Legend of Zhan Zhao

Chapter 86 You are the root cause of everything
"What!!"

These words were like a thunderclap, causing the high-ranking members of the Six Doors to feel their blood boil and nearly lose their breath.

Is Lu Jiuyuan a "ghost" within the Six Doors?
Once a member of the "Ten Directions Ghost Clan," he later participated in the case of framing the Gu family father and daughter. His methods were despicable, shameless, and utterly devoid of conscience.
"This is impossible!"

The first to object was, of course, Zhou Wuxin.

He was Lu Jiuyuan's disciple, and the two people he admired most in his life were his master and his senior brother Su Wuqing, who also received Lu Jiuyuan's true teachings.

How could they possibly admit that Lu Jiuyuan was a "ghost"?
Besides, if Lu Jiuyuan really is a "ghost," then what about Su Wuqing?
As Lu Jiuyuan's disciple and the current head of the Six Doors, what is Su Wuqing's stance?
The same thoughts also surfaced in the minds of the others.

"Could it be that……"

It wasn't that they doubted their old friend; it was simply that Zhan Zhao's previous achievements had proven the accuracy of their judgment.

Moreover, such accusations are meaningless if they are baseless.

Since the two are complete strangers, why resort to slander?

Could it be that this acting detective has actually uncovered some unspeakable secrets, which is why he has made such a sensational accusation?
"The fall of the Heavenly Prison is no small matter; you must go and provide support immediately!"

Without time to think, Zhan Zhao let out a loud shout.

First, he pushed Gu Lin in his hand to Pang Wen, and a force sent the two of them into the Six Doors together.

Finally, he turned to Madam Gu with a serious expression and said, "I will deal with this person!"

In the brief exchange, Madam Gu, who was in a state of spiritual travel and whose figure could almost shrink the distance between people, had already rushed to the front of them.

Their gazes clashed fiercely in the void, like iron needles striking each other.

Without saying a word.

Suddenly a gust of wind howled, tearing the silk—

A bluish light suddenly appeared between Madam Gu's brows.

Unlike the previously scattered Seven Emotions Sword Intent, the sword intent at this moment was like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, forging an invisible heart sword in the depths of her eyes.

The moment the sword appeared, it unleashed a massive mental storm.

The air within a radius of about ten feet seemed to be torn apart by a tremendous force, twisting and trembling as if an invisible giant hand was frantically stirring it.

Zhan Zhao, who was the first to be affected, felt a tremor in his sea of ​​consciousness—

The bluestone slabs in front of the six doors transformed into a swamp of blood in his eyes.

The shouts of the crowd around them were faint and indistinct across the vast mountains and seas.

Even the longsword that had been with him for many years suddenly became incredibly heavy, almost slipping from his grasp and falling to the ground.

Amidst the howling winds, a pure spiritual shock swept across all directions.

This method represents a high level of spiritual cultivation and mental refinement.

Under normal circumstances, this is a realm that only martial arts masters can access.

Below the level of a Grandmaster, even someone like Jiewen, who can project his true energy like a Buddha statue, would find it difficult to unleash such a terrifying mental attack.

However, Madam Gu's profound mastery of the Heart Sword Divine Technique allowed her to reach this level ahead of time.

This was actually the source of the extreme danger Zhan Zhao felt when he first met this person.

Faced with this all-out attack, Zhan Zhao's first reaction was that he could not withstand it.

But what followed was a faint golden light, illuminating the hazy world.

When you are scattered, you can "calm your mind"; when you are drowsy, you can "settle your mind"; when you are attached, you can "stop your mind".

When lost, one can "observe one's mind"; when enlightened, one can "awaken one's mind"; when in distress, one can "share one's mind".

The situation at this moment is precisely one of disarray, confusion, disorientation, and distress.

It even touches on persistence and understanding.

"With a clear and pure mind, one is inherently without defilement, responding to circumstances with ease and freedom!"

Calm the mind, settle the mind, stop the mind, observe the mind, awaken the mind, and unite the mind.

With all six hearts united, Zhan Zhao was suddenly filled with a sense of peace, and a calm expression appeared between his brows.

The Six Minds Clarity Technique is not used to defend against enemies, but to restrain one's own distracting thoughts.

When the six senses arise together, all thoughts cease together.

A moment of mental clarity caused Madam Gu to let out a soft exclamation.

In her perception, this person suddenly disappeared on a spiritual level.

The numerous influences exerted will naturally vanish.

In Zhan Zhao's vision, all illusions shattered like glass.

Only that chilling sword light, solid as a tangible substance, like a net woven from moonlight falling from the heavens, swept in with the power to annihilate the soul—

The true source of inner demons is the tip of the sword.

It pierced like lightning, reaching a foot in front of the brow.

"Zhan Shenbu!!"

Pang Wen was greatly alarmed.

But after taking just one step, he was caught in that mental storm, and blood instantly flowed from his ears and nose, causing him to stagger backward.

Even Zhao Wujiu, who was using the full power of the Riding the Yellow Wind True Technique to arrive first despite being late, groaned and showed pain the moment he was caught in the mental storm, making it difficult to rescue him.

In the blink of an eye, it was Jiewen who actually stepped in to stop it.

"Amitabha!"

This portly monk, who resembled Maitreya Buddha, no longer used his robes to transform into a cloth bag.

The hole in his sleeve was clearly from a recent sword piercing through it by Madam Gu.

But as he slowly raised his palm, the illusory Buddha light behind him also rose into the sky.

It was slapped down from a distance.

The first rays of Buddha's light appeared.

As soon as this palm strike was launched, the momentum of Madam Gu's fully activated Heart Sword suddenly dropped, and the sword tip, which was originally as fast as lightning, clearly paused.

They managed to secure an opportunity to avoid the situation.

It might save his life, but serious injury would be inevitable. At this critical moment, the nameless mental cultivation technique in Zhan Zhao's body, which was originally only used to expel poison and heal wounds, suddenly activated. He moved at will, raised his left arm, and casually pinched up with two fingers.

The moonlit sword light suddenly froze.

The sharp edge of the inner demon was actually caught between his fingers.

Most importantly, the terrifying sword energy attached to the tip of the sword also vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

However, Madam Gu's momentum as she flew towards him did not diminish.

One rapier, the other a dagger, maintaining this posture.

The storm continued to rage, and no one could get close within a few feet.

They could only watch helplessly as the two pushed their way out.

He only slowly stopped moving when the ground was plowed deep by his feet.

They remained motionless, locked in a stalemate.

"Gu Tanyue, stop!"

Jiewen stood behind Madam Gu and spoke slowly. The depletion from the Buddha's Light Palm strike was also extremely serious for him.

"Please sheathe your sword!"

As Zhan Zhao's deep voice rang out, Madam Gu's flowing hair fell down, and the Heart Demon Guidance was finally slowly pulled out from between those two fingers.

Seeing that Zhan Zhao had actually held on, Jie Wen stood in front of the Six Doors again, firmly blocking the extremely powerful female swordsman.

The members of the Six Doors, who had been drenched in cold sweat, finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't stay here! Go and reinforce the Heavenly Prison!"

Zhan Zhao said in a deep voice.

"You all go and provide support immediately! I'll protect Detective Zhan!"

Zhao Wujiu also shouted.

"it is good!"

The group exchanged glances, finally changed direction, and headed towards the imperial city.

The Zhong Kui painting was indeed a shocking case that caused immense damage and impact on the Six Doors. To this day, the fate of Su Wuqing and Li Wuxing remains unknown.

But everything is relative. Compared to the extremely dangerous figures in the Heavenly Prison, Gu Lin, the "Zhong Kui," is nothing.

There are priorities and urgent matters, and there is no time to lose. We must do our utmost to rescue the prisoner.

With everyone in the arena, including Jie Wen, injured, Zhao Wujiu displayed his lightness skill to the fullest, drawing a perfect arc, bypassing Madam Gu, and arriving at Zhan Zhao's side, where he helped him up to the roof.

A few ups and downs, and then it's over.

"We'll go to the outpost in the outer city to heal your wounds!"

Madam Gu was still standing in front of the Six Doors. With her lightness skill, she could launch an attack at any moment, making it extremely difficult to stop her. So Zhao Wujiu left a message and ran out with a clear goal in mind.

"puff!"

He transformed into a gentle breeze, appearing and disappearing without a trace, but carrying a person along didn't seem so easy.

The sudden jolt caused Zhan Zhao's body to shudder, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his previously held breath instantly fading away.

"Detective Zhan, are you alright?"

Zhao Wujiu's expression changed: "Was that last move that stopped the sword tip from its tip extremely taxing?"

Zhan Zhao's face was pale as he murmured, "I don't know how I managed to use it. I was just thinking that if I could catch the weapon, that would be great. I didn't expect it to actually work! Fortunately, Madam Gu's sword was also at its last gasp. Senior Brother Jiewen's support was crucial!"

"That was once the number one martial art on the fist and palm rankings, the 'Buddha's Palm,' but now it's a damaged martial art. I never expected that Master Jiewen would be able to learn it!"

Zhao Wujiu said, "But I'm more curious about Zhan Shenbu's finger strike. Wasn't that also some kind of fortuitous encounter?"

"This is not the time to talk about this. I still have one last Perfect Rejuvenation Pill on me..."

Zhan Zhao gave a bitter laugh, his voice growing weaker: "When Guo Huai gave it to me, I refused to take it. I never thought I would have to rely on it to save my life!"

"Just one more!"

Zhao Wujiu's face lit up with joy: "This medicine is a life-saving treasure, I'll take it out for you to take!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached into Zhan Zhao's waist and took the box.

He shook it gently to confirm that there was indeed a rolling pill inside.

In an instant, Zhao Wujiu's lips suddenly curled into an unprecedentedly ferocious smile.

With a powerful spit, he shattered the brocade box and the pills inside into dust.

But as he did this, Zhan Zhao, who was originally severely injured and extremely weak and could only lean on his side, pointed his fingers like swords and aimed at his heart.

"Ok?"

Despite being caught off guard, Zhao Wujiu's chest inexplicably shrank back.

His entire body seemed as thin as paper as he narrowly avoided the sword's pointing finger.

But the guidance didn't actually hit him in the heart; the sword energy of light that flew out from Shaochong's Mingxue still stabbed out fiercely.

"puff!"

Zhao Wujiu's body trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. As he pressed down with his palm, he retreated rapidly.

"you!!"

Zhan Zhao took the blow head-on, then gracefully retreated, his blood surging and his face instantly turning rosy.

What shocked and angered him most was that the moment they separated, the brocade box and pills that he had shattered were also exposed.

There was indeed a pill inside the brocade box, but its size and roundness were vastly different from the real Ten Perfections Pill.

The last and true Ten Perfection Pill was held in Zhan Zhao's hand, put into his mouth, and swallowed immediately.

Having done all this, Zhan Zhao stared at him, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented fierceness: "I've tolerated you for so long, and your true colors have finally been revealed—"

"The real 'ghost' inside the Six Doors!"

"Behind a series of cases, the real culprit is heinous!"

(End of this chapter)