Chapter 244

Gravel the size of a thumb hit the back of their heads; Ren Ren Wenlie's position was slightly off, so his condition was still okay, with a patch of blood swelling on the back of his head.

Qu Qu Jingzhang was hit solidly several times, and his skull even cracked.

The two knew they had been ambushed; Qu Qu Jingzhang hurriedly turned back, while Ren Ren Wenlie ran away.

The reason the two responded differently had nothing to do with cultivation; it was mainly due to experience.

Qu Qu Jingzhang had seen traveling cultivators and knew he couldn't continue to have his back to Li Li Banfeng, otherwise, it would be a dead end.

Ren Ren Wenlie had also seen traveling cultivators and knew he shouldn't have his back to Li Li Banfeng, but his experience was focused on Qu Qu Jingzhang; he was familiar with Qu Qu Jingzhang's temperament and knew Qu Qu Jingzhang would definitely turn back to fight for his life.

Seeing Ren Ren Wenlie run away, Qu Qu Jingzhang panicked and wanted to turn and run, but didn't dare to have his back to Li Li Banfeng.

But Virtue Cultivators fighting traveling cultivators one-on-one had very little chance of winning.

Now even if he wanted to run, it was too late; Ren Ren Wenlie had already run far away, and this bearded man would definitely look for the person closest to him to attack.

While Qu Qu Jingzhang was tangled, he barely supported two moves, and then made another stupid decision.

He wanted to open his mouth and reason with Li Li Banfeng.

If he had purely fought with his skills, he might have been able to support himself for a while longer; having reached this point, he still wanted to fight with techniques, so Li Li Banfeng wouldn't give him a chance anymore.

"Young man, listen to me..."

Pfft!

Qu Qu Jingzhang's head fell to the ground, and the Tang Dao sneered: "Every slash takes the enemy's head."

After speaking, the Tang Dao flew back to Li Li Banfeng's side.

Li Li Banfeng chased after Ren Ren Wenlie for two steps and was about to use his knife, when he suddenly heard Ren Ren Wenlie shout: "Do not pursue a desperate enemy!"

What does that mean?

Wanting to lecture me on morality again?

Do you think that just because you're a Virtue Cultivator, shouting a few slogans makes you omnipotent?

I've already resisted the techniques you used just now; what can't I resist with just a sentence in your panic?

Li Li Banfeng swung his knife again, but the knife swung out without hitting anyone.

Li Li Banfeng was startled, not knowing if there was a problem with the knife or his hand.

After swinging another slash, he found that both the knife and his hand were fine; the problem was with his feet.

Li Li Banfeng's footsteps slowed down; ever since he heard Ren Ren Wenlie's "Do not pursue a desperate enemy," his footsteps slowed down involuntarily.

This wasn't a constraint from a moral bottom line, nor was it manipulation of his intent.

This was a certain fact, a suddenly formed fact; Li Li Banfeng's speed was restricted, and he couldn't catch up to Ren Ren Wenlie.

Ren Ren Wenlie carried a magic treasure for escaping; the long robe on his body rolled up a gust of whirlwind, carrying him away and quickly disappearing into the forest.

Li Li Banfeng returned to the cave and pondered the battle just now.

It could be confirmed that these two were sent by the Sage, but what their identities were still needed careful analysis.

If they were the Sage's disciples, it proved that this Sage truly had some strength; in the next encounter, he had to be on guard at all times.

If they were assassins hired by the Sage, the matter would be easier to deal with, but according to Li Li Banfeng's experience, Virtue Cultivators generally wouldn't be assassins, and the probability of two Virtue Cultivators being assassins together was even lower; this sect clearly wasn't suitable for this kind of work.

Besides, what technique did that person who escaped use?

A shout of "Do not pursue a desperate enemy," and his footsteps automatically slowed down; this shouldn't be a Virtue Cultivator's method; Li Li Banfeng didn't feel any guilt at the time.

He originally wanted to go back to the Leaving Suishenju and ask his wife, but the scene of the battle just now happened to be seen by Xiao Yeci, who recognized the technique.

"Benefactor, that person just used a Literary Cultivation technique—'Common Writing, Common Rules'."

"Is this a third-layer technique?"

"It's a third-layer technique, a technique that is extremely difficult for Literary Cultivators to practice; the cultivator says a sentence, and this sentence must be understood by the opponent, and the opponent must hear the reason, and then this sentence becomes a legal clause, becomes a constraint, and becomes a rule that both sides must follow."

"A third-layer Literary Cultivation technique?" Li Li Banfeng was stunned; that old man just now was clearly a Virtue Cultivator, yet he could actually use a third-layer Literary Cultivation technique.

Xiao Yeci had indeed heard of such cultivators: "Benefactor, it's true that there are cultivators who practice both Literary Cultivation and Virtue Cultivation."

From the strength of the "Seeing Virtue and Thinking of Equality" technique, one could tell that the Virtue Cultivation of that person just now should be around the fifth layer, and his Literary Cultivation was also above the third layer; such a person was truly not easy to deal with.

Li Li Banfeng asked Xiao Yeci again, besides the third-layer technique, what other Literary Cultivation techniques do you know?

"There's also a second-layer technique, 'One Word Becomes Truth,' which can turn false things into true things by using true things."

Li Li Banfeng shook his head repeatedly: "I don't understand."

Xiao Yeci explained carefully: "This is indeed hard to understand, but I've heard a few examples from seniors; one example tells of a Literary Cultivator and a Virtue Cultivator fighting; the Virtue Cultivator was old and asked the Literary Cultivator to let him have three moves,

The Literary Cultivator acknowledged that the Virtue Cultivator was old and said a line of ancient poetry, 'White hair three thousand zhang,' and as a result, the Virtue Cultivator grew a head of long hair; although it wasn't three thousand zhang, it was more than ten meters long,

When the two fought, the Virtue Cultivator was careless and tripped over his own hair, and then was beaten to death by the Literary Cultivator."

"Hair growing three thousand zhang" is false, but this ancient poem did exist; using the true to make the false sound true is called "One Word Becomes Truth."

This time Li Li Banfeng understood.

He had seen this technique.

When the Three Heroes of Iron Yang attacked Proper Village, the sixth-layer Literary Cultivator Du Du Shuping had used this technique.

He said "Nowhere to be found after breaking iron shoes," and directly broke Zuo Zuo Wugang's shoes.

Xiao Yeci continued: "The 'One Word Becomes Truth' technique, although it's only a second-layer technique, is just as hard to learn as the third-layer technique, and even harder in some ways.

And the second-layer and third-layer techniques consume cultivation when used; if the cultivation gap is too large, no matter how many tricks are spoken, the technique is useless."

Literary Cultivation techniques are hard to learn, but they are truly powerful once learned!

How many such experts does that Sage have under his command?

If they were all used to refine pills...

Thinking of refining pills, Li Li Banfeng took out a Golden Origin Pill and ate it with a Blue Leaf Pill.

One Golden Origin Pill is equivalent to a hundred days of cultivation; Li Li Banfeng calculated the pills he had eaten during these days, plus the light and time he had accumulated while traveling, and he might be reaching the fifth layer of traveling cultivation.

But Li Li Banfeng still didn't know what the fifth-layer technique was.

Who knows the fifth-layer technique of traveling cultivation?

It seems that person isn't too far away.

Once traveling cultivation reaches the fifth layer, and adding it to Residential Cultivation, it will be the tenth layer; can the tenth-layer cultivation beat that Sage?

That Sage's disciples are proficient in both literature and virtue; he himself is likely also a dual cultivator; if he also adds his cultivation together, it will likely be above mine.

Since he has such strong strength, why hasn't he made a move against me yet?

Doesn't want to bully the small with the big?

That's nonsense; bullying the weak is the most important survival rule for big shots.

Bound by some rules and cannot attack ordinary people?

Just like characters like the Insect King, who originally attacked the common people of Sea-Eating Ridge and was directly dealt with by the peddler.

There is a possibility of this, but the nature of these two things is not the same.

The Insect King harmed tens of thousands of people in Sea-Eating Ridge at that time, so the peddler naturally wouldn't spare him.

But if this Sage only took in Li Li Banfeng, the peddler would likely not care, and this kind of thing couldn't be managed anyway.

Besides this, what other reasons could there be?

Li Li Banfeng hadn't figured it out yet, so he dragged Qu Qu Jingzhang's corpse back to refine pills.

Ren Ren Wenlie returned to the Peak of Sages to report, describing the battle that happened in Benefactor Shanzhai from beginning to end.

What he said was basically the truth, but he exaggerated some situations; after all, Qu Qu Jingzhang had lost his life, and he was the only one who ran back; if there were no unexpected factors here, it could only prove that they hadn't done their best.

The Sage still lived in the inner room, and the panting in the room came in waves, never stopping.

After calming down slightly, the Sage asked: "You said you didn't know he was a traveling cultivator, so you suffered a loss? Now that you know he's a traveling cultivator, dealing with him shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"There are still some difficulties..." Ren Ren Wenlie broke into a sweat; he didn't want to face the peddler's senior brother again.

The Sage sneered: "After saying so much, isn't it just that your methods are not as good as his? I knew this person's background wasn't that simple."

Ren Ren Wenlie wiped his sweat and said: "Then let other senior brothers..."

He meant that he wasn't useful, suggesting the Master change to someone else.

The Sage also agreed with his idea: "Let your senior brother go; Cong Shixiang is old, you have to accompany him."

"Senior brother, he..."

"Hehe," the Sage laughed, "Why, do you dislike your senior brother? He pulled you kids up bit by bit; have you forgotten this kindness?"

Ren Ren Wenlie felt a burst of guilt and didn't dare to say anything more; he ran to the top of the Peak of Sages to invite his senior brother.

The senior brother lived alone, with no servants around; Ren Ren Wenlie knocked on the door for a long time without hearing a response, so he directly pushed the door open and went in.

There was no one in the front courtyard, so Ren Ren Wenlie entered the main courtyard.

There was no one in the main courtyard, and no one in the back courtyard; Ren Ren Wenlie finally found his senior brother, Cong Cong Shixiang, in the east courtyard.

The bloated Cong Cong Shixiang was catching bugs in the sun.

He held a small knife and made a cut on his arm.

Pushing aside layers of aged skin, Cong Cong Shixiang groped in the fat deep in the skin and pulled out a maggot the size of a little finger.

This maggot had a long rat tail and was covered in a layer of dark yellow grease.

Cong Cong Shixiang threw the maggot into the fire in front of him; the worm struggled for a while, and white smoke rose from the grease on its body.

Cong Cong Shixiang suddenly felt itchy again and reached behind his ear with the short knife.

Ren Ren Wenlie stepped forward and said: "Senior brother, I'll help you catch the bugs; give me the knife first, don't cut off your own ear."

"Mm, mm..." Cong Cong Shixiang squeezed two responses from his throat and then handed the knife in his hand to Ren Ren Wenlie.

The fishy smell of the knife, combined with the fishy smell of the fat, and the fishy smell unique to the maggots, mixed into a unique odor.

Ren Ren Wenlie endured this odor, cutting through Cong Cong Shixiang's flesh one knife at a time, digging out the maggots one by one.

He couldn't dig out too many, otherwise, there would be too many wounds on Cong Cong Shixiang's body, which would affect his combat power.

After the maggots in the fire were roasted to five or six percent cooked, Cong Cong Shixiang took one out and handed it to Ren Ren Wenlie.

Ren Ren Wenlie waved his hand and said: "Senior brother, you eat it."

Cong Cong Shixiang stuffed the plump worm into his mouth; he had no teeth, so he held it in his mouth, savored the taste for a long time, and swallowed it with a stretch of his neck.

There was a hole under his throat, and Ren Ren Wenlie clearly saw the worm slide down.

Cong Cong Shixiang ate very contentedly; he liked this taste.

After eating all the worms, Cong Cong Shixiang stood up from beside the fire, his withered eyes staring fixedly at Ren Ren Wenlie.

Ren Ren Wenlie took two steps back, trying to keep his distance from Cong Cong Shixiang: "Senior brother, let's go down the mountain; the Master has a task for us to handle."

"Heh, hehe..." Cong Cong Shixiang laughed twice and followed Ren Ren Wenlie out of the mansion.