I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Neither dare to leave nor dare to look.

He was afraid that an unnecessary movement would attract Zhang Sijing's attention.

"I'm here to help you become a good person."

As soon as Zhang Sijing turned around, he found that there was an extra hand on his shoulder. The strength of this hand was frightening, and it forced him to turn his body back again.

Benevolence to others?

Zhang Sijing thought he heard wrongly, with a look of astonishment on his face. Even the guards who were beating people next to them stopped and turned their heads to look at Du Ping'an. Other diners also heard Du Pingan's voice, and several diners who were grilling rice spat out the rice in their mouths on the spot.

Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? !

Mr. Zhang is the son of the ‘Great Heavenly King’ and is destined to be the second generation to inherit the family business in the future. To say that he is evil is to say that he is evil. Slandering the Great King will cost you your head.

"I want to create a theory called the Path of All Goodness. I feel that the bad karma on your body is very heavy and needs to be rectified."

Du Pingan expressed his thoughts.

This is the sixth level practice method he recently figured out. The one-on-one method of saving people is too slow. It can still be used when he is at a low level. Now that he has reached this level, the old method is destined to be eliminated, and he needs to find a new 'method of saving people'.

"Damn it, where did this lunatic come from!"

Zhang Sijing cursed with an unhappy look on his face. If the other person is a normal person, he will definitely ask his subordinates to teach him how to behave, but if he is a lunatic, he will not bother to care about him. It is meaningless to bully such a person.

He simply ignored this person and continued to call on his guards to beat up the scholars.

He had always beaten to death those who dared to slander his father. His father taught him this. In troubled times, you have to be ruthless and establish your authority! Only when others are afraid and intimidated can their father and son achieve great things.

Zhang Sijing called his guards and reached out to grab the young lady next to him.

He fell in love with this little lady as soon as she came in. Xiaojiabiyu, she looked like she had read a book. This kind of girl tasted the best, even better than the top brand in Cuihonglou.

Just when his palm was about to touch the little lady, the back of his neck suddenly tightened.

A huge force hit him from behind, and then he felt a spin, his whole body flew into the air, and he was thrown to the ground hard. A foot occupied his sight, then grew larger and larger, and finally stepped hard on his face.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and the wooden floor of the inn exploded instantly.

Zhang Sijing let out a scream on the spot. Before he could recover, he saw the man's right hand open, and five fingers pinching his head like an iron hoop, lifting the man up. Then there was another sway, and one hand hit the mahogany pillar next to it.

The sawdust exploded, and half of Zhang Sijing's head was knocked into it.

"The first step in starting school is to preach scriptures and Taoism. As the first evil person I save, you are destined to be a banner figure in the future."

Du Ping'an carried this person and spoke with a calm face about the 'Path of All Kindness' that he had figured out not long ago. Sensing the power fed back by the life demon, Du Ping'an raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He knew that he had taken the right step, and the power fed back by the life demon had increased again.

Talk about the start of school?

Everyone living in Donghuang City has seen many great Confucian scholars. But this was the first time they had seen this method of 'speaking immediately' before them, and they felt like their eyes were in darkness.

"Save me, save me quickly."

Zhang Sijing screamed for help. He no longer thought about the little lady, he just wanted to tear the madman in front of him into pieces.

"Let go of the young master!"

Only then did the guards react and immediately rushed towards Du Ping'an. It's a pity that Du Ping'an is so powerful. He has cultivated to the fifth level of Du Ren Jing. To these people, he is a great master in the late stage of Xiantian.

With just three punches and two kicks, these guards lay on the ground.

Bang! !

Putting down the guard beside him, Du Ping'an grabbed Zhang Sijing again and slammed it towards the pillar. There was only a "bang" sound, the thick mahogany pillar was broken in the middle, the pavilion above shook, and a lot of dust fell.

Looking at Zhang Sijing again, his face was covered with splinters of sawdust, which was too miserable to look at.

"Ah!! Kill them all for me. Whoever kills this madman, I will ask my father to make him a general."

Zhang Sijing, who was vomiting blood, shouted wildly.

This madman was so cruel. If he hadn't learned some external skills, he would have died from just these few blows.

Du Pingan was not very happy.

He didn't expect that the person he chose to be the leader was so stupid that he couldn't understand his "Path of All Goods". So he grabbed Zhang Sijing, dragged him to the wall like a dead dog, and bumped him against the wooden wall.

Bang bang bang.

Dozens of hits in a row knocked out a big hole in the wall. Everyone who originally wanted to come over to set up a relationship didn't dare to get close when they saw this scene, and they all hid far away. A few quick-thinking charlatans escaped from the restaurant and headed towards the palace of the Great Heavenly King, apparently to spread the word.

"Have you sensed any good karma?"

Du Pingan carried Zhang Sijing, whose face was covered with blood, and asked seriously.

"I understand, I understand!"

Zhang Sijing spoke hurriedly, he was afraid that this madman would continue to hit him and kill him here.

There is no need to worry about running out of firewood to keep the green hills. As long as he waits for rescue, he will pay back ten times the humiliation he suffered.

The few scholars who had been beaten up by Zhang Sijing's guards by the window looked at the scene in front of them with dull eyes. Except for Cousin Guo, whose leg was broken, everyone else subconsciously shrank back.

Too brutal.

This kind of person actually said that he wanted to ‘open schools and establish lectures’!

From the beginning to the end of this 'doctrine', which part is said to be 'speaking'?

"How many of you are willing to join me on the path of charity, and work together to save people and do good?"

Du Ping'an, who had successfully converted a person into a human being, was very satisfied, and he looked at the scholars next to him. Although these people have no martial arts skills, they can write. In the future, if the "Path of All Kindness" will be carried forward, these people will be needed to help him write books and establish preaching.

As the leader of the sect, he cannot do everything himself, and he also needs to recruit some disciples.

"willing."

A timid voice sounded, it was the little girl pouring wine who had been coerced by Zhang Sijing before. Unlike several scholars, in the eyes of this little girl, Du Ping'an was the hero who brought her out of the pit of fire. The 'school' founded by this kind of person must be decent.

"Girl, you are very enlightened. From now on, you will be the senior sister of all good deeds."

Du Ping'an was all smiles.

Sure enough, he was going to establish a school of thought. This was just the first step and he had already converted a group of people. When the "Path of Good Deeds" spreads out in the future, he will no longer have to run around the world like before. He can just lie at home and his good karma will continue to grow.

"What about you?"

"We would like that too."

After several readers looked at each other, they made their choices at the same time.

Saving your life is the most important thing, other things can be put off later.

"From now on, you will be the Twelve Sages under my sect!" Sensing the feedback from the fate demon, Du Ping'an felt proud.

Wow.

There was a sudden noise outside.

Everyone looked out the window and saw a middle-aged man wearing armor, riding a fiery red horse, blocking the door of the inn. Behind him were a group of soldiers wearing armor and carrying knives. These people, from three levels inside and three outside, completely surrounded the inn.

Behind them, there were seven or eight people in different clothes.

The aura of these people is very strong, and at first glance they are first-rate masters who have accomplished internal skills.

"Let go of my son. We can discuss how much money we need."

Zhang Sanhe saw at a glance the only son in the inn who was covered in blood and flesh, and the assailant whose clothes were stained with blood next to him. He was so frightened that he immediately waved his hand to stop the soldiers behind him, as well as several guest officials who were about to rush forward to save people.

"Every time a great Confucian lectures, people will come to discuss Taoism and argue about doctrines. This is a necessary process. You don't have to be afraid."

Du Ping'an walked to the window, looked at the dark crowd outside, and explained to the disciples under his sect.

The people behind him twitched their mouths when they saw this.

What kind of scholar are you? The gangsters are pretty much the same.

I don’t know who I learned it from.

"Dad, save me."

Zhang Sijing couldn't help but shed tears when he saw his father. I went out fine in the morning, but now I was beaten like this within a few hours. The most important thing is that this madman has extremely high martial arts skills. With so many of his guards working together, they are no match for this person.

Bang!

Du Ping'an picked it up and smashed it.

"Good karma! How come you forgot the good karma that my teacher just taught you in the blink of an eye?" Du Ping'an, who grew more and more angry as he thought about it, raised his hand and smashed it twice more.

"Teacher, I understand, I really understand."

Zhang Sijing vomited blood and begged for mercy.

Zhang Sanhe, who was outside the inn, looked at it with eyes wide open. He no longer cared about safety, and immediately said to the worshipers behind him.

"Please, gentlemen, please save my son."

Several strangers in strange clothes raised their hands and responded, then flew up and flew into the inn one by one as light as a swallow.

Bang!

The first guest who flew over had not yet stood still when he saw a hand slapping the door against his face. He instinctively raised his hand and used his inner strength to face it. There was only a "bang" sound, and the person flew out like a cannonball. His back hit the street hard. After his legs twitched twice, a mouthful of blood came out, and then there was no movement.

Dead?

"He is an innate master!!"

When several other Jianghu people saw this, they were so frightened that no one dared to come forward.

Du Ping'an did not pursue him. After casually beating one person to death, the effect of his 'lecture' was achieved. I believe these people would not dare to refute him later.

The doctrine of the Way of All Goods has been established.

"Is there anything else you want to discuss?"

Du Pingan looked around and asked.

Discussing scriptures?

Everyone who heard the sound was confused, and Zhang Sanhe was not so anxious. He couldn't afford to offend an expert who could kill Mr. Da with one blow.

‘Could he be a madman who has gone crazy? ’

An idea flashed through everyone's mind.

"Since no one objects, my school of good deeds can be regarded as established. For the imperial examinations in Donghuang City from now on, you must join my good deeds."

Du Ping'an retracted his hand with satisfaction, and then carried the semi-conscious Zhang Sijing back to the backyard openly.

The people gathered outside the inn were silent for a while.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

A guest came up and asked cautiously.

"Go back first, and when Master Lin Dong comes, we will visit this person again." Zhang Sanhe glanced at the direction where Du Ping'an disappeared unwillingly, turned his horse and returned to the mansion.

An innate master is powerful enough to influence the battlefield. When Du Ping'an revealed his strength in the innate realm, his identity and status had become completely different.

At this moment, Zhang Sanhe is already thinking about how to win him over. (End of this chapter)