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Upon hearing the first part of the sentence, Wang Ye was still wondering if it was a new way to show off, until he heard the name Biyou Village.
Chinese culture has a long history, not to mention that they are all practitioners of cultivation. The mere mention of Biyou Village is enough to give a general idea of the ideology of that force.
"Such superb weapon-refining skills... Does Biyou Village... teach without discrimination...?"
Wang Ye frowned slightly.
"Old Qing, you're not thinking the same thing as me, are you?"
“Ever since the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, the world of supernatural beings has been in constant turmoil, with all sorts of things popping up everywhere, just like the golden age in novels. How could I not make that connection…”
Zhuge Qing shrugged.
“Qi Body Source Flow, Feng Hou Qi Men, and Spirit Binding and General Command have all emerged. Even the origin of the Lü family's Minghun Technique can be roughly guessed by the families who came from that era.”
"The only person I can imagine who could achieve this level of skill is..."
"Divine Machine Hundred Refinements."
As we all know, the world of supernatural beings is full of hidden talents, and there may be all sorts of amazing inheritances hidden in the nooks and crannies. But amazing as they may be, they all eventually go their separate ways.
The Eight Extraordinary Skills are so magical that they seem to transcend a boundary, and they can even take such "shortcuts" that their origins cannot be found.
Not to mention that the other party has even put up a sign saying "Biyou Village." Whether they genuinely have such intentions or are just using the name to do their own thing, it all indicates trouble...
"Hey Lao Qing, you don't want to get involved in this mess, do you?"
Wang Ye, sporting dark circles under his eyes, looked at Zhuge Qing.
"Biyou Village, just from its name and the seemingly divine ability, is destined to be a mess."
There are many ambitious people in the world, and there are also many people with ridiculous and unrealizable ideals and beliefs. Neither the former nor the latter is scary. What is scary is that they have the ability to realize their ideas.
The phrase "divine craftsmanship refined a hundred times" undoubtedly represents this ability.
Moreover, now:
A storm has begun in the world of supernatural beings, and all the Quanxing and aristocratic families are living in fear. The company has issued its first set of management regulations, indicating that it will begin to clear out the area and establish a new order.
Biyou Village's emergence at this time, whether it's a genuine naive act of throwing its life away or someone behind the scenes trying to test the waters, is a mess.
There might be pits in the water, mud in the pits, traps in the mud, and poison in the traps...
"Yes! That's why I came to find you."
Zhuge Qing's fox-like eyes held an indescribable cunning.
"Don't forget, your sect has a living immortal in your lineage, Young Master Wang."
"With Master Lu here, we can easily go to Biyou Village, can't we? It's perfect that the two of us go sightseeing together..."
"Uh, my grandmaster uncle has already left!"
Zhuge Qing's smile froze on his face.
An awkward yet polite smile appeared on his face.
"Sorry, I might have been distracted and misheard. Could you please repeat it... What did you say?"
I said: My grandmaster just left...
Wang Ye glanced at his watch.
"If he weren't in a hurry, he probably wouldn't have even left Beijing yet. But if he were really in a hurry, this amount of time would be enough for him to travel around the world."
A gentle breeze blew by awkwardly.
Under the pavilion, the two stared at each other.
Without Lu Xuan, wouldn't the two of them just be throwing their lives away if they rashly jumped into that big pit?
Since that's the case, let's all go home!
They are not the kind of people who knowingly venture into dangerous territory.
How could anyone be so curious? Knowing there's something wrong, why would they still want to go and see?
How... could that be?
Wang Ye: "(???)"
Zhuge Qing: "(゜▽゜。)"
Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing: "(☆▽☆)(☆▽☆)"
Chapter 178: I, Chen Jinkui, am clean and honest, and my profession is upright and honest.
"Master, are you... are you alright?"
Within the Shuzi Sect, several disciples were gathered around Chen Jinkui's recliner, their gazes fixed intently on him.
Especially the eldest brother, He Yuan.
He had the deepest connection with Chen Jinkui. Chen Jinkui had been pestering his master for seven years, and only after his master passed away did he finally agree to let him go to Chen Jinkui.
My poor master!
Seeing Chen Jinkui, who was wrapped in bandages, gesturing six with one hand and seven with the other, with only his eyes showing, the disciples wished they could cry on the spot.
That's terrible! It's absolutely terrible!
Chen Jinkui was called away during the competition at the Luotian Grand Ceremony. His apprentices couldn't find him for a long time, but finally found him late at night from the edge of a cliff on the back mountain.
At that time, Chen Jinkui was beaten so badly that he was bleeding from both ends. His disciples rushed to bring him back and even hired a doctor to treat him.
Unfortunately, the treatment resulted in hemiplegia progressing to high-level paraplegia.
He is still bedridden and unable to move.
When the Nadutong Company held a meeting of its ten leaders, all they could say was, "Our master has gone on a journey and his whereabouts are unknown."
As a result, because they didn't go, they missed the momentous event of the Wang family's downfall in the world of supernatural beings, and also missed the subsequent distribution of the spoils.
There are even rumors that Chen Jinkui refused to attend the ceremony because he didn't go to the Wang family's house...
These are turbulent times, and not only has their large sect, the Art of Arts, failed to earn a living, but they have also incurred the wrath of others for no reason.
Isn't this an undeserved disaster?
"Senior Brother, can't we still find that old monk from back then?"
One of the disciples looked grief-stricken.
"We have to avenge our master no matter what!"
"Now that our master has been beaten up like this, and we can't even find our enemies, where do we put the face of the Shu Zi Sect!"
"That's right, that's right! Outsiders are all laughing at us now!"
"Senior Brother! Our great Sect of Techniques cannot afford to lose face!"
Some apprentices even had sudden, whimsical ideas.
"By the way, senior brother, didn't NaDuTong issue management regulations? Why don't we go find the company?"
"It's really unreasonable for Master to be beaten for no reason, isn't it?"
"Yeah! Senior Brother, why don't we contact a company?"
"Eldest brother, second brother and third brother are right!"
"Yes! Senior Brother, Third Junior Brother and Fourth Junior Brother are right!"
"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, and fourth brother..."
"Shut up, all of you!"
Being talked about by a bunch of people as if he were Tang Sanzang, He Yuan, the senior disciple of the Shuzi Sect, helplessly took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
"Everyone, please leave now, so as not to disturb Master's rest!"
As the senior disciple of the Shuzi Sect, He Yuan naturally knew more than they did.
First of all, the development of the "Shu" sect in recent years has not been as clean as it seems.
In the past, there wasn't even a law in the world of supernatural beings. People acted according to moral constraints. How could you expect everyone to control their wandering thoughts?
Putting everything else aside, it seems like you can't see any poor people in the world of superhumans. Although there's a saying that "the poor are scholars and the rich are warriors," does that mean that all superhumans are born rich?
Where did all that money come from? How did these extraordinary people earn it?
Taoist temples and Buddhist monasteries can at least collect some incense money, and ordinary people with supernatural abilities can also make a living by working. However, the expansion of such a large sect as the "Shu Zi Men" will definitely rely on some capital means.
It is well known that the accumulation of capital is never clean.
In a situation like this, you're asking the company to help you track down the person who injured your master, Chen Jinkui? If they find nothing, that's fine, but what if they actually find something...
Are you going to report this to the police or turn yourself in?
Especially when he saw that these silly junior brothers had all agreed, He Yuan wished he could hang them all up and whip them with Seven Wolves until they spun like tops.
If they actually went to the NaDuTong company to report the case, the murderer who injured the master might not be found yet, but the "criminal Chen Jinkui" would be dragged over and shot first.
The world of supernatural beings now has laws, and the All-Knowing Company truly has law enforcement power; they can sentence people to death if they catch them.
Not to mention……
"Master, those people have all been dealt with."
"Don't worry, we didn't leave any loose ends."
He Yuan spoke softly.
Upon hearing this, Chen Jinkui, who was paralyzed from the waist down and was reclining in a chair, nodded slightly.
He Yuan nodded and turned to leave.
Not to mention, Chen Jinkui was faking it!
Although he didn't know why his master was pretending to be seriously injured, He Yuan never asked a question he shouldn't have.
Only after He Yuan left did Chen Jinkui truly breathe a sigh of relief.
The injury was real, of course. That damned monk could wield a 72-pound staff with such power that he could beat him half to death—that's no exaggeration.
That was really ruthless!