The most intelligent general in the world

Zhang Liang walked into the Prince's Mansion with a relaxed smile on his face, as if he was just going out for a walk. The former luxury of the mansion had disappeared without a trace, the guards and servants were gone, and it was quiet, with only insects and snakes crawling out from time to time, giving people a gloomy and weird feeling.

Zhang Liang stood on a high place and looked around, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

“It should be there!”

He saw a palace with its doors tightly closed. It looked ordinary, but in his spiritual perception, the palace was filled with an extremely strange atmosphere, cold, resentful, evil...

"Is this the art of witchcraft?" Zhang Liang was a little surprised, but he was full of confidence in himself. This little trick was nothing to him, so he walked into the hall without hesitation.

"Prince?"

As soon as he entered the hall, Zhang Liang found a young man in a dragon robe lying on the ground. He was the prince of Han.

"Hey, quite interesting!" Zhang Liang chuckled, his eyes moving, and the so-called "Prince" instantly disappeared from his sight.

“Come out, this little illusion can’t fool me!” Zhang Liang said with a smile.

"This is not an illusion!" A cold voice sounded, and a skinny old man appeared silently beside Zhang Liang.

"It's definitely not an illusion!" Zhang Liang smiled. He already felt something wrong with his body.

At some point, Zhang Liang's body was filled with poison, and his crystal bones were covered with green threads.

"But that's all!"

Zhang Liang smiled disdainfully. Cultivating immortals emphasizes the importance of the true essence, the body, and the soul. It is the essence of life. At his level, ordinary poisons have no effect on him at all.

With a little circulation of his true energy, the pure and vast power in his body surged like a river. In just half a breath, Zhang Liang had refined the toxins in his body.

The "Taixu Body Refining Technique" is said to be a technique that can refine all spiritual energy. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is more than enough to deal with the poison of the King of Hundred Poisons.

Now, Zhang Liang looked at the hall again, all the illusions disappeared, and he saw the true situation in the hall.

The hall was filled with spells, poisons, and even venomous snakes. Interestingly, these things were not placed randomly, but seemed to form a formation, but not so mature and complete, more like a patchwork.

"Interesting. I have seen the cultivation of Qi and body in this world, but I don't know much about the cultivation of mind and magic. Although the Hundred Poison King uses unorthodox methods, it can also be regarded as a branch of magic!"

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are two main types of cultivation: martial cultivation and magic cultivation. Zhang Liang cultivated martial cultivation, practicing swordsmanship and defeating enemies with swords. The other type is magic cultivation, specializing in magic, and using more peculiar and difficult to guard against methods.

There is no difference between the two, and they both end up in the same place. After a martial artist breaks through the innate realm, every move he makes can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and his power is so great that it is not much different from magic.

Although Zhang Liang had never learned magic, he had a lot of knowledge.

"It's incomplete, pieced together, and not presentable!"

After observing for a while, Zhang Liang shook his head and smiled: "I wonder how powerful the magic of Yin-Yang School and Taoism is!"

After saying that, Zhang Liang's figure flashed, and his sword was unsheathed. Like a flash of lightning, it cut through the void and quickly stabbed towards the King of Poisons next to him.

“How could he not be affected?”

The King of Hundred Poisons was shocked, but had no time to think about it. Seeing Zhang Liang's sword stabbing at him, he instinctively stepped back and raised his staff to fight.

"boom!"

The cane hit Zhang Liang's sword and instantly broke into a gap, which made the King of Poisons feel very distressed.

This walking stick is no ordinary object. It is made from a spiritual wood that the King of Hundred Poisons found in the dangerous land of Baiyue. It has been soaked in poison and nourished with true energy for decades. It has some power of a magic weapon. It can be said to be the most treasured treasure of the King of Hundred Poisons.

However, the King of Hundred Poisons had no time to feel sorry for his cane now. Zhang Liang's sword was as fast as lightning and every move was swift. After a few moves, the King of Hundred Poisons was in danger.

For a person who is good at using poison, his frontal combat capability is not strong, let alone compared with Zhang Liang.

"I'm not proficient enough in this Water Passing Style!"

Zhang Liang was somewhat dissatisfied, because the Hundred Poison King's martial arts were weak, so he directly used him to practice his moves, using the Shi Shui Style from the 36 Zhenwu Styles. Unfortunately, he failed to defeat the Hundred Poison King after several consecutive moves.

“Opening style!”

Zhang Liang suddenly shouted, and his sword moves suddenly changed. The sword was no longer light and fast, but became heavy and powerful, with great force.

With just one move, the Hundred Poison King's staff was split into two pieces, and then the long sword slashed at him. If the Hundred Poison King had not instinctively stepped back, the sword would have split him in two.

"Ahem..."

The King of Poisons was half lying on the ground, covering his wound in horror, with an expression of disbelief and even more madness in his eyes.

"Why, do you have any tricks you haven't used yet? Go ahead and try them!"

Zhang Liang smiled. The King of Poisons had strange methods and he really wanted to see them to satisfy his curiosity.