As soon as Huang Sansheng entered, another guest came to the corridor door, but he was a yellow-faced swordsman with bloated clothes and a baggage on his back.

The swordsman was wearing ordinary attire and did not look like a hero or a disciple of a famous family, so the waiter led him to an empty table not far from Huang San Province.

Huang Sansheng glanced over here and didn't pay attention.

In a prosperous place like Wucheng, there are too many martial arts people.

For example, near him, in addition to the yellow-faced swordsman, there was also a middle-aged swordsman with a stern face. Farther away, there were three ferocious-looking men with weapons at hand. They were obviously martial arts men.

After ordering two affordable meat dishes and a pot of rice wine, Huang Sansheng said to the waiter who was about to leave: "I want to ask you for some news."

The waiter perked up as soon as he heard this, and said with his lips: "Then you have found the right person. I, Wang Xiaosan, am a well-known inquisitor in Wangjiang Tower, whether it is matters in the court or in the world.

There is nothing that I, Wang Xiaosan, don’t know about."

Wang Xiaosan obviously exaggerated his abilities, but Huang Sansheng didn't care. Anyway, if the other party couldn't answer his questions, he wouldn't reward him.

After eating a big mouthful of food and taking a sip of rice wine, Huang Sansheng asked, "Have you ever heard of Wuji Tao?"

As soon as Huang Sansheng said these words, the yellow-faced swordsman next to him, the middle-aged swordsman, and even the three fierce men a little further away couldn't help but look at him with suspicion.

However, their movements were not obvious, and Huang Sansheng and Wang Xiaosan did not notice.

Wang Xiaosan was slightly stunned at first, but then he smiled and turned his eyes and said: "The guest officer is talking about the Wuji Tao from thirty years ago, right?"

"Not bad." Huang Sansheng nodded and continued eating.

Wang Xiaosan continued: "There are many things going on in the world, and no one may know what happened a few years ago, let alone what happened thirty years ago.

Therefore, most people may not necessarily understand this Wuji Dao thing, but I occasionally heard it mentioned by a table of guests."

At this point, Wang Xiaosan stopped talking with a smile.

Huang Sansheng smiled, took out a dozen copper coins and put them on the table, saying: "Tell me as much as you know, but don't tell me nonsense, otherwise the reward will be gone."

"Okay." Wang Xiaosan grabbed the copper coins, then looked around smartly, and said in a low voice: "I heard that Wuji Tao was a first-class sect back then, and the people in Wucheng had to look at their faces to act.

.

But later, it suffered heavy losses in the barbarian invasion thirty years ago. Within two years, it seemed that it was attacked by a sect called Jindaomen, and then disappeared.

Later, the Golden Blade Sect was destroyed by Tianle Palace, which moved to Kunwu Mountain and developed into a first-class martial arts sect in the past twenty or thirty years."

Wang Xiaosan thought he kept his voice low enough, but he didn't know that his words were clearly heard by people with internal powers at the three tables next to him.

Among them, the yellow-faced swordsman and the three big men only showed a little surprise and curiosity, while the middle-aged swordsman unconsciously squeezed the wine glass tightly, almost breaking it.

Huang Sansheng was unaware of the changes in the demeanor of the people around him. He grabbed dozens of copper coins, but did not put them on the table. Instead, he asked: "Then do you know where Wuji Dao is now?"

Although Wang Xiaosan coveted the handful of copper coins, he did not dare to lie to others randomly - although the scholar looked ordinary, who knew who was behind him?

So he smiled and said: "Who knows? Anyway, I have worked in Wangshui Tower for seven or eight years, and I have never heard of the deeds of Wuji Tao disciples. I guess 80% of them are gone."

Huang Sansheng was disappointed, but after thinking about it, he still counted out ten copper coins to the waiter and said: "Please help me find out the news about Wuji Dao. If you can find out where Wuji Dao is now, the reward I will give you is not enough."

It will be less than ten times what it is today."

"Okay, I, Wang Xiaosan, will take care of this." Wang Xiaosan smiled and accepted ten copper coins.

Then, Huang Sansheng ate two bowls of rice with meat and vegetables, packed up an untouched plate of meat and vegetables, and then left Wangshui Tower Shi Shiran.

After Huang Sansheng left, the middle-aged swordsman paid his bills and left.

The yellow-faced swordsman was the third to leave.

Among the three big men at the remaining table, the older one smiled and said: "It's actually related to Tianle Palace. If I tell the disciples of Tianle Palace about this, we should be able to form a relationship, right?"

But another big man shook his head, "All disciples of Tianle Palace have high eyesight. The three of us are just pawns in the world. I'm afraid people won't look at us seriously. How can we make friends?"

The youngest man said: "The people in Tianle Palace are not honest in what they do. I heard that they robbed the iron mines of the Wang family in Chixi some time ago. Even if we act like dogs for others, we may not get any benefits."

"That's alright." The big man at the head sighed, then picked up the wine bowl and said, "Here, let's drink."

···

As soon as Huang Sansheng turned into the alley, a strong wind suddenly rose behind him, and he was immediately held to his neck by a bone-cold long knife.

"Tell me, who asked you to inquire about Wuji Dao?" the man with a hoarse voice asked.

Huang Sansheng trembled with fright.

Although he thought it would be dangerous, he didn't expect the danger to come so quickly.

He knew very well that life was more precious than money, so he immediately explained: "I was asked to inquire this morning. The person was wearing a burqa, and I couldn't see clearly. I only knew she was a woman."

The man was silent for a moment and then asked: "Since I asked you to inquire about the news, didn't you tell me how to contact you?"

Huang Sansheng swallowed his saliva and said: "She said she would find me at the place where I sell my stall, but she didn't say the time... I wrote the letter on my behalf in front of the Wenchang Temple on West Street."

After a moment of silence, the man said, "We will set up shop as usual tomorrow."

"Yes, yes." Huang Sansheng nodded repeatedly.

Feeling that the knife was removed from his neck, Huang Sansheng looked back carefully, only to find that there was no one behind him, so he hurried home.

When Huang Sansheng turned into another alley, a middle-aged swordsman with a stern face stepped out from the corner of the house and followed him into the alley.

After a while, the swordsman turned back and glanced at the street suspiciously before joining the flow of people on the street.

At this time, a yellow-faced swordsman came out of a shop selling oil-paper umbrellas. He looked at the direction the swordsman left with a thoughtful look on his face.

After the swordsman disappeared in the crowd, the yellow-faced middle-aged man wandered a few streets in the city, passed through several alleys, and entered a small private courtyard.

In the courtyard, a tall man with short hair and a bronze complexion, two meters tall, was practicing a special elbow martial art.

This martial art is fast, fierce, and powerful, and looks compact yet graceful.

Seeing the yellow-faced swordsman coming in, the short-haired man immediately stopped his attack and shouted: "Master is back?"

"Yeah." The yellow-faced swordsman responded, but it was a female voice.

After he fetched a basin of water by the well and washed away the sallowness on his face and his thick eyebrows, it was Wu Yue.

After washing her face, Wu Yue came to the main room and said to Su Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed: "Master, I have learned some important news..."

Then, she recounted what Wang Xiaosan said, and then mentioned the middle-aged swordsman who followed Huang Sansheng.

"Barbarian invasion? Golden Knife Sect? It seems that the decline of Wuji Dao back then was quite complicated." Su Yan sighed after hearing this.

He conveyed these words to Wu Yue.

After hearing this, Wu Yue thought for a moment and said, "That swordsman seems to know something about our sect. Do I want to meet him?"

"There is no rush." ​​Su Yan said in a calm tone, "Observe him secretly for a period of time first. When you enter the fifth level of the acquired day and complete the first level of Jade Extraction Skill, you can contact him based on the situation.

Also, how many times have I asked you to leave secret notes near restaurants and teahouses in the city?"

Wu Yuedao: "Today I only left secret notes near Wangshui Tower and two other teahouses. I will continue to do it in the afternoon."

"Let's do it tomorrow morning. From now on, you can stay in the courtyard to practice in the afternoon and strive for an early breakthrough."

"Yes." Wu Yue raised her hand, "The disciple has gone down?"

"Go ahead."

Wu Yue left, and Su Yan began to meditate again - he couldn't practice now. Apart from transmitting messages and talking to people, all he could do was think.

In his heart, he really wanted to return to Wuji Dao as soon as possible, but he was more worried about something going wrong in the process.

In that case, even if he doesn't die, but his body falls into the hands of others, he doesn't know how long it will take to find a disciple as trustworthy as Wu Yue.

Although the achievement points he has accumulated now are not much, they are enough.

As long as Wu Yue is trained for a period of time, things will be easier to handle.

In addition, it will take time for people to discover the secret secrets of Wuji Dao that he asked Wu Yue to leave behind.

He believed that since Wuji Dao still existed and had the strength of the second-rate or third-rate sect in the systematic evaluation, he would not be indifferent to the fact that Kunwu Mountain was occupied by Tianle Palace.

And if you want to inquire about Tianle Palace, Wucheng is the most suitable place.

···

Su Yan took Wu Yue and Tiexiong stayed in Wucheng for a month.

That morning, as usual, Wu Yue followed the method taught by Su Yan, dyeing her face yellow with ginger juice, using an eyebrow pencil to draw thick eyebrows, and then glued on two false beards, then put on clothes that could hide her figure.

Leave the courtyard.

Before leaving, she did not forget to tell her, "Tie Xiong, take good care of Master."

"I understand, Master."

Iron Bear responded, picked up two octagonal hammers as big as a human head in the yard and started practicing.

He had already mastered "The Thirteen Elbows of Qi Men" and only needed to practice it in actual combat. Now he has mastered a hammering martial art taught by Su Yan Ruimeng, "Hateful Heaven Hammer".

There are nineteen moves in this hammering technique, and there are more changes in the coordination between each move. It is much more difficult to practice than "Qi Men Thirteen Elbows". Tiexiong has been practicing here for half a month, and he has just started.

However, Iron Bear liked this hammering technique very much, so he practiced it very frequently.

After Wu Yue left the small courtyard, she went to visit various restaurants, teahouses, inns and other places with a large number of people in Wucheng.

During this time, she would also pass by Wenchang Temple, take a look at Huang Sansheng, who was selling a stall there, and the young swordsman who was secretly watching somewhere around, and then leave like a passerby.

Before deciding to contact the young swordsman, she would never have contact with Huang Sansheng again.

After spending nearly an hour walking around most of the streets of Wucheng, Wu Yue came to a teahouse called Nianhua Pavilion in Nancheng.

Her eyes casually glanced at an inconspicuous wall near the teahouse, and her eyes immediately froze.
Chapter completed!