Calamity Crown

Goethe expected to contact Zhao Shan.

It's an accident if you can't get in touch.

After all, the opponent's purpose is quite clear.

The "meeting" between Goethe and the other party was via video. Goethe was in the boxing gym, while the other party was in an antique room with an incense burner and a teacup at hand.

Inside the censer, there was little smoke.

Inside the tea bowl, the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

Goethe didn't know much about architecture, but he could tell the 'nobility' of this room at a glance.

It fits the other party's identity very well.

"I didn't expect that we would meet like this. A hundred years ago, this is simply unthinkable."

Zhao Shan smiled while holding the tea bowl.

The other party has an immature face and sincere eyes, which makes people feel good.

Goethe smiled.

"yes."

There was no anger, confusion, or murderous intent. Goethe's attitude was as if he saw a friend and was ready to chat.

That feeling is like spring breeze.

But Zhao Shan's hand holding the teacup paused.

An insignificant meal.

After he put down the tea bowl, he looked up at Goethe carefully.

"The thirteenth stage of "The Method of Seven Emotions and Six Desires to Cry the Soul", Heaven and man have no form?"

There were doubts in the words, but in fact they were extremely affirmative. Zhao Shan tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and then sighed: "It's a terrible qualification, and I have practiced the "Seven Emotions and Six Desires" to the highest level in a short period of time. It is terrifying, as expected of Zhao Jingjue's descendants, but why are you the only outstanding descendant among his descendants?"

"Is it because you discovered the mystery of blood?"

"Or is it because you are really talented?"

The other party's words follow each other.

There is a sentence that almost guessed the key.

But Goethe remained calm.

"It must be luck, right?"

"Just like you, the dynasty collapsed, and you, who were supposed to die in the capital with your clan, escaped unharmed. This kind of thing is rare after the 'Gaoping Mausoleum'."

After Goethe made a modest statement, he asked a question.

Zhao Shan nodded immediately.

"Well, luck."

"No one will notice that a playful thirteen-year-old boy changed into servant's clothes and slipped out of the palace. Before the boy could react, the capital city was sealed off, and the palace was also on fire. It burned for three days and three nights... Hey, now that I think about it, I still have lingering fears, it's really scary, scary."

Zhao Shan nodded and just picked up the teacup.

"Good luck."

"Well, good luck."

Goethe also picked up the teacup.

Inside is herbal tea made by a female swordsman.

After this moment, the two chatted and talked freely as if they were really friends.

Zhao Shan's hands trembled from time to time.

Goethe's [Heart] occasionally pops up a reminder.

"So, because of my appearance, Brother Zhao had to launch a plan ahead of time to destroy the 'Heavenly Sword Gate', 'Seven Killing Hall', 'Tingqi Pavilion' and 'Tiandao League', so as to control the 'Safety Committee' ?”

Goethe asked curiously.

"That's right."

"Tingqi Pavilion and Jiang Yiquan are easy to use, but they have too many thoughts."

"And 'Qian Kun' has a distorted mind, like a wolf, if he is not careful, he will be bitten back."

Zhao Shan explained, and then he paused.

"As for the 'Heavenly Sword Gate'?"

"I'm sorry for them. They helped me when I was at my worst, but they knew too much. I can't stay. Staying is a disaster."

Zhao Shan said with a sigh.

There is a kind of meaning of "I would rather teach me to blame the world than teach the world to blame me".

According to the origin of the other party, this is also a matter of course.

The emperor's family is the most ruthless and widowed.

However, Goethe found something different.

When the other party said 'down and down' again, there was a slight pause.

The most embarrassing side has been seen, so, do you want to kill someone?

The other party seems to be expressing this meaning.

Can,

The time is wrong.

The other party is deliberately leading!

With a clear guess, Goethe began to recall the information about the 'Heavenly Sword Gate', especially related to the 'Mad King', and...the other party's surprise when they first met.

'There is really longevity'!

The other party said such words at the time.

Immediately, Goethe sighed.

"Brother Zhao, why do you have to hide it?"

"You killed people in anger just because you got the so-called 'immortality' and 'broken void' recorded in the 'Book of Heaven' from the 'Sword of Heaven' to be false."

"Grace?"

"Brother Zhao is not a person who cares about kindness, otherwise he wouldn't have let Jiang Yipunch and 'Qiankun' come and send him to death."

Goethe smiled and shook his head.

"Let you guess right again."

"I have explored and planned for many years, but the result is false. Naturally, I am angry. What happened to killing some people? Besides, didn't I leave one behind?"

"This is my repayment!"

"So, brother, do you know the surprise when I first saw you?"

Zhao Shan smiled brighter than Goethe.

That youthful face was full of innocence.

"Probably guessed."

"The most fortunate thing in the world is to find something lost."

"Yes, this is something that the world is lucky for - and it's something that everyone should be thankful for. I have long since thought of destroying everything in despair. Fortunately, I met you, brother. Those people in the world should thank you, brother."

Zhao Shan said immediately after Goethe finished speaking.

"Because of this, you changed your plan, which led to the recent series of events?"

Goethe changed the subject again.

Zhao Shan smiled.

"So, brother, can you tell me the secret of 'immortality'?"

He speaks with sincerity.

"Can."

"But tell you, you can't do it."

"So, let's not talk about it, it will only increase your troubles."

Goethe spoke more earnestly.

"How do you know I can't do it if you don't tell me?"

Zhao Shan asked.

"If I don't say it, it proves that you can't do it!"

Goethe persisted.

The originally friendly atmosphere suddenly became a little cold at this moment.

"The law of longevity didn't come from Zhao Jingjue, did it? Brother, you found it elsewhere, right?"

"Zhao Jingjue, the kind of guy who regards his descendants as pigs and dogs, and does not hesitate to plunder his descendants to strengthen himself, how could he leave you with the law of longevity. If there is one, he is exclusive to him."

"Brother, there is no need for you to cover up for him."

Zhao Shan said suddenly.

To plunder the power of future generations?

It should be the path chosen by the 'Mad King' at first!

However, according to the practice of the "Mad King" in the early stage, it may be a simple increase, but the "Mad King" in the later stage?

It is not impossible to do plundering.

On the contrary, a lunatic who is driven into a desperate situation can do anything.

A thought flashed through my heart.

On the surface, Goethe remained calm.

"I really got the 'Law of Immortality' from him, without him, it would be impossible for me to get the 'Law of Immortality'!"

Goethe was eloquent.

Of course, the words are full of tricks.

Of course he got the 'Elixir of Life' because of the 'Mad King'.

Without the other party, he wouldn't even be able to go to the 'College'.

How could it be possible to obtain the 'Elixir of Life' hidden in the 'College'.

Zhao Shan looked at Goethe suspiciously.

Just as Goethe never believed him.

Zhao Shan never believed in Goethe either.

"real?"

Zhao Shan confirmed.

"real."

Goethe replied.

Zhao Shan was silent.

This is different from the Zhao Jingjue he has always known.

It can even be said to be the opposite.

But he had reason to believe that Goethe would not lie to him—because, he had just made a fortune and resisted the backbiting, he got the answer, and Goethe did not lie to him.

What Goethe said was true.

But the more this happened, the more puzzled Zhao Shan was.

The more puzzled he was, the more Zhao Shan thought about it.

Thoughts are messy and the backlash is fierce.

In the end, Zhao Shan couldn't restrain himself anymore.

puff!

Zhao Shan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the screen was all scarlet.

Looking at this scene, Goethe couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Zhao, you are really bloody."

The tone was a little strange.

Zhao Shan noticed it almost instinctively, and he did the divination again.

The answer follows.

puff!

Zhao Shan spat out a mouthful of blood again.

This time, the screen was even brighter red.

The video connection is then lost.

When it turned on again, everything returned to its original state. Zhao Shan was the same as before except for a little paler face, except that the smile on his face faded a little.

"Brother Zhao, shall we make a deal?"

Looking at Zhao Shan at this moment, Goethe said with a smile.

"What deal?"

Zhao Shan asked.

"I'm very interested in your method of divination. Besides, you should have a batch of murder weapons contaminated with the blood of your ancestors and descendants. How about I exchange half of the "Secret of Longevity"?"

Goethe suggested.

Goethe was really interested in the opponent's method of divination.

And seeking more [bloody honor] is the purpose of Goethe's dialogue.

As for the "Secret of Longevity"?

Naturally, it was the incomplete "Ancient Legend. Changchun".

"Half a copy of "The Secret of Longevity"?"

"impossible."

"It must be the full text."

Zhao Shan shook his head.

Goethe smiled: "Forget it." He took a long breath, adjusted his sitting posture to make himself more comfortable, and then said: "After all, there must be a battle between us-the winner takes all."

"It's the same when you take it."

"I can't wait to fight Brother Zhao right now. I will mobilize all my forces in a while to find where Brother Zhao is. As Brother Zhao, even if he is injured or backlashed, he will definitely be able to fight, right?"

"Don't worry, as a younger brother, I will definitely go to Qiongbi and fall to Huangquan to find Brother Zhao."

"When the time comes, let's fight fairly."

After Goethe finished speaking, he was ready to end the call.

"etc!"

Zhao Shan suddenly stopped him.

Under Goethe's gaze, Zhao Shandao.

"I will change."

Zhao Shan said with a slightly gloomy expression.

"I've always been fair!"

"My philosophy is still fair!"

"Then we postpone it for a week?"

Goethe suggested.

"good."

"In two days, the things will be delivered to you."

After speaking, Zhao Shan ended the call.

In the quaint room, Zhao Shan, who hung up the video call, couldn't help squinting his eyes. The gloom on his face had long since disappeared, and it had turned into a normal smiling face.

He counted with one hand.

The blood was vomited out mouthful.

However, Zhao Shan didn't care at all.

His descendants are not just the 'Zhao family'.

He has more descendants who can serve as 'precious medicines'.

This is thanks to Zhao Jingjue's second son.

If it weren't for the other party's experiment, he didn't even know if he could reach the current level.

The other party can also be regarded as an outstanding talent.

But with Godby?

Totally shit.

However, there is one point where the opponent far exceeds Goethe.

Cruel!

If the other party didn't have the appearance of a human being, he wouldn't be able to be called a human being at all. Now that he remembered some of the methods, he would frown slightly, even though he had taught the other party these methods.

But he just taught.

He didn't do it himself.

He just sits back and enjoys it.

And this time?

No exception.

"A week?"

"enough!"

"The Law of Longevity, Shattering the Void——all belong to me!"

Zhao Shan clenched his fist.

In the boxing gym, Goethe sat there thinking.

Actually agreed?

This was somewhat beyond Goethe's expectations.

His seemingly threatening words just now were actually a joke.

But I didn't expect Zhao Shan to agree.

What kind of backhand needs to prepare for a week?

Moreover, can the other party think that they are sure to win?

The 'Emperor Lotus Sect' itself?

Goethe pondered for a moment.

Afterwards, Xuan Bei and Ling Xiaozi were called.

After hearing Goethe's report, the two fell into deep thought.

"The poor are lonely and ignorant."

The old Taoist shook his head and admitted frankly.

The old monk frowned slightly, and under the urging of the old Taoist priest, he said directly: "Little friend, pay attention to the safety of the people around you, especially your loved ones. Old Taoist priest, you should also call 'Taiyi Mountain'." Then , the old monk paced back and forth, and continued to add: "There are still transactions in two days, we must be careful and careful, to prevent Zhao Shan from hiding something XZ in those transactions?"

"Isn't that the lice on the donkey's head, obviously?"

"We will definitely send someone to check."

The old Taoist frowned puzzled.

"Zhao Shan will not use this kind of trick that can be seen through at a glance. The things he needs to hide are not necessarily in the trade items, but use the trade items as bait to lure the little friend there, and then..."

"Nuclear level!"

The old monk clasped his hands together.

The world technology tree in front of me has been distorted a lot because of the appearance of "Secret Weapon", but "Nuclear Level" is still there, and it is precisely because of the existence of "Nuclear Level" that ordinary people have a little bit." fair'.

Otherwise, follow the style of a certain sect.

Most of the ordinary people have to be reduced to slavery.

"Nuclear level!"

The old Taoist was surprised.

Without any hesitation, he took out his mobile phone and called 'Taiyi Mountain'.

'Taiyi Mountain' also grasped a point of 'nuclear level'.

Naturally know the horror of 'nuclear leveling'.

'Dalin Temple' is no exception.

Goethe sat there watching the old monk and the old Taoist talking on the phone in front of his face, and his thoughts began to become erratic - if it was him, he would openly build the plank road and secretly plan the warehouse.

Under the cover of the transaction two days later.

Draw their attention to it.

Then, better prepare for that ultimate move.

What could it be?

In Goethe's thinking, time passes by every minute and every second.

two days later.