290, other-transformation-free-method, third person
"Saudi is dead?"
Zhou Shu's face became a little ugly.
In front of him, Shi Songtao and Meng Bai lowered their heads with shame on their faces.
Especially Meng Bai, who almost feels ashamed.
After obtaining the Eight Swords of Zhennan Wang, he was ordered by Zhou Shu to patrol the world. His first task was to interrogate Sha Wu.
But now, before he can find out anything from the interrogation, Shawu is already dead. This is simply a disgrace to his grandma's house.
"I have sealed his cultivation. Even with the golden mask, he cannot commit suicide. How did he die?"
Zhou Shu asked in a deep voice.
Before handing Shawu over to Mengbai and the others for interrogation, Zhou Shu was afraid that Shawu would commit suicide, so he personally sealed his spiritual essence.
Based on Zhou Shu's understanding of the golden mask, even if Shawu wanted to commit suicide with the golden mask, he would not be able to do it.
Unless someone helps him, he won't be able to die even if he wants to.
"After Qijian and I took him back to our home, we never left him. When Deputy Pavilion Master Shi came to pick him up, he was still alive. We escorted him all the way. Just when we arrived here, he suddenly died suddenly.
Die."
Meng Bai said with some shame, "We kept the man nearby and didn't see anyone take action. We don't know how he died."
When he said this, Meng Bai just wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
The prisoner he was responsible for guarding died suddenly in front of him, and he didn't even know how he died.
He himself felt that he couldn't believe what he said.
But that’s exactly what happened.
"To be able to hide from your perception, unless the other party's cultivation level is far better than yours."
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "Is there anyone in Huaxia Pavilion who is far better than you in cultivation?"
Meng Bai shook his head, that was impossible.
Meng Bai is an old man from Huaxia Pavilion. When Zhou Shu was still an apprentice in casting weapons, Meng Bai was already the general of Great Xia.
In today's Huaxia Pavilion, General Meng Bai's strength is also the top existence besides Zhou Shu.
To say that there are a few people in Huaxia Pavilion who are stronger than him, but to say that they are far better than him, there is no one else in Huaxia Pavilion except Zhou Shu.
Unless, it is someone outside Huaxia Pavilion.
But...
"If there are really traitors in Huaxia Pavilion, what they expose may not be their true cultivation."
Meng Bai said, "When the incident happened, there was no one else around us."
"No, there is a person."
Shi Songtao suddenly said.
"Who?"
Meng Bai frowned.
When Sau died suddenly, his first reaction was to check the people around him.
He was very sure that except for a few of them, there was no one else within a thousand feet radius at that time.
"I."
Shi Songtao pointed at himself.
"Except for the Master of the Eight Swords of Zhennan, the only person who has come into contact with Saudi Arabia is me."
Shi Songtao said, "The masters of Zhennan Wang's Eight Swords have been tested by the Pavilion Master. If they can be recognized as masters by the Eight Swords, they must not be masked men themselves. But I am different. I have not proven my innocence."
"So, the biggest suspect is me."
Shi Songtao said calmly, as if the person he was talking about was not him.
After saying that, he turned to Zhou Shu and waited for Zhou Shu's decision.
"It's not you."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said.
"Pavilion Master, although I know it's not me, I still want the general to check on me. Otherwise, Huaxia Pavilion will only make people panic."
Shi Songtao sighed.
Obviously, all the powerful enemies outside the country have left. It stands to reason that the ancestral land should usher in a good time of peace and stability. Why do the things that happen one after another still make people feel like a storm is coming?
"There's no need for that."
Zhou Shu said coldly, "I said, I am still the master of Huaxia Pavilion, and I have the final say on what to do."
"Do you think that by killing Sha Wu, you can keep the secret? This is too underestimated of me!"
Zhou Shu snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand and curled his fingers.
On Sha Wu's body, a drop of blood instantly flew up, turned into a white light in front of Zhou Shu, and disappeared between Zhou Shu's eyebrows.
Zhuang Zhou’s dream of a butterfly!
In a trance, Zhou Shu turned into a boy. As time passed, the boy gradually grew up.
At that time, wars broke out and the world was in chaos. The young man's family died in the war. The young man stumbled and stumbled. Finally, by chance, and just to have a bite to eat, he became a soldier-casting apprentice under the Daxia Weapon-casting Division's workshop. A few years later, the king of Zhennan, Zhou Shu, defeated a powerful enemy from outside the world, and the world returned to peace again.
The Huaxia Pavilion opens its gates, and qualified weapon casters are selected to enter the Huaxia Pavilion to learn the art of weapon casting.
The young man took the initiative to participate, but was ridiculed by countless people at that time for not overestimating his abilities. He was a weapons-casting apprentice, but he also dreamed of becoming a weapons-casting master...
But the boy's luck was good. He actually passed the test of Huaxia Pavilion and successfully entered Huaxia Pavilion.
In Huaxia Pavilion, he continued to practice day and night. When others were sleeping, he was forging weapons, and when others were resting, he was forging weapons.
In his life, apart from making soldiers, there is nothing else.
He is very grateful to have the opportunity in front of him. Only those who have experienced hardships know how hard it is to get the life in front of them.
He was grateful that he could have enough food and clothing, and that he could be exposed to the art of forging weapons that he dreamed of.
And all of this was given by the Pavilion Master of Huaxia Pavilion, Zhennan King Zhou Shu.
The young man had a dream. He dreamed that one day he could become a real weapons master, become a subordinate of the prince, and work for the prince.
With his continuous and disdainful efforts, he finally became the first weapon-casting apprentice to become a weapon-casting master in Huaxia Pavilion after the gate of Huaxia Pavilion opened.
Since then, Huaxia Pavilion has tilted its resources towards him. His weapon-making skills have advanced by leaps and bounds, and soon he has become a rising star in Huaxia Pavilion.
By this time, the boy had become middle-aged.
It took him twenty years to grow from a refugee boy to a weapon forger of Huaxia Pavilion.
The hardships involved cannot be summed up in one or two sentences.
But he was very satisfied, because he finally came to the person he was grateful and admired, and was qualified to say a word to him.
In fact, even the Weapon Master of Huaxia Pavilion did not have many opportunities to talk to Zhou Shu. It was not that Zhou Shu was too arrogant, but that he was too busy, running around all year round, dealing with all directions for the future of the human race.
.
Occasionally when he returned to Huaxia Pavilion, he would also race against time to forge magic weapons.
The boy had never seen Zhou Shu relax.
This gave the young man another goal in mind. He wanted to help the prince and share his worries.
But although he was the weapon maker of Huaxia Pavilion, he had no other ability to help Zhou Shu except working hard to build soldiers, and working hard to build soldiers could not solve any problems at all.
His strength is too weak.
At this time, I finally had an opportunity.
A person contacted him secretly and told him about the golden mask.
The young man accepted it immediately without any hesitation.
If you dare to dig into Huaxia Pavilion, the young man will risk his life to dig him out!
Huaxia Pavilion is his home, a place he wants to protect with his life. Whoever dares to destroy this place or do harm to the prince is his enemy!
The moment Sha Wu put on the golden mask, light flashed and Zhou Shu woke up from his dream.
"Have you isolated my Zhuang Zhou Mengdie mentality?"
Zhou Shu snorted coldly, not surprised by this.
Zhuang Zhou's Mengdie Mind Technique is not invincible. It may fail for a strong person who is prepared.
Although with Zhou Shu's current strength, if he wants to invalidate his Zhuang Zhou Dream Butterfly Mental Technique, the opponent's strength must be very high, but the origin of the golden mask is mysterious, and it can indeed affect Zhou Shu's Zhuang Zhou Dream Butterfly Mental Technique.
The days after Sha Wu put on the golden mask cannot be reproduced by Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly.
Although no more information was obtained, Zhou Shu has now determined that Shawu did not betray Huaxia Pavilion. He chose to enter the enemy camp in order to dig out the masked man organization.
Now it is certain that what Saudi Arabia told when he was arrested was not lies.
He is indeed safeguarding the interests of Huaxia Pavilion.
From this point of view, Sha Wu's original hypothesis was not a hypothesis, but he was using that method to inform Huaxia Pavilion of the secrets he had discovered.
He knew that as long as he spoke out, the news would reach Zhou Shu's ears sooner or later.
"Saudi is not a traitor."
Zhou Shu opened his eyes and said slowly, "He is the secret agent sent by the king to the Masked Man Organization."
"Ah?"
Meng Bai and Shi Songtao both stared wide-eyed. Is Shawu a spy sent by the prince?
But that's not what the prince said when he caught him.
"The reason I didn't say anything was because I wanted to see if I could use him to lure out more people from the Masked Man Organization."
Zhou Shu explained something and said, "Unexpectedly, it ended up costing his life."
"General, please rectify Saudi Arabia's name. Also, if he has any heirs, treat them favorably."
Zhou Shu said.
"Saudi has no heirs."
Shi Songtao shook his head and said, "Shawu never got married after joining Huaxia Pavilion. When he joined Huaxia Pavilion, he was alone without any relatives or friends."
Only then did Shi Songtao discover that when Sha Wu was in Huaxia Pavilion, he was also a very withdrawn person with no sense of existence. Even though Huaxia Pavilion had been focusing on cultivating him, Shi Songtao's impression of him was still that of a man who worked hard all day long.
Bing has no relatives, no friends, and no private life of his own.
He is like a weapon-making machine.
It is quite suitable for such a person to be a secret agent.
But, who killed him?
"Brother Sau is one of our own, so we should find the person who killed him."
Meng Bai gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I will definitely find them. I swear, if I can't find them, I will come to see them!"
Meng Bai felt hatred in his heart. One of his own, his comrades, was killed in front of him. This was something he absolutely couldn't bear.
Now it is no longer a matter of slaps in the face, now it is real hatred!
"Your mission is indispensable. What you have to do immediately is to find me the things that Shawu left behind. The news that he paid for it with his life cannot be thrown away."
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.
When he dreamed of Shawu, although he did not see his life after putting on the mask, he could infer something based on Shawu's character.
With Sau's character, if he really discovers something, he will definitely leave some information in case something unexpected happens!
"I have personally sealed off the Huaxia Pavilion. From now on, no one can enter or leave the Huaxia Pavilion. General, go and find the things that Saudi Arabia left behind."
Zhou Shu said, telling Meng Bai a place.
He himself swayed and came high into the sky.
A powerful momentum rose into the sky, and a ray of light fell from the sky, turning into a light curtain visible to the naked eye, covering the entire Huaxia Pavilion.
The arm shook slightly, and the broken sword appeared in his hand. From now on, the entire Huaxia Pavilion cannot be entered or exited without Zhou Shu's permission!
Under his spiritual gaze, Meng Bai and Shi Songtao entered a casting room in Huaxia Pavilion.
Sha Wu was an idiot. He only made soldiers in his life. Although he had a residence in Huaxia Pavilion, his time there was only a handful throughout the year. Most of the time, he stayed in the forging room.
If he wants to hide something, the foundry is the first place.
A moment later, Meng Bai and Shi Songtao came out of the foundry. Meng Bai still held a short sword in his hand, with a hint of excitement on his face.
He looked up at the sky and nodded vigorously towards Zhou Shu.
Sure enough, as Zhou Shu said, Shawu really left something behind.
"Boom——"
At this moment, a bright light suddenly shot towards Meng Bai and Shi Songtao.
Meng Bai and Shi Songtao's expressions changed drastically, and they both shouted loudly at the same time.
Meng Bai held the sun-concealing sword, and his whole body erupted with an unstoppable light, and a continuous illusory city wall appeared in front of Meng Bai.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
There are many people in Huaxia Pavilion who are good at attacking. Sun Pingping, Xiao Jianghe, Wang Xin, and even Zhang San are all good at attacking.
For those who are good at defense, if Meng Bai said he was second, no one would dare to call him first.
Of course, this does not include Zhou Shu.
Meng Bai learned Zhou Shu's magical power and one man is the master, and when he unfolded it, it really seemed like it was something that no one could get through.
Meng Bai was already simmering with anger when someone killed Sha Wu in front of him before, but now the other party dared to do it brazenly in Huaxia Pavilion. Is it tolerable, and who is intolerable?
Meng Bai's anger burst out, and the sun-concealing sword in his hand slashed down towards the place where the light hit.
At the same time, Shi Songtao also took action. He is the deputy head of the Huaxia Pavilion. Even though he is not good at fighting, with the accumulation of resources over the years, his cultivation is no longer weak.
However, due to the flaws in the art of forging weapons, Shi Songtao's own divine weapons have all been destroyed. Without the divine weapons, the power of his attacks is almost negligible.
"Boom——"
That ray of light smashed Meng Bai's magical power into pieces, and then collided with Meng Bai's sun-shielding sword. Meng Bai's figure flew out, and the afterglow of the light still knocked Shi Songtao away.
Get out.
A figure appeared out of thin air and suddenly reached out to grab the dagger in Meng Bai's hand.
The man's speed was extremely fast. Even with Meng Bai's speed, he couldn't avoid it. Seeing that man's hand, it was about to fall on the sword in Meng Bai's hand. At this time, Meng Bai had not recovered from the shock just now.
After recovering from it, there is no way to escape.
If there were only Meng Bai and Shi Songtao, it was obvious that they would never be able to stop each other, and everything in their hands would be taken away by the other party.
But this is Huaxia Pavilion, and they are not alone here!
Here, there is also Zhou Shu!
Just when the man was about to snatch the dagger away, a sword light fell from the sky.
If he continues to snatch the dagger from Meng Bai's hand, he will die when he gets the dagger.
"Roar——"
The figure roared, and the light on his body surged. He suddenly raised his fist and punched the air.
Amidst the roar, he screamed, his arms were stained with blood, and he flew out.
Zhou Shu stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, and the broken sword flew back and floated in front of him.
He looked coldly at the figure that was knocked away by his sword. The man wore a golden mask on his face, covering his true face.
"Now that things have happened, are you still unwilling to reveal your true face?"
Zhou Shu said coldly, "Do you think you can still hide your identity?"
There is a historical reason why Golden Mask Man No. 1 can keep the golden mask on his face. If it were someone else, Zhou Shu would not tolerate them. It is just a mask, and he has many ways to take it off by force.
"You will never know who I am."
A strange smile suddenly appeared on the man's face, and then his figure disappeared instantly, leaving only a golden mask that paused in the air for a moment, and then fell to the ground with a clang.
Zhou Shu had been preparing for this man to blow himself up and die, but he didn't expect him to disappear so quickly.
"Alternative Dharma?"
Zhou Shu snorted coldly. He could see that the other party was not committing suicide or self-destructing, but taking back his incarnation.
This scene is extremely familiar to him. It is the Self-Transformation Method that he has also practiced!
He has transformed the Dharma into thousands of incarnations. If he wants to take back his incarnations, it is just a thought. Naturally, others cannot keep him.
Zhou Shu narrowed his eyes slightly. He transformed into the Dharma of Freedom. In the ancient heaven, there were people who knew it in the past. In today's world, he knows that only he and Mu Zhixing understand it. The person in Mu Zhixing is still unconscious, so it cannot be
He, now there is someone who understands his method of transformation, which is a bit troublesome!
He has transformed into countless incarnations. Unless all his incarnations can be killed instantly, otherwise, he is equivalent to an immortal existence.
That's all. The key is that he can incarnate tens of thousands of people. If he deliberately hides his identity, it will be almost impossible to find his true self.
In other words, his incarnation may be hidden in countless places, and his identity and cultivation may vary widely. Just like Zhou Shu, the Giant Spirit King back then was his incarnation. If he didn't say it, almost no one would know about it. No wonder the man said before he disappeared that Zhou Shu would never know his true identity.
"Check, Huaxia Pavilion, who is missing?"
Zhou Shu said coldly with a gloomy face.
"Yes!"
Shi Songtao said.
"Your Majesty, this sword was left by Sha Wu!"
Meng Bai handed over the dagger in his hand and said with lingering fear, if the prince hadn't taken action, he would have been embarrassed again this time.
He is feeling extremely aggrieved right now, and he is secretly cruel. He must practice hard, but now his strength is still not worthy of his status as a patrolman in the world.