"The magic weapon has a spirit and cannot be approached by mortals. Even if ordinary people find the magic weapon, they will not be able to master it, so there is no need to worry."
Ji Youjie's expression was indifferent. If he were not a warrior, let alone trying to get it, he would probably have his internal organs shattered due to the overwhelming power just by getting close.
It is precisely because of this that he dares to reuse strangers so boldly.
"That's it." Zhu Tianxu suddenly realized.
He said that the disciples of these sects were all young heroes and heroes when they were called, but they were a cunning and insidious lot in nature. How could they not take any precautions and just trust him to send people in to search.
Feelings are waiting here.
After thinking about it, he pondered for a moment, then turned around and ordered: "Wenjie, please bring a few people in to check the situation. Remember, everything is done to save your own life."
The subordinates belong to him, and the magic weapons belong to others. He can still tell which one is more important.
As for the Greedy Magic Weapon? He wanted to, but the prerequisite was that he couldn't be discovered by these people. Otherwise, even if he got the treasure, he would not be a match for these sects and would instead be hunted down.
"I understand, President."
Liao Wenjie nodded slightly. Needless to say, he didn't know how to run away when he was in danger. He just said nonsense. If the situation didn't allow it, he wouldn't want to go in.
He stretched out his index finger and clicked on the hands of more than a dozen experts in the guild, then looked at the other two sects.
There was no response from the Beast Control Sect. They were still standing there quietly, posing, as if they were not in any hurry for the treasure.
On the other hand, five disciples came out of the Qingyun Sect, and they all looked majestic and powerful.
Vaguely, he could feel the dangerous aura from these people.
It can make him, a veteran top second-rate expert, feel the danger and prove that the opponent is on the same level as him.
Five second-rate masters! They are all so young, the oldest looks to be in his early thirties... The sect's background is truly terrifying.
Without saying too much, the two teams were wary of each other and slowly walked towards the cave.
…
Snap.
A strange clay statue rolled down from the hill and hit the ground.
The next moment, a jade hand picked it up, put it in the palm of his hand, and studied it carefully.
"Yes, that's it."
Song Yufu's eyes narrowed slightly. During these days, she had the same dream every night. In the dream, she was dressed in white, with a dazzling halo all over her body, serving in front of a majestic being.
The mysterious existence told her that she was the chosen one, with qualifications far beyond ordinary people, and was the messenger of the God of Whiteness, 'Alice'.
The reason why she is still a mortal now is just a temporary waste. What she should do is to find the statue of the god and worship it day and night.
As long as she does that, she will gain extraordinary power to change the world.
The feeling of wanting to be addicted to it immediately is so attractive, just like scratching an itch. The more you don't scratch it, the more you want to scratch it.
After persisting for several days to no avail, she found the statue under the guidance of the God of Whiteness.
Just as soon as she got it, she felt a lot more relaxed all over, as if she had some strange connection with the statue.
'Go to worship, go to worship...as long as you worship God devoutly, you will get unparalleled power and get everything you want.'
A vague voice reached Song Yufu's ears, and her eyes gradually blurred, emitting a trace of white light.
Subconsciously, she began to do what the voice in her head said.
First, he returned home, then placed the earthenware statue on a solid wood table, then placed an incense burner, placed three incense sticks and lit it.
Snap.
Kneeling on the cushion, she closed her eyes and prayed silently.
'Great and almighty God of Whiteness, if you have given me the ability to survive in teaching and educating people, then please also give me the power to protect the people I love. Great God of Whiteness, do you hear me?'
Over and over again, she kept reciting it silently, and in the dark, she felt a warm current rising from her chest and abdomen, extending towards her limbs and bones.
She promised that this was an unprecedented feeling of comfort. She felt that her whole body was full of vitality and her energy had reached its peak.
However, out of sight of Song Yufu, a nearly transparent thread appeared on the earthenware statue's eyebrow shape, spanning a distance of more than two meters and connecting with her eyebrows.
This line is so subtle that even martial arts practitioners may not be able to see it clearly.
Not to mention that the room was dark, she was alone, and her eyes were closed.
The worship lasted for half an hour. After it was over, she got up, packed up, and walked towards the side room.
In the next few days, she repeated the above actions, and her physical fitness improved rapidly, developing towards superhuman status.
Until one day a knock on the door interrupted her worship.
Creak.
The door of the room opened, and an iron tower-like figure projected down. The opponent's muscles were extremely developed, full of classical beauty, and he spoke in a muffled voice.
"Miss Song, Master Li invites you."
"I understand, wait a moment."
After a moment of silence, Song Yufu turned around and went back to the house, dressed up, applied rouge and gouache, and then followed the visitor out.
On the road, people were walking in a hurry, and the vendors could not huddle out for fear of being picked on by the gangsters.
In the streets and alleys, officers and soldiers armed with swords patrolled back and forth from time to time. In troubled times, whether it was gangs or outside sects, they were not easy to mess with, and they would take action if they disagreed.
In order to maintain law and order and prevent the situation from getting to a point where it cannot be ended, the government has recently strengthened patrol manpower.
After walking for about half an hour, she was brought to a small courtyard.
"Where is this?" Song Yufu was a little confused. She used to teach that gangster from the Qingzhu Gang how to read in Qihua Building. Although she didn't like that kind of occasion, she was suddenly brought to this seemingly elegant little place.
The courtyard is a bit unfamiliar.
"This is Master Li's residence. The Qihua Building area no longer belongs to us..."
Zhong Can spoke concisely and concisely, but halfway through, he suddenly stopped. He thought that it was useless to talk to this girl so much and it would only increase his worries.
Therefore, I’ve said half of it and won’t say it anymore.
But Song Yufu already understood the meaning. She didn't expect that a high-level gang leader like Li Xiang, who has nearly a hundred thugs under his command, would one day lose power, and that day would come so quickly.
Pushing open the wooden door of the small courtyard, what comes into view is a vegetable field, where cabbage, leeks, and corn are grown... The area of the field is not large, but there are many varieties.
Going further inside, there are two stone piers and a chessboard. Judging from its surface, it is very neat, as if someone often plays chess.
"If you haven't seen enough, come in and take a look."
At this time, a slightly magnetic voice came from inside. Zhong Can had already left the courtyard. Song Yufu hesitated for a moment and walked towards the main room.
Perhaps due to the weather, the hall seemed a little dark, but fortunately the oil lamp dispersed the darkness, allowing her body to feel a little warm.
As soon as she came in, her eyes were attracted by the young man in front of her. She saw a pale boy lying half on a rocking chair, with a blanket on his knees, and his face was calm, as if it would never change at all.
If not Li Xiang, who else could it be?
This meeting was quite similar to the first time the two met.
"I heard that your rights have been taken away? No one under your command listens to you?"
Song Yufu pursed her red lips slightly. She originally wanted to speak more tactfully, but because she was not good at words and the two of them knew each other well, what she said was more straightforward.
"What? Are you afraid that I can't afford your teaching fees?"
Li Xiang smiled half-heartedly. He had to say that the orders from the headquarters were still very effective. With the issuance of those regulations, he could only command a dozen subordinates now.
As for the rest of the gang, although they are nominally his subordinates, things within the scope of their work are fine, such as whose turn it is to be on duty on which day.
But the days of asking those people to kill people for him, or traveling with dozens of brothers, are gone forever.
In addition, the dividends were exploited, and the headquarters sent a special person to manage the finances. It can be said that his status has fallen, and it is not much better than the original situation when he was still a small boss.
Of course, he is miserable, and other big bosses are not much better, and some are even worse than him.
Everyone is holding a fire, but they don't know when the fire will explode.
"No, I just wanted to see if there was anything I could do to help you."
Seeing that she was misunderstood, Song Yufu quickly shook her head. She felt that her body had changed a lot. Her seemingly thin body contained more strength than an adult man.
Moreover, this is only a few days. If you give her some time, she will definitely become far stronger than she is now.
"help me?"
Hearing this, Li Xiang burst into laughter. This girl didn't know how high the sky was, so she dared to say this. His opponent now is Shali Fei. The old guy wants to rob the gang by force, and wants to change the gang's rules and regulations by himself, thus infringing
to his benefit.
This is a general trend. If you want to stop it, you must at least have the strength of a first-rate master.
But in other words, with that kind of strength, does he still have to settle here? He can definitely recruit people and create a gang of his own, or he can also consider going to the mountains and jungles to act as a bandit and occupy the mountains as king.
After thinking about it, he said seriously: "If you really want to help me, teach me more about Daqian literature. Now I have mastered all those fonts, but I still don't understand the meaning of some words. I need your help.
As for other things, I will take care of them."
The literature in this world is of great value, and its importance is reflected in all aspects. For example, some rare words and special phrases in Jin Shen Gong cannot be understood by him. If a martial art even means its meaning,
do not know anything.
How can we practice well?
Therefore, he needs to continue to learn and improve, not only martial arts, but other knowledge must also keep up.
"I understand." Song Yufu nodded slightly.
Soon, the two began to explain and learn at the same time, making rapid progress. Li Xiang's understanding was amazing, and with his extensive knowledge of books, he could learn anything very quickly.
At this time, if you point out some things you don't understand, you will get answers immediately.
The understanding of Jinshen Gong also improved. This chapter has been completed!