Night fell, shrouding the imperial capital, a thousand-year-old city, and Mao Shiba was still driving. Although he was old, he drove very steadily.
Tang Feng and Bai Longshi sat at the back, both of them silent.
There were several times that the White Dragon Envoy wanted to speak, but he kept talking endlessly. He suddenly found that facing Tang Feng, he suddenly felt a kind of pressure.
This couldn't help but make him tremble, because this kind of pressure could only be felt inexplicably by the sect leader of the Tang Sect and when he faced Master Zulong and Shadow Dragon.
He knew that the reason why he felt this kind of pressure was because the aura of the person he was facing was too powerful and majestic. This was the invisible intimidation of a powerful person.
The White Dragon Envoy really couldn't believe that he actually felt this kind of pressure from Tang Feng. You must know that yesterday the two of them were on the same stage, trying to compete.
But overnight, Tang Feng had become so powerful that he almost looked up to him.
Thinking of this, the White Dragon Envoy couldn't help but secretly sigh. He also knew that in this life, he was afraid that no matter what, he would never be able to catch up with the guy next to him.
Tang Feng didn't know what he was thinking, so he turned his head slightly and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
The Bailong envoy hurriedly came back to his senses and smiled slightly, saying: "Nothing, I was just thinking about a strange thing I saw when I left just now."
Tang Feng asked: "What's weird?"
Bailong envoy said: "While I was waiting for you just now, I was surprised to see that Jialanzi from the Wudang Clan was mixed with the Beggar Clan, and the two of them were whispering, as if they were discussing something secretly."
At this point, he raised his head slightly and glanced at Tang Feng. Although he had not finished what he said, he believed that this guy with super talent and intelligence must have understood.
Tang Feng was startled for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Do you mean to say that they are secretly plotting against me?"
The White Dragon Envoy did not answer directly, but sighed: "The Wudang Clan and the Beggar Clan are very powerful in the ancient martial arts world, especially this Jialanzi, who is the uncle of the Wudang Clan's Taishi, and has a very broad appeal. This person,
You have to guard against it!"
Tang Feng just nodded thoughtfully and said nothing more.
The White Dragon Envoy also stopped talking about it in depth. After all, this kind of matter in the world, especially involving the grievances between the major sects of Guwu, he couldn't say much.
The two of them stopped talking, and the wind roared outside the car. Fortunately, the journey was not long, and they returned to Longyin's team in less than half an hour.
But before they reached the gate, they already saw a person in the distance, an old man with a broken arm wearing a blue gown with an empty sleeve on his left arm.
As soon as he saw this person, Mao Shiba's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help blurting out: "It's Senior Brother Qingsongzi!"
Before he finished speaking, he hurriedly opened the door and went in. Tang Feng couldn't figure out why this Wudang disciple suddenly came here late at night.
Mao Shiba hurriedly walked down and said, "Senior Brother Yu, why are you here suddenly?"
Qing Songzi smiled slightly and coughed: "I will return to Wudang tomorrow and come to see you."
Mao Shiba nodded, his throat suddenly choked up again. Although there had been many conflicts between the two sides in the past few days, they had known each other fifty years ago and could be said to be brothers of life and death who shared weal and woe.
Qingsongzi turned to Tang Feng and said, "Mr. Tang's great victory today has greatly boosted the spirit of martial arts and the reputation of Chinese warriors. It is very gratifying and congratulations!"
Tang Feng waved his hand and said: "Mr. Yu is serious, this is just my job."
Qingsongzi smiled but stopped talking.
Tang Feng looked at him and said, "Mr. Yu came to visit late at night. There must be something going on, right?"
Qing Songzi then said: "Actually, there is nothing wrong. I came here tonight just to meet old friends and have a drink with Mao Shiba. I wonder if Mr. Tang would agree?"
Tang Feng did not answer, but looked at Mao Shiba: "What about you, old man? This has happened in the past two days. Are you still willing to drink with this old friend of yours?"
Mao Shiba was in trouble and mused: "It's hard to explain clearly the grievances between the two parties. If you, young master, don't allow me to go drink with him, then I won't go. If you agree, I will go."
Tang Feng burst out laughing when he heard this, shook his head and sighed: "Mao Shiba, I just want to say one thing, if you refuse Qing Songzi's drinking date tonight, then I will never let you follow me again."
I!"
After a pause, Tang Feng continued: "Because, a person who can abandon the brotherhood of life and death fifty years ago is definitely a ruthless and unjust person. I must not dare to let such a ruthless person.
He stays with me!"
Mao Shiba was shocked and said hurriedly: "So, Master, do you agree?"
Tang Feng nodded slightly and said: "Go ahead. Originally, Qing Songzi didn't come, but I also hoped that you would take the initiative to find him. After all, you experienced life and death tribulations fifty years ago. Although I have a lot of conflicts with the Wudang Clan members, we are still the same."
The unified code does not involve your relationship."
"Master..." Mao Shiba was so moved that his throat was so choked that he couldn't even speak.
Qing Songzi's eyes were also a little sour, and he said: "Mr. Tang, originally I disagreed with Mao Shiba's decision to become your servant, and I could never understand it. But today, I finally understand that Mao Shiba's vision is far better than mine."
He is sophisticated and profound, and he can judge people better than me!"
Tang Feng waved his hand and said, "Mr. Yu's words are serious."
Mao Shiba didn't want people to see him crying. After all, he was already very old, so he immediately said: "Then young master, we will go first."
After saying that, he turned around and walked away with Qingsongzi.
Tang Feng thought for a while and suddenly shouted: "By the way, Mr. Yu, how is your son Yu Yuanxing doing now?"
Qingsongzi was slightly startled, and then said after a long while: "The tendons in his right hand were severed, and he needs the sacred medicine Black Jade Interruption Ointment. However, he missed the time and can no longer use the sword."
For a swordsman, if he can no longer use the sword, he is naturally equivalent to a useless person.
Tang Feng didn't say anything, but suddenly took out a bottle from his pocket and threw it over.
"What is this?" Qingsongzi took it smoothly.
"This is the Marrow Cleansing Pill!" Tang Feng said calmly.
"Thank you, Master!" Mao Shiba didn't wait for Qing Songzi to react, and immediately bowed to Tang Feng.
Qingsongzi was confused and asked: "Marrow Cleansing Pill, what's the use of it?"
Mao Shiba hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Yu, you don't know something. Twenty years ago, my whole body's muscles and veins were destroyed. It was the young master's marrow-cleansing pill that helped me cleanse my essence and cut my marrow again. Yu Yuanxing had this marrow-cleansing pill.
Not only can he use the sword again, but his skill will also increase as a result!"
Qing Songzi was shocked, and without saying a word, she handed over her hands on the spot, bowed to Tang Feng, and then said: "Thank you, Mr. Tang!"
Tang Feng waved his hand and said, "You don't have to thank me. If you hadn't come to Mao Shiba for a drink tonight, I would never have given you this marrow-cleansing pill. It was your true nature that moved me!"
Qing Songzi stood on the ground blankly, looking at Tang Feng blankly, and after a long time he sighed: "Junior Brother Mao, you have a good master!"