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"I'm risking my life to get everyone from Quanxing to cooperate with me to prove my guess."
"After you came down the mountain, did you find the problem child Zhang Huaiyi?"
The veins on Tian Jinzhong's neck bulged. Before he could shout, Tian Jinzhong screamed, "Bullshit! I did go down the mountain to look for Huaiyi, but I didn't find him. If Huaiyi had been with me, how could those people have hurt me?"
I have made you understand everything and you can also learn how to answer questions quickly!
Even though the situation was tense, Tian Jinzhong, who was interrupted by Hu Xiuwu, still spoke with a mixture of anger and laughter.
However, Hu Xiuwu did give his excuse.
Although this sentence is just an excuse, the truth behind it is not wrong.
After the news of the Jiashen Oath was exposed, Tian Jinzhong and Zhang Zhiwei followed the orders of the old Taoist priest and went down the mountain in two groups to look for Zhang Huaiyi.
How could the gang of thieves who harmed Tian Jinzhong only look for Tian Jinzhong and not Zhang Zhiwei? Let's bet on the 50% chance that Tian Jinzhong found Zhang Huaiyi.
Since the decision has been made to attack the Taoist priests in Mount Longhu, it would be harmful to either one or both of them.
just,
That’s Zhang Zhiwei.
Zhang Zhiwei, who can do whatever he wants,
Who can hurt him?
Two years before Zhang Huaiyi and Wu Gensheng joined forces, after his private competition with Zhang Zhiwei, he once said to his master that if the old Taoist wanted to teach Zhang Zhiwei a lesson, he should do it sooner rather than later.
He believed that in two years, even if the Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing took action himself, he would not be a match for Zhang Zhiwei.
Back then, it was probably because Zhang Zhiwei had also encountered bandits and guessed that the situation on Tian Jinzhong's side was not optimistic, so he rescued Tian Jinzhong in time, who had been tortured and abandoned by the mysterious group of people at the foot of Longhu Mountain, seriously injured and dying.
"Don't tell this to the Taoist boy who has taken care of you for so many years, Grand Master Tian Jinzhong."
Gong Qing spread his hands, looked at Tian Jinzhong frivolously, and spoke playfully.
"If you really didn't find Zhang Huaiyi back then, why didn't you dare sleep for decades after returning to the mountain?"
"Are you worried that once you fall asleep, you will relax and tell some secrets that shouldn't be told? Do you know how excited I am when I see you dozing off?"
After hearing this, Tian Jinzhong, who was originally calm in the wheelchair, suddenly became excited and struggled to jump over from the wheelchair.
Gong Qing glanced at the clock hanging in the room and took out a walkie-talkie from his waist: "Come in!"
"I do want to chat with you more, but I know you are a tight-lipped person, and I don't have much time left. Senior Brother Lingyu and Senior Brother Rongshan may come back at any time."
As soon as the walkie-talkie fell, the helpers that Gong Qing had found and had been hiding nearby rushed over.
"Senior Tian Jinzhong, Lv Liang is here to show his respect."
Lu Liang wore glasses and had a warm but hypocritical smile, like a flame on the screen, which looked hot but had no temperature. His body shape was not much different from Gong Qing, and especially his playful temperament was very similar to Gong Qing.
Gong Qing had an apologetic smile on his face, and said to Tian Jinzhong: "I'm sorry, Uncle Taishi, I'm short on time, so I can only use this method to get you to talk."
"Lu Liang!"
Lu Liang nodded, took a step forward, and moved in front of Tian Jinzhong. The unique Qi light of Lu Jiaming's soul technique on his body rose and turned into a spiritual arm, grabbing Tian Jinzhong's soul and stealing his memory.
No, this is almost robbery.
Gong Qing was shaking with excitement, clenching his fists, and kept urging Lu Liang: "Quick, quick, find the memory of Zhang Huaiyi from the memory of the Grand Master, all the memories related to Jiashen."
"Do you think I'm a god? This old man's soul is as hard as stone. It would take at least a month to accurately extract a piece of his memory."
Lu Liang yelled at Gong Qing angrily, just like a social animal from Party B who was irritated by Party A's unreasonable demands. He wanted to throw the plan in Party A's arrogant face and curse at him harshly.
You give me a few fucking hours and expect me to produce something that other people spend months working on.
I don't know what good things are! But with this little money, it's hard for me to help you!
In addition, Lu Liang had been feeling very depressed during this period, and his tone became even more foul when he spoke.
The painted skin that Yu Huadu had given him a few days ago was torn for some reason, and Yu Huadu himself disappeared somewhere unknown, so he had no way of disguising himself again.
But Lu Liang's soul-clearing technique is the key to the plan. Gong Qing has no choice but to let him hide in his room and not let him come out at all.
Being locked up in a small dark room for several days was not pleasant for a person like Lu Liang, so his temper became even worse. After being frustrated by Tian Jinzhong, he yelled at Lu Liang, with no respect for the head of Quan Xing at all in his tone:
"Hey! Go to the door and keep watch for me. I'll try to copy all of this old man's memories and deal with them later."
"Tsk!" Gong Qing snorted coldly, but he still knew the importance of the matter and did not disturb Lu Liang from working. He went to the door outside the courtyard and guarded it for him.
After Gong Qing left, Lv Liang exerted all his strength, and the Soul Enlightenment Technique transformed into a thousand hands, tearing at Tian Jinzhong's soul. After a while, Lv Liang's back was already covered in sweat.
The memory of this 'Tian Jinzhong' is really a bit too hard.
Lu Liang cursed in his heart, and for some reason he always had a familiar feeling about Tian Jinzhong's soul, as if he had seen it before.
Chapter 343 Big Lie
Tian Jinzhong yawned quietly, and while Lu Liang, who was concentrating on digging out his memory, was not paying attention, he pretended to be barely resisting his soul-clearing technique.
Calculating the time, he gave him the memories that had been placed in the Niwan Palace and edited by Lu Liang according to Hu Xiuwu's instructions, bit by bit.
It looked as if Lu Liang himself had squeezed it out of Tian Jinzhong's soul.
"This old man's soul is too hard. He is so old, why is he so stubborn?"
He exerted all his strength and worked for a long time until he was almost exhausted. Just like squeezing oil, he finally squeezed out a little bit of memory. Lu Liang was convinced.
Nonsense, if I ask you to squeeze out other memories, you'll be exposed!
Hu Xiuwu chuckled in his heart.
Tian Jinzhong, who was leaning against the wall, had been observing Lu Liang's Soul Enlightenment Technique, but he saw some of the secrets and asked in surprise, "Is this how the Lu family's Soul Enlightenment Technique is performed?"
"It's more like the Double Hands, one of the Eight Great Skills."
Shuangquanshou? So Shuangquanshou is related to Minghunshu?
Listening to Tian Jinzhong's explanation, Hu Xiuwu seemed to be thinking about something. He coughed and said to Lu Liang, "Boy, your method doesn't look like magic, but more like one of the eight unique skills."
"Double full hands."
"And as far as I know, the Lu family definitely didn't have the spell of Soul Enlightenment four or four years ago."
Hu Xiuwu was not quite clear about this matter, but there was no requirement for him to tell the truth.
Give me a guess and let Lu Liang guess it!
Sure enough, Lu Liang was shocked when he heard this. Although the soul-clearing technique did not stop, Tian Jinzhong could clearly sense that his skills were in disarray. The power of the soul-clearing technique was no longer as concentrated as before, but became chaotic and loose.
This shows that Lü Liang's heart was in turmoil.
His mind was agitated, and Lu Liang's control over the Soul-Clearing Technique was greatly weakened, and the progress of absorbing Tian Jinzhong's memory also slowed down.
This greatly delayed Hu Xiuwu's time. He only had this small piece of memory that Lu Liang could retrieve. He couldn't let Lu Liang retrieve all his memories in advance, nor could he let Lu Liang lose confidence and escape early.
He wanted to wait for Ying Hu Xiuwu to arrive and finish the scene.
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I must go back as soon as possible and help His Majesty finish this scene.
Ying Hu Xiuwu thought secretly in his heart as he pushed back the dark and heavy whip with a luster of oil paint.
The battle situation changed rapidly and did not stop because of his thinking. In the blind spot of Ying Hu Xiuwu's sight, a dagger was like a poisonous snake. When Ying Hu Xiuwu retreated and thought, it stabbed towards Ying Hu Xiuwu's waist from the lower left side of the waist at a strange angle, trying to pierce through the leather without armor on the waist of the mountain climbing chain mail.
Ying Hu Xiuwu did not dodge, but relied on his chain mail to withstand the fierce piercing.
"what!"
The foreigner Barron asked in surprise.
The dagger did not penetrate the leather as he had expected. Instead, it was like scratching metal, emitting violent sparks. The dagger seemed to have turned into a handheld firework stick, with sparks flying wherever the tip of the knife rubbed against the leather.
The sparks connected and turned into swaying red lotuses, burning the dagger blade into a branding iron, red and hot, and quickly spreading to the handle.
The non-slip rubber on the handle was melted by the high temperature from the blade, and smoke came out of Barron's hand holding the knife. There was also a faint aroma of barbecue and the sizzling sound of boiling fat.
No matter what, the Mountain Climbing Chain Gold Armor is also a magical weapon. The defense is certainly not just relying on the scales on the armor, but more on the defensive spiritual shield brought by the magical weapon's veins. As long as the magic power flowing on the armor is not exhausted and the runes are not damaged, its defense will not dissipate.
Barron's brain was spinning, but it stopped for a moment because of the severe pain, and he stood there in a daze.
Shadow Hu Xiuwu's activities are dominated by the brain spirit root. He is even more ruthless than Hu Xiuwu and is not affected by the outside world at all.
Taking advantage of Barron's flaw, he clenched his left fist, which was covered with thick golden light as big as a wheel, like a golden purple hammer, carrying the power to split mountains and shake the earth, and hammered down with a bang.
The golden hammer fist was as cruel as a pestle, and Barron's head was used as a herb pestle.
If he was hit hard, Barron's head would probably explode like a ripe watermelon in an instant.
This was unacceptable to another participant in the battle.
Two heavy black whips made of Qi and oil paint were inserted horizontally under the golden hammer fist. The two whips crossed into a cross, blocking the golden hammer fist.
boom!
Like a meteorite hitting a mountain pillar, a deafening sound of impact erupted between fists and whips.
Xia Liuqing rescued Barron, not because of their deep friendship, but because Xia Liuqing knew that if he was the only one left, he would definitely not be able to keep Hu Xiuwu.
The roar so close to his ears caused blood to slowly flow from Barron's ears and his eardrums to rupture. However, it also allowed him to gather consciousness from the endless pain, and he hurriedly retreated side by side with Xia Liuqing.
"Humph."
Barron groaned, stepped back and roughly tore off the dagger that was stuck to his right hand. The scalding handle took away the flesh and blood from Barron's palm. The palm of his right hand was already charred black, with only tender flesh and pale joints in the middle.
Barron's right hand couldn't stop shaking because of the severe pain.
Barron has lived for so long and has experienced burns, knife wounds, and even gunshot wounds. If it was just the pain of a burned right hand, Barron would not have revealed such a big flaw.
The burns caused by the gold climbing chain brought more than just physical pain. His soul seemed to be sent to hell, burned by the fire of hell, and endured pain that was a thousand times stronger than physical injuries.
A few days ago, Xiao Xiao, the successor of the Blowing Qi technique, was so painful that he couldn't speak after being hit by the Yang Spirit of Huang Ming, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.
Although the Yang Shen spell is not a real attack on the soul, it can already bring unbearable pain to the enemy, let alone the special torture power of Pao Lao carried by the Golden Chain Armor of Panshan.
After Barron retreated, in order to get rid of Shadow Hu Xiuwu's entanglement, Xia Liuqing took out the black whip in his hand, which had already turned red, and threw it towards Hu Xiuwu's face, using the steel whip to perform his signature mace technique.
Trump card.
The black whip was like a heavy arrow, full of power, tearing through the wind and air, making a sharp whistle. Even the Golden Light Spell and the Mountain Climbing Chain Armor could not easily defend against such power. Shadow Hu Xiuwu had no choice but to use both hands to grab the black whip.
The armor on Shadow Hu Xiuwu's right hand was all red, and the power of burning and branding exploded. The black whip in his palm burned into ashes under the baking power, leaving only curling black smoke and the burnt smell of oil paint.