Chapter 198: 36 Magical Skills It was the end of the sixth lunar month, and three weeks had passed since the thirty-six thieves were hunted down by the for Song Mian and Xu Xin who survived and were imprisoned, there were still 11 people on the run. That afternoon, the sky was clear. In front of Cheng Zhen, who was sitting idly on the fourth floor of the Sutra Library, were letters, all of which were information sent from Wanxiang Hall. They fulfilled the agreement made two years ago, and the sect's most important treasure, the 'Universal Pool', was completed more than half a month earlier than they had previously estimated. Ji Yuqian, the master of Wanxiang Hall, used the power of Wanxiang Pool to predict the last hexagram of his life. However, due to the huge cause and effect involved and the two completely different destinies, he chose Wu Gensheng over Li Muxuan. Cheng Zhen lowered his eyes and read the contents of a letter word by word. The handwriting was messy and weak, and it should have been written by the person himself before his death. "Master Jiang, I have never forgotten the promise I made to you for the past two years. If it weren't for your help, I would never have the chance to take revenge in my lifetime." "I wanted to calculate the trajectory of the demon and the evil child for you, but my current condition is very bad and I can't do it." "Recently, I heard that there was unrest in the martial arts world. Thirty-five people swore brotherhood with the devil. In addition to those who were captured and executed, some of them escaped." "It just so happens that they are on the same fate branch as Wu Gensheng, and their fates are not bad. After I have locked onto a certain location where Wu Gensheng will appear at some point in the future, I will also help you locate the whereabouts of two of them." "Among the four letters I wrote, one contains the trace of Wu Gensheng. The secret is too important and must not be opened in advance. It must be opened after the middle of the seventh lunar month to minimize the impact and ensure that the future will not be distorted by any external factors and cause deviation."

"The other two letters, concerning the whereabouts of Wulou Vajra Douhong and Fujiyama Fangying, can be opened at any time;" "I am ashamed. My life has come to an end. When you read this letter, I will be buried deep in the ground." "When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. If we meet again in the future, you don't have to come to my grave to pay your respects in person. I'm not there. If you want to, no matter where you are, just say a few words in your heart and offer a cup of tea." "This is dedicated to my benefactor - Ji Yuqian." After reading it, Cheng Zhen felt a little sorry for the departure of his senior, even though it was a mutually beneficial deal. The two uncles have not yet come out of retreat. Since they have received the letter, they should reply as soon as possible. In particular, the first batch of funds for rebuilding the sect came from the gift of Wanxiang Hall. The relationship between Trinity Sect and Wanxiang Hall was like half friend and half employer. Taking various reasons into consideration, Cheng Zhen immediately picked up his pen and wrote a letter. While expressing his gratitude to Wanxiangtang, he also specifically told them that if they encountered difficulties in the future, Trinity would be willing to help them. Soon, Weir was summoned again, and Cheng Zhen handed him three letters stating the requirements. "Please go down the mountain again and deliver the letter, then kill the other two." "Oh?" Weier took it readily and opened two of them immediately. He found out the whereabouts of Dou Hong and Fang Ying, frowned slightly, and said subconsciously: "These two ran far enough, one went north, and the other went out to sea." "How long will it take?" Cheng Zhen asked with a chuckle. He never doubted the strength of this protector, and he knew that he was definitely capable of dealing with Fang Ying and Dou Hong. "Two weeks." "Just go." After a brief exchange, Will turned into gray mist and escaped. Cheng Zhen looked at the letter about Wu Gensheng's whereabouts, took out the transparent cube and put it away. “Mid-July.”

"I hope that by then, Master Uncle will be able to come out of seclusion smoothly." Cheng Zhen stood up and walked to the window, looking at the back mountain. Hundreds of miles of green mountains came into view. He vaguely felt that the head master would come out first, and as for uncle Si Chong, he might come out later. He stood there for a long time, in silence, then turned and went downstairs to the training ground to check on the training progress of other fellow disciples. Early July of the lunar calendar. In Sichuan, there is a deserted temple deep in the mountains. It is the place where Wu Gensheng and Li Muxuan fled in the past. It is a deserted place with no one living here, but today, one embarrassed figure after another arrives here. The time agreed upon when we swore brotherhood was postponed by half a month. At dusk, only nine of the thirty-six sworn brothers were present. The sky gradually darkened, the temperature in the mountains dropped sharply, and the bonfire in the temple began to roar. Wu Gensheng, with disheveled hair and dirty face, sat cross-legged in front of the broken Buddha statue. His usually calm eyes were now filled with helplessness. He glanced at the eight people sitting in various places in the ruins. Some were injured, some were exhausted, and some looked sad. "Come here, everyone." "Sit closer and wait until midnight. If no one comes, we'll start." Everyone was in a heavy mood, looking at the fourth brother, not knowing what to say for a moment. At this point in time, he was the oldest. After Duanmu Ying treated Ma Ben's wound, she supported him as he walked along. Zhang Huaiyi, Feng Tianyang, Gu Jiting and others also came over. They sat on the ground, the warm campfire illuminating their complicated faces. Having come to this point, they all felt regret in their hearts, but they didn't know how to express it, and there was no turning back. Time passed minute by minute, and when it was close to midnight, Wu Gensheng sighed dejectedly. The words he said next were about the safety of life, which made everyone's face change drastically. "Everyone, there is a traitor among us." After he said this, the eight people became alert, looked at each other, and began to doubt each other. Zhang Huaiyi, who was standing next to Wu Gensheng, felt a sense of danger for no reason. The clothes on his back were inadvertently wet with cold sweat. The strong intuition made him restless for a moment. "Who is it? How could they treat brotherhood as a joke and harm their brothers?" "Fourth brother, do you have any clue? We must find this bastard and kill him, otherwise the other brothers will have died in vain." "Humph! Sooner or later, he will exterminate my descendants." "When we swore brotherhood, there were only 36 of us in the valley. Could it be that there were traitors among those who died? They were lurking here from the beginning. People like Xu Xin and Dong Chang from the Tang Sect might have leaked the news in exchange for greater benefits, forcing us into a corner." Listening to the noisy arguments of the eight people, Wu Gensheng interrupted their suspicions and rejected them: "It can't be my Seventh Brother and my Thirty-Third Brother. I know what kind of people they are. If they want to do something, they should do it openly. There's no need to hide it." "Alas, I didn't know people well, and I have caused trouble for you all." Wu Gensheng sincerely repented. He faced everyone, kowtowed solemnly and apologized. "Fourth brother! No, get up quickly, this is not your fault." "Yes, Fourth Brother." Wu Gensheng ignored it and continued, "I no longer have the heart to pursue who did this."

"Zhang Huaiyi." "?!" The big-eared thief was almost scared to death when he heard this, just when he was about to explain. "Duanmu Ying." "Ma Ben is here." "Zheng Zibu." "Feng Tianyang." "Zhou Sheng." "Ruan Feng." "Gujiting." Wu Gensheng read out the names of the eight people in one breath, and murmured with a painful expression: "You are all my brothers. I have been friends with you sincerely. I cannot tell who is a traitor, nor can I harbor resentment and doubt each of you." "The most fundamental reason is that I don't have much time left. My life is coming to an end." "Besides, I have to go to southern Xinjiang. If I go there, I will never come back, and I will not be able to deal with this matter." "As for the opportunity I promised you, I will do it." "I just hope that everyone here, if you have the chance in the future, will find out the hidden traitor and kill him to sacrifice to the souls of all the brothers and sisters in heaven." Hearing this, Duanmu Ying asked in panic: "Fourth brother, what about you, what are you going to do?" "We agreed to go to Southern Xinjiang together to help you retrieve your niece's body. We can't just let you go alone!!" "Fourth brother, don't say such discouraging words. Sister Ying is here, she will definitely be able to cure you." Ruan Feng said anxiously. "A gentleman's promise is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold." "Fourth brother, we will never abandon you. We will go together." Listening to the men's resolute words, Wu Gensheng felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but he had to refuse because he was worried about their safety. "It's too late. You have no idea what kind of monster you are facing." "That guy from the Trinity Sect, isn't he powerful? He has reached the level of triple rebirth, and he killed me so hard that I had to flee everywhere. His entire Quan Xing was destroyed by him." "However, even if it was him, he fought with that monster in Southern Xinjiang and has not appeared since then. He might have been seriously injured. As for the ascension rumored in the martial arts world, it is more likely that he has fallen. I can't tell the specific situation." "what on earth is it?" Everyone was horrified. They never thought that even the best man in the continent would sometimes be defeated. "I don't know if there are any people in the world who have become immortals;" Wu Gensheng said sadly: "But the monster that took over my daughter's body was worshipped as an ancestor by a certain tribe in Southern Xinjiang. It has lived for more than a thousand years and is so powerful that it makes me despair." "According to the original plan, if we can understand the opportunity and gather the strength of the thirty-six of us, we will have a chance of success."

"But now you are the only ones left. If you go with me, you will just die." "How much more? A thousand years?!" Zhang Huaiyi's face was filled with astonishment. How terrifying could a monster that had cultivated for a thousand years be? He was probably no worse than the ancestors of various sects who claimed to have ascended to heaven, or even stronger. "Fourth brother, is this... true? There is such a monster in the world? Is it a human or an elf?!" Feng Tianyang asked curiously. “I used to be a human.” When Wu Gensheng was answering their confused questions, Feng Ying's figure vaguely appeared before his eyes. "My daughter has the same blood as it, this is true, otherwise she wouldn't have been targeted by it." "As a father, I have been cowardly and powerless. Now that I am about to die, I don't want to have any regrets. Even if I have to be torn to pieces, I will go back to southern Xinjiang to find it. Whether it lives or dies is another matter." "As for you, there is no need to go, and I will never allow you to go with me." (End of this chapter)