Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

No, you can't do this. Pan Bowen gradually regained his senses.

He knew that would be his own destruction.

Someone was checking your identity, but you were killed in a few days?

Not to mention how difficult the assassination is, if something happens, it will be impossible to remove one's suspicion. Once suspected, everything will be lost.

However, I carefully planned this time to mislead Sa Tianshi about his arrangements. He has probably received the attention of the senior officials of the Hidden Immortal Society and may receive special care.
Do not!
Pan Bowen almost wanted to slap himself.

Since people are paying attention, you have to be more careful, because any abnormality will be infinitely magnified!

He is simply walking on thin ice now!
"call--"

Pan Bowen controlled his nasal cavity and took deep breaths, quickly calming down his emotions.

Killing Zhang Yue is definitely the stupidest choice and the last resort.

He has done everything he can and has dealt with everything he needs to deal with. Now, he can only wait and see what happens.

That Zhang Yue looks like a salted fish waiting to die, he shouldn't mind his own business, right?

Pan Bowen habitually comforted himself in his heart, and soon devoted himself to the immersive performance.

outside the ward.

Zhang Yue in the corridor was almost at the gate. At this time, Xu was lip-syncing and humming a little tune in his heart, happily thinking about how to spend the weekend.

"Hello, instructor!"

"Hello, instructor!".
"Huh?" Zhang Yue slowed down and was attracted by a strong figure like an iron tower at the door.

This figure was walking against the light. He clearly looked like a wounded person with one hand hanging around his neck, but his tough and fierce temperament made people ignore this fact.

"Hello, instructor!" Zhang Yue couldn't help but stand up straight, opened his eyes and said hello seriously.

Facing a high-level leader like Xu Guifeng, who was from the strategy department, even if he was not his direct boss, Zhang Yue could not feel any sign of neglect.

"Yes." Xu Guifeng nodded, but stopped in front of Zhang Yue and looked at him condescendingly.

"Ah?" This made Zhang Yue, who was praying for Xu Guifeng to come over quickly, a little confused.
"Are you in trouble?"

"Are you the one taking care of the newcomer?" Xu Guifeng spoke in a low voice, but his tone was quite gentle.

It also made Zhang Yue come back to his senses: "Yes, you are looking for me. Oh, are you looking for Pan Bowen for something?"

"It's nothing, I just want to understand." Xu Guifeng took two steps to the side and leaned against the wall.

"According to the procedure, his identity review should be completed, right?"

"Yes." Zhang Yue followed him as if reporting work.

Xu Guifeng asked many questions one after another, mainly related to Pan Bowen's information, as well as Zhang Yue's impression and evaluation of Pan Bowen during this month of getting along.

"Bowen has that kind of temper. I don't care too much. It's good to be polite." Zhang Yue was already in the mood and answered fluently.

"I'm quite optimistic about him. I feel like he should be able to adapt to life here quickly."

After finishing speaking, Xu Guifeng thought quietly, but Zhang Yue was surprised in his heart.

I've heard that there's someone behind that kid, is it true?

Who is Xu Guifeng? He actually personally questioned an unknown person!
Yes!

Zhang Yue suddenly remembered that when Pan Bowen had an accident before, he was riding in the same car as Xu Guifeng.

That kid is so secretive. It seems that if anything happens in the future, it will be easier to get close to him.
"Is there anything special?" Xu Guifeng continued.

"A special place? What do you mean?" Zhang Yue was a little confused.

"You can tell me anything that's strange, something worth noting, something that might be problematic, anything that you feel is wrong in your gut." Xu Guifeng explained lightly.

"Well, it seems, no." Zhang Yue was about to deny it when he suddenly remembered the post and Pan Bowen's name.

This is worth noting, right?
"his name"

"Xiao Pan." Unexpectedly, Xu Guifeng suddenly turned his head and said hello, completely covering up what Zhang Yue had not finished.

"Instructor Xu!" Pan Bowen ran out of the shadows behind the corridor and came to the two of them with a face of surprise.
"Instructor Xu! Is your hand okay?"

"It's okay." Xu Guifeng smiled and gestured twice.
"What about you? I heard that you have been lying down for a long time."

"Hey, no way, I'm fine." Pan Bowen smiled with a smile on his face, and said hello to Zhang Yue by the way.
"Group leader Zhang."

Damn!

Pan Bowen couldn't let go, so he quietly followed Zhang Yue to see Zhang Yue's subsequent reaction. Unexpectedly, he was suddenly noticed by Xu Guifeng as soon as he reached the corner of the corridor.

What a terrifying insight.
At this time, Pan Bowen finally put away the small thoughts of murder and silence in his heart, and finally understood how much he weighed.

Zhang Yue, who was standing next to him, saw Pan Bowen chatting with Xu Guifeng so familiarly, and was secretly convinced that he was there.

This guy must be related!

As for what I just wanted to explain, the issue of Pan Bowen's name was immediately thrown out of the window.

As a result, by some combination of circumstances, this small and shady detail of Pan Bowen's body was not exposed in the end.

At this point, Pan Bowen finally passed the last hurdle and successfully lurked in the Hidden Immortal Society.

"Okay, that's it. I just happened to come over to change the dressing. It's okay."

"You are busy, you are busy!".
The three of them chatted happily and dispersed soon after.

creak.

In the shadow of the corner that could not be captured by surveillance cameras, Pan Bowen, who had arrived here, smiled evilly and knocked his molars hard.

"hey-hey."

Then he kept walking.
Deng, Deng, Deng.

When he emerged from the shadows and reappeared under the light, he had already put on a cheerful and cheerful look, and greeted the doctor who was walking towards him.
"Hello! Thank you for your hard work.".
The capital of Qin Province and a thousand-year-old ancient capital.

cheep chee chee chee—

The chirping of cicadas is endless, and it’s a sunny day.

It happened to be a holiday, and there was an endless stream of tourists coming and going, which was like a dumpling party.

Inside the Wanshou Eight Immortals Palace.

The main object of sacrifice in the Eight Immortals Palace is naturally the Eight Immortals, so the Eight Immortals Palace is the largest and most popular palace here.

Zhang Zhishun once worked in the Wanshou Eight Immortals Palace, so Chen Zeshun stopped by to visit and inquire.

Although there was nothing gained, I heard that Zhang Zhishun had not been working here for a long time and had only held a false position, but it was a bit of an unexpected surprise.

Before Chen Ze came here, he didn't expect that in addition to the Eight Immortals Palace, there was another palace here, which was not inferior to the main palace in terms of scale and shape.Lingguan Palace!
The Lingguan Hall faces north and south, with five couplets and three entrances. A plaque is hung directly above the door, which is handwritten by everyone, "The Great Light of the Way". When entering the door, the two generals Qinglong and White Tiger guard the left and right, and in the middle is the statue of Wang Lingguan that almost touches the ceiling.

The painted sculpture is majestic and domineering, with vivid expressions and rich details. It has a red face, three eyes, armor and a whip, looking like it is succumbing to demons while stepping forward with its head held high.

At this time, it was obviously a busy time during the day, but the entire Eight Immortals Palace was cleared out, leaving only a few people.

Among them, Chen Ze stands in front of the statue of Lingguan in the Lingguan Hall, looking up at the tall and mighty mountain god who protects the law.

For some reason, even though the statue was made of mediocre materials and had no extraordinary power, Chen Ze's body was filled with energy, and he was able to activate the magic inherited from Wang Lingguan's remains.

crackling~

Chen Zezhou was surrounded by hundreds or even thousands of tiny electric snakes, which gradually transformed into a giant python, and then erupted into a breathtaking fire!
boom!
Thunder belongs to wood, and wood makes fire!
Wang Lingguan studied under the Heavenly Master Sa Shoujian, and learned the fierce Taoist skills. He was also named Yushu Fire Mansion Heavenly General!

According to historical records, Sa Shoujian gave up medicine and followed Taoism when he was young. When he was passing through the Three Qin lands, he met Lin Lingsu and Wang Wenqing, leaders of the Shenxiao sect, and Zhang Jixian, the 30th generation Xu Jing Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, and each taught him a method. .

One is the Jujube Curse Technique, the other is the Fan Disease Technique, and the other is the Thunder Technique.

They correspond respectively to treating diseases and saving lives, praying for sunshine and rain, and exterminating evil spirits.

The inheritance of the Dharma is clear and can be traced back from generation to generation.

At this time, Chen Ze clearly didn't touch any physical objects, and the legends and anecdotes about Wang Lingguan and other past events of his ancestors seemed to come alive in his mind.

"catch!"

A protector spirit god with golden eyes and red hair suddenly appeared in front of him, stepping on a surging train to perform Dharma for Chen Ze.

[Skill fusion has been run]

Not only the fire technique, but also the technique of praying for wind and rain, all appeared in Chen Ze's mind as if they had no roots or origins.

At this moment, he seemed to be looking at each other across the long river of time and space with the sage and legal person, and took the fire from Wang Lingguan's hand.

At that moment of trance, behind Wang Lingguan, there seemed to be an infinite number of shadows, all of which were indistinct, and they all looked at him.

Pass the fire.

When Chen Ze came to his senses, the colorful sculpture of Wang Lingguan in front of him was cracked and decayed.

But he was extremely certain that there was nothing extraordinary about the palace here.

Then how did he obtain the inheritance just now?
By virtue of system specificity?
still is
With this mysterious and mysterious cognitive connection, he seemed to have met his ancestors and accepted the inheritance in a rather "ideal" way.

Chen Ze vaguely understood in his heart why the sages and predecessors left so many legends and fairy tales, which were worshiped by countless people from generation to generation and passed down orally.

All sentient beings have thoughts, and one or two people are not worth mentioning, but if quantitative changes pile up into qualitative changes.
Maybe they never really passed away?
Rumble rumble!

With this thought in mind, the sky above the Wanshou Eight Immortals Palace suddenly changed color, and dark clouds gathered together, rolling together with the water vapor into an overwhelming deep black quagmire.

Rumble rumble!
The downpour immediately took over the entire world. The original bright sun was hiding in the darkness and did not dare to show up. The wind and rain were swaying, flooding the entire ancient capital.

Countless tourists who were unable to dodge were drowned.

Afterwards, the Gudu Meteorological Observatory conducted a self-examination, severely punished the responsible personnel, and held a week-long capacity and style building week.

But that's all for later.

Back to the present.

The heavy rain came and went as quickly as it came. The thick layers of dark clouds dispersed and receded as if they had grown legs, and the sky immediately cleared up again.

The center of this torrential rain is located in the Eight Immortals' Longevity Palace on the ground.

Chen Zezheng held a large ball of lightning like a rolling fireball in his hand and quietly experienced the improvement of his Taoism.

He suddenly had an impulse to leave legends everywhere, display his image, let all living beings cast statues and monuments for him, worship him devoutly, recite his name from generation to generation, and pass it on forever.

It also seems to serve as a kind of anchor, allowing a person to be imprinted on the world in a sense that will last forever.

How should I do it? How about trying it here?
I might as well try to get them to set up a statue for me first and try it out.
"Hey!" Unexpectedly, Chen Ze was interrupted unreasonably by a questioning voice.
"I knew it was you!"

The anemone, who was also turned into a drowned rat, rushed in rashly.
"Do you know how difficult it is for me to roast a leg of lamb?!"

"It's just the last step, the last step!".
"Roast leg of lamb?" Chen Ze held the dagger waving its arms in front of him with one hand, letting the latter flapping around like a landlubber.
"I didn't ask you to arrest people, why did you forget?"

"Hmph!" He angrily closed his arms and crossed his chest, with a little emotion on his face.
"How could I forget? I've already caught him."

"Since I saw you were busy, I just went to cool down somewhere for a while!"

"Okay, okay, you are awesome, so considerate." Chen Ze rubbed her head speechlessly and dealt with it.
"What about people?"

"They were outside. They were screaming so loudly that I got them some tape to tape them up."

"Oh." Chen Ze nodded and walked out. After a moment, he suddenly stopped.

"How did you stick it with tape?"

"It's sticky!" Hui made some exaggerated gestures on his face.

"Just like this, like this, circle, circle, and then click! That's it!"

"You even glued the nose and mouth together?" Chen Ze asked in disbelief.

"Uh, eh, it seems? Yes." He gradually realized the problem and lowered his head silently.

Bang! ! !
A circle of air exploded on the spot, raging like a typhoon passing through, blowing the hall into a mess.

By the time the swaying snake got up from the ground, Chen Ze's figure had long disappeared.

Fei felt guilty and rushed after him with a red face.

At the entrance of the Eight Immortals Palace.

Chen Ze, who rushed here, stared at the prisoners on the ground who were red from holding back their hands and feet, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the snake was clumsy and did not wrap the tape tightly. In addition, these people were of high rank in the Hidden Immortal Society, so they had received professional training. They used their facial muscles to squeeze out a small gap in the tape and tried their best to breathe.

Even so, each of them was as suffocated as a purple-skinned duck.

"Haaah! Haaaaaaaah".
As soon as Chen Ze took off the tape, several people rushed to take a deep breath, as if they were afraid of being robbed.

Thump thump thump thump
At this time, Hui also rushed to the scene panting heavily. He bent down and supported his knees. He was out of breath and was about to explain when he was hit on the head.

Boom!
What sounds good is a good head.

"Ouch!" Hui hugged his head in grievance, with big eyes, turned around and squatted down to draw circles on the ground, still muttering in a low voice,
"Why don't you just forget about being so vicious?"

Chen Ze was speechless for a while, and those who didn't know thought he was bullying others.

In fact, it was Hui who took the initiative to ask for help this time, and relied on the face of a former member of the Hidden Immortal Society to "fish out" and capture several high-level members.

Because the original owner of the body of the snake disappeared for more than two months after setting off on the mission. According to the procedure, he was immediately listed as a missing person and would be arrested once he showed up.

Chen Ze, who had interacted so much with people from the Yinxian Society, naturally guessed this, so he used the trick to catch these people. (End of chapter)