Chapter 799 Acceleration

After leaving the bloody realm, Chen Luo returned to the outside of the realm, standing in the dark void, watching the realm under his feet gradually fade away and turn into a star again.

"Not bad."

Looking at the fruit core in his hand, Chen Luo put it into the cave gourd, and then his mind moved.

The nearby stars were connected by him, and under the blessing of the "Secret Art of the Stars in the Heavens", a star in the west lit up a circle of white light. The traction belonging to that direction acted on him, pulling him to fly in that direction.

When he was about to get close, the stars farther away lit up.

The same pulling force came, and he continued to fly forward. After switching more than 20 stars in a row, Chen Luo successfully returned to the realm where the gourd mouth was.

As soon as he stepped into this place, Du Ping'an's experience in practicing the Sutra of Saving People and the mistakes he encountered during the practice were all fed back, condensed into a floating seed by the "Life Demon" and sent to Chen Luo.

After absorbing the power in the seed, he compared it with the brains of the "Duren Jing" in the external brain and soon found several problematic cultivation methods. After eliminating this part, he figured out more cultivation methods on a new path.

There is a gap between theory and practice.

Even if the brains collected by Chen Luo were geniuses in a certain field before their death, they still could not get around this limitation. The cultivation methods studied by these brains can only be imagined in the mind and cannot be applied to reality. The magical powers that Chen Luo mastered in the past would have a running-in process when they were used, and this is the reason.

Du Ping'an is the practice of Chen Luo's "Duren Jing" secret technique. Under the guidance of the "Life Demon", he went further and further on this road and walked all the ways that Chen Luo thought were "likely to succeed".

"Only the fifth level? Too slow! Speed ​​up the progress."

Dispersing the power in his hand, Chen Luo took a step and reappeared in the realm where the gourd mouth was.

He did not intend to do the mysterious man's deal immediately.

The time and space eight thousand years ago were too chaotic. The Upper Nine Sects came to the world with immortal weapons, even if it was just the power of projection, it was not something he could deal with now. He planned to wait until he returned to the time and space eight thousand years later to complete the deal. He only hoped that he would still be alive in the time period eight thousand years later, otherwise Chen Luo could only "regretfully" go to pick up a brain and make a companion for his third brother.

For the remaining twenty years, Chen Luo planned to shrink in this place and concentrate on studying the Sutra of Deliverance until time ran out and he returned to the original time and space.

Donghuang City.

Since his cultivation entered the innate realm, Du Ping'an left Huishi City. When he left, he told the county magistrate of Huishi City and the general his father had joined about the "way of doing good". Under the narration of "explaining with reason and moving with emotion", the general and the county magistrate were convinced by him and became members of his good deeds.

The battle stopped and he began to recuperate.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. After only half a year of peace, the 'Supreme Heavenly King' next door took a fancy to their land and wanted to raise an army to invade.

This behavior naturally hindered Du Ping'an's practice.

This is why he went to Donghuang City.

As time went by, the situation in the world gradually became clear. The grass-root kings disappeared one by one, and the martial arts sects hidden behind began to stand on the stage. With their support, the world slowly merged into three major mainstream forces, and the Supreme Heavenly King was the leader elected by the southwestern sects.

The territory occupied by Huishi City is to the north of the Supreme Heavenly King. If the other party wants to go north, they must take this land.

The war in the martial arts world is different from conventional combat. Behind it, there are also martial arts sects and innate confrontations. Many things are not as simple as they seem on the surface.

Du Ping'an sat in the largest restaurant in Donghuang City, drinking wine and listening to music.

In terms of prosperity, Donghuang City is naturally far beyond Huishi City, and the population in the city is ten times that of Huishi City. Such a huge city naturally has many gangs, fighting and disputes happen every day, and there are too many evildoers to count.

This made Du Ping'an very sad. He converted several evil people along the way, but the feedback from the life demon was very rare and not enough to support him to break through to the next realm. This slow progress made Du Ping'an give up the behavior of small fights, and he was ready to come to this prosperous place to make a big deal.

"There are three heroes in the world today. Although the king is talented and strategic, he is still a little worse than the Tianlang King in the north and the Jinghe King in the east."

In the window seat, several young men in Confucian robes were talking and pointing out the situation. Their current situation can be seen from their slightly drunken state.

Before drinking, they were modest and cautious scholars, and after drinking, they were amazing talents who were not appreciated.

Du Ping'an used to be one of them, but later he joined the Changsheng Temple and learned martial arts, and then jumped out of this circle.

Several scholars were obviously talking about excitement.

The topic slowly shifted from heroes to the Supreme Heavenly King. As the overlord of Donghuang City, he was naturally the first choice for them to join. It was a pity that they were all commoners, without a family to back them up, and the martial arts sects had no relationship with them. Even if they joined the army with such identities, they would at most be a small official who kept accounts, and they would never be reused in their lifetime.

For young people like them who claim to be talented, they were naturally unwilling to accept this.

"If the king is willing to listen to Brother Guo's good advice on governing the world, he might have a chance to go further, and it is not impossible for him to become the emperor in the future."

A drunk scholar raised his wine glass and was about to toast his brother across from him. But as soon as he stood up, he felt a numbness on the back of his head.

Bang!

The wine spilled, and his forehead hit the table hard, and blood flowed from his nose on the spot.

"Where did this bunch of country bumpkins come from? They are chattering and making me lose interest in drinking!"

The one who beat him was a wealthy young man in a khaki silk dress. He was followed by seven or eight burly strong men, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

"How could you hit someone?!"

After a beating, several "amazing talents" suddenly sobered up. One of them covered his cheek and pointed at the young man who beat him with a trembling right hand.

"It's insulting, it's insulting!"

"We all have achievements, so we can't..."

The wealthy young man became more and more impatient and waved his hand to the guards around him.

"Break all their legs! Don't hurt the young lady pouring wine next to you, I will take her back to warm the bed later."

The wealthy young man took two steps forward, snatched the wine pot from the young lady pouring wine, and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth. This action scared the young lady pouring wine and made her retreat again and again, her face turned pale.

"Cousin!"

The young lady pouring wine looked at the scholar who was beaten and holding his head with his hands under the table with tears in her eyes. This person was Guo Dacai, who was praised by these people before.

"You robbed a woman in broad daylight! Do you still have the law in your eyes?"

Hearing the cry for help, Guo Dacai's eyes suddenly showed anxiety. This young lady pouring wine was his cousin. This time he came to Donghuang City to seek refuge with the Great King, with the purpose of raising his reputation and making a good future. The young lady pouring wine was his childhood sweetheart and fiancée, and his family agreed to their marriage a long time ago. This time, he came to Donghuang City to build a family business and lead his cousin to live a good life.

He didn't want his cousin to be targeted before he started to serve. How could he not be anxious?

Seeing this, several enthusiastic drinkers stood up and prepared to stop him.

Du Ping'an was also among these people. He felt that this was a good deed and should not be wasted.

"Wang Fa?"

The rich young man stretched out his right hand and patted the young man's right face, sneering. Seeing this, the subordinates next to him immediately increased their strength. With a "click", the "cousin's" right leg was broken on the spot. He screamed in pain and rolled on the ground holding his leg.

After doing all this, the rich young man stood up slowly, looked at the Jianghu people who gathered behind him, and said with disdain.

"My father, Zhang Sanhe."

Several guests who wanted to fight for justice changed their faces after hearing this name. Several people who reacted quickly sat back quickly, and the rest of the people also stepped aside and dared not intervene. Zhang Sanhe was none other than the master of Donghuang City, the 'Supreme Great Heavenly King'. Now that the situation in the world is gradually becoming clear, Zhang Sanhe is expected to make further progress.

During this period of time, no one would offend the son of the Great Heavenly King for a few irrelevant scholars.

Seeing that everyone was scared away, Master Zhang's face became more and more proud.

When he was about to turn around and continue to torture a few scholars, he suddenly found that one of the guests who stood up just now did not sit back. Not only did he not sit down, but he also walked towards him.

"There are really blind people."

Master Zhang narrowed his eyes, and the murderous aura around him gradually became thicker.

In the territory of Donghuang City, he had not met anyone who dared not give him, Zhang Sijing, face for a long time. His father, the Supreme Heavenly King, was no ordinary person. He was the governor of the East Wilderness long before he rose to power. After the chaos in the world, he gained the support of the major factions in the southwest and became a strong candidate for the world. As the governor's only son, no one dared to offend Zhang Sijing in this land.

"I'm not here to fight for justice."

Du Ping'an saw him holding the girl pouring wine in his arms, with a look of full vigilance, and explained to him seriously.

"If you don't dare, get out! This young master has no time to deal with you now."

The eyes of several scholars who were beaten half to death on the ground also dimmed, especially Cousin Guo, who felt heartbroken when he heard his cousin's terrified cry for help, but he was powerless.

This is the effect Zhang Sijing wanted.

His favorite thing to do is to bully men and women. These people hated him so much, but they were afraid of his father's power and dared not touch him at all.

The other drinkers next to him also retracted their gazes, lowered their heads to eat, and no one dared to look at him. (End of this chapter)