Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Chapter 118 Farewell Zhu Ling, Reconciliation

Ma Zhan decided to mobilize the good qualities of modern youth - shamelessness.

"Sister Zhu Ling, didn't you say you wanted to repay me for saving your life?

Just read yours... and teach me the art of mind reading, and then we'll be even."

This reversal surprised Zhu Ling a little.

"I, um, mind reading is a natural ability. I can't teach you."

"Well... anything else is fine. For example...

Just listening to you speak makes me feel itchy inside. This must be a kind of magic or ability."

Ma Zhan thought, since he couldn't get it, it wouldn't be bad to get one for Mengyao.

Zhu Ling thought to herself, what the Taoist priest said was right, this little rascal was indeed mentally unstable and a bit shameless.

“This... is also a kind of talent.

The talents that are unique to the fox clan cannot be taught to you.

But, little brother, what's the name of the girl you're thinking about?"

"Mengyao..."

No, I have a lot of girls in mind...

Not really…”

Ma Zhan was confused, it was a low-level mistake.

Saying that you are thinking about another girl in front of a girl is definitely a low-level mistake.

How could I, a man who aspires to become Aquaman, make such a low-level mistake?

Zhu Ling found it funny when she saw Ma Zhan's embarrassment.

To be honest, she was a little envious.

At this age, there are always more beautiful things.

“The skills of our demon race are called demonic techniques or demon arts, and are not suitable for you humans to practice.

Our Nine-Tailed Ancestor passed down a set of formations, which is said to have been given to our ancestors by Zhang Tianshi, and is called the "Cloud and Mist Strange Barrier Formation".

Take it and give it to that girl."

A piece of blue-gray tortoise shell floated in front of Ma Zhan. He took it with both hands and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Sister Zhu Ling, thank you.

Now we are even, and if we meet again in the future, we can still be good friends."

Zhu Ling opened her red lips slightly.

"That girl named Mengyao must be very beautiful."

Ma Zhan couldn't help but think of the girl whose face was half covered by the silver mask.

He saw clearly what was under the mask, but so what, she was Mengyao.

"very beautiful."

Zhu Ling had already seen through Ma Zhan's inner thoughts. She did not comment and looked at the afterglow in the sky.

"Goodbye, little brother."

"Goodbye."

——Zhang Shouling’s ancestral temple.

“Plop..Ah~~”

A boy with a charred upper body fell into the spirit pool.

"Tiger~"

Mengyao's heart tightened and she couldn't help but exclaim.

Then, Guo Shan Feng swooped down to the Spirit Pond, touched the water with his toes, and grabbed Ma Zhan's wrist.

He alternately tapped the water with his feet and landed on the podium in the center of the spirit pool.

The pulpit was originally designed for preaching and teaching, and the pilgrims or tourists in the three circles of corridors looked at the pulpit at the same time.

Ma Zhan, whose upper body was charred and who had just been fished out of the pond, attracted "huge attention".

Ma Zhan had the urge to jump into the water again. Being in the water was better than being on display on this podium.

——Dengkelou is a famous restaurant in Sanzizhou.

Mrs. Tu, the wife of the governor of Sanzi Prefecture, arranged accommodation for Ma Zhongtong and his party.

Ma Zhongtong bowed and performed a martial arts salute to this second-rank lady of the Liang State.

"My sister-in-law has worked hard. Please give my regards to my brother the king."

Mrs. Wang smiled a little awkwardly, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes highlighted her haste and a hint of uneasiness.

Obviously, this kind of interpersonal communication is not what she is good at.

She was afraid that due to her inexperience and hasty preparations, the arrangements would not be appropriate.

But it was her duty to share her husband's worries, so she gritted her teeth and did everything she could.

The bustling Zhangbei Street becomes even more lively as the night deepens.

The night market here begins from the moment the sun sets.

The folk activities on the streets, such as juggling and performing arts, are lively and orderly.

The constables at the yamen and the local security guards took to the streets, and the number of people patrolling the streets doubled compared to daytime.

The storytelling stalls on the street were crowded with people because the storyteller had released a new book today.

It tells the story of a boy who offended Zhang Tianshi and was punished by thunder.

The bustling diners in Dengke Building were also talking to each other about what they had seen and heard recently.

"Have you heard? Things have been quite turbulent in Dongshan Road lately.

It's said that a group of bandits escaped from Laoshan Mountain in Qingzhou, hoping to make a name for themselves in the martial arts world and are looking for sects to challenge.

"I also heard that a martial arts master on Mount Tai violated the sect's rules. He had his tendons cut and was expelled from the sect."

"Today, my wife went to the Zhang Tianshi ancestral temple to pray for my mother, and saw a little kid smash the ancestral temple's floor tiles with his head."

"Yes, yes, yes, my daughter went there too.

It was said that the boy had offended the Heavenly Master, who then sent down thunder from the sky to strike him."

"..."

In an upper room of Dengke Building, Ma Zhan, who had experienced a great social death, was soaking in the bathtub, looking at the ceiling with a look of despair.

Meng Yao was studying the tortoise shell that Ma Zhan gave her. From time to time, she looked at the still somewhat charred skin on Ma Zhan's body, and a smile rose in her heart.

Ma Zhan was lying in the bathtub, looking at his own charred appearance caused by the palm thunder.

He sighed in his heart, "Master Zhang's immortal methods are truly astonishing."

But his violent temper doesn't fit his immortal character. Maybe all the immortals in this world are so down-to-earth.'

Following this line of thought, Ma Zhan silently reviewed his experience in the Baishan Formation, mainly to digest the information Zhu Ling gave him.

First: the Way of Heaven.

Just like the science and natural laws of previous lives.

The way of heaven provides a blank canvas, and the patterns on the canvas are painted by creatures of all races.

The laws of nature are cruel. Water evaporates and freezes, which is also cruel.

The Way of Heaven is the law of operation, and this law is not affected by the emotions of living beings.

Second: There are immortals in this world, but the concept of immortals is somewhat vague.

The powerful practitioners in each ethnic group can be called immortals. Zhang Shouling is an immortal, and the nine-tailed fox can also be called an immortal.

Why did Ma Zhongtong dare to say "Does the immortal in heaven dare to take my shot?"

This sentence sounds arrogant, but it is actually an expectation.

Maybe they are looking forward to verifying their own strength, or maybe they are looking forward to an opportunity.

Third: Immortals or strong people from various races can temporarily change the rules of heaven through certain means.

That is to say, temporarily using individual abilities to influence the laws of this world is a supernatural phenomenon.

How long will this last? Will it backfire?

It is still unclear whether this incredible ability is related to the strong person's cultivation, talent, or race.

Fourth: Information about each ethnic group.

According to Zhu Ling's understanding of this world, the larger the size of the demons and beasts, the higher their martial arts power or cultivation level.

This is a universal rule that applies to most monsters and beasts.

But there are some exceptions, such as the royal families of demons, beasts, and monsters, as well as nobles with special bloodlines, who are not subject to this rule.

There is also a very important message, that is, human beings are in the most suitable state for spiritual practice.

If a powerful civilian among monsters, beasts, and demons wants to go further on the path of cultivation, they need to transform into humans.

Some monsters, beasts, and demons with special bloodlines are born with two forms. The specific reason is unknown.