Domestic Zone: You already have a system, why join a chat group?

Chapter 71 Bamboo 5 and Bamboo 6

"Alright, how's your internal energy lately? Have you managed to control it?"

When the conversation turned to business, Fan Xian finally calmed down a bit and replied, "It's much more stable than before."

The domineering true energy is divided into two parts, upper and lower. The upper part, when cultivated to the end, will cause the true energy to go out of control, backfire on the body, and eventually lose all five senses, becoming like a cripple. Only by destroying and then building can one continue to advance.

Russell had told him about the flaws in his technique three months earlier. After weighing the pros and cons, Fan Xian did not choose this risky approach. Instead, he exchanged the upper half of his domineering true energy for Russell's Lesser Formless Skill to continue cultivating. He used the Taoist mental method to reshape his meridians and stabilize his true energy.

Doing so would undoubtedly be tantamount to cutting himself off from the Grandmaster realm, but for Fan Xian, if taking this step carries the risk of paralysis, he would rather stay at the Ninth Rank for the rest of his life. After all, as a former ALS patient, watching his body gradually become paralyzed and confined to bed, he absolutely did not want to experience that feeling of despair and helplessness again in this world in another form.

Strength is important, but living freely and experiencing the beauty of life is more important to him.

"Alright." Russell nodded, then said, "I'll be leaving soon. If there's anything else you need me to do, please let me know."

"So soon?" Fan Xian was taken aback. In the past four months, although Russell had spent most of his time in seclusion, the two of them at least had common topics. He had already gotten used to Russell's presence. He was a little reluctant to see Russell leave so suddenly.

"Don't worry, it's about the same, but there are still two or three months to go," Russell reassured her.

Over the past three months, he has not only honed his physique to its peak, but also enabled his divine sense to penetrate his body and cover an area of ​​nearly a hundred meters around him.

He had a premonition that he was only one step away from breaking through his limits again. If he could make it, great; if not, so be it.

In addition, his Sky Gate had been fully charged more than half a month ago, so it was time for him to return to the Tianlong World.

After dealing with Li Qiushui's matter, he will embark on the next stage of his journey.

"Understood." Russell's words immediately dampened Fan Xian's joy at his upcoming marriage, and his mind cleared considerably. He suddenly remembered his alien identity, and his eyes lit up: "How do you plan to leave? Will you teleport through a wormhole or fly yourself?"

"Nonsense, of course it's a spaceship." Russell rolled his eyes at Fan Xian: "I remember there's a spaceship left in the temple in the records. I'll take that one."

Of course, most importantly, the temple has a ready-made industrial pinnacle system. Russell plans to make a few Big Ivans to carry with him. If he ever travels to some cultivation world and encounters a shameless villain, he can go to their hometown and humiliate them.

"Are you planning to go to the temple?" Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment before replying, "Then I can't see you off. If I go to the temple, who knows what kind of suspicion that person might have."

"If you ask me, you should just kill him. That would be the end of it, and you'd have some peace and quiet." Russell still didn't want to give up. Emperor Qing's finger had crossed half the lake, causing the bitter lotus to burst open. He was really envious of the true energy stored in the body.

"Let's talk about it later. It's my wedding, let's not talk about this." Fan Xian shook his head again and simply changed the subject, saying, "Speaking of which, haven't you always wanted to see my Uncle Wu Zhu? With my wedding this time, the whole of Daqing will know. With his abilities, he will definitely know too and will definitely rush back."

"Hmm." Russell nodded, his gaze casually sweeping across the courtyard before suddenly looking at the entrance and saying, "You're here."

"You're here? Uncle Wuzhu?" Fan Xian was overjoyed upon hearing this. He jumped up from the stone bench, a smile spreading across his face, and got up to greet him.

"Oh, no," Russell chuckled, adding slowly, "it's Wang Qinian."

"You..." Fan Xian's smile froze instantly, and he stopped walking, giving Russell a disgruntled glare.

"My lord!" Wang Qinian rushed in through the moon gate, and seeing Fan Xian's actions, asked in confusion, "Are you going out, my lord?"

"It's nothing. My legs got numb from sitting so long, get up and stretch." Fan Xian gestured for Wang Qinian to sit down, then casually asked, "Old Wang, what did you want to see me about?"

He had assumed Wang Qinian was also there to offer congratulations, but to his surprise, Wang Qinian's expression suddenly turned serious, and he lowered his voice: "Sir, something has happened."

Fan Xian's expression turned serious: "Tell me in detail, what happened?"

After Wang Qinian explained, Fan Xian finally understood what had happened.

"You mean there's a serial killer who went from Jiangnan to Kyoto, killing people all the way, and the injuries on the victims are similar to the results of a previous autopsy?"

"That's right." Wang Qinian nodded again.

Fan Xian couldn't help but feel puzzled. In Daqing, a place brimming with martial virtue, murder cases were not uncommon. For Wang Qinian to be so alarmed, the perpetrator must be someone of extraordinary status. He quickly asked, "Then who was the deceased in this so-called previous autopsy report?"

Then Wang Qinian gave him a deep look before uttering two words: "Lin Gong".

"This is impossible!" Fan Xian's expression changed drastically, and his voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.

He knew perfectly well who killed Lin Gong, but that was absolutely impossible; Uncle Wuzhu would never kill someone for no reason.

"Please calm down, my lord. I also find it hard to believe, but the records in the case file are very similar to the latest corpse sample. Even the dean thinks that the Fifth Master has returned," Wang Qinian said with a bitter face.

"Actually, it's not entirely impossible." Russell said casually, immediately attracting the attention of Fan Xian and Wang Qinian. Then, Wang Qinian saw that Russell's gaze fell on him after he finished speaking, and he did not continue.

Fan Xian understood Russell's meaning and said, "Old Wang is one of us, there's no need to hide it from him."

Russell nodded slightly and continued, "There are actually more than just Uncle Wuzhu, an intelligent life form, in the temple."

"You mean other temple messengers have appeared in the world?" Fan Xian realized, his expression becoming even more grave. "Then why is he killing people all this time?"

"Because in the temple's view, there is a dangerous threshold for human civilization. Once we enter the nuclear age, there is a chance that the prehistoric tragedy will be repeated, leading to another global extinction. Therefore, the temple's messengers have never taught people too much scientific knowledge. Your mother broke this rule. According to the temple's logic, they will erase the traces left by your mother and smooth out the variables she brought."

After Russell finished explaining, Fan Xian's lips twitched involuntarily: "For example, me?"

Congratulations, you got it right.

Very well, Fan Xian's face showed even more despair.