The King of Special Warfare

When the early hours of the morning were approaching, what had been raining all day finally turned into heavy rain. Rolling thunder roared wantonly in the sky, and the wind picked up in Huating. The heavy rain became heavier and heavier, and finally turned into a very rare rainstorm in Huating.

The torrential rain engulfed the entire city. In the dim lights, the frenzied rain seemed to be the only sound in the entire city.

In the pouring rain, a white-haired Xuan Xuanzi was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, holding floating dust in one hand and holding an umbrella in the other, walking calmly on the road leading to the top of Dongshan Mountain.

Dongshan is known as the back garden of the entire Huating, with many mansions and scenic spots, so the road is extremely smooth, but it is raining and late at night, and the flat mountain road is still slippery. Xuanxuanzi walked very slowly, but his footsteps were extremely firm.

It was windy and rainy.

Wearing a blue Taoist robe and a black umbrella, he walked alone in the middle of the night when he was in a trance due to the heavy rain. His figure was like a black spot that didn't attract attention at all.

There are many mansions in Dongshan.

But Xuanxuanzi's direction is not leading to any mansion, but going straight to the top of the mountain.

The mountain road looks more and more deep in the heavy rain.

The top of the mountain seemed distant and cold.

Xuan Xuanzi walked forward unhurriedly, he was not walking fast, but his pace was consistent, and he never slowed down.

The top of the mountain was lit up with a faint and hazy light in the rainstorm.

The light group illuminated a small area of ​​ancient and solemn buildings.

Xuan Xuanzi's face that was always as calm as a rock looked a little weird in the night.

He knew what the building that light illuminated was.

That piece of buildings with a history of hundreds of years can be regarded as a holy place on the southeast coast for some people of faith.

Xuan Xuanzi also has faith.

But he believed in Sanqing, and Shanding...

It's a church.

The most famous Zhongshan Cathedral on the top of Dongshan Mountain.

The place illuminated by that group of light is the destination of Xuanxuanzi's trip.

Xuan Xuanzi got closer and closer.

The light flickered in the wind and rain, illuminating the bell tower of the church under the heavy rain.

Xuan Xuanzi stood calmly in front of the church.

European-style churches, immortal Taoist priests, black umbrellas under the rain, and light on the bell tower.

The pouring rain fell, the wind blew past, and in the night, this scene looked weird but harmonious.

Xuan Xuanzi took a deep breath, pushed open the half-hidden door, and walked in.

He placed the black umbrella at the door casually, and the water soaked a line of ground that had never been hit by rain.

There is very little space inside the church bell tower.

The cross is placed in the center of the bell tower.

The lights were on in the clock tower, illuminating everything inside clearly.

Xuan Xuanzi entered the church and the bell tower.

White dust hangs in his hand, and the Taoist robe is neat.

He stood in the bell tower, and the atmosphere became more and more weird.

But what's even weirder is that there is no Taoist priest in this Catholic church. In front of the cross, there is even a monk wearing a monk's robe standing absurdly.

The bald head, Buddha beads, monk clothes, all of these are even more conspicuous than Xuan Xuanzi's attire.

The two looked at each other across the cross, and the scene was extremely nondescript.

"After three years of farewell, the King of Heaven's demeanor remains the same as before. Congratulations."

The monk looked at Xuanxuanzi with a meaningful smile, and he didn't seem to have the tranquility of a monk.

Xuan Xuanzi suddenly raised his eyebrows.

king of heaven.

This is what the other party calls him, not Daoist. Even in terms of seniority, he is on the same level as the other party's master. In this situation, although Buddhism and Taoism are different, even if the other party calls him Master Xuan Xuanzi rise.

But the other party called him the king of heaven.

He is indeed the Heavenly King now, the thirteenth Heavenly King of the Reincarnation Palace that few people know.

"I am of the same generation as your master."

Xuan Xuanzi narrowed his eyes, his voice was indifferent.

"Master has gone, you are naturally no longer an elder, I call you the king, is it wrong?"

The monk's eyes were sharp, with a clearly visible aggressiveness.

"That's right."

Xuan Xuanzi was silent for a while, and then calmly said: "Are you true or true?"

He knew that Master Wuwei had two apprentices, and even met them more than once, but he had never seriously memorized the names of these two apprentices before.

"The poor monk is true."

The monk clasped his hands together and saluted.

"You came tonight to take revenge?"

Xuan Xuanzi's eyes were a little strange, with self-mockery: "Three years ago, I stabbed the floating dust into Wuwei's heart with my own hands. Did you come here to think about this cause and effect?"

"The King of Heaven misunderstood."

Ruzhen insisted on addressing Xuan Xuanzi, smiling, impeccable.

Xuan Xuanzi smiled and looked at the rain outside the window of the bell tower.

The winter mountains under the rain are full of vitality.

He squinted his eyes and said softly, "How do you know my contact information?"

"I can contact the military division."

Ruzhen said indifferently: "You are the heavenly king of reincarnation now, if I can contact the military advisor, I will naturally find you."

Xuan Xuanzi snorted, and said casually, "Who is the military advisor?"

As expected, it is also reasonable to be silent.

Xuan Xuanzi's tone was indifferent: "If you don't believe me, why bother looking for me?"

"The Heavenly King owes me a karma in Qingyun Temple."

Ruzhen's tone also became cold.

Three years ago, Xuan Xuanzi went to Qingyun Temple to visit Master Wuwei, and directly stabbed the floating dust in his hand into Master Wuwei's heart.

Master Wuwei's death was to fulfill Li Tianlan.

But Xuan Xuanzi's actions at the beginning can be regarded as the cause of a series of events.

"After all, don't you want revenge?"

Xuan Xuanzi smiled sarcastically.

"If you want revenge, you won't be able to live now."

Ruzhen said unceremoniously: "I'm looking for the Heavenly King today, and I just want the Heavenly King to return me a piece of karma in Qingyun Temple."

"Speak straight."

Xuan Xuanzi said expressionlessly.

Ruzhen hesitated for a while, and calmly said: "Please trouble the Heavenly King to continue the life of one person."

"who?"

Xuan Xuanzi asked.

"Qin Weibai. My little junior sister, your current boss."

Tell the truth.

"She will die?"

Xuanxuanzi suddenly raised his voice. The reason why he joined the Palace of Reincarnation was because Qin Weibai promised him that he would set his daughter free when Kunlun City was destroyed in the future, but now Qin Weibai will die?

Xuan Xuanzi was suddenly a little angry, he didn't know what he was angry about.

"If the king of heaven is willing to make a move, he will not die."

Ruzhen said quietly.

Xuan Xuanzi laughed back in anger, he snorted heavily, and said in a dark tone: "I can't even see her destiny, how to do it? Will you teach me?"

Ruzhen was silent.

Facing Xuanxuanzi's cold gaze, he slowly took out a Buddhist bead.

"This bead is named Substitute Death."

Ruzhen calmly said: "With it, the king of heaven can make a move."

Death!

When she was in Lin'an, Ruzhen also gave Qin Weibai a Buddhist bead, and told her that it was called "surrogate death".

But there is no doubt that this one is the real scapegoat.

And the one he gave to Qin Weibai was called Chenyuan.

Ruzhen doesn't even need to guess anything, he can be completely sure that the fate of the world at this time is already in Li Tianlan's body.

Qin Weibai thought it was an opportunity to die for him. With how much she cherished and valued Li Tianlan, how could she be willing to use such a precious opportunity by herself? It must be handed over to Li Tianlan.

Qin Weibai's fate can only be guaranteed to be immortal if the fate is on Li Tianlan's body. In this way, it is possible to use the real death pearl to continue Qin Weibai's life.

"Die for..."

Xuan Xuanzi muttered to himself, his eyes fixed: "Could it be that senior's relic?"

"It is the relic of the master."

Ruzhen nodded, and handed the Buddhist beads to Xuanxuanzi.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a thing."

Xuanxuanzi sighed in disbelief, and then said with some doubts: "With this thing, Wuwei would never have died in the first place, why..."

"Master said three years ago that he can not die, but he cannot die."

Ruzhen's eyes finally showed a trace of sadness. Master Wuwei may be the only one who knows Qin Weibai's origin, and it is because of this that he sees the way ahead. Chen Yuan, calmly, seemed to have arranged everything for today.

He can not die because of the death pearl.

And he had to die, in addition to fulfilling Li Tianlan, it was more to leave Qin Weibai with the last sliver of life.

"Another fool who asked for death."

Xuan Xuanzi thought of Master Wuwei, and muttered something to himself.

Ruzhen didn't speak.

"Is it worth it?"

Xuan Xuanzi asked: "Is it worth it for an adopted daughter who is not his own daughter?"

Ruzhen looked silent.

"What is Qin Weibai's background?"

Xuan Xuanzi looked at Ruzhen: "Wuwei erased all the traces for her, as for her life experience, she also hid it very well. The Wang family of Beihai checked it, Kunlun City checked it, Zhongzhou checked it, but found nothing, do you know ?”

"It's from a small mountain village in the southwest."

Xuan Xuanzi said flatly, "When Master met my junior sister, I was there. That year, there was a heavy snowstorm in the southwest, and my junior sister fell into the snow. She looked like six or seven years old, covered in blood. , both internal and external injuries are fatal, but her consciousness is very clear, when we found her, she also found us."

He paused for a moment, and said strangely: "It's just... just looking at it like that. You can't imagine her injuries at that time. Her internal organs were all severely injured, and her whole body seemed to be crushed by life, and her muscles were torn. The person who killed her seemed to use the cruelest means to torture her, and then threw her in the snow to freeze her to death. But with that kind of injury and that kind of situation, she didn't have any fear or pain. When we found her, she just looked at us, very calm, and she could even be said to be examining us."

He shook his head in disbelief: "Later, the master took the little junior sister back and took care of her for more than a year before she slowly recovered."

"That's it, you still tell me that she is from a small mountain village in the southwest?"

Xuan Xuanzi asked.

"We are indeed the little junior sister who was picked up in a certain mountainous area in the southwest. I don't know her life experience, only the master and the junior junior sister know."

Ruzhen shook his head: "But it doesn't matter, you don't need to know this to save her life."

"Extend her life..."

Xuan Xuanzi's tone was complicated: "What if I don't agree?"

Ruzhen did not answer this question, but said calmly: "This place is very important in the information of the Palace of Reincarnation. It is said that there are several private priests who are hidden chessmen in Kunlun City? This place is good, and there are all rich people around. Maybe some secrets will be revealed when someone prays, even if there are no secrets, it is a good place to establish a stronghold here."

Ruzhen looked at the discolored Xuanxuanzi, and slowly said: "I asked you to meet, and you asked me to wait for you here, I'm afraid you didn't just want to see me, did you? I heard that Gu Xingyun brought his daughter and Gu Qianchuan to Huating gone?"

Xuan Xuanzi's face completely darkened.

"I won't do anything. If you don't agree, I won't leave. It's you who will end up badly, and it has nothing to do with me. If you die, you have paid off your karma."

Ruzhen smiled a little coldly: "But the question is, as the only remaining master of metaphysics in Central Continent, are you willing to die?"

Xuan Xuanzi's lips trembled violently.

Of course he couldn't bear to die.

Not for the so-called status and fame, but for her daughter and granddaughter.

"Even if I am willing to make a move, today is too late, there is not enough time."

Xuan Xuanzi took a deep breath, and tightly held the surrogate bead in his hand.

"Time is enough."

Ruzhen calmly said: "Just right."

"not enough time!"

Xuanxuanzi was a little irritable: "Replacing the dead pearl also requires someone to die for it. Where is the candidate? For Qin Weibai's surrogate death, it must be someone who has something to do with her. If the other party is not here, then other arrangements are needed , the time simply doesn't..."

"No other arrangements are needed."

Ruzhen said softly.

All Xuan Xuanzi's words stopped suddenly.

He looked straight at Ruzhen.

Ruzhen laughed: "She is my little junior sister, so I have something to do with her, right?"

When he was in Lin'an, Qin Weibai asked him about his future plans.

He said everything is up to fate.

Tonight, in the bell tower of this church, this is his fate.

Only then did Xuanxuanzi understand why Ruzhen, who had already left the world, was so out of the world tonight.

Ruzhen sat down on the ground slowly.

"I have nothing to worry about."

He said, "Come on, I'll serve Master sooner."

The violent wind and rain outside the clock tower did not stop at all.

There was a flame in the bell tower.

The fire flickered and flickered, on and off.

Time passed slowly.

Lights are lit on the mountain road in the torrential rain of Dongshan.

A row of Mercedes-Benz convoy passed through the torrential rain at night and slowly stopped in front of the church.

Gu Xingyun got out of the car alone, looked up at the light of the bell tower, then turned to look at the girl who got off from another car.

"You come up with me."

Gu Xingyun glanced at the girl and said calmly.

The lights in the bell tower seemed to be dimmed.

Xuan Xuanzi sat alone in the bell tower, his face pale.

The scapegoat in his hand has completely disappeared.

if true.

Also disappeared.

There are only some participating dusts floating in the air, and finally fall to the ground, blown by the wind outside the window, without a trace.

Xuan Xuanzi, do nothing.

In addition, Ruzhen, a truly eminent monk who had attained the Tao, finally used a substitute to die, in exchange for a trace of Qin Weibai's destiny.

"Another idiot."

Xuan Xuanzi said softly.

Footsteps sounded outside the clock tower.

The attic door was pushed open.

Gu Xingyun's figure appeared at the door.

Behind him followed a young girl about twenty years old.

A poetic and picturesque girl with an alluring posture.

The girl was tall and slender, with an exquisite and soft face. She was wearing a light green dress with bright eyes and beautiful long hair. Every move she made was full of youthful agility and charm.

She was very well-behaved and gentle, she stood there casually, but for a moment she seemed to suppress the light, and there was a faint charm that ravished her soul.

Gu Xingyun stared at the girl, the corners of his mouth trembling, tears streaming down his face before he knew it.

"Qingcheng, this is grandpa."

Gu Xingyun looked at Xuanxuanzi and said calmly.

The girl's beautiful eyebrows moved imperceptibly. She didn't call grandpa, but said softly in a reserved tone that was neither cold nor enthusiastic: "Master Dao, I am Li Qingcheng."