Zhang Zifeng was so angry that he vomited blood, and the old soldier next to him shouted, "Commander, I'm here to avenge you!" He immediately stepped forward and killed Mo Qingzheng's servant with a knife first.
There was a flash of the sword, and the servant's head flew high into the air, and blood surged out like a fountain. The shopkeeper and his wife were so frightened that they hugged each other and screamed.
"Today the young marshal and I are looking for only Mo Qingzheng. Don't make any mistakes!"
The old soldier raised his sword and stared at the tiger, focusing more on Aaron and Song Gongbao's group.
Aaron Shiran took another sip of tea and continued watching the show.
Song Gongbao's expression changed, and he stood up and saluted: "Zhang Shuai has a great reputation, and Xiao Ke's ears are like thunder. I didn't know that it was the young marshal who was so rude in front of me before.
Please forgive me, forgive me...
"Brother, what are you...
The dark-faced man next to him asked in a low voice.
"The young marshal of this family is full of heroes, and his father has a very good reputation... My brother wants to invite him to the mountain, so what if he gives up the top spot to him?" Song Gongbao said in a low voice.
"Brother Yi Bo Yuntian, that young commander is indeed a good man, but if he wants to be the leader, I will be the first to refuse him!
The black-faced man shook his head repeatedly.
While these green men from Xiaohuang Village were discussing with each other, the old pawn came to Mo Qingzheng again.
The knife stabbed into his heart and dug out his whole heart.
Mo Qingzheng died immediately.
"Bah, I didn't expect that your officer's heart is not dark...
The old soldier cut off Mo Qingzheng's head again, and Huai Bei went back to pay homage to the old marshal. Suddenly, he saw Young Marshal Zhang Zifeng's expression change, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. He couldn't help but turn pale with shock: "Young Marshal?"
"Ahem...
Zhang Zifeng vomited blood and smiled bitterly: "You think that if you kill this official first, you don't need me to kill him personally, there will be no backlash, but you are thinking wrong. People who practice Taoism, no matter how they kill officials indirectly, as long as there is a connection and the influence of Qi,
There will be cause and effect and backlash!
Taoists and dragon energy have coexisted for so many years. What examples have not been tried?
If there really was a way to bypass the dragon's energy backlash, how could it still be like this?
Even if you drive other martial arts people, even lay traps, or carry rocks and use gravity to hit people...
As long as you participate, as long as the opponent has the Qi... no matter how indirect, there will always be Qi involved and bring backlash! Zhuan, this is where the Dragon Qi is domineering!
Of course, indirect backlash is always milder than direct backlash.
Zhang Zifeng also understands this truth.
Mo Qingzheng was demoted again, his luck was at a low point, and he was still a seventh-grade county magistrate, a herdsman official! Bailihou!
If he had just killed the official directly, he would have been injured by changing the opponent's feng shui and casting magic before. Under the double backlash, he might have died suddenly! The old pawn also knew the stakes, so even though he would rather disobey the order, he would
Zhang Zifeng cannot be allowed to take revenge with his own hands!
"Sigh...Uncle Kun, why are you bothering? Even if you kill people on my behalf, I won't die soon. Why don't you fulfill my wish?"
Zhang Zifeng took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "It's happened here, let's go and talk about the law, alas,
Taoism…
But he is lamenting the inconvenience of Taoism!
After taking a few steps, Zhang Zifeng fell to the ground again, clenching his teeth and feeling breathless!
"Young Marshal!"
The old soldier had tears in his eyes. It was obvious that if the young commander went, he would inevitably follow him.
"This veteran, I wonder if I can let Xiao Ke take a look. To be honest, Xiao Ke also has some medical skills. At this time, Song Gongbao came over and asked in a low voice.
"Please take action quickly. If you can save my young commander's life, I will repay your kindness even though I'm just a bull and a horse!"
The old pawn quickly got out of the way.
Song Gongbao knelt down and took Zhang Zifeng's pulse carefully. He couldn't help but shake his head: "This...this...the pulse is already as strong as a candle in the wind. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that when the old soldier hears this, he will burst into tears, just like the cry of an old ape."
It makes people sad, and makes people cry when they see it.
"Alas... Fusong Gongbao also sighed. He habitually wanted to put his hand into the package, take out a few silver coins, and give them to the old soldier for the funeral. However, he thought that the other party was the Jiedushi Master. Even if his home was ransacked, he would definitely suffer.
richer than yourself,
It was hard to say this, so I could only sit back depressedly: "I didn't expect this to happen during my trip today. I'm afraid this official died here. I'm afraid there will be some hindrance. Our brothers' status is embarrassing, so let's go first." I knew it since then.
After Zhang Zifeng was certain to die, his thoughts on wooing the other party into the village became much colder. At this time, what he was thinking more about was the issue of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.
"Haha Aaron ate another piece of pasta, and Xiaoyu yawned boredly outside.
After watching the entire Young Marshal's Revenge, he was still quite speechless.
These two fools...@张夜的死, was it really caused by an official bombing a nuclear bomb? This kind of thing did not have the tacit approval of the emperor, and even pushed the situation behind the scenes, adding fuel to the flames. How could it be possible?, 'This is purely revenge without looking for it.
Huai object, or despair, can only anger ordinary officials?
After all...the imperial power in this era is too terrifying and the brainwashing is too powerful. Even if these officials die, they don't dare to think about it, right?
However, this Jiedu envoy also has a way to kill himself. From this old soldier, we can see that your Red Tiger Army is so loyal and loyal that it should be called Zhang Jiajun. With its outstanding military achievements, what ruler can sleep peacefully?
, "In other words, it is true that in the last years of the dynasty, people with lofty ideals who still want to reverse the situation will not die easily, because the mantis' arm is like a chariot! However, Aaron is indeed a very particular person.
After watching the play, I still planned to give the two a reward.
He came to the old soldier, looked at Zhang Zifeng who was as angry as a silk thread, and said calmly: "Do you want to save this man?"
"Of course I do!"
The old soldier wiped away his tears, like a drowning man grasping for the last straw: "Does the Taoist have any idea?"
"Well, I have a fire date. If you feed it to him, it might last a little longer."
He didn't quite understand the backlash and didn't dare to vouch for it.
The old soldier looked at the red dried dates in Aaron's hand and felt a little uneasy.
He was also a man of knowledge, and followed Zhang Zifeng all over the country, looking for immortals and asking questions. He actually knew a lot about Taoism and cultivation.
If the Taoist priest gives a pill, he can still have some confidence, but dates? Can it really work?
Aaron was too lazy to continue persuading.
After all, after giving the reward, it is the other party's business whether he uses it or not. He just goes out and steps on the white tiger.
Xiaoyu roared, turned into a white shadow, and suddenly disappeared into the sky.
Only then did the veteran react.
The Taoist priest could tame the white tiger and wouldn't joke around, so he quickly stuffed the dates into Zhang Zifeng's mouth.
Zhang Zifeng could not even complete the swallowing action at this time. The old man gritted his teeth, crushed the dates, mixed it with water and drank it.
It’s strange to say!
Not long after the dates entered his stomach, a trace of blood appeared on Zhang Zifeng's face.
His eyes were blurry, but he did wake up: "Is this the underworld? Where is my father?"
"Young Marshal, Young Marshal, this is the world of the underworld!" the old soldier shouted.
Zhang Zifeng gradually came back to his senses and stood up with the help of the old soldier, feeling a little surprised.
After a while, he realized that although the injuries and backlash were still there, they were suppressed by a magical force.
Although this power is constantly dissipating, it should not be a big problem if it lasts for several months or even a year.
"What...what happened?"
Zhang Zifeng looked at the old soldier, who quickly told him what happened after he fell unconscious.
"I have always known that Taoist Qihu has an extraordinary destiny, but I didn't expect that he could be so extraordinary and be able to suppress the backlash of Ling Zao. It is simply unheard of. Even the Nine-turn Great Golden Pill taught secretly by Chongming Tao may not have such a miraculous effect.
Zhang Zifeng was very surprised and a little sad: "I didn't expect that I missed the master in one thought. I even cried with joy: Young Marshal, are you finally all well?"
"Everything is fine, how is it possible?"
Zhang Zifeng smiled bitterly, but with one more year to live, he could calmly find a solution and even make arrangements for his funeral. Even at the worst, with the vitality of this body, it was still possible to leave a successor for the Zhang family.
"Brother..., that person actually came back to life again?"
Among the group of people in Green Forest, the dark-faced man's eyes widened.
The most surprising thing was Song Gongbao himself!
He personally checked the other person's pulse and knew that his life was at stake. Why did he suddenly jump to life?
At this time, he looked at the direction in which the tiger-riding Taoist left, his eyes flickering: "Is it true that there are immortals in this world?!"@"Eh?"
On the other side, Aaron felt the change in Qi: [Qi point: 1022]
"It actually breaks through a thousand Qi points and is produced from a fixed group of people every day, but this is obviously not the time for production!
"Does it mean that my action of treating Zhang Zifeng just now caused a huge fluctuation in Qi?"
"So, did he get the Qi points because of the huge interference, or did he survive, appreciate my life-saving grace, and listen to my ideas, so I got the Qi points?
If it is the former, it means changing the general trend of the world, causing great interference and influence on the world, and can also gain a lot of Qi.
The latter, by collecting high-end talents, will receive richer returns than ordinary people!
Aaron is more inclined to the latter guess.
"They are also truly high-end talents. How can their value be equal to that of ordinary people?"
"Natural Qi points are also different."
"However, the sudden increase in my Qi points may be the result of the mutual influence of two factors. Aaron thought about it and looked at the template for other information: [Skills: Divination (already turned on), Alchemy (already turned on), Taming
Beastcraft (enabled),
Sword Control (unlocked). Spreading beans and forming an army (unlocked), Dragon and Elephant are no match (unlocked), King Kong is indestructible (unlocked). Connecting Two Worlds (unlocked)] Zhuan "Qi points exceeded one thousand, but still can't unlock the sword control"
Swordsmanship?"
"It seems that we have to wait until it reaches thousands, or even exceeds ten thousand?"
"I'm speechless. It's not like flying with a sword, but it still requires so many energy points. It seems that the laws of this world are indeed quite strict. Because Fei Zheng's laws are strict, if he wants to transcend the ordinary and become a saint, he needs to pay more!
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Beijing.
The capital of Dasong, the most benign place.
It was early one morning when the armor's light moved toward the golden scales of the sun. The nine gates of the capital opened simultaneously, like a giant beast, swallowing a huge flow of people.
"It's my turn to perform."
Aaron specially changed into a new Taoist robe. Before that, he specially found a creek to wash Xiaoyu, who had turned into a gray tiger due to the dusty journey, and then turned into a jade-white tiger again. Only then did he Shi Shiran
Riding the tiger, he headed towards the main entrance. "Ah!
"There's a tiger!"
"What a big white tiger!"
“There’s a guy riding on top!”
"Is that a Taoist priest? If he can subdue the white tiger, he must be someone with magical powers!"
Sure enough, Aaron once again caused a sensation.
At first, I was a little afraid of the crowd, but when I saw Xiaoyu obediently lining up behind a caravan, I couldn't help but be amazed.
Riding on the back of the white tiger, Aaron looked at the first city of Song Dynasty for the first time.
The capital boasts a population of over one million, the wealthiest place in the world, and is extremely lively.
In the outer city alone, there are nine gates: Weizhou, Chenqiao, Xincao, Xinsong, Chenzhou, Nanxun, Dailou, Wansheng and Guzi.
In addition to the nine land gates, there are also entrances and exits such as the East-West Water Gate and the Chenzhou Water Gate. Logistics gather every day and the docks work day and night.
"I heard that there are eight scenic spots in the capital. They are the flowing clouds on the Genyue Mountain, the sunset on the Yishan Mountain, the dawn moon on the golden beam, the fuming wind of Zisheng, the winter snow on hundreds of hills, the spring waves on the river, the autumn rain on the platform, and the Kaibao Morning Bell. I have to go and visit it."
Just as Aaron was thinking wildly, the chaos in front finally subsided, and then everyone got out of the way and asked him to enter the city first.
Xiaoyu walked at the front with her head held high and her chest held high.
After all, if it doesn’t leave, those cows and horses won’t dare to move!
When Aaron came to the city gate, he saw nervous city guards surrounding him.
He smiled and took out the ultimatum: "I am a poor Taoist Xu Lingzi. This is the ultimatum. I have come especially to attend your Majesty's Qianqiu Banquet!"
An officer read the ultimatum and bowed his hand politely: "The Taoist priest is polite.
Probably the people of the capital have their own pride, and there are many places to see animals in the capital, such as the Tianzhu Snake Charmer.
The Western Region Beast Taming Group has gained a lot of knowledge at least, and is not as easy to fool as the ignorant people in the countryside. Zhuan is the pure white tiger, which makes the officer feel a little surprised: "So... we also invite the Taoist priest to come to the city, Qianqiu Banquet
On the fifteenth day of this month, I just ask the Taoist Priest to take good care of this white tiger, otherwise it will hurt people. It is not a joke.
"Thanks for reminding me, I know.
Aaron nodded, took back the ultimatum, and Shi Shiran entered the city.
"The team is... This Han looked at Aaron's leaving figure. A soldier came over and said with some reluctance: "Let him go like this?"
"I am a Taoist priest, and I have the reputation of Qianqiu Banquet. What can you do?" Duan Zheng rolled his eyes.
"But if the white tiger hurts someone...
"Haha, if the white tiger hurts someone, that is the business of the Imperial City Department and the city's government officials. What does it have to do with me?"
The team leader sneered and went back to maintain order.
Although Bai Hu is auspicious, he is just a low-ranking military attache and there is no one above him. What's the use of worrying about this?
On the contrary, the top dignitaries in the capital gathered together, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, maybe someone had this idea. By then, I'm afraid there will be a good show.