"Ahem"
Zhu Baifeng was lying a few dozen meters in front of his own cave. The height he fell from the sky was not very high, and as a cultivator with strong vitality, he would not die from the fall.
But this is not a good thing.
Especially in his current situation, half of his body below the shoulders was shattered by the rain of spirit-attached bullets, and his calves were smashed more than ten meters away.
The blood and flesh that fell from the sky made the whole area look like a slaughterhouse.
It smells sickeningly of death.
Severe cough.
The body is like a broken bag.
There was no way to stop the life force from slipping away like a waterfall. He was only in the Qi training stage. His soul was nurtured and strengthened, but it had not yet grown into a primordial spirit that could exist apart from the body.
Naturally, there is no question of the soul escaping and seeking secret methods to reshape the blood and bones.
For a low-level monk like him, if he died here, he would really die.
No matter how many years you have practiced hard, your soul will eventually dissipate between heaven and earth.
Fall into the underworld and be reincarnated.
Zhu Baifeng's eyes were full of resentment.
Not only did he resent the attacker for picking his day to attack him, he also resented the injustice of the world. He didn't even know who was attacking him.
Why attack him?
He has been practicing in Fengming Country for decades. He cannot be said to be kind to others, but he has definitely never done anything evil like killing people or robbing treasures.
Why?
"you……"
Zhu Baifeng, who was lying there waiting to die, turned his head with difficulty.
He saw the attacker wearing a strange black tights and a hood, walking towards him holding the cold and gloomy M107 black heavy sniper.
As for the heavy machine gun, Heishui had put it into his storage ring.
Uh, not mine.
This ring already belongs to the shopkeeper Liu Laosi.
This time I lent it to him.
You have to pay it back later.
But it doesn't matter.
Heishui strode over, ignoring the bloodstains, reached out and picked up Zhu Baifeng's broken left hand from the ground, and then took out the blood-stained ring from the bloody mess.
It is only natural for him, the eldest disciple, to inherit the legacy left by his master who died unexpectedly.
“Who the hell are you!”
The casual cultivator lying on the ground saw the entire scene, but he no longer had the energy to be angry. He asked with a difficult tone while watching the man in black walking towards him.
step.
Two steps.
There was a ruthless hint of counterattack in Zhu Baifeng's eyes. When he fell just now, he used his last breath to activate the spiritual fire formation in the cave.
If he takes two more steps forward, spiritual fire will erupt from the ground and burn him to death!
but……
"Alas, I have lived in this shabby place for almost thirteen years.
When you first set up this spiritual fire array, I helped you dig the eye of the array. I also knew that as a casual cultivator, you were very stingy.
We have limited resources.
Therefore, there is only this one killing spirit formation surrounding this cave.
Master.
I'm not as stupid as you think."
The black water stopped in front of the killing point of the spiritual formation.
He reached out and took off his hood, revealing his desolate face and shaved head. Without the hair covering it, the silver-white iron piece above the ear was so conspicuous.
The blue light was dancing on it, representing Heishui's current complex psychological activities.
Zhu Baifeng finally saw his face clearly.
A very wonderful expression suddenly appeared in those dying eyes. His lips were trembling, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end it could only turn into a sigh.
"You were the one who caused the Fengshan incident. Is it wrong for me to punish you?"
He whispered:
"You and I have a master-disciple relationship after all... Why do you have to do this?"
"No, I never blamed you for what happened at Fengshan, Master."
Heishui squatted down and said to Zhu Baifeng:
"I was young and hot-tempered, I did something wrong, and was seduced by a villain, I can't blame anyone else.
At the beginning, I was thinking about asking for your forgiveness.
But then I realized that this would have happened regardless of whether I had done anything wrong or not, regardless of how .
You don't consider me as your disciple.
You are just fulfilling the promise you made to my parents.
Back then, my parents spent all their wealth to help you when you were injured, and bought you elixirs to stabilize your realm.
So you accepted me as your disciple, introduced me to cultivation, gave me a set of introductory chapters of the Wind Chasing Spirit Technique, and then let me go out to travel and do odd jobs for nearby sects.
I'll give you some of the money I earn.
Whenever I have questions or doubts, I go to my friends for answers.
I broke through the Qi training stage by myself.
But you never gave me any guidance, let alone any elixirs as rewards, and the same goes for my younger brothers and sisters who are not very worldly-wise.
It’s funny that when Master Ma invited me to Sanque Mountain, I still wanted to be loyal to you and declined the invitation.
I feel that as the eldest senior brother, I should at least set a good example for my junior brothers and sisters.
I feel that even though I am a lowly casual cultivator, I must have the backbone I need and not let the cultivators from other sects look down on me."
Heishui said here.
I seemed to be amused myself.
He laughed so hard that he fell backwards. After a few breaths, he looked down at Zhu Baifeng who was already speechless and said:
“I really regarded you as my master, worked hard for you without complaint, and looked forward to you teaching me more powerful magic, but it was not until the time at Fengshan that I realized.
I will never have the chance to learn the complete Wind Chasing Spirit Technique.
Because you didn't think of teaching it to me at the beginning, my junior brothers and sisters were just like me and only learned the basics.
It’s not because they are unqualified, it’s because the only person you think about is yourself.
You just treat us as servants to make money for you.
You are just taking advantage of us!
never mind.
I don't need those anymore.
I found a new job and my boss is nice to me.
Look, Master.
This is the power you've been wanting until you're going crazy."
Heishui raised his finger, and the blood around it turned into water droplets, which wrapped around his finger, looking extremely evil, yet with a kind of mysterious beauty.
He showed off his newfound magical powers openly.
Said to Zhu Baifeng who was staring at me with wide eyes:
"What you've always wanted is just my entry allowance. My boss said something very good: even if you have to work hard, you have to choose a customer who can afford the price.
My life.
It’s not as cheap as you think.”
He stood up and looked up at the sky.
There was a spiritual bird flying towards this side. Heishui smiled and pointed the muzzle of the domineering gun in his hand at Zhu Baifeng's head.
explain:
"I don't really want to tell you so much. It's because they came too slowly. Master, killing you is my first job. My boss told me to use a bullet and give it to you.
Consider this my exit document to you.
I have served you for thirteen years. I think I have already repaid your kindness in leading me into spiritual practice under your endless oppression, but I must also repay the remaining resentment.
Learn from your mistakes and be a good person in your next life, Master.
Stop thinking about taking advantage of others for free."
"stop!"
The scolding of Sanquezi Ma Tishu rang out from the sky, with an urgency to save people. The shouts of several other monks also echoed in the sound of the surging water in Luojiaojian.
But Blackwater didn't care.
He seemed not to hear it and pulled the trigger expressionlessly.
"Bang"
A bullet engraved with several layers of spiritual power flew out from the muzzle, passed through Zhu Baifeng's soft eyes and shot into his brain. As the spiritual gathering blasting effect was activated, there was a low explosion.
All that was left was a miserable headless corpse.
This scene made Ma Tishu's scolding, which had just leaped down from the spirit bird, choke in his throat.
This also made the other monks who came to watch the ceremony look at each other in bewilderment.
"Big Brother!"
The girl who came with Ma Tishu and had previously delivered the invitation to Sanque Mountain was also one of Zhu Baifeng's disciples. She saw her master's body at a glance.
He turned pale with fright.
But then, he saw the face of the eldest senior brother who had been fired by the master not long ago, and his big round bald head.
The tragic scene before them made the girl and several other junior brothers and sisters dare not step forward.
She could only stand there, calling out her senior brother's name in vain.
It's a pity she didn't know.
The eldest senior brother who was very kind to her has lost that name.
"I am Zhu Baifeng's eldest disciple."
Heishui didn't look at his fellow junior brothers and sisters.
He put his gun on his back, bowed politely to Marty and said:
"I had a conflict with my master. This is an internal feud within the sect. Please don't mind it and don't interfere."
"I recognize you."
The three-bird Ma Tishu held the whisk and said sternly:
"You were a promising young man before, and I even thought about bringing you into my Sanque Mountain. Why did you commit the evil act of killing your master? Do you know?
Once this matter gets out, you, young man, will have nowhere to go in the surrounding area for thousands of miles!"
"It's okay, I have this."
Heishui patted the gun hanging on his shoulder and said calmly:
"I can find a way out for myself, so you don't need to worry about it. Xiao Yin'er, I know there is no one left in your family. Master is dead, and you have nowhere to go.
Do you want to go with me, brother?"
He said to his junior sister who was standing next to Ma Tishu:
"My senior brother has found a very good job. If you follow me, I can make money for you to continue your practice. As for you guys, I will take care of you on a daily basis.
You all know how Zhu Baifeng treats you.
Will you guys come with me too?"
The girl named Xiao Yin'er looked at her master's body, then looked at her senior brother's hand stretched out to her. There was blood on the glove.
She turned around with a pale face and looked at the other fellow students.
They all kept their heads down.
"Don't go!"
Ma Tishu waved the whisk in his hand to block the girl. He said in a serious tone:
"Your senior brother has committed the act of killing our master, and his reputation has been ruined. No one except the evil sect will accept him. If you follow him, your bright future will be over.
I have some friendship with your master, so I can accept you into my Sanque Mountain to continue your training."
"Thank you, Senior Ma, for your mercy."
Without much hesitation, the junior sister lowered her head and said:
“Please, Senior Ma, take good care of my fellow apprentices. They are still young, and I…I followed you, and you have taken care of me all these years.
I believe him. ”
After saying this, Heishui, who had already turned around, clenched his fists suddenly.
He had no hope at first.
But now, hope appeared before him.
"Xiao Yin'er."
He tried hard to control his emotions, and imitated Instructor Su's cold tone, and said to the junior sister who followed him:
“Go search the cave, collect the lightning stones and the formation diagram, and use them to exchange for you… ahem, we’ll talk about this later.
Let's go.
Follow me from now on."
Heishui held his junior sister's cold and trembling hand. He glanced at Zhu Baifeng's body again and said in a deep voice, just as he promised:
"Senior Brother will definitely help you carve out a bright future."
——
"Jiang Xia! Stop pretending to be dead! Speak!"
Matishu's voice rang out from the communication stone, and with a burst of anger, he asked:
"The gun that killed Zhu Baifeng...was it you who gave it to him? If you dared to give him the gun, why don't you dare to speak?"
"Oh my, why is Sect Leader Ma so angry today?"
Jiang Xia lay on Liu Hui's broad back, being carried by the silly monster who had revealed his true form, back to the county town. He held the communication stone in his hand and said slowly:
"What Zhu Baifeng? Who is that? What gun? Why can't I understand what you are saying?"
"Don't pretend!"
San Quezi was in a bad mood, and with a sense of unknown fear, he gritted his teeth and said:
"In the thousand-mile territory of Fengming Country, you are the only one who uses that kind of weapon. Do you know what that person did with the magic weapon you made?"
"I don't know, and I don't care. I'm just a knife seller. Someone used my knife to kill someone. Master, why don't you blame the murderer? Instead, why do you blame me, the knife seller?
"Could it be that you also have some contempt for Zhu Baifeng in your heart? Or even think that the death of a cultivator like him is not a bad thing?"
Jiang Xia closed his eyes and said casually:
"Also, Master Ma is also interested in the new firearm magic weapon I made? It's very powerful , right? I guess that thing scared you?"
"Hehe, don't worry.
In a few days, I will hold a market in Fengshan, where this new type of weapon will be for sale. Your fancy magic weapons are good, but I have better ones.
Fellow Taoist, you have seen it with your own eyes, so there is no need for me to brag about it.
Don't you consider buying a few self-defense weapons for your disciples?"
"It was you who did it!"
Marty's voice became hoarse, and he said:
“Why bother?
Zhu Baifeng is a bit stingy and mean, he exploits his disciples, and his reputation in the local area is not very good, but at least he has no grudges against you, and he killed a cultivator who was about to break through to the realm of truth...
Is it just to show off the new magical instrument I developed for you?"
"No, it's not, fellow Taoist."
Jiang Xia flicked a cigarette for himself and replied to the message stone:
"I just..."
"I just simply hate freeloaders. I spent so much money to buy something comfortable, I think it's worth it. I look forward to seeing you at Fengshan Market in seven days."
Lao Jiang handsomely withdrew his spiritual energy, quieting the communication stone. Just as he was about to light a cigarette, he felt a jolt under him and the angry voice of the silly monster.
“I’ve told you several times, boss, don’t play with fire with me.
If you burn the newly grown hair again, I will eat you in one bite. Boss, you have consumed so many Spirit Gathering Pills, isn’t your spiritual energy sufficient yet?
When will the breakthrough happen?"
“Soon.”
Jiang Xia sat up and felt the spiritual power vibrating in his body. He said:
"It should be within these few days."
"Then you should eat less Soul Gathering Pills, Boss."
Liu Hui ran quickly while reminding seriously:
“This is your first time, and you don’t have much experience.
If you don’t know whether it will take a long time, don’t have any skills, and don’t know the right timing, don’t just keep working hard. Pay attention to the rhythm and frequency, take it slow, and slowly experience the feeling.
Also, the amount of spiritual energy in your body is large but a bit weak. If you can't control the strength, it will easily trigger a thunder tribulation...
Hey, I'm talking, can you hear me?
What's with that look on your face?
Well?
Did I say something wrong?