Chapter 440 The Second Purple Luck, and the God of Go (8.8k, please subscribe)

Three options slowly emerged from the heavenly book:

[Master of Solitary Game (Blue)]: [He is good at dealing with isolated chess pieces, and is cautious in situations of being trapped. He is good at finding flaws in attacking the enemy, and uses clever means to first fish and then clean up, gaining real ground, and not letting the enemy take advantage. He is a master of solitary game.]

[Master of Robbery (Blue)]: [Master of robbery, accurate calculation, careful planning, good at controlling the rhythm during robbery and finding the opponent's weaknesses. When exchanging robbery materials, he can always take advantage, which is a master of robbery.]

[Dragon Slayer (Blue)]: [Mastered in the art of dragon slaying, with a keen eye, good at seeing through the opponent's dragon's weaknesses, always able to slay the dragon successfully at the critical moment, completely destroying the opponent's dragon, and instantly turning the battle situation around, this is the Dragon Slayer.]

Chu Wujiang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Don't underestimate these three fortunes and think that they are just blue fortunes.

In a Go game, if a top-notch player obtains any of the above-mentioned luck blessings, he or she will have the hope of competing against the top-notch players.

Chu Wujiang analyzed subconsciously:
[The first master of solitary chess is the ability to manage solitary chess pieces. Chess players with this talent can launch an offensive against the enemy in the most chaotic and calculating areas.]

[For example, a famous chess player in his previous life, who had won eight world championships, was well-known in the chess world for his ability to deal with isolated pieces.]

[Due to his strong calculation ability, he was able to turn the tables in many disadvantageous chess games by eliminating isolated pieces, thus becoming a master in the chess world.]

[In a short period of time, he became the best in the world. ]

[It's a pity that this luck has certain side effects. 】

[Once the computing power decreases, or the chess sense declines, it is easy to fail in the isolated move and be controlled by the enemy. ]

Chu Wujiang knew very well the benefits of this luck.

The most complicated and difficult move in Go is to deal with isolated pieces.

Because it is a solitary move deep into the enemy camp, the amount of calculation is very large.

The slightest mistake will lead to total destruction.

Either win big or lose big.

Therefore, chess players with this talent can be very strong when they are strong, but can also easily suffer a crushing defeat when they make mistakes.

Chu Wujiang did not choose the first option immediately, but looked at the second one.

[The second item is the master of ko fight, which will improve the player's overall thinking ability, especially the ability to ko fight. ]

What is robbery?

This is not a robbery.

But if you can eat me, I can eat you too.

When both sides can capture each other's chess pieces, it is called robbery.

[In other words, the ability to fight for something is to know which areas should be fought for and which areas should be abandoned, and to achieve one's own goals by attacking the enemy's vital points.]

When Chu Wujiang said this, he couldn't help but think of a national player in his previous life who was nicknamed "Divine Pig".

This national player once gave up the three-disaster cycle and killed his opponent explosively, creating a famous game for all ages.

If you still don't understand the meaning of robbery, then the Zhenlong chess game in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" is a similar situation, where the opponent is killed by changing the robbery number.

Chu Wujiang was very interested in this luck, but he still analyzed the last item.

[The third item is Dragon Slayer, this is a special talent for chess players with strong combat power.]

[For example, in the previous life, another eight-time champion had a nickname called Dali, which means that his strength was extremely strong and he could easily kill a big dragon.]

[It just so happens that Master Xing Luo is also an expert at slaying dragons. Go is divided into nine levels, and Master Xing Luo's mid-game strength is thirteen levels.]

[This is very similar to the previous Blue Luck, Mid-Game Killer, but it is even more powerful. ]

So which one should I choose?

Chu Wujiang looked at the three blue fortunes and hesitated.

These reinforcement directions are all very good.

So he controlled the Monkey King and asked:

"Master Xing Luo, what do you think Go is now?"

"How can we get closer to the hand of God?"

Master Xing Luo suddenly fell silent, and after a long while he replied:
"Both Taoism and Buddhism pay attention to disasters, and Go is a disaster."

"Big disasters contain small disasters. Whoever can see through all the disasters on the chessboard may be able to reach the realm of a god's hand."

“It’s just difficult.”

Chu Wujiang suddenly thought of the artificial intelligence in his previous life.

When your computing power far exceeds that of humans, errors will be greatly reduced and all disasters will be under control.

In fact, in terms of local calculations, human chess players are no less capable than artificial intelligence in many calculations, and sometimes they can even make brilliant moves that artificial intelligence has not thought of.

But in the overall competition, human chess players were defeated.

Chu Wujiang thought about this and said silently in his heart:
[Book of Heaven, choose the second robbery master for me. ]

Along with this command, the chess luck in Chu Wujiang's body emitted a blue light.

The puppet he controlled, the Monkey King, suddenly had a new insight into the practice chess game with Master Xing Luo, and dropped a chess piece.

Master Xing Luo couldn't help but open his eyes wide and exclaimed:

"My lord, your chess skills have improved so much that I have never seen such an improvement in my life."

"With just this one move, you can reach super first-rate level."

Chu Wujiang controlled the Monkey King and smiled faintly:

"It's just an occasional thing."

Master Xing Luo shook his head and said:
"For more than two months, the king played dozens of chess games at the same time every day, divided them into dozens of parts to study and master the art of chess."

"At this rate, I'm afraid that in a few months, I won't be able to teach the king anymore."

Chu Wujiang went from a Go novice to a ninth-dan master in just a few months, at an incredibly fast speed.

Because his hardware conditions are so good.

This is like a person who has Ramanujan's mathematical talent. Learning mathematics for compulsory education would be like cutting melons and vegetables, without any difficulty.

Chu Wujiang possesses [One Mind, One Hundred Uses] and [A Mind with Seven Apertures], and could play dozens of games of Go in one breath.

As long as Master Xing Luo is willing to teach, Chu Wujiang can study non-stop for 24 hours.

Not to mention that he was blessed with top-notch Go talent from the beginning, and his luck in Go improved, so he completed the transformation in an instant.

Chu Wujiang was not too pleased with himself, but asked:

"Master, if I play chess with someone who can predict the future, can I win?"

Master Xing Luo hesitated and said:
"That's hard."

"As long as it can predict every move you make, it can find the optimal solution and defeat you."

"If you want to beat such an opponent, you have to consider more moves than a prophet can foresee and minimize mistakes."

"At this time, we can pray for the blessing of the God of Go."

The opponent that Chu Wujiang wants to defeat is not a Go master, but Mr. Shenmo who possesses the talent of [Prophet].

It is far from enough to rely solely on top-notch strength.

Because the other party can cheat.

Chu Wujiang was not panicked, because he still had the [Black and White Universe Plate] in his hand, which had a total of 400 points of purple luck on it.

According to Chu Wujiang's style, these 400 points of purple chess luck would be invested entirely to condense new talents.

But this time, he left 150 points of purple chess luck in case of emergency.

Chu Wujiang used the Water of Misfortune to completely cut off the chess luck, sealed a part of it in his body, and ordered the other part to be absorbed:
[Book of Heaven, promote me to a master of robbery. ]

Because Chu Wujiang wanted to keep this good fortune, in exchange for a moment of luck in chess when fighting with Mr. Shenmo, to shatter the opponent's predictive ability!
Upon hearing this, Tianshu absorbed the remaining 250 points of purple chess luck, condensed it into a purple seed, and shot it towards the blue stars.

There was a boom.

Chu Wujiang saw the familiar purple light again. These lights were like chess pieces falling down and landing on the chessboard beside him.

The first option slowly emerged from the Heavenly Book:

[Chess Fraud (Purple)]: [The victory or defeat of a chess game is not only on the board, but also outside the board. One is good at using tricks to confuse the opponent. The moves outside the board are often invisible and difficult to be sensed, causing the opponent to lose without knowing it. This is called chess fraud.]

Chu Wujiang's face darkened.

He suddenly remembered a famous saying he had heard when he was a child.

“Winning or losing is not always on the chessboard. You can defeat your opponent outside the chessboard.”

As long as he has this ability, Chu Wujiang will not be afraid of the blockade of [Watching Chess Without Saying] and can directly connect to [Master Xingluo].

He can cheat without anyone noticing.

Of course, this ability also includes using the secret arts of the soul to attack opponents.

If I can't beat you, I'll beat you to death.

[It seems to suit me very well. ]

Chu Wujiang couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of the glorious record of Liu Qi, the chess master of the Han Dynasty, who used the chessboard to smash his opponent to death when he couldn't beat his opponent.

However, he did not choose on the spot, but looked at the second option -

[Chess Maniac (Purple)]: [Being obsessed with chess, with no distractions, facing the chessboard, and investing unlimited enthusiasm, the longer you immerse yourself, the stronger you become, and you are expected to reach the top and gain the favor of the chess world. However, once your mind is lost, your chess skills will also fluctuate, and you are a chess maniac. ]

This skill is somewhat similar to that of a chess demon, who constantly defeats his opponents, plunders chess talents, and eventually becomes the best in the world.

But chess fans devote enormous energy and immerse themselves in the world of Go. The more they immerse themselves, the stronger they become.

[Could it be that Master Xing Luo is a chess fanatic? Otherwise, why would he give up wealth and glory just to pursue the highest realm?]

[Unfortunately, this luck is not suitable for me. 】

Chu Wujiang sighed in his heart.

He considered himself not a chess fanatic and had more things to do.

So Chu Wujiang looked at the last option.

【Chess Character (Purple)】: 【The style of playing chess is dignified, the demeanor is dignified, and the calmness and wisdom revealed during the game become a model in the chess world, leading chess fans to follow, and gaining the favor of the chess world. This is chess character.】

Go has been an aristocratic sport since its birth.

Even if it is developed as a competition now, they will not allow cheating to allow the cheater to win.

It's not because the nobles value morality, but because Go is regarded as an elegant sacrificial ritual.

Therefore, the requirements for etiquette norms are extremely strict.

This is like the imperial examination system. If the number one scholar does not look good enough for the audience, he will not be selected as the number one scholar. Cheating and other behaviors are even more unacceptable.

So when Chu Wujiang saw the chess player, his eyes lit up.

[If this luck reaches its peak, it is expected to gain favor from the chess world. 】

As the saying goes, elegance never goes out of style.

A person with good chess character may not necessarily win, but he or she will definitely be the most graceful.

Chu Wujiang took into consideration the favor of chess and instantly gave up the first option. As for the negative effects of chess obsession itself, Chu Wujiang didn't want to choose it either.

[Tianshu, choose the third option for me.]

Following Chu Wujiang's order, the blue stars completely turned purple.

At this moment, [Respectfully Asking Ghosts and Gods] and [Chess Quality] in Chu Wujiang's body resonated with each other, as if he could communicate with the real God of Go.

Thump, thump!
Chu Wujiang's heart suddenly beat faster, and the Fengya Pavilion in the Duke of Liguo's Mansion suddenly shook twice, and the huge chess luck was trembling.

It turned out to be the case.

The God of Go has not yet been truly born.

Chu Wujiang sensed the power contained in Fengya Pavilion. That kind of luck was not ordinary orange luck, but the luck that Duke Liguo used to brew ghosts and gods.

Although Master Xing Luo became a chess master, he transformed himself into a ghost.

But he is a living person who does not want to be a Go god, but a seeker of truth.

The most important thing for those who seek the truth is not to obtain it, but to understand and realize it.

Under the resonance of destiny, Chu Wujiang saw one chess game after another.

This is the chess record left behind by Go masters of all generations with great effort.

Their joy and sorrow have all turned into the accumulation of human civilization and the fortune of chess, and the chess itself is self-deducing.

When the time comes, the power and luck accumulated in the way of Go can continuously deduce Go itself and reach the state of calculating all the moves, then the God of Go will come.

call!
A look of joy appeared on Chu Wujiang's face.

He has acquired the abilities of [Asking Questions from Ghosts and Gods] and [Chess Character]. Even when playing against the world's top chess players, he has the confidence to defeat his opponents without relying on any tricks outside the board.

……

Duke Liguo's Mansion, back garden
Duke Liguo looked towards Fengya Pavilion, felt it shaking, and could not help but whispered:
"The Champion Marquis is indeed a blessed man."

"As soon as he came to visit the Duke's Mansion, the Fengya Pavilion began to shake, causing the ground veins to gather energy."

"If the God of Go is born, even if he is just a small god, he can help me complete my plan."

Duke Li Guo couldn't help but close his eyes and fell into deep thought.

……

Prime Minister's Mansion, Dungeon
Fang Fusheng returned to a familiar place. He was usually locked up in a dungeon and would always yell and scream.

This time he seemed surprisingly calm.

"Demon Lord, is the Champion Marquis targeting me?"

"He's always being mean to me."

Just now, Fang Xiaoran sent a special message, asking him to stay in the dungeon for a few days and wait for Chu Wujiang to come over to inspect the sky prison before making a decision.

The Demon Lord was hiding in Fang Fusheng's heart, and he smiled:
"You're not stupid."

"When you killed someone in the Heavenly Prison, I felt someone was doing divination and gave him a small counterattack."

"In the end, Champion Hou defeated my plans one by one. He is truly a hero of the time."

The Demon Lord couldn't help but praise him.

Although the Demon Palace was severely damaged by Chu Wujiang and all the elders died in the battle.

But the Demon Lord didn't seem to care.

After all, what does the Demon Palace cultivated by the Demon Lord have to do with him, the Demon Lord?
Fang Fusheng couldn't help but shout:

"What kind of hero is he? He only bullies the weak!"

"Did he see me beheading the dead prisoner?"

"Chu Wujiang is such a bastard, he's meddling in too many matters."

The Demon Lord smiled and nodded:
"You are absolutely right."

"He must have noticed that you were practicing magic, but he just didn't make it public."

"Don't worry. With the concealment ability of the Demonic Parasite Technique, it will be very difficult for the court to find out the truth."

Fang Fusheng's heart twitched.

He finally absorbed the essence of some death row prisoners in the Sky Prison, improved his qualifications, rebuilt his body, tempered his primordial spirit, and was reborn.

Finally, Chu Wujiang came.

Fang Fusheng gritted his teeth and said:

"Beast, did I provoke him?"

The Demon Lord said unceremoniously:

"From the moment you accepted the devil's heart, you were destined to be enemies with certain people."

"Do you still expect to live in peace?"

"Stop dreaming."

The Demon Lord always spoke rudely and didn't take Fang Fusheng seriously.

If you want to practice, practice. If you don’t want to practice, get out.

It is precisely because of this that Fang Fusheng believes that the Demon Lord will not harm him for the time being.

He quickly shouted:
"Master Demon, you have to help me!"

"Otherwise if I fail, there will be no benefit to you!"

Fang Fusheng felt a little chilly when he thought of Chu Wujiang watching outside.

The Demon Lord nodded and said:
"Don't worry, I will certainly help you."

"There is good news and there is bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

This demon lord with a mysterious origin actually has some sense of humor.

Fang Fusheng asked:
"What good news?"

The Demon Lord said slowly:
"Duke Liguo has spent a lot of effort and is about to master the art of chess. The six hundred years of hard work will soon pay off."

"When a ghost god attains enlightenment, it is also its weakest moment, and can even be captured by mortals."

"And the 'Demon Seed Parasitic Art' that you practiced can devour flesh and blood, devour vital energy, and even devour life."

"If you devour the chess ghost, you can truly be reborn, gain supreme chess luck, and truly change your fate."

"Look, isn't this a good opportunity?"

Fang Fusheng immediately cursed:
"Demon Lord, are you kidding me?"

"Duke Li has been cultivating the art of chess for many years, so the Duke's Mansion must be heavily guarded."

"Don't be fooled by the fact that Duke Liguo looks very old. He is probably just pretending."

"As long as Xiping Hou makes any move, Liguo Duke will uproot him!"

Fang Fusheng may be a playboy, but his father is the prime minister of the dynasty. He knows more about the dynamics of various forces than ordinary people.

Five of the six dukes have passed away, leaving only Duke Li still alive.

No matter how old he looks, no one will do anything to him as long as he is still alive.

The Three Tribulations Spirit is the world's top combat force.

Who knows if it's not to lure the snake out of its hole?

The Demon Lord smiled and said:
"As expected of the son of the Prime Minister, he still has some brains."

Fang Fusheng gritted his teeth and said:

"you!"

The Demon Lord said to himself:

"But don't you have a childhood sweetheart named Liu Xinqi?"

"You can borrow her power to sneak into the Duke's Mansion, and then devour all the ghosts and gods."

"This is a good deal for you." Fang Fusheng trembled twice when he heard this.

It was not for anything else, but because the other party seemed to know him inside and out, like an invisible big hand, pushing him forward from behind.

However, he had no choice but to ask in a low voice:
"What about the bad news?"

The Demon Lord smiled and said:
"Although this God of Go is a minor god, you need to be at least at the Yuan Dan realm to devour it."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up now."

"By the way, Champion Hou is very good at Go, maybe he can accept this adventure."

"what a shame."

A small God of Go is really not taken seriously by the Demon Lord. If he dares to sneak into the Prime Minister's Mansion of the Empire, there must be a shocking conspiracy.

Fang Fusheng said coldly:

"You don't need to use this provocation method, I know what to do!"

A smile appeared on the Demon Lord's face.

Now that the family has him held in a dungeon, how can he become stronger?
Fang Fusheng ended the communication through the secret technique, stood up suddenly, walked to the door of the dungeon and shouted:
"Let me out."

"immediately!"

The strong man at the door was shocked when he heard this and quickly explained:
"Master, you absolutely cannot do that."

"The eldest master has given instructions that the young master is not allowed to leave the dungeon without his order."

A trace of anger appeared on Fang Fusheng's face, and he cursed:

"What's your name? What do you do?"

"I told you to open the door, why don't you open it?"

The iron tower man felt a chill in his heart and said quickly:

"My name is Fang Feihu, and I was sent by the eldest son to protect the young master three years ago."

Fang Fusheng cursed:

"So do you listen to Fang Xiaoran or me?"

Of course, I will listen to the eldest son.

It’s not like the guards of the prime minister’s residence can’t tell the difference between the big and small princes.

Fang Feihu said quickly:
"I will listen to you, young master."

Fang Fusheng shouted:
"Then open the door."

Fang Feihu naturally couldn't let him do that, so he quickly signaled others to go and tell others to call Elder Feng, while he smiled and said:

"Master, you must not open the door."

"The eldest master has already said that if there is anything, let Elder Feng make the decision..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a flash of silver light.

A sharp sword pierced his chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Fang Fusheng held the sword in his hand and said coldly:
"A slave who betrays his master will not die a good death!"

"Since you don't obey my orders, go to hell."

"damn thing!"

Fang Feihu looked at his chest in disbelief.

He had mastered the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover and was just one step away from achieving Yuandan, but he was so vulnerable in front of the magical weapons.

After all, the sword in Fang Fusheng's hand is a top-grade weapon [Killing Sword].

In addition to its sharpness and armor-piercing properties, this precious weapon can also destroy the enemy's soul after killing him to prevent resentment from arising.

Originally, Fang Fusheng didn't have much ability, so his family would not give him such a treasure. Fortunately, he had a good aunt who recently gave it to him for self-defense.

Now it’s open.

"Young Master..."

The strong man suddenly fell to the ground, suffocated and died with his eyes open.

Fang Fusheng shouted:

"Why don't you open the door quickly."

The other guards were frightened and hurried to open the cell door. Fang Fusheng's real protector, Old Feng, was playing cards and rushed over. He was shocked and said:

"Sir, what's going on?"

Fang Fusheng said coldly:

"Brother didn't allow me to go out, but he didn't say I was not allowed to open the door."

"I asked this servant to open the door, but he pretended to obey and disobeyed my orders. Can I still count on him to protect me in the future?"

"It's better to kill them all!"

If you want to add a crime, there is nothing wrong with it.

The other guards gritted their teeth, feeling inexplicably sad and angry, as well as a hint of fear.

It's just that they don't dare to express it.

Old Feng thought to himself that something was wrong, wondering what had happened to the young master. He quickly shouted:

"Fang Feihu must have done something wrong. You guys should step back first."

"The old man and the young master will investigate it together."

The guards quickly responded:

"Yes, Lord Feng."

Mr. Feng ordered everyone to retreat and sighed:

"Master, why are you doing this?"

"As long as Fang Feihu is rewarded with a Jade Liquid Spirit Pill, he can advance to the Yuan Dan stage. He has the talent of [Bold Ribs and Twisted Tendons], and will be a great help to the young master in the future."

There was a hint of sickly blush on Fang Fusheng's face, he felt both pain and happiness.

After killing someone, the "Demon Seed Parasite Technique" can quietly implant a demon seed to absorb the opponent's life essence and prevent the corpse from withering quickly, otherwise Fang Fusheng would not dare to do it directly.

Fang Fusheng endured the pain of the technique and said coldly:

"The last time I was slapped by Champion Hou, what role did they play?"

"A dog would be more useful than them."

"He's just a servant anyway, so I can just kill him."

Fang Fusheng is not stupid, he just doesn't treat his servants as human beings.

For ordinary warriors to break through the Yuandan realm, they must either hone their skills or take the Yuye Lingdan.

After Fang Fusheng practiced the "Demon Seed Parasite Art", he could no longer use it and could only kill people.

If you can't kill the prisoners, then the same goes for these useless guards.

Mr. Feng said hurriedly:

"Master, Fang Feihu is a servant, not a slave."

"Even if they are family slaves, you cannot beat or kill them at will."

"Some masters treated their slaves harshly. Their food was poisoned, they spit on their slaves, and when they were sleeping at night, they would sneak into their master's room and strangle them to death."

"As for those who were mistreated and tipped off the enemy, there were many such cases."

Fang Fusheng was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but blurt out:

"Aren't these slaves afraid of having their entire clans executed?"

Mr. Feng just felt tired.

If these children of the rich and powerful do not understand the thinking of the common people at the bottom and even mistreat their guards, then they don't know how to write the word death.

Just like a hero like Zhang Fei, he had his head chopped off just because he didn't sympathize with his soldiers.

The original intention of the tipping culture was to make the waiters feel better and happy to see the guests, rather than spitting in the food so that the guests could enjoy their meal.

A warrior like Mr. Feng who had climbed up from the bottom was deeply touched. He said hurriedly:

"Master, people don't fear death, so why do you scare them with death?"

Fang Fusheng is a typical spoiled dandy who is always mean and ungrateful.

Noble families and top sects have always established rules to treat domestic slaves, maids, and servants well.

This is not because the gentlemen are kind-hearted, but because there are too many bloody examples that force them to be kind-hearted.

Fang Fusheng is not stupid, he is just bad.

He realized that Mr. Feng was right, so he added:
"Mr. Feng is right. These servants are indeed villains. We must be on guard against them."

"Let's say Fang Feihu colluded with the Demon Palace and plotted something bad, but was killed by me."

"Anyway, recently the Champion Marquis was assassinated, and the entire Tianjing is trying to capture the disciples of the Demon Palace. If we spread the news, we're not afraid of people getting suspicious."

"As for the other guards, transfer them all away, move them far away, send them to the prison state, and never see them again."

Mr. Feng breathed a sigh of relief, at least the young master was not a fool.

For the nobles, it is important to treat the people around you well.

If you like to treat people around you harshly, remember to punish them and then send them away.

If you like to treat people around you harshly and want them to stay around, then remember to kill them off regularly to prevent them from seeking revenge.

Even so, there were times when the emperor treated his attendants harshly, as Emperor Muzong of Liao did, killing a group of them every month, which eventually led to the attendants taking the initiative.

So the emperor died.

Only then did Mr. Feng feel relieved and said:
"Yes, Master."

"I will send them away immediately."

When Fang Fusheng saw that Old Feng had finally left, he rolled on the ground, screaming and absorbing Fang Feihu's life essence.

The next moment, his body was tempered again and successfully condensed the Yuan Dan.

The Demon Lord showed a kind smile:
"Ruzi can be taught."

This is really getting more and more interesting.

……

Fang Family, Stables

Fang Tianlang was feeding the Prime Minister's Ferghana horse, mixing a large amount of eggs and meat together, and said with a smile:

"Master, eat quickly."

"I got you something good this time."

"These are eggs laid by black chickens, and they have a lot of ginseng added to them. They taste really good."

The Arabian horse neighed and began to chew today's dinner. Fang Tianlang was thinking about when his elder brother would come back, so he cooked a full table of food.

"My eldest brother is about to be promoted to Yuan Dan, and life at home will become better."

"I really want to thank the masters, especially the eldest master for promoting my brother and choosing him to be the young master's bodyguard."

Just when Fang Tianlang was feeling happy, Fang Feihu's friend, Fang Fusheng's bodyguard Fang Baisheng came running over:

"Tianlang, go away, don't stay here."

"We'll report you missing."

Fang Tianlang asked in confusion:

"Brother Yum, what's wrong?"

Fang Baisheng's eyes turned red with anxiety, and he said quickly:
"There's no time to explain. I'll ask my second sister to take you out of the house. Don't come back after you leave."

"Come on!"

If Fang Feihu has a sturdy build with strong ribs and muscles, then Fang Tianlang looks thin and weak.

So while his elder brother worked as a bodyguard, he made a living by raising horses, which was considered a lucrative job.

Fang Tianlang was almost pushed out of the house by Fang Baisheng. When he was outside the house, he heard Fang Baisheng's sister Fang Hui tell him the whole story, and he felt like he was struck by lightning.

He asked in disbelief:

"Brother is dead?"

"My eldest brother is a genius. He is only 25 years old, but he has already reached the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover. He is about to break through to the Yuandan realm. He has a bright future."

"Master, how could you possibly do this?"

Fang Baisheng's sister Fang Hui whispered:
"Tianlang, listen to your sister and don't worry about these things."

"We serve the eldest master, the second young lady, the third young master, and the fourth young lady. If they really want our lives, can we still resist?"

"Take this money, hide your identity and live a good life."

"The young master can't think of a nobody like you."

Fang Tianlang's eyes turned bloodshot. He picked up the knife at his waist and stabbed it into his hand.

Fang Hui exclaimed:
"Tianlang, what are you doing?"

Fang Tianlang let his palm bleed and gritted his teeth and said:

"The hatred for killing my brother is irreconcilable!"

"If Tianlang doesn't avenge this, I will not be a human being!"

"From now on, my surname is no longer Fang, but Huang!"

Their original surname was Huang, and they were not servants of the prime minister's mansion. Instead, they were from an ordinary martial arts school in Tianjing. Later, the Huang family met with a disaster, and only Huang Feihu and Huang Tianlang were left, and they ended up in an orphanage.

Unexpectedly, Huang Feihu had good talent and was chosen by Fang Xiaoran. He entered the Fang Mansion and changed his surname. They have been grateful for this until today.

Fang Hui quickly advised:

"Tianlang, are you crazy?"

"What kind of revenge is this!"

"You don't have much talent in martial arts, and you're thin. The young master took a fancy to you for raising horses."

Huang Tianlang knelt on the ground and whispered:
"Please give me some advice, Sister Fang."

Seeing this, Fang Hui couldn't help but sigh:

"We are all miserable people. I will not participate in your revenge."

"But if you want revenge, you must first survive, practice martial arts, and become stronger."

"Then the best place for you is Bigeng Hall."

Huang Tianlang asked in confusion:

"Bigengtang?"

Fang Hui whispered:
"There is a loyal elder there. We call him Master Ba. Master Ba is a capable cadre of Fengyu Tower. Perhaps he can introduce some ways out for you."

"We are insignificant and have little influence. Don't expect to find someone big to help you."

Huang Tianlang said resolutely
"Thank you for your guidance, Sister Fang. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely make a grass ring to repay your kindness."

……

Tianjing, Bigeng Hall
Ba Cheng has been having a good time recently. Although there was a man in black who did not abide by the ethics of martial arts and secretly came to buy the genuine "Tao Te Ching", his business is getting bigger and bigger, and his martial arts progress is also very good.

He took a Jade Liquid Elixir given by Fengyu Tower and successfully advanced to the Yuandan Realm.

Although the Yuandan realm is no better than a dog in Tianjing, the elixirs he has piled up are even more insignificant. For example, Fang Feihu can beat four or five of him.

But Ba Cheng was still very satisfied, and the wrinkles on his face looked a lot younger.

Look, someone delivered something to your door again today.

Ba Cheng said in a deep voice:
"As long as you answer me why you want to come to me, I will help you."

Ba Cheng's eyes looked particularly sincere.

Huang Tianlang couldn't hold back and started crying.

Oops!

This is truly remarkable.

Ba Cheng quickly comforted him:
"I value heroes the most. You stay here and I will make arrangements for you."

Huang Tianlang quickly thanked:

"Thank you, Master Ba!"

Ba Cheng smiled and said:

"You're welcome."

The various forces in the martial arts world like this kind of death warrior who has no ties and a deep blood feud the most.

Whether it is sold to the Prime Minister's Mansion or given to Lord Longcheng, it is a rare gift.

When pie falls from the sky, you can’t stop it.

……

Tianjing, Taoranju
Chu Wujiang picked up the letter in his hand, which was sent secretly by Ba Cheng.

He opened it and looked surprised.

"This Fang Fusheng is indeed a dandy boy who dares to kill even his own guards."

"Your excuse is so lame. You really don't treat the guards as human beings."

"It's a pity that I have no intention of falling out with the Prime Minister for the time being."

"Yun Shang, give Ba Cheng a letter and enclose a silver note for 10,000 taels. I will pay for this man's expenses."

"Let him train well, but he can't have anything to do with the Chu Mansion."

Some death warriors can play an important role when necessary.

The nobles always like to keep them, and this is also the hiding place for traitors and fugitives.

In the past, Emperor Guangwu, Liu Xiu, had a family that gathered many fugitives and made them into retainers and assassins, who were more useful than ordinary retainers.

Yun Shang quickly replied:

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

Chu Wujiang is already very familiar with the games of the nobles, so he naturally has all kinds of retainers who can play a key role when necessary.

The Prime Minister's Mansion issued a notice that a servant had escaped from the mansion and was suspected of colluding with the Demon Palace.

(End of this chapter)