Chapter 450 Does ability and age have anything to do with it?
Zhong Wen looked back at Cao Da, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
"Zhong Shaoxia, you are from Daqian, and you may not know much about the situation of the Fulong Empire." Cao Da instantly understood his eyes and took the initiative to explain, "The Fulong Emperor is mainly composed of the royal family and Jiang, Gong, Ji, and Qiu Si. It is controlled by a big family, and this enemy is one of the four top families."
"The enemy is so powerful?" Zhong Wen was surprised, "You don't even cherish the spiritual master? You actually rushed to the grassland to become a gangster?"
"That's not the case. No matter which family he belongs to, Ling Zun is a top-level force that can be encountered but cannot be sought." Cao Da shook his head and denied, "Twenty years ago, this enemy family originally ranked second among the four major families. , I heard that it was because of an internal fight that the family's strength was greatly weakened, and it was surpassed by the Gong family and the Ji family. Although it is still listed among the four major families on the surface, it has long been unworthy of its name and cannot be recognized by the other three families. "
Between Cao Da's words, Qiu Tianlong's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness.
"That's it." Zhong Wen nodded, raised the sword in his hand again, and pointed at the sky.
A terrifying power like a stormy wave emanated from him, and then, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge meteorite that covered the sky and sun was seen falling rapidly from a high altitude. The surface of the boulder was burning with blazing flames, like a doomsday disaster. , God's punishment from heaven, falling hard towards the grassland, making people feel an unparalleled feeling of despair.
What a terrifying magical skill!
Ji Weizhusu covered her lips with her hands, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise, and she could hardly believe her own eyes.
Since finding Zhong Wen, this "little junior brother" has displayed endless abilities, which are completely beyond her imagination and have almost reached unbelievable levels.
She even had a feeling that, not to mention herself, her master Zhong Wuyan, the dignified elder of Lingxiao Holy Land, was probably far from Zhong Wen's opponent.
Looking at the terrifying meteorites falling from the sky, Qiu Tianlong finally realized that the strength gap between the two sides was like an insurmountable chasm. No matter how hard he tried, he could not be Zhong Wen's opponent.
He slowly closed his eyes, no longer struggling pointlessly, his heart felt peaceful, and he gave up resistance completely.
But the four generals surrounding him drew their weapons one by one and stood ready, their eyes showing the courage and determination to face death, as if they wanted to fight to the death against the apocalyptic natural disaster above.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the meteorite fell mercilessly on the grassland, creating a huge crater in the ground. The fire quickly spread to the nearby green grass. Before long, the entire area was filled with black smoke and scorching hot. .
The moment the meteorite collided with the ground, an overwhelming violent air flow swept across all directions, with astonishing power. It knocked four generals of the Qiu family upside down, and even the masters of the heavenly wheel could not even stand still.
Qiu Tianlong sat with his eyes closed, waiting for death to come. However, after a long while, he could only feel the scorching air waves, but was not hit by the meteorite. He couldn't help opening his eyes and turning his head to look.
After looking at it, he discovered that the direction where the meteorite landed was more than ten feet away from him.
Missed?
He couldn't help but glance at Zhong Wen, but saw that the evil young man in white had already put away the sword in his hand and walked towards him with a smile.
When the four generals saw Zhong Wen approaching, their faces showed nervousness and alertness. They quickly stabilized their bodies and raised their weapons in an attempt to intimidate the opponent.
"You are loyal." Zhong Wen smiled slightly, and with a flick of his hand, he sent out a soft spiritual power, pushing the four of them several feet away, then squatted down and stared into Qiu Tianlong's tired eyes.
"Why don't you kill me?" Qiu Tianlong looked back at him with joy and fearlessness.
"I lack a follower." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "You have spiritual mastery after all, so you can do the job just fine. Do you want to consider it?"
"You want me, Qiu Tianlong, to be your follower?" A trace of anger flashed in Qiu Tianlong's eyes, "Kill if you want, why do you need to humiliate me?"
"The so-called follower is just a joke." Zhong Wen laughed, "I mean, do you want to come over and work for me?"
"You are indeed extremely talented, a person who is rare to meet in a hundred years." Qiu Tianlong resolutely refused, "But if you want me to recognize you as my master, this alone is not enough."
"By the way, let me introduce myself. My surname is Zhong Mingwen, and I have been nicknamed 'The Miracle Doctor and the Demon Chef'." Zhong Wen was not discouraged. He still smiled and said slowly, "The reason for taking such a nickname is that
It’s because my medical skills are so good that no one in the world can match them.”
Qiu Tianlong's heart moved, and he vaguely guessed what Zhong Wen meant.
"Your problem may not be curable in the eyes of other doctors." Zhong Wen continued, "For me, it is just a piece of cake and can be cured easily."
"The best medical skills in the world?" Qiu Tianlong listened to his boasts, which became more and more sinister. He finally couldn't help but interjected, "How old are you that you dare to claim to be the best?"
"Can you beat me?" Zhong Wen was interrupted by him and rolled his eyes dissatisfied.
"Even if you can't beat him, what does your medical skills have to do with it?" Qiu Tianlong said unconvinced.
"How old are you this year?" Zhong Wen asked again.
"One hundred and five." Qiu Tianlong hesitated for a moment, but answered truthfully.
"Young master is seventeen this year. You have lived for more than a hundred years and you still can't beat me." Zhong Wen looked at him and said calmly, "Is there any relationship between ability and age?"
Qiu Tianlong: "..."
Even though he knew that Zhong Wen was young, he was still deeply shocked when he heard the number "seventeen".
In fact, Qiu Tianlong had already broken through to the spiritual realm as early as the age of eighty. From a worldly perspective, he was a top genius, and he was always proud of it. However, in front of a loser like Zhong Wen, this
However, this achievement seems lackluster and completely unattainable.
"I am a horse bandit after all." After a long time, he slowly said, "Even if I surrender to you, can you really trust me?"
"It's not about taking refuge. I'll help you treat your illness and pay you some reward." Zhong Wen shook his head, "You work for me for a while, and everyone gets what they need, that's all."
"How long?" Qiu Tianlong obviously had not understood the concept of "beating workers". After hearing Zhong Wen's words, he felt that the conditions were quite generous and asked quite excitedly.
"How about three years?" Zhong Wen pondered for a moment and then said, "After three years, you decide whether to stay or go."
"You are far stronger than me." Qiu Tianlong asked again, "What can I do for you?"
"You yourself are a spiritual master, but your generals only have Tianlun cultivation." Zhong Wen asked, "What can they do for you?"
"I understand." Qiu Tianlong was silent for a while, and his eyes gradually became firm, "As long as you can cure my disease, within the next three years, Qiu is willing to do your best without any other reward."
"Happy!" Zhong Wen laughed, reached into his arms, and took out a small porcelain bottle.
The moment he peeled off the cork of the bottle, Qiu Tianlong felt a refreshing aroma of medicine coming to his nose. Just one breath in, and he felt a sense of spiritual energy pouring into his pores and a comfortable feeling of his soul being washed.
His eyes lit up and he stared closely at the medicine bottle in Zhong Wen's hand, as if a voice from the depths of his soul was telling him that the contents of the bottle would be of great benefit to his injury.
Zhong Wen poured out a pill with golden lines on its surface, threw it in the direction of Qiu Tianlong, and said: "Take it, I will give you a moment to digest the potency, and then follow me on my way."
Qiu Tianlong stretched out his right hand to catch the elixir, and slowly took off the silver mask with his left hand, revealing a pale-skinned face.
Perhaps because of his advanced cultivation, Qiu Tianlong's appearance looks like he is only forty or fifty years old. He is handsome and handsome. He does not look like a bandit leader at all, but more like a handsome and handsome uncle with a graceful demeanor.
He did not show the slightest hesitation and swallowed the elixir into his belly readily. Then he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, trying to digest the power of the medicine.
The four generals of the Qiu family quickly moved closer and stood around Qiu Tianlong, protecting him firmly. There was no trace of hostility in their eyes when they looked at Zhong Wen, but their vigilance did not diminish.
Zhong Wen glanced at the four of them, smiled and asked, "What do you call me?"
"Qiu Feng."
"Qiu Lei."
"Qiu Yun."
"Qiu Yu."
Realizing that Zhong Wen was likely to become the boss of his own boss, the four masterminds softened their attitude towards him a lot, and each reported their own connections.
"Are these not their real names?" Zhong Wen was quite speechless at the random naming style of the four people.
"The name is just a code name." Qiu Feng replied, "Since we followed the second master, we have abandoned our real names."
"Second Master?"
"The master ranks second among the Chou family. In the past, everyone respected him as Second Master Qiu." Qiu Lei replied, "The current head of the Chou family is the biological brother of the Second Master, and he was also the culprit who drove him out of the Chou family.
"
Another dispute between wealthy families!
Zhong Wen sighed secretly and glanced at Qiu Tianlong out of the corner of his eye, secretly thinking that this man could make the general return home like this, so he had some merits.
At this moment, Qiu Tianlong suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were shining brightly and he was full of energy. His handsome face was full of excitement, and he could no longer see the slightest trace of dejection.
"Qiu Tianlong pays homage to the Lord!"
He suddenly jumped up from the ground, quickly came to Zhong Wen, lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully, "Thank you for your kindness, Lord. From today on, Tianlong will be your Lord's help."
Whenever the master needs a sword, he must put it in front of him and behind his horse, and he will put all his energy into it, and he will have no regrets in this life!"
"It doesn't have to be like this." Zhong Wen said with a faint smile, "We have been talking for three years. You can choose for yourself whether you are willing to continue with me."
"Thank you, Lord!" Qiu Tianlong lowered his head and said sincerely, "Tianlong will definitely live up to the Lord's kindness!"
His gratitude to Zhong Wen was not false. Ever since he failed to compete with his brother for family power and the root cause of his illness fell, he had been suffering from illness over the years, which could be described as unspeakable misery.
It was precisely because of this strange disease that he lost the fighting spirit to make a comeback. He could only hide in the grasslands outside the country and live a miserable life. He closed his door and became king and hegemon. It was obviously impossible to say that he was not unwilling in his heart.
Now, he can clearly feel that with the help of the elixir given by Zhong Wen, not only the old diseases in his body have been eliminated, but also decades of life have been gained out of thin air. It can be said that the willows are blooming, the dead trees are springing up, and the ambition that was originally hidden in the heart has finally been restored.
Vigorous life emerged again.
What made him even more happy was that Zhong Wen did not ask him to sell the rest of his life and fight to the death. Instead, he took the initiative to make a three-year agreement. This meant that he could form a new team after the expiration of the agreement and compete with him.
The brothers compete for power in the enemy's family.
At this moment, Qiu Tianlong secretly vowed in his heart that if he could not truly repay Zhong Wen's kindness, he would never leave easily.
"Let's go!" Zhong Wen turned his head, took a slight step, and appeared in front of Ma Yun and others in an instant.
"Yes!" Qiu Tianlong stood up, responded respectfully, and followed closely behind Zhong Wen.
Qiu Feng and Qiu Lei looked at me and me, with excitement shining in their eyes.
After living with Qiu Tianlong for many years, they were naturally able to recognize that their master had finally regained his former glory and once again showed the domineering and heroic appearance of the second master of the Qiu family.
At this moment, they seemed to have seen the beautiful scene of Qiu Tianlong returning to the imperial capital one day in the future, trampling on the current head of the family, and regaining the power of the family.
"Brother Ma, I'm sorry for wasting some time." Zhong Wen apologized to Ma Yun, "We can continue on our way."
"Brother Zhong Wen, does this nine-headed... hatred... warrior want to go with us?" Although Ma Yun had a panoramic view of the previous scene, facing the legendary nine-headed dragon, the overlord of the grassland, he still felt apprehensive.
asked.
"Brother Ma." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "This is my new little brother. He will work with me to protect the safety of the team. I also need to ask me to take care of him."
"Okay, okay!" After receiving Zhong Wen's affirmation, Ma Yun turned from worry to joy, "If we can get the help of a strong enemy, we have nothing to worry about!"
"Zhong Wen, when will I become as powerful as you?" Zhuma threw herself into Zhong Wen's arms excitedly, raised her rosy face and looked directly at him, her eyes filled with admiration and envy.
"Zhuma is very talented. I'm afraid she will surpass me in less than two years." Zhong Wen laughed and touched her little head, "I will still need your protection by then."
"Okay, okay." Zhuma rubbed his chest affectionately and said happily.
"I have offended you just now, so please forgive me." Zhong Wen turned to look at the several convoy guards and said with a smile.
"Don't dare, don't dare!" Those people had already been frightened out of their wits by the strength he showed. How could they dare to care about it? They all shook their heads, "It was just a misunderstanding. Zhong Shaoxia is very powerful, I admire you!"
The nine-headed dragon, who made everyone fear him, the spiritual leader who stood at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, was actually accepted as his younger brother by Zhong Wen in just a few words, completely subverting the three views of these guards.
At this time, Zhong Wen was omnipotent in the eyes of everyone, and was almost equated with a "god".
The people who had spoken ill of Zhuma before were all hiding in the carriage in disgrace, not daring to show their faces at all, but tremblingly praying to Zhong Wen not to hold grudges.
"Brother Zhong Wen, since this is over, let's continue on our way!" Ma Yun laughed and said, "I have already vacated the carriages of Qiu Zhuangshi and the other four brothers."
"By the way, Brother Ma, you go first." Zhong Wen was about to nod in agreement, but suddenly remembered something and said instead, "I'll be here soon!"
After saying that, the dragon shadow flashed under his feet and appeared next to the Silver Snake King in an instant. He gently lifted his body and then disappeared from the place with a sway under his feet.
"The Daqian Empire has produced such an extraordinary figure!" Cao Da sighed, "It seems that no more wars will be allowed in the short term!"
Shui Wufeng stared in the direction where Zhong Wen disappeared, his brows furrowed, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his little head.
Not long after, Zhong Wen's figure appeared in the motorcade again, with a warm smile still on his face, and he seemed to be in a happy mood.
No one noticed that he was holding a crystal clear and brilliant dark golden bead in his hand.?