Volume 3: The Secret of the Door Chapter 83 Nuclear Peace and Fairness!
Goethe had expected to contact Zhao Shan.
It would be a surprise if we couldn't get in touch.
After all, the other party's purpose is quite clear.
Goethe's "meeting" with the other party was through video. Goethe was in the boxing gym, while the other party was in an antique room with incense burners and tea bowls at hand.
There is a thick cloud of smoke in the incense burner.
The tea bowl is filled with the fragrance of tea.
Goethe didn't know much about architecture, but he could tell at a glance that this room was "noble".
It is very consistent with the other person's identity.
"I didn't expect that we would meet like this. A hundred years ago, this would have been unthinkable."
Zhao Shan said with a smile while holding the tea bowl.
The other person has an innocent face and sincere eyes, which makes people feel good about him.
Goethe smiled.
"yes."
There was no anger, confusion, or murderous intent; Goethe's attitude was as if he had seen a good friend and was ready to chat.
That feeling is like a spring breeze.
But Zhao Shan's hand holding the tea bowl paused.
A barely noticeable meal.
After putting down the tea bowl, he looked up and looked at Goethe carefully.
"The thirteenth level of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Shocking Soul Technique, Heaven and Man Have No Form?"
There was doubt in his words, but in fact he was extremely sure. Zhao Shan tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and then sighed, "Terrible talent. In such a short time, you have practiced the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Shocking Soul Technique to the highest level. It's really terrifying. You are worthy of being the descendant of Zhao Jingjue. But why are you the only outstanding one among his descendants?"
"Is it because you discovered the secret of bloodline?"
"Or is it because you are really gifted?"
The other person spoke one sentence after another.
There was one sentence that almost guessed the key.
But Goethe remained calm.
"It should be luck, right?"
"Just like you, the dynasty fell, and you should have died in the capital with your people, but you escaped. Since the Gaoping Mausoleum, such things have rarely been seen."
After Goethe made this modest remark, he asked a question in return.
Zhao Shan nodded immediately.
"Well, luck."
"No one would have noticed 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 was blocked and the palace was on fire. The flames shot up into the sky and burned for three days and three nights... Hiss, now that I think about it, I still feel uneasy. It was really scary, scary."
Zhao Shan nodded and picked up the teacup.
"To your luck."
"Well, to your luck."
Goethe also picked up the teacup.
Inside was the herbal tea brewed by the female swordsman.
After this moment, the two chatted and talked as if they were real friends.
Zhao Shan's hands shook from time to time.
Goethe's [Heart] occasionally gives out hints.
"So, Brother Zhao had to launch the plan ahead of time because of my appearance, destroying the 'Heavenly Sword Sect', 'Seven Killing Hall', 'Tingqi Pavilion' and 'Tiandao League', so as to control the 'Security Committee'?"
Goethe asked curiously.
“I guess so.”
"Tingqige and Jiang Yiquan are useful, but they have too many thoughts."
"And Qiankun is even more twisted, like a vicious wolf. If you are not careful, you will be bitten back."
Zhao Shan explained, then he paused.
"As for 'Tianjianmen'?"
"I feel sorry for them. They saved me when I was at my lowest point, but they know too much. I can't stay with them. If I stay, I will be in trouble."
Zhao Shan said this and sighed.
It has a kind of meaning of "I would rather let the world betray me than let the world betray me".
This is only natural considering the other party's background.
The imperial family is the most heartless and unfeeling.
However, Goethe discovered something different.
When the other party said "down and out", there was a slight pause.
The most embarrassing side of me has been seen, so, do you want to kill me to silence me?
The other party seemed to be expressing this meaning.
Can,
The time doesn't match.
The other party is deliberately leading!
With a clear guess, Goethe began to recall the information about the 'Tianjian Sect', especially the information related to the 'Mad King', and... the other party's surprise when they first met.
'There really is immortality'!
The other party said this at the time.
Goethe sighed immediately.
"Brother Zhao, why do you have to hide it?"
"You killed people out of anger because you learned from the Heavenly Sword Sect that the so-called 'immortality' and 'shattering the void' recorded in the 'Heavenly Book' were fake."
"A favor?"
"Brother Zhao is not a person who cares about favors, otherwise he would not have let Jiang Yiquan and Qiankun come to die. "
Goethe smiled and shook his head.
"I let you guess again."
"I have been exploring and planning for many years, but the result is false. Naturally, I am angry. What's wrong with killing some people? Besides, didn't I leave one behind?"
"This is my way of repaying a favor!"
"So, brother, do you know how surprised I was when I first saw you?"
Zhao Shan smiled brighter than Goethe.
That boyish face was full of innocence.
"I can probably guess."
"The most fortunate thing in the world is to regain what you have lost."
"Yes, this is something that the world should be thankful for - and it is also something that everyone should be thankful for. I had already thought of destroying everything when I was completely hopeless. Fortunately, I met you, my brother. All the people in the world should thank you, my brother."
Zhao Shan spoke immediately after Goethe finished speaking.
"Is that why you changed your plan and caused the recent series of events?"
Goethe brought the subject back again.
Zhao Shan smiled.
"So, brother, can you tell me the secret of 'immortality'?"
He spoke sincerely.
"Can."
"But I tell you, you can't do it."
"So, let's not talk about it. It will only cause more trouble."
Goethe's words were even more earnest.
"How do you know I can't do it if you don't tell me?"
Zhao Shan asked.
"If I don't tell you, it proves that you definitely can't do it!"
Goethe persisted.
The originally friendly atmosphere suddenly became a little cold at this time.
"The method of immortality didn't originate from Zhao Jingjue, did it? You found it somewhere else, brother, right?"
"How could Zhao Jingjue, who treats his descendants as pigs and dogs and does not hesitate to plunder their power to strengthen himself, leave you the method of immortality? If he did, he would keep it to himself."
"And brother, why are you covering up for him? It's unnecessary."
Zhao Shan suddenly said.
Plundering the power of future generations?
This should be the path that the 'Mad King' originally chose!
However, according to the early actions of the 'Mad King', it might be a simple amplification, but what about the later 'Mad King'?
It is not impossible to commit plunder.
On the contrary, a madman who is forced into a desperate situation can do anything.
The thought flashed through my mind.
Goethe remained calm on the surface.
"My 'Secret of Immortality' really came from him. Without him, I would never have been able to obtain the 'Secret of Immortality'!"
Goethe's words were convincing.
Of course, the words are full of skill.
Of course, he got the 'elixir of life' because of the 'Mad King'.
Without the other party, he couldn't even go to the 'college'.
How could he possibly obtain the 'elixir of life' hidden in the 'academy'?
Zhao Shan looked at Goethe suspiciously.
Just as Goethe would never have believed him.
Zhao Shan would never believe Goethe.
"real?"
Zhao Shan confirmed.
"real."
Goethe replied.
Zhao Shan was silent.
This was different from the Zhao Jingjue he had always known.
It can even be said that they are going in opposite directions.
But he had reason to believe that Goethe would not lie to him - because, he had just told the divination and, while suppressing his anger, he got the answer: Goethe had not lied to him.
What Goethe said is true.
But the more this happened, the more confused Zhao Shan became.
The more confused Zhao Shan was, the more he thought about it.
Thoughts are in disarray and the backlash is violent.
Finally, Zhao Shan could no longer restrain himself.
puff!
Zhao Shan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the screen was all blood red.
Goethe couldn't help laughing as he watched this scene.
"Brother Zhao, you are really slandering me."
There was a hint of strangeness in his tone.
Zhao Shan noticed it, and almost instinctively he calculated again.
The answer follows.
puff!
Zhao Shan spat out blood again.
This time, the screen was even brighter red.
The video connection was then disconnected.
When the light came on again, everything was back to normal. Zhao Shan looked no different from before except that he looked a little paler, but the smile on his face was a little fainter.
"Brother Zhao, let's make a deal?"
Looking at Zhao Shan at this moment, Goethe said with a smile.
"What deal?"
Zhao Shan asked.
"I am very interested in your divination method. In addition, you should have a batch of murder weapons stained with the blood of your ancestors. How about I exchange them for half of the "Eternal Life Secret"?"
Goethe suggested.
Goethe was really interested in the other party's divination method.
And seeking more [bloody honor] is the purpose of Goethe's conversation.
As for the "Secret of Immortality"?
Naturally, it was the incomplete "Ancient Legend. Changchun".
"Half of the 'Eternal Life Secret'?"
"impossible."
“It has to be the complete version.”
Zhao Shan shook his head.
Goethe smiled and said, "Forget it then." He took a long breath, adjusted his sitting position to make himself more comfortable, and then said, "After all, there must be a battle between us - the winner takes all."
"It will be the same when the time comes."
"I can't wait to fight with Brother Zhao. I will mobilize all my forces to find Brother Zhao. As the elder brother, Brother Zhao will definitely fight even if he is injured or suffers a backlash, right?"
"Don't worry. As your younger brother, I will go to great lengths to find Brother Zhao."
"Then let's have a fair fight."
Goethe said and was ready to end the call.
"etc!"
Zhao Shan suddenly spoke up to stop him .
Under Goethe's gaze, Zhao Shandao.
"I'll change."
Zhao Shan said with a slightly gloomy expression.
"I've always been fair!"
“My philosophy is still fairness!”
"Then we postpone it for a week?"
Goethe suggested.
"good."
"The stuff will be delivered to you in two days."
After saying that, Zhao Shan ended the call.
In the quaint room, Zhao Shan, who hung up the video call, couldn't help but narrow his eyes. The gloom on his face had long disappeared, replaced by his normal smile.
He kept calculating with one hand.
He vomited out mouthfuls of blood.
But Zhao Shan didn't care at all.
His descendants are not just the 'Zhao family'.
He still has more descendants who can serve as 'precious medicine'.
This is thanks to Zhao Jingjue’s second son.
If it weren't for the other party's experiment, he didn't know if he could reach his current level.
The other party can also be considered to be extremely talented.
But compared to God?
It's complete bullshit.
However, there is one point in which the other party far surpasses Goethe.
Cruel and ruthless!
If the other party did not look like a human, he simply could not be called a human. When he remembered some of these methods now, he frowned slightly, even though these methods were taught to him by him.
But he just taught.
He hasn't done it himself.
He just sat back and enjoyed the benefits.
And this time?
is no exception.
"A week?"
“That’s enough!”
"The method of immortality and the shattering of the void—they are all mine!"
Zhao Shanyi clenched his fist.
Inside the boxing gym, Goethe sat there thinking.
He actually agreed?
This was somewhat beyond Goethe's expectations.
His seemingly threatening words were actually a joke.
But unexpectedly, Zhao Shan agreed.
What kind of back-up plan requires a week of preparation?
Moreover, can you make the other party think that victory is a sure thing?
The 'Emperor Lotus Sect' itself?
Goethe pondered for a moment.
Afterwards, Xuan Bei and Ling Xiaozi were called over.
After hearing Goethe's retelling, both of them fell into deep thought.
"I am ignorant."
The old Taoist shook his head and admitted it frankly.
The old monk frowned slightly, and under the urging of the old Taoist priest, he said directly: "Young friend, please pay more attention to the safety of those around you, especially your loved ones and friends. Old Taoist priest, you should also call Taiyi Mountain." Then, the old monk paced and continued to add: "There is also a transaction in two days. You must be extra careful to prevent Zhao Shan from hiding something in those transaction items. What is he hiding?"
"Isn't this just a louse on the top of a bald donkey? It's obvious."
"We will definitely send someone to check it out."
The old Taoist frowned in confusion.
"Zhao Shan would not use such a trick that could be seen through at a glance. What he needs to hide is not necessarily in the transaction item. Instead, he uses the transaction item as bait to lure you there, and then..."
"Nuclear peace!"
The old monk said this with his hands clasped together.
The world's technology tree has been distorted a lot because of the emergence of "secret weapons", but "nuclear peace" still exists. It is precisely because of the existence of "nuclear peace" that ordinary people have a little bit of "fairness".
Otherwise, according to the style of a certain sect.
Most ordinary people had to become slaves.
"Nuclear peace!"
The old Taoist priest was shocked.
Without any hesitation, he took out his cell phone and called Taiyi Mountain.
'Taiyi Mountain' also has a grasp of 'nuclear peace'.
Naturally, I know the horror of "nuclear war".
'Dalin Temple' is no exception.
Goethe sat there watching the old monk and the old Taoist priest talking on the phone in front of him, and his thoughts began to become vague - if it were him, he would have pretended to build a plank road while secretly attacking Chencang.
Covered up with a transaction two days later.
Draw their attention to it.
Then, prepare that killer move better.
What could it be?
As Goethe was thinking, time passed by minute by minute.
Two days later.
