Glancing at Huang Qilin's legs that were still nailed there, Wei Tao immediately looked away and looked at his hands.
There was some confusion in his eyes, and he fell into deep thinking.
Just now, there seemed to be something wrong with the double lotus.
It's not that it's not powerful, it's that it's too powerful.
It was a bit too much to speculate beyond his estimate.
In other words, it has an effect similar to a critical hit.
This isn't a game, and he didn't buy any equipment, so how could there be a critical hit effect?
Wei Tao held his breath and concentrated, carefully reviewing every detail of the sudden attack just now.
Because of the impression that Huang Qilin was very powerful, he would first show off to the enemy, and then take advantage of the opponent's mental relaxation to unleash almost all his killing moves in an instant.
The herring is under the load, and the lotus sprouts at every step;
Black Demon Double Evil Gong Lajin exerts force;
Then suddenly accelerate through the Skyshaft Hammer;
All the Qi and blood in the hand orifices and foot orifices burst out;
Together with the qi and blood in the nodes of the veins, they also surged out at the same time.
In the end, it turned into two lotuses with side-to-side branches, producing an unexpected critical strike effect.
So, which link has changed?
Wei Tao was thinking hard, and his eyebrows were a little swollen.
At this moment, he once again transformed into a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
You have to find the cause of the critical attack before you can give up.
No, it should be that finding the cause of the critical hit is not enough, it must be successfully reproduced.
The result is that if you want a critical hit, you will hit a critical hit, and if you don't want to hit a critical hit, you won't hit a critical hit.
Only then can we truly understand this change and take it into our own control.
Time passed little by little.
Huang Qilin's legs were frozen to the ground, like two upright sticks.
A crow with black feathers and blood-eyed eyes flew over and happily gnawed at the blood popsicle, making a crunching sound.
"I see."
Wei Tao came to his senses at this moment, pinched his eyebrows and sighed secretly.
"After much thought and searching, the final root cause of the change still lies in the black devil's double evil technique that opens up the Ren and Du's two meridians."
"Strong as iron, Hunyuan unified, Dark Demon strong, these three sentences are not bragging, but real descriptions."
"So, the black aura lingering when the Twin Lotuses were played, as well as the destructive critical hit at the end, are inseparable from the black magic power."
"From this point of view, this practice method really has something to offer.
Although there is no corresponding visualization catalogue, the internal Qi and blood training methods recorded in the book are far beyond the value of ordinary martial arts secret books."
Wei Tao slowly exhaled a breath of thick air.
With a calm expression and peaceful eyes, he carefully observed the crow chewing blood and ice.
I didn't disturb its feeding for a long time.
Hurrah!
The crow, having eaten and drank enough, spread its wings and flew away.
Soon it disappeared into the woods.
Wei Tao also left at the same time and returned to the convoy that was still waiting.
"Sir, you just suddenly ran away. What kind of enemy did you encounter?"
Shang Bian had already prepared a fur cloak for Wei Tao to put on him.
"I have already dealt with the two pursuers sent by the Huang family."
Wei Tao said lightly and threw a bag to Shang Bian, "Check if there is anything valuable in it. If not, throw it away."
"hiss……"
Shang Bian unbuttoned the buckle bit by bit and opened the bag.
After just one glance, he couldn't help but gasp.
"Sir, didn't you open it to see what's inside?"
He asked, his tone slightly strange.
"No, the sealing rope is not easy to untie."
Wei Tao was still thinking about the Black Demon Jinsheng, and said casually, "I don't have the patience, and I don't want to use brute force to break it."
"Did you collect this bag from the pursuers?" Shang Bian nodded and then asked.
"Well, he was a middle-aged man of quite a certain age. His strength level could only be considered average. I slapped him to death."
"Uh... just one slap, I'll kill you." Shang Bian's expression became even weirder.
"Master Shang, what you said is that since he is an enemy who is chasing him, what else can he do if he doesn't kill him? How can you support him?"
Wei Tao was a little absent-minded, his thoughts still immersed in practice.
"No, no, no, my subordinates can't support him, and that's not what I meant."
Shang Bian carefully organized his words, "What I mean is that you may have recognized the wrong person."
"Wrong person?"
"What Master Shang said is even more wrong. I don't know that person at all, so how could I admit my mistake?"
Shang Bian exhaled a long breath, his voice was very low, "The person who was slapped to death by sir was not a member of the Huang family, but the head of the Zhou family in the inner city."
"I don't care who he is."
Wei Tao's face was expressionless and his tone was indifferent, "He appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time, and he was in cahoots with Huang Qilin, so he was the one to blame for being beaten to death by me. He was seeking his own death."
"Huang, Huang Qilin?" Shang Bian was stunned again.
After a long silence, he sighed, "Sir, could it be that you slapped the eldest son of the Huang family to death?"
"It's nothing, Master Shang, don't talk nonsense." Wei Tao frowned slightly, his tone serious.
Shang Bian nodded and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But at the next moment, Wei Tao turned around and said, "He is more powerful. It took me two slaps to kill him."
"I……"
Shang Bian couldn't hold back a word, and his heart was filled with thousands of horses galloping.
He didn't want to say another word and could only lower his head to look at the map.
……………………
Cangyuan inner city.
The raging fire has been put out.
Many buildings have only ruins left, like patches of black scars, and the once magnificent scene can no longer be seen.
A team of city defense troops was clearing the streets.
The corpses were piled up, poured with kerosene and set alight directly, exuding a charred and foul smell in the cold wind.
Deep inside the Huang family compound.
Slowly drink fragrant tea in the palace garden, close your eyes and rest your mind.
Behind him, two people stood.
One is a girl in white clothes and skirt.
Her expression was dull and lifeless, and her eyes were staring at the void in front of her, as if she was thinking about something or in a daze.
There is another one, a young man with an ape's back and a wasp's waist.
Astonishingly, it is Hongxianmenyanshi.
His body was shaking slightly.
Threads of blood flowed down the fingertips, dripping onto the feet, and soon formed two bright red marks.
The grandmother of the Huang family picked up the teapot on the stove and refilled the cup in front of Gongyuan.
She observed Gong Yuan's expression and slowly said with Xing Xing, "Please rest assured that nothing will happen to the Zhou and Xu families."
"Qi Lin went out of the city to pursue him last night, and he will surely kill the core figures of those two families..."
Gong Yuan slowly opened her eyes and raised a faint smile on her lips, "Ruoyun, your grandson died just now."
Click!
The porcelain cup fell and broke into pieces on the ground.
The grandmother of the Huang family trembled, her face suddenly turned white, "You, what you said is true?"
"I have no need to lie to you."
Gong Yuan smiled slightly and said, "In order to help him practice, I injected a force into his body. Now that the force has dissipated, if the person is not dead, what could be the reason?"
"I, Qi Lin..."
The Huang family's grandmother wanted to say something, but she couldn't even say a word.
"Look at how useless you are. If you die, just die. Your Huang family is not completely dead. Just find another young man to train you again."
Gong Yuan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then looked back.
"Lingyu."
"Disciple is here." The girl in white responded.
Her eyes finally focused, but she was still a little dazed and distracted.
"When we were in the city before, Huang Qilin took good care of you, but now he has died an unexpected death..."
Gong Yuan spoke slowly, with a calm and soothing tone, "Just take your dog, go find the murderer, and avenge him."
"Disciple understands."
Bai Lingyu turned around numbly and walked outside step by step.
Yan Shi followed closely behind without saying a word.
After a while.
A young man quietly appeared in the room, standing where Bai Youyou was just now.
He looked at the girl in white who was walking away, and said in a slightly confused tone, "Auntie, with Junior Sister Bai's current mental state, is it dangerous for her to go out alone?"
"Outside, you have to call me teacher."
Gong Yuan said calmly, "Her mission has been completed and she is of no use now."
The young man was slightly startled, "The disciple doesn't quite understand what the teacher means."
"You don't need to understand just yet.
You just need to know that she is different from you."
She closed her eyes and her voice gradually became lower, "You are my brother's son, the only descendant of my Gong family, and the disciple who will truly inherit my mantle.
She is just a tool that I cultivated for myself, and there is a fundamental difference in identity.
You always envy my kindness to her, but you don’t know that tools must be carefully maintained, otherwise they will lose their due function.
The most important thing is that when this tool is used up, it should be destroyed directly. I let her go out to fend for herself, which can be regarded as the end of every bit of friendship we had before."
Speaking of this, Gongyuan laughed faintly.
She didn't say the last sentence, it just passed through her heart quietly.
"Some people think she is my biggest weakness, so I can just go with the flow and wait for them to attack her.
Then I waited quietly and watched them stand proudly in front of me, showing expressions of fear and despair.
As the saying goes, knowing the male and guarding the female is the stream of the world; knowing the white and guarding the black is the pattern of the world."
The greenhouse became quiet again.
The fire was burning quietly, and the teapot was steaming.
There is also a graceful and elegant beautiful woman sitting next to him with her eyes closed and taking a nap.
It's like a beautiful and peaceful picture scroll slowly unfolding on this cold winter night.
But in the Huang family's grandmother's heart, it felt cold.
It was as if he was in the lair of a terrifying monster and could be torn into pieces at any time, even the leather and bones would be swallowed clean.
Fortunately, her worries did not last long.
There was a crisp click sound.
The grandmother of the Huang family has a hollow space between her eyebrows.
The young man slowly retracted his fingers and watched as she fell limply to the ground, blood mixed with brain matter gushing out, making the originally kind face look like a ghost.
"You know too much."
He sighed secretly and picked up the tea cup on the table.