Grandmaster!
The innate realm!
The diners were slightly stunned when they heard the storyteller's answer.
"Then... doesn't that mean that the Xiantian Yiqi Gong that Qingxuzi realized is a master's technique?"
A young man dressed in short tights murmured softly.
The storyteller picked up the teacup and blew on the dark green tea leaves floating on the water, revealing the light brown tea in the cup. He took a sip and said, "Then I don't know."
"Then may I ask, Mr. Liu, what are the requirements for Senior Qingxuzi to accept his mantle as his successor?"
The one who spoke this time was a woman wearing a green arrow robe. She had a stout figure and large palms covered with a thick layer of calluses.
"As for the requirements, I don't know either. Qingxuzi said that all the requirements and rules will be announced at Tieque Villa tomorrow."
The storyteller replied in a kind tone.
The woman clasped her fists respectfully and said, "Thank you, Mr. Liu."
After saying that, she left Juke Restaurant without looking back.
The other warriors in the hall who were carrying weapons could no longer hold back and left their seats one after another.
When those ordinary diners saw this group of warriors rushing out, they couldn't help but look puzzled.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman said, "Iron Sparrow Villa, I think I saw it when I passed by Jiangning County two years ago."
When these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned.
Chen Ye finished the tea in the cup, took out an oil-paper bag, and wrapped the remaining peanuts in it.
He stood up from his seat and walked out slowly.
When passing by a few people from the Zhenyuan Escort Agency, Chen Ye heard one of them sneer and say, "Another one trying his luck."
Chen Ye walked out of the Juke Restaurant and it was still raining outside.
It was drizzling and the sound of hurried horse hooves could be heard on the street. The hooves hit the puddles on the ground, splashing rain water everywhere.
Chen Ye saw several warriors who had just been listening to a story in the Ju Ke Restaurant, galloping towards the city gate at full speed.
He looked up, and the edge of the oil-paper umbrella blocked the gray sky.
The rain was falling softly.
A smile suddenly appeared on Chen Ye's lips, and there seemed to be a light flashing in his eyes.
"I finally heard something related to the martial arts world, how can I not join in the fun?"
"Besides, what if I'm really chosen?"
Chen Ye smiled slightly and took a step forward.
The next moment, he appeared on the street corner.
One more step.
Chen Ye's figure disappeared.
…
Yuhang Nursery School.
Chen Ye walked into the yard holding an umbrella and heard Xiaofu's slurred voice.
"bright..."
"bright..."
Walking into the house, Chen Ye saw Daming coaxing Xiaofu.
Xiaofu's face was filled with joy, he was laughing so hard that he fell over, he was very happy.
But Daming did nothing at all. He just looked at Xiaofu with a silly smile.
Hearing footsteps, Daming turned around and saw Chen Ye, calling out innocently, "Dad."
Chen Ye nodded subconsciously.
Daming is a kid who has made up his mind and can't change his words.
After calling him that for two months, Chen Ye finally agreed.
"Fall?" Xiaofu beside him shouted in a childish voice.
Chen Ye almost couldn't hold it in: "Xiaofu, you have to call me Dean."
"You can't call me dad."
Xiaofu blinked his black eyes and laughed.
After coaxing Xiaofu for a while, Chen Ye looked at Daming and said with a more serious expression: "Daming, I have to go out and do something."
"If we hurry, we can be back in a day."
"If you're slow, I'll definitely be back within three days."
"When Xiaolian comes back, tell her and I'll be back soon. Don't worry."
Daming nodded vigorously: "Yeah."
After Chen Ye added the term "Great Wisdom Appears Foolish" to Daming, Daming's IQ improved significantly.
Unlike the foolish look Chen Ye had when he first met Daming.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Ye walked into the room, took out 20 taels of silver from under the bed, and handed it to Daming: "If you need money in an emergency, use this."
"When Xiaolian comes back, give it to her."
"Um."
"By the way, here is a bag of peanuts. You can eat them yourself. Xiaofu is still young and can't eat them." Chen Ye stuffed the remaining half bag of peanuts to Daming.
Daming's eyes suddenly lit up.
After giving some instructions, Chen Ye glanced at the orphanage, feeling somewhat worried.
He walked out of the orphanage holding an oil-paper umbrella. It was still drizzling.
There is a slight chill.
…
Jiangning Prefecture.
The sky is clear and the clouds are light.
There is a faint fragrance after the rain in the air.
Outside Jiangning County, on the official road.
"Son! Son!"
A gray-brown donkey was braying.
It was pulling a cart behind it.
"Pah!"
The whip made of thick hemp rope was whipped hard on the donkey's back, and red marks appeared clearly on the donkey's back.
"Son! Son!"
The donkey brayed twice and stood stubbornly where it was.
The man holding the whip was an old man in linen clothes. He whipped the donkey's back with a ferocious expression.
"You beast! Go!"
"What a blind beast!"
The old man whipped the donkey hard several times, but the donkey still didn't move.
Seeing this, the old man had no choice but to look at the cart helplessly.
There were five people sitting on the cart.
A middle-aged Taoist priest in a purple robe.
A man in a yellow short-sleeved shirt with his chest exposed.
A woman in a washed green dress and a light veil on her face.
A little blind man with black cloth covering his eyes.
There was also a young man dressed in black and wearing a silver mask with a leaf pattern engraved on the side.
The old man turned around with an embarrassed look on his face and said to the five people, "I'm sorry, everyone. You know this donkey. When it gets stubborn, it won't move even when whipped."
"Jiangning County is just ahead, not far away."
"I'll only take half of your fare."
The old man asked tentatively.
After hearing the old man's words, the woman in a washed green dress and a veil covering her face so that her features could not be seen frowned slightly and glanced at the official road that had just been rained on.
The road was muddy and covered with various wheel tracks and horse hoof prints.
She was wearing a pair of embroidered cloth shoes. If she walked on the ground, she would inevitably sink into the mud and get her shoes dirty.
"It's okay, old man. The road is full of mud. It's not easy for us to walk after we get off the car."
The person who spoke was a middle-aged Taoist priest in a purple robe. His voice was gentle, and people couldn't help but feel good about him when they heard it.
The woman's brows relaxed and she said nothing.
"This beast deserves to be killed! When I was in Baoding, the donkey meat there was really delicious."
The broad-set man with a hairy chest spoke loudly with a fierce look in his eyes.
The old man's mouth twitched twice and he smiled: "This donkey is one of the few valuable things in my family. I feel a little sad to see it killed."
After hearing this, the big man couldn't help laughing.
The old man looked at the remaining two people in the car.
A little blind man covered with black cloth and a young man wearing a silver mask.
"What do you two think?"
A blind man with his eyes covered by a black cloth sat on the edge of the cart, swinging his legs and saying with a smile, "I can't see. If I get off the cart and don't meet any kind people, I might never reach Jiangning County in my lifetime."
He expressed his opinion.
The old man nodded and looked at the young man wearing a silver mask.
"I'm not in a hurry either."
The young man spoke concisely, with a hint of indifference in his voice.
Seeing that the five people on the cart didn't want to get off, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.
The day before yesterday, something happened in Jiangning County.
A large number of foreigners came in, and their accents and behaviors did not resemble those of southerners.
The old man vaguely learned from them that something was going to happen in Jiangning County on the fourth day of July.
So a lot of outsiders rushed to Jiangning County.
The old man thought about it again and again and felt that this was a good opportunity.
So he drove his donkey cart out of Jiangning County and chose a place on the official road to pick up outsiders into the city.
200 copper coins per person.
It was raining in the morning and we didn't receive many customers.
Now that they finally received the guests, the donkey was stubborn and refused to leave.
"Oh, this beast! How blind!"
The old man sighed, then became angry and whipped the donkey hard on the back with the whip.
"Son! Son!"
The donkey brayed a few times but remained motionless.
"Everyone, I'm really sorry..." the old man said with an apologetic look on his face.
"It's okay, this beast doesn't understand human language." The middle-aged Taoist priest said in a gentle voice.
The man in a yellow short-sleeved shirt, his chest exposed, suddenly laughed and said, "Master, why don't you calculate when this donkey can walk again?"
"It saves us from waiting."
The middle-aged Taoist priest still had that gentle look. He shook his head and said, "I am not good at divination and fortune-telling."
The man was somewhat disappointed. He glanced at the blind man sitting on the edge of the cart and said, "Little blind man, do you know anything about divination?"
"Hehe, tell me, this is quite a coincidence." The little blind man said excitedly, "Whether it's the Plum Blossom Divination, the Six Yaos, or the Iron Mouth Divination, I know a thing or two about them all!"
Everyone in the car showed interest in their eyes.
"Okay, then, little blind man, can you calculate when this donkey can walk again?" The man became interested when he saw the little blind man taking up the conversation.
The little blind man shook his head and said, "Divination is not something you do casually. It also depends on fate. Divining too much will damage my fortune."
The man had seen this kind of tricks many times before, so he laughed and said, "Go ahead and tell me the fortune. If it's accurate, I'll pay for your ride!"
The little blind man smiled when he heard this and said, "What a coincidence, fate has come."
Hearing this, everyone in the car couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, several low horse hoof sounds were heard in the distance. Everyone looked and saw several horseback riding figures vaguely appearing on the south side of the official road.
The young blind man heard the sound of horse hooves and after a moment's hesitation said, "If it moves, then it's a divination. If it doesn't move, then it's not a divination."
He raised his right hand, muttered something, and began to calculate quickly.
After a moment, he said, "Strange, really strange!"
The man with his chest bare asked curiously, "Why is it so strange?"
The little blind man looked hesitant and said, "The hexagram shows that the donkey will not move."
As soon as he finished speaking, the donkey that had stopped suddenly started moving again.
It padded along the muddy road, neighing, "Son! Son!"
The big man burst out laughing on the spot. He patted the little blind man on the shoulder twice and said, "Okay, that's really accurate. It's really accurate."
Feeling the donkey cart moving beneath him, the little blind man couldn't help but blush.
He murmured, "This shouldn't be the case..."
The little blind man looked puzzled and very distressed.
"Little blind man, next time you want to figure out the result, just do it the other way around!"
The big man laughed heartily.
Everyone in the car also chuckled.
The old man driving the donkey cart gently whipped the donkey and said with a smile: "This animal must be stubborn. After hearing what the young master said, it got stubborn and insisted on going against him."
The little blind man remained silent, his brows furrowed, and he still couldn't figure it out.
"drive!"
"drive!"
While they were talking, the sound of dense horse hooves fell like raindrops behind them, and the riders were shouting.
The few people who were just far away have already run behind the donkey cart on horseback.
As the men got closer, everyone noticed that they were wearing the same yellow-brown brocade shirt with a copper coin embroidered on the chest.
There were three people in the group, all men, with dusty looks on their faces, as if they had come from far away.
"Da da…"
The sound of horse hooves was rapid and dense, and the speed was very fast.
In comparison, the donkey cart is much slower.
Just as the three men arrived next to the donkey cart, a flash of silver light passed by, revealing a biting coldness.On the donkey cart, the purple-robed Taoist priest who was originally sitting next to the old man driving the cart suddenly had a silver pistol in his right hand.
The tip of the spear flashed coldly in the sunlight and stabbed straight at one of the three people.
The speed was so fast that the other four people on the donkey cart only saw a flash of silver light.
However, just when the Taoist in purple was about to stab, the man on horseback seemed to have eyes on his back, and he dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack.
The Taoist priest in purple robes' expression changed, no longer as gentle as before.
His temperament suddenly changed, and there was a strong murderous aura in his coldness.
Under the cover of murderous aura, the donkey pulling the cart stopped, its limbs trembling, and a yellow liquid with a strange smell oozing out from its crotch.
The donkey was frightened to the point of peeing.
The Taoist in purple didn't hesitate. He stepped on the donkey cart with one foot, rose up, and landed his feet steadily on the horse's back, stabbing continuously with the silver pistol in his hand.
The man who dodged the attack jumped onto the horse in front of him with a leap in the air.
The other two jumped off their horses at the same time, holding a sharp steel knife in their hands, and rushed towards the Taoist in purple together.
This sudden change shocked the four people on the donkey cart.
The Taoist in purple swung the silver spear in his hand to block the attacks of the two men, and then his body swung and he began to move around on the horse's back.
The Taoist walked on the bumpy horse's back as if it were flat ground.
"Ding Ding!"
The silver spear and the steel knife collided, and sparks flew during the collision.
"What's going on? What's going on? Are people fighting?" The little blind man asked hurriedly when he heard the sound of weapons clashing.
No one present answered him.
The old man driving the donkey cart turned pale with fright. He jumped off the cart in two steps and took a few steps back.
After taking a few steps, he missed his donkey cart and turned back.
The third person on horseback saw that the Taoist in purple had blocked his companions' attacks, and he shook his hands and threw out several locust stones.
The Taoist in purple caught a glimpse of the incoming black shadow from the corner of his eye, and suddenly pulled out another silver pistol from under his robe with his left hand. After blocking it several times, he caught the locust stone.
A locust stone was bounced off and hit the donkey on the head. The donkey fell to the ground with a cry, twitched and then stopped moving.
In just a few breaths, the four of them had fought several times.
The blind boy sitting on the donkey cart asked anxiously, "What's going on? What weapons are they using?"
Neither the woman in green nor the big man in yellow said a word. The moment the four men started fighting, they jumped off the donkey cart and stood five meters away.
The only people left on the donkey cart were the little blind man and the young man wearing a silver mask.
The silver-masked man said, "The Taoist in purple robes uses two silver pistols."
"Among the other three, two used knives and one used a hidden weapon."
Upon hearing what was happening on the field, the little blind man's face changed drastically. He muttered in a low voice, "Two silver spears... Two silver spears..."
"It's Fengyu Tower's gold medal killer, Silver Spear Zhao Wu!"
When the woman in green and the man in yellow on the donkey cart heard the name, they fled towards Jiangning County without hesitation and without looking back.
After just a few steps, their shoes were covered in mud.
The woman in green no longer cared whether her shoes were clean or not.
It was as if the four words "Silver Spear Zhao Wu" were the deadly Yama and the soul-seeking evil ghost.
The man in the silver mask glanced at the two who had escaped and added, "The other three were wearing yellow-brown clothes with copper coins embroidered on their chests."
"Hiss... They are from Wanjintang!" The little blind man told the origins of the three people in one go.
While the two were talking, Zhao Wu, the Silver Spear, who was dressed in a purple Taoist robe, jumped up and down several times, his movements reaching the extreme speed.
Leaping over the heads of two men holding long knives.
The two men shouted at the same time, and rushed forward with the steel knives in their hands with great force.
In the air, Zhao Wu, the Silver Spear, flew with his feet, which landed on two steel knives. He was not injured, but instead used the strength of the two men to leap forward for a distance.
The man on horseback was shocked and frightened when he saw this scene.
Zhao Wu, the Silver Spear, exerted force on his hands and threw out two silver spears.
Two silver spears shot like arrows towards the man who fired the hidden weapon.
The man screamed, but before he could dodge, the silver spear pierced his chest and abdomen and turned him into a corpse.
The horse neighed and galloped, and the corpse on its back rolled to the ground.
Zhao Wu pointed his feet, somersaulted and landed next to the man's body, then drew out his silver spear.
The man's body trembled twice, and two streams of warm blood spurted out, staining Zhao Wu's purple Taoist robe red.
A faint smell of blood wafted through the air. Silver Spear Zhao Wu's expression remained unchanged as he looked coldly at the remaining two people in Wanjin Hall.
The man holding two steel knives changed his expression drastically. He stopped where he was and looked at Zhao Wu, the silver spear, in surprise and suspicion.
The blind boy sitting on the donkey cart smelled the blood in the air and said palely, "Someone died?"
"Who died?"
"The one who fired hidden weapons in Wanjintang." The silver-masked man's voice had a hint of excitement, as if seeing others fighting satisfied his curiosity.
The little blind man breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, fortunately, the three people from Wanjintang should not be at a high level."
"What? Do you like Silver Spear Zhao Wu?" the man with the silver mask asked curiously.
The little blind man shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm optimistic, it's that the people from Wanjintang deserve to die."
The two surviving men glared at the little blind man at the same time.
One of them shouted, "Why don't you take action?"
The little blind man sitting on the donkey cart shuddered and looked at the man with the silver mask with horror.
The man in the silver mask tried to touch his nose, but his fingers touched the mask instead: "It's not me."
Zhao Wu, who was standing next to the corpse, frowned and looked at everyone present.
The man wearing the silver mask turned his head to look at the old man standing next to him who had not left.
The old man's face was pale, his legs trembling. He shook his head and said, "It's...it's not me..."
The atmosphere in the field suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at each other.
At this moment, Zhao Wu rushed forward and flew out like a kite with a broken string.
He rolled on the ground a few times, tapped his feet, and after creating some distance, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".
There was one more person where Zhao Wu had just stood.
The other person was a burly man, wearing a jute short shirt that revealed his hairy chest. He looked at everyone with a smile on his face.
The little blind man couldn't see and asked quickly, "What's going on?"
"The man who just asked you to read your fortune seems to be Wanjintang's helper. He walked silently and beat Zhao Wu so hard that he vomited blood."
The man in the silver mask acted as an explainer and told the little blind man the situation.
"Walking silently...spitting blood with one blow..." The little blind man pondered for a moment, then suddenly shuddered and asked in a deep voice, "Is that man with his chest exposed, a burly figure, and constantly laughing?"
"yes."
"Oh no! It's Xu Xiaolin, the Smiling Cat, one of the twelve masters of Wanjin Hall. Zhao Wu is dead."
The little blind man said this with a firm voice. After that, his face darkened and he cursed under his breath, muttering, "What bad luck! What bad luck! How come I ran into this guy right after coming down the mountain..."
The little blind man reached into his arms, took out three copper coins, clasped them together in his hand and shook them quickly, muttering to himself as he shook them.
Zhao Wu, who was hit by a palm and vomited blood, looked as pale as paper. When he heard the little blind man say the five words "Laughing Cat Xu Xiaolin", despair appeared in his eyes.
"Impossible, why are you here?"
Xu Xiaolin still had a smiling face: "Why can't I be here?"
"Qingxuzi is choosing a successor, but he didn't say I can't come."
Zhao Wu stared at Xu Xiaolin, thinking about all the strange things that had just happened. He wondered how a third-grade warrior could dodge his foolproof sneak attack.
With the addition of Xu Xiaolin, the other party was well prepared.
Zhao Wu's body trembled, his eyes filled with horror: "Are you here to kill me?"
"Oh? Very clever! It seems that the assassins from Fengyu Tower have also noticed it."
Zhao Wu's chest rose and fell rapidly, his expression changing. He gritted his teeth and asked, "As expected..."
"Why?"
Laughing Cat Xu Xiaolin said with a smile: "If you want to blame someone, blame Fengyu Tower for being too ostentatious."
After saying that, Xu Xiaolin looked at the little blind man and said jokingly, "Little blind man, have you figured it out?"
"Can you survive today?"
Compared to Zhao Wu, who was half dead after being hit by his palm, Xu Xiaolin was more interested in the little blind man.
He can't see, but he can tell his own origins. This little blind man is definitely not simple.
The little blind man had just finished shaking the coin for the last time. He reached out and touched the pattern on it, and learned the change of the last line.
He breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay, I survived!"
Xu Xiaolin heard the little blind man's mumbling and laughed, "That's it! Didn't I tell you to read the hexagrams backwards?"
"You are doomed to die!"
Hearing this, the little blind man turned pale.
The silver-masked man, still sitting on the donkey cart, asked curiously, "What's Zhao Wu's strength level?"
The little blind man glanced at the other person and said, "Mid-stage second rank."
"Then...what about that Laughing Cat Xu Xiaolin?"
"Peak of the second rank."
"Is it very different?" The man with the silver mask asked doubtfully, as if he didn't know the common sense of martial arts.
The corner of the blind man's mouth twitched a few times: "If it were someone else, Zhao Wu would still be alive."
"But the opponent is Xu Xiaolin, the Smiling Cat. He is world-famous for his Qinggong skills. No one below the First Rank has a better Qinggong skill than him."
"He walks without making any sound because he has mastered a strange second-grade Qinggong technique to perfection, to the point where there's nothing left to practice!"
"Anyone below the first rank who faces him will definitely not be able to escape."
At this point, the little blind man's heart sank: "If he wasn't a top-tier master who specialized in Qinggong, it would be difficult to catch up with him."
"Oh? So powerful?" The silver-masked man looked surprised. He asked with great interest, "What's the name of his strange martial art?"
"It's called 'Cat Walk'. It was created by a lama from the Western Regions. Xu Xiaolin got the nickname 'Laughing Cat' because of 'Cat Walk'."
On the donkey cart, the little blind man and the man with the silver mask were chatting as if no one was around.
Both of them looked fearless and completely ignored Xu Xiaolin.
Xu Xiaolin's face darkened and he sneered, "You know quite a lot."
The man in the silver mask saw the smile on Xu Xiaolin's face and suddenly realized, "I know where his smile comes from. Is it because he's always smiling?"
"That's right." The little blind man said in a literary tone.
After saying this, Xu Xiaolin's face twitched a few times, neither laughing nor not laughing.
He glanced coldly at the man in the silver mask: "Who are you?"
"Could it be that you, the Excellency, also had your fortune told and found out that you can survive?"
The silver-masked man smiled, bowed slightly, and said, "I will always keep my name and surname. This is Donghua."Chen Ye removed the radicals from his name and created a pseudonym "Donghua".
Although he said that he would never change his name or surname.
But when traveling around the world, who would use their real name?
He started from Yuhang County and jogged all the way. After running more than 2,000 steps, he arrived at the territory of Jiangning Prefecture.
It took less than twenty minutes to travel more than 200 kilometers.
Shrinking the distance to an inch, 100 meters in one step, with no cooling time required, this speed is really too fast.
When they were about to reach Jiangning County, Chen Ye stopped using the shrinking technique. He had plenty of time to look at the scenery along the road.
We turned to walking. It had just rained in Jiangning Prefecture, and the air and scenery were very good.
He exchanged a silver mask from the system mall to cover his face. Not long after walking, he met an old man soliciting passengers on a donkey cart.
After Chen Ye revealed his alias, everyone present lowered their heads in thought.
I've never heard of the name "Donghua".
Laughing Cat Xu Xiaolin had no impression of this name in his mind. He knew that the other party should be an unknown person.
"A nameless person dares to boast."
"I really don't know how to write the word death."
Xu Xiaolin smiled coldly, and his burly figure suddenly became as agile as a cat, and he rushed towards the donkey cart.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise.
The donkey cart that the little blind man and Chen Ye were riding in was split into two halves by Xu Xiaolin's palm.
"Um?"
When Xu Xiaolin saw that his palm missed, his face changed drastically.
"That was close, that was close, it almost hit me." Two people appeared about twenty or thirty feet away from Xu Xiaolin.
Chen Ye put the little blind man down and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
If he had reacted a little slower, he would have been slapped.
Although he has the [Indestructible] entry, Chen Ye can't just get beaten for nothing.
It would be so embarrassing to get beaten up without any means of fighting back.
Since Chen Ye plans to use the pseudonym "Donghua" to travel the world.
Then we have to maintain our "personality". We can't let the heroes in the martial arts world mention Donghua and say: That guy is quite tough.
The little blind man shook his head, feeling as if he had changed places. He asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"What happened?"
Chen Ye smiled and said, "Kitty's cat punch missed."
The little blind man was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then a strange look appeared on his face.
Donghua is probably the first person to describe the famous "Laughing Cat Xu Xiaolin" in this way.
Xu Xiaolin's palm strike missed and he looked at the position of Chen Ye and the little blind man.
When he saw that Chen Ye was twenty or thirty feet away from him, his face changed completely.
"Who exactly is Your Excellency?"
Xu Xiaolin asked in a deep voice, putting away the smile on his face and looking extremely serious.
A laugh came from behind the silver mask: "Didn't I tell you?"
"Can't understand?"
Chen Ye's voice was calm with a hint of laughter.
It seemed as if he didn't take the top second-grade master Xu Xiaolin seriously at all.
The seriously injured Zhao Wu was shocked to the extreme when he saw Chen Ye and the little blind man suddenly appear twenty or thirty feet away. His eyes widened.
The other two people from Wanjintang were even more shocked.
In the blink of an eye, he crossed twenty or thirty feet. This level of lightness skill is unheard of!
Laughing Cat Xu Xiaolin asked himself, even if he used all his strength to perform lightness skills, he could only jump more than ten feet at most.
Even a top-tier master who specializes in light martial arts can only cross a distance of about twenty feet at most.
Donghua actually crossed twenty or thirty feet in an instant!
Xu Xiaolin now only felt his limbs were cold.
If this person launches a sneak attack...
I'm afraid I would have died long ago!
Everyone present was silent, staring at Chen Ye in a daze.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you talking?" The little blind man didn't know that he had just been pulled by Chen Ye and had crossed a distance of twenty or thirty feet.
Xu Xiaolin took a deep breath, and the smile on his face completely disappeared. He looked serious and bowed to Chen Ye, saying, "Sir, this matter has nothing to do with you. Do you really want to take care of it?"
Chen Ye said with a half-smile, "When did I ever say I would take care of this matter?"
Hearing this, Xu Xiaolin couldn't help but show joy on his face.
Judging from the other party's attainments in lightness skills, it is clear that this person is definitely not simple.
He took action this time only to stop Zhao Wu from being killed.
If this man in the silver mask were to get involved, there might be complications.
The little blind man was shocked when he heard the conversation between the two people and exclaimed in surprise, "You!"
"The desperate escaping death sign in the hexagram refers to you?"
Chen Ye smiled: "Oh? Is it me?"
The little blind man heard that there was no panic in Chen Ye's voice, only a calmness that was full of confidence.
He couldn't help laughing: "Interesting, interesting!"
"I told you my luck wouldn't be this bad."
Xu Xiaolin heard that Chen Ye had no intention of interfering in the affairs of Fengyu Tower and Wanjin Hall. He looked at the injured Zhao Wu again, and his face returned to that smiling tiger look.
Zhao Wu covered his chest with one hand, his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was disordered.
The palm strike Xu Xiaolin just made contained a lot of internal strength.
The full-strength attack from the second-grade peak master had already seriously injured him.
If Xu Xiaolin had not specialized in light skills, his palm technique would have been slightly inferior.
If that palm strike had come from any other top-level second-grade expert, he would have been killed.
"Wanjintang and Fengyulou will avenge me." Zhao Wu vomited blood again, his eyes dim, and there was no will to live in them.
Xu Xiaolin smiled and said, "Then I want to see how you will take revenge."
He shrank his body, raised his back, and moved in strange ways, like a nimble big cat pouncing on Zhao Wu.
In a blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of more than ten feet and arrived in front of Zhao Wu.
Zhao Wu stepped forward and pounced on the other two Wanjintang gang members who were holding steel knives.
Even if he dies, he will take two people with him.
"How dare you." Xu Xiaolin sneered, and without making any sound, he appeared behind Zhao Wu like a ghost.
At this moment, Zhao Wu suddenly turned around, and the two silver pistols in his hands, one above and one below, stabbed out, attacking Xu Xiaolin viciously and cruelly.
Xu Xiaolin's heart trembled, and his body suddenly stopped. He jumped three feet high and avoided the silver spear below.
His feet stepped deftly on the tip of the silver spear.
At this moment, a cruel look flashed in Zhao Wu's eyes.
He threw away his guns, raised his palms to the sky, and attacked Xu Xiaolin at an extremely fast speed.
Xu Xiaolin was in the air, with no way to escape. He drew a circle with his palms and faced Zhao Wu.
As soon as the two palms touched, Zhao Wu changed his body shape, and the two palms just now were just a feint.
He moved his feet, displayed his lightness skills, and ran towards Chen Ye who was watching the show not far away.
Xu Xiaolin was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that Zhao Wu's appearance of wanting to die together was actually fake.
Chen Ye couldn't help but feel a headache when he saw Zhao Wu running towards him.
Even if you run to me, I can't save you.
Xu Xiaolin reacted and just as his toes touched the ground, he rushed out.
"Sir, please take a message to Fengyu Tower!"
"The Earthly Branches have changed!"
Zhao Wu ran quickly and pleaded loudly to Chen Ye.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xiaolin caught up with him and hit him on the back with a palm. Blood spurted out and he died on the spot.
Zhao Wu, dressed in a purple Taoist robe, slowly fell to the ground, his chest stained with blood.
His eyes bulged out and he stared at Chen Ye, his eyes full of pleading.Chen Ye saw a living person being beaten to death in front of him, with blood splattered all over the ground.
It's a bit scary.
As a modern man, he has never seen such a thing.
Just now, Zhao Wu killed the Wanjintang gang member. It happened too quickly and Chen Ye didn't feel much.
But when it was Zhao Wu's turn, he was begging for help in the previous second, and was beaten to death in the next second.
This made Chen Ye feel a little sad.
The world of martial arts is not as good as he imagined. The true face of martial arts is blood and killing.
Xu Xiaolin killed the seriously injured Zhao Wu with a palm strike, and his expression was still smiling.
It was as if he had just killed a chicken or an ant.
When Chen Ye saw Xu Xiaolin's smiling expression, he felt a chill in his heart.
Xu Xiaolin looked at Chen Ye and said with a smile: "Sir, what you just said."
"How much money would it take to make you forget?"
Chen Ye came back to his senses and said in a slightly colder voice: "Oh?"
"Are you rich?"
Hearing this, everyone present had strange expressions on their faces.
Chen Ye felt as if he had made a common sense mistake that everyone else knew but he didn't.
The blind man beside him pondered for a moment and said, "Wanjintang, what does Wanjin mean?"
"It is said that Wanjintang's wealth is unmatched in the world, and its wealth rivals that of a nation."
"Most merchants in the Dawu Dynasty have connections with Wanjintang."
After saying that, the little blind man smiled again and said, "However, Wan Jintang rarely spends money to buy the things he likes."
"But if it's something they're willing to spend money on, it must be priceless."
Xu Xiaolin's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Chen Ye with an unchanging smile: "What do you think, Excellency?"
Chen Ye smiled and looked at the blind man beside him: "So, Wanjintang is very powerful?"
"Very big." said the little blind man seriously.
"Rich too?"
"Very rich."
"Then how much do you think is appropriate for me?"
Chen Ye ignored Xu Xiaolin and started talking to the little blind man instead.
"It will cost at least 1,000 taels of gold. Anything Wanjintang is willing to buy must be very precious." The little blind man said with a smile.
"Four words, 1,000 taels of gold?" Chen Ye's tone was a little surprised.
1,000 gold is equivalent to 10,000 taels of silver, with a purchasing power equivalent to 5 million.
Four words: 5 million.
This price is really terrible.
"This is not enough." The little blind man said seriously.
Xu Xiaolin's mouth twitched as he listened to Chen Ye and the little blind man singing in unison.
1,000 taels of gold, you're so brave!
"Sir, I will give you 100 taels of gold in exchange for your forgetting the four words you just said."
"Just consider it a friendship. If you meet someone from Wanjintang in the future, please introduce my name, Xu Xiaolin!"
Xu Xiaolin suppressed the smile on his face and said with a fist clasped.
"What do you think of this price?" Chen Ye asked the little blind man with a smile.
The little blind man lowered his voice and said, "That's about it. 100 taels of gold is not a small amount for the master of Wanjin Hall."
"Killing a late-stage third-grade expert in Fengyu Tower only earns 200 taels of gold."
"Four words are worth 100 taels of gold, that's enough."
Chen Ye quickly converted it in his mind.
100 taels of gold is equivalent to 1,000 taels of silver.
So, for a late-stage third-grade expert, the life is only worth 2,000 taels of silver, equivalent to a purchasing power of 1 million?
Tsk tsk…
Chen Ye has a deeper understanding of the power levels of this world.
While Chen Ye was thinking, the little blind man pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Are you afraid of Wanjintang?"
"Of course I'm not afraid." Chen Ye smiled.
He has the ability to [Shrink the Earth to an Inch] and [Indestructible], and is not afraid of anyone.
"Then you should be more aggressive. Xu Xiaolin will probably give you 200 taels of gold," the little blind man suggested. "If he's willing to give you 100 taels of gold, it means these four words are definitely worth more than that."
Chen Ye understood. He looked at Xu Xiaolin and said calmly, "200 taels of gold."
Xu Xiaolin's eyelids twitched and his face suddenly turned gloomy, but he soon smiled again.
Without hesitation, he took out 20 gold notes from his pocket.
"I hope you can keep your promise."
After saying that, Xu Xiaolin raised the gold note, and the knife-wielding gang member behind him stepped forward to take the gold note, walked up to Chen Ye and handed it to him.
Chen Ye took the gold note and narrowed his eyes slightly.
200 taels of gold?
I exchanged four words for 200 taels of gold?
Isn't this money too easy to come by?
"Sir, we will meet again later." Xu Xiaolin said with a smile.
He bowed slightly and left in the direction of Jiangning County with two other gang members.
Obviously, he was not here to participate in the selection of Qingxuzi's successor.
Chen Ye counted the gold notes in his hand and felt that it was a little unreal.
"Are they gone?" the little blind man asked nervously.
"Let's go." Chen Ye's tone remained calm.
The little blind man breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "It's good that he's gone, it's good that he's gone."
He looked at Chen Ye and said with a grin, "Did you really give me 200 taels?"
Chen Ye glanced at the little blind man, smiled, and took out a gold note worth 10 taels of gold and handed it to the little blind man: "This is your brokerage fee."
"No, you saved my life, so consider it as payment." The little blind man shook his head like a rattle, looking very principled.
Chen Ye put away the gold note and didn't insist.
"Do you know a lot about the world?" Chen Ye developed a little interest in this little blind man.
"I know a little bit." The little blind man grinned and looked modest.
Chen Ye glanced at the messy official road and asked, "Are you going to Tieque Villa too?"
"Yes, but I'm going to find someone, not participate in that selection." The little blind man shook his head, as if he had thought of something, and added: "That selection has already been decided."
"It would be a waste of time to go there."
Chen Ye looked at the little blind man in surprise. He knew a lot.
"Then let's go together." Chen Ye suggested.
He knew too little about the martial arts world of the Great Wu Dynasty and urgently needed a "know-it-all" like the little blind man to popularize the knowledge.
The little blind man was happy and comfortable, feeling pleasantly surprised.
If you are a master who can scare off Xu Xiaolin, and follow him, your own safety will definitely not be a problem.
Master, Master, I am so lucky.
The little blind man was very happy.
…
Jiangning County, outside the city.
Chen Ye and the little blind man arrived at the foot of the city. The soldiers in charge of the inspection stood lazily by the side. When they saw the warriors holding knives and swords, there was impatience and irritation in their eyes.
There was a big sign hanging next to the soldier, which said 40 copper coins per person to enter the city.
"What's your name, little blind man?"
Chen Ye followed the crowd to the city gate, paid the entrance fee for two people, and walked into Jiangning County.
The little blind man held a long branch in his hand and shook his head while exploring the ground and said, "I am Tianjizi!"
Tianjizi?
This name is quite unique and sounds like a Taoist name.
Walking into Jiangning County, the streets are full of warriors carrying weapons, both men and women, old and young.
It is not difficult to tell from their behavior that they are all here to participate in Qingxuzi's disciple selection.
"Mr. Donghua, are you also here to participate in Qingxuzi's disciple selection?" Tianjizi asked with his head tilted.
Chen Ye smiled and said, "I came to take a look, mainly to broaden my horizons. The martial arts world of Dawu is a little different from what I imagined."
"That's fine, Mr. Hua. If you come across a sect you don't recognize, just ask me!" Tianjizi patted his chest and promised, "I basically know all the sects and prominent figures in this world."
"Okay, then I'll have to rely more on Brother Tianji!" Chen Ye said to the little blind man.
The little blind man chuckled and felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.
"Oh right! Mr. Hua, let's go to the inn and book a room. If we're any later, we might end up sleeping on the streets tonight."
Tianjizi seemed to remember something and said, slapping his head.
Chen Ye nodded.
Jiangning County is full of warriors who are here to select disciples for Qingxuzi tomorrow. I wonder if there are any guest rooms left.At the end of the long street, in front of a building, stood a wooden pole about three or four meters long, with four fiery red lanterns hanging on it, with four large characters written on them.
"Dragon Gate Inn."
When Chen Ye saw these four words, he felt a little complicated.
Is there really an inn with this name?
He complained in his heart and walked into the inn with Tianjizi.
As soon as the two entered the inn, the waiter standing in front of the counter came to greet them.
"My dear guests, we only have the "人" (human-shaped) rooms left in our hotel. They cost 10 taels of silver per night."
When Chen Ye heard the price, he was stunned.
Wow, this price is almost as high as a night's rest at Yihongyuan in Yuhang County!
The waiter looked at me as if to say, "That's the price, take it or leave it."
When he saw what Chen Ye and the blind boy were wearing, he guessed that they must not have much money.
"Normal, normal…"
The little blind man muttered a few words, fumbled in his pocket for a while, took out a silver note worth 10 taels of silver, and handed it to the waiter.
The waiter was stunned when he saw that the two men could actually come up with 10 taels of silver.
He reacted quickly, took the banknote, and immediately changed his expression. He threw the rag over his shoulder and shouted enthusiastically, "Two guests, please come this way!"
Chen Ye followed the waiter into the store with an expressionless face.
There is always power-hungry people in any era, this is normal.
Chen Ye and the little blind man walked into the inn.
In the middle of the inn lobby, guests were sitting at several tables.
From their clothing and the weapons at hand, it is not difficult to tell that they are all warriors.
Chen Ye only took a glance and then looked away.
Going up to the second floor, the waiter took Chen Ye and the little blind man to the human-shaped room.
Pushing open the door, I found the room was a little small, with a bed on each side, and a wooden table and two chairs in the middle.
There is nothing else besides this.
The conditions are very bad, but there is nothing we can do.
"Squeak…"
The door of the H-shaped room next door was pushed open.
"Waiter, bring me a bowl of plain noodles and bring it to the room."
A woman in a black dress and holding a sword in her left hand stood in front of the door and spoke to the waiter.
The voice was plain but with a hint of grace.
When Chen Ye saw the other person, he was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly under the mask.
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!" The waiter responded, handed the room key to Chen Ye, and said to Chen Ye with a smile: "Sir, if you need anything, please call me."
Chen Ye nodded, took another look at the woman in the black dress, and then went into the house with the little blind man.
After closing the door, the little blind man chuckled and said, "The one who just spoke must be a beauty."
Chen Ye couldn't help but laugh: "You can tell she's a beauty even though you can't see her?"
"Tsk tsk, Master Hua, you don't know this. Although I can't see with my eyes, I can see clearly in my heart."
"Even if she didn't say anything just now, I could tell whether she was beautiful or ugly, fat or thin, just by walking past her."
Chen Ye cupped his hands and said, "You're amazing. I wonder how old you are, Brother Tianji?"
"Fourteen." said the little blind man with a smile.
Only 14, still a little kid.
Chen Ye did not expose the other party.
He sat on the chair, closed his eyes slightly, tapped the table, and thought about the woman in the black dress and Fengyu Tower.
Chen Ye actually didn't want to care, but the woman in the black dress and Xiaolian had a master-disciple relationship.
"Brother Tianji, how much do you know about Fengyu Tower?" Chen Ye suddenly opened his eyes and asked.
The little blind man lying on the bed chuckled and said, "I understand most of it, right?"
"Fengyu Tower is the number one assassin organization in the Dawu Dynasty, and its intelligence network spans the entire Dawu."
"It is said that even if it is windy or rainy in a certain place, they can know it immediately."
"No one knows how their intelligence network actually works, but they are terrifying."
"They are very powerful. There are no less than thirty second-grade gold medal killers in the building."
"There are hundreds of third and fourth rank killers."
"Anyone they target will basically die."
Chen Ye asked, "Thirty second-grade masters, is Fengyu Tower very powerful?"
The little blind man sat up and said seriously, "Very impressive."
"The Five Mountains Sword Sects, Huashan, Songshan, Taishan, Hengshan, and Hengshan, combined, have no more than thirty second-grade masters."
"No one knows how Fengyu Tower cultivated those masters. It's as if those masters appeared out of thin air."
The little blind man said in an amazed tone.
Chen Ye nodded and gained some understanding of Fengyu Tower's strength.
"It can be said that Wanjintang and Fengyulou are the most untouchable organizations in the martial arts world."
"If they start fighting, I'm afraid many people will die."
When the little blind man said this, his voice sounded somewhat emotional, with a hint of compassion in his tone.
"Which one has a better reputation, Wanjin Hall or Fengyu Tower?" Chen Ye suddenly asked.
The little blind man sneered twice: "Neither of them is a good person, but compared to them, Fengyu Tower is more open and bright."
"Oh? How do you mean?"
"Wanjin Hall may appear glorious on the surface, but behind the scenes, there are far more dirty things going on than Fengyu Tower."
"The Fengyu Tower is more open than most other sects in the martial arts world. As for those famous and upright sects..." The little blind man's tone changed, and he said sarcastically, "They're all full of nonsense like senior brothers and junior sisters, disciples and mistresses, etc."
From his tone, we can tell that the little blind man seems to be very disgusted with the noble and upright people.
After listening to this, Chen Ye tapped the table twice, thinking about something.
Xiaolian, Xiaolian, tell me about the career you chose...
Why choose a killer when there are so many other options?
After asking about the situation of Fengyu Tower, Chen Ye made a decision in his mind.
He smiled at the little blind man and said, "Brother Tianji, do you want to make another careful assessment of that beauty?"
…
Qin Yi placed the sword on the edge of the table. In front of her was a bowl of plain noodles. A few chopped green onions were sprinkled on the snow-white noodles, and a little oil was floating on the noodle soup.
Qin Yi slowly took off the black veil on her face.
A fair and delicate face is revealed, with fair skin and delicate features.
She has curved eyebrows, a high nose, and plump and round rosy lips.
A pair of eyes like autumn water blinked, looking around gracefully.
It gives people a graceful and gentle temperament.
Anyone who sees this face probably won't believe that its owner is a ruthless female killer.
Compared to a killer, this face looks more like a woman who has been kept in seclusion in the Jiangnan water town.
Qin Yi picked up the chopsticks and just picked up a noodle when he heard several knocks on the door.
She put down her chopsticks, put on her veil again, and picked up her sword.
He walked to the door and opened it.
A silver mask with leaf patterns engraved on the edge appeared before her.
"Is there anything I can do for you, sir?" Qin Yi asked in a calm voice.
A faint laugh came from behind the silver mask: "I met a friend named Zhao on the road. He wields two guns in one hand and his Qinggong is very impressive."
"Before he died, he asked a friend of mine to pass a message to Fengyu Tower."
After saying that, the man in the silver mask stepped aside, revealing a little blind man hiding behind him.
The little blind man's face was pale. He "looked" in the direction of Qin Yi and forced a smile. His smile was uglier than crying.
After hearing what the silver-masked man said, Qin Yi's pupils shrank, and he said with a hint of urgency in his voice, "Please come in and have a chat."
Chen Ye and the little blind man walked into Qin Yi's room.
As he passed by, Chen Ye smelled a faint scent of osmanthus.
From the woman in the black dress next to him.Chen Ye and the little blind man walked into the room.
Qin Yi keenly felt that the two men had no martial arts skills, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
She narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and suddenly realized something.
How did these two people know that she was from Fengyu Tower?
The identity of the killer in Fengyu Tower is secret and no portrait of him has ever been leaked.
Only the characteristics of martial arts and weapons are circulated in the world.
After Chen Ye entered the room, he sat down on the chair naturally. Seeing a pot of tea on the wooden table, he poured himself a cup.
The little blind man next to him turned pale as he entered the room, as if he knew the identity of the woman in the black dress.
Qin Yi closed the door and asked calmly, "What did Zhao Wu say?"
Chen Ye picked up the teacup, took a sip and smiled: "I don't know. Wanjintang gave me 200 taels of gold and asked me to forget that sentence."
"I'm a man of my word and I won't break it, so I don't remember it."
"But that friend who swung the silver spear seemed to be talking to my little brother before he died, asking him to pass on a message."
"Ask him."
Chen Ye threw the topic to the little blind man.
Qin Yi looked at the little blind man, then shifted his gaze to Chen Ye.
These two people are very strange.
The little blind man took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "He only said four words."
"The Earthly Branches have changed."
Hearing this, Qin's expression trembled instantly, and his pupils shrank into needles.
"really..."
Qin Yi said in an inaudible voice.
Qin Yi came back to his senses and clasped his fists towards Chen Ye and the little blind man, saying, "Thank you both!"
After saying this, Qin Yi thought for a moment and said, "This sentence is very meaningful. Do you two have any enemies? I am willing to do it for you..."
The corners of Chen Ye's mouth twitched twice.
Is this the killer from Fengyu Tower?
The way to repay a favor is to kill someone for them?
I still prefer Wanjintang's approach a little more.
"No need for that. We are all children of the martial arts world. We should repay our hatred and grudges with our own hands."
Chen Ye drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, stood up, bowed, and said, "I have delivered your message. Goodbye."
After saying that, Chen Ye took the little blind boy out of the room without stopping and returned to his own room next door.
As soon as he entered the room, the little blind man jumped onto the bed, his teeth chattering. He hugged himself and said, "It turned out to be her..."
"It's actually her…"
Chen Ye was puzzled: "Who is she?"
"Yu Luosha, the golden killer of Fengyu Tower!"
"Is she famous?"
The little blind man knew that this mysterious Young Master Donghua seemed to know very little about the affairs of the martial arts world, so he explained, "Although her strength is mid-second rank, her status in Fengyu Tower is different."
"She is the direct disciple of the owner of Fengyu Tower!"
"When I was young, I had a fortuitous encounter. I don't know what I took, but my internal energy became extremely cold and yin. It is said that even if I was poisoned, I could use my internal energy to temporarily suppress it. In addition, I received personal training from the owner of Fengyu Tower."
"His strength is terrifying, and his level of danger is even higher than that of the Laughing Cat Xu Xiaolin."
"Also, she never assassinates people. She always kills them openly and honestly, and kills her targets cleanly and efficiently."
"Anyone who stands in her way will be killed by her. Therefore, she is known as the Jade Rakshasa in the martial arts world, and her hands are stained with blood."
The little blind man was on the verge of tears, muttering, "What bad luck! What bad luck! How can I meet her even though I'm staying at an inn..."
Seeing his expression, Chen Ye couldn't help but laugh: "By the way, what's your judgment?"
"Is she a beauty, as you say?"
The little blind man's face changed drastically, his expression became tense, and he put his finger to his lips and whispered, "Shh!"
"We are only separated from her by a wall. She can hear everything we say!"
"So powerful?" Chen Ye said with a smile.
The little blind man wanted to cry but had no tears: "Please! Master Hua, the killers of Fengyu Tower have eyes and ears that far surpass those of ordinary warriors."
"It's just a wall between us. I'm sure her ears have heard our conversation."
Then the little blind man asked in confusion, "Mr. Hua, why are you wading into this muddy water?"
"If Wanjintang knew you sold them out, they would probably hunt you down."
Chen Ye smiled helplessly: "It's a long story, it's all for the children."
The little blind man was stunned for a moment, thinking about Chen Ye's words, and thinking about his previous question, his face became strange.
"Master Hua, she is not someone that ordinary people can..."
The little blind man stopped talking halfway through his words and said no more.
He was afraid that there were eavesdroppers on the other side of the wall, and if that person hit him with the sword again, it would be terrible.
The little blind man was silent for a moment and then said with emotion: "I admire you!"
Next room.
Qin Yi sat at the wooden table. The noodles in front of him had become clumpy. The snow-white noodles absorbed the soup and became swollen and loose.
She let out a breath, and she heard the conversation between Chen Ye and the little blind man next door.
A hint of complexity flashed in Qin Yiqiu's watery eyes.
The four words "changes in the earthly branches" verified everything she had been investigating for the past month.
A month ago, she assassinated Tang Feng.
Based on the information heard from Tang Hao, a possibility was speculated.
Someone in the underworld is planning to lure out the killer from Fengyu Tower and then kill him.
This is weakening the Fengyu Tower.
However, after a month of investigation, Qin Yi only found out that there was something wrong with the intelligence contact at the Yuhang County tavern.
Qin Yi couldn't find out who he corresponded to.
Fengyu Tower's intelligence system has always been a single-line connection, with killers and intelligence personnel belonging to two departments.
Even if she was taught by the OP herself, she still didn't know anything about the intelligence system.
The clue ends here.
Another unusual thing is that many people in Fengyu Tower have failed in the past month.
These anomalies taken together hinted that something was wrong with Fengyu Tower's intelligence agency.
"The Earthly Branches have changed."
Qin Yi's eyes gradually turned cold.
The intelligence of Fengyu Tower is handled by twelve mysterious "Earthly Branches". No one has ever seen their true appearance, nor does anyone know where they are.
All we know is that the Earthly Branches pass the collected intelligence down to the lower levels one level at a time for the killers to review.
Now, Zhao Wu, the Silver Spear, who was also a gold medal killer, is dead. Before his death, he conveyed the four words "changes in the earthly branches".
That's enough to illustrate the problem.
There is a traitor among the twelve Earthly Branches.
Someone betrayed Fengyu Tower.
Qin Yi stared at the clumping noodles, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind.
"No...it's not that the Earthly Branches have changed!"
"That's not what Zhao Wu meant!"
Qin Yi's eyes lit up as he murmured, "There's a traitor among the deacons!"
Fengyu Tower has established deacons in every prefecture and state. Killers need to inform the deacons and register when they receive a mission.
Prevent multiple killers from accepting orders to assassinate the same person and causing internal strife.
"Zhao Wu is a solitary person who rarely interacts with others."
"Before his death, he spread the word that the Earthly Branches had changed. He wasn't referring to the Earthly Branches."
"It's to remind Fengyu Tower that something is wrong with the deacon of Jiangning Mansion!"
Qin Yi gradually figured out the key.
Zhao Wu was ambushed by Wanjintang's men.
The only person who could reveal the location of the assassin from Fengyu Tower was the deacon.
Because the deacon knew that the killer who accepted the mission would definitely appear where the target person was.
The scene of the assassination of Tang Feng a month ago appeared in Qin Yi's mind.
Deacon Huang from Lin'an Prefecture...
There is also Deacon Li from Jiangning Prefecture.
Qin Yi took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became cold.
She picked up the sword in her left hand and stood up, her eyes glancing over the wooden table.
There was a bowl of clumpy plain noodles on the table.
Qin Yi's body froze, he put down his sword, took off his veil, and picked up the chopsticks again.The next day.
Chen Ye and the little blind man got up early, had breakfast, and then, like most warriors in the city, went to Tieque Villa on the outskirts of Jiangning County.
"There's a wave and cloud pattern embroidered on his chest. He's from the Sea Whale Gang. The gang leader, Qiong Longshan, is a top-tier master. His Shocking Wave Palms are invincible along the coast!"
"Let's not mess with them."
"A red robe with copper coins embroidered on the chest? That's Master Huoyun of Wanjin Hall, an early-stage second-rank master. His father is the Fire Dragon King, one of the twelve hall masters.
"Let's stay away from them."
The little blind man listened to Chen Ye's description and kept talking about the identities of the people around him.
Chen Ye looked at the five people not far away and said, "Which sect are these people from? They are holding iron fans, flying claws, and crescent shovels, and they are wearing yellow-brown brocade clothes with mountain patterns embroidered on their backs."
"Look, are there five of us?"
"yes."
The little blind man lowered his voice and said, "Those are the Five Sons of Kongtong, masters of the younger generation of the Kongtong Sect. Their martial arts are mysterious and complex, and their weapon techniques and fist and palm techniques are interchangeable. A single weapon can be used in the manner of several other weapons. They are very powerful, all of them are in the late third rank.
"Although these five aren't particularly strong individually, they enjoy fighting in groups. It's best to be cautious and avoid them."
Along the way, through the little blind man, Chen Ye got to know many sects and organizations.
The journey was not long, and around noon, Chen Ye and the little blind man arrived at Tieque Villa.
Tieque Villa is very big.
It covers an area of hundreds of acres, and the courtyard walls are covered with emerald green tiles, which reflect emerald-like light under the sunlight.
The ground is paved with stone slabs that look like they are carved from white jade, and various trees are planted in the garden.
In front of the gate of Tieque Villa, an old man wearing an indigo robe, with gray hair and a vigorous spirit stood at the gate.
There were many martial artists standing around him.
These warriors, holding weapons in their hands, stood in groups of three or four near the manor, their eyes cold and vigilant.
Chen Ye and the little blind man arrived at the door, half an hour before the official start of the disciple selection.
You can only enter the park at noon.
Chen Ye and the little blind man stood not far from the door, counting the warriors with names and surnames.
Master Huoyun of Wanjintang, the Five Sons of Kongtong, the Young Master of the Sea Whale Gang, the fifth generation disciples of the Kunlun Sect, the disciples of the Beggars' Sect...
Among them are also people from all over the world.
"Brother Tianji, why don't I see anyone from the Five Mountains Sword Sect or the Three Daoist Sects?"
Chen Ye looked around but didn't see any disciples from the big martial arts sects.
The little blind man scratched his ears with his fingernails and said with a grin, "If the Five Mountains Sword Sect had nothing to do, they wouldn't have come down the mountain."
"What's more, Qingxuzi beat up all the leaders of the Five Mountains Sword Sect back then. If the disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect came down the mountain to participate in the disciple selection, their leaders and elders would beat them to death."
"As for the three Taoist sects, they won't come."
"Qingxuzi has already chosen his successor."
Chen Ye's heart moved slightly, and he asked curiously, "Has it been decided?"
"Since the appointment has already been made, why bother with the fanfare of selecting a disciple?"
The little blind man suddenly stopped talking and laughed, "I don't know about that."
"It has nothing to do with me anyway. I'm just here to find someone."
"Who are you looking for? What does he look like? I'll call you when I see him."
Chen Ye knew that the little blind boy knew a lot, but on some things, the boy was very tight-lipped and he couldn't get anything out of him.
"I don't know what he looks like, but Zhang Zhiling and I are looking for the same person."
The blind boy flicked the earwax he had picked out with his fingernails and said.
Chen Ye understood.
"Are you looking for the successor chosen by Zhang Zhiling?"
"Yes."
As the two of them talked, time passed by minute by minute.
The housekeeper of Tieque Villa looked at the sun and knew that the time had come.
He coughed lightly, and the low sound was like thunder.
The warriors, who were originally making some noise, suddenly felt their ears ring at the same time and looked towards the housekeeper involuntarily.
The little blind man bared his teeth, covered his ears and said, "This man has deep internal strength, at least a second-grade master."
Chen Ye looked at the old man. He had an indifferent expression. Although his hair was gray, he looked to be in his sixties.
"Everyone!"
"I believe you are all here to participate in my master's disciple selection!"
"Enough of the small talk."
"The first rule established by our manor master is: only those above the second level are eligible to inherit his mantle!"
The old man had a loud voice, and when he spoke it was like the rumbling of thunder in everyone's ears.
After the butler finished speaking, all the warriors present changed their expressions.
"Above the second level? Are you kidding me?"
"There are only a few second-grade masters in each sect!"
"You're just kidding me!"
"Damn it! I rushed 800 miles and took three days to get here, and you tell me I'm not qualified?"
The warriors around started talking angrily.
Most of these people are at the third or fourth level.
In the entire martial arts world, those at the second level are considered the backbone and successor of the sect.
After hearing this request, Chen Ye was also a little surprised.
"Is Qingxuzi's request too high?"
After chatting with the little blind man, Chen Ye learned a lot of common sense about the underworld.
"As long as he's at least second rank, are you trying to poach a successor from another sect?"
The little blind man smiled and said, "I did it on purpose. I told you it was already decided."
The old housekeeper standing in front of the villa's gate suddenly changed his expression.
Some of the warriors around were cursing Qingxuzi's ancestors for eighteen generations.
"Swoosh!" Several sounds of breaking through the air were heard.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Accompanied by several screams.
There were five or six warriors around with a gold coin dart stuck in their throats. They covered their throats with their hands, their faces full of disbelief.
"Hehe…"
The warriors uttered a few incoherent sounds and fell to the ground.
Suddenly, there were several blood-red streaks on the ground.
This sudden action startled all the warriors present.
The old butler snorted coldly, his voice as deafening as thunder.
"Whoever insults the owner of the manor again with rude words, although I am old, I still have some strength in my hands and feet."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the warriors around shut their mouths.
"It's him! Golden Thunder Dart—Hong Jinlei!"
Someone exclaimed in a low voice, recognizing the old butler's identity.
Everyone was shocked and looked at the old butler with a little more fear.
Chen Ye whispered in the blind boy's ear, "Who is he?"
"Golden Thunder Dart, a hidden weapon expert who has roamed the martial arts world for twenty years, is at the second level and has profound internal strength. He is nicknamed Golden Thunder Dart because his voice is like thunder and he is good at using gold coins."
"He was the third in command of the Taihang Mountain bandits. He met Zhang Zhiling while robbing and then disappeared."
"Everyone thought he was dead, but they didn't expect he was serving as Zhang Zhiling's housekeeper."
The surrounding warriors all shut up when they learned that the old butler in front of them was the Golden Thunder Dart who roamed the Taihang Mountains twenty years ago.
A second-grade master is far beyond the reach of these low-level warriors like them to provoke.
"So it's Senior Hong. My master and Senior Hong once knew each other in Taihang Mountain."
The fifth generation disciple of Kunlun Sect stepped forward, performed the etiquette of a younger generation, and spoke with a bow.
Hong Jinlei glanced at the man, recognized the Kunlun Sect's clothes, and his expression eased a lot as he nodded.
Seeing Hong Jinlei's expression soften, the Kunlun Sect disciple smiled and said, "Disciple Liu Kaiyun, I have mastered the Red Sand Palm."
Hong Jinlei exhaled and spoke, his voice like rolling thunder: "Come up and give it a try!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Kaiyun used his skills, his feet moved lightly, and he appeared in front of Hong Jinlei in a flash.
He clasped his hands and said, "Senior Hong, please!"
Hong Jinlei nodded.
Liu Kaiyun clenched his fists and moved quickly, getting within three feet of Hong Jinlei.
He changed his fist into a palm, and a dark red light flashed on his palm. That was the red sand palm power.
Hong Jinlei glanced at Liu Kaiyun indifferently, and struck out with his right palm without any fancy moves.
The two palms collide.
There was a loud "bang!"
Liu Kaiyun was knocked back several steps by Hong Jinlei, and his face turned from yellow to red, then from red to yellow, and returned to normal.
Hong Jinlei said calmly: "Yes, you are qualified with the Red Sand Palm."
"Stand behind me."
Liu Kaiyun of Kunlun Sect showed a happy expression and walked behind Hong Jinlei.
Seeing that one person passed easily, the surrounding warriors all became agitated.The little blind man couldn't see and quickly asked Chen Ye: "What's going on?"
"Liu Kaiyun and Hong Jinlei from Kunlun Sect fought each other and passed." Chen Ye said.
The young blind man pondered for a moment and continued to ask, "How did Liu Kaiyun look after he was hit?"
Chen Ye looked at the little blind man in surprise and added, "Yellow turns to red, then red turns to yellow, and then returns to normal."
"It seems that his internal strength has not yet been cultivated, but his Red Sand Palm has been fully developed. It is probably at the early stage of the second level."
The little blind man gave his own opinion.
Chen Ye humbly asked, "How are the strong and weak in the second rank divided?"
He only knew that if he practiced a corresponding grade of martial arts or secret book to perfection, he would be considered to have reached the realm of the corresponding grade.
But Chen Ye was not clear about the specific division.
The little blind man knew that Chen Ye had little knowledge of the common sense of the Jianghu, so he patiently explained: "Take the second rank as an example."
"Whether it's internal skills, weapon skills, or body skills, as long as you practice a second-grade secret manual, you can practice the secret manual to the great perfection realm."
"Broadly speaking, even a second-grade warrior."
"But imagine if someone who has cultivated his internal energy, swordsmanship, and body movements to the highest level goes up against someone who has only cultivated his palm techniques to the highest level, their strengths will naturally be different."
"So when you reach the second rank, the standard is the number of second rank secret manuals you have mastered."
"Mastering one skill is the early stage; mastering two skills is the middle stage; mastering three skills is the late stage; mastering four or more skills is the peak stage."
At this point, the little blind man paused, scratched his head, and said, "But there are special cases. Strength varies from person to person."
"It is best to practice martial arts based on internal strength, while moves are external."
"For example, Qingxuzi, once he mastered his Xiantian Yiqi Gong, every move he made had the power of a first-grade Dacheng secret manual."
"But internal skills require continuous practice and won't show results quickly."
"Unlike weapon techniques, fist techniques, and palm techniques, as long as you have good talent, you will definitely see results after a few years of practice."
After the little blind man finished speaking, Chen Ye completely understood the division of strength.
"Generally speaking, only those above the third rank are considered to have officially entered the martial arts world. The difference in strength between the fourth rank and those who are not in the upper ranks is not much."
As the little blind man explained, a new challenger appeared at the gate of Tieque Villa.
Young Master Huoyun, dressed in red and with two white jade pearls entwined in his right hand, walked up to Hong Jinlei and bowed.
"Senior Hong, please teach me."
Hong Jinlei didn't say anything.
Young Master Huoyun leaped forward, his red clothes like fire, and he rushed towards Hong Jinlei at a speed like a meteor.
Hong Jinlei opened his eyes wide, took a deep breath, and the internal force in his body surged into his arms.
"Bang bang!"
Both of them used palm techniques and fought several times in a few breaths.
Young Master Huoyun's movements are agile, like a dancing flame.
Hong Jinlei's moves were wide and wide, his face expressionless, and every time he swung his palms, there was a sound of breaking wind.
Hearing this, the warriors of lower realms around were terrified.
If this palm hit them, they would probably die on the spot.
With a "pop" sound, Young Master Huoyun flipped backwards and landed steadily on the ground.
He had a handsome face and elegant features. He bowed to Hong Jinlei and said, "Senior Hong, I'm grateful for your kindness."
Hong Jinlei didn't say much, just nodded and waved his left hand to signal him to come over.
Young Master Huoyun walked behind Hong Jinlei with a faint smile on his face and a white jade pearl in his hand.
The fight between the two is more aesthetically pleasing than that between Kunlun and Liu Kaiyun.
The young female warriors present couldn't help but look at Master Huoyun a few more times, with ripples in their eyes.
Chen Ye looked at Master Huoyun for a few times. He was indeed good-looking, but still some distance away from himself.
If Chen Ye took off his mask, he would probably attract the attention of a large number of female heroes.
At this moment, a burly young man in a sea-blue suit walked through the crowd.
He had a serious expression and clasped his fists, saying, "Haijing Gang, Qiong Aohai, please teach me!"
The young man looked young, probably around eighteen or nineteen years old.
He didn't say much. After he finished speaking, he started to use his skills and attacked Hong Jinlei with both palms.
Chen Ye fixed his eyes on the young man.
He is the young leader of the Sea Whale Gang, a genius who has the strength of the second rank at the age of eighteen or nineteen.
Deeply loved by the leader of the Sea Whale Gang.
Qiong Aohai waved his palms with grand and domineering power, and each move was filled with the surging feeling of waves hitting the sky.
Just by watching, one can seem to feel the pressure of the sudden waves that roll up tens of feet high.
"It's the Sea Whale Gang's Shocking Wave Palm!"
"So strong!"
The surrounding warriors exclaimed in surprise, with envy and jealousy in their eyes.
Qiong Aohai's palms were impenetrable and attacked Hong Jinlei continuously, like real waves, continuous and endless.
Hong Jinlei felt the tsunami-like palm power, and a trace of caution appeared on his face.
The two men's fists collided quickly, making the sound of fists hitting flesh.
After a few moves, Hong Jinlei was suddenly hit in the chest by Qiong Aohai. He took a few steps back, dissolving the palm force, with surprise in his eyes.
Qiong Aohai retracted his palms and stood still, still with a serious expression on his face. He clasped his fists and said, "Thank you."
After saying that, Qiong Aohai walked behind Hong Jinlei and stood with Young Master Huoyun and Kunlun Liu Kaiyun.
Young Master Huoyun complimented Qiong Aohai, "Brother Aohai, your palm power is amazing!"
Qiong Aohai didn't even look at him, but stared at the other warriors.
Young Master Huoyun made himself look bad and felt a little embarrassed.
He didn't say anything more.
If you don't agree, there's no need to talk too much.
Seeing that Qiong Aohai was able to repel Hong Jinlei, the surrounding warriors were all shocked.
"He actually repelled Senior Hong with a single palm strike. Young Gang Leader Qiong is truly terrifying!"
"Young Master Qiong was born with a divine prediction from the Iron Mouth Divine Master of the Divine Machine Sect. He is a natural-born warrior!"
"I wonder if Young Master Qiong is married..."
"…"
Everyone around was talking about it.
Chen Ye was also a little surprised and said, "This Qiong Aohai is so powerful that he can actually repel Hong Jinlei."
The blind man at the side said unconcernedly, "Hong Jinlei's specialty is hidden weapons, not palm techniques."
"However, Qiong Aohai was able to repel Hong Jinlei. His Shocking Wave Palm must have been fully developed long ago. At only eighteen or nineteen years old, he was able to cultivate the Shocking Wave Palm to perfection."
"This talent is not low."
"If he also has some talent in internal skills, he will probably be able to advance to the first level before he turns thirty."
The little blind man said with some emotion: "He is much more talented than his father."
Chen Ye looked at Qiong Aohai.
The other person was tall and strong, with sturdy arms and a masculine face.
But one can still see a hint of childishness on his face.
Hong Jinlei looked at the surrounding warriors and asked in a deafening voice, "Who else?"
The five Kongtong disciples standing nearby looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and felt unwilling.
The strength of the five of them is all in the late third level, not the second level required by Qingxuzi.
"Senior, can you please relax the standards?"
One of the Five Sons of Kongtong shouted.
Hong Jinlei glanced at him coldly and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Seeing that the other party looked down on them so much, the five Kongtong brothers all looked unhappy.
They looked at each other and said in unison, "Let's learn some of the senior's skills!"
After saying that, the five of them jumped up and went on stage together.
They held five kinds of strange weapons in their hands: iron fan, flying claw, judge's pen, abacus, and crescent shovel.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Several sounds of breaking through the air were heard.
As soon as the five of them landed, their knees were hit simultaneously.
"Ouch!"
"hiss..."
The five people shouted a few times and knelt on the ground at the same time.
Each of them had a gold coin dart stuck in his knee, and his clothes were stained red with spilled blood.
Hong Jinlei didn't even look at the five people and asked loudly, "Is there anyone else?"
Seeing that the Five Sons of Kongtong were hit in the knee by the gold and silver darts as soon as they came on the field, the surrounding warriors couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Hong Jinlei is indeed a veteran second-grade warrior with strong strength.
If an ordinary second-grade early-stage warrior faced five third-grade late-stage warriors at the same time, he would have no choice but to flee.
But Hong Jinlei took care of the five people in an instant, his strength was truly extraordinary.
Perhaps, Hong Jinlei also wanted to save face by using these five people.
After all, it would not sound good to tell others that he was knocked back a few steps by a junior with just one palm.
"I'll do it!"
"I'll try it too!"
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Everyone looked and saw a young man with a long sword on his waist walking through the crowd with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.
The other person was a young man wearing a blue shirt, simple clothes, and a pale face.
The warriors around recognized them.
"It's him! The Kanto swordsman—Xie Fei!"
"Phaseless acupuncture—Dan Wei!"
Chen Ye looked at the two men. They were both independent people and their masters were unknown.