Possessing ninth-level cultivation is a prerequisite for becoming an agent of the Ji Xian Division.
At first glance, the shopkeeper of Zuixianju and several strong men are ordinary people without any cultivation.
A group of ordinary people with no cultivation level were shouting at two monks to kill them. If he hadn't personally experienced such an extraordinary story, Rong Fei would never believe it.
It can be said that the shopkeeper, Ignorant Xiansi, and the policemen are all monks, and they are ignorant and fearless, but just now he has already revealed their identities with his own mouth.
The so-called Qingpi is a disparaging term for the catchers and government officials.
It was obvious that the shopkeeper was relying on someone behind him to support him, so he was sure that the agents of Ji Xian Division would not dare to resist.
To put it bluntly, it's a dog fighting for power.
What Rong Fei has to do today is to beat up the mangy dog, and it would be best to seduce the master behind him and deal with it as well.
Rong Fei raised his hand to stop Gu Fengxiao who was about to make a move.
With Gu Fengxiao's ninth-level cultivation, it was no problem to deal with a few strong men, but firstly, he was injured and had not recovered. Secondly, those strong men looked like they were practitioners, so some of their hands and feet would have to be broken. But Rongfei didn't want to
The effect was crisp and clear, so he did it himself.
In fact, there is another reason. Rong Fei has just gained cultivation and has not yet fought with others. He just happened to practice with these strong men and get a taste of what it's like for monks to bully ordinary people.
In addition to recording the regular practice methods of the God-catching Art, Yu Qingzhi gave Rongfei the God-catching Art, there are also various techniques for using spiritual power, as well as unique moves and stunts covering many sects in the spiritual world.
The God Catching Technique's method of repaying the other person with the same method is not just something to say casually. When the God Catching Technique swept across the world of immortality, it also included the techniques of various sects, which provided nutrients for the later creation of the God Catching Technique.
Shushan Haoran Qi, Sword Pavilion sword control, various spells of Qiankun Temple, and God Catching Techniques are all available.
It's just superficial and has no real core skills.
Rong Fei hasn't had time to finish reading The Art of Catching Gods, so he has only briefly read the part about how to imitate Haoran Qi. Maybe it's because he was bullied so badly by Guo Xiao with Haoran Qi when he was in Fencheng, so he has no idea how to imitate Haoran Qi.
I was particularly interested in imitating Haoran Qi, and I also practiced a few moves in private, which came in handy at this time.
The shopkeeper of Zui Xianju and several big men rushed forward menacingly, raising their big sticks and about to smash them down. The next moment, they seemed to have been hit by a body-holding spell, and stood there in a funny posture.
The diners on the first floor were still wondering, and then they heard Rong Fei snort coldly.
"Kneel down!"
The shopkeeper and the big men naturally refused, but the invisible force pressing on them became stronger and stronger, making it difficult to breathe, and the bones and joints were pressed so hard that they creaked. After holding on for a few breaths,
Finally, they couldn't hold on any longer, and they fell to their knees one after another.
Haoran Qi is really a magical skill for showing off. It can achieve the effect of defeating others without fighting without hurting people or seeing blood.
Rong Fei sighed in his heart.
The diners were dumbfounded, and the waiter was also dumbfounded. They couldn't understand why the shopkeeper and the thugs were so good that they couldn't move on their knees.
"What are you looking for? Order food."
Rong Fei picked up an empty teacup on the table and threw it at the stunned waiter.
"Ouch...order...order now."
The teacup hit the waiter on the forehead, causing a big lump to bulge immediately. The waiter ordered food for the two of them, and then ran into the kitchen as if he was running away.
Arriving at the back kitchen, the waiter immediately arranged for someone to rush to the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion to report the news. Here, he asked the master chef to bring out the dishes and stabilize the two of them first.
Chang Huaien went to bed very late after drinking flower wine last night. At this time, he just got up under the service of his maid. Chang Liu, the chief manager of the Hou Mansion, walked outside and heard the sound of washing inside. He didn't dare to disturb him, so he hunched over.
Wait and stand outside.
After Chang Huaien finished washing, he sat in a chair and drank the sobering tea brought by his servant. After the hangover in his mind had subsided for a few minutes, he shouted towards the door.
"Uncle Six, come in."
Chang Liu entered the house quietly, waved his hand for the maids and servants to go out, and then reported everything that happened in Zuixianju to Chang Huaien.
"Rong Fei? I haven't heard that there is such a number one figure in the Ji Xian Division. Can we find out where he came from?"
Chang Huaien took a sip of hot tea, placed the cup gently on the table, and asked in a low voice with a frown.
It was widely rumored that Chang Huai'en was uneducated, had a hot temper, and was the number one playboy in Kyoto. But at this time, there was no trace of a playboy in him, and instead there was a sinister and calculating gleam in his eyes.
"The time was so tight that we didn't find much. Although that guy was wearing the green soap coat of an agent from the Ji Xian Division, someone saw his lineup yesterday. He suddenly appeared at the Ji Xian Division at noon yesterday, and he had the royal gift on him.
The gold and jade Xie Zhi crown clothing, the knife to clean up the injustice, and a fifth-grade head-catching silver medal.
He was the one who sent Murong Qiu Shui to jail yesterday, and this morning he broke into the Ministry of Household Affairs and took away the left servant Fan Li and two principals. Later, the Ministry of Household Affairs surrendered and sent him the arrears of salary before releasing him.
I guess it has something to do with what the young master said yesterday, that this Rong Fei is just looking for a show."
Chang Liu told the news he heard about Rong Fei.
"Do you think he is a fool? Or is there someone behind the scenes?"
Chang Huaien asked after thinking for a moment.
"It's... hard to say. But I think we can't follow his wishes, otherwise there might be some insidious means waiting for us later."
"Yes, I also think this matter is not as simple as it seems."
Chang Huaien stood up, walked back and forth in the room twice with his hands behind his back, then stopped and gave instructions.
"Take Brother Wang Tao to find out what he's got. If he's a poser, throw it back to Ji Xiansi with two legs thrown off. He must always show his style as the number one dude in Kyoto. If it's really a tough idea, you might as well start with it.
Let him be subdued, and then take him to Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower to give him a sweet treat and see if he can get the truth out."
"Yes, Master, I will do it right away."
"Remember, you have to be high-profile and in line with my style of conduct. The worse our performance here is, the more stable dad's side will be."
When Chang Liu retreated outside the house, Chang Huai'en couldn't help but give another warning.
In Zui Xian's house, looking at the table full of exquisitely arranged dishes with all the colors, flavors, and flavors, Rong Fei, who had not eaten seriously after a busy day, couldn't help but move his index finger. He patted Gu Fengxiao, who was still acting like he was facing a formidable enemy, and shook his head.
He opened his cheeks and started eating wildly.
The shopkeeper and a few burly thugs were still kneeling nearby, and the previous diners on the first floor had not left either. They were all waiting to see how Zui Xianju would deal with it and how the two arresting agents from the Ji Xian Division would end.
The news spread quickly, and the diners upstairs at Zuixianju also flocked to the first floor, and the streets were also filled with people watching the fun.
Who in Kyoto doesn’t know that Zuixianju is a property of Jingyuan Marquis, and Chang Huai’en, the No. 1 Yamen, is the big owner here. After so many years of business, this is the first time that someone dares to cause trouble in Zuixianju. But it seems like this
The two of them are very close to each other, so I guess there will be a lot of fun to watch today.
Rong Fei had just finished a bowl of rice and was about to ask the waiter to serve it when a premonition of danger suddenly arose in his heart and he lowered his head subconsciously.
As soon as I lowered my head, I heard a whooshing sound in the air, as if something was brushing against the back of my neck, and the strong wind caused a faint pain on my skin.
"Sir, be careful, he is a sword cultivator."
Gu Fengxiao, who had always been alert, drew out his sword with a swish sound and slashed at the black shadow that turned back and headed straight for Rong Fei's temple.
Clang!
The moment the waist knife struck the black shadow, the spiritual power in Gu Fengxiao's body burst out, and a layer of misty green light immediately appeared on the blade. At this time, the black shadow could finally be seen clearly, and it turned out to be a sword wrapped in a faint black mist.
Two-foot dagger.
The swords clashed with each other, making a resounding sound, and a string of sparks erupted from the place where they hit each other. Rong Fei, who happened to raise his head, saw clearly, and his eyes were almost blinded.
After one blow, the black flying sword did not hesitate to fight, and flew through the window sash and flew outside the house.
Gu Fengxiao rubbed his numb wrist and whispered to Rong Fei.
"It seems that the eighth-grade sword cultivator is a bit tricky."
Rong Fei nodded, with a sneer on his lips, and looked at the entrance of the restaurant with a gloomy look.
In fact, Rong Fei didn't want to be so calm on the surface at this time. He was just a hair away from death just now, and it was even more dangerous than the time in Fencheng.
While he was still in shock, murderous intent was already rising in his heart.
The sudden appearance and sudden disappearance of Feijian also startled the diners watching the excitement on the first floor. In line with the principle that no matter how beautiful the excitement is, it is not as important as their own lives, they all ran out in panic.
After all the diners had dispersed, three figures appeared at the entrance of the restaurant.
The restaurant owner who was still kneeling on the ground shouted with joy when he saw the three people.
"Sixth Master, you are finally here, you have to make the decision for us."
Among the three, the one leading the way and walking in the middle was Chang Liu, the chief steward of the Jingyuan Hou Mansion. Behind him were two guest ministers from the Hou Mansion, Wang Tao, a swordsman from a small sect, and brothers Wang Lang.
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"I just said hello, otherwise you wouldn't be able to dodge that sword."
The three of them walked to the table, and Chang Liu sat down opposite Rong Fei. Wang Tao, who was standing behind him on the right side, glanced at Rong Fei contemptuously and said, then turned his gaze to Gu Fengxiao.
"If I use all my strength to control the sword, you, a ninth-grade swordsman, won't even be able to touch the edge."
"Hmph, you might as well try again. Watch grandpa chop your broken sword into pieces with one strike."
Gu Fengxiao shouted unconvinced.
Rong Fei ignored Wang Tao and stared at Chang Liu, who was sitting opposite with a proud look on his face, waiting for him to speak.
"Opening the door for business is all about making money with harmony."
After looking at Rong Fei for a while, Chang Liu was the first to speak.
"I'm in a good mood today and don't want to see blood, so I'll give you a chance. Eat all the food on the table. Not a grain of rice or a drop of oil is left. Kneel down and kowtow eighteen times, and you can leave here standing.
.otherwise…"
Before Chang Liu could finish his words, Rong Fei's eyes widened with anger and he pressed towards him.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Wang Tao noticed the fluctuations in spiritual power, snorted coldly and pointed his sword at Rong Fei with his right hand. A black light shot out from his sleeve, cutting through the incoming Haoran Qi, and went straight to Rong Fei's face.
Rong Fei, who had been prepared for a long time, raised his palms and slapped them together in front of him. The awe-inspiring energy condensed between his palms clamped the dagger filled with black mist tightly, preventing it from moving forward.
Wang Tao was a little surprised and hurriedly activated the sword technique with all his strength, but saw Rong Fei suddenly holding the dagger blade with one hand and the hilt with the other, shouting loudly, and breaking it with both hands at the same time.
Snapped!
He broke Wang Tao's dagger.
puff!
The Heart Sword was destroyed, and Wang Tao, who was caught off guard, only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.