Qiao Er walked slowly on the plank road. This plank road swaying in the clouds and mist made him feel like he was still in a childhood swing.
His previous name has been buried.
The reason why he is called "Bridge Two" is because when he woke up, he was hanging under the second bridge hole in his hometown... and thus escaped the massacre.
There is nothing to say about the past, it is nothing but hatred.
He has lived in Linzi for a long time and lives a normal life most of the time, occasionally going out to do some things.
For example, recording some intelligence, spreading some rumors, for example, killing a few people...
In this sinful city built of bones and poured with blood, there are others like him. Of course, he doesn't know who those people are, and those people don't know him either. The only thing they can confirm is themselves.
Not alone.
Because there is always information being passed on.
In the heart of this vast empire, they are also secretly building a "homeland".
Of course, information has been interrupted, and it is not uncommon. It happened when Cui Zhu assassinated the emperor, Zhang Yong cried at the temple, and when the Xia Kingdom betrayed the top leaders of the organization.
What they want to challenge is the existing order of the world. Each of them knows how powerful the enemy they face is. During this time, they are targeting Qi State, but Qi State is only one of the enemies.
You will encounter any kind of difficulties.
No matter what kind of difficulties can make them stop.
Interrupted information transmission can always be reconnected quickly.
Especially for his line, King Zhao, one of the top leaders of the organization, personally came to Zi to pick him up - what great courage is this?
Why can they accomplish so many things? Why are they not afraid of sacrifice from the bottom to the top?
Because we have the same ideal that shines on the road ahead.
Qiao Er has always been cautious. He is not afraid of sacrifice, but he is afraid that his sacrifice will be meaningless. He is afraid that his body will not become the ideal firewood.
How can we be happy in life, and why should we be afraid of death? Only by burning the light of ideals can we comfort the past.
The last operation was in Yaoguangfang. It was originally intended to kill a young prodigy, stir up Xie Huai'an's emotions, create waves, and weave a frenzy... but it was abandoned because of the appearance of Jiang Wang.
It's not that he doesn't have the ability to kill Xie Baoshu and Jiang Wang at the same time, he just can't ensure that during the process, the other party can't make any sound... Jiang Wang's ability to control the sound has been clearly demonstrated in Cui Zhu's assassination case.
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Moreover, King Zhao specifically emphasized last time that Jiang Wang could be targeted, but it was best not to actually kill Jiang Wang.
With just a little bit of uncertainty, Qiao Er chose to stop and leave, and has remained silent to this day.
He was not afraid of death, but that matter, that young genius named Xie Baoshu, was not worth his risk.
What is obvious is... Jiang Wuqi is worth it.
It is really unbelievable to assassinate a palace lord in Linzi.
But just because it is incredible, not many people dare to think in this direction.
Because it is impossible, once successful, the impact it can have will be huge enough. Even if he can be captured alive and taken away from Qi territory... the benefits are incalculable.
It's definitely worth the risk.
Organizations don't mind paying more for this.
Among the four palaces of Changle, Changsheng, Huaying and Yangxin, currently only Changsheng Palace has some possibility.
Ever since Jiang Wuqi was naked in front of the Ziji Palace, holding a jade in his hand, Emperor Qi had never summoned this prince again. He was once close to him, but now he is so distant.
Everyone in the government and the public knew that the Eleventh Prince had lost power and was in a state of dispersion.
The civil and military officials who used to be close to the Changsheng Palace have been keeping an extremely low profile during this period.
Jiang Wuqi himself also dressed lightly and was in no way ostentatious. Except for going to Yunwu Mountain to watch the sunrise every day, he locked the palace door most of the time, saying that he was cultivating himself and not seeing outsiders.
Today is a great opportunity.
According to the latest information, the Xingyue Yuan War has ended, and the geniuses of Qi are about to return with great honors. The entire empire's eyes are focused on them, and it is inevitable to relax their focus on other places.
After all, Yunwu Mountain is remote. Even after the Hell Gateless Assassination Incident, the defense of the entire Linzi City has become much stricter than before. It is not that easy to detect abnormalities here in time... Moreover, they have done enough for this trip.
Much preparation.
To take a step back, even if something goes wrong, with his strength, he still has time to kill Jiang Wuqi in the Neifu realm before the strong man from Linzi arrives.
If he could use his life to replace Jiang Shu's favorite son, what would not be worth it?
Qiao Er felt excited when he thought that he had the opportunity to cause pain to an emperor like Jiang Shu.
After a small victory over Jing Guo, Qi State is now unprecedentedly powerful. Do you think the world is convinced?
It's time to pour cold water on them...
Thinking like this, Qiao Er raised his eyes to look at the sickly prince in front of him, and slowly straightened up. His rickety figure gradually became upright, and a ray of cold light jumped between his fingers.
He walked on the plank road covered with clouds and fog, like a hunter heading towards his trap. And in the trap was today's harvest.
To his surprise, Jiang Wuqi was very calm.
It's so peaceful.
Qiao Er was sure that his changes were seen by the other party, and Jiang Wuqi was not distracted.
But the eleventh prince of Da Qi was so calm.
Not to mention running away or calling for help, he didn't even mean to slow down. He was still walking towards us directly.
Is there an ambush?
Qiao Er's mood was in turmoil.
No. If there is an ambush here, that person... can't possibly be unaware of it.
Spiritual consciousness covered the plank road in an instant, and it was true that no one else was seen.
It's useless to think too much. You must ask the tip of the knife for everything.
Qiao Er walked faster and faster, and the aura of a powerful man began to flourish: "Your Highness, for your safety, how about coming with me?"
The clouds around me are like snow, and the white fox fur is also like snow. The paleness on my face is not even half as white as the snow.
The eleventh prince of Daqi, who was so sick and frail, walked on the swaying plank road, quietly feeling the gradually awakening breath of a powerful divine being...
Suddenly he sighed: "I've been waiting for you for too long!"
What's the meaning?
Only then did Qiao Er realize something - he didn't know when, but the noble man in front of him no longer coughed.
And his thin figure walked on the plank road in the clouds, and he actually had a calmness about controlling everything.
Is this a trap?
Who dares to use Jiang Wuqi as bait?!
How does he keep himself safe?
Thousands of thoughts exploded in his mind. Of course, a person like Qiao Er can also trace the source in the fog. He flicked his fingers with great determination, and the cold light that had been lingering between his fingers for a long time shot out in an instant!
He made the first move! With his level of cultivation, he had no reservations when faced with an Inner Palace monk.
The clouds no longer moved, the fog no longer surged, the wind no longer came, the plank road no longer shook, and there was no longer any distance between him and Jiang Wuqi.
Yunwu Mountain seemed to be silent for a moment.
The cold light came as soon as it came out.
The trail of cold light actually created an abrupt hole between Qiao Er and Jiang Wuqi. It started here and ended there.
The so-called divine presence, within the range covered by spiritual consciousness, is like a god!
"How dare you, thief!" A sharp voice suddenly sounded, approaching quickly.
After all, Jiang Wuqi is the master of the Changsheng Palace. Even if he loses power, he will still be the focus of Linzi's defense force. Therefore, as soon as there is any movement on the Yunwu Mountain Plank Road, strong men patrolling the nearby area will arrive immediately.
But...it can't be done in time.
At this moment, it is absolutely impossible to take people away. For Qiao Er, the best result may have been lost, but the second best result is just around the corner. Killing the inner palace with the help of gods can only happen in the blink of an eye.
The cold light belonging to the Shenlinjing monk appeared so clearly in Jiang Wuqi's eyes. But the voice of the Shenlinqingpai who came quickly was still far away.
It seems that his life is always in extremely painful contradictions, often in desperate situations.
Who can feel Jiang Wuqi's despair?
The cold light in his eyes seemed to spread endlessly.
That picture from a long time ago seemed to be in such morning light, and seemed to be so cold——
"Your Highness, from now on, you are not allowed to practice any more." The person who spoke was Old Imperial Physician Wen from the Taiyuan Hospital. Looking at the entire Daqi, no one dared to say that they could surpass him in medical skills. Therefore, his diagnosis
, usually the final result.
But the young prince only asked: "Why?"
"Your cold poison enters your life, and it increases with age. The higher your cultivation level, the stronger the cold poison. The more you work hard, the closer you are to death. Now it seems that the inner palace... has reached its limit."
"How about a building outside?"
"When the body is quenched by starlight, that is when the cold poison sets in. It is unlucky to crush your blood and freeze your life."
"So what if I am alone with a golden body and chalcedony?"
"If you are a god, chalcedony is also cold marrow. Only by taking a step to penetrate the truth, observing the universe from the outside, understanding your own body from the inside, and having a thorough understanding of the truth, can you kill the cold poison and seek immortality."
"Then you will know the truth in one step."
"I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not..."
"Sir, do you want to say that it is absolutely impossible?"
"Not to say there is no hope, but the chance of success is also very slim. If you don't climb the outer building, how can the gods come to you? If you don't experience the presence of the gods, how can you understand the truth? Manpower is sometimes poor, so this matter is really difficult!"
"I have heard that there was a sage in ancient times, who learned from hundreds of schools of thought, touched the extraordinary, and reached the top in one step. Is the legend wrong?"
"This... this matter has been found in history books, so it should have happened."
"Since the predecessors were able to reach the top in one step with their mortal bodies, why can't I, Jiang Wuqi, reach the top in one step?"
At that time, the old doctor Wen lowered his head and said nothing, but the father...
What did the father say?
I remembered……
Father said——
"Okay! It's my Lin'er! He who can achieve what others cannot achieve will definitely build a career that others cannot achieve!"
…
The memory stops abruptly here.
Because that cold light was already close to the center of the eyebrows.
Jiang Wuqi, who was wrapped in thick fox fur and looked pale, took a step forward.
This step makes a big difference in the world!
Four points of light lit up one after another on the horizon, and the distant starry sky instantly turned into four star towers.
Jiang Wuqi's hair and eyebrows were actually covered with frost.
Centered on him, within three steps, the temperature was horribly low.
Even the cold light that hit seemed to be slowed down.
Even his eyes suddenly formed ice edges, reflecting the flowing light.
But in the next moment, the ice cracked, and the frost on the eyebrows and long hair melted away like the scorching sun.
He raised his palm and placed it diagonally in front of his forehead. The bit of cold light that hit him was shrouded in the palm of his hand. It jumped between the pale and slender five fingers. It was clearly screaming again and again. It had terrifying power, but it was like a bird in a cage.
, cannot be taken off.
Qiao Er stood in front of this sickly prince...
What I heard in my ears seemed to be the news that the tide had arrived. It was his blood rushing like a river and the sea!
What I saw in my eyes was a golden light on my face, hair, and skin. It was the golden body of a powerful man!
Right before his eyes, Jiang Wuqi made a divine appearance in one step!
It was as if the surrounding areas of the outer building had never existed, and the Star Tower had become history as soon as it was erected. The longevity moat from the outer building to Shenlin seemed to be just a small ditch, and it was only worth Jiang Wuqi's short step forward.
step.
Before one step, it was still the inner palace, and after the next step, it was the divine presence.
And he suppressed his natal magic weapon with just a raise of his hand!
What kind of talent is this, what kind of monster is this?
If this person doesn't die, what will happen to Naqi in the next hundred years and thousands of years?
From this arises surprise, from this arises fear.
Qiao Er had already had the will to die, but now there was no hesitation. His body suddenly began to disintegrate!
His momentum rose infinitely, and the overflowing power stirred up the sea of clouds. It was obvious that his body was disappearing, but he gradually felt a terrifying feeling of invading the sky and swallowing the earth.
Cui Zhu demonstrated it once before the Ancestral Temple, and later Zhang Yong used it again in the Jiuhui Hou Ling Temple...the art of annihilation!
The secret method of escape unique to the Equality Country.
Only an organization like the Equality Nation has so many people who are willing to risk their lives with this terrifying secret technique. Kill yourself first, and then complete the mission!
A divine monk like Qiao Er has a life span of more than 500 years. He has infinite possibilities and can be reused in any force. He can use the technique of destruction without wavering at all.
Whoosh whoosh!
On Yunwu Mountain, there are figures of monks taking off into the sky everywhere.
The terrifying power fluctuations on the plank road stirred up the formation in Yunwu Mountain, alarming the extraordinary monks of Tianxiangyun Pavilion, and also alarmed the "benefactors" with extraordinary power.
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"It's His Royal Highness Eleven!"
"Who dares to commit murder in Linzi?!"
Angry scoldings continued to sound, but no one actually came close to die. A divine monk in the state of destruction, whoever stands in the way will not die?
Only Jiang Wuqi took a divine step and blocked Qiao Er's attack, buying time for the strong men patrolling the nearby area.
"Your Highness, please retreat, Mr. Li is coming!"
The third-grade Qingpai arrests the head, and the divine monk who has just been cleared of suspicion is extremely guilty!
At this time, from far to near, as soon as his eyes opened, it was like lightning floating in the sky.
In front of Jiang Wuqi, from his legs upward, the powerful body of a divine monk disintegrated inch by inch on the Yunzhong Plank Road.
Calves, knees, thighs, hips... The body is shrinking inch by inch, but Qiao Er's momentum is getting higher inch by inch. He clasped his fingers together in front of him. The last blow of his life will be brilliant.
At this moment, Jiang Wuqi took action.
His long, thin, pale fingers clenched together to extinguish the cold light dancing in his palm.
It should have been a dagger, but unfortunately it had turned into powder and scattered in Jiang Wuqi's open palm.
Jiang Wuqi's hands closed and opened, like the process of a flower blooming...
What opens at the same time is an illusory mountain. It is shrouded in clouds and mist, with winding plank roads and exquisite pavilions... it is the Yunwu Mountain!
The plank road suddenly enlarged, revealing a sickly man wrapped in a white fox fur, and Qiao Er, whose body was still disintegrating rapidly, appeared on the opposite side, flying in the air, with his eyes opened to catch Li You.
guilt.
This is indeed a flower blooming.
The seeds of magical power that had to be stopped due to the cold poison in his life, have now blossomed after Jiang Wuqi's divine step!
But the Changsheng Palace Master, who had always been sick and weak, just turned his hand, and the plank road in the clouds, the God of Equality on the plank road came to the strong man, and the Qingpai Captou Li Yougui who had already flown near, all disappeared.
Magical power, the world in your palm!
This chapter has been completed!