Chapter 6: Long Night of Murder"Such high praise, it seems that he occupies a very high position in your heart." As it concerned the secrets of Trinity College, Mr. Liu tactfully dropped the topic and did not expand on it. After a day of conversation, he felt sleepy. He yawned and stood up to go back to the house: "It's late, both of you, go to bed early." "Well, go ahead, Mr. Liu." Cheng Zhen wiped the crumbs off his hands, took a sip of tea, and said solemnly: "We are here, so you can at least get a good night's sleep." "Okay, thank you both." Mr. Liu smiled knowingly and said nothing more. He walked into the room, closed the wooden door gently, took off his glasses, took out two pieces of cotton from the box on the bedside, stuffed his ears with them, lay down on the bed, and gradually fell asleep. There were only two people in the living room, and it was silent and quiet. The candle on the table flickered and burned, and two haggard and tired figures were reflected on the yellow-brown wall. After a long time, Cheng Zhen, who had withdrawn his gaze from the room and confirmed that the man Liu was asleep, spoke first.
"Uncle Master, you are not sure about this, right?" "The path to rebirth is cut off, in the eyes of Master." "It's just that after the third stage, the Qi that is refined is not transformed from acquired to innate." It seemed like a pair of old eyes, revealing a complex and tired light. Cheng Zhen's words were like a sharp thorn, piercing his sensitive and fragile heart, which was most unwilling to accept the cruel truth. This senior, who is highly respected in the school, is famous outside the mountain for his "open-minded and elegant" temperament. At this moment, he was feeling anxious and uneasy. He moved his dry lips, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a thousand-pound weight. Finally, he managed to say with difficulty: "Brother, with the help of the devil, entered the third level of reverse life." "He has the right to say what he really thinks, but you and I are just bystanders. Without personal experience, how dare we make a conclusion?" "Perhaps everyone's triple level is different. The hidden illness that Senior Brother had when he broke through the barrier in his middle age will most likely affect his triple level status." "Besides, even if there is a problem with the technique, fooling the disciples and causing trouble, all the blame should never be borne by Senior Brother alone." Cheng Zhen fell into deep thought. The candlelight illuminated his slightly struggling face, and his words of speculation were not concealed. "So, you want to prove that Master is wrong?" "When we were in the cave, my brother said that if we have faith in the Threefold, it's okay to continue going forward." "Rather than wanting to prove that Senior Brother's conclusion is wrong, I want to see with my own eyes whether my half-life of cultivation and seeking the Dharma is an illusion." After speaking out these pent-up thoughts, Si Chong no longer felt any burden and continued: "Besides... don't forget that your junior master is still wandering around. His life or death is still unknown. Maybe he is trapped in a remote place. Who knows, he may be looking for an opportunity to break through." "In terms of the realm of his skills, he is never behind the head of the sect." "Even if our testimony is still wrong this time, there is still hope in him!" “The path of Nisheng, the path to immortality and reaching the heaven, has been passed down for more than a thousand years, from the founder of the mountain gate, to the sages of the past generations, to you and me today, we have come a long way.” "This is a path that belongs to all disciples. No one has the right to deny it based on one's opinion."
Cheng Zhen's smile became more bitter. He let out a breath of anger and said blankly, "But the existence of the third level and the ability of the third level to reach the sky are two different things." "I believe that the inheritance of generations is definitely not a scam!" Si Chong clenched his fist slightly, his nails digging deep into his palm. His powerful words ended the subsequent detailed discussion ahead of time. "If my good uncle believes it, I believe it too." Cheng Zhen smiled gently with relief. Trinity is his home, and it is his root. He also wanted to see clearly the fog that had covered him for a thousand years. Outside the courtyard, the number of dormant black shadows became increasingly alarming, reaching dozens already. "We have swept the area and confirmed that there are only these two people." A thin young man with shifty eyes was communicating with his companions in a low voice. "Heh! The leader told us to stay away from the guys from Trinity. Since they are looking for death, let's make their wish come true!" The person who spoke was actually a strange man with five poisonous things wrapped around his body. His voice was hoarse, and half of his left face was covered with charred, twisted tumors, making him look particularly scary. "But that old man Liu is still in there. Tomorrow morning... should we..." The skinny young man chuckled and wiped his neck. "If I don't get rid of him, I won't be able to find an excuse to be perfunctory with the head of the sect." The strange man stroked the poisonous insect on his pale fingers, smiling cruelly and viciously, and asked: "How many people have gathered at the Trinity Gate?" "About twenty. According to our brothers' plan, we will go back and kill those old guys and young ones, and then burn down the entire mountain gate." "Maybe we can act sooner. Even if we can't ambush and kill the people in the house tomorrow, even if they escape back to the mountain gate, it will only be ruins!!!" "When I think of their wailing and regretful faces, I can't help but feel excited and happy!" "Okay, be restrained and continue to lie dormant." The weirdo planned the next arrangement: "My poisonous miasma has been planted around." "Wait for more disciples to come, especially those who have fought with Kuang Ya and Wei Xuanzi. This way, the chances of capturing them alive will be higher." "okay." Late at night, Trinity Gate. The moon is bright in the sky, the sky is cloudless, and the starlight is scattered in the quiet courtyard. Lu Jin held two sets of white training robes of different sizes and handed them respectfully to the young man in front of him. "Uncle Master, these are their clothes." "it is good" Jiang Mo was sitting on the armchair, meditating. When he heard the call, he immediately opened his eyes, which were as dark and quiet as a deep pool. After taking the two robes, Jiang Mo's right hand emitted a layer of light blue Qi, which slowly covered them. "boom!"
The next moment, a deep blue flame ignited out of nowhere and instantly turned into a raging flame, quickly burning the two robes to ashes. Two balls of Qi, as faint as fluorescent light, were quietly suspended in the air. They were obviously the Qi left by Si Chong and Cheng Zhen from wearing clothes for many years. They were extremely thin, only the size of a fingernail. But the familiar aura was particularly obvious. Lu Jin, who witnessed this scene, was shocked beyond words and said in a lost voice: "Uncle Master, isn't this our sect's method?!" "Fuss." Jiang Mo spread out his right hand, and the two Qi balls sank into his palm, where they were completely imprinted in his body and refined in an instant. "Who told you that this is not our method?" The calm words stunned Lu Jin for a moment. He hurriedly searched his memory, recalling the sect's secret techniques and the auxiliary methods taught by his master Zuo Rutong. Ultimately, no clues were found. Lu Jin suspected that he had not learned the skills well enough and had forgotten them long ago, so he said with some fear: "Uncle Master, please forgive me for being so stupid that I could not see clearly." "No problem, you want to learn?" Jiang Mo looked at the white-haired young man in front of him. The boy named Lu had a handsome appearance and was very similar to his senior brother from his early years. Maybe this is the reason why I love him so much? Facing the question from his uncle, Lu Jin blushed and said shyly: "If Uncle Master is willing to teach me, I will do my best to learn. I will be grateful forever!" Jiang Mo stood up and smiled faintly: "The method just now is called 'One Qi in the World'. As long as you control any wisp of Qi, no matter where the person is, it will seem to be within reach." "When this matter is over, I will teach you in person." "Thank you, Uncle Master!!!" Lu Jin clasped his fists, his expression pious and admiring, and a warm feeling of being cared for emerged in his heart. In a trance, he saw the figure of his master in this young uncle. That calmness and tranquility are exactly the same. (End of this chapter)