Wei Jiang used his escape technique several times and appeared in a secluded alley in a blink of an eye. After his cultivation was promoted to human immortal again, Wei Jiang's magic power greatly increased. When he fell into Fei Jingting's hands, he could only escape for three hundred miles each time.
In terms of escape method, Wei Jiang can escape thousands of miles in one go.
She glanced at Wei Shentong on the side and ordered: "I have nothing to do these days. You can rest for a while."
"Thank you, Miss..." Wei Shentong pondered for a moment and said, "I wonder if I'm still young enough to continue searching for magic weapons?"
Wei Jiang shook his head: "Don't worry, we have to wait for at least two years for such a good opportunity. I'm afraid my cheap master won't be able to survive these days. A master-disciple battle will always make him mourn. You have
Help me choose a good coffin in your spare time."
"yes."
Wei Shentong stepped back, and Wei Jiang walked leisurely. In a moment, she arrived in the courtyard of her house. She pushed the door open and immediately saw two soldiers standing in front of the house.
Is this someone coming to visit?
With doubts in his heart, Wei Jiang kept walking, and the two Fengjun immediately stopped him: "Stop, what are you doing?"
Wei Jiang said: "This is my home. I haven't asked you yet, what do you do?"
At this moment, a strange man's voice came from the room: "Let us go quickly, that's my senior sister."
The two Fengjun soldiers immediately moved out of the way, and Wei Jiang pushed the door open. He first caught a glimpse of Song Weiwei, who had sunken eyes and was as skinny as a stick on the bed, and then caught a glimpse of a Fengjun general sitting there on the stool in front of the bed with a large golden sword.
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The man had a mustache and was unattractive in appearance, but his aura was quite astonishing. Wei Jiang had seen this man last year and immediately felt blessed: "I have met General Li."
General Li smiled and said, "Senior sister, are you treating me as an outsider? Master just nodded and put me into the door wall." He raised the thread-bound book in his hand: "Master also passed me the secret book."
Wei Jiang Congshan Ruliu: "So... I have met my junior brother."
"Okay, I've met Senior Sister."
Wei Jiangxing walked to the bed and looked at Song Weiwei. He bowed respectfully, but his face was extremely cold: "Master is partial. Junior brother passed the secret book on the wall as soon as he entered the door. I wonder if this secret book belongs to me?"
Song Weiwei said weakly: "It's just a summary of Wudang swordsmanship. You have learned it all. You can read it if you want. Can I still stop you?"
Wei Jiang nodded and turned to look at General Li.
This General Li is no one else, but a general in the army, his name is Li Jinglin. This man is obsessed with Chinese martial arts. If the original history is to be followed, this man would have studied under Song Weiwei three years ago, and then received the true inheritance of swordsmanship.
There were two swordsmen in the Republic of China, and few people knew Liang Haibin. It was only because of Chen Yingning's writings that he became famous. The other swordsman was Li Jinglin. After he left the country, he devoted himself to swordsmanship and his swordsmanship was superb.
, known as the swordsman of the world.
Li Jinglin saw Wei Jiang staring at the thread-bound book in his hand and immediately handed it over: "Senior sister, you read it first."
"Thank you very much." Wei Jiang took it and read through it. Seeing that it contained only ordinary swordsmanship and no secret techniques, he was a little disappointed and returned the book to Li Jinglin.
Sensing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Li Jinglin simply stood up and said, "Master, rest in peace and cultivate yourself. I will bring some old ginseng over in two days. I will nourish it for a while and my health will definitely get better."
Song Weiwei shook his head and said: "I know my body myself. I'm afraid my days are numbered. Jing Lin, you don't need to bother me anymore."
"It's not troublesome. I have many friends outside the customs, but it's just a matter of saying hello. Master, please rest. Senior sister, I'm leaving first. There are a lot of messy things in the army to be busy with."
Wei Jiang nodded: "Then I'll give it to you."
"Stay, stay."
Li Jinglin hurried away.
When Wei Jiang arrived at the door of the room, he turned back, glanced at the medicine jar on the small stove, and then returned to the bed. Looking at Song Weiwei who was seriously ill, he said: "I wanted to give you a fake elixir earlier, but you didn't want it. Now I'm afraid it's
There is no cure."
"This is destiny, don't force it." After a pause, Song Weiwei said: "You have mastered the art of sword immortality, why don't you leave?"
Wei Jiang said: "Master and apprentice, I will send it to you."
Song Weiwei coughed a few times, shook his head and said: "I really don't know that sword technique, not even on Wudang Mountain."
Wei Jiang burst into laughter and said: "I know, now that I have obtained the sword, I will be able to deduce the sword. Everything has a beginning and an end. Now that I have received your kindness, I must know how to repay it."
Song Weiwei was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "After I die, you must not cause harm to the world..."
"What is a disaster?" Wei Jiang said indifferently: "I have a clear mind, so naturally I won't do those nasty things."
Song Weiwei hesitated to speak, and finally said: "That's fine."
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"I see."
The city of Dali was in ruins, and it was unclear how long it would take to rebuild it. Fei Jingting simply put out the tent, took the cooking utensils and ingredients, and asked Guan Xiyi to prepare a banquet. Everyone sat down in the tent to eat and drink, and by the way, Wei Jiang and
The ins and outs of Wei Shentong were explained clearly.
Zhang Yuanqi responded, frowning and always feeling that something was wrong. But Qian Handian on the side said: "Throughout the ages, we have only heard of those who have ascended, but rarely those who have descended. Could it be that Wei Jiang is deceiving Jing Ting?"
"Otherwise," Fei Jingting said, "the former residence of Cao Xiangu cannot be faked by Xian Tui. Wei Jiang's Taoism is profound. If I hadn't had something special with me that day, I would not have been able to defeat Wei Jiang."
Zhang Yuanqi frowned and said, "Although Wei Jiang was taking advantage of the situation, he still harmed the soul like this..." Shaking his head, Zhang Yuanqi obviously did not agree with Wei Jiang's methods.
Fei Jingting was also uncomfortable in his heart. Although he knew that when a person dies, his soul will fly away, and all three souls and seven souls will enter the void world through the gap. This is no different from Wei Jiang's approach, but he feels that it is against human ethics.
He then said: "It's a pity this time. If we encounter Wei Jiang, I intend to get rid of this enemy. However, Wei Jiang Shenlong has seen its head but not its tail, and has come and gone without a trace."
Zhang Yuanqi said: "Jing Ting does not need to be impatient. I think this woman has a very big plan, and I am afraid that her whereabouts will be revealed soon. If Jing Ting is unable to defeat her, we practitioners will naturally attack her in groups."
Fei Jingting was a little disappointed: "I hope so."
Qian Handian turned to say: "Since Jingting is already a human immortal, has he ever gone to the heavenly world to find out what's going on?"
Fei Jingting shook his head and said: "I really have too many worries and dare not explore easily. The gap appears and disappears every now and then, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for the physical body to enter. But if the soul enters it and does not know the laws within, I am afraid that it will not be able to find it back.
, the second is that I’m afraid of imitating that Tieguai Li.”
Qian Handian suddenly said: "Since Jingting has cultivated to the level of human immortal, how can he look forward and backward? There is a technique in Longhu Mountain that can protect the physical body. As long as you nourish it with Yuan Qi every day, you can keep the physical body as good as before."
"Oh?" Fei Jingting was very excited after hearing this, and couldn't wait to ask for the method. Then he realized that he and the old practitioner had only met once, and they were enemies rather than friends that day.
After thinking about it, he raised his hands and said, "I wonder if there is anything I can ask for, old master? If I have any, I will definitely exchange it for this method."
Qian Handian smiled and said: "It's just a way to protect the physical body, it's nothing precious."
The name of this method is called the Universal Sky Cover, the Great Black Cover Curse, which blocks the body for four days and black clouds on eight sides. It can immobilize the physical body and keep it as it was before. It is said that there is a heavenly master whose soul wanders in the sky, and he first protects the physical body with this method.
Longhu Mountain has this technique, Maoshan also has this technique, and it never leaves its sect. It happened that Zhang Leyao taught Lu Shangqing Sect, and after acquiring this technique, he can make generals come out.
Fei Jingting was overjoyed and bowed deeply: "I don't want to receive Lao Gao Gong's favor in vain."
Qian Handian shook his head: "If Jingting travels to heaven one day... I wonder if you can tell me what you have seen?"
Qian Handian has lived in Longhu Mountain all his life, but has only reached the peak of innate cultivation, and has never been able to cross the threshold of human immortality. He knows that his time is short, and he does not expect to continue to achieve enlightenment and ascend. He just wants to hear what the world of heaven is. What a look.
"You must tell Lao Gao Gong the truth."
After the matter was settled, we ate and drank for a while. Zhang Yuanqi said: "I'm sorry to bother Jing Ting but I've made a trip in vain, but I can't stay long. My eldest brother is seriously ill, and I'm afraid it will only happen in the past two months."
Fei Jingting was not easy to answer, and he had nothing to say to Zhang Yuanchao. If he brought Zhang Leyao here now, he would probably make Zhang Yuanchao angry to death immediately.
Zhang Yuanqi added: "After all, it's a father-daughter affair. If there is any disharmony in the future, I hope Jingting will let Le Yao go back to his hometown for the funeral."
"It should."
The banquet was over, Zhang Yuanqi was anxious to go back, Qian Handian didn't want to stay any longer, so they got up and returned.
Fei Jingting thought about the miserable situation in Dali City, thought for a while, and simply stayed. He found an open space in the north of the city, put out countless grains that night, took out a few large pots, and paid people to hire people to go outside the city. The dry firewood was brought back, cooked over a fire, and distributed free of charge.
Nowadays, food prices in Dali City have skyrocketed, and roads have been cut off due to earthquakes. The remaining tens of thousands of people in the city are unable to survive, and some simply scatter in the wilds, eating wild vegetables.
Starting early in the morning, the three of them were busy cooking porridge, and countless hungry people flocked to the place. Seeing that the crowd was getting bigger and bigger, Fei Jingting simply ordered a few victims to help maintain order.
After being a stay-at-home girl for several years, Guan Xiyi is still neat and tidy when working. It seems that the righteous act of putting out porridge has made this woman look more cheerful.
She served the porridge to a child with a horse spoon, frowned and shouted: "Don't squeeze, if you keep pushing, you won't let me go! That man, go to the back and queue up. If I see you cutting in line again, I won't let the porridge go." !”
In the scrawled queue, the victims queuing up suddenly became angry and punched and kicked the guy who jumped in line out.
After leaving the porridge for a while, Hu Qigu, who was responsible for lighting the fire, came over and replaced Guan Xiyi. The latter wiped the sweat from her forehead, glanced at the queue, and ran to Fei Jingting in a blink of an eye and said: "Jingting, this is not the way to go. More and more people gather together.”
Fei Jingting frowned slightly. There was a lot of food in the small world, but they were all modern products and difficult to take out. The food being released now was all the food that Fei Jingting had deposited in the small world in the past few years. The total was only a dozen or so. tons, tens of thousands of disaster victims in the city, it is only a drop in the bucket.
He thought for a while and then said: "Then I will go out and buy some food and come back."
Guan Xiyi said simply: "Then you go and come back quickly."
Fei Jingting called someone to replace him. He thought about it for a while. Guan Xiyi had some cultivation skills, and Hu Qigu had become a fox. He thought that he would not suffer any loss, so he quietly found a place where there was no one around, and stood up with his sword.
In an instant, there was no trace.
But it was said that Guan Xiyi was looking after the porridge shed. The grateful victims found chairs from the ruins, and she sat in the shed. She would only scold someone who was unruly.
Near noon, seeing that the queue was crowded with people, Guan Xiyi simply distributed the food to the victims behind. This move immediately made the victims grateful.
Guan Xiyi felt satisfied and felt that she had done a good thing. Unexpectedly, halfway through the distribution of food, a guy who looked like a wealthy businessman came up with a few thugs.
The wealthy businessman, who was in his early twenties, saw Guan Xiyi and was about to cross paths. His eyes lit up when he saw her appearance, and then he caught a glimpse of the vixen Hu Qigu.
This guy was just thinking about what to say when two thugs stepped forward and scolded him: "Hey, hey, who asked you to put food here?"
Guan Xiyi glanced at the thug: "Xinxin, what does it have to do with you if I store my own food?"
The wealthy businessman smiled and said, "You can't say that. If you store grain here, will my grain shop still be able to do business?"
Guan Xiyi sneered and said: "Who did I think he was? It turns out he is a profiteer."
"Hey, how do you talk?"
"I'm right. The price of rice in Jinmen was only two cents when it was expensive. You've already sold it for one dollar and five yuan here. Aren't you a profiteer?"
"Smelly bitches——"
"Eh? Don't be rude." The wealthy businessman stopped him with a fan and said, "Being friendly makes you rich. Which family does the girl belong to? Have you ever dealt with Bai?"
"My surname is Zu."
"Ancestor? This surname is quite rare."
Guan Xiyi sneered and said: "The name is even rarer, called grandma."
The thug said with a sullen face: "Master, this stinky bitch took advantage of you."
The wealthy businessman showed no emotion and said: "The accent sounds like a northerner? There is a saying that a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. Have you ever heard of it, girl?"
"What's the meaning?"
"What does it mean? It means that either you continue to put your porridge, or you can simply sell the grain to me and I will pay two yuan a pound to buy it. In short, you can't put any more grain."
"Heh, what if I continue to play?"
The wealthy businessman sneered and was speechless, and the thug shouted: "Brothers, tear down this shed!"
Seven or eight thugs came forward to demolish the shed. The victims who were queuing up to receive food gave up and surrounded them with shouts.
The wealthy businessman remained unmoved, but several thugs took out the firearms from their waists, loaded them and made random gestures: "Let's see who dares to come here!"
The victims were pointed at by guns and immediately did not dare to step forward.
Guan Xiyi narrowed her eyes and muttered: "You asked for this, don't blame grandma for being cruel."
She pinched the magic formula with her hands, silently channeled her Qi, pointed her sword a little, and the starlight pointed on the wealthy businessman. She then pointed and pointed, but the wealthy businessman suddenly had a splitting headache, covering his head and rolling on the ground.
"Master, master?"
The thug looked around and saw Guan Xiyi's special gesture. He immediately raised his pistol and pointed it at Guan Xiyi: "You bitch, did you use any tricks?"
It was the first time that Guan Xiyi used a spell on an outsider. The spell she chose was a bit wrong, but it was the tightening spell in the secret method of Taishang Dongyuan. Hu Qigu came quietly from the side, and without seeing any movement, one of the thugs muttered: "It's strange.
,What smells so fragrant?”
As soon as the words fell, the thugs fell to the ground softly, dropped their guns, and began to groan and tear their clothes, behaving obscenely.
As soon as the victims saw that there was no longer a threat of firearms, someone immediately yelled a dialect, and dozens of people rushed out, beating the thugs and wealthy businessmen to death.
Hu Qigu came to Guan Xiyi's side and said, "Madam, you can't be kind to such bad people."
Guan Xiyi was still frightened. She just wanted to teach the other party a lesson, and didn't want the other party to get anxious and want to shoot and kill.