Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 149 Bitan Villa

The sound of rain outside the window is sometimes urgent and sometimes slow.

Jiang Yi curled up in the thin quilt like a baby. Half asleep and half awake, her hands were groping around her side, looking for the man beside her.

After touching for a while, there is no man around...

What about men...

!

Jiang Yi woke up suddenly and raised her head.

The room was calm, his belongings were placed on the table, but Zuo Lingquan was nowhere to be seen.

She quickly sat up and looked at the open window - the sky outside was gray, and it was hard to tell whether it was morning or dusk; the little bird ball was a little bored, walking around on the window sill with splayed steps, and saw her wake up , hastily flapped his little wings and flew over.

"call……"

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, caught the dumpling and asked:

"Where did Zuo Lingquan go?"

"grumble."

Tuanzi opened his beak and asked for a pellet of bird food, then raised his little wings and pointed out the window.

Jiang Yi got up and went to the window to take a look, but saw Zuo Lingquan sitting on the tea stand below, with a pile of wine jugs next to him, holding a wine bowl in his hand, and standing on a bench with one leg, looking very interested said high:

"...At that time, the wives and misses of the surrounding counties heard that I was dueling with someone on the gate tower, so they ran to the city wall and waited on the floor all night; my white robe and sword fell on the gate tower, and the folding fan scattered Come on, Elder Song, guess what's going on?"

"Those girls are screaming?"

"You are looking down on me. Two of them fainted on the spot, and the rest were stunned."

"Really? Whoever wins in the final duel."

"The fight didn't start, and before the one on the other side made a move, the lady down below smashed him away with eggs and vegetables. It's hard to say he won with force."

"Haha, you have the same demeanor as I did back then. Come on, let's go..."

…

? ? ?

Jiang Yi was stunned. She didn't expect Zuo Lingquan to drink so much with a bad old man he didn't know in this unfamiliar place.

What is this all about?

Jiang Yi wanted to call out, but remembered that she had just woken up. She first turned around to get water to wash, and then finished her makeup in front of the dressing table. Then she turned and came to the window, coughing twice:

"Ahem."

Zuo Lingquan asked Tuanzi to stare at Jiang Yi. He already knew that Jiang Yi was awake. At this time, he put down the wine bowl and stood up:

"Let's go, let's follow Mr. Song to Bitan Villa."

Jiang Yi slept for a long time, didn't understand anything, and was a little confused. But she didn't say much. After packing her belongings, she went to the lobby to check out the room, and followed Zuo Lingquan to the outside of Qingquan Town.

On the way, Zuo Lingquan quietly explained to Jiang Yi, and Jiang Yi understood the whole story. While Zuo Lingquan was chatting with Song Chi, he secretly observed the surrounding situation.

Bitan Villa is built on the mountainside of Qingquan Mountain. It is quite large in scale. It is backed by a mountain, overlooking water and surrounded by green forests. The scenery is one of the best in Zezhou.

This villa banquet was the 80th birthday of the old villa owner. All the famous celebrities from Zezhou were present. On the Liulin Avenue leading to the villa, Jianghu people with swords and swords could be seen everywhere.

Song Chi was the last leader of the Zezhou arena, with a high level of seniority and prestige. He was polite to various friends in the arena along the way, while Zuo Lingquan just followed behind, with no intention of making friends or chatting.

The two of them followed Song Chi to the gate of the villa. The owner of the villa, Tang Hong, heard the news and was very proud of it. He came to the door to greet him in person:

"Song Lao came to visit us, but I missed him from afar. I'm really ashamed..."

Song Chi was beaten to the ground ten times, but the Jianghu Grandmaster's magnanimity remained, and he came forward to greet him warmly.

Zuo Lingquan walked among the crowd and looked up - Tang Hong was wearing an ordinary brocade robe, with a hooked nose, bright eyes, and a very well-proportioned figure. At first glance, he was a practicing practitioner of some level; As long as a practitioner does not show off his appearance, it is difficult to tell the truth from the outside, but he has no idea whether he has any foundation in practice.

Zuo Lingquan followed him into the villa and walked between the corridors and pavilions. He vaguely felt that the water of the Five Elements in the villa was richer than in other places.

Jiang Yi focused on the lotus pond outside the verandah - the lotus pond was quite large, and the water was green and clear, obviously living water; the villa was halfway up the mountain, so the water source could not come from the Shanling River, and there must be a spring hidden in the villa.

After checking for a while, the two looked at each other, and both saw suspicion in each other's eyes - this villa was most likely the source of the Dahuang Ridge skeletons.

But suspicion was suspicion, and the two of them had no way to ask directly.

If Zuo Lingquan wants to confirm his guess, he still has to find a way to find out the details of Tang Hong...

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It was already dusk when we went up the mountain, and when Song Chi arrived at the Bilian Hall in the middle of the villa, it was already dark.

It was raining lightly outside, and the lights were brightly lit inside the large hall. There were singers invited by the county and city, singing and dancing in the hall.

Dozens of Taishi chairs and tea tables are placed left and right, and Zezhou's famous celebrities are sitting among them.

Tang Tiejin, the gray-haired old owner of the village, sat at the top; Song Chi, whose status in the world was second only to Tang Tiejin, sat in the second highest chair, facing Tang Hong.

Zuo Lingquan was nameless and was not qualified to sit down on this occasion. He just stood with Jiang Yi in front of Song Chi's apprentice and looked at the scene in the hall.

Everyone who can sit here knows each other. Sitting under Song Chi is a bald man who seems to have some status. He started to fan the flames after saying a few words:

"When Mr. Tang was forty years old, he met Mr. Song who had just come out of the mountain. He was suppressed by the Shaking God Fist for thirty years. Who would have thought that on his eightieth birthday, Mr. Song would congratulate Mr. Tang on his birthday? What do you think this means?"

The people present were all Jianghu people with cheerful personalities. It was common for them to ridicule and tease each other. One of them laughed and asked:

"The tide is turning?"

The bald man waved his hand: "It's called being good at hand, but it's not as good as being good in bed; practicing hard all your life is not as useful as giving birth to a good son."

"Hahaha……"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole hall burst into laughter, and even Song Chi quite agreed with this statement.

Tang Tiejin, who was sitting at the top, smiled and cursed:

"Being able to give birth to a good son is also a skill. Who told Song Chiguang to be good at handwork but not good in bed? I have been suppressed by Song Chi for thirty years, so why don't I be allowed to feel proud and proud for ten years?"

"Mr. Tang, what's the point of relying on your son to get ahead? This junior has an idea. Since you are good in bed, why not change the arena and compete with Mr. Song in bed..."

"Hahaha……"

…

Jiang Yi frowned slightly when she heard these vulgar words, but she didn't say anything, she just observed Tang Hong secretly.

Zuo Lingquan watched for a moment, but couldn't figure out what Tang Hong was really like. After thinking about it, he walked behind Song Chi and whispered softly:

"Song Lao..."

Song Chi was also laughing and cursing the bald man who was speaking out loud, but he was taken aback when he heard the sound, and looked back to make sure that Zuo Lingquan was not joking, then nodded slightly, turned his eyes to the crowd, and said with a loud smile:

"They are all old bones with half a foot buried in the ground. No matter how young the sword is, it is not as good-looking as a young man who is fierce and vigorous; the old master Tang relied on his son to suppress Song Mou for ten years. I am convinced, but I have not grown up. My son doesn't mean I'm a worthless junior."

As soon as this remark came out, the joyful hall fell silent. Dozens of well-known figures in the rivers and lakes all moved their eyes to Song Chi.

Those present were all Jianghu people who had been struggling all their lives, and they could clearly distinguish between teasing and hiding a knife in a smile.

Song Chi's words were obviously not convinced, and he wanted to find a place.

Tang Tiejin's smile restrained a bit, and he glanced at Song Chi's two apprentices in a blink of an eye:

"Ten years ago, Tang Hong took back the face of Bitan Villa at the banquet where Brother Song washed his hands in the golden basin; Brother Song, today, is it possible that he wants his apprentice to get back his face again on my husband's 80th birthday?" go?"

Tang Hong held the tea cup with a gentle smile: "No one here is unconvinced by Mr. Song's fists. I can win, and I take advantage of the fact that 'boxing is afraid of young people'. Mr. Song's two apprentices are younger than me, but they have to come to fight." , I am afraid I will have to practice for another 30 years."

This is not arrogant, even a little humble.

Everyone here is discerning. Song Chi's two apprentices can only be considered mediocre. Even if they practice for a lifetime, they will never reach Song Chi's height, let alone challenge Tang Hong.

Song Chi leaned on the teacher's chair, full of aura, raised his hand and pointed back:

"This is my distant nephew. He has been living in the capital in the past years. This time I traveled to Zezhou. I heard that I was suppressed and beaten for ten years. I felt angry and wanted to help my distant uncle. So this time Bring it here, and pay a visit to Master Tang."

Zuo Lingquan stood behind the grand master's chair, raised his hands and cupped his fists, his eyes were slightly unruly:

"Junior Zuo Lengchan, I have met two village owners."

Jiang Yi knew that Zuo Lingquan wanted to test Tang Hong's details, so she was not surprised, so she stood with her hands behind her back, honestly acting as a maid holding a sword.

Tang Tiejin, Tang Hong and his son both looked surprised and took a look at Zuo Lingquan—except for his good looks, he couldn't see much.

However, Song Chi had accumulated a lifetime of reputation in the world. No matter how old and foolish he was, he couldn't show off his embroidered pillow with an embroidered pillow. With Song Chi's recommendation, the guests in the hall still looked a little more serious, and they whispered to each other, asking about the origins of this young man.

After Tang Hong looked at Zuo Lingquan for a few times, he smiled and said:

"Mr. Song's nephew is very powerful."

"How can you call a young man if you are not arrogant? When the owner of the Tang court approached the old man ten years ago, he was even more imposing than him."

Tang Tiejin stroked the tea cup, thought for a while and said:

"In the world of martial arts, the waves behind push the waves ahead. If you, my nephew, can really defeat Tang Hong today, it doesn't matter if I continue to call you 'Song Daxia' from now on. Tang Hong, go meet Zuo Shaoxia. It's a great day today. Don't worry." It hurts people.”

Everyone in the lobby didn't expect to come to the banquet today and encounter such a scene of a young tiger fighting an old dragon, and the atmosphere suddenly became enthusiastic.

Tang Hong didn't say much, stood up and signaled to the outside of the lobby:

"Young Master Zuo, please."

Song Chi knew how powerful Tang Hong was, even if he 'understood' the details of Zuo Lingquan, he still turned his head and exhorted:

"It's a good thing to be young and energetic, but you don't have any eyes for fists and kicks, and you shouldn't be aggressive. You have to be generous in winning and losing."

Zuo Lingquan nodded and strode out of the Bilian Hall.

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Biliantang is backed by mountains and faces water. There is a square white stone field outside the gate, which is where people from all walks of life compete.

The rain was pouring, and countless torches and lanterns were quickly lit up in the surrounding corridors, illuminating the venue. The Tang family's descendants from the villa also moved two rows of weapon racks and placed them around, including swords, guns, swords and halberds.

All the famous celebrities in the lobby stood under the eaves outside the hall and looked forward to it.

Tang Hong took off his brocade robe and threw it to the butler next to him. Wearing only a white outfit, he walked down the steps in the rain and came to the center of the venue.

Zuo Lingquan took off the messy things on his body and handed them to Jiang Yi. Wearing only a black military uniform, he came to the opposite side of Tang Hong with his bare hands.

Tang Hong was nearly fifty years old, but he had a tall and tall figure and looked very "decent" from the outside. Seeing Zuo Lingquan bare-handed, he was a little surprised:

"Young Master Zuo is not using his sword. Do you want to start with fists and kicks?"

Zuo Lingquan followed the rules of the world and stood ten steps away from Tang Hong, raising his hands and cupping his fists:

"I only carry a sword because it is more elegant. I have learned a lot about it and can do everything."

Swords are often used in the martial arts world, and it is indeed because swords are more handsome. In fact, the status of swords in martial arts is far inferior to the two great weapons of death, swords and guns.

Zuo Lingquan said that he only carries a sword to be cool, which is indeed magnanimous, but it is a bit too crazy to know everything.

Most of the people present were dubious, but due to Song Chi's status in the world, no one showed any sarcasm.

Tang Hong just nodded to this, stretched out his feet, moved his fists forward and back, and formed a boxing stance:

"Tang's learning is also quite complex. I just hope that Zuo Shaoxia's fists can be as tough as his mouth."

"Hahaha……"

There was a burst of laughter from under the eaves.

Zuo Lingquan didn't say anything. After a quick look, he roughly figured out Tang Hong's approach.

People only have two hands and two feet, and no matter how much they change, they cannot escape the limitations of the body frame. No matter in the previous life or in this world, the number of martial arts methods that can be evolved are similar.

The boxing stance Tang Hong put up was similar to the boxing stance of the ‘Bajiquan’ in his previous life. Use the force on your heels, along your waist, and through your fingertips. You can take it every inch and hit it hard, with great explosive power.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan also took a stance - his body was slightly arched, he raised his left hand with his fingers spread wide, and his right hand hung under his elbow, ready to go.

As the saying goes, an expert knows the way, and many celebrities in the world became serious when they saw this show.

Song Chi stood with his hands behind his back and nodded slightly: "The popular boxing technique in the southern wilderness means dragon, tiger, bear, snake, and crane. The spirit and form are integrated into one, and the changes are endless. Look at this boxing, it's at its best."

Jiang Yi couldn't understand it at all, so she could only nod her head slightly, acting like "the masters all see the same thing."

The two sides squared off and didn't say much.

Tang Hong stood between the rain curtains, flipped his right hand and made a hook.

Bang——

At this moment, Zuo Lingquan's figure was like a tiger leaping, turning into a black afterimage. He came to Tang Hong in the blink of an eye, punched through the rain curtain, and hit Tang Hong's face.

Tang Hong's eyes flashed with astonishment. He obviously didn't expect Zuo Lingquan to be so fast. However, his reaction was not slow at all. His right hand was next to Zuo Lingquan's right arm, and he moved to the side and followed the trend with a stick to the mountain, trying to hit Zuo Lingquan. In Lingquan's arms.

But as Song Chi said, Tang Hongqiang is fast and has heavy fists, but his martial arts attainments are really not high. Facing an ordinary person like Song Chi, Tang Hong could use his speed to make up for his shortcomings in martial arts attainments, but for Zuo Lingquan, who had a high level of cultivation, this method obviously didn't work.

The moment Tang Hong counterattacked with a counterattack, Zuo Lingquan saw through his tricks; he clasped Tang Hong's left arm with his backhand, and with the momentum of four or two strokes, he took advantage of the momentum to the side, and kicked his knee up at the same time with the momentum of thunder, hitting Tang Hong Hong's waist.

Just listen to a muffled sound of ‘bang——’.

The two people who had just brushed against each other were instantly separated.

Tang Hong was halfway hit by the mountain support, and turned into a hunched shrimp. His feet lifted off the ground, and he was knocked backwards by a knee.

The speed of both sides is too fast for ordinary people to see clearly. Even Song Chi can't see clearly.

The gray-haired Tang Tiejin saw everything clearly, with a bit of astonishment in his eyes, and his eyes were locked on Zuo Lingquan, as if he was looking for some clues.

"this……"

The others realized what happened belatedly, and only after Tang Hong was kicked out did they see what happened.

But the two people off the court moved so fast that they had no time to think.

Tang Hong was hit with a knee in the middle of the abdomen, and the moment he landed, he rushed back as fast as thunder.

Zuo Lingquan succeeded with one move and noticed that Tang Hong was extremely fast, but he did not feel any trace of True Qi flowing, so he had to continue.

He didn't wait for Tang Hong to get close, stamped his feet on the ground, and rushed to Tang Hong first.

Seeing Tang Hong's punch coming, Zuo Lingquan used Tang Hong's technique before, raised his hand to deflect the fist, and at the same time hit the mountain with a stick, knocking him into Tang Hong's arms.

Bang——

Tieshan has great power when leaning against the earthly world, and those who hit it will either be injured or disabled.

Not surprisingly, Tang Hong was knocked out again and let out a muffled groan.

The two punches were broken. Tang Hong knew that Zuo Lingquan's opponent was not Zuo Lingquan's opponent, so he fell to the weapon rack on the sidelines, raised his hand and swept out two eyebrow-level sticks, and stepped forward again with one.

This set of movements is smooth and smooth, and there is no sign of any disadvantage.

However, there were many experts present. When they saw Tang Hong being knocked away twice and changing weapons, they knew that Tang Hong had lost with his fists and kicks. Suddenly there was an exclamation under the eaves.

Zuo Lingquan caught the eyebrow-raising stick, raised his hand and shook it lightly while running, and the eyebrow-raising stick made a "pop--" sound, which was a marksmanship.

Zuo Lingquan's marksmanship is not as good as the swordsmanship that he has practiced for many years, but the 'Zhongping Sword' evolved from the 'Zhongping Spear', and his marksmanship level is also a little worse than the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

But Tang Hong was not the case. Bitan Villa was famous for his boxing skills. Tang Hong didn't even practice his boxing skills well. Needless to say, other weapons also took advantage of his strong body.

The two sides met each other in an instant.

The eyebrow-level stick in Tang Hong's hand shook slightly, and he raised his hand to strike hard.

Zuo Lingquan was too lazy to fight against an opponent who had nothing but speed, so he turned around and swept through all directions, hitting Tang Hong's lower body.

Tang Hong naturally lifted his feet off the ground and jumped back.

But the moment Zuo Lingquan's eyebrow-qi stick swept under Tang Hong, he kicked the stick with his right foot and kicked the eyebrow-qi stick towards Tang Hong's crotch.

Tang Hong pressed down with his eyebrow stick and tried to block it, but it was all in Zuo Lingquan's calculations. He took advantage of the opportunity and stabbed Tang Hong's waist and abdomen with a lightning-fast 'Zhongping Spear'.

Sa——

The speed of the eyebrow-qi stick suddenly increased, causing an explosion in the rain.

Tang Hong was led away by the routine from beginning to end, and he was unable to resist. Even if he forced himself to turn sideways, he would inevitably be stabbed in the side.

The eyebrow-leveling stick pierced Tang Hong's robe in the blink of an eye, grazing the skin and flesh, making a slight muffled sound of 'bang--'.

This muffled sound is obviously not the sound that a wooden stick should make when it rubs against flesh. It sounds more like the sound of a stick being stabbed on a tree trunk with too much force and the stick being bounced away.

Zuo Lingquan is very familiar with this sound - the fourth level monk of Linggu has a golden body that is impeccable and difficult to be scratched by ordinary swords. This is the sound and feel when he stabs it with a wooden stick without sharp angles.

There is no way to fake the Immaculate Golden Body. The Tang Hong in front of him is at least at the fourth level of Linggu!

After confirming that Tang Hong was a practitioner, Zuo Lingquan did not show any signs of abnormality and stabbed the air with his stick, trying to hit Tang Hong's side.

Tang Hong was so overwhelmed by Zuo Lingquan that he was confused. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan succeeded with the stick, he pursued the victory and showed some flaws. He seized the opportunity and stabbed Zuo Lingquan in the chest with the stick.

Zuo Lingquan feigned panic and hurriedly stopped and retreated, letting the stick stop just right on his chest, and the two sides came to an abrupt stop.

"Oh..."

The two of them moved too fast, and they could only exchange two or three moves. The famous celebrities who were watching under the eaves basically didn't see much clearly. When they saw that the two of them had finished the fight, they let out a burst of exclamation.

Seeing this scene, Tang Tiejin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but there was also a bit of suspicion in his eyes.

Tang Hong stood upright, with a piece of his clothes torn around his waist, and he blocked the gap with his left sleeve. He held the eyebrow-leveling stick in his right hand and pointed it at Zuo Lingquan's chest. Still feeling a little bit frightened, he said:

"Good work, young hero."

Zuo Lingquan simply threw away the stick and showed admiration:

"Tang Zhuangzhu is very skilled, I am convinced."

Tang Hong put away his eyebrow stick and said with a hearty smile:

"The young hero will become a great man in the future. I am afraid that in another two or three years, Tang's position as the leader of Zezhou will change hands."

Many people in the world saw that Tang Hong had lost half of his skills in boxing and kicking, and they exclaimed:

"Yes, it's a good thing that the young hero is from the capital city, otherwise my little Zezhou would be in trouble from now on."

Song Chi was a master of martial arts, and the physical limitations of an ordinary man prevented him from seeing clearly the details of the fight between the two sides. However, he felt that if Zuo Lingquan could suppress Tang Hong with fists and kicks, it would be impossible for him to lose to Tang Hong, who had little martial arts attainment, with sticks.

Song Chi thought about it secretly and realized that Zuo Lingquan was deliberately hiding his clumsiness, so he didn't say much and just took advantage of the situation and said:

"It seems we are still close, so let's call it a day. In two years, I will take my nephew to ask Master Tang for advice."

Tang Hong smiled and responded with a few words, and then returned to the hall with Zuo Lingquan. Because his clothes were wet from the sparring in the rain, he had to go down and change clothes. Zuo Lingquan was also taken to the guest room by his servants.

Jiang Yi looked at Lonely and followed Zuo Lingquan to the guest room of the villa. After the door was closed, she went in and asked softly:

"Did you lose the fight?"

Zuo Lingquan first made a shushing gesture, checked around the room for a moment, and after making sure no one was eavesdropping, he lowered his voice and said:

"Tang Hong is definitely a monk at the fourth level of Linggu and above, and he deliberately hid the traces of his practice. As for whether it is related to the skeletons in Dahuang Ridge, it is not clear."

Jiang Yi stood behind and helped take off Zuo Lingquan's robe, frowning and saying:

"When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. The distance is so close, it is impossible for the two things to be completely unrelated. What should we do now?"

Zuo Lingquan took off his pants: "First confirm the information, and then ask the Demon Detective Department for help and ask them to send someone to deal with it."

"Hmm... eh?"

Jiang Yi was seriously analyzing, when she suddenly saw Zuo Lingquan standing naked in front of her, she turned around quickly in shock, and said with some shame:

"what you do?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't blush at all, turned around, took the robe from Jiang Yi's hand, and said with a smile:

"Change, you ran in by yourself."

"You won't go behind the screen to change?"

"It's not like I haven't seen it."

"Who has seen it? I've never seen it."

"Then take a good look, do you want to touch it?"

"You... bah... pervert."

"hehe……"

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After the interlude, the conversation in the Bilian Hall turned to the discussion just now. Everyone spoke highly of Zuo Lingquan and Tang Hong's skills.

The lively scene lasted until the end of the dinner, and the guests dispersed one after another.

The guests from all parties came from a long distance, and it was impossible to leave after eating, and they all went to the guest room to rest under the leadership of the servant of the villa.

Song Chi's seniority was high, and Zuo Lingquan was in the limelight again, and was arranged by the Tang family alone in an elegant garden at the back of the villa.

Graceland is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the environment is very good, and will not be disturbed by others, but its purpose is obviously not as simple as entertaining distinguished guests.

After the owner of the villa Tang Hong sent the guests down to rest, he came to the ancestral hall behind the villa alone.

The ancestral hall is surrounded by willow forests, and the sound of running water can be faintly heard, but it is not very clear under the rain curtain, as if it is coming from underground.

Tang Tiejin, who was eighty years old, sat cross-legged alone on the futon in the ancestral hall. The drunkenness from the heavy drinking during the banquet had long dissipated. With clear eyes, he looked at the ancestral tablets and recalled the past.

Bitan Villa is an out-and-out Jianghu family, not a wealthy family. It is rooted in Qi'an County, Zezhou, and there are no monks from its ancestors.

In the first half of his life, Tang Tiejin was just a man in the world. He had heard about the affairs of the Immortal Family in the 'Nine Southern Sects', but the affairs of the people on the mountain had nothing to do with ordinary people like them, so he never paid much attention to them.

Tang Tiejin had been struggling in Zezhou for half his life, and finally gained some fame. He thought that like his ancestors, when he got old and retired from the world, his life would be over.

But what he didn't expect was that when he was forty years old, a young man came down from the mountain, and with just three punches and two kicks, he smashed the reputation he had accumulated for half his life.

Tang Tiejin was definitely not convinced, but Song Chi was young, but his fists were very old. From the day he saw it, he knew that it was hard to achieve in this life.

As a result, Tang Tiejin had a twisted mind - he wanted to go outside to find an expert outside the world, give him some advice, and let him get back the shame he lost.

This idea is ridiculous. If you are over six years old, ordinary small sects will not let you in, and large sects will not be able to find a place, let alone seek advice from experts.

But Tang Tiejin just found a way.

At that time, he ran to the capital to inquire around. He originally wanted to find the 'Iron Mansion', but he accidentally ran into the Falling Soul Abyss. He got lost and wandered around, accidentally fell into a hole, and found a pool.

The pool was bottomless, and there was a solitary black carp in it.

He was surprised, and wanted to fish it up to have a look, but he never thought that the carp would bite off a piece of flesh from his hand and swallow it whole. He was so angry that he took the knife to chop it, but the water froze before the knife fell. The ice blocked the knife and did not hurt the carp.

Tang Tiejin was not stupid. He knew that carp was a good thing, so he ran to get a few wild animals, lured them with flesh and blood, and then said good words to abduct them.

Carp could not understand the human language at that time, but understood what he meant.

After feeding for a while, the carp gradually stopped biting, and finally vomited a bead.

Tang Tiejin ate the beads and fell into a coma for an unknown period of time. When she woke up, her limbs and bones felt stronger than when she was twenty years old. The old wounds and dark wounds from previous years were gone, and she even showed "True Qi" Immortal Divine Ability.

As if Tang Tiejin had found a treasure, he swore on the spot that he would offer the carp as an ancestor from now on, then fished the carp up and brought it back to Zezhou.

Tang Tiejin was originally well-known, not a vicious person, but the carp was not satisfied with serving the carp with chicken, duck and fish meat, and only liked the first bite of human flesh.

At first, Tang Tiejin gritted his teeth and cut his own flesh to feed for a few days, but you can imagine how much perseverance it took to cut the flesh, and finally gave up.

Under the temptation of strength and immortality, Tang Tiejin had evil intentions for the first time, and went to the deep mountains and forests to kidnap a drug farmer who was digging for medicine.

From that day on, Tang Tiejin no longer had any scruples in doing things and fell into the devil's path.

This feeding lasted for forty years. Tang Tiejin had already forgotten how many people he had killed, and he was all focused on longevity, trying his best to please the carp, and begging for the orb that can temper the body tempering.

But carp will only spit out a single bead for many years. It grows bigger and bigger, and its food intake gradually increases. It becomes addicted to eating people. If chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep are fed for too long, they will go crazy and make noises.

Tang Tiejin and her son had to make the illusion that they were in the villa, and then go out in rotation to go to other states and counties to catch people in remote mountain villages as food, trying to feed one every month.

Tang Tiejin knows how powerful the people on the mountain are. As long as his actions are discovered, Myriad Tribulations must end forever; these things must not be known to outsiders, especially those who are practicing. Even if there is a slight possibility of exposure, it must be wiped out in advance , he can't afford to bet at all...

Tread Tread——

The sound of footsteps awakened the thoughtful Tang Tiejin.

Tang Hong walked into the ancestral hall, looked at the floor under his feet, and said:

"Dad, the young man Song Chi brought today doesn't look simple."

"Ordinary people, it's impossible to get to that point quickly, and I'm probably a person who is practicing. To be able to fight with you, the way is not low, but the age is very young, I am afraid there is a big backer behind it."

Tang Hong thought the same thing. He sat down on the futon next to him and asked:

"How to deal with it?"

Tang Tiejin hesitated for a moment and looked at the memorial tablet of his ancestors:

"He deliberately hid his cultivation to compete with you. I'm afraid he has begun to doubt us. If he doesn't keep silent, he will be discovered sooner or later."

"If he is killed, the backer behind him will be found..."

"Paper can't hold the fire. If you don't kill him and let him go, he will bring someone back sooner or later. After silence, we will take Ancestor Yu and leave immediately. As long as we can escape the Nine Sects' territory, we won't have to worry about it in the future."

"What about the villa?"

"This is how you practice a Tao. If you are a relative in this world, you and I should have let it go a long time ago."

Tang Hong nodded slightly, said no more, stood up and walked into the dim rain curtain outside the ancestral hall with Tang Tiejin...

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(end of this chapter)