Realizing This Is Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years
Chapter 54
Old Monk Suffering from Mental Disorders
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"Zen Master, your words are really strange."
"If I'm not human, can I be a ghost?"
The head on Cui Heng's neck and the head in his hands spoke at the same time.
As soon as he finished speaking, the head on his neck fell down again and rolled into his empty right hand.
Then, with a puff, another head grew from an empty neck.
"Zen Master, don't you want Hui Shi to behead me?"
“Although I don't know what you want my head for, it's no big deal to give you one.”
“Teacher Zen, why didn't you say anything? Do you still want this head?
The three mouths on Cui Heng's three heads spoke at the same time. Their voices overlapped, sounding discordant and strange.
"Monster, monster, you must be a monster!" Shouted Zen Master Dekong as if he had gone mad. Then, he started chanting the Buddhist scriptures while trembling. “Amitabha, Amitabha, Blessing Buddha, Blessing Buddha.”.
As a Xiantian Grandmaster, a great hero standing at the peak of the martial arts world, and the abbot of a thousand year old sect, his knowledge could not be said to be not vast, and his will could not be said. weaklings.
However, his current experience had already surpassed the limits of what he could endure.
First, his protective Buddhist light was crushed by an invisible hand, and then he was lifted into the air. This feeling of being unable to resist gave him a huge mental impact.
Such a powerful technique had surpassed his understanding of martial arts, making him suspect that this was a divine power that only Divine Realm experts possessed.
However, even so, his psychological defense remained.
After all, even though the God Realm was powerful, it was still within the limits of humans. It was a level that could be understood, recognized, and even possibly achieved.
However, what Cui Heng did next was not something that humans could do.
Can people hold their heads and talk?
Can one grow a few more heads after losing their head?
The extremely shocking matter made Zen Master Dekong, who was already under the pressure of a life and death crisis, completely panic.
There is no point in chanting Buddhist scriptures for years. When he really faced something strange, he would still be afraid.
When Cui Heng saw that the Zen Master Dekong was already in this state, he removed the shackles on him and let the old monk fall from the sky.
As soon as Zen Master Dekong landed, his survival instinct made him run.
A Xiantian Grandmaster could cover a distance of over 200 feet with a single step and jump over 100 feet with a single leap. If they did not encounter any obstacles, they would be able to escape from Juhe County very quickly.
Unfortunately, as soon as he moved, he fell to the ground.
At this moment, Zen Master Dekong realized that the ground under his feet had turned into quicksand at some point. It was a kind of quicksand that was really tight, making him unable to move no matter how he tried.
A dignified Xiantian Grandmaster was stuck in this small space just like that.
"What kind of method is this?" Zen Master Dekong was extremely frightened. He turned his head to look at Cui Heng in fear and shouted, "What do you want ?!"
Cui Heng ignored him and let one of his heads stare at Hui Shi. He asked, “This is the man who killed your father. How do you think we should deal with it?”
"This branch will follow your arrangements," Hui Shi said respectfully.
Cui Heng's series of actions just now also scared him a little, but he had long since decided that Cui Heng was an Immortal and quickly adjusted his mentality.
"Then let's lock him in a death row first." The head on Cui Heng's neck slightly nodded. The chief in his right hand smiled and said, “After he copied all the martial techniques from the Lotus Flower Monastery, we will handle it again.”
“Tuan County, this person is the Xiantian Grandmaster. I'm afraid ordinary cells can't hold it, ” Hui Shi said with a difficult smile.
"What?" Hui Shi was stunned when he heard that. He looked at Zen Master Dekong in shock.
"No, my True Qi, where is my Xiantian True Qi ?!" Zen Master Dekong suddenly shouted in fear.
Now, he has become very old.
Previously, he looked to be around 60 years old and full of energy. Now, he was a thin old man in his 80s or 90s. His body was bent and his aura weak.
The Xiantian Grandmaster martial cultivation was crippled just like that?
Hui Shi was shocked.
The Lord of this Region is indeed an Immortal!
Even the Xiantian Grandmaster was like an ant in front of such an existence.
"Take him away." Cui Heng waved his hand.
"Yes, Mr. County!" Hui Shi bowed respectfully. Then, he grabbed onto Zen Master Dekong, who had lost all of his martial cultivation, and walked towards the death row inmate's prison.
Soon, only Cui Heng was left in the courtyard.
He shook his hand gently, and the two heads he held turned into two streams of Qi and blood that fused into his body.
It's not an illusion, but two real heads.
After reaching the Late Completion Golden Core Realm, Cui Heng's body was indestructible. As long as his Golden Core was not destroyed, he could be reborn with just a drop of blood. Of course it's not a problem to pull out some heads.
“The green color that symbolizes fear has increased 60%!” Cui Heng was in a very good mood. This emotional feedback from the Xiantian Grandmaster was indeed incredible.
Unfortunately, after his mental breakdown, he was no longer able to provide such high feedback.
And the emotions gathered from the same person will become even weaker.
Otherwise, he could still catch this old monk and scare him from time to time as a continuous source of the Seven Emotions.
To him, Zen Master Dekong was only useful for imitating martial techniques and comprehending deeper situations in this world.
“According to the information Hui Shi had given earlier, there should be six or seven people of the same level as this old monk on the side of King Yan, as well as hundreds of thousands of troops.”.
Cui Heng counted in his heart and thought to himself, “Then, I might be able to gather eight to nine marks of the Seven Emotions after destroying King Yan's army. What a wonderful harvest!
However, after this wave, it would be very difficult to gather enough Seven Emotional Lights from Juhe County. Continue…"
Thinking of this, he looked towards Lu County and chuckled. "Next, it will depend on what Governor Liu does."
….
After Qian Cang left Juhe County, he whipped the horse he was riding with all his might.
He wanted to rush back to Lu County as quickly as possible.
He had to be faster than Fang Nanzheng.
Otherwise, the fencing guard surnamed Fang would most likely say "good words" to him in front of the governor.
If he were to be finished off by the governor before he could even speak, he would be too unlucky.
Unfortunately, he's still late.
When Qian Cang rushed back to Lu County, Fang Nanzheng had already returned before him.
Moreover, once he reached the city gate, a group of soldiers surrounded him. Its leader was even Commander Chen Tong.
"Mr Commander, this ..." Qian Cang wisely got off his horse. He looked at the soldiers around him and smiled bitterly. What the hell are they doing? ”
"Cut the crap." Chen Tong snorted. "Follow me back to the county office!"