646: 350 sorties 646: 350 sorties Xigou felt irritated and proposed, “That Yin Corpse old coot dares to provoke us; how about we storm his lair and wipe him out, nest and all.”
Fang Zhixing liked the idea, but shook his head and said, “The crafty hare has three burrows; who knows how many corpses that Yin Corpse old coot has hidden and where.
Killing like this, we simply can’t eradicate them all.”
Xigou thought it over and couldn’t help but complain, “Undying people are really fucking disgusting.”
Fang Zhixing rolled his eyes, displayed the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Dharma Form, and reached for the back of Xigou’s neck.
“What are you in a hurry for, I wasn’t even talking about you!”
Xigou’s hair stood on end as he quickly responded, “Actually, you could play it the sa way, stashing so blood in various places around the world, and even if soone killed you, you could still be reborn from a drop of blood, couldn’t you?”
Fang Zhixing withdrew his hand and replied, “I’ve thought about that thod, but it’s not really suitable for .”
Xigou asked, puzzled, “Why isn’t it suitable?”
Fang Zhixing answered, “For example, if I were to take out a drop of blood now and store it sowhere, then after so ti, when I’m reborn, my cultivation would still be the sa as it is at this mont.”
Xigou heard this and understood imdiately.
Don’t forget that Fang Zhixing is a cheat; his cultivation improves in a short amount of ti, he grows stronger!
The next mont is always more formidable than the previous one!
This leads to his “current” blood always being weaker than his “future” blood.
If his future self were to be reborn into the present, he would only gain his current cultivation.
The growth and strengthening that happened in the anti would all be erased, overridden.
Such a loss!
But it’s different for the Yin Corpse old man; he might toil for decades or even a hundred years to make a little progress.
The corpses he’s stored are the sa in the future as they are now, neither gaining nor losing, so he can afford to play this ga.
Fang Zhixing analyzed carefully, “This thod could be used as a last resort to save my life, but I’m usually cautious, treading on thin ice, never fighting a battle I’m not sure of winning, so I almost never need this kind of lifesaving asure.”
Xigou understood.
If it’s a fight they can’t win, they run; if they can win, they kill.
This is Fang Zhixing’s basic style.
After that, Fang Zhixing stopped talking nonsense and quickly cleaned up the battlefield.
He soon found the Shariputra that the Yin Corpse old man had brought with him.
This was a relic from Master Kongji, and there were twenty-one in total.
“If this Shariputra can find its way to , then…”
Moved by a thought, Fang Zhixing displayed the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Dharma Form, and his body emitted a golden light.
In an instant, the Shariputra trembled slightly.
Grasping the Shariputra, Fang Zhixing’s perception suddenly extended outwards.
Suddenly, a wondrous feeling erged.
Beyond the range of his perception, which normally would be pitch-black chaos, impenetrable to any feelings…
There were now several vague points of light, flickering uncertainly.
These few vague light points were probably quite distant.
How far couldn’t be determined.
Only a general direction could be discerned.
“The stronger the light point, the closer it should be to …”
Fang Zhixing locked onto the strongest light point, grabbed Xigou, and flew straight towards it.
…
…
Qian State·Yu Lin County
The streets were bustling with people.
Under the scrutiny of the onlookers, a young man in gray knelt outside the old mansion gate of the “Yu Household.”
He had been kneeling for seven days and nights, without so much as a drop of water or a grain of rice.
Upon hearing the news, people ca in droves to see the spectacle, whispering among themselves.
It must be known that the “Yu Family” is an Aristocratic Family, holding an extraordinary status in Yu Lin County and even the whole of Qian State.
Legend has it that the Yu Family descended from nobles of the forr dynasty, with ancestors who once held the prestigious position of Great Tutor to the Crown Prince, playing a crucial role in court.
After the fall of the forr dynasty, the Yu Family kept a low profile, moving away from Yuan Ye City back to their ancestral lands.
They then managed to avoid calamity, fortunately steering clear of purges.
Since then, generation after generation of the Yu Family diligently managed their affairs in Yu Lin County, gradually becoming more prominent and powerful, eventually standing as the preeminent local magnates, dominating the region.
Regarding the young man in gray, his story was also well known.
The young man in gray was a local of Yu Lin County, nad Duan Shuping, born into poverty, and spent his youth on the streets.
By chance, he later entered “Cold Pond Temple,” becoming a Buddhist lay disciple.
Duan Shuping was extraordinarily intelligent, well-versed in the scriptures, eloquent in debate, and even based on his heavenly insight, he comprehended the renowned “Padmasambhava’s Dharma Form” from a dilapidated Buddhist statue.
Amazed by his talent, the Buddhist community tried fervently to recruit him, even offering him the title of “Buddhist Son.”
However, Duan Shuping remained unmoved and left the order to return ho.
Not long afterward, rumors spread that he had fallen in love at first sight with Miss Yu Yuxia of the Yu Family and they had pledged themselves to each other in private.
Just seven days ago, Duan Shuping ca to the Yu Household to ask for her hand in marriage but was turned away at the door.
Duan Shuping was persistent, kneeling without standing, trying to touch the Yu Family’s heart with his sincerity.
As dusk approached and another day was about to pass, the Yu Household’s gate remained closed.
“Alas, the Yu Family after all is a top-tier Aristocratic Family; Duan Shuping, just a commoner, is not of equal rank.
Even marrying into the family is impossible, let alone having Miss Yu marry down to him.”
“That’s just wishful thinking!”
“Heh, it’s like a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh.”
“Don’t say such things, good folks shouldn’t tear apart a pair of lovebirds!”
“Right, right, it’s better to dismantle ten temples than to destroy one marriage.”
…
The onlooking crowd whispering to each other, the flas of gossip burned fiercely.
At that mont, a man and a dog approached from the rear of the crowd.
It was Fang Zhixing and Xigou.
“Hey, there’s gold beneath a man’s knees, how much gold has this guy knelt out after seven days?”
Xigou glanced at Duan Shuping and clicked his tongue.
Fang Zhixing paid no attention to Duan Shuping; his gaze turned towards the gate of the Yu Household.
Without doubt!
There was a relic inside the mansion.
That ans that soone from the Yu Family, a high-level expert, had also taken up the bounty to hunt Fang Zhixing.
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