C511 We Used to
C511 We Used to
As long as this restriction was perfectly set up, it would be able to completely suppress the True Qi of an early Foundation Establishment cultivator. It would last for several years. In the past, Lau Qingfeng was still a young man who had betrayed the Dao. In a martial arts competition, he had used this ink brush Pill Green Formation to seal his opponent's true qi. And before the restriction was lifted, the other party had used the Green Dan Formation to seal the other party's true qi. A crippled person had suffered countless insults and trampling. He shifted all his hatred onto Lau Qingfeng. On the day Lau Qingfeng's daughter got married... He had killed him.
And now, in order to get revenge, Lau Qingfeng didn't hesitate to drag the entire Exquisite Brush Hall into the water. He only wanted to seize the Three Devils And Nine Sects, charge into the Secluded Sect, and take the heads of his enemies.
There was no need to mention the past of returning the favor.
Lau Qingfeng saw with his own eyes that the four early Foundation Establishment disciples had joined hands to set a seal on Zhang Chu's body.
It was enough to seal the Middle Period of Foundation Stage Expert for seven days and seven nights!
However, a Middle Period of Foundation Stage was too small compared to a Peak of Foundation Stage. The seal that Exquisite Brush Hall was so proud of, if it was used on Zhang Chu, perhaps it wouldn't even be able to seal him for a second.
He saw Zhang Chu standing in front of him. * Hong Long...... *
If the Brilliant Thunder Pavilion and the Fiery Sun Sect were the mountains blocking Lau Qingfeng's path, then Zhang Chu was like a natural chasm!
All the sacrifices and sacrifices were in the end, all of them were in vain, and all of their efforts were in vain...
Zhao Tang, who was also in the dark, looked at Zhang Chu in disbelief.
Peak of Foundation Stage?!
In other words, from the beginning until the end, Zhang Chu possessed overwhelming strength.
When he was stationed in the Exquisite Brush Hall, as long as Zhang Chu was willing, he could easily crush the entire Exquisite Brush Hall.
However, Zhang Chu didn't do that. He still went along with his plan. He only wanted to give Zhao Tang a chance, a chance to relieve the knot in his heart and make up for the past.
Zhao Tang's nose twitched. He gritted his teeth so that he wouldn't cry.
The person who was the most shocked was Jin Shenggong.
Ever since the Moon Worshipping Sect was destroyed by the Heavenly Owl Sect, Jin Shenggong urgently needed an ally to help her complete the mission.
Zhang Chu might have the cultivation of Middle Period of Foundation Stage, but Jin Shenggong did not choose Zhang Chu. The reason was very simple. Zhang Chu was with Ruan Zhu, and Jin Shenggong would never entrust her future to a cold-blooded killer. Therefore, after meeting the Exquisite Brush Hall, Jin Shenggong did not have any objections. She smoothly formed an alliance with the Exquisite Brush Hall.
However, along the way, Jin Shenggong was getting further and further away from completing her mission.
When Zhang Chu appeared, Jin Shenggong was completely confused.
Ruan Zhu was not here...
Zhang Chu had actually broken through to the legendary Peak of Foundation Stage, which should not have appeared in the secular world...
If Jin Shenggong had cooperated with Zhang Chu from the beginning, then so many things wouldn't have happened.
Hehe, a good person can never be calculated by the heavens.
"Zhang Chu? It really is Zhang Chu... "Shouldn't he be dead by now?" A disciple of the Exquisite Brush Hall who was dressed in ragged clothes and covered in blood looked at Zhang Chu in disbelief. His eyes were filled with shock and fear.
"It's over, it's completely over..." The disciple of the Exquisite Brush Hall who was standing beside Zhang Chu collapsed onto the ground with a lifeless look in his eyes.
Everyone knew what the Exquisite Brush Hall had done to Zhang Chu.
Under such a situation of hatred, Zhang Chu would certainly uproot the Exquisite Brush Hall and let all of them die without a burial ground.
Why didn't Zhang Chu make a move yet?
This was the question that all the disciples of the Exquisite Brush Hall had.
Zhang Chu could clearly crush everyone, so why was he still hesitating?
Zhang Chu stared at Lau Qingfeng and said in a deep voice, "Liu sect leader, I already know the hatred you all bear. You have humiliated your opponent for several years, and he will pay you back for the pain that you have suffered for the rest of your life. When will you repay your grievances? Since you all can't cut off this grudge, I will cut it off for you all! "
Lau Qingfeng raised his head and looked at Zhang Chu. He remained silent.
The disciples behind him were like ants facing Zhang Chu, but ants also had the courage to show their teeth to the giant.
One of the disciples pointed at Zhang Chu and said, "In the cultivation world, the strong are respected. Since you have such a cultivation base, the Three Devils And Nine Sects will belong to you. If you want to kill or cut, just listen to me!"
"That's right! The crocodile's tears were retracted. We don't need your pity. " For experts like you, even if we put our lives on the line, it would only be a joke. "
"Hahaha, Zhang Chu, you're really good at acting. You could have covered the sky with one hand, but you pretended to be harmless in front of us. I'm afraid you have been waiting for us to make a fool of you..."
Before the disciple could finish his words, Zhang Chu interrupted him coldly. His eyes were as cold as ice. "A joke? I don't think this is a joke. The dead Jin Ping Jin Li. He also doesn't think this is a joke. Time could flatten wounds, but it could also make pain completely swallow a person's mind. A group of cultured and elegant people actually belittled themselves to the point of being useless. "Are all of you lamentable, or is this world of cultivation lamentable?"
Those disciples who had spoken coldly to Zhang Chu all fell silent.
Zhang Chu's gaze swept across the faces of every disciple of the Exquisite Brush Hall. He said word by word, "Could it be that besides killing each other now? A dignified cultivator has turned into a wild beast. "Roars, bites... Your ancestors will rest in eternal slumber on Sky Mountain. Under their eyes, your descendants have become tools for profit. "They will also feel a chill in their hearts, and they will also feel ashamed!"
"A group of elegant people, to actually be able to abandon even their faces, the sorrow of the cultivation world, the sorrow of heaven and earth!"
A few disciples of the Exquisite Brush Hall, who were still in good clothes, looked at each other. They silently lowered their heads and took off the veils on their faces.
Zhang Chu's words had pierced into everyone's heart.
If it wasn't for the fact that they had no choice, who would be willing to transform into a wild beast? They would only know how to bare their teeth and drink blood!
A sorrowful expression flashed across Zhang Chu's face. "Before Jin Ping died, his biggest wish wasn't to become a hero, nor was it to help Exquisite Brush Hall obtain that damned Three Devils And Nine Sects. "He only wanted to... help his younger brother write the poem that he hadn't finished yet."
"Before Jin Li died, he used his own blood to write the poem on the ground. Do you think it's a great achievement, a grand achievement, and a grand achievement? No! "He just felt relieved and woke up from his dream."
As soon as these words were spoken, a disciple who would rather die than submit, who viewed death as his home, collapsed onto the ground with a plop and cried loudly: "Jin Ping Jin Li is the best poet in Exquisite Brush Hall and also the best composer. The song I composed is still waiting for them to fill in the lyrics for me... Ahhhhhh..."
The disciple cried hysterically, like a heartbroken child.
Everyone thought of their own singing. The past when they drank and talked happily...
They also recalled the time when the cabinet was filled with dust, the ink brush that was dyed yellow by the passage of time, the zither that had its string broken, the final game of Go that they had yet to finish...