Chapter 473 Goodbye Han Chuijun
Chapter 473 Goodbye Han Chuijun
The style of doing things in Zhaixing Tower is fully demonstrated in the owner of Zhaixing Tower.
Even though he was right next to them, he still had to assign someone else to pick him up and take him into the building.
Master Li Dao felt a little annoyed by this, but on the surface he listened attentively, and asked indirectly about the arrangements that Zhaixing Tower had for him.
"You'll know when you enter the building."
Qin Shixian didn't say anything, mainly because she didn't know how the old man wanted to arrange Li Yuan.
"Senior, aren't you going with us?"
Li Yuan asked.
"Ah."
Qin Shixian nodded slightly, but did not reveal too much.
In fact, she was a little impatient, but according to the old man, this opportunity was rare, and she had to clear out everyone inside and outside the building.
'So cautious?'
Li Yuan murmured in his heart that compared to the first time, he found that this OP was not so easy to deal with after these few times.
"By the way, you should be my dragon demon..."
hum~
Before Li Yuan could finish his words, a flower appeared before his eyes and he was "sent" out of the divine realm.
"I don't know what the Dragon Demon Pill tastes like."
Li Yuan opened his eyes, stood up, paced a few steps in the room, and then began to stand in a posture.
The medicinal power of the second Dragon-Tiger Pill was completely used up when he opened up the Niwan Palace. He did not touch the remaining two, as he kept them for blood transfusion.
"The medicinal power of ordinary elixirs is far inferior."
After taking a few elixirs and feeling the medicinal power spreading, Li Yuan felt somewhat uncomfortable, as if he had eaten half of the delicacies and started to eat a steamed bun. It might fill him up, but the taste was much worse.
"I don't know what the Dragon Demon Pill tastes like?"
There were thunder and lightning outside the room, and heavy rain was pouring. Inside the room, Li Yuanxu pushed the dragon and tiger stake and moved the pure Yang true energy to nourish the new training ground.
After a few hours, he slowly stopped, put on his clothes and went to sleep, closed his eyes, and went into the Mysterious Whale Secret Realm to take part in the True Transmission Trial.
After that, listen to the music and go to sleep.
Woo~
At this time, the little tiger cub who was dozing in the room just opened his eyes. She gently pushed the window, squinted at the Dinglong Mountains in the night rain, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.
……
……
Click!
In the night, the lightning snake rolled away and heavy rain poured down.
The lights were on in the county government office in the small town, and a group of yamen runners were standing in the rain in the courtyard, listening to the scolding with trepidation.
In the lobby, Jin Zhufeng sat upright with a spear stuck in the ground and blood dripping from the red tassel.
A young man in white stood with a sword in his arms, frowning slightly:
"Just a bunch of bandits like this were able to snatch the prisoner from the Jingping Division. Anyone with a discerning eye would know it's a scam, right?"
Too rough!
The young man in white shook his head.
His name was Sun Xiu. He was as famous as Jin Zhufeng in the Jingping Division and was listed as one of the Eight Famous Detectives.
"A bunch of outlaws, a few thieves, it doesn't matter whether they are caught or released."
There was still some evil spirit left in Jin Zhufeng:
"That Sikong Xing is a tough guy. He confessed everything he should and shouldn't confess. Unfortunately, the person who stole the Yunxiang Ding was too cautious..."
As he spoke, Jin Zhufeng couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
For about a year, he traveled tens of thousands of miles, not only to catch Sikong Xing. He caught and released him, but also to lure out the real thief who stole the Yunxiang Ding.
But that person was too cautious. He had not shown up until now and did not leave any trace. As a result, even though he had the secret technique to track him, he was unable to find him.
"The thief probably won't show up."
Sun Xiu also shook his head. In the past six months, Jin Zhufeng was in the open while he was in the dark. They used various methods to try to lure the thief out, but to no avail.
"As long as he asks for something, he will definitely show up again."
Jin Zhufeng looked cold and asked, "Brother Sun, can you lend me the incense that Leiyin Prefecture has accumulated over the past few years?"
"Yes, I borrowed it."
Sun Xiu was somewhat hesitant: "His Majesty has issued an order to transfer incense from all over the country. We can borrow a tripod privately. If we can catch the thief, it will be fine. If not, I am afraid we will be in trouble."
"Besides, if anything goes wrong..."
"I was afraid of failure, so I chose Dinglong Mountain."
Jin Zhufeng stood up and looked at the Dinglong Mountains in the rain: "Master Si is here. Even if the thief is Prince Xie, he will surely die if he shows up!"
"That's true."
Sun Xiu nodded. It was for this consideration that he agreed to Jin Zhufeng's plan.
"The bandits are the most evil-minded. After suffering such a great loss this time, they will definitely think of revenge. If they know that we are transporting the Yunxiang Ding back to the capital via a small road..."
Jin Zhufeng sneered, stretched out his hand and drew out his spear. Just as he was about to say something, his heart suddenly jumped. He knelt on one knee and answered respectfully:
"Your subordinate respectfully welcomes the Master!"
"Master?"
Sun Xiu was a little slow, and didn't even notice anything, but he also knelt down in response:
"Welcome, Master Si!"
Zheng~
The sound of a sword was heard in the night rain.
The next moment, a ray of red light passed through the wind and rain, circled the county government office, and landed in the lobby.
It was an unsheathed red sword with golden dragon-shaped patterns on it. It turned into a middle-aged man with a slender physique wearing a golden python robe.
The middle-aged man had a handsome face, his hair and beard glowed red, and he had an elegant and noble demeanor.
It was the head of the Jingping Division.
"Get up."
After the head of Jingping Division appeared, he did not ask any questions. He just lightly grabbed something in the air and pressed a strand of energy onto his forehead.
In just a moment, he had taken in the entire conversation between the two.
"Master, please forgive me."
Jin Zhufeng didn't dare to stand up. He lowered his head and walked cautiously.
Yunxiang Ding, Jingping Division or Zhenwu Hall, they only have the responsibility of escorting and do not have the right to call it at will.
At least he didn't. Transferring without permission is a felony.
"Over a year has passed without any trace?"
The head of the Jingping Division was neither happy nor angry, he just glanced at them indifferently. Jin and Sun were already nervous and sweating.
"It's okay to transfer the incense, but we have to catch this person."
The two men were trembling with fear, but the head of the Jingping Division just brushed it off. Whether or not transferring incense was a serious crime depended on whether the perpetrator could be caught in the end.
"I will definitely catch this beast!"
Jin Zhufeng's heart sank, but he still responded solemnly.
"Ah."
Seeing that their boss did not seem angry, the two men felt relieved. They stood up and carefully asked him why he came.
"It has nothing to do with you."
The head of the Jingping Division had a cold expression on his face. He had separated the "Red Dragon Sword" and gone down the mountain, not to meet these two people.
Just passing by.
"Your boss is here to see me!"
A deep voice sounded at the right time. Jingping Division Master was not surprised, but Jin Zhufeng and the other two were shocked.
Follow the sound and look.
A slender middle-aged man in green armor was seen walking slowly out of the rain. The moment he appeared, everyone felt the heat and unbearableness.
"Chi Zhuiyang!"
Jin Zhufeng and the other's pupils shrank. From their perception, the person's blood and energy was extremely strong, like a burning furnace.
The heavy rain poured down, but before it could get close to him, it turned into steam. The person coming was Chi Zhuiyang, the second on the hero list, a peerless warrior who was only a hair's breadth away from becoming a grandmaster.
"As brilliant as the sun, as glorious as the sun, Brother Chi is almost on the verge of achieving the Great Sun and Golden Sun, right?"
The head of Jingping Division clapped his hands and praised: "Perhaps in a few years, Brother Chi will be able to fight back to Samadhi Cave and compete with Fang Sanyun for the position of cave master again!"
The practice of martial arts requires a huge amount of resources; therefore, there has never been any master or grand master who suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the world without any origin.
Chi Zhuiyang is no exception.
The second person on the list of heroes was born in Samadhi Cave. He was a junior fellow of Fang Sanyun. He failed in the competition for the position of Taoist disciple many years ago and left the sect in anger.
"Master, you are overpraising me."
Chi Zhuiyang was unmoved and walked into the lobby. Without any polite greetings, he got straight to the point:
"Chi wants to meet you, Master. There is an important matter to discuss!"
"Oh?"
The head of the Jingping Division raised his eyebrows slightly, and Jin Zhufeng and the other man bowed and retreated. They walked out of the hall and only dared to look back with their peripheral vision.
But I saw a faint red light covering the lobby, the figures were blurred, and no sound could be heard.
"Could the important event that Brother Chi mentioned be related to Zhaixing Tower?"
Asking Chi Zhuiyang to sit down, the Chief of Jingping Division remained calm, but in fact he had some guesses in his mind.
After all, he has been hunting down the owner of Zhaixing Tower and Zhaixing Tower for the past three years.
"Chi, was once a top assassin of Zhaixing Tower!"
Chi Zhuiyang spoke briefly and to the point, and did not shy away from mentioning that he had joined the Zhaixing Tower in front of the Jingping Division Master.
What ordinary people consider to be serious crimes do not apply to him.
In fact, the head of Jingping Division knew it well, but he didn't care and just looked at him indifferently.
"I think Jingpingsi knows about this."
Chi Zhuiyang said in a deep voice: "But you probably don't know that I once became a disciple of that person."
"That person?"
The head of Jingping Division was shocked: "Qin Yun?!"
Given his status in martial arts, there are only a few people in the world whom he deeply fears, and Qin Yun is undoubtedly ranked number one.
"he died."
Chi Zhuiyang calmed himself down.
"Is he really dead?"
The commander of the Jingping Division was skeptical. He had been slow to act in the past three years because he was worried about this man.
"died."
Chi Zhuiyang nodded. “In the past, he was ambushed by those nine old ghosts and slashed by the Demon Subduing Dragon Divine Sword. He managed to return to the building, but within a few years, there was no news about him.”
Chi Zhuiyang was very sure.
If he had not died, given the old guy's character of wanting to teach others, he would definitely not let Master Qin practice on his own.
In fact, the only reason why Qin Shixian could become a grandmaster with his talent and age was that he inherited the mantle from that old guy.
"is it?"
The head of the Jingping Division did not comment.
"The main altar of Zhaixing Tower seems to be located in Dinglong Mountain, but it is actually hidden in a secret realm. If you don't break into the secret realm, you won't be able to find any trace of it even if you turn Dinglong Mountain upside down."
Chi Zhuiyang said calmly:
"I know where the secret place is. I can take you there."
"why?"
The head of Jingping Division suddenly asked.
"Ok?"
Chi Zhuiyang frowned.
"As far as I know, when Brother Chi betrayed the sect in the past, his foundation was destroyed and he was seriously injured. There are rumors in the martial arts world that you had another adventure, but in fact, you were saved by Qin Yun, right?"
The head of the Jingping Division had a subtle look on his face:
"With such a great favor, how can I trust you? Are you really cooperating to kill Zhaixinglou, or do you have other plans?"
"Qin Yun was kind to me, but he is dead."
Chi Zhuiyang paused for a moment before saying, "The life or death of Zhaixing Tower has nothing to do with me. What I'm after is the inheritance left by Dragon Demon Taoist and the Eight Directions Tower!"
"The inheritance of the Dragon Demon Taoist..."
Jingping Division Master tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair: "This reason makes sense, but it's not enough."
"The Eight-Directions Tower is a mysterious weapon forged by the Dragon Demon Taoist after searching for rare treasures in heaven and earth and using his own supreme spiritual power..."
Chi Zhuiyang felt a little disturbed:
"Legend has it that in his later years, the Dragon Demon Taoist once broke into the Eight Directions Temple and left the good fortune he gained in the tower. There was once a man who got some of it and lived for nearly five hundred years!"
Chi Zhuiyang's eyes were blazing: "This person is the Great Fortune Ancestor, Pang Wenlong!"
"nonsense!"
The head of the Jingping Division was immediately displeased: "It's just rumors and folk history. The great grandfather's merits and deeds are even better than that Dragon Demon Taoist. How could he possibly want his things?"
Chi Zhuiyang did not refute, but just said:
"Will the Master cooperate?"
"Um……"
The Jingping Division Chief hesitated for a moment before saying:
"The secret realm of Zhaixing Tower was moved for no reason. Does this have anything to do with you?"
"good."
Chi Zhuiyang nodded in acknowledgement:
"Two years ago, I broke into the Bafang Tower..."
The Chief of Jingping Division keenly sensed Chi Zhuiyang's emotional fluctuations and felt a strong murderous intent that was not directed at him.
"I failed to break into the tower, but it was not my fault. It was someone else's interference that caused me to fail at the very beginning."
Speaking of this, Chi Zhuiyang could hardly suppress the murderous intent in his heart.
He and Murong Qing entered the tower smoothly because they had both been to the Eight Directions Tower before.
If Wang Wenyuan and others had not launched the backup plan left by Qin Shixian, how could he have been forced out of the Eight Directions Tower by a killer who had not yet refined his blood?
"Is that so?"
The head of the Jingping Division seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, he responded:
"Where is the secret place?"
"Eight hundred miles north of Dinglong Mountain, at the bottom of a cold pond..."
……
……
The next day, the town was under martial law, and many yamen runners searched house to house. From time to time, one could see Jingpingsi constables riding horses on the streets.
"Sikong Xing was kidnapped?"
Li Yuan was quite surprised to hear the news. How could that group of outlaws kidnap Sikong Xing from Jin Zhufeng?
Is the Jingping Division just a facade?
Is there a great master in the green forest?
still is……
"Is this a trick?"
Li Yuan felt something was a little strange.
There really aren't many masters in the Green Forest, and it's unlikely that the few that are there would offend the Jingping Division for Sikong Xing, right?
Although he had doubts in his heart, Li Yuan did not take it too seriously. After all, he and Sikong Xing had only experienced one incident of thieves robbing each other. Unless he tried to steal the Yunxiang Ding again, it was unlikely that he would have any dealings with him again.
The martial law in the small town naturally had no effect on Li Yuan.
According to the instructions given by the owner of Zhaixing Tower yesterday, he had breakfast and went to a teahouse to listen to music.
Most of the people in teahouses are storytellers, but there are also some quiet teahouses that invite people to sing.
Li Yuan drank his tea calmly, listened to the music, and glanced at the guests coming and going and the people passing by on the street.
After a heavy rain last night, most of the masters in the small town went there. After half a day, there was not even one person with a famous weapon left.
Around noon, when Li Yuan was getting impatient, he caught a glimpse of a faint yellow color.
"This is……"
Li Yuan stood up with a swish, his eyes flashing with the light of a weapon:
[Wind and Thunder Ruyi Jade Pestle (Level 5)]
"Old Han!"
(End of this chapter)