Chapter 40: Life Extension Technique
As the sky darkened, Lin Qingsheng and the others on the highway were still trying to calm themselves down and soothe the huge feeling of loss they had just played a prank on the other side of the ocean and dealt with the ghost neatly, but were pinned to the ground and beaten.
The white-robed monk appeared in the dim forest. There was a sparsely traveled mountain road where an off-road motorcycle was parked.
In the bushes next to the off-road motorcycle, Zhao Hao, wearing camouflage clothes, was holding a telescope and carefully looking at Lin Qingsheng and others in the distance, even his breathing was kept to the minimum.
But he was excited in his heart because he had just witnessed the confrontation between extraordinary people.
Although he didn't quite understand it, he still felt his blood boiling after watching it.
Since there are extraordinary things in this world, we should never miss them.
“Does it look good?”
The voice of the white-robed monk suddenly sounded, startling Zhao Hao.
Zhao Hao turned over instantly and his pupils shrank suddenly.
It’s this monk!
He could never forget the strange scene just now. The monk in white just stood there after he appeared, but the police officers from the Ming Dynasty opposite seemed to have seen something strange.
Not only did he become inexplicably panicked, he also pressed himself against the railing, as if he was struggling with some invisible mysterious thing.
Even the masked men who had dealt with the ghost in just a few moments under the Qi Xin Hotel were inexplicably pinned to the ground.
This monk is mysterious and powerful.
How did he end up here?
Zhao Hao subconsciously wanted to speak, but the white-robed monk fixed his gaze, and Zhao Hao felt that his breathing was choked for a moment. He couldn't breathe no matter what he did.
"Shh!"
The monk in white raised a finger to his mouth, indicating not to be so loud.
Zhao Hao pinched his neck with both hands, unable to breathe, and his entire face turned red.
When the white-robed monk put down his fingers, Zhao Hao felt as if he had been pardoned. He fell to the ground and breathed in the air greedily.
After recovering from his shock, Zhao Hao propped himself up and knelt on the ground.
"Master, please accept me as your disciple."
"Um?"
The monk in white was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Interesting! You are not afraid of me, but you still want me to accept you as my disciple?"
The monk in white seemed to have encountered something ridiculous. There were people in this world who were so eager to learn evil magic.
And this person is really qualified to join.
Perhaps it was Zhao Hao's qualifications that Bujie valued him. He did not refuse, but instead asked:
"Why should I accept you as my apprentice?"
Zhao Hao replied cautiously: "Master has something to do, so I will do the work for you."
Even though he himself predicted that a sect would arrive soon, Zhao Hao didn't want to wait for that sect to arrive at an unknown time. Only the duck that is in his mouth will count.
What is empty is naturally empty, no matter how close you are, it is still empty.
Only what you get is the most real.
"I have hands and feet. I can get what I want by myself. I don't need disciples." The white-robed monk Bujie replied calmly.
As he said, he would grab what he wanted himself and would not use anyone else.
This is the evil monk.
"but………"
"I do."
Before the white-robed monk could finish his words, Zhao Hao spoke directly.
The white-robed monk laughed so hard that he shook his head and said:
"Don't rush to agree. I am not a good person. If I don't do my job well, I will die."
"I would rather die than be mediocre."
Zhao Hao's words were very decisive, he didn't leave himself any way out.
"good!"
The moment the white-robed monk spoke, he stretched out his right hand, which pierced directly through Zhao Hao's chest and passed through his heart. His slender fingers stretched out from behind Zhao Hao.
But Zhao Hao didn't react at all, as if he didn't see it. He looked straight at the white-robed monk, as if waiting for the white-robed monk to respond.
The next moment, the white-robed monk slowly pulled his hand out, but no blood came out of Zhao Hao's body.
He didn't even seem to notice that his body was being pierced through.
It was not until the white-robed monk completely pulled his hand out of Zhao Hao's body that he smiled and said, "Go join the extraordinary people of Daming and find out for me what kind of inheritance Daming left behind."
"If you don't do it well, you will die. I will teach you the illusion technique of my lineage. If you can do it, you can become my disciple."
Zhao Hao never thought that he would be asked to join the Ming Dynasty supernatural forces. Is the inheritance of the Ming Dynasty supernatural forces very powerful?
But when you think about it, it does seem to be true. If you are not powerful, how could you suppress the extraordinary news for a hundred years?
"But how can I join the Ming Chaofan?"
Zhao Hao didn't ask any nonsense questions and went straight to the point.
The white-robed monk Bujie smiled and said:
"There are very few people with the talent to practice Taoism. As long as you sneak in, there will always be a chance!"
A long wind blew at night, the sky was dark, and there seemed to be a wave of disturbance.
………
In the study, Wen Zhengming took in everything the white-robed monk did.
This is one use of the life-extending technique.
The art of prolonging life is a skill that Wen Zhengming borrowed from ancient evil stories, but it is very useful.
According to legend, in ancient times, a rickshaw driver in a certain place committed murder and was about to be beheaded.
The uncle said that he could find a way to find out about the executioner and bribe him in advance, and then make a fake cut to only cut the rope, so that the nephew would pretend to be dead and roll into the weeds, and perhaps his life could be saved.
The family then sold their property and collected two gold ingots and gave them to the uncle. The uncle made all the arrangements and went to the prison to see his nephew, giving him some instructions.
In a blink of an eye, it was the day of execution. The nephew was tied to the execution ground and knelt in front of a grassy ditch. Although his heart was pounding, he dared not forget his uncle's words. When the executioner behind him shouted, he felt his neck loosen and immediately rolled into the ditch. He did not dare to hide for long, but crawled to the other side and ran away. He ran for forty or fifty miles in one breath until the moon was high in the sky. He arrived at his uncle's house, pushed the door open, and kowtowed to thank him for saving his life.
But when his uncle saw him, he was horrified.
My uncle said that the executioner who had been arranged had been replaced due to some emergency matters, and then he took out the returned gold ingots as proof.
When the nephew saw this, his face changed. He raised his hand to touch the back of his neck. With a plop, the head and body were separated and fell to the ground. It turned out that he had been dead for a long time.
This is the art of prolonging life.
This technique is best used in conjunction with illusion. As long as the person being cast does not know the truth, he will be able to remain alive and kicking even if he is cut into pieces.
But once the truth is revealed, it will be a dead end and all injuries will erupt in an instant.
"Would you rather die than be mediocre?"
Wen Zhengming didn't know how to evaluate this idea. Everyone in the world has his or her own way of living.
Just like this rich second generation, he ran all the way to Yucheng just for this opportunity, even at the cost of death.
"I hope he won't regret it."
Wen Zhengming was not possessed and did not stop it. Everyone has their own choice.
Even though he was the one behind this spiritual revival, he couldn't control everyone's wishes.
Shaking his head, Wen Zhengming turned his gaze to the puppet.
It's time to guide Lin Qingsheng, this excellent tool man.
Thanks to Beiyue Nanqiong for the reward of 100 Starting Coins and Longjun for the reward of 100 Starting Coins!
grateful!
(End of this chapter)
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