Chapter 242: Sword Pointing to Luo Tian, the Symbiosis of Shuangquan Shenji and Daluo the study room on the second floor of the Feng family villa, Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan stood a few meters away from the desk, listening to their father repeating what he had talked about with the Wang and Lu families yesterday. Upon learning that Zhang Chulan was their lineage's enemy, their expressions gradually became solemn. "As for the Tongtian Talisman, just do your best." "As for Zhang Chulan, if you meet him, eliminate him, and leave the rest to the Wang family." "understand?" Feng Zhenghao lay on a soft sofa chair with his back to the two of them. His eyes were gazing at the boundless night outside the window, while his right hand was stroking a magic ring tied to the thumb of his left hand. "Father, what they said, will it be..." "Revenge is not something you need to do. It is enough to do what I ask you to do." "go out." Hearing Feng Zhenghao's tone gradually becoming unhappy, the two siblings kept silent, replied "I know" and left the study.
"Wow!" After they left and closed the door, the secret ring on Feng Zhenghao's thumb glowed with a faint blue light, building a bridge of communication with another secret ring somewhere far away. In a moment, a cold and charming voice sounded from inside the ring. "President Feng, how are you? It's rare that you can take time out of your busy schedule to talk to me. What do you want to ask me?" "." "President Qu, how much do you know about the Jiashen Rebellion during the Republic of China period?" Feng Zhenghao, who was suspicious by nature, believed what the two old ghosts said, but he still wanted to verify it through his own channels. "That depends on Boss Feng. What do you want to ask? Tianxia Group has sponsored our Yaoxing Society a lot over the years. Logically speaking, you are our shareholder. Just ask whatever you want to ask. I will tell you everything I know. There's no need to be polite." The woman's laughter was very pleasant to the ear, and seemed to possess a charm that could capture people's hearts. "In the last century, the secret of the Thirty-Six Brothers' Oath of Brotherhood was leaked. Was it Zhang Huaiyi, a disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion?" As someone who had experienced it personally, Qu Tong naturally understood the situation clearly. She answered Feng Zhenghao's questions without any hesitation. "Yes." "Without his calculations, many people would have survived." "Thanks." Feng Zhenghao's last bit of doubt also disappeared, and his eyes became terrifyingly calm, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to strike. "how?" "President Feng, do you need me to provide you with overseas channels?" "Do it cleanly." Feng Zhenghao naturally understood what the other party meant, and he acquiesced to the deal. In order to prevent Zhang Chulan from escaping the hunting of the Wang and Lu families, he had to keep some backup plans.
"Well, your funds must arrive as soon as possible." "Ah." Feng Zhenghao simply responded, turned the secret ring on his thumb, and severed the connection. However, what he didn't know was that while he was thinking about how to get rid of Zhang Chulan, the other side was also thinking about how to get rid of him. Qu Tong, one of Duanmu Ying's many incarnations. As a survivor of that year, the people she hated most were the Lu family, Zhang Huaiyi, and Feng Tianyang. At this moment, in a warehouse far away in the suburbs of a city, a chilling smile slowly appeared on Qu Tong's lips. In the quiet environment, she was not the only one there. There was also a young man with a short brown wolf tail. He had a slender and upright physique, a handsome face, and the lines of his muscles were perfect and extremely beautiful, adapting to this new body. At the same time, on the stacked wooden boxes on the right side of the young man, sat a strange man wearing a gray windbreaker, glasses and a mask to conceal his true face. His aura was extremely unique. He was clearly sitting there looking at the young man, but it was like an illusion of a mirage, as if he did not exist in this world. "Xianhong, how are you adapting?" Qu Tong asked softly. "It's not bad, sister. Although it's not as good as my original form, it's close." Ma Xianhong controls the Qi in his body, nourishes the dense meridians in his body, and deepens his control over every inch of flesh and blood. His current condition is rather special. His original body is still guarding the self-cultivation furnace in Biyou Village, but his soul, memory, consciousness, and body have all been temporarily copied by Shuangquan's hands to form this temporary clone. "I'll leave the matter of Tongtian Talisman to you. Do you have confidence?" Ma Xianhong's eyes revealed a murderous intent, and he murmured, "That Zhang Chulan..." "It is not appropriate to kill him directly in the Taoist temple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion. After the Luotian Grand Ceremony is over, he will naturally not be able to escape." Qu Tong carefully pinched Ma Xianhong's face, sniffed the transformed Qi, and finally felt relieved. She repeatedly instructed: "This operation has certain risks. If you see something wrong and there is a risk of being exposed, it is okay to abandon this body." "Will do." Ma Xianhong nodded, then stared at the man in gray beside him and said: "Senior, are you going?" "go." "To prevent you from making a mistake, I have to follow you." The gray-clothed man responded, and then looked at Qu Tong, asking for her opinion: "Is it okay? Twenty." "." Qu Tong frowned slightly and thought rationally: "Can your body still bear it?" "Thirty-four, don't blame me for not reminding you. You just escaped from that dead man's aura a few years ago. Even though you have been through his life and stepped on his fate, you know better than anyone that this technique has a price." "It's okay. I've almost perfected the previous side effects in recent years." The gray man said in a hoarse voice: "I just have a strong feeling that there may be prey worth my effort in this conference." "What's more, if we let Xian Hong go alone, the probability of failure is very high. There are many hidden talents in the martial arts world, and many things are unpredictable."
"Are you sure you can get away with it safely?" Qu Tong was worried. "As long as that person is not here, no one in the world can restrict me. He has disappeared for many years and will not appear in this farce." The man in gray has great confidence in Daluo Dongguan's ability. The human body is one of the most exquisite qi bureaus. With the means of integrating qi bureaus and coexisting with them, he can come and go freely. Recalling the past, he was surrounded by people from the Shuzi Sect, but because his control over his unique skills was too shallow, he had to cast the spell hastily, cutting into Hutu's fate. From then on, he was like a cancer attached to his bones, parasitic on Hutu's past, present, and the infinite future derived from the inertia of the sum of the two. During the long period of training, even though his ability in Daluo Dongguan became more and more proficient, he was unable to break away. The auras of the two of them were so deeply integrated, as if they were innately symbiotic. Not until Hutu's death was he able to be freed and escape from the vast yet narrow prison of fate. The gray-clothed man's words touched Qu Tong's mind, and she murmured, "That person?" Even though seventy years had passed, she would never forget that terrifying existence, who saw through her arrangements at the Lu family with just one glance, and finally tortured and killed her original body. The monsters in southern Xinjiang were unable to do anything to him, and his fourth brother, who had mastered the eight unique skills, also died in his hands. Faced with such cruel and cold facts, Qu Tong's hatred was always suppressed by endless despair. By the time the remnants of the Jiashen Rebellion grew stronger, the immortal on land had already become so powerful that she didn't know how powerful she was. She even knew that as long as a few people in her camp revealed their tracks, they might attract the attention of the enemy, and crushing them to death would be no different from crushing a few ants. "Well" "Let me think about it." Qu Tong fell into deep thought. After a long time, she felt that it was feasible. If Ma Xianhong and Thirty-four came out together, the probability of snatching the Tongtian Talisman and the source of Qi body was almost certain. "Do you need me to build you a useful body?" "it is good." The man in gray was happy to agree. Even though the probability of that person appearing was almost infinitely close to zero, it was not impossible, so he needed to make a backup plan. In the blink of an eye, several hours passed and a cloned body was created. The soul, memory, and consciousness of the man in gray were all backed up and uploaded, and then activated and revived. "Xian Hong, relax. Our energy will soon merge. I will lie dormant on your body and clear the obstacles for you." The clone of the man in gray said calmly. "Senior, sister, who is that person you are talking about?" Ma Xianhong knew that the two were afraid of each other, and he couldn't help but wonder who made them avoid him like the plague. He even further speculated that his ancestor Ma Benzai had also been hunted down by the other party. "When the opportunity is right, I will tell you naturally, Xianhong. You are growing very fast, but you are too far away from that person. Knowing him now will do you no good but harm." "take it easy." Qu Tong did not reveal the answer behind the scene. Her last sentence was not only to encourage Ma Xianhong, but also to comfort her numb heart. "Um" Ma Xianhong was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything. He then looked at the man in gray and said, "Senior, I'm ready." "Then let's go together."
The clone of the man in gray suddenly performed the Great Luo Dong Guan, and his breath perfectly disappeared from this space. At the same time, Ma Xianhong noticed subtle changes in his body. It seemed that the senior was in symbiosis with him and was dormant in his body. "Sister, is there anything else you need to tell me?" "Have a safe journey, Xianhong, thirty-four." Qu Tong instructed softly, with a rare gentleness in her cold eyes. Ma Xianhong hurriedly got up and set out on his journey, pointing his sword at the Luotian Dajiao. In the silent warehouse, only the man in gray and Qu Tong were left. He asked about something important. "Seventeen, any news?" ".I have some clues. A foreign mercenary named Barron has similar abilities to him. I investigated Barron's life. He disappeared on a glacier in the Himalayas many years ago. When he reappeared, he had mastered this method. Maybe he has seen Seventeen." "After that, I continued to track him down. Seventeen appeared at a coastal port a few years ago and disappeared very quickly. No one knows where he went, but he must have gone overseas." Qu Tong rubbed his temples, exhaled softly, and said with some helplessness: "Be patient for a while, my people will find a way to find him." "After seventy years of wandering, everyone has had a hard time." The man in gray sighed sadly, and when he recalled the past, all that was left was devastation and endless bitterness. (End of this chapter)