Chapter 175 The fierce sword intent

"Brother Bao, you are still thoughtful. I will be more careful next time we meet."

Tian Xiaobao nodded, then took the spirit stone Zheng Boyu earned today and threw it into the space.

"Work hard and you will benefit from it. After we finish our patrol tomorrow, I will give you the next batch of elixirs.

Go ahead boldly, we have someone on our head!"

Tian Xiaobao kept drawing big cakes for him.

Zheng Boyu asked with a hopeful look on his face: "Brother Bao, I'd like to ask you, who is the person above us?"

Tian Xiaobao glanced at him, thought for a while and said: "You will know in the future that he is an elusive spiritual master. He gave me these pills and asked me to help him sell them.

You only need to know his surname Zhang, and you don’t need to know the rest."

Now that Zhang San’s name hasn’t been announced yet, it’s not the time to tell him.

Tian Xiaobao then stuffed him with some spiritual rice balls and let him go.

These spiritual rice balls are rice balls from the first-order spiritual rice he made before. He made too many and didn’t finish them all, so it’s just in time to use them now.

Zheng Boyu smiled happily and took the rice ball and left.

After he left, Tian Xiaobao took out a roast chicken and ate it while thinking about tomorrow's patrol.

This kind of patrol is really meaningless and dangerous. Now that the weather is calm, once it is attacked by a monster, it will be a disaster that will never return.

He himself is okay, he has space to protect him, and at least he can survive, but the other teammates are probably in trouble.

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Just when Tian Xiaobao was finishing his meal, over at Xiaodao Club, gang leader Su Hanlong looked at the broken door with a gloomy look.

In the room, Su Yuxing stared blankly at the ceiling, his face expressionless, like a corpse.

"Gang leader, the young master has been like this all day and night, eating nothing and saying nothing. So we still can't find out who did it.

But when you encounter something like this... you will inevitably have problems in your heart. I think it is best for you, Gang Leader, to provide some guidance..."

The person speaking was the deputy gang leader, the Su family’s uncle.

In the hierarchical Xiaodeng Gui, even relatives have to address each other from one level up to the next.

Su Hanlong waved to everyone to retreat. He walked into the room and looked at his son silently.

This son has been spoiled by him since childhood.

Now that he has encountered such a disaster, I don't know how to comfort him.

The nasty little thief came here secretly to frame his son while everyone in the Little Sword Society was gone.

He reviewed in his mind all the people he had offended on the spirit boat and found that every one of them was suspect.

He sighed softly. His son suffered such a disaster because he brought it to him...

"Yu Xing..."

Unexpectedly, Su Yuxing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"Dad, it's Zhang San..."

"What?"

"It's Zhang San... I was practicing in the room after you left yesterday, but Zhang San opened the door, broke in, snatched my storage bag, and knocked me unconscious.

I can’t remember what happened after that..."

"It turned out to be him..." If someone else came, he might still have a chance to take revenge, but although he had never seen this monk named Zhang San, he heard from his subordinates that his cultivation level was very high.

"What does he look like? What is his cultivation level? Don't worry, even if dad can't help you get revenge, he will still give you an explanation."

Su Yuxing was silent for a while, sighed, and said dejectedly: "Zhang San looks like a monk over fifty years old. He has a scar on his right eye, a mustache, long and narrow eyebrows, and fierce eyes.

He behaves erratically and looks like an evil cultivator in a storybook. It makes people feel frightened.

I’m not very sure about his cultivation, but he smashed the door into pieces with one blow.”

"The cultivation level is indeed not simple. This door is specially made by the monk alliance. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary monks to break it. Even monks at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training have a hard time breaking it, let alone a single blow.

From this we can judge that Zhang San’s cultivation is certainly not simple.”

Su Yuxing seemed to have thought of something and cried mournfully: "Dad, I'm not clean anymore..."

Su Hanlong was filled with anger, but he had no choice but to say, "Don't worry, son, dad will seek justice for you. Let this be a lesson.

Don’t easily provoke others outside in the future.”

Speaking of this, he thought about the coincidence of this incident. Why did the accident happen when he was not around?

Moreover, the conflict between the Xiaodao Society and Chiyin Villa seems to be manipulated by someone.

"Yu Xing, did you recruit a younger brother outside and ask him to come and report to the house yesterday?" Su Hanlong wanted to make sure.

"Dad, no, I haven't recruited any younger brothers recently. Those were all things I did when I was a child... Why do you ask, did something happen?"

Su Hanlong nodded. This matter is indeed not simple. Maybe the boy who deceived him about the knife club has something to do with Zhang San.

That boy, no matter how he looked for it afterwards, he could not be found. It was as if he had disappeared and could not be found.

It seems that the knife was deliberately framed.

Just when Su Hanlong was comforting his son, a group of people came outside the door.

They wore short blue Taoist robes with beautiful cloud patterns embroidered on the chest.

Su Hanlong frowned, he recognized these people.

These people are members of the Monk Alliance. As the leader of the gang, I am very unhappy to deal with these monks.

Because when they come, they basically look for trouble.

"Why did some people from the Monk Alliance come to my knife club?" Su Hanlong cupped his hands to show respect.

"You're welcome, Gang Leader Su, we're here just to see the damaged door." said the leading monk.

Su Hanlong breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly: "Please."

Several of them stepped forward to inspect the fragments, and one of them said: "The fluctuations of spiritual energy are too weak to record, but there seems to be an extremely strong force in this spiritual energy. I don't know..."

Before he finished speaking, a monk interrupted: "It's sword intent, a very strong sword intent, not a sword intent that ordinary people can master. This guy is definitely not simple."

The person who spoke was a sword cultivator, and he continued: "But I seem to have seen the smell of this sword spirit somewhere, but I just can't remember it for the moment."

If Tian Xiaobao were here, he would definitely have an impression of the person in front of him.

This person was Tian Xiaobao's "gatekeeper" when he boarded the spirit boat.

He was anxious at the time, and used a trace of sword intent to throw the certificate to the gatekeeper, making him feel it. Although it was a long time ago and he couldn't remember it, he still had an impression.

"It's not easy to be able to break the special door of our monk alliance with one blow. Gang leader Su, we will leave now. We will send someone to investigate this matter thoroughly. Please help me. If there is such a person,

If you have news, you can notify us."

When Su Hanlong heard this, his eyes lit up.
Chapter completed!