Chapter 154 On the Huanyang Bridge! The White Night King arrived
Everyone was moved!
Xue Gu, who has always been prudent and prudent, actually took the initiative to take risks.
What kind of spirit is this?
How could they be more timid than Xue Gu?
"I should be the one to go up. No one knows the Three Yang Sutra better than me." Nong Shaobao shouted urgently.
"You know nothing, I am the man who knows how to return Yang best." Another white-faced middle-aged man shouted after him.
"You men are too impatient. You should let a delicate woman like me go up and test it."
A soft and enchanting woman as willow said.
Another person said: "Strictly speaking, before returning to Yang, we are not human, and there is no distinction between men and women. You can't even understand this most basic question, so this is an arduous task. Let’s leave it to me, Bian Xiaoqing.”
"Shut up, you are too weak, you are not even qualified to speak."
"Fart! If I am not qualified, you are even less qualified..."
Everyone said something. , it was so noisy that Zhao Huanyang's head was about to explode.
"Enough!"
Zhao Huanyang shouted: "You are not as strong as me. If an accident occurs, you will not have time to react..."
"It's really dangerous. Even the guild leader has no time to react, so the guild leader must not go up."
"That's right."
Everyone tried their best to stop Zhao Huanyang. At this point, there is no way Give in.
Zhao Huanyang was helpless and finally agreed to everyone's plan.
Draw lots.
Put a dozen South China Sea jade pieces into a wooden box and put your hand in. Whoever touches the marked one will be considered a winner and will be allowed to return to Yangqiao.
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"Does it take so long to burn incense and bathe?"
Zhang Lingshan has already restored his energy and blood to its peak, and feels that his body is in a mess. He wants to hurry up now Let’s try to see if this “Returning Yang Bridge” can really restore Yang?
If you can.
Then his younger brother Zhang Lingchuan would be saved.
Zhang Lingchuan is his twin brother. Because he was kidnapped by Huo Liuyin when he was a child, Zhang Lingshan doesn't have much memory of him.
However, fortunately among misfortunes, Zhang Lingchuan was so talented that Huo Liuyin was used as the main body for refining the spirit boy general.
After Zhang Lingshan and the others killed Huo Liuyin, the soul boy was raised in an alms bowl by Zen Master Due.
Although due to time travel and memory, Zhang Lingshan did not have much affection for this younger brother.
But after all, they are connected by blood. If there is a chance to return Zhang Lingchuan to the sun, it is worth a try.
“Hey, we’re finally here.”
In the room, Zhang Lingshan sensed someone coming outside, so he opened the door and saw a dozen people of different shapes surrounding Zhao Huanyang walked to the door solemnly.
“So many people?”
Zhang Lingshan was slightly surprised.
But what was surprising was not that there were so many people, but that the strength of the people on the other side should not be underestimated. No wonder the Sanyang Society could appear so openly in Jiangcheng.
As soon as people come, they don’t commit any crime.
Secondly, people are powerful. Anyone who wants to bite someone must first check whether his teeth are strong enough.
But with so many people gathered together, do they want to watch the fun or come to help?
“Everyone, I know you are worried about Chairman Zhao, but with such a big crowd, I’m afraid it won’t be of much help, but will be self-defeating.”
Zhang Lingshan said loudly: "I need a large space, and it needs to be absolutely quiet, otherwise if there is an accident, it will not be me, but you, Huizhu Zhao, who will be injured."
"Ahem."
Zhao Huanyang coughed and said apologetically: "Master, the person who wants to walk on Huanyang Bridge this time is not me, but Bian Xiaoqing."
"Huh?"
Zhang Lingshan frowned: "Why did you suddenly change people? I don't know you guys. I need to recalculate the strength of Huanyang Bridge. So, who is Bian Xiaoqing?"
A beautiful woman stepped forward, cupped her hands and said: "I have met Mr. Xinhuo, I am Bian Xiaoqing."
"You are too weak. No way!"
Zhang Lingshan looked at her casually At a glance, you can tell the other party's level without even looking carefully, up to the fourth internal organs level.
And it is not as good as the four internal organs realm like the twelve zodiac signs of Tantric Buddhism.
Strictly speaking, it can only be regarded as the three internal organs state. With this strength, it is estimated that Changhong cannot even hold a drop of his own blood.
"You!"
Bian Xiaoqing felt humiliated. The other party just glanced at him and rejected her.
Why! ?
"I was selected for Huanyang Bridge, which was unanimously agreed upon by everyone. Why do you say I can't do it?"
Bian Xiaoqing shouted loudly.
"It doesn't work, it doesn't work. If you had half the strength of Huizhu Zhao, I would let you go. Unfortunately, you are too weak."
Zhang Lingshan was too lazy to explain more to her, and kept his right hand in the air. One wave.
Boom!
The terrifying energy and blood condensed into a large red handprint, and Bian Xiaoqing was instantly slapped away.
Pop!
I saw Bian Xiaoqing hit the wall firmly, his face was green and white, and he felt ashamed and shocked. He immediately lowered his head, not daring to say another nonsense.
If he had doubted Mr. Xinhuo's strength before, now, she doubted him even more.
The difference is that before I suspected that the opponent was not strong enough, now I doubt whether the opponent can kill me with one palm.
Obviously, the other party just held back, for the sake of the leader.
Otherwise, it is unknown whether Bian Xiaoqing is still alive.
"What are you muttering about?"
Zhang Lingshan ignored Bian Xiaoqing, but suddenly took a step forward, landed in front of Xu Dongmei, and looked at her coldly.
Xu Dongmei's face suddenly changed, she hurriedly stopped talking, and glanced at Zhang Lingshan fearfully. She felt that she was being targeted by some ferocious beast, and she couldn't help but sweat dripping down her back.
Slowly, she felt like she heard the sound of running water.
Sweat dripped down my face.
The color of the world seemed to change at this moment, and he seemed to be in a sea of fire, struggling and wailing helplessly.
"Young Master Xinhuo, Xu Dongmei did it unintentionally. Please spare her this time."
Zhao Huanyang's voice sounded.
Xu Dongmei finally had a moment to breathe a sigh of relief. Her body felt extremely sore, as if she had fought an arduous battle, and she fell to the ground with a thud.
"Huizhu Zhao."
Zhang Lingshan glanced at Zhao Huanyang and said: "If you don't trust me, why did you invite me to your Sanyang Club? If you want to know my origins, you can just ask me. Why bother?"
"I..."
Zhao Huanyang looked embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it.
Because there is no explanation.
She had long told everyone not to do this, but everyone always felt uneasy, which eventually led to this situation.
Who is to blame?
We still have to blame him, Zhao Huanyang.
Who made him the leader?
It is her responsibility to shoulder this responsibility.
Zhao Huanyang bowed solemnly and said: "Master Xinhuo, the matter of returning Yang is too important, so everyone is very nervous and worried that there will be even a slight mistake. For this reason, I clashed with Master, is it? It’s my fault, I will apologize to you no matter how hard you hit me, I will never fight back.”
"Why do I hit you and scold you? What good will it do to me?"
Zhang Lingshan smiled sarcastically, suddenly took action, pinched Xu Dongmei's head, and said: "Listen to what you just said, to me I know a lot. Are you the person in charge of gathering information from Sanyang?"
"I... am..."
Xu Dongmei said tremblingly.
Zhang Lingshan said: "Even a little-known person like me can know so much. I think you won't let me down if I ask you to help me find out the whereabouts of Mr. Ye."
"Granny Ye?"
Xu Dongmei asked doubtfully: "Who is this..."
Zhao Huanyang quickly explained: "It's Ye Zi, the Lord of the White Night, the King of the White Night."
As he said this, he glared at Xiang Yi, "You can just call Mrs. Ye's name in private. You can't talk nonsense."
Xiang Yi quickly lowered his head, acting as if he didn’t know what to do. Xu Dongmei said: "It turns out to be Ye Zi. I know it. She has arrived in Jiangcheng. I will pay close attention to her movements from now on and will never let Mr. Xinhuo down."
"Okay."
Zhang Lingshan nodded, released his right hand, and threw her aside.
Then he looked at an old man with a face as skinny as tree bark, and said: "The first opportunity to go to Huanyang Bridge will be given to you."
This person is exactly Xue Gu.
He is known as the most stable and cautious man in Sanyang Club.
No one would have thought that Zhang Lingshan would overturn their lottery results and instead choose Xue Gu himself.
Xue Gu was also surprised. He was curious about why the other party chose him.
But he did not ask nonsense, but accepted the result, stepped forward and said: "Thank you Mr. Xinhuo for giving me this opportunity."
"You're welcome. It's not convenient for Chairman Zhao to do so. You are in danger, and your yang energy is at its strongest, so it is suitable for you to take the test. If you cannot succeed, others will not be able to succeed.”
Zhang Lingshan said lightly.
Xue Gu smiled: "I am honored to be able to do the test and have the opportunity to be the first person to return to Yang in the ages."
"Then, let's get started."< br>
Zhang Lingshan waved his right hand and asked everyone to move away, leaving the yard space to the two of them.
Then.
According to the teachings in the Three Yang Sutra, sit cross-legged, squeeze out a drop of blood essence from your right hand, and sprinkle it into the air.
Wow!
A red arch bridge immediately appeared in front of everyone.
One side of the arch bridge is in front of Zhang Lingshan, and the other side is outside the courtyard.
I saw Zhang Lingshan touching the ground with his hands, sending energy and blood from the ground to maintain the formation of the red arch bridge.
Slowly, you can see the red arch bridge becoming more and more clear, and it looks like a real bridge, rooted in the ground.
Everyone was stunned.
Is this the Huanyang Bridge described in the Three Yang Sutra? It is so beautiful, as bright as the rising red sun but not dazzling.
It is as if Huanyang Bridge has formed a new world. There is nothing else but the red vitality, which makes everyone yearn for it.
Incredible!
Even though they haven't set foot on the Huanyang Bridge yet, they seem to have seen their success in returning Yang.
"Why are you still standing there? I don't need money for my blood."
Zhang Lingshan shouted angrily.
Everyone woke up and reacted. Xue Gu bowed embarrassedly, and then asked a very constructive question: "Where should this bridge be?"
Everyone was stunned.
Zhang Lingshan was also speechless.
It doesn’t seem to be written in the Three Yang Manual.
“What to do?”
No one knows what to do.
A long while passed.
Zhang Lingshan had an idea and said: "From over there, come to my side. Because, according to the true form of the sun, you should return to my side."
Everyone suddenly realized.
Well said.
Since we are returning to the Yang world, we must return to the people in the Yang world.
Among all the people present, only Zhang Lingshan is alive.
"Thank you Mr. Xinhuo for clarifying my doubts. The old man is here."
Xue Gu walked to the bridge over there cautiously, then took a deep breath. Under the nervous gazes of everyone, he finally raised his trembling head. The left leg was wobbling.
Bang.
The left leg lands on the ground.
Obviously there was no sound, but everyone felt as if some giant hammer hit their chests hard.
This is not an illusion.
Because everyone fell backwards and fell to the ground, their faces turned pale.
Some weak ones, such as Bian Xiaoqing, even fainted, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Click!
Zhang Lingshan suddenly slumped down, and his wrist made a snapping sound, as if the heavy hammer was hitting him.
And all the power was transmitted to his wrist touching the ground, so the wrist was directly disconnected, and blood flowed out.
"Hurry up, don't stand still, the pressure is on me now!"
Zhang Lingshan roared fiercely.
If he was afraid that his success would fall short if he moved, he would want to rush forward and drag Xue Gugu away.
This old guy moves as slowly as a snail.
"No..."
Xue Gu muttered, but he couldn't make a sound, and he felt aggrieved.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to go fast, it’s that he can’t go fast.
I feel like the soles of my feet are being sucked by the bridge deck, and I have to walk close to it at all times.
Friction, rub the soles of your feet on the blood on the bridge deck.
Until the sole of the foot is rubbed to pieces, and then a new sole of the foot is regenerated through the Qi and blood.
And this is just the beginning.
Because if you want to reshape your physical body, it is impossible to reshape only the soles of your feet.
You have to rub your whole body on the Huanyang Bridge to completely rub and smash the Yin spirit body, and then use Zhang Lingshan's blood and energy to reshape your physical body.
This is the correct way to use Huanyang Bridge!
But because no one has experienced such a process and doesn’t understand it at all, everything is still being explored and adjusted.
So, the speed is outrageously slow.
That is to say, Zhang Lingshan's energy, blood and body are far superior to ordinary people, and his recovery ability is extremely powerful. Otherwise, I am afraid that the entire Huanyang Bridge will be shattered before Xue Gu reaches the halfway point.
But this is the case.
Zhang Lingshan's body was also scarred and covered with sweat.
A river had formed under his body, all made of sweat and blood, flowing under the Huanyang Bridge.
This scene is very similar to the Wangchuan River and Naihe Bridge recorded in ancient books.
However, at this moment, no one has the intention to appreciate this rare scene for thousands of years.
On the contrary, everyone had a solemn expression, and they all looked in one direction on the wall.
I saw an extremely rugged-looking man there at some point, with a beard and a round face, and eyes like copper bells, staring in the direction of Huanyang Bridge.
It seemed that everyone present was nothing in his eyes, and he was only interested in Huanyang Bridge.
“Auntie...”
Xiang Yi called in a low voice.
At such a critical moment, Ye Zi suddenly visits, I'm afraid...
"Ignore him, he just wants to come and have a look."
Zhao Huanyang shook his head, but he didn't know whether to comfort Xiangyi or himself.
Although with the strength of their Sanyang Society, it is impossible for Ye Zi to break through, but they are afraid that he will affect this once-in-a-lifetime way to return the Yang.
If Xue Gu dies because of this, although everyone will be sad and regretful, the result is not irreversible.
But if Young Master Xinhuo is seriously injured or even dies, then everything will be over!
So.
No matter what, protecting Mr. Xinhuo must be our top priority.
Of course the best result is that Ye Zi doesn't do anything, she really just comes to take a look.
“This man who looks like Li Kui is the White Night King?”
Zhang Lingshan was secretly surprised.
Since the transformation of mental power into spiritual consciousness, his five senses have been very sharp. What Zhao Huanyang and others said cannot be hidden from him at all.
Knowing that the White Night King was right in front of him, Zhang Lingshan's mind suddenly became more active.
(End of this chapter)