even dare to raise his hand. When the salt merchant saw that Ye Gui did not move, he thought that he did not want to take a bath.

Afterwards, a few maids brought the snacks over to the rich man and Ye Gui's table. The salt merchant then personally made tea for the rich man and Ye Gui. The rich man said to Ye Gui: These tea leaves are the most expensive Fujian Da Hong Pao. Mister, you don't have to be so formal.

Ye Gui sipped on his tea, feeling apprehensive. How could he possibly get anything out of it? After putting down the tea bowl, he pinched his thigh. It was indeed not a dream.

Rich people and salt merchants began to talk about poems and songs, the matters of the wind, flowers, snow and the moon. He couldn't tell anything from it. During their conversation, he introduced Ye Gui to the salt merchant. This Mr Ye had superb medical skills, it was just that he was still young, in the future, he would definitely be a famous doctor in the entire Su Province.

The salt merchant didn't mind, of course, but on the surface he was flattering. It seemed like it was due to the face of the rich.

The rich also introduced them to Ye Gui, the salt merchant was the local merchant Hee Muchun, of course Ye Gui had heard of his name before. He had never thought that he would one day become a guest of honor in the Residence of He.

But Hee Muchun never revealed the name of the rich man, he only called him Master. The rich man also didn't reveal his name and identity to Ye Gui.

Ye Gui could not ask, but he did not understand why the rich regarded him so highly.

Ye Gui and the rich stayed in the salt merchant's mansion for two months. Every day, they would either drink tea, drink wine, play in the garden or hold a meeting in the garden to watch the Kunge.

Ye Gui ate and drank extravagantly everyday. On the day of Mid-Autumn, the rich man bade Hee Muchun farewell, said goodbye, and left. Hee Muchun did not dare to keep them, and arranged for carriages to be used to send off the rich and Ye Gui.

Ye Gui was already in a daze, he could only follow the rich man's instructions as the horse carriage returned to Ye Gui's house. Ye Gui got off the carriage, and when he saw his own house, he could not believe his eyes.

Originally, Ye Gui's house had already been renovated. Furthermore, there were two new houses with green bricks and red tiles. Ye Gui walked into the courtyard, and even now, he still couldn't believe his eyes. Inside the house, the furniture was all ready. It was all exquisite furniture made by craftsmen.

Hee Muchun's servants brought all kinds of entertainment down from the carriage and placed them inside the house. Let the rich do what they want.

With the study and the infirmary, the study was filled with all sorts of medical books from the rich man's box. In the infirmary, there were medicine cabinets on both sides of the walls. It seemed like not only was the wooden box filled with medicine, he had also bought other medicine ingredients to supplement it.

The rich man looked at the house and cupped his hands towards Ye Gui: Are you satisfied with everything?

Ye Gui was at a loss, not knowing what the rich were talking about.

What else is there to be dissatisfied with, said the rich man in a frightened voice, sir, please do not hesitate. From the looks of it, he was worried that Ye Gui would be dissatisfied.

These things, Ye Gui asked slowly, were all prepared for me?

Exactly. The rich man nodded, If Mister has no orders, I will take my leave. If you still have any instructions, feel free to ask Hee Muchun, the salt merchant, for sure, he will not refuse.

I haven't asked for the lord's name yet. Ye Gui asked.

No need. The rich man turned and wanted to leave, but after a moment of thought, he said to Ye Gui, If you force Hee Muchun, he will also tell you. My name is Huang Yun.

After Huang Yun finished speaking, he took his leave.

Ye Gui was the only one who did not know what happened.

On the second day, Ye Gui stood at home and watched his house turn upside down, as if it was brand-new. Hee Muchun was still worried that Ye Gui would not be satisfied, and even sent someone to ask if Ye Gui was still missing anything, if he needed any servants to order it around. Ye Gui refused, he did not need any servants to serve him.

In these two months, Ye Gui's experience was simply like that of a dream. He suddenly thought of meeting an old friend. Thus, he carried Wu Tong's child and arrived at the bridge.

Seeing that the Mr Lee was still calculating the fortune at the end of the bridge.

When Mr Lee saw Ye Gui, he immediately ran to Ye Gui, Where have you been these past few days? I didn't see you looking for me, so I thought you had left your house to find your relatives. When I came to your house to look for you and see how your house is flourishing, did you sell your old mansion?

Ye Gui was startled for a moment, then asked the Mr Lee: Have you heard of this person called Huang Yun?

Huang Yun! Master Huang! Mr Lee said in shock, You recognize him?

In these two months, he invited me to stay at Master Hee Muchun's house.

Mr Lee had a strange expression, his beard standing up. Lord Huang Yun is the salt emissary of the two Huai, he is as rich as a nation!

Ye Gui was stunned in place, and couldn't speak for a long time.

There was an end to the story.

CHAPTER 103 - ATTACHMENT THE PASSAGE OF DARKNESS(1)

attaching Darkness Biography

There were tens of thousands of people in the pit below the concert stage.

There were two doors in the pit of ten thousand people.

He opened the door.

There was no soul in the door of the temple.

He only saw two children.

They stood on both sides of each other.

One short, one long,

One thin and one fat,

It turned out to be Gao Erlang, Dwarf Saburo,

Jiro was tall.

He likes to play drums.

Saburo was small.

He watched as the other party bit him.

He opened the second door of the song building.

Two gods in the Second Gate.

with a knife, axe, and saw,

Mo Dou's Nail Hammer.

It was the second descendant of Luban,

Zhang Lang and Li Lang, the carpenter and the painter,

Well done, a good coffin,

Square flat end,

Flat, varnished,

Life in the center,

The coffin was a mulberry.

It grows on a mountain that does not belong to the mountain.

Four long pieces on each side,

The two short ones are in front of and behind,

Ruban built the next room,

The Undead are sent to heaven.

Zhang Lang and Li Lang.

Blocking the singer.

Who would barge in?

Answer:

I'm the singer-songwriter,

Drum and racket came to visit.

The dry road and the water road, the people from all over the world,

art of deception: A small cage.

He strode into the music hall.

Date of question:

Who could open the Heaven's Eye?

Who had planted the Big Dipper?

Who could see the sky turning over?

What kind of person was long sword killing evil spirits?

Who was born to play the zither?

Who would burn themselves?

Answer:

The singers all recounted the incident in detail.

My art of deception's name is everywhere.

Huang Chang opened his eyes.

The Kun Peng set the stars in the sky,

Yunfeng could see everything.

Dao Yan's Jin'Mausoleum Battle Drum,

Nie Zheng was born to play the zither.

Chi Xiao took the Fire Seed.

Get fire all over the country.

And the right Prime Minister,

The Scarlet Emperor was saved.

(To paraphrase: There are too many coincidences in the world. Shortly after this paragraph was written, on April 25, there was an 8: 1 earthquake in Nepal.) The country and the government would immediately dispatch rescue personnel to the scene, organize the rescue of the buried survivors, release the materials for the disaster, transfer the survivors, and deal with the plague after the disaster. These were the details that everyone learned from the newspapers, television, the internet, and other media.

However, other than these things, there was a type of person who would enter the disaster area. The time they entered would be later, a little later than the time the first batch of rescue workers entered the disaster area.

These people were the religious people and magicians from all over the world.

Similar to the relief teams organized by the citizens themselves, this type of person was officially the default, and would even voluntarily contact them to enter the disaster area. However, the authorities would instruct the media to ignore their attention when they entered the disaster area, so they would not be mentioned by the media. As for the religious people entering the disaster area, most of them were trying to provide psychological guidance to the survivors and the rescuers. Let the people in the apocalypse, free from the pain of despair and fear, alleviate the trauma of the heart.

However, there was still a small portion of them who entered the disaster area in order to do one other thing, and that was to give their fellow countrymen, who had met with countless calamities, an excess of power. Buddhism and Taoism were called the Transcendence, while the common folk called the Warlocks as well.

That was because the souls of the victims had died. When the grievances and grievances were gathered together, it would be difficult to dissipate. Therefore, these people were needed to resolve the grievances and allow the victims to rest in peace.)

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This was precisely the purpose of Jin Zhong and Jin Lee's visit. As the scope of the disaster area was very wide, the Lama of the Western Plateau of Sichuan was the first to arrive in the disaster area. Then, the Taoist monks of various Taoist temples in Sichuan Basin also rushed to the disaster area. Once they arrived, these highly cultivated people would then disperse to the various disaster zones to help the victims transcend their cultivation levels.

As the successors of the art of deception, Jin Zhong and Jin Lee also received the news, and immediately headed to Sichuan on behalf of the art of deception. As the art of deception was a private school of the East Chuan western Hubei. So he entered the disaster area in the name of a singer to give the undead a break.

A singer was someone who had died in the western Hubei. He called himself a singer. They were singing Darkness Biography s.

However, the version of the Darkness Biography chant in the art of deception was different. Xu Yunfeng and Wang Kunpeng had discovered this problem long ago. However, the singing of the Darkness Biography s in the art of deception was exactly the same as the singing of the gatekeeper in the Seven-eyed Spring. So the version is relatively older.

When Jin Zhong and Jin Lee arrived at the disaster area, there were already many monks and Taoists working in the outer towns. So they contacted the volunteers from the religious associations who were organizing the supernatural, and waited for the arrangements to be made.

Coincidentally, Mu Sannzi from the Cyan City Sect found out that the town he had entered was suffering from severe aftershocks. The religious volunteers immediately sent Jin Zhong and Jin Lee to the disaster area.

And so, the scene at the beginning of the Darkness Biography began.

The reason why Mu Sannzi valued Jin Zhong so much was because the art of deception had just done an amazing thing. The reputation of the art of deception was very well-known in the Warlock world. Therefore, after Jin Zhong reported his sect's matter to them, Mu Sannzi handed over the matter of going overboard to Jin Zhong and his disciple, Jin Lee.

However, Jin Zhong never expected that after entering this remote town in the middle of the mountain, the bad luck would not have ended. Not only did the roads in the valley end due to the landslide. The road outside the valley was blocked by a large mountain.

What was even more unfortunate was that this town was actually the only way for hell soldier to cross this border after the earthquake. As for the survivors, as well as the rescue workers, there was no place to hide.

The instructor recounted his experiences in Tangshan. After Jin Zhong heard this, he told the instructor that Sun Fuchen, who was in Tangshan back then, was holding a famous sword from Japan: He Quan Wei's Appraisal. He took it from the hands of a Yin Yang Master Ranker from Japan.

If that sword is still there, Jin Zhong said, even if we are unable to avoid the hell soldier, we can still barely resist it.

I wonder who has the sword, Jin Zhong said, Who knows. The descendants of the Sun Family people are not something that we can find.

The rain stopped.

After the instructor narrated his experiences from 32 years ago, he became relaxed instead. He was originally a soldier with strong mental fortitude. He had just lost his composure a few days ago and it was only an outburst of emotions. Now the instructor was back to his usual serious composure. With a backbone under his command, his soldiers were no longer as flustered as they were just now.

The dark clouds in the sky were still pressing down, and there was no trace of starlight. But the ruins of the town, in the darkness of two o'clock in the morning, were still visible. However, the glimmer of light in the night was a hazy red color.

The red light was coming from below the ground surface, penetrating the ground floor and penetrating upwards.

Jin Lee stood beside Jin Zhong and closed his eyes tightly, not daring to open them. Jin Zhong suddenly started to cough. After coughing for a while, his body started to bend. After a long time, the coughing sounds gradually died down. Jin Zhong and the instructor stood side by side, as survivors' hope of escaping this predicament.

All the survivors gathered in front of Jin Zhong and the instructor. More and more people, coming from all over the ruins and then quietly standing on the open space. This piece of empty ground was originally a square in front of the auditorium. Except for a few piles of earth on the ground, it could still be considered flat.

The patrolmen who had rescued them stood at the front, while the others looked at the instructor and Jin Zhong. None of them spoke, but Jin Zhong and the instructor could tell from their expressions that they did not want to sit still and wait for death. The instructor estimated the men to be less than two thousand. The instructor was secretly shocked, but no expression was revealed on his face.

Mu Sannzi whispered to the instructor: Before the mountain crumbled, there was a group of people that gathered, and were preparing to flip over the road outside the valley. The others did not stop them.

The instructor looked at the collapsed mountain and said, I understand.

A rescue soldier asked the instructor, What do we do next?

Everyone stop the rescue. The instructor said weakly, Our equipment and resources will not be able to help.

What he said was soon passed on among the survivors, and the instructor waited for the survivors to curse at him. But after the survivors whispered to each other for a while, their eyes were glazed with shock as they looked at Jin Zhong and the instructor.

There's less than four hours before dawn, Jin Zhong said to the instructor. After dawn, we'll clean up the corpses.

The instructor shouted to the crowd below, Buried at dawn.

No. Jin Zhong said, I want it cremated.

CHAPTER 104 - ATTACHMENT THE PASSAGE OF DARKNESS(2)

Daybreak had arrived, and the scene of devastation had spread far and wide.

Jin Zhong stood at his original position and did not sleep the entire night. Jin Lee leaned on his side, and after he fell asleep, Jin Zhong took off the cloth that was originally covering Jin Lee's eyes. Now, even though it was already dawn, Jin Zhong tied Jin Lee's eyes with a cloth from the back of his head. Jin Lee woke up and with a sudden wave of his hand, Jin Zhong grabbed onto Jin Lee's hand, I'm here.

Master, Jin Lee said, Why must our art of deception do such a thing? I am very afraid.

Just get used to it. Jin Zhong said.

Can I not be your disciple?

No, Jin Zhong said, The art of deception cannot be cut off by me.

The art of deception had never been a flourishing sect, it was only because it was obscure and unknown for many years that it would be able to bring about a person's glory, but when things reached the extremes, it would reverse, and after it was flourished, it would become obscure and unknown.

Mu Sannzi patted Jin Zhong's shoulder, It's been hard on you.

Jin Zhong pulled Jin Lee up, walking into the ruins to try his luck and find some food. His luck was good, he found a bag of dried potatoes, which had been wrapped in plastic that had already been broken. But it was still better than nothing.

The instructor led the soldiers and survivors in a search for a body that could be carried, then moved it to a deep pit at the edge of the town's wreckage, where they would burn it together and bury it.

No one said anything.

However, many of the corpses were crushed by the collapsed buildings and could not be removed. The whole day passed just like that.

By night, the instructor had asked his men to count the men, and now there were only a thousand left.

The instructor became anxious and called Mu Sannzi over, What do we do, what do we do?

Things that cannot be saved, Mu Sannzi said gloomily, I can only resign myself to fate. Now, all hope is placed on the successor of the art of deception.

I don't want to die, the instructor said. I don't want them all to die either.

Mu Sannzi consoled the instructor, There's still a day and a night left in the corridor of hell soldier, we still have time.

Less than seven hundred, the instructor said. I can't help it.

We will definitely be able to hold on. Mu Sannzi looked at Jin Zhong, I trust him.

But the instructor looked at Jin Lee who was covering his eyes, and was digging through the dirty wrapper for dried potatoes, after eating a few bites, he could not finish it. Jin Zhong was using a small knife to cut a piece of wood.

The instructor said, Why did he bring this kid here? The kid was scared.

Since you're doing what you need to do, Mu Sannzi said, you'll have to pass this trial as well.

In the evening, all the corpses that could be collected were carried into the deep pit. Jin Zhong and Jin Lee arrived in front of the deep pit. Jin Zhong told Jin Lee to sit. He found a wooden table in the ruins and used the soil to make an incense burner.

Then, he called Mu Sannzi over.

Mu Sannzi asked: What orders do you have?

Jin Zhong took out a small gong from his bosom and handed it over to Mu Sannzi. Mu Sannzi understood, Let me knock.

Jin Zhong then gave a flat drum to Jin Lee, Take it well. After giving out the instructions, he picked up a wooden sword. "It turned out that he had used a small knife to cut a piece of wood into a wooden sword that day.

Jin Zhong began to walk with the Seven Stars Steps, waving the treasure sword, chanting an incantation, which Mu Sannzi helped him beat the small gong. The instructor led the soldiers and walked over as well, looking at Jin Zhong's extreme speed. Afterwards, all the survivors also came over to see Jin Zhong's way of doing things much faster.

Jin Lee felt the grievances of the countless dead spirits around him, and started crying again in fear. However, his hands still knocked the flat drum according to Jin Zhong's chanting rhythm.

2008.05.15.03: 00

Jin Zhong had reached 3 in the morning. He was finally tired. He sat down and rested against the wooden table. Jin Lee couldn't hear his Master's voice, and asked anxiously, Master, are you still there?

I'm here. Jin Zhong saw that Jin Lee was about to take off the cloth to find him, so he quickly stopped him, Don't take it, just put it on and sleep.

Jin Lee was hungry, so he casually took out a biscuit from the biscuit wrapper beside him to eat. It was only then that Mu Sannzi saw that what Jin Lee had in his hand were not soft potato chips, but earthworms.

Yes, all the food in this ruin was gone. It had long since been snatched clean.

When it was early in the morning, Jin Zhong was getting anxious. He turned to Mu Sannzi and the instructor and said, Gather everyone here.

Jin Zhong's voice was unquestionable, causing Mu Sannzi and the instructor to be unable to reject.

Jin Zhong cleared his throat, From now on, no one is to leave, wait here.

Mu Sannzi understood what Jin Zhong meant. In ten hours, the hell soldier would arrive. No one would be able to survive wherever the hell soldier passed. It was just that no one knew if Jin Zhong had the ability to let everyone escape this calamity.

Help me to watch him, Jin Zhong said to Mu Sannzi as he pointed at him, I need to go do something.

Don't worry, Mu Sannzi nodded. Jin Lee stood where he was, covered by a cloth, shivering. When Mu Sannzi wanted to approach him, he instinctively dodged.

Jin Zhong was inside the ruins, carrying a teapot. He found a car and touched the gas tank underneath the car, only to see that there was a hole in the fuel tank and that all the gas had leaked out. Therefore, Jin Zhong found a relatively intact truck. He picked up a steel bar from the truck and ruthlessly poked a hole in the truck's gas barrel. After pulling out the steel bars, the gasoline gurgled out. Jin Zhong put the gas into the long-mouthed jug.

Then, Jin Zhong wandered back and forth in the ruins, at a loss of what to do.

He did all this alone, and another man walked slowly back to the pit with a barrel full of gasoline. He was so tired that he was gasping for breath. He kneeled on the ground and used his hands to feel the soil before scooping up a lump of mud. He walked to Jin Lee's side and said: Open your mouth.

Jin Lee opened his mouth, and then placed the lump of dirt into it.

Jin Lee put the dirt in his mouth, then said: Now, take off the towel in your eyes.

Jin Lee finally saw his surroundings.

It was still the ruins of a town.

The first person Jin Lee saw was his master Jin Zhong. Jin Zhong carried a Taoist on his back, and this Taoist was the Mu Sannzi who had received them when he first arrived.

Why is he dead! Jin Lee asked loudly.

He died last night. Jin Zhong answered, He forced us all this way, we still lost too much blood.

Mu Sannzi's face was pale white, blood was still dripping from his nostrils. As expected, he looked as if he had died less than a day ago.

Everything I'm going to tell you right now, are all things that you might encounter in the future, Jin Zhong said. "Mu Sannzi was actually the last person to enter this place.

Jin Zhong panted, his lungs moving as he violently coughed out.

Jin Lee had already understood, That's why he immediately sent a message outside. So they asked us to come and clean it up.

Yes, Jin Zhong said. After he spread the news, he knew that all the ghosts here couldn't be released, so he needed us to transcend. Until we come."

Jin Lee saw that another person had collapsed beside Jin Zhong's feet. It was a soldier who was still wearing his military uniform.

Jin Zhong nodded, He died even earlier.

Were they the only survivors in the whole town when we came? I heard you talking to them, Jin Lee said as his body trembled violently. But they also died last night.

Yes, Jin Zhong looked at the crippled body of the instructor on the ground. After he brought the rescue team in, all the survivors of the town hid in the auditorium. Before we arrived, the rescue team and the survivors were in the auditorium dodging when the aftershocks hit them. Only he can hold back his anger and Mu Sannzi, who came after us, is waiting for us.

But, Jin Lee said, I clearly saw other Daoists who excelled in speed.

That's why I'm covering your eyes, Jin Zhong said. You can't tell.

Don't they even know they're there? Jin Lee looked at the corpses scattered throughout the ruins, He's already dead. You brought them here one by one?

Jin Zhong did not reply, but Jin Lee suddenly came to his senses, You moved the corpse away for an entire day and night, until now.

Remember one thing, Jin Zhong said. In the future, when you pull in people's souls, you will meet a lot of people. You have to go along with them, pander to them, and use the right way to get ahead of them.

What Jin Lee did not know was that the survivors and the rescue team thought that they were still alive after a day and a night. Thus, he continued following his previous life's movements and continued onwards.

Only two people knew in their hearts that they were Mu Sannzi and the instructor.

This was the true reason why they were afraid of the hell soldier crossing the border.

This was also the reason why Jin Zhong and Jin Lee had come here.

The survivors who were still struggling to survive and awaiting rescue, the corpses that they were searching for in the ruins, were actually their own bodies. But what's the use.

Jin Lee understood Jin Zhong's pain. When the two of them stepped into the ruins, Jin Lee saw that they were all dead, with no survivors at all. Other than Mu Sannzi and the instructor who were still on the verge of death.

But Jin Zhong was different. He saw the ghosts of the dead walking in the ruins, waiting for help in a daze. When the ghosts saw that the mountains were collapsing and the ground was cracking, they were still in pain because they could not escape.

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2008.05.15.17: 00

The survivors that the instructors spoke of were the ghosts that believed they were still alive. In just a short ten hours, there had been less than a thousand people, from three thousand to two thousand to a thousand. It was not that these people had disappeared, but that there was another reason.

Master, Jin Lee shuddered, What do they look like now?

They were all waiting for the moment the hell soldier arrived, Jin Zhong said. And those warriors and other ghosts are all waiting, waiting for me to save them all.

Jin Lee immediately felt Jin Zhong's despair and helplessness.

He's coming. Jin Zhong looked at the sky. It was five o'clock in the evening. It should not have been dark, but the dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower.

The night came early.

Jin Lee suddenly said to Jin Zhong: Master, I heard a voice, is that it?

He's coming. Jin Zhong nodded, and then took out the Yellow Mounted Paper s that he carried with him, and stuck them on the corpses beside him one by one. The Yellow Mounted Paper s had already been soaked by the rain and stuck them on the corpses' faces.

In Jin Zhong's other eyes, the instructor, Mu Sannzi and the survivors were anxiously waiting for him. Jin Zhong slowly poured the gasoline from the long-mouthed teapot onto the edge of the pit, splashing it as he walked. After splashing the water, Jin Zhong walked to the instructor, Bring everyone and jump, I can only do this step.

The instructor was excited, but only by the look in his eyes. He wanted to speak, but he could not utter a word. All the other survivors looked the same, including Mu Sannzi.

Jin Zhong did not speak further, he pulled the instructor along to a corpse and squatted down. Uncovering the Yellow Mounted Paper s that were plastered on the corpses' faces.

A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, and the instructor saw the corpse as his own face.

The people who disappeared saw their own corpses when they were digging. Jin Zhong stared at the instructor, It's time.

All the survivors who thought they were still alive gathered around. Their faces were dark and they had no jaws. They couldn't speak, but they could still cry.

Mu Sannzi was the first to jump into the pit.

Jin Zhong stood at the edge of the pit, took out a small flag, looked at the black clouds in the west, and then waved it. There was a skull on the flag, and a few green peonies.

The survivors, no, the victims were led by Jin Zhong's flag as they lined up in long lines and jumped into the deep pit one by one. The last one was the instructor.

The instructor looked at Jin Zhong and Jin Zhong finally understood. The instructor had already known this a long time ago.

Jin Zhong said to the instructor, Let's go.

The instructor finally jumped down.

Jin Zhong walked to Jin Lee's side and handed the Phantom Ape over to him. The Phantom Ape transformed into a Flame Sword in Jin Lee's hands and ignited the gasoline that was poured onto the ground, its flames spreading like a snake.

Jin Zhong and Jin Lee were no longer gloomy like before. Both of them took a deep breath at the same time and straightened their bodies. The two of them did not hesitate. At the same time, he was looking towards the west. In fact, the sun had not set yet, but was blocked by the mountains, and the dark clouds were pressing down too low, as if they were within reach. Causes the light to be dark.

Jin Lee's Flame Sword swayed for a moment and the flames on the ground suddenly burned up high. Beside Jin Zhong and Jin Lee, a light immediately lit up and the flames were in the shape of a seven star.

Jin Lee asked Jin Zhong: Why are our formations so much smaller than Martial Uncle Wang's?

His formation has been in place for many years, Jin Zhong said in a clear voice. Of course not.

When Jin Lee saw Jin Zhong saying these words, his face looked extremely pleased with himself, You also said that the Great Dao Sect Formation that Junior Master Wang put out was the only time that a Taoist warrior would do such a thing after seeing the Red Water Array of Sui Tang.

That's right, Jin Zhong said as the corner of his mouth curled, I really made a mistake. I didn't expect him to actually be able to do it. Look ahead, don't embarrass us with our art of deception.

With the ruins as the center, the dark clouds rolled and moved, creating a huge cloud vortex. Within the cloud vortex, white light constantly flickered. It was the soundless flash of lightning. As for the dark red light, it roamed about in the dark clouds.

Countless souls drilled out from the ground, howling as they flew towards the dark clouds. They had all realized the danger of hell soldier crossing over the border and were fleeing in all directions.

The screams grew louder and noisier. In the deep pit in front of Jin Zhong, the instructor, Mu Sannzi and the victims all slowly stood up. Extending a hand covered in dirt and scabs, he grabbed the mud at the edge of the crater and slowly climbed up.

Go back, Jin Zhong shouted to the Spectre Spirit. However, they no longer knew Jin Zhong. They all raised their heads and faced the vortex of dark clouds.

The clouds in the sky spun faster, bringing with them a strong whirlwind, and a few light people were swept into the clouds, but a chain suddenly shot out from the clouds and lifted them up, pulling them deep into the clouds. The rest of the victims fled in all directions.

Jin Zhong kept shouting, Go back, everyone go back!

Then, a few bell sounds came from the sky. All the Spectre Spirit quieted down and quietly stayed where they were.

Jin Lee closed his eyes again, his ears facing the west. Then, he slowly said to Jin Zhong, It's less than a kilometer away.

Then, she opened her eyes and looked towards the mountain range in the west with Jin Zhong.

A thick cloud of fog appeared first from the western clouds, accompanied by a loud buzzing sound. Jin Zhong and Jin Lee were extremely nervous as they raised Jin Lee's Flame Sword high up in the air, facing the dense fog.

When the fog got closer, they discovered that this fog was composed of millions of dragonflies that were flying together. Dragonflies were extremely sinister insects. They loved to captivate souls, and even if it wasn't natural disasters or man-made disasters, in normal life, whenever someone died, countless dragonflies would circle around the dead.

As expected, when the countless Spectre Spirit s saw the dragonflies that were like thick mist flying over, they all drilled into the ground. However, a few of them were slightly slow, and were immediately sucked into the air by the countless dragonflies flying towards them.

The dragonflies finally flew in front of the crater. Just like a gust of wind that was sucked into the crater, they suddenly flew into the air. After circling around Jin Zhong and Jin Lee, the Flame Sword in Jin Lee's hands was formed from the Golden Cicada that exorcised evil spirits, and the dragonfly didn't dare to get close to it.

The dragonflies that covered the sky flew for a long time before they flew above Jin Zhong and his.

The real thing is coming. Jin Zhong reminded Jin Lee.

However, Jin Lee said: Why are they not soldiers and carriages?

Jin Zhong shook his head, but he did not have enough time to explain.

In the direction that the dragonfly had just flown, a black stream of water rolled across the ground. The water was very viscous and the speed was very slow. However, it was unstoppable and unstoppable.

When the water current was only a few dozen steps away from Jin Zhong, Jin Lee could see clearly that it was not water, nor was it mudslide. It was the countless dead.

These dead people tightly pressed against each other. They were so vast that one couldn't see the end of them from the left and right, and there was no end to them from the back. All the dead were lying on the ground, crawling with their hands. But the heads were raised as high as they could.

Jin Lee saw that their eyes were only black holes and that they were tied with thin chains. The bell that Jin Lee heard just now was the sound of chains colliding.

Countless Spectre Spirit were pulled up from the ground and then tied up by chains, so they could only join this ghost's team.

So it turned out that the hell soldier crossing the border was not by the way of Underworld army soldiers, this kind of scene was even more terrifying. The crawling ghosts were already in front of Jin Zhong and Jin Lee.

They could already sense the instructor Mu Sannzi behind Jin Zhong and his, as well as the other Spectre Spirit in the deep pit. They were here to collect the ghosts of those who had not realized their own deaths.

But Jin Zhong had promised Mu Sannzi and the instructor that he would never let hell soldier get his way.

Jin Zhong's banner — — Four Distinguishing Skeleton of Yin and Yang, was held in his hands, waving about non-stop. The flames of the Flame Sword in Jin Lee's hands merged with the flames behind him.

Thus, the crawling party could only avoid the flames that were arranged into Seven Star Formation s and crawl towards the two sides. The light emitted by the Seven Star Formation was like a lighthouse within the ocean. Although the lighting was weak, it never went out.

These crawling hell soldier, after crawling past, could not turn back. Therefore, she avoided the Seven Stars Fire in front of the deep pit and could not climb back up to pull the ghosts out of the pit.

hell soldier traversed the border from the time she was first born to the time she was born. Finally, everything had passed. Jin Zhong could no longer hold on and knelt on the ground. Jin Lee's skinny body helped Jin Zhong up as he looked at the crawling hell soldier behind him.

hell soldier had already passed the ruins of one town and was heading towards the next.

Jin Lee asked Jin Zhong, Will the other cities' Warlocks resist them the same as us?

Every single sect has their own unique magic, Jin Zhong said. I believe that they will be able to endure like us.

After Jin Zhong finished speaking, the dark clouds in the sky had already dispersed and the sky was filled with stars.

The Flame Sword's flame in Jin Lee's hand extinguished, turning