I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 230: Achieving the Yang God
On the crowded street, Zhang Chen and Zhong Xiang were walking one after the other.

"Let's make a deal. If you can get my grandfather to stop being so stubborn and solve his doubts, I will help you once. If not, I won't help you!" Zhong Xiang opened the door, walked in front, and said.

Zhang Chen followed behind Zhong Xiang and patted his chest to assure him: "Don't worry, the answers to those two questions already exist. I just need to tell our grandfather and everything will be back on track."

"It's my grandpa!" When Zhong Xiang heard Zhang Chen calling him "grandpa", he always felt that this guy was taking advantage of him.

"We are close friends, so why should we be separated?" Zhang Chen followed behind Zhong Xiang and smiled, his eyes fell on Zhong Xiang's buttocks: "Brother Zhong, your buttocks are really white, tender and round. I have never seen such a round buttocks."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Xiang's face immediately turned red with shame and anger. Fiery red energy flowed around his body and the blue bricks under his feet instantly melted into magma.

"You dare to talk nonsense in front of me, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Zhong Xiang looked at Zhang Chen coldly.

"You can't kill me!" Zhang Chen replied.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will tear your dog mouth apart." Zhong Xiang was a little angry at this time.

Zhang Chen walked up to Zhong Xiang and slapped him on the butt without caring: "Boy, we are all men, what is there to be shy about?"

"Zhang Chen!!!" Zhong Xiang gnashed his teeth in anger: "Do you believe that I will cut you into pieces?"

"Of course I believe it." Zhang Chen replied seriously: "And then?"

Then Zhong Xiang's momentum stagnated, all his words were blocked, and finally he stomped his feet and walked away.

He and Zhang Chen are now in the same boat, what can he do?
He was also helpless.

Zhong Xiang now relies on Zhang Chen to break the curse. After all, this kid is very weird. If there is anyone who can break the curse, it will most likely be this kid.

Zhong Xiang was so angry that he had nothing to say. He turned his head to look at the people coming and going on the street, and walked towards his temporary residence. Soon he arrived in front of a manor outside the city: "Follow me."

The two of them walked all the way to a garden in the backyard, but the garden was already withered and yellow, with only a few old trees still standing tall and green. Mr. Wu was sitting under a big tree, looking at the leaves with a decadent look on his face, without saying a word.

Zhang Chen looked at Mr. Wu, whose face was pale and bloodless, and didn't mind solving his doubts. Mr. Wu only crippled Chen Sanliang, and Han Suzhen's death had nothing to do with Mr. Wu.

"Speaking of which, my Taoist heart that I called your grandfather has collapsed. Your grandfather won't just pick up a knife and kill me when he sees me, right?" Zhang Chen suddenly asked at this time.

Zhong Xiang turned his head to look at Zhang Chen, too lazy to pay attention to this grandson, and then walked straight to the big tree.

"Grandpa, that bastard Zhang Chen is here." Zhong Xiang came in front of Mr. Wu and said in a low voice.

"That kid is here?" Mr. Wu turned his head and looked at Zhang Chen excitedly. He stood up excitedly and said, "Kid, I have been looking for you for a long time. Those two questions bothered me a lot. Come here quickly. I have some questions to ask you."

"Hello, Mr. Five." Zhang Chen bowed respectfully to Zhong Wubai. This man was one of the leading figures in the Confucian school. He would be working in the academy in the future. If he could resolve the feud, he would be happy.

"Don't be so polite. Let me ask you, do you have answers to the two questions you asked that day?" Mr. Wu walked forward excitedly, grabbed Zhang Chen's shoulders, and looked at him with burning eyes.

"What two questions did I ask you that day?" Zhang Chen couldn't quite remember. After all, he had been very busy recently and was extremely nervous. He was just talking nonsense at the time, so how could he care so much?

Hearing Zhang Chen's words, Mr. Wu's expectant expression froze on his face, his eyes full of disbelief: "Such a question that contains great truths, you don't take it to heart?"

"I was just making it up at the time." Zhang Chen said nonchalantly.

In fact, the real reason is that there are three such moral issues in later generations. He was too anxious at the time and could not remember which two he asked.

Mr. Wu took a deep breath, a helpless look flashing on his face, and then he said, "First question, if a stranger falls into a well, if you save him, you will die, will you save him or not?"

Mr. Wu looked at Zhang Chen eagerly: "Should I save him or not? If I save him, I will die, but I don't want to die. If I don't save him, it goes against my moral principles. Pain and self-blame torment me day and night. So should I save him or not?"

In fact, this is not only Mr. Wu's question, but also the question in the hearts of scholars all over the world. Even Zhong Xiang, who was standing next to him, was staring at Zhang Chen with his eyes full of exploration and thirst for knowledge.

Zhang Chen paused for a moment before saying, "As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. A gentleman will not put himself in danger. But a saint will take responsibility!"

"We are just ordinary people. Being called a gentleman already means we have great virtue. How can we compare with a saint?" Zhang Chen said with a smile.

After hearing these words, Zhong Xiang and Mr. Wu were struck by lightning. They stood there in a daze, as if they had suddenly been enlightened, and their eyes were full of brilliance.

Mr. Wu's body was shaking at this moment, his eyes filled with shock: "So that's it! So that's it! A gentleman won't save someone, but a saint will. I'm not even a gentleman, let alone a saint?"

"As the saying goes, nothing is beyond fate, so accept it as it is. That is why those who know their fate do not stand under a rock wall. Those who die after fulfilling their duty have a proper fate; those who die in fetters and chains do not have a proper fate."

Zhang Chen said with a smile, the meaning of this passage is that nothing is not determined by fate, and those who obey fate and accept fate are normal; therefore, those who understand fate will not stand under a dangerous wall. Those who die while doing their best to practice the right way are normal; those who die after committing a crime and being punished are not normal.

Mr. Wu was struck by lightning when he heard this. He stood there in a daze, repeating Zhang Chen's words over and over again: "As the saying goes, nothing is beyond fate, so accept it as it is. That's why those who know their fate don't stand under a rock wall. Those who die after fulfilling their duty have a righteous fate; those who die in shackles do not have a righteous fate."

At this time, Mr. Wu was completely crazy, his body was shaking constantly, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes:

"Everything is destiny!"

"What you said is the supreme truth, and it is the truth. If I had heard the truth in the morning, I could have died in the evening! Your words are profound and profound, and I am not as good as you!"

At this time, Zhong Wubai changed the way he addressed Zhang Chen, and directly called him "Mr." Then Mr. Wu laughed wildly, and the mysterious aura gathered around him. The fate that had originally dispersed, now gathered wildly, and in an instant, he had restored the previous vigorous momentum around him, and the whole person was wrapped in the aura of righteousness.

"There is a second question." Mr. Wu stared at Zhang Chen with burning eyes. He had a premonition that if he could get the answer to the second question, he would be able to break free from the shackles, move to a higher level, break through the obstacles of the Yin God, and give birth to a point of pure Yang in the extreme Yin.

"If a carriage is running away and out of control, and you are the driver, and there are seven people blocking the road ahead, if you hit them, those seven people will surely die. If you deflect the carriage, and there is a person on the road where the carriage deflects, will you save him?"

Mr. Wu was very respectful to Zhang Chen at this time. The majestic aura around him was swaying, and he seemed extremely active. It was obvious that he had reached the point of a breakthrough.

"No rescue!" Zhang Chen said without hesitation and firmly.

"What if one person's death can save tens of millions of people?" Mr. Wu asked.

This is the extension and key to the whole problem, and also the most unsolvable part.

"I still won't save him! Even if one person dies and the whole world lives, I still won't save him!" Zhang Chen answered firmly.

Mr. Wu looked at the decisive battlefield and tentatively gave his answer: "Is it fate?"

"No!" Zhang Chen shook his head.

Zhong Xiang looked at Zhang Chen and asked tentatively, "Is it because you don't know whether the seven people are good or evil? If seven evil people die, and one good person is killed by mistake, it would be a grave sin."

"Not really." Zhang Chen shook his head.

"Please help me solve my doubts." Upon hearing this, Mr. Wu bowed to Zhang Chen and performed a respectful salute.

"Actually, the reason is very simple, because I'm afraid that I'll be the one who gets crushed to death." Although Zhang Chen's voice was very soft, it sounded like thunder in the ears of Zhong Xiang and Mr. Wu. Zhong Xiang fell directly to the ground with a pale face, and Mr. Wu was like being hit by a stick, and was enlightened by the immortal in the dark.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! I see! I see!"

At this moment, Mr. Wu raised his head and let out a long roar, his voice full of excitement and high spirits. His already surging righteous energy became even more boiling, and wisps of pure yang energy were born in his soul, forming an earth-shaking column of righteous light that shot up into the sky.

Along with the appearance of the light column, a majestic and powerful wave emanated from the light column and spread to all corners of the world.

“Yang Shen! That old fellow Zhong Wubai actually achieved Yang Shen!”

In an inconspicuous courtyard in the city, Xie Lingyun was talking to Xie Xuan. Suddenly, Xie Xuan raised his head and looked at the column of light rising into the sky outside the city, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Didn't Xie Xuan have his Tao heart shattered by Zhang Chen? How did he break it and then immediately become a Yang God?" Upon hearing this, Xie Lingyun's face suddenly darkened. The appearance of a Yang God would have a crucial impact on the situation in the north.

Xie Xuan's face calmed down after hearing this. He stared at the majestic beam of light for a long time before saying, "Take the gift and go to the Zhong Family Manor."

"Yes!" Xie Lingyun took a breath and turned around to prepare.

In the mountain where the Feng Shui tomb was located, flames shot up into the sky. Mr. Wuliu was standing in the flames, staring at the mountains carefully, looking for Zhang Chen's trace. He believed that when the mountain was burned by fire, Zhang Chen would definitely reveal his whereabouts.

Those nine flying swords are related to the foundation of his livelihood, and he must do everything he can to get them back.

Just as he was concentrating on gazing at the mountains, suddenly a majestic aura rose from outside the city. Mr. Wuliu turned his head to look in the direction of the majestic light column, his eyes full of disbelief: "Someone has achieved enlightenment! He actually directly achieved Yang Shen."

His eyes were full of envy. Although Yang God and Yin God seemed to be in the same realm, there was a world of difference between them. It was like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

A Yang God can control all kinds of energy between heaven and earth, such as wind, rain, thunder and lightning, unlike a Yin God who can only control matter.

"That direction is the Zhong family's manor. How could that bastard Zhong Wubai become a Yang God after breaking through and then standing up again? Damn it, how could he get there first?" Mr. Wuliu's eyes were filled with indignation, but he quickly calmed down: "Sir, you should quickly prepare gifts and go to Zhong Wubai's manor to pay him a visit. Another Yang God has appeared in the North, which will definitely change the overall situation in the North. We in the Pingbian Palace must win him over. Even if he is just a passerby, he can still be won over."

The Zhong family's roots are in the capital, and Zhong Wubai is just a passer-by in the north, but it is not impossible to win him over. After Zhong Wubai advances to Yangshen, he will definitely be the first person in the Zhong family. In the future, the Zhong family will be under his control. If he can win over Zhong Wubai, then won't the entire Zhong family be at his disposal?
Outside the wasteland, in front of a solitary grave, Chen Sanliang felt the mighty fluctuations, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the Zhong family manor, his eyes suddenly reddened: "Impossible! How can this despicable villain achieve enlightenment as a Yang God! How can he achieve enlightenment as a Yang God!"

"I don't accept it! What right does this despicable villain have to do this? God is blind! God is blind!" Chen Sanliang was so angry that he cursed loudly, his chest felt suffocated and he vomited blood.

At this time, countless scholars and celebrities in the north looked at the righteous spirit rising into the sky, with excitement in their eyes. Confucianism had once again found a pillar, how could it not be exciting?
Countless scholars simply stopped looking for the mystery and went straight to the Zhong family manor, wanting to be the first to pay a visit and make friends.

In the small courtyard, the aura of the Yang God burst out mightily, forcing Zhang Chen and Zhong Xiang to retreat. Zhong Wubai quickly held back his aura. At this moment, Zhong Xiang stepped forward quickly, looking at his grandfather in disbelief: "Young Master, you...you...have attained the Yang God?"

This is the Yang God!

The world's top expert!

"It was luck." Zhong Wubai laughed loudly, his voice full of joy.

The corner of Zhong Xiang's mouth curled up into an exaggerated arc. As his little grandfather attained the status of Yang God, the pressure brought by the curse that had deceived everyone was instantly swept away.

From today on, his Zhong family is not just a vassal family that relies on the intimidation of the royal family of the Dasheng Dynasty, his Zhong family is the Yangshen family!

Zhong Wubai restrained his aura, and there was no sign of abnormality. He stood there like an ordinary middle-aged man, then looked at Zhang Chen and bowed to him: "I will never forget your guidance today, and I will definitely repay you in the future."

Zhang Chen glanced at Zhong Wubai and thought that he would just listen to what this guy said. If he really believed it, he would be a fool.

(End of this chapter)