Chapter 177 A bolt from the blue
Early 1944.

It has been more than a year since the Trinity Sect performed a miracle and suppressed the Five Demon Sects.

The Qi image and the glow of the sky that once covered the mountains and forests were spread by word of mouth, attracting many tourists to the Trinity site to pay homage, but they returned with regret, without seeing any magnificent holy sights.
According to the first group of strange people who stayed in the surrounding mountains and forests, they witnessed a silver light streaking through the sky. It was suspected that the top leader from the Trinity Sect ascended to heaven in broad daylight and never returned since then.

Even many prominent families, who brought their young and extremely talented children with them, went to visit, but were unable to see Patriarch Jiang. Instead, they were all received by Mr. Kuang Ya and Wei Xuan Zi.

Gradually, as spring passed and autumn came, wars broke out and the rumors about Jiang Mo gradually faded from the world.

In addition to the disciples of the Trinity Sect, it is known that the sect leader, Uncle Shi, is still in seclusion in the back mountains;

Most of the strange people in the outside world believed that he had ascended to heaven and was no longer in this world.

Over the past year, the alien alliance formed during the war has been busy dealing with the Eastern aliens who invaded the border and lurked in major cities, and had no time to care about the resurgence of Quan Xing.

I heard that they have a new acting leader who is leading the remaining remnants, acting in a low-key and developing in secret.

Longhu Mountain.

Dark clouds lay across a thousand miles. In a remote courtyard, two afterimages of golden light were fighting back and forth. The wind was whistling and the Taoist robes were rustling.

In a moment, the winner was revealed.

With a sound of "clang", Zhang Huaiyi was forced to retreat repeatedly, and the golden light on his body shattered into pieces.

He was panting heavily, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The gap between him and his senior brother has become even bigger!
In almost every competition, no matter how careful he was or how hard he tried, the only constant fact was that his brother always seemed to be one step faster than him.

An indescribable feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. He knew it was neither jealousy nor self-pity. He could only persuade himself as always and accept this fact.

"Junior brother, you are not hurt?"

Zhang Zhiwei noticed that he looked strange, so he walked over quickly and asked with concern.

"what?"

"No, no, brother."

Zhang Huaiyi dispersed the golden light, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "Your cultivation is getting stronger and stronger. I'm afraid I can't last many rounds."

"If you want to spar again some other time, go find Master. I don't want to be beaten for nothing again."

"Hey! Huaiyi, you're not nice enough."

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes rolled around as he muttered, "I'll have to find time to go play with Lao Lu next time."

"Oh?"

Zhang Huaiyi asked, "Brother, how was your exchange with your old friend at Trinity Gate a few months ago?"

"This is really interesting."

Zhang Zhiwei looked amused, recalled the last competition, and gave a relatively objective evaluation:
"It's hard to take advantage of Old Lu."

"This kid is silent while practicing, and his progress is very fast."

At this moment, before Zhang Huaiyi could curiously ask for more details, an abrupt voice interrupted their conversation.

"Brother, Huaiyi, it's time for dinner!"

Tian Jinzhong waved outside the door, walked over quickly, and brought a letter, which he handed to Zhang Huaiyi.

"Junior brother, your letter arrived not long ago. It is unsigned. I guess it was written to you by a friend you met while traveling."

"Ah? My letter?!"

Zhang Huaiyi was stunned. He couldn't imagine who had sent him the letter. He took it with both hands and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Lao Tian."

Afterwards, the three of them went to have dinner.

At night, Zhang Huaiyi sat at the stone table in the courtyard, brewing a pot of tea and drinking it gloomily, his expression sometimes lost and sometimes distressed.

He hated this strange habit of his from the bottom of his heart. He was always comparing himself with his senior brother. He tried secretly to catch up, but to no avail. Instead, the gap became bigger and bigger.

"Zhang Huaiyi, Zhang Huaiyi, what's wrong with you?" "Master taught you the skills, and your fellow disciples treat you like a brother. They will never harm you, but you act like this. You hide and seek, and you worry about gains and losses."

The cold moon is bleak.

Zhang Huaiyi sat alone in the yard, muttering to himself.

He drank tea, cup after cup, thinking hard, and gradually he got some clues.

I have never been jealous of or resentful of any of my fellow brothers and sisters, even when their cultivation was higher than mine.

He has always respected his master, but it was a coincidence that he betrayed his master. That was his nature that even he could not control.

“Am I afraid?”

"I have always been on guard, and have always been unwilling to see my true face. But am I really a born rat as Master said?"

"Absolutely not."

Zhang Huaiyi's face showed pain and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

He was flamboyant and unrestrained when young, and thus brought disaster upon his entire family. If it had not been for the help of the Heavenly Master, he would have ended up in an unknown place.

The root cause of all this is his guilt and self-blame. Even though he has faced up to his mistakes over the years, he has been unable to change his distorted and pathological personality.

He was afraid that the disaster would happen again, so he became cautious and suspicious. He practiced hard just to have a sufficient sense of security.

Even though he knew clearly that his senior brother from Tianshi Mansion would not do anything to hurt him, he just couldn't control his instinct to surpass everyone, as if that would give his tense nerves a moment's relief, allowing him to sleep soundly and relax his mind.

“Tianshi Mansion is home”

“Tianshi Mansion is home”

“Tianshi Mansion is home”

He kept repeating to himself, trying to eliminate his deep-seated vigilance.

"I have to change this bad habit of mine."

Zhang Huaiyi shook his head and sighed, and once again urged himself to let go. He picked up the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, rubbed his eyes, and sorted out his emotions.

It took him a long time to recover and his expression improved.

Suddenly I remembered the letter in my arms, took it out, opened it and read it.

When the familiar handwriting came into view, the lazy and casual tone echoed in my ears.

Zhang Huaiyi's face changed drastically. He could hardly believe that the devil who had turned into a pulp in front of everyone had actually come back to life and invited him? !

"No, it can't be him."

"What on earth is going on?"

At first Zhang Huaiyi was skeptical, but the more he read, the more frightened he became.

The content of the letter mentioned many secrets known only to the two parties, and it seemed impossible that it was forged.

"Could it be that he really came back to life? Or that he never died?"

At this moment, Zhang Huaiyi was in a state of confusion. He really wanted to stand up and hand the letter to his master, but his feet seemed to have taken root and he was reluctant to move.

How can I explain to my master that the devil was willing to take such a huge risk to write a letter to me?

Once the letter is known to the Trinity Sect, and he has dealings with Wu Gensheng, will it bring disaster to the Tianshi Mansion?
With that person's strength and dominance, would he really let me go? Is he still in this world? !
In just a few breaths, Zhang Huaiyi's scalp went numb and his hands shook with fear as he thought of all the possibilities that he couldn't deal with.

If I just burn the letter paper, what if there is another letter and it is accidentally leaked?
Do you want to go and have a look?

In a situation where no one knows anything.

Maybe?
Zhang Huaiyi was caught in a dilemma.

He was shaken.

(End of this chapter)