Chapter 243 The True Feelings of Quanxing, Wugensheng, Qu Tong
Chapter 243 The True Feelings of Quanxing, Wugensheng, Qu Tong
"Xuan Yang is here. Within Tongtian Valley, thieves are forbidden to enter."
The voice was vast, majestic, and towering, mixed with a sharp aura emanating from Lü Qian, like a raging storm, suddenly rushing out of Tongtian Valley.
Lu Qian stood in the middle of the canyon, holding a whisk. The passage that four people could walk side by side seemed to be filled by him alone, like an indestructible and insurmountable pass, blocking the people coming from the outside.
He held a whisk in his left hand, and the three thousand whisks fluttered as his robes billowed around him, like a sharp sword about to be drawn, its sound clearly audible.
At this moment, Lü Qian put away his usual playful and mischievous manner, and faced the intruders with a serious and calm demeanor, revealing the true nature of a gatekeeper.
Since we will be guarding all the mystical gates of the world in the future, let's start by guarding Tongtian Valley today.
This place is the site of our Xuanmen lineage; no outsiders may enter!
Seeing Lü Qian's posture of clearing the area and kicking people out, Wang Zhenqiu shrugged and removed the divine mask from his face.
As a clever scoundrel, he still understood the principles of "acting within one's means" and "discretion is the better part of valor."
Otherwise, the people who wanted to kill him wouldn't have lined up all the way from the Southwest Region to the company headquarters in Beijing, and they wouldn't have had to wait in line by lottery.
In this situation, unless Lü Qian himself clears a path, the only option is to force his way through.
But if you want to break through the clutches of this Little Lu Zu, you might as well look for other safer routes through Tongtian Valley.
Wang Zhenqiu was a fun-loving person who enjoyed joining in the fun, and he only came to explore because he was curious about Zhang Chulan's secrets.
But if you ask him, the one who enjoys entertainment, to work himself to the bone, then forget it. People who enjoy entertainment will never become the source of entertainment themselves.
But out of a sense of duty to his master, he still walked up to Xia Liuqing with his arms crossed and asked, "Old man Xia, they've already said it, so you don't really want to go and try your luck, do you?"
"You bastard!"
Xia Liuqing twirled the steel whip in her right hand, threatening to strike Wang Zhenqiu with it, but with her left hand she brought two fingers together and pointed at Mei Jinfeng, who was protecting her from behind.
【Lingxu Finger】
"Brother Xia, you..."
Mei Jinfeng, whose acupoints had been struck, felt dizzy and weak all over. In the instant before losing consciousness, she looked at Xia Liuqing in disbelief, a fleeting look of doubt in her pupils, followed by boundless anger.
But before Mei Jinfeng could react, the little follower who was infatuated with Wugensheng collapsed unconscious behind Xia Liuqing.
"I'm sorry, Jin Feng'er, but to this old man, you are more important than the sect leader."
After decades of pursuit, Xia Liuqing understands Mei Jinfeng perfectly. Whenever Wugensheng is involved, Mei Jinfeng loses all reason and emotion.
Given the current situation, Mei Jinfeng would only choose to force her way in, even if it meant risking her life. This is why he knocked Mei Jinfeng unconscious.
Xia Liuqing removed the steel whip from his hand, and with his aged hands, he carried Mei Jinfeng on his back, then took off his coat and tied Mei Jinfeng up tightly.
His face, adorned with a divine mask, first glanced tenderly at Mei Jinfeng behind him, then turned solemnly to look at Lü Qian, who was blocking his path.
"Young Master Lü, could you spare our lives?"
"I have survived to this day, and I admit to having committed many evils. Ninety-one people have died at my hands, but Jin Feng is innocent..."
However, before Xia Liuqing could finish speaking in her operatic voice, Lü Qian shook his whisk, interrupting this heartfelt and emotionally charged speech.
"Xia Liuqing, did you and Mei Jinfeng have any grudges against me?"
No, no.
"Then go on your own. Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao stay behind; they owe me Quanzhen stuff."
Lu Qian ignored Xia Liuqing and turned to look at Feng Baobao, who was carrying Zhang Chulan on her back.
This world is not a beautiful place; absolute justice does not exist, and the definition of a person is not simply good or evil.
The distinction between the right path and the whole nature is sometimes blurry, to give a simple example.
Every old Quanxing has an unforgettable person in their heart, and that person is Wugensheng.
Faced with this true leader of the Quanxing Sect, this group of Quanxing members, who had previously been hypocritical, revealed their true feelings.
Whether it's respect, admiration, or love...
Ironically, Wugensheng, the person directly involved, betrayed Quanxing's true feelings.
The Jia Shen Rebellion was not only a betrayal of the righteous path by the Thirty-Six Thieves, but also a betrayal of Quanxing by Wugensheng.
Unlike the righteous path, Quanxing never tried to abandon Wugensheng, even though their true feelings had been betrayed.
Lu Qian had no doubt that when Feng Baobao's identity was exposed, those who would defy the general trend of the world and rush to protect her would not be the self-proclaimed righteous company or the righteous path.
Those thirty-six thieves who swore brotherhood with Wugensheng would not have firmly chosen Feng Baobao as their niece.
Those who firmly chose Feng Baobao were the Quanxing disciples who had been impressed by Wugensheng, as well as the old Quanxing members who had been abandoned and betrayed by Wugensheng.
Mei Jinfeng, Xia Liuqing, Li Muxuan, Zhao Ji...
Because they had loved and hated, these old Quanxing people had a complex yet innocent relationship with Wugensheng.
"Tsk, could Wugensheng have gone mad too? His brain circuits are really abnormal."
Lu Qian looked around at the mountain wall patterns that Wu Gensheng had altered, and found it increasingly difficult to understand the madness and magic of the Thirty-Six Thieves.
Was it Wugensheng who was too charming, or was it Zhang Huaiyi, the culprit, who was too good at talking?
Both sides betrayed their origins and their past, and in the face of national and personal vendettas, they betrayed the entire world of supernatural beings.
To say they have a "brain ailment" would probably be an understatement.
"Forget it, if I could really understand it, I wouldn't be any different from the Thirty-Six Thieves."
Shaking his head, Lü Qian stopped trying to understand the mindset of the Thirty-Six Thieves. In his eyes, they were all a group of debtors.
Since we owe a debt, we must collect it, including the principal and interest.
"If you find the person, beat them up first; if you can't find them, make their disciples and descendants pay the interest first."
Looking at Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan, Lü Qian silently devised a plan in his mind: "Let Wugensheng and Zhang Huaiyi, those two troublemakers, have their daughters and grandsons pay for it first."
"Grandmaster Zhou Sheng is elusive, appearing and disappearing like a dragon. Let's try to lure him out with the story of the Yellow Millet Dream. If that doesn't work, we'll look for Junior Brother Wang Ye."
"As for Duanmu Ying, then naturally it's you, Qu Tong..."
Lu Qian looked up and stared at another group of people walking in the distance. It was the exploration team composed of foreigners, the people that Qu Tong had arranged.
In the group, a woman with a ruby adorning her forehead seemed to sense something and looked up in Lü Qian's direction.
The woman walked in the middle of the group, appearing taciturn and more like a manipulated puppet than a human being.
"With the addition of the Dual-Handed Technique and the Divine Hundred Refinements, you, Qu Tong, have achieved the ability to split your soul a thousand miles away. It's a pity that you have such a pair of miraculous hands for healing and saving lives."
"And the guardians of the sacred tree on Nathan Island, Qu Tong, how is your behavior any different from betraying your own family's heritage?"
Lu Qian raised his hand and summoned the peach wood sword that was on his back. It landed in his right hand, and then he disappeared from the spot in a flash.
"Xuan Yang is here, so please make yourselves at home."
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Chapter Two!
Chapter 3 might be too late. I was bothered by the noise from the renovation all day. I'm so tired!
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