Chapter 531: Golden Light, Wang Family Funeral

"Win?"

Wu Gensheng looked at Zhang Zhiwei who was full of confidence, was stunned for a moment, raised his fist, hit Zhang Zhiwei's chest, and said:

"That little brother's fortune and life depend entirely on brother Zaiwei."

"You are very brave. You always say that Er Bi is a desperado, but I think you are!"

Zhang Zhiwei opened Wu Gensheng's fist, raised his hand and slapped Wu Gensheng with a flat cut on his chest, making him grin and scream.

This is a big gamble, but others, who don't understand their conversation, are confused.

"What is the Quanxing Master Order? Why do you have to bet your life? How do you do it? What kind of riddle are you trying to solve?" Lu Ci asked.

"Bilian, from your tone, you seem to be able to restrain Quan Xing. But if a Quan Xing person could be restrained, he wouldn't be Quan Xing. What are you going to do?" Lu Jin asked.

"You have been fighting Quan Xing for so long, but you don't understand your opponent at all!"

Wu Gensheng shook his head and did not explain too much. After all, there was a big mouth in front of him and he would talk about it later.

On the other hand, Master Jinguang's expression was constantly changing.

At first, when he heard that Wu Gensheng was going to use the leader's order, he was shocked and confused.

When he heard Zhang Zhiwei talking about Bao Ying, he was disdainful at first.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered the other party's identity and deeds, and began to doubt whether the other party could really succeed...

All these things, even though Zhang Zhiwei was "arrogant" and rarely cared about others, he could still see that this thin old man was paying too much attention to himself.

"Skinny old man, what are you looking at?!"

Zhang Zhiwei turned to look at Master Jin Guang, his eyes were slightly opened and closed, shining like big stars, which made Master Jin Guang's eyes sting, as if being pricked by needles.

Master Jin Guang once suffered a big loss at the hands of Zhang Jingqing. Although the boy in front of him was a junior, he had never looked down upon him.

"Oops, this calf's nose is going to get angry!"

Once bitten, twice shy.

Almost as soon as Zhang Zhiwei looked over, Master Jin Guang raised his hand and struck a talisman at him.

Once the talisman was activated, it turned into a ball of extremely blazing white flames, rushing over with a scorching heat wave.

Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others were suddenly shocked and were about to use their means to resist.

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his hand and scattered the blazing flames.

Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei broke his special skill, the Divine Flame Talisman, with just a stretch of his hand, Master Jin Guang's expression changed and he shouted:

"Since you can break my divine flame talisman? You are also from the talisman sect. Come on, come on, try my golden light divine sword talisman!"

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out a hand, with golden light on his palm. The meaning was very clear, let the horse come over.

Immediately afterwards, they saw the old man holding a golden talisman. With a shake of his hand, the talisman turned into golden light and enveloped his body.

Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes and noticed something was wrong. He bent his fingers towards Master Jinguang, and the cold Qi came out from his palms, and he clenched his hands violently.

There was a loud "boom", and the place where Master Jin Guang stood was crushed into pieces like a pile of sand, and a sharp wave of air crossed everyone's faces.

And in the air waves, a golden escaping light soared into the sky, disappeared in full view of everyone, leaving only one sentence echoing in the place:

"Master, I'll retreat first. When I saw that calf's nose, I felt uncomfortable all over!"

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Master, what should I do if you leave... Wu Gensheng was looking at the direction in which Master Jin Guang was leaving, and said with a speechless expression:

"Brother Zhiwei, is your Tianshi Mansion so social?"

"What kind of society?" Zhang Zhiwei stared: "It was clearly the old man who made the move first!"

"You just stare at me all the time. Why are you looking at me? Aren't you scared?" Wu Gensheng complained.

"This old man is too timid!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"This old man is really timid," Lu Jin said with a look of astonishment, "By the way, where is this old man's golden sword talisman? Why didn't I see it??"

"I saw the golden light, but not the divine sword!" Lu Ci said.

Lu Ren said: "This is clearly an attack in the east and an attack in the west. The divine sword talisman is fake, but the escape is real. However, this person's escape method is quite remarkable. He was able to escape from Senior Brother Zhang's palm. Moreover, The speed was very fast, and he disappeared in a flash. Senior Brother Zhang, the world's talisman is Zhengyi, what kind of method is this? "

Zhang Zhiwei said: "Although the Fu Lu sect came from the Ancestral Master, it has flourished since then. Each sect of the Fu Lu sect has its own unique skill. I don't know what the method is, but it is really fast. , I don’t know how far it can fly..."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Wu Gensheng: "Bilian, when you came here just now, you probably used this method as well. Where did you come from?"

"Come from Fujian!" Wu Gensheng said.

"How long have you been gone?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Wu Gensheng took out a pocket watch from his pocket and looked at it:

"I guess it only takes a few breaths!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. From Fujian to here, it is at least a few hundred kilometers. Even if they use armored horses, they have to run non-stop for a long time. How long does it take this old man to rest? Is it so outrageous?

Zhang Zhiwei was also quite surprised by Master Jin Guang's methods, but he did not doubt its authenticity.

Wugensheng, although he doesn't speak upright, treats people with sincerity and doesn't like to lie. Since he said this, it must be true.

Another method similar to Huodezong's fire escape, and more powerful than fire escape.

Fire escape requires the fire to be arranged in advance, and no one can be brought along, but this method has no such restrictions, and you can come and go as you please...

"A thousand miles in an instant, a world away, it's a good method!"

Zhang Zhiwei asked Wu Gensheng: "This old man looked very unnatural when he saw me. Does he have a grudge against me? Or does he have a grudge against my Tianshi Mansion?"

Wu Gensheng thought for a while and said: "I don't know exactly what the grudge is. It seems that he suffered a great loss at the hands of your master. Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years. You are too natural, more fierce than the Tianshi, how can he not run away?"

"Nonsense, how can I be more fierce than my master? Speaking of it, this old man shouldn't run away. He suffered a loss at my master's hands, and I also suffered a lot at my master's hands. We should respect each other and drink and talk happily!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"I believe your lies!" Wu Gensheng said unhappily.

He was very sure that if Master Jin Guang hadn't run away just now, he would definitely not have a good ending.

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Wu Gensheng and Zhang Zhiwei reached an agreement, and after a few more words, they had no intention of staying any longer, so they said goodbye.

However, before leaving, he reminded:

"Brother Zhiwei, I got a message that there is an old generation in Quanxing who seems to want to attack you, so be careful."

"The old generation in Quanxing?" Zhang Zhiwei frowned, "Who is it?"

"I don't know who it is specifically, I just know that he is of a very high generation and has a history with the Tianshi Mansion!" Wu Gensheng said.

Having a history with the Tianshi Mansion... Zhang Zhiwei thought about it. As far as he knew, there were no traitors in the Tianshi Mansion who joined Quanxing, let alone the old generation. There were some in the entire Zhengyi Sect, both the old and the young.

"You said the old generation is very high, how high is it?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Wu Gensheng said, "He is older than the Master Jin Guang who just flew away."

The Master Jin Guang seems to be of the same generation as my master, older than him...

Zhang Zhiwei inexplicably thought of the Bat Master, but the Bat Master had been thrown into the Demon Subduing Hall by the master, so it couldn't be him.

Wait...Zhang Zhiwei's mind flashed the figure of the paper man that exploded before.

At that time, he guessed that the paper man was most likely from the Japanese pirates, but after Wu Gensheng's reminder, he realized that it might be the Quan Xing elder who was of a high generation that Wu Gensheng mentioned.

And the reason why he took off his pants to fart and controlled the ghost general who was also Quan Xing to deal with himself was perhaps to hide his identity, or perhaps to test...

The Quan Xing elder who was of a high generation...had an old relationship with the Tianshi Mansion...was good at using paper men...could control zombies...there are already a lot of clues, I'll ask the master later...Zhang Zhiwei thought.

After talking about this, Wu Gensheng bowed and said goodbye to everyone.

Everyone bowed and said goodbye one by one, only Wang Ai looked at Wu Gensheng, pursed his lips, said nothing, and made no movements.

Ever since he met Wu Gensheng, the voice and smile of the old master kept flashing in his mind, even though he knew that the death of the old master could not be blamed on Wu Gensheng.

But the other party's identity as the head of Quan Xing still made him feel a little uncomfortable, and there was inevitably a gap, and they no longer had the friendship they had when they went to Changbai Mountain together in Liaodong.

Wu Gensheng noticed this, but he didn't say anything. People with different paths can't make plans together. He always knew that he and this little fat man were not the same kind of people.

The acquaintance in Liaodong was just a product of fate, and it would be difficult to have any intersection in the future, and it would be difficult to maintain it in the future.

Moreover, the death of the old master had nothing to do with him.

So, he didn't explain anything, just bowed to Wang Ai and turned to leave.

Looking at the back of Wu Gensheng leaving, several people patted Wang Ai on the shoulder and then continued to ride on their horses.

Five horses galloped across the mountains at a very fast speed, leaving a series of afterimages.

It was boring to rush on the road. On the way, everyone asked Zhang Zhiwei what the Quanxing Sect Leader's Order was.

This kind of thing was not a secret that could not be told, so Zhang Zhiwei explained it to everyone.

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On the other side, Wu Gensheng was walking on the road. A golden light came from the horizon, turned into a skinny old man, and fell in front of him.

"Master, I thought you ran away and would not come back!" Wu Gensheng was overjoyed.

"I said I would take you back and forth, so I must keep my word!"

Master Jin Guang coughed a few times and sighed: "This little calf nose is so ruthless!"

"Are you okay?" Wu Gensheng asked.

Master Jin Guang took a deep breath, calmed himself, and said:

"With the golden escape to protect the body, it's not a big problem, but Master, do you really want to use the Sect Leader's Order?" Master Jin Guang asked.

"Of course it's true!" Wu Gensheng said.

"You are courting death." Master Jin Guang frowned.

As an old Quanxing, he undoubtedly understands Quanxing. The reason why Quanxing is Quanxing is that they don't want to be restrained by others. Using the authority of the head to force orders is tantamount to restraining them.

Before joining Quanxing, someone restrained them. After joining Quanxing, someone still restrained them. Then, wouldn't it be a waste to join Quanxing?

Therefore, no matter what orders are issued by the head, even if they are beneficial, many people will be dissatisfied and vent their anger on the other party.

This is also one of the reasons why Quanxing has no head for hundreds of years since Yao Guangxiao.

"How can it be said to be a dead end?" Wu Gensheng said, "Didn't the little Tianshi say it? Guaranteed to win."

"If he said guaranteed to win, he would definitely win?" Master Jin Guang said: "We also have to consider the resistance of the disciples. How sure are you?"

Wu Gensheng thought for a while, "30% sure."

"You still want to gamble even if you are 30% sure?" Master Jin Guang asked puzzledly.

"Why not gamble even if you are 30% sure?" Wu Gensheng asked puzzledly.

Master Jin Guang pursed his lips and looked at Wu Gensheng:

"You are still talking about that kid, I think you are a desperate criminal!"

Wu Gensheng shook his head and said: "There are some things I have no choice, unless I don't want to be the head of Quanxing Sect!"

"It's up to you, no matter what others think, I am convinced by you, where do you want to go?"

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Jiangsu and Zhejiang region, 60 miles east of Shengzhou City, Waterfall Mountain in Jinting Town.

There has always been a saying that the saint of calligraphy hides in Jinting, and his descendants form a village.

Like the Wang family, the Lu family and the Zhuge family, they all live in a village that is independent of the world, but it is different from the isolated Zhuge Village and the Lujia Village that has little contact with the outside world.

Wangjia Village has a lot of exchanges with the outside world. From time to time, they would hold calligraphy meetings in Jinting Temple, the ancient residence of Wang Xizhi, and invite scholars from all over the world to participate. In later generations, they even held a calligraphy pilgrimage festival, so this place is relatively prosperous.

This time, the funeral of Old Master Wang was held at Waterfall Mountain in Jinting Town, which is also the location of the Wang family's ancestral tomb, where the calligraphy saint Wang Xizhi was buried.

Because many people in the Wang family were investigating the whereabouts of the murderer Wu Man, everything was kept simple at this funeral.

When Zhang Zhiwei and his party arrived, large and small wreaths of respect were placed inside and outside the mourning hall, and the names of Zhang Jingqing, Zuo Ruotong and other leaders of various factions were listed.

In the mourning hall, people with white flowers on their chests deliberately lowered their voices when talking in the mourning hall.

The head of the Wang family, wearing white mourning clothes, personally greeted and sent off every guest who came to mourn, and his conversation was kind and polite.

As soon as Wang Ai arrived at Wangjia Village, she was taken to change into mourning clothes by the Wang family. The person who was responsible for receiving Zhang Zhiwei was a short and fat middle-aged woman wearing plain white mourning clothes.

The short and fat woman nodded to Zhang Zhiwei: "Little Taoist priest, we met last time in Changbai Mountain, do you remember?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it and shook his head: "Sorry, I forgot."

In fact, he didn't remember it at all. He had a photographic memory, and people who remembered it could not forget it.

The short and fat woman smiled awkwardly: "I am Wang Ai's aunt. I represented the Wang family to Changbai Mountain at that time. Maybe there were too many people, so the little Taoist priest didn't notice it. You are here to mourn my father, right? Come, I will take you there!"

"Thank you!"

Zhang Zhiwei and his companions entered the mourning hall under the leadership of Aunt Wang Ai. After greeting the head of the Wang family, they saluted the body of Old Master Wang, and then were led by Aunt Wang Ai to arrange seats.

It is worth mentioning that he was not arranged at the younger generation table, but in the elder area.