Water ghost, a special kind of creature, is divided into two types: yang root and yin root.
The Yin root is easy to understand. It means that a drowned person turns into an innocent soul in the water. By chance, under the influence of some kind of force, he becomes a kind of monster. He usually lives in the water, feeds on fish and shrimps, and occasionally does harm to people.
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Another type of water ghost is called Yang Root. Yang Root Water Ghost is not so easy to understand.
Yang-rooted water ghosts are not ghosts, but humans.
They have mastered the power and techniques of water ghosts, and through special practice methods, they have formed a unique Taoism.
Some people say that this sect originated from the underworld and is a branch of the underworld. This is easy to understand. After all, water ghosts belong to the category of wronged souls.
Some people also say that this sect originated in the south and is a branch of Suzakushengdao.
This is also easy to understand. No matter what kind of Taoist door Suzaku creates, it is easy to understand.
Xu Zhiqiong was wandering on the street, looking for a place to buy some wine, food and food.
He came at the wrong time. Qiancheng State had a strict night ban and there was no market at night.
Some people will risk their lives to sell some things secretly at night to avoid high taxes.
But at this time of year, all the people selling are craftsmen, selling pottery bottles, earthen jars, wooden baskets, bamboo baskets and the like.
Midsummer has arrived, and every family is looking forward to the autumn harvest. There is not much food left, and no one will come out to sell food.
It is difficult to buy from the common people, so you can only buy it from the government.
Buying it from the government is not easy to transport, but it has the advantage that it doesn't cost any money.
The ministers in Shenlin City were about to receive their stipends. Xu Zhiqiong was about to go to the Hubu Yamen to get some food. Unexpectedly, he saw a fierce battle by Le'an Lake.
The fierce waterspout danced and rolled, dragging many people into the water.
Water ghost cultivators have little fighting power on the shore. They have no rank. Even if they have practiced for more than ten years, they will not be able to take advantage of ordinary people with better skills on the shore.
But as long as there is water, a water ghost who has just entered the Taoist sect can defeat an eighth-level cultivator, or even a seventh-level cultivator.
Xu Zhiqiong hid in the dark and quietly watched the progress of the battle. The clothes of the group of people on the shore looked familiar. Looking at the gorgeous sedan, Xu Zhiqiong recognized the identities of these people.
Hong Zhenkang and his entourage.
Who would attack Hong Zhenkang at this time?
Divine Lord Hong Juncheng?
Could it be Hong Jin Ki?
The people on the shore were struggling hard in the waterspout. Two Confucian guards, Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao, were forcing their way through the waterspout. The rolling Haoran Zhengqi slowly tore a path through the water flow.
Just as Zhao Yanggong was about to lead his men to break out of the encirclement, four men in black jumped out from the street. They did not approach the battlefield and were performing some kind of technique in the distance.
The road in the water gradually disappeared, and the awe-inspiring righteousness of Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao was weakened at an extremely fast speed.
These four are gluttonous Taoist practitioners, and they are devouring the vitality of Confucian practitioners.
This tactic is very targeted. Confucian Qi is generated within the body, but when the technique is performed, it disperses outside the body and can easily be swallowed up by gluttonous cultivators.
When Zhao Yanggong saw this, he used murderous intent to divert the water and prepared to go forward and fight the four men in black.
Four more men in black jumped out. They didn't wear veils, their faces were exposed, and they stared at Zhao Yanggong silently.
A wave of fear came over him, and Zhao Yanggong took a few steps back and stood beside the sedan, not daring to act easily.
A practitioner of the evil Taoist cultivator, a skill of evil appearance.
Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao used their innocent skills to dispel fear and forced their sedan out of the water.
Ten Taoist killers swarmed up, surrounded Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao, and killed them painfully.
Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao were isolated and helpless, and other guards wanted to come to help. The man in black had not only fierce Taoist practitioners, but also Confucian practitioners.
Haoran's righteousness and danger took turns to put pressure on Hong Zhenkang's bodyguards, making it impossible for Hong Zhenkang's guards to break out of the current.
Not long after, Jia Lizhong and Yu Gengxiao were killed by the Taoist cultivators' swords, and Hong Zhenkang's sedan fell to the ground.
A figure jumped on top of the sedan.
Xu Zhiqiong recognized this person as Cong Ming, Shaoqing of the Shenji Department.
Didn’t he follow Hong Jinji as a secret agent?
As expected, Hong Zhenji sent people to sneak attack Hong Zhenkang.
Xu Zhiqiong didn't look any further, he went straight to Prince Shu's Mansion.
He knew something big was going to happen.
Hong Zhenkang could not be in the sedan. If he was really in the sedan, these people would not be able to fight calmly.
Cong Ming's tactics are indeed good. He made targeted deployments based on a complete understanding of his opponent's cultivation and tactics.
But within three draws, Hong Zhenkang could make his opponent lose his sight, and he would not give Cong Ming a chance to use his tactics.
Cong Ming punched through the roof of the sedan chair, and next he wanted to use the third-level mind-attacking technique to kill Hong Zhenkang.
The so-called mind attack technique is to arouse the opponent's anger and let the opponent's muscles be destroyed by your own anger.
This skill is very vicious. You should not be afraid when fighting against high-level cultivators. Once you are afraid, you will easily fall victim to the fourth-level Horrifying Breath skill.
But if you are fearless, you will easily be angered by the tyranny and ferocity of the Taoist cultivators. If you are angry, you will be attacked by the mind-attacking technique, and eventually die of your own anger.
The correct approach is to fight the vicious cultivator calmly and without any trouble.
But on the battlefield, how can it be so easy to stay calm?
Cong Ming had already determined that Hong Zhenkang was either angry or fearful. As long as he caught a little anger or fear, Hong Zhenkang could be killed.
But when he looked inside the sedan, he found that there was no Hong Zhenkang in the sedan.
Cong Ming was shocked, where had Hong Zhenkang gone?
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At the Prince's Mansion, Hong Zhenji was pacing back and forth in the library, his anxiety palpable.
Suddenly someone pushed open the door and came in. Hong Zhenji looked up and saw Cong Ming.
This guy is so unruly that he just barged in.
Hong Zhenji didn't care about this and asked anxiously: "Did you succeed?"
Cong Ming nodded.
Hong Zhenji was overjoyed: "Where is the head?"
Cong Ming placed the two heads on the desk.
How come there are two heads?
I just want to see Hong Zhenkang’s head. What are you doing with the heads of his men?
Hong Zhenji stared at the heads for a long time and realized that these two heads were not Hong Zhenkang's.
These are the two guards in front of his library door.
Hong Zhenkang's heart tightened and he felt a numbness all over his body.
"Zhenji, do you really want my head?" A familiar voice came to my ears.
The person standing opposite was not Cong Ming, but Hong Zhenkang.
"Zhenji, didn't you just reminisce about our old friendship with me?"
"Brother, brother," seeing Hong Zhenkang approaching step by step, Hong Zhenji stepped back and said, "I, I didn't want to harm you. This is all the emperor's orders."
Hong Zhenkang smiled: "Didn't you just say that you are not afraid of the emperor's brother's blame? Didn't you just say that our brotherhood has not changed?"
Hong Zhenji stepped back step by step, and Hong Zhenkang stepped forward slowly.
Hong Zhenkang realized something was wrong when Hong Zhenji invited Hong Zhenkang to a banquet.
Hong Zhenkang did not speculate on Hong Zhenji's intentions, nor on Hong Zhenji's strategies. He only focused on one person, the person who could truly threaten him.
None of Hong Zhenji's subordinates, but Hong Zhenkang, could see clearly. The only one who could really threaten Hong Zhenkang was Cong Ming.
So Hong Zhenkang only paid attention to Cong Ming's movements.
Through secret surveillance, Hong Zhenkang knew that Cong Ming was lurking by Le'an Lake, but he did not tell the guards about it.
After the banquet was over, Hong Zhenkang got on the sedan chair and left quietly as soon as he walked out of a street.
The guards escorted the sedan and fought with Cong Ming on the bank of Le'an Lake.
Hong Zhenkang took this opportunity to attack Hong Zhenji.
Why do we have to wait until now? Why not just do it during the banquet?
Because Cong Ming was still fighting with the guards in Le'an Lake, he was held back. No one can save Hong Zhenji now.
"Zhenji, where is our brotherhood?" Hong Zhenkang kicked Hong Zhenji in the face, breaking Hong Zhenji's nose bone and distorting his cheekbones.
Hong Zhenji fell to the ground with his face covered in blood. The unbearable pain almost made him lose consciousness.
Didn't he come to kill me?
Why haven't you taken action yet?
Don't you want me to die too happily?
He was right, Hong Zhenkang didn't want him to die too happily.
"Zhenji, I'm asking you, where is the bond between our siblings?" Hong Zhenkang kicked Hong Zhenji in the chest again, and Hong Zhenji vomited a mouthful of blood.
After these two kicks, Hong Zhenji seemed like he couldn't stand it anymore.
Hong Zhenkang didn't want to waste any more time. He raised his foot and was about to cut off Hong Zhenji's neck. A sharp blade fell from the sky and directly pierced the arch of Hong Zhenkang's foot.
Hong Zhenkang jumped on one foot and retreated all the way. Xu Zhiqiong appeared in front of him, and the iron halberd directly hit Hong Zhenkang's head.
Hong Zhenkang dodged, and the crescent blade changed direction midway and went back, cutting off a large piece of flesh and leather from Hong Zhenkang's shoulder.
Hong Zhenkang retreated in embarrassment and wanted to use the technique of closing his eyes, but Xu Zhiqiong did not give him a chance, and an iron hook caught Hong Zhenkang's cheek.
Hong Zhenkang grabbed the iron hook, tore off a large piece of flesh on his face, and continued to retreat.
He only needed three breaths to perform the eyes-closing technique, but Xu Zhiqiong didn't give him even one breath.
No techniques, no formations, nothing today, just crush him with speed!
Pressed step by step, Hong Zhenkang was unable to resist. He was about to lose his life when a group of guards suddenly rushed in from outside the door.
These were Hong Zhenji's bodyguards. When they heard the sound of fighting, they immediately rushed into the library and saw the two men fighting. They didn't know what the situation was. They stepped forward and surrounded Xu Zhiqiong and Hong Zhenkang.
This is bad!
Hong Zhenkang immediately got into the crowd and activated his colorless technique, covering up all his features and becoming a member of the guards.
Time was short, and the colorless technique was not fully activated. If Xu Zhiqiong looked carefully, he could still find traces of Hong Zhenkang.
But he didn't have time to distinguish carefully.
Three puffs, three puffs. Hong Zhenkang cannot be found within three puffs. Xu Zhiqiong must escape, otherwise he will lose his eyesight.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Zhiqiong couldn't distinguish Hong Zhenkang after taking a breath.
In desperation, Xu Zhiqiong suddenly felt the Yin Qi rolling in his body, and couldn't help but whisper to himself: "Which one is the King of Lu?"
This is ridiculous, can Hong Zhenkang admit it to himself?