This bloodline magical power sounds a bit familiar.
Liang De looked at the blue-shirted scribe named Huang Chengan, searched for recent soul memories in the revolving door of life, and said:
"Brother, what is your relationship with Huang Chuanchao from World No. 415 on this shore?" He tapped his fingers, typed three words in the interface window and sent it.
"Huang Chuanchao? Sir, please wait a moment."
The scribe in blue shirt took out a bronze mirror from his sleeves, muttered in a low voice the words "Yuwen Huanjingrui, inherits Shixuchang", lowered his head and flipped through the genealogy of the Huang family of Zhenzong.
Not long after, Huang Chengan raised his head and said:
"The person you are talking about, sir, is the Xiangbei Mu in the 415th world of our true sect?"
Director of the Evil Disaster Bureau of Xiangbei City...Xiangbei Mu?
Probably so.
Lao Huang, your job title is quite cool. It sounds much nicer than anything else. The cultural heritage of Zhenzong is still deep.
Liang De nodded and said, "Yes, that's him."
The scholar in green shirt put away the bronze mirror and said:
"I just checked the genealogy, and if we talk about it, this Xiangbei Mu is a clan uncle of Cheng'an.
It's just that the Han family belongs to the ten surnames of the Zhen sect and has a large population. The Cheng'an branch is located on the other side of the empty sea and has no contact with the 415 world for a long time. It is embarrassing to say that this is the first time that Cheng'an has heard the name of this clan uncle.
, the gentleman mentioned him, it was..."
Liang De waved his hand and said:
"I don't have any other intention, I just want to know something. As far as I know, doesn't your family's bloodline magic force force others to do their own things, and can he be hurt on their behalf?"
The scholar in green shirt was shocked and said:
"Uncle, this old man can actually reverse the luck of blood and magical powers?"
"Really... He usually lets the dog sleep for him. Is this difficult?"
"It's not only difficult, but it can go against the nature of the bloodline, and it's just like that."
The scholar in blue shirt secretly remembered the name of this clan uncle and explained it to Liang De.
The thousands of worlds governed by Qinggeng Peak have always been managed and operated by Thunder Zhenzong, and the Huang family of Zhenzong is the backbone of the people who guard the four directions and run the common affairs.
The reason why they are able to take on this important task is because their devout blood has innate magical powers that are crucial to maintaining stability.
In the ignorant ancient times, the people of the Huang family of Zhenzong were called the Lords of Sheji, and they were the most popular among the many gods and monsters.
Those who accept the filth of the country are called the masters of the country.
If you receive bad luck from your country, you will be the king of the world.
The Huang family of Zhenzong was able to take all natural disasters into one body, endure them on behalf of heaven and earth, humans and ghosts, protect the people of one place, ensure peace of one place, create a livable environment, and stabilize and harmonious society.
The unrest in the Three Realms is like a purgatory of a fire house. Just throw thousands or hundreds of pieces of activated carbon named Huang in there, suck it in, and filter it. After thousands of years, the fire house in the Three Realms can be filtered not only into a heating room, but at least into a sauna.
house.
After Zhenzong Huang became an important tool in Thunder Bluff to open up all the worlds, he has been committed to strengthening his bloodline magical power. He is more able to take the blame with each passing generation. He can be said to be the scapegoat in the world.
In order to catch fish, brother Huang Chuanchao actually went against his nature, reversed his luck and magical powers, and turned taking the blame into passing the blame. No wonder Huang Chengan was so surprised.
So Lao Huang is a scapegoat-type wide-area disaster attenuator based in Xiangbei... No wonder under the core rules of evil thoughts turning into gods, a super-large city like Xiangbei with a population of nearly 30 million can appear in World No. 415.
No wonder this guy can still be as stable as a mountain even though he does nothing day in and day out. It turns out that he is a very large tool man who takes the blame and is very confident.
"Well, brother Cheng'an, you see you are on the other side and I am on this side. It's not troublesome to come here. I might as well go directly to your uncle. We are quite familiar with each other and often smoke together. I just didn't know he had this ability.
… Next time I have a friend on the other side who is injured, I will introduce him to you, but I will hang up now.”
"Uncle Shi, please stay!"
Just as Liang De was about to hang up, he was shocked by a loud shout from the scholar in blue, with a confused expression on his face:
"Uncle Shi?"
"Since you and your uncle are friends, Cheng'an should call you Uncle Shi." The scholar in green shirt rubbed his hands and smiled in a flattering manner with an excessive amount of wrinkles on his face.
"oh……"
Okay, Liang De has been called uncle a lot recently, and he's almost used to it.
"Uncle Shi doesn't know. His cultivation level is certainly a hundred times better than that of Cheng'an. However, he is a pastor of Zhenzong and has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. The safety of all the people is at stake. If uncle Shi is injured on behalf of his brother, Mu Shou will be injured."
It is inevitable that mistakes will be made in the land, which will affect the people, and it is difficult for such actions to be tolerated by Zhenzong's laws.
This is the so-called dilemma between loyalty and righteousness. As an upright and selfless uncle, he will definitely put public affairs first before private affairs..."
Didn't you say you didn't know him just now? Why did you suddenly know that he is so noble and upright?
But I still appreciate your spirit of deliberately trying to make money...
Liang De thought for a while, although he felt that Huang Chuanchao might not be a noble and selfless person, but because his injury to his soul affected more than 20 million people in Xiangbei... he might as well forget it.
He asked again: "Then don't you use Mu Shou Fang? Your cultivation level is not as good as your uncle's. If you were injured on my behalf, the impact would be greater."
The blue-shirted scribe sighed and said:
"Uncle Shi is a member of his own family, so Cheng'an won't be secretive.
Since General Pu’s incident, Zhenzong’s stock price has plummeted, all businesses have been suppressed, and the efficiency is getting worse day by day. Chengan’s half-life savings have been invested in the stock market to take over the company. Recently, the company has streamlined its organization, and Chengan is on the waiting list.
, now he has no job at all, so he has to go to the altar to find some livelihood to supplement his family's income.
Uncle Shi, Chengan has just calculated that there is a high-speed channel from the 415th world on this shore to the 883rd world on the other side where Chengan is located. The cost is fixed. It only takes two thousand crystal clusters for a round trip. Chengan only takes one.
Thousand crystal clusters, a total of three thousand crystal clusters.
This price is 40% lower than the cost of surgery at the Yuanshen Internal Medicine Department of Baichuan Haiji Second General Hospital. Coupled with the Xie Sect’s work-related injury subsidy, Uncle Shi only needs to pay 2,100 crystal clusters.”
2100 crystal clusters... are indeed quite affordable. It is equivalent to spending one-third of the monthly salary to repair an atrial septal defect in the cardiac surgery department of a public tertiary hospital. Moreover, this cheap old nephew is a member of the company, and he is also the blood of Qianxin.
, and I’m not afraid of him cheating me.
Liang De made up his mind and said: "Cheng'an, the 883 world you are in is not the other world closest to me, and during this period, there should be quite a few relatives in your family who are laid off."
The green-robed scribe opened his mouth slightly. The authentication information of Mr. Liang was clearly that of a Jie Yuan practitioner. How could it be so...
"They are all from our own family, uncle, I won't tell you any nonsense.
It's a fixed price, and the treatment fee is 700 crystal clusters. If it works, I'll come over right away. If it doesn't work, I'll take it down. You have your say."
"Uncle Shi, Cheng'an's family has thirteen rooms for concubines, more than forty children waiting to be fed, and..."
…
After repeated bargaining, Liang De and Huang Chengan settled on a medical fee of 750 yuan.
The martial soul that had been stabbed in the cross was in pain every moment, and he did not intend to delay it any longer. It would be wise to cure it as soon as possible and time travel as soon as possible.
Liang De took back the extra heads, took off the cardboard boxes on his head, and said to Li Zhixian beside him:
"Brother Xian, I have found a suitable medical plan and will leave immediately. Xiaohan's affairs will be left to you.
If it doesn't work, go to Lao Huang for help and say I owe him a favor.
I was previously considering asking Xiaohan to become a pan-believer of the Four Friends of Thunder to eliminate the influence of those miscellaneous fish evil gods. You are the Blue Star Priest of the Pure Sect. You should know these things better than me. I will ask my assistant to forward the relevant information to you.
Please.”
"I can do what I want to do myself without your having to worry about it."
Li Zhixian took the cardboard altar and said:
"Can I come back before mid-May?"
"That's about it. I'll contact you on Tongxu if you have anything to do. I'm leaving."
Liang De walked into an uninhabited narrow alley on the street, opened the boundary door with his right hand, and his figure quickly disappeared into the circle of light.