Jiang Deng and his party of four are flying in the sky.
Because there were too many people, Feng Jiuyou decisively gave up flying with his sword and instead took out his own low-grade Xuan-level spirit boat. However, controlling the spirit boat required too much spiritual power, and he gradually became somewhat spiritually weak.
Lowering his head and looking down, he could vaguely see a city. Feng Jiuyou controlled the spirit boat and slowly landed, "Stay in the city for a rest tonight."
Sitting on the spirit boat, Jiang Deng asked doubtfully: "Feng, you don't have enough spiritual power, right? You can't tell that you are too young."
Hearing this, Feng Jiuyou staggered and almost fell from the sky. His face turned red, "You, what are you talking about!"
Jiang Yuanyi on the side quickly broke up the fight, "Senior Brother Feng, you misunderstood my sister-in-law. She meant that you were fast enough, oh no, not durable enough, uh, no, I meant..."
This explanation is better than no explanation at all. Jiang Zhiling didn't understand what it meant at first. After Jiang Yuanyi's chaotic explanation, she completely understood it. She and Jiang Deng hugged their bellies and laughed, and the spirit boat was filled with happy air.
.
"Shut up, my prince!"
Feng Jiuyou angrily slapped Jiang Yuanyi away. Jiang Yuanyi hit the spirit boat so hard that he spit out a mouthful of blood. He was obviously seriously injured.
Jiang Deng smiled even more happily, "Feng, my eldest brother just told the truth, why did you get so angry that you hit someone?"
"Jiang Deng! I, the prince, have a lot of knowledge, and I don't have the same knowledge as you. You'd better not provoke me anymore!" Feng Jiuyou gritted his teeth and glared at Jiang Deng fiercely.
The master told him two things. If Jinshalu's matter was messed up, Jiang Deng's matter must not be messed up. When he returns to the sect, he won't have to worry about finding a chance to deal with this shameless woman!
The spirit boat landed in the city.
This city is called Zangfeng Fort, so named because the city is like a fortress, and because the residents are all mortals. It is already night, and after the curfew is implemented, there are no people on the street, so their arrival does not cause a sensation.
Feng Jiuyou seemed to be very familiar with this place. He did not choose to stay at a nearby inn, but went straight to the castle master's mansion.
In the Lord's Mansion, there were servants waiting at the gate of the city. As soon as they saw them, they immediately greeted them and led them to the hall, as if they had been prepared for their arrival.
Jiang Deng, who noticed this abnormality, frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong. She whispered to Jiang Zhiling beside her, "Follow me."
"Yeah." Jiang Zhiling nodded heavily, gently grabbed the corner of Jiang Deng's clothes, and left Jizhou City where the Jiang Mansion was for the first time. She didn't trust anyone else, only her sister.
As soon as I entered the hall and sat down, a boy about eighteen years old walked in from outside.
He is tall and strong, with strong features. He can be said to have a dignified appearance. He is dressed in a black outfit and has a warrior's swagger when he walks.
"Young Master." The servants waiting aside spoke one after another. It was obvious that this person was the Young Master of Zangfeng Castle, Qin Guang.
A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Deng's eyes, third level of Qi Refining Realm?
Gee, there are monks in a mortal city? Although the cultivation level is not high, it is still very interesting.
"Brother Feng."
Qin Guang walked straight to Feng Jiuyou and bowed his hands.
Feng Jiuyou's face was not very good. Although he and Qin Guang were childhood playmates, how many years ago did that happen? Now they are so different from each other, how can they still call him brothers? It's really a little bit.
I don’t even know etiquette!
Fortunately, Qin Guang's father, Qin Youwei, the master of Zangfeng Castle, was very wise. He hurriedly ran over, licked his face and said: "Master Immortal, please sit down. This time Quan Zi participates in the Taichu Sword Sect's ten-year sect assessment.
Please escort me."
Feng Jiuyou raised her head proudly, "Where is the thing that this prince wants?"
"Here, here, what the Immortal Master wants, do you dare not prepare it?" As he said that, Qin Youwei reached into his sleeve and thrust a book into Feng Jiuyou's hand.
"That's pretty much it."
Feng Jiuyou briefly checked and found that it was indeed the sword manual that she needed, and her face looked a little better.
He heard that the ancestor of the Qin family once produced a powerful sword cultivator who was from the Taichu Sword Sect, so he planned to get the sword manual written by that sword cultivator and hand it over to the sect to make up for it.
The mistake of not picking up the treasures of heaven and earth.
"These people I brought with me are all mortals. I will rest here for the night and start again early tomorrow morning."
"Yes, yes, I have been prepared for a long time. Master Immortal please..."
Qin Youwei led the way with a smile.
Jiang Deng, who was walking behind, fell into deep thought. When she took out the book just now, she took a peek and found that it seemed to be some kind of martial arts secret book.
Huh? What kind of rare martial arts secrets are there for mortals? How could Feng Jiuyou, a monk who is about to form an elixir, be interested in this? Well... there is a big problem.
Jiang Deng fell in love.
at night.
After Jiang Zhiling fell asleep in the same room, Jiang Deng listened carefully for a while and confirmed that Jiang Yuanyi and Feng Jiuyou in the neighboring room were also silent, and then she got up.
A formation was set up in the house to protect Jiang Zhiling. Jiang Deng quietly walked out of the room, avoiding the patrolling guards along the way, and arrived outside the castle lord's room.
Not long after, the door opened, and Qin Youwei came out. He looked around to make sure there was no one around, and then went straight into the rockeries in the garden.
Jiang Deng followed without any hesitation. Qin Youwei was only a mortal, so there was nothing to worry about.
Qin Youwei in front turned the protruding stone on the rockery, and the two rockeries that were close together immediately separated, revealing the passage hidden in it. It was pitch black and the end could not be seen at a glance.
Qin Youwei walked in first, and Jiang Deng followed immediately.
The further into the cave, the stronger the stench that poured into his nose became stronger, and Jiang Deng couldn't help but frown.
"Where did you hide the complete sword manual?" Qin Youwei's scolding voice sounded from the front, without even the slightest kindness that he had seen before.
"Hehehe..."
What followed was a crazy old female voice, "Kill me! Kill me! I won't even tell you until I die!"
"You damn old woman! Since you have raised me, everything you have is mine. It's just a sword manual. How could you not give it to me! Not give it to me!"
The sound of whipping sounded one after another.
Jiang Deng was aroused by this movement and was curious. He couldn't help but look around. When he saw it, he immediately gasped in surprise.
The end of the cave turned out to be a cesspool!
And there is a person in this smelly cesspit!
The woman had unkempt hair and a withered figure. She was soaked in the cesspit, with only her upper body floating on top. Her arms could be clearly seen disappearing, and her skin was dripping with blood from the whip.
"who!"
Qin Youwei noticed something was wrong and turned around.
Seeing that Jiang Deng had been discovered, he stopped hiding and walked out openly.
Qin Youwei narrowed his eyes slightly, "Aren't you the woman brought by the Ninth Prince? What, why are you staying up late at night and following the Lord here?"
Jiang Deng said with a smile: "Master, didn't you sleep at night? If I hadn't followed you, how would I have known that you were half-broken into the ground, and you were still doing the trick of hiding a beauty in a golden house?
"
The beauty hidden in the golden house?
Qin Youwei's face turned completely green, "She is my adoptive mother!"
The smile disappeared from Jiang Deng's eyes, "Since I know that she has nurtured you, you still treat her like this. She deserves to be killed!"
Heavy lightsaber, now!
Jiang Deng clenched the heavy light sword that had returned to forearm length. Its green blade exuded a cold light in the dark night, just like the murderous aura in her eyes.