Master, what path do you cultivate?

Crash--

In the alley of Hokkaido, it is raining lightly outside Hongkou Dojo.

A group of disciples who had completed today's course bowed to say goodbye to Master and left under umbrellas.

"Goodbye, Master!"

The majestic Hiroguchi Kageyuki smiled and nodded in response:

"goodbye."

Hongkou Dojo mainly teaches exercises that take surging energy as the guide, although the disciples taught are all of average strength.

But they all believe that given time, they will become masters in this area.

As for the reason, the owner and the owner's son Hiroko Ichiro are both experts here. Although they don't have any ancestral talent, they have few opponents in the dojos in this area.

Not only the father and son, but the entire Hongkou family is known for their domineering energy.

As for why only people from the Hongkou family can exert the strength they have learned, Hongkou Jingzhi has never mentioned it to outsiders.

After cleaning up the dojo and returning to the back room, Hiroshi Kageyomasa saw his son Hiroshi Ichiro staring intently at the carefully framed paintings on the wall.

There seems to be only a messy black ink in the painting, and the rest is all white space.

Seeing this scene, Hongkou Jingzhi warned him softly:

"Put it away quickly! Didn't I tell you not to take this painting out if it's okay?"

Hiroko Ichiro said without even turning his head:

"Father, I want to meditate for a while longer. Are you still worried about the ancestral teachings at home? Those are just legends told by our ancestors because they were afraid that we would over-cultivate and do not know how to exercise restraint. Whatever we do today will be paid back in the future."

Unexpectedly, Hongkou Jingzhi took off the painting and said seriously:

"This is not a joke! This is the ancestral teaching! When our ancestors went out to fight, if we had not encountered a practitioner to save our lives, we would have died in a foreign country. The practitioner said at that time that this painting could save our lives, but at the same time he also said Clearly, we will come to us to recover the principal with interest in the future.

Thanks to this painting, your ancestor not only healed his serious injuries, but also gained this unique physical strength, so this is all true, so we have to believe that someone might come and take away the money with interest. , otherwise your ancestors would not have moved all the way here, all to allow you and me to avoid disasters. "

Listening to his father's rhetoric again, Hiroko Ichiro shrugged and said:

"I know, I know. I just won't look at it from now on. Anyway, I'm almost done with the visualization. I just want to try to see if there is any way to improve."

Thumb thump thump——

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door outside the dojo.

Hiroko Kageyuki handed the words to his son and went to open the door, muttering:

"Did you forget something again?"

As soon as I opened the door, I found a man wearing a black robe standing outside with black tattoos on his face. He asked with a smile:

"Is this Hongkou's house?"

The person who came was none other than Fen Ye.

Although he was sure that he was meeting the person in front of him for the first time, Hongkou Jingzhi felt an unspeakable fear in his heart.

Subconsciously, he jumped back a step away from the door and said:

"Who are you?"

Fen Ye dusted off the rainwater on his body and said:

"I'm here to demand payment. Can I return the painting in your house?"

When the other party mentioned the painting, Hiroko Kageyuki's pupils shrank instantly, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Perhaps because he heard something unusual outside, Ichiro Hiroshi, who was about to put the painting into the secret room with a scroll in his hand, walked out of the back room and took a look here.

Fen Ye saw the painting at a glance and said with a smile:

"Hey, this one of yours is well preserved."

Hiroko Kageyuki took a breath to calm down, and then said:

"Please wait here."

Then he turned around and walked to the door of the back room, took this strange painting from Ichiro Hiroko and came to Fen Ye alone.

He held the scroll in both hands and handed it over.

"We, our ancestors, have received the favor of this painting from you. Now we will return the painting to its original owner. If you have any other requests, just let us know at any time. We will definitely repay the family's life-saving grace."

Fen Ye did not rush to reply, but took the scroll with one hand, opened it and looked at it again.

Then he shook his hands slightly.

call--

The entire picture scroll burned.

Seeing this scene, both Hiroshi Kageyuki and Hiroshi Ichiro's eyes widened.

People in the family rely on visualizing this painting to improve their own cultivation. Although it may seem unbelievable to outsiders, people in the family have truly benefited from it.

Even the energy accumulated will continue to be passed on to the next generation.

Hongkou Jingzhi said doubtfully:

"Why did you burn this painting?"

Fen Ye threw away the still burning painting, raised his head and said with a smile:

"Mr. Hongguchi, what I want to get back is not this painting. You should understand what I mean with interest, right?"

Sensing the danger, Hongguchi Jingzhi turned around and roared:

"run!"

Then he stood up and punched Fen Ye directly in the face.

boom--

The wave of air that broke through the air blew up Fen Ye's black robe, but the powerful and heavy punch still stopped in Fen Ye's hand.

As the grinning Fen Ye twisted his palm outward, Hongkou Jingzhi felt the energy in his body drain rapidly. Not only the energy, but even his flesh and blood were sucked in by the opponent.

Black energy accompanied by blood mist quickly merged from Hongkou Jingzhi's body into Fen Ye's body.

The lingering pain made Hongkou Jingzhi scream.

Hiroko Ichiro, who turned around to run away, was frightened by the sound and almost fell to the ground.

After being completely absorbed, Hongkou Jingzhi was left with only a skinny and terrifying body, which was shaken by Fen Ye's arm.

The skeleton hit the wall with an unsettling cracking sound, and fell to pieces.

Fen Ye, whose pupils were glowing red, looked as if he had just drank fine wine. The corners of his mouth were raised exaggeratedly, and he turned to look at Ichiro Hongguchi who was running away.

The figure flashed out a few black shadows like a ghost and then came to the wall of the back room.

Hiroshi Ichiro, who had just jumped up the wall, was grabbed by the ankle by the person behind him before he could fly out.

Looking at the blood-red face smiling ferociously in the black shadow, Ichiro Hiroko also let out a scream.

"Help!!"

Throw away the second corpse and burn off the bone dust on your hands.

You can clearly see that the body A Qing created for yourself has undergone some changes. The flesh and skin seem to be alive, but it soon returned to calm.

He knew that Ah Qing must have done something to his body, but Fen Ye didn't care.

He calmly picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and said to himself:

"This is the sixth one, one more to go."

Crash--

The rain outside is getting heavier.

Rain washes away the roofs of stalls in a Hokkaido alley.

It was the sound of rain and thunder that covered up the screams of Hongkou and his son just now.

beep beep beep——

Fenye glanced at his phone and answered the call with a smile:

"What's the matter? My great immortal."

Ah Qing’s reply was still cold:

"Why are you going to Hokkaido? When are you going to do it?"

Fen Ye turned the teacup in his hand and said:

"Don't worry, I said I can help you find the remaining immortal remains, and I can do it naturally. But you also have to give me some time to deal with my own affairs."

After asking the Moon Envoy to send me back the two immortal remains, Fen Ye and Ah Qing "asked for a leave of absence."

He said that he still had some personal matters to deal with, and then he would go to Bangkok to deal with the remains of Ji Qinglin and the remaining immortals.

Because the two immortal remains had really been obtained, Ah Qing did not object.

"I have sent people to send those things you mentioned to Bangkok. What are you going to do next?"

"As long as the things arrive, you just need to help me attract the attention of that Ji Qinglin, and I can help you get the remaining immortal remains."

"You must understand that this is Bangkok, the secret police force is strong, and Ji Qinglin must have extremely strict protection against placing the remains of immortals. Moreover, since you did such a blatant job in the first two cases, he will definitely not sit back and let those remains of immortals be left." It’s in your hands.”

"I don't need the Immortal to worry about it for me. I'd better think about how to attract Ji Qinglin's attention. Don't let it be solved so quickly this time."

Listening to Fen Ye's strange expression, Ah Qing hung up the phone.

Fen Ye, who was happy to be at peace, took another sip of tea. In fact, he didn't care about Ji Qinglin.

Judging from the last fight, his soul, consciousness and body were already declining.

Even if I didn't kill him in that blow, he should still be seriously injured, and it was impossible to pose any threat to myself.

What I am most afraid of and worried about is that strange crow.

He actually has a karma fire similar to his own. Logically speaking, this is impossible.

Unless the immortal made other arrangements after that incident.

Recalling the other people who sent the scrolls, Fen Ye took out a black umbrella from the corridor and disappeared into the rainy night.

After hanging up the phone, Ah Qing arranged:

"Moon Messenger."

"Here! Immortal, do you need your men to send people around Bangkok to harass and attract attention?"

"No, your mission is to send people to sneak into Bangkok and keep an eye on what this Fenye will do in advance."

"I believe in him, Immortal?"

"It's not just that I don't believe it, I really hate him."

If it weren't for the fact that there was a layer of immortal remains in the middle, Ah Qing would sometimes even have a strong desire to kill this guy.

Sometimes such thoughts are unreasonable, and even Ah Qing has to admit that he does not have such a strong desire to kill Ji Qinglin.

This Fen Ye must have some kind of relationship with the Immortal. Maybe that guy Ji Qinglin knows about it.

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Meanwhile, Bangkok’s Sichang district.

The top expert under the president of Xichang District, the owner of the Six Arts Hall, Yoshijima Shinichi, was packing his things at home.

His wife asked while cleaning up:

"Honey, do you really want to go to Tianxiang City?"

Yoshijima, who was wearing casual clothes and cleaning up his daily life, nodded and said:

"That's the overseas territory of Sihui Xinhua Silicon. It's naturally inconvenient for the president to go there. It's also a good thing that we expanded our business in the past. Bangkok is not peaceful during this period. It's just a good time to go there to hide and relax. But don't be in a hurry. After packing up your things , I will take you to travel in Bangkok for another week, it will be a little memory before we leave."

"They even took down Tianxiang City? Who did it?"

"I heard that it's the newly appointed deputy commander of the secret police, Yu Ye, who is the girl who competed in the cultivation competition."

"It's her?! Now she's the deputy commander-in-chief. It's incredible."

"It's not because of his master Ji Qinglin. The development of the Sihui today is entirely due to him. It's a pity that God is jealous of talents!"

When Shinichi Yoshijima's wife was packing, she found a scroll at the bottom of the box, so she reached out and took it out.

When I opened it, there was only a blurry mass of black on the painting.

"Honey, is this your painting? It's so ugly. What is it?"

Yoshijima Shinichi looked back, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he immediately calmed down and said:

"It's an old painting in the family. There's no need to take that thing with you. Just leave it here."

Thank you for your reading and support! (Ula——)