Chapter 577: Tang Clan Leader's Decision, Zhang Huaiyi's Change

Gao Li saw Marshal Zhang looking at the sky, a little worried, and said with relief:

"Commander, don't worry. In terms of lurking and assassination, the Tang Sect is the ancestor of assassins. It will be no problem to remove the Ninjas of Nabihe Mountain."

Dashuai Zhang nodded and said solemnly: "That damn bitch, since it was recommended by the little heavenly master, I believe there is no problem."

Then, he looked at Li Shuwen next to him: "Shuwen, you old boy, how come you are in this place, you don't say a word, you are mute?"

Li Shuwen shook his head, looked at the long mountain road ahead, and said in a deep voice: "Commander, we have arrived at the boundary of Tangmen. Not far away is Tangjiabao. Although there is no one around this mountain road, they are watching secretly. There are quite a few people following us.”

As he spoke, Li Shuwen glanced at the treetops to the left, his eyes burning like a torch.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the northwest wind was blowing on the ground, but the treetops were tilted southeast against the direction of the wind.

Zhang Dashuai was a man who broke out of a pile of dead people by licking blood with a knife. Naturally, he noticed this. He laughed and said:

"Mom is so naughty, but I can't see it in front of me. She has some skills, hahaha. This is exactly the purpose of my trip. Come on, let's go up the mountain."

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The land of Shu is mountainous, and the Tangjia Fort was built on the mountains.

People in the world say that Tang Sect is the Senluo Palace, which is dark and terrifying, but in fact it is a different scene, with fine vermilion paint, simplicity and elegance, soaring spine beasts, and row upon row of buildings. At first glance, it looks more like a fortress than a sect.

In the main hall of Tangmen, the hall is paved with carpets, and a huge painting hangs on the inner wall. It is carefully and skillfully painted with vivid brushstrokes. It shows an earth-shattering battle. Thousands of troops and horses are attacking an isolated city. The whole body is wrapped in the breath of gold. The general drew his sword and stood up, staring at the lonely city like a demon coming to the world.

In front of the large painting, two people were sitting and drinking tea.

There is a person wearing a gray robe, with neat white hair, one eye, lean and tall, exuding a sense of vicissitudes and calmness that has gone through the world. This person is Tang Bingwen, the head of the Tang Sect.

The other man is slightly fat, smiling, and has a very kind look. He is wearing a white shirt, a well-tailored black suit, and a smart Shelby hairstyle that mafiosi often wear. In this era, he is definitely a good guy. Fashionable, this person is Tang Jiaren, the great master of the Tang clan.

Tang Bingwen took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and said, "Brother, Marshal Zhang from the Northeast has gone up the mountain. I guess he is here to deal with the Japanese pirates."

Tang Jiaren smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes and said, "Junior brother, do you want to take over his business?"

Tang Bingwen was silent for a moment, and then said: "This foreign world is dangerous, but it is fair; we Tang people are assassins, and the lives of assassins have no roots, just like fallen leaves in the wind and duckweed in the water. For thousands of years, Come on, I don’t know how many heroes have risen and fallen in the world.”

"Among them, some people's lives will exist forever. This may be because their spirits are immortal and they are still alive even after death. Perhaps it is because although they themselves are dead, their descendants have formed a family in the world. They share a power that others cannot shake, and their reputation is immortal because of it.”

"For thousands of years, the forces that have remained standing in the alien world are not only the Tianshi Mansion, the Shangqing Sect, and the Shaolin Temple... these three sects with a long history, but also some prominent aristocratic families."

"These aristocratic families can always exist not only because they have some special abilities, but also because their ancestors have made a lot of contributions to the world. This is true for the four major families, and so is our Tang family."

"Brother!"

Tang Bingwen turned back to look at the large painting on the inner wall: "For thousands of years, our Tang clan, the Tang family, has been doing the despicable business of buying lives with money, but we have been able to stand tall. Seeing him build tall buildings, I saw him entertaining guests and seeing his building collapse, not only because of his powerful methods, but also because of his integrity."

"Hundreds of years ago, the Golden Family suddenly rose up, unified Mongolia, and destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty with their troops. At that time, Meng Ge, the Great Khan of Mongolia, led an army to attack the Diaoyu City not far from our Tangjia Fort."

"Diaoyu City is impregnable, and the guard, General Wang Jian, is also a god with his troops, but the Mongolian Khan Mengge was the grandson of Temujin, the founder of the golden bloodline. He had the strongest golden bloodline at that time and was known as the best innate in the world at that time. Stranger."

"The ability of the golden bloodline is too strong. Legend has it that they have inexhaustible Qi, powerful bodies, and unparalleled recovery speed. They are like ghosts and gods. No city can stop them. Not only in the Southern Song Dynasty, but also in the West, they are also attacking Unstoppable and invincible, we have conquered an unprecedented territory.”

"General Wang Jian was confident that he could stop the Mongolian army, but he was not confident that he could stop Brother Meng, so he came to our Tang Sect with the mentality of giving it a try and wanted to buy Brother Meng's life."

"I, the Tang Clan, took over and took Brother Meng's life. General Wang Jian also defended the Diaoyu City and has been stationed in the city. He has been guarding the city for fifty years with the army and the people. He has shown the bloody spirit of our Bashu people. The Tang Clan "

"Why is our Tang Sect, a notorious assassin sect, respected by the Tianshi Mansion and the Shaolin Temple? It's not just about the means, but also because of this integrity."

"Now the red hairs are everywhere, and the Japanese pirates are on the border. Since the man named Zhang is here to buy his life, let's take it." Tang Bingwen said lightly.

"What junior brother said is, of course, there is nothing we businessmen cannot accept. It is only natural to use money to eliminate disasters." Tang Jiaren smiled solemnly: "What the Gao family and the Ma family cannot do, our Tang family can do it, and the Gao family and the Ma family can kill Those who can’t, let us, the Tang Sect, kill them!”

"Anyway, as long as I get close, I can kill anyone!"

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The sky is covered with dark clouds, the green mountains are covered with dark green roof tiles, and the roofs look like fish scales.

Marshal Zhang and his party have arrived at the gate of Tangjiabao.

Viewed from this angle, the entire Tangjia Fort feels not only spectacular, but also solemn, majestic, solid, and solid, like a legendary giant that will not be knocked down, no matter who wants to destroy it. , are nothing more than idiotic dreams.

"Commander, this is the Tang Sect." Gao Li said, and then he walked over and talked with the Tang Sect disciple at the door.

The Tang Sect was engaged in business, so there was no reason not to accept guests, so they immediately welcomed Zhang Dashuai and his party in.

After walking past the lintel of Tangjiabao and entering the fort, the buildings inside are lined up facing south and north, with not a single tree planted around the middle aisle.

This road is very long, and some assassins hide in the shadows of the strict buildings on both sides, which creates a huge pressure when walking.

Marshal Zhang took a deep breath, walked along this road, and came to the front of the main hall. He stopped and looked up, and at a glance he saw the Tang Clan Chief sitting in the hall and the large painting behind the Tang Clan Chief.

"He..." Dashuai Zhang paused and took back the words "Mom, pull your ass". In the current atmosphere, this sentence is really inappropriate. The handle of the gun must be strong and the handle of the mouth must be soft.

He calmly crossed the threshold, walked in with a smile, and said with cupped hands: "What a handsome painting, this must be the Tang family leader!"

Tang Bingwen returned the favor, poured a cup of tea for Dashuai Zhang, and pointed to the chair next to him: "Please!"

Marshal Zhang sat down calmly and started chatting with the head of the Tang family.

Jianghu is not about fighting and killing; Jianghu is about human relations.

Being able to grow from a bandit to a powerful commander, he is certainly not a fool. With just a few words, the atmosphere became lively.

After a few polite words and returning to the topic, Dashuai Zhang said: "Brother Tang, Old Zhang, I have trouble sleeping and eating right now. These little devils don't even know when I poop, whether it's thin or dry, they all know. It's really I wish they had penetrated into my stomach and turned into roundworms. I came here this time for no other reason than to ask you to help me fuck them. Money is not an issue, I just want it as soon as possible. "

Tang Bingwen did not reply to Marshal Zhang immediately. He held the tea cup and brushed the water with the tea lid while saying, "I wonder who recommended my Tang family to Marshal? The Gao family? Or the Ma family?"

Zhang Dashuai smiled and said: "No, it's the little Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain!"

Longhu Mountain...Little Celestial Master...Tang Bingwen smiled, put down the tea cup, and said, "We can take action, too. Where's the information?"

Information... Zhang Dashuai glanced at Gao Li next to him and said in a deep voice:

"I checked that group, but their target is unknown. I only know that they seemed to have been betrayed, and Bai Yunian did nothing. Therefore, they are different from those who claim to be loyal to the emperor. They only listen to their leader."

"This time, I don't know what method the little devils used to get the leader. So, Lao Zhang, my request is to kill that leader. In this way, their surveillance of me will be defeated. , I also have the ability to continue to deal with the little devils over there and hide my strength and bide my time.”

Chief Tang was silent. Before meeting Dashuai Zhang, he thought that Dashuai Zhang had a clear assassination target, but he didn't expect that there was none at all. He had to search for it himself.

Seeing that the head of the Tang family was silent, Dashuai Zhang quickly waved his hand, and Gao Li handed over a large suitcase. When he opened it, he saw that it was full of gold. It was filled to the top.

Mentor Tang glanced at Huang Jin lightly: "The commander is really generous!"

"This is only half of the reward. If it works out, there will be the other half!" Zhang Dashuai said.

The head of the Tang family said calmly: "Commander, the price you offered is too ridiculous. You have hundreds of thousands of troops and are in charge of the economic power of the Northeast... You don't even distinguish between high and low. How did you get to where you are now?" The situation?”

You're so rude, you shouldn't fall out... Gao Li's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Li Shuwen lowered his hands naturally and looked at his nose and heart, as if nothing had happened.

The veins on Dashuai Zhang's forehead were throbbing. No one had dared to speak to him like this for a long time since he became an official. Even the people on the Japanese pirate side were very polite to him, but now he was the one asking for help. He didn’t fall out, suppressed his displeasure, and said with a smile:

"If Chief Tang thinks it's not enough, the price can be negotiated. I, Lao Zhang, will double the inheritance!"

Sect Leader Tang raised one eye and looked at Marshal Zhang with a half-smile: "It seems that when the Little Heavenly Master introduced Marshal to come to me, he didn't tell you about our current special situation."

"These Japanese pirates invaded my land and killed my compatriots...their lives are worthless! They are not worth the money."

Dashuai Zhang: “…………”

His mother was so embarrassed that I was so frightened that I thought I had encountered a lion and opened his mouth...

Li Shuwen: "…………"

Gao Li: "…………"

"Wha... when did this rule come about? Why didn't I know?" Gao Li asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"I just decided," Tang Sect Leader said with a calm expression, looking at Dashuai Zhang, "I'll charge you ten pieces of gold, it's not too much!"

Dashuai Zhang laughed and said: "Not too much, not too much at all. The Tang family is bright and open. I fucking admire Lao Zhang!"

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Longhu Mountain, the school grounds of Tianshi Mansion.

Since learning Zhang Zhiwei's Tiantong Finger, Lu Jin has been practicing fingering techniques in addition to practicing Nisheng.

Lu Jin thought of the scene in the morning class that day, when Senior Brother Zhang pointed his fingers together into swords, and the white Qi burst out from his fingertips and condensed into a Qi sword.

At that time, he felt that instead of letting the Heavenly Finger shoot out like a gun and hurt people from a distance, it was better to concentrate it on the fingertips and use it as a sword technique.

"If you can perfectly control your Qi, then when you condense it into a sword, you can lift a heavy weight with ease, switch between virtual and real, and make it long or short. It is definitely a superb swordsmanship, but how to do it?"

Lu Jin frowned. What Senior Brother Zhang could do easily was a big difficulty for him.

He began to practice, first controlling his own Qi, bursting out from his fingertips.

It is not difficult to let the Qi shoot out from the fingertips. What is difficult is to keep the Qi shot out of the body at the fingertips and be able to make slashing movements. This is really difficult.

He tried it several times but failed, and even felt like he couldn't start.

But at this time, Zhang Huaiyi, who was returning to the mountain, passed by the school grounds and noticed that Lu Jin was practicing Tiantong Finger.

His heart suddenly moved, and he thought to himself, although he knew that the deputy leader of the church was his senior brother's inner demon, and fighting it was similar to fighting him, but after all, he had never tried it before, and he didn't know the depth of the other party. If he tried rashly, it would still be very easy. I'm so embarrassed, why not drag Lu Mang to test the water and explore the road?

After thinking about this, Zhang Huaiyi smiled and went over to say hello: "Brother Lu!"

"Brother Huaiyi, you are back!"

Lu Jin responded with a smile, and soon he realized that Zhang Huaiyi was back, so that meant Senior Brother Zhang was back too.

"Excuse me!" He immediately wanted to ask Zhang Zhiwei for advice.

"Hey, Brother Lu, where are you going?"

Zhang Huaiyi quickly called Lu Jin to stop, but he hadn't started to encourage him yet.

Lu Jin is a loyal person and immediately explained the reason.

Hearing this, Zhang Huaiyi's master's words rang in his mind, telling him not to be an ignorant mouse anymore and to bask in the sun. He immediately said:

"So that's it. You don't need to ask your senior brother for this kind of thing. He can do it as easily as eating and drinking water. If you ask him for advice, I'm afraid you won't get any advice. I have a method that can help you master it quickly. !”

Lu Jin, a loyal person, had no doubt that he was there. His eyes lit up and he said, "What is the solution?"

"The training of Qi control requires a gradual process, so you need to use some tools."

Zhang Huaiyi immediately pointed. He first took out a silver dollar, held it in the palm of his hand, rolled it into a ball, and then slowly stretched it, like pulling ramen noodles, into a long silver thread.

"Don't think about stopping the Qi in the void from the beginning. You should first attach the Qi to the silver thread and let it out. First learn to control the silver thread, and then gradually get rid of it."

Then, Zhang Huaiyi picked up the silver wire with his index and middle fingers, enveloped the silver wire with Qi, and stretched it straight. As he waved it, bursts of sound broke through the air.