Martial Arts: Gain a Jiazi internal force at the beginning!

Chapter 368 Revisiting the Past

Severe pain all over the body, excruciating itching, alternating hot and cold.

All kinds of feelings are intertwined.

It’s definitely not something that can be summed up by just the word ‘pain’.

If I had to describe it, it would be worse than death.

And once he screamed, it felt like someone had stuffed a soldering iron into his throat.

It tortures people so much that they wish they could die immediately.

Not screaming would be even more unbearable.

It can be said to be a dilemma.

The padlocked young man's eyes were wide and bloodshot, and his voice sounded like a broken gong:

"Kill me... you... you kill me!!"

Jiang Ran couldn't bear to see it, but he was eager to try and said softly:

"Old man Chen, your Eight Pain Divine Acupuncture should not only make him feel ordinary pain, right?"

"Young Master is right."

Old man Chen said with a smile on his face:

"On this silver needle, old slave, there is the wrath of the King of Hell hidden.

“But it doesn’t happen as soon as the needle enters the body, but it actually happens after all the strange phenomena of the eight suffering divine needles appear.

"In other words, all the abnormalities he feels now are amplified a hundred times by the wrath of the King of Hell.

“If you think about it, his spirit will be weakened to the extreme in a matter of seconds.

“When the needle is removed from his throat, he will be able to speak without pain.

"Whatever the young master will ask him, I think he will tell you honestly."

"Great!"

Jiang Ran praised the festival:

"Old man Chen's method is indeed a great one. If used in the right place, it can be said to be beneficial.

"But I don't know if this method will damage the body?"

"So that the young master will know that this method does not actually cause much harm to the body."

Old man Chen said with a smile:

"The human brain is complex and bizarre, and the old slave discovered that all kinds of human feelings come from it.

“Therefore, the Eight Suffering Divine Needles only act on the brain.

"It's like the illusion of the sea tower in the fantasy world.

“It seems unpredictable, but in fact it is just deceiving the eyes and brain.

“But this method can also kill people.

"When a person really thinks he is dead and his brain tells him that he is dead... then he is really dead.

"Even the body responds accordingly."

Jiang Ran couldn't help but sigh that the wisdom of these ancients should not be underestimated.

Although he had never underestimated the IQ of people of this era, what Old Man Chen said still made him somewhat unexpected.

Looking at the young man with the padlock, he was indeed in a daze, his mouth was drooling, and his eyes were white, as if he was about to die.

Old Uncle Chen had been controlling the silver needle in his palm. When he saw this, the silver needle moved and said softly:

“This man is mentally tough and it will take some time to pry his mouth open.

"Please wait a moment, young master.

"If you find it boring, you can go and find two Fengyue Chronicles and read them.

"Last time the young master came here, nothing else was touched except for a book of Fengyue Zhi. The old slave secretly thought that the young master liked this way at that time.

"Therefore, I asked someone to collect several classics."

"..."

Jiang Ran was speechless for a while:

"Old man Chen misunderstood... I'm not the one who likes to read Fengyuezhi.

"But..."

At this point, Old Man Chen looked at him with an expression that said, "Don't worry, I understand."

He couldn't say the next words.

Just thinking about Dao Wuming, he finally let out a long sigh.

From now on I will never hear his words "This is a serious local chronicle".

The young man with the padlock was indeed mentally tough. His mind was dizzy after being tortured all the way. After half an hour, Jiang Ran only asked his name.

His surname is Wu, Wu Qianzhong.

But other than that, not a single word is revealed.

Jiang Ran asked him what position he held among the blood cicadas and who the master he followed was. Whenever he heard questions like this, he would touch his head to the ground and wish he could die immediately.

However, both his hands and feet had been cut off by Jiang Ran.

Touching his head to the ground also made his whole body weak. It had no effect at all except making his head more dizzy.

Time was lost in this process, minute by minute, until Dongfang Jianbai, the night was completely over, and the man's mouth was finally pried open.

By this time, his spirit had completely collapsed.

His eyes were dull, and except for being able to speak, he seemed like a living dead.

Old man Chen gently let go of the silver needle, wiped his hand and said:

“This group of people have such iron hearts that they may not be able to reveal the truth even when faced with the inner demons of the Demon Sect.

"The old slave tortured him like this with the Eight Painful Divine Needles, which opened the door to his heart, but I'm afraid he will never be able to regain his old outlook in the future.

“Young Master needs to be careful if he uses this technique in the future.

"This method is irreversible. Once it leaves complete damage, it will only look like this for the rest of its life."

"it is good."

Jiang Ran nodded slightly, and then asked Wu Qianzhong:

"What role do you hold among the blood cicadas?"

"Blood cicada... cicada wings."

"Cicada wings?"

Jiang Ran glanced at Old Man Chen.

He spoke several times before, which shows that this person has a certain understanding of Xue Chan.

But facing Jiang Ran's gaze, Old Man Chen remained silent.

Just stood there quietly, as if he had never heard his words.

Jiang Ran's eyes turned and he was already deep in thought.

He nodded slightly and then asked:

"Do you know if there are other cicada wings besides you?"

"The blood cicada's wings are divided into two colors.

"One is the bloody cicada's wings, and the other is the colorless cicada's wings.

“The former is considered the commander, and there are four of them in the capital.

"The Colorless Cicada Wings are all over the world, secretly planning the situation in the world.

"What I know...besides me, there is another person...this person is in charge of Tianyin Xiao.

"But I don't know what the specific identity is."

As expected, Wu Qianzhong already knew everything and said everything.

"Then based on your understanding of this person, who do you think this person could be?"

"..."

A look of pain suddenly appeared on Wu Qianzhong's face, as if there was a savage beast hiding in his throat, and he said in a voice that was almost like a roar:

"Yes...yes...he is...he is...

"Yuwenting!!!"

The son of the Minister of Hubu?

Jiang Ran suddenly raised his head:

"You are talking nonsense. Yuwen Ting is weak and sick, and cannot practice martial arts. How can he become the bloody cicada wing who controls the Tianyin Xiao?"

"I...I don't know...you said, you said let me guess...I have always guessed that this person should be Yuwen Ting.

"Yu Wenting is weak and sickly. This person, this person can't stop coughing even if he moves a little bit...

“In addition, Yuwen Ting is by no means a person who doesn’t know martial arts.

"I once... secretly tested Yuwen Ting because I was curious about that person's identity.

"I discovered that this person...this person possesses martial arts skills that he has hidden deep inside..."

Wu Qianzhong suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Ran with horror in his eyes:

"You...don't ask anymore...I, I can't say, I can't say!!!"

"In your opinion, who among the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty is likely to be a senior member of Xuechan?

"In other words, in the Sword Holding Department, who is your Blood Cicada's man?"

Wu Qianzhong's face was full of rejection, but his mouth opened:

"Secretary of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Feng Qinglian.

“Xingbu…Xingbu…Guo Tian.

"As far as I know...the two of them must be my Xue Chan's people.

“Apart from that, it’s just… it’s Jianghu!

"I, Xue Chan, secretly control the forces in the world. Within the capital, Baizhen will have his eldest grandson Wuji, Shanhai will have Shen Tuhong, Dao Yizong... Dao Yizong... law enforcement elder Dao Yuan.

"And...and..."

When he said this, he looked at Jiang Ran and suddenly grinned:

"In the Sword Holding Department, although I have no obvious evidence. But... But from the eldest princess down, maybe, maybe all of them are my Xue Chan's people.

"You...you should have listened to my blood cicada's orders.

"Now he is backstabbing his master, he is really... he is really outrageous and rebellious."

Jiang Ran was still listening carefully at the beginning, but as he listened, he felt something was wrong again.

He raised his fingers slightly and said thoughtfully:

"What about the Jianghu? Looking at the Jianghu, how many people does Xue Chan control?"

"There are ten battles among martial artists in the world, and I, the Blood Chan, have seven of them alone."

Wu Qianzhong's lips curled up into a smile:

"How...Jiang Ran...although you have great martial arts skills, if I, the blood cicada, are willing, you will be beaten to a pulp in an instant!"

"What a wise man."

Jiang Ran glanced at Old Man Chen:

"Go get pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"Yes."

Old man Chen agreed and quickly brought what Jiang Ran wanted.

He personally studied the ink and asked Wu Qianzhong to list all the Jianghu forces that had colluded with Xue Chan.

I almost wrote a full article.

It’s shocking!

Jiang Ran took the paper and gently blew the ink dry.

"Besides Cicada Wing, who else is there among the Blood Cicadas?

"What about their martial arts?"

“And…and the leader.

"From top to bottom, in addition to the Cicada Lord, the Blood Cicada has seven commanders.

"The martial arts of each of them is unfathomable... Even if we hold the Twelve Heavenly Skills, it is difficult for us to compete with them..." ˆ ˆ ˆ "The Twelve Heavenly Skills..."

Jiang Ran dragged up the wishful lock:

"Is this really the Ruyi Lock, one of the twelve heavenly coincidences?"

"give me back……"

Wu Qianzhong spoke subconsciously, but after finishing speaking, he realized that Jiang Ran could not return this thing to him.

Then he took a deep breath and sneered:

"Everyone knows that...with a coincidence in twelve days, one can travel across the world.

“But it’s an exaggeration.

“Although each of these things has great power, they are only external forces after all.

"It's okay to be cruel for a while... If you want to be invincible, that's just a dream."

When Mr. Chen heard this, he lowered his head and said in Jiang Ran's ear:

"Young Master, this man's consciousness is gradually recovering. I'm afraid his words are starting to become untrustworthy."

Jiang Ran nodded slightly, thought for a moment and said:

“Forget it, that’s it for today.

"Old man Chen, since his heart has been opened, if he uses the devil's martial arts again, can he ask in more detail?"

"can."

Old man Chen nodded:

"My Eight Pain Divine Needles, if someone has the inner demons to help me, they will be in every possible way."

"Well, I see."

Jiang Ran glanced at Wu Qianzhong and suddenly smiled:

“Forget it, let’s ask one more question.

“You said that Shen Tuhong is one of your people in the Shanhaihui.

"Then...what about Shen Tulie?"

"...Shen Tu Lie is pretentious and has no qualifications to join my blood cicada."

"I'm afraid you have to listen to the two halves."

Jiang Ran stood up and said to Mr. Chen:

"I'll keep this person here for the next few days. I need Old Man Chen to help take care of him."

"Young master, don't worry, as long as the old slave is here, he can't even think of escaping even if he is a hair on his head."

"it is good."

Jiang Ran nodded, turned around and went out.

After Mr. Chen locked up Wu Qianzhong, he used some tricks before chasing him out.

When they arrived at the bookshop, they saw Jiang Ran rummaging through the bookshelves, seemingly planning to pick two books to read.

However, Old Man Chen saw at a glance that Jiang Ran was reading Fengyue Zhi.

He immediately turned around and coughed.

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked a little puzzled:

"Old man Chen, what are you..."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I have never seen the young master read the Fengyue Chronicles. The young master is not good at this, and the old slave already knows."

"Feng Yuezhi?"

Jiang Ran was stunned. He lowered his head and looked at the other books on the bookshelf. After flipping through them one by one, he found that most of the things described in them were indeed unsightly.

He immediately shook his head helplessly, without distinguishing anything, and just said:

"Old man Chen, let me ask you...do you know where my master is now?"

"..."

Old man Chen immediately fell silent.

"Is he in the capital?"

Jiang Ran asked again.

Old man Chen sighed:

"He's not in now……"

"Where is he now?"

"The old slave doesn't know either."

Old man Chen glanced at Jiang Ran with some reminiscence in his eyes, and finally shook his head gently:

"Young Master, you really look like your mother."

"Have you met her?"

Jiang Ran was suddenly curious.

He has never had any idea about Jiang Tianye and Mrs. Qingyang.

The old drunkard has always avoided talking about it.

This matter would touch his sore spot, and it was not easy for Jiang Ran to ask.

In fact, when he was in Jinyang Mansion, if the old drunkard hadn't run away first, Jiang Ran would have broken the casserole and asked what happened.

As a result, the old drunkard ran away, and no one asked Jiang Ran.

Although Tang Yuanwai must also know something...but as a member of the Demon Cult, he has a filter for these two people.

What Jiang Ran wants to know is not people's praise of them, but simply what kind of people they are.

Therefore, naturally we cannot ask from the mouth of Tang Yuanwai.

In the old drunkard's notes, Mrs. Qingyang was mentioned.

The record only says 'Qingyang', and his crooked handwriting becomes extremely straight and gentle whenever it touches the word 'Qingyang'.

When writing, I think about people.

Just looking at the notes, I already had some idea of ​​what it would be like in my mind.

Old man Chen was silent for a long time, and then he said:

"Miss Qingyang... Well, to this day, the old slave still can't imagine that she is already married and has children.

"Even if the young master is right in front of me... please forgive me, young master."

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Ran waved his hand:

“The romantic affairs of their older generation have nothing to do with me.

"Although they are my parents, I have never met them... Now I just want to hear it from other people's mouths..."

Old man Chen nodded:

"Miss Qingyang is a resolute and extraordinary woman.

“Although she is a saint from the Demon Cult, she has a delicate mind and a gentle personality.

“Although she is also ruthless, she still makes people think she has a kind nature.

“When we first met, we didn’t know his identity.

"We met several times and thought they were destined, so the master went with him.

“When he encountered a catastrophe, it was as if he was reborn from a calamity.

"Full of curiosity and yearning for the world and the world.

"And Miss Qingyang, to him, is like the first ray of light in a new life.

"We all saw those days... and we were all happy.

"But don't worry, young master, the master and Miss Qingyang have always been in love but polite, and have never exceeded it in the slightest."

Jiang Ran nodded, then shook his head. His heart was somewhat complicated, but he didn't know how to describe it.

“We don’t know how it will change in the future.

"Miss Qingyang's identity is known to her master... There is always a lot of entanglement between good and evil.

“The master was involved in it, and after a lot of thinking, he decided to let go of his prejudices.

"But I didn't expect that the two of them would end up being destined to each other.

"We don't know exactly what happened at that time. We only know that the owner left with a knife and returned injured.

“But the injuries on the body heal quickly, but the wounds on the heart are difficult to heal.

"Since then, the master has never mentioned Miss Qingyang."

When Mr. Chen said this, he seemed to have thought of something and apologized to Jiang Ran:

"The old slave was negligent."

With that said, he came to one side and poured Jiang Ran a cup of tea.

Jiang Ran smiled dumbly:

"Old man Chen, you don't have to be like this."

"Since I separated from my master, I have become accustomed to living alone, but I have forgotten that I still have to serve others."

Old man Chen smiled bitterly:

"Young Master, please don't blame me for being old and confused."

"Where is it."

Jiang Ran said:

"Last time we were in a hurry and didn't have time to ask in detail.

"How you separated from the old drunkard."

"My master was emotionally hurt and didn't want to see anyone, so he placed us all across the country to make a living.

“A few years just flew by.

"When the master gathers us together again, our appearance has changed drastically.

"Unkempt, making fun of the world.

“It looks like he is smiling, but we can always see the sadness hidden in his smile.

“He said he wanted to create the Jingshen Order and leave a Jingshen lineage.

"At that time, the Five Kingdoms were in chaos, and we all thought that the master wanted to take advantage of the troubled times to dominate.

“But I didn’t expect that the reason why he did this was for Miss Qingyang.

“By integrating our subordinates, we have accumulated a lot of power and informants.

“I found out that someone was intending to do harm to Miss Qingyang.

"The master was so angry that he went to fight in the Five Kingdoms and killed all these people.

"But I didn't want to, but I fell into someone else's scheme.

"When he jumps back, Miss Qingyang's life is already hanging by a thread."

When Old Man Chen said this, there was a wave of excitement in his eyes:

"I waited quickly and hurriedly, but in the end I was a step too late.

"At that time, there was snow all over the sky, and girl Qingyang was holding Jiang Tianye's body and sitting alone on the bluestone next to the river bank.

"When she saw her master, she smiled and told him:

"'I have no fate in this life, so I can only bear you. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely repay you. My son Jiang Ran is traveling far away with his retinue... I hope you will take pity on me and come to rescue you. If you think of your past kindness in the future, you can find me. A farmer adopted him, and he will have a long remaining life. You...you don't want to be alone, you need to find a good man early.'

“The old slave has never forgotten these words.

"The master didn't go far away and wanted to save her, but she knew she was dead and flatly refused.

"She also said that she didn't want her master to see her die... and asked him to leave as soon as possible.

"The master has always been helpless with her. He just wants to find the young master first and then come back to find Miss Qingyang.

"But when we came back, the bodies of Miss Qingyang and Jiang Tianye were missing.

"I guess he was buried by the body collector."

When Jiang Ran heard this, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at Old Man Chen:

"In other words, when the old drunkard left, she was not dead yet?"

(End of this chapter)