Chapter 129: Chaos
Back at the residence, Shang Jingxing sat cross-legged on the bed, Ju Zhengying saw that he was not interested in what had happened in the sect in the past four days, so he did not report and said goodbye directly, while Xiaoyun obediently went to another room to forge chain nails and not disturb him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The room was exceptionally quiet, Shang Jingxing took out the booklet and read it carefully, because there were only about 100 words on it, he quickly finished reading it, and he had a little guess in his heart that Qin Bo had shoehorned "Hefeng" into himself.
"Hefeng", which comes from the Lanshan faction, is the inheritance of the fourth layer of the Dengling Sect, which can only be practiced by the head of the sect, and passed to the Lanshan faction after the demise of the Dengling Sect.
This jade slip is the same as "Dingfeng", as long as it is not completely damaged, it will be slowly restored, but this recovery speed is slightly inferior to the jade slip of "Dingfeng", it can only be watched once a month, Lanshan has practiced fifteen times, but all ended in failure, not only that, even the successive heads of Dengling Sect have never completely mastered success, it seems that the "Hefeng" exercise itself is not perfect.
To say that the effect of "Hefeng" is actually very simple, that is, it enables cultivators to practice the two volumes of "Lan Feng Decision" together, and no one knows what is so strange about it, after all, no one has ever completely cultivated.
But no matter what, this is a departmental inheritance technique, and Qin Bo forced it into Shang Jingxing, probably just to prevent the inheritance from being broken.
At the same time, there is another problem that he perceives, "Hefeng", "Dingfeng", Deng Lingzong and Deng Lingfeng, just from the name, there must be a connection between these four, and the connection may not be small, after all, Deng Lingfeng and "Dingfeng" involve a secret, so "Hefeng" is naturally in this secret.
Shang Jingxing thought for a while and put away the booklet, at this time he had no spiritual power and could not cultivate, even if his heart was full of curiosity, it would not help.
Put away the things, he didn't do any more superfluous things, just closed his eyes and meditated, thinking about tomorrow's Yuwen Wubi, recuperating, as for the matter of Lanshan and Lan Chengfeng, the layout had been completed when he left, and everything was destined after he came back, the opportunity was given, and it was up to them whether they could survive or not.
The sky is getting dark, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, but the Lanshan faction is brightly lit and lively, even at this time, there is still all kinds of noise, they are either packing their bags and preparing to leave, or they are looking for the enemies of the past to fight, without the stop of the elders of the Qi refining period, they are like a group of thugs.
Elder Lin was instructed by Shang Jingxing to expose all the scandals in Lanshan after he left, and persuaded everyone to leave as soon as possible if they didn't want to be in the same stream.
As a result, there was such a scene, Shang Jingxing's original intention was not to harm the innocent, so that those who had good thoughts could avoid death in a few days, but there were only a dozen people who left, and the others did not know whether to live or die and cause chaos.
"It's ugly. The first floor is really a gathering place for the debris. Shang Jingxing stood on the roof, looking at the center of the sect, a sneer on his face, full of disdain, he lowered his head and looked at the more than twenty people in front of the courtyard, "Did you say that?"
"Don't talk nonsense, don't think that we don't dare to do anything to you if you're a member of the Black Corpse Gate. ”
"Yes, hand over the forging grass, or don't blame us for being polite. ”
"What if I don't give it?"
A trace of coldness flashed in Shang Jingxing's eyes, a month ago, he dared to fight dozens of people from the Zhou Shan Sect alone, not to mention that now he is forging the ninth layer, the power of nine oxen and two tigers is complete, and he has the power of two dragons.
"Don't give it?" a middle-aged man in black laughed, as if he had heard something ridiculous, and he said coldly: "Do you think you are Shang Jingxing? There are twenty-four of us!"
Shang Jingxing tilted his head and thought for a while, then jumped off the roof, slowly walked to the middle-aged man in black on crutches, and said with a smile: "I was speechless. ”
The middle-aged man in black smiled proudly, thinking that Shang Jingxing had yielded, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Those who know the times are-"
Shang Jingxing's eyes were cold, and he didn't wait for the middle-aged man in black to finish speaking, his left leg was raised suddenly, as fast as lightning, and a flame burned on the bottom of his foot, and he kicked the middle-aged man in the chest.
Boom!
A charred black shoe print appeared on the chest of the middle-aged man in black, and a sound of bones breaking followed, and the whole person flew out upside down like a broken sack, knocking down the wall with several people behind him.
Shang Jingxing's left leg landed on the ground, with a special law of three steps and two steps, the ground suddenly shook, like an earthquake, because the area where he lived was deserted for a long time and relatively dry, the earthquake suddenly caused the ground to crack, a series of ravines appeared, ranging from several feet wide, several unstable people fell into the ravines and barely grabbed the edge, and hurriedly panicked to the people around them for help.
For a while, the crying father and mother came and went, and their companions wanted to save them, but they didn't dare to move a bit, and they stood in place with trembling legs, looking at Shang Jingxing's eyes full of fear.
"Get out!!"
Shang Jingxing roared loudly, even if this would be his last night, he didn't want these wastes to dirty his front yard.
A group of Lanshan sect disciples were relieved, pulled up the person who fell into the ravine, and prepared to leave, but Shang Jingxing directly snorted coldly, and this group of elite inner disciples suddenly looked at him as if they had been immobilized, and they didn't dare to move and looked at him in panic.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the middle-aged man in black who fell to the ground, and a clever disciple of the Lanshan Sect immediately understood, and hurriedly helped the middle-aged man in black up, and then this group of 'elites' seemed to escape from the demon cave, and left with their hands and feet.
"Waste. ”
Shang Jingxing looked at the embarrassed appearance of this group of 'elites', turned around and returned to the house, his sense of the Lanshan faction in his heart was already extremely low, if it weren't for the sake of Yuwen Wubi, he wouldn't even want to stay for one night.
This night, the Lanshan faction was extremely unpeaceful, Shang Jingxing's side could only be regarded as a small episode, and the riot was just an appetizer, and the real chaos was in Lanshan's house.
"Brute, what do you want to do. ”
Lan Shan sat cross-legged on the bed, his back against the inner wall, his whole body was still scorched black, and there was not much change from when Shang Jingxing left in the morning, although he drank medicinal wine, but the injury was too serious, and it was by no means able to recover in half a day, and the spiritual power was all combined with medicinal wine to resist the fire poison in the body, and it didn't take half a minute.
"What do I want to do? Give me Lanzhu and the position of head of the house, or don't blame me for ignoring the relationship between father and son. ”
Lan Chengfeng's tone was cold, looking at Lan Shan's eyes, there was no father-son friendship at all, in order to sit in the position of the head of the family and get the treasure of the Lanshan faction, he had waited too long.
"Sure enough, it's a white-eyed wolf that can't be raised. I should have killed you when you were born. ”
Lan Shan looked at Lan Chengfeng viciously, he knew Lan Chengfeng very well, and knew that he might not survive tonight, since this was the case, there was no need to do anything to beg for mercy.
"Hmph. Lan Chengfeng snorted coldly, pulled out his long sword, put it against Lan Shan's neck, and said, "I learned from you, and I blame you for teaching too well!"