By the time Xu Yunfeng, Shen Dexu and Huang Kun fished out the Paulownia Wood Coffin that belonged to the Ancient Chu State, Wang Kunpeng had already arrived in Beijing and arrived at a residential area in the Fengtai District. The old bungalow was dusty, and next to it stood two buildings under construction, surrounded by towers.
The words demolition were painted all over the walls of the bungalow residential area.
Wang Kunpeng thought that the last time he left this place was three years ago. In just three short years, so many changes had already occurred here, and the research institute seemed to be within the demolition range as well, so moving was unavoidable. Or perhaps, this research institute that had poured all of the life and blood and sweat of the Lao Yan into research and research, might be revoked immediately because it did not complete the task it had to do. And all of these had something to do with Wang Kunpeng''s own choice.
Wang Kunpeng walked to the entrance of the research facility. The gatekeeper hadn''t changed person yet, but upon seeing Wang Kunpeng, he immediately recognized him as the previous superintendent. He enthusiastically let Wang Kunpeng enter, then quickly ran into the house to inform the boss.
Wang Kunpeng was very familiar with the route, and slowly walked through the courtyard of the strange gate Escape Armor''s layout, looking at the grass and trees in the building. Back then, he had cultivated and broken through here, and had suddenly comprehended the Seven Stars Ghost Controlling Technique that Lao Yan had taught him. He obtained the title of Taoist revered as "Hugging Yang Zi".
Wang Kunpeng thought back to his own age. At that time, he was not even thirty years old, but he was now in his early thirties. And in the courtyard in front of him, there were dozens of experts from the Daoist sects cultivating here all those years ago. But now, the courtyard was deserted, and not a single person could be seen. The brilliance of the research institute was gone forever.
Wang Kunpeng continued walking and came to the octagonal pavilion that he had been cultivating in the early hours of the morning due to his anger with a few cultivators. His heart became even more desolate. Back then, he thought that just by learning the supreme Taoist Ghost Controlling Technique, he would be able to revitalize the art of deception and give his master, Zhao Yier an explanation. But he didn''t expect that his hard work would cause his master''s death. Not only was he unable to save his master, he was also unable to protect his own woman. Even now, he still didn''t have the chance to take revenge. Maybe it was just like Madman thought, this was fate, the individual''s ability could not be influenced by fate.
The guard had already informed the of the news of Wang Kunpeng returning to his previous place. When Wang Kunpeng heard the clamor in front of him, a few robed people hurried towards Wang Kunpeng, extremely excited. These people were all very young. They were most likely the new Daoists in the sect.
After all, Wang Kunpeng was an expert from the Taoists who was famous for a while, and he was the previous leader of this research institute. It was reasonable for the Daoist Priest who was cultivating here to want to see the real Yang Zi.
These young dao friends saw that Wang Kunpeng was only a young man who was in his early thirties, with no immortal bones or extraordinary looks. His figure was also only average, and his expression was old-fashioned. They could not help but feel disappointed.
There were already people conversing softly, "This is the person who can fight against the Yin Master Wang Kunpeng one on one?"
"He''s so young, but he doesn''t look that special."
"He doesn''t even have a follower. He doesn''t even put on airs."
"He shouldn''t be a swindler, right?"
"Yes."
Wang Kunpeng heard all of this and laughed bitterly in his heart, but his expression did not change. If this had happened a few years ago, would he have immediately attacked them? From his calm attitude, Wang Kunpeng suddenly realized: Wang Kunpeng, you''re already old.
Right at this moment of awkwardness, a twenty year old female Taoist priest walked out from behind these young cultivators. She walked to the front of Wang Kunpeng and greeted him in a daoist manner as he choked with sobs, "Senior Brother Wang."
Even Faang Zhuo had started to bow to him. Wang Kunpeng''s heart was even more miserable now, the sincerity and will in his heart from before had already faded.
female Taoist priest Faang Zhuo, the Quiet Sect Sect Leader, was the current superintendent of this research facility. Back then, she had carried out many crucial tasks with Wang Kunpeng, but now, she was merely the leader of a department who was about to be disbanded.
From Faang Zhuo''s performance, those young cultivators confirmed that Wang Kunpeng was indeed the former superintendent, who carried Yangzi. They could not understand, such a high status Daoist cultivator, was actually standing in front of them like an ordinary person. Under such a huge contrast, they did not even have the mood to greet Wang Kunpeng, and all of them dispersed. When they left, they did not greet Faang Zhuo either. It seemed that they did not really respect Faang Zhuo either.
"Is there any news about Lao Yan?" Wang Kunpeng immediately went straight to the point and asked Faang Zhuo.
Faang Zhuo shook her head, "I heard that Laoshan is very chaotic as well. I wonder if Senior Master Yan can go into closed door cultivation as he wished."
"That''s his problem," Wang Kunpeng said in a low voice. "Leave the stall to us."
"I''ll leave it to you," a sharp female voice said. "You should stop worrying and hand over the mess to my junior brother."
Seeing this, Wang Kunpeng immediately felt at ease in his heart. To be able to endure till now with such difficulty, the person in front of him must have expended a lot of effort.
This woman was Faang Zhuo''s senior brother and her only family, Xun Chan.
"Didn''t you get married again?" Wang Kunpeng asked despite knowing the answer.
Xun Chan said angrily, "All of you have left. You gave the research facility to my junior brother, are you still heartless?"
Faang Zhuo persuaded Xun Chan in a low voice: "Senior Master Yan is already more than eighty, Senior Brother Wang was also forced to do so."
"Everyone else has their reasons," Although Xun Chan''s position was lower than Faang Zhuo, her tone was still that of a senior brother to Faang Zhuo. "You''re just unlucky, what can a little girl like you do?"
"Our problem, is really not without Faang Zhuo." Wang Kunpeng said, "Faang Zhuo, everything has been decided this year."
If you win, you will win. If you lose, one old and one young, two men, looking around, wouldn''t you feel the same after so many years? It would be better to just accept this. "
"Senior brother is right," Wang Kunpeng knew that Xun Chan had always had this kind of personality. I don''t think her husband in the firehouse is having a good time.
"Don''t argue first," Faang Zhuo tugged on Wang Kunpeng''s sleeve. "Let''s talk inside."
The three of them went to Faang Zhuo''s office. This was where the Lao Yan trained in the past, and the gossips on the floor were still present.
Wang Kunpeng sat properly, and said to Faang Zhuo word by word: "The iron plate under the Yangtze River has appeared, this is Zhang Tianrann''s chance to enter ancient path of the Three Gorges. He definitely will not give up, so I want to set up the unique skill that Lao Yan had originally taught me. "
"Big Dipper Seven Star Formation!" Faang Zhuo exclaimed, "How many people have you found to guard the star position?"
"I came to find you for one of these reasons," Wang Kunpeng said.
Yuheng is located in the third star position of the Triones''s hilt, and is the weaker star position among the seven stars. When the seven star array turns, Yuheng has to endure a huge amount of force. Therefore, he needed an incomparably powerful Daoist to take on Yuheng.
And there were almost no Daoists in the world with strength greater than Faang Zhuo''s.
This was because Faang Zhuo had an innate ability to teleport any object in an instant.
This was the reason why Wang Kunpeng came to invite Faang Zhuo to stay in the Alioth Star Position.
"Our Quiet Sect has received too many favours from the Lao Yan." Xun Chan was someone who would bite the bullet, "I will leave two lives of us senior and junior brothers to you, consider this an explanation to Lao Yan."
Faang Zhuo had a deep friendship with him, Wang Kunpeng was initially worried that Xun Chan would stop him. Now that Xun Chan had given up, Wang Kunpeng did not hesitate anymore and started to talk about the main topic at hand.
"There''s something I need to explain to you." Wang Kunpeng said, "Actually, I am not the real pervert."
"Not you?" Faang Zhuo said in shock, "I saw with my own eyes that you defeated everyone at Seven-eyed Spring and under Yuwen Fachen''s lead, you saw that gatekeeper bat spirit."
"It''s fake," Wang Kunpeng said. "It''s all fake, that''s not the case."
"The two of us. I was on the Yangtze River and you were on the Yangtze River. We walked together on the ancient path and found its location. I will never forget this process for the rest of my life."
"The more deeply engraved your memories are, the more likely it is that the memories are fake." Wang Kunpeng smiled bitterly.
"I also brought you to''s place," Faang Zhuo said. "Without me, you wouldn''t have been able to enter Sun Fuchen''s room.
"It''s fake." Wang Kunpeng said, "What you have seen with your eyes, and what you have done, are merely your memories. And everyone''s memories, can be modified by Brahma."
Xun Chan could no longer hold back, "Wang Kunpeng, are you joking with us?"
"Look at me, do you not seem like you''re joking at all?" Wang Kunpeng said in a serious tone, "For those who enter the antics and meet with Brahma, I will be the one to defeat all the other Daoists, including myself. It''s actually someone else. Actually, Faang Zhuo has seen that person before, but, because he was unwilling to replace Sun Fuchen, everything about him was erased by the Brahma.
After Wang Kunpeng finished speaking, he did not speak anymore. Faang Zhuo was a rare Taoist who returned to one being, a cultivator whose mind was pure and who was the cleanest. She did not have any distracting thoughts. This kind of person''s memories were hard to change.
To put it bluntly, Sun Fuchen had a strong aversion towards victory. This aversion to victory was in reality a type of hypnotism that could affect everyone''s thoughts, but of course, Sun Fuchen''s hypnotism was powerful enough to deceive not just people.
Faang Zhuo was someone who could easily be shaken off by this technique. Wang Kunpeng didn''t need any further explanation, he only said to Faang Zhuo: "Crazy, Xu Yunfeng, do you still remember him?"
Faang Zhuo closed her eyes and opened her palm. A small censer instantly flew to her palm and then melted into a ball of copper water that floated on top of her palm. The hot copper water continuously boiled, forming a shell. It then turned into a long sword, and finally turned into a censer.
All the utensils in the office were floating in the air. This wondrous scene lasted for more than ten minutes. Wang Kunpeng and Xun Chan did not disturb Faang Zhuo. They both knew that Faang Zhuo was using her pure Dao arts to search for memories that had already been erased.
All the vessels were restored to their original positions.
Faang Zhuo''s eyes opened, and two streams of tears flowed down, "Big Brother Xu, is he alright?"
"It''s not that good." Wang Kunpeng did not hide anything, "You know him, Glass Heart. Right now, other than playing games, he does nothing.