Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 277 Is this guy named Lin Feng really a good person?

Zhang Ze reported to his mother-in-law and asked for half a day off, preparing to go to Yangguan Road to meet someone.

Qiu Jidan, Master Qiu.

A special envoy of the Hundred Demons Sect whose united front value is constantly declining.

Not only was Zhang Ze almost forgetting him, but the amazing thing was that even the Hundred Demons Sect was doing the same.

There is no way around it. In many cases, value is positively correlated with rarity.

If there is only one of a thing left in the world, its departure is a tragedy for civilization and requires repeated reflection.

But if there are 100 million or more of these things, then, depending on how popular they are, they can be treated in two ways: "Who are you, buddy?" and "Something on the side of the road."

Mr. Qiu Jidan would not have fallen to this point, but the Sword Sect's attitude towards him was to let things take their course.

Although he had made great military achievements, he not only provided Zhang Ze with the talented Song Qingpao, but also made many outstanding achievements with Brother Feng during their trip to the northern border.

But his rarity is still gradually decreasing.

There are too many captives from the Hundred Demons Sect and reformed soul cultivators from the Hundred Demons Sect here now. In the near future, more cultivators from the Hundred Demons Sect will come to Qingjing.

Mr. Qiu's rarity has changed from gold to blue.

After he repented, he severed his own meridians and only lived until the Qinghe Meeting. During this time, he stayed in his study to suppress his evil thoughts, rarely going out, and recording the secrets he knew in the form of ciphers.

Therefore, the legend of the hero Qiu in the martial arts world of Qingjing gradually faded away with the wind and was replaced by Qianji Pavilion's new advertisement, the bounty order for the ancient monster.

I guess only a few people will still vaguely remember the unlucky guy who liked to fan himself in the autumn and was kind-hearted.

As for the Sword Hall, the only person who truly cares about him may be the old swordsman who retired from the front line and teaches in the Sword Hall.

This old swordsman who gave up swordplay to pursue literature has always regarded Qiu Jidan as his own student.

However, the old man died yesterday due to the end of his life.

Zhang Ze held a list and looked at his junior fellow student who was on duty behind the desk. "Are you saying that this Hero Qiu hasn't left the house since returning from the northern border?"

Jiantang is a police station set up by Jianzong in various places. Those casual cultivators who join Jiantang as temporary workers cannot eat and drink here for free. They need to go out on duty every month to assist Jianzong cultivators in handling matters of all sizes.

After Mr. Qiu and Lin Feng returned from the north, he never stepped out of the small courtyard where he lived.

This behavior is generally called ghost employment.

"Yes." The young disciple rubbed his hands, seeming to be a little afraid of Zhang Ze, but still mustered up the courage to say.

"This was Mr. Qingyuan's instruction before he left. He told us not to disturb Mr. Qiu, saying that he had important matters to attend to."

Zhang Ze waved his hand. "Nothing, I'm just asking casually. He and I are old friends, and I came here to ask him some questions."

This time, Zhang Ze wanted to ask Qiu Jidan about the Hundred Demons Sect and help him check his illness.

Looking at Mr. Qiu's schizophrenia that he developed while studying in the training hall, he is now in a state of being half-good, half-bad.

This disease gave Qiu Jidan the possibility of turning over a new leaf, and all Zhang Ze needed to do was to strip away his evil personality.

His Xiantian Dao Pill is just right for this task.

If successful, we might be able to set up a detention center in the future to allow them to start a new life and reform themselves.

Become a prison warden or something.
Thinking about these messy things, Zhang Ze was led by his junior brother to a small courtyard. The courtyard was secluded and there was no one around.

"Mr. Qiu, are you there?"

No one responded in the yard. Zhang Ze sensed it, frowned slightly and raised his hand to signal his junior brother not to shout. He took a step forward and went directly to the backyard, then pushed open the door of the study.

The junior fellow apprentice was also very nimble, and when Zhang Ze pushed the door open, he climbed over the wall. However, when he saw the condition of the house, he screamed and almost fell down.

Qiu Jidan is dead.

suicide.

Qiu Jidan knelt on the ground, with no external injuries, but died from a broken meridian. In front of him lay a book, and beneath it lay a letter.

"Don't scream." Zhang Ze asked the frightened junior brother to calm down first.

Not long after his death, his three souls and seven spirits had not dissipated. Not only that, they were entangled together like two cyclones, and one of them was trying to devour the other.

Zhang Ze hurriedly took out a square scarf woven with soul silk from his treasure bag and placed it in front of his mouth. Then he pinched his fingers and took a deep breath.

The Xiantian Dao Dan in his body was activated, and a cyclone swirled in the room. The two souls that were constantly fighting were sucked into his mouth in an instant and wrapped by the square towel.

This was the first time he used this spell, and he hadn't come up with a name for it yet, so the way he cast it sounded a bit rustic.

"Senior brother, what is this method of yours? Why didn't my master teach me?" the younger brother asked curiously.

"Your senior brother and I just created something called Breathing of the Sun. I'll write it down in a few days and put it in the library. You can go and read it yourself." Zhang Ze thought for a moment and continued, "I'm going to take this man's body and the things in the study away. You go guard outside the courtyard and don't let anyone in."

"Oh, okay senior brother."

After the child left, Zhang Ze used another magic weapon to absorb Qiu Jidan's body and everything in the house, then cast a spell and rushed directly back to Qianji Pavilion.

At the construction site, Xuan Jian, wrapped in black stockings, was floating around like an invisible mobile camera.

Now Li Yu and his people no longer live inside Xuanjian, but each has their own small soul box.

The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain found a batch of second-hand magic weapons to suppress evil from the warehouse and placed an order with Qianji Pavilion to have them modified and refurbished.

After the renovation, the prison cells were transformed into villas, and these reformed soul cultivators of the Hundred Demons Sect now had their own permanent home.

However, these small boxes are not free, but Qianji Pavilion is also very considerate and provides these soul cultivators with twelve installments of interest-free loans.

The soul cultivators had no objection to this. They were already criminals, and being able to become souls again was already a mercy outside the law. It was their right to make a living through labor.

When Zhang Ze found Xuan Jian and Li Yu with a small cloth bag, he was stunned.

He has been practicing in seclusion in the mountains these days and he doesn't have much understanding of what is happening in the outside world.

He looked at Li Yu's fancy little soul box full of special effects and didn't know how to comment on it.

Does this count as taking out a loan to buy skins?

However, these were all trivial matters. He called out and asked Li Yu to follow him into the Xuanjian.

When he got inside Xuanjian, Zhang Ze released the soul he had captured and Qiu Jidan's body.

At this time, Qiu Jidan's soul underwent another strange change. Perhaps because it was kept in the cloth bag by Zhang Ze, the two souls showed a tendency to merge together again.

They discussed it for a while, but couldn't find any good solution.

Qiu Jidan's body was already dead and there was no possibility of his soul coming back to life.

Although his soul has not dissipated, it cannot be awakened. As time passes, even if the two souls merge together again, they will eventually dissipate between heaven and earth.

After casting a spell to immobilize the spirit for a while, Zhang Ze thought for a moment and suddenly had an idea. "Wait a minute, I have a plan."

Not long after, Zhang Ze brought Brother Feng into Xuanjian.

Li Yu was startled when he saw Lin Feng. He shrank back unconsciously, and his soul became a little faint.

Although his cultivation was much higher than Lin Feng's, for some reason, he always felt like a mouse seeing a cat when he saw that person, as if he would be eaten alive in the next second.

"Who is this person?" Li Yu asked Xuanjian.

[Zhang Ze's junior fellow apprentice, well, he's also a talent.]

Xuanjian thought about it and could only give this evaluation.

Because his impression of Lin Feng still remains from a few months ago. Although Lin Feng was a little taciturn at that time, he was still normal.

At this moment, Lin Feng really looked like a ghost. His hair, which had been meticulously groomed, was now disheveled. His dark circles were frighteningly heavy, and some black air was coming out from around him from time to time.

If it weren't for his physical body, he would be more like a soul cultivator than Li Yu.

But Zhang Ze didn't care. "Brother Feng, can you help me separate these things?"

Lin Feng squatted down carelessly, tilted his head and looked at the soul floating in front of him, muttering to himself.

With this in mind, he looked even more like a ghost.

In order not to disturb Brother Feng, Zhang Ze stepped aside, and Xuan Jian took the opportunity to come over and ask.

【what happened to him? 】

"Didn't Brother Feng's Dao heart get shattered when he entered the Jade Book Illusionary Realm Trial? Then I gave him some small suggestions and asked him to seek help from the masters."

【And then it became like this? 】

"Ah."

In Brother Feng's words, that means he accepted his original self.

I don’t know what kind of strong medicine the elders gave Lin Feng. Now Brother Feng’s Taoism heart has long been restored, and his cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds. Even his speech has become much more normal. But for some reason, his image has begun to develop in the direction of Old Tang.

But one Old Tang is enough, there won’t be a second one.

Just as Zhang Ze and Xuan Jian were chatting, Brother Feng also took action.

He half-knelt on the ground, muttering something, then reached into his dantian and pulled out a black sword.

Zhang Ze had seen that sword before, but it was not as long as it is now. It was more like a dagger than a sword. But now the sword has changed its appearance. Not only does it look scary, it is also dripping with black mucus, and black lightning is moving along the sword body.

[Brother Feng, is he really a good person?]

Seeing Brother Feng's look, Xuan Jian couldn't help but ask another question.

"Well, probably," Zhang Ze comforted.

Lin Feng raised his sword and pointed it at Qiu Jidan's soul.

Didn't cut it.

The soul changed like a fox that smelled blood. The largest half stood up, began to separate, and crawled towards Lin Feng's sword.

The soul gradually turned black. At the moment when it was about to separate completely, Lin Feng slashed with a sword, and the black soul was instantly wrapped in black thunder.

Qiu Jidan's face appeared in it, but it looked hideous and ferocious.

"Destroy."

Brother Feng swung his sword again, slashing the face into nothingness.

"No problem, senior brother. It's up to you from now on." Lin Feng said, taking a step back.

Xuanjian came over again and asked.

[Why is he so weird? That Black Sword Ghost thing is fine, where did he pick it up from?]

[Also, the feeling when he spoke to me just now was definitely different from before. He seemed much more relaxed and definitely didn't seem like a bad person.]

What did your master and his men do?

"Who knows? Everyone has their own way. Just think of it as Brother Feng changing his job."

【Change job?】

"It's okay, I just said it casually. Let me deal with this soul first." Zhang Ze stepped forward and sat cross-legged in front of the translucent soul, then clumsily used the power of the Xiantian Dao Dan to play with the soul.

It doesn't make sense to say that he is playing with it, but Zhang Ze's technique is indeed like shaping a clay figure, which makes people imagine.

Zhang Ze had no choice. This was the first time he did this. The method he used was deduced from the original method of the Human Emperor and combined with the Xiantian Dao Dan. He didn't know whether it would work or not.

After all, healing is always harder than destruction.

Moreover, his method has limitations. It is not suitable for everyone and requires opportunity.

This soul is too small to be molded into the appearance of an adult, and Zhang Ze doesn't know what Qiu Jidan looked like when he was a child, so he can only mold it according to his own preferences.

Zhang Ze paused for a moment until he reached the lower body.

After thinking about it, he decided to make a small elephant for Hero Chou. He didn't know whether it would be useful for soul cultivation, but he still had to have it.

However, after it was reshaped into a human form, this small soul did not wake up.

[Not working? I told you not to pinch that. And your pinching is asymmetrical, which definitely disrupts the balance.]

"Stop making trouble. Let me think about it." Zhang Ze pulled Xuanjian away to stop it from making trouble.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ze waved to Li Yu and said, "Borrow some."

"Borrow what?" Li Yu didn't understand.

"Your soul." Zhang Ze pointed at Li Yu's body. "It's not for nothing. It can be used as collateral for a loan."

Hearing this, Li Yu sold himself to pay off his debts faster. He rubbed his arms and handed a separated soul to Zhang Ze.

Just like when he first completed half of the star chart.

Zhang Ze carefully took over the soul, then transferred it to Qiu Jidan's soul, and glued them together with the power of the Xiantian Dao Pill.

There was a slight obstruction in the bonding process, but it did not last long. Soon after, the child-like soul opened its eyes.

"Qiu Jidan?" Zhang Ze asked.

But the child shook his head, "He's dead."

Before Zhang Ze could continue to ask, the child continued, "He said he didn't deserve it and shouldn't live."

This soul was too weak. After saying only these two sentences, its color began to fade.

He paused for a long time before speaking again, "Before he left, he asked me to tell you that the book is a cipher text, and the cipher text is the books in his study."

"By comparing them one by one, we can decode it."

"Also, please pass the letter to Mr. Qing Yuan for him."

After saying this, the child looked as if he was about to lose his soul.

Li Yu hurried forward to protect the child.

Zhang Ze didn't know who this child was, was he a new Qiu Jidan, or an independent soul.

Do not understand.

So soul cultivators all reproduce asexually?

Zhang Ze suddenly thought of the centaur-like Nightmare Lord. That sister's existence was similar to that of a soul cultivator. It seemed that she reproduced asexually and only needed some yang energy to assist.

Before he could think too much, Zhang Ze stopped his thoughts from slipping. He asked Li Yu to take care of the child first, then left Xuanjian to find his master.

Soon, Qiu Jidan's residence in the Sword Hall was put under guard, and Zhang Ze handed over the notebook and all the books in his room to the Sword Sect elder in charge of this matter.

Afterwards, he asked his mother-in-law for half a day off, and then he and Brother Feng came to the tomb of Mr. Qingyuan.

The monks of the Sword Sect do not have the conventional etiquette of the mortal world. If a person dies and has a body, they will bury it directly, and at most their sword sheath will be buried with the body.

Zhang Ze and Lin Feng stood in front of Mr. Qing Yuan's tomb and set fire to Qiu Jidan's unopened letter.

Some things are unnecessary to watch.

"Brother, why don't you use your method to call Mr. Qingyuan back?" Brother Feng suddenly asked.

"Come on, you think too highly of me. I can't do that kind of thing."

After the letter burned out, Zhang Ze poured another pot of wine in front of the grave, "The dead are gone, all is over."

After standing for a while, Zhang Ze found a place nearby and put a small urn in it.

Hero Qiu also needs a place to stay.

"Let's go." After doing everything, Zhang Ze called Lin Feng.

After delivering the letter, the two men slowly walked down the mountain. Halfway down, Zhang Ze suddenly asked a question, "Brother Feng, do you think human nature is evil or good?"

Lin Feng thought about it, then shook his head, "I don't know what you think, brother."

"I don't think it matters. Whether you're good or evil, you're born that way and can't change it even if you want to. What matters is the environment and education you receive. I believe people can change."

"Brother Feng, have you heard the story of Meng's mother moving three times?"

After saying this, Zhang Ze regretted it. He remembered that there didn't seem to be such an allusion here, but he didn't expect Brother Feng to say that he had heard of it.

"It's the story of how Senior Meng Qiushan moved three mountains and allowed his child to practice in seclusion there so that he wouldn't be disturbed by external affairs."

Zhang Ze, "?"

This somewhat crazy story is not important, so Zhang Ze didn't dwell on it.

"I just came across this kind of thing today, and it just came to me on a whim. I was thinking that if Hero Qiu hadn't been born in the Hundred Demons Sect, wouldn't there be so many troubles?"

"If you had become Mr. Qingyuan's student earlier, then we wouldn't have been able to do the job of pouring wine and delivering the letter for Mr. Qingyuan just now."

"Indeed." Brother Feng said.

People can change, and Brother Feng himself is an example.

Because of Zhang Ze, he embarked on a different path.

But this change has nothing to do with rigid dogma, it is just the subtle influence of the environment and the people around him. Brother Feng is still Brother Feng.

He himself is seeking change.

After walking for a while, Zhang Ze casually asked, "By the way, Brother Feng, what happened to your black sword? Didn't you say before that you wanted to throw it away and start over?"

Zhang Ze just asked casually, but Brother Feng suddenly became embarrassed. "Hey, this is what happened."

Brother Feng's heart was broken before because he felt that he was too dependent on external things, especially those that came from unknown sources. He wanted to throw them all away and start over.

Fortunately, Zhang Ze gave him some advice and he went to find his master.

Originally, Lin Feng was prepared for being criticized by his master and even having his cultivation abolished.

However, his master did laugh, and laughed quite happily.

"My master said, just wait for me to admit it myself. There's really no point sneaking around like a thief all day long."

"So, it was your master who helped you make the sword become like that." Zhang Ze asked.

Lin Feng shook his head, smoothed his loose hair, then took out a secret book from his ring and handed it to Zhang Ze.

The secret book is written on the cover.

A Guide to Using the Ten Great Swords: Zhuyuan Jinglei, Seventh Edition

The author is the leader of the Sword Sect.

Zhuyuan Jinglei is Brother Feng’s black sword.

Zhang Ze wanted to say something but stopped himself. Brother Feng looked at him, nodded, and took out the second secret book.

On the Sacred Talismans of Qimen

Author, Lao Tang.

Brother Feng’s ability to dig up so many secret realms was inseparable from the help of his holy talisman.

Then came the third one.

The Magical Power of the Ancient Seal of the Buddha (crossed out) Gate (crossed out)

Author, Little Monk.

The ancient seal magical power, which Brother Feng had hidden before and secretly used to strengthen his body.

"Master, you didn't say anything, you just gave me three books. Sigh." Brother Feng's voice sounded a little hopeless.

The six old men of the clan like to create handmade secrets or leave opportunities in various places, and Feng Ge's three proud trump cards all come from Zhang Ze's acquaintances.
I can only say that Brother Feng is worthy of being Brother Feng, he is indeed extremely lucky.

The more Brother Feng thought about the three secret books, the more ashamed he felt. He felt that the sense of superiority he had at that time, which was superior to the six sects, was as stupid as a fool.

When Zhang Ze mentioned this matter, he was so ashamed that his toes started scratching the three-bedroom apartment in his shoes.

"Sorry, Senior Brother, I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Ze to reply, Brother Feng disappeared without a trace.

After watching Brother Feng leave, Zhang Ze saw that the sun had not yet set, so he planned to go to the construction site again.

He had a lot to think about.

With Qiu Jidan's departure, he seemed to have some new ideas.

His thoughts were in a mess, and Brother Feng was embarrassed by him and ran away. There were some things that no one could say. Zhang Ze took out the small walnut and prepared to talk to his junior sister.

The mother-in-law just said that they were not allowed to appear in the same frame, but she didn't say that they were not allowed to chat.

However, after calling for a long time, I couldn’t get through at all.

"What the hell is this girl doing?"

The mother-in-law was also thinking about this question: what was that girl doing?
She just received a complaint from a neighbor, saying that her daughter drove away someone else's mountain.

I don't know how Chen Qin persuaded the giant turtle Zhu Luo to join the gang. He also took away the Linglu Valley of the Beast Taming Sect and used it as the headquarters of the Xinhe Liansheng.

Not only that, Longhu Mountain also sent a letter of complaint, asking her to return their young master as soon as possible.

Xiao Tang was an honest child. Before running away from home, he left a letter for his uncles, saying that he was invited by Senior Sister Chen from the Sword Sect to go to Xinhe Liansheng to be a double red flower stick.

headache.

Mo Jingchun suddenly felt a little regretful. He regretted letting Chen Qin go. His daughter was too destructive.

It seems that his daughter will only be quiet when she is with Zhang Ze?
What a worldly thing.

"Forget it, Senior Zhuluo should be fine here."

It seems that the things happening with the Beast Taming Sect were not just his daughter's idea. The Li siblings must have also been involved.

As for the complaints about Longhushan
Forward to Old Tang.

(End of this chapter)