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Chapter 415

Hearing that the leader and the elders would use torture to extract a confession from him, Lin San was frightened until his face turned pale: "Master, don't scare me,"

Zhu Qingshi smiled bitterly and said: "What I said is true and I didn't scare you."

"What should we do?" Lin San was really worried.

"Don't worry," Zhu Qingshi reached out and patted Lin San on the shoulder, comforting: "As long as you refuse to admit that you can draw thunder, the master and the elders will not be able to do anything to you."

"What if the boss doesn't believe me and arrests me and tortures me for questioning," Lin San said with worry on his face.

Zhu Qingshi sneered and said: "My Zhu Qingshi's apprentice is not that easy to catch." Zhu Qingshi is also an elder-level figure after all, and he still has some respect in the Tianshan Sect.

At this time, a young disciple of the Golden Core stage suddenly flew out and saluted Zhu Qingshi respectfully: "Elder Zhu, the leader invites you to go to the Tiantai Temple to discuss important matters."

Zhu Qingshi raised his eyebrows and said secretly: He came so quickly. After turning around and giving Lin San a few words, Zhu Qingshi left with the young disciple.

Lin San stood at the door, looking at Zhu Qingshi flying away, his eyes full of worry.



Tiantai Temple.

The boss, Liang Wanli, was sitting on a chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand and drinking it slowly.

Sitting opposite Liang Wanli were two people, Zhu Qingshi and Elder Ding from the Law Enforcement Hall.

"Dong," Liang Wanli put the tea cup on the table, raised his head and glanced at Zhu Qingshi: "Junior brother Zhu, I heard that your disciple has thoroughly understood the art of attracting lightning,"

Zhu Qingshi frowned: "Who said that? This is simply impossible. Senior Brother, you should also know that my disciple's qualifications are rudimentary. How can he comprehend the art of penetrating lightning?"

"Junior Brother Zhu, you don't have to hide it for me. I have already seen it," Elder Ding, who was sitting next to him, suddenly said.

Zhu Qingshi smiled: "What did you see?"

"I saw with my own eyes your apprentice used the lightning-inducing technique," Elder Ding said in a deep voice.

"I have a question, I want to ask Senior Brother Ding," Zhu Qingshi suddenly changed the subject.

Elder Ding was stunned and nodded: "As long as I know the problem, I will tell you the truth."

Zhu Qingshi stretched out his hand and pressed it on the teacup on the table, stretched out his index finger to gently rub the outer wall of the teacup, and asked indifferently: "Senior Brother Ding has also practiced the art of drawing lightning,"

"I haven't practiced this before," Elder Ding hesitated for a moment and then replied slowly.

"Since Senior Brother Ding has never practiced the lightning-inducing technique, why are you so sure that my apprentice used the lightning-inducing technique? Couldn't it be other spells," Zhu Qingshi curled his lips.

"I have never practiced the art of attracting lightning, but I have heard of the art of attracting lightning. At that time, your disciple could attract two lightning bolts from the sky with just one finger. Isn't this the art of attracting lightning?" Elder Ding's tone was a little hasty.

"Hi," Zhu Qingshi sneered: "Brother Ding, you are really ignorant. There are so many techniques that can induce thunder and lightning in this world. What my apprentice uses is not the technique of attracting thunder at all, but the technique I taught him. Another kind of supernatural power,"

"What magical power? I haven't heard you talk about it before," the leader Liang Wanli asked.

"It's a magical power that I just created recently. I haven't given it a name yet. In fact, to put it bluntly, it's just a small magic that's not worth mentioning," Zhu Qingshi said lightly.

"What your apprentice used is really not the art of drawing lightning," Liang Wanli didn't seem to believe Zhu Qingshi's explanation.

Zhu Qingshi said seriously: "No, my apprentice has never been able to draw thunder,"

Liang Wanli stared at Zhu Qingshi for a moment: "Okay, it's okay, you can go back,"

Zhu Qingshi stood up, saluted Liang Wanli, turned and left the hall.

"Senior Brother, Zhu Qingshi is clearly trying to protect his apprentice," Elder Ding shouted.

Liang Wanli lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked softly: "Junior Brother Ding, have you really seen disciple Zhu Qingshi use the thunder-inducing technique?"

Elder Ding nodded solemnly: "I am confident that I saw it correctly, it is definitely the art of attracting lightning,"

Liang Wanli narrowed his eyes: "It's really strange. How can a useless person with five spiritual roots understand the art of penetrating lightning..." Suddenly Liang Wanli seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Elder Ding noticed something unusual about Liang Wanli: "Brother, head master, have you thought of something?"

Liang Wanli smiled: "I know where the problem lies,"

"Where," Elder Ding asked.

Liang Wanli pointed at his head: "Spiritual roots,"

Elder Ding blinked: "Spiritual roots, what kind of spiritual roots... uh... you mean that as long as you have the five spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, you can practice the art of drawing lightning," Elder Ding said. He was not a fool. After being reminded by Liang Wanli, he suddenly woke up.

"Elder Ding, you should immediately put down everything you are doing and go find me a few disciples with five kinds of spiritual roots. I want to verify it myself to see if practicing the art of attracting lightning is related to spiritual roots. Relationship," Liang Wanli ordered.

Elder Ding responded, stood up and left.



Lin San walked anxiously in front of the attic door, muttering: "Why haven't you come back yet? There won't be any accidents, right?"

"What are you doing wandering around here?" A voice came from behind in surprise.

Lin San hurriedly turned around and saw Zhu Qingshi standing behind him with a puzzled look on his face, and his face was overjoyed: "Master, you are back,"

"Yes, of course I will come back after we finish talking about things," Zhu Qingshi said with a smile.

Lin San leaned over and asked, "The boss called you over to talk about me?"

Zhu Qingshi nodded and did not hide anything: "Yes, we are just talking about why you can practice the art of drawing lightning,"

"Master, how did you answer?" Lin San's expression changed.

"Of course I denied it flat out, saying that you don't know how to draw lightning at all," Zhu Qingshi said as he sat on the lounge chair at the door, picked up the wine gourd on the table and drank.

Lin San followed and said worriedly: "Does the leader believe it?

Zhu Qingshi stretched out his sleeve and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth: "I don't know, but from the expression on the leader's face, I seem to be a little suspicious." Seeing the worry on Lin San's face, Zhu Qingshi immediately smiled: "Don't worry, As long as I'm here, no one can do anything to you,"

Lin San forced a smile: "Master, you are protecting me, of course I am not afraid anymore,"

"Apprentice, you'd better stop running around in the future, especially if you can't use the lightning-inducing technique anymore, so as not to cause any trouble," Zhu Qingshi ordered.

"Hey, I remembered it," Lin San nodded.

"Okay, if you don't mind, go and practice. Try to break through to the peak of Qi training and foundation building stage as soon as possible, so that I can help you condense the golden elixir. Remember this sentence: Only when your own cultivation level is high, you will be safer," Zhu Qingshi talked a lot.

"I know, I will practice diligently," after saying that, Lin San walked into the attic to meditate and practice.


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