Before leaving, Jin Ziming visited Wenmo inside the store, the purpose of which was of course to observe the layout and distribution of the private rooms.

Especially the largest one, its orientation, the location of the window, the route the waiter takes when serving food, etc.

After leaving "Tingchao Xiaozhu", he took advantage of the bright moonlight to wander around, and finally stopped at a Taoist temple ruins more than three miles north of the restaurant. After entering the temple, he had a good time to pay his respects.

There were still two days before it was time to take action. After Jin Ziming returned, he began to plan an evacuation route.

There are two third-level sects that are not too far away from Derong City and are hostile to the Longqing Sect, namely Hulinmen and Black Mist Peak. Teleporting away from Xijinzhou from the city where they are located is the best choice.

In order to prevent Lao Huang and Ozawa from accidentally revealing that his destination was the Lingyun Sect, he decided to go to Beikuizhou first and then take a detour to Nanfengzhou.

On the third day, he disguised himself as a middle-aged businessman and put on the clothes that concealed his breath.

Pack your bags and go for a walk around the dilapidated Taoist temple, then stroll towards "Tingchao Xiaozhu".

As the sun set, the lazy sunshine shone on his face, and the warm and cool breeze blew the leaves on the roadside, making a soft "whispering" sound.

The weather was sunny and comfortable, and I thought it would not be dark and windy tonight, but a sense of excitement and excitement about killing my enemy welled up in my heart.

Facing the huge difference in strength, there is no fear or hesitation, only ruthlessness and bloodthirsty.

It was still early before dinner, and there were very few customers in the store. Jin Ziming said to the waiting waiter:

"I want the largest and best private room in your store."

"I'm really sorry, sir. The most elegant room has been booked by a distinguished guest. Please forgive me. Can you change it to another room? I can take you to have a look."

"Fine."

Jin Ziming chose the second private room in the corridor, so he went in and sat down, drinking tea and ordering dishes. The very distinctive dish "This fish should only be found in the immortal family" was naturally a must-order.

"Waiter, please prepare the dishes first. I'm not hungry yet. I'll call you when it's time to serve."

"Okay, sir." The waiter was about to leave, but Jin Ziming said again:

"Don't close the door tightly. I want to get some air. It's a bit stuffy."

He didn't dare to use his spiritual consciousness to detect a golden elixir monk. He could only observe with his naked eyes like a mortal.

Dusk fell little by little, and finally, Jin Ziming's long-awaited master arrived.

The boss, with a charming smile on his face, led the two monks to the elegant room inside.

Jin Ziming looked through the crack in the door and recognized Wang Pengxu, and another imposing middle-aged man in black, who must have been "Uncle Xu".

The three of them flashed past, and soon they heard the sound of a door closing at the end of the corridor.

He ordered the waiter to start serving the food, which was quickly served. While eating, he paid attention to the appearance and the number of times the waiter who served Dayajian passed by.

After confirming that four dishes had been served, it was time for the planned show.

Jin Ziming closed the ajar door completely and quickly took out a wooden house carved exactly the same but larger in size from the package.

Replace the small wooden house on the plate, take out the material used to generate the white mist, and stuff it into the fake.

Arrange the dishes as they were, then take out a wooden thorn and insert it through the gap at the back of the wooden house, with the pointed end touching the surface of the poisonous gas bag so that it can be punctured at any time.

He opened the door and began to wait patiently. When the waiter who brought the fifth course to Dayajian passed by, he looked fiercely and scolded fiercely:

"Waiter, come in and see, why are there insects in this dish?"

The waiter, forced by his power, had no choice but to bring the dishes in and take a look. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered, he was struck unconscious with a knife.

Jin Ziming caught his plate with one hand, slowly put the waiter down with the other, and immediately closed the door.

He quickly exchanged clothes with the waiter, disguised himself as a young servant, and played with the waiter's face a few times to prevent him from being recognized by familiar people.

Jin Ziming served the modified dishes, left the private room, and closed the door.

He walked calmly to the door of the elegant room at the end, imitated the waiter, and knocked softly.

After three breaths, he closed his consciousness, respectfully brought the dishes in, and came between the two guests.

The wooden house in the plate had already begun to emit white mist. The moment the plate came into contact with the table, he gently pushed the wooden thorn and pierced the skin.

"Two distinguished guests, may I introduce to you our restaurant's signature dish, 'This fish should only be found in the Xian family'?"

Jin Ziming imitated the waiter and asked softly, preparing to introduce the origin of this dish to the two of them. Unexpectedly, the others ignored him at all and continued chatting on their own.

"Pengxu, why haven't you caught that little thief yet? Do you need me to send a foundation-building monk to help?"

"Uncle Master, it's not necessary for the moment. I lost him in the city. Before that, my people had been guarding various city gates and teleportation formations, and they all had his appearance and aura on their hands.

Even if he changes his appearance, I understand that he, a mountain cultivator with no background, cannot find a way to change his aura.

No trace of him has been found so far, which means he must still be hiding in the city.

I have removed two foundation-building monks from the family to assist. Please wait. If it doesn't work, I will ask you for help."

"Then you go ahead and try harder. Jieying, you should work harder and don't let that guy Gu Wangyu succeed."

"Don't worry, uncle, I know it well. Come, my nephew will give you another drink."

As soon as the two men raised their glasses, Wang Pengxu suddenly covered his head and screamed, falling onto the chair. Elder Xu also covered his head as if in pain.

Jin Ziming knew that the soul poison was acting up, so he pulled out the short blade like lightning and stabbed Wang Pengxu in the neck, killing him instantly.

Jin Ziming drew out his short knife and stabbed Elder Xu on the left chest.

Although the opponent had a splitting headache, he was still in the realm of the third level of soul after all, and could still barely maintain a sense of clarity. He hurriedly flicked the rice bowl in his hand towards Jin Ziming, and at the same time dodged to the outside.

Jin Ziming swung his left hand and knocked the porcelain bowl away, but his attack was slightly hindered. Coupled with Elder Xu's dodge, the knife missed the target and penetrated deeply into his lower right abdomen, causing blood to flow profusely.

Jin Ziming pulled it out hard and prepared to stab again, but found that the short blade was firmly stuck in the opponent's abdomen, making it difficult to move at all.

He knew that nothing could be done and that the other party's spirit was about to begin to recover. Without any hesitation, he immediately abandoned the knife, knocked open the window, jumped over the wall, and fled northward.

After a few breaths, Elder Xu's soul began to slowly recover, and he suddenly became furious. The opponent must be the Qi Refining cultivator.

He endured the pain in his abdomen, fully channeled his newly recovered consciousness, and soon caught a fast running figure two miles away to the north.

Elder Xu jumped out of the restaurant, flew after the thief, and finally stopped him in front of an abandoned Taoist temple.

At this time, his soul had recovered nearly 20%. Although the trauma to his abdomen was very deep, when the blade entered his body, it was forced away from his Dantian by his inner energy, so it was not a serious problem for him.

Elder Xu made an instant decision to severely injure the bastard first to satisfy his hatred, and then hand it over to the Wang family for disposal.

He didn't want to talk nonsense, so he pressed forward with a wave of his palm. Jin Ziming was so agile that he actually avoided two moves.

When Elder Xu saw this, he was furious. He increased his magic power output, used his inner strength to entangle his opponent, and forced him to slap him.

Immediately, the thief's metacarpal bone shattered, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person was ejected three feet away, and he immediately fell to the ground seriously injured.

Elder Xu stepped forward and kicked Jin Ziming away, causing him to jump over the wall and fall into the Taoist temple.

He jumped onto the courtyard wall and saw the man panting heavily, struggling to crawl to one side, hugging a broken stone statue, and stood up tremblingly, preparing for a life-and-death struggle.

Elder Xu smiled contemptuously and cursed in his heart: "You don't know how to live or die." He jumped up from the wall and kicked out in the air.

Jin Ziming inserted his right hand into the hollow at the bottom of the stone statue and used all his strength to smash the statue towards the enemy's front feet.

Just when Elder Xu was about to kick the stone, a sudden change occurred.

Three consecutive soul needles pierced into his brain, immediately opening three large holes in his already weak consciousness space.

In an instant, severe pain and dizziness occurred, causing his thinking to come to a complete halt.

Amidst Elder Xu's screams, his right leg was still kicked on the stone under the action of inertia, but its strength was only 20%.

The stone statue suddenly shattered, revealing the cold moon that had long been hidden inside.

Jin Ziming held his beloved knife and performed the "Simultaneous Knife Raising Style", and the spiritual energy from his Dantian flowed into Leng Yue crazily along the self-built channels in his body.

At the same time, all the acupuncture points that the qi circulation path passes through have been opened, absorbing external spiritual energy to increase the power of this knife. Leng Yue draws a strange arc and strikes at the enemy.

At this moment, Elder Xu had completely lost the ability to react. The knife that filled Jin Ziming's whole body with all his strength penetrated deeply into his right abdomen.

Then he lifted it up diagonally, cut open his left chest, and chopped his heart into two halves. When Elder Xu fell to the ground, he died immediately.

Jin Ziming collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

It was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he took off the rhythm from Elder Xu's hand and put it in his arms.

Then he used the medicine he bought to destroy the corpse and eliminate all traces. After Elder Xu's body and breath disappeared, he began to deal with his injuries.

Thanks to the body protection of the "Blood Refining Body Tempering Technique", the internal injuries were not particularly serious.

He swallowed a few low-level pills, took out his luggage that had been hidden in the Taoist temple, took Elder Xu's sword, used his power again to change his appearance, and transformed into a mortal warrior, and started to evacuate according to the planned route.

When he passed a lake on the way, he threw his sword hard and plunged it deeply into the mud in the middle of the lake.

At this time, "Tingchao Xiaozhu" had fallen into chaos. A young man with a pale face asked the boss for instructions:

"Second uncle, what should we do? It would be a huge disaster for Mr. Wang to die here. Do we need to notify the Wang family immediately?"

The shop owner pondered for a long time and said with a trembling voice:

"The impact of this matter is too great. Don't rush to notify the Wang family now. We will wait for instructions from our ancestors to prevent any trouble for him.

It would be best if he can give me instructions tonight, otherwise, tomorrow morning, you and I will go to the Longqing Sect to ask for an audience with the ancestor."

"Okay, Third Uncle."

…

Starting from Haishi, Derong only opened the east gate, while Jin Ziming passed through the city from the west overnight and rushed towards the northeast Black Mist Peak.


Chapter completed!