Volume 1: The Soul Burning Poem Chapter 3: Journey to the Abyss

"Name?"

"A thousand boats. โ€

"Gender?"

"Male. โ€

"Occupation?"

"Assistant professor of mathematics at Yundu University. โ€

"Where?"

"Imperial capital. โ€

"Proof of identity?"

โ€œยทยทยทยทยทยท No. โ€

"You give me honesty!" the policeman sitting across from Qianzhou slapped the table, "Your incident happened, do you know?"

What happened to me?

The corners of Qianzhou's mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to refute it out loud. After all, he is indeed a black household, and even now he is a little glad that he didn't have a head to set a new language when he set it up at that time.

"Officer, I really don't know what you're talking about? โ€

"Less nonsense", Chen Jie took out a report, "What did you do three days ago, on October 17th?"

Qianzhou frowned: "Three days ago, I stayed in my rented apartment in the morning, and at noon I went to the library after exchanging some arithmetic content with Professor Finn at his invitation. โ€

Chen Jie just wanted to say something when a police officer walked in outside the door, "The autopsy report came out, and the deceased had just died no more than 10 minutes ago when we arrived at the scene." The aorta was dissected and the cause of death was massive hemorrhage. There was no bloodstain reaction on the suspect Qianzhou's body, and no murder weapon was found around. Moreover, the suspect has been eyewitnesses since he left the library of Yundu University, and there are no conditions for committing the crime. โ€

"Tsk" Chen Jie smacked his lips, "I thought there was a clue, but I didn't expect it to be just an unlucky guy who appeared at the scene of the crime twice." โ€

Twice?

Qianzhou quickly caught this keyword, and combined with the previous question, Qianzhou had a bad guess: "You mean Professor Finn is dead?"

"Yes," Chen Jie spit out a smoke ring, probably because he had accumulated a lot of pressure over the past few days, and he didn't mind telling Qianzhou the truth, "Died in his own home, because the death was too terrifying, the news was blocked, and I found a suspect like you after checking and checking, but the clue was broken again." โ€

Qianzhou was silent. After he came to this world alone, Professor Finn gave him a lot of care, and when he applied for a teaching assistant, Professor Finn did not recognize people by age and gave him a chance. As a result, after only three days of non-existence, the old man who was obsessed with mathematics passed away.

"Alright. Chen Jie untied the handcuffs and interrupted Qianzhou's thoughts, "Look at your belly full of ink, hands that have never done any rough work, there is a chance that the eldest young master from which family stole out." Let's go home early, it's a mess outside. โ€

Qianzhou walked out of the police station without saying a word. The early hours of the morning had passed, and everything was silent, and there were only a few scattered lights as far as the eye could see.

Where am I going to go home?

Qianzhou walked to his residence by moonlight, and seemed to be forgotten by the world in the lonely night.

Suddenly, he couldn't tell, and the unknown sixth sense sent a warning to Chifune about danger. Although he didn't see it or hear it, the thousand boats rolled on the spot, and he dodged a dagger that reflected the cold light.

"Wait, I know who your dad is. Qianzhou made up an excuse at random to try to interfere with the visitors.

But the man didn't care, and slashed the dagger with his backhand.

Qianzhou rolled again, even though he predicted the trajectory of the dagger with his mysterious and mysterious feelings, he was still limited by his body, and his left hand was cut open.

The killer stepped forward, seeing that a knife was about to cut the end. But suddenly, the door next to it opened, and a wooden sword stretched out of it to hold the crucial one.

Immediately after that, a handsome blonde man in beige pajamas walked out of the door: "In broad daylight (?), when the street is murdered, he will be arrested without restraint!"

Looking at the groove of this body, Qianzhou reacted - isn't this the Taoist priest!

Qianzhou leaned against the wall and stepped back, watching the two of them fight. Only the muffled sound of the dagger and the wooden sword could be heard in his ears, and the movements of the two of them were so fast that they almost became shadows.

It's strange, if the killer had shown this kind of skill, I wouldn't have reacted at all.

"Bang", the two of them fought hard and then retreated. It seems that the dagger took advantage of it and cut a few holes in An Zhe's clothes. On the other hand, the killer is still tightly wrapped in black.

An Zhe raised his fingers and whispered in round Chinese; "Summoning thunder!"

It was that mysterious and mysterious feeling again, and Qianzhou felt as if something in the air responded to An Zhe's call.

So the will interfered with reality, and a thick purple thunderbolt tore through the air barrier from An Zhe's hand, and shot out with a piercing "stabbing" sound. Qianshu can almost smell the stench caused by the ionization of the air!

This is the second level of the transcendent ladder - Dragon Gate!

The killer raised the dagger, I don't know if it was the reflection of the moonlight, Qianzhou clearly saw a layer of glittering light on it!

Then the dagger collided with the thunderbolt, and the dagger slashed through most of the lightning killer, but the remaining piece was still hit on the body.

The killer shuddered and disappeared into the shadows almost instantaneously.

A few minutes later, Qianzhou sat in a chair and sighed that what a coincidence the things in the world were. If it weren't for the place where the killer was killed, it would have been next to the residence of this foreign Taoist priest, and he would have lost his life long ago.

An Zhe's residence is not big, with only one living room, one bedroom, and one bathroom. In the living room there is a wooden table with a chair on each side. The wooden floors are quite old, but there is an electric light on the ceiling.

An Zhe came out of the bedroom and had already changed out of the girlish pajamas, although the black trench coat was old-fashioned, it still had an uninhibited sense of chic on him.

"Introduce yourself. An Zhe sat down across the table and took out a document at the same time, "My name is An Zhe Anka, and I am a detective, the kind with legal documents. โ€

Qian Zhou glanced at the robe that was still on the sofa, and the meaning was self-evident.

An Zhe coughed lightly: "I want just the right meal." And I am indeed the authentic descendant of the Divine Heavens, I came here from your empire at the age of sixteen, and it took me five years to learn before I could get the true transmission. โ€

Qianzhou, who just wanted to complain about An Zhe's accent, suddenly reacted: "Wait, you said that your surname is Anka, and you are still from your empire." โ€

"yes. An Zhe generously admitted, "It's the Anka family you think." โ€

Qianzhou rubbed his forehead.

Anka is a veteran aristocrat of the Empire of yours that has been inherited for more than a thousand years, and its own history is longer than that of the Empire of your, and it has a pivotal position in the Western Continent. Moreover, the Ankka family itself is a transcendent family with a heritage, and even has the authority of the broken gods.

So why do you want to come to Qin to be a Taoist priest when you can directly use Anka as your surname!

"Of course, Dao Fa is very handsome!" An Zhe patted the table, "Do you still need to ask which one to choose between wearing an iron bucket, holding a door panel, and calling the wind and rain, and driving thunder and electricity?" In the past, when the Central Continent caravan came, I always bought a lot of immortal biographies from them. โ€

That's a novel, isn't it?Where are there real immortals in this era? And do you have a subtle misunderstanding of knight armor?

Qianzhou took a deep breath and summed it up, this is basically a period of secondary and second illness that was poisoned by novels, and he came all the way to Qin to be a Taoist priest and really achieved transcendence, and he jumped over the second goods of Longmen!

But Qianzhou also had to sigh at the talent of this goods.

Extraordinary, extraordinary, I don't know how many dry bones have fallen under these two words. A mortal's life is a hundred years, and thinking is nothing but a flickering spark between nerves, which will be extinguished at the slightest mistake.

Therefore, the first step of transcendence is self-sublimation, refining the soul so that the mind is no longer bound by the body. Whether it is to comprehend heaven and earth with Taoism, temper the will with martial arts, or take magic potions, or other things, it is like this.

The essentia that can communicate after refining the soul is the product of both the soul and the will. This stage is also called the "cornerstone".

Cornerstone Tier Transcendents are not as powerful as mortals, and the amount of essentia is limited, and a single bullet is enough to take their lives. But if you cross the dragon gate and communicate with the ubiquitous source between heaven and earth, it is a real "dragon when you encounter a storm".

And the "Heavenly Ladder" and "Kingdom" after that are even more powerful, and as for the "Abyss" of the fifth order, it is no longer within the reach of human beings.

Transcendent Fifth Order - Establish the cornerstone to leap through the Dragon Gate, climb the ladder to the end of the kingdom, and then go straight into the abyss!