Chapter 324: Straight into the enemy's nest

When asked about the reason for the conflict with the blood clan, although Zhang Enbo hesitated, he finally chose to tell him calmly. To read the latest chapters, please lock the biquge.info of Aishang Novels

The cause of this goes back more than 10 years.

Like many sects in China, the Heavenly Master Sect is also facing an unfortunate situation where the inheritance is becoming more and more declining. Since the Qing Dynasty, there have been three generations of Heavenly Masters who have failed to achieve Yuanying but only cultivated Jindan, which was almost unimaginable in the past. If it weren't for the fact that other sects were also facing the same problem, the Heavenly Master Sect would have long since lost its revered status among Taoists.

The key to the decline of the inheritance lies not in the lack and loss of the practice secrets, but in the continuous decline in the level of instructors. Different from the secular world, "the disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, and the teacher does not have to be better than the disciple." Moreover, because there are too many mystical and mysterious things in the process of cultivation, it is by no means difficult to rely on secret books to become self-taught without the guidance of the master, the demonstration by hand, the empowerment, and the transmission of thoughts; even with the guidance of the master, the level and teaching attitude of the master himself are also greatly affected. In this way, if a Jindan-level character wants to teach a Yuanying-level apprentice, it may be extremely low, and even if it succeeds by chance, it is often because the disciple himself is extremely talented.

Originally, a sect like the Heavenly Master Sect, which had many successful and soaring ancestors, also had a trick to open the altar and cast spells, and invite the ancestors of the past dynasties to go down to earth, and directly guide the younger generations to practice. It's a pity that since Liu Bowen broke off the path of immortals, this trick no longer works. In addition, the decline in the overall level of the general environment has also reduced the benefits of exchanges and exchanges between disciples of the same generation and the experience of fighting with other sects, and it is inevitable that the level of the Chinese monastic world will be lowered again and again.

And there is another layer of traditional factors in the decline of the Heavenly Master Sect: as the Taoist system taught by Zhang Daoling to the Taishang Laojun, it has been passed down from generation to generation since Zhang Daoling, first in Zhang Heng and then in Zhang Lu...... For sixty-two generations, the unification of the Tao has been limited to the Zhang family, and the bloodline has been inherited. The core essence of Taoism is not only not passed on to people with foreign surnames, but even Zhang Jiashu is not allowed to teach it to other sects, so it is impossible to teach disciples and find geniuses with excellent qualifications to push Taoism to a peak. (You must know that the Maoshan faction does not have this restriction, the four elders of Maoshan in this generation, each with different surnames, each has the essence of Maoshan technique.) ）

However, after all, the Zhang family is also considered to have a good bloodline, and most of his descendants are good cultivators, so sixteen years ago, a genius finally appeared, not only cultivated into a golden pill at a young age, but also outfell the blue is better than the blue, and there is a great hope that the pill will become a baby.

But it's a pity that this person is still a little short of what he did before he became a baby, and his cultivation is all over again.

Unlike cultivators who can be reincarnated out of the body after achieving ghosts and immortals, Jindan cultivators are one step slower in the cultivation of the divine soul, and the Jindan achieved at the beginning is just an unconscious energy body, which can only communicate with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to store or provide strength for themselves when cultivating or fighting, so the death of the body is gone, and there is no chance to do it again.

Yuanying is different, it is the condensation of the essence of the whole body, and it is the essence of all the power and soul in the body. When cultivating to the extreme, the Yuan Infant will gradually grow, until it grows to a similar appearance to himself, and will form a Yuan Shen that is far more powerful and condensed than the ghost immortal, and it is only one step away from achieving the true immortal. Therefore, those who walk the Jindan Avenue must at least cultivate the Yuan Infant, and only after death can they retain their intact consciousness and reincarnate and start over.

However, at that time, the Zhang family was only half a step away from becoming an infant after all, so after failure, he was still able to retain a wisp of true soul and rely on the instinct to reincarnate in the dark. This kind of thing has happened several times in the Celestial Master Sect over the ages, so since then, it has gone through a series of prescribed procedures to find the whereabouts of this person after he was reincarnated.

But this search took several years of hard work but has been fruitless, and finally they discovered a fact that makes people scratch their heads: this person was unconsciously reincarnated, it turned out to be in Shanghai, and eighty percent of them were cast into the home of some international Chinese businessman or even foreigner, and soon after he was born, he went abroad and did not return to China.

Although the Heavenly Master Sect has a strong influence in China, it has not yet developed abroad. And once out of a foreign country, there will be subtle differences in astrology, geography and humanities, which is not conducive to the traditional divination play, unless the arithmetic cultivation has reached the realm of changing with the situation in an informal form, but the Heavenly Master Sect did not have this kind of talent at that time. Coupled with the chaos in Shanghai at that time, it was extremely difficult to hope that the household registration query would be clear, and it was like looking for a needle in a haystack for a while, and it was already difficult to find it again.

And Zhang Enbo was born in the Zhang Clan's side sect, in the eyes of the high-level of the Heavenly Master Sect, he has a lively mind but is a little unstable, and he has not been very attentive to his cultivation since he was a child, not only likes to make some strange and clever things, but also likes to make friends with secular people, and even foreign friends have made a lot. Although it is hopeless for this kind of person to become enlightened, it is undoubtedly more suitable for him to go abroad to find people.

Therefore, in the past ten years, Zhang Enbo has been traveling around the world to find people, although the cultivation of Taoism has been greatly delayed, but it has also allowed him to learn several Chinese, greatly increased his horizons, and was inspired by European monster hunters and some armed priest equipment, and began to think about a convenient way to combine Taoism with secular equipment while searching for people.

Over the years, his research has made a lot of progress, in addition to some guns that can damage ghosts and monsters by combining the power of talismans, he has also created a set of rapid array devices and a pyrotechnic battle that can kill and injure dark creatures. Because the Heavenly Master Sect is good at alchemy, in these fireworks battles, he added alchemy drugs such as Chiyang Dansha to restrain ghosts, if it weren't for the vampires of this siege at least the viscount level of the actual combat faction, ordinary vampires were sprayed by his fireworks It was actually worse than ordinary people encountering flame ** weapons, and the lethality was never inferior to the prism light commonly used by the Holy See, but the cost was much cheaper. He even thought about recommending this kind of fireworks to the church to earn a fortune. It's a pity that the people of the church can't stand the visual and auditory effects of the use of this "weapon", and it simply turns the sacred exorcism ritual into a farce that makes people laugh and cry, and they are not adopted after all.

Two years ago, he finally found his reincarnated "uncle" in France. That "uncle" was reincarnated in the womb of a Chinese wife married to a wealthy French businessman surnamed Ximéng. In fact, this is not to blame for his admiration of foreign flattery, but his lack of clarity in the process of reincarnation, and he can only instinctively choose the reincarnation of a fetus with strong blood and excellent bones. As a wealthy foreign businessman, China's conditions in all aspects were naturally far better than ordinary Chinese people at that time.

Moreover, after being reincarnated, the Hún blood child "Uncle Shi", who is now surnamed "Xi Méng", also lost the memory of his previous life, if it weren't for the fact that he had a Chinese mother who couldn't even speak Chinese. Zhang Enbo couldn't forcibly kidnap him and return to China, so he could only leave a way to try to arouse his interest in Taoism, and then teach him the basics of cultivation one by one.

Due to the foundation of the Dao planted in the dark after reincarnation, Xi Méng's cultivation of Taoism has entered the realm rapidly, and the Dao heart is flourishing, and recently under his instigation, he was about to return to China to officially worship the Heavenly Master to practice Taoism, but he did not expect to suddenly disappear nine days ago. Under Zhang Enbo's visit, it was finally determined that it was the Parisian blood clan who did it. Although he didn't know much about the Bloodline, he instinctively repelled such dark creatures that resembled Chinese zombies or bat spirits. For a few days, he secretly attacked and captured many lone blood clans and tortured them with charms, hoping to exchange them for hostages, but he didn't expect to be ambushed this time.

"If it is as the bloodsucking zombie said, the degeneration of Xi Méng into a zombie demon is not only a hateful thing for the younger generations, but also inevitably makes the essence of my Chinese Taoism spread to foreign demons. ”

Zhang Enbo is also a veteran of the rivers and lakes who has been trained for a long time, and when he knew that he alone was not enough to rescue Xi Méng no matter what, he immediately decided to tell Wang Zongchao frankly and sincerely asked for help.

He undoubtedly made the right move, Wang Zongchao already had his own business, and saving him was just a matter of convenience. If he is not honest and prevaricating, Wang Zongchao will only leave immediately after sensing it with the third-order gene lock, and he will never rashly wade into the unknown troubled waters. But now that he treats people with sincerity, Wang Zongchao will naturally help him if possible.

In addition, Wang Zongchao also considered that he could form a friendship with the Heavenly Master Sect, and more importantly, Zhang Enbo himself was obviously a talent, although the invention he was making up was deviant in the eyes of traditional cultivators, this kind of ingenuity that skillfully combined Taoism and technology was exactly what the current Zhongzhou team needed.

So Wang Zongchao immediately said to him: "You wake up this vampire first, and then follow my instructions to do it." ”

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In the boundless darkness, Count Carlo slowly regained consciousness.

"Damn it...... This guy ...... This guy is so terrible...... This operation, at the very least, should be led by the Marquis himself."

Feeling that the bones of his body were shattered by more than seventy percent, many internal organs were rotten into flesh, and there was also a strong qi swimming in his body to imprison the exertion of his blood energy, Carlo regretted it and cursed secretly. Because he lost too quickly, and Wang Zongchao's move was too unbelievable, he actually didn't notice Wang Zongchao's existence at all.

"From now on, answer my every word honestly. Zhang Enbo is now sitting on a chair, looking condescendingly at the immobile Caro interrogation, and playing with a ** fireworks with colorful flames in his hand, especially reminding: "If I find a lie, or find that you have the slightest hesitation, there will be a hole in your body inserted into this kind of fiery thing, if the hole is not enough, I will dig it myself, I swear I will do what I say"

His words were specially used to use internal force, and listening to them in Caro's ears up close was already a kind of torture that made his ears buzz and even his brain and marrow would tremble with it.

"You ask......" Carlo sighed, and chose to give in for the first time, since he has eternal life, he naturally will not be rashly sacrificed because of a moment of stubbornness.

"First question: What has happened in your European dark world in recent years?" Zhang Enbo's first question was not only unexpected, but also too vague for him to know how to answer for a while, but Zhang Enbo then stared at Carlo's eyes and added: "Let's start with the annihilation of the British secret alliance after the expedition to Egypt two years ago. What happened to the Bloodline World after that?"

Hearing these words in Caro's ears, he immediately frowned slightly: The British blood expedition to Egypt is basically known only to people in the dark world, and most of them are not clear about the results. This shows that the other party is not an ordinary outsider who doesn't know anything. And deliberately asking for something off-topic or something that he knows the answer to, comparing his reaction to whether he is lying, is obviously a skill that only those who are good at interrogation know.

Therefore, Caro was more vigilant in his heart, and replied cautiously and quickly: "After the British blood clan suffered huge losses, its strength was extremely empty, and the British royal family took the opportunity to gather forces to counterattack the blood clan, and basically wiped out the domestic blood clan forces in a short period of time, and the British prime minister, who was close to the blood clan, was impeached and stepped down, and some British blood clans fled back to the European continent to contact the secret party alliance on the European continent to seek revenge." ”

"You are also a secret alliance, in other words, you are the one who is connected by the British blood clan?" Zhang Enbo asked again, and when he saw Caro nodding silently, he asked again: "What means do you plan to take revenge?"

"I don't know, I'm sorry, my title in the Bloodline is only an earl, and it is impossible for me to participate in such a project. ”

"Tell everything you know, even if it's just a guess"

"In my understanding, with this kind of major event related to the foundation of the survival of the blood clan, it is very likely that the secret party will choose to wake up the sleeping elders and use their powerful power. Carlo's heart sank after saying this, and the other party seemed to be fully prepared for the investigation and gradually involved the crux of the matter.

"How can I wake up the elders?"

"A series of magical rituals and blood sacrifices that require a large amount of human blood or the blood of the strong. ”

"In this way, you caught Xi Méng just to wake up the elder" Zhang Enbo has been following Wang Zongchao's voice transmission into the secret question, at first a little unclear, but at this time finally began to find the point.

"It's likely, but I can't ......be sure," Carlo only felt a cold sweat oozing from his body.

"Very good, then take me directly to the big man you can decide this matter, I want to exchange hostages with him face to face" Zhang Enbo nodded, and said something that surprised him.

"I don't think it's a wise move...... Carlo is also a little unsure of what the important xìng of the West Méng will be, and whether the exchange will be successful. But if Zhang Enbo wants to swagger into the blood clan like this and then retreat with his whole body, it is very slim, because this involves the dignity of the blood clan, so that as a hostage, his fate as a hostage is probably not very good.

"Let you lead the way, you will lead the way" Zhang Enbo said coldly, "I have already learned your ghost tricks, nothing more"

"Then, as you wish......" Carlo chose to obey, although the other party's strength was beyond his previous expectations, but he didn't think that Zhang Enbo could really defeat the Marquis of the Blood Clan, so if his own people won this trip, he still had a great chance of surviving.

After that, Zhang Enbo found a large bag of blood out of nowhere for Carlo to drink. After drinking it, Carlo's injuries healed all over his body, but his blood energy was still weak and imprisoned by his energy, which only allowed him to walk and lead the way.

"By the way, a blood clan named Dracula came to China a few decades ago and later died, what happened to the people in his lineage now?" Zhang Enbo asked seemingly casually before leaving.

"I only know that he still has a daughter alive, and the secret party and the demon banquet are trying to find her, but I don't know her whereabouts or the specific situation. Carlo shook his head, he really didn't know.

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It is a lavish yet tasteful masquerade ball, full of the drunken gold of the Parisian court baroque rococo.

The whole ballroom was tall, spacious, and magnificent, but there was not a single lamp or candlestick, and the light in the room did not come from lamps or candles. Around the room, dozens of sturdy tripods were placed against the walls, and on the shelves was a brazier of copper, and the blazing and brilliant light of the fire overshadowed the full moon rising in the sky, and shone on the room in a magnificent, unearthly and wonderful light and illusion.

There are funny clowns, fire-breathing and magic performers, impromptu musicians, ballet dancers, and beautiful women...... And the people who attended the ball were dressed up strangely. The dance hall is resplendent and splendid, but lively and full of illusions. As far as the eye can see, everything is beautiful, all indulgent, all grotesque, and even a little terrifying.

Countless blood servants wearing long black sè dresses and white sèhuā crowns, holding crystal bottles filled with crimson liquid in their hands, went back and forth between the long tables covered with white tablecloths like butterflies. With perfect smiles on their faces, they filled the cups of one guest after another with the bright blood wine of the hún with its strong fragrance and fishy smell before quietly leaving.

Count Carlo, who was already neatly dressed, and Zhang Enbo, who was directly wearing a Taoist robe, walked through the side of the dance hall, but it did not attract any special attention. Occasionally, Caro was saluted, and he just casually coped with it.

After stepping out of the ballroom and through a long hallway, Carlo led Zhang to a place that was spacious, bright, and luxuriously decorated. The quaint wood-carved wall lamps, the red silk carpets, and the bright and vivid portraits are all like the court.

But in contrast to this glamorous scene, there are naked ** lying everywhere here. Pairs of men and women lay on the carpet in clusters around the hall. They gritted their fangs and wriggled on their respective bodies, shyly stroking and sucking in front of outsiders, even intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves, enjoying the most primitive pleasure like wild beasts.

The elegant and luxurious scene renders a barrenness.

In the middle of the hall was a high platform, and on the top of dozens of steps, a leader sat on a high seat. His long, supple hair draped diagonally over his left shoulder, his handsome, well-groomed face made it impossible to tell his age, he was dressed in a blood-red robe, smiling and holding his wine glass, and seemed to admire the unconcealed pleasure of the moment.

At his feet, half-reclining, was an extremely beautiful young man, who was also richly dressed and noble-looking, but with a face full of flattery, his hands wrapped around the leader's feet, and he looked extremely intoxicated.

The leader who was sitting tall finally noticed that there was a good guest, and he did not do anything at all, but straightened up slightly, and asked lazily: "Carlo, why did you bring in an Oriental? Is he your gift?"

"Dear Duke Alexander, in fact, ......" Carlo smiled bitterly, and before he could finish his words, Zhang Enbo had already spoken first: "Hand over Xi Méng, I will exchange hostages with you." ”

"Oh" Alexander began to slowly raise his head and shift his gaze from the beautiful boy to the two of them, shook his head, and said, "I am really surprised by your incompetence, but you have already brought him to me, and you have completed the task." ”

"Hostage, to change or not to change?" Zhang Enbo asked again in a deep voice, and the sentence containing a strong internal force made the entire hall tremble.

"Oh, hahahaha......" Alexander seemed to hear something extremely funny, and was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, his voice so shaking, like hundreds of blood-sucking bats flapping their wings around you, and constantly launching sharp attacks on your soul.

With his shrill laughter, the entire hall also began to become gloomy, full of coldness, the lights dimmed, and the whole space seemed to have an invisible force devouring a qiē light, and an increasingly heavy pressure spread.

"Oriental, though your abilities are somewhat beyond my expectations. You don't seem to have figured out who's in charge here......"

"It seems that it can't be good. Zhang Enbo shook his head, "Before I do it, I want to ask one more thing: who are those people involved in the annihilation of the British blood clan, and whether there are still blood clans involved in ......

Zhang Enbo's eyes burned coldly like two flames, as if they could directly pierce the opponent's eyes and burn fiercely in the middle of his mind.

“…… For example, Dracula's daughter - Accator"

"You—" Alexander finally began to lose his breath and floated up from his high seat, his broad red robe fluttering behind him, the sound of a hunt.

"Be careful that he is not ......" Carlo's face changed greatly, he had been walking in front before, and the people in the back had been pronouncing with the internal force, so that he could not hear the difference in the voice, but at this time, as the powerful aura of the person behind him gradually stopped concealing, he could already conclude that this person was definitely not Zhang Enbo before

Many men and women on the ground also ended their entanglement, and suddenly stood up and entered a state of battle with a sensitivity beyond mortals, and many of them were entangled with blood and light between their fingers, and began to condense into various weapons, and the terrifying murderous aura and mysterious curse surged from all directions towards this uninvited guest.

And the reaction of this uninvited guest was only a simple punch without huā skill.

The blazing, blinding brilliance filled the entire hall in an instant, and the oversized and violent light energy even penetrated every crevice of the bricks and tiles and exploded outward.

Uranium light bō moving fist - missile type