"Uncle Sun, who do you think this Zhao Qing is? Is her purpose really just the twelve witches and gods?"
The woman in the red shirt looked with deep eyes, looking in the direction where the raven disappeared outside the door, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. This sudden cooperation is not only related to the future of the business, but may also affect the situation of the entire Changling and even the Qin Dynasty.
The rickety old man shook his head and sighed: "Miss, this person acts cunningly and has clever methods. He seems to know the situation in Changling very well. There must be a bigger conspiracy behind it, and he may involve us in an unpredictable and unpredictable situation.
Escape from the whirlpool."
"Miss, do we really want to take on this 'big business'? Don't say that this move may not be successful. Even if everything goes well and deceives the twelve witches and gods, Zheng Xiu, who is in a rage, will not be able to reason with evidence. With this
The fish market that is involved in this incident will not be able to sustain it for long."
He asked with some worry. With the "weak" strength of himself, a low-ranking seventh-level lady, and the peak of the sixth realm, he secretly followed Zheng Xiu to destroy the Bashan sword field and even murdered Wang Jingmeng, a ruthless enemy. How could he be careless?
, it may be irreversible.
"Uncle Sun, our business has already been a boat in the storm, why should we be afraid of more storms?" The woman in red shirt smiled slightly, with both helplessness and determination in her smile:
"Whether it is the emergence of clues about the Gushan Sword Hidden, the traces left by the descendants of the Nine Dead Silkworms, or the getting closer and closer to the Lushan Alliance, it means that Changling and the entire Qin Dynasty are about to break the peaceful situation in recent years."
"As long as Emperor Yuanwu, who has entered the eighth realm, wins a great victory in Lushan and overwhelms the other three dynasties, or if Zheng Xiu's cultivation goes further and the gap between his power and prestige is widened with the princes again, the life and death of the fish market and even the merchants will soon be at stake.
Maybe it depends on the thoughts of these two people..."
"If we miss such a rare opportunity, we are just fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered..." She then said warmly: "During this period, I tried to help each other with the people of Zhao Jianlu, and it is precisely for this reason. After all.
One more friend means one more escape route..."
"As for the success or failure of this matter, there is no need to be too pessimistic... In recent years, Queen Zheng Xiu has had everything going well and has become more powerful. She has become proud and complacent. Even though her methods are brilliant, she is faced with things that she is not familiar with and understands.
I’m afraid the enemy may not be able to make every possible move like in the past…”
She stood up and walked slowly to the window, staring at the sky where the darkness gradually dissipated and a hint of morning light was revealed. Her heart was like a mirror, clearly reflecting the current situation and future direction:
"No matter what, we must proceed with caution. Since Zhao Qing dares to propose such a bold plan, he must have a certain degree of confidence and backing. We might as well go with the flow and see how big the waves this storm can make."
The rickety old man heard this and sighed, but in the end he nodded in agreement.
He knew that his young lady had unimaginable tenacity and wisdom in her heart. Now that she had made a decision, he only had to give her full support, and this matter was indeed worth a try.
"Speaking of it, Zhao Qing clearly showed the methods of Yin Qi ghosts, but it is said that what she used in Baiyang Cave at that time was the pure method of natal sword cultivation. This is really hard to find.
Figure it out.”
After thinking for a while, the rickety old man added: "Is it just the same name? Or is it a fake name?"
As we all know, practitioners who have cultivated the path of Yin Qi and ghosts cannot practice mainstream techniques at the same time.
What flows in the meridians of their bodies is yin energy, ghost energy, and yin energy. It is completely different from the true energy that other practitioners carry, which is full of vitality and transformed from the five qi of the organs and the energy of heaven and earth. The two conflict with each other and are fundamentally different.
There is no way to make it compatible.
Otherwise, how could the practitioners who practiced the Yin Qi ghost method be squeezed out by the orthodox practitioners and hunted to the point of near extinction due to just a slight difference in the direction of practice? They should have integrated with each other long ago and learned from each other's strengths to offset their weaknesses.
"Maybe they are actually two people, maybe this Zhao Qing has a clever way to resolve the conflict between Yin and Yang..."
Hearing this, the woman in red shirt frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she replied: "Based on the level of skill inheritance that this person has mastered, it may not be impossible to achieve a true transformation of yin and yang."
"It is said that the last emperor of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Han Chen, successfully escaped when the Qin army destroyed Han. Perhaps there were similar royal survivors in the Zhao and Wei dynasties."
The rickety old man leaned on his staff and pondered: "This Zhao Qing's skills are so mysterious and he can mobilize a lot of resources. He also plans to get in touch with Zhao Jianlu..."
"The possibility of being a descendant of the Zhao royal family cannot be ruled out."
The woman in red shirt nodded slightly: "However, the great master of Sword Furnace was murdered by King Zhao Liu for treason. If what you and I think is true, the 'Raven' will come to the door like this, and it is very likely that he will follow
Mr. Zhao Yi and Mr. Zhao Si had a conflict."
"The Sword Furnace holds the most powerful true fire in the world, and is a practitioner who naturally restrains Yin Qi ghosts. Even if the level of the technique is extremely high, if Master Raven wants to fight one against two, he must at least enter the Seventh Realm.
Top grade."
The rickety old man analyzed and judged: "It's just that there are countless Qin masters in the Changling area, and Mo Shoucheng and Zheng Xiu may take action personally. In order to avoid attracting the attention of the corner guard, the two sides should only have a small discussion at most..."
It was at this time that the expressions of the two people suddenly changed again, because according to their induction, in addition to the fire that originally represented Mr. Zhao Yi and Mr. Zhao Si, there was also a blazing torrent of fire outside the fish market.
Breath, the three quickly merged together.
…
The Guijianchou Pier on the edge of the fish market is located under several stilt buildings where dry firewood is stacked.
These stilted buildings are slightly higher from the water than other stilted buildings. Because as warehouses, the things accumulated inside are relatively heavy, so there are more wooden pillars used for support than ordinary stilted buildings. Some wooden pillars are erected very randomly.
Somewhat skewed.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In addition, the wooden plank road serves as the main channel of the pier. Various floating barrels and small awning boats are docked on both sides, and the cables are tied randomly.
On those crooked wooden pillars, they swayed gently with the water waves, swaying and swaying, like countless hanged ghosts floating in the air, which made people feel terrified.
On such a pier full of weird atmosphere, the appearance of two young people broke the tranquility. One after another, they walked off a awning boat that had just docked at the pier. Their steps were brisk, but they revealed a kind of
Indescribably calm.
The auras of these two young men are so restrained that even masters of the Five Realms of Divine Mind would not be able to tell that they were practitioners if they passed by them.
The majestic fire that seems to melt the heaven and earth into one furnace can only be clearly perceived by a true master of the Seventh Realm.
"Is this...Junior Brother Zhao Ce? He has also come to Changling?" Among them, a young man with thick eyebrows dressed as a foreigner walking behind him also sensed the appearance and approaching of another Hong Furnace aura, and couldn't help but feel like this
Confuse.
He was carrying a butter paper umbrella with some damage on the edge. He was wearing a black gauze short robe that Changling people rarely wore. He was barefoot without shoes. He was Zhao Jianlu's first disciple, Zhao Zhi.
, also known as "Zhao Yi" among the practitioners of various dynasties.
The man walking in front of him was a young man. He was much shorter than the average man. He was dressed like a scholar and had an oval face. His face was extremely delicate, and his skin was as white as jade, with no flaws visible.
He looked calm, looking at the countless overlapping shacks in the fish market in front of him, his eyebrows gradually raised, his eyes showing an unimaginable sharpness, and then the hot breath like red charcoal rippled in the air, naturally
He is the fourth disciple of Sword Furnace known as "Zhao Si".
All practitioners in the world know that although Mr. Zhao Si is the fourth disciple accepted by the great master of Jianlu, his realm is the highest among all the true disciples, and all Jianlu disciples obey his orders.
Mr. Zhao Yi also respected him extremely, just like a servant, always following him and obeying his orders.
"No, it's not Junior Brother Zhao Ce..."
Zhao Si said softly, his perception was sharper than Zhao Yi, and he quickly caught the subtle difference. However, as the distance between the two parties gradually narrowed, this difference seemed to be erased at an extremely fast speed.
Even they can hardly distinguish each other.
The Heaven and Earth Hong Furnace, which can smelt thousands of true fires into one furnace, has always been the unique symbol of Zhao Jianlu's true inheritance. The other sect techniques that are good at fire techniques, whether it is the True Fire Art of Yan Di True Fire Palace or the Zhao Di Fire God Palace
The Thunder Liquid True Fire Inducer is significantly different from it, and its grade is much lower.
The visitor was able to display this fiery sword intention on the external vent machine to the point where it was fake and real, and even made Zhao Yidu suspect that he was a disciple of the sect. Who could he be?
…
Not far away, a small boat filled with black gas floated up from the water beside Guijianchou Pier. Sitting on the bow was a woman wearing a black robe. She lowered her head slightly, but her face was strangely shrouded in mystery.
There was a layer of black mist, and even the facial features could not be seen clearly.
But inside a layer of cold and cold black mist, there seemed to be a volcano filled with magma that was about to erupt, with clusters of crimson firelight. It would have been blocked by the same deep and vast water.
, as if it could evaporate the entire Dongqing River dry at any time.
"You two arrived just in time, saving me the trouble of searching for you again."
When the two disciples of Zhao Jianlu looked towards this place, the woman in black robe slowly raised her head, and a dark raven landed on her shoulder. Those eyes hidden behind the black mist seemed to be able to penetrate everything.
False, looking directly into the souls of two people.
She chuckled softly, and her voice was like the night wind blowing through dead branches, or like the weak water in the depths of the Styx, with a hint of coldness that was not easy to detect: "I have always heard that Zhao Jianlu's sword of death is unparalleled in the world. It is a sword tempered with real fire."
The fetus is the best in the world. When we meet again tonight, please feel free to teach me."
Zhao Yi and Zhao Si looked at each other, and both saw solemnity in each other's eyes. They knew that today's matter might not be simple. As the great rebellion of Qin, once they fight against the grandmaster in Changling and show their aura, it will be very difficult.
He will soon be surrounded and killed by a large army.
"Who are you? Why are you imitating the aura of my sword furnace? Are you so similar?" Zhao Yi asked in a deep voice. He took off the worn-out big umbrella behind his back and reached out to hold the umbrella handle, ready to pull out the "Broken Mountain" at any time.
Sword against the enemy: "Could it be that you have comprehended the legacy swords of my junior brothers?"
"Imitate? No, I just borrowed your breath as a guiding light." Zhao Qing replied lightly. She waved her sleeves gently, and the water around the black ship rippled in circles, as if there were countless ghosts in the netherworld.
The hands stirred under the water, but they calmed down in an instant.
"Come with me and take a walk around the streets and alleys of Changling... To make friends with martial arts, there is no need to use violent methods, let alone blood. Just the confrontation of energy and artistic conception is enough to see the true meaning."
After saying that, Zhao Qing's black boat swayed gently and sailed into the narrow waterway like a ghost, sliding silently deep into the east of Changling City, shuttling through the crisscrossing water network in the city.
Zhao Yi and Zhao Si exchanged a look. Although they were full of doubts, since the other party proposed to use force to make friends and had a calm attitude, they naturally would not show weakness, so they moved their bodies, walked on the water, and followed closely.
Along the way, the two tried to capture more clues from Zhao Qing's Qi, but were surprised to find that her breath was sometimes as hot as a furnace, sometimes as cold as yin water, unpredictable and elusive.
So after the initial test, Zhao Si first launched his sword intention offensive:
The blazing meteors fell like rain and were submerged one by one in the vast ocean of the North Ming Dynasty, splashing thousands of waves of fire. As soon as the white mist of scorching steam appeared, it was restrained underground by the crystal pillars of heaven before it surged and spread.
The burning sky suddenly turned into a cold starry sky, filled with bright arcs of light;
Countless sword intentions and talisman lines were tangled and entangled, annihilating each other in the collision and confrontation. The agitated vitality of heaven and earth divided into whirlpools scattered in the air, but before they set off a strong wind, they were quietly controlled by powerful spiritual power.
They were eliminated one by one and sent into the clouds high in the sky...
Although the rounds of qi confrontation were fierce, they did not cause any substantial damage. It was breathtaking and shocked by the unimaginable control and tacit understanding of both parties.
The night gradually faded as the three of them wandered around. The sky turned white, and the outline of the city gradually became clear in the morning light. Autumn in Changling generally passed quickly. When they got up early in the morning, the roofs and door panels were covered with white frost.
The frost and cold are getting thicker and thicker, and it’s time to count the first snow on your fingers.
On both sides of the street, early-rising vendors began to set up stalls, smoke curled up from their kitchens, and every household was busy preparing for the new day. The sound of laundry, the play of children, and the occasional sound of horse hooves in the distance were intertwined to create a perfect atmosphere for this day.
This ancient city adds a bit of life.
Zhao Qing's black boat finally stopped at a pond with yellowing sycamore leaves floating in the air. This was a remote area at the junction of the south and east of Changling City. There was a shabby alley next to it, and the morning light filtered through the eaves.
The gaps are sprinkled on the water, making the waves sparkling.
She stood up, her black robe swaying gently in the wind, and her eyes hidden behind the black mist began to shine sharply, emitting pure white light, as if a clear flame had been ignited.
Absorb any vitality, just like petals blooming quietly.
When Zhao Yi and Zhao Si looked carefully, they saw a seven-color flower that looked like lotus petals floating in front of Zhao Qing's eyes. Each petal was condensed from the blazing real fire, and it differentiated from the original white into
Colorful, the whole body is as pure as transparent crystal.
Immediately afterwards, this colorful fire lotus rose into the sky. The black robe she was wearing, the black mist surrounding her body, and the entire black ship also rose into the sky. In the autumn wind, they naturally decomposed into pure vitality of heaven and earth, and the sun fire turned into gold.
In the morning light, the cloudy water adheres to form patches of autumn frost.
As Zhao Qing's thoughts moved slightly, the majestic yin and yang energy she released spread through the streets and alleys of Changling, spreading to every corner and blending into nature. However, no one felt the slightest abnormality and just thought it was
This is perfectly normal weather.
But when Zhao Si deeply sensed and resonated with the sword's intention, he was surprised to find that the traces of the three people's auras left in various places in Changling were quietly erased by some unknown force.
Apparently it was Zhao Qingcai who did it.
"It's finally here."
After removing the disguise of "Black Water True Armor" and regaining his light green clothes, Zhao Qing smiled slightly, floated up from the pond, led the two of them to the alley of Wutongluo, and asked leisurely: "This
In the competition, who wins and who loses must have been decided!"