Lu Zhao went to get someone else to do his dirty work, but in the end, he killed himself. His fellow disciples' corpses were not even found.
However, the Art Sect's divination skills were not bad. Although they did not find Lu Zhao's corpse, they could confirm that Lu Zhao was indeed dead. Moreover, he died completely, without any clues.
Although the people from the Art Sect knew that Lu Zhao had gone to the Qingcheng Sect, the people from the Qingcheng Sect clearly stated that they had already sent Lu Zhao out of the Qingcheng Sect. As for what happened after that, the people from the Qingcheng Sect did not know, and it had nothing to do with them.
Qin Lang did not leave the school. It seemed that Lu Zhao's death had nothing to do with him, but the people from the Art Sect had undoubtedly put the blame on him.
Qin Lang did not sit still and wait for death. After confirming that Lu Zhao had gone to the Qingcheng Sect, Qin Lang contacted the Tantra Guru Tu Fan. Guru Tu Fan and Qin Lang could be considered old friends. Moreover, he had received a lot of benefits from Qin Lang, so when he received Qin Lang's invitation, he immediately brought his people and rushed to An Rong City.
Since he wanted to meet Guru Tu Fan, Qin Lang had to get rid of these people who had been stalking him all day. The way to get rid of them was also very simple. Qin Lang directly took the initiative to become a poison slave and clean up this group of people. He had to let someone know whose territory this was!
Ever since he was assassinated, Guru Tu Fan had become more careful. When he went out, he would bring a few Tantra experts as bodyguards.
After enjoying a sumptuous dinner in the hotel, Guru Tu Fan went straight to the point and asked Qin Lang, "Mr Qin, what do you need my help with this time?"
"The people from the Art Sect have come to An Rong City." Qin Lang said calmly, "They want to borrow a knife to kill someone."
"Borrow a knife to kill someone? Interesting. "Guru Tu Fan smiled faintly," Whose knife are they going to borrow? "
"They will borrow the knife of whoever has the sharpest knife. For example, Taoism and Buddhism. " Qin Lang smiled faintly. "If I'm not wrong, I'm afraid they've already started to contact people from your Buddhist Sect, right?"
"Mr. Qin, do you want me to stop him?"
"I just don't want your Buddhist Sect to be used by others." Qin Lang chuckled.
"The people from the Art Sect want to make use of us? What a joke! " Guru Tu Fan snorted coldly, "Although the Art Sect can barely be considered as an existence of the 'Sect' generation, but compared to our Buddhist Sect, it's simply not worth mentioning! What right do they have to kill with a borrowed knife? "
This was exactly what Qin Lang wanted from Guru Tu Fan. He nodded and said, "As long as Guru Tu Fan can help me settle this matter, you won't be lacking in benefits."
Needless to say, Qin Lang was going to lose more spirit pills.
However, he knew that he had to give the elixir away because he wasn't confident that he could fight against the people of the Buddhist Sect. Moreover, if he were to have a conflict with the Buddhist Sect now, it would only benefit the group of treacherous people from the Art Sect.
It was no wonder that the person that Qin Lang met in the Chaotic Heavenly Veins was extremely dissatisfied with the Art Sect. Because this group of people was indeed very hateful. They specialized in scheming against people.
Qin Lang gave the elixir to Guru Tu Fan. Originally, he thought that this matter was considered settled. However, following that, Guru Tu Fan said, "Mr. Qin, I know that you're a generous person. It's definitely not a problem for me to speak up for you with these few elixir pills. However, if you want to guarantee that the Buddhist Sect won't participate in this matter, I'm afraid that I'll have to specially make arrangements. "
Specifically going there to make arrangements?
Qin Lang finally understood. This old man Tur Fan was asking him for more elixir pills. This was like robbing a burning house!
The human heart was indeed greedy. This Guru Tu Fan could be considered as a 'friend' of Qin Lang. Qin Lang didn't expect that he would gradually become greedy and ask for more and more benefits. However, this time, for the sake of safety, Qin Lang didn't reject Guru Tu Fan's proposal. He only pretended to be in a difficult position and said with a regretful expression, "Master, you should know that my family background isn't as deep as you think. These elixir pills aren't things that fall from the sky. You should at least be magnanimous."
"Mr. Qin, I've always felt that you're a smart person. Since you're a smart person, you should know that in order to achieve anything, you need to pay a corresponding price. As a friend, I really want to help you. However, you also know that no matter how much I talk, it's still not as useful as giving someone a elixir pill. Don't you think so?" Guru Tu Fan said shrewdly.
Qin Lang could only 'grit his teeth' and give Guru Tu Fan five more elixir pills.
After leaving the hotel where Guru Tu Fan was staying, Qin Lang began to think about how to counterattack. Since the Guo Family and the Law Sect had already extended their evil claws into the Pingchuan Province, Qin Lang would be letting himself down if he didn't cut off their claws. He would also be letting down the spirit pills that he had lost.
In order to prevent the Taoist and Buddhist sects from getting involved in his feud with the Art Sect, Qin Lang had lost a lot of elixir pills. Although it was easier for Qin Lang to refine elixir pills compared to others, they were still elixir pills. Qin Lang had to spend time and effort to refine them. Giving them to people like the Qingcheng Sect and Guru Tu Fan for nothing naturally put Qin Lang in a bad mood.
Since he was in a bad mood, he needed to vent.
The people from the Art Sect were the targets for Qin Lang to vent his anger on.
These days, the people from the Art Sect, the Shadow Troops, and the police were all keeping an eye on Qin Lang. They seemed to be keeping an eye on Qin Lang, but in turn, Qin Lang was also keeping an eye on them. Qin Lang wouldn't touch the people from the police because they were just following orders. Moreover, Qin Lang didn't want to have a conflict with the Six Fan School. However, Qin Lang wouldn't be so polite to the people from the Shadow Troops and the Art Sect. Since he already knew the location of these people and used elixir pills to stabilize the people from the Qingcheng Sect and the Buddhist Sect, Qin Lang had to start a thunderous strike.
That night, Qin Lang personally took action. However, to be on the safe side, Qin Lang didn't show his real face. Instead, he attacked with the appearance of "Bug Demon". In addition to himself, there were also the Tangmen elites led by Tang Shengyin, the people from the Ten Halls of Hell led by Liu Zongping, and Qin Lang's army of poison slaves.
Such a camp was definitely a destructive force. Previously, Lu Jun said that Qin Lang didn't even use one-tenth of his strength when he fought against Shi Xiaotian. It was not an exaggeration at all.
The people from the Art Sect and the Shadow Troops were stationed in an armed police training camp on the outskirts of Anrong City. Such an arrangement was somewhat arrogant. Perhaps it was because they thought that Qin Lang wouldn't dare to confront them head-on. This was because now that Qin Lang had lost the support of two heavyweight figures, Xu Shiping and Marquis Wuming, his invisible power had been weakened a lot. On the other hand, the current Pingchuan Province should be under the influence of the Guo family, the Shadow Troops, and the Art Sect. Qin Lang and the remnants of his Poisons could only struggle at death's door!
Moreover, the people from the Art Sect were still actively working with other forces in the pugilistic world, preparing to launch a second extermination attack on the Poisons. Moreover, they had already received a response from the Herbal Sect … Under such circumstances, the Guo family and the Art Sect both thought that Qin Lang was already at his wit's end. The only difference was how long he could struggle.
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