Chapter 1414 This Body Is Like a Sheath (Extra Chapter for 32,000 Monthly Tickets)

"Ah! Woo!"

Fang Heling let out a meaningless howl, and he didn't know what he was calling. There was just an emotion that had nowhere to vent, urging him to roar out.

Like a trapped animal, like a wounded dog.

He is a wounded dog trapped in a cage, but he also wants to go crazy, howl, and fight.

His strongest strength was suppressed within his body, and his remaining sword skills were limited to his skin.

But the cold light between my fingers is already in my hand.

He leaped high into the air.

He also has daggers, fists, and teeth...

He doesn't have nothing.

The painful heart becomes more painful.

The blood-red eyes became even more blood-red.

"ah!"

He shouted almost maniacally, but without a complete syllable.

The world is blood red.

And he himself was as pale as a bone.

I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!

His anger and hatred were burning at such a high frequency.

However, a hand came over, hovered in front of his eyebrows, and stopped him.

Like an eagle pounced on a chicken.

He even saw the process.

The man just calmly raised his right hand, then raised his palm, facing him. By coincidence, that hand hovered between his eyebrows.

At this time, Fang Heling found that he could no longer move.

The hand hanging between his eyebrows seemed to have taken over his body and frozen his fate.

His entire body was frozen in mid-air in a swooping posture.

Like a suspended kite.

And that person looked up at him.

These are a pair of gentle, indifferent, distant and mysterious eyes.

Fang Heling felt inexplicably as if he had been penetrated to the depths of his soul.

But he clearly remembered that Zhang Linchuan's eyes were not like that.

Before putting on the bone mask, Zhang Linchuan's eyes were slightly arrogant and distant, which completely fit the image of a Taoist genius from the three major surnames. After putting on the bone mask, there is only indifference.

He believed that the latter was the real Zhang Linchuan.

It's not heartless, it's simply heartless.

Nothing will stop him except what he wants.

So why did it become like this?

Fang Heling thought very hard, silently using his magical powers in the endless pain.

"Your heart seems to be increasing my pain."

The man who had restrained him as soon as he raised his hand still looked at him with a sigh in his tone: "But there is really no room for increase."

Fang Heling was shocked!

It wasn't just that his covert actions were noticed.

What's more, the hatred power that I tried so hard to activate didn't even make a single ripple!

and……

What does "there is no room for increasing the pain in the heart" mean?

"You, who killed your whole family with your own hands, are still in pain?" Fang Heling stared at the other party fiercely and asked in a hissing voice.

If possible, he would like to bite this person's throat and drink all his blood!

And what surprised him was——

The gentle, indifferent, distant and mysterious eyes of the man in front of him actually caused ripples for a moment.

He actually saw a flash of sadness in this man's eyes!

Zhang Linchuan...Can Zhang Linchuan also be sad?

"I remember……"

In shock and doubt, Fang Heling heard the person in front of him say: "You are from the Fang family."

Fang Heling was stunned.

Would Zhang Linchuan be so unfamiliar with him?

Won't.

Because before Zhang Linchuan put on that bone mask, the two of them had been in contact many times. I had made unilateral gestures of goodwill countless times, and Zhang Linchuan at that time always got along with him not far or near.

No matter how much you look down on yourself, you won't forget yourself.

So, would Zhang Linchuan deliberately show unfamiliarity to humiliate himself?

Definitely not.

Because... I am not qualified to be humiliated by him.

"You are not Zhang Linchuan!" Fang Heling's blood-red eyes regained a trace of clarity: "Who are you?"

Then he heard the man in front of him who looked exactly like Zhang Linchuan say softly: "You can call me Wang Nianxiang."

The other party said Fang family.

Except for old friends from Maplewood City, no one cares about the shitty Fang family in Maplewood City. Even Maplewood City is just bullshit.

Therefore, Fang Heling was sure that the person opposite him should also be from Maplewood City.

But……

Wang Nianxiang?

He only knew one Wang Changxiang, who was an outstanding disciple of Maplewood City Taoist Academy and later entered the County Taoist Academy.

He tried hard to curry favor with Zhang Linchuan, but he was not familiar with Wang Changxiang because Wang Changxiang was always immersed in practicing and doing tasks, and there were not many opportunities to get in touch with him.

He probably only knew that Wang Changxiang had an older brother who was a loser who could not practice cultivation. He lives in seclusion in the Wang family and rarely shows up. Other than that, not much is known.

If I remember correctly, that person's name is Wang Changji...

Wang Nianxiang, who is it?

As if seeing through his doubts, the man in front of him continued: "I am Wang Changxiang's brother."

Wang Changxiang’s brother…

Nianxiang...

Fang Heling did not go to Zhuang Country later, nor did he look for his old friend in Maplewood City, so he didn't know what happened to Wang Changxiang in the end.

Before today, he always thought that Wang Changxiang should still be in the Taoist temple of Qinghe County, living the life he once longed for. Going up step by step, becoming a strong man admired by everyone, and being a superior person... Of course, now it seems that he is just working for that son of a bitch Zhuang Ting.

But no matter what happened to Wang Changxiang, how could the useless Wang Changji who couldn't practice cultivation become so powerful? How did he become like this now?

"What is your relationship with Zhang Linchuan?" Fang Heling asked.

"He took my body, and then I took his body." The man who is now named Wang Nianxiang said in a flat tone.

But this simple sentence brought out so many hidden undercurrents.

How could a useless person who couldn't practice cultivation be taken away by Zhang Linchuan, and how could he take away Zhang Linchuan's body in turn!

Fang Heling can fully imagine how thrilling it must be when this person and Zhang Linchuan compete for the body!

But the more terrifying information for him was that in the fight between Zhang Linchuan and Wang Changji, it seemed that Zhang Linchuan was the one who took the initiative.

Wang Changji, who was already so powerful and terrifying that made him despair, had his body taken away by Zhang Linchuan... How could Zhang Linchuan be so powerful?

What he remembered was that the bone messenger Zhang Linchuan who had wreaked havoc in the Fenglin City disaster was the cold man who was good at thunder magic in the inner court.

He knew that with Zhang Linchuan's talent, he would definitely make great progress after that carefully planned conspiracy.

But he thought that he could get closer by fighting so hard!

Fang Heling's body was still suspended in the air, but he had almost ignored these. Just with some unspeakable emotions, he asked anxiously: "Then do you know what Zhang Linchuan's strength is now?"

He heard his own voice, which was very dry.

Because he had actually seen the answer.

And felt it.

Regarding his difficulties and bitterness, Wang Changji only said calmly: "I see that you are also pursuing the Wusheng Sect... Wusheng Sect was founded by him. What do you think is its current strength?"

Fang Heling can now understand what kind of power a cult of the size of Wusheng Sect can gather and what kind of power it needs to support.

He always thought that Wusheng Sect was probably a disguised White Bone Sect.

Zhang Linchuan probably climbed to a higher position in Wusheng Sect than before...

But unexpectedly, Zhang Linchuan turned out to be the Pope of Wusheng Sect, combining the God Lord, Dao Lord, and Sect Lord in one.

The worst result has become a reality!

Since Wusheng Sect was founded by Zhang Linchuan himself, Zhang Linchuan's strength is already unpredictable.

Especially the word "also" in Wang Changji's words.

As strong as Wang Changji is, he is also pursuing Wusheng Sect. They once fought for each other's flesh, and there was the destruction of Fenglin City. There must be a blood feud. But Wang Changji did not go directly to Zhang Linchuan.

What does this mean?

Wang Changji's implication is clearly that -

"The gap between you and the real Zhang Linchuan is greater than the gap between you and me."

This answer is so naked without any cover.

But it is too cruel.

"I know." Fang Heling said so.

For the first time, there was a sense of surprise in Wang Nianxiang's eyes.

He seemed surprised that Fang Heling, who seemed extremely fragile to him, could be so calm at this time.

As an ordinary person, staying with a group of monsters every day, especially gradually becoming a monster himself. Fang Heling's will has actually been on the verge of collapse. Constantly crazy, constantly torn apart, and constantly hypnotizing himself.

Such a Fang Heling, even if he becomes strong, is just a paper tiger. Not to mention that he is far from being strong enough.

Wang Changji saw through his fragile nature at a glance.

Therefore, he was a little surprised at his calmness at this moment.

But it was only surprise.

He said nothing, but slowly retracted his palm hovering in front of Fang Heling's eyebrows.

And in Fang Heling's perception...

Everything was going backwards.

His body flew back.

His body and soul were still boiling, and returned to the time before boiling.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the dagger stopped between his fingers.

The part of soul, bone, flesh, and blood that he thought had been separated before actually stopped before separation, and did not reach the stage of separation at all.

Everything was like a dream, as if nothing had happened.

He just turned around and saw Wang Changji who had taken Zhang Linchuan's body!

He was shocked and didn't know what to say!

The pair of indifferent and deep eyes looked over: "There is not much power for you to consume. Are you sure you want to waste it like this?"

Was I restrained before the Canjianshu was launched?

Fang Heling fell into self-doubt, but he subconsciously followed the advice and dispersed the Canjianshu.

"Just now..."

He wanted to ask what happened just now, but he was interrupted after he opened his mouth.

"Now is not the time to talk." Wang Changji said.

At this moment.

Behind Fang Heling was a high cliff with a strong pine tree. A member of the Wusheng Sect was hanging on the tree, and his death was miserable.

Wang Changji, who was dressed in ordinary clothes but had a good appearance and a special temperament, stopped in front of him, keeping a fairly comfortable distance.

Then he took a step forward.

He only took one step forward and came to Fang Heling.

He grabbed his arm casually.

One more step, and he was already dragged off the cliff.

It's not that Fang Heling didn't think about dodge, but he couldn't find any room to dodge.

Even with all his imagination and strength, he didn't know how to avoid it.

The hand that grabbed his arm seemed to have taken root on him. The roots penetrated deeply into his flesh and blood, making it impossible for him to get rid of it.

So he fell down the cliff with his back turned.

There was a biting wind in his ears, and from this angle, he could still see the Wusheng Cultist who was hung on the tree and whose heart was crushed.

At that moment, he almost thought that the other party was planning to throw him to death.

But the fall stopped.

Wang Changji pulled him and drove him directly into the cliff.

The expected scene of being smashed into pieces did not happen. The cliff naturally opened a hole, which was just enough for two people to hide.

Wang Changji let go of his hand.

The feeling of being tightly restrained disappeared.

The relieved Fang Heling was about to ask when Wang Nianxiang glanced at him.

He somehow understood the meaning of this look——

do not speak.

So he shut his mouth tightly.

Almost in the next moment, he heard the roar that broke through the sky!

The terrifying momentum was released everywhere, and the unknown strong man descended on the cliff!

Fang Heling's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Because the movement of the strong man's arrival clearly stopped near the strong pine on the cliff.

In other words, the person coming is likely to be a strong person in the Wusheng Sect.

If Wang Changji hadn't suddenly appeared today, he would have fallen into the opponent's hands!

And now...

Can they simply jump off a high cliff and create a hole in the cliff wall to hide it from a strong person with such terrifying speed?

You don't even need to seal the hole?

Fang Heling almost wanted to unleash his Taoist skills and build a wall of earth to make their hiding place look more like that. But after all, I didn't dare to make any noise.

They just stood here and didn't see Wang Changji perform any secret skills... Are they really not going to be discovered?

What makes Fang Heling feel lucky but also somewhat doubtful about life is——

The answer to the question soon emerged.

The roar belonging to the strong man of Wusheng Cult exploded again, and it was far away in an instant.

From the beginning to the end, the unknown strong man from Wusheng Cult did not pay the slightest attention to the cliff.

With just such a small distance, he actually managed to hide it!

How did you do it?

Fang Heling didn't believe that the unknown strong man from Wusheng Cult would neglect this.

He looked at Wang Changji, that means, can I speak?

This man, who had wasted the Pulse Opening Pill and was regarded as a waste in Maplewood City for a long time, still looked indifferent at this moment.

It seemed like nothing could catch his attention, and nothing could make him care.

Fang Heling then asked: "Who was it just now?"

"The former second elder of the White Bone Taoist, now the Protector of the Wusheng Sect. Lu Yan." Wang Changji replied casually, and then said: "What's more troublesome is that he has now achieved the Divine Presence. A man born with dark eyes. It will be very difficult to deal with the powerful ones."

He said trouble, but Fang Heling didn't see any troublesome expression on his face.

"If he has come. Then you..."

Fang Heling should not have asked such a question.

It's not like he hasn't come into contact with divine monks before. He was no stranger to the pressure swept over by spiritual consciousness. The performance of the golden body and chalcedony during the battle was also very distinct... none of these Wang Changji had.

But what Wang Changji brought to him was a sense of oppression that he had never felt from a monk below the level of God's Presence. Far better than the terrifying demons like Zheng Fei and Li Shou Yanzi!

"I haven't seen the gods before." Wang Changji said quietly: "But Lu Yan relies too much on the dark eye, which is precisely his intellectual disability."

Before God comes, you dare to hide under the nose of the powerful God, just dig a hole in the cliff, and then stand there in a grand manner?

Even if Lu Yan flew down and scanned with his naked eyes, he would never miss the two of them!

What kind of strong person can calmly evaluate the innate dark eye of a Shenlin monk and use it with such arrogance?

Isn't the calm-looking man in front of me really a hidden real person?

Fang Heling felt that his understanding of the world was being subverted.

He admitted that he was a waste, but could the gap between people really be so big?

"Although you said you didn't achieve the Divine Presence, I think you can kill him." Fang Heling said hesitantly.

Wang Changji shook his head: "The essence is insurmountable. Unless I can condense the spiritual consciousness in advance... But that itself is already a step of divine arrival."

These words denied the possibility of him overstepping his rank to kill Lu Yan.

But he also expressed his confidence in facing Lu Yan in a tone that stated the established facts. As long as you condense your spiritual consciousness, you can do it...

Lu Yan was not an ordinary powerful Shenlin, but a Shenlin who was born with dark eyes.

People with this kind of innate magical power are often more powerful than monks in the same realm.

Is Wang Changxiang's brother actually more talented than Wang Changxiang?

No, compared to Wang Changji's performance today, how could Wang Changxiang back then be worthy of the title of "genius"?

What Fang Heling had to admit was that among the people he knew, perhaps Jiang Wang and Zhang Linchuan were the only ones who could even remotely compare to this talent.

Unfortunately, he himself is not qualified to participate in the comparison.

He subconsciously moved his throat and said dryly: "Why did you save me?"

At this time, he certainly understood that he might have stepped into the trap of the Wusheng Sect today. And Wang Changji suddenly appeared and saved him under the nose of that Lu Yan.

But... why?

What does Wang Changji want?

After his father's death, he never believed that there would be anyone in this world who would give him unconditional kindness.

Everything has a price.

Can Wang Changji afford the price he wants?

Fang Heling pondered silently.

But Wang Changji had already turned around and walked out, stepping on the air as if walking on flat ground.

He only left a voice behind: "It's just a convenience."

Looking at his back without hesitation, Fang Heling suddenly blurted out: "Help me!"

But the back did not stop, and walked down the cliff by itself.

Fang Heling followed and jumped off the cliff, shouting behind him: "No, it's not to help me. It's to give me a chance to help you more!"

"You came to save me on purpose, probably hoping that I can bring more trouble to the Wusheng Sect, right?"

"I am willing to! As long as you can help me become stronger, I am willing to pay any price. The Wusheng Sect is an organization that I must eradicate, and Zhang Linchuan is my enemy who I hate to the bone!"

Wang Changji's figure stopped.

He turned his head and looked at Fang Heling with his gentle but distant eyes: "The bait was originally used to catch me. So I saved you, it was just a matter of convenience."

Fang Heling did not give up: "Since you have already saved you, why not expect me to play a greater role?"

Wang Changji's expression has always been very light, whether in the first duel or when he was avoiding Lu Yan later. This makes him seem to be separated from this world by a layer of something.

Including when he looked at Fang Heling at this time, it was the same.

There was neither expectation nor pity, and he just said: "How do you think you can help me?"

"I am a waste, I admit it." Fang Heling said: "Compared with you geniuses, I am completely a waste."

He looked at Wang Changji steadily: "But I want to kill Zhang Linchuan more than you do."

Wang Changji's calmness seemed indifferent and even cruel at this moment, but he obviously didn't care about Fang Heling's feelings. He just said in his inherent tone: "People like Zhang Linchuan are not something you can kill just because you want to. Maybe there are miracles in this world, but I have never seen them."

"What if I bite off a piece of his flesh? What if I rub off a piece of his skin? What if I just delayed him for a moment. What if I wasted his eyes?"

Fang Heling's eyes had faded from blood red at this time, but there was still a kind of cruelty: "I am willing to give everything I can, as long as I can play a little role in the process of killing him!"

Wang Changji did feel his determination.

She looked at him seriously for a few times: "The person who gave you that sword technique should be very strong. Why don't you let him help you?"

"He won't help me."

Fang Heling shook his head bitterly: "Except Yan Zi, he doesn't care about anyone's life or death.

Everyone in the organization is like his toys, and they can be replaced at any time.

If I want to get something, I must pay something, but I have already paid everything I can pay.

I can do any dangerous task in exchange for the reward he gives. But he often loses his memory, and sometimes he doesn't know what to do, so there won't always be tasks.

The speed of my becoming stronger has slowed down, and I can't slow down anymore..."

Sometimes Fang Heling didn't know whether it was lucky or more unfortunate that he was picked up by Yan Zi and brought back to Wuhui Valley.

Of course, he has gained much stronger abilities than when he was in Fenglin City.

But looking at him-

The mediocre Taoism that was abandoned and reshaped, the vicious magical powers that were forcibly transplanted, the extremely vicious swordsmanship that hurt himself and others...

Even his body was "adjusted" by Yan Chunhui again and again as a price.

He is no longer a human, nor a ghost.

He had seen Yan Zi cry in front of the mirror.

Although he couldn't cry, he could relate to the feeling of disgust with his body.

Wang Changji turned around and continued to walk down.

Fang Heling wanted to fight for it again, but he didn't know what else he could fight for.

He was a little lost, and really didn't know how to cross the chasm.

It seemed that no matter how he jumped, he was in the mud.

No matter how he struggled, there was no light.

"Follow me for the time being." Wang Changji's voice came from the front: "After I understand your current situation, I will see if I can do something for you... Is your time convenient?"

"Convenient! Convenient!" Fang Heling hurriedly followed.

Although the monthly ticket is not 32,000, there will always be some.

Even if there is no, it's okay.

These four days are so long, let's get through it quickly.

O, O That's it for now~

Tomorrow's guaranteed ticket will be sent tomorrow at noon.