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Chapter two hundred and fourteen

The battle with the earth-level monk Mo Haishu ended in a somewhat embarrassing outcome.

In Jiang Feng's home field of Luochuan, with the attention of many Xuan-level monks and spiritual-level monks under his command, if he can achieve a good counterattack victory, it will definitely be an excellent expansion of Jiang Feng's personal prestige. As a leader,

, it is necessary to be able to manage the sect well and benefit the monks, but it is even better if it can be shown in the martial arts competition. It is like a little red among the green. This little red can be very small.

, but the effect is very obvious.

Prestige is sometimes more important than reasonableness and legality.

Fortunately, Jiang Feng's previous record was not bad. In the competition, he killed Tuoba Tu, a prefecture-level monk of the Hanshan sect, and killed Xuan-level monk Yue Xishan with one move in the sect's martial arts competition. The past events are still happening in the streets and alleys to this day.

People often say that in a hurry, being able to tie with an earth-level monk is considered a good achievement.

Of course, according to Liao Shenchang, there is no hope for Jiang Feng if the fight continues, but fortunately, everyone in the formation did not hear this sentence, and even if they heard it, they did not see it with their own eyes.

"Master, are you really going to Zhenwu City to confront the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce?" When Wu Quanzhong, the foreign affairs elder, saw Jiang Feng was about to leave, he left the protective formation regardless of the danger and rushed over to ask. Seeing that Liao Shenchang had no intention of stopping him, he

He led Jiang Feng aside and asked in a low voice, "Master, is that Mo Qiuquan really?" His palm shook slightly under the cover of his body, making a "killing" look.

Jiang Feng just smiled slightly, keeping everything in mind, "It's okay, Quanzhong, don't worry, I'll be fine. When I come back in the middle of next month, come with me to visit Luoyingmen."

"yes!"

Jiang Feng's calm performance surprised Wu Quanzhong. It was obvious that the monk named Mo Qiuquan should have died in the hands of the leader. This allowed the other party to send two prefecture-level monks to inquire. The deceased must also be an earth-level monk.

A monk, or one with a similar level of cultivation. Thinking of this, he was quite shocked. Speaking of the young master, when did his fighting skills become so superb?

Wu Quanzhong turned around and looked at the people from the Qianshan Sect who were coming to greet them. He stopped the intruder with his eyes and retreated to the formation together with Wei Ruoguang, the elder who also went out to the formation. Jiang Feng saw that everyone had retreated and thought of something in his mind, so he returned to the formation.

, handed the two magical artifacts to Wei Ruoguang and Zheng Luda respectively, entrusted them to hand over the magical artifacts to his two apprentices respectively, and gave a few more instructions before he felt relieved and flew against the wind as he wished, and rushed a few feet in front of Liao Shenchang.

, rush to the direction of Zhenwucheng first.

He originally wanted to save some spiritual energy, but he thought that if he and Liao Shenchang rode the flying sword together, he might be suspected of being "caught on the spot", so he asked him to transform into a human again so that it would not be convenient for him to retract his right arm in public.

Jiang Chengzi, his disciple, walked with him. Fortunately, the [Snow Cang] of Mo Di's long sword could still be used, so he immediately activated it and restored the spiritual energy consumed in the previous fight, and no longer worried about Mo Haishu's sneak attack midway.

From the perspective of fighting skills, Jiang Feng still considers himself to be at an average level. As for his shortcomings in field control ability, he has not been able to make up for it. This is the main reason why he failed to achieve success in this fight.

But from another perspective, even if he had the strength to defeat Mo Haishu, he would not be able to kill him on the spot. This would completely break up his cooperation with the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce.

No matter how much expectations and hopes the representative Lingcong Chamber of Commerce has for cooperation, it is impossible for them to endure Jiang Feng's "atrocity" of openly killing the eight guardians of the Lingcage Chamber of Commerce. This is somewhat different in nature from the Mo Qiuquan case.

First, Mo Qiuquan's death happened a long time ago, and it is estimated that the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce has internally determined the case and settled the case; second, if Jiang Feng pretended to evade that he did not know Mo Qiuquan's identity, Qiu Nanjia also

If you turn a blind eye, you may be able to let this matter go and turn to the next page with peace of mind. Of course, Qiu Nanjia's final attitude depends on the "sincerity" he releases. Otherwise, even with the protection of the patriarchal system,

Sect's inheritance, but one's own safety, strictly speaking, is not protected. Even though the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce will not openly kill Jiang Feng, it is not difficult to find a suitable opportunity.

…………

Yufeng Sect, Chuigong City.

Ling Feidu and the city lord Feng Jiming had just finished a dead-end competition and were tied by a Xuan-level monk. In addition to feeling a little "ashamed", Ling Feidu was even more eager to improve himself as soon as possible.

.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, if you are willing to believe in that weapon spirit, you may be the winner today." Feng Jiming said calmly, "He knows too many of my secrets, but as time goes by, these experiences will gradually lose their value." He

The reason why he dared to be so straightforward was entirely because Ling Feidu came alone and took the lead in revealing the secrets of the two. At this time, Ling Feidu was not the pure Ling Feidu, and Feng Jiming was not the harmless city lord.

Zang Tianhai.

"Oh, of course I have to rely on my own strength." Ling Feidu said, spiritual power surged in his hand, and there was a dark snowball, which was the weapon spirit that he had agreed to cooperate with before.

"Snow Girl, you became a man just to avoid me?" A small figure appeared on top of the dark snowball. The figure's shape was more solid than before, and its facial features were more distinct.

"You're overthinking, Yao Bing. I just think it's better to be a man, and it has nothing to do with you. Why, are you still obsessed with being abandoned by me?"

"Hmph!" The weapon spirit named "Yao Bing" said with disdain, "Xue Nu, you'd better be honest, don't use your brains, and cooperate with us, so that everyone will benefit."

"My current name is Feng Jiming, not Snow Girl." Feng Jiming corrected, "That was just me in the past, and I am completely different from the me now. And you, Yao Bing, are still living in the old dream."

"Cooperation? Of course you can!" he continued, "I will not refuse anyone who wants to cooperate with me. However, there are many things I can do, but what can I get from it?"

"I'm afraid I have to discuss the details of this matter with Mu Qianxue in detail." After speaking, Ling Feidu crushed a navy blue jade talisman with no interest, and all the surrounding scenery quickly dissipated, revealing the mountains surrounded by distant mountains.

When he came to the City Lord's Mansion, the illusion he just created could block everything around him, as well as his calls and fights with Feng Jiming, Qi Lingyaobing, and Mu Qianxue was waiting for the outcome of his negotiations at the City Lord's Mansion.

…………

North Sword Gate, Valley City.

This new city was built near the spiritual land of Xijian River Valley. It was originally a small town. Now Beijianmen is independent from the ancient swordmen. As time goes by, the place gradually becomes prosperous.

With the financial support of Qi State and the guidance of the concept of building a "free city", the opening of the cave was progressing very smoothly. Many casual cultivators and small families who were frustrated in the civil war of the Seven Alliances moved here.

, Valley City has a faint tendency to surpass Ancient Sword Gate and Furnace City to become the largest city in the southeastern part of the Seven Alliance Region.

Pu Tiexin has accepted Wan Xuanwei's invitation and became the guest elder here. On the surface, he is responsible for patrolling the northern border defense, but in fact, he assumes the responsibility of monitoring the casual cultivators. It is true that many monks have come to surrender, but it is not difficult to speculate that there will be people here.

There are many people with evil intentions and spies from other sects.

As one of the three prefecture-level monks that Wan Xuanwei has attracted, Pu Tiexin gets along quite well with another prefecture-level monk and a golden elixir monk. This makes him worry that his status as a casual cultivator may not be related to others.

Mu's thoughts gradually faded away a lot, but after staying here for many days, he did miss some of his family members in Li Zong.

They should be taken over, or simply brought to serve at Beijianmen. Pu Tiexin informed Wan Xuanwei of this idea, and Wan Xuanwei naturally agreed.

"This is a good thing! Tie Xin, you can bring them over and I will arrange their positions!" Wan Xuanwei patted his chest and confirmed, "However, this matter still has to wait. There is a more important thing.

I need your help."

"Oh?" Pu Tiexin originally thought that this matter would be easy to handle, but he didn't expect that there would be something wrong in the middle.

"Uncle Qi Guo, the leader, sent two golden elixir monks over yesterday, hoping to take the leader to participate in the Zhengqi Alliance's auction and help him choose some skills to protect himself."

"Well, I know about this, but what's going on with the Zhengqi Alliance's auction?"

Pu Tiexin answered honestly, the uncle of Wan Feiran, the head of Beijianmen, is Qi Hengtai, the leader and head of the Qi Empire. This is a household name in Beijianmen. This is why many casual cultivators dare to defect to Beijian, which is small and weak.

One of the main reasons for the gate is that with the protection of the great human nation Qi State, there will be no danger in the North Sword Gate. Therefore, the news that Qi State has a golden elixir envoy coming, was deliberately released to the public in order to strengthen it.

This kind of background knowledge puts everyone at ease.

Wan Xuanwei told everything he knew about the Zhengqi Alliance, "You will know about this sooner or later. The Zhengqi Alliance's auction of skill books is famous in Tianyuan Beilu. Any monk who wants to acquire some high-level skills will pay attention.

This matter. This auction was held in Xiaoting City of Yufeng Sect. Originally, there were two golden elixirs escorting the leader. I was not worried, but if none of us go, one of us might make Qi State despise it.

We, the two of us, rarely have anything to do with the master's affairs. If you trust me so much, you must show him something from time to time." Mobile version::

"content?"

"Hi, to put it in layman's terms, brother you are one of the contents. You are the prefecture-level monk I recruited, and you are also an important political achievement of mine." Wan Xuan smiled and said, "Of course, traveling with the leader will also be good for you. Hang out.

You look familiar, when Elder Li retires, the position of Chuan Gong Elder will be yours."

"I didn't think that far ahead."

Pu Tiexin is not very interested in this, but as Wan Xuanwei said, if he can get into the sight of the head Wan Feiran, it will also be great for him to move his family here for development. Before coming to Beijianmen, he once wanted to move his family to

Moving to the Qianshan Sect, after all, the leader Jiang Feng is familiar with him. If he can now take root thousands of miles away, it seems to be a good choice. However, it seems inappropriate to put all his hopes on this place.

"If I leave, these people should keep an eye on me." Pu Tiexin thought for a while and felt that he needed to explain the matter. He has been responsible for secretly keeping an eye on the casual cultivators who have defected here. If Zhou Zhang is messed up because of his short departure, it will not matter.

A small mistake. He took out a piece of paper rolled up and listed three names and precautions on it:

Lu Gouzi: Suspected of false defection, there is a possibility of gathering a crowd to rob property and escape;

Sun Desheng: Suspected to be a Chixiamen spy, but there is not enough evidence yet;

Ning Keji: Suspected to be a secret agent of the Gujian Sect, using code words in family letters to convey information, and is being followed up;

"good!"

Wan Xuanwei looked at it carefully, then crushed the papyrus into dust, "I will find someone to pay attention to it. You can just follow the leader to the Yufeng Sect with peace of mind. The number of monks who have defected to us is still increasing. If you are not worried about the impact,

If they are bad, even if there is not enough evidence, they can be eliminated decisively. But now... there is." He suddenly seemed to have some realization.

"how?"

"Send them to Biyun Sect as envoys, and someone will help us watch them!"

…………

It was already dusk when Jiang Feng and Liao Shenchang arrived at Zhenwu City.

Contrary to Jiang Feng's expectation, Liao Shenchang did not immediately return to the Herb Shop "Heqi Ju" of the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce, but instead found an ordinary tavern to sit down.

"You want to drink?" Jiang Feng couldn't understand how the dull Liao Shenchang, a prefecture-level monk, could have such a hobby. Moreover, given his status, he should find a luxuriously decorated tavern and order some spiritual wine.

"No." Liao Shenchang's answer was simple and clear. He immediately ordered a cup of cold brown rice and a dish of poor-looking vegetarian dishes. There was no meat at all, and the price was also the cheapest in this ordinary tavern. This not only made people afraid of him

The cultivated bartender's expression changed, which also slightly disappointed Jiang Feng, who was also feeling empty.

"Why is this?" Some monks have appetites, which is completely understandable. Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask himself, but Liao Shenchang's behavior really made Jiang Feng confused.

"Whenever I have troubles that are difficult to resolve, I will find a tavern, serve the cheapest food, and recall my childhood, so that all my troubles can be resolved."

"Were you poor when you were a child?"

"Fortunately, I was really poor for a while. If I hadn't been a Taoist who could live without grains, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to survive today." Liao Shenchang reached out and made himself a cup of tea. The free tea was a bit cold and turbid, let alone spiritual energy.

The aroma of tea is also very little.

"Then what do you need to sort out?"

"I helped another evil person today, which goes against my true intentions."

"You mean the Mohai tree?"

"I didn't help him, I was talking about you." Liao Shenchang raised his head and glanced at Jiang Feng. The cold expression made Jiang Feng feel cold all over, but he couldn't feel any resistance. Then he looked at the waiter behind him, between his trouser legs.

There were already two more trickles, and Jiang Feng suspected that while Liao Shenchang was speaking, he had used a special intimidation skill similar to "Dreaming" on himself.

"Did I do anything evil? I was just protecting myself at the time. If it were you, you would have fought tooth and nail." Jiang Feng argued that since Liao Shenchang didn't kill him and brought him to Zhenwu City, we could go around in circles to discuss who was against whom.

Wrong, details such as whether you know your identity are meaningless. What's more, the person who can ultimately decide your fate is Qiu Nanjia, the Zuo envoy.

"That's not what I'm talking about." Liao Shenchang said, "The fight between monks has its own fatalities and injuries. There is no right or wrong in the fight between the monks. What I'm talking about is Fuyuan Town. A lot of ordinary people have died there recently. You already knew that.

What?"

"..." Jiang Feng was a little speechless. He didn't know where to start, let alone the extent to which Liao Shenchang understood the inside story.

"Take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, Liao Shenchang took a few mouthfuls of the brown rice. The dry taste, coupled with the vegetarian vegetables that seemed to only have a salty taste, both seemed to deeply stimulate his taste buds. He couldn't help but shed tears for this, and he swallowed a lot with great effort.

Then he calmed down and said, "I hope you can find a way to reduce mortal deaths."

"Okay, I'll try my best." PC::/

Jiang Feng didn't know how to answer for a while, but looking at Liao Shenchang's expression, it was true that this dull earth-level monk turned out to be a person with stories and kindness. He didn't want to hurt him again, so he said it was nothing.

nutrition, without making any real promises.

The two of them were silent all the way, and entered the closed "Heqiju" herb shop through the back door. As expected, the steward Ni Dabao was not there. He should have gone to report to the left envoy Qiu Nanjia that he had not returned. In his inner room, the two of them saw

I met a monk who also had vertical eyes.

"Lv Changyin, are you here to be the middleman?"

Liao Shenchang immediately recognized this person, and Jiang Feng also followed his introduction and looked up and down at this person with a profound level of cultivation. For some reason, he felt as if he had seen him before.


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