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The person Wang Kunpeng was referring to was actually a art of deception in name. Now, let's talk about the rules of the art of deception. It would take a long time to go back to the origin of the story. This begins with the origins of Chinese religion. Before the Han Dynasty, China had no concept of religion, and the hundreds of families were not religious systems in the true sense of the term.

Buddhism had come from India, and it had gradually infiltrated the Central Plains from the Han Dynasty. When the Han Dynasty established a connection with Central Asia, the Buddhists had entered the western part of China from the Western Regions. In the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were already Buddhist sporadic activities in the Central Plains. In the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Buddhism flourished.

Islam did not appear until a few hundred years later, so in the Han Dynasty Central Asia was still a Buddhist region.

Jingtao entered China even later. Because in Central Asia, which links the central and western continents, Buddhism was at first, then Islam, Judaism and Christianity were not.

The Tibetan region has a benzene cult, but it has no influence. There are still some, but they have mostly been assimilated by Tibetan Buddhism.

There was also a Shamanism in the north, but the religion in the coldest areas in the north was very primitive. If it wasn't for the fact that the Mongols and the goddesses had unified China, no one in Shamanism would have known about it.

There was only one religion in China, and that was Taoism. However, Taoism was not a religion that was unified from the very beginning. Before the Three Kingdoms, there was only one saying, which was to believe in the art of the Yellow Elder. The first real appearance of Taoism was the "Taiping Dao" of the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, which was also known as the Yellow Turtle Army. "Very powerful, there were too many believers in this world, so in the end, it led to a large-scale uprising." When the Taiping Taoism was founded, there was also a man named Zhang Xiu in the Han Dynasty who created the Five Dou Mishui Sect.

Zhang Lu, the ruler of the Han Dynasty, was able to develop his Taoism from the original Five Domies Sect and Ghost Taoism Sect.

The emergence of this "Taoist religion" had two huge developments. Zhang Lu was a very thoughtful person because he had created a Taoist religion. He respected me as the founder of the Daoist Sect. Actually, laozi was a Taoist and didn't have anything to do with the Taoist. When he was still alive, he didn't know that he would become the Taoist's honorary founder in the future. Also, Zhang Lu had taken early books related to Taoism as a classic, such as the 'Classic of the Way of the Tao'. This was also the origin of the Taoist name, as well as the inclusion of many well-known people in the Taoism system, such as his father Zhang Ling, who was one of them. Of course, Lao Tzu, Zhuang Zi, Li Zi, Zuo Ci, and Yu Ji couldn't escape from this place. The successors of the later stages of the Taoist religion just took more of the warlock and classic books and placed them into the Taoist system. The "Zhuang Zi", "Li Zi" and "Huai Nanzi" were all recorded as Taoist classics in the later stages.

After that, all of the Chinese witchcraft schools that dealt with ghosts and gods also gradually integrated into the Taoist system. This was the origin of the Taoist religion.

However, no one knew when the art of deception was created. The first to have any clues was the Battle Empire's Nie Zheng. There was a detailed record of Chen Ping at the beginning of the Qin and Han dynasties. Until now, the art of deception still did not admit that it was recruited by the Taoist. The art of deception had its own spell system, what it was most adept at were a few numbers, such as Water, Diagram, Wax, Listening String and Sand Counting. In the other Taoism Sect sects, there were also those who knew how to calculate the numbers, even to the point of looking at wax and listening to the strings, these were not unique to the art of deception. There was only one type of arithmetic called the Sand Counting, which was unique to the art of deception. However, I heard that only Dao Yan knew the Sand Counting back then — Dao Yan was also a art of deception Grandmaster. This arithmetic was just a decoration and was barely passed on.

However, no matter what the successor of the art of deception thought about it, in reality, everyone who knew it already believed it to be a branch of the sect." Furthermore, the things that the disciples of the art of deception did and the rules that they followed were all part of the Great Way of the Way. Furthermore, the skills and spells of the art of deception were all built on Old Huang's knowledge and the foundation of folk witchcraft. To be fair, it was no different from a Taoist priest.

For example, Wang Kunpeng was the descendant of one hundred and seventeen generations of the art of deception, but his Taoist religion in China was also a famous warlock. He had also acknowledged the title of carrying Yang Zi, which was the same as admitting his status in the sect.

Now that I start talking about the art of deception, there can only be two successors in each generation. But there was an exception to this rule, and that was when the art of deception was about to be lost, someone would stand on the side of the art of deception, turn the tides, and continue the art of deception. This person would also be recognized by the art of deception. This was the name of the art of deception. However, even if this person did not have the status of art of deception, he was still a Grandmaster level Warlock.

The art of deception only had one name, and that was Huang Chang from the Song Dynasty. The Warlock Greatmaster who became an immortal by killing all the evil spirits in the world.

This was the end of the introduction for the art of deception.

"The art of deception already has a second name," Wang Kunpeng said to Shen Dexu.

"Isn't that you, the pervert?" Huang Kun could not help but tell Wang Kunpeng.

Wang Kunpeng thought for a while, and slowly said, "I am unable to explain this because I cannot explain it. I can only tell you that the person who knows the Sand Counting is known as the art of deception. "

"When can we get him," Shen Dexu said. "Where is he?"

"He's at the Yichang, so there's no doubt about his abilities," Wang Kunpeng said dejectedly. "But for this person, mud cannot cover the walls, there's something wrong with his head."

"It's already in the art of deception's name and knows five arithmetic," Huang Kun asked. "How could there be something wrong with his head?"

"This, is not strange at all." Wang Kunpeng laughed, "Before Huang Chang became the name of the art of deception, there was something wrong with his head."

"The shade is three feet two centimeters long, three parts seven centimeters wide, and the green dragon is slanted by four inches."

In order to explain to Shen Dexu the origins of the art of deception, Wang Kunpeng began to talk about Huang Chang's birth. Huang Chang was from the Northern Song Dynasty, and was born in Jianpu, Fujian.

There were many mountains in Fujian, and the sword was even more powerful. Although Huang Chang's father, Ministry Councillor Huang, had over a hundred acres of fields, they were scattered over a radius of several dozens of kilometers. Many of the tenants lived off tea plants, and the annual tenancy rent was not very generous, barely enough to sustain the squire.

Ministry Councillor Huang collected rent every year, all the way until noon, covering all the mountain fields, and it was unspeakably bitter. Fortunately, the Ministry Councillor Huang was kind and generous, the tenants were grateful to the Ministry Councillor Huang and never owed them money. If he was not successful in his prime, Ministry Councillor Huang would not force him.

This year, the rain was especially heavy. Even the tea farmers looked troubled, and the Ministry Councillor Huang could only take 30% off the debt as usual. Furthermore, it was raining heavily and the tea leaves could not be delivered. Many tenants were unable to continue, so Ministry Councillor Huang decided to return home and wait for the weather to improve and for the weather to clear. After the tea leaves were sold, there would be a harvest before he could go and collect the rent.

Thinking about it, Ministry Councillor Huang immediately rushed back, his wife was about to be born, he needed someone in charge to be at home. Ministry Councillor Huang is forty years old and has no children, and doesn't have a concubine. His wife had prayed to Buddha to eat Zai Ru Su for more than 20 years before she conceived her first child. She didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest. Ministry Councillor Huang, this son who was about to be born, was the Huang Chang who would become terrified after hearing about ghosts and monsters for dozens of years.

Ministry Councillor Huang was anxious to return home, he had forgotten the hour and walked to a mountain stream halfway through the journey. The rain in the sky started to fall harder and harder, and eventually, it started to rain. Ministry Councillor Huang was hiding in a cave. When the rain got lighter, it was already midnight.

Ministry Councillor Huang walked a bit more. Although the rain did not stop, the dark clouds in the sky had not dispersed. The Ministry Councillor Huang was born and bred in the sword, so he did not mind how the weather in the mountain changed. When they were halfway up the mountain, they saw that the dark clouds were already pressing down very low. Furthermore, the dark clouds were suffused with a dark red glow, which allowed Ministry Councillor Huang to see that the dark clouds were not far from the mountain.

Suddenly, the sky started to emit lightning. The lightning that was in the shape of leaves started to extend from the clouds to the ground. The rolling thunder was getting closer and closer.

Then, Ministry Councillor Huang saw the beasts on the ground running around, covering the mountains and the plains, scattering in all directions. There were many dead wild beasts along the way. It seemed like they were killed by lightning, only then did Ministry Councillor Huang realize that this was a monster that was struck by lightning. Generally speaking, beasts would train to the point of becoming essence. When crossing a tribulation in 500 years, the heavens would use their heavenly thunder to kill them. If a cultivating monster could avoid this attack, then it would turn into a spirit. After a thousand years, it would become an Immortal. Huang Yuan had known about this since he was young. But he didn't think that he would see the lightning tribulation with his own eyes. It was actually this terrifying.

At this time, the red light on top of the black cloud gradually gathered, forming a circle. Ministry Councillor Huang could not help but look carefully, and discovered that the circle was actually a huge eye, moving around in the black cloud, as though carefully examining the ground. After a while, the black cloud suddenly flashed with a lightning strike, hitting the ground, only a few steps away from Ministry Councillor Huang. Ministry Councillor Huang panicked. He quickly tidied up his clothes and knelt down devoutly, kowtowing continuously. After a while, when he raised his head again, he saw that just now, lightning had struck a big tree, and there were two ropes hanging from the tree. Ministry Councillor Huang didn't want to get closer to it, but the big tree was right in front of him, so he mustered his courage and continued to move forward. Walking up to the tree, he saw the corpse of a huge python hanging on the tree, the middle part of the python's body was already split in half by the lightning, most of its body was already burnt and withered.

This was a python that failed his tribulation. It seemed like the dead beasts on the way were all implicated by this python. Ministry Councillor Huang looked at the dark clouds above him. That eye continued to move around and it seemed like it had no intention of stopping.