Chapter 366

Good times pass especially quickly, there's always a time to say goodbye.

Lord Tianlu's rehabilitation warm-up exercise ended before it even began...

After realizing the gap between them and vaguely guessing the opponent's terrifying essence, being abandoned by the Great Herd and Wild Slaughter one after another, and seeing his own Sacrifice Master defect.

Overnight, the Blood-Washing Fleet was wiped out, then his lair was rounded up, and he himself fell into the hands of an old ghost who had borrowed a corpse to return to life, unable to live or die.

And he had also lost his son before, losing all face...

Let alone Pacquiao, any person would probably not be able to handle it.

He had been completely broken.

Crying and wailing, rolling in the mud and blood like a maggot, even though Lord Tianlu tortured him repeatedly, he was never willing to pick up a weapon again.

He was just short of acting like a fool with a crooked mouth and squinty eyes.

Acting like a fool wouldn't work, otherwise he would have done it long ago!

Until Lord Tianlu couldn't bear to look at that ugly state anymore, his expression gloomy, and when he looked around, it was hard to hide this disappointment.

Clearly, reuniting with an old friend in a foreign land hundreds or thousands of years later, such a joyous occasion, should have been the time to find an opponent of sufficient weight and strength for a life-or-death, hearty battle, but instead, he encountered this kind of weakling.

Killing him would dirty Shengxie!

As for the rest...

He glanced at the Hero's Seed that had form but no soul, and looked at the scraps outside the blockade, and even Huang Xu and Ji Jue on the building.

Two artisans.

Tasteless to eat, annoying to see.

Bad luck.

Was it because I didn't check the almanac when I woke up?

From the moment I opened my eyes, nothing has gone smoothly.

Finally saw a Tianjun, but it was only half; finally met Shengxie, but it was a semi-finished product... including myself, only these scattered fragments relying on supreme goodness and the heart of conquest remained.

Everything is gone, yesterday is no more.

When he drew his sword and looked around, he suddenly laughed to the sky, so mocking.

Suddenly discovering that such treatment was quite fitting for his current state.

"In the intervals of a few scattered dreams, one can still reminisce about the past, not bad." Lord Tianlu grinned, lowered his eyes, raised his finger, and tapped the spine of Shengxie's sword, stirring up a ripple of crimson ripples.

"Pity, the foundation is okay, but the sharpening is insufficient, and the blessing is not enough. I am not me, and you are ultimately not it, go find a good master yourself."

With a flick of his hand, he threw Panying back in front of the Longshan armor.

The blade pierced obliquely into the iron and stone, buzzing.

After the crimson faded, it gradually retreated back to its original appearance.

And Tianlu had already turned and left.

Walking on the unrecognizable street, stepping on the extinguished flames, he looked around, staring at the characters and buildings that still vaguely carried the appearance of the past, and even, behind the false phantom of destiny, the night sky and firmament that had long been torn apart.

"How many years... since the last time I came out?"

Tang Qian, who had been playing dead until now, finally opened his eyes and answered: "Over two hundred years."

"Hey, really awesome."

Tianlu grinned, mocking and sighing: "Over two hundred years, still this damn look, pfft—hopeless!"

Tang Qian didn't make a sound, didn't dare to ask, didn't dare to say.

Until Tianlu stopped, as if sleepy, yawned, and suddenly asked: "Kid of this generation."

"I, I am..."

"Don't be like a woman, be decisive when you need to be, understand?

If you can't let go, I'm afraid it will end with your generation."

Tang Qian was silent for a long time, "I... what if I can't let go?"

"Then just carry it."

Tianlu didn't care: "The Way of the Great Herd, victory is life, defeat is death. Those who are defeated, no matter how much they say, are just clowns; those who are dead, what qualifications do they have to meddle in the principles of the living?

Anyway, I've killed enough in my life, had enough fun, lived enough, and the kids are doing okay; as for further things, I can't manage.

Love what you want, it's up to you."

For a moment, Tang Qian's expression changed slightly, wanting to speak but stopping.

But Tianlu closed his eyes, his beard and scars quickly dissipating.

Once again, returning to silence.

Disappearing.

Leaving Tang Qian alone in place; for a long time, he felt a sense of loss; when he turned back, he was so frightened he nearly jumped up, screaming.

Ji Jue appeared like a ghost, "swish".

His eyes were dim, looking at him.

"Finished?"

Shouldn't you explain what happened?

The moment he reacted, Old Tang seemed to have no strength left, lying on the ground, crying and wailing.

"Ah, oh my, I can't do it anymore, my Heavenly Demon has disintegrated, my martial arts are all gone, I'm bleeding all over! I don't know what happened..."

Quietly opening one eye to look at Ji Jue, he covered his face and wailed again: "If there aren't twenty... thirty gold coins, I won't get better!"

At this juncture, Ji Jue couldn't pursue it further; time was urgent, he had to save the materials first, casually grabbing a handful of gold coins from his pocket and stuffing them into his arms, instructing: "Go play on the side first, I'll find you later, don't run!"

Tang Qian didn't react, and after weighing the weight and purity, he was suddenly beaming: "The boss is generous, the boss is bold, the boss is healthy!!!"

It's New Year!

As the saying goes, some are happy and some are sad.

The happiness of the world is always fixed; at the very least, the happiness among the Great Herd is fixed.

When some of the Great Herd were thinking about where to get a foot massage after paying the final bill, beaming with joy, some of the Great Herd could no longer see tomorrow's sun...

Originally seeing Lord Tianlu turn and leave, Pacquiao was overjoyed, crawling frantically outward with hands and feet.

Pity, he hadn't crawled a few miles before he was dragged back by the Hero's Seed.

Pulling his remaining half-left leg, like dragging a dead dog, he was thrown back to the original spot.

After he opened his eyes again, he saw the faces of two artisans.

One serious, one gentle, one old, one young.

Height, weight, and fatness were all completely different.

The only thing the same was those two pairs of eyes gazing affectionately at the good material and beautiful jade, with endless deep affection, a kind of beauty that cherishes food and will absolutely not waste a single grain of rice!

Now, let alone Pacquiao's severed limbs and flesh, even the blood that flowed down was collected without a drop left by fluid alchemy.

Arranged by category around him.

Huang Xu and Ji Jue bent down and squatted, examining the materials waiting to be processed, sighing: "To be able to dismantle so carefully, process so thoroughly, and still be complete, it's really a rare item!"

"One thing to say, indeed."

Ji Jue nodded, sighing: "Only peers understand peers!"

"It's you..."

In his dying breath, Pacquiao tried hard to open his one eye, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Ji Jue close at hand, his eyes nearly splitting.

Don't know where the strength came from, struggling crazily, wanting to eat people.

It's just a pity that his whole body was bound by mercury, key parts were pierced and sealed, and there was no power to resist.

Even after a bone knife was stabbed in, even blinking became a luxury.

He could only curse in vain, using up all the profanities he knew, raging, accusing, roaring, but in the end, only a question like weeping blood remained.

"Why?!"

Pacquiao held his head high, his shattered face hideous like an evil ghost: "Why the f*ck are you..."

Weren't we supposed to mind our own business?

Clearly, all of this could have been avoided, why did you have to start such a struggle.

Why...

"Sorry, just a coincidence."

Ji Jue smiled warmly, not caring about the other's verbal abuse, instead patiently comforting: "Since you're here, right? Anyway, it's all a matter of convenience; cleaning you up wasn't much harder than cleaning up a dog.

Besides, when people encounter things, they should think about the good side."

"—Since someone has to die, why can't the person who dies be you?"

Someone has to die.

If the wilderness and the sea cannot understand the preciousness of "tolerance" and "compassion," then let corpses and death tell them what reverence is.

Ji Jue lacks a dead dog to hang on the gate as a warning sign.

And as it happens, Pacquiao's dog head is just the right size; this position is tailor-made for Pacquiao!

Everyone hit it off, a two-way rush of mutual willingness.

So it was only natural that it was a life-and-death struggle.

What else needs to be said?

From the moment Tu Sihai stepped into Xinquan, Ji Jue made up his mind. And from the moment Pacquiao finally stepped into Xinquan, all of this had already been decided.

Even without Tang Qian's outrageous super-evolution, with An Neng of the Wilderness Collection and Huang Xu of the North, closing the door to beat the dog would have had no surprises.

Unless Pacquiao broke through on the spot and ascended to Heaven-Human, he would have no way to escape.

But if he had even a little possibility... Chen Xingzhou and Ji Jue wouldn't have just called An Neng and Huang Xu.

At that time, Ji Jue could have saved up a bigger plate to open a bigger feast.

Otherwise, do you really think the Security Bureau has no business needs, and the newly appointed Governor Lu doesn't need some heavyweight results to improve his KPI?

"At this point, why bother talking nonsense with this kind of trash?"

Huang Xu pulled out his flame-shaped sword impatiently: "What's the hesitation, if this continues, the spiritual quality will be lost."

After speaking, he slashed down with one sword.

And stopped in mid-air.

"Wait!"

Ji Jue used solid alchemy to seal Pacquiao, blocking in front of the blade.

Turning back to look at Huang Xu's smile, it became meaningful.

"Spare the person under the blade!"

"Tsk!"

Huang Xu frowned, "What, want to go back on your word?"

I knew it, you naturally evil little brat Ye Xian...

"Master Huang Xu, we agreed beforehand, if you solve him, naturally you can pick first." Ji Jue's eyebrows raised, his smile becoming more cheerful: "But now, it seems my score is higher."

The past is the past, the present is the present.

We agreed before, that's true, but now, the situation is different.

After all, no one expected the jungler who mixed through the whole game to suddenly explode in the final team fight, instantly becoming super-god, directly locking in the best of the whole game.

As a result, Tang Qian is the MVP, and Huang Xu has become a dog who won by lying down.

Watching Huang Xu's expression turn gloomy, Ji Jue waved his hand, dispersing the sealed mercury, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the condition of splitting the blessings in half remains unchanged, but even if it's half, for ten blessings, I want to pick five first.

Besides that, the blood belongs to me, and I also want to pick the bones first."

"Impossible!"

Huang Xu retorted flatly, at this time he didn't look like a master artisan or master at all.

Even brothers settle accounts clearly, let alone a shitty profession like Ember, can there be brothers? I'm afraid even the parents are gone. Naturally, don't talk about respecting the old and loving the young; being calculating is the norm.

Not earning is equal to a huge loss!

The two of them, you mention site damage and life being hard, I say the North is difficult and craftsmanship is hard to get; you say I have a blood-carrying hitter, I say I have the Hero's Seed to control the field.

Leaving the dying Pacquiao aside, the two of them argued for half an hour, and finally took a step back, reaching relatively satisfactory requirements.

Still five blessings for Ji Jue to pick first, but the blood must be split equally, and Huang Xu must pick the bones first.

Souls and matrices cannot be split equally, so one for each.

After reaching an agreement, Ji Jue immediately locked in 【Violent Wind Sweep】, 【Hot Knife Through Butter】, and 【Exterminate】—these three blessings!

The classic output set of the Great Herd, the iconic blessing chain, basic attack combo with cleave, basic attack armor break and critical hit, the key to exploding output.

At the same time, the blessing 【Preemptive Strike】 that had undergone metamorphosis more than three times was not let go; in this way, the beggar-version of Preemptive Strike that Ji Jue originally had could be put into the market after being replaced.

These four blessings combined are exactly the blessing sequence that Panying currently lacks!

Simply a gift from nature!

Ji Jue hadn't even gone out to look for them, and they delivered themselves to his door!

Besides that, there is also a key blessing related to the Inherited Burnt Offering that must be taken, and that is 【Mutual Destruction】 which Ji Jue had never paid attention to before!

Normal use is just sacrificing limbs, blood, or spiritual quality to gain an outburst; after matching with the Inherited Burnt Offering ritual, it can form a qualitative leap, enhance the efficiency of the Inherited Burnt Offering and the effect of the sacrifices, and also ensure the stability of the resonance with the Sacrifice Master.

Otherwise, the two sets of fungal colony and scar Burnt Offering inheritances in Ji Jue's hands would be completely useless.

Moreover, now he is 100% sure that there is hidden content in the Nine Types engraved in the Hanxiang Mirror!

Otherwise, why is there exactly one empty position in Panying's spiritual quality structure, outside the necessary blessing sequence?

Originally he thought it was the remaining margin and buffer, room left for future inheritors to play with, but now it seems it's not necessarily that simple.

Otherwise, why does this hole position happen to match 【Mutual Destruction】?!

No matter how you look at it, it's not right; no matter how you think about it, it feels like there's a problem!

After matching with the Burnt Offering ritual, Panying's metamorphosis is simply like changing from integrated graphics to a dedicated graphics card.

Such an outrageous situation, yet the Hanxiang chapter didn't mention half a word... could it be that the previous generation didn't discover it or didn't know?

With his teacher's character, he would only look down on mediocre people and not teach them a bit; there is absolutely no possibility of teaching half and leaving half; besides, the Hanxiang Mirror is the inheritance of the Ye family heads through the ages, and there is no possibility of any erasure or modification.

Then that means... the ancestors of the Ye family still retained a part of the key inheritance?

For what?

Or, afraid of worrying about something?

Ji Jue was calculating with Huang Xu, but in reality, his mind was racing, not putting half a thought on bargaining. This matter, when he turns back, he still has to find his teacher specifically.

As it happens, the doubts accumulated in his heart are already enough; when he turns back, the sharpening of Panying and the integration of the blessing chain will also need the guidance of a trusted elder.

After grinding their tongues, the two reached an agreement again.

After shaking hands as proof, Ji Jue didn't talk nonsense anymore.

Too lazy to listen to Pacquiao's promises and prayers, he directly picked up Panying, held his neck, and slashed down with one sword!

Cut the dog head first...

But as it happens, at the final moment, an accident occurred again.

"Wait!"

Lu Feng, who had finally caught his breath, suddenly climbed up, hurrying and hurrying, dangerously grabbing Ji Jue's hand: "Wait, wait, wait!"

"Wait a minute!"

For a time, seeing that long nights bring many dreams, Huang Xu, who had endured for a long time, couldn't help but change his face in anger: you wait for a while, I wait for a while, you two brothers, what the hell are you doing?!

Ji Jue's movement stalled in place.

Turning back in doubt, looking at Lu Feng who was still gasping for air.

This scene is just like that time.

Just like before in Lu Ma's little van, only the roles of the two were swapped.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Lu Feng made a gesture, unable to explain, signaling him to be calm, and finally took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a call.

Seeing Lu Feng speak, Ji Jue didn't care how ugly Huang Xu's face was, just standing by the side.

Smiling, appeasing the master artisan, saying all the good things, anyway, just not moving the knife.

Waiting.

And on the side, after two busy tones, the call was connected; before the confused voice waking up from a dream could speak, Lu Feng directly started taking advantage of him.

"Hello? Grandson, call me Grandpa!"

Lu Feng shouted, "Call me Grandpa, Grandpa will give you New Year's money!"

The other side didn't indulge him either, directly giving a high-horsepower greeting.

After scolding and feeling satisfied, he finally woke up and asked: "Calling in the middle of the night to take advantage of me, dog thing, did you take the wrong medicine?!"

"Just say whether you'll call or not!"

Lu Feng sneered, "I'm telling you, it won't be available after the time, ten seconds, the chance for you to turn over in this life is right here!"

"..."

Silence, after a brief eerie silence, the other side seemed to have finally finished the mental struggle, and under suspicion, called out "Grandpa" confusedly.

But Lu Feng went further: "Louder, Grandpa can't hear!"

"Grandpa Lu Feng!!!"

The other side completely broke down, shouting and roaring: "Surname Lu, I'm telling you, today if you're bluffing me, don't come to the Seven Cities in your life, if you come, I'll kill you!"

Answering him was a short name.

"Pacquiao."

"Huh?"

A sound of pig-brain overload and thinking shutdown came from the other side.

Lu Feng rolled his eyes: "The Blood-Washing Fleet on the Wandering Sea, that old man Pacquiao, alive, still breathing, just say whether you want him or not!

Now buy one get one free, also including other leaders, it won't be available after the time."

Saying that, he turned the camera, aimed at Pacquiao's face, took a photo with a "snap", and sent it over.

Instantly, the other side exploded.

A burst of chaotic sounds.

Seemed to have climbed up and fallen down, the phone dropped.

When he picked it up again, the voice became extremely sweet, sincere, simply weeping blood: "Dad, wait for me, Dad! You must wait for me!

Wait for me, must wait for me!!!"

"Dad will wait for you for half an hour, think it over before calling."

Lu Feng sneered and hung up directly.

Turning back, he explained to Ji Jue: "In the Seven Cities Navy on the Wandering Sea, there's a grandson I met when I was in the Central Plains Joint Defense; I met him once a few months ago when I caught that grandson Yin Zhaoyang. It's said he's been stuck in the Colonel position for several years, just missing a head and a battle record with a name."

After glancing at Huang Xu, he added: "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with splitting the loot with you, as long as he's alive, it's better if he can breathe and talk, I don't care about the rest.

After going through the motions and the execution ground, you can handle him however you want."

For a time, Ji Jue was a bit shaken, but Huang Xu's expression remained gloomy:

"Extra complications!"

"His family is rich, damn rich," Lu Feng said,

"There's a whole city in the Seven Cities that belongs to his family."

"Hiss..."

Ji Jue took a cold breath, pinching his chin: "This is a bit troublesome to handle."

"..." Lu Feng rolled his eyes: "Which brand the Seven Cities Alliance uses for military supplies, his family decides."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Ji Jue's eyes lit up instantly; if there really was such a big deal, even if his coast couldn't handle it, wasn't there still Sea Tide Industry!

Huang Xu was also slightly stunned.

If he could really use this opportunity to connect with that side, wouldn't the trade in the North... don't forget, this grandson's dog head also has half of his share!

In an instant, the impatient master artisan also became calm and patient, showing the demeanor of a master:

"Find a Vortex-system, replacing it isn't troublesome, I'll solve it."

In fact, he didn't wait for half an hour.

It was just the time it took for Lu Feng to squat on Pacquiao and finish a cigarette, the call from the other side came, and the person calling had already changed.

Soon, after skipping the mutual flattery and polite nonsense, a lot of "hmm-hmm-ah-ah" led to an agreement amidst laughter.

Obviously, the photo had been verified, and the intelligence had been checked.

The Ether raised at home does this.

After the dust settled, it's not difficult to throw a few rune stones to calculate.

Watching the battle merit falling from the sky, the other side was more afraid than Ji Jue that Pacquiao would just die like that; except for the requirement that he must be alive and must be able to cooperate with the trial, they didn't say much else.

"Done, they are willing to give this amount."

After hanging up, Lu Feng pressed a long string of zeros on the calculator: "Besides that, cooperation matters are easy to talk about, you can send people to talk about it yourself."

"Well done, Brother Feng, well done!"

Ji Jue was beaming, not expecting that this dog thing Pacquiao could still exert so much residual heat.

Let alone the losses in the rainy season and this battle, such a large sum of money is enough to rebuild two Xinquans!

Why do people say that talent is the most precious thing in this world! Just earning so much after using him as a second-hand, this value retention rate and gold content are higher than Teacher Lawrence!

Just temporarily leaving a life and retaining the soul, won't he be returned to you after the motions are gone?

It's a bit troublesome, but it's a sure profit!

After reaching an agreement again, Huang Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief, pulling out his flame-shaped sword to prepare to cut.

But this time, before the sword was swung, it was intercepted by Ji Jue again.

"I say, Master... look, this situation, it seems to have changed again."

In the dead silence, Ji Jue grinned: "If you North Wind still want to follow up, then... can the price be discussed again?"

Huang Xu was silent.

The flame-shaped sword in his hand was creaking.

Almost unable to control...

You surname Ji, damn it, are you ever going to finish!