Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 289 Innate middle stage! (4,000 subscriptions, big guys)

   "Sovereign, elder," Yuan Hua called softly with tears in his eyes.

   As he said that, he was about to get out of bed and salute, but was stopped by Liao Changyan.

   "How is Junior Brother Liu?" One person stepped forward and asked eagerly.

  Yuan Hua recognized him, he was Liao Changyan, one of the elders of Qingcheng Sword Sect.

  The other person is the suzerain of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, Shen Linsheng, a master of the Jindan realm.

   "Elder Gongsun, Elder Gongsun" mentioned sad things, Yuan Hua seemed to be a little choked up.

   "Say," Shen Linsheng said indifferently with gloomy eyes.

   "Elder Gongsun, he was killed by the people of Tiejianmen, and, and"

  Yuan Hua seemed to have some hesitation when he said this.

   "Say it quickly, and what?" Liao Changyan stepped forward and grabbed Yuan Hua's lapel and asked.

   "Furthermore, Elder Gongsun's body was dismembered by the thieves from Tiejianmen," Yuan Hua said with grief and indignation in his eyes.

   "What, **** Tie Jianmen," Liao Changyan shouted angrily, as if he was about to seek revenge on him.

   "Where are your other senior brothers?" Shen Linsheng narrowed his eyes.

   "They, they all died tragically at the hands of the thieves from Iron Sword Gate," Yuan Hua lowered his head.

   "Then why did you escape?" Shen Linsheng frowned and asked.

  So many disciples died, even Gongsun Bai in the innate realm died.

  How could he survive as an ordinary disciple?

  According to what he has learned in the past two days, this Yuan Hua is very ordinary on weekdays.

   Among the many Qingcheng disciples, he is very inconspicuous.

  Hearing Shen Linsheng's question, Yuan Hua gritted his teeth and unbuttoned his clothes.

   "Returning to the suzerain, the disciple was born different from ordinary people, with his heart growing on the right side, that's why he escaped by luck."

   "Then how can you be sure that Tie Jianmen did it? You know, if this is true, then from today onwards, my Qingcheng Sword Sect will fight Tie Jianmen forever,"

  A trace of coldness flashed in Shen Linsheng's eyes.

   It’s not that he’s afraid of Tiejianmen, the fight with Tiejianmen was provoked by his gestures,

  How could it be possible to be afraid of a Tiejianmen that is dying.

   Said these just to tell Yuan Hua the seriousness of this matter.

   "Those people were all masked, but I remember that Elder Gongsun shouted during the fight, the thief from the Iron Sword Sect, so the disciple said that the people from the Iron Sword Sect did it."

   Yuan Hua said softly.

   "Sovereign, those people from the Iron Sword Sect are attacking near Shangjing City, and they obviously want to frame the Zhang Jing who is called Zhenwusi," Liao Changyan said angrily.

  Even if they were in the Southern Jin Dynasty, they had heard recently that Zhenwu Si Zhangjing defeated Gongsun Bai, which can be said to have been stepped on by their Qingcheng Sword Sect.

  At that time, Liao Changyan was so angry that he wanted to seek revenge from Zhang Jing.

   But Shen Linsheng stopped him.

   "Where did the people from Iron Sword Gate do it outside Shangjing?"

   Shen Linsheng asked softly.

   "It was about thirty miles to the north of Shangjing, and at most it would not exceed fifty miles. I buried the corpses of Uncle Gongsun and the brothers there, and left a wooden tablet as a mark."

   Mentioning this matter, Yuan Hua looked a little sad.

  He had rehearsed this expression several times on the way back, and now it is very handy.

  Shen Linsheng nodded, turned his head to look at Liao Changyan, and said:

   "Elder Liao, take some disciples to the capital to bring back Elder Gongsun's body."

   "Yes, don't worry, suzerain," Liao Changyan nodded.

   "Remember, don't conflict with Zhang Jing of the Zhenwu Division. Now our enemy is Tie Jianmen, and it is not appropriate to establish another enemy, understand?

  As for the grievances between Zhang Jing and my Qingcheng Sword Sect, it won’t be too late after the Iron Sword Sect is resolved. "

  Shen Linsheng looked at Liao Changyan and warned.

   "Don't worry, the suzerain, I understand," Liao Changyan said in a low voice.

   It's just that some unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he also understood.

   Going to fight against Zhen Wusi now is really not worth the candle.

   "Yuan Hua, you are doing very well, you are worthy of being a disciple of my Qingcheng Sword Sect," Shen Linsheng turned his eyes to Yuan Hua who was on the bed and said softly.

   "Disciple, disciple," Yuan Hua was interrupted by Shen Linsheng before he could speak.

   "You take a good rest first, don't think about other things," Shen Linsheng comforted.

   "Yes, disciple obeys."

  Go to the capital,

  Zhangfu,

  After Han Qianshu told Zhang Jing some news about the ancestor worship ceremony.

   Zhang Jing felt a sense of urgency.

   A sense of urgency for strength.

  Zhang Jing understood that there was a high possibility that that day would not be peaceful.

  The White Lotus Sect will not let go of such a good opportunity.

   To be qualified to make trouble, at least the strength of the innate realm.

   Although Zhang Jing's current strength is good, the innate mid-term masters can't help him.

  However, if Zhang Jing is a master in the late stage, Zhang Jing will be a little weak.

   Therefore, Zhang Jing must strengthen his strength even for his own safety.

  In the chamber of secrets,

  Zhang Jing sat cross-legged, and the whole room was filled with blood and true energy.

   Wisps of wisps, like spirituality, surround Zhang Jing.

   There is a small porcelain bottle in front of him, which contains the "Qing Ling Pill" that Gongsun Bai lost to him

  At this moment, the small porcelain bottle in front of her is already empty.

  As early as a few days ago, Zhang Jing broke through the middle stage of the innate realm with the help of Qingling Pill.

   Now it is the last bottle of Qingling Pill.

   "Huh."

   Zhang Jing opened his eyes, and slowly let out a mouthful of stale air.

  The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and Zhang Jing seemed to be showing a slight smile.

   After nearly half a month, Zhang Jing finally finished refining the Qingling Pill obtained from Gongsun Bai.

   It's not that Zhang Jing's refining time has slowed down, but that Zhang Jing doesn't want to arouse anyone's suspicion.

   It is good to increase some strength and polish some speed in this way.

  Prevent just breaking through, some vain air will leak out.

  After all, Zhang Jing's breakthrough speed is really too fast.

  It took only a few months to catch up with the years or even decades of hard work of ordinary people.

   This is simply too scary.

   Zhang Jing understands the truth that if a tree is more beautiful than a forest, the wind will destroy it.

  He doesn't want to be feared because of his speed of practice, which will lead to the eradication of his future enemy.

   Unless necessary, Zhang Jing will not show his strength.

   Moreover, this kind of strength is still worse if you fight against the people of the White Lotus Demon Sect.

   Therefore, Zhang Jing intends to hide behind others as much as possible.

   If you can't make a move, don't make a move.

  However, it may not be his decision whether to make a shot or not.

  If Han Qianshu had an order, or the emperor Li Ye, who only heard his name but never saw him, ordered Zhang Jing to act, he really couldn't refuse.

   "Squeak."

   Zhang Jing pushed open the door of the secret room.

  The morning sun was particularly bright, and evenly sprinkled on Zhang Jing's body.

   "Crack it, click it."

   Zhang Jing narrowed her eyes and twisted her neck casually.

  Sitting all night, the body is more or less tired.

  In the yard,

  After coming out of the secret room, Zhang Jing went directly to the yard to rest.

  Zhang Jing will go to the imperial city to inspect it every day, but he is not in a hurry for this moment.

  Zhang also sat opposite Zhang Jing and poured tea for Zhang Jing.

   Zhang Jing narrowed her eyes and took a sip, thinking about the day of the ancestor worship ceremony.

   seven days,

   There are still seven days left, and the ancestor worship ceremony will be held as usual.

  In the eyes of others, this is just an ordinary sacrifice.

  However, people in the know like Zhang Jing knew that the sacrifice this time was not ordinary.

   There is definitely going to be trouble.

  So, on the bright side, Zhen Wusi is still in Shangjing as usual.

  In fact, it is loose on the outside and tight on the inside.

   in case of need.

   "Zhang Ye," Zhang Jing ordered.

   "My lord," Zhang Ye bowed slightly.

   "During this time, we must manage them well. No one is allowed to go out, especially Fan Chong and Chen Kai," Zhang Jing ordered lightly.

  In the Zhangfu, if anyone is the most unruly, it must be Fan Chong and Chen Kai.

  Others, such as Black Eagle, Jiang Xin and others, have a dull temperament.

   Unless Zhang Jing asked them to go out to do errands, otherwise, they would not go out of Zhang's house.

  Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon in the capital city, no one knows if a beggar on the side of the road is some peerless master wandering the world of mortals.

   "Yes, this subordinate understands," Zhang Ye stood up and cupped his hands.

  As long as Zhang Jing's strict orders are in place, Fan Chong and Chen Kai will definitely obey them.

  Fan Chong, who has served as the deputy commander in Heishui City for so many years, knows when to do what.

  Although, he is indeed a little out of tune on weekdays.

  Going to the north of the capital, an old Taoist walked in.

  His beard and hair are all white, with a faint smile on his face.

   seems very mysterious.

   It's just strange that no one seems to have discovered this old man.

  However, the body involuntarily bypassed it.

  Looking at the people in a hurry passing by, the Taoist smiled and chanted in a low voice:

  The world is in a panic, only to smash a few taels of silver.

   A few taels of broken silver can relieve the melancholy of the world, keep parents healthy in their later years, children can enter schools, and daily necessities.

   But a few ounces of silver, also cut off the childhood thoughts, let the vicissitudes of life bend the spine of ordinary people, the world has a big dream, and life has been cool in autumn,

  However, a few taels of broken silver can relieve all the melancholy of the world,

  However, these broken pieces of silver bend the backbone of the world,

  However, this piece of broken silver is a few taels,

  See clearly the evil and kindness of the human heart.

   "However, why not me?"

  The old Taoist laughed at himself, and then continued to sing again.

slowly,

slowly,

  The old Taoist began to head towards the Dongqi Palace.

   However, while walking, the old Taoist stopped suddenly.

   His eyes turned not far away.

  There, at this moment, there was a person looking at him with a silly smile, holding an apple in his hand, and there was still some residual saliva at the corner of his mouth.

  The old Taoist seemed to have thought of something, approached the man, and asked softly:

   "You, can you see me?"

   Hearing the question, the man looked closely at the old Taoist,

   suddenly laughed,

road:

   "An old man talked to me, but I didn't reply. Hey, it's just for fun."

  If Zhang Jing was here, he would be able to recognize this person, he is the white fool who pees and plays with mud every day.

   "You, can you see me?" The old Taoist asked again, fixed his eyes on the white fool and said softly.

  The white fool rolled his eyes,

   laughed suddenly:

   "A fool asked me twice, but I just didn't answer, hey, it's just for fun."

  The old Taoist was not angry, but nodded slightly.

   "You, would you like to come with me?"

  The white fool tilted his head and asked softly: "Then will you buy me melon seeds?"

   "Melon seeds? Okay, I'll buy them for you," the old man smiled and nodded.

   "I don't believe it, hahaha, mother, mother, someone is going to kidnap and sell me," the white fool suddenly yelled.

   "Bai fool, you can't be more stupid, right? There are people abducting you, can you read or write?" Passers-by laughed when they heard Bai fool's words.

  The white idiot took a bite of the apple, and then spat it out, "Pfft, he can still eat melon seeds."

  The passer-by shook his head and ignored him, thinking that this white idiot seemed even more stupid.

   "What's the matter, son," a woman walked by not far away, still wearing an apron.

   "Mother, mother, an old man with a white beard asked me to go with him just now. Pooh, with my brain, is it so easy to be deceived?"

  When the white fool saw his mother coming, he immediately said arrogantly to the old Taoist.

  The woman picked up the broom and hit the white fool just once, cursing:

   "Where is the old man with white beard, where is the old man with white beard, I let you lie to me."

   "Mother, mother, isn't this what it is?" The white fool jumped up, pointed at the old Taoist and said.

  The woman continued to whip, without stopping: "I let you talk nonsense, I let you talk nonsense, you still dare to lie to me in broad daylight."

   "Mother, mother, I really didn't lie to you," the white fool looked aggrieved.

   "Come on, come home with me," she said, and the woman picked up the white fool's ear and headed home.

  The old Taoist did not show up. If he showed up suddenly, he would have frightened the woman to death.

  The woman carried the white fool all the way home, and he grinned in pain.

   "Boom."

  The woman closed the door, clutching her chest, panting slightly.

  I still have some fears in my heart.

  Although the son was a bit stupid, he never lied to her.

  So, when her son pointed straight at a place and spoke, she immediately became scared.

  I think the son saw something unclean.

   There is an old saying, "At noon, evil is born."

   At this time, it was noon.

   "Mother, mother, I really saw an old man with a white beard, and he asked me if I would like to go with him." The white fool said a little aggrieved.

   "Shut up and go back to the house," the woman drove the white fool back into the house.

   There were some tears in her eyes. She had heard that when a person is about to die, he will see the impermanence of black and white and want to take him away.

   Therefore, the woman thought that it was her son who met Bai Wuchang and came to claim his life.

   Seeing his mother threatening to hit her, the white fool was so frightened that he ran back to the house.

  He knew that Niangqin really knew how to fight.

   "My son, why is your life so miserable?" The woman wiped away the tears from her eyes and locked the house tightly.

   It seems that she is really afraid that her son will leave her.

  The two of them have only such a son. Although it is a bit silly, it is a thought after all.

   Moreover, the son has never done anything evil.

   "Dong dong dong," at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

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