Martial Arts From Bandits

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  Wanghai Prefecture Qiandao City,

  In a certain restaurant, the three of Zhang Jing and Wangyou seemed to be discussing something.

   "This map can be seen from hundreds of years ago. Could this Montenegro have been renamed?"

   Zhang Jing said softly.

  They have been inquiring for several days in other cities of Wanghai Prefecture, but there has been no sign of Heishan.

  So, Zhang Jing inevitably thought of this question.

   "Brother Zhang is right," Feng Wanli agreed.

   If there is this Montenegro, they can't find it.

   "Let's go, go to Bai Xiaosheng to inquire about it," Zhang Jing stood up.

   If you really want to find out the news, you still need hundreds of Xiaosheng.

  It is difficult to find the trace of Montenegro by themselves.

   Unless Zhang Jing rushed back to Zhenwusi headquarters to read slowly.

  However, Zhang Jing doesn't have that time.

  It is the ninth day of the lunar new year, and the full moon night of this month is approaching.

  They don't want to delay another month.

  Zhang Jing and others are now located in Qiandao City, which is the boundary of Dongqi on the map.

  Of course, on the map of Xichu, this is also the boundary of Yuhai Mansion.

  This is the boundary between Wanghai Mansion and Yuhai Mansion in Western Chu.

   has been controversial.

  Later,

  After the cordial and friendly talks between the high-level officials of the two sides, this Qiandao City has become a place where no one cares.

   Pretty much the same as the Realm of Chaos in the Southwest.

  The people here are mixed, and there are countless teachings and streams.

   At the same time, it also caused the unusual prosperity here.

   At least it is more prosperous than any city in Wanghai Mansion or Yuhai Mansion.

  Similarly, this place is also controlled by seven forces.

  However, Zhang Jing is not interested in this place, so he just roughly inquired about the names of these forces and let it go.

  Different from other places, Bai Xiao was born in this Qiandao City and did not hide.

   Instead, he started an intelligence business generously.

   "The scale is not small," Feng Wanli clicked his tongue while looking at a big sign above his head.

  This building is five stories high, and the words "Bai Xiaosheng" are clearly written on it.

   People are constantly coming in and out.

  It is very different from the shabby places in those prefectures and cities in the Eastern Qi Dynasty.

   "Let's go," Zhang Jing looked around a little, and walked in with a flat face.

  As soon as they entered the building, some of the innate breath of Zhang Jing and the others leaked out.

  In order not to waste time, the three of them prepared to meet directly with Bai Xiaosheng's senior management.

   After a short pause on the first floor, someone from Bai Xiaosheng came down from the second floor.

   is a woman with a handsome appearance and a tall figure.

   "Seniors, please follow me to the third floor," the woman came to them and bowed slightly.

   "Okay," Zhang Jing nodded, revealing a hoarse voice.

   Zhang Jing and the others all had a human skin mask on their faces.

  The body shape has also changed slightly.

   Except for Monk Wangyou, the changes are not great.

  In order to be more cautious, they still feel that they need to hide a little bit.

  The woman began to lead the way in front, and Zhang Jing and the three followed closely behind.

  As soon as they went up to the third floor, there was a middle-aged man in a gray robe waiting for them.

   "In the rest of my life, I've met a few brothers," the middle-aged man cupped his hands.

  Zhang Jing arched his hands and returned the salute: "Zhang Da."

  Feng Wanli: "Zhang Er."

   Monk Wangyou: "Zhang San."

  Yu Sheng smiled, knowing that the three of them were unwilling to reveal their identities, so they didn't ask any more questions.

   "Several please."

"Please."

   "What news do you guys want to inquire about?" Yu Sheng stretched out his hand to signal.

  The woman who led them up just now poured three cups of hot tea for them, but they didn't drink any of them, and just put them in front of them.

   "We want some records of the islands in the East China Sea hundreds of years ago," Zhang Jing said in a muffled voice.

   "A hundred years ago, this was not easy to find," Yu Sheng frowned slightly, as if he hadn't thought that these people would ask such a question.

   "The price is negotiable," Feng Wanli whispered.

  Yu Sheng had a smile on his face, and said:

   "Those guys wait a moment, I'll go and give instructions."

   Zhang Jing and the three nodded, and continued to sit without any movement.

  Yu Sheng came back after a long time, "There are some classics, how many of you read them yourself, or us?"

   "We can just look for it ourselves," Zhang Jing and the three stood up.

   "Okay, you guys come with me," Yu Sheng said softly.

   "These are some ancient records that I, Bai Xiaosheng, have obtained over hundreds of years," Yu Sheng said, pointing to hundreds of books.

   Zhang Jing and the three nodded, stepped forward and began to read.

  Yu Sheng has been waiting by the side without making a sound, just watching the three of them flip through the pages.

   Zhang Jing looked for the word "Black Mountain" with a glance.

  After a long time,

  Zhang Jing raised his head, and glanced at Feng Wanli and Monk Wangyou beside him.

   "Ahem."

  Feng Wanli raised his head and looked at Zhang Jing, after getting the exact news.

   All three stood up.

   "Find it?" Yu Sheng asked softly, looking at the books on the ground.

   Zhang Jing nodded.

   "Just six bottles of Qingling Pill," Yu Sheng smiled, these classics are hard to find.

   It's not that he opened his mouth like a lion, these things are worth the price.

  Feng Wanli took out a small wooden box from his arms and threw it to Yu Sheng, saying:

   "A little bit."

   "Hehe, no need, everyone please," Yu Sheng stretched out his hand to signal.

   "This Montenegro is now called Fuling Island, and it has been renamed for more than 150 years," Zhang Jing introduced to the two.

   This is what he read before.

  The above is only slightly mentioned, and there is no introduction.

   "It's good if you find it," as long as you find them, you won't have a clue.

  The three prepared some food, wine and food, and paid a lot of money to find a local fisherman to guide them.

  The fact that there is so little introduction of "Black Mountain" proves that this island is inconspicuous in the East China Sea. Without a guide, it is really difficult for the three of them to find it.

  So, in order to save time, I had to do so.

   "Why are you going to Fuling Island?" the fisherman asked with his big yellow teeth grinning.

   "A friend's ancestor was buried on the island, and we want to pay homage to it," Feng Wanli replied casually.

   "Then Felicity Island is not a good place, you guys had better move the corpse out," the fisherman shook his head.

  Zhang Jing's eyes moved slightly, and said softly:

   "Could it be that this Fuling Island has some other origins?"

   "According to my grandfather, Fuling Island was not called this name before, and I don't know what it is called. The place is very strange, and many fishermen disappeared in it inexplicably.

  In order to pray for blessings, fishermen gradually called it Fuling Island. "

  If Zhang Jing and the others hadn’t given too much, he wouldn’t have followed.

   "Other things, what else do you know?" Feng Wanli and Zhang Jing looked at each other.

   "I only passed by a few times, never went in, and only heard rumors," the fisherman shook his head.

  …

  On the endless sea, a small boat floats.

   If you look closely, you can see that there are four or five people standing on the boat.

   "Brother Chu, is the Millennium Spiritual Milk really on this Fuling Island?" A young man looked at Chu Feng, and there seemed to be some disbelief in his words.

  This millennium spiritual milk is something in legends,

   It has already disappeared in the rivers and lakes for more than a hundred years.

  "There should be no mistakes in the records in the classics, and even if there are mistakes, we are just wasting some time.

  Compared to getting the Millennium Essence Milk, it’s not worth mentioning,”

   As he spoke, Chu Feng took out half a piece of bronze and iron from his bosom.

  If Zhang Jing were here, he would find that the iron piece was exactly the same as the one in their hands.

   It's just that there are some differences in the broken parts above.

  The young man also took out a piece of bronze iron from his arms.

  The breaks of the two pieces of iron just happened to be aligned.

   "If Brother Chu hadn't mentioned this thing, I'm afraid it's still in the treasure house of my Blood Knife Sect," Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes and said.

   "I also got this thing in my White Lotus Sect. After consulting some classics, I realized that this thing was obtained by the seniors in the Sect, but I couldn't find the other half, so I put it on hold in the Sect.

  The last time the two of us talked, I wanted you to help me find out if there is something similar in Xuedaomen on a whim.

  It seems that this is the fate of the two of us. "

  Chu Feng stood with his hands behind his back, and recently raised them slightly.

   "Others can't get it after decades of searching, but the two of us can get it so easily,

   Treasures are indeed destined to be with us,

   When the time comes, the thousand-year-old spiritual milk will be divided, and the two of us will form a golden core, which will be a good story."

  Xiao Lin laughed.

   "The Millennium Spiritual Milk is not only a simple promotion of Jindan, it can also cleanse the body and improve the qualifications of practice.

  Even if it is the power of heaven and man, it will be helpful,

   Even if we don’t use it at that time, we can get a lot of benefits by dedicating it to the powerful senior,” Chu Feng seemed extremely confident.

  He has already made a plan, and after he gets the thousand-year spiritual milk, he will keep some of it for himself.

  The other part is dedicated to the deputy leader Ye Qianfeng to recover from the injury.

  When the White Lotus Sect made a scene in the imperial city, Ye Qianfeng was beaten to death.

  Now there is only the primordial spirit left, and the White Lotus Sect has been looking for heaven and earth treasures to reshape its physical body in recent months.

  Chu Feng has checked, and the Millennium Spiritual Milk is extremely useful in this regard.

  If he can win the favor of the deputy leader and help Ye Qianfeng successfully reshape his body,

  Then Chu Feng's position in the future can be truly stabilized.

   Now behind him is the support of Grandmaster Jindan,

   But the same is true for the other three holy sons and saints.

  He doesn't have any overwhelming advantage.

   Even slightly weaker than the other Holy Son.

  In order to get more resources and support, he must get the Millennium Spiritual Milk.

   "Brother Chu is right," Xiao Lin laughed softly.

   An inexplicable smile flashed in his eyes.

  …

   After a few days,

   "Guys, Fuling Island is ahead," the fisherman said loudly, pointing to a seemingly ordinary small island ahead.

  (end of this chapter)