Late at night, Li Xing sat cross-legged in Zizhuwan. He recalled everything he had done today and realized that his situation was already very dangerous.
"After a while, I can become a disciple of the Qiyun Sect. This opportunity cannot be missed. However, I have offended Sanyiyuan, and Li Ying and the others may not let me go smoothly."
"The best way is to disappear for a while. But if I hide, Chen Xue and Chen Shuang will be in trouble." Thinking of this, Li Xing had to decide to stay, and the soldiers would come to block it, and the water would come to cover it up.
When the sky was getting dark, a figure suddenly flashed into the bamboo building. It was the messenger who had arrived. The messenger bowed and said to Li Xing: "Young Master, I have something to report."
"What's the matter?" Li Xing opened his eyes and asked calmly. After experiencing a lot of killing, he became more calm.
"Recently, strange faces have frequently appeared in Qingyun City, and these people are all warriors above the eighth level of blood training, and there are even some Qi training national warriors. I speculate that some changes may happen in Qingyun City."
"What happened?" Li Xing became interested.
The messenger has been engaged in collecting information for many years and has rich experience. He expressed his speculation: "In a humble opinion, the most likely thing that can alarm so many experts is a treasure. It may be an elixir, or it may be a peerless treasure.
The technique or magical weapon, in short, must be a treasure that makes everyone's heart beat."
"Treasure!" Li Xing's eyes flashed slightly and he asked carefully, "Do you have any clues?"
The messenger replied: "There are two things that are very strange. One is that Wang Zixing frequently dispatches troops as if facing a powerful enemy. This is not a war time, so this behavior is very strange. At first, the villain thought that Wang Yang was trying to deal with the young master.
.But now it seems that their purpose is also for the treasure. Secondly, people from the Qiyun sect have appeared in large numbers. Their appearance at this time is intriguing."
Li Xing's heart skipped a beat. If Wang Zixing and the Qiyun Sect could make such a big move, that treasure must be extraordinary! He thought for a moment and ordered the messenger: "With so many masters gathered together, such a thing must be something extraordinary. There must be countless
Experts are participating in the fight. Compared to them, our strength is very weak. Therefore, right now, we are mainly trying to find out the news."
"If you have the opportunity, you can take action. But if the risk is too great, there is no need to force it." Although Li Xing desperately wanted to get the unknown treasure, he was self-aware. Facing many powerful people, his side did not have the upper hand.
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"Yes!" The messenger withdrew, and Li Xing fell into deep thought.
When Li Xing met with the messenger, several forces in Qingyun City were making their own plans.
In an ordinary house, a man in green robe wearing a silver mask was giving instructions to several of his subordinates.
"The "Tianxie Sutra" has appeared. This sutra is very important to our Qingyi Sect. We must find a way to get it!"
A subordinate said: "My lord, Wang Zixing and Qiyun faction have also received the news. These are two relatively powerful forces. It will not be easy to snatch the Heavenly Evil Scripture from them."
"Although Wang Zixing is a disciple of the Qiyun Sect, he never wants the Heavenly Evil Scripture to fall into the hands of the Qiyun Sect. And with Wangzixing's intelligence, he will not openly fall out with the Qiyun Sect, but will take some secret ways to disrupt
Method. In this way, we will have a chance."
Li Xing practiced in Zizhuwan for three days. That night, the messenger appeared again, bringing a major news: "Young Master, Qiyun Sect, Wang Zixing, and a group of mysterious forces gathered at the same time towards Qingquan Town in the east of the city.
People speculate that there is a 90% chance that the Heavenly Evil Sutra will appear in Qingquan Town."
Li Xing opened his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and asked, "Are there any of our people in Qingquan Town?"
The message messenger replied: "There is a message transfer point in Qingquan Town. There are two of our people, and it is the message they sent."
After pondering for a moment, Li Xing narrowed his eyes and said: "With so many people gathered in Qingquan Town, maybe they can fish in troubled waters! But before that, we must sneak into Qingquan Town."
Messenger: "This matter is easy, leave it to the villain!"
Qingquan Town has a radius of five miles and is home to thousands of households. A road runs through the town and leads directly to Qingyun City. Even if you walk, it is only about an hour away. At this moment, to the east of Qingquan Town, Ma Peilin, a wealthy family in the town,
He took the servants from the village, prepared a plate of water and wine, and waited impatiently at the entrance of the town.
The person Ma Peilin is waiting for is his long-lost brother.
A line of smoke gradually appeared in front of them, and the sound of hoofbeats gradually approached, and two fast horses appeared. As they got closer, Ma Peilin saw that a young man and a middle-aged man were sitting on the two horses, and they would arrive in a moment.
The two dismounted, and the middle-aged man came over hurriedly, bowed his head to Ma Peilin and said, "Brother!"
Ma Peilin burst into tears: "Second brother, I haven't heard from you for so many years. I didn't expect that you and I would still be able to meet each other in my lifetime!" After sighing for a while, his eyes fell on the young man.
The middle-aged man was actually dressed as the messenger, while the young man was Li Xing. Both of them changed their appearance and costumes and entered Qingquan Town, looking for opportunities. And this Ma Peilin was naturally the one who was placed by the messenger in Qingquan Town.
One of the subordinates.
Ma Peilin is a relatively well-known person in the town who is good at charity. Today he found his long-lost brother, and the townspeople who have a good relationship with him came to congratulate him.
Li Xing and the news messenger entered Ma Peilin's home under the pretext of looking for relatives.
When they arrived in the living room, Ma Peilin stepped back, immediately changed his face, and respectfully knelt down to Li Xing and the two of them: "I see the envoy and the young master, little man!"
Li Xing helped him up and said with a smile: "No need to be polite. You have worked here for many years and you have worked hard."
Ma Peilin was flattered: "Everything I have is given by the young master. I dare not say that it is hard work." After a pause, he said, "Young master, I have already figured it out." At that moment, he told what he knew.
More than a month ago, an injured man entered Qingquan Town. Ma Peilin's family was wealthy, and the village had many villagers. Seeing that the man was in trouble, he took someone in. However, the man was seriously injured and had been there for more than a month.
, the injury not only did not improve, but became more and more serious.
Now, he is dying and may die at any time. However, just a few days ago, a large number of strangers began to appear in Qingquan Town, and there is a high probability that they will appear near Ma Peilin's village.
Sensing something was wrong, Ma Peilin immediately sent the news out. Only then did the messenger pay attention and investigate with all his strength, thus deducing the conclusion that the Tianxie Sutra appeared in Qingquan Town.
The messenger already knew the general situation, but Li Xing, who still had many unclear points, asked: "What is this person's cultivation level?"
Ma Peilin shook his head: "The villain is only at the third level of blood training, so I can't tell. But the villain can feel that the opponent is very strong, and his momentum seems to be no weaker than the master's back then."
Li Xing: "So, he is at least a third-level Qi practitioner!"